Eclipsed By Divinity: wangxian fanfiction

Part 1: The Encounter

[Warning this chapter, is contains Nsfw part ⚠️🚫]

In the modern world, where demons roam in secret and the balance of power shifts daily, Wei Wuxian has reincarnated as a mafia demon lord, an Alpha King with unmatched power. He's tall, handsome, and his throne though not a symbol of royalty commands more respecthanan any

In mortal realm he is called mafia boss and king Gambling

king's court. His mansion is more like a castle, vast and imposing, filled with luxurious trinkets and servants, but there's something missing from his life. He drinks his wine, entertains the beautiful women who flock to him, yet none of them can hold his attention for long. Something feels off. His soul yearns for something, or someone, he can't remember.

"What's wrong with me...?" Wei Wuxian mutters aloud, tossing his wine glass aside as the women dance and sing around him, trying to catch his eye. He couldn't care less about them; his heart isn't in it.

Suddenly, his servant Wen Ning enters, bowing deeply.

"Lord Wei... Your fated wife has arrived. She's in the temple, though I couldn't see her face. I bet she's beautiful."

Wei Wuxian chuckles darkly, an amused smirk playing on his lips. "Maybe this is the answer I've been waiting for." He gets up from his throne, a little intrigued, his curiosity piqued.

Minutes later, Wei Wuxian stands in his Demon Chamber, the heavy door creaking open. He is about to meet the woman who is supposed to be his fated mate.

But instead of a woman, he is greeted by Lan Wangji, dressed in a red wedding dress, an unexpected sight. His grip tightens on the knife he holds, trembling slightly. Lan Wangji had been sent on a mission: to assassinate the Demon Lord, the powerful Alpha Demon Boss, known as Wei Wuxian.

But as Wei Wuxian steps into the chamber, their red string begins to glow, something powerful binding them together. The pull is undeniable, and though Wei Wuxian cannot see the string, he can feel it drawing him closer to the person standing before him.

When Wei Wuxian touches Lan Wangji's shoulder, the younger man whips around, slashing the knife at him, but Wei Wuxian is quick, catching his wrist and disarming him in an instant.

"Who sent you?!" Wei Wuxian demands, his voice sharp with anger.

Lan Wangji is stunned, his mind racing. The face before him feels oddly familiar, but why? His memories are fragmented, but something about this man, this powerful demon, strikes him deep inside.

For a brief moment, their eyes lock, and Wei Wuxian feels something awaken inside him. A powerful desire, a burning lust he has never known. The connection is more than physical—it’s primal, deep, and old.

In an instant, they are both lying on the floor, the tension between them thick and charged with unspoken emotions.

Wei Wuxian leans in, his breath hot against Lan Wangji’s neck. “For the first time, I felt this… what is this?” His Alpha aura begins to pulse around them, filling the room with an oppressive, overwhelming energy.

Lan Wangji, in his shock, finally speaks. “Wei Ying...” His voice trembles, calling out the name he had been searching for, the one he thought he had lost forever.

Wei Wuxian’s fe a mix of amusement and confusion crossing his face. "Oh, so you know me? Guess what? I'm popular, but you—my fated mate—came here to assassinate me?" He laughs sarcastically, unable to fully grasp the weight of the situation. "And who would have thought my fated partner is none other than the demon slayer himself."

In an emotional outburst, Lan Wangji hugs Wei Wuxian, tears gathering in his eyes. “I’ve finally found you…” He whispers, overwhelmed with relief and joy, but Wei Wuxian shoves him away, pinning him to the bed.

“Do you think I’ll accept you so easily?” Wei Wuxian growls, his voice laced with coldness. “I decline. But you’ll stay here—under my command—until I find my true fated partner.” His words are harsh, but his emotions are conflicted, as something deep within him stirs, something he cannot explain.

Lan Wangji is hurt, his heart aching from Wei Wuxian’s rejection. Tears escape his eyes, but his mission was clear, and he had no choice but to follow through. But still, the connection between them, the bond they shared, left him torn.

Wei Wuxian can see the pain in Lan Wangji's eyes, and despite himself, he feels it too. As a demon, he shouldn't feel this kind of empathy, but he does. His heart, hardened by years of power and rule, is cracking—slowly, painfully.

Wie ying felt so  lust seing him to the point, he push him and rip his close. Lan zhan was shock by it his heart is pumping fast wei ying kisses him. And lick their lips together. Lan zhan is shovk when wie ying finger his hole.

Lan zhan tried to push but he can't.

Lan wangji; "how come wie ying! Become so stromg oh...!"

Their tongue dance together, Wie wuxian imidietly lick his tongue and lan wangji felt his 4 fingers inside. He moan so loud, pheromones Release make lan zhan weak.

Lan wangji: *struggle* "wie ying my!... Oh wait.. ugh!"

Lan wangji leg was open by wie wuxian after that His cock was near to lan wangji's between his his hole. Made him shock seeing wie wuxian. Gotten big.

Lan wangji:"thats..."

Wie wuxian: "hmmm... You see this Majestic Roaster!? So hard right!?"(Smirk)

Lan zhan suddenly felt slowly going stretching his hole  while his legs was open wide. He can feel his Majestic roaster is deep, as omeg every part in forbidden Area was mostly his weak speak.

Make lan zhan felt pain scream in pleasures.

Lan zhan couldn't say something else while Wie ying hit his spot.

Lan wangji; *scream in pain and pleasure* "ah....! Wie ying....wait....!!" (His tears streaming down)

Wie ying thrust so hard and bit fast makes overwhelming for lan zhan make him scream and cries lan zhan can endure the pain.

Until it's slowly dessapear lan zhan submit himself to wie ying .

He also realized his body is Omega despite his masculinity he can't dominate him despite his stromg persona.

Wie wuxian thrusting so deep inside him. He open his legs wide to let wie wuxian fuck him better and deep wie wuxian Thrust more deeper.

The sound of their mating was echoing around room eveb their voice unseen red string round them. Around them was in their fingers it's also around their body it's glowing.

They kiss each other wie ying grab his waist thrust deep more. While pressing lan zhan body to him. He kiss and lick his nipples.

The are both about to come.

Wie ying: *weakedly grind his teeth* "you...! So hot.. i never felt this way! Until i found you!!"

Lan wangji: "ugh!..wie ying...! You .... So different...."..

Wie wuxian become rougher wie ying imidietly kisses him He hold his waist. Press him again his dick they both cum make lan zhan scream even more. For few minutes

He immediately push lan zhan in be. He come up with dogy style.  Lan zhan position was so sexy sexy and he ente it again he thrust lan zhan.

Phone ringing lan wangji almost get it, but wie ying slap his butt. He was shovk and confused if this really wie ying. He struggles and ask him to stop.

Lan wangji: "stop...! Ugh! Are you"

Suddenly wie wuxian face soften and kiss the same he kiss him in the past... Suddenly he actually see his wangxian bracelet glowing.

Lan wangji recognize it was really him but he feel his cock inside him. He can't believe he is this wild.

Wie wuxian cum inside and grabbed him again.

And wie wuxian kiss him again and again and carry lan zhan they are in butterfly position

His cock slide inside and thrust more deeper. And faster lan zhan hug him.

Until morning comes

Lan Zhan slowly woke up, his body slick with sweat, the undeniable evidence of what had just transpired between him and Wei Ying. He could hardly believe how dominant Wei Ying had been, how he had taken control in a way that was both exhilarating and overwhelming.

His waist ached, the sensation sharp and raw, reminding him of how deeply Wei Ying had marked him—his skin dotted with red marks, a physical sign of their connection. His clothes lay in disarray on the floor, a stark contrast to the calm chaos that had just unfolded between them.

Wei Ying remained seated, his gaze fixed on Lan Zhan with an intensity that made Lan Zhan's heart race. There was no warmth in his eyes this time—only the cold, calculating look of the Yiling Patriarch, the leader he had once been. The power, the dominance, it was all there in the way Wei Ying surveyed him, and Lan Zhan couldn’t help but feel a strange mixture of awe and trepidation.

Wei Ying studied Lan Zhan silently, his expression unreadable, his hands steepled as if contemplating something far beyond the moment.

"How do you feel?" he asked, his voice low but not without a hint of smug satisfaction.

Lan Zhan shifted uncomfortably, his body still aching from the intensity of the experience, his thoughts a tangled mess. He opened his mouth, but the words caught in his throat—he couldn't bring himself to say it, to admit the strange pleasure that had come with it, or the odd sensation of being marked, claimed in a way he never imagined.

Wei Ying's smirk grew, as though he could read the struggle in Lan Zhan's eyes. He stood up, stepping closer, looming over him.

"Don’t worry," he said, voice softer now, a glint of amusement in his eyes, "you’ll get used to it. But I won’t let you forget it."

Lan Zhan swallowed hard, trying to steady his breath, his eyes flashing with a silent challenge. He couldn’t understand how he had ended up here, how everything had shifted so dramatically. But one thing was clear—there was no turning back. Not now. Not after what had happened.

A few moments later, Lan Zhan was dressed in his traditional Chinese attire, his hair tied back into a neat ponytail. His mind was clouded with thoughts—he couldn't return to the Gusu Lan Sect. If they discovered he had been touched by a demon, he would be punished severely. He couldn't enter their Virgin Temple either.

As he wandered aimlessly, trying to clear his head, he accidentally found himself in a forbidden room, one that he had never seen before.

Lan Wangji: "What is this?"

The room was traditional in design, almost identical to the ones from the Gusu Lan Sect—a place from his past. It was beautiful, though, with a fountain in the center. As his eyes drifted to a cluster of delicate pink flowers near the water, he felt a sudden urge to pick one. He wanted to give it to Wei Ying—but before he could act on the thought, his attention was drawn to something else.

Lan Wangji froze when he noticed someone sitting on the bed, talking to Wei Ying.

Unknown Person: "Are you sure about this, young master? He's a male omega, you know this will damage your reputation."

The voice was male, cold, and dismissive, causing a pain to ripple through Lan Wangji’s chest. He listened closely, his heart sinking with each word.

Wei Ying: Sigh... Well, I actually do like it... But what should I do? The first time I saw him, he opened my lust and desire... but it's nothing special at all. Maybe I’ll just enjoy him until I find a more suitable one. [sarcastically]

The words stung, and Lan Wangji’s heart twisted painfully. The hurtful remarks from Wei Ying—the one he had loved, the one he had promised to cherish—felt like a blow to his very soul. He closed his eyes, shaking, his mind reeling with memories of Wei Ying’s first confession: "I promise to remember all you do to me, all you say... I fancy you, I love you." The derealization hit him hard; he clutched his head, trying to hold on to his sense of reality.

Wei Ying: "Well, who knows? Maybe I’ll fall in love with him..." [in a non-sarcastic tone]

But Lan Wangji couldn't hear anything else. Suddenly, a demon one of Wei Ying’s men stepped forward, and Wei Ying, distracted by his thoughts of Lan Zhan, failed to notice.

The demon, angry at Lan Wangji’s presence in their territory, raised his hand and slapped Lan Wangji harshly.

Wei Ying’s protective instincts kicked in immediately. He jumped forward, dodging the kick from his servant and sending the demon flying with a single, well-placed strike.

Wei Ying: "Look at me, Lan Zhan! Are you okay?" [his voice laced with concern]

Lan Wangji: [eyes widening as a smile broke out on his face] "You... called my name..."

Wei Ying was furious when he saw Lan Wangji's lips bleeding, the red mark from the slap on his face. His vengefulness triggered, and his eyes flashed red. He stood up, anger overflowing. Lan Wangji tried to reach for him, but Wei Ying’s fury was uncontrollable.

Wei Ying marched toward the demon.

Demon: "Wait!"

The demon pleaded, but Wei Ying was far beyond listening. He punished him cruelly, ensuring the demon understood just how serious he was about protecting what was his.

Wei Ying: "Did I command you to do that?"

The demon, kneeling before Wei Ying, begged for mercy.

Lan Wangji, still struggling to rise from the ground, tried to get closer to Wei Ying, but his body failed him. Wei Ying turned to him, his expression softening as he walked over, crouching down to lift Lan Wangji up into his arms.

Lan Wangji: "Wei Ying!?... No... I can..."

The pain from his injuries was nothing compared to the comfort of being held by Wei Ying. Lan Wangji could only lean on him, his heart racing with the closeness. He couldn't deny the way Wei Ying’s warmth made him feel.

Wei Ying, despite his earlier anger, seemed upset himself as he carefully carried Lan Wangji away from the scene. He gave a command to his men.

Wei Ying: "Punish him."

The punishers grabbed the demon guard, dragging him away. The demon pleaded for mercy, sobbing.

Demon: "Please, please! It was an accident! Don't punish me! Please spare me!"

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