Wei Wuxian is grateful with the new location of his hands, hugging Lan Wangji's neck tightly as fingers dig into the others back, scratching along the skin and then tangling into the long dark hair that cascades down his back. Becoming entangled in it just as their bodies are.

The man's name in all it's many forms is pouring from his lips. Every title he can come up with is like a desperate plea for more, to keep this feeling going for as long as they are both capable of. Everything is so hot and sweat has broken out across his forehead.

The feeling of that hand, and his body, and that length plunging into him is all too much. He can't hold back any longer as he feels that pleasure reach it's breaking point inside of him. As he digs his nails into flesh, his hips lifts up and that release spills between them and over Lan Wangji's hand.

Without even a warning of the other man to prepare, Wei Wuxian's body tenses around him, hips jerking with the force of that release and pleasure exploes through his body.