This chapter is about the love making between the boyfriends... Wangxian
Weiying & Wangji
Weiying & Wangji
Weiying pov:
His huge hand came toward me. I recoiled instinctively, but without any effort he took me gently in his fist and stood up. I cannot describe the feeling of literally finding myself in my man's hand. I felt like the most insignificant being in the world. I was really beginning to regret what I had done.
Lan zhan was really amused with the entire situation. Holding Weiying in his palm felt like a dream, and he pinched the other man's cheek playfully, smiling at the squeal of protest that came from Weiying.
Lan zhan continued to caress his face, his fingertips roaming over the smooth skin before he pinched his boyfriend's nose playfully. Lan zhan couldn't help but let out a amused scoff at the sight of the normally-talkative, confident Wei Ying now turned into a tiny shaking mess.
"My little mouse now. My little mouse forever. Only mine," he whispered softly, bringing his boyfriend up to his face to kiss his forehead gently. The warmth of Lan Zhan's breath washed over Weiying, the soft press of his lips feather-light but impossibly inti'mate.
Weiying's heart fluttered wildly in his chest at Lan Zhan's possessive words. Being referred to as "his little mouse" sent a shiver down his spine, a delicious mix of embarrassment and delight. The nickname, spoken in that low, reverent tone, made him feel both cherished and claimed in a way that left him breathless. He couldn't help but nestle a little closer into Lan Zhan's arms, seeking out the comfort and security that radiated from his boyfriend's careful hold. The sensation of being enveloped by those large, gentle fingers and lifted effortlessly to Lan Zhan's face was both terrifying and exhilarating, making his nerves tingle with anticipation. Weiying let out a shaky breath, his cheeks flushed, still trying to process the surreal situation-one moment he was teasing Lan Zhan, and now he was literally in the arms of his love, vulnerable and adored.
Lan zhan noticed the shiver that ran down his boyfriend's body and smirked. "You like that huh? You like being my little mouse?" he teased, running his thumb gently along the side of Weiying's face.
Weiying let out a small whine, both embarrassed and turned on at the same time. "Don't say it like that..." he muttered, but his flushed cheeks and the way he leaned into Lan zhan's touch betrayed him.
Lan Zhan hand went inside Weiying's shirt. And the sudden sensation of Lan zhan's hand slipping under Weiying's shirt sent a shiver down his spine. The warmth of his hand on his bare skin was both soothing and arou'sing at the same time.
Weiying's breath hitched as he felt Lan zhan's fingers tracing patterns on his chest, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. He couldn't help but arch his back, pressing himself further into Lan zhan's touch.
Lan zhan smirked as he felt his boyfriend arching into his touch, clearly reacting to his every move. He could feel the heat radiating off of the smaller man's skin, and he couldn't help but want more.
The giant gently lifted Weiying up until he was level with his face once more. "You're so sensitive," he teased, his voice low and gravelly.
Weiying let out a whimper as he was lifted up, his entire body now exposed and completely at the mercy of his giant boyfriend. He could feel the heat and weight of Lan zhan's gaze on him, and it sent a thrill through his body.
"I can't help it, you're driving me crazy," Weiying muttered, his voice shaky with arousal.
Lan zhan chuckled, enjoying the effect he was having on his boyfriend. "I know," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "You're so responsive. I love it."
With that, he leaned down and began to place a trail of kisses along Weiying's neck, his lips hot and possessive against the sensitive skin.
Weiying let out a gasp as he felt the kisses on his neck, his body arching up instinctively to meet Lan zhan's touch. Each kiss sent a wave of pleasure coursing through him, and he couldn't help but shiver at the intensity of the sensations.
"Lan zhan, please," he moa'ned, tilting his head back to give his boyfriend better access.
Lan zhan's grip tightened on Weiying's waist as he heard the pleading tone in his voice. He knew exactly what his boyfriend wanted, and he was more than willing to give it to him.
"Begging already, my little mouse?" he teased, his mouth hovering over Weiying's ear.
Weiying whimpered, the teasing tone in Lan zhan's voice only making him more arou'sed. "Please, I can't take it anymore. I need you," he gasped out, his body trembling with need.
Lan zhan hand slide down towards Weiying jeans, he begin touching and teasing his boyfriend with his hand.
Weiying let out a strangled gasp as he felt Lan zhan's hand move to his jeans, his fingers tracing patterns over the fabric. The teasing touch was enough to drive him insane, and he could feel his body reacting wildly to his boyfriend's touch.
"Lan zhan, please, don't tease me like this," he begged, his voice strained.
Lan zhan let out a low chuckle, thoroughly enjoying the effect he was having on his boyfriend. "Why not? I like seeing you all worked up like this."
With that, he popped the button on the top of Weiying's jeans, slowly unzipping them and teasing his fingers under the waistband. "You're so sensitive," he purred, his voice low and gravelly. "I wonder how you'll react when I touch you here..."
Weiying's body arched up involuntarily at the sound of Lan zhan's voice, his entire being hyper aware of every movement his boyfriend was making. When he felt his hand move lower, teasing the skin right above his under'wear, he let out a choked mo'an. "Lan zhan, you're going to drive me insane," he gasped out, his voice shaking with anticipation.
"That's the plan," Lan zhan replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction. He loved seeing his boyfriend writhe with pleasure in his hand, and he was determined to make him even more desperate.
With that, he slid his hand further down, his thumb rubbing against the sensitive skin of Weiying's hip. "You're so beautiful like this," he murmured, his voice filled with affection.
Weiying couldn't help but whine at the words, his body trembling with need. The teasing touch of Lan zhan's thumb against his skin was driving him crazy, and he found himself pushing his hips towards his boyfriend's hand.
"Please, Lan zhan, I can't take it anymore. I need you," he pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation.
"Patience, my little mouse," Lan zhan murmured, his voice both soothing and teasing at the same time. "I want to take my time with you."
With that, he slowly pulled down on the waistband of Weiying's under'wear, his hand now resting just above the sensitive area. "You're so worked up already," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "You're just begging for my touch, aren't you?"
Weiying could feel the heat radiating from Lan zhan's hand, his body growing more and more desperate with every movement. He knew that Lan zhan was teasing him on purpose, but he couldn't help the way he reacted to his touch.
"Lan zhan, please," he pleaded, his voice shaking with need, "don't make me beg."
Lan zhan smirked, the sound of his boyfriend's begging voice sending a thrill through his body. "But I like it when you beg," he teased, his hand moving gently over the sensitive area, "It's so satisfying."
Weiying let out a low mo'an, his body arching up involuntarily at the touch. "Lan zhan, you're torturing me," he gasped out, his body trembling with need, "I can't take it anymore."
"I know," Lan zhan said simply, his hand continuing to tease and caress that sensitive area. "But I like seeing you like this, all desperate and needy for me."
Weiying let out a strangled gasp, his body moving instinctively to get closer to Lan zhan's touch. "Lan zhan, please, I can't-" he pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation, "I need you. I need you so bad."
Lan zhan hand start working up slowly moving and teasing weiying's member.
Weiying let out a sharp gasp, his body trembling as he felt Lan zhan's hand begin to move. The intensity of the sensations was overwhelming, and he couldn't help but mo'an, arching his back as he sought more of Lan zhan's touch.
"Lan zhan," was all he could manage to gasp out, his body completely at the mercy of his boyfriend's teasing. He felt desperately needy, the growing arou'sal coursing through his body making it nearly impossible to think straight, "Please, I want you so badly."
Lan Zhan pressed his hand firmly against Wei Ying's member, his touch both gentle and commanding. Wei Ying gasped sharply as he inhaled, his chest rising dramatically with the sudden intake of breath. The sensation sent electric currents racing through his body, making his toes curl and his fingers clu'tch desperately at the sheets beneath him.
"Oh God. You like that?" Wangji said teasingly, his usually stoic expression now transformed by a rare, knowing smile. His golden eyes gleamed with desire, watching Wei Ying's every reaction with intense focus.
Wei Ying let out a sharp, unrestrained mo'an that seemed to echo through the quiet room, his entire body trembling uncontrollably as Lan Zhan teased and played with him. His back arched involuntarily, seeking more contact with those skilled fingers. "Yes," he gasped out between ragged breaths, his voice breaking with need, "I love it. It feels so good." His dark hair spread across the pillow like spilled ink, contrasting with the flush spreading across his cheeks and down his neck.
He could feel the heat radiating from Lan Zhan's hand, almost burning against his sensitive skin. The deliberate movement of his fingers-sometimes feather-light, sometimes firm and insistent-sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through Wei Ying's body, making him writhe helplessly. Each touch seemed to know exactly where and how to bring him the most exquisite sensations. "Lan Zhan, you're amazing," he managed to gasp out, his voice thick and husky with desire, eyes half-lidded and glazed with passion as he gazed up at his lover's face.
Lan zhan get his face closer between weiying's sensitive legs and weiying could feel his wet breath through his brie'fs.
Weiying let out a whine, his body trembling with anticipation. The mere thought of what was about to happen was enough to drive him wild.
"Lan zhan," he gasped out, his voice cracking with desire, "please. I can't take it anymore."
"You're so hard."
Wangji said looking at Weiying's arou'sal.
Weiying felt a flush of embarrassment run through his body at Lan zhan's observant words, but at the same time, he found himself getting even more arou'sed at the sight of Lan zhan looking at him in that way.
"I can't help it," he gasped out, his body trembling with need, "It's all your fault."
Lan zhan chuckled at the sound of that, the teasing tone in his boyfriend's voice adding to his own arou'sal. "You're such a tease," he said, letting out a low groan, "but you're mine."
With that, he leaned in even closer, his breath hot and heavy against the sensitive flesh of Weiying's thighs.
"You're mine," Lan zhan repeated, his voice low and possessive, "And I'm going to make you mine completely."
He began trailing kisses along Weiying's thigh, his mouth leaving hot, wet marks on the sensitive skin.
Weiying pushed him off himself and Wangji looked up, his mouth open, panting.
"Please." Weiying begged.
"Not yet" Wangji said and slowly removed weiying under'garment.
"Don't you dare." Weiying groaned at Wangji delay.
Wangji chuckled at Weiying's plea, the desperation in his voice making him even more arou'sed. "I love it when you beg," he said, his voice low and gravelly, "but I want to take my time with you."
He slowly removed Weiying's under'garment, his gaze roaming over the exposed flesh with appreciation.
"You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice tinged with desire, "and you're mine."
"Please," Weiying repeated, his voice desperate and needy, "I need you. I can't take it anymore."
He reached down, trying to pull Wangji closer, but the giant gently batted his hand away. "No," Wangji said, his voice firm and commanding, "You'll get what you want when I say you can."
Weiying let out a whine, the sound only serving to heighten Wangji's arou'sal.
Wangji chuckled at Weiying's whined protest, his hand sliding up the man thigh. "Be patient," he said, his voice firm but gentle, "I'll give you what you want soon enough."
He leaned in, placing a kiss on the in'side of Weiying's thigh, his mouth leaving a hot, wet trail up the sensitive skin. "But first," he murmured, "I want to take my time with you."
"Please," Weiying groaned out, his body trembling with need. "I can't take it anymore. I want you so bad."
Wangji placed a hand on Weiying's waist, his grip firm and possessive. "I know," he said, his voice low and authoritative, "I can feel how much you want me. But you're going to have to wait a little longer."
He continued to trail kisses along Weiying's thigh, his mouth hot and wet against the sensitive skin. "Patience, my little mouse," he murmured, "I'm in control here."
Wangji wrapped his lips around Weiying's length, slowly taking it in his mouth as his tongue worked it. Weiying let out a mo'an, his hands grasping at the sheets as Wangji looked up at him with dark, lu'st'ful eyes.
"You like that, don't you?" Wangji asked, his voice rough with arou'sal. "You like it when I make you feel good, don't you? You like it when I make you mo'an and gasp like that, don't you?"
Wangji continued to move his mouth, his tongue swirling and teasing the sensitive flesh. He could feel the way Weiying trembled with pleasure, and he loved it.
"That's it," he murmured, his voice low and sed'uctive, "You're so beautiful like this. So needy and desperate for me."
Wangji took more of him into his mouth, his hand sliding up to grip firmly at the base. He suc'ked harder, his eyes still fixed on weiying's face noticing his expressions.
Weiying let out a long, desperate mo'an, his body trembling as Wangji's mouth worked him. He reached down, his fingers tangling in Wangji's hair, and Wangji looked up at him again, his eyes glittering with dark satisfaction.
"You look so good like this," Wangji murmured, his voice raw with need, "But I'm not done with you yet."
Wangji moved his body lower, spreading weiying legs, his mouth moved down, at his small red hole, he lic'ked it, weiying whole body shivered as if he got some electric shock a loud gasp escaped his mouth, Wangji continue to lick his a'ss.
Wangji pressed a little harder, his tongue circling the entrance and then slipping in'side.
Weiying let out another mo'an, louder this time, the sound echoing through the room. He could feel Wangji's tongue pressing against him, hot and wet, as his hands gripped at the sheets, his body trembling with ple'asure.
"Please," he gasped out, his voice ragged and desperate, "Please, I need more. I need you." Wangji lifted his head, his eyes dark and glittering with l'ust. "You want me, do you?" he asked, his voice low and sed'uctive.
"Yes," Weiying gasped out, "Yes, I want you so badly. I need you now, please."
Wangji let out a low, predatory growl, his eyes flickering over Weiying's body with possessive satisfaction. "You're mine," he said, his voice rough and authoritative, "And I'm going to give you what you want."
Wangji pov:
I stroked his a'ss, watching the muscles tense and relax at my touch taking in every detail. He couldn't help but feel a possessive satisfaction at the sight.
He moved one finger down, tracing the sensitive skin around his boy's entrance. He could feel the muscles tense under his touch, and it only fueled his desires.
He bit his bottom lip.
I placed one hand on his back and pressed down so his back arched and his cheeks spread naturally. I grinned as his hole winked at me and I spread his cheeks, admiring the soft swirl of hair surrounding his hot little rosebud.
"You look so good like this," he murmured, his voice rough and commanding. He could see the needy look on his Weiying's face.
"Mmmm." I grunted as I rubbed my thumb over that sensitive little n'ub. He mo'aned and pressed back. I held his cheeks parted and gently licked up his crack. He whined and I felt him relax under me.
I traced my tongue in a slow, swirling path up and down the sensitive flesh, eliciting a shuddering mo'an from Weiying. I could feel him relaxing, opening up under my ministrations, and it only fueled my desire.
"You're so good for me," I murmured, my voice rough and lu'st'ful. "You're so perfect like this, so submissive and pliable."
He keen as I began to make out with his a'ss. I kissed him, and spanked him a little, and gently licked his crack, mo'aning at how strangely sweet he was.
"I love hearing you mo'an like that," I murmured, my voice low and rough with desire. "You're so needy and desperate for me, aren't you?"
I spa'nked him again, watching as the skin flushed pink. "You like that, don't you? You like it when I'm in control, when I make you feel good?"
"Oh, Er-gege."
Weiying mo'aned
I couldn't help but smirk as I watched how quickly and eagerly Weiying accepted my finger. "You're so hungry for more, aren't you? You need me to take care of you, to give you everything you want."
I added another finger, curling them gently to find that sweet spot in'side. "You're so tight and hot, you need me to stretch you open, don't you? You need me to fill you up, to make you satisfied."
I moved my fingers in and out, stretching him and getting him ready for more. My boy was so responsive, arching his back and moaning with every movement, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of possessiveness.
"You're all mine," I murmured, my voice was possessive and authoritative. "You belong to me, and I'm going to make you feel so good."
"Please," Weiying gasped, his body trembling with need. "I need you. I need you in'side me."
My eyes darkened at the sound of these words. I loved hearing Weiying begging for me, loved hearing the desire in his voice.
I added a third finger, feeling Weiying's body yielding for me. I could hear the way he mo'aned and gasped with every movement, and it only intensified my own desire.
"You're so beautiful like this," I murmured. "So eager and willing. You're all mine, my little mouse, and I'm going to take such good care of you."
Weiying's body trembled with need, his voice rough and desperate. "Please," he mo'aned, his voice low and needy. "Take me, make me yours, please."
My eyes darkened further at the sound of his voice. I could feel my own self-control slipping, the desire to claim and possess growing with every word.
"Con'doms." Weiying asked.
"No need for con'doms," I said, my voice rough with l'ust. "I want to feel you, all of you, nothing between us. Just you and me." I leaned in, placing a possessive kiss on Weiying's hip. "You're mine, and I'm going to make sure you know it."
"Please, er-gege... If you don't fu'ck me now I'm going to die."
Said Weiying
My self-control snapped at the sound of weiying's words. It was all I could take, knowing that my boy was so desperate, so needy, just for me.
"Don't worry," I murmured, my voice rough with l'ust. "I'll take care of you. I'm going to make you mine, completely."
I positioned myself between his thighs, sliding one hand up to grip his hip. His other hand slid up the Weiying's back, to the back of his neck, holding him in place. "Are you ready for me?"
"Yes," Mo'aned Weiying, the need in his voice evident. "Please, Er-gege, I need you. I need you so bad."
My hands tightened on his hip and neck, my grip possessive and firm. "You're mine," I repeated. "I'm going to make you feel so good, my little mouse. You're all mine."
I leaned down, pressing a kiss to Weiying's neck before positioning himself at his entrance. I could feel the heat there, and it took every ounce of self-control I had left not to just bury myself in'side him.
"Patience," I told myself, "Be gentle, make it good for him, don't lose control."
I slowly pushed forward, feeling the tight resistance of his Weiying's body. "Relax," I murmured. "Just relax, I've got you."
Weiying let out a soft noise of ple'asure as I pressed deeper inside, the feeling of the weiying's heat and tightness around me nearly overwhelming. I bit my lip, holding myself back.
His eyes rolled back his head as I bottomed out and felt my ba'lls brush august him. I paused and let him mo'an and adjust to me.
"Go slow.
Said weiying
I could feel Weiying trembling in my grip, could hear the neediness in his voice. "I will," I murmured, my own voice low and rough. "I'll go slow, baby. Just relax and let me take care of you."
I began to move again, my movements were slow and measured. I could feel the weiying's body clenching around me, and I tightened my grip, my hand on the Weiying's hip still holding him in place. "Just relax," I murmured again.
"Oh, er-gege." Weiying gasped out, his voice soft. I could feel a shiver run through Weiying's body, and I smiled.
"That's it," I murmured. "Just let go. Let me show you how good it feels."
I moved a little faster now, my movements still slow and deliberate, but with a hint of urgency. I couldn't help myself, couldn't stop now. I knew what I wanted, and I intended to take it.
"You're doing so good, my little mouse," I murmured, my voice gentle and comforting. "Just let me take care of you. Just let yourself feel it."
I wrapped his arms around Weiying, holding him close as I moved. I could feel the Weiying's breath coming in ragged gasps, the faint whimpers and mo'ans that escaped him. I leaned in, my mouth closing over Weiying's shoulder, and my teeth gently nip'ping at the skin.
"Good boy." I murmured. "You're taking this di'ck so well."
Weiying let out a soft whimper, his body trembling in my grip. "Er-gege," he whispered, his voice shaky with need.
I smiled against his skin, my own body thrumming with desire. "My good boy," I murmured back, my voice rough and possessive. "You're mine, all mine. And you're doing so good."
I continued to move, slow and deep, taking time and savoring every moment.
Weiying mo'aned as I picked up the pa'ce a little and leant over him. His back arched as he sat up a bit.
Wangji's arm wrapped around the Weiying, holding him in place as he continued to move. Wangji's other hand held the Weiying's hip, keeping him steady. Weiying's body was trembling with need against his, and Wangji could feel his lovers heartbeat, fast and err'atic, just like his own.
"Such a good boy..." Wangji murmured, his voice low and rough. "You like this, don't you? Like it when I take care of you, when I give you what you need?"
"Just there, please, oh fu'ck...don't stop..."
Weiying mo'aned.
Wangji smirked at Weiying's words, his own body shaking with need. "You like it there, huh?" he whispered, his voice low and rough. "Just like that, baby?"
He moved a little faster, hitting the spot that made the younger gasp and arch his back. Wangji held him closer, his hand still wrapped around his hip, his fingers digging in possessively. He knew what his Weiying needed, knew exactly where to hit.
To make him go crazy.
"You're so beautiful like this," Wangji murmured, his voice thick with de'sire. "So needy and desperate. You're all mine."
He continued to move, each movement sending waves of ple'asure coursing through the boy's body. Each sound that came out of the boy's mouth was like music to Wangji's ears, and he couldn't help but want more, more, more.
Wangji knew Weiying was close, could hear it in the way his voice was shaky, the way his body trembled in Wangji's arms. Wangji moved a little harder, a little faster, wanting to push his partner over the edge, wanting to claim him completely.
"I'm close..." Weiying whimpered, his voice a desperate plea. "Please. Er-gege. Please."
Wangji could feel his lover trembling in his arms, could hear the desperation in his voice. He knew Weiying was close to the edge, knew that he was about to fall apart. But Wangji wasn't ready to let go just yet.
Wangji was close to release but he didn't want that now; he wanted to go a little longer, push a little longer, and enjoy this ple'asure with his beloved lover a little longer.
"I'm not done with you yet," Wangji murmured, his voice low and possessive. "I'm not letting you go just yet. I still have more to give you."
He slowed his movements again, going back to a slower, more deliberate pace. He knew Weiying would protest, but he didn't care. He was going to take his time, make the boy wait just a little bit longer.
Weiying let out a whimper, his body trembling as Wangji slowed down. "Please," he gasped out, his voice needy and desperate. "I need you. I need you, er-gege."
Wangji chuckled at the boy's pleading. "You're so impatient," he murmured, his voice soft and affectionate. "You'll get what you need. But you'll have to wait a little bit longer."
"I can't please... I'm near... I'm gonna..." Weiying murmured his voice was filled with desperation and need.
Wangji gasped hearing Weiying, he could feel him trembling in his arms, could hear the desperate plea in his voice, and he knew he was close. His own need was nearly overwhelming, but he didn't want to give in just yet.
"Not yet," he murmured, His voice rough with desire. "Hold on just a little longer. You can do it, baby. You're doing so good."
Weiying let out a whimper at his words, his body trembling with need. "I can't. Please," he gasped out, his voice desperate and needy. "I need you. I need to cu'm. I can't hold it any longer."
Wangji was having a hard time keeping himself in control. The boy's plea was making it hard to resist, but he wasn't ready to give in just yet. He wanted to make the boy wait just a little bit longer.
Wangji took a deep breath, trying to stay in control. "Just a little longer, baby." he said, his voice rough and hoarse. "Hold on for me."
He could feel his boy trembling in his arms, could feel the desperate need radiating off him. But he was determined to make Weiying wait, to push him to the edge and then bring him over, to see him cu'm in his arms.
Weiying whined, his body trembling uncontrollably, "Please," he whimpered. "I can't take it anymore...I need to cu'm...I need you."
Wangji's grip on the boy tightened, his own need threatening to overtake his control. "Just a few more minutes," he said, his voice soft and soothing. "You can hold out just a little bit longer for me. You're doing so good."
Weiying let out a whine at Wangji's words. He was at the breaking point, desperate and needy, and he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to cu'm, but he knew Wangji wasn't going to let him yet.
"Please," he pleaded, his voice shaking. "I can't...I can't take it anymore."
Wangji could feel weiying trembling in his arms, the desperate needy mo'ans and the pleading. He was close to his own peak and he knew he himself can't hold any longer, he increased his speed.
Weiying let out a gasp as Wangji increased his speed, the sensation more intense than anything he'd felt before. "Oh, please," he gasped out, his body trembling with need. "Please, er-gege, please."
He could feel his peak nearing, but he knew Wangji wasn't going to let him cu'm yet. It was a sweet agony, the anticipation building and building, the need to release growing stronger with every movement. He was just on the edge, just barely holding back, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer.
Next movement with few fast th'rusts, Weiying finally released, unable to hold anymore. He knew Wangji wanted him to hold longer, but he couldn't, not anymore. He was panting, his body filled with sweat.
Wangji saw Weiying released all over his own stomach, could feel Weiying in'side clenching to him as he released, and unable to hold on longer, he released himself in Weiying.
Weiying could feel a warmth flowing in him, Wangji purred and growled in pleasure, and Weiying mo'aned. Both were panting heavily.
Wangji held the boy close, his body trembling with pleasure. He could feel the boy shaking in his arms, his body completely spent. Wangji kissed the boy's neck, tasting the salty flavor of Weiying's neck, his mouth moving up to his ear, and whispered, "That was perfect."
"You're perfect," he said, his voice low and soft.
"Hold me." Weiying said.
Wangji complied without question, drawing Weiying closer until he was tucked securely in Wangji's arms. He held him close, feeling his body against his own, his skin still hot and damp with sweat.
The End.