It was only matter of time before the dam between them holding their feelings at bay finally broke. Wei Ying moans as Lan Zhan's finger pushes into him, trying to relax as much as he can against the intrusion. What's going to be in him soon is going to be way bigger, he knows as his hand closes around Lan Zhan's dick and begins to stroke him intently. Will he even be able take it?

Wei Ying looks around the immediate area for something, anything, they can use. Spotting a bottle of cooking oil left out on the kitchen island, he urges his lover toward it.

"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan... Let's go over there to the island. There's some oil we can use. It'll go much easier for both of us that way."

There really is no turning back now for either of them.