He and Xingchen had done that side by side for years together, before. Perhaps he only retreated to give Song Lan as much privacy as possible in their current situation. That is not much, of course. The channels of Song Lan’s meridians only offer so much space. Xingchen fits there well, despite that, his soul tucked neatly somewhere between Song Lan’s navel and his heart on any given day, drifting as he knits back together a little at a time. Today, he rests around Song Lan’s diaphragm. He manages to give the impression of a cat curled up on a hearth, or of how he used to pillow his head on one of Song Lan’s thighs and rest there while Song Lan read to him.
Source: the soft animal of your body, by NotAFicWriter, ladyofrosefire – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
This is such a unique look at Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen’s soul – not one I’d considered before but utterly fascinating. Mild D/s and breathplay – if that’s even possible if there’s only one body, and that body doesn’t need to breathe.