Wei Ying melts beneath him, moaning and writhing as Lan Zhan blankets him with kisses and bites. He feels Lan Zhan starting to grind against him, Lan Zhan hard for him beneath his robes. "Gege," he breathes, grin wide with joy and desire. "Lan Er-Gege."

Gasping as that hand slides down, groping him, Wei Ying grinds up into it without hesitation, eager for more. The situation has shifted so suddenly, one kiss turning hungrily into more. Wei Ying hasn't done any of this before, but he doesn't want to stop.

Nodding once with eager desire, Wei Ying starts helping to strip off clothes, wanting to have access to Lan Zhan's skin as soon as possible. "Lan Zhan."