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chenqing_100Title: In the Orchard (We Bloom)
Author: Rana Eros
Drabble Type: Triple Drabble
Ship: Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian
Rating/Warnings: Teen and Up, some suggestive language and imagery, bees doing bee things in the background
Summary: Lan Wangji gives Wei Wuxian a spring surprise.
Author's Notes: Thank you to Eliza for the tricky task of making this one tighter and more lush, and advocating for the bees.
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"There's an orchard!" Wei Ying exclaims again, delighted as the first time. "Lan Zhan, why didn't I know you had an orchard?"
Lan Wangji, pleased to surprise him, says only, "You didn't explore enough when you were a student."
He's seated cross-legged at the base of a fragrant peach tree. Wei Ying wanders between the trees, peering up into their blossoming branches with the wide, uncomplicated smile that is among Lan Wangji's favorites. He's paused beneath a few as though he's thinking of climbing them, but he's not done so yet. Lan Wangji's glad; he's comfortable where he is, but if Wei Ying climbed a tree, Lan Wangji would immediately move to catch him should he fall or jump. The bees humming overhead might object to the intrusion.
Wei Ying turns that smile on him, coming back toward him. His beautiful lover all in black, save the red ribbon in his hair and the undershirt that's a mere peek of white around his neck. His sweetheart in a corridor of fruit trees, the sunlight slanting softly through their leaves and blossoms, green grass and pale petals carpeted under his feet. It's a breathtaking picture, more erotic than the spring books that no longer do anything but give him ideas.
He has ideas now, his body a bud ready to burst at Wei Ying's touch.
Wei Ying reads his mood, and the wide smile compresses to a sultry curl of lips. Wei Ying straddles Lan Wangji, then folds himself down into his lap. He wraps long arms around Lan Wangji's neck and whispers, "I kept getting distracted."
Lan Wangji fits his hands to Wei Ying's hips. He's already forgotten what they're talking about.
"Are you distracting me again, Lan-er?"
Wordlessly, he nuzzles Wei Ying's neck.
All afternoon, they distract each other.
Author: Rana Eros
Drabble Type: Triple Drabble
Ship: Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian
Rating/Warnings: Teen and Up, some suggestive language and imagery, bees doing bee things in the background
Summary: Lan Wangji gives Wei Wuxian a spring surprise.
Author's Notes: Thank you to Eliza for the tricky task of making this one tighter and more lush, and advocating for the bees.
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"There's an orchard!" Wei Ying exclaims again, delighted as the first time. "Lan Zhan, why didn't I know you had an orchard?"
Lan Wangji, pleased to surprise him, says only, "You didn't explore enough when you were a student."
He's seated cross-legged at the base of a fragrant peach tree. Wei Ying wanders between the trees, peering up into their blossoming branches with the wide, uncomplicated smile that is among Lan Wangji's favorites. He's paused beneath a few as though he's thinking of climbing them, but he's not done so yet. Lan Wangji's glad; he's comfortable where he is, but if Wei Ying climbed a tree, Lan Wangji would immediately move to catch him should he fall or jump. The bees humming overhead might object to the intrusion.
Wei Ying turns that smile on him, coming back toward him. His beautiful lover all in black, save the red ribbon in his hair and the undershirt that's a mere peek of white around his neck. His sweetheart in a corridor of fruit trees, the sunlight slanting softly through their leaves and blossoms, green grass and pale petals carpeted under his feet. It's a breathtaking picture, more erotic than the spring books that no longer do anything but give him ideas.
He has ideas now, his body a bud ready to burst at Wei Ying's touch.
Wei Ying reads his mood, and the wide smile compresses to a sultry curl of lips. Wei Ying straddles Lan Wangji, then folds himself down into his lap. He wraps long arms around Lan Wangji's neck and whispers, "I kept getting distracted."
Lan Wangji fits his hands to Wei Ying's hips. He's already forgotten what they're talking about.
"Are you distracting me again, Lan-er?"
Wordlessly, he nuzzles Wei Ying's neck.
All afternoon, they distract each other.