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Ever since Lan Wangji was little, it was expected of him to present as an alpha like everyone from his main family. His older brother who was two years older than him, presented as an alpha when he was sixteen. He was secluded when his first rut dawned upon him one cold day in the winter not that much later after his birthday. The same was expected from Lan Wangji, with the only exception being that he was expected to use his betrothed to his relief for his first rut.
However, the day after his fifteenth birthday, Lan Wangji woke up to his teeth aching and a pounding headache ringing through his head. His body was filled with a cold sweat that left him panting through his night robes, everything inside him itching to pull the scratching robes off.
The Jingshi was still supposed to be creeping with the cold January air, but every breath Lan Wangji managed to take in seemed to burn everytime he exhaled. The air was stifling, humid in a way he had never experienced in the Cloud Recesses. His inner robes that he wore to sleep were always just right in their comfort, cool and light as they had been ever since he could remember. But ever since he woke up, their material felt itchy, scratching and clinging to his sweaty skin.
With a roll that took too much effort for him to manage, he crawled his way out of his bed. With a shaky flick of his wrist he propped up Bichen to use for support and hobbled towards the sliding doors of his room.
He gritted his teeth at the amount of strength he mustered to open the usually light door. It was humiliating for someone like him. But with his trembling legs and labored breaths that took too much energy out of him, he dragged himself to his older brother’s room.
It only took two knocks for his brother to slide the door open, his inner white robes unusually crooked from getting up so quickly. His brother took one look at him and immediately got a determined expression on his face.
“I will inform Shufu of your predicament,” his brother easily hauled his arm over his shoulder and walked him back to his room. His scent was cool, refreshing in the way all the other scents around the estate seemed to make his nose burn.
“Your omega will be brought to your room as soon as possible.”
Lan Wangji had only ever met his omega once, back when they had been only ten years old and their betrothal had been set. His Shufu had mentioned that his omega and his brother were to study in Cloud Recesses the next summer, but they still had a year and a half until then.
“Xiongzhang,” he started, surprised by his own breathlessness in his usual steady voice.
Lan Xichen turned towards him, stepping inside the Jingshi.
“An unaccompanied rut is difficult to withstand, especially the first one, but do not worry Wangji, you won’t be alone for too long.”
Lan Wangji pressed his lips together. For as long as he remembered, his sect had only taught him about restraint and humility, especially when it came to his baser instincts. While herbs that hid one’s scents were frowned upon in the Gusu Lan Sect, control was expected from both one’s scent and instincts. Their forehead ribbons were a symbol of that restrain.
However, restraint was to be taken down whenever their forehead ribbon was untied. Today would be the first time Lan Wangji was to take down his forehead ribbon.
He waited on the Jingshi, trembling as he sat upright on his wooden bed. He could feel drops of sweat gathering on his forehead, slipping down his temple much to his disgust. An itching in his gums like he had never dealt with before kept his teeth clenched.
His hold over his scent had never been as hard to control in as in that moment. He felt aggressive, wanted to snap and growl at all the scents in his household that didn’t belong there. Disciple guests were intruding in his home, Lan elders that he wasn’t too fond of were too close to his Xiongzhang and Shufu.
Then all of a sudden, the curlings of spiciness that ended in a hint of sweetness and beginnings of smoke barged inside. A scent of fresh grass and cool water accompanied it, but it wasn’t too noticeable when all Lan Wangji could pay attention to was the intoxicating first scent that left him swallowing an excess of saliva.
He almost got up, thighs clenching where they were folded under him, but forced himself to stay still. He knew his first rut was forcing him to an edge that he otherwise would never reach. He was in no proper condition to greet others when his stomach was burning with a heat that he had experienced only once when he had eaten a dish too spicy for his taste.
Instead he waited for his brother to come with his betrothed. He was to use his betrothed as he pleased during his first rut. He was expected to bite them, knot them, ravish them for the following days until he got out of his rut daze.
If his betrothed didn’t get their first heat triggered during his rut, then he would use them during his every rut until his betrothed got their first heat. After that, Lan Wangji was expected to ride out his following ruts solo till their marriage was consummated on their twenty-first-birthday.
No children out of wedlock, as the Lan elders would say.
“Wangji,” his brother’s voice called out of the paper door in greeting before sliding it open.
Lan Wangji took in a shuddering breath. His brother’s cool and slightly minty scent was accompanied by a much spicier one. One that seemed to curl as he inhaled and settled deliciously in the pit of his stomach which only burned greater when he inhaled more of that scent.
“Xiongzhang,” he nodded in greeting towards his brother, ignoring the other person his brother had yet to introduce him to.
It was hard not to flick his eyes at the other person. It took him multiple recites of the Lan rules for him to keep his eyes on the white inner robes of his brother instead of the peaks of black robes that playfully called his attention.
His brother stepped to the side and motioned with a graceful wave for the person behind him to move forward. “This is Wei-Gongzi, your omega.”
With the invitation, Lan Wangji finally feasted his eyes upon the figure that he had dutifully kept his gaze away from. The omega was tall, almost reaching his brother’s chin, not that shorter than Lan Wangji himself, if not for an inch, maybe two. He was draped over black robes with red outlines, his lithe figure emphasized by his red and black sash around his waist. His shoulders weren’t very wide, yet Lan Wangji couldn’t call them that small either, not with the way the omega had his chest puffed up with a confidence and arrogance he hadn’t seen much in his stay over at Gusu Lan.
“Pleasure to meet you.” He bowed his head curtly, never taking his eyes off the mesmerizing silver ones that gazed upon him with a playful grin in that pink mouth. He felt an irresistible urge to bite.
“The pleasure’s mine, Lan-Er-Gongzi.” A pair of hands lifted from the wide robes, white skin of forearms with a healthy glow gave a polite bow.
Lan Wangji forced a nod, hoping his betrothed couldn’t hear his gnashing of teeth when the urge to bite grew stronger.
His brother sent him a smile, “I apologize for the extended wait Wangji. We had to send a disciple to inform the Jiang Sect Leader about your early presentation in order to bring you your omega.”
“It’s no problem for me Xiongzhang, I apologize for the inconvenience.” He hoped his brother could read his guilt from his otherwise impassive face. He knew he wasn’t the most expressive.
It seemed his brother, as always, could read him, “Do not worry Wangji. I hope your rut passes by without too many problems. I shall take my leave then.”
And with that the door slid shut with a quiet clank.
Lan Wangji stared at the omega in front of him. The scent seemed to only get stronger with every deeper inhale he managed to taken in. It was infuriating. While every time he breathed in, the scent left a pleasant aftertaste, the exhale only seemed to burn even sweeter. He seemed to crave more and more with each passing moment.
The only reason he hadn’t jumped his betrothed already was due to the very tight leash he had on his self control. The control that he seemed to be slacking on because not soon after the door officially left them alone, he stood up abruptly from his bed.
“Wei-Gongzi-“
“Wei Ying,” his betrothed cocked his hip to the sided, a grin growing on his lips, “if you’re gonna keep me hanging off your dick for the next few days, at least have the decency to call me by my name.”
Lan Wangji froze at the crudeness Wei-Gongzi-no, Wei Ying, had displayed.
“Look, I know it’s my duty to be a warm hole for you to fuck for your ruts, but if I’m going to be doing this for you, then I expect the bare minimum to be addressed with my given name.” Wei Ying wagged his finger. His other hand rested on his cocked hip.
“I don’t want that shit of only being addressed as omega, or Gongzi, or whatever you stupid alphas have decided to call me, I will be called Wei Ying or else I’ll bite your dick off.”
Lan Wangji furrowed his eyebrows, not sure how to proceed.
He had expected a timid omega, or at the very least a quiet one. He knew he had presented too early at fifteen, with his betrothed being ten months younger than him. He had started preparing himself to assure the omega that he would be gentle with them, calm them down in case they were flighty. But what he had been presented with had caught him off guard.
“I shall address Wei Ying as he sees fit,” he ended up forcing out, his eyebrows more furrowed than he liked.
The omega seemed to light up, his grin jumping into delighted laughter. He started walking towards Lan Wangji’s frozen figure, hands fidgeting with the corners of his sash that hid his body with too many layers for the reasons they had taken him from his home.
“And how should I address my alpha?” His voice held a hint of mockery, low and haughty as it purred almost seductively. His eyelashes lowered to hide half of his silver eyes that twinkled in the moonlit room.
Lan Wangji wanted to take a step back, but he forced himself to stand still as the omega approached him. “My given name is Lan Zhan. But Wei Ying shall address me as he should see fit.”
“Lan Zhan eh?”
“Mn.”
Lan Wangji wasn’t sure if he had ever heard his name be said like that. With a tilt at the end, light and ending in a note that he could almost picture being easily turned into a whine. A whine that he definitely needed to hear underneath him, breathless and sobbing, filled with pants from him as he made sweet, sweet love to the beautiful creature in front of him.
How Lan Wangji could picture the omega under him, with his beautiful black wavy hair all over his bed. The damp framing ends curling from sticking to his forehead as sweat clung to his body as he ravished him from behind, front, side and every angle he could. As he made him scream every name under the moon until he just sobbed and babbled unintelligible words.
Wei Ying gave a sudden cackle,
“Lan-er-gege,” he reached out, laying a burning hot hand over his clothed chest, “I can smell your imagination running from you.”
The hand traveled up the column of his neck where cold sweat still stuck to it, up his clenched jaw and over his rapidly reddening ear. At one point he almost felt the brush of a finger near his eye before he was suddenly pushed back.
With a small grunt of surprise, he found himself sitting on his bed. His eye level put him right in front of the omega’s sash.
“For an alpha in their first rut, you sure seem to be quite in control.”
There was no need for any more invitations.
With a slight tug of his forehead ribbon, Lan Wangji let the rest of his restraint be ripped away.
A resolved set of his mouth quickly pulled Lan Wangji to reach for the sash. It only took one insistent pull for the cloth to drop easily, and it was there that he remembered that the omega had been fiddling with the sash not that long ago. With the sash out of the way and no longer holding the robes in place, they immediately fell open to reveal a scandalous flash of unblemished skin.
His breath hitched, immediately thinking of his omega barging into his home in front of all those people with only his outer robe and a sash holding him back from flashing everyone.
A low growl emerged from his throat, possessive in the way the engagement barely gave him the right to.
“Don’t you like it Lan-er-gege? I knew I was coming to get fucked so I only grabbed my outer robes so I wouldn’t cause too much trouble for you. Smart eh?” There was a small giggle after that, playful and mischievous as Wei Ying slid a hand towards the back of his head and tugged him forward to his flashing tummy.
Lan Wangji let him tug him forward without much of a fight, nosing his way inside those dark robes to brush against soft skin. It was hot, the warm skin was slightly dampened with moisture from sweat, soft and perfect to sink his teeth in.
The omega gasped when he did exactly that.
“Hey!” Wei Ying protested, “Don’t get bitey on me.”
“Soft.” Lan Wangji protested, sucking to soothe the bite. It seemed that was the correct move because the omega sighed, shuffling closer to his mouth, until all his face was buried in the soft stomach of his betrothed. Another hand grasped his shoulder as a way to steady themselves.
Lan Wangji decided to be bold and reach up a hand to tug the robes down, revealing a pale shoulder and a tantalizing pink nipple. His breath hitched, his mouth releasing the hold it had on the omega’s stomach with a soft pop.
He immediately tugged the robe down even further until another pebbled nipple flashed. The only thing holding the robes were the arms that were still supporting both his shoulder and head.
“Let me,” he rasped, locked on the call of those pink nipples he wanted-no, needed to get his mouth on.
Wei Ying hummed, looking down with those eyes still glinting playfully. His hand, still scorching hot and absolutely divine despite the fact that Lan Wangji’s own skin seemed to be boiling, traveled from his shoulder up to cup his cheek delicately.
It was torture to just stand there patiently for the omega to give permission when all Lan Wangji wanted was to bite and suck until those pink nipples were red with his teethmarks all over them. He turned his head slightly to catch a patch of skin near the pale wrist to suck and flick his tongue over.
Wei Ying let him suckle, and with an almost fond voice let him hear those precious words, “Then take, Lan Zhan, take me.”
In one second he was sitting in his bed, the next, in a flurry of robes, he snatched the omega and flipped their position so the omega ended up sprawled all over his bed. It took only one delightful laugh for him to smash their mouths together in a kiss that was too off center. It landed with Lan Wangji scraping his top teeth over Wei Ying’s bottom lip and making them both hiss.
But after he managed to center them right, finally he held those soft pink lips in between his own.
He knew he was being too eager, pressing and pushing too hard. He tilted his face to the side and was pleased at the way it made their mouths sink even closer. There would be time later on to finesse the artful skill of kissing. Right at that moment, all he wanted was entry to that wonderful hot cheeky mouth.
He opened his mouth to probe inside, frustrated when the omega started opening his lips before immediately clamping them shut. Instead, Wei Ying separated to give him a couple pecks all over his mouth and the corners until Lan Wangji growled and gripped his chin to align their lips properly.
“Stay still.” He huffed, nipping the upper lip of that smiling mouth. He caught those lips in between his again and forcefully pushed them to move, grazing his teeth particularly hard when the omega started to stray too far to the side for his liking.
To counteract that act of deficiency, he shoved his hand in the robes and brushed his knuckles in between the omega’s legs. Immediately the legs on either side of his torso jerked and the omega gasped.
Pleased with the entry, Lan Wangji wasted no time to shove his tongue inside that warm mouth. He groaned loudly when he touched the even more scorching tongue that waited for him. It greeted him in a warm welcome, lapping at his own tongue with eager strokes and curling to give a wonderful pleasing suck.
It shocked him to be greeted like that when Wei Ying had been so intentional in keeping him out that he jerked his hand upwards. He immediately brushed his knuckles over warm wet skin, smooth and hairless with a patch of wetness that was startling to drip over his fingers.
“Scared?” Wei Ying panted, licking his lips with that same tongue that had sucked his own with fervor.
Lan Wangji needed that mouth on his again.
He kissed him, letting all his passion and want show through with every clumsy movement of his lips and occasionally nips. He only let the omega breathe once he released an overwhelmed moan.
“Surprised.” He clarified, pressing another devouring kiss on his mouth before descending down to his chin and neck.
He took pleasure in biting that tantalizing skin that glistened with sweat. His teeth gradually stopped itching everytime he sunk his teeth in that soft skin and worried the hot skin over his tongue and teeth. With every delightful suck and well placed kiss, a shudder would rumble over the pinned body of his Wei Ying.
He really couldn’t help the twitching of his hips as the sounds of gasps and moans started to land near his ear. Every new mark only seemed to intensify the volume of each noise until he could barely hear his pounding heart. All he needed was to continue licking the unexplored skin and those wonderful sounds would continue to rain upon him.
“Lan-ha, Lan-Zhan!” Wei Ying gasped, bucking his hips upwards, making the knuckles in between his legs brush against the hood of his clit.
“Wei Ying.” Lan Wangji called back, latching his hungry mouth on the nipple presented graciously to him. He flicked his tongue over it, feeling it harden underneath his tongue before giving an experimental suck.
Immediately Wei Ying gave the loudest moan yet, pushing his chest even further into his mouth. Clearly that was the sign for Lan Wangji to bite the areola and give another suck. He soothed the bite with his tongue, circling the indents with carefully placed licks just to trace them again with his tongue. He suckled the nipple in his mouth for good while before repeating the process a few more times.
It was only when a small overwhelmed sob reached his ears did he reluctantly released the abused nipple. With a longing kiss and a nip, he parted from it and pleasantly went to the other one to give it the same treatment. With a few sucks, nips and licks, the nipple hardened up under his attention. He couldn’t resist kissing it a few various times, loving the feel of it under his lips and tongue.
“Lan Zhan please!”
With a mournful whimper he released his new favorite toy and instead descended to kiss his way down the beautiful body of his betrothed. He placed a few marks over his ribs and center of his stomach. It was on its way of being toned, but it still hadn’t gotten rid of all the baby fat, making it soft and supple to his cheek and nose.
He nibbled on the skin again, delighted with every mark he saw being created. The places where he had been suckling not that long ago had already flourished into wonderful purple marks that claimed his ownership over his omega.
“Gonna get you pregnant.” He murmured, kissing the well protected womb.
He felt the shaking laughter of his omega.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself quite yet Lan Zhan, we’re still too young for that.” His omega patted the top of his head. His voice was light, giddy with the same wishes that Lan Wangji himself held.
Lan Wangji nodded, “After we marry.” He corrected himself.
Wei Ying nodded, “After we marry on our 21st birthday, you can get me pregnant as many times as you want.”
Lan Wangji wasn’t sure how many kids he wanted. He had always known the Lan elders expected at least two out of him, but he wasn’t sure how many his omega wanted. As long as it was with Wei Ying, he didn’t mind two or ten.
“6 minimum.” He tried.
Wei Ying bursted out into a pearling laughter that left him giddy and fuzzy inside.
“That means 6 little demons to look after.” Wei Ying didn’t sound too unhappy with the sound of that.
“I would gladly raise many children for Wei Ying. More if he wanted to.” Lan Wangji couldn’t be more obvious if he tried.
Wei Ying brushed his hair back with a smile so gentle that it soothed even the burn under his skin, “Fine then. 6 minimum.”
He proved his approval of that statement by sinking to his knees and burying his face in between his omega’s legs where that irresistible scent kept spilling out of. What faced him was the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. Granted, he had only seen educational painting of the body autonomy for his lessons, but if he were to compare it to another’s, he knew his Wei Ying would have the most beautiful one out of them all.
With clean and hairless outer lips facing him that glistened with slick, Lan Wangji found himself salivating. He just knew that in that small entrance would be heaven like no other. The puffed hood of his clit encased by those precious flaps was red and open to reveal the beautiful and precious jewel that was his Wei Ying’s clit.
He licked his lips, trembling at the sight. He could feel how hard his cock was, hurting and itching with the need for release. If he took much longer, his knot might even start forming before he had the chance to properly fuck his omega.
“Staring is rude, even if you’ll never see anything as mesmerizing as what I have down there.”
Lan Wangji wanted to purr like omegas did to show his agreement over such a statement.
“Too beautiful.” He admitted, before leaning closer in to give a broad sweep of his tongue. The flavors of sweet mango nectar that ended with a tinge of spiciness burst into his tongue so rapidly that he couldn’t quiet down his loud moan. Immediately saliva started to fill his mouth as it watered for another taste of heaven.
He curled his tongue as much as he could over the whole area and gave a deeper suck. Thighs slammed over his head, squishing him tighter in, but he only grabbed them as stabilizers before he gave a flick of his tongue over the clit, digging under the hood of it in experiment. He only gave it a few swipes before the call of heaven called out to him again and lured him in lower between those folds to a small tight hole.
He wiggled in the tip of his tongue, sucking as much slick in his mouth as he could before backing out for a labored breath. He only gave himself time to inhale before sinking back inside, the wet muscles giving little to no resistance to his entrance. He kept up the little laps, unable to resist a few chase nips and sucks that left the thighs around his head clamping even more shut.
He mourned when his tongue could only reach so far, but quickly found that if he used his thumbs to sink in the hole and spread it open, he could wiggle even deeper. Everytime he would bob his head down for another lick, his nose would brush over the clit that was hard and stiff. Sometimes he would press a kiss and a long hard suck whenever he could tear himself away from paradise.
Even with his determination to lap up as much slick as he could, eventually his jaw started to ache that he had to pull back. Instead, he marveled over the way his fingers were greedily sucked inside that warm and wet hole. They sank rapidly, only slowing down after his second knuckles brushed past. But even then, it was quick to fit the second and third and unable to resist, Lan Wangji snuck in his pinky.
He watched in fascination as they glided in with little resistance and came back out with a wet squelch. Everytime he sunk his digits in, there would be a period where that tiny hole would tighten around them before giving them way. When he took them out, the hole gaped just a tiny bit before shrinking.
In
Out
In
Out
Lan Wangji switched hands when his wrist started to cramp, immediately sticking his wet fingers inside his mouth to greedily suck that wonderful slick in his mouth. He would spend the rest of his life in between his omega’s legs if only Wei Ying would permit him.
“…Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan please!”
With a struggle, Lan Wangji managed to raise his head up from his little paradise. What greeted him was the tearful face of his Wei Ying, flushed and sweaty, upper lip trembling and the skin around his bottom one was all torn up from his teeth sinking so hard.
“Wei Ying tastes so good.” He muttered, eyes slipping down at his heaven for just a moment before tearing his eyes away to look at the beautiful silver eyes of his perfect omega. They were flooded with tears, sobs escaping those lips he needed to kiss again.
“Lan Zhan,” his Wei Ying sobbed, “fuck me please! I need you to fuck me so hard please!”
There was no greater invitation than that.
With his chin all wet with slick and his own saliva, Lan Wangji removed his inner robe as fast as he could, even tearing the collar a little with how fast he needed to get out of the clothes. He hovered over the omega who pulled him down with his welcoming arms.
He descended with a kiss already greeting him, hot and demanding and one he was definitely making too much noise for. In contrast, his omega was quieter in his gasps and whimpers, however, he eagerly grind up his sex with his own hard length.
Lan Wangji hissed at the touch, not realizing how deprived he was nor how much it hurt having left himself alone for so long. He had been too lost with in the paradise his omega had to offer to remember how everything inside him burnt and the need to fuck was ringing in his head.
He hitched a leg over his hip, rubbed the slick mess all over his cock before reaching down to properly align it to the small hole he had found himself lost in before. It took a small plea for his Wei Ying to stay still for just one moment and for himself to stop shaking so much for the tip of his cock to finally catch in the wet, inviting entrance.
He felt the way his Wei Ying sunk his nails in his back in preparation, his leg around his waist tightening up and pushing his hips forward. Making sure he was looking directly in his omega’s eyes, he pushed the tip in.
He couldn’t control the strangled whimper that left him, nor the way his arms collapsed under the onslaught of heat that surrounded him. His stumble caused him to sink deeper inside, invoking his Wei Ying to scream and reflexively jerk his leg atop of his back.
“Wei Ying,” he gasped, seeking comfort from the half lidded eyes that were too close from him to properly be able to appreciate.
“La-lan-Zhan,” Wei Ying hicupped, throwing an arm over his neck to pull him into a messy kiss. If consisted of too much gasping into each other’s mouths and saliva exchange for them to appreciate anything other than the comfort of their slick mouths brushing against each other’s.
“Can I-“ Lan Wangji hesitated to ask, noticing how his omega was still pulsing so erratically on the upper part of his cock.
“J-just one second please,” Wei Ying pressed pecks all over his mouth, clenching around him experimentally.
“Mn.” He tried to comfort with a few chase kisses all over his face.
“Too big,” Wei Ying whimpered after another clench that had Lan Wangji hissing in both pleasure and discomfort all at once, “Lan Zhan, you’re gonna break your omega!”
Lan Wangji immediately nuzzled his cheek with his nose, peppering kisses around his neck and chin.
He disagreed, “Wei Ying is too strong to break.”
Wei Ying gave a laugh at his statement, “Right, just gonna give me one hell of a run for my money tho.” He shuddered.
Lan Wangji hesitated, “I can pull out.” He suggested quietly.
It was clear that he really didn’t want to. He wasn’t even sure that he could. It was taking everything inside him not to slam inside and fuck his omega silly until his rut ended.
Wei Ying shook his head. He took in a few deep breaths before bringing his face closer and kissing him. They didn’t say anything for a while, just letting the smooth glide of their lips and the occasional click of teeth fill their silence.
“Move, I’ll adjust.”
It only took one look after Lan Wangji hesitated for him to continue his path deeper. The heat surrounding him didn’t let up, only engulfed him further in. The tightness only got tighter, wet and sure as it enveloped him. His eyes that had closed at one point started to roll in the back of his head, mouth slacking.
“Wei Ying,” he moaned, “Wei Ying, so perfect.”
He couldn’t resist shoving the last few inches in until his hips pressed all the way in. The bliss that struck him was so absolute that for one good second he completely blanked out. He could distinctly hear a sob before everything began clearing back into focus.
His Wei Ying had his back arched up against his own chest, head thrown back to his own wild wavy hair that spilled over Lan Wangji’s white bed. His mouth was propped open, letting heavy exhales pant out every few seconds.
“Wei Ying?” Lan Wangji pressed his lips against the trembling pecs in front of him.
“Lan Zhan, god, Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying moaned, eyes squeezed shut, “If I didn’t know for sure that dick is going to make me cum, then I wouldn’t let you anywhere near me even with a ten meter stick.”
Lan Wangji started chuffing, his own way to comfort. He wasn’t sure who he was trying to comfort. He felt a pat on his head, making him look up to Wei Ying who had settled his expression into a smile.
“Don’t be like that, Lan Zhan, I’m just a little overwhelmed. I wasn’t exactly expecting to be helping you with your first rut until a year or two,” he nuzzled their noses until Lan Wangji gave a croon, the closest thing he could do an omegan purr.
“Wei Ying is doing great.” He mumbled, unable to resist stealing a few more kisses.
Wei Ying giggled, “I’m a bit smaller right now than I should be to be taking your first knot, especially because I haven’t even had my growth spurt from my first heat. Next time, it’ll be easier.” He promised.
Lan Wangji nodded, backing up to give an experimental thrust. His eyes instinctively closed to enjoy the bliss of heat and snugness around his cock.
However he forced his eyes open to look at the reaction of his omega. He had his own eyes closed, face more relaxed than before. When Lan Wangji pulled back again and adjusted his grip before he thrusted back inside, his eyebrows flew upwards, mouth rounding up to a surprise gasp.
“Oh? Lan Zhan, try again!”
Lan Wangji was, if not a slave to his command, then simply a willing servant. He repeated his actions, if not with a bit more force that when their hips snapped back together it was with a slick slap.
His actions were rewarded with a moan.
That was everything he needed to put aside his earlier hesitation. With a firmer grasp on the sheets of either side of Wei Ying’s face, he brought his knees further in to get better leverage and gave a harder thrust. He was pleasantly rewarded with a cry that ended with his omega begging him for more.
He was more than happy to comply, easing back out and stepping into a rhythm where every motion ended with a wet slap and the wet heat surrounding him never left him for more than a few seconds. He tilted his head back, basking in the movements and the pleasure buzzing over his skin.
It was tantalizing how easy it was to sink in that headspace where everything was just warm and easy, tight in all the right places and so, so wet. Every slide was smooth and everytime he left he was only so quick to sink back inside.
He couldn’t stop the need for more. More of that heat, that sweet and addicting warmth that never ventured towards painful, just comforting. So, so snug around him, like a warm hug and embrace. A blanket of comfort that he never wanted to leave.
If he could just sink in that special place forever then his life would be complete. What more could he ask for other than warmth and security like he was feeling at the moment. The foggy haze of pleasure where all he needed was that jostling motion to keep him where he needed to be.
But of course things couldn’t stay like that. While the pleasure stayed, it seemed to climb higher and higher. An edge seemed to grow in hopes to ruin his paradise. He couldn’t help the growl, clenching his hands and driving his hips faster to reach that euphoric state that he yearned for.
“…Lan Zhan! Oh my god! Lan Zhan!”
He looked down at the omega underneath him that was screaming, his face flushed so prettily underneath the moonlight and his sweat. Everytime he bottomed down he could see a small movement in his belly and realization hit him that it was his cock moving inside Wei Ying’s belly that was making his belly protrude.
“God! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck, Lan Zhan!” His pretty omega cried, clumsily pushing his ass back with his thrusts. Sometimes he would miss and whenever he pushed back right he would sob, curling his back as if he couldn’t take much more.
Lan Wangji gave another thrust, pulling the hips in his hands closer till they met together in a loud unmistakable slap. He repeated the motion again and again, intrigued at how easily that small hole accepted his length when their sizes were so different.
In
Out
In
“Lan Zhan please!”
Out
In
Out
“So good to me Lan Zhan! So good!”
He grunted when the easy slide was interrupted by the forming of his knot. He pushed past it, sinking right back in where his little omega wanted him most if his cries were anything to go by.
“Knot me! Knot me! Oh Lan Zhan!” His Wei Ying blabbed, drool rolling out of the corner of his mouth. His body was jostled every few seconds, head bouncing back and forth with every scream that would leave his lips.
He was beautiful, with his cherry red lips and his pretty pink flush that spread from his cheeks down to his shoulders. His body was still adorned in beautiful marks that ranged from light reds to deep maroons. Imprints of teeth marks still lingered over his areolas and neck.
His pants were constantly interrupted by small little cries that never quite managed to stop.
How beautiful.
“Don’t stop! Please don’t stop Lan Zhan! I swear if you stop!” He gasped, scrunching the sheets on his hands.
Lan Wangji only grunted, hissing when his half formed knot popped out of his perfect hole. He roughly shoved it back in with his whole weight behind his thrusts. Distinctively he heard a short choke, but he couldn’t focus on that when his knot decided it no longer wanted to leave the small paradise.
With new restrictions, Lan Wangji resorted to simple grinding inside to continue with some sort of action. He rolled his hips as best as he could, catching his breath every few seconds as he pulled back a bit to continue miniature thrusts.
His balls had only been getting heavier with the minute, stretching with his accumulated cum and with his first knot about to fully pop, it wasn’t long before he could finally release. He just huffed, scrunching up his eyebrows in a small furrow as he continued the frenzied thrusts.
He could feel his omega wiggling, he could distinctly hear him sob and cry out some words but all he could focus on was his own pleasure settling deep in his stomach. It was a wave not that far away from crashing over him, but it just needed a push.
He looked over at his trashing omega before his eyes settled over that nice patch of skin just above his collarbone, near the nape of his nape. His teeth started to itch again, a deep itching that settled over his gums and drove him to stretch his back over to nuzzle his omega’s neck.
“Wei Ying.” He rasped.
“Lan Zhan,” his omega whimpered, stretching his neck as an offering, “alpha.”
He crooned low in his throat, hips still grinding and leaving his omega a wonderful mess in his arms. Just like it was all meant to be. Just…
“Bite.” Wei Ying demanded.
That!
With a ferocious growl, he sunk his teeth in and that was the last tipping point for his orgasm to crash over to him. The waves of bliss that came over was like nothing ever before. It left his body gooey and quickly dropping before he could even think. He collapsed over his omega’s twitching body, quickly nuzzling in between his pecs for comfort in all that bliss.
He must have started either chuffing or crooning because not that long after he felt the sweet and soothing vibrations of a purr. It helped him slowly come out of that haze and into the world where he was panting and sweat soaked. His heart was hammering painfully against his chest and he could feel the soreness in his thighs started to creep in.
“Should’ve known you Lans fuck like gods with all your goddamn rules making you guys saintly,” Wei Ying snickered. His hand was shakily brushing his hair back, lazy and unhurried. His eyes were droopy, lips settled in a small tired smile.
“Good for Wei Ying?” Lan Wangji needed to confirm, nuzzling into the palm that patted his cheek fondly.
“Amazing for Wei Ying,” Wei Ying corrected with a laugh, “definitely gonna go for seconds as soon as I can lift more than one hand at a time.”
Lan Wangji felt a small smile growing on his lips. He pressed his smile against the palm still on his cheek, quickly chasing the fingers for small kisses to adorn them with.
“Mn.” He nipped the playful fingertips that lingered too close to his mouth.
Wei Ying tapped his head for that.
“Oh yeah! We need to talk about being so bitey mister,” he reprimanded, “I’m gonna walk out of your rut looking like a chewed up toy from a rabid dog.” He scolded not too strictly when he let Lan Wangji press a kiss to the back of his hand.
Lan Wangji had only one answer for that accusation.
“Mine.”
Wei Ying rolled his eyes, “I know, you territorial alpha. Just be careful with biting where my mating gland is gonna develop, or else we’ll both get in trouble if my heat accidentally hits in one of your ruts.”
Lan Wangji was aware that they weren’t allowed to place bonding marks on each other before they were to wed. There was too much of a possibility for Wei Ying to get pregnant during their coupling if they were to mate with bonding marks. Not that they were supposed to be intimate once Wei Ying got his first heat.
Of course, now that Lan Wangji had gotten a taste, there was no way he would wait years before touching his omega again. The Lan sect rules specifically instructed no penetrative coupling before their wedding once they both reached the age of maturity in their first heat or first rut. Now if he worked around that, he could always just eat out his betrothed with licks and sucks as long and he didn’t stick his fingers, tongue or dick inside his future spouse…
The rules said no part of himself, but it never said no part of his omega was allowed to enter his own body. He might not be able to stick anything inside his betrothed, but he could always use his omega’s own hands to bring more pleasurable results. There were many ways to work around the rules, he just had to think outside the box.
“Mn.”