[Lan Wangji rocks his hips up in turn, fucks him with his cock, fucks him with his fingers to the point of sliding one or two into him alongside it. he's wet enough to take it, open enough to be filled further, his husband's mouth hungry on his skin again as they rock together.

his other hand slides around, eventually; Wei Wuxian finds his other hole being teased by fingers warm and slick from his own body, as well...]