[ Forever destined to respond whenever his soulmate calls for him, Lan Wangji parts from the kisses, nuzzling at Wei Wuxian's jaw for a moment while allowing himself to speak. What Wei Ying calls for, he doesn't know. Well— he can hope it is what he thinks it is, an open-ended plead for more. It certainly doesn't sound like a no from the tone, a call to stop. He seems perfectly content to be trapped under Lan Wangji's weight, making no effort to struggle or break free.
( Though there is something to be said about that sudden flash of imagery, of Wei Ying attempting to wriggle free from beneath him, pleading for mercy or leniency and being given none. Hmm. )
Lan Wangji answers, but not with words.
His mouth roams to nip and kiss at the neck on offer beside it as a hand begins to explore too, slipping under Wei Wuxian's shirt to run over his stomach and lower chest with an inquisitive touch before it retreats lower and settles back onto the bone of his hip, holding him down with a firm grip as he rocks himself forward. He'd already been laying there half hard since before the kissing, ever since their close proximity and the added audio began, and there is no way to hide it now as their bodies press together— isn't even aiming to hide it but instead hopes to draw the same reaction in return, to know that Wei Ying feels the same in return, that he wants, that simply kissing is not enough, could never be enough. ]
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Date: 2025-04-23 10:23 pm (UTC)[ Forever destined to respond whenever his soulmate calls for him, Lan Wangji parts from the kisses, nuzzling at Wei Wuxian's jaw for a moment while allowing himself to speak. What Wei Ying calls for, he doesn't know. Well— he can hope it is what he thinks it is, an open-ended plead for more. It certainly doesn't sound like a no from the tone, a call to stop. He seems perfectly content to be trapped under Lan Wangji's weight, making no effort to struggle or break free.
( Though there is something to be said about that sudden flash of imagery, of Wei Ying attempting to wriggle free from beneath him, pleading for mercy or leniency and being given none. Hmm. )
Lan Wangji answers, but not with words.
His mouth roams to nip and kiss at the neck on offer beside it as a hand begins to explore too, slipping under Wei Wuxian's shirt to run over his stomach and lower chest with an inquisitive touch before it retreats lower and settles back onto the bone of his hip, holding him down with a firm grip as he rocks himself forward. He'd already been laying there half hard since before the kissing, ever since their close proximity and the added audio began, and there is no way to hide it now as their bodies press together— isn't even aiming to hide it but instead hopes to draw the same reaction in return, to know that Wei Ying feels the same in return, that he wants, that simply kissing is not enough, could never be enough. ]