{Note:- Mature content. Readers discretion advised. I will mark it with A/N at the beginning and end for those who want to skip it.}

Past

*Hundred Years since YiJun lost his Xian.*

*Quin Kingdom*

Meng Yao sits next to Shin's body. It has withered. The wounds on her neck are open once again, "Sister, why are you not waking up?"

Over the past century, Meng Yao had done everything in his power to fix Shin. But her body continued to wither away. The wounds on her neck kept opening up every few days. 

Every time Meng Yao had fed her his blood, she had healed, but in a few days, her wounds opened again. 

Every time the wounds would open, she would scream in agony once, and then once again become unresponsive. 

Shin was his first, the first human he had successfully turned. She was precious to Meng Yao, like a daughter. And looking at her in this state broke his heart.

"XiChen, I can't watch her wither away like this. Ready a coffin. We will leave after dusk." He pauses and looks at Shin, "I will fix you somehow."

XiChen nods and leaves to prepare for the journey.

*Somewhere near the outskirts of Wang Kingdom*

Shen returns to the room they had rented for their stay, "YiJun, Xian's home still stands. But it's not liveable." 

After a hundred years of roaming like vagabonds, YiJun had asked to return to Wang Kingdom; Shen had obliged. 

YiJun had learned self-control as well, and was perfectly capable of handling himself around humans. He had continued to read and was now working as a physician. It was a convenient cover, since no one asked him about Xian, even if they spotted him. 

YiJun had wanted to live in their old cottage, but time had not been kind to it, and it had fallen apart.

That night YiJun decides to visit the place he had shared so long ago with his Xian. But just before reaching there, he smells something familiar. 'Xian.'

His heart starts to pound. He hopes and prays for the scent to belong to Xian this time round. 

After following the scent, he comes across a boy of barely five, in front of their cottage. The boy is aimlessly roaming around.

YiJun slowly approaches the boy, "Hello."

The small boy turns to face him; he is crying. YiJun crouches down in front of the boy and wipes his tears, "Are you lost?"

"Mn." The boy nods and hugs YiJun.

This close, YiJun can smell the boy properly. The boy's scent is similar, but not the same; it is not his Xian, YiJun realizes. He carefully looks at the boy's face. 'So much like Xian... But not Xian.'

He wants to cry, but he holds his tears in; he doesn't want to scare the child. "What is your name?" He asks softly.

A pair of eyes watch as the immortal and the child converse with each other. Even the immortal's keen sense of smell can't recognize the scent.

"Jiang Fengmian." The boy answers. He grabs YiJun's sleeve, "Young master, please help me." The child pleads.

YiJun nods and smiles. He cups the child's face in his hands, "Such a nice name, Fengmian, Look into my eyes..."

Present 

"Kiss me!"

Wangji brings their lips together in a soft, gentle kiss. Before licking Xian's neck. 

"Ummm." Xian hums, tilting his neck and asking for more. Wangji licks Xian's lips next.

"Fuck...! " Xian whispers, looking into Wangji's eyes. "I love you." He adds; he captures Wangji's lower lip and bites hard. There is just something about Wangji's lips that drives Xian crazy with want. 

Wangji moans and guides them to the couch. 

Xian pulls himself in Wangji's lap and takes the immortal's lips between his, tasting them, nipping them.

Wangji is used to this now. He is used to Xian taking what he wants, ordering Wangji around. He loves that Xian is neither scared nor intimidated.

Xian lets go of Wangji's lips to look at the panting, aroused immortal. His lips are red, moist, and slightly swollen.

Without warning, Xian unbuttons Wangji's shirt and discards it. His eyes fall on the shell locket. He takes it in his hand and looks at it.

"Can I take it off?" Xian asks. He feels that it is necessary to do so. Wangji nods, and Xian takes it off and places it on the discarded garments.

Wangji's hands come up to stroke Xian's cheek tenderly. 'I love you. I want you. Please stay with me always.'

Xian's eyes widen, he stops and stares at Wangji, 'I can hear him!'

Wangji's brows crease, 'Did he change his mind? Does he not want me anymore? Why would he want me? I am a monster. Maybe he has finally realized that.'

Wangji cups Xian's face, "Xian, it's okay if you don't want to do this."

Xian puts his finger on his lips, "Tell me, what should I call you?"

'Jun.' Wangji thinks and looks away. His already pink ears turn a deeper shade of pink.

Xian smiles brightly, "Gorgeous, perfect MINE!" He captures Wangji's lips again. 

Wangji's eyes widen at that word. His mind screams, 'Yours!'

Xian traces his lips, kissing and licking, till Wangji opens his mouth. Xian's hand goes to the nape of Wangji's neck. He tilts his head and starts placing a trail of kisses along Wangji's neck and jaw. 'More, please, I love you. I have missed you.' Wangji blabbers in his mind. 

Xian hears every single word.

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He pushes the immortal being into the couch and straddles his hips. 

His hand moves between Wangji legs, and he strokes the clothed, erect member. 

Wangji's brain shuts up, and he lets out another rough moan throwing his head back. 

Xian's lips close over Wangji's nipple. He kisses it while taking the other between his fingers and teasing it. Wangji's whole body shudders with want. Low needy gasps and moans leave his mouth. Xian continues stroking him while he sucks on Wangji's nipple. 

Wangji's eyes turn red. He grabs hold of Xian's shoulders and reverses their positions.

Xian laughs, stroking Wangji's upper thighs, "Mr. Lan, you have me under you now. What are you planning to do?"

 'I want to do everything. Kiss you, touch you, enter you. I want to make love to you here... Damn it!' Wangji closes his eyes. 

Xian smiles mischievously, 'Mr. Lan, My Jun, you have naughty thoughts.' He can't stop himself. He palms Wangji again and pulls the immortal on top of him. He tilts his neck and looks at the immortal man seductively. 

"Xian... " Wangji calls breathlessly. His nails grow, and his fangs elongate. He tries to get away from Xian. He has never ever lost control like this around a human.

Xian keeps smiling and keeps holding him in his place."I forbid you to leave me, Mr. Lan." Xian orders.

Wangji is breathing hard. Xian brings Wangji's fingers to his lips and kisses the tip of the nail. He doesn't understand it, but he has an urge to cut himself and feed his blood to Wangji. 

He stares at Wangji, whose face is clouded by fear. The words in his mind are louder and more desperate, 'Please don't do it... Please, I beg you. I can't risk losing both of you.'

Xian cups Wangji's face,' Why is he freaking out like this? Would something terrible happen if he bites me?'

'I need to control myself. I need to calm down, or I will lose them both.' Wangji's mind blabbers as he lowers himself on Xian's neck. 'Want to mark you... make you mine forever. I want... '

"Mr. Lan, Lan Wangji..." Xian calls Wangji by his full name. "Calm down." He says, caressing the immortal's forearms. 

Immediately Wangji's eyes go back to normal, along with everything else. 

Xian once again pulls Wangji close, "Kiss me."

Wangji smiles. It's beautiful. The most beautiful thing that Xian has ever seen. Wangji presses Xian into the couch and captures his lips. His tongue traces Xian's bottom lip before sucking it. 

"Mmmmm... Ah!" Xian hums and moans, pushing his hips up. 

Wangji's tongue enters the warm wet space and starts sucking on Xian's tongue. Xian giggles into the kiss when Wangji unsuccessfully tries to get his hands on Xian's crotch. 

"Mr. Lan, do you want my help or can you find my most intimate part yourself?" Xian asks cheekily. Wangji doesn't say anything, but his brain does, 'Shameless!'

Xian chuckles but shuts up as soon as Wangji palms him, "Ahhh!.... Fuck!"

'Stop using that filthy word!' Wangji thinks, kissing Xian hard. Xian deepens the kiss and moans into it when Wangji starts stroking him in earnest. Wangji lets go of Xian's lips and starts placing kisses to his neck and jaw.

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"Wangji!" Shen yells.

YiJun immediately gets off of Xian and shields Xian's body with his. He fangs out; his eyes turn red.

"Awkward..." Zhau mumbles and comes to stand in front of Shen.

"Calm down." He tells both of them, and both of them do. Their poses relax.

Slowly, Xian steps next to Wangji and hands him his clothes. Wangji looks into Xian's eyes, "Forget what we just did."

Shen shakes his head disapprovingly.

Xian turns to look at Shen. He schools his features, "Mr. Lan has told me everything. I know what he is; it's okay. He has never hurt me. But something tells me that you too are not human, Mr. Zhu."

Shen nods, "You are smart, Mr. Wei. I am a wolf. I take it that Wangji has told you what he can do. But I am sure there is much you still do not understand."

While Shen was speaking, Zhau had walked closer to Xian. He extends his hand to Xian, "Hi, I am Bai Zhau, I am..." Zhau hesitates.

"You are Mr. Zhu's mate." Xian completes, and

Zhau raises his eyebrows; he turns to look at Shen before looking back at Xian, "Something like that."

Xian nods and takes Zhau's hand in his. 

Zhau's breath hitches in his chest. And before he realizes what he is doing, he hugs Xian.

Both Shen and Wangji let out involuntary growls.

Zhau breaks the embrace, "Do you know how long I have been looking for you?"

"What!?" Shen and Wangji ask simultaneously.

They look at Xian, who is in tears. He touches Zhau's face. He doesn't understand why he is crying, but Xian feels like he knows the person standing in front of him.

Zhau puts his hand in his pocket and takes out his wallet. He removes an old faded picture of what looks like a very sick young woman with her two children, "This baby is you, Xian."

Shen turns Zhau, "What are you talking about?"

Zhau explains, "About nineteen years ago, my mother, who was pregnant at the time, brought me to Boshan orphanage. The kind ladies there helped deliver my brother. Since my mother had already lost a lot of blood, she died soon after he was born. The only thing she told them was that she wanted us adopted by different families, and that my brother should be called Xian. At least, that is what she told me. Before dying, my mother told me that I should become strong and that fate will lead me to my brother one day. She said that I would recognize him as soon as I touch him."

He turns to Shen, "I don't know how, but I know that he is my brother. The same night a man came to visit my mother's grave. He burnt it to the ground; he spoke to the ladies and took me away. His face was covered; only his eyes were visible. He had a triskelion tattoo on his wrist. I was scared at first, but he didn't hurt me. He took me to another orphanage, where I was adopted. I visited the Boshan orphanage when I grew up, but found it burnt to the ground. All files and documents were lost. I did not have anything to go on. I joined the police force in hopes of finding my lost brother." Zhau finishes, taking Xian's hand in his.

The brothers embrace each other again; Zhau cups Xian's face, "I thought I was good-looking but look at you. You could put a goddess to shame with how beautiful you are."

Once more, a low growl leaves Wangji's chest. Shen sighs and drags Wangji away.

They go to Shen's study to give the brothers some privacy.

Shen pours himself a glass of water, "No wonder you are attracted to Xian, he has Bai blood just as we suspected."

Wangji doesn't speak for a few minutes. His mind is swimming with questions, "Uncle, my power doesn't work on officer Zhau, but it works on Xian. How is it possible?" He pauses before continuing, "Xian's blood calls to me, yet he doesn't recognize me, nor can he do magic. Uncle Cong told me that Xian would be capable of magic. It doesn't make any sense!" Wangji says, getting frustrated.

Shen nods, confused. Then something occurs to Shen, "It's Xian's birthday tomorrow. He will turn nineteen. Maybe that is when he will recognize you. Maybe his powers are dormant now."

Wangji nods. "That makes sense... But uncle, I have decided something..." Wangji hesitates, but before he can say anything else, there is a knock on the door and Zhau peeps.

Wangji looks at Xian, who looks exhausted. His eyes look bloodshot, but he is smiling. 

Wangji hugs him, "Do you want to spend the night here or go home?" He asks, stroking Xian's back gently.

Zhau walks towards the hugging men, "Go home, Xian. I know where to find you." Zhau smiles and squeezes Xian's shoulder.

"Uncle, I am going to drop him home," Wangji says, taking Xian with him.

As soon as they leave, Shen let's out a deep sigh. "So you have a brother. Is your First name truly Bai, or something else?"

Zhau goes to Shen and snakes his arms around Shen's waist, "It was something else when I was adopted, but I changed it back to Bai as soon as I could." The officer looks around the house, "It will take your nephew at least 40 minutes to get back, am I right?"

"Yes, that is approximately how much time it takes. Do you have things to do?" Shen asks in a serious tone.

Zhau nods, and with his eyes glued to Shen's face, he unwraps a lollipop and licks it, "Yes, there is something of extreme importance that needs my immediate attention."

Shen blinks, "What is it that you have to do?" Shen asks, his eyes glued to Zhau's mouth.

Zhau takes the lollipop out and kisses Shen's lips, "You." He says, before winking and dragging his wolf to their room.

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