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Where BAD touching happens

Part of the Guardian transmigration AU – see premise and full timeline here.

Warning: non-con.

Pairing: Ye Zun x Bai Yu (hints of Zhu Yilong x Bai Yu)

Ye Zun leans in, eyes flashing with wicked intention, and presses his mouth against the shell of Bai Yu’s ear. “Bie Laosi,” he whispers, voice low with promise, “I can show you so much more than Gege can.”

Bai Yu attempts to lean back against the couch, desperate for the few inches of distance, but Ye Zun moves faster, hands pinning his wrists down, mouth pressing harshly against Bai Yu’s lips and muffling his soft cry of protest. Ye Zun is all heat and pent up frustration, so unlike Shen Wei’s desperate kiss of longing, Longge’s tentative slide of tongue against lips, or Zhao Yunlan’s playful, false aggressive swipes past the seam of Bai Yu’s lips.

He attempts to kick, one last try of desperation, but Ye Zun shoves him down and leans back against his thighs, his frame just as solid and heavy as Shen Wei's when Shen Wei had Bai Yu pressed up against a wall. A hand palms roughly at his crotch, and Bai Yu feels himself getting hard unwillingly; shame, lust, and fear welling up his chest and getting trap in his throat as he tries to buck Ye Zun off.

Ye Zun tilts his head slightly to the side, the movement eerily reminiscent of Long-ge, except Long-ge had never looked at him with such hunger, never wanted him like this. Bai Yu turns his face away at the smile of triumph on Ye Zun's face, the expression twisting the delicate features into a child-like mask of glee. "You want this, don't you? And he doesn't give it to you, your --" Ye Zun pauses, confusion flashing briefly over his face. "The gege in your world."

There is a clink of metal, followed by a soft thud, as Ye Zun tosses his belt onto the carpet. “Has my brother ever touched you?" Bai Yu shudders as Ye Zun traces circles across this collar bone, ghosting touches which reminds him of how unsure Longge is with him, those few, tentative tries at sussing out their feelings for each other.

"No," he says, "and get off me."

"Yes." Bai Yu yelps in surprise as Ye Zun sinks his teeth into his neck, hard enough to mark and draw blood. "He did, you liar. I know gege; once he's had a taste, he could never resist, not when you're right next to him. Kun Lun-jun.”

The next few minutes pass in a fever of panicked arousal and fearful disgust, bile clogging his throat as he struggles against the invisible weight pinning him down, dark swirls of energy coiling around his wrists as Ye Zun pulls down his pants. "You would give gege this," Ye Zun hisses, eyes burning with fury and jealousy, "Zhao Yunlan and you both, and leave me to rot in hell.”

He gasps as Ye Zun crushes their mouths together, the kiss filthy and demanding as Ye Zun forces his way into his mouth and tangles their tongues together. Blind panic starts weaving its way through his mind as Ye Zun grips his cock, palming it roughly to full erection as fingers ghost threateningly close to his entrance.

"Slut", Ye Zun whispers against his ear as he presses his fingers against Bai Yu's hole, the touch both gentle and terrifying, "I see the way you look at him, your Long-ge, the exact same way Zhao Yunlan looks at my brother." He lets go of Bai Yu's cock, leaves him wanting and terrified, even as he continues teasing at his entrance. "Don't you find me beautiful?" He chuckles softly, the glance up from under those long eyelashes bringing back sudden memories of Long-ge shyly shoving at him. "Go away, Xiao Bai."

"Xiao Bai". Ye Zun leans in again for another kiss, and this time he is quick enough to bite, sharp and vicious, and Ye Zun yelps in shock and pain as he jerks back violently. Bai Yu feels a burst of triumph at the blood which dyed the other man's lips red, but the relief is short-lived as Ye Zun grabs a fistful of his hair and slams it against the armrest of the couch. "You bastard."

Bai Yu bucks furiously against Ye Zun as the man's fingers tighten around his throat, digging in hard enough to leave him gasping for air. "Always gege," he snarls, more vindictive and intentionally hurtful, less of the childish resentment and spitefulness Bai Yu sees in Longge’s portrayal. Ye Zun doesn't bother baiting him with mimicries of Long-ge, and a keen of pain wrenches itself from his throat when Ye Zun thrusts two fingers into him.

He struggles in earnest, fingers tearing at Ye Zun's shirt and ripping the soft material as he strains against the invisible bonds. "Fuck you, fuck your mother --” His curses are swallowed in another consuming kiss, Ye Zun gripping his jaw to stop him from biting as Ye Zun takes his sweet time licking into Bai Yu’s mouth, the slide of tongue a grotesque mirror of the rough thrusts of fingers inside of him.

A low, strangled groan escapes his throat when Ye Zun presses in, cock breaching his entrance despite Bai Yu clenching as tightly as he could, eyes burning from the pain of the penetration. To his absolute shame and horror, he finds himself breathing deeply, relaxing around the thick member inside of him as Ye Zun starts thrusting, just to cope.

Ye Zun's eyes are narrowed in focus as he pounds into him, the man's features suddenly softer in the absence of the viciousness which clouded his expression a few minutes ago. He looks so much like Long-ge does when Long-ge is memorising his lines, or simply listening to Bai Yu, that Bai Yu has to turn his head away.

“Look at me,” Ye Zun snaps, fingers tangling roughly in Bai Yu’s hair and jerking his head back from where it's buried against the armrest of the couch. “Look at me.” Bai Yu feels a tendril of power around his throat, tightening in unspoken warning as he shifts. 

[jubeiweilan]

Things that Go Bump in the Night ®

Part of the Guardian transmigration AU – see premise and full timeline here

Warning: gaslighting

Pairing: Bai Yu x Ye Zun (hints of Zhu Yilong x Bai Yu, Shen Wei x Zhao Yunlan)

Fives hours later, the phone batteries died and the power’s still off.

Baiyu has been ignoring Mienmien’s claims that he’s afraid of the dark at first, but with his long hair’s tied back and in the flickering candlelight, there’s a skitter of fear across the familiar face that makes Baiyu think perhaps it’s slightly unchivalrous, or at least, mean and even perhaps barbaric, to shut him inside a dark room when he doesn’t want to be.

“Let’s play a game.”

“What game?” Baiyu asks. It’s 3am in the morning. He’s tired and still a little wary of Mienmien, but Mienmien has been making him dinners (that taste only somewhat of hotpot) for the past week, so it seems a  little rude to always suspect the worst.

“An acting game,” Mienmien answers.

Baiyu groans. “I’ve been acting all day.”

“I mean I’ll act,” Mienmien explains. “I’ve a little interest in this..entertainment industry” Baiyu knows Mienmien has. Mienmien has been watching TV all day indoors and eyeing Longge’s suits in the closet with barely concealed envy, but before Baiyu can voice any of his concerns, Mienmien continues. “You can tell me how good I am.”

Baiyu almost laughs aloud, but then Mienmien says “You can tell me who to be.” And there’s something in the voice that makes the laugh stick in Baiyu’s throat. Mienmien’s face is very close. And in the dark, there’s a tendril of hair that’s fallen across his forehead in a way that makes Baiyu want to brush it away.

“Bei liaosi, how would you like me?”

His fingers are soft, no edges to the nails, Baiyu notes absently as Mienmien strokes his arm. There’s a familiar angle to the tilt of a face that Baiyu hasn’t realised he misses. Mienmien licks his lips, leaving behind sheen of moisture on his mouth that seems to glow by the candle-light.

“I-” Baiyu swallows.  What could I like to do with you died an aborted thought. Mienmien dark eyes blink slowly and he smiles, a heartbreaking curve of his lips that almost made Baiyu close his eyes.

But Mienmien’s breath is right against his face and behind Baiyu’s the cool leather of the sofa is becoming damp. It’s a hot summer’s night, after all, he thinks wildly, his hand somehow already reaching for the thin t-shirt Mienmien’s wearing, the surprising firm line of muscle beneath making him shiver a little.

“I’m easy to arrange,” Mienmien says, the words blurring together. It’s Yezun, Baiyu tries to remind himself, but he can hear the accent. And the voice- it’s softer than Yezun’s.

A little more. Baiyu leans forward, just to breathe. Mienmien smells of something spicy, almost overwhelming, but Mienmien moves backwards slightly. And perhaps there is a little more movement, then a little more, and it’s merely because Baiyu’s trying to balance himself that he’s propped over him on his elbow and his other’s hand’s finally free to brush away that infuriating tendril of hair away from the smooth brow.

 A pink tongue darts out between that mouth, disappears again.

“Kiss me.”

A jolt of pleasure runs through Baiyu, the heat around him and beneath him growing almost intolerable. He presses down just as a leg hitches itself on his hip, pressing them closer together.

He thrusts his tongue into the hot mouth below him and runs his hand along the thin pants, feeling the tension of the thighs as he pulls them wider and settles between the long legs. Beneath him, Longge’s moans are swallowed as soon as he utters them while strong arms are pulling him closer. He hears a rip of fabric and almost turns away, but then cries out as a hand has somehow insinuated itself under his pants and is now stroking him firmly. 

“Don’t leave me in the morning,” the voice Baiyu his ear says, mouthing hotly at the rim. “Don’t leave me alone.”

“I won’t,” Baiyu says. Of course he won’t, urgency buzzing beneath his skin. He sits back, strips his shirt over his head, strips the body beneath him, easing the button-down away to expose pale swathe of smooth skin, the pebbled nipples, the light rise and dip of a chest, the embarrassed flush visible even in the shadows. He bends down, feeling the feathery lashes against his cheek, against his lips, then kisses down the long arch of throat, feeling the vibrations of the interrupted whines. “I won’t,” he says again, licking downwards, the salt and spice of the sweat against his tongue. “You’re too good.”

“Yes,” he hears the answer above him, almost faint now as he eases the elastic down the narrow hips.

The body beneath him is so pale it almost seems to glow, but Baiyu’s hand draws toward the shadowy place low between the long thighs.

When he feels the legs wrap tight around his waist, he puts a hand over Mienmien’s mouth, stopping his moans and groans, watching the eyes redden and widen above his hand, the long lashes shimmering. He bends down and taste the tears while he thrusts downward, into the damp heat between Mienmien’s legs.

The glide of skin against his thighs feels almost smooth as if with a girl, just beginning to be excited, and the slight weight settling on top of his cock only adds to the arousal. Yet beyond- Baiyu moves his hips forward, hears the moan beneath his hand turn into a high pitched whine– there’s the tantalizing suckle at his tip that makes him want to push inside.

“Be quiet,” he whispers, “Be good”.

He feels the nod and lifts his hand away. The lips are slightly swollen and there’s a flutter of lashes and a single tear trailing down. Baiyu kisses it away. The familiar face seems startlingly cool despite the high flash on his cheeks, getting darker as Baiyu runs his hand slowly down the smooth torso.

There’s the hard arc of his collarbones, the long lean lines of his waist, the surprising lusciousness of his chest. Baiyu palms one side roughly, the new archery callus from his finger catching on a nipple, eliciting a whimper, quickly bitten off. He does it again and the sharp inhale of breath’s almost audible. Pulling slightly at it, the cock pressed between their bodies begins to leak.

He does the same to the other side, pressing in the nipple with the edge of a nail. He looks up, those lovely eyes have closed, the lashes leaving shadows, and the distracting line of the lower lip is interrupted Baiyu a flash of teeth. Suddenly Baiyu is jealous, jealous of the cameras, the photos, the characters, everything that has ever captured a similar look. What’s his? He looks down, wraps his hand around them both, strokes until it’s almost intolerable.

This time, he pushes forward further, harder, until the long lean body against his almost bends in half.

The sudden heat of it as flesh gives way, welcoming him in, almost made him lose his breath. He’s through him, surely, or not at all, the tight smooth swallow around his cock surely impossible. Yet before his thoughts drift further, Baiyu feels as if the world was tilting backwards until he’s sitting up, the impression of the sheer strength involved in the movement overwhelmed Baiyu quake of pleasure as the smooth thighs settle against him, the rough cloth of his jeans, still half-on, the stupidest thing in the universe.

Baiyu thrusts upwards, driven by lust, arousal, the superposition of waves of pleasure as he sinks his hand into the curve of buttocks, rising and falling steadily onto his lap in counterpoint.

The room’s almost silent except for the susurrus of skin, their breaths, and the tuts of quick kisses. Yet so loud that it’s almost all he hears, the heartbeats. Baiyu feels as if he can hear his own blood coursing wildly, the quickening surges of heat hotter than any summer dream. He’s sweating, his hands slipping and then moving up again until he’s cradling Mienmien, one hand at his lower back, the other at slight furrow of his spine. Above him, a fine face is looking down. “Please, help me-”

Baiyu swallows, his mouth dry. He wets it, captures those lips, and pushes his tongue inside, the soft open give of it a contrast to the grip around his cock.  The bite is unexpected, and in the shock of it he pulls himself away, catching the full weight of the body.  And in the sudden tight clamp around him, he comes, the body against him shudder and tremble. 

“It’s ok,” he hears himself say, “Everything’s ok” rubbing a comforting hand down the smooth back. 

The lights are still of. Blearily, he looks around. The candles have burned to stubs. Outside, the night has faded from the dusky gray of the city to dusky blue.

The bedroom seems quite far, but surely, there should at least be a bed. It seems only right.

When he wakes, there’s a slightly cool body beside him. He rolls over carefully, suddenly thinking it might be Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan might actually kill him. He’s not sure whether to be relieved or not when it’s Yezun’s face and Longge’s smile.

….but the little hurt kind.

“You’ve had your fun,” Yezun says softly. “I liked it, too. Was I…good?”

“Good?” Baiyu’s not quite what he means, but “Yes” is the fairly standard answer for this sort of thing.

“I mean,” Yezun bites his lower lip and appears to hesitate before asking, “Did I play my part well?”

[jubeiweilan]

Introduction post

Originated from the guardian-discord

This is an alternate universe where Zhu Yilong and Bai Yu are incarnations of Shen Wei and Kun-lun Jun, but neither realise it.

What if Zhu Yilong and Shen Wei switched places?

How would Zhao Yunlan react to a perpetually confused Shen Wei who can’t control the length of his hair and insists that he is not Xiao Wei (and he is certainly not Zhao Yunlan’s wife, thank you very much)?

How would Bai Yu react to a Long-ge who suddenly slams him up against the wall and kisses him with the passion of ten dying suns? (help!)

Warnings: RPF, non-con, dub-con, two-timing, self-cest (Zhao Yunlan / Bai Yu and Shen Wei / Zhu Yilong) and Mian Mian.

This is a master post of the timeline and available snippets thus far.

1. Zhu Yilong transmigrates right into the thick of a battle scene with dixingren, and Zhao Yunlan for once gets to play the hero rescuing the damsel in distress.

Shen Wei transmigrates during the filming of Dao Mu Bi Ji. The director is concerned when 'Ju Laosi' suddenly loses focus, and insists that Ju Laosi take a precious two days off.

Shen Wei adapts quickly and portrays the hottest alpha Wuxie of all Wuxies.

2. Zhu Yilong and Zhao Yunlan settle into a strangely domestic routine; no matter how inapt Zhu Yilong may be, he remains marginally more competent than Zhao Yunlan in household chores.

There may have been an attempted kiss somewhere. By Zhao Yunlan, of course.

3. Shen Wei takes to life as an actor like a fish to water.

He also finds Bai Yu's number in Zhu Yilong's contact list and quickly links up with Kun Lun-jun.

4. Bai Yu discovers a confused Long-ge (Shen Wei masquerading as a bunny) and brings him home. Bai Yu is shocked by Long-ge’s COMPETENCY.

5. Long-ge misses home. Misses everything, including the monkey memes.

6. Shen Wei discovers the skinny hooker photoshoot (i.e. Tiffany Blue). He is upset.

7. He also discovers that the Kunlun in this world is skilled in calligraphy. This is a huge turn on.

8. Bai Yu starts questioning his sexuality, especially after Shen Wei presses him up against a wall and kisses him thoroughly.

9. In the meantime, Zhao Yunlan discovers that Zhu Yilong is very accommodating when it comes to photography. He buys a whole new wardrobe and dresses up the new baby! Shen Wei like a doll and takes dozens of photographs.

10. Shen Wei manages to transmigrate back, right when Zhao Yunlan is holding Zhu Yilong's hand and tenderly consoling him.

Shen Wei makes hotpot and doesn't give Zhu Yilong a single bite before sending him back.

Zhao Yunlan ends up with back pain (his arse too) for the next two days.

10. When he's recovered he asks Shen Wei if he did anything with Baiyu.

Shen Wei:...

11. Longge, out of confusion, forgets move out of Baiyu's apartment. Baiyu undergoes a sexual and identity crisis.

12. Shenwei and Zhao Yunlan, both with ulterior motive, invite Baiyu and Zhu Yilong over to Haixing for a holiday.

13. They go to the beach and Xiao Bai and Longge are subjected to PDA and nightly ruckus.

They end up moving into the same room to game, whilst Baiyu makes dour commentary about their counterparts' sexual prowess. They even stop blushing after the fourth day.

14. Shenwei is out to collect all the Kunluns until Zhao Yunlan puts a firm foot down.

Baiyu is left hopelessly physically attracted to Shenwei (hot damn) whilst being emotionally attached to Longge (cute but dependable when you need him?)

15. Longge's slow thought process finally arrives at the point where Baiyu = Xiao Bai Cai (the kind he wants to put into a hotpot and eat). Oh. Shen Wei approves of the rather unique manner of attraction (he frequently wants to devour Zhao Yunlan).

16. When Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei visit Mian Mian decides to tag along. He intentionally sneaks off and stays behind. Parks himself in the Zhu Bai home and shenanigans ensue.

Side thread 1: noncon warning - Evil Mian Mian decides he should get a Kunlun of his own and pushes Baiyu over.

Read part one

Side thread 2: gaslighting / emotional manipulation - Mian Mian, seeing how Bai Yu is attracted to Longge (and Shen Wei), takes advantage and seduces Bai Yu. He then pretends to be Zhu Yilong and continues the thread of seduction, guilt-tripping Bai Yu, who feels he's being unfaithful even though Longge and him aren't really together.

Read part one

Side thread 3: Mian Mian and Zhu Yilong arrive at a reluctant truce and agree to share. Lots of sexy stuff happen.