Wei Ying's breath was rugged and desire exploded in his lower belly.

"Babe, if you keep on doing this, I will just come..."

Lan Zhan stopped.

"Hmm. Can't let that happened..."

Lan Zhan suddenly climbed on him, pinning him down. He grabbed his wrists with one hand and lifted them above his head while he supported himself with the other hand.

He gently eased himself between his legs as he kissed Wei Ying lazily, savouring every bit of his mouth and lips. Wei Ying returned the kiss, arching his head to give Lan Zhan a better access.

Lan Zhan loosened his grip and began to trail kissed down his throat and slowly glided down, kissing, licking, nipping and caressing. A sinful moan escaped Wei Ying lips when Lan Zhan teased each of his nipples with his tongue and hand. He arched his back and fisted the sheets under him. Lan Zhan moved his hands under him to grab his butt cheeks while his mouth assaulted his belly button.

Lan Zhan lifted him slightly; Wei Ying spontaneously parted his legs. Lan Zhan raised himself between his legs drinking in the beautiful sight in front of him.

It was not the first time that Wei Ying had laid naked in front of Lan Zhan; but the raw desire he saw burning in his eyes made him feel achingly vulnerable; he blushed and his breath quickened; he tilted his chin and averted his gaze shyly. He did not realised that this sight only fuelled the passion that was already consuming Lan Zhan.

Wei Ying felt a rugged breath tingling his most sensitive part and saw Lan Zhan kneeling between his legs, his body folded in two, as if he was bowing reverently.

One hand supported his butts while the other gently stroked his length.

"You are awake at last... I was waiting for this moment for so long... Bunny, can I...?"

Panting, Wei Ying cut him,

"Lan Zhan, you can do whatever you want... all yours!"

The next moment Wei Ying felt the warmth and wetness of Lan Zhan's mouth and the teasing of his lips and tongues as Lan Zhan lovingly lapped him.

Wei Ying thought that he would explode and he shouted Lan Zhan's name like a lunatic. These intense sensations were raw and new for him; yet he did not give in to them but rode them, wave by wave, soaring higher and higher. He did not want to reach the peak yet. He wanted to take care of his Lan Zhan as well.

He looked at Lan Zhan, his tousled hair fanned over his thighs as his head bobbed up and down.

"Lan Zhan, stop!" He screamed, breathlessly.

Lan Zhan raised himself, looking puzzled.

"Babe, let me catch my breath..."

"Bunny, I am the one doing all the work here! Just lay back and enjoy!"

"I want to change position..."

"What?"

"Please, please, please..."

Lan Zhan looked at Wei Ying who was pleading with him.

"OK... what do you want?"

"You, on all fours!"

Lan Zhan smiled a sexy smile. So, his Wei Ying wanted to play.

Lan Zhan stretched out and leant to capture Wei Ying lips. They kissed hungrily, passionately. Wei Ying's head hit the pillow as Lan Zhan broke the kiss. He knelt behind his head, lowered himself on all fours and glided downwards until his mouth was above Wei Ying's bulge. He leant forward to take him in his mouth and resume what he was doing earlier.

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