Wei Ying kisses back, still bit dazed. Someone could be standing five feet away from watching everything they were doing right now and he wouldn't notice. He can't even pull his thoughts together long enough for a proper response at the moment.

Instead, he does as instructed, turning away to face the wall and placing his hands on it. Once he does manage that, he manages to 'send' a thought.

You really are gonna fuck me right here, huh.

Honestly, he's not really that surprised anymore by it.