[ Well, alright, it's hard to argue with Wei Ying when he's sitting on Lan Wangji's lap and insisting that his husband pay him a very specific kind of attention that he does love to shower him in.
He starts to undo his waistband, shrugging off his long coat, letting the silken cloths slide down his arms, baring his chest to Wei Ying as he busies his hands in Wei Ying's hair, letting loose his little hair tie and getting his hands underneath Wei Ying's layers of robes.
Even as he turns his head and bares his neck for Wei Ying to leave kisses enough to mottle in patterns of blossoms, his hands move as if possessing a mind of their own, trying to divest Wei Ying of his clothes and get on his soft skin and firm muscles underneath. ]
Remember
[ His voice the even timbre it always is. ]
When our swords first crossed?
[ He means on the roof but he'll take any interpretation. He gets his arm around Wei Ying's back, and pulls him in, hips moving together to the start of a familiar dance. ]
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He starts to undo his waistband, shrugging off his long coat, letting the silken cloths slide down his arms, baring his chest to Wei Ying as he busies his hands in Wei Ying's hair, letting loose his little hair tie and getting his hands underneath Wei Ying's layers of robes.
Even as he turns his head and bares his neck for Wei Ying to leave kisses enough to mottle in patterns of blossoms, his hands move as if possessing a mind of their own, trying to divest Wei Ying of his clothes and get on his soft skin and firm muscles underneath. ]
Remember
[ His voice the even timbre it always is. ]
When our swords first crossed?
[ He means on the roof but he'll take any interpretation. He gets his arm around Wei Ying's back, and pulls him in, hips moving together to the start of a familiar dance. ]
I did not know, but I loved you, then.