Lan Wangji in response tightens his embrace around him, eyes closed as he continues kissing him, not wanting to end. He groans with pleasure when the other pressed his body closer to him, as he selfishly wants to seize happiness, almost greedily.
Wei Wuxian expected the worst reaction. But this time, Lan Wangji is determined not to smack himself out of panic. He doesn't want to drown. Because while he wasn't sober, he remembered clearly what happened that night, but pretended it didn't happen out of denial.
Eventually, when the kiss breaks, Lan Wangji simply gaze at him....almost longingly for a few silent moments. He wanted to make sure Wei Wuxian wanted this.
He promised there is no anger. Just an expression of perplexed and concern, and perhaps, in his eyes, genuine care for him.
"Wei Ying? Are you all right? Are you ill? If this is...if this is what you want, maybe we can go somewhere in private? Your room perhaps?"
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Wei Wuxian expected the worst reaction. But this time, Lan Wangji is determined not to smack himself out of panic. He doesn't want to drown. Because while he wasn't sober, he remembered clearly what happened that night, but pretended it didn't happen out of denial.
Eventually, when the kiss breaks, Lan Wangji simply gaze at him....almost longingly for a few silent moments. He wanted to make sure Wei Wuxian wanted this.
He promised there is no anger. Just an expression of perplexed and concern, and perhaps, in his eyes, genuine care for him.
"Wei Ying? Are you all right? Are you ill? If this is...if this is what you want, maybe we can go somewhere in private? Your room perhaps?"