The Tamed

Can't stop staring

At the sight of his lover looking expectantly at him made Lan Wangji swallowed the lump forming in his throat as a wave of inexplicable emotions overwhelmed him. What was happening to him? He couldn't seem to handle this. Not after seeing such a breath-taking view. He could feel his insides twisting into knots as his chest started to tighten. He sighed heavily and forced himself to keep breathing normally. He clenched both of his fists tightly under the table hoping that Xiao Zhan wouldn't notice him struggling. He cleared his throat and nodded slightly in reply, "Anything for you."

Xiao Zhan had made some upgrades on the Qiankun bag itself that let him summon his Guqin with a swipe of his hand and it was easier for him to move without his instrument stuck on his back these days. He shook his head slightly to clear his thoughts before beginning to play the music slowly and elegantly. His fingers danced deftly on the strings while the song continued. The soft melody of a familiar song began to drift out of the room and filled the room with a peaceful yet relaxing aura. Forcing himself to focus on the song instead of his lover, Lan Wangji felt a sense of peace come over him. He was so focused that he forgot to look at Xiao Zhan. He didn't dare to.

The music started playing and Xiao Zhan immediately felt better when he heard the familiar melody. His nerves calmed down gradually until he could finally breathe normally again without feeling suffocated.

When the song ended, it left a lingering silence in its wake. Lan Wangji took a few slow breaths before he broke the silence by clearing his throat and turning to look at Xiao Zhan, who seemed to be more relaxed than earlier. With a gentle expression on his face, he asked softly, "Wei Ying, do you feel better?"

The corners of Xiao Zhan's mouth curled upwards as he gave Lan Wangji a gentle smile, "Yes, thank you."

Lan Wangji nodded understandingly before standing up and kept his instrument to his spatial pouch. He was still anxious as he did not want to push the man too far and break his trust. He picked up the abandoned tray and said, "I'll clear this up. Shall I see you in the training ground?"

"Yes, see you there," Xiao Zhan replied easily as he stood up from his seat and watched the other man pick up everything in his peripheral vision.

"Alright," and with that said, Lan Wangji swiftly walked out. He closed the door behind him as gently as he could, but his steps were quick and hurried as he rushed back to the kitchen. His hands were shaking uncontrollably. He had never felt so helpless and at the same time exhilarated. The image was seared onto the back of his eyelids every time he blinked. The wet hair falling around his shoulders, his bare torso exposed in all its glory and his slender, long legs and those mesmerizing curves. His breath hitched. His face flushed in heat and his chest tightened painfully. As much as he wanted to deny it to himself, he knew he was undeniably attracted to his lover. He was completely powerless against his attraction towards the man. He had to stop doing something rash and foolish like taking advantage of Xiao Zhan's vulnerability or even worse, betraying the trust between them if he allowed himself to get carried away. The thought almost sent shivers down his spine. He knew that he would lose everything in return. There would be nothing to protect and he would be alone for eternity. That thought was one he refused to dwell on any longer. He forced himself to ignore the uncomfortable feelings stirring in his stomach and pushed them to the back of his mind. He tried his hardest to suppress the strong emotion that threatened to burst forth from within him. He needed to calm down; he must control himself. He took several deep breaths and tried to force the images of Xiao Zhan's perfectly sculpted body out of his mind. But he knew, deep down inside, that there was no way he would ever get rid of the image of Xiao Zhan's naked figure, no matter how hard he will try. It had become ingrained into his brain.

The moment he laid his eyes on his lover broke his resolve once again. He could feel another blush rising on his cheeks at the memory of Xiao Zhan's smooth skin. He clenched his eyes shut, forcing away his desire to reach out and touch those soft, silky black strands and pull Xiao Zhan into a passionate embrace as they kissed each other senseless.