[his own tail, too, is somehow draped over the two occupants of the bed. dan feng cannot remember the last time he’d woken up so warm.
so he turns. squirms around in this too-small bed until he can face jing yuan, watching the sleep-slack face of his beloved. he’s never been up this close either, and he’s spellbound by their proximity.]
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so he turns. squirms around in this too-small bed until he can face jing yuan, watching the sleep-slack face of his beloved. he’s never been up this close either, and he’s spellbound by their proximity.]