Wei Wuxian hums in reply, tongue flicking out to taste. Lan Wangji tastes faintly of salt where he is wettest, and beneath that, something he's never experienced before, save for perhaps in the heat of Lan Wangji's mouth. It's a scent and flavor unique to him, and Wei Wuxian swiftly opens his mouth taste more of it. He pulls Lan Wangji's cock into his mouth, sliding down almost halfway just to feel the weight of him against his tongue.

Gaze flicking up, Wei Wuxian can't help but groan. He feels so full already, and there is so much more to go, seeming miles of hot, velvety flesh, and he sinks down deeper, groaning once more when he realizes he can feel Lan Wangji's pulse against the flat of his tongue.