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Wanyin was already eyeing the pheasant, bow pulled and ready for release when suddenly a firm grip on his robes hauled him down instantly onto the forest floor. The rustles and a loud thud startled the bird, head lifted and alert, before immediately scampering away from the area. Meanwhile, Wanyin groaned, feeling his head spin. But a nuzzle and a swift sniff at his nape jolted him awake, and he immediately turned around while pushing off the weight behind his back. He glared at the intruder, and from there, he smelled the scent of spice and persimmons permeated in the air.
“Wei Wuxian,” he drawled out while covering his nose. “What the fuck?! Are you trying to spoil my hunt again? Go to your own territory.”
“Jiang Cheng... need help.”
“Then go find a vacant place and jerk off!” he yelled angrily. “And don’t disturb me when I hunt.”
A growl before he was pushed onto the ground with renewed force, his wrists grasped by a single hand. “Jiang Cheng... help. Me.”
Wanyin gasped as he felt a hard bulge pressed against his stomach, eventually stopping his struggles in escaping from his bounds. Grinning, Wuxian gripped his wrists tighter.
“Fuck off!” He snarled as he gave him a spiteful glare.
There was another wave of scent released in the air, much stronger than the last that speaks of arousal coming from the older male.
“A-Cheng is so cruel,” he pursed his lips in a pout.
“I can’t walk straight in my troubled state, especially,” he suddenly thrusted forward, and Wanyin whimpered when it brushed onto his own waking one.
“I’m already hard and ready,” he groaned, before whimpering in a mocking tone. “And it’s getting very, very painful every minute.”
Then he whined, “So, won’t A-Cheng help his shixiong?”
Wanyin bit his lip for a moment, his mind gone blank as the strong scent affected him awfully, feeling his own tent straining against his pants, before finding his voice again.
“We can’t,” he hissed while meeting those lust-filled eyes head-on. “We’re both alphas, Wei Wuxian.”
The other snarled, displeased, and he thrusted harder, making sure his pelvis pinned the body below him. Wanyin yelped when the movement suddenly dragged him along, his back scratching against the earthen ground.
“Maybe you’ve forgotten,” another thrust and Wanyin whimpered again while turning his head away. Wuxian leaned forward and began trailing kisses against the exposed neck before nibbling his earlobe. “I helped you when you first had your rut.”
“That was one time,” he retorted while wriggling his body in attempt to hide and turn his body then run away, but another thrust and a lick against his nape made him pause as his body shivered in involuntarily. The other male chuckled, huffs of breath tickling his sensitive neck. “Wei Wuxian...”
He leaned back and gave a lop-sided smirk. “Oh, come on, A-Cheng, don’t be such a mood killer.” Then those quirked lips tugged more upwards before Wanyin gasped loudly. He gritted his teeth to stop a moan threatening to escape his mouth.
“Oh, would you look at that!”
Wanyin keened when he felt another squeeze on his clothed member. Wuxian watched him writhe under him with half-lidded eyes while thumbing the head.
“Lil’ Cheng is excited to play,” he licked his lips and grinned wolfishly, sharp fangs glinting against the sunlight. “So, won’t his master join us too?”
He continues staring hauntingly as he towered over him. “Think of this as a repayment. A ‘thank you’ for last time.”
“You fucker,” he grumbled under his breath while panting, sweat dripping down from his forehead.
“Quite my role for today, don’t you think?”
“You— hngh!” He writhed again when Wuxian gave another thrust, their clothed erections brushing against each other. His chin was tipped upwards before the breath was knocked out of him by a searing kiss. He moaned and a tongue quickly entered him and dominated his, to which he fought back. Afterwards, Wuxian leaned back, a string of saliva connecting their mouths, and he immediately gasped for air with deep breaths. He smiled smugly, admiring his work, who was already blushing red, just like his swollen lips.
“Now, help me, Chengcheng~” the older male cooed while a finger gazed his jawline.
His nose twitch irritably at the nickname before sighing loudly as he close his eyes, giving in alas.
“Just get on with it,” he grumbled. And Wuxian grinned wider, his free hand already sneaking inside past his inner robe to touch the warm skin inside. He glared with a huff. “And be quick!”
He chuckled at his naivety and gave a devilish smirk at Wanyin’s questioning glare. “We’ll see about that.”
And before he could ask what he meant, Wuxian quickly dove in for another open kiss as he ripped off their robes, looking like a wolf ready to devour his meal, seeing how his prey finally surrendered himself so easily to him.
“Mine,” his inner Alpha growled lowly between kisses.
Completely satisfied.