As awkward of a first time this is, it still feels good. Wei Ying kisses him back, tangling his hand in Lan Zhan's hair and stroking his hand along his sides. It's not his best performance in bed so far and he knows it but he moves his hips anyway, trying to think back to how Lan Zhan does it to him.

Thankfully, for both of them, he comes fairly quickly, back arching as he does so, before slumping back on the bed.

"All right," he murmurs after a moment. "Your turn now."