The closeness is excruciating. Under Lan Zhan's palm, his skin is damp with sweat, his heart racing fast as a rabbit's.
"Why did we put your robes back on?" He's laughing, too short of breath to say more than a few words at a time. Unconsciously, he pushes up against him -- the little he can move when he still remains trapped. "Lan Zhan. I want to see you again. I want to touch you."
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Date: 2020-10-20 04:37 pm (UTC)"Why did we put your robes back on?" He's laughing, too short of breath to say more than a few words at a time. Unconsciously, he pushes up against him -- the little he can move when he still remains trapped. "Lan Zhan. I want to see you again. I want to touch you."