( it's another deliberate once over that seals the deal for wen qing — confidence is perhaps the most attractive thing jin zixuan wears, beyond all his fine adornment and rich clothes, and wen qing finds desire curling up her throat, locking her in a shortly lost battle of resolve. women should be much harder won than this, shouldn't they?
ultimately, she's dead, so what does she care? the universe might owe her some good, and she's prepared to take it by demand if need be.
tugging his arm forward, wen qing takes the lead role in guiding them, taking steps backwards into the hall as if worried zixuan will lose that glint in his eye if she doesn't pin it there with needles. )
If it's a promise, I won't take kindly if you break it. ( flashing him a rare, wolfish smile. ) Until I'm exhausted, that's your word?
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ultimately, she's dead, so what does she care? the universe might owe her some good, and she's prepared to take it by demand if need be.
tugging his arm forward, wen qing takes the lead role in guiding them, taking steps backwards into the hall as if worried zixuan will lose that glint in his eye if she doesn't pin it there with needles. )
If it's a promise, I won't take kindly if you break it. ( flashing him a rare, wolfish smile. ) Until I'm exhausted, that's your word?