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⌛ Who: Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue
⌛ What: Kazuma shenanigans
⌛ When: After event
⌛ Where: Secluded park
⌛ Warnings: Violence of the training and pleasurable kinds

It's been more than long enough since Mingjue's arrival, he's sure his beloved is getting anxious to show just how strong he's become again. So he packs a few things away - cloth, cool drinks, and some medicine for any accidental scratches should they get carried away. Then pokes his head into their room with his usual serene smile.

"Da Ge, I was wondering if you would spar with me today? The park has plenty of space."

And he's managed to get a spare sword for Mingjue to use. Baxia remains wrapped up in so many heavy wards, he just doesn't trust that blade not to be let out just yet. He hopes to eventually coax it quieter, but it's taking a lot of time and energy. Daily playing, and his brother helps by keeping an eye on where they've hidden it as well.

Mingjue doesn't need to bother with it just yet.

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Mingjue had spent time with his brother when Huaisang had shown up, letting him know where he could be found if his little brother ever needed him. Between Jiang Wanyin and Huaisang there was a lot that he'd found out about, more than he cared to even really think about.

He does, however, give Xichen a smile when the other pokes his head into the room. That smile? It was one that he, himself, cherished when it came to his beloved. The man before him would always have a wonderful smile.

"I'd like that."

Of course he'd want to get out of the house, even spar. Especially with someone that he knows could hold his own. Getting up he stretches before making sure he's presentable and then moves towards the door where Xichen was.

"Lead the way."

Xichen is glad they both have their brothers here in this strange world. Family is an important comfort.

Of course he's also relieved beyond words that one of his loves is also here. And now healed. He sees that smile and cherishes it as he does with all smiles from the taciturn man. The ready agreement doesn't surprise him, but it does make his smile brighten.

Spars with his beloved are always fun. He, of course, is already ready, so only steps over to help with last little touches before nodding and leading the way outside, only pausing to tuck the basket of supplies away.

"I was able to get a spare sword of good quality for you to use."

The place might have been a strange one but having their brothers close was a good thing. It meant they could keep an eye on them, as well as keep them out of trouble. That was more Huaisang than Wangji, though.

In due time he would actually need to talk to Xichen about the other part of them. Today, however, was not that day. Wangji knew about it but not the full extent of it. That brightened smile gets a half smile out of him. Xichen, here in this place, has been the only one to really get a smile out of him. Maybe, in time, this place would garner more reasons for such a thing.

"I'm sure that it will be good enough if you found it."

Any time Mingjue wants to talk, about anything, Xichen will always listen. No matter how hard some things might end up being to hear, he'd rather the truth than pretty lies.

He leads the way to the park, unhurried but also not taking more time than necessary. The faith in those words warms his heart. And the fact Mingjue hasn't asked where Baxia is yet. He hasn't mentioned it either. Why tempt when that blade is a big part of what had taken his beloved from him?

The park itself isn't all that far, and they've visited it several times before. This time he leads the other man further in, to a clearing deeper inside. He draws the spare sword out and offers it to his beloved before drawing his own sword from his qiankun pouch. The basket is hung from a tree branch.

They will talk. Mingjue has no problems telling Xichen what he needs to and will be there for him when it hurts. The elder of the Twin Jades means far too much to him for him to hurt like that, by not telling him the truth. By not being there for him.

He follows his beloved to the park and watches every move that Xichen makes. The elder of the Nies knows that Baxia is there, but has no need for the saber. It hasn't called to him and he doubts that it will any time soon. Not if the Twin Jades are keeping an eye on it.

Further in the park seems to have a bigger advantage point and he gives a nod, taking the spare sword. "You picked a pretty decent spot."

Mingue deserves his rest. Baxia's malice doesn't help in allowing said rest, unless carefully tended and shielded. But the second the blade is needed, Xichen would be among the first to help tug it free, if necessary.

He loves having those eyes on him, watching him move. He can't help the quiet little smile of contentment at the familiarity of it. And the comment has him hum.

"It's lovely and private." Both rather important in his opinion.

Xichen takes a moment to remove the heaviest layer of his robes and drapes it beside the basket before moving into some light stretches. None strictly necessary...but can anyone blame him for subtle movements that are just a little exaggerated when around his beloved?

Luckily, for them both, the blade isn't needed. Baxia can stay right where she was, warded away from him and the world.

"I noticed."

Mingjue does test the weight of the sword that Xichen had handed him. One needed to be able to wield just about any weapon they were handed. Baxia had a specific weight. This sword? It was a bit lighter than the saber, but still felt good in his hands.

Of course, those eyes watch the Lan before him when he does those light stretches, knowing good and well that the other doesn't need them. Doesn't mean he won't watch every littel movement though.

Another man might smirk as he teases.

Xichen only smiles when he turns back to his beloved, Shuoyue ready but not yet drawn. His gaze flicks to the nameless sword before back to Mingjue's eyes; "Ready?" - Mingjue would have already commented if he hadn't chosen a good sword.

And for this, he'll allow his beloved to strike first, ready to block or dodge as they begin their dance of sword and skill.

If the sword had not been up to his standards then he would have said something. However, the man before him had picked out one that fit him just fine. Even though it held no name of its own. He does, however, give a slight nod when asked if he was ready or not.

Of course, saying that he is gives him the first strike. Not that he expects to get a hit in, not with how well Xichen fights. It doesn't, however, stop them from blocking and dodging one another.

Oh no. Not the first strike. They're both highly skilled and know each other's moves too well for it to be easy to land a hit.

Xichen enjoys the movements though, Shouyue slipping gracefully through the air to meet Mingjue's sword, blocking and teasing just as easily their feet move. Winning isn't his aim, but stretching those muscles and enjoying getting to watch his beloved move. He knows how bored the other man has been. He's just proud of how long Mingjue has been behaving for him.

They were both highly skilled and knew every move, almost, that the other would make. Which meant that none of it would be easy for either of them. Not that it was meant to be.

Mingjue blocks when he needs to block, swings and teases his sword with Xichen's Shouyue. This was probably one of the best ways to stretch one's muscles. To give themselves a nice little workout. As for behaving, it was Xichen. Anyone else and he would've never healed properly, or it would've taken far longer than it had.

Exactly. Xichen won't betray his beloved's trust - never knowingly. And never push beyond Mingjue's endurance or patience. Test it, press up against the edges, but never beyond.

Each strike sends shivers through him, but he leashes his desires. Mingjue knows them, of course. He hides nothing from this precious man. Time flows ignored as they move around the clearing and he watches for signs of fatigue or weakness.

There. Xichen lashes Shouyue out to slip under his beloved's guard to tap sharp enough to feel. A signal to end the spar...before he dances close, reaching for his beloved to tug him close for a fierce kiss.

The Nie sect leader had no problems having his endurance tested. He trusted Lan Xichen with his very life. That much, especially here, had been shown from the beginning. Starting with the fact that the other had stolen him from the healers. Something that still amused him.

He isn't one to show weakness or fatigue but sometimes, just sometimes, his beloved knows him far better than himself. That much is a bit obvious when Shouyue pokes in a vulnerable spot. A spot that he should not have allowed to be open.

The sword is set aside and then he's got Xichen right there before him, tugging him close, and he kisses him back. The returned kiss just as fierce.

No. Only one intimately familiar with Nie Mingjue and his movements would spot the flash of weakness. Much less be able to make use of it!

Xichen lets his Shouyue fall away, harmless to his beloved. Their strength now is turned to a spar of another kind, and equally enjoyable. He sinks into the clash of lips and teeth and tongue, enjoys the press of his beloved's hard body against his.

He'd been so afraid of losing Mingjue. Finding him at the hospital, surrounded by people who surely were fair healers...no. He couldn't just leave Mingjue with them. So he hadn't given them a choice to refuse him. Now he gets to rejoice in his beloved's returning strength. There's still strength to regain, but it's a vast improvement.

This way of sparing would always be a better way when it came to them. No sharp blades that could harm the other. Just firm bodies pressed close to one another and lips that meet in a fierceness befitting of them both. His Xichen was a gentle soul, yes, but he could be fierce.

His arms even move around the other, pulling him even closer. Not that they could truly get any closer than they already were. He would still need to strengthen himself, but his love was there with him to help. There would be improvements, even if it meant more of them getting out here like this. As far back and away from the world as possible.

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