Huaisang is pleased when the other doesn't seem to disagree with him and they can move forward. His hands remain on Wangji's back, gentle fingers tracing some of the scars, careful to note any hint of discomfort at it, just in case. He wants this to be good for Wangji, wants him to want to come back for more so that means making sure to stick to thinks that pleases him.

He parts his lips instinctively at the flick of the other's tongue against his own lips. He's filled with the taste of the other again, hungry and affection in there. Because Huaisang had always had a certain affection for Lan Wangji even when the other intimidated him and was so stern all the time. There's not much time between the other grabbing the oil and then Wangji positioning his leg and pressing inside. His cock is...might be the best cock that Huaisang has ever had the pleasure to experience. It fills him and well, Lan Wangji knows just how to use it.

"Don't need to hold back," he mumbles against the other's lips, hips arching an dpressing himself further onto the other's cock.