It doesn't take terribly long for them to take Wei Ying's motorcycle to his townhouse. Once they're safely inside and the door's firmly locked behind them, Wei Ying shoves Lan Zhan up against the wall, taking his mouth in a hungry, possessive kiss as he reaches down to undo his trousers so he can slip a hand inside them.
Unfortunately, Wei Ying's hand happens to be freezing as it often is when he hasn't fed recently. He's not starving and he's more interested in taking and reclaiming Lan Zhan as his own again at the moment.
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on 2020-02-13 02:14 pm (UTC)Unfortunately, Wei Ying's hand happens to be freezing as it often is when he hasn't fed recently. He's not starving and he's more interested in taking and reclaiming Lan Zhan as his own again at the moment.