{Note :- Highly Mature content. Readers discretion advised.}

After the three official bows and the drinking of ceremonial wine, the husbands accompanied by their friends and family leave the ancestral hall. After wishing and congratulating the two, everyone leaves the couple alone. 

 After all, that was the plan. The most important thing was the ceremony itself, and with that complete, the newlyweds return to their jingshin.

"Lan Zhan, can you please check if the door is locked. I don't want us disturbed." Wei Ying requests bashfully, and when the latter goes to close the door, he gulps down the green liquid that Elder Bao had given him the day before. 

Closing the door, Lan Zhan walks over to the bed to an unusually silent Wei Ying. He takes the latter's rather cold hands in his, "Why are your hands so cold? Are you not feeling well?"

Wei Ying shakes his head but doesn't look up; neither does he speak. 

 Worried, Lan Zhan presses on, "Wei Ying, I have waited sixteen years for you. And I am ready to wait for you..."

"That's not it." Wei Ying blurts and falls silent again. The older pulls him close and embraces him, "Then what is it? Was the ceremony not how you expected it to be?"

Wei Ying buries his face in his neck. 

 "Lan Zhan, why did you leave me when I asked about us... I mean, when I asked you to fu- make love to me?"

"...."

"Lan Zhan, do you still doubt my heart?"

"No!" The older exclaims, leaning away and cupping the latter's face, "I have no doubts. None at all."

"Then why... why do you seem so reluctant?"

"Wei Ying, I know that I have always- I have always- I think... I am ready to be bed by you." Lan Zhan stammers and gets the words out as soon as he can. Tips of his ears turn scarlet, and he slowly looks up to catch Wei Ying's eyes, searching them.

Wei Ying blinks and opens his mouth several times before closing it.

Misinterpreting his actions, Lan Zhan elaborates, "You can do me. I am stronger. I can... "

"The fuck are you going on about!" Wei Ying's brows knit, "Who gave you the permission to back out of the promises you made?" He demands, furious.

"Mn?"

"Lan Zhan, have I ever, in my actions or otherwise, given you the impression that I am scared of getting fucked by you?"

Lan Zhan frowns.

Wei Ying shakes his head, "Not fuck... sorry. I meant- you know what I meant."

"You haven't."

"Then why are you saying these things?" The younger enquires, bringing their foreheads together before kissing the tip of his nose, "What is bothering you, fuddy-duddy, hm?"

"I don't think I... I don't want to hurt you. It will hurt, Wei Ying. I know it will- Mph!"

Wei Ying finally loses control and captures Lan Zhan's lips unexpectedly. He pulls himself in his husband's lap, and wrapping his arms around the light bearer, slips his tongue into the moist space.

 Lan Zhan reciprocates and instinctively pulls Wei Ying close and deepens the kiss, making the latter's heart race. The Yiling patriarch rolls his hips, and Lan Zhan's grip on his waist tightens. Gradually, Wei Ying calms down and pulls back.

"What happened?" Lan Zhan questions, giving Wei Ying a once over.

Wei Ying chuckles, "Don't you tire of worrying about me, Hanguang Jun?" 

 The light bearer shakes his head, "Never."

Wei Ying leans in and touches the headband, tracing the cloud pattern on the middle of his husband's forehead, "Lan Zhan, years ago, you told me that this band is sacred. That only parents, children, and significant other can touch it, remember?"

"Mn."

"Lan Zhan, had you already planned on marrying me then? After all, Zewu Jun tells me that once you tie it around the other, you have chosen them as your significant other."

"I was sure you wouldn't want me. Even so, I was sure that you were the only one I would ever want." Lan Zhan pulls the headband off and places it on the small table neatly.

"Aigoooo Lan Zhan, why did you take it off!?"

"Because I might get tempted to use it if I don't." Lan Zhan replies with utmost sincerity; Wei Ying smirks and once again brings their lips together in a heated kiss. With stealth and agility, he disrobes his husband, and soon, Lan Zhan finds himself lying on the bed without his top garments. Wei Ying smirks, straddling his husband he makes quick work of his upper garments, as well.

The light bearer feels relieved, 'Thank heavens, for once he listened to me.' He concludes when the latter removes the belts holding his lower garments. His conclusion, however, is proved wrong, just seconds later, when instead of removing his lower garments, Wei Ying moves in between the older's legs.

Lan Zhan tries to sit up, but Wei Ying pushes him back down, "Do not try to stop me. Lan Zhan, my memory may be bad, but I remember all the times you promised me anything; I remember every time you have used that word. Hanguang Jun," Wei Ying wraps his fingers around the latter's formidable-looking member and gives it a hard stroke. "I am not asking for your permission."

Lan Zhan's breaths falter, "Wei Ying...you don't.. En!" He purses his lips, and the moan doesn't make it out.

"Hanguang Jun, I will not let you go back on your word, nor will I let you back out of the promises," He strokes again and leans in, "I have been dreaming of you fucking me since the first time I realized how I truly felt for you." A moment later, Lan Zhan's moans echo off the walls of the jingshin as Wei Ying takes him in his mouth and sucks.

Lan Zhan's face colors; he fists the sheets, "Wei Ying! Stop. You don't... "

Wei Ying sucks harder and deep throats him before immediately letting go and coughing.

"Why did you do that!?" Lan Zhan worries, sitting up and patting the latter's back till the fit of cough passes. When Wei Ying looks up, his face is flustered as if he was the one getting head. Lan Zhan wipes his lips, "Don't force yourself."

Wei Ying pouts and puts his hand over his ears, "I am not going to listen to you!"

Lan Zhan's brows crawl higher; he goes silent. He removes Wei Ying's hands from his ears and lies back down, "Just don't force yourself, alright?"

Wei Ying beams, and leaning once again, gives his husband's cock a hard lick from base to tip. Lan Zhan's chest heaves, "Take it slow." He suggests. Wei Ying nods and licks it before taking it into his mouth. He doesn't try to take it in deeper than he can and starts licking and sucking.

Lan Zhan, meanwhile, tries his best not to thrust into Wei Ying's sinful mouth. Slowly, Wei Ying gets the hang of it. His hands travel from Lan Zhan's waist to his chest. His fingers close over the light bearer's hard pink buds. He takes them between his fingers and massages them before pinching them.

"Wei Yaaa!" Lan Zhan exclaims; his fingers bury themselves in Wei Ying's hair, and he tugs at it, forcing Wei Ying to look up. He catches his eyes, "Take it out!"

Reluctantly, Wei Ying stops, and leaning away, frowns, "Hanguang Jun, I am a fast learner. I can learn anything if I put my head to it." Eyes brimming with tears, he wiggles his brow. "See what I did there. I said head." He chuckles.

"You did good. I loved it." Lan Zhan reassures.

"Then why are you stopping me? Lan Zhan, let me make you cum. I want to pleasure you too. Don't tell me you haven't dreamed about this?" He pauses and rids himself of this lower garment as well. Lan Zhan struggles to keep his eyes from wandering, "And even if you say that you haven't, I wouldn't believe you." he once again wraps his fingers around the latter, it immediately responds to his touch.

"Tell me, Hanguang Jun, how many times have you cum with my name on your lips?" The Yiling patriarch starts stroking and pulls himself into the latter's lap, "How many times have you thought about cumming in my mouth? How many times have you stroked yourself thinking about entering me, filling me up with your seed?" He wraps his fingers around both of their hard, throbbing lengths and starts stroking them together, "Hanguang Jun, don't tell me you haven't thought about fucking me till I come untouched, calling your name." He finishes and takes the light bearer's earlobe into his mouth and nips.

"Wei Ya!" Lan Zhan's hot breaths caresses Wei Ying's neck, and a moment later, Wei Ying finds himself pinned under him. "Ah!" The younger yelps as his back hits the mattress. He chuckles, "So, I take it that it's a yes to all. Hanguang Jun, Hanguang Jun, how dirty your mind- Mph!" The Yiling patriarch shuts up as he is kissed senseless. Lan Zhan's hand travels all over Wei Ying's front, touching and stroking, drawing half gasps and incomplete moans from him. After ravishing his husband's mouth, the light bearer moves down the now-familiar plains of Wei Ying's body. He wraps his fingers around the leaking member and strokes while his mouth closes around the erect nipple. Wei Ying squirms and moans; he thrusts himself into his husband's palms. "Hanguang Jun, kiss me." He begs, pulling the latter's face up, "Please."

The light bearer immediately complies and cups his husband's face. His eyes brim with tears, "You are so beautiful, Wei Ying." He whispers, caressing his cheeks. Wei Ying smiles, "This," and traces Lan Zhan's lips, "from the most handsome man to ever walk this realm! Hanguang Jun, you don't know how fucking hot you are, do you?" He counters, making the older man smile. Without saying another word, he captures Wei Ying's lower lip and tugs.

"Ah!" Wei Ying winces, pulling Lan Zhan closer. Lan Zhan lets go but not before licking the mole on the corner of his husband's lips.

"You are obsessed with that mole, are you not, Lan er gege, Ah!" Wei Ying stops speaking as Lan Zhan suddenly pinches his waist and continues to kiss him all over, moving lower with each kiss.

When Lan Zhan finally leans away, Wei Ying looks like a hot mess. Lan Zhan's eyes take in Wei Ying's messed up hair and marked body. "Wei Ying, I am sorry... "

"If you apologize once more for making me feel good, I swear I will leave you with blue balls for the next two weeks!" He reprimands, adding, "Do you know why I want you to do me?"

Lan Zhan shakes his head.

"Because I am selfish. I want your everything because I love your everything. Lan Zhan, do you know, if done right, the one getting it feels more pleasure?"

Lan Zhan shakes his head.

"Of course, you don't. But I have been reading up on things." Wei Ying gulps, "Lan Zhan, I am ready for you." He grabs a pillow and places it under his prostate. Looking at Lan Zhan's flushed cheeks, he opens his legs and pulls Lan Zhan close.

"Wei Ying... "

"Just watch me, Hanguang Jun." Wei Ying interrupts, placing his finger on the latter's lips before guiding his fingers towards his entrance. He pushes the tip of his finger inside. "En!" He grasps his husband's shoulder at the unfamiliar feeling and looks into his husband's eyes as the finger breaches the lubricated entrance without much resistance. Keeping his eyes glued on Lan Zhan's parted lips, he pushes it inside. 

"Wei Ying! What!? How!?" Lan Zhan exclaims. His eyes widen, "You are...."

"Later, Hanguang Jun." Wei Ying interrupts again and pulls his finger out. "All you need to know is that I love you and want you. Lan er gege, you won't hurt me." Wei Ying holds Lan Zhan's eyes, "I am ready."

Lan Zhan smiles, caressing his inner thigh. Tears roll down his cheeks and fall on Wei Ying's lips; he hovers over the latter and kisses his forehead, "Are you sure? Wei Ya, if I start now..."

"I am ready, Er Gege. I am sure."

Kissing his husband's cheek, Lan Zhan once again captures the latter's lips before moving down his body and littering the fair skin that is squirming under him with kisses.

The light bearer recalls everything that his husband had enjoyed, both when they were younger and since the time they had confessed to each other. His every move makes Wei Ying asks for more.

"Lan Zhan, please." Wei Ying begs, trying to touch himself, but Lan Zhan doesn't let him, "Mine." He growls, and a moment later, pleasure courses through his veins as his cock gets engulfed in the wet heat of Lan Zhan's mouth. Lan Zhan takes Wei Ying into his mouth and starts sucking. Unlike Wei Ying, who had struggled, Lan Zhan deep throats his husband with ease.

Pressure builds in Wei Ying's body as waves of pleasure wash over him. He buries his fingers into his husband's hair and unknowingly starts thrusting into his mouth. Lan Zhan suddenly lets go, making the younger frown, "Do not cum." He orders, pinning Wei Ying's hand on either side of his face.

"Hanguang Jun, what..."

"Do not cum till I tell you to!" He growls, making Wei Ying smile, "Lan Zhan, will you be angry if I cum? Will you be mad if I touch myself."

"Mn."

"Lan Er gege, then I will touch...Am!" Wei Ying's eyes widened as Lan Zhan pries his mouth open and thrusts two of his fingers into his mouth, "Suck." He orders. For once, the Yiling patriarch listens. He does as told. He sucks Lan Zhan's fingers till they are spit slicked.

"Good." Lan Zhan hums appreciatively before leaning in and closing his mouth around Wei Ying's hard pink buds, "Lan er gege, please have mercy on my cock. Please take care of- Ah!" Wei Ying moans when the fingers that were in his mouth a moment ago enter him. "More... Please." He begs, "Hanguang Jun, I am ready, for fucks sake. Please stop teasing- Ah!" Wei Ying moans again. His cock twitches as Lan Zhan sucks the buds and licks them. "Lan er gege... I will cum if you don't stop."

Lan Zhan leans away but adds another finger to make sure the latter isn't lying, "Wei Ya, you are magnificent. The most beautiful person I have ever come across, both inside and out." He admits thrusting his fingers in and out over and over again. When Wei Ying shows no sign of being in pain, he removes his fingers and captures his soulmate's lips. He rubs his hard length at Wei Ying's entrance, whispering, "I love you." in his ears.

"I know, Lan Zhan. Please, I beg you, please, take me- Ah!"

Lan Zhan thrusts his entire length into the latter, making him moan loud and dirty. As soon as Lan Zhan unpins his hands, he pulls the older close. His hands travel over the latter's naked scarred back; he traces the whip marks: the remnants of the punishment Lan Zhan had born for loving him, standing by him.

Wei Ying's breaths become heavy and labored; he throws his head back, exposing the nap. "Er gege, faster." He urges, making his husband slam into him over and over again, hitting the spot that takes the younger closer and closer to the edge.

Without warning, Lan Zhan sinks his teeth into the nap of Wei Ying's neck and spills into the tight hot space. A split second later, Wei Ying cums untouched, moaning his husband's name.

Lan Zhan pulls out and collapses on top of Wei Ying.

"Lan Zhan," Wei Ying asks, when he feels wetness at the side of his face, "Are you crying?" He strokes the light bearer's head.

"Mn."

"Why?"

"I am happy." Lan Zhan replies sincerely, making Wei Ying feel blessed and thankful for having being given a second chance at life. Wei Ying smiles, "I am happy too." Content, the soulmates hold each other till they come down from the high.

{Note :- That's it for this update. The next chapter will be the last official chapter. Meaning, that I might write extras later on.

My apologies if you have not liked the content in this chapter, or if it was not to your satisfaction. By now, all those who have been with me on this long journey will know how apprehensive and diffident I am about writing sexual content. That being said, I hope I did justice to it. (There will more mature content in the next update as well *cough*😅)

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