He groans softly as Lan Wangji's mouth starts to explore his body. Nothing can heat his skin up quite like this feeling. "Lan Zhan, my husband." His voice purrs the words.

His hands come up to thread into Lan Wangji's hair as the man begins to play with the sensitive flesh of his nipples. He feels his body respond immediately to the contact, always enjoying whenever the man uses his mouth on him.