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Wei Ying didn't expect to come back home from grocery shopping on Friday afternoon and see his husband at home. On Fridays Lan Zhan usually finished work at around eight. When he arrived home, they had dinner that his wonderful husband always insisted on preparing, no matter how much work he still had to do. This Friday was different. Lan Zhan was already at home waiting for him with the cute bunny apron, which made his husband look cute and cosy, on. Wei Ying smiled as he looked at the other man. He couldn't believe how lucky he was even after two years of their marriage.
"What are you doing here so early, Lan Zhan?"
"Wei Ying looked tired yesterday, so I've decided to surprise my lovely husband and come home earlier. " He couldn't help smiling at the words.
" Lan Zhan! You shouldn't have. I know how much work you still have to do when you come home earlier."
" Wei Ying is more important and I wanted to see you." He smiled again. His husband never spoke a lot, but when he used his words they were always meaningful and made him feel loved and taken care of.
"Oh Lan Zhan, my Lan Zhan, I can't imagine living without you." He quickly moved and kissed the other man. ”So what's for today's dinner, darling?"
"Good that you do not have to imagine living without m. Wei Ying is stuck with me forever." He smiled at the words forever didn't seem like enough for them. "I've made Wei Ying's favourite today."
"You've made lotus and park soup for me?" He was speechless for a moment. It wasn't unusual for Lan Zhan to go into full pampering mode. Usually, the days when his husband took extra care of him happened after one of his bad days. When one of his bad days happened, he could do nothing more but lay on the bed and wish for the pain to disappear ." Don't get me wrong, sweetheart, I'm all in for pampering Wei Ying day, but what brought this on?"
"Missed you." The way Lan Zhan said it made something melt in Wei Ying. He didn't even wait for the other man to move from the couch in an instant he was kissing his husband as always waiting for the other to slip his hand under Wei Ying's shirt. Lan Zhan didn't disappoint, after a second their kiss became deeper he could feel his husband's strong hand resting on his waist.
"Wei Ying has to wait a little longer, the dinner's almost ready. After we can move to the bedroom." Wei Ying hated when his husband was reasonable.
"Why are you bulling your poor husband? This is unfair I'm ready now, and you are asking me to wait and eat before being wrecked and ruined by you I've never imagined my husband to be such a cruel man." He laughed hearing the little snort of amusement that Lan Zhan didn't manage to stop. "I love when you laugh. It is such an amazing sound. Always makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside." He couldn't help himself and leaned forward planting one more kiss on his husband's lips. "God I love you so much."
"Love Wei Ying too." He didn't need to hear anything more from Lan Zhan. He was ecstatic to hear these words after the time they spent dancing around each other in their youth.
Lan Zhan smiled at him and slowly stood up, still holding him in his arms. "Come dinner is ready. We need to eat, then we can do something fun."
"You know me so well." He laughed and wiggled a little in his husband's arms letting his beloved know to let him down.
Lan Zhan deposited him on a counter and kissed him once again. Wei Ying watched as his husband took out two bowls from the shelf and filled them with the soup, then took the spoons from the drawer and chilli oil from the pantry and placed everything on the table. Then Lan Zhan picked him up and sat him in his favourite chair.
"I love when you do that. Your arm strength will always amaze me, no matter how much I see it." Lan Zhan's ears got a little redder, and Wei Ying smiled at the sight.
"No talking while eating, Love." He laughed at the words.
"But we weren't eating yet."
The dinner was silent, even though Wei Ying enjoyed talking, and in their youth, the meals they shared were never a silent affair. After he reconciled with Lan Zhan at college, and they finally decided to share a flat Wei Ying started to enjoy silent meals. It became a time when he could just exist without expectations and enjoy the food without being judged. Usually, he spent half the time of the meal looking at his beautiful husband instead of eating.
Wei Ying cleaned the dishes after dinner ignoring his husband's protests, and quickly joined Lan Zhan in the bathroom where they washed. His husband wrapped him in the towel and once again picked him up, this time depositing him on the bed.
"Would Wei Ying like to be taken care of today or would he prefer to be ruined?" The seriousness of his tone made him blush, and he immediately felt his dick getting harder.
"Lan Zhan, you can't say things like this with such a serious tone." he wined.
"Wei Ying should answer before I choose something else for him." He blushed once again and covered his face with his hands.
"Laz Zhan, I need you to wreck me. Please sweetheart, ruined me for everyone else but you. I'm yours and yours only." The corners of his husband's lips turned up, and he knew that he chose well.
"Good, Wei Ying, very good." Lan Zhan moved towards the wardrobe and opened the last drawer on the left. "Undress, get on the bed and wait patiently for me. Can you do that, Wei Ying?" Even though his husband couldn't see him right now, he nodded vigorously and quickly got rid of his clothes.
He got on the bed and obediently sat on his knees waiting for his husband to turn towards him.
"Will Wei Ying be good and not touch himself when he knows he isn't allowed, or will I have to cuff you?" Oh, he loved when Lan Zhan did this.
"I'll be good, always good for you." He could hear Laz Zhan's humming at his answer, and immediately he felt his dick getting harder.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, his husband turned to him, and Wei Ying almost shivered under his gaze. In Lan Zhan's hand was a white ribbon, which was traditional for every member of the Lan family. His husband explained that once that the ribbon was a tradition, from Ancient times and that it was supposed to symbolise restraint, and it can be touched only by family members and spouses. He told Wei Ying that in the past, it was worn on the forehead, but currently, it is only a symbol and the only people that know about this have some connection with the Lans. He smiled seeing this silky ribbon, immediately holding his hands out. Wei Ying watched as his husband smiled a little at the notion.
Gently Lan Zhan took his hands and tied them loosely with the ribbon. After he was done, his husband stroked his hair for a moment his smile growing. "Wei Ying is so good. Lay down.
Immediately he obeyed and laid on his back, he could feel his erection growing, and he was sure that Lan Zhan knew that he was gonna beg him to touch him in a second.
He stretched his hands above his head and let his husband have the whole view of him. The effect was immediate Lan Zhan started to kiss his way down Wei Ying’s body, making him shiver in anticipation. He knew that tomorrow his body would be covered in marks and bruised. Wei Ying loved that they gonna be hidden under his clothes tomorrow for only him and Lan Zhan to know about. As his husband's mouth started to get lower and closer to his dick he could feel himself leaking precum. Slowly Lan Zhan took him in his mouth and sucked. Wei Ying loved the feeling of getting lost in the pleasure as his husband swallowed him whole.
“La- Lan Zhan!” The pace at which his husband moved his head was getting faster, and he truly worried about how fast he was going to come. “I - Lan Zhan!” His husband knew exactly what he liked and needed.
Just as a groan escaped his lips, Lan Zhan knew that it was time to stop. He took Wei Ying’s dick out of his mouth ignoring his husband's protests, and with a small smile turned him around.
“Wei Ying is so desperate to be filled. Look at yourself. You are so wet for me you’re practically leaking." The whine that came out of him was loud, and he thanked whoever was listening that the neighbours were too far to hear them.
He felt something wet and long enter his hole Lan Zhan’s long fingers were slowly praying him open. “Ah, Lan Zhan! I need you, please I’m ready. I can take you!” He knew that he couldn’t do it yet and that Lan Zhan won’t start to truly wreck him till he himself deemed him ready for it, but it didn’t stop him from demanding more.
“Are you now? mmmm… I don’t think so. Wei Ying must beg.” He could feel Lan Zhan’s fingers curling inside him, at first slow and gentle, then faster and more forceful.
“Lan Zhan! Please I need you inside me.” He sounded pathetic, but he knew how much that turned his husband on.
As soon as he felt himself get close to finishing, Lan Zhan’s fingers were gone. His husband turned him on his back and lifted his hips.
“I need to see you, my sweet Wei Ying.” Lan Zhan’s dick fitted him perfectly, and soon his husband started to move rhythmically.
“Ah!” He could feel every move and every time his prostate was hit. Tears gathered in his eyes, and he could feel Lan Zhan's movement speeding up. “Ah! Yes, Lan Zhan, so good! Don’t stop, never stop.” At this point, he didn’t know what he was saying to get lost in his own fantasy to truly pay attention to anything else. “Fill me up, Lan Zhan. Make me full. I need to be filled by you!”
Lan Zhan's movement became faster and more aggressive, and with each move, Wei Ying became louder till he knew he was screaming. Vaguely he could feel Lan Zhan's teeth closing on his collar bone, with the sharp pain caused by his husband's teeth, Wei Ying felt as if his whole body convulsed at the same moment that Lan Zhan groaned, signalling he came.
Slowly Lan Zhan pulled out of him and laid down next to him on the bed pulling him closer so half of Wei Ying’s body was on top of him.
“Wei Ying was very good.” He was not able to form a reply so he settled on making some sort of a sound hoping that Lan Zhan interpreted it as a positive reply.
They lay like this for some time Lan Zhan was slowly moving his hand up and down Wei Ying’s spine, making a smile spread on his lips. As always Lan Zhan was the first to rise. He gently picked Wei Ying up and made his way toward the bathroom. Wei Ying was deposited on the counter, and Lan Zhan gently started to clean him up.
“Mmmm, you are so good, Lan Zhan. I don’t know what I would do without you.” A smile spread on his lips as he watched his husband's ears redden.
“Wei Ying is also good. The best.” He laughed and once again smiled watching Lan Zhan with adoration. “We must clean up and go to sleep. Tomorrow will be challenging.”
Wei Ying laughed a little. “You can just say that we will be having dinner with my family, silly. It will be fine.” Lan Zhan just hummed as a response.
Even though Wei Ying’s relationship with his adoptive parents was a little better thanks to his sibling, it still left a lot to desire. He knew that Lan Zhan was just worried, dinner with the Jiangs sometimes left him spiralling for weeks. The worst happened when they learned that he decided to leave his job, and instead of looking for something new, chose to be unemployed. Madam Yu screams at him that he is a no-good nobody that will lead Lan Zhan into ruin. It took over a month of constant reassurance from not only Lan Zhan but also from Lan Zhan’s brother and surprisingly his uncle, who always seemed to hate him, for Wei Ying to finally once again be fine with the decision. After Lan Qiren spent one dinner with the Jiangs his whole demeanour towards Wei Ying changed. He still wasn’t sure why and Lan Zhan never told him what caused the sudden change in behaviour, but after some time, Wei Ying started to like the old goat more than uncle Jiang.
Wei Ying was brought back to the real world when Lan Zhan picked him up again, but he didn’t notice when his husband put an oversized T-shirt over his head.
“Thanks for taking care of me.” He kissed his husband and let him carry him to the bedroom.
“Will always take care of Wei Ying. You are too good for this world and deserve only the best.” he could feel Lan Zhan kissing his neck.
Softly he hummed “Love you.” The last thing he heard before falling asleep was Lan Zhan's soft reply ” Love Wei Ying. Sleep well, my darling.” He fell asleep with a smile on his lips.