"Kiss me," Wei Ying repeated, smile widening. He licked at Lan Zhan's lips in return, giggling playfully as their tongues cross. When Lan Zhan deepens the kiss, he moans, arching up beneath him as the pleasure immediately shifts into need. Relaxing his jaw, Wei Ying kisses back just as deeply, inviting Lan Zhan into his mouth.

His body lifts beneath Lan Zhan, undulating up in his need to be closer to him. Lan Zhan lets go to brush the dolls away, and Wei Ying immediately catches his hands again afterward, weaving their fingers back together so that he can be as connected as possible with Lan Zhan while they kiss.