Modern au where lwj discovers he gets off on pain. When he was a teen he was always fascinated w jewelry, but never allowed to wear it bc of how strict lqr was. So when he's finally out in his own apartment, he goes to get his ears pierced. Little does he know how he would react.

He googles 'lgbt friendly piercing parlors near me' and up pops the top rated parlor named: Yiling House of Pain. A bit of an odd title, he thinks, but the reviews are all positive so he calls to make an appointment the very next day. He's a bit nervous, but excited.

He finds himself fascinated by the thought of it, it's at the front of his mind for the rest of the day. What will it feel like? Will it hurt? Will it look good on him? Sleep comes with effort on his part to quiet the buzz of excitement running through his nerves.

But then it's the next day, and lwj's stomach swoops in anticipation as he gets ready for the appointment. Pulling his hair into a neat ponytail so it's pre-emptively out of the way for the piercer. But, he's too nervous to eat, so he skips breakfast and heads over to the parlor.

tw // piercings, v light gore, 18+, fainting? If you don't like piercings politely look away.

The parlor is located downtown, right in the East Village (yes this is where i get pierced IRL anyway). There's so many rainbow flags here lwj's heart swells at the sight. The Yiling House of Pain is an intimidating store front. The building is slathered in black paint.

Definitely done w/o a city permit. Yiling is written in menacingly messy red letters, but at least it's easy to find. Taking a deep breath, he pushes the door open and enters. He's greeted w heavy metal absolutely blaring over the shop speakers. It's deafening.

A meek looking man pops up from behind a tall counter space.

'Ah! Welcome to Yiling House of Pain. Do you have an appointment?' he asks.

Lwj nods his head.

'Your name?'

'Lan Wangji'

The man rifles thru some papers in front of him.

'Ah here we are, 2pm right?'

'Mn'

'Alright, just need you to fill out these forms first. What are you getting pierced today?' he asks.

'Ears,' lwj replies.

The man smiles, 'Lobe?'

Lwj flushes, of course, there's so many different types of ear piercings. He nods his head and the man laughs.

'First time?'

Lwj nods again.

'No worries, we'll walk you through it,' he says, then turns to a curtained area. 'A-Ying we've got a first-timer.'

'A-Ying' pokes his head out from behind the curtain, and lwj thinks he may have gotten hit by a car on the way here, bc this man is ethereal.

Long thick black hair with shaved sides, matching messy braids along the part lines on each side. Absolutely covered in piercings and tattoos. The two that catch his attention most are the matching hoops on either side of his bottom lip.

'Oh?' the man says.

With effort, lwj swallows the lump in his throat as he nods his head toward the man.

'Wow, look at you,' the piercer says, giving lwj a once-over that makes his cheeks flush. 'Not a single piercing on this pretty skin of yours?'

Lwj blinks quickly, like a deer in headlights.

'No,' lwj says.

And the piercer sashays over, glancing at the forms lwj filled out.

'Lan Wangji,' he says, then holds out a hand, 'I'm Wei Ying. Come, let's get you ready.'

Lwj reaches out to that hand, it's warm in his grasp, and strong. It makes lwj's mouth dry.

Wwx leads him to behind the curtained area. It's clinical, and clean. A simple piercing chair that reclines, a few cabinets of materials, and some safety posters on the wall.

'Have a seat,' wwx says, and lwj does.

Sitting primly on the edge of the chair.

'Lan Wangji, relax, get comfty. I'm gonna take you through this ok?' wwx reassures and for some reason, it works. The piercer's voice is low and soothing and lwj settles back into the chair, heart still thudding loudly in his chest, but less tense.

'Ok, so first, hoop or stud?' wwx says holding out two silver earrings on a tray.

Lwj studies them, then looks up at the multiple hoops along wwx's ears.

'Hoop,' he replies, ears crimson, he hopes the piercer didn't notice him staring.

Wwx chuckles and sets them aside.

'Nice choice, I prefer hoops myself,' wwx says with a blinding smile.

Lwj feels unusually warm. Must be their thermostat level.

'Okay, so I'm gonna sanitize the area first, then mark it, okay? No needles yet,' wwx tells him, tearing open an alcohol pad.

'Okay.' lwj says.

It's so silly to be so nervous about this. It's just a piercing, 70% of the world populace has them! It's such a tiny needle, it can't possibly hurt.

Wwx's hands on his shoulder make him start.

'Ah, sorry. It's just me, do you mind if I put my hands here?' wwx asks.

Being touched by another man, and such a /pretty/ man is completely knew to lwj. He nods, not trusting his voice to come out steady at this point.

Wwx smiles, gently wiping lwj's lobe w the alcohol swap. It's /cold/ on his skin, makes him shiver.

Once he's done, wwx uncaps a tiny marker and places a dot on the skin that lwj barely feels. Pulling back he hands lwj a hand-mirror.

'Ok, how's that look?' wwx asks.

Lwj looks in the mirror. It's a tiny dot, hard to tell if it'll look good or not, but he wants it. So much.

'It is fine,' lwj replies, handing back the mirror.

'Ok, sweet. Now then, All of our needles are opened fresh, I'll open it right here for you. I'm gonna put on fresh gloves, then we can do this two ways: I can count down till I pierce, or I can just do it, no countdown.'

Lwj mulls it over. No count-down means no time to stress, but he feels more secure w the countdown, so he opts for that.

Once wwx is ready, needle in hand, sitting so close to lwj he feels a bit light-headed.

'Ok, ready? 3...2...1...breath,' wwx says as he slides the needle in

It's a slight prick, but then it's thru and lwj's mind goes fuzzy while wwx fastens the earring. What he does /not/ expect, is the sudden, almost painful, arousal coursing thru his skin. Glancing down he realizes he's straining against his pants.

Oh no.

Wwx pulls away, 'All done! Look at you, you did so well.'

Lwj looks up at wwx and his vision swims. The room suddenly 10 degrees warmer, his stomach plummets, then that's the last thing he remembers before it all goes dark.

When he comes to, he's laying down, and there's a cool, wet thing draped across his forehead. He feels, awful, generally. Blinking back into existence he finds wwx's worried face peering down at him.

'Ah, there you are. Welcome back to the land of the living,' wwx says.

Lwj feels horribly weak, and painfully embarrassed. Did he--had he...

'What...happened?' lwj asks, attempting to sit up, but wwx presses a hand to his shoulder to keep him down.

'Take it easy big boy. You fainted on us. Fell right forward, good thing I'm strong, you're heavy!'

It comes back to him in startlingly clarity. He had popped a boner didn't he? Did wwx see? Oh gods.

Wwx smiles, soft, and a little pink in his cheeks himself. 'Lan Wangji, when you fell forward...well. Listen, it's a totally normal reaction, I want you to know--

--It happens pretty often.'

Is he talking about the fainting or--

Lwj tries to figure it out via what wwx is saying, but then wwx's eyes flit down and--yup. He's still hard.

He shoots up in the chair, and instantly regrets it bc he's oh so dizzy.

'Hey, woah!'

Wwx's arms come around his shoulders, steadying him, lwj can barely see straight.

'I apologize. I did not know--I never--' lwj tries, but he's having a hard time explaining.

'Hey, hey,' wwx says, rubbing his hands up and down lwj's arms. 'It's totally normal--

--I promise. You don't need to apologize, not to me,' wwx says.

Lwj tries to focus on his face.

'Hell, if it makes you feel better, I get like this too when I get pierced,' wwx says, and it does /not/ make lwj feel better, only worsens his current problem with new fantasies.

'I do not understand why--' lwj tries.

Wwx shoves a cold bottle of water, open, toward lwj.

'Here, drink something, you'll feel better,' wwx says as lwj obeys, taking careful sips. He's right, he feels a bit more at ease instantly.

'Some people have these kinds of reaction to pain--' wwx says and lwj almost spits out the water.

'Really! It happens, there's nothing to be shy about.'

Lwj's head is swimming again, for different reasons this time. He can't believe he's having this convo w a stranger.

'Anyway, let's talk about the fainting Mr. Lan. Be honest with me, did you have breakfast this morning?' wwx asks, his face all business.

Lwj blinks. 'I did not.'

'Aha. You see, you can't do that. Not when you're getting pierced. Your body's pain receptors freak out and if--

--haven't eaten anything, well, even a big guy like you's gonna faint,' wwx explains.

Oh. Well, that makes sense. Lwj nods.

'You understand? Eat something next time--not that I particularly minded having you in my arms,' wwx says with a wink and sticks out his tongue.

And oh--there's a shiny barbell pierced through his tongue. Lwj's cock twitches inside his pants.

'Okay, okay. Don't you wanna see your piercing?' wwx says, handing him back the hand-mirror.

Lwj takes it, eager to see. And it's--perfect.

Handing the mirror back lwj offers a shy smile, 'Thank you, it is lovely.'

Wwx smiles back, '/You're/ lovely.'

Lwj flushes again, is this piercer this charismatic to everyone?

'Wei Ying your 4 oclock is here!' the counter person calls and they're snapped from their moment.

Lwj bounces out of the chair.

'Hey, woah. Take it slow, you sure you're good? You're more than welcome to continue resting, we have extra chairs,' wwx tells him, reaching out to steady lwj.

Shying away from the touch lwj nods, 'I will be fine, thank you.'

Before he can do anything else more embarrassing, like ask for this man's hand in marriage, he quickly pays, leaving being a hefty tip for all the trouble he put the piercer through, and leaves.

The wind brushes against his piercing and makes him shiver.

In a few weeks, the piercing is healed enough to change jewelry and lwj delights. Silver is his favorite to wear and he quickly owns a hoard of earrings he changes out often. Franky speaking, one hole isn't enough.

He makes a second appoint at Yiling House of Pain.

The desk person--Wen Ning-- he learns, welcomes him back, clearly recognizing him from the scene he caused last month.

'Ah, Lan Wangji, welcome back!'

Lwj greets him and then wwx is popping his head out again.

'Lan Wangji! You're back for more?' he asks w a grin.

'Mn,' lwj and can't help but return the little smile wwx gives.

This time, he ate a proper breakfast and is hydrated.

'Come, come,' wwx beckons and lwj does.

Plopping down into the chair, wwx comes far too close, brushing his healed piercing.

'Oh, look how nicely this healed! I knew you'd take proper care of it. This earring is gorgeous,' wwx says, balancing the dangling silver piece on his fingers. The slight tug of it makes lwj shiver.

'So, here to even it out are we?' wwx asks.

Lwj nods.

'And you've eaten properly Mr. Lan?' wwx fixes him w a look, eyebrows furrowed together. And--is that eyebrow piercing new?

Lwj nods. 'Yes.'

'Good boy,' wwx says and oh no--he hasn't even been pierced yet and he's squirming in the chair.

'Hoop again?'

Another nod.

'Ok, ok. Same as last time? Countdown?' wwx asks and lwj confirms.

Prepping the area, marking the spot, then, '3...2...1...take a breath,' wwx whispers against lwj's ear and he does.

More of a gasp as the needle slides through and there it is again--that feeling.

Lwj doesn't know how to describe it, it's nothing like normal arousal, it makes his head foggy and drip slow like honey, and warm--he's so, so warm, it trails down his skin all the way to the tips of his toes. Leaves little goose-flesh in it's wake.

The tug of wwx swapping the needle for the earring makes something stir deep inside of lwj, and he /moans/.

They both pause. Wwx's face dangerously close to his own, as he's pulled back to look at lwj with curiosity in his eyes.

Pulling his bottom lip into his mouth lwj tries to quiet himself, lest he do anything else embarrassing.

Neither say anything as wwx pulls back, gaze heavy on lwj. Shuffling his arms forward lwj blocks the obvious sign of his arousal between his legs.

'Wei Ying---I--If it makes you uncomfortable, I can go elsewhere. I did not--I have no way to stop it,' lwj says, eyes averted, nerves clenching inside his chest.

'Ah, Lan Wangji. You're sweet,' wwx says catching his eyes. 'I'm telling you, it's fine, really. I just--

--well. You're really pretty, and you make the sweetest sounds and aha. Well, can you blame me for enjoying them?' wwx asks, gaze hot on lwj's face.

Wwx shifts in his seat and lwj's eyes flit downward to the bulge he's covering with his arm.

/Oh/

Wwx thinks he's pretty? Lwj flushes, even more. This is so dangerous.

'I'm--thank you Wei Ying. I will see you soon for another piercing,' lwj says, then he bolts out of there. Wwx doesn't even have a chance to respond. He's far too flustered and doesn't know what to do.

A few weeks later, and he's ready for the next one, this time he opts for more piercings in one sitting. When he's once again in wwx's chair neither of them mentions the last instance, or what they both know is bound to happen again this time.

'Hey you. What're we gettin' this time?' wwx asks, scooting his chair close.

Lwj swallows audibly. 'Industrial and two more on the left lobe, please.'

'Oh, nice choice. Just warning you tho cartilage hurts a bit more, it's thicker up here,' wwx says w a squeeze to lwj's ear

Lwj flinches, wwx pulls his hand back. 'Ah, sorry, I can get a bit handsy.'

'No worries, I was just surprised. Wei Ying can touch,' lwj says.

Wwx's hand falters, but then runs a light trail down his ear.

'It's gonna look so pretty, Lan Wangji.'

'Lan Zhan,' lwj says.

'Call me Lan Zhan,' lwj rephrases.

Wwx blinks, then smiles. 'Alright, Lan Zhan. Even your name is pretty? Have some mercy on this humble piercer would you?'

Lwj can't help the flush, being called pretty by wwx makes his heart thud against his chest, his skin warm his cock--

'Ok, ok. Which do you want to start with then?' wwx asks, distracting lwj from his thoughts.

'Lobe.'

'Ok, here we go,' wwx says as he does his normal prep. He pierces the two lobes one after the other and lwj's breath comes in short pants, already painfully hard.

Wwx pauses before the next piercing, also oddly out of breath.

'Hah, fuck, Lan Zhan. Gimme a moment, I just need to calm down for a second here,' wwx says placing his hands on his knees and dipping his head low to catch his breath.

Lwj fidgets in the chair, arousal rolling on his skin in waves, head fuzzy, and thoughts scattered.

When wwx doesn't move anytime soon lwj calls, 'Wei Ying?'

Wwx drags his head up, flush high on his cheekbones. 'Lan Zhan, are you even aware of the sounds you make?'

Sounds? He'd made sounds?

Lwj shakes his head 'no'.

'Of course not,' wwx says dragging hands down his face. 'Gods, they're so sexy, you can't blame me, really.'

Lwj blinks at him, slow and heavy, the words washing over him, pulling him further under. He likes it.

'Ok, ok, phew. Are you ready for the last one?' wwx asks, scooting close again.

'Mn,' lwj hums, eyes falling shut when he feels wwx's hands on him again.

'Ok, There's two countdowns, don't move, sweetheart,'

Lwj shivers involuntarily.

'3...2...1...breathe.'

The first prick of the needle slides thru with a slight crunch, and /oh/ yeah, that hurts more than the lobe piercings. A harsh gasp punches itself out of lwj's throat, there's a matching gasp from wwx by his ear.

'You're doing so well. 3...2...1....breathe,' wwx whispers.

The 2nd push undoes him. His body starts to tremor from the shock of the piercing and he can't tell if that whining sound is him or the fan.

'Hold still, sweetheart, just gotta put the bar thru,' wwx tells him, steady hands moving quick to replace the needle.

The tug on the fresh holes while wwx twists the balls into place makes his vision white out, his hair stand on end. Oh it hurts so much. It makes something low and hot pool in his stomach, he's on the very edge, just one more touch will send him over.

Wwx voice fights thru the haze in lwj's head. He's out of breath, and his voice rasps low. 'Alright, all done,' wwx says.

Lwj blinks his eyes open slowly, searching for wwx's face. It's a bit hazy, and he can't seem to focus, he just wants--

'Wei Ying?' lwj calls.

Oh is that what his voice sounds like? So needy.

'Hey, hey. I'm here,' wwx says reaching forward to clasp lwj's outstretched, searching hand.

Lwj hums low when wwx's hand squeezes his own.

'Are you alright?' wwx asks, rubbing back and forth against lwj's knuckles.

It's a nice feeling. For some reason, the slightest touches on his skin feel so much right now. His voice catches in his throat, he looks up at wwx w pleading eyes.

'Hey, woah. Was it too much, Lan Zhan?'' wwx asks, genuine concern in his eyes.

Additional warnings // subdrop (?) Idk how we ended up here, but it might be upsetting for some! Emotional drop after extreme feelings warning! Lwj isn't a sub, but you get the drift.

'What do you need, Lan Zhan? I'm here, I'll give it to you,' wwx tells him, low and sweet.

Lwj blinks up at him, it's still foggy but he's feeling colder, and colder.

'Cold,' lwj manages. Wwx nods, moving to get up but lwj squeezes his hand tighter, panic clear on his face.

'Hm, okay. Can I touch you, Lan Zhan?' wwx asks, settling back down.

Lwj nods, and wwx leans forward, wrapping his arms around lwj's body and pulling him to lean against his chest. It's warm, and wwx smells like vanilla, and is running strong hands in patterns on his back.

They sit like that until lwj's head clears, and it occurs to him that we're sitting pressed together in the back of a piercing parlor. Unsticking himself lwj pulls back.

'I apologize--' he starts.

'Hush, Lan Zhan. What did I say about the apologizing, you did nothing wrong.'

'But--' lwj starts again.

'No buts,' wwx says with a boop to lwj's nose. 'Seriously, It's not a problem. I quite enjoy piercing you, and well--everything that comes with it,' wwx says, scratching the back of his neck. 'You just worried me, is all.'

'I did not know I would react like that, it has never--I've never...done this...before,' lwj manages.

'You've never explored pain outside of this?' wwx asks.

Lwj nods.

'Ah, well, Lan Zhan. There's limits to what the body can take, you understand? It's tricky at first, but you have to learn what your body can handle.'

'How can I learn?' lwj asks, hesitant.

'Ah, I mean there's groups, and like clubs, parties, kink stuff--'

Lwj's eyes go wide.

'Ah, I'm figuring that's probably not your scene, aha,' wwx says. 'Well, and I hope you don't consider this far too forward of me but--If you're comfortable w me, I can help you.'

The statement sits between them heavy.

More warnings (lmao) // impact play, pain play (nothing nuts), general bdsm mentions, perhaps some d/s.

Lwj's heart flutters against his chest. He'd done some light research into the world of bdsm and vivid images of a belt in wwx's hand coming down with a resounding sharp sting onto the soft skin of his cheeks. More images of wwx's hands twisted into his head, pulling him around.

hair*

Wwxs hands tugging on his nipple piercings--oh wait, he doesn't have those yet, he makes a mental note to schedule that for their next appointment.

Blinking back to reality lwj licks his lips. 'I would like that.'

Wwx grins reaching forward to tangle his hands in lwj's long locks. Tugging lwj's face forward. The sudden sensation makes his breath catch, sends shivers down his spine.

'Oh, Lan Zhan, we're going to have so much fun together,' wwx says with promise.

This thread is now interactive! Polls will last 4 hours: Majority choice wins!

What piercing should Lwj get next?

There's no way for belly button to make a come-back so I'm calling this poll early! Onwards. (Don't worry I'm still gonna give him both, im weak).

The thought lwj had of wwx tugging on his nipple piercings bounces around in his head, makes it very hard to focus on work.

The next appointment is made for nipple piercings. It's his first non-ear piercing, and the nerves do come back, but more-so than nerves, he's excited. He trails his fingers over his nipples, the flesh is so thick here, surely it's going to hurt?

Lwj shivers in anticipation.

Lwj opted for a button down, easy to open, he's getting more comfortable in his skin, the piercings make people stare, give him confidence, but being entirely shirtless with wei ying's hands on him? He doesn't think he'll survive it.

When lwj enters, wwx is attempting to steal wn's lunch with pitiful whines. It's endearing, lwj tries not to laugh.

The doorbell jingles and wwx perks his head up. 'Ah! Lan Zhan, you're early!'

Lwj is always early. 'Mn.'

'That excited, huh?'

A blush, then, 'Mn.'

They make their way to the usual curtained spot.

'So, big day today, huh? First non-ear piercing. Are you excited?' wwx asks while he preps.

'I am,' lwj responds.

'I remember my first non-ear piercing,' wwx says wistfully. Lwj can't guess which one it is, there's so many.

'Which one was it?' lwj asks. Curiosity itching at him.

Wwx turns back with a smile, he bites the left lip hoop into his mouth. 'This one.'

Oh. That...does something to lwj. The need to tug at wwx's lip hoops with his teeth almost knocks the wind out of him.

'It barely even hurt. I was done for after that, there was no stopping me. I had to have em' all,' wwx continues.

And lwj is dying to know which piercings he can't see.

'Alright, alright. So then, nipples?' wwx asks with a grin and lwj flushes.

'Yes.'

Wwx leans into his space. 'Well, can I see what I'm working with?'

Lwj's breath hitches. With shaky hands he reaches up to begin undoing the buttons. Wwx watches, eyes trained on each new sliver of skin lwj reveals.

When he reaches the last one wwx actually sighs.

It's silent as wwx reaches forward, brushing the shirt open to reveal lwj's chest. It must be cold in here, bc lwj's already perk up. Wwx is /not/ looking at his face, eyes trained his nipples.

'Oh,' wwx swallows audibly. 'Wow.'

Wwx's stare is a physical weight on his body.

'Lan Zhan, your skin is so pretty,' wwx says reaching forward to trail a curious finger lightly along the skin of his pecs.

The word pretty is nice generally, but on wwx's tongue, it's dangerous. They haven't even gotten to the piercing and lwj's breathing is already labored.

'Look at these,' wwx says finger ghosting over a nipple. 'They're so cute.'

Lwj has to suppress the full body shiver.

'It's a shame no one's gonna be able to touch them for a few months,' wwx says.

Lwj blinks down at him, 'A few months?' he repeats.

'Yeah,' wwx sighs. 'No touching or playing with until they're fully healed, these guys can be temperamental.'

Lwj blinks, but--

'It's a pity, they would look so cute, all red from being teased,' wwx says, then has the audacity to blush after that statement.

'Ah, Lan Zhan. I don't have a filter, really. Hit me if I'm saying too much, I tend to ramble,' wwx says, laughing awkwardly.

'Wei Ying has not--It's not...too much,' lwj mumbles.

Wwx blinks up at him. 'Yeah?' he breathes.

When he pinches lwj's nipple with a quick press of fingers lwj jolts forward in his seat.

'O-oh,' lwj breathes out, and wwx matches his exclamation.

Rolling the bud between his fingers drags out another pleasant sound from lwj.

'I'm just gonna--' wwx starts

Then his mouth is on the nipple, a harsh scrape of teeth makes lwj curl forward, tangling his hands into wwx's hair and tugging.

Wwx keens against his skin. They make eye contact, both frozen.

'I uh--mentioned, I also like pain, Lan Zhan,' wwx says.

Lwj blinks down at him, hand still tangled in his hair. Hesitantly, he twists his fist by the base of wwx's skull. Wwx's eyes flutter shut as he lets his head be pulled back with a soft groan.

'A-Ying, do we have more antiseptic in the back?' wn's voice calls from the desk.

They pull apart, lwj's heart in his throat. Oh my god, he'd entirely forgotten they were still sitting in a PUBLIC piercing parlor.

Wwx clears his throat with a chuckle, subtly fixing his cock in his pants so it doesn't alert poor wn.

'Yeah, one sec,' wwx says.

Wwx disappears and lwj takes several long steadying breaths. Peaking down, the nipple that wwx had bitten is lightly red, just the beginnings. Curiously, he brushes his own fingers against it, it's slightly sore and makes him gasp.

When wwx returns he catches him in the act.

'Oh? Couldn't wait for me, Lan Zhan?' wwx asks w a sly grin.

Lwj quickly places his hands in his lap. 'I--'

'I'm just joking, Lan Zhan. It's good to touch yourself, explore,' wwx says then clears his throat. 'We got a bit carried away there, I can't tease you anymore--

--today, otherwise it'd be risky to pierce them, okay?'

Lwj nods. 'Right,' he agrees.

'Okay, phew, jeez, you're really dangerous, Lan Zhan,' wwx says with a chuckle. 'Are you ready to begin?'

'Mn, let's'

As usual, wwx disinfects the area, then he turns and gathers--a clamp?

'Wei Ying, what...' lwj stares at the tiny clamp in his hand.

'Ah, right. Well, with body piercings, the the skin has to be pulled taunt, depending on where you're piercing. And nipples, well--' he clicks the clamp twice. '--we pull them, just a bit, to pierce clean.'

Lwj swallows with difficulty. Oh, boy, this piercing will be his demise.

'Okay, I trust Wei Ying,' lwj says.

Wwx smiles at him, 'I've got a feeling you're gonna like this, Lan Zhan.' He chuckles. 'Okay, the clamp might sting a bit, and just warning you, this is a very--

--different kind of pain compared to the ear, alright?' wwx explains.

Lwj nods his head.

'Use your words, sweetheart,' wwx says.

Lwj's breath catches in his throat. 'Yes,' he breathes.

'Good boy,' wwx coos, and lwj is helpless but to shudder from the praise.

'Ok, here we go,' wwx says clamping one nipple. And /oh/ that's a delicious pressure. Lwj already feels his head going fuzzy. Then, he pullllls and lwj gasps out.

'Alright, that's it. Don't move, 3...2...1...breathe for me,' wwx says as he pushes the needle through.

Lwj doesn't curse, but if he did, he would have shouted FUCK right then. Instead, he bites his lip, doing his best to muffle the sounds trying to spill out of his mouth. It fucking /hurt/.

'You're okay,' wwx reassures, quick hands pushing the barbell thru 'You're doing so well.'

Lwj's vision is blurry when wwx pulls his hands away, his cock leaking inside of his pants. His ears feel like they're plugged w cotton and wwx must be talking to him, but he's not hearing it.

Wwx's hands on his face pull him slightly above water.

'Hey, you there?' wwx asks.

Lwj blinks at him, he's so pretty. 'Mn.' It comes out far whinier than he intended.

'Good job. It's done, do you want to do the second one now? Or would you like to wait?' wwx asks. 'I do have to warn you tho--the 2nd one tends to hurt more...'

More? Lwj's skin crawls.

'I want it,' lwj whispers, making wwx take a deep breath, hands shaking where they rest on his knees.

'/Fuck/, Lan Zhan,' wwx grits out. 'Yeah, yeah. Let's do it?' wwx says, reaching back for the supplies.

Lwj lifts a hand, mindlessly placing it on wwx's thigh.

'You wanna hold on, sweetheart?' wwx asks, wicked grin on his face despite the blush on his cheeks.

Lwj licks his lips, 'Yes.' He squeezes wwx's thigh.

'Alright, here we go,' wwx says, placing the clamp again, the same delicious pressure but intensified now.

All of his nerves are on edge.

'Ok, 3...2...1...breathe,' wwx says as he pushes the needle thru again.

Ah, /oh/, he wasn't lying when he said the 2nd hurts more. It's a blinding pain, completely wipes out his vision for a few seconds, and when he comes to--he's shuddering.

When he peels his eyes open, wwx is staring at him, mouth agape. Tremors still wrack his body, and he feels...blissful? What is this feeling? But why is wwx looking at him like that?

'Wei Ying?' lwj asks, and the blush is so startlingly clear on wwx's cheeks.

'Lan Zhan....you--uh,' wwx stammers. Wwx never stammers. Lwj follows wwx's gaze to his crotch and--oh.

He came.

From the piercing.

That's why he was shaking.

Lwj is frozen. Before he can begin to panic, wwx's hands are on his shoulders, rubbing reassuring lines up and down.

'Hey, look at me,' wwx says, and lwj blinks up at him. 'You did well.'

Lwj shudders again, 'But--'

'Shh, no buts. Lan Zhan, they're so cute on you.'

Lwj peeks downward and, oh look at them. They're so pretty. Puffy and red, but the bars glinting thru them is gorgeous.

'Do you like them?' wwx asks.

'Yes--I...think they are cute as well,' lwj replies and wwx beams.

'Good. Let me take you to the back to clean you up?'

Sheepishly, lwj nods. Can't exactly travel home w the mess he's made. Wwx carefully does up the buttons of his shirt, then takes his hand, leading him to the back area.

Wwx whispers to him the entire time, about how well he took it, and how he didn't move, or flinch.

How cute they look, and how nice the sounds lwj makes are.

'Lan Zhan, I gotta tell you. I think it's really fucking hot that you came--don't be shy! Look at me, come. Watching you almost made /me/ come too. Alright? It's nothing to be embarrassed about. I promise.'

'And, I think we can for sure say--you get off on pain, Lan Zhan dearest. I wonder what else makes you tick?' wwx asks w a mischievous glint to his eyes.

Poll #2! Which pain play is wwx gonna suggest first? 4 hours! Let's go!

A close call! But hot wax is the winner! Warning: temperature play, and light discussion of kink + mental health!

Wwx hands lwj a fluffy sweater of his, 'Well, we probably shouldn't do these experiments in the parlor, Lan Zhan, haha.'

Lwj nods his head, makes sense, they are literally in public.

'And, there's some things we need to discuss before going further? Okay?' wwx asks.

'Okay, so what are you looking to explore?' wwx asks.

Lwj thinks it over, he's never explored, well just about anything. He knows he likes men, watched some porn about it, but not much else, this pain thing is new, however.

'I would like to explore pain, and how...it makes me feel,' lwj says. The admission makes him fidget, just a bit.

'Okay, cool, cool. And you want that, with me?' wwx asks.

Lwj nods his head.

'I need you to speak your consent, Lan Zhan. It's very important to me, and to you.'

'Yes, with Wei Ying,' lwj replies, pulling the sweater tighter around his shoulders.

'Good, good. I want that too, Lan Zhan. Actually--I've been dying to get my hands on you, kind of since the moment you walked thru those doors. Like, not in a piercing way,' wwx says w a chuckle

Lwj's cheeks warm. It's comforting to know the initial attraction was mutual.

'So, why do you want to explore pain?' wwx asks, leaning back in his chair, arms behind his head.

Lwj blinks, why? 'Because it is new...'

Wwx gives him a look that says: keep going.

'....and it feels...' lwj says, averting his eyes, '...good.'

Wwx smiles, 'Good job.'

'What about Wei Ying?'

The smile falters just a bit, leaning forward wwx says, 'Ah, well. It feels good, as you probably noticed. But, other than that, well, sometimes I need to be reminded--

--that I'm real?' A chuckle. 'Like, that I'm here? That this body, these limbs, they're mine?' Wwx nods to himself, hand on his chin in thought. 'The pain grounds me, I guess? Brings me back down to earth when my brain's floating up and away.'

Wwx waves his hands, 'But enough about me! Let's move on, let's move on. You've heard of safe words yes?'

'Yes,' lwj replies.

'So, what would you like yours to be? Mine is radish--don't look at me like that,' wwx says after lwj raises one eyebrow.

Lwj thinks for a moment then says, 'Bunny.'

Wwx does /not/ laugh but he does snicker. 'Lan Zhan, ah. You're so cute. I can't wait to take you apart.'

Lwj's not sure if his entirely body is physically capable of blushing, but he thinks he might just find out soon.

They decide to take this to Lan Zhan's apartment. He lives alone, and he would feel safer experimenting in his own space. They make a date--appointment for a week later for wwx to come over and test over their first agreed upon trial: wax play.

Disclaimer: I'm not a professional bdsm lad, I've done light research, please research properly, and thoroughly when practicing bdsm as it can be dangerous. Always play safe friends! Onwards!

Wwx shows up at his door with a light duffle bag and his heart melting smile. Long locks tied up into a messy bun on the top of his head.

In wwx's bag he's brought, a bed sheet, some skin safe low melting point candles, oils, and creams--and snacks?

Lwj can find a reason for everything but the snacks.

Wwx catches him staring at them w a furrowed brow and says, 'Lan Zhan, it's for ambiance.'

'Ambiance' ends up being the 20-30 mins they have to wait before the candles are useable. They get to know each other in the meantime

And wwx explains what they're going to try today.

'Alright, let's get you out of these clothes, yeah?' wwx says after there's a sufficient amount of wax melted.

Nodding, lwj pulls his shirt up and over his head with only a bit of nerves. Wwx has seen his chest already.

The sound of wwx whistling catches his attention.

'Wow, look at these,' wwx says motioning toward lwj's healing nipple piercings. 'They're healing so nicely, so pretty,' wwx coos.

The praise makes lwj feel warm and content.

Continuing, he folds his shirt before placing it on a chair. Wwx watches the entire time.

Pausing at his pants waistband he turns toward wwx, 'Should I remove these?' he asks.

Wwx's tongue darts out to wet his lips, 'Only if you want to.'

Maybe it's the dimmed light, but lwj feels bolder than usual. He dips his thumbs into his joggers, pulling them down, leaving his briefs on. And well, he's already half-hard. Off to a great start.

The heated gaze wwx keeps trained on him makes him shiver.

'Come here,' wwx says

Lwj complies, walking toward his own bed. Wwx had set down the bed sheet he brought, told him it was to minimize mess. The word mess made lwj blush.

'Lay down, get comfty,' wwx tells him. Then he takes out the bottle of baby oil from his bag.

'So, it's easier for later, if I put this on you, is that alright? It's just oil,' wwx says.

Lwj licks his lips, 'Yes, that is alright.'

Wwx smiles at him before pouring some into his hands and rubbing them together. When his hands touch lwj's skin, his stomach swoops.

They're warm, and large, and no one's ever had their hands on his body like this. Wwx rubs in small circles, over his stomach, which dips under the attention when lwj sucks in a startled breath. His shoulders, the tops of his thighs, dangerously close to the crease of his legs.

'As much as I'd /love/ to pour this wax over your pretty nipples, very not recommended for the healing process, so perhaps...next time?' wwx asks, eyebrow raised.

'That is...fine,' lwj replies. He would like a next time, so much, and they haven't even started yet.

'Ah, Lan Zhan, your body is so pretty, really. I could look at it forever,' wwx says as he wipes his hands on a towel nearby. 'Looks even prettier glistening in oil, I must say.' Wwx chuckles and lwj's lips quirk up. He loves the way wwx makes him feel so comfortable.

'Alright, the wax is ready. I'll start slow, alright? You tell me immediately if it hurts too much, or you don't like it, okay?' wwx says.

'Okay,' lwj replies.

'What's your safe word?' wwx asks.

'Bunny,' lwj says, heart hammering in his chest as wwx grabs a candle.

'Good boy,' wwx says, and lwj's head swims.

Wwx tilts the candle, every so slightly, and one fine droplet of wax pours onto lwj's stomach, the initial sting is /hot/ but it cools into a pleasant warmth in a matter of seconds He's helpless to stop the gasp that escapes his throat

'Wow, look at you,' wwx says as he traces the dry wax, it tugs lightly at lwj's skin.

The next drop is larger, it pools on his stomach before running down his right flank in a scathing trail, this one takes longer to cool off, the sting is sharper.

Lwj's breath comes to him in shallow pants, head fuzzy in a delightful way, no thoughts, no worries, just the heat on his skin, and wwx's gaze on his body.

The stomach is one thing, but when wwx moves to his shoulders, he arches into the pours.

Body unconsciously searching for more. Always more. The wax is joined by wwx's roaming hands, which begin to flit about, trailing light patterns on his skin, a mix of hot + cold.

When wwx moves on to lwj's thighs, well.

The first thing wwx notices is the leaking spot on his briefs, where his cock strains against the fabric.

'Oh, Lan Zhan. Enjoying it are you?' wwx asks, brushing the back of his hand along the line of lwj's cock.

Lwj's hips buck up into the touch before he can stop them.

'Yes--yes, Wei Ying,' lwj says, body shaking from adrenaline.

'Mmm,' wwx hums, picking up the candle and holding it over pale, spotless, sensitive thighs.

The first drop is to the tops of the thighs, the sting makes lwj hiss low in his throat, his cock twitches.

It's getting difficult for him to stay still, so much wax tugging at his skin and he just can't help the way he squirms underneath wwx's hands.

A firm hand clamps down on his hips, 'Stay still, sweetheart, I don't want to miss.'

Lwj whines before he can stop himself.

The next drop is on the cusp of his inner thigh, and it drags a searching line down the inside of his thigh, it makes lwj's vision white out, mind gone, he calls out for wwx.

'Wei Ying, please--I'm--' lwj breathes.

Wwx's hands are on him in a heartbeat.

Palming his cock thru his briefs, voice low in lwj's ear.

'Yeah? Does it feel good? Gonna come?' wwx whispers, low and throaty.

Lwj wraps his arms around wwx's neck, pulling him closer so he can bury his face in the junction of wwx's neck, breath him in.

A few more strokes and lwj is coming inside of his briefs, whole body shaking w it. Lwj bites down on wwx's shoulder /hard/ to muffle his sounds and wwx keens against his ear.

Lwj is still shaking as wwx hastily pulls away, undoing the top of his pants, pulling out his own cock. Straddling lwj, he gives himself a few harsh strokes before he's coming hot, and messy all over lwj's stomach.

Lwj watches with lidded eyes, body arching into the warmth.

Wwx shakes above him, falling forward and catching himself with hands one either side of lwj's head.

'Ah, fuck, Lan Zhan, look at you,' wwx says, pulling back to trace a hand through the mess. 'You're beautiful covered in my come.'

Lwj bites his lip not to moan, but he shudders

Lwj squeezes wwx's thighs, feeling soft and pliant in the warm light.

'You did so well, sweetheart,' wwx says leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to lwj's lips.

They both freeze.

Lwj's head is suddenly very clear.

'Ah, Lan Zhan, sorry. I got carried away...'

Lwj blinks. 'It is alright,' he says after a moment.

Wwx pulls off, wiping his hands off before he begins mopping up the mess on lwj's stomach.

'Really, feel free to toss me off of you if I do anything you don't want, I'm quite tossable,' wwx continues.

Lwj has some thoughts about that.

'I did not mind it, rather I--' lwj starts, then stops.

'Hm?' wwx hums.

'I would like for you to kiss me...again. If you wouldn't be opposed,' lwj says, eyes watching wwx's hands.

They stop moving after that.

When lwj looks up, wwx's looking at him, pretty blush sitting on his cheeks.

'You...' wwx starts. 'I--yeah, I wouldn't be opposed,' wwx says w a sly grin.

Lwj licks his lips in anticipation. He felt it the first time, but wwx's lips are /soft/. Impossibly so.

Plush, and full, and warm, and so sweet against his own. Lwj has kissed a few people, rushed, wrong. But, not like /this/. Lwj thought only pain made his head fuzzy and thoughts scatter, but wwx kisses him w adoration, with passion.

When the kiss heats up, wwx licking along the seam of his mouth, pressing closer, there's a mind numbing jolt of pain as wwx accidentally brushes against his still very fresh nipple piercings. Lwj moans against wwx's mouth, biting down onto the plush flesh.

In retaliation, lwj bites onto one of the dual hoops on wwx's lips, tugging it into his mouth to lick at. Wwx's hands shake where they're tangled in lwj's hair and when wwx's tongue joins his, the hard press of the barbell just about undoes lwj.

It clatters against his teeth and lwj wants to bite again. He opts for sucking the piercing into his mouth so he can lave his tongue around in in lazy circles, he loves the feeling of the metal.

When wwx's hips grind against his own they both moan, then freeze again.

Wwx takes a deep steadying breath above him, pulling back.

'You're gonna get real uncomfortable in a few minutes, let's get you cleaned up, beautiful,' wwx says, leaning back in for another chaste kiss.

Lwj hums into it, pliant, and thoroughly sated.

After the clean up, wwx gathers the fuzzy pajamas lwj left out earlier and helps him into it after slathering cooling aloe on his skin, followed by quick kisses to the red blotches. Then he pulls lwj against his chest to spoon him and nuzzles into lwj's long hair with a sigh.

'My pretty Lan Zhan, how was that? How are you feeling?' wwx asks, rubbing circles into lwj's hip bones w his thumb.

Lwj leans back against his warmth. 'Good, I liked it. Wei Ying is very skilled.'

Wwx's chuckle reverberates against him.

'Really, it's not me. It's this gorgeous body of yours, makes me want to make such a mess of it,' wwx says voice dipping low again.

Lwj hums, basking in the compliments.

'I'm really enjoying this, Lan Zhan,' wwx tells him and lwj can't help but agree.

'What's next?' wwx asks.

Poll #3! Piercing vs more pain play.

Some vocab: spreader bar is just a straight bar you tie your partners arms or legs to to keep them in place, usually held open ;) can be used for a variety of positions.

Alright friends, i am back. Spreader bar won by A LOT. I will be adding other elements into the play, nothing nuts, tw // potential blood in a sexy way, not gorey. Just covering my bases here.

Additionally: Speed healing lwj's nipple piercings so we can get on w it!

What's next is wwx showing up at lwj's door with another duffle bag.

'Wei Ying,' lwj greets at the door, stepping aside to allow him inside.

'Hi, Lan Zhan. You're not gonna believe what I found on sale,' wwx says as he enters, setting down his bag with a huff.

Wwx doesn't allow a guess, just continues on.

'These things are /so/ expensive, but i've wanted one forever,' wwx says as he rifles around in the bag. From it he pulls two black metal poles with dangling cuffs on either side.

Lwj blinks.

'They're /adjustable/!' wwx delights.

Lwj does not know what it is.

'And they're my color, usually only the ugly silver ones are on sale. Gross,' wwx continues, pulling other misc items out of his bag.

'What is it?' lwj asks, curiosity eating at him.

Wwx blinks up at him from the floor.

'It's a spreader bar, Lan Zhan,' wwx replies.

Lwj can't remember seeing one in any of the videos he'd watched.

'I brought some other stuff you might like, as well. Where do you wanna...?' wwx trails off.

'Bedroom, like usual,' lwj replies, leading the way.

Once there wwx plops his supplies down on the bed.

'Alright, sweetheart. After last time, I think it's pretty clear we've got some good chemistry going on. I want to touch you, can I?' wwx asks, oddly shy after everything.

Lwj nods his head, he trusts wwx. 'Wei Ying may.'

And he can't deny the desire he feels coursing under his skin to touch wwx as well. He wants this, whatever wwx is willing to give him.

'Good, good. I'm gonna make you feel so good, Lan Zhan,' wwx whispers. 'Now, strip.'

Just the command makes lwj warm.

He complies, folding his clothes neatly and setting them aside. He's not yet hard his soft cock resting against trim dark hair.

Wwx lets out a low whistle. 'Wow, look at you. I didn't get to see all of you last time. You're gorgeous, really,' wwx says approaching.

More compliments, lwj delights. It's cold, he tries to cover himself after a moment with an arm but wwx makes a 'tsk tsk' sound making lwj glance up.

'Don't cover yourself,' wwx commands. Lwj blinks, feeling compelled to follow what wwx says, leave his body to his mercy.

Lwj keeps his arms at his side, standing tall.

'Good boy. Now then, this,' wwx says pulling one of the spreader bars into his hands, 'is a spreader bar.' Lwj watches as he hits a notch then pulls it to a longer size. Wwx grins, 'It's adjustable.'

'Your hands go in these,' wwx says jangling the attached black cuffs, and I put the bar at my desired length, keeping your arms, or legs, or both,' wwx pauses to grin, 'at whatever distance I please.'

Lwj swallows, excitement already a dull buzz underneath his skin.

'Now you may have noticed there's two! Well, I want both your hands and legs, exactly where I tell them to be. Sound good so far?' wwx asks.

Being at wwx's mercy /does/ sound good, lwj nods his head with a soft, 'Yes.'

'Good, let's get you into these then,' wwx says.

As he approaches he inspects lwj's body, like he's a specimen at the zoo, a thoughtful look on his face.

'Your skin is so pretty, Lan Zhan. I love marking it up,' wwx says trailing a light finger over lwj's stomach. It dips beneath his tough as lwj gasps. 'Turn around.'

Lwj does.

'Give me your hands,' wwx says with a light tap to lwj's readily presented cheeks.

Lwj does, placing them behind his back and peeking over his shoulder to see wwx's face. Wwx gives him a soft smile and a quick kiss to his shoulder.

'Thank you,' wwx says.

Then he clasps each wrist into a cuff on the bar, adjusting the length so his fists are flush next to each other, comfortable enough not to hurt at first, but gets sorer, and sorer the longer he holds it for.

Wwx presses a kiss to lwj's spine before spinning him bodily.

Wwx gives a lingering kiss to lwj's lips then pulls away.

'Spread your legs,' wwx commands to a still-standing lwj.

Lwj does, parting them incrementally until wwx makes a content noise. It's wider than shoulder length apart. Reaching down wwx cuffs the second bar to both ankle

'Now, you can't move, obviously. So use your safe word, okay sweetheart? Anything you don't like, stop me immediately.'

Lwj nods his assent, 'Yes, Wei Ying.'

'Good, I have so much in store for you,' wwx says with an actual /bite/ to lwj's asscheek. Lwj startles, just a bit.

Wwx starts with a slow assessment of lwj's body. Clinical. It's hard to tell what he's thinking just by watching his face. Lwj stands there, it's all he can do, while wwx circles his nude body, humming to himself all the while.

"So pretty, so pretty," wwx murmurs.

Wwx circles back to his front, eyes set on lwj's chest. A low whistle leaves wwx's pursed lips.

'Wow, look at these. They healed nice, didn't they?' wwx asks quick a soft brush of his fingers.

The piercings are sensitive lwj has realized since they've healed.

The metal bar always makes them perked up and brush against any fabric he wears, it's maddening, the sensation underneath every outfit, thruout all parts of his day. In meetings, at work, in restaurants, all the while: feeling each jolt of arousal with every shift of his body.

It's wildly different now, with wwx's hands upon them. Expert, practiced. At the first flick to the hoop dangling from it lwj groans. It's unexpected.

'Hm? Are they sensitive, Lan Zhan?' wwx asks with a knowing glint to his eye.

'Do not tease, Wei Ying,' lwj grits out.

'Me? Not tease? Lan, Zhan, love, I think you've sorely underestimated my game plane for tonight.'

Lwj shivers at the words.

'I'm going to tease you...' wwx starts as he closes his fingers around the hoop. '...until you can't stand anymore.' A harsh tug to the piercing.

Lwj bites his lip.

'Until you're begging me to let you come,' wwx finishes with another flick. 'Would you like that?' wwx asks with an almost-innocent tilt of his head, would it be if his he didn't hold lwj's sensitive nipple in a vice grip.

Lwj doesn't answer.

Wwx twists next and lwj's vision whites out for a second, breath coming in harsh pants, heat licking it's way down his body to his steadily filling cock which is just beginning to leak where it stands.

'I asked a question,' wwx says, voice deeper than lwj's ever heard it.

'Hhh, Wei Ying. Yes,' lwj doesn't whine, but it's close.

'Good boy, good boy,' wwx pats his cheek affectionately before turning back to his supply bag and fishing around.

Lwj watches with baited breath. When wwx returns he's holding something small with a wire attached to it.

'Now then. I need something to hold this...' wwx thinks aloud glancing around the room. His gaze settles on the white ribbon lwj always wears in his hair.

'Aha!' Wwx pulls it free from where it's wrapped around his ponytail. 'Perfect.'

When wwx opens his hand lwj blinks at it.

It's purple, and about as long as his pinky....and a cylinder? What is it? The confusion must show on his face bc wwx laughs, long and loud.

'Oh my god, you really haven't experimented at /all/. This--' wwx holds up the object, 'is a bullet vibrator.'

'And this--' wwx holds up lwj's hair ribbon, 'is what I'm gonna use to tie it to your cock.'

Lwj shudders, cock already flushed and leaking. It twitches at wwx's words. Turning it on the lowest setting lets a dull buzz flit thruout the room, it makes lwj's blood buzz w it.

'Hold still,' wwx warns and then he drops to his knees, lwj's cock obscenely large next to his small-framed face. The sight makes him twitch, just barely brushing wwx's cheek.

Wwx raises an eyebrow at him. 'You like me on my knees, baby?'

Lwj nods his head fervently.

'Haha, good. Well as much as I'd love you to fuck into my mouth--I've got other plans for tonight,' wwx says while his nimble hands set the vibrator against lwj's cock, tucked just below the head, and he fastens the ribbon.

The first feeling of vibration rips a moan out of lwj.

Startled, he goes to move a hand to cover his mouth--but he can't. He pulls against the restraints for a quick moment, something trickling down his chest at the inability to move. The loss of control.

'Now, now, Lan Zhan. Behave,' wwx says with a slow lick to lwj's tip.

Lwj's breath quickens, he leaks an embarrassing amount against wwx's lips, who licks them, like it's his favorite meal. Then he stands and it's just the dull buzz against his cock and wwx circling again.

It's /a lot/. Lwj's legs shake slightly and wwx notices.

'Shaking already? Lan Zhan, ah, we've only just begun,' wwx says with a salacious smile.

Lwj hums, then takes a deep breath to steady himself. Then wwx is back and his hands are everywhere and so is his mouth. Quick fingers tug and twist at his piercings and that mouth--

Those sharp teeth he always flashes when he smiles. They bite onto any bit of flesh they can. Favoring the soft junction of lwj's neck where it meets his shoulder. Each bite is followed with a harsh suck, blood blooming underneath the skin like a million tiny flowers.

His body jerks unconsciously, pulling against his restrains and his arms begin to ache, legs wobbly where he's standing.

'Hm, let's see,' wwx says as he reaches for the vibrator, brushing along lwj's length cruelly, but offering no additional friction. He notches higher.

The buzz is far more intense now, it sucks the air out of lwj's lungs in a gasp.

'Good boy, still standing. Look at you, you're leaking so much. So wet for me,' wwx says, smearing the liquid accumulated on the head of lwj's cock with his thumb.

'Wanna get you wetter,' wwx says.

Lwj breathes out a soft moan, licking his lips in anticipation. Wwx leave momentarily to rifle thru his bag again. Returning with a bottle of lube in hand. That, at least, lwj recognizes.

'Hold this for me?' wwx asks, then laughs, hand over his mouth in mock surprise.

'Oh that's right, you can't,' wwx says with another circle of lwj's body, a quick slap of his hand to his ass. Wwx pauses there, running his hand lightly over the curve of it.

'What a cute ass you've got,' wwx comments. Lwj tries to peek over his shoulder to see wwx's face.

Wwx's fingers dip into the crevice, then back out. Lwj breathes out a sigh.

'And these thighs,' wwx continues, trailing his fingers along wide muscular legs. 'So strong....hm....I wonder...' wwx trails off. There's the tell-tale sound of the lube bottle being opened.

The sound of pants being shoved down, the squirt of liquid into wwx's hands, and then those hands are on lwj's thighs. Slicking up wherever they touch. Cold drops of lube are squeezed from above lwj's crease, and it drips down, over his hole, down to his balls. Lwj shakes.

It's sloppy, and wet, it trickles down his legs and he wants to wipe it. 'Wei Ying,' lwj breaths.

Wwx chuckles. 'Hold still, sweetheart,' wwx says.

Then wwx reaches down to the spreader bar between lwj's ankles. A quick press of the button and he drags lwj's legs closed.

Re-locking it there. Another assessment. 'Hm, let's see, how can you brace yourself...'

Brace himself? Wwx thinks better of it.

'Ah, /I'll/ just hold onto you,' wwx says as he takes a grasp of the bar holding lwj's arms apart, pulling them back to a painful degree.

A familiar fog creeps in, lwj feels unmoored. He's off-balance with his feet so close together, but wwx holds him tight, arching his spine in a delightful curve.

Then, there's the hot length of wwx's cock sliding between his closed thighs, over his perineum, against his balls.

Wwx moans against his shoulder. 'Oh, fuck. Press your thighs together for me, baby.'

Lwj tries, they're already pressed so close together as it, his entire body strained to hold the position, fatigue slipping into his bones.

When wwx begins truly fucking into the tight space--

--lwj is jostled with each moment. The growing ache turns into pain and his vision swims. It's everywhere, he can't escape the onslaught of sensation. When wwx begins biting /hard/ into the skin of lwj's shoulder, he knows he won't last long.

Wwx continues fucking.

And with the next /harsh/ bite, that lwj can feel his skin /break/ on, blood trickling free. He's gone. Coming hot, and uncontrollably, body tremoring while wwx chases his own release between lwj's thighs.

It's not long before he comes too with a groan of lwj's name.

Lwj is shaking. Arms and legs still strapped, wwx's come dripping down his oiled thighs. It's a mess.

There's a press of lips to the back of his neck and the cuffs on his wrist loosen. The release is almost painful in itself, the ache of his shoulders a fresh reminder.

Wwx continues his tiny kisses as lwj pulls his arms in front of him, letting the blood flow. His hands tingle, pins and needles, he flexes them a few times.

Lwj can't register the kisses, he's in a far-off land, floating, not really here.

Wwx reaches for the bullet next.

Turning it off before untying the ribbon, giving lwj a few languid strokes of the last of his come which makes lwj shudder against him.

The ankle cuffs are next, and lwj would really like to sit down.

Wwx is quick, prepared, a fresh rag is produced out seemingly nowhere.

Meticulous in how he cleans the mess he made between lwj's legs, murmuring all the while, soft words that lwj can't hear.

Once he's clean wwx guides him back to his bed, wrapping his arms around him like they had the last time they had a scene. It's warm, comforting.

Wwx strokes his hair and tells him how good he's been until lwj can process some semblence of thoughts again.

Lwj presses a quick kiss to wwx's hand where they've intertwined them.

'Hm? Is my Lan Zhan finally back from outer space? wwx asks, an answering kiss to lwj's shoulder.

'Mn,' lwj hums coming back to his senses, he realizes wwx is still dressed. He turns around, affronted. 'Take these off,' he demans.

Wwx laughs, pressing a quick kiss to lwj's lips. 'Yes, yes, as his majesty wishes.'

Quickly, he sheds his clothes and snuggles back.

They stay pressed together for the rest of the night, wwx drawing lazy patterns in lwj's skin with the press of his fingertips.

After a while wwx speaks. 'Hey, Lan Zhan, uh. How would you feel about doing this exclusively with me?'

Lwj's eyelashes brush against wwx's neck when he blinks. 'I do....exclusively do this with Wei Ying.'

Wwx's hands are restless on his back. 'No, yes. I mean--not like, um, /this/, but like, you know, /this/.' Each 'this' said with different inflection.

Lwj is not following.

'Wei Ying, what--'

'I mean, like be my boyfriend, Lan Zhan,' wwx blurts, then back pedals. 'If you want--I mean if that's like something you'd be into--'

Lwj smiles against wwx's neck. He thought he would never ask.

'Wei Ying, yes,' lwj breathes. 'Yes.'

Ok!! That's a wrap (don't be silly wrap your will--) folks!

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