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It started as a coy joke, but as were all of Wei Wuxian’s stupid ideas, they always bore some fruit in the end.
And bore a fruit, they did.
It’s not like he was actively looking for a cure, he has long lived without a core, that it became instinct to swallow the pain and live with it, to adapt to the usage of talismans and of course, the ghostly path when the occasion arose. But now that he wasn’t on the run, when had a roof under his head that was an actual roof, food that tasted bland sometimes but was nutritious, and a lovely husband walking at his side, Wei Wuxian felt for the first time in both lives safe.
So he didn’t think about it, there was no cure after all. Wen Qing made sure to yell that warning even moments before she took his. He understood and accepted the price. He never once regretted it. He was fine. It was fine. What was a cultivator, if not adaptable?
This new body once held a tiny golden core too. Mo Xuanyu might have been a Jin bastard, but he had the basis of cultivator training. It wasn’t the best, it obviously was handicapped, but it was there. Once. However, that ritual to summon a stubborn ghost burnt whatever spark the poor boy had harboured as it made way for Wei Wuxian’s consuming soul to slip inside the hollow husk.
On some nights filled with terrors, Wei Wuxian was mad at being brought back, but never about the sacrifice young Mo Xuanyu paid. After all, who could understand better the driven hunger for justice than Wei Wuxian himself? When there was nothing to give but himself in return for some quiet, peace and hope?
So Wei Wuxian, his husband and his darling ducklings always lit some incense and paper money for him. He might not enter the reincarnation cycle, but maybe he will. They were connected after all, Mo Xuanyu was a part of Wei Wuxian now, and if there is something he was proud to claim as his life goal, then it was attempt the impossible.
However, despite having come to terms with living a normal life cycle with the common risk a cultivator job brings, Wei Wuxian became aware of his short mortality not in the heat of a fearsome battle, but when he found a grey hair. And while he was not scared to grow old and die, the mere idea of leaving Lan Zhan alone for the rest of his days was terrifying.
They both knew this and they both knew there was nothing to be done despite not talking about it in fear of hurting the other. Of course, they have tried some unspoken methods, after all, they dual cultivated everyday; in text, immortality should have been in their list of achievements by now.
But the theory behind that practice could only work if both bodies had an anchor to redirect the spiritual energy and circulate it back stronger and purer than it came in. With Wei Wuxian’s lack of core, the energy that was seeded into him dissipated over the course of the night, leaving his skin glowing come morning, but not enough to heal a cut, let alone stop his hair from going grey.
That was life. It wasn't fair sometimes, but the lesson was to live humbly with the things that made it worth it. So Wei Wuxian was not looking for a cure, not really. He loved his life, he was happy and peaceful. It was everything and more than he ever dared to imagine.
So when he wondered out loud during a summer afternoon tending to his crops if it was possible to fuck an egg made of spiritual energy into him and solidifying it into a core, Lan Zhan was a dutiful husband that fulfil all his demands. You would think Wei Wuxian being the inventor would be the most ecstatic to prove his hypothesis, but truly, it was as if his husband was hit by mating season and was constantly on heat.
Well, more than normal, that is.
Their usual everyday became an everyday full of thoughtful learning through passion.
The theory was simple.
Lan Zhan condensed his spiritual energy into a little ball the size of a lotus seed, soft enough not to hurt when dispersed, but solid enough to keep its shape as it was pushed inside warm walls.
The incident with Bichen opened a window of confidence - and depravity - of pushing things inside of him to play with himself, or be teased, or tortured into a wailing mess in the sheets, but it was one thing for Wei Wuxian to thrust something in and out of his ass and it was another thing to have his husband push a little egg inside his creamy insides.
It felt more… perverted.
More intense and primal.
And Lan Zhan was as attentive as he was snared in raw desire.
He fucked one little egg every night, watching the spiritual seed disappear inside walls coated in cum, held a thumb on his quivering rim to stop the residues form spilling and pushing as farthest as he could. It took Wei Wuxian one single night to know he had opened a forbidden door for them both, but he was not in a hurry to find the lock. And neither was his husband.
After a week of experimenting with times and consistencies, they came to the conclusion to change the mass and weight, and so the egg grew into the size of a chestnut.
Then to the size of a lychee.
And then to the size of a common chicken egg.
It felt heavier inside of him, the bigger it was the longer it would take to dissipate so Wei Wuxian could feel its shape and weight whenever he walked or sat, and the knowledge that there was something inside of him while his insides were filled with cum was enough to keep him hard and leaking all day.
Sometimes Lan Zhan would fuck Wei Wuxian awake, cum in him and put an egg inside before he went to attend his morning duties while his husband laid dazed on bed until lunch arrived.
Other times, Wei Wuxian would visit his husband in his office and pester him for attention until he was pulled into his lap with a thick cock nestled inside of him, keeping the egg warm and cum plugged from sliding out.
It was thrilling, but there was no progress in their endeavour.
Which is why they came to an unanimous agreement without really knowing nor caring on whose idea it was to add a batch of eggs in one row.
Of course, they have played with some jade phallus to keep their intimate activities spicy, but never before had Wei Wuxian been penetrated with many objects at the same time. Their different sizes and volumes were a stark contrast on his insides, he could feel them shift with every breath he took as they made room for more to slide in with the help of pools of cum already inside of him.
It was depraved and obscene, being so open on Lan Zhan’s lap as his husband fed him egg after egg until his tummy was swollen; or on his knees, hands tied and ass presented in the air as he was fucked hard, left open to be implanted with squishy spheres before the fucking continued with fresh cum coating the eggs.
And Wei Wuxian couldn’t take it. The mere thought, the image and subconscious response that it was like a beast had laid its eggs inside of him after a good mating, filling his insides with so much cum and eggs so that it would take was enough to make him cum untouched. The orgasm that was dragged out of both of them at that visceral claim was overwhelming in the best carnal way.
They were committed to their roles.
And tonight was no different.
Lan Zhan had already fucked him twice, his insides were coated with warm cum and little eggs added earlier in their mating. Wei Wuxian was panting on his side, wrists bound together by a lovely white ribbon with its red counterpart tied in a nice bow around one of his trembling thighs.
Golden eyes swept all over his figure, appreciating the view of his puffy rim swallowing egg after egg, each bigger than the one before.
“One more”
“No” Wei Wuxian tried to close his knees, but his husband held him in place, raising one of his legs higher to stretch his used hole wider “Er-gege, I can’t! P-Please, ah! L-Lan Zhan, L-Lan Zhan, I’m so full!”
“Mn” Lan Zhan agreed and manhandled him again so that both knees were now resting on the bed, bending him over with ease and raising his hips in the air. “Wei Ying is so full of eggs”
“Ahn~” Wei Wuxian moaned and squirmed, his chest resting on the bedding but the position made it so he could feel the weight pulling on his stomach as Lan Zhan condensed another egg over his hungry rim “Er-gege, you gave me so many already! I can’t, No, it won't fit!”
Lan Zhan kept pushing in, because Wei Wuxian kept pushing back.
His naked tights trembled in overstimulation, his own cum was dirtying his skin and soiling the sheets below but he wanted more. His hips thrusted back shyly in useless hopes to entice his husband to push it in, as he had come to find Lan Zhan found it more enticing to see his hole opening up to swallow the eggs. Sometimes it went fast, other times, it required a little push as it got stuck on his rim.
“Ahh! Gege! Mnh, it's in, it’s in!”
His husband hummed deeply when the egg was pushed snugly inside to join the others, big hands caressing his bulging tummy and ass in soothing motions that left Wei Wuxian sighing, only to be startled at feeling a kiss on his sloppy rim.
“Lan Zhan!” Wei Wuxian cried, and didn’t know if his hips wanted to thrust back on the tongue cleaning his hole or shy away in embarrassment. But pulling away meant gravity pulled them back, right back to Lan Zhan’s wonderful mouth lapping his mess “Ah! Gege, no, ahh, Lan Zhan, mercy, er-gege please”
“Hmm”
Wei Wuxian was already flushed red, he couldn’t take his husband's unashamed actions that left him crying weakly on the sheets. He couldn’t even cover his face with his wrist tied together. What a bully! Oh, but what a wonderful tongue bullying his hole that quivered open every time it touched his rim.
Nuzzling his hole one last time, Lan Zhan knelt behind him and ready Wei Wuxian where he could feel the tip of his husband's erection prodding his drenched hole.
“Wei Ying, one more”
“No~ Er-gege, gege please, mercy ahh!” Lan Zhan didn’t listen to his wet cries and thrusted inside with ease, forcing his way and pushing the eggs so his cock could fit. “Lan Zhan! Ahh, husband, I’m so full!”
“So round with cum” Hips didn’t immediately thrusted back, they were grinding softly his walls, shifting the eggs and accommodating them better. Cum was leaking from his hole by how stuffed he was, and Lan Zhan was preparing him for another load.
“Ngh!”
“So swollen with eggs”
“Er-gege, mnh, you’re filling me so much!”
“Wei Ying loves it”
“Ah~ Your Wei Ying loves it. Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! Er-gege, won’t you fuck me some more? I’ve been good~ ahh, husband, don’t you want to cum inside?”
His breath was punched out of his chest as Lan Zhan started to mercilessly pound him. Hands gripped his ass tightly to hold him in place, making him accept the cock and pumping the eggs to move with every thrust it did.
“Ah~ L-Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you’re fucking me pregnant”
“Yes”
“Gege, ahnh~. Lan-er-gege, your poor wife is already so round. You want more? Want to fuck your eggs inside?”
“Yes”
“There ahh, th-there are so many, Lan Zhan! Ahh, Lan… Zhan, you fucked your wife full of eggs. I’m so swollen with your cum too”
“More”
“Yeah?” Wei Wuxian moaned before smiling wickedly over his shoulder “Lan Zhan, do you want to breed me? AHH!”
The cock inside of him got harder, bigger and hit deeper inside of him. Cum sloshed in and out of him, the eggs pushed and bulged his insides as they tried to keep up with the beast taking his claim.
“Wei Ying!”
“Ahh! Hha! Ahh~ gege, gege! Mnh ahh~ you’re breeding me, ahh lan-er-gege, cum in me, cum, please give it to me, more, ahh!”
“Mark your words”
“Yes, yes! Lan-er-gege, ahh, ah! Ahhh! Ngh, breed me more~”
Wei Wuxian doesn't have to beg much to get it. Lan Zhan was a bully that doesn’t often allows Wei Wuxian to take control on when to cum, but Wei Wuxian knows the magic words to get what he wants. With a guttural snarl, Lan Zhan slammed as deep as he could a few more times before cumming hard inside, releasing a load of hot cum and shifting the eggs as he was filled to brim.
“Ngh! Ahh!” Wei Wuxian sobbed, weakly thrusting back and jolting with every move. His tummy was so warm and full; he felt so full. His own cock was hard and leaking and ready to release, but his orgasm was held when instead of staying in, Lan Zhan pulled out of his warm insides.
He dragged his cock out slowly, careful to keep the eggs inside when they tried to rush out with the movement, but instead of stopping the cum from sliding out with his cock, he pulled out completely much to Wei Wuxian’s complaint and placed his thumb over his sensitive rim.
“Will keep them in”
Wei Wuxian only had time to take a breath before there was new pressure on his rim. Bigger than a chicken egg, wider than Lan Zhan girth, his husband had created an egg the size of a peach probably and was pushing it in. His puffy hole was too soft and open, it accepted the egg greedily, and Wei Wuxian moaned loudly when it got stuck on the rim, just like a beast knot, blocking the way for anything else to go in and nothing to come out.
It made him cum.
Wei Wuxian was sobbing on the mattress, heaving and crying. If he moved an inch, his hole would wink over the knot and he could feel the egg pushing against his rim, but it really was stuck. He was completely stuffed with eggs and cum.
“Good, Wei Ying” Lan Zhan petted his back tenderly, and untied his aching arms.
He then proceeded to clean him and rub his muscles softly to help the blood and energy circulate better. Wei Wuxian was but a warm pliant body in that moment, too dazed to move, but present to feel the loving actions done to him. They will have a warm bath later tonight, when it's scandalously late for a Lan to bathe his passion away. And Wei Wuxian will demand some wine too. Perfect way to soothe his parched throat and add to the pleasant burning in his tummy.
He sighed and hummed when Lan Zhan patted his head and let him rest. Idly, he thought that they will need to change the bedding again, but was too comfortable to even cover his shivering body.
Wei Wuxian couldn't think of his swollen belly without mewling, just the reminder made him want to clench his hole but there was nothing to clench, the egg plug prevented him from even squeezing. He moaned again, and held onto the bed sheets as he felt his cock starting to fill again. He lost count of how many times he came, but knew he still had enough to spend.
Or was that counterproductive? Hmm, good hypothesis, he thought. But should they try it now? He was so aroused, he knows he will cry if he’s denied relief tonight.
Thought for another day then, he nodded, gaining a raised eyebrow from his husband but Wei Wuxian only smiled. He was about to suggest to keep his husband entertained, maybe keep his cock warm in his mouth while they waited for the eggs to dissolve when it happened.
“Nghh” He curled over, biting his lips and clenching the sheets as the eggs started dissolving one by one into wisps of energy that felt like sticky honey on his insides. Hot and heavy, mixing with the cum and adding weight to his swollen belly. His hole dilated as the plug keeping the load inside started quivering, and there was nothing Wei Wuxian could do to stop it from shifting.
With a squelching pop, it came undone.
“AHH! It's, It’s coming out! L-Lan Zhan! Langh!”
Wei Wuxian screeched, red faced, tongue out and eyes hazed over in utter ecstasy as copious amounts of cum came rushing out of his twitching hole. It remained gaping and twitching over nothing, unable to unfurl from its wide stretch and drenching the sheets below in a sweet mess.
He doesn’t know what happened next.
It was quiet, peaceful, wonderful silence accompanied with a breathless melody that lulled him into a sense of serenity. It left him floating; warm and secure. He was safe, he knew, somehow, and it left him breathing softly at the harmony that he knew meant home.
And then he blinked awake, body sated and sore to fresh clothes, a new blanket and a pleasant humming down to his bones. He was too tired to move or even talk, he could only shift his head a little to see Lan Zhan sitting at his side, setting a plate of fruits and water by the bedside table before he turned his entire attention to him.
Devotion was a warm look when it came from golden eyes. Wei Wuxian still couldn't believe that worship, that love, was directed at him. It left him breathless every time those sunny orbs settled on him, whether it was a side glance, a smiling stare or a heated gaze full of ardent passion; gold had never seemed achievable until he met Lan Zhan's eyes and called them home.
So lost in his cotton thoughts, he wasn't aware of the happenings in his body at depth until he felt it.
A spark, like a candle lit in the night.
Quietly, and with eyes that grew wider, he placed a trembling hand on his lower dantian, where he could feel a tiny little light settling inside of him.
He gasped, and tried to get up but his body only leaned over, right into the arms of his husband who caught him gently.
Lan Zhan’s eyes were smiling, having no doubt felt the little miracle and was guarding their offspring like a protecting dragon. Graceful but fierce to any otherworldly force or mundane danger threatening their new light.
Wei Wuxian hummed softly, falling back to the sheets in content exhaustion. He was tired, but he didn’t want to sleep, almost afraid he was dreaming and would wake up to cold emptiness again. But no, the tiny spark was still there, spinning leisurely like a little paper windmill in the breeze.
He will have to be careful, Lan Zhan is going to be protective to the point of overbearing, but with good reason. They will have to work together this time, but Wei Wuxian will not take it for granted. He swears on this new life that he will protect his golden core and the miracle that was given to him.
Happy, safe and warm, Wei Wuxian smiled.
And just as he was ready to fall asleep, a funny thought occurred to him and so he wondered out loud…
“Hm… do you think I can make some milk for the little one?”
Lan Zhan's answer was a starving stare.
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