( No apologies. And, it is in their natures. And more, so much more, a deluge of words whole that Lan Wangji cannot contain or truly fathom, entirely consumed by the task of balancing his robe between two tentative hands to create the beautiful creatures their cradle.
He sets the burden down, Astrov — or is it now, Astra? — rising up to nose at the dripped heated print of his hand, to bop his thumb as he forces restraint back in his bones. She wants him near, he supposes. Or at a great and formidable distance, a force once protective, now petrifying.
Shivered, his touch — repugnantly coarse — cannot help. He is too large, too overwhelming. A force. )
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( No apologies. And, it is in their natures. And more, so much more, a deluge of words whole that Lan Wangji cannot contain or truly fathom, entirely consumed by the task of balancing his robe between two tentative hands to create the beautiful creatures their cradle.
He sets the burden down, Astrov — or is it now, Astra? — rising up to nose at the dripped heated print of his hand, to bop his thumb as he forces restraint back in his bones. She wants him near, he supposes. Or at a great and formidable distance, a force once protective, now petrifying.
Shivered, his touch — repugnantly coarse — cannot help. He is too large, too overwhelming. A force. )
The family must know.