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surprise kiss starter

He bit his lip as he stared at Sizhui, rolling it between his teeth. Did he do this? Did he risk ruining everything for just a moment to know what it would be like? Jingyi didn’t want to ruin things with Sizhui. That was his best friend! The closest person in his life! If he was reading things wrong and if their friends were wrong, then Jingyi would have to move to a mountain and become a hermit. He’d hate living like that, but it was the only solution if it turned out bad. He wouldn’t want to make Sizhui have to be around him if he made him uncomfortable. 

He let go of his lip, taking a steadying breath before leaving up to kiss Sizhui on the lips. It was only for a moment, but Jingyi knew he’d be thinking about it for ages. He stumbled backwards from Sizhui, feeling his face start to heat up as his best friend seemed to have become broken by the kiss. Shit. Jingyi needed to find a mountain to move to. He totally fucked up, and he would have actually fled if Sizhui hadn’t reached out and gently grabbed his wrist.  “You can forget that if you want to!” Jingyi blurted, needing to make Sizhui understand that whatever he said would go. If he wanted to forget about it, Jingyi was ready to (well no, but he would bury this moment so deep it would only creep up as he tried to fall asleep). If he maybe wanted to kiss more, Jingyi was so ready. “Honest! I should have asked!”

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indie & low activity, side-blog for lan sizhui from mxtx's mo dao zu shi. Pulling from all sources of mdzs and headcanons. penned by J (24+), mature themes ahead.

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[ CLEAN ] - for our muses to shower together after sex, taking turns washing each other

“I didn’t break skin, did I?” Lan Sizhui asked. He was looking over every bite mark he’d left on Jin Ling that night as water rained over their heads, the pressure and temperature set just as Jin Ling liked it. 

Again, Jin Ling waved off his question, assuring Lan Sizhui that no skin had been broken. He went back to washing his hair, mumbling something under his breath before Lan Sizhui stepped closer, his own fingers working in the suds. Jin Ling sighed, tipped his head back and let Lan Sizhui do the work, practically leaning against his partner so that he wouldn’t have to stand any longer, either. Their shower had a built-in seat that Jin Ling had refused to sit in, but as Lan Sizhui watched him sway tiredly and his thighs shake from holding up his own weight, he guided his partner to sit down so that he could continue to clean him up.

“Rest, baobei,” he encouraged. “I have you.”

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[ SLOWLY ] - for receiver to sensually undress sender

“You should take better care of yourself,” Lan Sizhui said quietly. “Here, let me see your shoulders.”

Lan Jingyi huffed as he let Lan Sizhui in close, clearly upset about how sore his muscles had become. Lan Sizhui pressed a kiss to the top of his head, then reached for the belt around his partner’s waist, drawing it away easily. Jingyi let him, head tucked down as though trying to hide while Lan Sizhui slowly untied his robes, drawing away each layer slowly so as to not aggravate his shoulders more. Sometimes Jingyi winced at the movement, and if he did Lan Sizhui quickly kissed his cheeks to assure him, eventually pulling away every layer and folding them neatly. Jingyi stood half-naked, cheeks flushed as Lan Sizhui stepped close again, feeling the warm skin he’d exposed to the cold air.

“Why don’t you lay down, and I’ll massage you?”

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[ TOGETHER ] - for a drabble about our muses having a threesome

Sometimes, Zizhen got into moods. Typically he enjoyed their usual dynamic, and especially enjoyed pushing Lan Sizhui around into making him feel good, but at times he wanted something different. Sometimes, he wanted to command from afar, watching a show put on just for him and able to direct every move with his voice alone. 

When those times happened, they typically reached out. This time, they both had decided to approach Jin Ling and gained a positive response. Rules were laid out, times and dates determined, which led to where Lan Sizhui was now: between Jin Ling’s legs, keeping him held down while he licked and bit wherever he pleased, following Zizhen’s orders to the letter. Jin Ling had already complained more than once, attempting to push back, but was only met with Zizhen’s firm hand and Lan Sizhui’s eager tongue. He’d all but melted now, moaning and squirming as Lan Sizhui ate him out with everything he had, pulling back when Zizhen told him to.

Jin Ling yelled in frustration when he did. Zizhen grinned from where he was sitting, casually pleasuring himself while he watched Lan Sizhui be good for him, listening to every word. It wasn’t until Lan Sizhui pulled back to look that he realized he must have been stopped just before Jin Ling came, like he had been doing the entire night. There were tears escaping the corners of Jin Ling’s eyes and he was trembling, no longer trying to act proud like he had before. Lan Sizhui kissed one thigh to reassure him before swallowing him down when Zizhen told him to, humming happily when Jin Ling released into his mouth immediately. 

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 [ TOGETHER ] - for a drabble about our muses having a threesome

If there was anything Lan Sizhui loved to do, it was making his partner happy. There was little that could be requested of him that he would not enjoy, and when Lan Jingyi finally confessed something he’d been wanting to try, there was no way that Lan Sizhui could say no. He’d been quick to assure and was happy to agree, an excitement filling his veins when he saw just how eager Jingyi was to do this together.

They’d asked someone they knew and trusted together, and that person ended up being Ouyang Zizhen. Not surprisingly, Zizhen had agreed and was eager to start, carefully laying out rules and deciding how they’d work together. No matter what, Lan Sizhui was sure to get Jingyi’s approval on everything, which led him to sitting in a chair watching Zizhen carefully take apart his partner with ease, as if he was experienced in it.

He’d wanted this, but fuck was it difficult to do anything but sit there and watch. He’d been partially restrained by Jingyi’s forehead ribbon, made to observe how Zizhen made Jingyi shake and fall apart without doing anything himself. It felt like torture. All Lan Sizhui wanted to do was make them both melt into the blankets laid upon the inn bed, but instead all that he could do was struggle uselessly against the ribbon binding his wrists in place as Jingyi came again under Zizhen’s talented fingers, unable to deny just how turned on he was.

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[ STRAP ] - for one muse to simulate a blow job on the other's strap

One of Lan Sizhui’s favorite spots to be was between his lover’s legs. He enjoyed the closeness of it, the trust and the taste, the love and care that only he could give in this position. Zizhen loved it as well, often indulging Lan Sizhui whenever he wanted it, even to the point of growing sore. Perhaps that was one reason why he had pulled out a toy to use, one that was anything but unfamiliar to Lan Sizhui.

This one was blue, made specifically for Lan Sizhui, and he was intimately familiar with it. Zizhen was seated high on a comfortable seat, legs spread for Lan Sizhui to get between, and was holding the base steady with one hand. There was a look on his face that gave away just how powerful he felt - it consumed Lan Sizhui until he felt he might melt, trapped in a haze before he’d even gotten his mouth around Zizhen. He panted, his mouth wet with anticipation as he waited for Zizhen to finally tell him to move, and when he did Lan Sizhui wasted no time.

He went down as far as he could, tucking his teeth behind his lips as he pushed. Zizhen gripped his hair to guide him down the unforgiving silicone, the taste not quite pleasant but something that Lan Sizhui could ignore. Praise was whispered to him as he bobbed his head, pushing down further and further, able to smell just how wet Zizhen was as he gripped the thighs bracketing his head tightly. Lan Sizhui glanced up, eager to see just how good he was making his partner feel, and wasn’t disappointed by what he saw in the slightest.