Wei Wuxian's heart pounds as he looks down at Lan Zhan like that, cheek against his hip, eyes dark with emotion, lips so close to Wuxian's weeping cock. He can barely focus on the words while Lan Zhan is gazing at him like that, but then Lan Zhan's mouth is on him, warm and wet against sensitive flesh, and he moans, hips lifting before he can stop himself. "Lan Zhan."
It's all too good to be true, but Lan Zhan knows him, loves him, and wants to give him pleasure. Wuxian doesn't have the strength to try again to stop this. "Lan Zhan."
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It's all too good to be true, but Lan Zhan knows him, loves him, and wants to give him pleasure. Wuxian doesn't have the strength to try again to stop this. "Lan Zhan."