Lan Zhan takes a sharp breath at the touch of warm skin and impatiently but efficiently shrugs off his robes before leaning down to kiss Wei Ying's brand.

"Bruises from before are all gone," he complains as he bites down below the brand, needing to reclaim what is now his. He can feel Wei Ying hard against him, heart racing at the thought that it is for him and he grinds against him. "Have new places I want to leave them. Will show you."