More soft bites and kisses, accompanied by Wei Ying sucking on and licking the marks he's making. He focuses on the sensation of Lan Zhan moving slowly in and out of his passage, moaning each time he hits that spot. Bathwater sloshes gently against the sides of the tub with each of their movement. Lan Zhan's hand on him threatens to undo him completely but he holds on, not wanting this to end too soon.

You're everything to me. My sun, my moon, my stars, my sky... My everything.


Then a brief pause before he adds.

I want you to tie me up again soon. Blindfold me. Handcuff me. I've missed it.