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Lan Zhan lay beneath him, flushed, lips parted, eyes dazed. His robes were slightly askew, revealing just a hint of pale skin where Wei Ying had tugged at his collar.
Wei Ying smirked, bracing himself over him, fingers tracing the delicate curve of Lan Zhan’s jaw. “How did we get here, Lan Zhan?” he murmured, voice low, teasing.
Lan Zhan’s breath was unsteady. “You…” He swallowed, gaze flickering to Wei Ying’s lips before darting away. “You kissed me.”
Wei Ying chuckled, pressing his weight down just enough to make Lan Zhan shiver. “Mm, I did.” His fingers trailed lower, ghosting over Lan Zhan’s exposed collarbone. “And you kissed me back.”
Lan Zhan turned his head, cheeks burning. “…Mn.”
Wei Ying’s smirk widened. “So shy, Lan Zhan.” He dipped lower, letting his breath tickle Lan Zhan’s ear. “But I like it.”
Lan Zhan’s hands tightened in the sheets, but he didn’t push him away.
Wei Ying exhaled, pleased. “I could let you go,” he mused, lips grazing warm skin. “Or…” He nipped at Lan Zhan’s throat, grinning at the way he trembled.
“…I could keep you right here, beneath me.”
“…Mn.”
Wei Ying laughed softly. “I’ll take that as a yes.”