[feels him getting closer and picks up the pace, building it up into something hot and messy and sharp, the noises coming from his mouth turning into a constant stream of heady want. he wants it to feel good for him, and to that end he lets instinct guide him. at some point he closes his eyes and lets himself be caught up in the sensation of Lan Wangji being in him and around him, the tiny trembles that feel like crashing waves coming from a man normally so held together and steady. he presses his hips into the bed to feel something of his own and whines, begging for his release]