Interruptions

"Here, try this, Lan Zhan," Wei WuXian demanded and raised the cup on Lan WangJi's lips. "Good?" he asked as he gently wiped the liquid that had spilled in his haste. It was just a fruit juice, since they had work to do later that evening, but it was something neither of them had tried before.

"Mn."

Just then the server brought them their food, and Wei WuXian delved into his with glee. Lan Zhan, however, poked at the bowl in front of Wei WuXian with a scowl.

"Why so grumpy, Lan Zhan?" Wei WuXian asked, reaching into the bowl happily, and offering a taste to him.

Lan WangJi shook his head. "Inadequate."

"The mushrooms? They look all right to me."

"What I found were better."

"But you said they were from that greengrocer's all the way across town?" Lan WangJi had brought him their meal that morning, as their inn didn't provide meals. How Lan WangJi had managed to get access to a kitchen, Wei WuXian would never know, but breakfast was waiting for him when he woke up. And it was his favourite, songrong mushrooms. He had rewarded Lan WangJi's efforts with another venture on their creaky bed. After they had eaten, of course. Wei WuXian shifted a little in his seat when he remembered.

They were at a restaurant near their inn, and when Wei WuXian had seen the same mushrooms on the menu, he had to order them.

"Mn."

"You don't even eat them," Wei WuXian realised.

"Mn."

"Just for me, Lan Zhan?"

"Mn."

"Lan Zhan..." Wei WuXian said and leaned his head against Lan WangJi's shoulder, munching on the mushrooms, which, now that he thought about it, were really not anywhere near as good as the ones he had had for breakfast that morning. But he was hungry and they served.

Lan WangJi tilted his head until it rested against Wei WuXian's, and closed his eyes.

"Ah, Lan Zhan..."

"Wei Ying."

The moment between the lovers stretched, until...

"So, how are we going to deal with the fierce ghost—" Xie XiYue began. Lan SiZhui's eyes widened and he elbowed Xie XiYue in the ribs. "What?"

Lan WangJi opened his eyes for a baleful glare at the inconsiderate boy, and Xie XiYue gulped. Lan WangJi closed his eyes again.

Lan SiZhui looked at Xie XiYue with wide eyes and shook his head slowly, as if he couldn't believe what Xie XiYue had just done.

Finally Wei WuXian lifted his head, pecked a kiss on Lan WangJi's porcelain cheek, and finished his mushrooms as if nothing had happened. "So what are we going to do about those ghosts, Lan Zhan? They won't be subdued with our usual methods."

The kids breathed with relief, and tucked into their meals, their ears a little red after this display of affection. They were on another training excursion from Cloud Recesses, some of the younger disciples a little wary at first at traveling together with the infamous pair, but their handling of a nasty haunting case at a rich man's house a few days earlier had reassured them that the two really knew their way around creatures of evil.

Wei WuXian saw the disciples' reaction and turned his head to look at Lan WangJi, who looked cool and collected as usual. "Did you terrorise the kids again? Lan Zhan..."

"Mn."

"The young are impatient," Wei WuXian said, as if imparting an ancient wisdom.

Lan WangJi smiled a fraction, and Wei WuXian laughed. "I know. I was worse."

"Was?"

Wei WuXian laughed again. "Lan Zhan... You know me. I don't like waiting when I want something." He looked at Lan WangJi and his mind went back to their morning activities, and his eyes grew hot.

"Wei Ying..." Lan WangJi warned him, his eyes flicking to the young disciples and back to Wei WuXian.

Wei WuXian kept his eyes on Lan WangJi's and spoke without turning his head. "Get your talismans ready, we will need them all. We'll meet you in the inn in an hour."

One of the younger disciples tried to protest, but Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi pulled him up and they left, some red faced, some confused.

"Alone at last," Wei WuXian murmured and sat in Lan WangJi's lap, facing him, rubbing himself against Lan WangJi like a cat in heat.

"Wei Ying..."

"It's a private room," Wei WuXian murmured, his lips tracing hot, wet kisses across Lan WangJi's neck, his hands on both their robes, pulling and shifting to reach naked skin.

"Wei Ying!"

"I can't wait another minute," Wei WuXian murmured, and licked his palm, then wrapped it around Lan WangJi's cock, which had sprung up eagerly. "Ooohhh, you're ready. I am too," he breathed and lifted him up and impaled himself slowly on the throbbing hardness.

"...!"

Wei WuXian flung his head back, his face slack with rapture, and Lan WangJi lost his capacity to think. He could only feel, the hot tight tunnel enveloping him like dream, Wei WuXian's hands grasping his shoulders, the slim hips under Lan WangJi's hands finding the perfect rhythm to bring them maximum pleasure.

The door opened and a waiter walked in. "Out!" Lan WangJi growled and the young waiter fled, shutting the door behind her in panic.

"Aaahh-hhhh... Lan Zhan..." Wei WuXian moaned, and Lan WangJi thought he hadn't even noticed the interruption.

Lan WangJi's hand found its way under Wei WuXian's partially open robes and enveloped his already leaking cock, earning him a low groan from Wei WuXian. No matter how many times they did this, it was always a revelation how they could make each other feel.

What the waiter had seen had clearly made an impression, since no one came to interrupt them again, even though they were neither quick nor quiet.

"Shameless," Lan WangJi said, wiping himself clean, and sighed mentally. 

"And you love me for it," Wei WuXian replied with certainty, and leaned to kiss him contentedly, his hand still busily cleaning himself between his thighs.

"Mn."

Wei WuXian laughed and kissed him again.

Lan WangJi left payment for their meals on the table, thought for a moment, then added half the same amount again. The staff bowed at them politely, but Lan WangJi felt their eyes at his back as they walked out. Another wine shop they could never return to.

Back in the inn in the room the four kids shared, they were checking what they needed for their evening excursion, and Xie XiYue could finally ask the question he had been mulling over since they had fled the wine sop. "So those two...? They're together? Really together? Like... m-married cultivation partners?"

"Yes," Lan SiZhui confirmed.

Xie XiYue drew a slow breath, his eyes wide. "Two men... together... like that?"

Lan SiZhui scowled. "Are you judging HanGuang-Jun and senior Wei? You know they raised me."

Xie XiYue's eyes grew wide. "No, no, not at all, no, absolutely not... But how...? I mean, how would they... you know... know the other one was, too?"

"What are you blabbering about?" Lan JingYi said.

"N-nothing!" Xie XiYue stammered, but as they set out for their night hunting later that evening, his eyes kept shifting to the two lovers, wondering. It was possible, then. But how?

Then he remembered Wei WuXian saying that HanGuang-Jun had cooked for him, and Wei WuXian's expression, and Xie XiYue's face lit up.

Cooking... That he could do.

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A/N:

The gif is from another scene, where Lan Zhan is drunk. I love drunk Lan Zhan. He has the lowest tolerance of alcohol of any character ever, and he is absolutely adorable. The drama has a few cute scenes, but again, you really should read the novel for the best moments.