[It surely wasn't that he was completely pure and pristine, some things were good for easing tension, but he hadn't mastered all six arts at a young age by being easily distracted. He enjoyed flirting, sure, turning heads, why not? But in the end, it was all bluster and bravado and rumor. He spent most of his time studying, inventing, and once he'd lost his core, keeping the resentful energy under control had required every bit of willpower he had.
To be able to be so unrestrained with Lan Zhan though, it felt so good. Fulfilling, in a way, to not have to worry, not put on a face for anyone, just let himself feel. The hand trailed down his chest, toned muscles, a faint tickle at his sides that makes his breath stutter, before drawing a line where hip met thigh. He arched up into it, eager for the touch, even if it was only a tease.]
"Lan Zhan," he breathed, "Lan-er-gege, don't make me beg."
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To be able to be so unrestrained with Lan Zhan though, it felt so good. Fulfilling, in a way, to not have to worry, not put on a face for anyone, just let himself feel. The hand trailed down his chest, toned muscles, a faint tickle at his sides that makes his breath stutter, before drawing a line where hip met thigh. He arched up into it, eager for the touch, even if it was only a tease.]
"Lan Zhan," he breathed, "Lan-er-gege, don't make me beg."