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“Lan Zhan, ah, Lan Zhan. Did you have an ulterior motive in coming here today?” Wei Wuxian manages to get out between heated kisses.
Lan Wangji, who is currently pressed up against him in the small enclosed space that is the photobooth, bites his lip sucking it in response. This had started as a date. Lan Wangji asked Wei Wuxian to join him on an outing today since they were both free. Wei Wuxian thought it was cute that he picked to go to the arcade, where their first date had been.
Back then it was Wei Wuxian who had dragged him here. Lan Wangji was a fuddy-duddy and he wanted to show him what having some real fun was like. Naturally this was the first place he thought when it came to fun. Back then they were still just friends, Wei Wuxian didn’t even realize he had basically asked Lan Wangji out on a date. He remembered their first time here fondly, he even still had the set of photos he coerced Lan Wangji into taking in this very same photobooth. For the longest time he kept the one of Lan Wangji showing the hint of a smile in his wallet.
He was surprised that Lan Zhan wanted to come here and even more surprised when he led him to this photobooth. It sat in the farthest corner of the arcade, and was older than the other photobooths there so it was never used, if at all. The lack of foot traffic made it quite secluded.
Behind the dark curtain, Lan Wangji had him pinned where he sat in the booth. He continued to give Wei Wuxian fevered kisses, his hands caressing the other's face then slowly moving down to his chest until they rested at his waist. His fingers glided over Wei Wuxian’s waist until they came to the fly of his pants, where he rubbed his palm over, coercing his cock to come to attention. Wei Wuxian chuckled into the kiss.
‘So this IS what he brought me here for. How shameless,’ he thought.
“Wei Ying. I’m wearing it,” Lan Wangji mumbled against his lips.
“Wearing what?”
Lan Wangji pulled away,turned around, and pulled down his bottoms just enough to reveal a small fluffy tail between his cheeks. Wei Wuxian had bought it for him as a joke, he never thought the other would use it, but seeing the pale blue fluff made him hot from the inside out. He played it cool.
“How shameless Lan Zhan. You were wearing that the entire time we were out? So you were planning this from the beginning?”
“Mmn.”
Lan Wangji turned around once more dropping to his knees. Undoing the other’s fly he pulled Wei Wuxian’s cock free.
If this was the first time they were doing something like this in public Wei Wuxian would’ve tried to stop him, but after going out for sometime he learned that Lan Zhan was quite the closet exhibitionist and when he got like this it was very hard to tell him no. He was already taking Wei Wuxian deep in his mouth, to where he could feel his tip hit the back of Lan Zhan’s throat.
It was very hard to tell Lan Zhan no.
Lan Wangji’s throat convulsed around him and the other pulled off with a wet ‘pop’. Using one hand to stroke him, his tongue swirled around the head.
“Ah, Lan Zhan...”
He looked up from where he had been staring at Lan Wangji and grinned.
A camera’s shutter sounded, and Lan Wangji looked up through his eyelashes to see Wei Wuxian looking straightforward, throwing up a peace sign. When the sound occurred again he pulled his mouth away and glanced behind.
Lan Wangji saw the image of Wei Wuxian and himself on the screen. Or more precisely Lan Wangji between the others legs. The shutter went off again and, after a moment, a strip of photos came out of the dispenser. Wei Wuxian reaches over him to grab it, a smirk pulling at his lips.
“Ah how lewd Lan Zhan. Look.”
He presented the photos to the other. The first one with the peace sign and the back of Lan Wangji’s head; the second was similar. The third had Lan Wangji facing the camera, lips wet and plump, a little spit hanging at the edge of them, and Wei Wuxian’s cock held in his hand. His ears had a red hue to them and his eyes looked lustful and needy.
“The last ones definitely a keeper don’t you think?”
Lan Wangji didn’t comment and dove back down onto his cock, but Wei Wuxian didn’t miss the red flush creeping up his neck. He sucked with enthusiasm and the other carded his fingers through Lan Wangji’s well kept hair. This guy, usually so collected and devoid of expression, was doing little to hide the excitement of doing such an obscene act out in public.
Wei Wuxian leaned forward, closer to the screen than last time, causing his cock to push uncomfortably down the others throat. Lan Wangji gagged around it but didn’t pull away, instead breathing steadily through his nose and massaging his tongue under the shaft. It twitches in his mouth and Lan Wangji is so pleased with the response he pushes deeper to where his nose is nuzzled in the patch of hair there. It tickles but he pays it no mind. Wei Wuxian leans back and calls Lan Zhan to stand up. When he complies his abused lips are captured in a heated kiss and Wei Wuxian’s hands pull his bottoms a little lower.
A shutter sounds.
Lan Wangji looks back at the camera to see himself locked in an embrace with Wei Ying, his little tail out in full view, and a bunny ear filter on both of them.
A shutter sounds.
He turns back around and they continue to kiss, Wei Ying’s hands coming to tug at the tail gently.Carefully he pulls the tail out almost all the way,pulling it slightly to the side so it can be seen by the camera.
A shutter sounds.
He pushed it back in giving the soft fur a pet before reaching to grab the new set of pictures.
Wei Wuxian pauses their making out to study the pictures, leaving Lan Wangji to gravitate towards his neck where he bruises him relentlessly.
“You’re such a cute little bunny, Lan Zhan.”
“Wei Ying’s little bunny.” He accents the last word with a nibble at the crook of his neck.
Lan Zhan was being absolutely wicked today.
“What does my bunny want from me then? Surely you expected something to happen.”
Lan Wangji said nothing but reached behind himself to pull the tail out. He shifted his position, straddling Wei Wuxian’s waist, pants now hanging from one ankle, knees resting on the hard plastic ledge where the other sat. Using his other hand he guided Wei Ying to his entrance and sat down.
“Ah! So forward Lan Zhan!”
He was engulfed in a sudden warmth and he fought hard to suppress the groan that wanted to escape.
Lan Wangji, still holding the tail, wrapped his arms around the others neck and leaned in close to his ear.
“I want Wei Ying’s cum inside me by the time we leave.” He whispered grinding his hips down.
Wei Wuxian let out a broken chuckle, “You’re going to have to earn it.”
Lan Wangji had no problem with earning it. If it’s what he wanted then he would do whatever it takes to get it. Today he wanted sex. He wanted Wei Ying to take him in public. He wanted evidence that it happened. That’s why he chose this place and this photobooth. The fact that their first date was here was completely coincidental. The fact that Lan Wangji wanted to do this the first time they were here, way back when, was completely irrelevant.
Lan Wangji’s hips moved thinking about that first date. Wei Ying dragged him from game to game in an effort to find which one he would enjoy the most. Little did he know taking those pictures in this photobooth was his favorite part of the whole day. Lan Wangji kept those photos close, never wanting to be without seeing Wei Ying’s face. And now he had him all to himself. Wei Wuxian sighed in pleasure while Lan Zhan bounced on top of him. Their foreheads touched, and Lan Zhan had yet to break eye contact with him.
‘Sometimes he is just too much!’ He thought, averting his eyes from the others hot gaze.
“Wei Ying, take more pictures.”
Wei Wuxian nodded, hooking an arm around Lan Wangji’s waist to steady him while he leaned forward to pay for another round. Sitting back down, Lan Zhan continues to ride him, eyeing the screen behind him for the countdown. The shutter goes off two times and on the third he comes all the way off and spreads himself so his used hole is put on display for the camera. Wei Wuxian sees the pictures as they come out, and they drive him closer to the edge. Lan Zhan was definitely going to get what he wanted.
He pushes the other off and turns him around to face the camera. He presses into him again,hard, earning a excited gasp from Lan Zhan. He pounds into him relentlessly, using Lan Wangji’s shirt to hold him in place.
“Ah, Lan Zhan you’re so good at getting what you want. Next time just tell me and I’d be more than happy to give it you. No need to lure me out on a fake date.”
“No...ha... I want to go on a real date...ah...after...”
“After what? After I fill you up? You know it’s greedy to want your dessert before we get dinner right? So shameless.”
Lan Zhan was shameless but Wei Wuxian would be lying if he said he didn’t like him this way.
Lan Wangji’s hips met his, he clenched around him eager to milk him for his reward.
“Ah...fill up this... shameless bunny...”
Wei Wuxian’s hips snapped forward brushing against Lan Zhan’s prostate, causing him to bite back a loud moan, lest he announce to the whole arcade what they were doing. The onslaught on his prostate didn’t stop, Wei Ying knowing well were to hit to give his boyfriend maximum pleasure. One of his hands came to Lan Zhan’s cock and he stroked it in tandem to his thrusts. Feeling close, Lan Wangji fumbles around until he manages to pay for one last round of photos. He sees himself in the camera, face flushed with the added bunny filter and Wei Ying behind him.The image is too much, too hot for him to handle, and he groans deeply releasing into Wei Ying’s hand.
A shutter sounds.
Wei Ying’s cum covered hand comes to his mouth and he licks at it still high from his orgasm.
A shutter sounds.
Wei Ying thrusts deep into him one last time and stills. Lan Wangji can feel himself being filled and his eyes roll back in ecstasy as he finally gets what he wanted.
A shutter sounds.
Wei Wuxian tries to steady his breathing and he slowly pulls out. Cum leaks out of Lan Zhan’s hole but before it can fall on the ground Wei Wuxian is pushing it back in with the tail plug he retrieved from Lan Zhan’s slack hands.
He tucks himself back in and helps Lan Zhan with his pants and his hair until they both look presentable again.
“Now I would like to go on a real date if your satisfied.”
“Mmn, I am,” he said, pocketing the stack of lewd photos and placing a kiss on Wei Ying’s cheek before they existed the photobooth.