Scattered Sounds, by shadowsapiens – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

As distraction, Wei Wuxian admires the way the faint lamplight gilds the long lines of Lan Wangji’s fingers around a teacup. The soft light seems to infuse his pale skin—his strength and grace have their own inherent glow—oh, damn, this is not a safe sort of distraction at all.

Source: Scattered Sounds, by shadowsapiens – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Two words: erotic cultivation. *fans self*

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