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Wei Wuxian never considered ever sauntering around and hanging Suibian again at his waist.
There was no point in it. It felt hypocritical. It's like a poor scholar who insisted on appearing refined and ambled around bringing a set of jade brushes when he couldn't even afford to buy ink.
Furthermore, this endeavor of pretending to look impressive brought no benefit at all, but instead might bring problems to oneself. Why bother to do it then?
Since the night Jiang Cheng returned Subian to him, thenceforth, this sword that Lan Wangji had praised as "Good Sword." in Biling Lake back then, had never been hung either on Wei Wuxian's waist or strapped on his back.
In this life, Wei Wuxian thought, there would never be a day for this fine sword to embellish his presence once again.
So be it.
The night before the Baifeng Mountain Hunt, the Hanshi was enveloped in a warm shade as usual.
The two residents inside were enjoying their dinner in harmony.
Wei Wuxian had been nighthunting outside for 2 months with the disciples and Lan Wangji. Lan Xichen too had been busy joining hands with the two Sworn Brothers to organize the large-scale hunt. It was no longer helping Jin Guangyao who was new to the Cultivation Society, but it had become a pure political move from the 3 Major Sects. They were cooperating, each with their own intention and consideration of Sects' interest.
Speaking about Lan Wangji...
The smile on Lan Xichen's face went stiff.
'That copycat younger brother of mine has been enjoying 2 months of Sea Voyage with my Wei-Gongzi!'
There's no way. The jealousy this time was clearly founded. Therefore, even if tomorrow they would wake up early to go to Baifeng Mountain, Zewu-Jun was still thinking of diligently watering the dry avenue that hadn't been trodden for 2 months, and moist the land once again with rain and dew.
Wei Wuxian had noticed his restlessness during their meals. He saw Lan Xichen's eyebrows knitted ever so slightly. The smooth forehead was furrowed in an almost imperceptible wrinkle. At some points, Lan Xichen parted his mouth, looking like he was about to speak, but closed it down after another hesitation.
It was unknown what kind of Fight between Heaven and Men was currently being commenced in his mind. Wei Wuxian wasn't a nosy person in the first place. He wouldn't just force others to confess something they felt uncomfortable about. So he pretended not to notice.
After their dinner, Wei Wuxian took out the miscellaneous book he brought from outside and dragged Lan Xichen to read them together. To be more exact, it was Lan Xichen sitting in front of a low table, re-inspecting the rundown of GusuLan contingent for tomorrow's hunt, while Wei Wuxian sitting crookedly leaning on the bed's frame, telling Lan Xichen about the storybook's content once in a while. Every time Wei Wuxian shared the content, Lan Xichen would respond accordingly.
Again, Wei Wuxian noticed Lan Xichen's fidget.
The other man would sneak a glance to his side and look at him for quite a long time before diverting his focus back to the rundown at his hand.
'Huh...?'
The next time Lan Xichen spared a glance toward him, Wei Wuxian finally caught something substantial. That person, Lan Xichen, was actually sizing up either his face or his body!
Well, well, well. It turned out our Zewu-Jun was sending out signals to court him to the bed! Wei Wuxian's lips stretched out widely in an uncontrollable grin.
Lan Xichen had gone back focusing on the outline for tomorrow's occasion in his hand. After making sure that nothing in the preparation had any issue, he rolled the scroll back into a neat tube. Just when he was about to clean up other papers and scrolls, a head suddenly popped out from below the table.
"Wei-Gongzi?" Lan Xichen looked down in surprise. "What's the matter?"
He was about to shove the table aside and make room but he found out Wei Wuxian had been drilling from the other side. The low table was exactly to its name, narrow. Wei Wuxian himself was no dainty woman. The almost 8-foot tall man was stuck under, with the table unable to be moved around.
Wei Wuxian didn't reply to his previous question and merely grinned. He said, "You go and continue to do whatever you have there. Don't mind about me here."
After saying that, his hands skillfully loosened Lan Xichen's sash on his waist. After the robes were parted open, he began to loosen the tie of his pants as well. In another second, the nimble fingers had also swiftly pulled the pants downward, releasing the silent dweller inside.
Wei Wuxian's grin became wider as he saw the already half-erect member. As expected, this Lan Xichen while having a troubled expression, he was thinking about naughty things in his mind! Just look at this blatant arousal, it was conclusive evidence!
Lan Xichen's breath hitched. He put his hand on Wei Wuxian's shoulder, asking in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"
Wei Wuxian looked up and smirked. "You're still asking? Don't you already have an idea in your heart? Why? You want me to say it out loud? Fine, I will tell you." He flicked the half-hardened rod in his hand, his eyes curved in a flirtatious glint. "Zewu-Jun, right now, I am going to suck you real good in my mouth~"
With such a declaration, Wei Wuxian supported the still somehow slackened shaft with both palms, directly plunging the gland into his mouth afterward. Lan Xichen's length was definitely not something to be underestimated for. The thing that had both tormented and pleased Wei Wuxian's rear entrance was worthy of its prowess. Even after Wei Wuxian parted his mouth wide open and relaxed his jaw, it was not even half swallowed inside.
There was no other way. He could only operate his deft fingers skilled to dance around the Dizi to also perform their wonders to the remaining shaft. However, because right now he was holding the root with both his hands straight down from his mouth, it looked like what he held was a Xiao instead of a Dizi.
Lan Xichen obviously noticed this and his breath quickened in response. As Wei Wuxian mouthed on the tip of his gland, he couldn't stop himself from sighing softly, calling, "Wei-Gongzi..."
Wei Wuxian was very careful not to graze his teeth. He constantly kept his mouth stretched out wide, bobbing his head up and down, fully using his tongue to stimulate the manhood. The pinkish tongue revolved around the round gland, while the red lips enveloped his desire. From above, Lan Xichen could see how his length was sucked in and out of those soft lips.
Lan Xichen felt his mind almost went blank. There was an unknown heat rising steadily on his lower abdomen. His beloved, the person in his heart was actually sucking his manhood. With such thought, the entire shaft sprang up and was fully erect. The jade pillar soon displayed its real size.
Witnessing the change directly to his face, Wei Wuxian had his eyes widened, and he shifted his gaze upward looking at Lan Xichen, blinking rapidly. Lan Xichen had his face flushed red, from both shame and lust.
He suddenly asked from under his breath, "I...Wei-Gongzi, can I move?"
Wei Wuxian, "??"
He only vaguely guessed what Lan Xichen meant, but he nodded regardless.
In the next second, however, he almost gagged and spit out the shaft out of his mouth from the sudden thrust to his throat.
Lan Xichen grabbed the back of his head and pressed it to stay unmoved as he lifted his own pelvis to thrust into the tunnel of his throat. With each move, he saw how his manhood was swallowed almost entirely into Wei Wuxian's mouth. The corner of the young man's eyes reddened from the inescapable gagging.
He faltered for a second, looking like he was about to withdraw. Wei Wuxian, however, moved his head forward. He blinked his eyes signaling Lan Xichen to continue. Therefore, Lan Xichen began to thrust forward slowly and steadily once again.
Wei Wuxian felt his jaw was sore from hanging open for a long time. While it was long, the time wasn't as extended as when they did this in usual intercourse. Soon, Lan Xichen's eyelashes trembled and before Wei Wuxian could react, he withdrew his length from the warm cavern and shot out his essence.
The viscous white liquid sprayed directly on Wei Wuxian's face, staining his forehead, and cheeks, even dripping down to his neck. Wei Wuxian could feel the warmth of his release on his cold skin. The shining gland in front of his eyes had lost its pressure but was not yet done erupting. The rest of the sticky matter flowed down to the length.
It was the first time he saw this moment of Lan Xichen directly. In their previous affair, Lan Xichen had always come inside him. He could only feel their stream injected inside. It's no wonder he kept feeling full after that moment. The release was indeed too rich in content.
"I'm sorry!" Lan Xichen hurriedly used his sleeve to wipe Wei Wuxian's face and neck clean. "I couldn't withdraw faster, it is my fault." he apologized once again.
Wei Wuxian grabbed his hand as leverage and fully emerged from under the table instead.
Finally, face to face with Lan Xichen, he stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth where the white liquid hadn't been wiped off. "I don't mind. To tell the truth, I was thinking of swallowing them..." His lips curled in a roguish smile as he added afterward, "...I want to know, Zewu-Jun, what do you taste like...?" His voice was deliberately lingered at the end.
Lan Xichen's Adam apple bobbed visibly.
He pinched Wei Wuxian's jaw and captured those lips that had just sucked his manhood. The red lips were slightly swollen from the friction. They were moist from his own saliva. Faintly, Lan Xichen could pick up the taste of sweet cheese that Wei Wuxian had eaten as a dessert after their dinner just now.
After separating their lips to take some breaths, he suddenly spoke, "Wei-Gongzi, does it taste good? Mine...?"
"It tasted good!" Wei Wuxian confirmed with an exaggerated serious face and reiterated, "You taste good."
Lan Xichen looked at him with a smile and then asked, "How does it taste like? Is it sweeter than the sweet cheese you ate before?"
Wei Wuxian paused for a while, recalling what he had just eaten. As he remembered the viscous white texture of the sweet cheese, he suddenly laughed out loud. Collapsing onto Lan Xichen's stomach, and hugging his waist. His shoulder was shaking from his muffled laughter.
Unexpectedly, Zewu-Jun was actually telling him a dirty joke!
"...Pftt, no way...Zewu-Jun, Zewu-Jun, you, you actually, ahahahahahaha!"
If Lan Qiren knew his nephew who should have been upright and pure actually learned to make a dirty joke, the old man would probably shed his tears, bawling on the spot. Thinking that he no longer had any face to meet Qingheng-Jun in Huangquan. He had failed his Big Brother's entrustment in raising his children!
Lan Xichen smiled faintly, waiting until Wei Wuxian finished laughing. After his shoulder no longer shaking, Lan Xichen finally pulled Wei Wuxian out from under the table completely, making him sitting face to face with him. His other hand pushed the table to the side, unable to hinder them any longer.
Obviously, just releasing himself once was not enough to quench his appetite. Lan Xichen took off Wei Wuxian's sash and loosened his robes, similarly quickly as the young man did to him. "Wei-Gongzi, it is not fair if I'm the only one feeling good. I shall help you as well." He offered kindly with a warm smile.
But they both understood what he meant by "helping" exactly.
Wei Wuxian sniggered and replied, "If you want to fuck me just say so. I will open my leg and let you do me. Don't be too vague and pretentious, otherwise, I may not catch your invitation, my dear Zewu-Jun~"
Lan Xichen's face turned red again. It was both due to being caught in his silent eros, and also from the unfiltered remarks. He didn't know how to respond and was left speechless.
However,
——His frustration soon was transferred to the innocent flat chest on Wei Wuxian's exposed torso.
"Ahh!"
He bit down directly on the areola causing the other person to cry out from both pain and pleasure.
"I told you, don't bite there! I'm a man, and there's nothing to pay attention to." Wei Wuxian groaned in a complaint.
Lan Xichen lifted his head and smiled at him. "Naturally I know that perfectly. But, Wei-Gongzi, don't you feel good here?" His index finger maliciously flicked the hardened nipple, as if in revenge for the flick at his manhood earlier.
His other hand roamed around the disheveled robes and squeezed the soft part of his waist, also commenting, "Here too. You like it."
"Umhhh..." Wei Wuxian slumped to his shoulder, unable to refute.
Lan Xichen wrapped his arms to support his body, and continued to talk next to his ear, "Wei-Gongzi, there's no need to be ashamed. I've learned that different people have different sensitivities."
Wei Wuxian tilted his head upward. "Really?"
Lan Xichen's hands were still rubbing wantonly across Wei Wuxian's torso. Teasing this bead for a while, and playing with that bead for another moment. Caressing a flat stomach for some time, and kneading the lean waist after. Kept eliciting pleasurable sighs and appreciative hums from the beloved in his embrace.
He kindly explained his finding, "It is true. Just like how people have different capacities in drinking, it is more related to a person's consciousness. Things like sensitivity or stimulation from external factors, while in general remain the same, but for how intense they will be, it depends on a person's nervous system stemming from their brain, or consciousness. Some people will cry in pain just from a knife cut, while others don't even blink from a deep stab. It all depends on the person's soul to perceive external stimuli. Either painful or not. Either so-so or pleasurable."
Wei Wuxian, "..."
You're speaking from North to East, in the end, you just want to say that the reason I felt pleasure was because I, Wei Wuxian himself, liked it to be touched there from the bottom of my soul, right?!
It was indeed Zewu-Jun!
Informing so tactfully so that the other person would not cry in heartbreak.
Wei Wuxian simply resigned, "I understand, I know, I get it already. Zewu-Jun is always right. Yes, I like it there!"
He was still leaning his head on Lan Xichen's shoulder. He tilted his head sideways, veering upward to look at Lan Xichen. The corner of his lip curled once again in a suggestive smile.
He said, "...That's right, Huan-Ge, I like how you touched me all over. Whatever you do to me, I feel pleasure just from your attention...There, I have said it. What do you think? Are you happy now? Hmm~?"
Lan Xichen, "..."
When it came to flirting, Lan Xichen still was, one hundred years early to defeat Wei Wuxian.
The sound of the bell signaling Haishi had long passed.
It was almost midnight, and the two residents in the Hanshi hadn't gone to sleep yet.
Wei Wuxian was too enervated from their strenuous love affair. He just wanted to drift immediately to the dreamland.
"Let's just take a bath in the morning tomorrow..." He mumbled and tightened his legs circling on Lan Xichen's waist.
Lan Xichen felt the warmth and moisture of the narrow road, wrapping around his lower body, and was also reluctant to part. He pulled Wei Wuxian closer and responded with, "Alright."
While the young man was still drowsy but had yet completely fallen asleep, he kissed the top of his head and suddenly spoke, "Wei-Gongzi, you've brought the disciples to play. Tomorrow, how about you bring Suibian to play as well?"
"Ummh...?" Wei Wuxian couldn't quite catch up with his words and responded with a dazed hum.
Lan Xichen carefully spoke, "Wei-Gongzi has always been dashing and handsome with the company of Suibian in his presence. And I want to see this scene once again..."
His voice was extremely soft. His one hand was stroking Wei Wuxian's back in a soothing motion, and the other one was caressing his hair tenderly.
"....What do you think?" He asked.
Lan Xichen waited.
Waited.
Waited.
And still waited.
But there was no reply from the person in his embrace
Just when Lan Xichen thought Wei Wuxian had fallen asleep, he heard a low chuckle reverberating through his chest.
He tentatively called, "Wei-Gongzi...?"
"I am here." Wei Wuxian replied.
His hand moved to scratch Lan Xichen's torso playfully. "Zewu-Jun, why does your heart beat so fast? It's not like I'm going to eat you or anything. Don't be so nervous."
Lan Xichen huffed a helpless laugh. He really couldn't control his heartbeat from running rampant. He was afraid that Wei Wuxian would be angry with him.
But Wei Wuxian didn't give much reaction and simply twisted his body into a more comfortable position. "Very well. Let's bring Suibian to play tomorrow." He said lightly.
And that was how Gusu ShuangBi and Wei Wuxian all appeared flawlessly with a sword at their waists in Baifeng Mountain.
Wei Wuxian understood that first and foremost, Lan Xichen was GusuLan Sect Leader.
Life was not a fairy tale. After marrying into the palace, the passionate couple of prince and princess couldn't just linger on the bed and do nothing. Dedicating one's life to romance but forgetting responsibility wasn't a quality Wei Wuxian thought of as romantic in a person.
Since the first time they met at 15, Wei Wuxian has always adored and admired Lan Wangji in his heart. To him, Lan Wangji was an exceptionally responsible and conscientious person. Be it in Lotus Pier or Cloud Recesses, whenever he and his friends played around, it had always been him who accepted the consequences, even if the mischief was done by everyone. So when Lan Wangji took twice the amount of beating after Wei Wuxian pulled him down outside the wall after Haishi, Wei Wuxian truly respected his steadfast disposition. It was the first time that someone was willing to accompany him to receive the consequences of their actions.
Wei Wuxian himself was a very principled individual. He might appear laid-back and loose, but when it came to the belief in his heart, the right way he decided to live on, not one person could shake it off. Therefore, the people he respected were those who could have their own convictions and be faithful to their principles as well. So that at the end of the day, when you looked back to the past you could say that you have lived a worthy life. Worthy to oneself, worthy to the world.
When it came to Lan Xichen, his marriage to the man was colored with both freedom but also precept.
A very notable example was how Wei Wuxian ended up acquiescing to dress himself up in GusuLan's sect robes in his daily life.
Wei Wuxian considered wearing white robes to be very inconvenient as they get dirtied frequently. However, Lan Xichen simply smiled and allocated a bunch of robes set for him, so that he could change his robes whenever. Wei Wuxian was uncomfortable wearing the 6-layered hanfu and fluttering robes as they hindered his movement. Lan Xichen in response let him wear only 3 layers of robes and specifically told the tailor to make some adjustments to Wei Wuxian's set of robes, so that the length of his sleeve and hems would be just right.
Wei Wuxian couldn't bother himself to walk elegantly or speak so gracefully. Lan Xichen never bothered to reprimand him either. Even if Lan Qiren tugged his beard and reminded Lan Xichen to teach his own spouse, Lan Xichen just smiled and said that he would tell Wei Wuxian properly, yet turned around and taught Wei Wuxian how to do a floating ghost walking instead. Don't run, just walk at a high speed.
Wei Wuxian favored TianziXiao so much and he was currently living in Gusu where he could get them every day. Lan Xichen didn't prohibit him from sneaking liquor into the Cloud Recesses. In return, however, the young man was choked with a bitter concoction once every few days.
Lan Xichen said, "It is a healthy nourishment made from various beneficial herbs. It is good for your body."
Even if Wei Wuxian rolled on the floor and made a tantrum, playing coquettish, unwilling to consume such a non-palatable liquid, Lan Xichen just laughed lightly. While smiling kindly, he would capture Wei Wuxian, and trap him in his arms. There's no way for him to throw a real tantrum just from drinking decoction. Wei Wuxian wasn't truly a squeamish person nor was he a picky eater. He could stuff anything to stay alive in his worst moment in life. In the end, Wei Wuxian still had to be mercilessly required to drink the supplement regardless.
Though, the effect of the supplement was indeed as he said, exceptionally worthwhile. Wei Wuxian realized his body had become more invigorated and refreshed. He could sleep well, eat well, think well, and play well. He didn't even feel fatigued after a long night of nighthunting, researching, or bed lingering. Even his skin had turned even more lustrous than they were originally. The last one was probably only his imagination.
Lan Xichen had always been like this.
Lenient but firm.
Indulgent but strict.
From the very first time when the Lan Sect Leader had duped him with a kind smile to drink bitter medicine without mercy, Wei Wuxian should have known that he was indeed this kind of person.
Some things, considering his status and responsibility as a Sect Leader, had to be carried out no matter what.
Wearing GusuLan Sect robes as his identity.
Bringing his sword to formal occasions as a courtesy.
However, Lan Xichen was truly kind to him.
He worked hard to bring forth his abilities so that Lan Qiren and other Elders had no opinion about him. Instead of criticizing Wei Wuxian's unorthodox cultivation path, he worked hard so that others could change their impression of his peculiar path. So far, Lan Xichen has bestowed him with a good environment to develop and explore his GuiDao further instead.
Lan Xichen had always been thoughtful and never made it difficult for him.
So Wei Wuxian wanted to be considerate and hoped not to make it difficult for him in return.
Wei Wuxian's face reflected on the gleaming and well-polished blade.
These past few months, whenever Lan Xichen was about to polish Liebing, he would offer to polish ChenQing along with his flute. Similarly, whenever he was polishing Shuoyue, he would also wordlessly take Suibian off the sword stance to be polished along with his sword. Despite the sword having never been unsheathed by the owner or being used at all.
He huffed slightly.
With a small smile, he strapped the hilt of Suibian back to his waist next to ChenQing.
Finally completing the handsome Sword Immortal's dashing and gallant look once again.