Lan Zhan takes a careful, slow breath as just the light touch and the suggestion of the act makes him flush with desire.

"When Wei Ying is ready for such an act," he murmurs. "Or if not, Wei Ying can do to me. Easier when Wei Ying is receiving pleasure from what we do." He is not entirely certain he could manage to relax enough to take Wei Ying in such a way but he would find a way for Wei Ying. "Just want to do all of this correctly. Wei Ying should not have less because of how I am."