#mianlan

[jubeiweilan]

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.