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    This whole being a cat business isn’t that bad. He gets to sleep for like eighteen hours a day without anyone calling him a lazy asshole. And because he’s a ‘stray’ most of those are during the day. In the evening, when most humans are home from work, he sets off, hitting up a few of his favorite houses, the ones he knows are willing to provide.
    It’s so easy. All he has to do is meow, all nice and pretty. Make his eyes really wide and pitiful. Roll over onto his side and knead his paws.

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    22 Jan 2022

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    Wen Ning was already here— away from his family and his jiejie, the object of ridicule and the backhanded gift of Wen Ruohan to Lan Xichen. The best thing about coming to the Cloud Recesses has been his husband. There was very little that he could see as cause for dissolving his marriage.

    Resolutely, he turned, climbed the steps around the strange notches, and opened the door.

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    Turns out, Wen Ning married a dragon. He's way more into it than either of them could have predicted.

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    19 Jan 2022

  3. Public Bookmark 27

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    Xue Yang can’t help but tilt her hips up when Xingchen’s fingers brush against her over her jeans. But that just makes her even more aware of just how full her bladder is—
    “Please,” she says, weak as fuck. She makes a half-hearted attempt to get up, mostly letting Xingchen stop her. “I have to—”
    “Hmm.” It’s an echo of Song Lan’s from just a minute ago. He skims his hand up and over Xue Yang’s belly, pressing down. “Oh. You do.”
    And then the absolute fucker runs a single knuckle over the seam of her jeans.
    Song Lan continues to press hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck. Then right at the spot in front of her ear. “How badly? Can you hold it?”
    Xue Yang makes this very embarrassing noise as she sinks into Song Lan. It could maybe be interpreted as assent, only—it’s more like surrender.

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    16 Jan 2022

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    For now, Wangji needs to get Xue Chengmei to confess, because when Wei Ying and the other officers brought him in, the apparent murder weapon and his blood-soaked clothing came with him.
    He had gone home, and was in the process of cleaning the blood off his sword—a replica of something from some television show or movie—when he was caught. His clothes were in the sink, still burning.
    The smoke detector had been disabled.
    Someone innocent of a double murder would panic, would call the police themselves, not flee the scene and try to conceal the evidence. They wouldn’t be standing in their apartment in their underwear, pouring isopropyl alcohol to remove the last traces of blood from the blade.
    It was sheer luck he hadn’t moved on to the hilt.

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    16 Jan 2022

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    Song Lan’s sitting on the end of the bed, loose, casual. Legs crossed, bracing himself up with one arm; he gives Xue Yang a soft smile when he sees him and now Xue Yang knows something’s up. Song Lan never smiles at him like that—okay, not never.
    Just usually only after he’s helped Xingchen take Xue Yang to pieces.
    “’s’up, Zichen?” Xue Yang lets Xingchen drop his hand as he walks over to Song Lan. “You look like that cat that ate the canary.”
    If anything, Song Lan’s smile gets worse. He angles his head, giving Xue Yang a blatant once-over. But he doesn’t speak. He just points to the floor like he’s some sort of goddamned king or something.
    Xue Yang kneels, only because he promised Xingchen to be good—and because he’s curious. It’s rewarded; Song Lan curls a couple fingers underneath Xue Yang’s chin and pulls him in to a kiss that’s warm and soft and just…good. Xue Yang opens for him, easy, and Song Lan slides his hand over to cup the back of Xue Yang’s head, tangling just a bit in the hair there, tugging just enough to get Xue Yang to melt.

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    15 Jan 2022