Pran rolls his eyes again. “Are we doing this or not? My parents are only going to be gone for so long.”

“We are,” Pat says, and begins taking his shirt off. “You know, I didn’t really think about it before, but fucking you in your childhood bedroom… I should’ve had this fantasy a long time ago.”

Pat is a loud eater.

Lan Zhan picks up the joint from the ashtray at his bedside and lights it in his mouth. Wei Ying turns at the sound of the click of the lighter and brightens. “Gimme,” he says, as Lan Zhan takes his pull.

Lan Zhan hands it over, mesmerized as Wei Ying drags through the cherry, eyes heavy and hazing over as he exhales. “There,” he says, and then sticks the joint back into Lan Zhan’s mouth. “All yours.”

He was looking for a specific reaction—to get Lan Zhan to lash out. All hard edges and demanding, the same way during the first scrim, Lan Zhan’s dark voice had made him loose and obedient, itching to both rebel and obey at the same time.

It’s them, whatever it is, but it doesn’t belong on the basketball court.

Wei Ying didn’t expect to enter a weird… something-with-benefits-and-power-play with the captain of the Gusu basketball team. He’s not sure if it’s worth it.

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying join the mile high club.

Following an agreement to allow Wei Wuxian to take his virginity, Lan Wangji returns to Yiling and discovers that Wei Wuxian is dead. Not one to rescind such promises, Lan Wangji finds another way to keep his end of it.

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Or, a Dionysus & Prosymnus AU.

Wei Ying likes to wear chokers a lot. So Lan Zhan buys some for him. Then, testing their limits, collars.

Wei Ying wears those, too.

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Or, the one where Wei Ying and Lan Zhan accidentally stumble into a BDSM relationship.

Handcuffed and trapped by his fiancé, Wei Ying has a bit of fun.

On a flight to Beijing with Lan Zhan, Wei Ying goes into heat.

The first time a convicted murderer dies of a heart attack in their jail cell, no one thinks anything of it.

A week later, when it happens again, it’s almost innocuous enough. It gets brought up in lecture.

Wei Ying says, “What difference does it make? They’ll die one way or another.”