Wei Wuxian's nimble mind is in total arrest, no thought in his mind beyond yes and how? and more. It is fortunate indeed that they are out by the river and not in the dorms, for the sounds Lan Zhan's clever hands ring from him cannot be caught no matter how he tries, and soon Wei Wuxian abandons his own will entirely, whimpers devolving into mewls the longer Lan Zhan strokes him inside and out. "Lan Zhan," he manages, tightly closed eyes cracked to gaze at him in wonder.