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Lan Wangji walked over to the living room and set gown two glasses of water on the coffee table, “make sure you drink when you’re done” he spoke calmly, and stood up straight, looking over to his husband.
Wei wuxian beckoned Lan Zhan with one finger and set his pipe down next to the glasses. When he was close enough, Wei Ying wrapped his arms around his beloved’s neck and pulled him close enough to kiss him, and exhaled the smoke into the other’s mouth when he opened to deepen it. Some of the smoke escaped the corners on their mouth but some of it remained trapped between them as they moved their tongues together. Eventually Lan Wangji was pulled fully down to sitting fully on the couch, and the movement caused gaps for more smoke to escape, and they broke apart short of breath. Straight faced as always, and not saying a word, Lan Wangji held out his hand and Wei Ying smiled widely. It wasn't too often Lan Wangji smoked with him since he was often too busy and couldn’t afford to, but it was April 20th and they really had nothing better to be doing so that gesture told him today was going to be a day that we actually joined him. He eagerly placed the pipe in Lan Zhan’s hand and when the man placed it up to his lips, lit the bowl for him. The contrast of his black and red pipe with Lan Zhan’s blue and white aesthetic was endearing and a wonderful sight. After lowering and setting down the pipe, he held it for a moment before grabbing the back of Wei Wuxian’s head to pull him close. He never really blew out the smoke, just sort of let it flow out and dissipate and it was probably top ten of hottest sights to behold in Wei Wuxians book. When he opened his mouth the smoke flowed between them and then he connected their mouths and Wei Ying couldn't help but let out a small noise and grip onto his husband's clothes. When they broke apart the noise he made was halfway between a whine and a moan and he smoothed out the wrinkled from where he death gripped Lan Zhan’s shirt, “I love when you smoke with me, the way you do it reminds me of a dragon” Golden eyes locked with his in a silent message to continue, “I like dragons. It’s sexy.” He kissed the tip of Lan Zhan’s nose.
“If I was a dragon my jaws would crush you when I bite.” He replied simply. Wei Ying crawled into his lap, “I think that might be okay. If it’s you anything is okay.” He got closer to his ear, “you can bite me and break the skin, or cut me with your claws, or burn me with your fire and I’d like it.” The hands on his body clenched and he smirked. Riling Lan Wangji up was always his favorite thing to do since they met, but then when they started to date it became his favorite for different reasons. The payoff was amazing.
“Pipe.” Lan Wangji growled. Wei Wuxian grabbed it, and then lit it again for him to take another hit. He held onto it this time and after holding it for a bit let the smoke flow out Just like Wei Ying liked while making eye contact with him, and when it was near the end, blew what was left into his face. He shivered. Lan Zhan held the pipe back up to his mouth which Wei Ying knew was his cue to light it for him, but he fumbled a little with the lighter. This would be the end of the bowl and they probably wouldn’t be refilling it, not right away at least. When he was done inhaling, Wei Wuxian set the pipe on the table behind them and looked back to see those eyes looking at him hungrily. He hardly had time to react before Lan Zhan pulled him in harshly, crashing their lips together and shotgunning the smoke into his open mouth. Their teeth clacked slightly but he liked the roughness of it. His arms wrapped tightly around Lan Zhan’s neck, and his hips involuntarily grinded down onto his lap. His movement earned him a rough squeeze to his ass which made him moan and let out more of the smoke from between them. He quickly moved to change from sitting across Lan Wangji’s lap, to straddling it and rolled his hips as he pushed Lan Zhan’s head back with the force of the kiss.
“Wei Ying.” He growled. The smoke was completely gone but his touch still felt burning.
“Lan Zhan… Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan. Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He rolled his hips again for emphasis, “you're gorgeous and the way the smoke highlights your mouth is intoxicating. Your pretty mouth, your soft lips. It just makes me want them. I don’t care where just anywhere on my body”
“Anywhere?” He whispered into his husband's mouth and grabbed his bottom lip between his teeth.
“Yes! Anywhere… Everywhere! Ah,” Lan Zhan immediately started trailing his kisses down his jaw and towards his neck. As promised he bit down into his neck, but lacked the sharp teeth to break the skin. Still he licked the bite mark afterwards and then lifted and flipped his husband to be laying on the couch with him hovering over. The sudden movement combined with the drug clouding their heads left them dizzy for a moment but Wei Wuxian just let out a loud laugh as the room spun for a moment. It was infectious and soon Lan Wangji let out his own laugh.
This is what Wei Wuxian loved most about Lan Zhan smoking with him. It made seeing that smile and hearing that laugh so much more common and made him feel more intoxicated than any drug or alcohol ever could.
When he finally had his bearings and everything was steady again he pulled Lan Zhan down pressing their foreheads together and spoke low, “please, let me feel that mouth on me more, Husband.”
“Mn” Lan Wangji was happy to oblige. He kissed down his neck, lifted his shirt which was quickly discarded, and then down his chest. Once in the center of his chest he used each of his thumbs to rub at the nipples that started to harden when exposed to the air. The noise he got in response was delicious but he was impatient to get lower. He kept on his path down his stomach, while continuing to rub at the sensitive nubs, until he get below the belly button and moved his hands to undo the pants button and zipper as fast as he could. The way Wei Ying’s abdominal muscles twitched under his kiss was a wonderful tell of what was to come, responsive to even the slightest touch he gave. When finally he was able to pull down his husbands ‘s pants and underwear Wei Ying pulled in a sharp inhale as his half hard cock was exposed and already pressed to Lan Wangji’s face. “Lan Zhan…” he whined. He couldn’t bring himself to say more in the moment but a million words flowed through his mind ‘fuck me, touch me, please just put your mouth around me and milk me dry.’ His silent pleas were answered though, when his husband licked the tip and placed it in his mouth. Already sensitive from the anticipation he threw his head back and whined. Lan Wangji focused on the head, hollowing his cheeks and flicking his tongue, while his hand steadily moved up and down the base. It was completely unfair that he knew all the ins and outs of what places he likes to be touched and could make such a mess of him with little effort. The pressure of his tongue under the head had him letting out loud whining moans, and bucking up for more. After doing so a hand was on his hip pressing him down and the warm heat of his mouth left. Wei Ying whined but before he could voice his complaints Lan Zhan spoke, “be patient” and then moved to get up.
The man left on the couch almost started to yell about how ‘you can’t leave me like this!’ When he noticed his husband grab one of the indiscreet lube bottles they had stashed around the house. The labels were gone so no one had to know what it was, but having them in random places beat having to run to the bedroom everytime they got started in a different room of the house. Being only steps away, he quickly got back to where he was, and licked a stripe up Wei Ying’s cock while getting right to pressing a finger against his hole. His legs spread slightly more, the one on the inside of the couch going up to hook on the top of the couch. One of Lan Wangji’s hands held up Wei Wuxian’s cock, thumbing at the slip and licking at the sides, while the other rubbed over his hole without actually entering. At some moments he thought he would but then it dipped back out again and he whined “Lan Zhan please, I can’t take it just enter— AH” vision seemed to blank for a short moment and then he saw Lan Zhan Smirking at him after cutting him off by shoving a singer inside. Lan Zhan never smirked but it was such an enticing look on him, completely unfair. His face was burning but he reached a hand down and grabbed Lan Zhan’s shoulder tightly, “come up here.” He didn't usually make commands, but Lan Zhan didn’t usually smirk at him from between his legs so today was going to be different. He did as he was told, still keeping up the movement of the finger sliding in and out and when he was face to face, Wei Ying kissed him hard, punctuating words with kisses, “Who gave you. The right. To suddenly. L-look at me like th-that huh?” The fingers inside him increased and he could feel the slight smile on his husband's lips as he kissed him. Clearly his chastising only encouraged him more.
“But Wei Ying liked it.” Ending his sentence, he hooked the fingers inside and Wei Wuxian’s back arched. “Th-thats not the point.” He sharply inhaled when the fingers slightly brushed his prostate and then they increased to three. “Y-you need to warn me or.. my heart might stop!” Precum dripped onto his stomach and he was quickly getting tired of the preparation. He wanted to have his husband in him now or he might cum too early and be too sensitive to take it. Lan Wangji had become an expert in reading his husbands expressions and could tell it was time to move on. He removed his fingers from inside which caused both Wei Yings thighs and dick to twitch and make a noise at the loss. He wanted to complain, but he knew that it was a temporary loss before getting something better. Still, he often couldn't control his mouth, and while his husband grabbed the lube to cover himself before entering he rambled, “Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji, husband, big bad dragon Lan Wangji. Mark me, mate me, please make me yours I want it sooo bad.”
“Hush” he responded and pressed a finger to his love’s lips. Wei Ying merely licked at the finger and took it between his lips. His eyelids fluttered as he felt Lan Zhan lined himself up, and he opened his mouth in a moan when he pressed in. “Oh, god. More, more! I love feeling you inside me Lan Zhan please.” Encouraged, he quickly sheathed himself fully, and when they connected, Wei Ying bounced and moaned loudly. “So big… I think I can feel you in my throat.” Lan Zhan only acknowledged him with his usual “mn” as he worked on slowly moving out and back in. “Lan Zhan.. you're being too gentle. I want you to mark me. Take me, bounce me on your cock please I can take it.” He screamed as Lan Wangji thrusted up sharply and then leaned to whisper in his ear “Then take it.” And started pistoning in and out quickly, grip tight on Wei Ying’s hips who did indeed bounce back and forth across the cushions and muttered incoherently about how good it felt, and chanting his husbands name. “Cum, cum I’m gonna cum please Lan Zhan.” His eyes had tears in them and he balled up his fists near his head. Half the time his husband would deny him being able to cum until he said so, so he grew used to not touching himself and waiting to see if Lan Zhan would touch his dick for him, allowing him to cum.
Today was a merciful day. Lan Zhan grabbed and started pumping his cock which left him unable to form any words just a string of moans as he quickly reached his peak and came over his stomach and Lan Wangji’s fingers. His vision went white, but even as it came back he still let out a string of moans as Lan Wangji’s chased his own release. He licked the cum off his fingers, which felt strange on his throat after having smoked but wasn't unwelcome because it was Wei Ying. Wei Ying himself however, feeling completely dazed took his husbands hand to clean the rest of the cum off his hand and as he did so, Lan Wangji’s hips started to stutter. They became slower and sharper pulling out whines every time he buried himself fully and then stopped, releasing inside. Wei Ying pulled him down for a kiss as he climaxed and his legs twitched while Lan Wangji rode it out until he was done. When he was, they parted from the kiss Lan Zhan was tired, but Wei Ying just looked at him with such love in his eyes and shuddered when his husband pulled out leaving him empty. The feeling of cum leaking out of his hole was embarrassing but knowing he was able to satisfy his husband in that way was rewarding. Before they left a stain on the couch, Lan Wangji grabbed tissues to clean him up and after being convinced they didn’t need to clean up right away, he laid down with his husband on the small space the couch allowed. Wei Ying traced shapes into his chest and spoke fondly “I love you, you know that?”
“Mn”
“One day my soul is gonna leave my body completely from the way you make me feel.”
“Not allowed.”
“What do you mean? You can’t stop that you know”
He kissed his cheek “I’ll follow Wei Ying wherever he goes.”
“Lan Zhan!! You can’t say things like that! It’s too sweet.”
“Mn” Lan Zhan let out a soft chuckle and kissed him “love you, too.”