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What does it even want! It's a plant. Different partners? More enthusiasm?!

[strikingchords]

[--tightens his grip on Wei Wuxian's hand a bit]

More partners are not necessary.

[laughitoff]

[sighs]

Have you kissed anyone else here?

[strikingchords]

[shakes his head decidedly]

[laughitoff]

[his eyes get very big]

[strikingchords]

Have you?

[laughitoff]

Yes...?

[strikingchords]

[huffs a little.]

[laughitoff]

You know me, I get around…

[laughs, a little weakly]

[strikingchords]

[coolly]

Then, more enthusiasm should be no challenge. No?

[laughitoff]

Oh? Are—are you trying to challenge me, Lan Er-gege?

[strikingchords]

One of your suggestions.

[laughitoff]

You’ve really put the pressure on now, you know. I’m really your only experience ever? Poor Lan Zhan.

[strikingchords]

I am not dissatisfied.

[laughitoff]

[huffs a tiny laugh, and steps into his space directly]

You’re really saving me some face, hm? Well, I’ll try to make this one good, then.

[strikingchords]

[looks back at him evenly, almost eye-to-eye, composed...]

[laughitoff]

[he's faking boldness; actually reaches up this time, his fingers warm and cradling on Lan Wangji's jaw, tilting his face up a little]

[strikingchords]

[leans into that touch, closing his eyes; consciously letting him get away with the lie]

[laughitoff]

[he can feel the heat of Wei Wuxian's face as he leans in, excruciatingly slow; the closed eyes are a mercy because he is blushing again to a horrifying degree]

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji's face is still and pale and perfect.

...squeezes his hand...]

[laughitoff]

[Wei Wuxian kisses him properly, still relatively chaste but not the faint brush of mouths it was earlier. his mouth is soft, warm, a little chapped...]

[strikingchords]

[...

puts his free hand on his shoulder to steady him further and leans in, a mirror-image of Wei Wuxian's own lean; lets the kiss linger as long as Wei Wuxian has the courage, and lets him go easily when he loses it]

[laughitoff]

[he’s breathing faster when it ends, though possibly that’s the terror]

—there.

[strikingchords]

[licks his lips a little and opens his eyes, slow]

Mm.

[...he'll snag another mistletoe berry...]

Was it effective?

[laughitoff]

[takes a step forward; breathes out…]

Looks like it.