( He does not wish to hear, to know. Every aspect of his person, every particle of his body, every breath that plagues his lungs is repelled by proximity to the proposition. But Wei Ying has a need to relieve the pressure in his body, like puncturing a wound to weep out puss. He aches to heal. Words balm him.
So be it.
He shudders, and it ripples down, makes storm of the seas of his limbs placid. Bow of his back a stubborn ribbon, creasing on the bend when Wei Ying wriggles worm-like and satisfied to burrow. Indecent.
His hand trickles from bunny to boy and back again, Wei Ying's forehead comparatively dissatisfying as a texture after the rabbit's pleased, teasing form. )
no subject
( He does not wish to hear, to know. Every aspect of his person, every particle of his body, every breath that plagues his lungs is repelled by proximity to the proposition. But Wei Ying has a need to relieve the pressure in his body, like puncturing a wound to weep out puss. He aches to heal. Words balm him.
So be it.
He shudders, and it ripples down, makes storm of the seas of his limbs placid. Bow of his back a stubborn ribbon, creasing on the bend when Wei Ying wriggles worm-like and satisfied to burrow. Indecent.
His hand trickles from bunny to boy and back again, Wei Ying's forehead comparatively dissatisfying as a texture after the rabbit's pleased, teasing form. )
Speak.