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"He needs your help," Lan Xichen says, his smile awkward and tight. Jiang Cheng frowns, wanting to stand up to go wring his neck, something he cannot do because Lan Wangji is forcing him to stay in his lap by keeping a strong arm around his middle, alternating between sniffing his hair and nuzzling it.
Jiang Cheng had chased a demonic cultivator to Gusu's borders, Lan Wangji coming to investigate it, the unspoken name hanging in the air until the cultivator, in his desperation, had released a curse in the air.
Lan Wangji, for some reason, had pushed him out of the way when it came right towards Jiang Cheng. And so the demonic cultivator had escaped, leaving one of them with cat ears and tails and the other desperately confused as he was carried back in strong arms to the Cloud Recesses, shown to Lan Xichen like he was a prized toy.
He's not sure that he isn't.
And Lan Xichen had said that he actually known of a way to fix this curse, that usually it involves the person being on the receiving end, but the position isn't truly important and he thinks that it's going to end up with Lan Wangji-
"Fucking me. Seriously?" Jiang Cheng hisses, while Lan Wangji takes a particularly deep whiff. "You're saying that my help involves letting Lan Wangji fuck me."
"He's taken a liking to you!" Lan Xichen says. His eyes are wide that Jiang Cheng does not think are anywhere near that innocent, raising an arm to gesture to his brother. "He seems to be feeling very affectionate towards you."
Jiang Cheng can feel Lan Wangji's large affectionate pressing into the small of the back, and he refuses to think about what such a dick would feel like inside him.
No, his mouth is not watering, because Lan Wangji is probably not in his right mind right now and would hate to come out of whatever spell he's having realized that he fucked Jiang Cheng.
He feels his belt being loosened and to prevent instinct from taking over and melting in Lan Wangji's arms, he shoves his elbow back.
All that earns him is his own hiss of pain as he meets solid abs, and his belt is still being loosened. He turns his head sharply to look at Lan Wangji, hissing out, "Stop it!"
Lan Wangji stops for a moment, and then keeps eye contact as he continues to loosen the belt.
Jiang Cheng refuses to admit that the action is getting him hard, because he is not supposed to find this attractive. He should be frustrated and annoyed with Lan Wangji right now. Demanding that Lan Xichen help get him out of this mess and then let him go back to Lotus Pier. Not imagining what how amazing that dick will feel inside him, fucking him ruthlessly while he pulls his hair and tells him to take his gege's cock like a good slut.
Actually, Lan Wangji hasn't said a word since he gained the cat ears and tail. Jiang Cheng wonders if he can even speak, or if the only sound he's capable of making is a deep rumble in his chest as his eyes rake over him. He wonders what it would be like to feel that rumble with his dick fully sheathed inside him.
"Should I go?" he hears Lan Xichen say behind him, and the glare that Lan Wangji gives his brother would send chills down Jiang Cheng's spine if he wasn't so fucking aroused at it. Actually, it's because it does that he finds himself panting.
"I'm going to take that as yes," Lan Xichen says next, an amused tone in his voice as he seems to stand up and leave the room. Jiang Cheng doesn't look after him. The only thing he's concerned about is getting Lan Wangji inside him.
As soon as the door closes, Lan Wangji picks him up and carries him to the bed, throwing him down on top of it before he pounces on top of him. A low growl erupts from the back of the throat, and Jiang Cheng gasps as strong hands grip his hips. Golden eyes are fully dilated, white ears twitching on top of his head, and his tail swishes behind as he stares at him. He can feel claws digging into his skin, and he knows that he won't be able to walk tomorrow.
Good.
He's been craving a good fuck. He arches his back, and presents his neck, ready for Lan Wangji to claim him. He might hate the other man, but he knows the hate is returned. And he knows that the hate is going to lead to an incredible sex. He wraps his legs around his waist.
"Fuck me," he whispers. "Please, fuck me."
Lan Wangji obeys his command. His claws tear open Jiang Cheng's robes without any care about them, marking his neck up as he does so. He can feel his cock, hard and dripping, onto his stomach, whining as he twists his hips without relief.
The pad of Lan Wangji's fingers, the claws sheathed up so they won't damage his insides, pushes into Jiang Cheng. His hole is more loose than he would have wished him to experience, but he can't help himself when he is bored at night and he has just acquired a new toy to fuck himself on, and if that night was last night, then so be it. The only indication that the other man gives that he notices is a raised eyebrow, a smirk playing at his lips, but he refuses to let it fully come out as he stretches him to take his cock.
It occurs to Jiang Cheng that he is very much naked while Lan Wangji is not, but he can't manage to undress him, his fingers curling into robes as soon as he reaches for them when fingers crook and find the bundle of nerves inside of Jiang Cheng that make him see stars. A whimper falls out of his mouth, quickly swallowed up by Lan Wangji's hot mouth as he continues to rub the bundle slowly, no guilt at all over how he's treating him, only a rumbling purr as he makes sure that he will be ready to be fucked.
Not that it takes much. Not that Jiang Cheng doesn't like to be so well-prepped that it's easy to slide into him with no pain. Not that he likes the feeling of being fucked when he's still too tight, the ring of muscles burning just a little bit with pain and he has to bite back his whimpers while the person above him pounds into him with such ferocity that his eyes cross and he wants nothing more than to beg for mercy, but he doesn't because he's terrified they will actually listen and stop.
He doesn't fear that Lan Wangji will stop.
If nothing else, he has complete faith that Lan Wangji will make him take every inch of his dick no matter how hard Jiang Cheng cries.
And he knows that he will cry.
"Fuck me now," he whispers out, his voice breaking as it scrapes on the inside of his throat, needing Lan Wangji to understand just how important this is. "Stop prepping and just fuck me."
His wish is his command. Lan Wangji's fingers pull out of him, and he fights back the urge to sob when he feels so empty, knowing that soon he is going to be full, keeping his gaze on the tent in Lan Wangji's robes, his mouth watering as he sees the-
The fucking barbed dick.
Lan Wangji has a barbed dick.
It looks like it's likely to be painful.
Jiang Cheng's legs open on instinct, because he's willing to get fucked by anything once. After all, he never knows how good anything is going to feel before trying it. Sometimes, as stress relief, he'll go to the hidden cave in Yunmeng where he knows a creature of unknown origins resides, a creature that he has never seen the face of, but has only felt their tentacles sliding over their body as they fucked his body and he let himself finally relax.
A barbed dick is nothing after that.
Lan Wangji grabs his hips to bring him close, guiding his dick with one hand to his hole.
He was right that it would be painful, but luckily Jiang Cheng craves pain, curling around Lan Wangji to bury his face into his neck and taking a deep breath as he slowly pushes into him. The barbs scrape against his insides, and Jiang Cheng forces himself to relax. He can only truly do it when he has a dick inside him (and so if this fact makes him go to discussion conferences with a toy inside him because it's the only way that he will survive it without killing three different people with Zidian), and luckily that talent is coming to him right now.
"Fuck," he whispers, tightening his fingers into Lan Wangji's hair. "Fuck, you asshole, why do you feel so good? You're so fucking annoying, but-" Lan Wangji's dick is fully inside him and his eyes are rolling into the back of his head, "-your dick is so fucking good."
Lan Wangji laughs, a quiet and amused chuckle while Jiang Cheng grinds down on the dick. The pain is just right, bordering on pleasure. He feels perfectly full and he never wants to forget this feeling. "Fuck me," he sobs out. "Please. I need your cock. Please, gege, you have to fuck me, I need you to fuck me."
He's babbling, like he always does as soon as the dick is inside him. He needs someone to shut him up until he can't speak anymore. Lan Wangji's hands encircle his wrists, grinding down on the bones within it, pulling out slowly until all the barbs are outside of Jiang Cheng, and then thrusting back in. It's hard and fast, and he knows that this is what he needs.
He's been dying for a good fuck. He breathes throughout the pain of the barbs, closing his eyes as he lets the pain and the pleasure roll through him, the claw marks on his back as Lan Wangji constantly adjusts his hands, the nails piercing him until he's sure that he's a bloody mess. His ankles are hooked around Lan Wangji's waist, and he wonders just how bad he's going to look tomorrow.
And then the barbs go over that bundle of nerves and his head tilts back as he screams, coming right then.
Lan Wangji does not care, fucking him as he shudders through his orgasm, blinking his eyes open as he clings onto him even tighter.
"Stop," he mumbles, "too much."
Lan Wangji's eyes flick down to him, his thrusts stilling for a moment while he raises an eyebrow. Jiang Cheng shakes his head, hoping that the message is received that he doesn't actually want him to stop.
To his relief, he doesn't stop. He keeps on going, until Jiang Cheng sees black in his vision. He thinks that he's going to pass out before claws dig into his skin, and he feels Lan Wangji stutter before he’s coming inside him. He takes deep breaths as the other man stills inside him, taking a moment before he pulls out. There's tears falling down his cheeks as he stares up at the ceiling, feeling the cum drip out of him. His legs are spread out and he can't find it within himself to close them. His legs aren't going to work at all.
Lan Wangji makes a growling sound low in his throat, and Jiang Cheng doesn't really know what he's about to do before he feels hands on his knees, and then a rough tongue licking his hole. He jumps, a loud gasp being startled out of him. He can't believe that Lan Wangji is going to eat his own cum out of him.
Most men don't want to do that to him. They've made a face whenever he asks. The strange creature in Lotus Pier probably would, but Jiang Cheng doesn't think it has a mouth. But the fact that Lan Wangji does it without asking?
He hopes that Lan Wangji will want to continue fucking in the future, because he doesn't want to lose this and he doesn't want the creature to think he's needy.
But Lan Wangji is the total package right now. He will eat his own come out of Jiang Cheng's body. He will fuck Jiang Cheng even when he's begging for him to stop. He will rumble and use his cat tongue to send vibrations throughout Jiang Cheng's entire body. He flops an arm over his eyes, a feat of epic struggle because his entire body is so weak, an impressive feat because he usually needs more than one orgasm to make him feel so weak.
But Lan Wangji's dick is more powerful than most. And tongue as well, because he falls into a strange zone as he continues to be eaten out, moaning as Lan Wangji moves his hips to get a better angle. He doesn't even want to try to hide his arousal anymore, wanting everyone in the Cloud Recesses to know how good Lan-er-gege is in bed, until he’s coming for the second time that night.
He lays on the bed, shivering as he comes back down. Lan Wangji crawls up the bed to grab Jiang Cheng and pull him close to his chest.
(He wakes up warm and safe in strong arms, Lan Wangji returned to normal, his face nuzzled into the back of his neck. He thinks about moving. Lan Wangji probably won't want to wake up like this. But when he tries to move, he's grabbed tightly, a mumbled "Don't you dare move, Wanyin," said into his ear, and well . . . Jiang Cheng thinks that he can stand to listen to Lan Wangji this one time.)