[ His hand is moved to rest upon ass as he cannot resist kneading into it with a firm grip, his other hand soon sliding downwards to join it on the other side. Plump and perky, bless those modern workout routines.
Wei Ying asks if he should pretend and while he knows it is in jest, he doesn't want that to happen at all, his hands slipping down a little further as he leans forward, wrapping around the back of Wei Wuxian's legs at the top of the thighs before Lan Wangji just hoists him up as he kisses, carrying him several inches from the ground as he begins walking them through the penthouse. ]
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Wei Ying asks if he should pretend and while he knows it is in jest, he doesn't want that to happen at all, his hands slipping down a little further as he leans forward, wrapping around the back of Wei Wuxian's legs at the top of the thighs before Lan Wangji just hoists him up as he kisses, carrying him several inches from the ground as he begins walking them through the penthouse. ]
No pretending. I shall do all three.
[ Kissing. Touching. Fucking. ]