Once again the touch isn't expected, yet neither is it a surprise, the sudden intimate touch a natural extension to the path Lan Zhan is blazing down his body. Wei Wuxian's fingers tighten in the sheets once more, his mouth open to pant as his breaths come suddenly short.

"I can't think when you touch me like this," he manages, hips shifting backwards for more. He wars with himself for a moment, finally cracking his mouth to ask, "Please touch me with two again."