From the teasing, the bites, and kisses, with a hungry, playful growl, "I want Wei Ying." He's eager to claim him and assert his dominance, eyes dark with want and desire. "Wei Ying is mine~." He said playfully.

He's going to get that bottle of lube somewhere to slicken up his cock, and his fingers. He nudges Wei Ying into a comfortable position on the bed over the rose petals, circling his entrance to prepare him and make him wet, then slowly pushes his fingers inside of him up to the knuckle, waiting for him to adjust, but being impatient, from gentle and slow, he goes rough and fast as he pumps his fingers inside of him.