Everything? You don't even know what I've been dreaming about. Don't they teach you to be cautious here? Tch.
( To think his ill-temper so easily soothed by some sweet little compliment. Wen Kexing thought he'd hardened his heart a little better against that, but coming here has prove himself very, very wrong. )
Ah, Sect Leader Lan has such a silver tongue. Tell me, have you been unleashing it on all manner of innocents in my absense? ( He finds himself curious about it. Certainly he'd done his fair share of sleeping around after he lost his own virginity - a nice girl who'd cemented that girls were surely not for him - and it would make sense that Lan Xichen did so similarly. It doesn't mean he can't feel a little jealous. Nor that he can't tease. ) We'll have to start warning people, were that the case.
[ Wen Kexing is charmingly naïve if he thinks Xichen's affections stray so easily, planted as firmly as the mountain on which he lives. Instead of rushing them down the road toward the no doubt chattering instead of studying juniors, he twirls a fingers around a long strand of brown hair where it falls over Wen Kexing's collar and chest, smoothing it down as an excuse to touch him (he remembers those nipples are sensitive). Taking in the sight of him, he shakes his head and evenly replies. ]
You left a handful of months ago. [ Patient, dark eyes smile. ] The season hasn't even changed, so why should my feelings for you?
( He receives a flutter of eyelashes in return, Wen Kexing's smile sweet and ever-increasing. ) Ah, I forgot, your sect requires you to live like a monk.
( Easier to blame that than to put some worth on Lan Xichen's affections. He wonders what the other man would think were he to know how Wen Kexing has spent those months - murder aside, assassination attempt also aside. Would he be unhappy to know how many times he'd tried to tumble someone not Lan Xichen, and had failed? Would the failing soothe him?
Instead of speaking Wen Kexing leans against the palm on his chest, eyes bright. )
[ That almost makes him laugh, reading the course of Wen Kexing's thoughts as best he can from his words. A monk? Yes, but ... he admires those fluttering lashes and lovely eyes, pensive as he brings a thumb up to trace soft lips, gaze flicking between. ]
You think I have had no opportunity to take another lover. [ His head cocks thoughtfully, surprised. ] Does the thought of my being with another trouble you so?
[ That is terribly, awfully cute. He never would have imagined Wen Kexing that jealous. ]
( But it comes out a little petulant, a little sullen, Wen Kexing's bottom lip pushing out slightly into a pout before he schools his expression into something more neutral. )
You can sleep with whoever you like. I certainly do.
( A sniff, and then he's stepping out of Lan Xichen's reach, one eyebrow arched. )
[ He never expected Wen Kexing to do something as romantic as hold Xichen apart and forgo other lovers, so he isn't as wounded by the implication that he was replaced as he could be, and a lot of what jealousy he does feel is balmed by the fact Wen Kexing ran (literally) all the way back up Xichen's mountain anyway.
He takes a step forward, reaching for a waist to snag and reel back again. If he can! ]
There have been visitors and I have travelled a little, but no one has caught my eye the same way you did. My a-Xing in his garden of red is all I see at night.
( He lets himself be tugged back, hands moving to Lan Xichen's shoulders where he not-so-subtly traces out the shape of them through his robes. A lot of it is an act, Wen Kexing is often overly dramatic to a fault, if only because it generally stops people from seeing the true emotion underneath. But for a second he lets it drop, gaze sweeping thoughtfully over the other man's face.
Jealousy is an emotion he's well used to. He covets. But still, it's strange to feel it now. )
None of them could compare.
( Honesty? In this economy? )
You've done something to me. ( Bewitched him, maybe. Or better yet, just shown him a crumb of kindness. Of course Wen Kexing would be utterly changed after that. ) Is that secretly what you cultivate? Skills enough to ruin all other men by making them incomparable? ( The dramatics creep ever back, his voice exasperated. ) It's been months.
[ Now he does arch a brow and look a little pleased with himself, but his arms are fastened around Wen Kexing and he refuses to let him go a second time. As a charmed smile breaks, he nudges a nose with his and lets a kiss ghost into place. Light and catching, lip to lip. Time to reassure his darling. ]
I've taken no lovers. Wanted no others. The memory of how you felt around me [ a slow blink admits and admires in one, ] has been a dream and a torment.
[ He wants to kiss him properly but refrains, cupping the back of Wen Kexing's head to tighten a gentle fist in his hair. ]
Did you come back so that I can love every inch of you again, sweetheart? My good boy, [ with a purr, ] who needs me inside him?
( There's no hiding the full bodied shudder that ripples through Wen Kexing's body, nor the sudden pinking of his cheeks. He had thought this time around he'd have a better handle on himself but that seems to have left him completely within seconds of Lan Xichen's attention being given. He's suddenly too warm, flustered, torn between huffing like an angry cat and leaning into it. )
I came back - ( He starts, breathless, before clearing his throat and trying to wrangle some of the archness back into his tone. ) - I came back so you could fuck me properly.
( How is it that he's usually the one with the purple prose, but here he ends up falling into more courser communication? Probably because Lan Xichen is a siren sent to tempt him. But Wen Kexing isn't entirely helpless, he lowers his eyelashes a little, something imploring in his gaze. ) But if you're not going to then I can certainly find someone who might.
[ All the huffing and pouting (ah, the game is on) is endlessly endearing, rewarded with a light kiss that ghosts over Wen Kexing's lips. Xichen slides a hand around to pet a sash, then lower to feel the body beneath those robes over a navel with firm pressure. ]
It wasn't enough that I stretched you all the way to here, last time?
( Of course it wasn't. Wen Kexing had never been fucked like that in his life and now he knows what it feels like, of course it isn't enough. His palm sweeps, down one of Lan Xichen's arms, curling around his wrist. With a grin, bottom lip caught between his teeth, he lets his gaze drift over the still blissfully empty mountainside to confirm the absense of other people before he presses that hand lower, against the space where Wen Kexing is already half hard. )
I've thought about it since. Do you know some nights I used my own fingers? ( Wickedly. ) They're long, for fingers, but not quite as long as your cock. ( He rolls his hips against Lan Xichen's palm, humming. And then he's breaking away again, flitting back into his own space like a hummingbird, his voice returning to a normal volume. ) You have disciples to assuage, mm?
[ Oh. Oh. He wastes no time in fitting the curve of his palm to that burgeoning cock and strokes lightly, eyes fixed on Wen Kexing just as the other man plans for them to be. Xichen can feel heat pooling at the back of his neck and sliding down his spine, warming him in the cool garden as he pictures those long, fabled fingers trying to get as deep as he did ...
Blinking as he's left with nothing, he snatches Wen Kexing's wrist as he turns away to walk up the mountain. Not, notably, in the direction he came. If his voice sounds rougher, well. ]
( He laughs loudly, the soaring of a bird across the top of trees, letting himself be tugged along in Lan Xichen's wake. )
Oh? Does Lan Huan have something else to do in mind?
( He's so very pleased with himself, the shape of his smile coming through in the tone of his voice. He lets himself ogle the other man greedily, gaze heavy on the shape of his waist. )
[ The clasp on a wrist slides to Wen Kexing's hand as he leads him over small bridges and through winding pathways, taking a short-cut through the woods. Eyeing him flatly, he nudges him with an elbow. ]
It's everything you are. [ Looking ahead, he sighs as if put-upon. ] Irresistible.
( Because Wen Kexing has never claimed to be anything but wicked, he uses the cover of the forest to spin Lan Xichen around, backing him against a particularly sturdy looking tree, hands moving to curl possessively around his waist. He grins as he does so, mischievous, bottom lip caught between his own teeth and his head tipped to the side, a bird studying something interesting. )
Am I?
( There's very little space between them, but Wen Kexing closes the remainder easily, pressing the line of his body against Lan Xichen's own. There are a dozen layers between them, but he can feel the other man's burning heat, and he smiles once more, a flicker of sweetness. His nose nudges against Lan Xichen's cheek, mouths scant inches apart. )
[ Spun as he is, he takes to it gamely and drapes his arms around Wen Kexing in turn to smooth up and down his back, bringing him in even as the little fox in his arms sinks forward to close the distance. Tilting his head into the not-kiss he speaks over those teasing lips too, refusing to capture them as they nestle against their tree. ]
If you seduce me here, you'll never get to see the surprise I have for you.
( A contemplative hum as he strokes one hand over Lan Xichen's side, something heavy-lidded about his gaze. ) I could seduce you here, couldn't I? ( It's a little thrilling, he thinks, to be able to. The power is a heady one. Wen Kexing has always prided himself on his abilities no matter the source and this is no different. He grins again, just the corner of his mouth lifting to reveal the sharp edge of his teeth. His other hand lifts, to curl around Lan Xichen's strong jawline, thumb brushing lightly over the bow of his bottom lip. )
I might be amenable to the wait, but that depends on the surprise. ( Cheekily. ) Will it be worth it?
[ Maybe the tree really is all they need, he thinks as Wen Kexing pets his jaw and teases. But, no, Xichen knows the Cold Springs will delight him once revealed. ]
In involves getting very, very wet.
[ Just to be cryptic about it as he smiles, leaning in to capture a soft kiss, a hint of a lick tasting the seam of those alluring lips ... self-control, he reminds himself, have some self-control. You are in the woods. ]
( A short, sharp inhale. The grip on his backside has him crowding Lan Xichen back into the space against the tree, and he finally, finally presses his lips to the scant space above those high collared robes, smile brushing against his skin. ) We're already outside.
( But -- the promise of privacy is a natural lure. Wen Kexing is not against a little public indecency, but he does very much want to take his time. So he grazes his teeth at the same spot he'd lain his kiss and with great effort pulls himself back. He flicks his hair back over his shoulder, trying to look as uncaring as possible even with the heat burning in his gaze. )
All right. Since you're so adamant. ( Lofty. ) It better be worth it.
[ They can't get to the Cold Springs fast enough for Xichen's liking, not with the warm phantom pressure of those lips on his neck. He takes Wen Kexing by the hand and flashes him a wink, there and gone, and leads him deeper into the woods of the mountain. ]
Don't mind the snow and frost, it isn't chilly inside.
[ Only cold, tepid at best, and the healing properties are a distraction from that. The sound of water permeates the usual forest noises as he leads him down a well-concealed hillside of stone stairs, a humble waterfall permanently decorated in twinkling snow around the edges supplying a crystal-clear spring at the bottom. Winter flowers bloom all around the edges in whites and blues, and the only sign of man-made influence is the carved benches to the side for their clothing and the steps down into the water.
( It's pretty, is the thing. Wen Kexing might fancy himself a city boy, but he's not immune to the grandeur of a natural wonder. He pauses by the side of the spring, keen gaze taking it all in. A hum and he's crouching to run fingers through the water, the chill of it not all that unpleasant, but he still has to look up with an incredulous glance. )
It's all right for you, he of the massive phallus. The cold would probably just make you look more than adequate instead of the usual personal challenge.
( He rises, using those damp, cold fingers to once again cradle Lan Xichen's face, sweet despite the teasing of his words. ) A nice surprise from a nice boy. You'll have to promise to warm me up.
[ 'Massive phallus', he has to shake and duck his head at that, laughing in embarrassment. He looks up when that cool hand slides along his cheek, resting their foreheads together ... although he's busy unravelling a belt and sash, loosening his way inside Wen Kexing's robes, too. Warming him up, yes. ]
That was entirely the idea.
[ Like the hot mouth that fastens onto the exposed side of Wen Kexing's neck and sucks, teeth light pressure as Xichen hums low in his throat and starts working on a lovebite. He can multitask, especially when it comes to getting his clever, eager lover naked. ]
The waters also have healing properties ...
[ Which he mentions between working over that neck, for no reason. None. ]
( Oh, but Lan Xichen is so cute. Wen Kexing lets his clothes be tugged at without protest, shrugging out of his fine over layer with ease once his belt and sash are removed. He moves his own hands to do the same for Lan Xichen, with a lot more groping of his waist for the effort. The sucking kiss at his throat has him tilting his head to bare the skin better, a light shudder shivering down his back. )
Are you planning to so abuse this poor body with your greedy touch that I might need healed from it?
( If he weren't so absolutely sure of who caused the attempt on his life, he might for a second consider that somehow Lan Xichen knew who he was and had been part of it. What better way to get at the Ghost Valley Master than when he's vulnerable? But no, he's been careful. And Lan Xichen is just ... sweet. Of course he would mention the true purpose of said spring while divesting Wen Kexing of his clothes. So instead he laughs, places a pretty kiss against the other man's mouth, eagerly wriggling free of his two many layers. When he is bare from the waist up he steps back only to start unlacing his boots. )
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( To think his ill-temper so easily soothed by some sweet little compliment. Wen Kexing thought he'd hardened his heart a little better against that, but coming here has prove himself very, very wrong. )
Ah, Sect Leader Lan has such a silver tongue. Tell me, have you been unleashing it on all manner of innocents in my absense? ( He finds himself curious about it. Certainly he'd done his fair share of sleeping around after he lost his own virginity - a nice girl who'd cemented that girls were surely not for him - and it would make sense that Lan Xichen did so similarly. It doesn't mean he can't feel a little jealous. Nor that he can't tease. ) We'll have to start warning people, were that the case.
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You left a handful of months ago. [ Patient, dark eyes smile. ] The season hasn't even changed, so why should my feelings for you?
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( Easier to blame that than to put some worth on Lan Xichen's affections. He wonders what the other man would think were he to know how Wen Kexing has spent those months - murder aside, assassination attempt also aside. Would he be unhappy to know how many times he'd tried to tumble someone not Lan Xichen, and had failed? Would the failing soothe him?
Instead of speaking Wen Kexing leans against the palm on his chest, eyes bright. )
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You think I have had no opportunity to take another lover. [ His head cocks thoughtfully, surprised. ] Does the thought of my being with another trouble you so?
[ That is terribly, awfully cute. He never would have imagined Wen Kexing that jealous. ]
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( But it comes out a little petulant, a little sullen, Wen Kexing's bottom lip pushing out slightly into a pout before he schools his expression into something more neutral. )
You can sleep with whoever you like. I certainly do.
( A sniff, and then he's stepping out of Lan Xichen's reach, one eyebrow arched. )
Stop looking so pleased with yourself!
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A-Xing ...
[ He never expected Wen Kexing to do something as romantic as hold Xichen apart and forgo other lovers, so he isn't as wounded by the implication that he was replaced as he could be, and a lot of what jealousy he does feel is balmed by the fact Wen Kexing ran (literally) all the way back up Xichen's mountain anyway.
He takes a step forward, reaching for a waist to snag and reel back again. If he can! ]
There have been visitors and I have travelled a little, but no one has caught my eye the same way you did. My a-Xing in his garden of red is all I see at night.
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Jealousy is an emotion he's well used to. He covets. But still, it's strange to feel it now. )
None of them could compare.
( Honesty? In this economy? )
You've done something to me. ( Bewitched him, maybe. Or better yet, just shown him a crumb of kindness. Of course Wen Kexing would be utterly changed after that. ) Is that secretly what you cultivate? Skills enough to ruin all other men by making them incomparable? ( The dramatics creep ever back, his voice exasperated. ) It's been months.
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[ Now he does arch a brow and look a little pleased with himself, but his arms are fastened around Wen Kexing and he refuses to let him go a second time. As a charmed smile breaks, he nudges a nose with his and lets a kiss ghost into place. Light and catching, lip to lip. Time to reassure his darling. ]
I've taken no lovers. Wanted no others. The memory of how you felt around me [ a slow blink admits and admires in one, ] has been a dream and a torment.
[ He wants to kiss him properly but refrains, cupping the back of Wen Kexing's head to tighten a gentle fist in his hair. ]
Did you come back so that I can love every inch of you again, sweetheart? My good boy, [ with a purr, ] who needs me inside him?
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I came back - ( He starts, breathless, before clearing his throat and trying to wrangle some of the archness back into his tone. ) - I came back so you could fuck me properly.
( How is it that he's usually the one with the purple prose, but here he ends up falling into more courser communication? Probably because Lan Xichen is a siren sent to tempt him. But Wen Kexing isn't entirely helpless, he lowers his eyelashes a little, something imploring in his gaze. ) But if you're not going to then I can certainly find someone who might.
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[ All the huffing and pouting (ah, the game is on) is endlessly endearing, rewarded with a light kiss that ghosts over Wen Kexing's lips. Xichen slides a hand around to pet a sash, then lower to feel the body beneath those robes over a navel with firm pressure. ]
It wasn't enough that I stretched you all the way to here, last time?
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( Of course it wasn't. Wen Kexing had never been fucked like that in his life and now he knows what it feels like, of course it isn't enough. His palm sweeps, down one of Lan Xichen's arms, curling around his wrist. With a grin, bottom lip caught between his teeth, he lets his gaze drift over the still blissfully empty mountainside to confirm the absense of other people before he presses that hand lower, against the space where Wen Kexing is already half hard. )
I've thought about it since. Do you know some nights I used my own fingers? ( Wickedly. ) They're long, for fingers, but not quite as long as your cock. ( He rolls his hips against Lan Xichen's palm, humming. And then he's breaking away again, flitting back into his own space like a hummingbird, his voice returning to a normal volume. ) You have disciples to assuage, mm?
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Blinking as he's left with nothing, he snatches Wen Kexing's wrist as he turns away to walk up the mountain. Not, notably, in the direction he came. If his voice sounds rougher, well. ]
They're smart, they can entertain themselves.
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Oh? Does Lan Huan have something else to do in mind?
( He's so very pleased with himself, the shape of his smile coming through in the tone of his voice. He lets himself ogle the other man greedily, gaze heavy on the shape of his waist. )
Was it something I said?
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It's everything you are. [ Looking ahead, he sighs as if put-upon. ] Irresistible.
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Am I?
( There's very little space between them, but Wen Kexing closes the remainder easily, pressing the line of his body against Lan Xichen's own. There are a dozen layers between them, but he can feel the other man's burning heat, and he smiles once more, a flicker of sweetness. His nose nudges against Lan Xichen's cheek, mouths scant inches apart. )
Maybe that's you.
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If you seduce me here, you'll never get to see the surprise I have for you.
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( A contemplative hum as he strokes one hand over Lan Xichen's side, something heavy-lidded about his gaze. ) I could seduce you here, couldn't I? ( It's a little thrilling, he thinks, to be able to. The power is a heady one. Wen Kexing has always prided himself on his abilities no matter the source and this is no different. He grins again, just the corner of his mouth lifting to reveal the sharp edge of his teeth. His other hand lifts, to curl around Lan Xichen's strong jawline, thumb brushing lightly over the bow of his bottom lip. )
I might be amenable to the wait, but that depends on the surprise. ( Cheekily. ) Will it be worth it?
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In involves getting very, very wet.
[ Just to be cryptic about it as he smiles, leaning in to capture a soft kiss, a hint of a lick tasting the seam of those alluring lips ... self-control, he reminds himself, have some self-control. You are in the woods. ]
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( So very sly. )
How is that different from what happened last time?
( He was definitely very, very wet. )
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Because this time, we will be outside.
[ Arching a brow, Xichen slides a hand down Wen Kexing's back and gives his ass a pat-pat of reassurance, then a squeeze. ]
It's out of bounds for visitors, no one will find us there at this time of day.
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( But -- the promise of privacy is a natural lure. Wen Kexing is not against a little public indecency, but he does very much want to take his time. So he grazes his teeth at the same spot he'd lain his kiss and with great effort pulls himself back. He flicks his hair back over his shoulder, trying to look as uncaring as possible even with the heat burning in his gaze. )
All right. Since you're so adamant. ( Lofty. ) It better be worth it.
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[ They can't get to the Cold Springs fast enough for Xichen's liking, not with the warm phantom pressure of those lips on his neck. He takes Wen Kexing by the hand and flashes him a wink, there and gone, and leads him deeper into the woods of the mountain. ]
Don't mind the snow and frost, it isn't chilly inside.
[ Only cold, tepid at best, and the healing properties are a distraction from that. The sound of water permeates the usual forest noises as he leads him down a well-concealed hillside of stone stairs, a humble waterfall permanently decorated in twinkling snow around the edges supplying a crystal-clear spring at the bottom. Winter flowers bloom all around the edges in whites and blues, and the only sign of man-made influence is the carved benches to the side for their clothing and the steps down into the water.
He looks at Wen Kexing for his reaction. ]
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( It's pretty, is the thing. Wen Kexing might fancy himself a city boy, but he's not immune to the grandeur of a natural wonder. He pauses by the side of the spring, keen gaze taking it all in. A hum and he's crouching to run fingers through the water, the chill of it not all that unpleasant, but he still has to look up with an incredulous glance. )
It's all right for you, he of the massive phallus. The cold would probably just make you look more than adequate instead of the usual personal challenge.
( He rises, using those damp, cold fingers to once again cradle Lan Xichen's face, sweet despite the teasing of his words. ) A nice surprise from a nice boy. You'll have to promise to warm me up.
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[ 'Massive phallus', he has to shake and duck his head at that, laughing in embarrassment. He looks up when that cool hand slides along his cheek, resting their foreheads together ... although he's busy unravelling a belt and sash, loosening his way inside Wen Kexing's robes, too. Warming him up, yes. ]
That was entirely the idea.
[ Like the hot mouth that fastens onto the exposed side of Wen Kexing's neck and sucks, teeth light pressure as Xichen hums low in his throat and starts working on a lovebite. He can multitask, especially when it comes to getting his clever, eager lover naked. ]
The waters also have healing properties ...
[ Which he mentions between working over that neck, for no reason. None. ]
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Are you planning to so abuse this poor body with your greedy touch that I might need healed from it?
( If he weren't so absolutely sure of who caused the attempt on his life, he might for a second consider that somehow Lan Xichen knew who he was and had been part of it. What better way to get at the Ghost Valley Master than when he's vulnerable? But no, he's been careful. And Lan Xichen is just ... sweet. Of course he would mention the true purpose of said spring while divesting Wen Kexing of his clothes. So instead he laughs, places a pretty kiss against the other man's mouth, eagerly wriggling free of his two many layers. When he is bare from the waist up he steps back only to start unlacing his boots. )
We really won't be disturbed?
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