Wei Wuxian's brow lifts, but it isn't really so surprising that even though he's already made Wei Wuxian come, Lan Zhan refuses to do it himself without him. Wei Wuxian lets his cock slide from his lips, pressing a kiss to the tip before he crawls up Lan Zhan's body. He settles down against him, teeth in his bottom lip for the drag of his own cock against Lan Zhan's belly, hard and aching from the moment he first put Lan Zhan in his mouth. Shifting up on an elbow, Wei Wuxian takes both their cocks in his hand, stroking them together and moaning for the immediate burst of pleasure. "Like this, Lan Zhan?"