#still deciding. like i said this thing has SO many disparate scraps bc i keep getting new ideas

[gloriousmonsters]

even tho its probs for fandom im not in u know i gotta ask abt kinkyfall

an anon asked for this as well!

this is uhhhhhhh another 'maybe i'll do kinktober' fic I started and then stalled on because I realized it was wanting to be a LOT bigger and more complicated than I originally envisioned. also I still get in a weird nervous mindset about writing/posting pwps for kinks i'm Very Into, but hey I put it on the list bc i am nothing if not determined to be weirder more openly as time goes on

anyway it's yeah, for the untamed; it's jin guangyao/lan xichen + eventually su minshan hypokink mind alteration. which WEIRDLY ENOUGH, someone literally put a fic like that on ao3 just after I started writing, but on the plus side aside from the basic premise they didn't really overlap with any of the ideas I'd had/written so far, so. it's just a slightly amusing coincidence

anyway this one doesn't have so much a Plot as a sequence of increasingly horny events but the basic porn excuse premise is that jgs was leaning on jgy to take out lxc after he'd taken out nmj, and jgy managed to argue him into 'if you can somehow ensure that he's 100% not a threat without being dead that's fine too I guess'. cue jgy making a lot of 'mistakes' when he and lxc play guqin together

nsft snippet under the cut ^ ^

Hadn't he said, once... long ago... that this was a bad idea?

What had he possibly been thinking? It's so easy, so simple, to open his mouth for A-Yao's cock. To let it fill up his mouth, lie heavy and grounding on his tongue. It makes his thoughts warm and soft and quiet, reducing the world to nothing but the cock his lips are wrapped around and the sweet, insistent ache of his own body. Lan Xichen moans in contentment, closing his eyes as A-Yao's hand settles on his head. It feels like it's trembling a little.

"That's it, er-ge," A-Yao says, his voice thick. "Just hold it like that. Suck it if you need to, but be soft and slow. San-di needs to sort out your affairs, all right? And when I'm done, I'll give er-ge a reward for patience."

That sounded good. Lan Xichen hummed acknowledgement, unwilling to let the cock out of his mouth even a little bit. It just feels... so good, so right. Like this is what he was made for.