"I have more now than I have ever have," Wei Wuxian shushes him, fingertips against Lan Zhan's bottom lip. The more he thinks on it, the more he does want Lan Zhan inside of him as completely as he can be, their bodies slotted together as if made for the act of pleasing the other.

"And there will be more things," he says, sure of it. He's going to find these incredible books, and he will find every last act he can that Lan Zhan will enjoy. "We have time, Lan Zhan."