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Lan Wangji loves his husband. His incredibly sexy husband who always indulges him. Lan Wangji comes back from work extremely horny and jumps in Wei Wuxian’s lap as soon as he spotted him in the house.
Lan Wangji, after two orgasms and going to his third, realizes how full his bladder is, in the middle of a sixty-nine position. His cunt open in display on Wei Wuxian’s face. He can hold in, Lan Wangji thinks, while deepthroating Wei Wuxian’s dick.
Wei Wuxian has his back on the bed, while Lan Wangji is on top of him. This position gives him no leverage to his problem, when a thumb is stroking his enlarged clit while Wei Wuxian’s tongue fucks his inside. Lan Wangji tries to focus on making Wei Wuxian cum first, slipping a saliva coated finger down to his opening, teasing. He feels a moan reverberate against his skin and enjoys the moment, forgetting his need to hold in. A terrible mistake when Wei Wuxian sucks on his clit and builds in his orgasm, exactly how he likes it, and a dribble escapes.
“Stop, stop.” Lan Wangji makes mention to rise, but Wei Wuxian strong arms hold him in.
“What is it?”
Wei Wuxian's question gets answered with a whine. A, I don't wanna tell you, whine.
Lan Wangji feels his face heating up. After all their married time, and numerous adventures, he still can’t help it. “I need to pee.”
Wei Wuxian chuckles, “Hold it, bunny.”
“Can’t, I–” Lan Wangji gasps when Wei Wuxain starts sucking his clit again, deliberately trying to achieve Lan Wangji climax fast.
Lan Wangji forgets to do his part, now solely focused on not peeing on his husband. It's just, Wei Wuxian tongue knows how to put enough pressure to make him cum. Not long, he’s coming on Wei Wuxian's mouth, and losing strength over holding in. Pee slowly drips down Wei Wuxian's face. Unable to stop it, Lan Wangji doesn’t know what feels better, peeing or coming. He is too blissed out to notice when Wei Wuxian stops sucking him and starts at first tasting it, and then drinking his pee. Soon enough it stops, Lan Wangji is trembling and grunts against Wei Wuxian's right leg.
“You good, bunny?”
“No. I still need to go, I just can’t. It– it won’t come out.”
Wei Wuxian pats Lan Wangji's leg. “Go sit in the toilet, you’ll relax.”
“Mn.”
After cleaning themselves in a long bath, Lan Wangji go back to the bed, to assert the damages. And surprisingly finds nothing. He turns to ask Wei Wuxian, who’s occupied with his phone.
“Wei Ying, the bed. Did you clean it?”
“Hum? Oh.” Wei Wuxian gives a long pause before answering. “Uh-Uh.”
“Wei Ying?”
…
“Wei Ying!”