[Wei Wuxian's eye are drawn to the slight peeking of tongue, and one doesn't need any more hints as to what Lan Zhan means.
He settles himself properly against his husband, leaning back and resting some of his weight against his large, warm hands. He cannot get over how large Lan Zhan's hands are, they're wonderful.]
Does my husband want to offer his mouth? [He reaches out, thumb following the path the tongue made earlier on Lan Zhan's lip, before settling on the plush lower and pulling slightly.] He wants me inside him?
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He settles himself properly against his husband, leaning back and resting some of his weight against his large, warm hands. He cannot get over how large Lan Zhan's hands are, they're wonderful.]
Does my husband want to offer his mouth? [He reaches out, thumb following the path the tongue made earlier on Lan Zhan's lip, before settling on the plush lower and pulling slightly.] He wants me inside him?