His heart, hear it, the beat seismic, the rumble of his chest like quaking, rotten slabs of wood on the deck of a vessel stormed. He quiets himself, one and two and breathing, and laughter rippling through the strained stream of controlled exhalations.
"You tease now." And defend his flank and gravitate, organically, movements slated to preserve strength now that its fount has thinned down to rivulets. Trees grow, with time, to reinforce themselves, to fill out the negative space that surrounds them in strategic bindings of bridge and bone, so they might build on and onwards, to the sky and beyond. So too, Wei Ying.
We shot the sun down —
Their shoulders knock and slip in peaceful congress. Beside him, Wei Ying emanates warmth, the musk of a body exercised and his natural, grievous restlessness. Neglected, Lan Wangji's borrowed sword is raised to sit flat and greedy in wait on his thighs.
"Thank you." For the indulgence. The game of it, when Wei Ying draws no further benefit from practising the sword, beyond stretching his bones. "I accept Wei Ying's surrender."
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"You tease now." And defend his flank and gravitate, organically, movements slated to preserve strength now that its fount has thinned down to rivulets. Trees grow, with time, to reinforce themselves, to fill out the negative space that surrounds them in strategic bindings of bridge and bone, so they might build on and onwards, to the sky and beyond. So too, Wei Ying.
We shot the sun down —
Their shoulders knock and slip in peaceful congress. Beside him, Wei Ying emanates warmth, the musk of a body exercised and his natural, grievous restlessness. Neglected, Lan Wangji's borrowed sword is raised to sit flat and greedy in wait on his thighs.
"Thank you." For the indulgence. The game of it, when Wei Ying draws no further benefit from practising the sword, beyond stretching his bones. "I accept Wei Ying's surrender."