( He looks entirely satisfied with himself, and more than a little turned on again based on that generous response from Lan Zhan. When he's being tugged upward, he goes without protest, walking on knees and sliding up and around as much as he can in the tangle of their limbs, both acutely aware of their nudity and also sinking into the kiss he finds waiting for him when he's on a level with Lan Zhan's face.
Wei Wuxian, much less in tune with what he himself needs than with what anyone else needs, responds to the contact by starting to wrap himself around Lan Zhan, ignoring that certain parts of him are having very automatic responses even while still a touch too sensitive.
The closeness is something he finds himself melting into, not reflecting on the why, or just how grounding it is to hold and be held. The problem in never having thought about things in particulars, before, is the lack of awareness that comes along with it.
At least he's a quick learner. )
This isn't how you're going to convince me to wake up earlier, is it?
( He says eventually, the jest falling a bit flat as he presses another kiss to the corner of Lan Zhan's eye, less out of aim and more out of opportunity. Wei Wuxian makes no move to leave, or even head toward the bathroom, or any of the many things he might normally do. He's showing every inclination of just staying here, naked, with Lan Zhan, sweat drying on their skin, kisses keeping their lips swollen, and the sheets abandoned as wildly as they deserved. Getting up would feel a bit like breaking a precious, fragile bubble around where they are right now, and he's not certain he's strong enough to want to yet. )
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Wei Wuxian, much less in tune with what he himself needs than with what anyone else needs, responds to the contact by starting to wrap himself around Lan Zhan, ignoring that certain parts of him are having very automatic responses even while still a touch too sensitive.
The closeness is something he finds himself melting into, not reflecting on the why, or just how grounding it is to hold and be held. The problem in never having thought about things in particulars, before, is the lack of awareness that comes along with it.
At least he's a quick learner. )
This isn't how you're going to convince me to wake up earlier, is it?
( He says eventually, the jest falling a bit flat as he presses another kiss to the corner of Lan Zhan's eye, less out of aim and more out of opportunity. Wei Wuxian makes no move to leave, or even head toward the bathroom, or any of the many things he might normally do. He's showing every inclination of just staying here, naked, with Lan Zhan, sweat drying on their skin, kisses keeping their lips swollen, and the sheets abandoned as wildly as they deserved. Getting up would feel a bit like breaking a precious, fragile bubble around where they are right now, and he's not certain he's strong enough to want to yet. )