Lan Zhan looks so anxious, and Wei Wuxian leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to his mouth. "It's alright," he says, "Only, warn me if you are next to use three." He looks down at Lan Zhan's cock, held close and slick against his own. Lan Zhan's fingers are so large. Three would be like his cock, he thinks, a thought that makes Wei Wuxian's heart race. He will need wine, perhaps, before such an occasion.

Mind returning to the task at hand, Wei Wuxian pumps his wrist, sighing when the slide is so much easier. "It's so good, Lan Zhan," he says, turning pleasure drunk eyes on him. "I like doing these things with you so much."