[ Oh, how Wei Wuxian misses that little side effect right now, in this moment. He should have brought the lubricant he has in his room with him — or maybe he should just make it habit to carry it with him going forward? He doesn't know yet. But what he does know is that the deep kiss he's getting from Lan Wangji makes his toes curl and he sees stars with how good it feels. It really is different kissing someone you love (platonically) versus someone you just like.
He sinks into that kiss, into the grind of their erections together, the heavy weight of Lan Wangji's body. He wants to feel more of it, to wrap his legs around his waist and be taken. But not yet, he can't just yet, he needs to be prepped first. Fuck. There's a soft, breathless laugh at Lan Wangji's words because yeah, that's ... that's definitely where he's at as well. He's never been all that patient of a guy but something about Lan Wangji just gets him going. ]
Ha... I could say the same to you, you know.
[ But then, with zero hesitation, he takes Lan Wangji's fingers in his mouth and begins to suck on them. Lathering them with spit. He knows the purpose of this but he also wants to make it good for Lan Wangji, wants him to think of his mouth and how much he wants it in other ways. His tongue slides against calloused fingertips and between his digits while he lets out a low moan against him, eyes falling closed as he lays here, legs spread underneath him to let Lan Wangji settle between them.
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Date: 2025-05-20 04:55 am (UTC)He sinks into that kiss, into the grind of their erections together, the heavy weight of Lan Wangji's body. He wants to feel more of it, to wrap his legs around his waist and be taken. But not yet, he can't just yet, he needs to be prepped first. Fuck. There's a soft, breathless laugh at Lan Wangji's words because yeah, that's ... that's definitely where he's at as well. He's never been all that patient of a guy but something about Lan Wangji just gets him going. ]
Ha... I could say the same to you, you know.
[ But then, with zero hesitation, he takes Lan Wangji's fingers in his mouth and begins to suck on them. Lathering them with spit. He knows the purpose of this but he also wants to make it good for Lan Wangji, wants him to think of his mouth and how much he wants it in other ways. His tongue slides against calloused fingertips and between his digits while he lets out a low moan against him, eyes falling closed as he lays here, legs spread underneath him to let Lan Wangji settle between them.
Fuck, this feels sooooo good. ]