[he's gasping his name now, shaking his head when lan zhan promises to send their unwelcome and uninvited visitors away. he should have some shame about the way he makes lan zhan peel his body from him, but he doesn't.
wei ying lies sprawled and sad when he's gone. but lan zhan promised, and everyone knows he's a man of his word. wei ying picks up the vial of oil, uncapping it while he listens. he almost feels sorry for the messengers. almost. he smiles to himself, getting his fingers nice and slick as continues to eavesdrop.
you know. this is actually sort of working for him.
he can imagine lan zhan's face right now, the cut of his perfect jaw and the piercing intensity in his eyes. wei ying's own flutter closed as he reaches between his legs and back. he teases himself shallowly while listening to his lover's voice, pushing his fingers in deeper with every stern sentence. it just so happens that lan zhan's voice is the sexiest thing he's ever heard when he's using that tone - using that tone but not on him, that is.
this is how lan zhan will find him when he returns with his sweet apologies. wei ying flushed, a little of the oil smeared against his skin. ready but leaving the best parts for lan zhan. more hungry for him than ever.]
Lan Zhan, I love you so much. More than anything.
[and that, the sheer adoration in wei ying's eyes. a gaze that they'd shared long before either of them said the words.]
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[he's gasping his name now, shaking his head when lan zhan promises to send their unwelcome and uninvited visitors away. he should have some shame about the way he makes lan zhan peel his body from him, but he doesn't.
wei ying lies sprawled and sad when he's gone. but lan zhan promised, and everyone knows he's a man of his word. wei ying picks up the vial of oil, uncapping it while he listens. he almost feels sorry for the messengers. almost. he smiles to himself, getting his fingers nice and slick as continues to eavesdrop.
you know. this is actually sort of working for him.
he can imagine lan zhan's face right now, the cut of his perfect jaw and the piercing intensity in his eyes. wei ying's own flutter closed as he reaches between his legs and back. he teases himself shallowly while listening to his lover's voice, pushing his fingers in deeper with every stern sentence. it just so happens that lan zhan's voice is the sexiest thing he's ever heard when he's using that tone - using that tone but not on him, that is.
this is how lan zhan will find him when he returns with his sweet apologies. wei ying flushed, a little of the oil smeared against his skin. ready but leaving the best parts for lan zhan. more hungry for him than ever.]
Lan Zhan, I love you so much. More than anything.
[and that, the sheer adoration in wei ying's eyes. a gaze that they'd shared long before either of them said the words.]