Once those thrusts start his body feels weak from the pleasure they cause. He grips the sheets as he rocks back, an opposite rhythm from Lan Wangj's so that their bodies can crash together in a powerful way, feeling that hard length drive all the way up to the hilt with each movement. He feels that man pound into him and strike that precious spot with a force that makes stars form in front of his eyes.

"Ahnn...yessss..fuck me harder, Lan er-gege! Punish this body with yours."

With one hand he reaches down and helps Lan Wangji's hand as he strokes his length, wanting to feel himself being sandwiched between Lan Wangji's body and his hand. The pounding of those thrusts moving in time with the pumping of that hand.