Wei Wuxian squeezes back, eyes falling closed as Lan Wangji's hot tongue strokes along his newly interested length. "I only want to be good for you," he sighs. He doesn't know how, his usual instincts all but silent when Lan Wangji presents him with a new idea towards bodily pleasure. His mind is so quick, but beyond procuring wine, Wei Wuxian almost never uses it towards pursuit of his own happiness. It ought to be selfless, but instead, he finds he feels quite stupid.

"I wish I knew more," he admits. "I like to make you feel good so much."