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A tub for two

the intimate bathing meme;

Grooming is an important part of many species' rituals. It keeps them clean, healthy, and content. And a good bath? It can change the whole tone of a day from terrible to relaxed and blissful.

But nudity is sometimes viewed as a weakness - and it is almost always sexualized - so bathing is often kept a private matter. If you do share these moments with someone, they're almost always a significant other or a sexual partner.

Like you're doing now.

Whether it be after a battle or after sex (or before sex, even), the two of you are going to get clean. Be sure to help each other out with that, won't you? After all, there are places on the back that just can't be reached...

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Wei Wuxian feels weak from that high as Lan Wangji's lips claim his own. He can feel that strong member stiff against his back and he knows the other man is owed feeling just as good as he made him feel. He doesn't even get a moment to consider though before his lips are captured by the other man and he becomes distracted once more.

He turns his body, hungrily returning that kiss. Tasting Lan Wangji's mouth as he brings his hands up to frame either side of hte man's face. Breathlessly breaking it a moment later while still keep his lips very close to the other man's, "Your turn, Lan Zhan. How would you like me to break that purity of yours." throwing that tease from earlier back at him while still maintaining the theme of the game.

Wangji doesn't expect that they continue the charade, so kissed breathless as he is it takes a moment for his mind to catch up with the words that spill from Wei Ying's lips against his own. He hums softly, tilts his head and presses another kiss to Wei Ying's lips. It is short, sweeter than before but he nips at his lower lip all the same.

Hands settling on his lover's hips, he pulls him close and lets his hands slide down his sides, along his outer thighs and then stops short of where they'd normally settle over the firm muscles of his ass. "Uncertain. I am too pure to know, Wei Ying. You decide how I should be corrupted."

He groans as the thought of all the ways he could 'corrupt' Lan Wangji fills his mind. There are some limitations in water but not many. "In order to fully corrupt you, there is some preparation needed, Lan Zhan."

He sits up slightly, pressing himself against the other man and rubbing a little against that stiffness. "You're so close to where you need to be but one of those hands is going to have to move lower. I need you put a finger inside of me..start to get me ready to this." As he talked he dragged a hand down Lan Wangji's chest and stomach until he could accentuate that word with a languid stroke of his length.

Wei Ying's hand on him is always a distraction, something he craves when there is distance between them as much as he does when he has his lover's touch. The touches, bold and firm, earn a soft gasp which may as well be a wonton moan from a man known for his silence. "Wei Ying."

The other's name is always reverent on his lips, a prayer that breaks the game before Wangji regains some composure and slides his hands to grope at firm muscle. He kneads it in his hands, spreading Wei Ying wider and pressing him forward as he slides his fingers downward, traces the other's entrance with his forefinger and only presses in lightly to give him a moment to adjust to the sensation. They both enjoy the roughness of this, the hints of pain, but Wangji never wishes to seriously hurt. "Just one finger, my love?"

He loves to the sound of his name on Lan Wangji's lips, especially when it follows a delicious sound that he has managed to draw from the man such as that gasp. "Ah.." That initial press of the finger draws that fist hint of discomfort. Knowing it will be just a short feeling before it starts to cause much more exciting sensations.

Breathy, "Just one..for now." He draws a hand up to trace a single finger around Lan Wangji's lips. "And after a minute, you can add a second."

He doesn't need or want much preparation. Knowing that it will only make him crave the main course much faster.

"Wei Ying is a good teacher," Wangji says with even keel, presses his finger deep insider the smaller man as he's asked. He goes slowly, pulls it out and presses back inside the familiar heat.

At the same time he hums softly, meets the finger tracing his lips with a playful flick of his tongue. "Now?" he asks, though he's already pressing a second finger in to join the first, knows when his love is ready and craves more.

He moans as he feels that finger work inside him, and as the second joins it his back arches slightly. One hand clutches at the man's shoulder now as that hand that had been on Lan Wangji's lips moves into his hair. He rests his forehead against the other man's as he tries to keep his voice steady.

"Yes..very good, Lan Zhan. You're a fantastic student." The desire is building up in his stomach, wanting to bubble up and burst from inside of him. The restraint he has quickly breaking away as he finds it harder and harder to keep himself steady.

"Just a little more..." Because that is as much holding back as he is going to be able to do.

It is too easy to give Wei Ying want he wants, to slip that finger inside fully and to work it into his tight heat. He pulls both fingers out, fucks into him and scissors his fingers slowly without guidance as passion and desire takes hold.

"More?" the feigned innocence leaves his tone and now the words of a practiced lover leave him, the smirk he presses against Wei Ying's lips a sign of that. "You have always taught me well," he says against his cheek, lost in the sensation of Wei Ying's moving against him and each sound that falls from his love's lips.

A shaky breath leaves between parted lips as he turns half-lidded eyes to meet the man that is his lover. If anything, Lan Wangji has taught him more then he ever could. "I think your lesson is over, Lan Zhan. It's time for you to show me everything you've learned."

His body is craving Lan Wangji, desiring to feel something larger and harder then those fingers inside of him. But just as much he feels the want to make this man feel as good as he has made Wei Wuxian feel since arriving in the hot springs.

"Are you ready to lose that innocence?" And become the master that Wei Wuxian knows that he is.

There is something about the teasing words, the feigned loss of innocence that earns a gasp that Wangji then muffles against Wei Ying's neck and turns into wet kisses pressed to already marked skin. He wants to taste all of him, to savor and claim.

He slips his fingers free from Wei Ying when he feels he is loose enough for him, stretched and ready to accommodate his flesh. One hand falls to Wei Ying's hip, guiding him up and forward and up, while the other grips the base of his own cock. When he is pressed against Wei Ying's opening, rocking up ever so slightly, he waits. "Are you ready, Wei Ying?"

"I'm ready Lan Zhan." Very ready. The desire flowing through his body is as hot as the water they are currently sitting in. He feels him against his entrance and slowly lowers himself down onto him. Moaning as his fingers grip Lan Wangji's shoulders for support, feeling that length filling his insides. The water helping to lubricate as he presses inside of him. Even with the stretching of those fingers it is still a tight space, his body opening up to him as he enters, wanting to envelope him completely.

He doesn't stop until he settles into the man's lap, giving himself that moment to adjust to his size, feeling him completely embedded inside of him. "Nnn..so big..You are so big, Lan Zhan."

The feeling of entering Wei Ying, of being joined together, is one he will never tire of. It is indescribable, has Wangji seeing stars before he is full sheathed and feels Wei Ying settled against his lap.

His hands dig into Wei Ying's outer thighs, leaving crescent marks behind along with finger shaped bruises. "You like it," he reminds, teasing tone reserved for his soulmate. With Wei Ying on top, settled against him, Wangji is left at a disadvantage when it comes to moving inside him. He rocks up barely, lets out a shuddering breath. "Alright?"

He practically purrs as he captures Lan Wangji's lips with his own, pressing a kiss against them briefly before he starts to move. He rocks his hips and uses his hands for balance as he starts to ride over him.

A breathy moan escapes him as he lifts his head up to look down at the other man, desire and pleasure etched into every inch of his face.

"Better then alright, Lan Zhan." He knows that the other can't do much, but he doesn't mind being the one who does all the work this time. "Just sit and enjoy."

"I am," Wangji says against Wei Ying's cheek, kisses down his neck and sucks a bruise against a spot that he has not marked yet.

Occupying his mouth muffles the sounds he makes, the soft gasps and groans each time Wei Ying drops down and rocks against him. It is too much, overwhelming. Wangji's hands travel to his lover's hips, leave bruises in their wake as he tries to guide him to move faster.

He drops his head back as Lan Wangjis mouth explores his neck, moaning as those movements cause that length to slam deep and hard into his body. Never one to stay quiet, the other man's name and a plethora of compliments drip from his lips.

Wei Wuxian doesn't mind if his body is bruised and sore after everything is done because all of it is worth it. His body is on fire as pleasure surges through him. He can fee his body being shoved towards his release again but he holds on, wanting to enjoy this feeling for as long as possible.

His movements become faster, more desperate.

"Wei Ying," again his lover's name is lost against hot skin, a reverent prayer that he repeats softly once, twice.

Wei Ying's heat around him is always too much, a tempting thing that Wangji could never resist. He dreams of him, fantasizes when meetings grow long and even when they should hold his attention. He never lets himself fail in his duties, but he cannot help that Wei Ying holds his thoughts better than the rumblings of old men.

The desperation bleeds between them and Wangji lifts his hips to meet each drop of his soul mate's, slips a hand between them to guide Wei Ying toward another orgasm as he chases his own with him.

"Ah..Lan Zhan.." There is a brief warning as that hands does more then enough to cause him to break. Those few pumps of that strong hand that is so used to gripping the hilt of a sword knows well how to wield this as well.

His body tightens around Lan Wangji's length as that release comes, spilling into the water once more as that shameless mouth of his moans his appreciation of the feeling. His movements slow but do not stop so that the other man can be brought to the same kind of pleasurable end as he reached.

The feeling of Wei Ying tightening around him, the sight of him before Lan Wangji as he finds release once again is more than enough to have stars dancing in front of his eyes. The world narrows, there is only their pleasure sought and found together.

He is left panting, the soft moan of Wei Ying's name that spilled from his lips a prayer. It was quiet, of course, but for Hanguang-Jun perhaps akin to a scream.

Leaning forward, he cannot resist Wei Ying's lips - claims his mouth in a lazy kiss.

His movements finally stop as he feels that heat spread through him. He enjoys the sound of the man's moan as it reaches his ears. He is not nearly as vocal as Wei Wuxian but it doesn't matter. He enjoys those small sounds just as much. He presses into that kiss, returning it with an overwhelming feeling of love that wants to pour out of him.

His body slowly relaxes as he settles into the man's lap once more while he enjoys that kiss.

Sated, though not worn out, the kiss does not grow deeper. Wangji nips at Wei Ying's lower lip, sucks and nips at it before turning his attention to pressing open mouthed kisses down the line of his jaw and column of his neck.

His hands settled on Wei Ying's outer thighs, rub soothing circles over strong muscles as if to soothe him from more strenuous exertion. "We have reaped out reward."

He laughs softly as he tilts his head to the side to enjoy those kisses along his neck. "Has the hot water relaxed you enough, Lan Zhan?" They have hardly been relaxing but they certainly have enjoyed the benefits of a private hot spring.

His hands roam over his chest and and shoulders, as if checking to see if the tension has finally been removed from his body. Fingers trace lines of muscle before flattening over the strong shoulders.

The response he gives is a soft hum against tender skin, before sinking his teeth in to leave a love bite over one he's already left behind. "The benefit of the hot spring is clear."

Some tension has left his shoulders, as it does after their love-making. Wei Ying soothes every ache, his touch more affective than the hot water but Wangji has no regrets about partaking in this well-earned reward. "And Wei Ying?"

"Mm..This is just what I needed. But, you are always all I need. The hot spring is just a bonus."

He loves that possessive biting that Lan Wangji does, as if claiming him as his own and making sure there mark is there to prove it.

"I suppose we should get out soon."

"You are also always what I need," Wangji says softly, the corners of his lips turned upward. The precepts state not to speak frivolously, but letting Wei Ying know how much he needs and wants him is never that.

He changes course, presses a gentle kiss to the corner of Wei Ying's mouth.

"We should. There is wine and a bed in our rooms." Neither of which are particularly critical, really, but a bonus. Wine for Wei Ying and a bed for them both, more comfortable than the rocks. Though not like location has mattered on Wangji's promise of every day.

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