The Tamed

Intoxicated

Lan Wangji's eyes widened as those gestures combined with the words sent a warm buzzing of joy throughout his entire body, "What did you just say?"

There was a brief pause and then Xiao Zhan answered in clear voice, "I said I'm yours."

That sentence was like a bomb exploded inside of Lan Wangji. He tightened his grip on Xiao Zhan's waist unconsciously and buried his face in his hair. His lips forming into an involuntary smile which he couldn't stop, not that he wanted to. Savoring each word that tumbled past his tongue with relish, he repeated slowly before placing a gentle kiss on top of his head, "Mn. You're mine, Wei Ying."

When Xiao Zhan woke up the next day, he felt like he was lying on top of something. Or more precisely someone. He opened his bleary sleep-filled eyes slowly and his gaze went up to see Lan Wangji's face in his field of sight and the man underneath him was keeping a firm grip on his waist with his right hand and another on his upper back. He blinked his eyes rapidly and tried to remember what happened last night. All he knew for certain was that he drank too much wine and he vaguely remembered Lan Wangji placing him onto the bed. His brain was still sluggishly processing on how they ended up in this position.

Shit! This is exactly why alcohol is bad!

He stared at Lan Wangji's sleeping face which looked utterly serene, and his heartstring was tugged so strongly by the sight that he forgot about everything else momentarily. It made the butterflies flutter crazily in his stomach and his cheeks to heat up as his heart melted further into a puddle. He soon realized that Lan Wangji was entirely supporting his entire body weight and attempted to roll over quietly to the side without waking up the sleeping person. However, he failed miserably when the strong arms that snaked around him tightened its grip in reaction. He blurted out in response, "Lan Zhan..."

He heard Lan Wangji groaned softly into the crook of his neck and the breath fanning out over his skin made goosebumps form, his raspy voice asked wearily, "What now?"

Lan Wangji just managed to fall asleep an hour ago after going through a torturous night trying to hold himself together. The whole process was exhausting, and he had been so focused on making sure that he or the other man didn't do anything stupid.

That being said, Xiao Zhan didn't make things easier for him with when he refused to move away from his chest. His hands roamed freely everywhere and every touch or caress that his beloved initiated caused goosebumps to erupt all over his body as if an electric current was going through his veins, driving him almost to the brink of insanity. At times, Lan Wangji was tempted to kiss him senselessly just to relieve the overwhelming feelings coursing within him, but he restrained himself from acting on his desires and tried to ignore those sensation.

Even when Lan Wangji managed to make him lie down by his side, Xiao Zhan would go back to cling onto him tightly and burrow into his chest like a cuddly octopus a few minutes later. Eventually, he just surrendered and let his lover have his way with him.

Xiao Zhan had a satisfied smile when he laid his head on the broad chest that he loved so much while patting it gently. He murmured under his breath sleepily, "So comfortable..."

Lan Wangji could not even say a word, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat as Xiao Zhan's body was pressed tightly against his own and he could feel the heat radiating from his body through the thin fabric of his inner robes. He knew that his lover liked to cuddle, but this was way too much even for him. He could hardly think straight but one thought was clear, he needed to control himself. He needed to lie still and just play dead. Really still. Just lie there for the time being.

A few hours later, when he thought Xiao Zhan was satisfied with using him as a pillow, the man got even more ridiculous. He woke up in the middle of the night, complaining about the heat and decided to remove the final piece of clothing that covered his body. Before he could bare that alluring body of his, Lan Wangji stopped him swiftly and held on to the deep red silky fabric together like it was his lifeline, preventing that article of clothing from slipping off Xiao Zhan's shoulders in time.