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In LanlingJin, as the sky darkened and night fell, it was the peak of the feast.
On the contrary, in GusuLan, the banquet would start early and end early. The attendants started tidying up not long after. Before Haishi came, the Cloud Recesses would already be restored to its usual stillness, free of noise and activity.
Wei Wuxian had long since given up accompanying Lan Xichen in greeting the guests.
No matter how much he liked to smile, he could not force himself to endure something he find as boring. The muscles in his cheeks were stiff, and his posture began to slacken. Lan Qiren, on the side of the banquet host, caught this scene and blew his beard angrily.
Lan Xichen had also noticed his restlessness.
After finishing with the guest before him, he stopped for a while and turned his head closer to the other man.
"Wei-Gongzi, you seem exhausted. Why not return and rest first? The banquet will soon conclude, and there are not many guests left to greet." He suggested in a whisper.
Seeing that gentle, understanding smile, Wei Wuxian felt a trace of guilt at the thought of slipping away early. But if he stayed any longer, he might start to doze off at any moment here, and Lan Qiren might very well suffer another Qi Deviation from the sight. So he leaned in and whispered back,
"Many thanks, Zewu-Jun! Then I'll take my leave first."
Hidden within the folds of their wide sleeves, he reached out and lightly squeezed Lan Xichen’s hand, his fingertips teasingly scratching across his palm.
Lan Xichen's eyes widened slightly at the sudden intimacy. Yet just as he was about to clasp their fingers, the other person's hand had already been withdrawn. Wei Wuxian himself deliberately winked at him before quietly departing through the side entrance.
For a fleeting moment, Lan Xichen felt the urge to follow after him.
However, the coughing from Lan Qiren on the side hurled him back to reality.
He had no choice but to turn his attention to the banquet guests and continued to smile attentively.
Wei Wuxian made his way back toward the Hanshi at a leisurely pace.
The sky had turned completely dark; it was evening now.
Inside, the Hanshi had been adorned with festive red decorations. Yet, unlike customary bridal chambers, there were no scattered dates or peanuts upon the bedding. After all, there was no bride. Any kind of prayer to get rich descendants would be destined to have no result.
He took off the more intricate outer red robes, leaving the middle and inner ones. Putting on another black outer robe on top, Wei Wuxian immediately started his next action—Go down the mountain and buy TianziXiao!
It had been over a month since he lived at the Cloud Recesses.
It's not like he was detained here, he could come and go freely if he wished. Lan Xichen had even given him a temporary jade token for that purpose. However, perhaps he had simply been too occupied; aside from a brief stay in Yunmeng, he hadn’t ventured out much.
Earlier at the banquet, Wei Wuxian lamented that all the drinks were either tea or other medicinal beverages. There was no liquor in sight. Wei Wuxian had rummaged through the Hanshi just now and knew that no nuptial wine had been prepared either.
What kind of wedding banquet had no wine?!
At least Wei Wuxian didn't want his wedding banquet to be celebrated with no wine.
Since no one else would handle it, the groom would simply take matters into his own hands.
After buying 2 jars of TianziXiao, Wei Wuxian sneaked back into the Cloud Recesses.
He had not been gone long. The banquet was likely still ongoing. Wei Wuxian walked along the silent, empty stone path in the mountains. His hand idly played with the new jade token he was given today.
The jade was pure white and translucent. When he injected a little spiritual energy into it, he could sense the entire outline of the Cloud Recesses. He could even feel the presence of people entering and leaving using the token, or if someone trying to breach the Mountain array.
'Tsk, no wonder Lan Zhan caught me every time I sneaked out and in to buy liquor before!'
It was cheating! He had once thought Lan Wangji was so amazing because he always knew where he sneaked in. It turned out he must have monitored the rule breaker through this jade token.
This jade token was nothing like the one he had received during his studies years ago, nor even the temporary one from this past month. Its authority was clearly far higher. Wei Wuxian reckoned the token given to him must be of the same level as one in Lan Wangji's hand—second only to the Sect Leader's.
Tucking the jade token back into his sleeve, he hummed lightly, his mood brightening as he continued toward the Hanshi.
The evening breeze blew softly among the tree leaves, making rustling sounds from here and there.
Then,
A sudden gust of wind swept through from another part of the mountain.
Before Wei Wuxian could react, he was slammed forcefully backward against a huge tree on the sidewalk.
"Ugh—!" Wei Wuxian grunted in pain from the painful impact on his back.
He was about to look up when his eyesight suddenly went black.
Someone had already blindfolded him tightly!
Wei Wuxian moved his hand to reach ChenQing's at his waist, but to his shock, his wrist was seized mid-motion, pinned firmly against the rough bark.
Horrified at this sudden turn, Wei Wuxian swung his leg to kick the other person, but another hand pressed them back. In another swift movement, the other person's legs followed, preventing his legs from moving around.
'!! Not good!' Wei Wuxian finally became alert.
He opened his mouth and was about to whistle, drawing the resentful energy from the Mingshi in the Cloud Recesses. But at this time, another person's mouth pressed tightly into his. Using this moment of his parting his lips apart, the opponent slipped their tongue inside.
Wei Wuxian, "Mmphh!"
It had been quite a while since he'd been kissed. He was caught off guard when the other person invaded directly inside. The warm tongue found his and soon fiercely entangled the soft muscle.
The person sucked his tongue for a while. In another moment, they began to lick the sensitive parts of Wei Wuxian's mouth. Wei Wuxian suddenly felt a strange itchy sensation when the tongue darted left and right, sweeping on the roof of his mouth cavity.
His head ducked backward, intending to shake off the tingling stimulus. However, the other person didn't let him go and followed his movement, strictly enclosing his mouth with theirs. Soon, Wei Wuxian felt his head go dizzy, short of breath.
Wei Wuxian turned his head left and right, groaning from the back of his throat, trying to tell the opponent that he's about to die from suffocation. Fortunately, the person understood and began to cease their plunder. Wei Wuxian finally had the time to gasp and take a breath.
However, after withdrawing their tongue from Wei Wuxian's mouth, the person didn't leave; they continued to lick his lip. The movement also soon changed from licking to biting each corner of the red petals.
"...Zewu-Jun, you!" Wei Wuxian called out suddenly, causing the person in front of him to freeze.
'As expected, it is him!' Wei Wuxian slandered inside his heart.
He was indeed shocked when he was first assaulted by the tree. But the moment the other person started kissing him wildly, Wei Wuxian realized it should be Lan Xichen. Feeling the cloth that had been used to blindfold his eyes tightly, Wei Wuxian also recognized the fabric and the width of the tie. It must be GusuLan's forehead ribbon, the one with curling moire.
Why of course, he would recognize it.
His wrist had just been tied with the ribbon in the morning for the wedding ceremony.
Feeling the body that was pressing him tightly, Wei Wuxian could make out the person's figure. Someone who was the same height as him. The outline of the muscle was also rather familiar. After all, he had been using Lan Xichen as a bed pillow for the past month.
In this Cloud Recesses, someone with a curling moire forehead ribbon, having the same figure as him, and dared to forcefully kiss Wei Wuxian on an empty mountain path, who else could it be?
Or actually, the only Cut-sleeve here who might kiss a man aside from Wei Wuxian should only be his just-been-married spouse, Lan Xichen!
Knowing that it was Lan Xichen, he relaxed his body and even began to tease him,
"Why? Did you leave the banquet early? Are you so impatient you won't even wait until we reach the bridal chamber?"
Wei Wuxian twisted his body slightly, leaning forward to the person opposite.
He said, "I don't mind you taking me on the Mountain Path in the deep darkness, but there are a lot of Guests today. What if someone suddenly strays to this side and sees us?"
He felt the person in front of him tense even more.
Wei Wuxian secretly laughed at him.
He continued to speak, "Otherwise," He paused deliberately, before suddenly tilting his lip upward in a provocative smile and proposing a similarly provocative idea, "——If you're so impatient to reach the bridal chamber, why don't you hide me first in a room nearby? Then you can do a lot of things to me without anyone knowing."
Surely this idea had successfully riled up the other person's emotions. Wei Wuxian could even hear his heart beating loudly in a fast rhythm. He smiled gleefully and was about to tease him some more, but suddenly,
"Ah!"
Wei Wuxian felt his body being spun around. His arms and legs were tightly grasped in a horizontal hug by the person. He felt the wind brushing on his cheeks and understood he had been carried while the person who was carrying him must have been running fast through the mountain path.
He noticed that the direction didn't seem to be the Hanshi upward.
'No way...Zewu-Jun won't really go to find a nearby room, would he??'
True to his guess, when Wei Wuxian felt the person slow down and heard the sound of a door being slid open, he caught the scent of incense different from the one in the Hanshi.
He didn't know which courtyard they were in, but the person seemed to charge into it familiarly.
After Wei Wuxian was put down on what seemed to be a bed mattress, Wei Wuxian tried to speak,
"Zewu-Jun, I think, why don't we just go back to the Hanshi instead?"
After dashing here, suddenly he asked to run back. Wei Wuxian knew it was unreasonable. But Lan Xichen had been kind and lenient to him, he wouldn't have refused to indulge his wilful request this time as well, no?
But who would have expected that his words seemed to trigger Lan Xichen instead!
Wei Wuxian felt his body being pushed down in a quick motion, pressed entirely onto the bed mattress. Following this movement, his black outer robe was ripped to pieces. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but weep sadly, thinking Lan Xichen's habit of tearing clothes to smithereens hadn't changed at all.
The ones that remained soon became the silky red undershirts from the wedding attire.
Wei Wuxian felt it would be a pity if these garments were to be ripped to pieces as well. So he struggled and quickly cried to stop Lan Xichen,
"Don't, don't tear them! Why are you so impatient? Forget it, let's just do it here. I won't run anywhere, so you can take them off properly."
Lan Xichen seemed to be pacified by hearing Wei Wuxian say he wouldn't run from him, and obediently followed his request. He pulled off the robes on Wei Wuxian's body carefully so as not to damage them. Throughout the motion, Lan Xichen didn't speak a word and did everything silently.
Wei Wuxian wondered what kind of play he wanted to perform tonight.
First, the sudden assault, then the forehead ribbon blindfolding, and now the silent play. He had seen that Nie Huaisang had secretly given Lan Xichen a gift before. He couldn't have read some miscellaneous book with a strange play inside, right?
But Wei Wuxian found this kind of play rather intriguing. Just having his eyesight taken could make his body feel more sensitive to unexpected touches. It escalated his arousal even more.
When the last piece of robes on Wei Wuxian's body had been peeled off, he shivered a little from the sudden coldness.
Reaching out his hand to cling onto Lan Xichen's shoulder, he complained, "Stripping me naked but not taking off your own robes, why are you always like this?"
What he meant was the one they did back then in Jinlintai.
Lan Xichen seemed to remember it as well.
His breathing quickened, and he slammed Wei Wuxian back to the mattress, kissing him fiercely once again. Wei Wuxian had to gasp several times to adjust his response. He lamented in his heart that back then, he and Lan Xichen had been similarly inexperienced, but who knew that after just 1 night, Lan Xichen could learn various tricks like this!
After kissing for a long time, Lan Xichen finally seemed satisfied enough. He started to direct his attention elsewhere, tracing his lip to the crook of Wei Wuxian's neck. When he arrived at the shoulder, he suddenly opened his mouth and gnawed on the flesh deeply.
"Ahh!" Wei Wuxian shuddered in fright.
He subconsciously twisted his body away and began to report his grievance, "Why did you bite me so hard? That hurts..."
Unexpectedly, Lan Xichen didn't seem to hear his complaint and began to gnaw at him everywhere.
He was blindfolded. He could only feel a mouth gnawing on his upper arms once, and suddenly feel the same cold lips sucking on his neck at another second. Wei Wuxian was tossed between being startled and stimulated at the same time.
"Uh...mmhh...Zewu-Jun, you, don't be too excited—ah!"
This time, Lan Xichen's mouth unexpectedly arrived at his chest. Wei Wuxian cried out when the already erected nipples were suddenly licked by a wet soft tongue one after another. As if not enough, the other person grazed his teeth on the pink bud, eliciting yet another moan from the owner.
By now, Wei Wuxian had to accept the reality that he really did feel comfortable when his chest was being pleasured.
Lan Xichen seemed to understand that Wei Wuxian enjoyed the action and fully gave his full attention to the perky nipples. The thin lips mouthed at one of them while the other one was rubbed and pinched between his two fingers. Wei Wuxian felt both pleasure from his right chest and pain from his left at the same time. On one hand, he felt like arching his back further to the warm mouth, but he also wanted to pull away from the merciless fingers.
As he thought the torture was over, Lan Xichen suddenly switched to the other side, repeating the same motion all over again.
Licking and nibbling on the previously pinched nipple, while abusing the one being taken care of before.
It was repeated for a long time that Wei Wuxian felt his chest numbed and began to shift restlessly.
"...Don't, umhh, don't just focus on here. Why don't you move somewhere else? You know how to do it." He urged Lan Xichen, nudging his shoulder slightly.
Finally, the torture stopped, and he heard a rustle as he felt the person on top of him move downward. Next, the similarly red pants were finally removed following his robes. During the foreplay, the little brother down there had already half-erected.
This kind of not knowing what the other person was looking at, what he was about to do, or where his touch was going to land next felt somehow exhilarating. Wei Wuxian felt both ashamed and secretly excited at the same time.
When the pants had been taken off, the room was engulfed in silence.
The other person was frozen for some reason.
Wei Wuxian had to wonder if Lan Xichen had started to regret his decision after finally seeing that the person in front of him was a man, who owned another pillar between their legs. In Jinlintai, he was probably being clouded by the medicine, but now, when he's perfectly aware, maybe he'd think twice.
Getting up, Wei Wuxian raised his hand, about to tear the ribbon covering his eyes, and just when he was about to speak,
"You, how about we just-Ughh!" He grunted in shock.
Suddenly, he felt his family jewel was being grabbed tightly by the person in front of him.
For a moment, Wei Wuxian subconsciously felt a little panic. Having his lifeblood being clutched in someone else's hand made him feel vulnerable. Especially when his eyesight was blocked. It's as if the other person could do anything to him.
The palm covering his shaft was large, yet his fingers were slender. The hand moved around, circling the meat stem, and brushing the fingers from the base to the slit at the head. Wei Wuxian had to bend down from the touch, moaning softly, "Mmhh..."
Lan Xichen's hand paused slightly at his unstoppable moan. But the next second, he quickly moved his hand around once again, this time his 4 fingers were wrapped around the shaft while his thumb was pressed on the most sensitive slit, rubbing it in a circular motion.
Wei Wuxian gasped from the stimulation.
Right now, his long hair was draped in a mess on his shoulder. His eyes were tied tightly by the forehead ribbon, and his red lips were parted slightly, letting out sweet moans one after another.
Lan Xichen suddenly didn't just pay his attention to his shaft, but leaned forward to capture his lip once again.
The moans were soon stifled by the clash of two pairs of lips.
After quite a long time, the member below was fully erect and started leaking out precum. Lan Xichen shifted his attention downward. His index finger poked the head. The rough callus on the finger pad incited yet another stimulus, causing the erected manhood to spurt more precum.
Afterward, dipping the index finger into the sticky fluid, it slithered to the base. It didn't stop at his balls and continued downward, reaching Wei Wuxian's back entrance.
The callused fingers circled to the rim, spreading the sticky fluid around before prodding inside.
Wei Wuxian frowned from the discomfort. While they had been doing this many times in one night before, the feeling of being intruded upon at his back entrance still wasn't a familiar thing yet to him. The more fingers were inserted inside, the more he shifted around in discomfort.
He tentatively called, "Uhm, Zewu-Jun? I think——Ah!! Fuck fuck fuck! It hurts! It fucking hurts! What are you doing!?"
He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly his legs were parted wide apart, and a huge rod was suddenly being pushed to his entrance.
Wei Wuxian cursed. The drawback of being blindfolded was that he didn't know when the other person released the murder weapon!
Cold sweat trickled down from his temple from the tearing pain.
The meat rod inside was not even halfway through.
He had to wonder if he was so befuddled by medicine that night in Jinlintai to be able to endure such pain. But recalling it again, he remembered that Lan Xichen had seemed to say the pain wouldn't be long, and it was indeed true; he had felt pleasure soon after, back then.
Tonight, Lan Xichen also seemed to realize he was in pain and faltered for a moment, as if about to withdraw.
But Wei Wuxian screamed wildly inside, his hole had been torn apart! It's too late to go out!
So he gritted his teeth, trying to sit up in a better position, and said, "Just go all the way, now!"
Of course, Wei Wuxian would soon regret his decision again.
Being prompted by his words, Lan Xichen seemed to be motivated to slam his whole shaft inside. The forehead ribbon covering his eyes couldn't stop his physiological tears from seeping out. The fabric started to get wet at the corners.
He groaned weakly, putting his head on Lan Xichen's shoulder, wanting to complain.
But at this time, he suddenly smelled a peculiar scent from Lan Xichen's collar.
Wei Wuxian lifted his head in shock, turning his head at an angle to face the other person's face, he blurted out, "Zewu-Jun, you? Did you-, mmm. Mmm?? Mhhhhhhh!!!"
Wei Wuxian hit Lan Xichen's chest in protest when he felt his lip being tightly closed in a silencing spell.
However, Lan Xichen had already moved his hips, ramming fiercely inside.
Holding both of Wei Wuxian's legs apart, the huge shaft was stuck deeply inside from the body weight as he put Wei Wuxian on his lap. Wei Wuxian even felt the balls were about to go in every time they slammed into his entrance. With every thrust, the rod was pushed to an unknown depth, reaching directly to the secret spot.
Wei Wuxian groaned lowly from the pain and pleasure. His mouth was still silenced, and he could not even cry out. He hid his face against Lan Xichen's shoulder, muffling his voice even more.
The back entrance was being stimulated, and the front pillar was rubbed against the fabric of Lan Xichen's robes with every movement. The silky-smooth fabric had a different sensation from the callused fingers before. It gave him another kind of pleasure as his manhood brushed over it rhythmically. The feelings were intensified when he was blindfolded.
After a while, Wei Wuxian arched his back and let out a long whine from his throat.
A stream of white fluid shot out as he ejaculated directly.
Lan Xichen paused his movement slightly.
The next moment, he suddenly flipped Wei Wuxian over to face the mattress and entered from behind.
"Mmmhhh!"
Wei Wuxian writhed around in protest, but Lan Xichen held his waist tightly and continued to ram inside forcefully. The movement was extremely vigorous. Wei Wuxian's writhing movement seemed to stimulate something in the other person. Lan Xichen thrusted deeper and faster, causing the man beneath to finally stop struggling and start whimpering from his throat instead.
Wei Wuxian didn't know how long had passed. He had been held in the same position for a long time and had ejaculated for another time, but Lan Xichen seemed to be still as energetic as ever.
Eventually, Wei Wuxian felt his body flipped face-to-face once again, and he was put back straddling Lan Xichen's lap. He felt the swollen shaft inside suddenly had a movement. A warm current washed the entire tunnel as the stream of semen shot inside, filling his back entrance to the brim. Some of the white fluid leaked outside, staining the other person's lap.
Wei Wuxian had been tired, more mentally, from greeting the guests the whole day, and he was thoroughly exhausted in just one session.
His head plopped limply to the side. His whole face was drenched from both physiological tears and sweat.
He was so sleepy and just wanted to take a rest.
Vaguelt, he felt Lan Xichen wipe his face silently.
Wei Wuxian had been in a drowsy haze when he thought he heard the person before him say something,
"...delights you..."
But Wei Wuxian couldn’t catch all of it, as drowsiness gradually engulfed him.
The next time Wei Wuxian’s consciousness returned, he slowly opened his eyes.
Morning light filtered through the hollowed windows.
Seeing the bed canopy being decorated in festive red, Wei Wuxian knew that he was back in the Hanshi. He shifted his gaze to the side and saw someone sitting at the bedside with his back facing him. Long black hair flowed smoothly down a straight back, a two-finger-wide white ribbon adorned with a moiré pattern draped among the silky strands.
He called faintly, "Zewu-Jun...?"
The person's back stiffened at the call.
He turned around to face Wei Wuxian, who lay on the bed.
It was Lan Xichen.
He gazed at Wei Wuxian's face for a moment before smiling warmly at the young man. Reaching out his hand, he caressed the red marks around his temple from the blindfold, and asked him softly, "How are you?"
Wei Wuxian frowned and propped himself up on his forearms, attempting to sit. Lan Xichen quickly wrapped an arm around his shoulders to support him. A faint grimace appeared at the corner of Wei Wuxian’s lips, and he hissed lightly.
"I think my back will bruise." He said.
Lan Xichen's fingers curled imperceptibly against his shoulder.
Looking up at him, Wei Wuxian began to complain, "You threw me so harshly against that tree last night, it hurts so much. What got into you anyway? I smelled liquor on your shirt, did someone force you to toast with wine in the banquet?"
Lan Xichen paused slightly, as if recalling something. Then he smiled helplessly, replying, "Indeed. I think it was one of Jin-Gongzi's cousins? He offered to toast me with wine."
Hearing it was LanlingJin again, Wei Wuxian gritted his teeth in irritation.
"It's them again!"
Why was it that every bit of his misfortune seemed to trace back to Lanling Jin? Were they destined to be mortal enemies or what?
Looking at him, annoyed and mumbling incoherently, Lan Xichen laughed instead.
Returning to the matter at hand, he said, "There were no bruises on your back when I bathed you last night."
He gently turned Wei Wuxian's body around and said, "Let me see now. I will apply some healing balm. Even if there is no bruising, the balm will help ease the soreness."
Wei Wuxian turned around obediently. As he reached to loosen his robe, he noticed that he had been changed into a white inner garment.
He asked in passing, "Hm, where are my red robes?"
Lan Xichen didn't answer immediately. He seemed to be recalling something before he finally answered, "I sent them to be washed, along with mine."
"Oh..." Hearing this, Wei Wuxian felt slightly disappointed.
He had yet to properly see Lan Xichen in those red wedding robes. But then again, once they were washed, there would be plenty of chances. With that thought, he loosened his sash. As the robe slipped from his shoulders, he drew his long hair aside, revealing a slender back and the nicely shaped shoulder blade to the person behind him.
Lan Xichen’s fingers traced the purplish bruise along his spine. His gaze lingered briefly on the faint finger-shaped marks at his waist. Drawing his hand back, he dipped his fingers into the cool ointment and began to apply it evenly. His palm brushed gently against the skin without applying much force.
Wei Wuxian’s back trembled slightly at the sudden chill.
Lan Xichen spoke abruptly, “Does it hurt?”
At the question, Wei Wuxian started to act squeamish once again, crying out, "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts a lot! Everywhere I feel pain all over..."
Lan Xichen suddenly spoke softly, "...I am sorry."
His voice was so soft that Wei Wuxian could barely hear it. He hummed in question, "Hmm?"
The next moment, he felt Lan Xichen place his chin on his shoulder and hug him tightly from behind, again whispering in a grave voice,
"...It was my fault...I am sorry..."
Wei Wuxian had already prepared a list of grievances to report before, but when he felt the body embracing him was trembling, he threw that nonsense away.
He had always felt uncomfortable whenever others said "thank you" or "sorry" to him in such a serious manner.
Patting the hand around his waist, he comforted instead, "It's fine, I was just joking. It doesn't hurt at all. Let alone just being thrown to the tree and getting a small bruise for it, I have even been thrown from a cliff, broken several bones, and I could still crawl to find a cave to hide afterward. So it's really nothing."
Lan Xichen didn't respond.
The hands hugging Wei Wuxian tightened instead.