Wei Wuxian makes a small, desperate sound as the heat around him disappears, but no sooner are Lan Wangji's words rasped into the space between them does his mouth return, and Wei Wuxian feels that he will choke on the sudden return of so much pleasure.

He grips Lan Wangji's hair, hips lifting off the bed to thrust one, twice, into the waiting heat of his mouth, and on the third the pressure erupts and spills over, ecstasy bursting like a firework at his core as he comes into the soft, damp cavern of Lan Wangji's mouth.