[He sucks in a sharp breath at the nip, but his hands grip Wuxian only tighter. He wants more of that! He wants more kisses! He wants more of everything.
This pace is driving him crazy! He can't take it any more. He reaches down and takes one of Wuxian's wrists in his. He quickly ties his ribbon around it and then draws it in front of his husband's chest, breaking their kiss to do the same to the other.]
[Wei Wuxian is grinning and breathless as the kiss breaks - as happy as he was to take his time, he loves when he manages to push Lan Zhan enough that he takes control like this, and he doesn't resist when his husband pulls his wrists in together]
[He swears his husband did this on purpose. He'd been trying to contain himself, but it was proving to be much too difficult. He really just wanted to pound his husband into the mattress.]
It's overdue.
[He grips his husband's thighs and hoists both of them up. Turning, he tosses his ornery lover onto the bed. With a smirk, he steps out of his silk trousers and leans in to strip the ones off of his husband's hips as well.]
You were right though. You are going to make me feel really good.
[Gods but he loves it when his husband gets like this. The fact that Lan Zhan is strong enough to so easily manhandle him onto the bed sends a thrill through him every time. He lands with a slight bounce and an honest to goodness delighted giggle before dropping his bound hands onto the pillow above his head and giving the other man a seductive grin, letting his eyes roam hungrily over his body now all of it is exposed]
Good, you know how much I like to make you feel good... [His eyes flick back up to his husband's face] I'm all yours, Lan Zhan.
[He runs his hands along his husband's body as he crawled over him. He lowers his head to leave kisses along his thighs, stomach, and chest. He places his knees comfortably in between Wei Wuxian's legs and lets his weight settle over the other man's form.
He delves in against pale, tender skin along his shoulder and neck to catch small pinches between his teeth. The bites quickly became harder and rolled his hips tauntingly against Wuxian's crotch.
After a particularly sharp bite, he soothed the sting with his tongue.]
Who do you belong to, my love? I want to hear your voice.
[He squirms happily at the trail of kisses, legs spreading wantonly to both give his husband better access and leave room for him to kneel between them. A blissful sigh leaves his lips as the weight settles on top of him and he grins, letting his head fall back as those kisses and nips draw a series of pleasured gasps, the roll of his hips earning a moan]
L-Lan Zhan... I belong to you, body and soul, my love.
[His heart flutters in his chest hearing the breathy confirmation. His lips find Wuxian's again and he delves deep, sliding his tongue along his husband's.
He lifts Wuxian's legs one by one to rest against his shoulders, forcing the other man's body to curl and ass cheeks to spread. He reaches for the small jar nestled in the top corner of their bed, obscured from view by pillows. Moving the lid, he dips his fingers into scented oil. He brought his hand in between Wuxian's legs, letting a drop land in between his cheeks and slip down his butt. However, he didn't touch him yet.]
[His legs settle comfortably against Lan Zhan and he doesn't even mind the bend - this is a well-practiced move by now and he's more than flexible enough to be manhandled into position without strain.
The drip of oil makes him squirm, pouting at Lan Zhan for teasing him so, but there's still anticipation gleaming in his eyes and the pout is definitely just for show]
I'll be good for you, I promise.
[Of course they both know that's a lie, but it's one told playfully, and his tone is appropriately contrite]
He might be playing up the roughness just a little because of their game, but nothing he'd think Wuxian wouldn't enjoy.
He grins at the obedient answer, but smooths a hand down one ass cheek. Abruptly, his palm is lifted and slaps back down against the fleshy skin. "That's for earlier." He moves his hand back and slaps the reddening skin again.
Before Wuxian can say anything, his mouth is being smothered in another heated kiss.
The smack on his ass earns a gasp of surprise, though Wei Ying feels a flood of arousal immediately afterwards - he'll pretend he doesn't, of course, but he loves it when his husband gets like this, there's just something delicious about that sting.
He surrenders gleefully to the kiss, kissing back with desperate hunger.
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This was it! At least one of us had it!
This pace is driving him crazy! He can't take it any more. He reaches down and takes one of Wuxian's wrists in his. He quickly ties his ribbon around it and then draws it in front of his husband's chest, breaking their kiss to do the same to the other.]
Re: This was it! At least one of us had it!
[Wei Wuxian is grinning and breathless as the kiss breaks - as happy as he was to take his time, he loves when he manages to push Lan Zhan enough that he takes control like this, and he doesn't resist when his husband pulls his wrists in together]
Does that mean it's time for my punishment then?
[His tone is innocent, but his gaze is eager]
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It's overdue.
[He grips his husband's thighs and hoists both of them up. Turning, he tosses his ornery lover onto the bed. With a smirk, he steps out of his silk trousers and leans in to strip the ones off of his husband's hips as well.]
You were right though. You are going to make me feel really good.
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[Gods but he loves it when his husband gets like this. The fact that Lan Zhan is strong enough to so easily manhandle him onto the bed sends a thrill through him every time. He lands with a slight bounce and an honest to goodness delighted giggle before dropping his bound hands onto the pillow above his head and giving the other man a seductive grin, letting his eyes roam hungrily over his body now all of it is exposed]
Good, you know how much I like to make you feel good... [His eyes flick back up to his husband's face] I'm all yours, Lan Zhan.
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He delves in against pale, tender skin along his shoulder and neck to catch small pinches between his teeth. The bites quickly became harder and rolled his hips tauntingly against Wuxian's crotch.
After a particularly sharp bite, he soothed the sting with his tongue.]
Who do you belong to, my love? I want to hear your voice.
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[He squirms happily at the trail of kisses, legs spreading wantonly to both give his husband better access and leave room for him to kneel between them. A blissful sigh leaves his lips as the weight settles on top of him and he grins, letting his head fall back as those kisses and nips draw a series of pleasured gasps, the roll of his hips earning a moan]
L-Lan Zhan... I belong to you, body and soul, my love.
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He lifts Wuxian's legs one by one to rest against his shoulders, forcing the other man's body to curl and ass cheeks to spread. He reaches for the small jar nestled in the top corner of their bed, obscured from view by pillows. Moving the lid, he dips his fingers into scented oil. He brought his hand in between Wuxian's legs, letting a drop land in between his cheeks and slip down his butt. However, he didn't touch him yet.]
Are you going to continue to misbehave?
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[His legs settle comfortably against Lan Zhan and he doesn't even mind the bend - this is a well-practiced move by now and he's more than flexible enough to be manhandled into position without strain.
The drip of oil makes him squirm, pouting at Lan Zhan for teasing him so, but there's still anticipation gleaming in his eyes and the pout is definitely just for show]
I'll be good for you, I promise.
[Of course they both know that's a lie, but it's one told playfully, and his tone is appropriately contrite]
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He grins at the obedient answer, but smooths a hand down one ass cheek. Abruptly, his palm is lifted and slaps back down against the fleshy skin. "That's for earlier." He moves his hand back and slaps the reddening skin again.
Before Wuxian can say anything, his mouth is being smothered in another heated kiss.
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The smack on his ass earns a gasp of surprise, though Wei Ying feels a flood of arousal immediately afterwards - he'll pretend he doesn't, of course, but he loves it when his husband gets like this, there's just something delicious about that sting.
He surrenders gleefully to the kiss, kissing back with desperate hunger.