Lan Wangji watches him as he gasps, each breathing sharps his senses were assaulted each time he rubs his prostate and stroke his length. Lan Wangji's breathing speed up, willing his own self-restraint to hold himself back. His cock is big and hard between his legs with a throbbing ache.

"I need you too. I always need you." He whispered as he slowly pulls out his fingers and lay kisses over his body, each kiss is gentle and warm on his skin, his tongue running over the golden scars of his body, claiming him.

Once he's adequately prepared, he has an idea. "One moment, Wei Ying. This might heighten your pleasure." He searches for the gift on the bedside table to pick a blindfold.

"For your eyes." He puts the black blindfold around his eyes to wrap it around his head. "To tie your wrists." He pins his wrists together above his head and ties his headband around to restrain him. His golden eyes are molten with heat watching him purposely.

He lifts his hips up, gently teasing the entrance with the tip of his cock, and gently slides his length all the way in, inch by inch and once he buried himself deep inside of him, he waits for him to adjust.