He flips the length of ribbon between Wei Ying's wrists over a bedpost, then takes up the slack between them before he finishes tying the second knot. He runs a careful finger beneath the red silk on each of Wei Ying's hands, ensuring that although it is secure, it is not too tight.
The result, when he is done, is that Wei Ying's arms are stretched above him, so that he can wiggle and squirm but not free himself.
Lan Wangji looks down at him, admiring the contrast of the bright red ribbon against his golden skin, and the look in his eyes is heated.
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He flips the length of ribbon between Wei Ying's wrists over a bedpost, then takes up the slack between them before he finishes tying the second knot. He runs a careful finger beneath the red silk on each of Wei Ying's hands, ensuring that although it is secure, it is not too tight.
The result, when he is done, is that Wei Ying's arms are stretched above him, so that he can wiggle and squirm but not free himself.
Lan Wangji looks down at him, admiring the contrast of the bright red ribbon against his golden skin, and the look in his eyes is heated.
"Mine," he murmurs.