Somebody Make Me Feel Alive And Shatter Me (слэш)

By the time Wei Wuxian came back with the oil, Lan Wangji’s eyes were all glassy and unfocused, breath coming short and hands fisting the sheets. He opened the lid and poured a generous amount of oil, warming it between his fingers. Then, he settled above Lan Wangji and kissed him, hot and heavy.
“I could paint you like this,” Wei Wuxian purred, hand silk with oil, sliding down Lan Wangji’s body, reaching his rim, rubbing circles around it, “I’m going to tease you, stop, and paint you like this, just before the brink, all pretty and desperate.”
Or,
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji haven't seen each other in a month, the night they reunite things go great until they don't.