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They dragged the Yiling Laozu to Gusu Lan kicking and gnashing his teeth. Partway through the journey, three cultivators struggled to hold him down while a fourth yanked his head back by his hair to secure a muzzle over his face. When he was captured, they had already bound and gagged him to avoid any chance of him whistling and summoning a corpse to free their master by any means necessary. The gag had prevented any corpses from tearing out his captor's throats with their teeth, while the muzzle kept Wei Wuxian from tearing out his captor’s throats with his teeth.
When word had spread that the Yiling Laozu was going into heat, many people had the same stunned reaction: “The Yiling Laozu is an omega?”
The shock was followed by a mix of quiet murmuring. No one wanted to be heard, but everyone wanted to make their opinion known- opinions that carried a mix of smug righteousness, disbelief, and amusement.
For the Sect leaders, this revelation came as a pleasant surprise. Suddenly, the Yiling Laozu didn’t feel like such a grave threat. The sect leaders chuckled and shook their heads at the fact they had been so afraid of something so harmless all this time. Sure, he had the power to raise the dead, but once he was thoroughly knotted, claimed, and bred, there would be nothing to worry about.
But then the question arose: who would be the one to tame the great Yiling Laozu? Having the Yiling Laozu under your command was a great enough boon as it was, but having him as your omega, unable to disobey your word, was the greatest asset a sect could have. Jin Guangyao was, unsurprisingly, the first to offer his services. Having an omega like Wei Wuxian in his harem would not only make him look more powerful as a sect leader but as an alpha too. Subjugating the Yiling Laozu would certainly reflect quite well on one’s dominance as an alpha.
The sect that no one expected to put in their bid for the Yiling Laozu, however, was the Gusu Lan Sect, and yet theirs was more persistent and stubborn than any other, refusing to back down. While Jin Guangyao certainly had enough money to outbid them, the political situation among the sects was still precarious, and Jin Guangyao reluctantly withdrew, not willing to upset one of their best allies.
And so the Yiling Laozu’s fate was sealed, and the man was forcibly subdued. They had sent over a small army to retrieve him, and the only reason they were able to succeed was because the man was confused and weakened by preheat. But Wei Wuxian did not go down easily, and he had the blood-encrusted robes and mouth to show for it. A feral, cornered omega could be quite the tenacious fighter.
When the entourage and their reluctant prisoner finally arrived at their destination, Wei Wuxian had to be dragged out of the carriage the same way he was dragged in: reluctantly and fighting with every ounce of strength he had left. He wasted no time in struggling and yanking at his binds and was sure to make it as difficult as possible for his captors to bring him to whichever alpha had the good fortune to mate him. If he could not escape, at least he could do this much.
His plan was thwarted when he got the barest barest whiff of sandalwood, before feeling a large, heavy hand on the back of his neck and the Lan body-locking spell overtake his limbs.
He unwillingly went limp and he could feel the shame and anger and humiliation he had been feeling since Wen Qing informed him he was entering his first preheat in years welling up inside of him, so powerful it threatened to choke him. Part of him wished it would, even death would be preferable to this mortifying treatment.
Finally, after having been made immobile and carried through the Cloud Recesses, he was unceremoniously dropped onto a bed. The body-locking spell was undone, but all it allowed him to do was continue to struggle uselessly against his binds. The sandalwood scent was overpowering here, and Wei Wuxian hated how much the strong scent of alpha made him quiver and struggle to hold onto rational thought.
Raising his eyes toward the figure standing in front of him, he was unsurprised to see the illustrious Hanguang-Jun staring right back at him. It had been a long time, but he couldn't ever forget that scent.
Frankly, he was quite surprised to see him. Was he here to prepare him for the man who would be violating him? His guess was it would be a Lan elder; which one, he wasn’t sure, but he shuttered at the idea of it being Lan Qiren.
He glared upward with furrowed eyebrows at a person he once considered his friend, shooting daggers with his eyes even when Lan Wangji knelt down to his eye level, trying to hide the hint of fear that had crept up on him now that the realness of his situation had set in.
Wei Wuxian jerked away violently when Lan Wagnji’s hands came up to cup his head and gently undo the muzzle covering the lower half of his face- one hand in his hair to angle his head and the other undoing the clasp- but Lan Wangji just shushed him and tightened his grip, his gentle handhold in Wei Wuxian’s hair turning painful.
“Be calm,” he commanded, his first words since Wei Wuxian’s arrival, and Wei Wuxian bit into the gag to quell his desire to snap at Lan Wangji. Who could be calm in this situation?
The scariest part, was that the smell and presence of a strong alpha was starting to make it difficult to be scared, and the part of him that demanded freedom was starting to slip from his head. He clung to it with all of his might.
To his surprise, Lan Wangji finally pulled off the muzzle that was the only thing standing between him and Wei Wuxian trying his best to maul him even with the cloth gagging his mouth.
But he didn’t stop there. Not even bothering to undo the tightly done knot, Lan Wangji simply ripped the fabric of the gag, leaving Wei Wuxian finally able to speak but without words. Was he trying to set him free? Was he taking pity on the pathetic omega?
For some reason, the thought just made him burn with anger even more.
Spitting out the cloth and ignoring how much his jaw ached after being held in such an awkward position as well as having his teeth clenched and grinding into the gag the whole way there, Wei Wuxian didn’t go to whistle, not yet.
Instead, he lunged forward, teeth aching to sink into Lan Wangji as the man had once done to him while stuck in a cave facing the Xuanwu of Slaughter; for what purpose, not even Wei Wuxian was sure, he just knew he had to make Lan Wangji bleed. For the injustices he had faced, for the indignities he had been put through, to see Lan Wangji’s calm facade shatter.
He didn’t get far, and he ended up frozen mid-air, jaw snapping down upon nothing. He didn’t have much leverage, with his arms and feet still bound, but he should have still been able to make it to the man kneeling in front of him. It took him a moment to realize what had happened. Just as he had been moving forward, a large and steady hand had wrapped around the back of his neck and then tightened, anchoring him in place.
Lan Wangji was scruffing him.
Wei Wuxian burned in humiliation and shame and the combination of the two as Lan Wangji’s tight grip made it hard for him to breathe. His body went limp in Lan Wangji’s grip, hanging like a puppet with its string cuts, no matter how hard he fought against it. An uncontainable whimper made its way up his throat, to his chagrin, as he hung lax in Lan Wangji’s grip, only the strong fingers gripping the back of his neck keeping him upright.
Wei Wuxian wiggled, trying to fight it, but everything was working against him, his own body, his surroundings, Lan Wangji, and soon, his own mind would as well.
“Why-” he gritted out as forcefully as he could. “Why are you doing this.”
Lan Wangji didn’t flinch at his words or his fruitless struggle. Instead, his free hand reached into his sleeve and took out an object that gleamed in the light. Wei Wuxian’s blood ran cold when he realized what it was: it was another muzzle. But this time, it was made of metal, with the steel of it crossing over each other like the bars of a cage.
Weak from preheat and pliant in Lan Wangji’s hold, the man began to strap the muzzle to Wei Wuxian’s face.
“I am preparing Wei Ying.” He finally said in response to his question.
Preparing?? Preparing for what? For some Lan elder to come in and have their way with him?
This way, he would be able to speak with some difficulty, and it wouldn’t limit his noises, which made no sense to Wei Wuxian. Did Lan Wangji not realize what havoc he could wreak with his mouth, even locked behind a cage like this?
As if reading his mind, Lan Wangji advised him, “This room is entirely soundproof. No corpses will hear your call.”
No people will hear your cries, either was left unsaid.
Lan Wangji’s expression shifted in a way that would be imperceptible to anyone who hadn’t spent an entire summer goading him and watching for the most minute reaction, and Wei Wuxian would say it almost looked pleased. A shutter ran through him, and Wei Wuxian told himself it was from fear.
Once the muzzle was secured tightly around his head, Lan Wangji reached for Wei Wuxian’s robes. The panic fully set in, and that’s Wei Wuxian began truly struggling- thrashing and pulling at the ropes to the point of hurting himself.
“Be calm.” He repeated.
Wei Wuxian was past listening; he kicked his feet out as best he could with bound legs and pulled his arms underneath him, determined to crawl no matter how demeaning it might look. Lan Wangji waited for a beat, let him start to squirm away, and then wrapped an impossibly large hand around a slender ankle and yanked him back towards him.
“Your heat is about to start. Do not struggle, you might hurt yourself.”
Lan Wangji was right . He could feel himself starting to get wet between his legs. His heart was racing and he couldn’t tell if it was from fear or arousal or both. The wires in his brain were starting to cross, and while he was still focused on escape, part of his brain was whispering wouldn’t it be easier just to let it happen? To let an alpha take care of you?
He fought off that part of his brain by snapping and snarling at Lan Wangji through the muzzle. It was futile, and mostly for show, but Wei Wuxian needed it to remind himself of why letting someone mate and claim him was a bad idea.
Fuck, that sounded so good .
Lan Wangji ignored his struggle the way one would ignore a small cat throwing a hissy fit. “You’ll be calm once you’ve been knotted and bred.” He remarked, mostly to himself.
He didn’t want that, he didn’t want that , but despite himself, Wei Wuxian’s body yearned for it, and the slick leaking out of him only increased.
“Lan Zhan,” Wei Wuxian tried again. “Do you hate me so much that you would let some elder from your clan take advantage of me like this?” He knew that Lan Wangji had a good heart, and he truly believed that they had had something akin to friendship when they were younger.
Evidently what he said was wrong, because a look darker than he had ever seen grew on Lan Wangji’s face. “No one will be ‘taking advantage’ of Wei Ying but me.”
Wei Wuxian’s brain short-circuited for a moment. The great Hanguang-Jun was the one they had sent to be his mate? How had Lan Qiren ever agreed to something like that?
“Why…” was all that he could get out, too many questions trying to force their way out of him all at once.
“I want Wei Ying to be safe.” Lan Wangji replied simply, as if that cleared everything up.
The overwhelming scent of sandalwood that already permeated the room grew thicker, becoming so dense and oppressive that Wei Wuxian’s entire body started to feel heavy, like the air itself was pressing down on him and telling him to give up.
The gentle warmth that had been plaguing Wei Wuxian over the course of the past three days was quickly intensifying into a fever and spreading throughout his body, burning everything in his path. Distantly, he could feel his slick start to soak through his clothes. His heat was here.
“Lan Zh’n,” Wei Wuxian slurred. His inability to think straight seemed to have affected his ability to speak clearly as well. “Please, don’ do this.”
Lan Wangji’s gaze softened for a moment, filling with affection that Wei Wuxian had never seen from him before. On anyone else, it could have been called a loving gaze, but on Lan Wangji, at that moment, Wei Wuxian saw only a manic possessiveness.
“This is what is best. I am doing this to save you,” he insisted.
With that, he began to tear at Wei Wuxian’s robes. Literally, he tore at them. There was no way for Lan Wangji to get his clothes off properly without removing the bindings, and he didn’t seem inclined to do so. They would be pointless soon, though, as Wei Wuxian was losing all power in his limbs, and his desire to escape was getting harder to focus on.
All of him was being revealed to Lan Wangji- his flushed chest and aching nipples, his thighs that were shiny with slick, his cock that was dripping nearly as much as his hole, his hole that must be flushed red and swollen and twitching.
Despite being clouded over by lust and confusion, the will to struggle remained. Wei Wuxian couldn’t remember why he was struggling exactly, but he clung to the feeling like a lifeline.
Lan Wangji rolled him onto his stomach, and he resisted the instinctual urge to present himself and instead snarled against the muzzle. It seemed to be the wrong move, though, as Lan Wangji seemed to enjoy their fight, seemed to like making him submit, like a predator animal playing with their meal before indulging.
Wei Wuxian squirmed with all of his might, which, admittedly, wasn’t much, until he made the mistake of wiggling backward and pressed against something that made him freeze. Oh. Oh . That was Lan Wangji’s cock. Even through the fabric, it felt massive, and scorching with heat that matched the one inside of Wei Wuxian. It was pressed into the cleft of his ass, and he could feel the weight and heft of it so close to his fluttering hole that he had to bite his lip to keep himself from suddenly begging for it.
Something that big… an alpha as powerful and virile as Lan Wangji… surely he would get pregnant on the first try. Surely all it would take was one round of Lan Wangji knotting him full ad filling him with his seed for it to take.
He had to bite back a sob at how much he wanted it.
As a last-ditch effort, a last attempt to regain his sanity, he threw all of his body weight backward, attempting to knock himself into Lan Wangji who was leaning over him. But like all of his attempts at fighting thus far, it backfired on him. His weight was used against him to slam him back into the ground, pressing the muzzle uncomfortably into his face from where it dug into his skin.
A hand pressed between his shoulder blades, keeping him pinned no matter how he twisted or turned. And finally, Lan Wangji used the opportunity to press his chest down against him, and sunk his teeth into the back of his neck.
Wei Wuxian heard a wounded, animal howling, and it took him a moment to place that sound as coming from him. His body went completely limp, every part of him going pliant, and the fight drained out of him, completely. He would have preferred the body-locking spell again, because at least he wouldn’t have to grapple with the fact that it was at the will of his own body that he was relenting so completely
Lan Wangji removed his teeth, licking at the blood sluggishly oozing from the bite mark he had left behind. Behind him, Wei Wuxian could hear the rustle of fabric, but it didn’t dawn on him what it was until he felt the heavy weight of Lan Wangji’s cock smack against his left ass cheek. It felt even bigger and hotter not hidden away in his robes. Wei Wuxian had no idea how it was supposed to fit inside him, all he knew was that he wanted it more than anything- he needed it inside as much as he needed air.
Too weak still to do much more, Wei Wuxian tilted his hips up as best he could in an invitation, the closest he could get to presenting with his body so unresponsive. Lan Wangji seemed to appreciate it nonetheless, and thrusted against him a few times in response. Not pressing inside him just yet, but sliding his cock against where Wei Wuxian was wet and open, wetting his cock with his slick. The head of his cock caught on Wei Wuxian’s hole on each pass by, clenching and trying to pull it inside. Wei Wuxian let out a pitiful sob.
Why was his alpha being so mean to him? Hadn’t he finally submitted? Didn’t he deserve a reward? He was so empty it hurt.
“Alpha…” It was all he could make out, but it seemed to be enough for Lan Wangji.
Pausing just long enough to line up the fat head of his cock with Wei Wuxian’s aching, needy hole, Lan Wangji snapped his hips forward, impaling Wei Wuxian fully and bottoming out of the first thrust.
Too big, too big, too big!
He could hear that wounded animal noise again
Wei Wuxian had never had something like this inside him before, he had never had something inside of him, at all, save for two hesitant fingers during his previous heats. And Lan Wangji was a lot thicker than his fingers. Despite being made for this, being made to take him, and his body being so wet and open, it was still an unbelievable stretch. It hurt and stung, but also it felt so right.
Pausing not to let Wei Wuxian adjust, but to grind his hips into him, Lan Wangji rutted even deeper inside. Wei Wuxian couldn’t breathe. It was like all of the air had been forced out of his lungs to make room for Lan Wangji’s cock, like Lan Wangji was remaking his body to fit him. It felt scorching even to his heated insides, and the thickness was so much more apparent when forced into such a small place.
Sliding his cock out almost all the way to the point where Wei Wuxian feared for a second he might leave him empty again, Lan Wangji fucked back inside and immediately set a punishing pace like he didn’t care if Wei Wuxian could take it or not. He chased his pleasure in Wei Wuxian’s body and used him like, like… a toy.
Wei Wuxian knew he shouldn’t find it so arousing but he could stop the whine he made at the thought.
The wet sound of his slick mixed with the precum Lan Wangji was leaking directly inside of Wei Wuxian echoed in the room every time Lan Wangji fucked back in and it was possibly the most embarrassing thing he had ever heard, even more so than the noises he was unable to keep inside. It was as if he couldn’t close his mouth, despite the muzzle stopping him from opening it all the way, he strained against it and laid there crying out like he was being murdered and drooling onto the blanket. His teeth ached to sink into something, but with the muzzle strapped to his face, he couldn’t even bite down on the blanket in front of him and instead just panted into it mindlessly.
The worst part of all of this, even worse than the loss of face he was experiencing, was that it felt so good . Everything about Lan Wangji’s harsh and merciless thrusts into his felt like exactly what his body needed. Lan Wangji made sure to hilt his entire cock in each time, rubbing against a spot that made his brain white out on the way in, and sometimes pausing for a heartbeat to grind into him to emphasize how deep he was. Each time he did, it made Wei Wuxian’s body buzz with pleasure and made him let out a high-pitched keen, like it was being fucked out of him.
His muscles were fluttering, like they were trying to draw Lan Wangji in further despite the fact that there was nothing left to give. He needed something more. It was too much and it wasn’t enough and he needed more and it hurt but it was the best thing he had ever felt. He noted distantly that tears were joining the drool that was wetting his face and he was letting out pitiful sobs each time he was filled.
The next time Lan Wangji filled him up all the way, something told him to slide a hand over his lower belly. He needed something there. What he got was the feeling of his normally flat stomach distended with a small bump. He ran his hand over it in confusion, and it wasn’t until Lan Wangji pulled out and it disappeared that he pieced together what it was. Lan Wangji was so big and filling him up so much that his body had to rearrange itself for his cock. He could feel it in his stomach.
It was horrifying, the way his body was being molded for Lan Wangji’s use, and it made him jerk and come all over himself.
Lan Wangji didn’t pause, fucking him through the orgasm and drawing it out until it was painful, his oversensitive nerves still being grated against. His rim was puffy and sore, each thrust in felt like it was stretching him beyond capacity, and his throat hurt from crying. Despite this, despite the fact that it was too much, his body didn’t want Lan Wangji to stop. It needed something more.
When he felt the swelling base of the cock that was currently remaking his body, he understood what that something was.
He needed to be knotted. He needed to be filled and claimed and bred, The only thing that could truly relieve an omega in heat was an alpha’s knot, and every part of his body was begging for it.
Struggling through the brain fog, Wei Wuxian tried to remember how to use words. His jaw ached and his mouth felt like it was filled with cotton despite how much saliva he was producing.
“ Please ,” he begged, hoping his alpha would understand what it was he was asking for. Didn’t his alpha know his body better than he did, after all? “Please, please, please, please!”
Lan Wangji grunted in response, speeding up his pace so much that Wei Wuxian’s ass smarted where Lan Wangji’s hips smacked against it as he fucked him raw. But it didn’t matter, because Wei Wuxian could feel the base of Lan Wangji’s cock swelling, starting to catch on his rim with every pull-out.
Wei Wuxian let his eyes roll back and let his body melt even further, content with the knowledge that his alpha knew what he needed and would give it to him in due time. He didn’t have to struggle anymore, he just had to lie there and let his alpha take care of him.
Sure enough, as his cock got harder and harder to pull out, Lan Wangji’s thrusts decreased until he was just humping into Wei Wuxian’s needy hole, not even trying to remove himself all the way. Wei Wuxian’s fingers curled into the blanket for purchase, unable to do anything but let out hitched breaths and take it.
Finally, finally, Lan Wangji gave one last brutal thrust forward and stayed put as his knot swelled enough to lock them together, and it only took one more press forward before Lan Wangji was coming, spilling his seed into Wei Wuxian.
The feeling of wet heat filling him was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Lan Wangji’s cum directly coated the inside of his hole while it milked his cock for everything it had, filling him until he felt bloated with it, was the most blissful thing he had ever felt.
Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, Wei Wuxian let out a scream as he felt teeth sink into his neck. The sudden pain and pleasure of a mating bite made him cum a second time, wetting the sheets with what his cock had left. Lan Wangji clamped his jaw around his scent gland and refused to let go, letting Wei Wuxian’s blood well up around his teeth while he let the bond take. Finally, once he was satisfied that Wei Wuxian was fully and unquestionably his, he unclenched his jaw, using his tongue to lick broad swipes over the bloodied shoulder, more gently than Wei Wuxian expected.
His body ached all over, his rim was sore, his arms hurt where they were still tied in front of him, and his neck stung. But despite this, he had never felt so sated and satisfied in his life. His heat was still there, but it had calmed for the time being, satisfied with the knot and the claim.
As if he could read his mind, Lan Wangji very carefully and slowly- mindful not to tug on where they were tied together- maneuvered Wei Wuxian onto his back. For the first time since this started, they were able to properly lock eyes. Lan Wangji’s gaze was filled with some earnest emotion that Wei Wuxian could not and did not want to identify.
With more gentleness and kindness than Wei Wuxian had been shown since he was snatched from the burial mounds, and possibly even long before that, Lan Wangji undid the ties that had been binding his arms together and proceeded to massage his sore and bruised wrists. To his horror and for reasons he could not explain, Wei Wuxian felt his eyes suddenly start to burn and brim with tears. He blinked the back as fast as he could and told himself it was just the heat hormones messing with him. Lan Wangji did not comment.
Finally, and against all expectations- Lan Wangji undid the metal cage that he himself had placed around his face and turned his head to the side, bearing his neck to Wei Wuxian.
Wei Wuxian looked at him in confusion, trying to piece together what he was doing. It was only necessary for an alpha to bite an omega to be bonded, and an omega claiming an alpha was purely for personal reasons. It showed commitment or love or mutual respect.
Wei Wuxian wasn’t sure if there were any of those things present between the two of them, but Lan Wangji looked serious and adamant.
Too weak to sit up, Lan Wangji kindly brought his body closer to Wei Wuxian until he was almost lying on top of him, the pale unblemished skin of his neck presented right in front of him.
Wei Wuxian felt the familiar tingle in his teeth that he had been feeling since this damned heat began, and finally, he was able to do what he had been aching to do this whole time.
Lifting his head as much as his shaky body would allow, Wei Wuxian surged upward and sank his teeth into Lan Wangji’s neck, clamping down until he tasted blood. It was perfect and filled him with a sense of completion, like this was where his teeth belonged.
Once satisfied he had made a mark to rival the one on his neck, he mirrored Lan Wangji’s behavior and pulled back the slightest bit to lick at the wound, resisting the instincts that told him to bite down again. He knew better than to take more than what was being offered.
Wei Wuxian let his head flop back onto the soft blanket below him, and he saw Lan Wangji sitting above him, the bite in his neck still slowly leaking blood. As soon as they made eye contact, both their mouths smeared with blood, it was Lan Wangji’s turn to surge forward and smash their mouths together in the most violent kiss Wei Wuxian had ever had (well, he only had one other to compare it to, but that one had been fairly aggressive as well). Lan Wangji nipped at his lip hard enough to make it bleed, making more blood spill between them, and then forced his tongue into Wei Wuxian’s mouth, tasting his own blood and letting Wei Wuxian taste his as well.
Once he had had his fill of licking his own blood from Wei Wuxian's mouth and decided it was time for rest, Lan Wangji once again carefully rearranged the two of them. Now instead of his body weight squishing Wei Wuxian, it was Wei Wuxian’s squishing him. He wasn’t mad about this development.
If it had been when he first arrived, Wei Wuxian would have been furious at himself about how calm and safe he felt lying on top of Lan Wangji with the man’s arm wrapped around his waist and his knot still buried inside, but currently, he couldn’t bring himself to feel much of anything at all, save for a satisfaction deep in his bones.
He knew that soon his heat would surge again, and they would have to do this whole process all over again. He knew that after that he would have to face the consequences of being bonded to a Lan and being a kept omega. He wasn’t sure what the future held, and it frightened him, but for the time being, he let himself feel protected and drifted off to sleep.