( He confirms it, hollowed like tree husk and brittle and soft, and Wei Ying warm beside him, precious. Firefly seeking flame, but he is close, so very close and readied, and what can Lan Wangji do but receive and treasure him, and his findling child?
...he brings, does Wei Ying, so many new offspring. This one, scaly and scattered and her eyes wet with the troubled shine of staring, without discrimination. He hesitates, but offers his hand again, and she is there, viscous or liquid or somehow taking form, surprising him with lent warmth and easy yield of her muscled neck, covetously seeking Wei Ying.
When his fingers drum and scratch, he thinks he hears her hiss her pleasure. )
Will you claim her? ( This, breezily, to no one. This, like an anchor pulling vessels aground, to Wei Ying. He has claimed them before, his innocents and his brothers, and Wen Ning first among them. Those who cannot elude death can join the precious court of a death king. )
no subject
Refusals.
( He confirms it, hollowed like tree husk and brittle and soft, and Wei Ying warm beside him, precious. Firefly seeking flame, but he is close, so very close and readied, and what can Lan Wangji do but receive and treasure him, and his findling child?
...he brings, does Wei Ying, so many new offspring. This one, scaly and scattered and her eyes wet with the troubled shine of staring, without discrimination. He hesitates, but offers his hand again, and she is there, viscous or liquid or somehow taking form, surprising him with lent warmth and easy yield of her muscled neck, covetously seeking Wei Ying.
When his fingers drum and scratch, he thinks he hears her hiss her pleasure. )
Will you claim her? ( This, breezily, to no one. This, like an anchor pulling vessels aground, to Wei Ying. He has claimed them before, his innocents and his brothers, and Wen Ning first among them. Those who cannot elude death can join the precious court of a death king. )