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lan wangji
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Lan Zhan. Husband. He whom with I walk in step, as we learn.

I want your words. Your song. Your longing.

Refined or not.

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Wei Ying offers no concession of his own.

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Have you asked?

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Must I?

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That's in the telling of what you want, moment to moment.

Sing to me. Sleep with me. When there's less sand, sleep with me.

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Less sand, fewer spectators in vicinity.

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Yes, well, I'm not of a mind to make that a particular performance. Unless you are?

1/2

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Brazen.

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It feels a simmered thing.

As if, after decades, I shall not know the man I am at the end of longing.

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I, for one, shall like to learn that man. I believe you will too, Lan Zhan. You've never been a man to deny change.

Only try not to be displeased with me, I've no experience and am an enthusiastic learner! Let me catch up to you.

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( Catch up with...?

...never mind. )

We learned the sword together. What difference?

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We should probably aim for less blood.

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Shall we?

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Yes. Maybe even start early, with less sand inviting attempts?

( he'll have to think hard on what that entails but he is going to catch up with his husband's questionable experiences )

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Wei Ying. No haste.

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Lan Zhaaaaan!

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When the mulberry shrub is beautiful, one forgets the gown.

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You're yearning for more silks, I see.

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Not what the masters would intend.

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No, but if you're the one insisting on further patience, I can intend what I will.

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You interpret this as slight or challenge.

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No, Lan Zhan. I'm just telling you my wants. Not my needs.

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Your needs. To shower me in silks.

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Yes. Seeing you in them, beautiful, makes my heart feel like a kitten's claws are clutching it.

One day taking them off you layer by layer will be beautiful too.

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( Ah. How to ask this kindly: )

Is this the work of riches over the poverty of before?