Absolutely not. He's drinking Meng Po soup the minute he returns back to the Ghost Valley because he cannot, in good conscious, let himself become a person that craves this. There's something exquisitely torturous about it, and Wen Kexing all but snarls against Lan Xichen's mouth in response, a hand blindly reaching out to grope along his chest, pinching in retaliation. )
Brute. ( There's very little actual admonishment in Wen Kexing's voice though, the word trailing off into wordless noise at the end either way. He feels too full, too warm, surrounded by Lan Xichen and his overly impressive stature. With a sigh, he falls back against the sheets more firmly, arching his back, turning his head to sink his teeth wordlessly into the meat of his own arm, not hard enough to break the skin but grounding in a way he needs. When he pulls away the skin is wet. ) Ah, there, there. You're a quick learner. I'll bet you'll be even more clever when you fuck me properly.
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Absolutely not. He's drinking Meng Po soup the minute he returns back to the Ghost Valley because he cannot, in good conscious, let himself become a person that craves this. There's something exquisitely torturous about it, and Wen Kexing all but snarls against Lan Xichen's mouth in response, a hand blindly reaching out to grope along his chest, pinching in retaliation. )
Brute. ( There's very little actual admonishment in Wen Kexing's voice though, the word trailing off into wordless noise at the end either way. He feels too full, too warm, surrounded by Lan Xichen and his overly impressive stature. With a sigh, he falls back against the sheets more firmly, arching his back, turning his head to sink his teeth wordlessly into the meat of his own arm, not hard enough to break the skin but grounding in a way he needs. When he pulls away the skin is wet. ) Ah, there, there. You're a quick learner. I'll bet you'll be even more clever when you fuck me properly.