Luo Binghe has spent weeks familiarizing Shen Yuan with his presence. He's folded the aching, yearning part of himself away, masking the abyss that yawns in his heart. For Shen Yuan, he has held back, has ached and yearned in secret. For Shen Yuan he has been restrained, even though all he wants is to wrap Shen Yuan in himself, to hide him away, to consume him and have him and keep him with a ceaseless desire that has never before been lit in him.
Countless wives and lovers have come and gone, all of them drifting in and out of Luo Binghe's heart and bed like passing wisps of the thinnest clouds. But Shen Yuan, oh, Shen Yuan! This frail little mortal has rooted inside him like slow-coiling vines encircling and ensnaring him, heart and soul. He loves no one and nothing as he loves this man, this blunt and abrupt and sharp-tongued man, loud and opinionated and rude— and yet…
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Preorders for Parallel Worlds, a BingQiu/Binggeyuan zine, are open until March 22! I wrote a thing, @frummpets.bsky.social drew a thing for the thing I wrote, you should check it out.
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