[wei ying is pretty sure that those who still want to gossip and accuse him won't be convinced even by a marriage to hanguang-jun. they'll continue believing that he must've played some wicked tricks on lan zhan's heart. they just won't dare to say it to his face.

he's beyond caring. wei ying wants to marry him because it's lan zhan, the man that he loves. it's nothing less and nothing more than that one unalterable fact. he presses the curve of his smile against lan zhan's mouth when he starts undressing him.]

Mmm, please help me Lan Zhan. I'm so weak and innocent~

[whining. this is one of his favorite games to play, it was with yanli too, except it's a naughty version for lan zhan. wei ying drags him to the ground once they're both naked, his hair fanning out beneath him. he rolls his hips against him until the sounds that lan zhan make turn more gutteral and his hands become more demanding. it turns wei ying on even more. he lifts his head to kiss lan zhan's shoulder while his fingers trace the ridge of a scar there. wei ying whispers his name, gasps and seeks friction between their bodies. he slowly becoming more frenzied.

...but why is he hearing someone else calling for lan zhan too?

his brows knit before wei ying's eyes fly open, wide and alarmed.]

No. [he gasps, one leg already locking in place around lan zhan's hip.] Tell them to go away - nevermind. GO AWAY.

[wei ying shouts at the door himself. whatever reason they have for coming for lan wangji at this hour, whatever emergency there is, it can wait until morning.]

Lan Zhan! Look at me! Only me!

[he wraps his other leg around him, his entire body desperate. people still want to keep them apart, lan zhan, gusu is surely not on fire!]