Are you? I could go a lot slower, if you're that worried...

[He's full of shit, he probably wouldn't have the patience for it right now, but by god he could try.

His breath catches at that grind, hips rising to meet his partner's as he leans in a little closer to catch Wei Wuxian's lower lip between his teeth in a teasing little bite; his hands remain busy trying to strip him, not yet bothering to focus on his own clothes. He'll realize that sooner or later.]

Or I could just stop touching. Wouldn't want to break you.