Wei Ying is still amazed that all of this has happened, and the talk of marriage is a bit much and a bit intense when he's only just had his first kiss, but he appreciates the sweetness and the devotion of it.
For once, he keeps his mouth shut. He's not sure how to respond to such a thing, even though it means a lot to him to be wanted.
He gasps as Lan Zhan lowers him onto the bed, hands tightening briefly on Lan Zhan at that sensation of falling, but Lan Zhan is so careful and gentle with him, laying him down and then pressing down atop him. He's warm and solid, all muscle, and Wei Ying feels safe.
Lan Zhan traps his hands and Wei Ying squeezes tight, returning each kiss with desperate need. He wants to soak up every drop of love that Lan Zhan is giving him, aching with need to be cherished like this.
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For once, he keeps his mouth shut. He's not sure how to respond to such a thing, even though it means a lot to him to be wanted.
He gasps as Lan Zhan lowers him onto the bed, hands tightening briefly on Lan Zhan at that sensation of falling, but Lan Zhan is so careful and gentle with him, laying him down and then pressing down atop him. He's warm and solid, all muscle, and Wei Ying feels safe.
Lan Zhan traps his hands and Wei Ying squeezes tight, returning each kiss with desperate need. He wants to soak up every drop of love that Lan Zhan is giving him, aching with need to be cherished like this.