Xiaowen grins victoriously over Yuan. He leans down like he's about to caress his cheek, he slaps him across the face instead. He reaches down and grabs a fistful of his hair only to yank his head roughly upward.
"Tsk tsk, little slut. We're not doing this your way. You're not going to enjoy any of this!" His grip tightens and he drags the young man by the hair across the floor to the bed.
~~~
Ling nods, praying his friend is right. This has to work out somehow. He can't lose his uncle too! He's relieved though that his friend hasn't turned on him and isn't mocking him for what's happened. In fact, as he thinks about that, he does a very unusual thing for him (and almost regrets it as soon as he does it because it's so weird). He hugs Zizhen. For like.. five whole seconds.
"Okay.. let's.. um.. let's go." He stammers, trying really hard to pretend like that didn't just happen.
~~~
"He will," Lan Zhan says with the same certainty he had when he told his brother Wuxian was speaking the truth. It was a fact, no more no less. This was going to happen.
He gestures toward the walkway that lead toward the boats. His husband needs some fresh air and the short walk would help them both calm down. However, they hardly get more than a couple meters past the door when a man in gold and cream robes gets blasted by a streak of purple from one of the boats.
"Where is he?!" Bellows Jiang Cheng's voice as he leaps from the boat to the pier, Zidian sparking around his hand. He catches the Jin disciple by the collar of his robes and drags him to barely an inch from his own intimidating face. "Answer me, you worm!"
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2021-08-18 19:03 (UTC)"Tsk tsk, little slut. We're not doing this your way. You're not going to enjoy any of this!" His grip tightens and he drags the young man by the hair across the floor to the bed.
~~~
Ling nods, praying his friend is right. This has to work out somehow. He can't lose his uncle too! He's relieved though that his friend hasn't turned on him and isn't mocking him for what's happened. In fact, as he thinks about that, he does a very unusual thing for him (and almost regrets it as soon as he does it because it's so weird). He hugs Zizhen. For like.. five whole seconds.
"Okay.. let's.. um.. let's go." He stammers, trying really hard to pretend like that didn't just happen.
~~~
"He will," Lan Zhan says with the same certainty he had when he told his brother Wuxian was speaking the truth. It was a fact, no more no less. This was going to happen.
He gestures toward the walkway that lead toward the boats. His husband needs some fresh air and the short walk would help them both calm down. However, they hardly get more than a couple meters past the door when a man in gold and cream robes gets blasted by a streak of purple from one of the boats.
"Where is he?!" Bellows Jiang Cheng's voice as he leaps from the boat to the pier, Zidian sparking around his hand. He catches the Jin disciple by the collar of his robes and drags him to barely an inch from his own intimidating face. "Answer me, you worm!"