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The chains on Lan Wangji's bound wrists rattled and creaked as he moved to try, and fix this quite uncomfortable position he was in. His back was plastered to the dirt wall of the holding area he was in. This dilemma made it awkward for him to change positions every so often so the blood wouldn’t settle in his legs and they’d fall asleep.
This routine was the only thing keeping him from going completely stir crazy. Sure, he could meditate and hold his posture for long periods of time, but not weeks at a time.
As insane as it sounded Lan Wangji enjoyed being able to move about freely and do things as he liked. To have those abilities restrained was something he didn’t enjoy much, but he endured it anyway. This was his punishment after all for the feelings he held so deep inside himself.
He wasn’t sure how long he had been restrained down here, or even if the Sunshot campaign had ended, all he knew was that he couldn’t leave Wei Wuxian’s side. Not now, not ever. Lan Wangji had brainwashed himself into thinking that he could get hold of Wei Wuxian’s humanity and pull it back to him. Plus at the same time atone for his sins of loving someone so greedily.
Speaking of Wei Wuxian, the man in question pushed opened the door to Lan Wangji’s area, and descended the stairs before him, Chengqin twirling between his skilled fingers. His expression held an air of amusement to it, as his eyes bore into Lan Wangji’s own. “Lan Wangji,” he addressed. “I have created my most impressive invention yet, would you like to see it?”
When Lan Wangji gave no response, his honey-coloured eyes just staring into those cold steel depths, Wei Wuxian laughed. “Haha~ Of course you do! There hasn’t been much excitement down here since you agreed to become my prisoner. Although, are you truly qualified to be called as such? You were so willing after all~”
By this point in time Wei Wuxian was standing right in front of Lan Wangji, the tip of his nail lightly dragging across his sculpted jaw. “I can still never understand you, Haguang-Jun. Against me till the bitter end, but then suddenly wanting to come with me—“ his eyes narrowed, “I will find out what you are playing at, and when I do—well I doubt you’ll enjoy the consequences.” He barked out a fit of laughter, turning his back to Lan Wangji.
Lan Wangji’s mind trembled in anger as he watched this man waltz around in Wei Wuxian’s body. “Wei Ying.” His voice was so strained due to lack of water and food but he still wanted to get through to the other.
Wei Wuxian’s eyes darted back to his figure. “It has been a while since you’ve called me that, precious second master of Lan. But you’re right; I shouldn’t dawdle and not allow you to see just what I’ve created. I have a feeling you’ll enjoy it.” His eyes flared a deep red. The colour Lan Wangji now hated the most, as Chengqin was placed to his lips. His fingers danced along the shimmering flute, the trill calling to whatever it was that Wei Wuxian was so proud of, forward.
Neither of them had to wait long before the sound of lumbering footsteps came from down a long hallway to Lan Wangji’s left. His head of course turned towards that direction.
Wei Wuxian let the flute fall from his lips, and then opened his arms wide, robes of grey and red fluttering. “Come to me.” He commanded to the being in that chilling tone that set Lan Wangji’s being in a raged frenzy, the things footfalls now louder before.
Lan Wangji’s eyes widened as the stumbling corpse appeared.
The long inky-black hair was all pulled free, the length of it down to its lower back. His face snow white, like frost had settled over its features. The eyes though, the eyes of honey that stared back at himself was alike to looking at his own reflection.
…this was no ordinary corpse…this was…
Wei Wuxian beamed in delight, his teeth on full show. “Yes, yes second master of Lan. This is you. But an even better you.” He smirked, draping himself over the corpse, fingers splayed across its tone chest that was on full display. “So beautiful, is he not?” His reddened eyes once again entrapped Lan Wangji into a trance.
Lan Wangji didn’t really want to look at the corpse, but since it was directly in front of Wei Wuxian, swaying and making low groaning noises, his irritated hues looked at it.
The only clothes it wore were the tattered remains of its brown pants. The rest of it was completely bare. Its chest was firm and taught as Lan Wangji’s own was; however, the body did not resemble the face as it was starchy gray in colour, while the face was as white as fresh fallen snow. The black spider veins curled around its torso and legs, but were quite obviously concealed behind some sort of powder on the face.
Wei Wuxian looked thrilled to have the other inspecting his creation so thoroughly. “Isn’t he wonderful, Lan Wangji? His face is by far my favourite part of him, that’s why I covered up its gruesome death-like appearance.” As Wei Wuxian spoke his fingers danced along the corpse jaw, feeling along the muscles that were there. “So very perfect.” He hummed, fingers now tracing down the corpses neck, and chest. His eyes then held Lan Wangji’s own, smirk splayed out perfectly on his lips.
Lan Wangji gulped audibly, glaring at the other, as somewhere in the back of his mind he wished that was him instead.
Crimson hues narrowed at the sound and look. “Wait…don’t tell me…are you actually jealous? Oh Lan Wangji, Lan Wangji. That is so comical!” Wei Wuxian pressed the heel of his palm against his forehead, laughing manically. “The pristine, elegant, and beautiful gem of Lan, jealous over a mere walking corpse with some makeup on it. This is hysterical!” He continued to chuckle, releasing his hold on the corpse and instead walked toward Lan Wangji.
He once more placed his finger against Lan Wangji’s jaw, this time tilting it up as their gazes locked. “Let me remind you once more of which one I prefer most.” His eyes held the promise of pure naughty intentions. “Leave us.” He commanded to the corpse, in that tone that had Lan Wangji shaken to his core. The fierce corpse immediately obeyed and stalked away to the place where it came.
Wei Wuxian then settled his weight in Lan Wangji’s lap. “Hmm? What’s this? Already so turned on for me, Lan Wangji?” His smirk was devious; his eyes alight with the mirth and teasing that Lan Wangji had grown used to. “And there is the first reason right there as to why you are the superior and that corpse is the inferior. The only reason I made him, was so he could fight alongside me. I wouldn’t want you to fight and get hurt, it would wreck your pretty face~”
Lan Wangji turned his gaze to the side, ears burning with shame.
Wei Wuxian chuckled, grinding down against the clearly pronounced arousal. “I’m sure you’d like to surge into me, and make a mess. But, unfortunately—“ his lips brushed against Lan Wangji’s own, the Lan’s breath hitching. “That shows vulnerability, and weakness everything that I am not. Sooo, I’ll be the one making a mess of you.” He gently pressed his lips against Lan Wangji’s own.
Lan Wangji tugged at the chains, biceps flexing harshly as he tried to break free at that notion.
This only got him a tittered sound, as well as the lips leaving his. “Now, now Lan Wangji. I will be gentle there’s no need to worry; besides it would be an honour to be taken by the Yiling Patriarch.”
His words did nothing to stop Lan Wangji’s rapid beating heart. This. This wasn’t what he wanted at all. This isn’t what he pictured in all of his fantasies he had of Wei Wuxian.
The clucking of a tongue had Lan Wangji snapping back into reality. “This won’t do, will it? You don’t love me but that other me, do you not?” He chuckled darkly. “Very well, I will return back to you your precious Wei Ying.” The burning shade of crimson fell away to steely grays once more.
Lan Wangji immediately reacted to that. “Wei Ying!” He called to the other desperately.
Wei Wuxian’s lips quirked up into a smirk, eyes returning once more to their crimson shade. “That was so easy Lan Zhan. Just how much do you love that me? How silly! The absurdity of you thinking that you can get through to that him, preserve his humanity, when he is me.” His hands landed on Lan Wangji’s shoulders, pushing his inner robes away to reveal completely unblemished shoulders.
Honey-coloured eyes turned molten as Lan Wangji glared at Wei Wuxian. “He is not you.”
A finger swiped across the shoulders in thought. “Perhaps he is not, but what do you truly know of Wei Wuxian? Do you know where he grew up, the names of his true parents? His fears? His dislikes?”
With every word the other spoke it was as if a dagger was twisted into Lan Wangji’s heart. “I do not.”
The twisted expression Wei Wuxian made had Lan Wangji’s heart lurching. “Exactly, you know nothing of him, so why do you continue to chase after him? Hmm? Is this some conquest you think you can win? Is he some sort of prize to add to your collection?”
Lan Wangji shook his head. “Nothing like that.”
Wei Wuxian’s temper flared then, his whole being engulfed in a sea of red. “Then what is he to you, Lan Wangji?”
Lan Wangji’s mouth refused to speak any longer, and Wei Wuxian snarled. “Fine, don’t speak anymore.” Wei Wuxian pressed a hand over Lan Wangji’s mouth to silence him.
He then got to work on marking the skin of his neck, his bites more painful then pleasuring, but Lan Wangji let it happen anyways. He was powerless to resist.
The wet noise of kisses being pressed against his collarbones had Lan Wangji shaking minutely. “See Lan Wangji, soon enough you’ll come to enjoy it.”
He continued to bite and lick his way down Lan Wangji’s chest, the other clutching his hands into fists as he endured it. This was Wei Wuxian after all, was it not? Isn’t…this what he always fantasized about?
“Lan Zhan.” The call of his name said in that familiar tone shocked Lan Wangji from his stupor.
The other wrapped his arms around Lan Wangji’s neck, eyes gazing down into honeyed ones. “Do you want me?” Wei Wuxian asked in his natural tone, voice silky and seductive.
Lan Wangji immediately nodded. “Mm. Want.” And he did, that wasn’t a lie he had wanted Wei Wuxian ever since they had spent that time in the cave, fending for their lives against a giant monster.
Wei Wuxian’s eyelashes fluttered as he ground down a few times against Lan Wangji. “Mm…I want you too.” The words whispered into Lan Wangji’s ear had his heart quivering. The teeth had him making a small noise in surprise. “You’re so honest here, and here Lan Wangji.” His hips once again rolled into Lan Wangji’s own. “It seems the only thing you’ve trained to be silent is your voice. Which is a shame, I would love to hear it.”
Lan Wangji continued to clench his hands into fists, fingernails biting into his skin harshly.
Wei Wuxian didn’t notice this and instead busied himself with taking Lan Wangji’s pants off. Once they were gone, the other placed his fingers into his own mouth, sucking on them obscenely.
Of course Lan Wangji couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight, it was almost too much and not enough at the same time, his body involuntarily heating up that much more at the lewd display.
Wei Wuxian pulled the fingers from his lips once they were soaked enough, eyes twinkling. “Don’t worry Lan Wangji, my mouth will be where you need it soon enough.” His words were laced with promise as Lan Wangji lurched forwards when a slicked finger entered him.
The other hummed. “So tight. I’m the first one to take you like this am I not? To take the second most desired man in the cultivation world makes me even harder.”
The finger continued to surge in and out of Lan Wangji as he bit his lip to stifle the sounds.
A tongue clucked. “Always with restraint for you Lans’, but alright if you want that so much I will give it to you. Your mouth will be silenced.” Wei Wuxian undid the forehead ribbon that lay askew on Lan Wangji’s forehead.
“Wei…Ying…” Lan Wangji protested weakly, wanting to preserve at least that piece of his dignity through this.
Wei Wuxian chuckled. “I still have no idea why you’re so possessive over a piece of cloth, but no matter it will help give you what you want.” The ribbon was then tied and forced into Lan Wangji’s mouth.
Wei Wuxian sat back on his haunches to admire his handy work. “Much better.”
The weight on Lan Wangji’s lap left him then as the other backed away to lean over his groin. He parted the robes covering the other’s arousal, and almost immediately it was freed.
Wei Wuxian’s eyes crinkled. “You Lans’ really don’t leave anything small do you?” He chuckled. “I will do my best to service you now, master Lan.”
Lan Wangji’s whole being strained as Wei Wuxian’s mouth took the tip inside. The slight uncomfortable sensation of the first finger still moving in and out now lost against the washing pleasure that shot through his spine.
Wei Wuxian lapped along the head, teasing the slit a few times before he hollowed out his cheeks, and Lan Wangji was blinking back stars. The chains rattled as his whole body tensed and un-tensed.
The other then hummed and Lan Wangji lost all his sense of self. It felt too good, too much. His eyelids squeezed shut as he hit the back of Wei Wuxian’s throat. The other clenching and unclenching the channel as Lan Wangji groaned around his spit soaked ribbon.
The appearance of the second finger had him arching into the mouth circled around his cock. His chest heaved with panted breath as he struggled to get used to the sensations of both pleasure and a slight twinge of pain.
Wei Wuxian pulled off then, licking along the underside of Lan Wangji’s length. “You’re enjoying yourself now aren’t you, Lan Wangji?” He chuckled when lust clouded eyes peered down at his own through slightly lidded lashes. “Anyone would.” He flicked his tongue over the tip once more before pulling back. “Now it’s my turn to enjoy you.”
The fingers were out of him as quickly as they came, Lan Wangji’s body tensing in fear, cold sweat beading at his forehead.
“Shh, shh Lan Wangji. It’s okay; I will take care of you.” Although the words were said to give comfort, Lan Wangji didn’t feel any of it. He had been tricked once again into thinking that this would bring back the Wei Ying he used to know, but no instead it only seemed to solidify the identity of the man before him. He would just have to endure this until it was completed.
Lan Wangji made no sounds, closing his eyes as if to close off himself from Wei Wuxian.
Wei Wuxian made no comments as there was a shuffle of clothing and then something bigger than two fingers pushed inside.
Lan Wangji’s eyes flew open as pain surged forwards. His toes curled in protest.
The other no longer seemed to care however as he continued to push forwards, seeking more of that delicious heat. “So tight Lan Zhaaan~” He moaned, hands splayed on the others hips now.
The second jade of Lan clamped his eyes shut once more, willing his mind to think of this as something else right now.
Once he was fully seated inside Wei Wuxian wasted no time in starting a grueling pace, his hips snapping forwards with each punishing thrust.
The chains that bound Lan Wangji’s arms rattled and shook with each inward surge. His ribbon now completely soaked in his saliva as he tried to not sob out in pain.
Wei Wuxian pressed his forehead to Lan Wangji’s shoulder, panting harshly. “Feels so…so…good. Should have did this so long ago.” He then twisted his hips to the right, and Lan Wangji’s whole body contorted.
The spark of pleasure was the first enjoyable thing about Wei Wuxian’s grueling fucking.
“There it is.” Wei Wuxian breathed, now not relenting on that spot, thrusts aimed at it each and every time he pushed in deep. “Feels good doesn’t it, Lan Wangji~” He purred, hands reaching around to grab Lan Wangji’s ass to get a better angle.
Lan Wangji’s whole body thrashed, the chains rattling and sounds of their fucking echoed through the empty dungeon. He moaned around the forehead ribbon, eyes sparking with stars, his mind lost in a pleasured haze now.
“Lan Zhan, so close, so close can you feel it? Can you feel me inside of you? I’ll soon claim you as my own~ Are you excited?” Lan Wangji could only gasp when Wei Wuxian took hold of his neglected, leaking cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts.
“So hot, hard and wet just for me. Lan Zhan, oh Lan Zhan.” Wei Wuxian continued to babble on, his hand on Lan Wangji’s ass leaving scratch marks as he was close to his release.
Lan Wangji was no better as his whole body clenched around Wei Wuxian, already so willing to take all that it had to offer.
He then felt Wei Wuxian throb inside of him, and Lan Wangji was gone, spilling all over Wei Wuxian’s hand and his own chest.
Wei Wuxian groaned as Lan Wangji clamped down hard on his cock, causing him to shudder and spill deep inside.
The other then collapsed against his chest, breathing harshly, eyes fluttering closed as he sighed out his contentment.
Lan Wangji also settled his own breathing; his eyes rimmed red as if he had been bullied in the worst way possible.
“Mm, Lan Wangji. You really have become a drug that I can no longer resist. I should fear you, and push you away but I no longer want to.” He traced a finger down Lan Wangji’s sweat soaked pecks. “Yes, you will make a nice way to relieve some stress.” Wei Wuxian placed a kiss to the other shoulder before pulling out.
Lan Wangji winced at the feeling of being empty.
The other then grabbed a discarded towel on the floor beside Lan Wangji, using it to wipe himself off. He then fixed his robes eyes loaming over the sight before him.
Lan Wangji was still flushed a nice red, his chest heaving as seed spilled out from his entrance. “A nice stress reliever indeed. Wait there for me Lan Wangji, I need to take care of a few things before I return. When I do return we shall have a repeat, so stay nice and open for me, hmm?” He leaned down to take the forehead ribbon from Lan Wangji’s mouth, gently stroking the marks it had left. “I’ll come back and satisfy you soon.”
Wei Wuxian kissed his lips once more, this one filthy and full of tongue and teeth, Lan Wangji’s energy too depleted from all the straining to protest or resist.
When Wei Wuxian pulled away, Lan Wangji instinctively chased after those lips. Wei Wuxian chuckled. “Good things come to those who wait.” He traced a finger along the others lips before letting it fall away.
“I will be back soon.”
He ascended the stairs once more, the dark, demonic aura surrounding him once more as he pushed the doors open, sunlight cascaded against Lan Wangji’s face before it was abruptly snuffed out by the closing of the steel doors.
When Wei Wuxian’s footsteps were no longer heard, Lan Wangji with the last bits of his strength tested the restraints.
‘Crack’ One of them broke free, and he mentally grinned.
He would get through to Wei Wuxian and stop him from going down this destructive path, one way or another.
Even if it meant sacrificing himself in the process.