[The hot slide of those fingers around him, made slick by his own messy fluids feels both lewd and stimulating. Those deep kisses are enough to make him dizzy, breathless, whimpering against the press of lips as Lan Zhan strokes him, pushing him closer and closer to completion. His lips are already kiss-red, and the drag of teeth over them is intoxicating.
He tries to chase after, despite how his breath is coming faster, but Lan Zhan's whispered demand hits him and he's never wanted so badly to do as he's told. Does Lan Zhan have any idea what his voice does? How he can say such things and be so effortlessly and absolutely devastating? The words have barely left Hanguang Jun's mouth before Wei Wuxian is grinding his hips against his hand, and it's only a handful of seconds before he fulfills that whispered request.
His head falls back, exposing the long and pale column of his neck, now peppered with the evidence of Lan Zhan's affection. His name is an urgent whisper that grows into a cry as Wei Wuxian comes between them, his once tight and tense muscles relaxing as his breath quickly rises and falls.]
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He tries to chase after, despite how his breath is coming faster, but Lan Zhan's whispered demand hits him and he's never wanted so badly to do as he's told. Does Lan Zhan have any idea what his voice does? How he can say such things and be so effortlessly and absolutely devastating? The words have barely left Hanguang Jun's mouth before Wei Wuxian is grinding his hips against his hand, and it's only a handful of seconds before he fulfills that whispered request.
His head falls back, exposing the long and pale column of his neck, now peppered with the evidence of Lan Zhan's affection. His name is an urgent whisper that grows into a cry as Wei Wuxian comes between them, his once tight and tense muscles relaxing as his breath quickly rises and falls.]