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Lan Wangji looked so beautiful against the backdrop of fresh green grass and the light fog caused by the splash of water coming down the waterfall, that Xichen felt his heart would burst. He trailed his fingertips over his didi's bare sternum, down to his abdomen. He playfully circled his belly button before reaching lower and pushing down the waistband of his brother's pants. His half-hard cock jumped up happily, already beading pearlescent fluid at the tip.
'Oh Wangji,' he sighed out. He reached out to press his little brother backwards onto the grass, and Wangji let himself be pushed willingly. Xichen reached down to strip him off his trousers, then nestled himself on top of his didi, kissing him. Wangji kissed him back eagerly and brought his hands up to grab Xichen’s shoulders.
‘Gege,’ he said softly, breaking the kiss. ‘You are certain no one will find us?’
Xichen smiled. ‘I’m certain. I’ve used my best wards. No one will be able to come within a hundred steps without me noticing, and even then it will take a powerful cultivator, like Shufu, to break the wards. In that case, we’ll have more than enough time to make themselves decent. And besides: no-one knows we’re out here, didi.’
‘Someone could still come,’ Wangji argued. ‘Someone who, like you, wanted to enjoy the gentle weather.’
‘Are you not enjoying it?’ Xichen sat up and removed his inner robe. He was still mostly clothed, while his brother was utterly naked underneath him: a titillating contrast. ‘Are you too worried that we might get caught?’
Surprisingly, Wangji didn’t reply straight away. He watched as Xichen bared himself, eyes raking over him. Xichen knew very well his brother found him desirable, but being gawked at like that and seeing his brother’s length fill out for him still made a pleasant shudder run down his spine and settle in his loins.
‘I do not want to be punished for sneaking out when we should be practising our cultivation…’ Wangji said.
‘Are we not doing just that?’ Xichen interjected playfully, earning him a little kick against the thigh and a pouty face from his brother. ‘I’m sorry, di, continue?’
His didi licked his lips. ‘Is it wrong that I might not object completely to… being watched?’
Xichen blinked. He hadn’t expected that. For all his enthusiasm for sleeping together, Wangji had always been extremely secretive: not allowing Xichen a single amorous touch outside of the Jingshi where the risk of being caught was the least likely – not even a fleeting brush that could be explained as mere brotherly affection. And since the Twin Jades had grown up together, without parents or other siblings or even friends of similar age within their own sect, nobody could be surprised at their affection for each other.
But Wangji always shied away from this, only accepting his brother’s outward protectiveness and their mutual use of pet names as public expressions of love. So now, Xichen couldn’t help but tease his brother with this new revelation.
‘You want us to be seen?’ he mused, leaning over his younger sibling, running a warm hand over his abdomen, towards his sex and taking it in hand. ‘You’d want someone to take a walk towards the back mountain and unexpectedly run into the Twin Jades making love?’ He savoured the little gasp coming from his brother’s lips as he moved his fist over him. ‘Do you want them to see you as I see you: all soft and flustered and hard for your gege?’
Wangji groaned softly and tipped his head back, eyes closed. His hair fanned out underneath him and Xichen reminded himself that he must ask his didi to let him braid spring flowers into his hair later. Xichen moved his hand a little faster. ‘Do you want them to see us exchange heated kisses and hide, so they can spy on us some more? So they can see you squirm for me and hear you moan my name softly as I take you into my mouth?’
‘Gege…!’
He wanted to do that: take him in his mouth. But then he’d have to stop teasing his di, so Xichen opted for licking a long line over the underside of his brother’s cock, making him shudder, then continued stroking him. ‘Why would you want that, my precious di? Do you want them to be scandalized by you and me, fucking?’
‘No.’ It broke from Wangji’s lips like a sigh.
‘No?’
‘It’s not that.’
‘Then what?’ He wetted the fingers of his other hand in his mouth and brought them to Wangji’s hole. His brother spread his legs and brought them up, exposing himself. ‘Do you want them to see what a slut you are for me?’
His didi shuddered again. ‘No. Ngh!’ He crooned deliciously when Xichen’s fingers breached him and started massaging his rim, making him loose enough to be penetrated.
‘No?’ Xichen leaned in to press kisses to his chest. He lingered at the right nipple, circling it with his tongue, then biting down softly. Wangji bucked his hips up, his dick drew a wet stripe over Xichen’s abdomen. ‘Do you want to make them jealous? Do you want to make them wish it could be them, having the privilege of having the proud, peerlessly pretty Lan Wangji spreading his legs for them?’
‘No!’ Wangji actually almost grinned at that. He had to be getting close, but Xichen couldn’t think of more reasons.
‘What then?’
‘For them to be jealous, yes, but of me! For getting fucked so thoroughly by their gentle sect leader, the most desired bachelor of the Jianghu!’
Xichen huffed out a laugh. ‘Wangji!’
Wangji propped himself up on his elbows. ‘Brother fucks me so well: anyone who’d get to see us should be jealous.’ Now it was Xichen’s time to blush – especially when his didi crawled over to him and pushed him over backwards. He made a protesting noise, which was swiftly smothered by Wangji’s lips on his. His didi’s hands firmly grabbed his waist as he settled on top of him and ground down onto Xichen’s cock, making him moan against his mouth. He broke the kiss and growled, voice even lower than usual: ‘ Anyone should get to see how good gege is for his didi, and be envious of me .’ Xichen shuddered. Wangji nipped at his earlobe, then reached behind himself with one hand to grab Xichen’s erection. He lifted his ass and slowly impaled himself onto Xichen’s length; Xichen nearly clamoured at the feel of his didi’s insides sliding over his dick.
‘Ngh, you feel so good around me…!’
‘Mn. Need gege’s heavenly pillar filling me up…’ Wangji let out a soft gasp as their lower bodies collided, then planted his hands back – one on each side of Xichen’s thighs – and bore down on him. Xichen mewled at his testicles being crushed underneath his didi in the best way imaginable.
‘I need all of you,’ Wangji hissed, moving up and down on top of him, letting his cock slide out minimally before smacking down and taking him back in as deep as possible. ‘Need gege to bruise my innards. Want to spend the rest of the day still feeling the ghost of you inside of me...’
Xichen nearly choked. ‘Didi, when did you learn to talk like this?’
‘Like what?’ Wangji smirked.
‘Shamelessly.’
‘Does gege like it?’
He couldn’t possibly deny that. ‘If you feel like I deserve to be seen, you surely deserve to be heard,’ he muttered.
Wangji pushed himself upright momentarily and shifted, so he could lean over Xichen. He brought their faces close enough for Xichen to feel his hot breath caress his face and continued: ‘Need gege’s heavy jade to carve into me; need him to shape me permanently to his length so all I can ever be is his… Ah!’
Xichen could no longer hold back: he wrapped his arms around Wangji’s waist, locking him into his chest, bent his knees and pressed his heels into the humid earth as he fucked up into his brother’s pliant body. Every upward thrust made Wangji jolt on top of him and pushed a strangled moan out of him.
‘Ngh! Yes,’ he whimpered against Xichen’s chest, ‘yes, gege, please, make me gape! Mark me as yours. Make it clear to anyone that this body belongs to you, and only you…!’
His words made Xichen’s brain short-circuit. Somewhere in the back of his mind he realized he sounded feral as he plunged into his didi’s ass, making him bounce and cry out on top of him. Normally, he’d use his cultivation to delay his climax, so they could keep going for longer, but he simply forgot to and by the time he realized he was close to coming, he didn’t want to stop. His cock throbbed inside of his didi, and as he fucked the breath out of Wangji – whose dirty phrases had been reduced to needy whines – he tumbled into bliss. With a few final harsh punches, he seeded his come deep inside his didi before letting his head fall back and going soft underneath him.
Wangji too had gone limp on top of him, resting heavily on his chest. As soon as he’d caught his breath, he sat up – Xichen groaned as he felt his dick twitch inside his didi – and started moving over him, hips rolling.
‘Didi,’ he whimpered.
‘I love it,’ Wangji replied, panting. ‘I love how wet it feels inside me, ge; how dirty it makes me feel to know I have your come in me.’ As if to demonstrate it, he let Xichen’s half-hard cock slip almost all the way out before taking it back in with a sloppy sound. ‘I want all of your come in me, gege, always. In my mouth and in my ass. It belongs to me.’
‘Didi.’
‘I own you.’ Wangji was beginning to sound more and more laboured as he rocked himself over Xichen. ‘I’ll be yours forever, ge, but I own you too. You’re mine. Your cock is mine. Your seed is mine. Your body is mine.’
Xichen reached up to grab Wangji’s hips and Wangji let out a triumphant roar, and with the support of Xichen’s strong arms he fucked himself back onto Xichen’s shaft, chasing his own climax. When Wangji stopped muttering filth, because he was running out of breath, Xichen took over, edging him on: ‘Go on sweetheart, keep going. Keep using your beautiful body; keep clenching your delicious hole around my cock; keep milking my dick for my seed. I’ll fill you up until you can’t take anymore; I’ll make you take it all. I’ll make you carry it deep inside of you…’
Wangji’s face scrunched and he tipped his head back, his whole body arched as he began shuddering on top of Xichen. Xichen’s jaw dropped in adoration for his gorgeous didi, and to increase the sensation for him, he started fucking up into him again. Wangji’s gentle moans turned to full-blown howls, and Xichen sighed out in satisfaction as he felt his brother’s come splatter onto his belly, easing the friction between their undulating bodies as they both rocked through the aftershocks of their lovemaking.
A little later, as they bathed in the river, Wangji wrapped his arms around his brother’s neck and gave him a devouring kiss. He wrapped his legs around Xichen’s waist and whispered, huskily: ‘Did you mean it, gege?’
Xichen grabbed him underneath his ass and ground his cock against his brother’s belly. ‘Every single word, didi. But I forgot something very important.’
‘What’s that?’
Xichen kissed him back. ‘I love you. More than life itself. And I never want to be without you.’
‘Mn. Love you too, gege. More than anything.’
Xichen already knew their cleaning up was going to be in vain as he felt Wangji’s hips cant against his erection.