Wei Wuxian yelps for the sudden, forceful position change, laughing afterward, because of course Lan Zhan will not behave as expected. "Then Lan Zhan should take the rest of my clothes off," he advises, breaths coming faster as Lan Zhan's mouth presses closer and closer to his groin.

"Else I will have to explain to the tailor so many teeth made holes in my robes."