It's where he has hoped Lan Zhan would move all along, and still, his eyes widen fractionally as he watches. Finally, he thinks, lightheaded. He never should have teased Lan Zhan about his lack of patience -- even now he moves so slow, so deliberate, that his whole body aches with want.

"Please," he rasps. "Yes. Let me help you. Let me touch you, please -- "