( The letter, gaze snagged on the jagged cut of its corners, the methodic calculation of its folds. Wei Ying teases him, knowledge halfway revealed no less tantalizing than the curve of a dancer's shoulder, as silks wilt in spread. Than Wei Ying's glance, knowing. When is it that they crystallixed as creatures of base want, so readily and heatedly subdued? He wishes he housed still in himself the instinct to disdain his own weakness.
Wei Ying's hand feels obedient beneath his own, neither pulling nor tugging nor spasming. He flattens out the spiderweb of his fingers, catching in their maws. )
Why flirt with one and all, without intent?
( The root of whatever evil settled as irritation between them, the heart of Lan Wangji's questions. So innocent is Wei Ying, that the serving girl steals limpidly coveting glances at their table, teeth grazing the skin of the ripe cherry, her mouth.
True, perhaps Wei Ying wants no trophy of it — but he likes, at the very least, the hunt. )
no subject
( The letter, gaze snagged on the jagged cut of its corners, the methodic calculation of its folds. Wei Ying teases him, knowledge halfway revealed no less tantalizing than the curve of a dancer's shoulder, as silks wilt in spread. Than Wei Ying's glance, knowing. When is it that they crystallixed as creatures of base want, so readily and heatedly subdued? He wishes he housed still in himself the instinct to disdain his own weakness.
Wei Ying's hand feels obedient beneath his own, neither pulling nor tugging nor spasming. He flattens out the spiderweb of his fingers, catching in their maws. )
Why flirt with one and all, without intent?
( The root of whatever evil settled as irritation between them, the heart of Lan Wangji's questions. So innocent is Wei Ying, that the serving girl steals limpidly coveting glances at their table, teeth grazing the skin of the ripe cherry, her mouth.
True, perhaps Wei Ying wants no trophy of it — but he likes, at the very least, the hunt. )
You do not enjoy the attention?