{Note:- Mature content. Readers discretion advised. I will mark it with A/N for those who want to skip it}

Past

 Xian pulls YiJun on the bed, "Soon My Jun. We will be together soon."

YiJun smiles, gently kissing the younger boy's lips.

Xian puts his head on YiJun's shoulder, and the boys fall asleep. 

 *

 *

 Just before dawn, Xian wakes up and opens the window. He looks at his beloved Jun, sleeping peacefully. He takes out the locket from around his neck and the jade knife from the small cupboard and puts it on the table, 'After today, no one will be able to make my Jun do anything against his will.' he tells himself before walking towards Jun.

"My prince, I need you to wake up?" Xian whispers in the older boy's ears.

YiJun slowly opens his eyes and smiles brightly, "All I want is to wake up to your happy face every day for the rest of my life." he says, ruffling Xian's hair.

Xian pulls the older boy up and out of bed. He takes them to the window. The sky is painted in red and orange hues as the first sun rays touch their faces.

 "Me too. But right now, I need something from you."

"Mn?"

Xian grabs the locket and the Jade knife; he hands it over to YiJun. 

Just like before, he takes off this top garments and looks expectantly at YiJun.

"Xian, will I have to cut you again?" YiJun asks, guessing what is going on in the younger boy's mind.

"Yes, everything needs to be done exactly like last time."

YiJun frowns. "How many times more will I have to hurt you like this?"

"I promise, this is the last time," Xian assures, taking off YiJun's top garments.

Xian holds up the locket, and sun rays touch it, making it glow. He puts it around YiJun's neck. "Just like before."

Xian closes his eyes and feels a buzzing sensation around his chest. 

 YiJun's eyes widen as the white lotus mark on Xian's chest glows.

"Now." Xian orders, and a second later, he winces as he feels the tip of the knife pierce his chest. 

 He gives YiJun a few seconds to collect the blood in the locket. 

YiJun closes the locket and proceeds to remove it, but Xian stops him.

He takes the locket between his palms and closes his eyes again. 

 YiJun looks at Xian in awe and confusion, 'He did not do this last time.'

Xian finally opens his eyes and orders, "Heal it."

YiJun at once puts his mouth on the wound and licks it closed. 

 His eyes turn red. He looks up and catches Xian's eyes.

Xian smiles affectionately at his Jun.

'His blood tastes stronger. If I kiss him now, I won't be able to stop.' YiJun thinks, stepping away from the younger boy.

"Isn't my Jun going to kiss me?" Xian asks, holding YiJun's wrist.

"Xian..." YiJun almost pants. He finds it hard to breathe. He turns away from Xian.

Xian gets worried and confused, "Jun, what is wrong?"

"I am sorry, Xian, but I can't kiss you now," YiJun says, walking away, putting more space between them.

'What happened? The spell should have made the bond stronger. It looks like I made a mistake. Does he not love me anymore?' Xian thinks as tears make their way down his cheeks.

"Why? Does my Jun not love me anymore." Xian asks hesitantly, picking up the jade knife once more and puts it to his chest, 'If he rejects me now, I might as well die. He is my only reason to live. There is no meaning to continue to exist if he is not with me.'

Present 

 *The Emperor's Smile, Night Time*

There are combined gasps from staff and customers alike when Wangji walks into the main hall and sits on the Jade Throne. 

 Then there is silence.

"Why does it surprise everyone if the owner takes his rightful place?" Wangji growls.

Everyone tries to calm down and act like usual. That proves difficult.

Murmurs and whispers start spreading as each and everyone present follows Wangji's every move.

"Why is he here tonight?"

"Damn, he is hot!"

"I wonder who fucked up again?"

"Am I his type?"

"It must be Junior Li. I am sure he has still not learned his lesson."

"Who the hell is he? And who the hell gave me the right to look like that!?"

"I hope it's nothing serious."

"I wonder if he is single."

"I hope it's not me."

Wangji wants to close all his senses to the whispers around him. He wonders for the umpteenth time why he is doing these things for this particular boy. Why can't he stay away from the boy?

He is still deep in thought when Xian walks on stage. The club becomes quiet as Xian introduces himself and starts singing.

Wangji watches as everyone's attention gets focused on the new singer. He sighs, 'This is what I did not want.'

Wangji wants to murder everyone who is directing their lust-filled gaze towards Xian. 

 Anger builds up in his heart to the extent that his eyes almost turn red. 

 Xian looks at Wangji at this point, and their gazes lock with each other. Throughout the rest of the performance, the singer's eyes stay glued to Wangji. 

 Eventually, the performance ends, and the club bursts into loud applause. Everyone is impressed. 

 Xian bows and exits the stage.

'What the hell!? He was just looking at me, and still, it was almost as if he was touching me. Fuck!' Xian thinks, feeling hot. He wants to be touched; his heart craves it. It makes him mad and confused that it is Wangji who is making him feel this way. 

He wonders once again why his body is betraying him.

He asks one of the staff members if there is a place he could rest and is directed to a spare room in the lower floor of the club. 

 He closes the door and stands with his back to the wall, panting, 'Jun. I love Jun. I want Jun... ' He closes his eyes only to remember Wangji's intense gaze on him... 'FUCK!'

There is a knock on the door. 

 Xian freaks out, "Who is it?"

'Jun.' The voice from the other side answers.

"How did you find me?"

'I followed you.' The voice answers.

"Will you let me look at you?" Xian asks hesitantly.

'Not yet.'

"Why?"

'.....'

"Do you love me?"

The voice hesitates, 'If you are the one. Then yes.'

Xian's chest hurts at the reply, "What if I am not the one?"

'Then I shouldn't be with you ... but....' the voice hesitates.

"Is there anyone else in your heart?"

'There has only ever been one... Xian, I want to see you now. I want to hold you.' The desperation in the voice pulls at Xian's heart.

"I promise that I won't look at you," Xian says, closing his eyes.

He opens the door and pulls Wangji inside before closing the door with a bang. He pushes the immortal up against the wall, "Who are you? What are you?" he asks, pressing himself closer to Wangji.

Wangji takes out a blindfold and covers Xian's eyes. The younger man pouts. "I promised that I wouldn't look."

'What if you can't stop yourself?' Wangji asks, kissing the younger man's jaw.

Xian realizes then that he had been reading Jun's mind all this time.

Xian smiles, "Kiss me."

Wangji pulls Xian in by his waist and captures his lips. 

 Xian parts his lips inviting Wangji's tongue to enter his mouth. 

 The kiss deepens as their tongues slide against each other.

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Low moans leave Jun's mouth when Xian's hand travels between their bodies and start stroking Wangji's clothed, hard member.

Wangji breaks the kiss earning a dissatisfied grunt from the daring young man. 

 Wangji chuckles, resulting in Xian stroking Wangji harder. The immortal looses his cool. 

 'You will regret what you just did.' he thinks, lifting Xian.

Xian yelps at the sudden loss of footing but immediately holds Wangji closer, kissing wherever he can.

'You are not even a little bit scared of me, are you Xian?' Wangji wonders.

"No. You will never hurt me." Xian says confidently.

Wangji puts Xian down on the couch. 'What if I take advantage of you? What if I force myself on you?'

Xian holds out his hand, and Wangji kisses his palm, "Jun.... dear Jun, you are the one holding yourself back. I don't know why but since the first time we touched, I have wanted you. I can already tell that I will never stop wanting you."

Xian directs Wangji's hand between his legs, "It's not called forcing if I want you to touch me ...I want you, Jun." Xian lies down and pulls Wangji on top of him. 

 The immortal goes stiff.

"Are you not allowed to touch me?", Xian asks color rising to his cheeks. He bits his lips hard. Hard enough to draw blood.

YiJun's eyes turn red as the scent of blood assaults his senses. He captures Xian's bottom lip and sucks. 

 "Ahhhhh... Jun...!" Xian moans.

Wangji unzips Xian's pants and starts stroking Xian over his underpants.

He let's go of Xian's bottom lip and latches on to his neck, sucking hard. 

 "Jun... Fuck! Touch me now. Please."

'But I promised uncle I wouldn't.' Wangji thinks feebly.

"Lie... Just lie to your uncle." Xian pants thrusting his hips up. 

Once again, Wangji finds that he is powerless against Xian's words. He gets the last piece of clothing out of his way and wraps his fingers around Xian's length. 

 "Yes... Ah!.... Jun, make me cum." Xian orders, breathing heavily, and Wangji starts stroking Xian while sucking on his neck. 

 Xian leaves a trail of kisses over the immortal's neck before an urge to bite him overtakes Xian, and he sinks his teeth into the nape of Wangji's neck.

Wangji's body trembles, and a loud, deep moan leaves his lips as he cums untouched in his pants. 

 The older man's moan pushes Xian over the edge, and he cums a split second later, the word 'Jun' falling from his lips.

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Wangji gets off of Xian, 'Wait.'

"Ok." Xian nods, lying back down.

Wangji brings tissues and cleans the mess. 

 Xian sits up. "Jun... "

'Mn.'

"Take off your shirt."

'Why?'

"Because I said so."

'And you think I will do as asked?' Wangji thinks, feeling amused and more turned on.

"Yes, you will," Xian answers confidently, pushing Wangji down onto the couch.

'Why?' Wangji asks. He wants to know what makes this boy so confident.

"Because you are Mi...." Before Xian can answer, Wangji closes his mouth.

'There is someone at the door. Stay quiet.' Wangji thinks, removing his hand from Xian's mouth.

Xian nods.

There is a knock on the door, "Wei Xian, how are you feeling?" the voice floats over.

'It's the gentle stranger.' Xian realizes. 

 "I am feeling better."

"Good. Amm, are you feeling well enough to come out?" The voice pauses and continues hesitantly, "Boss wants to see you."

Xian thinks that Wangji is the one asking for him. "Damn it, Mr. Lan," Xian mutters under his breath.

'Mn?' Wangji thinks.

"Thank you for informing me. I will be right outside." Xian says, climbing off of Wangji. 

 They hear footsteps walking away.

"Jun, I need to leave now. Will you visit me tonight?" Xian asks in a low tone.

'I don't know.'

"It's alright if you can't make it tonight. But you need to visit me on Thursday night." Xian says, hugging Wangji

'Why?'

"It's my 19th birthday. And I want to spend the night with you." Xian's face flushes, and he bits his lips. 

 Wangji immediately brings their lips together and starts kissing Xian.

Wangji reluctantly let's go of Xian. 

'Go, he must be waiting for you.'

"Mn." Xian nods.

There is a sound of a door opening and closing.

Xian removes the blindfold. It's a white hanky. Xian unfolds it, the initials 'WYJ' are engraved on it in red. Xian folds it back neatly and pockets it.

He goes to Wangj's office and knocks, "May I come in?" he asks formally.

"Come." The voice answers.

Xian enters but it's not Wangji but Shen who receives him.

Xian looks around, 'Did I enter the wrong room?' he wonders.

Shen smiles, "Mr. Wei, you are in the correct room. I am Wangji's uncle, Zhu Shen." Shen extends his hand out to Xian.

Xian reluctantly shakes it.

Shen's eyes widen at the touch. He pulls his hand back and turns away from Xian. "I hope Wangji didn't give you a 'Hard' time."

Xian gulps, "No. He was perfectly gentlemanly." Xian answers, 'Why am I protecting that Ice Prince? I should tell him how he... he... What did he do to me?' Xian realizes that Wangji had done nothing to him.

Shen observes Xian. He watches as color rises to Xian's cheeks.

'Wangji did something. Damn it!' Shen thinks shaking his head disapprovingly. "Young man, there is nothing to worry about. Wangji can sometimes be... "

"Mean, egoistic, high headed, shameless, and cold." Xian completes Shen's sentence.

Shen smiles, 'Maybe YiJun kept his promise after all. It looks like his heart was racing because he was angry at YiJun.'

 Shen clears his throat, "You are not wrong, young man. Anyway, I apologize on his behalf. Welcome to The Emperor's Smile."

"Thank you." Xian smiles.

'The resemblance is uncanny. It must be difficult for YiJun to stay away.' Shen thinks to himself.

"So young man, is there anything that you want to know about your employment?"

"Sir, my pay was... "

"Ah yes, Wangji said that he wanted to make up for something, so he raised it," Shen answers the unasked question.

Xian's heart starts racing again, "Please tell him that I have forgiven him."

"I will." Shen nods.

Suddenly a thought occurs to Xian, and without giving it much thought, he blurts out, "It's my birthday on Thursday, please do come. It's not a grand affair, but your family has helped me out, so that is the least I can do."

Shen smiles, "Can I bring a friend?"

"Sure." Xian answers and bows, before walking out.

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