[ where Lan Zhan has tugged him to, there are no prying eyes and even the bustle from the street seems muted here. that, of course, could entirely be from the blood rushing to Wei Ying's head at how close Lan Zhan as, but he was still pretty sure that they were not being watched right at this moment.
which is why he lets his head fall to Lan Zhan's shoulder when he is pulled close, which is why he lets a hitched noise spill past instead of just teasing words. even if he didn't really know what he was doing, that didn't lessen the sheer amount of want that seemed to ignite in him. he makes a quick decision to see if he can make Lan Zhan spill more of those noises, likes the way the deep sound shakes his chest, and is curling his fingers into the fabric at Lan Zhan's back when the warmth is gone and--
oh.
oh that-- Wei Ying laughs again, but there is something smokey about it. the happiness is still there, still overflowing, but there is also something a little darker, responding to Lan Zhan. he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and cocks his head to the side as he steps back.]
So no ice cream then? Ah, Lan Zhan, you had best be sure that what you want privacy for is better than ice cream. [ of course it will be. Wei Ying thinks sitting in the room copying rules with Lan Zhan is better than ice cream. ]
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Date: 2020-01-13 08:18 pm (UTC)which is why he lets his head fall to Lan Zhan's shoulder when he is pulled close, which is why he lets a hitched noise spill past instead of just teasing words. even if he didn't really know what he was doing, that didn't lessen the sheer amount of want that seemed to ignite in him. he makes a quick decision to see if he can make Lan Zhan spill more of those noises, likes the way the deep sound shakes his chest, and is curling his fingers into the fabric at Lan Zhan's back when the warmth is gone and--
oh.
oh that-- Wei Ying laughs again, but there is something smokey about it. the happiness is still there, still overflowing, but there is also something a little darker, responding to Lan Zhan. he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and cocks his head to the side as he steps back.]
So no ice cream then? Ah, Lan Zhan, you had best be sure that what you want privacy for is better than ice cream. [ of course it will be. Wei Ying thinks sitting in the room copying rules with Lan Zhan is better than ice cream. ]