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It has recently come to our attention that many of our guests have not been focusing on their health and wellness. In an effort to encourage healthy living and help our beloved guests get in shape, a grand sports festival will be held in the Golden Peacock. This sports festival will include many small games and four large games.
Prior to the festival, guests will have the opportunity to train and prepare for the games with our expert coaches.
We hope you are as excited as we are! And, as always, we hope you enjoy your stay. 】
BEAK
MEET THE TEAM
♦ DIAMONDS GAME ♦
OMEGADOME: HUNTING GAME
A cheerful pair of game managers stand outside the conservatory doors and block all guests that try to enter. They quickly explain that a special Diamonds game is taking place inside and only guests that agree to participate may enter. This game is a physical exercise that riffs on "Hunting", which is a popular sport in many different countries and civilizations. Of course, it is one hundred percent safe, and all guests that play are eligible to win massive chip prizes, store vouchers, fabulous prizes, and more.
Details about the game? Those can't be shared outside of the conservatory. Only the brave and those willing to risks will reap the benefits of this Diamonds game. So step right up, dear guests, and sign this waiver before stepping into the flourishing beauty of the conservatory for a brand new adventure.
♥ HEARTS GAME ♥
DOUBLES' THERMO: SURVIVAL GAME
Chickadees is sparing no expense on advertising their e-sport games over the course of the sports festival. Posters, notifications, stickers, fliers! Come one, come all. Sports don't need to be physical. Guests that duck into the arcade will find a variety of e-sport games to enjoy, but the real showstopper that every single employee is aggressively promoting is the new immersive VR game, DOUBLES' THERMO.
A large swath of egg-shaped pods have been installed in the back half of Chickadees. Any guest that shows an iota of interest will be assaulted by employees encouraging them to give it a try. They will offer vouchers for a free session, encourage with mentions of prizes that can be won from the arcade's coveted prize wall, and persuade by praising how high tech and immersive the experience is. Some employees are desperate enough to trick or push guests into the pods if they aren't willing to go in themselves.
However they've ended up inside the VR egg, guests will find themselves submerged in strange fluid as the lid closes. Everything fades away into darkness as the game loads...
♣ CLUBS GAME ♣
QUACK AND COVER: SHOOTING GAME
Cloaca & Dagger has temporarily outfitted itself as a neon-bright paintball course. Gone are the wild sex setups in exchange for series of obstacles and obstructions for guests to navigate while in pursuit of paintball championship. This high intensity game of strategy and physical fitness promises to exhilarate! Welcome to Quack and Cover, a game where your shooting skills and ingenuity will be put to the test.
So say the game managers at the door before following up with a few disclaimers. Cloaca & Dagger is not responsible for any physical or psychological trauma guests may incur while inside. Guests that join the game will then be outfitted in tight black underarmor and supplied with a paintball gun and protective mask before being let loose on the course.
♠ SPADES GAME ♠
PECKING ORDER: MMA GAME
During night hours, many long-standing guests make their way through Talon toward the gym’s creaky basement stairs. Three floors down and then through a desolate hallway with littered with abandoned equipment. Double doors wait at the end, unassuming until they’ve been opened…
Flashing lights, jeers, and the thick odor of sweat. You’ve found the Pecking Order, a late-night mixed martial arts event where guests show their prowess in the ring. Spectating guests shout and messily eat snacks on make-shift bleachers while fighters clash inches away, using only their bodies to fight for dominance and win. Pecking Order is very informal; guests only need to sign up in order to get added to the docket. Anyone can watch, though they will be vaguely warned at the door that even spectating comes with risks.
LOCKER ROOMS
YOU WASH MY BACK, I'LL WASH YOURS
Every training and game location has a door labeled LOCKER ROOM right outside the entrance. These doors all connect to the same massive locker room. The magic of these locker room doors goes one way. Trying to go back to the place you just were by backtracking will not work — you’ll just end up in Beak! All guests will be advised to finish their games before hitting the showers.
The Golden Peacock is proud to present our upgraded and extended locker room. Please come in and enjoy the facilities, catch-up with your teammates, and enjoy some healthy drinks provided by our favorite resort convenience store, Cock-a-doodle-doo’s!
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[ It's the scent that catches him first, a familiar scent of sandalwood on the air that Wei Wuxian can't exactly ignore. He tilts his head, curious, and already feeling a little worn from the effects of the game he gives into the impulse to chase it down. And chase, he does. He sprints through the vale, trying to track down the source of that scent, sneakers pounding on the ground and working up a sweat in the process.
So, by the time he does find Lan Wangji, he's sweating quite a bit and overheated. Even if he is just in a black tank top and black gym shorts. It's fine! What's also fine is how much his scent is spilling from him, overbearing in its alluring omega pheromones. He finds the familiar man tucked away, meditating at the base of a tree trunk and when his words come, Wei Wuxian realizes his eyes are closed, which is why he must not recognize who just approached.
This delights him, of course, and he'll jog over the few steps closer, standing in front of Lan Wangji with his hands on his hips and grins from ear to ear. ]
Not safe for me? Ah~! Is Lan Zhan going to do something untoward? Will he defile my good virgin body? [ WHAT virgin body, Wei Wuxian??? ] Or maybe it's the reverse, I will pluck Lan Zhan's gentle flower and drink up the nectar! Oh ho!
[ The smell is getting stronger and stronger, whoever it is is getting closer and Lan Wangji just finds himself squinting his eyes closed as much as he can, doing his best to recite all those rules and not thinking about how alluring it is.
Of course that plan flies out of the window as soon as he hears that voice, the one he knows best in the world and the one he cannot resist answering. ]
...Wei Ying..!
[ That may be the most surprise he's had in his voice in a long time as his eyes snap open and he realizes that his ears do not deceive him — there's Wei Wuxian in the flesh ( the mostly unclothed flesh ) and his shameless words, even in this situation. No wonder he found himself drawn to that particular scent..
He cannot help but look at him, study the man before him from head to toe, but even in the murky waters of forced desire the need to protect shines through. ]
Has anyone attempted to.... hurt you?
[ He knows what this 'game' is by now, has seen the sighs and heard the sounds. He's up on his feet in a flash and moving forward, a hand gripping Wei Wuxian's elbow as his arm gets lifted up and he gets spun around, Lan Wangji compelled to give him a proper look over to ensure the other man is not injured in any way. A proper, detailed look, definitely over all that bare skin which is on show. ]
[ Oh, oh. He's being spun. He goes with it, making it a game for himself as he spins on his sneaker clad foot and does a full 360 in Lan Wangji's hold before he's facing him again, a step closer than before but that grin still everpresent on his face. He does have a brief, momentary thought of — am I dressed too improperly for Lan Zhan? But there's nothing to be done about that, he's in what he's in and it's comfortable, with his body feeling so hot as it is. ]
Someone threw a rock at me. [ Said with an exaggerated pout. Lan Zhan, can you believe it? Someone threw a rock at him! But then the pout fades back into that grin and he laughs. ] It was funny. I fell out of the tree I was sitting in because of it, but the guy caught me. All this is crazy, ain't it?
[ Ohhh, he wants to touch. He always want to touch Lan Wangji but the urge is even more insistent, fingertips tingling with it, with these added dimensions to their senses and urges and instincts. He gives a once over to Lan Wangji himself, taking in the athletic wear with a curious look. It sure is strange to see Lan Wangji in the clothes of this world. ]
Hey, how long have you been here? Did you just get here? You don't have a rank yet, do you?
[ With the mention of the rock Lan Wangji's brow immediately furrows. How dare they. ]
Who threw it?
[ Whoever it is they're likely going on his shitlist forever— maybe Lan Wangji will throw a boulder at them in return, or slice their hands off so they cannot even think about touching what isn't theirs!! But these secret, idle musings also bring about a more pressing matter— it isn't safe here, not with other people in the vicinity. ]
We stay together, until a way out is discovered.
[ It isn't optional. Reaching down, he takes Wei Wuxian's hand in his in a firm grip that will only tighten if he attempts to struggle out of it, and soon after Lan Wangji is marching off deeper into the wooded area, tugging his 'friend' along as he finally answers the questions. ]
Mn, I recently arrived. Housed in a training facility first, until I was offered the opportunity to join this 'game'.
[ And now knowing what kind of game it is, if it can even be called that... maybe he squeezes Wei Wuxian's hand a little bit during a brief pause. ]
....I thought it a Night Hunt. Pursuing beasts, not.. this.
[ Even though his thoughts betray the very words he is saying, how there is a deepened sense of satisfaction running through him because he has caught Wei Ying, has he not? Now just to find a good spot where nobody else can get close to him, try to steal him away, and— ]
[ Completely oblivious to these thoughts of putting Red on his shitlist and slicing his hands off, Wei Wuxian replies breezily. ]
Oh, I don't know his name. Tall guy, doesn't speak a lot. He sniffed me and rubbed his face all over my neck.
[ And maybe more??? TBD. But either way he blinks at Lan Wangji's reaction and laughs, letting him take his hand and march them off together. Yeah, okay. This is his Lan Wangji, alright. His favorite guy in the world! God, he missed him. He missed him so badly and it's only been, what, almost two months since he arrived here? He's going to catch up to his side and instead of just holding his hand, he winds his arm around Lan Wangji's, hanging off his arm idly and looking up at him with wide eyes and a besotted expression. ]
Well, we're all a bit beastly now, aren't we? Not too far off from a Night Hunt. There's a few other games too, we can try them out when we get out of here. But we'll have to stick together until we're let out!
[ How unfortunate. ]
Hey, hey, Lan Zhan. Lan Zhaaaan. What's the last thing you remember from back home? When did you talk to me last?
[ And, without even waiting for him to answer, he's going to give into impulse and rub his face against Lan Wangji's shoulder, breathing in the scent of sandalwood and letting it run through him comfortingly. ]
The purpose of Night Hunts are to dispose of fiends. This is different.
[ Very different!! Not like their nice, respectable hunts back home. He would never dream of doing such a thing as they intend here.
Randomly, he thinks back to the time long, long ago when they had attended the phoenix mountain hunt, and happened across each other in the middle of the woods like this. How a stray thought had him considering just kissing Wei Ying there against the bark of the tree, wondering if he would fight it, until ultimately they were interrupted. Ah.. ]
Does Wei Ying enjoy playing the games here? If you are to take part, we go together.
[ He can't stop Wei Wuxian from playing if that's really what he wants to do, he's likely to run off the moment his back is turned and go join them anyway, but he can make sure nobody else comes within ten feet of him.
It doesn't take long until they're in a thicker part of the woods away from the strongest smells and noises, his grip on Wei Wuxian's hand loosening only slightly as he positions him next to a rather large tree, and with Lan Wangji in front of him he's practically obscured by any potential prying eyes. Now with that settled— ]
His scent lingers.
[ The Rock Guy™. The only logical step is to get rid of it, which means he is soon stepping forward and burying his face into Wei Wuxian's neck as he finally answers. ]
I greeted you, on the mountainside in Gusu. Above the waterfall. Followed the sound of Chenqing.
[ Nice and respectable, huh? Wei Wuxian almost wants to contradict that, confess to his own dirty thoughts he's had during Night Hunts, of secreting away with a beau and playing in the woods together. Unfortunately, he's never had a beau to do that with but — well. He wonders if this counts, right now, the way the two of them are wandering off to a quiet corner for themselves.
Maybe it does.
Of course, he doesn't know of Lan Wangji's thoughts. Still, to this day, oblivious to Lan Wangji's desire to kiss him during the phoenix mountain hunt. And he'll never know, unless Lan Wangji tells him.
For now though, he shakes his head. The games are fun but not as fun as being with Lan Wangji. He doesn't want to leave his side if he doesn't have to, even if it means he doesn't get any points. ]
Nah. I'm good, I've played enough. I'm just happy to see you.
[ He's barely noticing Lan Wangji's intention though, doesn't realize he's got him crowded in against a tree until it happens. He just thinks it's natural, to lean up against this tree with Lan Wangji in front of him, his fingers skimming down Lan Wangji's arm, wrist, playing at his fingertips.
His scent lingers and then Lan Wangji is buried against his throat and Wei Wuxian cannot stop the pleased noise that leaves him. His arms wrap around Lan Wangji's neck and he closes his eyes, fingers sinking into Lan Wangji's hair. It's odd, him without his hair piece. At least Wei Wuxian found a red ribbon for his own hair. ]
I remember that. Alright, that's good. Sometimes people here have different memories from the people they know back home but we seem to be from the same, uh, time, I suppose? Good, good, good.
[ He turns, rubs his face into Lan Wangji's hair and sighs, happy. ]
Lan Zhan, I really, really, really missed you! I've been here for two months, all alone! [ . . . ] Well, no, Xue Yang is here and so is Xiao Xingchen but they have different memories and don't really know me. I don't think Xue Yang knows he's dead. And Xiao Xingchen is scared of me.
Wei Ying, I am here. You will no longer be alone. I shall take care of you.
[ You know, the funny thing about this situation they're currently stuck in, is now that he's run into Wei Ying, Lan Wangji doesn't actually feel that different to how he usually does when around him. To want to take care of him, to make sure Wei Ying is his and nobody else can flirt with him or worse, it's just a normal day for him with the only exception being that he simply cannot help but open his mouth and spill those words he would normally keep locked up, can't help but let his hands wander to wrap around the other man's back when normally they would be clenched tightly by his side. ]
Xue Yang...and Xiao Xingchen? Were they resurrected together?
[ Alright, that's worrisome. Even if the method is currently unknown to him, the concept of the dead coming back to life is not that improbable considering who's neck his lips are currently ghosting over, but he doubts that resurrection has done anything to quell Xue Yang's unrepentant personality. Xiao Xingchen was an honorable man, he can surely be reasoned with, but the other..
...All the better to make sure nobody else comes looking for Wei Ying. Why wouldn't they, considering how delightful he smells? If it is the role of alphas in this game to hunt that makes the omegas their prey, he doesn't need to ask to know which side of the coin Wei Wuxian falls on, he can already sense it. The only thing for it is to completely drown his prey with his own scent and ward off potential intruders, make it so that they wouldn't dare approach, and simply burying their faces into each other's neck or hair isn't going to be enough.
Lan Wangji barely even thinks about it, it's just a flash of a thought in his head telling himself that he should do it, that it is the easiest and most effective thing to ensure Wei Ying is not taken from him as he bites down at the juncture where the neck meets the shoulder, hard enough for teeth to break the skin. ]
[ There is something so, so, so satisfying about hearing those words from Lan Wangji. You will no longer be alone. I shall take care of you. If it was anyone else, he'd laugh at them, make up some excuse for them to think he didn't need it, to put some distance between the two of them. But because it's Lan Wangji, his soulmate, he feels nothing short of content in response. Though, there is a voice in the back of his head telling him that Lan Wangji wouldn't usually just outright say that, would he? ... Would he?
Either way, Wei Wuxian won't look a gift horse in the mouth and squeezes his arms tighter around Lan Wangji's shoulders, nuzzling him more gently. ]
Thank you, Lan Zhan.
[ He can't resist it either, he presses a kiss to Lan Wangji's temple in response, wanting to show his gratitude in some way for the man's presence, for his return to his side. The touches all over his back are wonderful too and it's starting to make his thoughts feel a little fuzzy, even though he's trying hard to stay coherent so he can make sure the two of them are on the same page. At least he was able to tell him the most important news — the news about Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen. So, at the question, he gives an unsure noise. ]
Dunno. They've been here longer than I have, they seem pretty settled. I'm still not sure if this place is an afterlife or something different. I don't think either of us are dead, so I doubt it's an afterlife but maybe more... a different realm altogether? I was thinking—
[ And then that, of course, is the moment Lan Wangji chooses to bite his neck and instantly, Wei Wuxian's knees buckle and he moans. His legs give out from under him and Lan Wangji will have to react quick to catch him before he crashes to the ground, his face flushed and his scent reeking of arousal.
A little breathless, his hands clutching the front of Lan Wangji's shirt, he looks dazed at the sensation of the bite against his throat and if Lan Wangji cares to look, he might see that Wei Wuxian is hard in his shorts. Oops.
After he's caught and not collapsed on the ground, he's going to open his mouth — ]
Do that again. Lan Zhan, do that again!
[ Demanding, insistent, and a little desperate. He wants Lan Wangji to bite him. ]
[ He pulls away rather abruptly with a look of concern, at first thinking he is being rejected, only to quickly discover that Wei Wuxian throwing his body weight against him isn't to push him away, but because he is practically swooning in his arms.
That he can deal with, leaning forward so his arm can quickly reach down lower, wrapping around the other man's (snatched!!) waist to pull him close and hold him up, his other hand bracing against the tree as he moves so that he can keep himself upright too.
Of course, being in such a position brings to attention the rather noticeable interest Wei Wuxian is holding within his shorts seeing as it is now pressing against him, and it is only due to the culmination of over thirty years of intense Gusu Lan discipline that keeps him from lowering his head and looking at it. For Lan Wangji himself the same arousal hit him the moment he got Wei Wuxian cornered against the tree, and if he were less affected by the circumstance perhaps he would have tried to hide it (where are those layers upon layers of loose and flowy Lan robes when you truly need them?) but it's too late now, especially with his Wei Ying pleading to be marked again and obviously, that takes priority over all else. He does not speak, only glances down to admire his handiwork on Wei Wuxian's poor neck, before tilting his head and dipping down to give the same treatment to the other side. ]
[ Look, he's slept with Lan Wangji before (just!! slept!! Sleeping!! Not sex!!!) and he has a severe lack of personal space when it comes to the other man, but this is definitely pushing the limits of what they've done before. Especially when Lan Wangji grabs him around his (poor little) waist and pushes him up against the tree. If his head was clearer, if things were a little more grounded, if he wasn't so fucking desperate for Lan Wangji to touch him, he might be a little more principled in their interaction right now.
As it is, all he wants is Lan Wangji's mouth on his skin and his body pressed against his own. So, that's what he's going to get. His arms loop around Lan Wangji's shoulders again, clutching at him tightly as Lan Wangji lowers his head. He's not concerned about the lack of response, doesn't need Lan Wangji to be vocal about what he's about to do — he just needs him to do it.
And the bite comes and Wei Wuxian is moaning again, right next to Lan Wangji's ear as he nuzzles in against his head and bucks his hips up against Lan Wangji's hips. He can feel Lan Wangji's interest and that's a little surreal because he's never exactly... thought... about Lan Wangji's, uh, dick, but now he is and he wants it and the scent of arousal gets a little more potent as Wei Wuxian's hole begins to drip with slick. That's a strange feeling. ]
Ha... ha... that feels really good, Lan Zhan. Don't stop.
[ Wei Wuxian keeps telling him not to stop, and each time he hears it the less he wants to. Alarm bells are going off somewhere there inside his head, telling him to stop, this is wrong, he shouldn't— but then a moan gets drawled out right beside his ear and yeah, any sense of decorum or morality or I don't know, maybe don't feel up your soulmate against a tree withers away and is forgotten.
His teeth let go once they're done leaving a significant mark there on Wei Wuxian's neck but he doesn't move from it, mouthing over it as he takes in a big old sniff of that scent, now mixed in with something new and even more enticing, as the hand that was settled around the other's waist slinks lower down, fingers kneading into a cheek of his ass. ]
Remember later, that you are the one who instructed me not to stop.
[ Lan Zhan's hand is on his ass. Lan Zhan's hand is on his ass. His thoughts screech to a halt at such a new and enticing reality because he never really thought about Lan Wangji touching him like this before. But now they're here and he doesn't know why he didn't think about it before! He thinks that if he wants to do this with anyone, why wouldn't it be Lan Wangji? He's his best friend! He understands him the most! So on and so forth.
So, don't mind Wei Wuxian as he realigns his perceptions on things for a moment, in this foggy haze of lust that he can't quite shake. He feels drunk. Or more than that — high, perhaps. A mix of the two. But his whole body is alight with lust that he can't think of anything other than Lan Wangji's body against his own and the two of them tangled up together.
He laughs at Lan Wangji's comment, taking it as a joke instead of the threat it is. Oh, silly man! Why would he regret this? He can't think of anything he'd enjoy more than doing... whatever they're doing... together! ]
Lan Zhaaaaan. [ Drawled out, voice slurring. ] You should kiss me, Lan Zhan.
[ His hand stays there since it hasn't been moved, just kind of idly gripping his ass as he focuses on the thoughts overwhelming his mind. He is happy Wei Wuxian is here, even if that is incredibly selfish. He shouldn't have to be subjected to being roped into tricks like this, but even so..
Lan Wangji has lived in a world without that lighthearted tone as his best friend, only friend, his Wei Ying, laughs and chatters away. Existed without the warm touch of his hands which now burns into his skin. It is selfish greed to want to be able to keep it here but he has all the same, especially when combined with the scent which screams at him to keep him close.
Wei Ying says kiss me and his gaze immediately drops to those moving lips. It's so ingrained in him to provide the other man with whatever he wants that Lan Wangji almost gives it immediately. Almost. But there is a thought which lingers in his mind, perhaps the only one still doing its best to stay connected with sanity, which tells him this isn't how it should be. ]
You do not mean it. It is the effects of this curse.
[ Wei Ying wouldn't ask to be kissed by him, otherwise. He knows he is not liked in that way, and that reality is enough to dampen those flames of desire just enough to reel it back in, to regretfully peel his hands away— albeit slowly— as fingertips dig into the tree bark either side of them. ]
What's going on? Why in the world is Lan Wangji stopping? There's a blink and his eyes opening, expression one of surprise as he takes in the rejection, processes it, finds it absolutely confusing and then whines. His scent shifts to something more sour, more upset, because the rejection stings and he's so confused over what's just happened, thrown so hard by it.
His hands stay around Lan Wangji's shoulders, fingers gripping the back of his shirt but he pulls his head back to look at his face, confusion etched on his features followed by a budding misery. ]
You... don't want to kiss me?
[ Embarrassment hits him, foreign in its taste and overwhelming. He's just made an ass of himself in front of Lan Wangji, hasn't he? He thought — well, he doesn't know what he was thinking. He just knew it felt good, the two of them pressed together, the heat of their bodies. Maybe he's gotten too used to the carefree attitude around sex that Golden Peacock has and now he's made a fool of himself in front of the only person who matters.
He pulls his hands back and buries his face in his hands, slumping against the tree. ]
Shit, I'm sorry. I thought — [ He thought Lan Wangji felt the same way, that the only person he'd want to spend this time with would be each other. That even if they were getting carried away because of the game, at least it was with someone they wanted. But Lan Wangji doesn't want him, he's just trying to keep him safe. He really should've known better. ] Nevermind what I thought. I'll keep my hands to myself.
[ He can't look Lan Wangji in the eye now, face pink from embarrassment and scent no longer dripping in arousal but with an added scent of sadness to it. He feels like a cold bucket of water was just dumped on him. ]
[ That isn't right, not at all. He does want to kiss, and Lan Wangji knows it is not a thought thrust upon him by this place, and his brow furrows deeply at just how wrong that assumption is. And yet he does not speak of it, carefully dances around it as he clarifies what he meant. ]
I do not want it to be something you regret once we are freed. Unaffected.
[ He pictures themselves in the same scenario, but somewhere at home. The woods at the foot of the mountains, perhaps. A night hunt. Crowded against a tree like this. Would Wei Ying asked to be kissed then, like he does now? If he were to ask, mind unclouded, Lan Wangji would indulge him every time. But would he ask for it?
Wei Wuxian is withdrawing from him, taking a little step back as he hides his face between his hands, the sweet smell from earlier now overrun with panic and it reminds him of rabbits, ready to flee at a moment's notice and he cannot let that happen, no matter what else is said between them. He steps closer, getting rid of that distance between them again as he reaches up for Wei Wuxian's wrists, pulling his hands away in order to look upon his face, keeping hold of them so that the man cannot try to make a run for it. ]
Wei Ying entices. Not only for kissing. His scent carries. Others will try to claim you.
[ He tries to actually maintain eye contact, but every so often darkened eyes flicker down to that set of lips before him, tempting, so tempting, as his fingers tighten their grip. ]
[ He's still feeling that anxious tension in his heart, even as Lan Wangji reassures him and bridges the distance between them again. He still feels that sting of rejection and his instinct is to find a way to laugh it off, or to run away so no one can see him feel hurt by such a thing. But he can't run away, not when Lan Wangji holds his wrists so tightly and crowds him in against the tree.
And part of him doesn't want to run away, from this safe little bubble in Lan Wangji's personal space. He's hidden from others by the man in front of him, kept safe and tucked away. He likes it, it makes something in his brain go pleasantly numb and so he can only give in and sink into Lan Wangji's grip. His gaze drops to the ground for a moment, a large sigh rolling through him before he nods, quietly responds. ]
Okay, I'll stay.
[ He thinks about it, what he'd have done if Lan Wangji didn't show up. Probably play the game, fool around with some strangers, get some points and a huge payout he could spend on crap. But it wouldn't be as satisfying as just being with Lan Wangji, even if Lan Wangji refuses to touch him. His eyes flick up to Lan Wangji's again, holding eye contact.
What did he say to Akira? He's like a monk, right? He shouldn't be surprised that Lan Wangji doesn't want to play the game, even if it's with him. Shouldn't be surprised that he doesn't want Wei Wuxian to play it either. He'd probably lose face if he went off now and found someone else, not that he wants to do that at all. ]
I wouldn't regret it though. I wouldn't regret anything with Lan Zhan. Even if Lan Zhan doesn't want to do anything with me, I want him to know that.
[Wei Wuxian keeps saying that, mentioning how it's okay if Lan Wangji doesn't want to kiss him, doesn't want to do anything with him. Why would he not want to? Anyone in their right mind would! Why doesn't he keep thinking that? He really needs to— ]
—Stop talking.
[ Seriously!! If he could look at this more objectively he would realize his concern for it being a one-sided want once the hormones died down is easily misconstrued into announcing his own rejection of it. But even though that really isn't it, he doesn't have the sense to recognize that right now, the impulses still running wild and it's nothing but frustrating.
Wei Ying is disappointed in him, Lan Wangji can tell how upset he really is simply by the sour scent let alone the expressions he already reads so well and he needs to do better— somehow knows intrinsically that if he isn't a worthy mate (?) then Wei Ying will scamper away the moment his back is turned, will run into the arms of one of the other designated alphas here, one that won't even ask if it is okay, will only chase him and catch him and then—
It is the thought of that which flips the switch back on in his mind, his own sandalwood scent flaring up as he faces the reality of it and considers the choices: ravishing his soulmate against a tree or letting someone else do it who could never deserve him and it isn't even a choice, is it? What were they even quarrelling about?
He doesn't speak a word, only gives a brief flash of the tip of his tongue as it flicks out to wet his lips as he presses closer, holds their arms up against the tree and kisses the man he has trapped against the tree. There is no hesitation to be found despite it being his first kiss, as he seems set on taking out all of the frustration over their miscommunication on sweet-tasting lips instead. ]
[ There's immediate surprise on his face when Lan Wangji tells him to stop talking. Then his mouth opens to object and, well, keep talking before he pauses and feels confusion fill him. But — that — what did he say so wrong? Hello?? His head is not clear enough to think through this properly, his body is still so worked up and needful and he doesn't know how he's going to satisfy it after Lan Wangji's rejection.
Then, suddenly, there's the smooth scent of sandalwood in his nose as Lan Wangji's scent flares and Wei Wuxian's legs shake at the intensity of it, a whine leaving his throat as he aches to... to do something. To be devoured, really. His eyes drop to Lan Wangji's mouth as he licks his lips and he's really about to object now, especially with his nose full of that scent when he doesn't get a chance to.
Wrists pinned against the tree, bodies flush, and mouth on his own, all Wei Wuxian can do is let out a surprised — ]
Mmph!
[ And then his mouth is covered by the other man. It takes him a beat to process it before, eager and enthusiastic, he kisses back. But there's also frustration in his own kiss, meeting Lan Wangji's because what the hell, didn't he just say he wasn't going to kiss him? What the hell kind of mixed signals are these? Just kiss him! Just... just fuck him, alright!? ]
[ This feels good, feels right, and as the kissing continues whatever hang-ups had reared their head before just seem to become murkier and murkier, fading away into a discarded memory.
The scent lingering in the air gradually becomes sweeter once more, begins to strengthen and once their mouths part due to the need for air Lan Wangji finds himself inhaling deep and almost swaying on the spot, leaning forward and resting his forehead against Wei Wuxian's. There he stands, eyes closed and lips parted, drawing in breath after breath with a slight shudder as his fingers tense up, and his grip tightens.
His cheeks are a little flushed, his ears especially so, and once his eyes open the look he gives is intense and full of determination— the look Lan Wangji is prone to get when he has decided to be incredibly stubborn about something and nothing is going to be able to get in the way of doing whatever it is he wants. As for 'what' he wants to 'do' right now..
His head drops down for another open-mouthed kiss as he regrettably releases his hold on Wei Wuxian's arms, but only so they can loop around his lower back instead and hoist him up in the the air, doing a quick spin around whilst kissing before taking a few steps forward and lowering them both into the patch of grass below. ]
[ The frustration slowly fades as they kiss, as he feels the intense need in Lan Wangji's touch that matches his own. His scent turns sweet again, the upset and confusion fading away, returning back to arousal and desire. When Lan Wangji breaks the kiss, Wei Wuxian is left panting, eyes wide and bright as he looks back at the other man.
That look in his eye is familiar but he's not sure what it means in this situation. He better not stop kissing him now that he's started though because if he does, Wei Wuxian will punch him in the face. And then maybe cry.
But then he's kissing Wei Wuxian again, dropping his hand from his wrists and Wei Wuxian's arms immediately go around Lan Wangji's neck, clutching his shirt, holding him tight. He lets out a surprised noise into the kiss as he's lifted up though, wanting to ask what the hell he's doing before he realizes he's lowering them to the ground and that's...
Oh, they're going to do this, huh? Right here? Just like that? Okay, okay, okay. When he's laid out in the grass, his legs tighten around Lan Wangji's waist, dragging him in closer while his mouth parts from him and he drops his head against the grass, grinning up at him. ]
Lan Zhan really is going to defile me, huh? Should I scream or will Lan Zhan cover my mouth, make me unable to break free? Will he just take me and claim me as his own?
[ As he kneels down on the ground he finds himself trapped within Wei Wuxian's legs, but that is perfectly fine, it is exactly where he wants to be. Leaning forward, his hands come to rest on either side of the other man's head as he gives him a once over, thinking to himself that the outfit he once thought was showing too much skin is now now showing enough. Arms, legs, the slight flush to Wei Wuxian's skin, that seductive, almost sultry grin.. ]
Try to run. I will catch you.
[ Not that Wei Wuxian would be able to get very far, even if he tried it for real. How easy it would be, Lan Wangji thinks, to pin him down here on the ground with a single hand, the other being used to keep him in place between his ineffective struggles. That sounds rather good, actually, and in a flash he's gathering Wei Wuxian's hands up, and holding them down with a single one of his own just above his head, as if to prove a point.
The same can be said for silencing too. Sure, he has his tried and tested silencing spell, but isn't it better to kiss? To occupy that chattering, loud mouth and swallow up any words it tries to get out? That is exactly what he is going to do, Lan Wangji still holding Wei Wuxian's hands still as he silences him with his tongue instead. ]
[ There is something oh so thrilling about the words Lan Wangji says, as if he knows exactly what he should say to get Wei Wuxian more worked up, more aroused and hot all over. His scent comes so strong, leaving Wei Wuxian feeling dizzy with arousal and his wetness even more apparent. It would be so easy for Lan Wangji to fuck him, to slide right into his wet passage and take him, to completely devour him, which is exactly what Wei Wuxian wants.
(They're going go have to have a real conversation about this after the game, when their heads are clear and the instinct to tear and rut and fuck is less overwhelming.)
For now, he moans when Lan Wangji pins his hands above his head, hips bucking up slightly and erect cock pressing against the front of his shorts. He's trapped, Lan Wangji is much stronger than he is and there's no pulling from his grip if he doesn't want him to. Something about that realization is so, so, so unbearably erotic and there's a whine in his throat as he wants more, more, more.
Thankfully, Lan Wangji has mercy on him and kisses him. He groans up into the kiss and tightens the grip his thighs have around Lan Wangji's hips, since he can't grab him with his hands. It's a hungry, desperate kiss and Wei Wuxian lets out soft moans into it, breathless panting as it breaks and another groan as it resumes. He's very, very vocal about how much he's enjoying this. ]
[ Lan Wangji has always been partial to Wei Wuxian's.. everything.. so now as they kiss and fool around on the floor, with those sweet little moans and whines of encouragement ringing in his ears only being outdone by the scent of arousal drifting over him like an inescapable lure, it is a wonder he has any thread of coherency left at all.
Wei Ying isn't even attempting to fight him, is instead keeping him close— close enough that Lan Wangji can easily feel the hardness of arousal pressing against his own through the thin layers of clothing, and even without it he already knows from the scent that the body below him is wanting, is readying itself, inviting to be touched.
He parts from the kiss and, regrettably, frees Wei Wuxian's hands from his grip, but it's only because there is thankfully some logical thought still hanging around in that head of his, telling him how much of a pain it will be later on if he simply tore up their clothes while trying to be rid of them as fast as possible.
He still doesn't say anything, for speaking taking away from acting, as he sits back to kneel there between Wei Wuxian's legs and curls his fingers around the waistband of his shorts and just yanks them down, letting go with one hand and using it to efficiently manhandle one of his legs out of them, and then the other. It is now that he looks, surely with the expression of a ravenous beast which caught itself the most delectable prey as he stares at the flushed and hardened cock before him, then further below as his sight follows the trail of slick which glistens in the sunlight, shows what he could already sense through smell, that Wei Ying is wet and wanting and how easy it would be for him to just slide in—
Yeah, that's about as far as the thought goes before he moves to do away with the sweatpants he's wearing. ]
[ His wrists are released and Lan Wangji pulls back, which is vaguely upsetting and there's a whine from Wei Wuxian in response. He wants more kisses, more touches, he wants Lan Wangji to never part from him again. But he realizes quickly why exactly Lan Wangji is pulling away from him when the man begins to tug down those shorts of his, getting them down with his underwear. He'll move his legs to help him pull them off all the way and then leave them sprawled open on either side of Lan Wangji, bent at the knees and showing his arousal and his slick hole all on display for the other man.
Wei Wuxian will even pull off his tank top, tossing it to the clothes piled to the side and then watch as Lan Wangji works off his sweatpants. Things are escalating in the best way possible and Wei Wuxian is full of desire, of a strong amount of lust. It's only after staring for a long moment that he realizes he hasn't said anything, just panted heavily and watched Lan Wangji strip. So, he opens his mouth to speak — ]
Lan Zhan...
[ But that's all he can get out, a breathless sigh of Lan Wangji's name as he aches for more of his touch. Naked and aroused and feeling plenty needful, he wants Lan Wangji's body all over him. He's going to reach out then when Lan Wangji's pants are gone, when his shirt is too, and loop his arms around Lan Wangji's neck, surging forward to kiss him again as the urgent need for the other man presses on him. ]
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you KNOW there is only one option here so two
So, by the time he does find Lan Wangji, he's sweating quite a bit and overheated. Even if he is just in a black tank top and black gym shorts. It's fine! What's also fine is how much his scent is spilling from him, overbearing in its alluring omega pheromones. He finds the familiar man tucked away, meditating at the base of a tree trunk and when his words come, Wei Wuxian realizes his eyes are closed, which is why he must not recognize who just approached.
This delights him, of course, and he'll jog over the few steps closer, standing in front of Lan Wangji with his hands on his hips and grins from ear to ear. ]
Not safe for me? Ah~! Is Lan Zhan going to do something untoward? Will he defile my good virgin body? [ WHAT virgin body, Wei Wuxian??? ] Or maybe it's the reverse, I will pluck Lan Zhan's gentle flower and drink up the nectar! Oh ho!
[ Please, shut this man up. ]
yeah...
Of course that plan flies out of the window as soon as he hears that voice, the one he knows best in the world and the one he cannot resist answering. ]
...Wei Ying..!
[ That may be the most surprise he's had in his voice in a long time as his eyes snap open and he realizes that his ears do not deceive him — there's Wei Wuxian in the flesh ( the mostly unclothed flesh ) and his shameless words, even in this situation. No wonder he found himself drawn to that particular scent..
He cannot help but look at him, study the man before him from head to toe, but even in the murky waters of forced desire the need to protect shines through. ]
Has anyone attempted to.... hurt you?
[ He knows what this 'game' is by now, has seen the sighs and heard the sounds. He's up on his feet in a flash and moving forward, a hand gripping Wei Wuxian's elbow as his arm gets lifted up and he gets spun around, Lan Wangji compelled to give him a proper look over to ensure the other man is not injured in any way. A proper, detailed look, definitely over all that bare skin which is on show. ]
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Someone threw a rock at me. [ Said with an exaggerated pout. Lan Zhan, can you believe it? Someone threw a rock at him! But then the pout fades back into that grin and he laughs. ] It was funny. I fell out of the tree I was sitting in because of it, but the guy caught me. All this is crazy, ain't it?
[ Ohhh, he wants to touch. He always want to touch Lan Wangji but the urge is even more insistent, fingertips tingling with it, with these added dimensions to their senses and urges and instincts. He gives a once over to Lan Wangji himself, taking in the athletic wear with a curious look. It sure is strange to see Lan Wangji in the clothes of this world. ]
Hey, how long have you been here? Did you just get here? You don't have a rank yet, do you?
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Who threw it?
[ Whoever it is they're likely going on his shitlist forever— maybe Lan Wangji will throw a boulder at them in return, or slice their hands off so they cannot even think about touching what isn't theirs!! But these secret, idle musings also bring about a more pressing matter— it isn't safe here, not with other people in the vicinity. ]
We stay together, until a way out is discovered.
[ It isn't optional. Reaching down, he takes Wei Wuxian's hand in his in a firm grip that will only tighten if he attempts to struggle out of it, and soon after Lan Wangji is marching off deeper into the wooded area, tugging his 'friend' along as he finally answers the questions. ]
Mn, I recently arrived. Housed in a training facility first, until I was offered the opportunity to join this 'game'.
[ And now knowing what kind of game it is, if it can even be called that... maybe he squeezes Wei Wuxian's hand a little bit during a brief pause. ]
....I thought it a Night Hunt. Pursuing beasts, not.. this.
[ Even though his thoughts betray the very words he is saying, how there is a deepened sense of satisfaction running through him because he has caught Wei Ying, has he not? Now just to find a good spot where nobody else can get close to him, try to steal him away, and— ]
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Oh, I don't know his name. Tall guy, doesn't speak a lot. He sniffed me and rubbed his face all over my neck.
[ And maybe more??? TBD. But either way he blinks at Lan Wangji's reaction and laughs, letting him take his hand and march them off together. Yeah, okay. This is his Lan Wangji, alright. His favorite guy in the world! God, he missed him. He missed him so badly and it's only been, what, almost two months since he arrived here? He's going to catch up to his side and instead of just holding his hand, he winds his arm around Lan Wangji's, hanging off his arm idly and looking up at him with wide eyes and a besotted expression. ]
Well, we're all a bit beastly now, aren't we? Not too far off from a Night Hunt. There's a few other games too, we can try them out when we get out of here. But we'll have to stick together until we're let out!
[ How unfortunate. ]
Hey, hey, Lan Zhan. Lan Zhaaaan. What's the last thing you remember from back home? When did you talk to me last?
[ And, without even waiting for him to answer, he's going to give into impulse and rub his face against Lan Wangji's shoulder, breathing in the scent of sandalwood and letting it run through him comfortingly. ]
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[ Very different!! Not like their nice, respectable hunts back home. He would never dream of doing such a thing as they intend here.
Randomly, he thinks back to the time long, long ago when they had attended the phoenix mountain hunt, and happened across each other in the middle of the woods like this. How a stray thought had him considering just kissing Wei Ying there against the bark of the tree, wondering if he would fight it, until ultimately they were interrupted. Ah.. ]
Does Wei Ying enjoy playing the games here? If you are to take part, we go together.
[ He can't stop Wei Wuxian from playing if that's really what he wants to do, he's likely to run off the moment his back is turned and go join them anyway, but he can make sure nobody else comes within ten feet of him.
It doesn't take long until they're in a thicker part of the woods away from the strongest smells and noises, his grip on Wei Wuxian's hand loosening only slightly as he positions him next to a rather large tree, and with Lan Wangji in front of him he's practically obscured by any potential prying eyes. Now with that settled— ]
His scent lingers.
[ The Rock Guy™. The only logical step is to get rid of it, which means he is soon stepping forward and burying his face into Wei Wuxian's neck as he finally answers. ]
I greeted you, on the mountainside in Gusu. Above the waterfall. Followed the sound of Chenqing.
[ A long awaited reunion. ]
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Maybe it does.
Of course, he doesn't know of Lan Wangji's thoughts. Still, to this day, oblivious to Lan Wangji's desire to kiss him during the phoenix mountain hunt. And he'll never know, unless Lan Wangji tells him.
For now though, he shakes his head. The games are fun but not as fun as being with Lan Wangji. He doesn't want to leave his side if he doesn't have to, even if it means he doesn't get any points. ]
Nah. I'm good, I've played enough. I'm just happy to see you.
[ He's barely noticing Lan Wangji's intention though, doesn't realize he's got him crowded in against a tree until it happens. He just thinks it's natural, to lean up against this tree with Lan Wangji in front of him, his fingers skimming down Lan Wangji's arm, wrist, playing at his fingertips.
His scent lingers and then Lan Wangji is buried against his throat and Wei Wuxian cannot stop the pleased noise that leaves him. His arms wrap around Lan Wangji's neck and he closes his eyes, fingers sinking into Lan Wangji's hair. It's odd, him without his hair piece. At least Wei Wuxian found a red ribbon for his own hair. ]
I remember that. Alright, that's good. Sometimes people here have different memories from the people they know back home but we seem to be from the same, uh, time, I suppose? Good, good, good.
[ He turns, rubs his face into Lan Wangji's hair and sighs, happy. ]
Lan Zhan, I really, really, really missed you! I've been here for two months, all alone! [ . . . ] Well, no, Xue Yang is here and so is Xiao Xingchen but they have different memories and don't really know me. I don't think Xue Yang knows he's dead. And Xiao Xingchen is scared of me.
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[ You know, the funny thing about this situation they're currently stuck in, is now that he's run into Wei Ying, Lan Wangji doesn't actually feel that different to how he usually does when around him. To want to take care of him, to make sure Wei Ying is his and nobody else can flirt with him or worse, it's just a normal day for him with the only exception being that he simply cannot help but open his mouth and spill those words he would normally keep locked up, can't help but let his hands wander to wrap around the other man's back when normally they would be clenched tightly by his side. ]
Xue Yang...and Xiao Xingchen? Were they resurrected together?
[ Alright, that's worrisome. Even if the method is currently unknown to him, the concept of the dead coming back to life is not that improbable considering who's neck his lips are currently ghosting over, but he doubts that resurrection has done anything to quell Xue Yang's unrepentant personality. Xiao Xingchen was an honorable man, he can surely be reasoned with, but the other..
...All the better to make sure nobody else comes looking for Wei Ying. Why wouldn't they, considering how delightful he smells? If it is the role of alphas in this game to hunt that makes the omegas their prey, he doesn't need to ask to know which side of the coin Wei Wuxian falls on, he can already sense it. The only thing for it is to completely drown his prey with his own scent and ward off potential intruders, make it so that they wouldn't dare approach, and simply burying their faces into each other's neck or hair isn't going to be enough.
Lan Wangji barely even thinks about it, it's just a flash of a thought in his head telling himself that he should do it, that it is the easiest and most effective thing to ensure Wei Ying is not taken from him as he bites down at the juncture where the neck meets the shoulder, hard enough for teeth to break the skin. ]
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Either way, Wei Wuxian won't look a gift horse in the mouth and squeezes his arms tighter around Lan Wangji's shoulders, nuzzling him more gently. ]
Thank you, Lan Zhan.
[ He can't resist it either, he presses a kiss to Lan Wangji's temple in response, wanting to show his gratitude in some way for the man's presence, for his return to his side. The touches all over his back are wonderful too and it's starting to make his thoughts feel a little fuzzy, even though he's trying hard to stay coherent so he can make sure the two of them are on the same page. At least he was able to tell him the most important news — the news about Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen. So, at the question, he gives an unsure noise. ]
Dunno. They've been here longer than I have, they seem pretty settled. I'm still not sure if this place is an afterlife or something different. I don't think either of us are dead, so I doubt it's an afterlife but maybe more... a different realm altogether? I was thinking—
[ And then that, of course, is the moment Lan Wangji chooses to bite his neck and instantly, Wei Wuxian's knees buckle and he moans. His legs give out from under him and Lan Wangji will have to react quick to catch him before he crashes to the ground, his face flushed and his scent reeking of arousal.
A little breathless, his hands clutching the front of Lan Wangji's shirt, he looks dazed at the sensation of the bite against his throat and if Lan Wangji cares to look, he might see that Wei Wuxian is hard in his shorts. Oops.
After he's caught and not collapsed on the ground, he's going to open his mouth — ]
Do that again. Lan Zhan, do that again!
[ Demanding, insistent, and a little desperate. He wants Lan Wangji to bite him. ]
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That he can deal with, leaning forward so his arm can quickly reach down lower, wrapping around the other man's (snatched!!) waist to pull him close and hold him up, his other hand bracing against the tree as he moves so that he can keep himself upright too.
Of course, being in such a position brings to attention the rather noticeable interest Wei Wuxian is holding within his shorts seeing as it is now pressing against him, and it is only due to the culmination of over thirty years of intense Gusu Lan discipline that keeps him from lowering his head and looking at it. For Lan Wangji himself the same arousal hit him the moment he got Wei Wuxian cornered against the tree, and if he were less affected by the circumstance perhaps he would have tried to hide it (where are those layers upon layers of loose and flowy Lan robes when you truly need them?) but it's too late now, especially with his Wei Ying pleading to be marked again and obviously, that takes priority over all else. He does not speak, only glances down to admire his handiwork on Wei Wuxian's poor neck, before tilting his head and dipping down to give the same treatment to the other side. ]
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As it is, all he wants is Lan Wangji's mouth on his skin and his body pressed against his own. So, that's what he's going to get. His arms loop around Lan Wangji's shoulders again, clutching at him tightly as Lan Wangji lowers his head. He's not concerned about the lack of response, doesn't need Lan Wangji to be vocal about what he's about to do — he just needs him to do it.
And the bite comes and Wei Wuxian is moaning again, right next to Lan Wangji's ear as he nuzzles in against his head and bucks his hips up against Lan Wangji's hips. He can feel Lan Wangji's interest and that's a little surreal because he's never exactly... thought... about Lan Wangji's, uh, dick, but now he is and he wants it and the scent of arousal gets a little more potent as Wei Wuxian's hole begins to drip with slick. That's a strange feeling. ]
Ha... ha... that feels really good, Lan Zhan. Don't stop.
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His teeth let go once they're done leaving a significant mark there on Wei Wuxian's neck but he doesn't move from it, mouthing over it as he takes in a big old sniff of that scent, now mixed in with something new and even more enticing, as the hand that was settled around the other's waist slinks lower down, fingers kneading into a cheek of his ass. ]
Remember later, that you are the one who instructed me not to stop.
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So, don't mind Wei Wuxian as he realigns his perceptions on things for a moment, in this foggy haze of lust that he can't quite shake. He feels drunk. Or more than that — high, perhaps. A mix of the two. But his whole body is alight with lust that he can't think of anything other than Lan Wangji's body against his own and the two of them tangled up together.
He laughs at Lan Wangji's comment, taking it as a joke instead of the threat it is. Oh, silly man! Why would he regret this? He can't think of anything he'd enjoy more than doing... whatever they're doing... together! ]
Lan Zhaaaaan. [ Drawled out, voice slurring. ] You should kiss me, Lan Zhan.
[ Wait, what did he just say? ]
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Lan Wangji has lived in a world without that lighthearted tone as his best friend, only friend, his Wei Ying, laughs and chatters away. Existed without the warm touch of his hands which now burns into his skin. It is selfish greed to want to be able to keep it here but he has all the same, especially when combined with the scent which screams at him to keep him close.
Wei Ying says kiss me and his gaze immediately drops to those moving lips. It's so ingrained in him to provide the other man with whatever he wants that Lan Wangji almost gives it immediately. Almost. But there is a thought which lingers in his mind, perhaps the only one still doing its best to stay connected with sanity, which tells him this isn't how it should be. ]
You do not mean it. It is the effects of this curse.
[ Wei Ying wouldn't ask to be kissed by him, otherwise. He knows he is not liked in that way, and that reality is enough to dampen those flames of desire just enough to reel it back in, to regretfully peel his hands away— albeit slowly— as fingertips dig into the tree bark either side of them. ]
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What's going on? Why in the world is Lan Wangji stopping? There's a blink and his eyes opening, expression one of surprise as he takes in the rejection, processes it, finds it absolutely confusing and then whines. His scent shifts to something more sour, more upset, because the rejection stings and he's so confused over what's just happened, thrown so hard by it.
His hands stay around Lan Wangji's shoulders, fingers gripping the back of his shirt but he pulls his head back to look at his face, confusion etched on his features followed by a budding misery. ]
You... don't want to kiss me?
[ Embarrassment hits him, foreign in its taste and overwhelming. He's just made an ass of himself in front of Lan Wangji, hasn't he? He thought — well, he doesn't know what he was thinking. He just knew it felt good, the two of them pressed together, the heat of their bodies. Maybe he's gotten too used to the carefree attitude around sex that Golden Peacock has and now he's made a fool of himself in front of the only person who matters.
He pulls his hands back and buries his face in his hands, slumping against the tree. ]
Shit, I'm sorry. I thought — [ He thought Lan Wangji felt the same way, that the only person he'd want to spend this time with would be each other. That even if they were getting carried away because of the game, at least it was with someone they wanted. But Lan Wangji doesn't want him, he's just trying to keep him safe. He really should've known better. ] Nevermind what I thought. I'll keep my hands to myself.
[ He can't look Lan Wangji in the eye now, face pink from embarrassment and scent no longer dripping in arousal but with an added scent of sadness to it. He feels like a cold bucket of water was just dumped on him. ]
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I do not want it to be something you regret once we are freed. Unaffected.
[ He pictures themselves in the same scenario, but somewhere at home. The woods at the foot of the mountains, perhaps. A night hunt. Crowded against a tree like this. Would Wei Ying asked to be kissed then, like he does now? If he were to ask, mind unclouded, Lan Wangji would indulge him every time. But would he ask for it?
Wei Wuxian is withdrawing from him, taking a little step back as he hides his face between his hands, the sweet smell from earlier now overrun with panic and it reminds him of rabbits, ready to flee at a moment's notice and he cannot let that happen, no matter what else is said between them. He steps closer, getting rid of that distance between them again as he reaches up for Wei Wuxian's wrists, pulling his hands away in order to look upon his face, keeping hold of them so that the man cannot try to make a run for it. ]
Wei Ying entices. Not only for kissing. His scent carries. Others will try to claim you.
[ He tries to actually maintain eye contact, but every so often darkened eyes flicker down to that set of lips before him, tempting, so tempting, as his fingers tighten their grip. ]
I have upset you, but he must remain here.
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And part of him doesn't want to run away, from this safe little bubble in Lan Wangji's personal space. He's hidden from others by the man in front of him, kept safe and tucked away. He likes it, it makes something in his brain go pleasantly numb and so he can only give in and sink into Lan Wangji's grip. His gaze drops to the ground for a moment, a large sigh rolling through him before he nods, quietly responds. ]
Okay, I'll stay.
[ He thinks about it, what he'd have done if Lan Wangji didn't show up. Probably play the game, fool around with some strangers, get some points and a huge payout he could spend on crap. But it wouldn't be as satisfying as just being with Lan Wangji, even if Lan Wangji refuses to touch him. His eyes flick up to Lan Wangji's again, holding eye contact.
What did he say to Akira? He's like a monk, right? He shouldn't be surprised that Lan Wangji doesn't want to play the game, even if it's with him. Shouldn't be surprised that he doesn't want Wei Wuxian to play it either. He'd probably lose face if he went off now and found someone else, not that he wants to do that at all. ]
I wouldn't regret it though. I wouldn't regret anything with Lan Zhan. Even if Lan Zhan doesn't want to do anything with me, I want him to know that.
[ He nods, looking firm for a moment. ]
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—Stop talking.
[ Seriously!! If he could look at this more objectively he would realize his concern for it being a one-sided want once the hormones died down is easily misconstrued into announcing his own rejection of it. But even though that really isn't it, he doesn't have the sense to recognize that right now, the impulses still running wild and it's nothing but frustrating.
Wei Ying is disappointed in him, Lan Wangji can tell how upset he really is simply by the sour scent let alone the expressions he already reads so well and he needs to do better— somehow knows intrinsically that if he isn't a worthy mate (?) then Wei Ying will scamper away the moment his back is turned, will run into the arms of one of the other designated alphas here, one that won't even ask if it is okay, will only chase him and catch him and then—
It is the thought of that which flips the switch back on in his mind, his own sandalwood scent flaring up as he faces the reality of it and considers the choices: ravishing his soulmate against a tree or letting someone else do it who could never deserve him and it isn't even a choice, is it? What were they even quarrelling about?
He doesn't speak a word, only gives a brief flash of the tip of his tongue as it flicks out to wet his lips as he presses closer, holds their arms up against the tree and kisses the man he has trapped against the tree. There is no hesitation to be found despite it being his first kiss, as he seems set on taking out all of the frustration over their miscommunication on sweet-tasting lips instead. ]
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Then, suddenly, there's the smooth scent of sandalwood in his nose as Lan Wangji's scent flares and Wei Wuxian's legs shake at the intensity of it, a whine leaving his throat as he aches to... to do something. To be devoured, really. His eyes drop to Lan Wangji's mouth as he licks his lips and he's really about to object now, especially with his nose full of that scent when he doesn't get a chance to.
Wrists pinned against the tree, bodies flush, and mouth on his own, all Wei Wuxian can do is let out a surprised — ]
Mmph!
[ And then his mouth is covered by the other man. It takes him a beat to process it before, eager and enthusiastic, he kisses back. But there's also frustration in his own kiss, meeting Lan Wangji's because what the hell, didn't he just say he wasn't going to kiss him? What the hell kind of mixed signals are these? Just kiss him! Just... just fuck him, alright!? ]
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The scent lingering in the air gradually becomes sweeter once more, begins to strengthen and once their mouths part due to the need for air Lan Wangji finds himself inhaling deep and almost swaying on the spot, leaning forward and resting his forehead against Wei Wuxian's. There he stands, eyes closed and lips parted, drawing in breath after breath with a slight shudder as his fingers tense up, and his grip tightens.
His cheeks are a little flushed, his ears especially so, and once his eyes open the look he gives is intense and full of determination— the look Lan Wangji is prone to get when he has decided to be incredibly stubborn about something and nothing is going to be able to get in the way of doing whatever it is he wants. As for 'what' he wants to 'do' right now..
His head drops down for another open-mouthed kiss as he regrettably releases his hold on Wei Wuxian's arms, but only so they can loop around his lower back instead and hoist him up in the the air, doing a quick spin around whilst kissing before taking a few steps forward and lowering them both into the patch of grass below. ]
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That look in his eye is familiar but he's not sure what it means in this situation. He better not stop kissing him now that he's started though because if he does, Wei Wuxian will punch him in the face. And then maybe cry.
But then he's kissing Wei Wuxian again, dropping his hand from his wrists and Wei Wuxian's arms immediately go around Lan Wangji's neck, clutching his shirt, holding him tight. He lets out a surprised noise into the kiss as he's lifted up though, wanting to ask what the hell he's doing before he realizes he's lowering them to the ground and that's...
Oh, they're going to do this, huh? Right here? Just like that? Okay, okay, okay. When he's laid out in the grass, his legs tighten around Lan Wangji's waist, dragging him in closer while his mouth parts from him and he drops his head against the grass, grinning up at him. ]
Lan Zhan really is going to defile me, huh? Should I scream or will Lan Zhan cover my mouth, make me unable to break free? Will he just take me and claim me as his own?
[ This guy!!! ]
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Try to run. I will catch you.
[ Not that Wei Wuxian would be able to get very far, even if he tried it for real. How easy it would be, Lan Wangji thinks, to pin him down here on the ground with a single hand, the other being used to keep him in place between his ineffective struggles. That sounds rather good, actually, and in a flash he's gathering Wei Wuxian's hands up, and holding them down with a single one of his own just above his head, as if to prove a point.
The same can be said for silencing too. Sure, he has his tried and tested silencing spell, but isn't it better to kiss? To occupy that chattering, loud mouth and swallow up any words it tries to get out? That is exactly what he is going to do, Lan Wangji still holding Wei Wuxian's hands still as he silences him with his tongue instead. ]
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(They're going go have to have a real conversation about this after the game, when their heads are clear and the instinct to tear and rut and fuck is less overwhelming.)
For now, he moans when Lan Wangji pins his hands above his head, hips bucking up slightly and erect cock pressing against the front of his shorts. He's trapped, Lan Wangji is much stronger than he is and there's no pulling from his grip if he doesn't want him to. Something about that realization is so, so, so unbearably erotic and there's a whine in his throat as he wants more, more, more.
Thankfully, Lan Wangji has mercy on him and kisses him. He groans up into the kiss and tightens the grip his thighs have around Lan Wangji's hips, since he can't grab him with his hands. It's a hungry, desperate kiss and Wei Wuxian lets out soft moans into it, breathless panting as it breaks and another groan as it resumes. He's very, very vocal about how much he's enjoying this. ]
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Wei Ying isn't even attempting to fight him, is instead keeping him close— close enough that Lan Wangji can easily feel the hardness of arousal pressing against his own through the thin layers of clothing, and even without it he already knows from the scent that the body below him is wanting, is readying itself, inviting to be touched.
He parts from the kiss and, regrettably, frees Wei Wuxian's hands from his grip, but it's only because there is thankfully some logical thought still hanging around in that head of his, telling him how much of a pain it will be later on if he simply tore up their clothes while trying to be rid of them as fast as possible.
He still doesn't say anything, for speaking taking away from acting, as he sits back to kneel there between Wei Wuxian's legs and curls his fingers around the waistband of his shorts and just yanks them down, letting go with one hand and using it to efficiently manhandle one of his legs out of them, and then the other. It is now that he looks, surely with the expression of a ravenous beast which caught itself the most delectable prey as he stares at the flushed and hardened cock before him, then further below as his sight follows the trail of slick which glistens in the sunlight, shows what he could already sense through smell, that Wei Ying is wet and wanting and how easy it would be for him to just slide in—
Yeah, that's about as far as the thought goes before he moves to do away with the sweatpants he's wearing. ]
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Wei Wuxian will even pull off his tank top, tossing it to the clothes piled to the side and then watch as Lan Wangji works off his sweatpants. Things are escalating in the best way possible and Wei Wuxian is full of desire, of a strong amount of lust. It's only after staring for a long moment that he realizes he hasn't said anything, just panted heavily and watched Lan Wangji strip. So, he opens his mouth to speak — ]
Lan Zhan...
[ But that's all he can get out, a breathless sigh of Lan Wangji's name as he aches for more of his touch. Naked and aroused and feeling plenty needful, he wants Lan Wangji's body all over him. He's going to reach out then when Lan Wangji's pants are gone, when his shirt is too, and loop his arms around Lan Wangji's neck, surging forward to kiss him again as the urgent need for the other man presses on him. ]
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