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Those harder thrusts make him see stars behind his blindfold. His body feeling like it could be torn in two from the force of them. Sparks dance along his skin as that pleasure surges through his body, unlike anything he has ever experienced before. Clearly lan Wangji is enjoying his present and Wei Wuxian doesn't have any complaints either.

He feels that release inside of him and it finally is the breaking part for himself. His body jerks and spasms beneath the other man as his release spills over his stomach.

He moans his name breathlessly as that high makes him collapse against the bed.

He tries not to be too forceful with him, but Lan Wangji can't help but like it hard and rough. He loves to see Wei Ying enduring the intensity of his thrust as he tends to be intense himself. When Wei Ying clamps down on his dick, the pleasure ripples over in waves and he fills him with the hot liquid.

"Wei Ying..." He groans softly as he slams his body back against him for the final release and then he relaxes as he kisses over his exhausted body, feeling happy and high with his gift. "Good."

He hums his agreement as he relaxes against the bed, letting his breathing slowly go back to normal. There is a tenseness in his shoulders from having his hands tied but mostly the robe simply added a level of pleasure to the whole thing.

"Hope this gift gets to last in your memory for a long time."

He smirks a little as he starts to feel more together.

He relaxes with a deep sigh of contentment and longing. He wants to stay in this blissful feeling for as long as possible, not caring for the mess they made.

"I want more memories with you." He admires his lover being all tied up with his knots to keep him in the same position for as much as possible as he wanted him.

"Is Wei Ying satisfied...?" He looks at him with a long gaze, wondering if he wanted to go again or call for mercy. If the latter, he'll undo the rope.

He licks his lips and then smiles cutely. He might not be able to see the man but he has a feeling he has an expression that says he is far from done with his present.

"The real question is, are you satisfied, Lan Zhan? This is your gift? I'm here to give to you until you are tired of playing with me."

He is ready and willing to spend the whole night at this man's mercy.

"There's never a day that I'm never satisfied and never tire of playing with you."

Since he didn't call for mercy, he cups his chin to kiss him, his tongue curling inside to taste him for a deep kiss. With soft laughter, "Wei Ying, you're a wonderful present. You're the love and light of my life."

"Let's play, Wei Ying." He gives him a playful tickle at his feet, then at his cock and a sensitive spot underneath the soft sac of his balls, then taps on his rear, followed by a playful spank to add to the sensation of his touch.

He squirms when the man starts to tickle him, groaning when those fingers tickle very sensitive areas. But then pouting as that spank lands on him. "Why do you have to spank me, Lan Zhan? You play so rough." The pout is in his voice as he teases him.

But he is glad that Lan Wangji is pleased by this present and it makes him happy as well. He'll be content to please this man as many times as he wants him to.

Hearing the teasing in his voice as he squirms, "Because I want to, and you like to be spanked to be punished. I can tell it didn't hurt you."

He spanks him again on the rear in succession, rather playfully, and minding his strength as his hands land where it blows.

"I don't like it! It makes my skin sting." His pout continues as he tugs at his restraints. There isn't much movement he can do and certain ways he bends makes the rope dig at places that excites his body. It can be very distracting.

"What are you going to do with your present now, Lan Zhan?"

Hearing that, he stops immediately and he feels sad. Even though he can't see it with the blindfold. "I'm sorry Wei Ying. I was only playing."

He rubs his bottom soothingly, "Forgive me?" He murmured as he kisses him and hugs him, trying to express his affection in a better way and nuzzles on his cheek.

"I'll only like it if you promise to always make it feel better." He smirks softly as he feels him trying to make it up to him. He isn't used to his body being treated in such a way. He wants Lan Wangji to be able to enjoy doing whatever he wants to him but there are still things that are a little new and strange to im.

"I promise. I always wanted to please Wei Ying." As his answer, he kisses him sweetly to make up for it. He cherished and worshipped his body, and it's this man he enjoys caring for.

He kisses deeper, moans deeply, tongue swirly inside to make him feel better.

He returns the kiss, tongue dancing with Lan Wangji's as it explores hi mouth. He groans into the kiss as he tastes the man who has give his entire body and soul to. He could easily lose himself in his kisses like this all day and night.

He laughs low and sweetly to his reactions as he kisses him some more, and then slowly breaks the kiss to allow him for air.

Looking into his eyes and daze, "Wei Ying..." He kisses on the hollow of his throat, his hands wander over his body to feel him. He licks the palm of his hand and he then slides over his plush thighs for a squeeze, and then slides between his legs, to wrap his hands around his cock to stroke him.

"Ahn..." He moans in surprise as that hand grasps him. It causes those ropes to tighten around his lower body as well as his back arches slightly from the touch. "I think you have a little bit of a voyeur streak in you, Lan Zhan. You just like to watch me melt under your hand."

He monitors his comfort carefully, keeping in mind of the ropes that tighten around his limbs. He nips on his ears as he keeps stroking him, and nuzzles on his throat.

"Mm. I want Wei Ying to melt whenever I touch him and made him think of me. Let yourself go and release him. You can come."

"Nnn...but if I do that you'll stop touching. And I like..ahn...this feeling." He knows that isn't entirely true. What is probably going to come after this is even more touching. But he can't help the fact that he wants to enjoy the moment with that hand running over him.

"Just a little more, Lan Zhan."

"Then you don't have to ask. I give you my everything." He continues kissing over his body, stroking his cock, circling the tip with his thumbs, and tighten up with his hand.

"If you wanted more, then I'll give you...just give me a moment." He goes to fetch that bottle of lube, the type that heats up upon contact, then slicken up his fingers and coat it with the length of his cock. He slicks up his hole with his fingers first to make him wet, then pulling it out, he sends his length all the way inside of him.

"This should feel much better." He purred as he pleasures him back and front, then start to thrusts away inside of him. "Ah, you feel so good and tight, Wei Ying."

It seems they both wanted more as once again Lan Wangji is trusting inside of him. This was what he expected on the night. Knew that they would have many rounds to look forward to when he planned the evening. He also knew his body would suffer the consequences and made sure that neither of them had anything important to do the next day.

His moans fill the air as those thrusts once again send pleasure through his body. "Yess...Lan er-gege...more..."

Lan Wangji preferred him to do absolutely and perfectly nothing, and he would be happy if he's sore all over, being claimed and marked by him. Hearing his sweet voice and moans, he's thrusting inside of him, going faster and harder.

"Wei Ying..." He groans as reaches over to pull his hair, and thrusts his length all the way in, stretching his tight walls and soft insides apart with his size. "Yes, that's it. Wei Ying feels so good for gege..." He squeezes around his dick, preventing him from cumming, not without begging for his permission.

He cries out as first his hair gets pulled and then Lan Wangji's cruelty moves to this throbbing length. "Lan Zhan..." He gasps as his body aches for that release that is being denied him. The entire bed rocking with the force of Lan Wangji's trusts into his already tender body.

He can't grab anything for support, he can't see his assailant. All he can do is succumb to everything Lan Wangji chooses to do to his body.

He continues his thrusting, going faster and rougher, enjoying the struggle in his bindings and seeing his blindfold, and squeezing his dick to control his orgasm.

He hushes him, trying to comfort him, then he releases, and whispers in his ears as he succumbs to him. "Come for me."

The build up had been there. The need for a release pulsating beneath Lan Wangji's fingers. And when he finally lets go and utters those words, it happens like a geyser, bursting forth between them in warm release.

His hips jerk and body tenses as pleasure consumes him. Clenching around Lan Wangji's length as he continues to pound into his body.

Feeling the exertion, his breath heavy, he pounds a few times with final thrusts to spill and pour his side inside of him. "Good, very good..." He made sure his beloved squeezed every drop.

He kisses the side of his neck and unwrapped the bindings, releasing him from it, and loosens his blindfold so he could see him. "Now see me and yourself. Your cheeks look rosy, but you look handsome."

There is so much relief in being freed from those ropes finally. His body arches but he reaches up and wraps his arms around him. He looks up at the the man above him and smiles.

"You are always handsome, Lan Zhan."

This has been a good evening and he is glad that he was able to give Lan Wangji this gift.

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