[He opens his mouth to tease, but before he can speak so much as a word, his lips are sealed with a kiss, rough and hungry and bruising. The noise he makes is startled, but easily muffled as they continue. He fights to keep up, snatching breath where he can, his hands reaching up, slipping beneath his collar to caress neck and shoulders appreciatively.]
...Oh? Is that all you wanted? Why didn't you... say so?
[He barely manages to get the words out, between the harsh press of kisses. The bathrobes do little to conceal, so he hardly feels exposed, even as the air hits his skin. Lan Zhan's hands are broad and warm, and he arches his back up into them, eager for his touch.]
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...Oh? Is that all you wanted? Why didn't you... say so?
[He barely manages to get the words out, between the harsh press of kisses. The bathrobes do little to conceal, so he hardly feels exposed, even as the air hits his skin. Lan Zhan's hands are broad and warm, and he arches his back up into them, eager for his touch.]