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Wei Wuxian was sitting on the king-sized bed as he looked out of the window of the hotel that was directly opposite of the ball. He and Lan Wangji were in America for the celebration of the coming New Year. There were about 15 minutes left until it would officially be 2019. Wei Wuxian couldn't quite believe it himself, but what he couldn't believe even more was that he was in America with Lan Wangji. It was only because the United States had requested to have royal representatives from around the globe, and Wei Wuxian was the only heir of Yiling. Jiang Cheng had already decided to room with Nie Huaisang, leaving Wei Wuxian to ask the only other good friend he knew within China to accompany him – Prince Lan Wangji of Gusu.
The great Prince Lan Wangji of Gusu was one of two heirs of Gusu; Prince Lan Xichen being the first born, had already been invited as a representative. Lan Wangji was merely there per Wei Wuxian’s request, though he wouldn’t admit it to anyone else should they ask. Nevertheless, Wei Wuxian was more than grateful for Lan Wangji’s company. They had been close friends since their school days, constantly hanging around one another whenever they had the chance. At first it had made Jiang Cheng a little jealous that his adopted brother would rather hang out with one of the Twin Jades than himself, but eventually he grew to like Lan Wangji. Somewhat.
Wei Wuxian sighed loudly, chewing on his lip. Here he was, soon to be betrothed to Wen Ning, whom Wei Wuxian knew was one of the sweetest people on earth that he had ever met. He and Wen Ning got along swimmingly, and if it just weren't for Lan Wangji...
Dammit.
Wei Wuxian felt his face heating up as he thought of the beautiful man he called his best friend. If it wasn't for the massive attraction Wei Wuxian felt for Lan Wangji – well then, maybe Wei Wuxian would possibly feel the same way that Wen Ning felt about him. And maybe Wei Wuxian wouldn't have to keep such a secret: that he had been in love with Lan Wangji for longer than he could even remember.
It had started from the first moment that they had met in Gusu for school. They had been anointed seating partners, Lan Wangji nodding his head as he let out a deep rumble of a “hello”. Wei Wuxian had felt his heart stop, and his breath halt, before he remembered to breathe out his own shaky greeting.
Three knocks sounded on the hotel suite door, bringing Wei Wuxian back from his reverie. The door opened to reveal Lan Wangji with a pizza and two cans of Pepsi in his hands. He seemed to glide into the room, and Wei Wuxian couldn’t help the way his eyes raked down Lan Wangji’s legs before traveling back to his face. Lan Wangji raised a perfectly-shaped eyebrow, causing Wei Wuxian to quickly look away, his face reddening deeply.
Lan Wangji stepped towards the bed where Wei Wuxian was sitting. "Your security team bought us some pizza and Pepsi, but I am not sure if you like Pepsi. If not, I can go–"
Wei Wuxian quickly waved his hands. “No, no it's fine,” he replied, smiling at Lan Wangji as the tall man sat next to him on the bed. “Thank you for bringing it up.”
“Of course. It was no trouble.”
Lan Wangji opened up the pizza box, and the two dug in. Immediately, Wei Wuxian’s nose scrunched up when he saw the mushrooms on his pizza. The security team had ordered chicken and mushroom, not Wei Wuxian's regular pepperoni order. Wei Wuxian started picking off the slick vegetable, almost gagging at its smooth texture.
The young prince absolutely hated mushrooms, ever since he was a child, and he hated that some of the people who (supposedly) knew him more than most had gotten him chicken and mushroom. He didn't mean to sound like a snob - he may have been the Prince of Yiling but he didn't like to sound like a spoiled brat (even if he was spoiled a lot) - but he honestly just couldn't stand mushrooms.
“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji started, amusement flashing in his eyes as he watched Wei Wuxian pick off the mushrooms. “I could just order another pizza if you'd like?”
Wei Wuxian shook his head, cringing slightly when he felt another mushroom between his fingers. So disgusting. “No that's okay, I'm fine with, uh, this.”
Lan Wangji sighed, taking Wei Wuxian's uneaten pizza out of his hand and placing it lightly back into the box. “Your Highness, I insist. Getting what you prefer won't be a problem.”
Wei Wuxian groaned softly. “Ah Lan Zhan, you know I don’t like it when you call me that.”
“Is you not a prince?” Lan Wangji closed the box slowly before meeting Wei Wuxian’s eyes, causing the latter to blush once again. If he blushed any more, he would be the exact same colour as the lining of his royal-occasional robes. Lan Wangji did not even give the younger man time to respond before continuing. “I suppose Wei Ying wouldn’t mind waiting another half hour for another pizza?”
Wei Wuxian coughed into his hand lightly. “Only if Lan Zhan doesn’t mind.”
Lan Wangji shook his head, as he glanced at the window. “We will only be getting it next year, though,” he said with a straight face. It took Wei Wuxian a few seconds, but immediately he burst out laughing at the lame joke.
Wei Wuxian nudged Lan Wangji, still laughing boisterously. “Ah Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, who knew you could be so funny! I love you too dearly!”
Lan Wangji hummed, his chin leaning on his right shoulder as he peered down at Wei Wuxian affectionately. It was only then that Wei Wuxian realised how close he and Lan Wangji really were (and specifically how close Lan Wangji's pale pink lips were to his own). His laughing slowly stopped as his body froze.
“You love me.”
“What?”
“You said you love me dearly.”
Wei Wuxian felt his face drain of colour as his earlier words sunk in. Wei Wuxian’s mouth opened and closed, but no words could escape as his brain began to panic.
Lan Wangji tilted his head slightly, and Wei Wuxian wasn’t sure whether he imagined the way the older man’s eyes briefly flickered to his lips.
“Do you love me, Wei Ying?”
"I do.”
“The way that I love you?”
Did Lan Wangji love him the way that Wei Wuxian loved him? What way was that, exactly? Then again, it wasn’t exactly as if the two had ever said the ‘L’ word to one another, in the years of friendship that they shared. After a moment, Wei Wuxian opened his mouth.
“And the ball drops in five...!”
“Four!”
Subconsciously they both were leaning forward, but neither took notice as they continued to look into one another's eyes. Lan Wangji’s hand gently cupped Wei Wuxian’s face, his cool hand a relief against his burning face, and simultaneously an anchor that brought Wei Wuxian back to earth.
“Yes,” Wei Wuxian managed to finally breathe out.
“Three!”
"May I kiss you?" Lan Wangji murmured, and Wei Wuxian's lips slowly parted in surprise.
“Two!”
“One!”
Lan Wangji gave him no time to respond as he held Wei Wuxian's neck to pull him forward into a blissful kiss.
“Happy New Year!”
Wei Wuxian's body completely relaxed as Lan Wangji continued to kiss him, causing the tall man to grip the shorter one’s waist as to support him. It was only a simple lip lock at first, and Lan Wangji was about to pull away, but it seemed as if Wei Wuxian's body had woken up, and immediately the younger prince began to kiss Lan Wangji with more vigour.
Wei Wuxian kissed him with all the might that he had, letting out the extreme sexual tension he'd felt towards Lan Wangji for years. The part of him that lusted over Lan Wangji for what seemed to be forever, had pushed the sensible and embarrassed part of him to the back of his mind. It seemed that neither of them minded though; they had no reason to. They were both finally getting what they wanted.
As the kiss got even more heated and almost sloppy, Wei Wuxian slowly – without breaking the kiss between the two of them – made his way onto Lan Wangji’s lap. The golden-eyed man groaned as Wei Wuxian grabbed his long silky hair and kissed him even deeper. Lan Wangji ran his hands up Wei Wuxian’s sides slowly and gently, mimicking a fluttery, feathery feeling. It was strange, and as much as Wei Wuxian wanted to giggle, all he could do was softly whimper at the delicate touches.
It all felt so amazing.
The whimpers seemed to trigger a switch in Lan Wangji’s mind, as he grabbed Wei Wuxian’s legs which were situated on either side of him, and picked Wei Wuxian up effortlessly. Wei Wuxian felt his stomach twist at the thought of how strong Lan Wangji was. Lan Wangji was able to shuffle on his knees up the massive bed as Wei Wuxian continued to kiss him. He stopped halfway and, with much protest from Wei Wuxian, broke their kiss to lay Wei Wuxian down on the bed with his head just touching the headboard.
Wei Wuxian watched as Lan Wangji’s piercing eyes analysed him, admired him, and locked away all his beautiful features into his memory, no words being spoken between the two of them.
Finally content after a while, Lan Wangji leaned down and pressed a bruising kiss onto Wei Wuxian’s swollen lips. The younger prince leaned up to continue the kiss, but Lan Wangji broke away to start on his neck. Wei Wuxian’s grey eyes fluttered, his moans trickling out as Lan Wangji kissed, bit and sucked on every inch of his neck until there – there, Lan Wangji had found Wei Wuxian’s sweet spot. A long, soft moan filled the air as Lan Wangji focused on the dip above Wei Wuxian’s clavicle, the man beneath subconsciously bucking his hips upwards.
In response, Lan Wangji let out a deep guttural moan, his hips grinding downwards sharply in response. The more sounds Wei Wuxian let out, the more animalistic Lan Wangji’s actions seemed to get; Wei Wuxian was used to Lan Wangji always being gentle with him, always exceedingly patient. But now, he was rough and quick, and Wei Wuxian was not complaining in the least. When their hips met, it seemed that only then had the two of them realised they were still fully clothed.
Lan Wangji sat up, just hovering above Wei Wuxian’s thighs as he took off his shirt, his jaw-length black hair settling back amongst his face, some strands covering his bright eyes. Wei Wuxian felt his initial wave of heated arousal spike throughout his body. Wei Wuxian felt himself get harder as he looked at Lan Wangji’s naked torso. His skin was flawless, save for the sun emblem tattoo that sat on his left pec. Wei Wuxian couldn’t help but touch his matching tattoo that they had gotten at eighteen on his own chest, his face reddening once more. He reached out to touch Lan Wangji’s muscled physique, letting out a soft gasp. Lan Wangji was absolutely gorgeous, and in that moment, he was Wei Wuxian’s.
Lan Wangji sat Wei Wuxian up, helping him to take his shirt off. Wei Wuxian suddenly noticed that Lan Wangji was magically in his boxers, his face burning as he realised that Lan Wangji must have taken his pants off when Wei Wuxian had been drooling over his upper body. From then, Lan Wangji gently lay Wei Wuxian on his back, and started to once more bite his way across the body below him. Wei Wuxian welcomed the feeling, his back arching as if that would create more contact between Lan Wangji’s lips and his skin.
“Ah, Lan Zhan…”
Lan Wangji, as he kissed all over Wei Wuxian’s slender stomach and strong v-lines, took Wei Wuxian’s pants and boxers off in one go. It wasn't much of an effort to do so, and as he ran his hands up and down Wei Wuxian’s smooth thighs, he suddenly pulled Wei Wuxian even closer to him and smashed their lips together.
Lan Wangji kissed him hard, almost as if to ravage him, their teeth clashing together. When he bit Wei Wuxian’s bottom lip and dug his slender fingers into the inside of Wei Wuxian’s thigh, the younger prince let out a loud keen as his hips snapped up against the broad man above him.
A loud moan tumbled out from Lan Wangji, and without a hesitation of a breath, the golden-eyed man pistoned his hips down to Wei Wuxian, essentially pinning the man to the bed. Wei Wuxian gasped, his entire body overwhelmed by the unexpected reaction.
“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, I-I–”
He could feel it: how needy he sounded, how Lan Wangji’s name left his lips like a desperate prayer. What he was praying for, he was not entirely sure, but nevertheless his prayers were answered. Lan Wangji lifted his body slightly off of the panting man beneath him, and just as Wei Wuxian was about to protest, he choked on his unspoken words.
“Ah fuck, Lan Zhan!”
The loudest moan that Wei Wuxian had let out that night filtered throughout the room, causing Lan Wangji to latch his lips onto the younger man’s neck once more, quickening his slender cool hand that was wrapped around Wei Wuxian’s scorching dick.
Wei Wuxian’s legs wrapped around Lan Wangji’s waist tightly as he felt his body trembling uncontrollably, as if warning him of his climax to come. Wei Wuxian had never been touched before in the way that Lan Wangji was touching him in that moment. Sweat gathered on both of their bodies as Wei Wuxian fucked into the hand wrapped around him, Lan Wangji rutting even faster into his thigh. With all the stimulus, Wei Wuxian knew that he couldn’t last any longer. Grabbing at the roots of Lan Wangji’s hair, Wei Wuxian’s body fiercely shivered first before he froze, coming in waves. Lan Wangji, as soon as he realised Wei Wuxian had come, wasn't far behind and came right after.
The two princes looked at each other with vibrant eyes, words still not being shared between them. They caught their breathing, and once again after a while, Lan Wangji leaned down to kiss Wei Wuxian before uttering one word.
"Mine."