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"Haahh…! There's nothing better than a drink after a job well done." Wei Wuxian sets his empty drinking glass on the table and smiles at Lan Wangji across from him.
Having just gotten back from their night hunt, the two of them have settled down for a meal. Lan Wangji paid for a room earlier in the evening while they asked around about the corpses haunting the woods outside this small town. They managed to clear out the problem within an hour, allowing them plenty of time to enjoy the rest of the evening at leisure. And give Wei Wuxian time for a few drinks.
The other man glances at him, a small smile pulling on his lips. Still, as serious as ever, even with his husband, he says, "Meals are taken in silence."
"Why? You never have dessert in silence." Wei Wuxian winks, cheek resting on his hand as he gazes across the table. He laughs, lightly smacking the table when Lan Wangji turns away, his ears coloring red.
Standing up, Lan Wangji inclines his head and excuses himself. Wei Wuxian waves him off with a grin, saying, "I'll be sure to leave some food for you."
Once Lan Wangji is out of sight, their waiter walks up, stopping beside Wei Wuxian to pour more liquor into his cup. He nods after Lan Wangji asking, "Are you and the other gentlemen cultivation partners, then?"
Smiling, Wei Wuxian sips from the refilled glass, "Ah, yes, that's right." Feeling his head getting a little fuzzy he props it up with a hand. He smiles, the corners of his mouth pressing into his flushed cheeks. "He's also my husband."
"So you're married, huh? Too bad for me." The server laughs and winks at Wei Wuxian.
Always one for jokes, Wei Wuxian sits up and says, "Hmm? Why 'too bad?' You could always join us.
“For dinner at least." Raising an eyebrow, he grins at the man and finishes the alcohol in his glass. He lifts the glass, gesturing to the open seat beside him.
"I think the dear customer is drunk." The server laughs, pushing down Wei Wuxian's hand. Leaving his fingertips brushing Wei Wuxian's hand, he looks up and his face pales. He pulls back his hands and bows, mumbling through numb lips, "Unfortunately, I am working and your husband has returned."
The waiter hurries away from Lan Wangji's frigid glare without a backward glance. Wei Wuxian looks over as well, his smile slipping at the look in Lan Wangji’s eye. "Ah, Lan Zhan, back already? That was just… You know me… I'm friendly." He tries to laugh, but Lan Wangji lifts him by the collar, cutting off any other excuses he might have.
Lan Wangji drops payment on the table and drags Wei Wuxian away.
The second they're alone in the room, Lan Wangji rips off his forehead ribbon and shoves Wei Wuxian onto the bed. He slips off his boots at the door and drops Wei Wuxian's next to them.
Laying on the bed, Wei Wuxian laughs. "A-Zhan, it's still light out."
"We have a lot to discuss," Lan Wangji states, stepping to the edge of the bed. Wei Wuxian's laughter dies in his throat at the blistering tone as he pushes up onto his elbows.
Swallowing, his mouth gone dry, Wei Wuxian tries to stall. He presses his hands into the bed, lifting himself into a mostly seated position. “Discuss? But we could have talked about the hunt in the dining–”
“Where you were inviting another person to our meal?” Lan Wangji leans over the bed, propping a knee onto the sheets, climbing over Wei Wuxian. The look that flashes in his eyes makes Wei Wuxian's heart pound.
"Joke! It was a joke, Lan Zhan!" He waves his hands, trying to get his legs beneath him to slide away from that intimidating aura. But Lan Wangji grasps his arm to pull him closer. He rips off Wei Wuxian's sash and strips him of his top robes, leaving only his trousers. Grabbing his other arm, Lan Wangji knots the forehead ribbon around Wei Wuxian's wrists before dropping him onto his back.
Trying to pull himself back into a seated position, even with his hands bound, Wei Wuxian reasons, "He was just being overly friendly and asking questions about us, so–"
"So you thought you'd offer yourself up?" Lan Wangji's usually light eyes are darkening like storm clouds covering the sun.
"Of course not! Not seriously!" Wei Wuxian's eyes get wide, but his mouth quirks up. He can tell Lan Wangji is upset, but he figures he can talk him down, explain his foolish behavior. Seeing Lan Wangji this forthright about his jealousy is actually a bit exciting.
"I thought you said 'no one but me.'" Lan Wangji murmurs, leaning over Wei Wuxian.
Holding his bound hands to his chest, Wei Wuxian tries to entice Lan Wangji with a meek smile. His heart thuds against his rib cage at the look in his husband's eyes, though. ‘I know he would never hurt me, but this is still a little scary.’ "Now, now, Lan Zhan, you know I'm always shamelessly joking. I would nev–mmh!" Wei Wuxian's excuse is cut off by a kiss, his words caught on the tongue that invades his mouth.
When Wei Wuxian tries to lean into the kiss, Lan Wangji pulls away and flips him over. He slips out of his robes, grabbing a bundle from the sleeves, before reaching for his husband again. He grips Wei Wuxian's waist to lift it off the bed, leaving the man braced on his knees and elbows.
Grunting in complaint, Wei Wuxian starts when his trousers are pulled off. He winces when cool jade fingers press into his thighs, the pressure undoubtedly leaving red bruising where they dig into his pale flesh. Gasping, Wei Wuxian trembles when the stiff length of Lan Wangji's erection rubs against his bare ass.
"Aren't you a little too excited to be this angry?" Wei Wuxian tries to joke, arching his back to bring his hips lower and away from that terrifying length. Lan Wangji pulls away, releasing his hold, and Wei Wuxian sighs in relief. ‘I almost thought he was angry enough to just shove it in.’
He hears rustling, then a thick, perfumed liquid runs between his cheeks. Trying to look over his shoulder, Wei Wuxian cries out, "Wait! Lan Zhan…Lan Wang–ngh!" Two fingers thrust inside at once. Wei Wuxian groans, his arms going weak. His upper body drops onto the bed and he buries his face in the sheets.
"Ack, ngh...! Hah!" Wei Wuxian pants with the movement of those long, slender fingers penetrating him from behind. His bound hands curl into the sheets and he lifts his head. Wei Wuxian looks back and takes in Lan Wangji's furrowed brow, pressing into his eyelids so all he can see is a glimpse of the light color. He catches Lan Wangji's eye, a shiver running down his spine when they flash dangerously, but still Wei Wuxian begs, "What about our vows? Won't my dear husband have mercy on me?"
"No." Lan Wangji pulls out his fingers to squeeze the two rounded cheeks of Wei Wuxian's behind. Lifting his hips, Lan Wangji leans in and bites into the left pillowing mound, teeth digging into soft flesh without breaking the skin.
"Agh, no! No biting! Ow, ow, ow, Lan Zhan!!" Wei Wuxian screeches like a demon as he tries to jerk away. But Lan Wangji’s jaw is clamped tight around the smooth flesh of his ass, teeth gnawing at pale skin, leaving distinct bruising in the shape of his bite.
The moment Lan Wangji pulls back, Wei Wuxian wriggles his hips, trying to get away. But the hands at his waist hold firm. Unable to crawl away, Wei Wuxian rolls his upper body to catch Lan Wangji's eye. Sticking out his bottom lip in an exaggerated pout, he whimpers. He can no longer laugh or smile if Lan Wangji is going to resort to biting him in his anger. And on his butt?! Where do his proper manners and usual stoicism go when they have sex?
Dropping their eye contact, Lan Wangji runs slick fingers down the smooth skin of Wei Wuxian's thigh. His touch elicits shivering and gasps from the man beneath him. Trailing his fingers to just below Wei Wuxian's knee, he grips the leg, shoving it up. Lan Wangji's breathing echoes the sound of his pulse pounding in his ears at the view of Wei Wuxian bound beneath him, his entrance twitching from the earlier fingering.
Leaning over Wei Wuxian, long strands of ink dark hair slip over his shoulder to tickle Wei Wuxian's abdomen. He presses against his husband's slick entrance and Wei Wuxian's breath hitches. "What would your uncle say about such behav– Ngh?!"
Breathing out, Lan Wangji slams inside in one go. He grunts as Wei Wuxian's insides clamp down around him. But still, he manages to fit his entire length inside.
“Ack!” Tears fill Wei Wuxian’s eyes at the sudden intrusion. Even if he’s been stretched properly, Lan Wangji’s cock is a lot to take in all at once. “Hah…! Ah…ugh!”
Holding Wei Wuxian's leg to his chest, Lan Wangji leans back to thrust his hips forward. He barely pulls back before rocking, shoving everything in again. His movements are relentless, the head of his cock pressing into Wei Wuxian's inner lining before slipping back, just to shove up against him again. Taking all of that cock at once is a lot on its own, but Lan Wangji moving at this pace without giving Wei Wuxian time to adjust is unbearable.
"Too…mmm...! Much!" Wei Wuxian tries to enjoy it, and it feels good. It does, but damn, did that initial thrust hurt his back, a dull ache radiating through the pleasure. And this position, trapped beneath Lan Wangji leaves him no room to do anything but let his husband have his way with him.
"Lan Zhan…ngh…I'm sorry." Whimpering, Wei Wuxian peeks through his bangs at Lan Wangji heaving above him, his attention focused on his movements inside Wei Wuxian.‘Fuck, I must have really upset him. I don't think he can even hear me.’ Lifting his bound hands, Wei Wuxian grabs at the dangling silky ends of Lan Wangji's hair. He tugs on the strands, drawing Lan Wangji's gaze back to his face. "Slow–hah!–Slower, please!"
Lan Wangji drops the leg he is holding to lean over Wei Wuxian. He runs one hand down his husband's pale stomach, and the other slides up his chest to grasp the hair tied up at the back of Wei Wuxian's head. Slipping his other hand around Wei Wuxian's waist, Lan Wangji grips his ass, fingers pressing into the bite mark from before.
Wei Wuxian groans, breathing heavy as Lan Wangji angles in for a kiss, thrusting his hips once again. Lan Wangji stops just shy of pink, parted lips, watching Wei Wuxian's face contort in his throes of pleasure; he gasps for breath, eyelashes fluttering in time with his delighted moaning. Even Lan Wangji's breathing is heavy as he moves, shivers racing up his spine as Wei Wuxian's inside clench around him. "Nn, Lan Zhan...! Wai–ngh! Not yet…"
Closing the distance, Lan Wangji presses his mouth to Wei Wuxian's, chewing on those supple lips until they are cherry red and swollen. Breath exchanges their connection as Wei Wuxian moans, pressing his bound hands to Lan Wangji's chest. Not to push him away, but in an attempt to bring them even closer.
Thrusting forward, Lan Wangji gropes Wei Wuxian's chest, squeezing the muscle and rubbing the raised nipple with his thumb. He invades the warmth of his lover’s mouth, twirling around and pressing against the responding tongue. Wei Wuxian gasps, the noise caught between their connected lips, "Agh! Nn!"
His nails dig against Lan Wangji's chest as his abdomen spasms and a warm, thick fluid splatters across his stomach. When the movement inside him does not cease, his hands drag down, leaving vivid red lines across Lan Wangji's porcelain skin. Turning his head to separate their lips, Wei Wuxian gasps, "H–mm, ngh! Hands, Lan Zhan! My hands…!"
Lan Wangji considers Wei Wuxian's red, panting face before nodding and fitting his fingers under the bindings. Wei Wuxian's relieved sigh morphs into a gasp when, instead of releasing the knot, Lan Wangji just lifts his hands above his head. His arms stretched out behind his head, arching his back and fitting his lower body at a better angle against Lan Wangji's hips. Wei Wuxian cries out when Lan Wangji continues thrusting.
As he rocks his hips, his length hitting the deepest part of Wei Wuxian despite the clenching of his insides, Lan Wangji drops his head. That ivory chest writhing beneath his thrusting is too enticing. His teeth graze Wei Wuxian's nipple, eliciting a gasp and the movement of his hips as he tries to pull away. But Lan Wangji still has a firm hold on his ass, and his hips smacking against the soft, doughy flesh of his behind keeps them connected.
Moving his head higher, Lan Wangji leaves a trail of red marks as he bites and sucks on Wei Wuxian's chest and neck. Dropping Wei Wuxian's hands where they stay above his head, Lan Wangji grabs both of his husband's thighs, lifting Wei Wuxian's hips. Responding to the movement, Wei Wuxian wraps his legs around Lan Wangji's waist. His cries reach a fevered pitch as he's rammed into, the force of Lan Wangji's cock rubbing against his clenching entrance tremoring against his thighs. The movement is rough but satisfying as their compatibility helps smooth out the motion.
Lips hovering at Wei Wuxian's jaw, Lan Wangji's heavy breathing echoes in the man's ear. His panting mists up against Wei Wuxian's skin as he shoves deep again and again, taking immense satisfaction in the wanton noises of pleasure that escape Wei Wuxian's lips by his ear.
Lan Wangji's grunt reverberates in Wei Wuxian's ear as that warm, viscous fluid fills up inside him. He moans as Lan Wangji pulls back, the movement of his cock sliding back allowing the fluid to slip along its length, the slightest bit leaking down his ass. The tail end of his moan is a sigh, ‘Ah, it's over.’
Turning his head as Lan Wangji pulls away, Wei Wuxian looks up at the man hunched over him. His face is red and shaded by his long hair like the underside of a maple tree. Sweat slides down his cheek and drips from his chin onto Wei Wuxian's neck, pooling with the sweat at his collar.
Bringing his hands back to his chest, Wei Wuxian brushes his fingers through the strands of hair pooling like ink on his chest. "That was great, Lan Zhan. Feel bett–urk!"
Wei Wuxian's vision spins when Lan Wangji grabs his waist and flips him over. ‘Or not!’ He groans, his insides clenching around the length that Lan Wangji does not even pull out.
“Be quiet.” Grabbing him by the shoulders, Lan Wangji slams into Wei Wuxian from behind, the slap of their flash sounding like the sparks that flash in Wei Wuxian's vision. He moans, throat hoarse, as Lan Wangji dips his head to his shoulder, panting against his back. ‘I guess he wasn't satisfied with that one time.’
Lan Wangji’s cock rubs against his lining walls, now coated in that thick fluid. His every plunge is slick from the added lubrication, encouraging Lan Wangji to thrust with increased vigor. In his arms, Wei Wuxian moans and shakes his hips, shoving against Lan Wangji’s pelvis until the head of his cock bumps against that amorous spot deep inside him.
Covering up the whimper that rises to his lips, Wei Wuxian chokes out a laugh. "I've...hngh…told you before, ahh! I like...mmph, ahh...! When you're angry, Lan Zha–" His strained laughter is cut off when Lan Wangji growls deep in his throat. He bites into Wei Wuxian's neck until he tastes blood.
Eyes tearing up, Wei Wuxian yells, "Aaah! Rgh, owwww! What'd I say about biting? Are you a dog?! Let go! Lan Zhan!" ‘Ow! He's a lot more upset than I realized. My usual flirting is not gonna help me here.’
Before he can try to twist free, Lan Wangji releases him, pulling back to squeeze his waist. His hips rock with Lan Wangji's movement, every thrust sending a jolt up his back and through his shoulder, making the bite ache. Wei Wuxian shivers when slender fingers leave his waist to trail through the sweat on his back. "Mmmm…!"
Without the hands holding him anymore, Wei Wuxian finds himself moving his hips to a favorable rhythm with Lan Wangji. He moans, delighted that the steady rocking isn't as hard on his back; though that length pressing into him hits so deep he feels a strange stirring in his stomach.
‘Mm, maybe I can still enjoy it if he calms down. It would be so much better if I could just get on top and take control…’ Wei Wuxian is distracted out of his planning when Lan Wangji leans forward again, his cock hitting its limit within him. His husband's wet panting breaths tickle the wound at his neck, blood dripping down with his sweat.
Hoping to entice Lan Wangji with a kiss, Wei Wuxian twists his neck to smile. "Was that bite the last of it, then? Did you get all your anger out?" ‘Lan Zhan is always a little rough anyw–’
Smack!
"You said you wouldn't hit me!" Wei Wuxian cries, curling up. His face pales then shifts to red, the color rising from his neck upward. Shocked tears spill from his eyes. He hides his face in his arms as tears roll down his cheeks. Through trembling arms, he whimpers, "I was only joking! You know me, Lan Zhan! It was just a bit of fun! You’re the one I care for the most!”
"And you said it could only be me. But what were you doing while I was away?" Lan Wangji's voice is fierce as he grabs the reddened cheek, fingers dimpling the warm flesh. Wei Wuxian moans, choking on his tears, as his hole clenches, the pain of the hit oddly stimulating.
"Hanguang-jun, that's no way to treat your husband!" Wei Wuxian whirls around at his waist to face Lan Wangji, tears still running down face. His crying gives Lan Wangji pause as he reaches out to cradle Wei Wuxian's cheek in his palm. Wei Wuxian whines as Lan Wangji rubs his thumb across his lover's cheek, wiping away his tears.
Feeling Lan Wangji calm down, Wei Wuxian shifts his hips. Trying to pull away, his smile hitches as the length inside starts slipping out. Grabbing Wei Wuxian's thigh to pull him back in, Lan Wangji's softening features go rigid as he grasps the man's jaw. Thwack! "Husband? So you do remember who I am?"
A tingling sensation runs from the hit up Wei Wuxian's spine, his jaw quivering with his suppressed moan. His fingers dig into Lan Wangji's arm, dragging down jade soft skin. He shrieks, "What about your promise?!"
"What about yours? You brought up vows before, but what about while I was away?" Lan Wangji releases his hold on Wei Wuxian's jaw and thigh to twist the man onto his stomach. Grasping his elbows, he pulls Wei Wuxian onto his knees, bound wrists digging against his stomach. Taking a deep breath Lan Wangji pulls back until just the head is being squeezed by Wei Wuxian's hole. Exhaling, he thrusts his hips, slamming in deep. He groans as Wei Wuxian clamps around his cock, body rigid beneath his hands. "Hngh! Mm."
"Hrk! Nngh…! Hah!" His body shaking, Wei Wuxian arches his neck, catching a glimpse of Lan Wangji's clenching jaw and red-tinged eyes. He feels his inner lining tighten around that familiar shaft as more viscous fluid leaks from his penis, dripping onto the sheets. On his stuttering exhale, his body tingles from the top of his head to his toes. ‘Ahh, that look in Lan Zhan's eyes… Too good.’
When Wei Wuxian seems to relax in his arms, Lan Wangji pulls him against his chest, one arm wrapped around his thin waist. His other hand reaches lower to grasp Wei Wuxian's half-hard penis. His thumb rubs under the head and he applies pressure to the shaft, smearing Wei Wuxian's ejaculation along the length. Once he is stiff again, Lan Wangji drops his hand to hold Wei Wuxian's inner thigh.
"Urk! Have mercy, Lan Zhan! Ugh, hah!" Wei Wuxian pleads as he's pulled in. Lan Wangji holds him close, nestling his head in Wei Wuxian's shoulder as he thrusts his hips. Inside is slick and warm from his release, his movements smooth despite how the walls try to squeeze around him. Wei Wuxian cries out, his breath hitching with each thrust. Their hearts pound together where Wei Wuxian's back presses into Lan Wangji's chest.
"Lan...Ah!...Lan Zhan… ngh! ...Please, mercy!" Wei Wuxian can't tell if his begging is from agony or delight as Lan Wangji fills him up again, warm fluid slipping out of his entrance as Lan Wangji shifts. Arms wrap around his chest, slender fingers brushing his nipple as Lan Wangji presses close.
Head dropping to Wei Wuxian's shoulder, Lan Wangji nestles against his neck, kissing the tender skin as he thrusts his hips. Unable to pull away, Wei Wuxian whines and groans as he is railed, Lan Wangji's cock slipping against his lining walls, slick from the copious amount of fluid leaking from its tip.
"Hah! Ack, ngh!" Lan Wangji keeps thrusting into him until Wei Wuxian's stomach and hole spasm as even more sticky white fluid splatters across his stomach and slips onto the sheets beneath them. His vision blurs. Exhausted, his bound hands clutch at Lan Wangji's arms even as his body goes limp in his husband's embrace.
Setting him onto a cleaner spot of the bed, Lan Wangji holds Wei Wuxian's hip as he pulls out. Beneath him, Wei Wuxian barely manages a shuddering moan, his body slick with sweat and other bodily secretions. His backside trembles, fluid leaking from his clenching hole. The sensation of it slipping down his skin, warm even against the hot, red marks on his ass, sends tremors through his waist. His chest heaves with his panting and he peeks through his bangs at Lan Wangji trying to regulate his breathing above him.
Wei Wuxian whimpers in protest when Lan Wangji rolls him onto his back. But all the man does is lift his arms to unbind them from the forehead ribbon. With a sigh, Lan Wangji brings his wrists to his lips, kissing the skin where blossoming red welts are forming. He reaches over and slides the red ribbon from Wei Wuxian's hair as well, trying to make him more comfortable.
"Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian mewls, reaching for Lan Wangji. "I'm sorry, yeah?"
"Mn." Lan Wangji wraps Wei Wuxian's arms around his neck. Cradling his husband's head, Lan Wangji leans into a kiss, pressing close to part the lips beneath his. His teeth just catch on Wei Wuxian's bottom lip before his eyes slip shut.
"...Love you…" Wei Wuxian mumbles, too tired to stay conscious.
"I'm sorry for being so rough." Lan Wangji leans over Wei Wuxian's prone figure, rubbing ointment on his neck where he’d bitten down. He pulls out a length of fabric to bind the wound and Wei Wuxian pulls away from him.
"You should be," Wei Wuxian cries, curling up away from Lan Wangji. Having woken in the middle of Lan Wangji bathing him, Wei Wuxian is laying on fresh sheets with his damp hair falling over his back and soaking into the fabric. The disconnect from his rough treatment during their romp and Lan Wangji's current gentle side makes Wei Wuxian want to torment his husband a little.
But when he glances over his shoulder and sees Lan Wangji pulling away, his heart thumps against his ribs. He reaches out for his lover, grabbing his arm. “Don’t go, Lan Zhan. It wasn’t that rough. I’m a man, I can take at least this much.
“Besides,” Wei Wuxian grins, tugging on his arm to pull Lan Wangji down. He lifts his head to meet him, just shy of a kiss. “Seeing my dear husband so riled up and angry for me has its own appeal.”
Lan Wangji moves in, pressing their lips together. He slips his hand behind Wei Wuxian's ear, fingers tangling in the damp raven locks. Grinning against the kiss, Wei Wuxian flicks his tongue along Lan Wangji's lip before he pulls back from the kiss. Looking up at him with heavy lidded eyes, he simpers, "But my back hurts a lot. Rub it for me?"
"Mm." Wei Wuxian rolls onto stomach, kicking his legs as Lan Wangji presses his fingertips into the small of his back.
"Nm…!" Stretching like a cat, Wei Wuxian pillows his head on his arms and watches Lan Wangji. Candle light flickers like gold in his eyes, his brows drawn in concentration. Wei Wuxian hums, moaning from the pleasant pressure when Lan Wangji presses deep into the muscles.
Lan Wangji rubs Wei Wuxian's back, applying a minor bit of spiritual power to ease the ache. He dutifully continues the massage until Wei Wuxian's moans grow indecent.
"Stop." Lan Wangji lifts his hands, pulling them away to tug on his sleeves. Wei Wuxian laughs, rolling onto his side to watch Lan Wangji's ears go red. The man turns his head to avoid his gaze, saying, "I thought you said you were in pain."
Grinning, Wei Wuxian slides forward to wrap his arms around Lan Wangji's neck. "I was, but the way you were touching me just felt too good."
Lan Wangji looks back at him, lips turned down in the slightest frown. He stares at Wei Wuxian, eyes darting over his features–that sly grin and eyes that twinkle like dappled obsidian. Shaking his head, Lan Wangji resists the urge to smile, easily falling prey to his husband’s beguiling looks.
Breathing out a quiet chuckle, Wei Wuxian pulls Lan Wangji into a tender kiss. He presses into those petal soft lips, the corners of his mouth still curved into a grin. Moving back the slightest, he whispers against Lan Wangji’s lips, "I was only joking earlier. Like I could allow anyone else to see you in such a state; I’ve never been good at sharing."
Lan Wangji pauses, his brow furrowed, irked at the reminder of why he had been enraged earlier in the night. Wanting to chastise Wei Wuxian for his frivolous words, he reaches over to squeeze his lover’s butt. Wei Wuxian jolts, tingles racing up his spine from pain and a bit of excitement at Lan Wangji’s touch.
"Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian tries to pull away, but Lan Wangji holds him with an arm around his waist.
"Behave, and I won't hit you." Lan Wangji presses his forehead to Wei Wuxian’s, a smile brushing his lips. Wei Wuxian grumbles under his breath, lips pursed into a frown, but he stops struggling when Lan Wangji lifts his hand to brush loose strands of hair behind his ear. Sighing, Lan Wangji kisses his temple, murmuring against the spot without lifting his lips, "It's past rest time. You need sleep for our travel back to Gusu."
Laying down, Lan Wangji pulls Wei Wuxian with him. Wei Wuxian tenses when the drop jostles his bruises but nestles into the warmth of Lan Wangji's arms. He shifts his hips until the pain lessens enough to relax. A sigh escapes his lips as Lan Wangji runs cool fingers through his hair. Bending forward, Lan Wangji's lips brush a kiss to Wei Wuxian's shoulder. Drawing him in closer, Lan Wangji sighs into the soft skin, "I love you."
"Aha, I love you, too, Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian winds his arms around Lan Wangji's neck and buries his head against his husband's shoulder. He breathes in the comforting scent of sandalwood as he's lulled to sleep by the sound of Lan Wangji's heartbeat.