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Lan Qiren was someone who had strict habits and schedules. He would note and arrange his itinerary for the day, week, or even next month in a meticulous order. Every time he finished his well-prepared agendas with perfection, he'd be filled with unprecedented satisfaction.
Consequently, Lan Qiren also had the habit of counting the almanac. Whenever he was about to start the day, he would spare some time to count the fortune for the day. He hated surprise because it ruined his perfect arrangement. Therefore, he wished to know even the slightest sign of bad fortune or good fortune in his day.
In contrary to his way of life, it was to be expected that Lan Qiren despised unruly people the most. Those people with unpredictable whims and spontaneous actions irked him to no end. They were often, the ones who had the potential to disrupt his meticulously arranged life.
Wei Wuxian was such a person.
Now his two nephews had also become such a person.
Looking at the colossus mirror floating majestically, shrouding the entire Gusu Mountain range, Lan Qiren felt the shortness of his breath.
At that moment, he remembered, that he forgot to count the almanac for today when he went out in the morning.
Fair enough, a huge surprise awaited him.
Modifying an existing rune in a talisman was not an easy job.
But it wasn't impossible.
After all, Wei Wuxian had done quite a similar work, reversing the runes in the House Protection Talisman into the Evil Attraction Talisman.
Furthermore, it wasn't like they're about to create another brand new path of Cultivation. This time, there wasn't only Wei Wuxian, but another 2 genius whose heads were filled with books and scrolls from the Library Pavilion. The three of them weren't in a life-and-death situation and didn't have a hole gaping in their stomach either.
It didn't take long to finish modifying the teleportation rune. Within 8 days, they finished their study and experimentation and were ready to be deployed.
Their group was soon divided into two. One party conducted the teleportation process in Kunlun Mountain, and another party prepared the other set of teleportation arrays in the Cloud Recesses. Lan Wangji went back first to Gusu to set up the receiving array. Lan Xichen and Wei Wuxian were left in Kunlun to take care of the transfer.
The two of them looked at the greenish light enveloping the gigantic mirror finally died down along with the vanishing mirror. The clouds and mists hanging in the valley gradually dispersed, revealing the tall and jagged peak of a cliff. The panorama around them suddenly appeared so clear from 360 degrees.
Lan Xichen took a deep breath. "It is done. Let's wait for Wangji's response before coming back."
He stretched out his hand to usher Wei Wuxian to sit at the nearby undulated stones. Wei Wuxian followed him obediently and the two sat side by side, silently gazing at the scenery that had become exceptionally clear. Lan Xichen hadn't released his wrist and was still holding his hand and massaging his palm absentmindedly.
"The Jade Charm..." Lan Xichen started.
"Hmm?"
"It is cracked...a little." Lan Xichen grasped his fingers in between Wei Wuxian's knuckles. "I will return it later after fixing it."
"...Okay."
Silence.
Wei Wuxian suddenly opened his mouth and spoke, "Zewu-Jun."
"Hm?"
"Have you eavesdropped enough before, in the gorge?"
"...What are you talking about?"
Wei Wuxian laughed lightly. "Nothing. I'm just wondering, Zewu-Jun is really an extraordinary person." He paused for a moment before he said in a low voice, "Extraordinary enough to generously provide opportunities for his DaoLu to be with another person."
After coming to Gusu, it's impossible for Wei Wuxian to not realize that Lan Wangji had never meant harm to him. On the contrary, he had always cared. He could feel Lan Wangji's affection. However, just because one had some affection and care for another, didn't necessarily mean a romantic attraction.
The very example of this was the affection Wei Wuxian had for Jiang Yanli. They weren't related by blood. Had no familial relationship legally either. He wholeheartedly cherished and cared for his Shijie, but did that mean he loved her romantically? He didn't. He heeded Lan Wangji's care for him in that kind of category.
But most importantly, after falling into Lan Xichen's hands, Wei Wuxian was simply preoccupied with his current life. He wasn't the type of someone who "Having a meal on his plate but still looking on the pot". He wasn't a person who got married to others and then started to wistfully wonder if his husband's brother was in love with him.
He wasn't dumb. Neither was he oblivious. He was just not in the situation to think so. Even if he had Lan Wangji in his heart unknowingly, he wasn't in the position to figure out his feelings and determine them as "romantic attraction".
Now that he knew the real form of Lan Wangji's regards, he began to realize more things that he hadn't noticed previously.
The Jade Charm that Lan Wangji had specially created for him, but Lan Xichen was the one who'd delivered it.
The countless arrangements of him working either in the Sect or outside with Lan Wangji, and it was also Lan Xichen who dispatched them together.
Lan Xichen had a longer experience reading Lan Wangji's emotions. It's impossible for Lan Xichen not to discover. He would even understand more of it, the kind of Lan Wangji's affection.
And yet, he still did what he did.
Wei Wuxian suddenly wondered, "...You, were you thinking of letting me go someday?"
His hand was grasped tightly. "Never."
Wei Wuxian's gaze fell on their locked hands. "Then, what were you thinking?"
Lan Xichen heaved a sigh. "I don't know."
He turned his head to glance at Wei Wuxian and smiled helplessly. "Wei-Gongzi, I really don't know anymore...What am I supposed to do? Do you think what I did, was it the right choice, or was it the wrong one? If it were you, what would you do?"
Wei Wuxian stared back at him in silence.
"...I don't know either."
It wasn't like a traitorous part of Lan Xichen's mind hadn't entertained the thought, If only Wangji could just forget Wei Wuxian, everything would have ended well. It's due to his inability to give up his feelings that caused Lan Xichen to fall into a dilemma. If only he could restrain his heart, wouldn't he, Lan Xichen be able to live happily and without concern now?
But whenever such thoughts emerged in his mind, another guilt would wash them down. Another part of his mind laughed mockingly at him for daring to feel indignant. How dare he fault Lan Wangji for his predicament? Why didn't he feel ashamed and think, If only he hadn't succumbed to his carnal desire back then, would anything ever happen to them?
From another point of view, all of this was a nasty fate. If back then he hadn't slept with Wei Wuxian in Jinlintai, nothing of the sort would have happened. No wedding occurred. No Wei Wuxian as his spouse came to be. No drama of a beloved person's interception ensued. All of this stemmed from that one night.
Lan Xichen understood. But he was unwilling to say that their marriage was a bad fate. He wouldn't want to think that having Wei Wuxian by his side was the wrong thing.
People would only regret things they felt dissatisfied about.
But Lan Xichen didn't regret having this ending.
And Wei Wuxian understood what he was thinking.
He laughed. "You're like this, have you really prepared yourself to see me hanging around with someone else? What will you do if I decide to give Lan Zhan a kiss?"
Lan Xichen was taken aback. "I..."
He struggled, but no words came out.
"...Or perhaps, what are you going to do if I decide from today onwards, I will rent just one room in the inn whenever we have jobs outside?"
"R-rent one room?"
"Yeah. And sleeping in one bed."
Lan Xichen's mind went blank.
He really hadn't thought about this.
"Don't do that yet..."
Wei Wuxian was suddenly enveloped in a tight embrace. Lan Xichen's voice was slightly muffled. "Wei-Gongzi, give me some more time...therefore, please, don't do anything yet..."
His hold tightened, as if he wanted to bury the young man into his chest. "Wait, wait until I am ready...Alright?"
Wei Wuxian leaned to him and curled his lip. "Oh? Then, when are you going to be ready?"
He tugged over Lan Xichen's forehead ribbon, letting the fabric come loose to his palm. "...Or, are you perhaps going to keep saying I'm not ready for the rest of your life?"
Lan Xichen, "..."
Feeling the person embracing him imperceptibly went stiff, Wei Wuxian laughed out loud and nuzzled into his neck. "Zewu-Jun, ahh.....Zewu-Jun, don't worry so much...I was just joking."
The next moment they knew, the two of them had been rolling on the hard stone slap.
Ribs against ribs. Arms circling with arms. Legs entangling with legs. The kiss was fierce was deep. Lan Xichen lifted his head for a moment to catch a breath, before leaning down again to capture his beloved's lips. His fingers slid down, caressing Wei Wuxian's neck until it reached the valley between his collarbones. The person beneath him gasped a little but it was soon drowned in between the heated kiss.
His fingers traveled downward, pressing against the other's chest. The weather on this mountaintop was awfully freezing, especially in such late Autumn. But his palm was warm against the slightly opened collar of Wei Wuxian's outfit. When he pressed down on his chest, Lan Xichen could feel his heartbeat accelerate, as if the Heart was grasped in his own palm.
Abruptly, the scene when he stabbed the mirror's manifestation earlier, resurfaced in his mind. He wondered, if it was truly Wei Wuxian and not a fake product, would he, Lan Xichen, be ruthless enough to annihilate him at the slightest betrayal?
But...Would Wei Wuxian ever betray him? At what point, or what kind of circumstances, were the young man decide it was fair to betray him?
Lan Xichen jolted from the sudden pain.
He lifted his head and rolled his tongue, feeling the numb feeling from its tip.
Wei Wuxian panted slightly below him. '"...You're distracted..."
He reached out to pull Lan Xichen down again and kissed his brows. "What are you thinking?" The kisses trailed into his nose and chin, Wei Wuxian parted his lips and gnawed on his defined jaw, leaving a toothy mark on it. "Don't tell me you're still worrying about the matter earlier. I told you, don't think too much..."
He cupped both of Lan Xichen's face and his eyes bent in a smile. "Look at me. Zewu-Jun, I am here in front of you, are you still going to be distracted by something else?"
"No more."
Lan Xichen leaned in closer to press their lips together once again. Both of them could feel how the corners of their mouths were stretched upward in a wide grin. Lan Xichen felt Wei Wuxian's eyes fluttered open and he followed the movement. It's hard to see at such a close distance, so their eyelids were lowered, gazing more at the connected point between their lips.
"Look at me" - kiss.
"I am kissing you now." - a lick on the lower lip.
"I will keep my eyes open." - a gentle suck on the corner of his lip.
"Let me see whatever you'll do to me." - a stick of the tongue prodding on the entrance.
It slipped inside and flicked the sensitive muscle lying quietly in the cavern. The teasing flicks on the sensitive part of his body sent tingles down Lan Xichen's spine, causing him to curl his fingers, grasping onto Wei Wuxian's collar. From his point of view, he could see how the pink soft flesh, glistening from both of their salivas, wriggled slowly, bridging their connected lips.
He saw how the bright pink tongue was retracted to the owner's mouth. In return, Wei Wuxian smiled and said gently, "Lan Xichen, right now I am properly looking at you..."
Lan Xichen's tongue went slack.
His long eyelashes visibly quivered.
Wei Wuxian's words didn't just promise him to look at what he would do at this moment.
Lan Xichen pressed their foreheads together, gently threading the silk strands of hairs between his fingers. His breath was hot, it retained the aroma of the Osmanthus tea that he drank not long ago. Then again, Wei Wuxian who had relished himself in Osmanthus wine would similarly taste the same. In this cold environment, they would see vapors emitting whenever they spoke.
"You said, you would look at me properly. Then, don't look away from me." He released the hands holding Wei Wuxian's head and raised his body to sit on the stone slap. "Not even for a second."
Wei Wuxian followed, bracing his elbow and lifting himself to sit. In front of him, Lan Xichen peeled his own robes one by one, slowly, as if peeling the layers of onion. Wei Wuxian gulped down, witnessing those gorgeous robes being taken off, gradually revealing likewise, a gorgeous figure.
Before the last inner robe was pulled down, Lan Xichen loosened his headpiece and set it aside. With no headpiece and his ribbon taken off by Wei Wuxian earlier, all the charisma and air of GusuLan Sect Leader vanished, leaving a breathtaking Beauty smiling softly at his sweetheart. His hands continued moving, taking off Wei Wuxian's robes with similar patients. Wei Wuxian watched with awe as the pair of beautiful hands carefully tugged on his sash, peeling the robes off his shoulder. His palms grazed upon his skin fleetingly.
They continued, until both of them were left in their underpants.
Now they sat facing each other, both bare of any threads covering their upper bodies.
Behind Lan Xichen was a vast expanse of rocky mountains enveloped in snow and swirls of clouds. The morning sun in late Autumn shone coldly, bathing his figure, and casting a soft glow in his shadow. On the contrary, behind Wei Wuxian was the other part of the Kunlun Mountains. Reddish hills bordered with the autumn scenery of some grassland. The morning sun directly reflected on his face, bright and radiant.
The two of them marveled at each other's visage and sighed in admiration almost at the same time.
Wei Wuxian laughed and tickled his chin with his knuckles. "Do you like what you see?"
"I like it." Lan Xichen stretched out his right hand to brush up on the scar of Wen brand on his chest. His gaze was faint. Wei Wuxian didn't even know the name of the maiden whose face was spared from such a nasty scar.
He looked up and parted his lips, reiterating, "Everything about you. I like it."
Your appearance. Your character. Your resilience. Your brilliance. Your intellect. Your heart. Your entire being. Even the bad habits that you had, made me smile in my tough days.
He didn't regret having Wei Wuxian by his side. His only regret was not knowing the man way earlier.
Wei Wuxian smiled softly. "Then, you can have him however you like."
Lan Xichen did exactly what he was told.
He pulled Wei Wuxian closer, once again, kissing his lover's lips. The four petals smacked against each other, feeling the tenderness of the flesh whenever they collided. Eventually, he pressed their mouths closely, moving to nibble on Wei Wuxian's lower lip.
Wei Wuxian curled his fingers as he felt the sharp canines graze upon the delicate flesh. He was thrown in desperately wanting those canines to chew on his lips, even the imaginary pain from when they entrenched upon his flesh gave him an exhilarating thought. He succumbed to his desire and panted, "...Bite me.."
Lan Xichen obeyed and embedded his teeth in the center of his lower lip. He heard Wei Wuxian sigh in pleasure as he slowly chewed on it.
His hands wrapped around Wei Wuxian's figure, caressing his back, the curve of his spine, and the dip in the back of his waist. When those fingers traced his tailbone, Wei Wuxian shuddered from the touch and grabbed Lan Xichen's upper arms tightly. The young man parted his mouth, inviting Lan Xichen to explore. There's no need to linger, Lan Xichen captured that soft muscle, rolling their tongues together and giving it a good suck.
"Mmhhh..." Wei Wuxian gasped for breath.
Lan Xichen parted away and appreciated the expression that his beloved made because of him.
He soon dived in again, tilting Wei Wuxian's chin slightly, tracing the underside of his jaw, and feeling the movement of his throat when he gulped down the overflowing saliva. His gaze went stagnant for a second. The next moment, Wei Wuxian cried out when Lan Xichen opened his mouth and sucked on his skin deeply, leaving a blooming red mark on the side of Wei Wuxian's neck. He wished everyone would see who this person belonged to.
"Wei-Gongzi, you are cold." Lan Xichen commented as he traced downward, nose nudging on Wei Wuxian's shoulder.
"Umm...and Zewu-Jun, you're warm..." Wei Wuxian's voice trembled as Lan Xichen's lips breezed upon the expanse of his chest.
Cold winds constantly blew on the mountaintop, bringing icy cold air. The surface of Wei Wuxian's body was numb from the chill. On the contrary, Lan Xichen's body was hot. Even the tip of his fingers brought heat upon contact. Every bit of skin that Lan Xichen touched felt like they were being electrified.
Lan Xichen parted from his collarbone and was about to gnaw on his shoulder, but suddenly, Wei Wuxian gasped in pleasure.
He was thrown into confusion for a moment, but soon realized why.
They were bereft of any clothes. Their torso had long been exposed to the frosty air. Even without any stimulation, the two points on their chests were hardened from the chill. When Lan Xichen looked downward, he noticed how, when their chest leaned closer, the firm buds were inadvertently rubbed against each other. Wei Wuxian looked down as well and took a deep breath. Lan Xichen's chest muscles were more prominent than his. But they were hard with no softness at all. Even the color of the buds on his chest was light, similar to his lips. Likewise, Wei Wuxian's, were also similar to his lips. Swollen and reddish. Coupled with his pale and currently chilly skin, they looked like a Plum Blossom falling on the frozen snow.
"Ahh! No...don't..." Wei Wuxian groaned in protest when Lan Xichen bent down to give a teasing lick on the reddish dot.
The wet and hot tongue rolled slowly, lapping around the areola. He pulled and twirled the other nipple, earning more pleasant whimpers from the owner. Within just a few strokes, both nipples stood erect, and protruded even more. Lan Xichen himself shuddered, feeling the sensation of those cold buds inside his mouth when he sucked into them.
His eyelids fluttered as he suddenly had a wild thought. An abrupt urge to better feel something colder. And he knew exactly what it was. His left hand circling Wei Wuxian's waist suddenly slithered to the front. It stopped upon the bulge on Wei Wuxian's crotch.
The next moment Wei Wuxian knew, he was pushed to lie down gently. His underpants was pulled aside, leaving his thigh bare. "Uhmmmm...mmhhh!!" When later he felt his manhood was put into a wet and warm place, he couldn't stop his loud moan from slipping out.
He jolted himself awake, propping himself to see the scene down there.
"Zew, Zewu-Jun..." He called out tremblingly as he saw Lan Xichen bending down, settling himself between Wei Wuxian's legs.
His hair slid down from his shoulder, forming a black curtain. The end of the long hairs trailed further, and pooled around Wei Wuxian's hips. Lan Xichen looked up, catching Wei Wuxian's stare, deliberately, the light-colored lips kissed the tip of his gland before sending the length into his mouth once again.
As expected, the young man's member was like a frozen stick. Both of them felt a pleasurable sensation when the length was devoured in the warm cavern.
Right now, Wei Wuxian finally understood the feeling Lan Xichen had when he gave him a blow job. He also understood the sudden surge of desire when he tasted it for the first time. He couldn't prevent his family jewel from immediately standing proudly.
This was Lan Xichen! The person he admired in his heart!
Wei Wuxian felt his limbs weakened and he was about to collapse on the stone slap. However, Lan Xichen's right hand suddenly grasped his arm and kept him half-sitting. Letting him continue looking at what Lan Xichen was doing.
The more Wei Wuxian stared at the scene, the more unbearable it was for him. The elegant and impeccable Zewu-Jun was lowering his head to please him. Lan Xichen's expression was faint, just looking at his eyes, there was nothing to detect. He didn't look like someone who was currently swallowing Wei Wuxian's shaft vigorously. Seemingly wanting to melt the frozen rod into his mouth.
"...Let go." Wei Wuxian panted, "Zewu, Jun, I, I'm about..."
Lan Xichen caught his words. But instead of withdrawing, he stirred his tongue at the head, intensifying the stimulation.
Wei Wuxian felt his vision blanked out for a moment. With a cry, a shot of his essence burst out. Lan Xichen coughed for a while, easing his throat. He released his hold on Wei Wuxian's arm slowly, letting the young man finally collapse on his back.
Lan Xichen propped his arms and hovered on top of him.
"Wei-Gongzi, do you finally understand now how I felt back then?"
"...Umm." Wei Wuxian replied in an inaudible hum.
It wasn't that they couldn't last long and come in minutes. But the stimulation from the tumultuous thoughts was too great!
There was a smile on his lips as Lan Xichen heard his response. He was pleased with Wei Wuxian's state of bliss.
Currently, Wei Wuxian was completely bare. Lying naked on a random rock in the open. His hair was disheveled from the strong wind, now spreading haphazardly on the ground. The stone slap wasn't a large bed. Wei Wuxian's legs were long. One of them slanted crookedly, falling aside. His posture was ridiculous. His appearance was graceless. However, this person had always been like this. Even if he wore a potato sack he would still look good. Even this silly and indecent appearance made him look irresistible instead.
Lan Xichen felt his breath become heavier.
He wanted to claim this person.
He wanted Wei Wuxian to feel him.
Lan Xichen pulled him up to sit once again. "Wei-Gongzi..."
His fingers traced the young man's tight abdomen. His other hand braced his lower body, lifting Wei Wuxian's hips slightly and putting him to sit on his lap sideways. Lan Xichen squeezed his thigh in passing as he spread his legs apart. The lean muscle on his waist bent easily, folding Wei Wuxian's figure and letting him witness the pink chrysanthemum pulsating nervously due to the owner's mood.
Wei Wuxian gulped down his saliva. Leaning onto Lan Xichen's shoulder, he knew what Lan Xichen was going to show him. He couldn't nullify the strange anticipation in his heart either. The thought sent heat to gather in his stomach.
Lan Xichen rummaged around his Qiankun pouch and took out a small jar from it. When he scooped up the viscous content, Wei Wuxian noticed the scent and texture were different from the healing balm. "What is that?"
Glancing over to his side, Lan Xichen replied, "It's something I created not long ago. I haven't had time to use it with you but you were already asking me to go on a trip. Well, there's no chance to use it during the journey either."
He smiled and slathered the generous amount around the rims. "...But we can finally use it now."
"...What medicinal properties?" Wei Wuxian asked him with difficulty.
Lan Xichen's brown pupils glinted mischievously. "Hmmm...?" He hummed, irritatingly long, with a deep timbre from his chest.
"Well...I should probably thank the Jin Clan for introducing me to those kinds of pharmaceutical products..."
Wei Wuxian, "..."
The surface of his skin was cold. Wei Wuxian couldn't feel it when it just had contact with his rims, but when Lan Xichen started to poke and slip inside, he took a sharp breath and squirmed in reflex. Lan Xichen's right hand steadily put him in place.
A crawling-like sensation soon engulfed the inside of Wei Wuxian's posterior cavity. Contrary to his cold skin, the passage inside was damp and warm. The coldness from the viscous liquid was a sharp contrast.
Wei Wuxian groaned lowly, either from the strange discomfort or the tingling sensation. "You, Zewu-Jun, you...were you researching how to especially, make this...?"
Lan Xichen sighed. "What can I say? Wei-Gongzi, you like to study and research new Cultivation techniques yourself. You should understand. And I'm nothing but a Medical Cultivator. My mind can't help but wander to some herbs and their medicinal properties, thinking that they should make you feel even better..."
His mouth was explaining patiently in a gentle voice, but the movement of his fingers wasn't peaceful at all. After successfully entering the first and second fingers, it sent the third fingers in, actively stirring the warm passage. The finger pads kneaded onto the flesh wall, curling and making a digging motion, inciting another series of gasps from Wei Wuxian.
The sight of Lan Xichen's slender and deft fingers feeling him up and down there had caused his mind to be rather disoriented. His cheeks flushed from the pleasure and shame. He turned his head to look at Lan Xichen's face and saw him concentrating on his deed. For some reason, Wei Wuxian felt the serious expression on his face looked exceptionally attractive.
Lan Xichen was focusing on the movement of his hand down there. But Wei Wuxian felt the bulge pressing on his butt was getting bigger and more eminent.
He...Lan Xichen was getting aroused. Just from looking at him like this. Lan Xichen wanted him. Desire him. At this realization, Wei Wuxian's mind went into a daze.
He let Lan Xichen do whatever he wanted to him.
He complied when he was shifted in his position, in Lan Xichen's lap.
When he knew it, his back hole had been penetrated by the painfully erect member. The delicate entrance was stretched wide, welcoming back the ingress of the familiar visitor. The rims shrunk, trying to eat up every bit of veins of the foreign organ.
Wei Wuxian grasped Lan Xichen's shoulder and slammed his hips down, swallowing the entire length inside. He gasped rather loudly as he did so.
"Wei-Gongzi..." Lan Xichen sighed contently.
The medicinal properties weren't just affecting the inner wall, it's working on his manhood as well. The texture gave a strange slick-like sensation, with the effect as if some bubbles kept popping against his entire length.
Wei Wuxian braced himself on his shoulder, catching his breath.
He looked up afterward and grinned. "Storytellers should write a story. That day when Wei Wuxian was stabbed by Zewu-Jun's Divine Sword in the Snowy Peak."
Lan Xichen pulled him closer and kissed his brows. "Would you like me to write them down for you?"
Wei Wuxian froze for a second. Imagining the dignified Lan Sect Leader suddenly changed career into a pornographic bookseller, he threw his head backward, letting out unconstrained laughter.
"Hahaha...Zewu-Jun, Zewu-Jun, that's it! What a great idea. If your Uncle can't stand our antic no more and kicked us out, we'll have a sure firm career waiting for us ahead."
Lan Xichen blinked slowly and smiled. "Yes."
Right now, Wei Wuxian sensed no more chill. His entire body was on fire. Cold sweats trickled down his temple. He licked his lips and suddenly asked, "Do you...want me to move myself?"
The answer to his question was Lan Xichen relaxing his body and leaning backward.
So Wei Wuxian started to move, rolling his hips slowly. The perky behind was grabbed and stroked by Lan Xichen's free hands. The white buns were pressed and kneaded in his palms, the flesh looked like they were spilling from between his fingers.
As Wei Wuxian raised his hips slightly and sank once again, the more he repeated the thrusting motion, the louder the squelching sound from the lubricating liquid followed. He merely paused for a beat, before curling his lip and looking up at Lan Xichen. Marvelling at his face, his expression whenever Wei Wuxian clamped his muscles tight, gripping the manhood inside firmly, before releasing it again.
The transparent viscous liquid flowed out from the rims, staining Lan Xichen's abdomen. Both of them were focusing their every sense on the connected point of their body. The fierce howling of the wind was drowned out by the sound of gurgling moisture.
Lan Xichen took one of Wei Wuxian's hands and brought the fingertips to his mouth. The dexterous fingers were nibbled one by one. The pads of fingertips were rather sensitive, and Wei Wuxian shuddered when they were licked gently. His saliva dripped onto his wrist, and Lan Xichen also trailed his kiss, sucking on the inner side of his wrist.
There was an intense pleasure from behind, and a tantalizing sight in front.
Wei Wuxian's movement faltered, but at this point, he discovered the right spot inside and grunted lowly.
He braced his palms onto Lan Xichen's torso, and started to snap his hips into that particular angle. He shoved harder, wiggling his waist, grinding the flesh wall into the tip of Lan Xichen's gland, and squirming around its entire shaft. His lips continued to spill uncontrollable moans. "Zewu-Jun, Zewu-Jun...It's too deep...unghhh...I can't, can't anymore...ahh...ummhhh," He cried out incoherently.
Despite his mumbling, Wei Wuxian kept pounding and kept chasing that profound pleasure.
Lan Xichen's eyelashes trembled slightly at the calls. He properly enjoyed the flattering sucking of the narrow path and how the part of himself was pushed deep inside every time.
Somehow, in the back of his mind, Wei Wuxian wondered how loud and lewd were his moans. What would he look like in Lan Xichen's eyes?
As Wei Wuxian felt Lan Xichen's gaze bore heavily into him, he wondered what kind of delightful sight he was to behold.
In Lan Xichen's eyes, the charming young man, the person who was smiling flamboyantly on weekdays, his beloved, he was currently looking so overwhelmed by pleasure. His face was flushed red, eyes twinkling in bliss, the long hair messily draped on his slender frame.
It was such a Beauty.
And Wei Wuxian looked that way because of him.
The organ inside began to swell, stretching the rims to its fullest capacity, fully shaping the shaft entrenched deep into the flesh tunnel.
Wei Wuxian took a deep breath and slammed his hips several times more. At last, his muscles spasmed, and he clenched as hard as he could onto the rounded head.
With a groan Wei Wuxian reached his orgasm and felt Lan Xichen also release his essence inside, flooding his entrance.
Wei Wuxian no longer had any energy and soon rolled to the side, gasping.
After a while, he suddenly laughed.
"Good grief, Zewu-Jun, this is a sacred mountain. Deities may be watching us!"
Lan Xichen's breath hitched for a while.
He turned to his side and wrapped his arms around his Cultivation Partner, kissing his lips gently.
"If Immortals above are watching us here, that will be good news. It means the passage to the Heavenly Realm has been opened, isn't it?"
"Pfft. Then, you better perform well so that even Celestial Beings will be impressed~" Wei Wuxian clung to his neck and whispered.
Lan Xichen looked at him deeply. "It's you who said it."
Thenceforth, Zewu-Jun was encouraged to "perform" exceedingly well.
From morning to night.
From having the blue sky as the roof to having the clear river of stars as the canopy.