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Edited 2024-06-18 17:28 (UTC)

[from here]

Was I not the wordsmith out of the two of us?

[Intellectually Dan Feng knows normal people do not get handsy immediately after several hours of comprehending horrors and mortality, but it's a good thing that neither of them are normal. He's gone through something that was traumatizing even for him and all he wants now is to stop thinking.

Dan Feng leans back against the pew, hooks an ankle behind Ren's knee, and digs his fingers into a bloody patch of coat, hoping to find an injury.]

I want--

In all but poetry. [where they were equal. and they are absolutely not normal. and from the way Ren gasps (that same enlightening masochist noise), he did find an injury. and leans over him, a moment later.]

Say it. Speak what it is you desire.

[Dan Feng tips his chin upwards, haughty and every inch the Yinyue-jun of eld. He pushes a thumb into the wound, and the other hand comes up to cradle Ren's jaw, thumbing his lower lip with the same loving pressure.]

You think I will debase myself so easily?

[Ren is responsive to both the thumb being pressed into his wound and the hand cupping his jaw, but he laughs a bit, and keeps leaning over him.]

Oh, I know you will not bend so easily. But I will not give you what you want unless you ask.

[Unfortunately for Dan Feng, hearing Ren's low rasp so close does not help the simmering desire at all.

He growls a little, the hand on his face sliding to Ren's nape, pulling him down into a kiss that's less of a kiss and more of a mauling. He presses up into the other man, too, rolling his hips upwards, trying to get his point across without saying anything.]

[he returns the mauling-kiss with every ounce of ferocity, but when Dan Feng tries to press up into him, he reaches between their bodies and presses down his hand on his hip, holding him down.]

Ask, Yinyue-jun.

[Dan Feng snarls, baring fangs that are slick with blood; whose blood it is he doesn't know, and doesn't care, and this horrid man is denying him what he wants when he has never been denied anything in his entire life and it's awfully, terribly arousing, and]

I'm going to slaughter you.

[He can't say it because that means Ren won. Doesn't matter how slick he's gotten between his legs at the treatment, how his cocks are pressing uncomfortably against his clothes, how obvious he's gagging for it. He decides on another plan of attack, hands moving to scrabble at Ren's fly.]

[the obnoxious man has the gall to laugh.]

Then do it.

[if Dan Feng carries out his threat, that means Ren still wins. and going to grab Dan Feng's hands and pull them away from his pants.]

[The way Dan Feng is thinking hard is very visible on his face, and with his hands occupied - he's not very interested in breaking free of Ren's hold - his next attempt involves a twofold strategy.

His tail curls around him, up around the small of Ren's back, trying to rut their hips together, and his mouth clamps down at the join of Ren's neck and jaw viciously.]

I know we both want the same thing. You are just denying yourself. Come on, you insolent creature.

[Ren gasps at the bite, and the fact that he is very aroused is very noticeable given how their bodies are pressed together.

but he is still very much not doing what Dan Feng wants him to do.]

What I want is to hear you beg, Yinyue-jun, and I will wait for as long as need be.

[The splotchy red blush steadily making its way down, under the streaks of blood on his face is very visible, and there is no hiding the flush of his ears. He's beginning to get desperate, but he has one more attempt:

Without any further rebuttal, he tries to get down on his knees in what seems to be the most aggressive attempt at starting a blowjob known to man.]

[cute. the blushing ears are very cute, as well as the blush. very becoming, as well as the desperation. it looks good on him.]

Desperation becomes you.

[if he's going to get on his knees, Ren is going to knock his feet out from under him. like yeah, he does want a blowjob, but also he's not letting Dan Feng out of asking for what he wants.]

[Hey!!! He falls heavily against Ren's chest - Dan Feng spares a fleeting thought to goring him through the ribs with his horn - and he whines angrily into a tit. Bites at it for good measure.]

I want to. [Muffled. He squirms, hands still in Ren's hold.] I want. I want you to take me.

[he might be gratified to hear Ren groan when he bites him, low in his throat.

and the way Dan Feng pleads is so pretty, but of course he holds onto some remnants of his pride. but that's fine.]

There. [he says, gripping Dan Feng's wrists together tightly together in one hand, just before he hauls him to his feet. since he had wanted to be bent over the pew, he's going to get bent over the pew.] Since you plead so prettily, I will give you what you asked for.

[The way that Ren's hand is large enough to encircle both of his wrists together completely kicks a bolt of arousal up his spine - he'd always dwarfed Dan Feng, enough for the Vidyadhara to hide in him - and he goes down easy, bending over with his tail already lashing out to curl around one of Ren's knees.]

Hurry up. [He's already arching his back, spreading his legs.] Make me stop thinking.

Impatient. [is out here being an asshole. reaches for the fastening on Dan Feng's pants, tries to get the zipper unzipped. gets it partway before it gets stuck, and just doesn't bother with it again. Yingxing might have, with the hand dexterity of a master crafter, but Ren doesn't have that dexterity anymore. hopefully Dan Feng isn't attached to these pants because they're getting torn off him.

and he already knew about this Dan Feng not wearing anything under there, but he's still going to be an asshole about it.]

Shameless. [(the irony is perhaps tangible) he says as he shoves his other hand between Dan Feng's thighs.] Where has your modesty gone?

[Dan Feng turns his face into the cool wood of the pew, ears burning; he'd lain with Ren for only so many times, but the sheer, dreamlike desire he'd had for the man (or the corpse he'd worn; Dan Feng could no longer tell the difference) had compounded over the centuries.

That is to say; his face says he's really fucking embarrassed, but the way he tries to impale himself deeper onto Ren's fingers says he would do anything to get Ren's cock inside him.]

This is your fault, you absolute cretin. [He shifts his weight on one foot and tries to kick at Ren, tries to tug him closer.] I am not some blushing m-maiden! Put it in!

How is your lack of modesty my fault? [his lack of fine dexterity in his hands means that he is nowhere near as good at fingering as he had been as Yingxing. he is giving it his best effort, however, and makes up for his lack of finesse with roughness. he fucks Dan Feng with his fingers very roughly, a promise of what he intends to do with his cock.

(he still remembers this body, even with his scrambled memories. remembers what makes it respond, what gives it pleasure-)

also he is very definitely not putting his dick in him yet. ]

I don't lack--

[Dan Feng's panting into the wood - soft, sharp little ah-ah-ahs every time Ren's fingers hilt into him, joining the embarrassing, wet schlick of his wetness with every thrust.

Ren crooks his fingers a particular way and Dan Feng can't hide the way he whimpers, confused pleasure alighting his spine. Even he didn't know he'd liked that angle!]

I already told you what I wanted! [He spreads his legs further, arching his back, trying to entice him.] I will not beg further! [He actually will, but Ren probably already knows that.]

Have some patience, Yinyue-jun.
[that noise he'd made is so familiar even in his fogged memories, and he wants to hear more of it.]

You'll have it. [when Ren feels like it. and he's trying to find that angle again, to make him make that noise again.]

Edited 2024-06-21 15:14 (UTC)

Your impertinence is gallihngk--!

[He finds the angle. Several times. The start of a very promising tantrum is cut off by Dan Feng moaning so pornographically it practically echoes off the church's high ceilings, and he seizes around Ren's fingers tightly as he comes.

He sobs when he realizes it doesn't quench the ache between his legs; in fact, it just stokes the fire. He tries to look back at Ren, saliva smeared down his chin from panting with it open, eyes hot with embarrassed tears.]

Stop teasing me. I'm so empty.

[the noise Dan Feng makes is familiar, as is the way he clenches down around his fingers as he comes.]

Hm. [it's faintly amused, because he is kind of a dick, but the heat smouldering in his voice is also evident.

he pushes another finger in, to be a dick, but the sound of him unfastening his pants with his other hand is also pretty audible.]

[Dan Feng takes the stretch easily, and he twitches visibly when he hears Ren opening his fly. He's looking back over his shoulder, hungry, his tail lifting upwards. The tip wags a little and Dan Feng cannot be assed to still it, not when he's so close to getting what he wants.]

Aren't you angry I let someone else kill you? [A little (a lot) provocation wouldn't hurt; Dan Feng wanted to feel him for days. The haughtiness of a man who was used to his orders being followed creeps into his tone.] I want you to mark me inside and out.

Disappointed. [cloth rustles as Ren frees his cock, and then slides his fingers out of Dan Feng, leaving him empty.] But a death is a death.

[a moment later, his weight slides over Dan Feng, holding him even more down. and then the head of his cock is rubbing against him. but that's all Ren is doing for now.]

[Frankly, Dan Feng likes this part the most: when Ren covers him with his bulk, smothering and hiding him all at once. It's obvious with the quiet groan he lets out at the weight settling on him, the way he tests the give of his lover's body, and the happy, contented noise at finding that Ren does not budge at all.

It's almost enough for him to ignore Ren's insolence. Almost. Dan Feng cants his hips, feeling the blunt head so close, and yet--]

A-Xing. [He can already taste the regret, but he feels like he's already going insane with need, anything to get Ren to fuck him, now, please,] Hurry up.

[leans over him and bites one pointed ear, sharply.]

Call me by that name again and you will get nothing.

[The whimper that is choked out of him at that bite is wholly un-Yinyue-Jun and a hundred percent Dan Feng.]

Anything you want-- [His tail curls around the back of Ren's knees.] Ren, Ren, please--

[Dan Feng lowering himself to beg is exactly what he wanted.]

Pleading absolutely becomes you.

[#smug as fuck asshole. though he is finally going to stop fucking around and give Dan Feng what he wants, beginning to push into him, slow and rough.]

Edited 2024-06-30 23:20 (UTC)

[Dan Feng doesn't want gentle at all, and it's obvious in the way he squirms impatiently, even through the stretch. It's so good, but it's not enough; he tries to knock one of Ren's knees out again.]

I don't want slow!

[trying to knock one of Ren's knees out from under him is definitely going to get him to be even more stubborn about not giving him what he wants right away.

and he's keeping to the same pace.]

You'll get what I give you, when I give it to you.

Will you ever give me anything at all?

[Snide and throaty, clenching around what he can. His tail lifts to whap Ren in the face.]

Perhaps I should find someone else to satisfy me.

[groans, low, in Dan Feng's ear as he clenches around him, and then is slapped in the face with his tail.]

Haven't you done that already?

[and punctuating his words with a sharp snap of his hips.]

[He's already opened his mouth to retort, but the breath is punched out of him in a moan. He wriggles a hand backwards, blindly, to try and grab at one of Ren's hips.]

Are you - are you jealous?

[ from here

Dan Feng, ever allergic to not having the upper hand, keeps that reaction in mind.]

Yes. [He narrowly avoids braining himself on a corner. Claws dig into Randy's shoulders.] And stay once we get there.

Edited 2024-07-15 20:51 (UTC)

Needy.

[it doesn't even sound like a complaint. more fond than anything. kicking his door open and swiftly moving to press him against it as it closes.]

I am not!

[There would be more complaining if he hadn't been pressed immediately to the door. He moans into Randy's shoulder- and then bites down, indignant.]

Do you. Do you want. [You can't make him say it he will shrivel up into a raisin.]

[he won't even make him! he's a good dog.]

Please.

[pressing a kiss to the base of his intact horn.]

[In order to not make the sound that elicits out loud, he seizes Randy's lapels and yanks him down to slot their mouths together. Or maul him. The sharp fangs are a bonus.]

[they ARE. new, but fun. still, randy kisses him eagerly, with clear experience and passion, hands coming up to frame dan feng's jaw.]

[Once Randy really gets into it, though, Dan Feng freezes, whimpers into Randy's mouth, and goes slack against the door.

There's the faint, but definite smell of sea brine, and Dan Feng wriggles to bury his face in his hands. He came- slick darkening down the insides his pants - of just from that.]

[the kiss breaks to make way for those hands, and randy pauses, catching that scent and the start of dampness leeching into his own pants, with how close they are.

breathless, awed:]

Fuck, you're really feelin' it, huh?

[kissing the backs of his blocking hands.]

Don't be so crude!

[His ears twitch with each kiss, and when he lowers his hands he seems to have trouble not looking away from Randy's mouth.]

Do you know. I am a dragon.

[randy will now stop being crude. fucked up.

a hand slides down his back to stroke the fur on his tail.]

I'd noticed. Meaning?

[Don't worry Randy. Soon (TM)

Meanwhile, the hands that have braced themselves on Randy's hips suddenly appear to be tipped with claws. That tail curls around Randy's hand tightly, holding it there.]

Like this, if we play, I cannot control myself. I want to devour you but you are fragile. Are you?

[huffs a throaty little laugh ~~(yingxing-like)~~ and wiggles the fingers of his newly trapped hand, scritching.]

I'm sturdy, darlin'. Just human, but a tough one.

[He can see in real time how Dan Feng's pupils thin into slits, having hit a dozen of his buttons. The unsure expression shifts into hungry, hands sliding behind, down, groping at his ass as he grinds their hips together.]

We'll see. Strip.

[hot. hothothot.]

Aye-aye!

[immediate, free hand pulling back to start undoing his own shirt buttons.]

[Hope he's good at multitasking, because while Dan Feng lets his other hand go, he's starting to mouth and suck bruises at Randy's jaw while bullying him back to his frankly ridiculous bed.]

You and your infernal shirts.

[another little laugh, baring his throat and backing up helpfully.]

You like my chest that much, darlin'?

[half unbuttoned, now, revealing his gluthole and scars and full chest.]

Yesss.

[He warbles the end of it out, hands immediately going for his pecs and a good squeeze. Once the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed Dan Feng is ignoring any attempts to disrobe in favor of pushing him down.]

Call me that again.

[humming a pleased little sound with that grope, absolutely approving. and down he goes, hands flying up to pull dan feng down with him if he can.]

Mmmm. Should I call you sweet things more often, darlin'?

[To be fair, nothing really comes close to Dan Heng calling him gege, but Dan Feng is starting to realize okay! Maybe he has a thing for being called nice things! This is terrible!]

Impertinent. [He mutters, but the endearment makes his grip tighten, and when he buries the flushed heat on his face into Randy's tit he bites it, not very gently.]

Hands above your head.

[How Could It Be Endearments Are Pleasant,]

You liiiike it~

[his laugh presses dan feng's face and mouth even firmer into the meat of his chest, and the absolutely pornographic moan the bite draws from him is utterly unrestrained.

stretching his hands over his head with a lewd arch of his back, leaning into that bite.]

[Why does he have to move like that? The rumble of that moan is so good against his skin. Dan Feng licks his lips with a forked tongue, before sitting up and hauling the rest of him squarely on the bed, sending cushions flying.]

Dogs like you need to learn obedience, don't you think?

[randy makes a startled, distinctly aroused little gasp as he's manhandled. helLO.]

I thought- you said I'm a good dog?

You can be better for me, can't you?

[Dan Feng punctuates this by rolling the base of his palm between Randy's legs, hands resting on his fly.]

[congrats! he's already pretty hard and wielding a deadly weapon even for his size. whines, doglike, and rocks up into dan feng's palm.]

How do you want me, darlin'?

I want you to be still.

[He settles between Randy's legs - his tail winds around a knee to keep them open - and begins to literally shred his pants away.]

And you will not come without permission.

Oh-

[he twitches for a bare moment, then stills breathlessly, heavy cock springing free of its confines at the first opportunity.

licks his lips, voice throaty.]

That all?

[Dan Feng kind of just blatantly looks at his dick, and when he looks at Randy, his pupils have blown up into saucers.]

I like your confidence. [Now that Randy's naked, Dan Feng - still fully clothed - proceeds to. Lay down on his front, cradle his cock against his cheek and rub against it, like a cat marking its territory. And do nothing else.]

[he's Big. even for his overall size. not like monstrously large but definitely impressive.

he whines, deeply canine in spite of being fully human, dick twitching eagerly right in dan feng's face.]

Oh...!

I'm going to sit on this and make you cry, but later.

[Now that he's been informed of his schedule for the night, Dan Feng tucks some hair behind an ear and tries to choke himself on Randy's cock.

He only gets halfway, but that is because he's too big to comfortably take, and truthfully Dan Feng isn't very experienced in giving head without anticipating the recipient would die.]

Why are you so big?

[help?! moaaaans, hips jerking once before he stills himself. trying to be good.]

Genetics-?

Comparable to both of mine...

[He sounds petulantly mad about his, but he's having a great time fucking his mouth on what he can take of Randy's dick. He's progressively getting louder about it too, wet and slick and unashamed, spit bubbling out the corner of his lips.]

Hold. [He's already cock-drunk.] Hold still.

Both?!

[incredulously horny! whining louder but forcing himself Absolutely Still, per his order.]

Wouldn't you like to know.

[He visibly thinks about what he wants to say. He also does this while lapping at his dick, tongue long enough to wrap around it twice.]

Tell me how you want my mouth.

I would very much like to know!

[kinda. teakettle noise as his brain overheats from dirty talk mode engaging and being forcibly stopped by don't be crude.]

Oh, your tongue is-- Nng. As much as you can take. However you like.

[He's being strangely polite. Huh. Dan Feng makes a few more good attempts to take him down his throat, before giving up and doing the nuzzling thing with his dick again.]

You can fuck my throat next time. [Yeah there he goes...] I need practice.

[He shifts, and sits up to rip his own shirt off and fling it across the room. He's flushed all the way down to his nipples, and he has to sneak in a tit grope (or two) before straddling him.]

[the look in randy's eyes is almost feral with longing. he wants to touch. but he has to stay still. so all he can do is run his mouth as politely as possible, every ounce of him leaning towards dan feng as if held by invisible bonds.]

Lookin' forward to it. You're beautiful. I want to see you.

You are seeing me...?

[UP close and personal, as he braces his forearms against Randy's chest and tries to sit on his dick immediately, as promised, but he's so busy having his braincells fried every time he makes contact that he's forgotten he has to actually take his pants off.]

Why ... [He looks up at Randy, desperate.] What's happening.

[oh no. he blew HIMSELF stupid. oh no it's cute.]

Gotta finish undressing, darlin'. Let me help?

[his hands are still obediently over his head, and though his cock twitches enthusiastically under dan feng's weight, he's otherwise still.]

Why weren't you helping earlier?

[He leans down to kiss him like the question mark to that sentence.]

[chu!]

Bein' a good, obedient dog.

[He slumps into the crook of Randy's neck at that one kiss.]

Nice puppy. [Muffled, licking a stripe up his jaw. He reaches up to grip his wrists with both hands, trying to pull them down.] Don't be nice to me.

[freezes with a whiiiine, straining to keep his hands up for a moment or two then going slack, letting dan feng move him as he will for now.]

Y'sure about that?

[How bad can it be?]

Give me your worst. I can take it. [Says the guy whose entirety of his skin and scales and even hair is currently an erogenous zone.] Or is my cute little mutt all bark and no bite?

I'm considering that overwriting all orders given 'til now. For the record.

[that's his warning, as randy lunges abruptly to flip them and wrestle his hands free.]

What ord--

[His eyes roll back briefly into his head at the pressure of Randy shaking himself free - Dan Feng was holding him pretty tightly - and he goes down with a yowl, quite suddenly on his back.

There's a pretty sizeable bulge in his pants, prominent with the way his legs are spread.]

[covering him with his broad, sturdy body and pinning him, taking the opportunity to sink his teeth into the base of his throat hard, even with his blunt human teeth. hard enough to bruise intensely, if not quite to the blood. at the same time, he's grinding his thigh down between dan feng's legs.]

[He wails a garbled version of Randy's name, nails scrabbling red lines down his back. The scent of copper wafts between them, along with the salt from Dan Feng's overwhelmed tears.]

Bastard--! [He's practically humping that thigh, panting against Randy's hair.] Bad dog!

[leaving another bite right atop it, gentler, stinging, but, you know, right atop it.]

S'what you asked for, darlin'.

[he's keeping the sweet nickname. that's also rough. keeping the pressure on dan feng's groin as he sits back just enough to watch his face.]

You gonna come again, just like this? Twice already, still in your pants?

[You know he's going to turn all of your socks inside out for this when he does your laundry right.]

I still. Haven't said you could come, you know.

[Raspy mumble.] You look good from this angle.

[that's just cute tbh]

That's right. Neglectful owner, aren'tcha? Leaving your puppy hanging like this.

[slipping a hand down to squeeze at his dragon's trapped lengths.]

Come on. You're such a clean freak most of the time. Make a real mess to clean up later.

[He twitches violently at being called his owner, referring to him as your puppy. Today in he is learning ever more fascinating things about himself.]

I want. [CAN YOU TAKE THE HAND OFF HIS DICKS FOR ONE (1) SECOND HELP HIM PLEASE HE IS DYING. He turns his face away, suddenly embarrassed.] Just take off my clothes!

As you wish.

[but he's taking his sweet time so much as teasing the button of his fly open with a thumb as he keeps kneading at his cocks.]

Can you hold on 'til you're naked?

What do you take me for! I can control myself!

[Tailfluff swat TO THE FACE]

[snaps at his tail with a sharp laugh.]

That a bet?

[Dan Feng is not a gambling man, but one thing that he is is proud.]

What do you wager, puppy?

[Hand sliding into his hair, to fist into it and yank.]

[it's already grown a bit longer, pullable. randy groans pleasantly, and squeezes dan feng's cocks harder, only barely playing with his zipper enough to meet the order.]

Nothin' I wouldn't give for free, right now.

[shamelessly honest, letting his head loll with that hairpulling even as he grins down at him.]

Nice, easy stakes for a mess of a Master.

[That visibly affects him too, being called Master. He doesn't even remember what got them here, only that if Randy keeps calling him things he'll lick the next thing right out of his infernal mouth.]

I wager a kiss. [His heels kick against the sheets, before he moves to bat away Randy's hands and take his pants off himself.]

Ohh.

[laughing and letting his hands be shoved away, but he's not going to be quite so easy. instead of leaning back, he's scooting down to shove his face in the way, nuzzling at the wet shapes in dan feng's pants.]

I do want that.

Then why are you so far away.

[Okay maybe he should not have been so mean earlier. He growls, and bucks his hips up. His tail wraps around Randy's back, and he props himself up on his elbows, looking very cross.]

The sooner my pants are off the sooner you can rearrange my organs, hurry up.

[oh that has him swiftly reevaluating his priorities.]

Ffffuck, you know how to rile a guy up.

[sitting up and just hauling dan feng's remaining clothing off in one brutal motion. if seams pop, it is what it is.]

[He is either going to be extremely annoying or extremely embarrassed about the ripped pants later, but for now: Dan Feng turning his head into the nearest pillow to muffle the whine of relief as two (2) cocks spring out almost comically, slick with the same wetness covering the inside of his thighs.

He keeps his face in the pillow, one eye peeking out from it to gauge Randy's reaction. His tail is already curling upwards to hide himself in.]

[randy takes in the view greedily, not at all shying away from the unfamiliar anatomy.]

So this is what you meant, huh...

[leaning back in to lick his way up a drenched thigh, grabbing dan feng by the knees to pull him into randy's lap.]

Don't go gettin' shy now, darlin'. How's your puppy supposed to rearrange your guts if you're hiding from him?

[He can't quite snark back immediately, not when being in Randy's lap meant their cocks pressed against each other, hot and slick and up close to his arrogant swagger like this Dan Feng thinks, Do I have a type?.

He winds arms around the broad shoulders. Leans in to shut him up with a kiss so violent it should be illegal, all fang and hunger and possessiveness.]

[Do You Have A Type, Dan Feng?

randy's cock slots so nicely between dan feng's soaked lengths, hard and hot and not flagging in the least. but he can't say much with the ferocity of that kiss, which he's meeting with equal intensity and a near-canine growl, the taste of dan feng's spend right there to lick up.]

[Tasting himself on the other man makes him feel so filthy that he has half a thought to ride Randy's face, but there would be other times for that. A time after he shoves at Randy's shoulders, breaking the kiss before he could come again.

He has to pant a little to work himself down.] Sit. [He says petulantly.] Stay. [Forever??? He lifts a hand to squish Randy's cheeks.] You are so attractive, why are you like this?

[randy chuckles, a throaty little noise, but lets dan feng have that moment to get a hold of himself. he's already sitting. already staying.]

Good t'know I'm to your tastes, darlin'.

You are other things I would sink my fangs into.

[Muttered, half-out of his mind with need, just ignore that thanks. He braces a hand on Randy's shoulder, and uses his other one to line the other man's cock up properly with his cunt, so he can start sinking on it.]

[he will not be ignoring that. groans with feeling, hips rocking up eagerly into the delicious soaking wet heat of him.]

Mmhmm? Not just tasty, then?

You were kind to m-me--

[His ears pin down, and the combined effort of thinking about a) how nice he's been ever since he's gotten here and b) concentrating on Randy's frankly unreasonable dick splitting him open makes one of his knees slide outwards.

Dan Feng accidentally sinks down on him all in one go, and he convulses violently into an orgasm, clamping around him, tilting heavily against Randy's shoulder.]

[oh that's so soft and sweet and sad...

and randy's brain immediately is shoved out the metaphorical window when he finds himself fully sheathed in dan feng's cunt. he lets out a strangled shout and wraps his arms around dan feng tightly, crushing him close to keep him from moving. randy's cock is already twitching and dripping precome deep inside dan feng. he's hanging on by a thread.]

[UNFORTUNATELY FOR HIM, the moment Dan Feng's brain cells come back online, his shittiness also comes back with them. The orgasm took some of the edge off, enough for him to nose against Randy's ear and lave at the lobe wetly.]

Remember what I said? No release until I say so. Be good for me, puppy.

[he whines and shudders, then bites his lip and holds himself very, very still. he can feel the tables turning, but unfortunately dan feng being a filthy tease is only deeply to randy's tastes. he's struggling to drag himself away from that edge.]

Watch.

[No matter how still he holds himself, that's not stopping Dan Feng from moving - short, grinding strokes, never lifting more than halfway off Randy's cock.

It's fucking fantastic. His eyes keep rolling back drunkenly in pleasure. He blindly reaches for one of Randy's hands, to place it in the flat of muscle under his own navel, where Randy would be able to feel his cock punched deep into Dan Feng every time their hips meet.]

You're so...

[he makes an almost wounded noise, feeling himself through the skin of dan feng's belly. his cock jerks and throbs inside dan feng, painfully hard, but randy is a good dog. he's obedient. his eyes stay open and his hips stay still as dan feng rides him tortuously.]

So-?

[his voice is so very low and rumbly, as he struggles to keep control of himself, every muscle in his body held in painstaking tension.]

[Dan Feng, unable to articulate Yingxing coded, opts to lean back and then bonk their foreheads together, not ungently.]

I want to put my hands in your lungs. [CLOSE ENOUGH. He leans in to gnaw at Randy's lower lip.] Maybe if you begged for it I'll allow you to touch me.

[that gets a shuddery laugh, randy leaning in to bite back and nuzzle, needy.]

So not hot. But I wanna touch you. You're beautiful, and so tight and hot and wet, usin' my cock however you please...

I could use this monstrous thing whenever and however I want. You would wake to me using you for my pleasure and you would not be able to do anything about it.

[Clearly he has thoughts and all of them are really fucking horny. He rolls his hips, his tail winding around them, curling curiously around one of Randy's wrists. The praise is really getting to him, visible in the way his rocking grows more frantic.]

Sounds like hnngh, a nice wakeup- t'be honest-! Could warm your bed whenever, just to enable...

[it's cute, honestly. dan feng's thirst, along with the almost shy way his tail moves. randy strokes his thumb across his scales ad indulgently as he can, even with how shaky he is from the sheer willpower going into Not Coming.]

Could wake you all filthy, too-- eatin' out your pretty pussy, or suck your cocks, or- or-

[he's really struggling here, nearly losing the thread of his dirty talk.]

Stuff ya all full like you clearly love so much... or ride you m'self, or...!

[He's realizing, all right, maybe he should not have started this fight of dirty talking. He can't keep up and answer, all of that going straight to his cocks, and he throws his head back.]

I want it, I want all of it -- [His nails rake angry red lines down Randy's biceps.] Fill me up, I'm so empty--

[that sounds like permission, and randy lets go, whole body flexing with the force of the single thrust he fucks up into dan feng before he's spilling deep inside him with an absolutely filthy, relieved moan. he's only human, so it's not as voluminous as dan feng's own, but he can still feel it warm inside him as randy quakes and shivers his way through orgasm beneath him.]

[Randy sounds absolutely filthy and Dan Feng tips over right after him, arms winding around his shoulders as he buries his whimpers in Randy's hair. He clenches violently around that cock, milking him for all he's worth.]

Mmmmfgh. [Slurred, rutting against Randy's stomach because his cocks are still hard. He kind of wants to crawl inside Randy's ribs; he's warm.] Good boy. So good for me.

[randy whines, deeply canine, his cock twitching pointedly within dan feng with the praise. he clutches at dan feng, too, rolling onto his back with dan feng atop him. letting his cocks wedge tight between their bellies.]

I wanna. Be good for you...

[Maybe Randy will look back on this and think, I fucked up, when Dan Feng later ends up enamored with the idea of wringing him dry like a raisin.]

You are. [He rumbles a purr low under his breastbone.] Are you spent?

[he might. or he might just be into it.

there's a creaky, compromised little hum that he tries to spin as a laugh.]

Nah. I'll need a couple minutes, but I can go another round.

[He props himself up on Randy's chest, scratching now-blunt nails over his collarbone, like a cat kneading a blanket.]

I am in no hurry. [He thinks of a way to phrase what he wants to say without it being an order.] I do not wish for others to order you around.

[another rumbly little sound, calmer.]

Protective? Possessive?

What do you think of it?

[He shifts, not enough for Randy to slip out, but enough for him to get his tail around one of the other man's knees.]

I have been told neither of these are good things coming from me.

[shifts with him, soft inside him but perfectly content to adjust and stay in.]

It ain't a bad feeling, bein' protected.

It is in my blood to be a protector. Was. Something like that. It makes me feel good. But I have not protected anyone in a very long time.

I'm usually the one doing protection. I enjoy that. But it can be nice.

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We can have a schedule. Alternating days.

[He rubs their cheeks together and probably nearly gores Randy with a horn as he does.]

You remind me of someone who was very dear to me.

[whoop, angles his head just enough to avoid unintended violence. while still getting nuzzles.]

Seems I've got a way of doing that.

[tone wry, but not bitter.]

Has it happened before?

Mmhmm. It ain't a bad thing, though. Bein' of comfort.

[Dan Feng makes a face that says he is taking this the wrong way. He opens his mouth.]

You like sleeping around?

...Yes, but that ain't what I meant.

That a problem?

Whore.

[He doesn't say it like it's a pejorative, instead contemplatively clenching around him.]

Wait, one must pay for those. I think Megumi called that a slut, which makes both of us. I like feeling good, and my husbands have their own lovers.

[rhgbsjsjduehajs

an incredulous little laugh, though his cock twitches gamely.]

Can't say I've never been paid to fuck, but it was a rarity. Slut's more accurate for sure.

[Unfortunately Randy you can only unlock this in Horny Mode,]

I would want this even when I am not under the effects of anything.

[chu]

Me too. I know I've got the orders thing right now, but... You'd know, if I didn't want you, or this.

[from here]

I don't want to!

[But of all the people in this town Jing Yuan is the only person who can tell him what to do and he would do it, so with an extremely petulant look he helps him out of this shoes and yanks him further into the house.

He takes his shirt off on the way and tosses it in the hallway.]

I don't like this. I want to be naked all the time. You should be naked all the time.

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[Jing Yuan laughs, imagining how scandalized Dan Feng will be later, and allows himself to be dragged along.]

I can't do "all the time", but I can certainly be naked with you for a little while.

[Thankfully his door is ajar, so he merely kicks it in before pulling Jing Yuan inside.

The door's not even closed when he proceeds to abandon Jing Yuan, so he can bend over and shove his pants off, thighs already gleaming with slick.]

[Fortunately Jing Yuan is a polite person and closes the door as soon as he's inside. He will protect Dan Feng's dignity as much as he can.]

You really ought to start wearing underthings...

No. They chafe!

[Unfortunately there isn't much, if any, of Dan Feng's dignity left at the moment. He'll bewail the way he's flinging his pants off into a corner of the room later, but for now, he stalks up to Jing Yuan and immediately buries his face into the other man's chest, literally rubbing into it.]

[from here]

[Randy had no way of knowing this was the best pickup line he could have used on Dan Feng, who thrived on two things: conflict, and people who could crush him like a soda can.]

Here you are, yes. [He licks his lips. Worries a tongue against his own fang. His hand slides down the curve of Randy's waist and cups an asscheek.] Crawling back to me like a dog.

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[Randy growls, dragging Dan Feng bodily against him. All soft curves and hard muscle.]

Seems like you've given me bad taste.

[Dan Feng appears to short-circuit, because this accidentally mashes the side of his face into a boob, and he blinks up, wide-eyed, at Randy.]

I would have you know. [He says, slowly.] I will be the best you will ever get.

[He then opens his mouth.

And closes it over cloth and soft breast and maybe a nipple if he's lucky, just enough of a bite to try and make him shout.]

[his scoff is pretty quickly diverted into a gasp when dan feng bites, his intellectual knowledge of his chest being more sensitive than usual not at all preparing him for the reality of that mouth.

fisting a hand in dan feng's hair.]

Bedroom. Now.

Presumptuous. Do not tell me what to do.

[Says Dan Feng, while doing what he's told to do, picking through the mess on the kitchen floor with his hand firmly laced in Randy's.

He leads them to Randy's bedroom, this time, because he's angling to steal clothes to use as pillowcases.]

Picky.

[buddy.

well, randy is more than happy to let them both into his room, which is Pretty Sparse. his priorities have not been interior decorating, so most of the personalization is in the stunhalberd leaning against the wall by the door.

he squeezes dan feng's hand on the way, for good measure.]

[Dan Feng jumps a little at the squeeze, and Randy will be able to see in real time how his ears turn red.

So this is what their bedroom floors look like, he thinks. Dan Feng's is always strewn with some manner of cushion and clothes and the occasional mysterious stain.]

This looks barely lived in. [He doesn't like that. He backs Randy into the door after it closes.] Fix it.

[the blushing... cute...]

To be fair, I've barely lived in it.

[grabbing dan feng's ass with his free hand to haul him closer, squeezing the held hand again.]

What do you suggest?

Perhaps you should get an indoor hobby.

[He is PROBLEM SOLVING here can you stop fondling him please. Even if his tail starts to sneak down and curl around one of Randy's thighs. Even if his free hand folds over Randy's bicep and pets the muscle there.]

Flex this.

Whaddya want me to do, crochet? Whittling?

[flexing agreeably, while also squeezing that ass.]

[With a hand on that bicep, Dan Feng looks up at him with a serious expression (which is a little ruined by how red he is).]

Me. I can be your indoor hobby.

[This is as far as he can go with flirting (?) before he crumples up like wet tissue paper. Listen. The muscles do it okay. Leave him alone.]

[omg. grins, openly charmed.]

Yeah? How're you gonna fix up my room, darlin'?

[leaning in, in kissing range, very intentional.]

[Unfortunately Dan Feng did not think he would get this far, and his shoulders come up to his ears in embarrassment.]

I'm going to... rip up all your floorboards.

[His eyes keep dropping to Randy's mouth. Very inconvenient for threats of property damage. He only lasts about five (5) seconds before he fists his hands in Randy's shirt and lunges upwards to slot their mouths together.]

How is that-

[you know what? not relevant. far busier kissing the hell out of this dragon.]

[He has many more opinions on Randy's apparent shit taste in everything, but for now all of them have melted into soup gurgling in his skull. They're equally aggressive with the kissing, and for a moment there's nothing but wet heat and teeth and Dan Feng panting little noises into Randy's mouth and his hips rocking against the other man's.

He pulls back just enough so he can grind mindlessly against Randy, pants already tightening.]

Bed. Bed. Or I will break your ankles.

[sometimes smarmy cousin icons are most appropriate actually]

Wouldn't recommend trying.

[voice husky, as he grabs the base of dan feng's tail and yanks him over to the bed, sprawling on his back and trying to drag this dragon down atop himself.]

[Why do you have to grab by the tail? Dan Feng splays over Randy with a growl, straddling him and immediately applying himself to the wealth of cleavage on display. If he isn't pulled off those hickeys are going to be really hard to hide, and Dan Feng isn't healing any of that.]

Mmmm...

[Randy has no such concerns about hickeys, much more concerned with petting dan feng's tail and arching and wiggling under his mouth, enjoying his new sensitivity.

it's about now that he's processing the shape in dan feng's pants as unusual. or rather, as the same as usual.]

--Wait, you've still got 'em?

[he lifts his head from where it's buried between Randy's tits, smushing his cheek against one of them.]

Still have who?

[grinding his hips up against where dan feng is straddling him.]

You have your dicks??

[As evidenced by how he gets even harder:]

Why would I - yes? [?????? Where is this going ????]

YOU TURNED PHYSICALLY FEMALE HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW YOU'D KEEP THEM? FUCK ME.

YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD!

I'm not missing the chance to get double penetrated in two holes by the same guy!!!! Fuck me!!!

[Reaching blindly for a pillow and SMOTHERING HIM WITH IT]

Stop yelling it the walls are thin!

[indignant muffled dog noises and grabbyhands!!!]

[DIE

When he lifts the pillow though he is. Very red. At this point Randy has not taken him before and Dan Feng is very much already thinking of what it would feel like and he is studiously not looking Randy in the face.]

Are you. Are you sure.

Please.

[all earnest, intense desire, without a shred of embarrassment or hesitation.]

[How can he say it like that without even any sort of provocation???? Dan Feng inhales and has to cover his face, embarrassed enough for the both of them.]

Very well. [Is 'very well' even sexy??? He starts fumbling at Randy's pants, clumsy with the urgency of it.]

[it's pretty sexy!!! randy helps, wiggling and reaching to help with his own pants, shoving them down his thighs as far as he can with dan feng straddling him. randy sure hasn't retained cock, judging by the very human pussy nestled between his muscled, scarred thighs. but he's sure wet.]

[There's the sound of ripping as Dan Feng's claws tear into the sheets oops. He helpfully gets off and will helpfully yank/rip/shred Randy's pants the rest of the way.]

You're wet. [He sounds like he's been hit upside the head.]

[pours one out internally for THOSE boxers and slacks... and hitches up a leg to show off that curly red hair and those flushed lips and how damp and shining it all is with his desire.]

Well yeah. I want you.

[He moves, slinking back between Randy's legs, and pushing his thighs up and apart with his hands.

There's an expression of great concentration as he looks his fill, before he dips his head and licks up the wetness with no hesitation at all.]

Oh.

[that's different! his thighs twitch in dan feng's hands, but the scent of his arousal sharpens, and he's only getting wetter from both saliva and his own fluids.]

[After a moment, Dan Feng lifts his head, slick glistening on his chin. He hefts a knee over his shoulder, so he can gently press a thumb over Randy's clit.]

Ah. [He is very smug.] This is completely new for you, is it not?

[fuuuck he's a sight like that. randy flushes deep and stark. and that thumb makes him jerk, muscles drawing tight as he squirms.]

Yeah... Totally new equipment, and all...

Let me give you a lesson on anatomy, then.

[He braces his other hand on the inside of Randy's thigh, to keep him from closing his legs- and that thumb starts stroking, circling the nub of nerves, a steady rhythm while he watches Randy's face.]

[biting his lip, laughing low and husky.]

I've got plenty of experience getting women off, I've just never been-

[legs trying to jerk shut, though, as the sensation escalates, and he's wiggling like he's not sure if he wants to get more direct contact or get away.]

[Dan Feng will solve that for him by

a) removing his thumb and
b) replacing it with his tongue, lapping firm and warm and wet like a man starved, with the occasional dangerous brush of fang.

His hands are firm around Randy's thighs, stopping him from bucking up or away; he's going to take what he's given whether he likes it or not.]

Ffffuck, your mouth is, hhah...

[his hands fly down to bury themselves in dan feng's hair, careful about his horns, and the first brush of fang gets a shocked little yelp and pull. he's getting noisier, body starting to shake as unfamiliar pleasure builds.]

[He'll be able to feel the moan against his clit, rumbling low and hot against it, but Dan Feng doesn't stop. He knows it takes steady motion, and quite frankly he wants to make Randy cry (part of his indoor hobbies), so once Randy comes, he's not going to stop.]

[little does dan feng know he's already made randy cry. lmao. just not in a hot way.]

Dan Feng, darlin', I'm--

[tipping over the edge, whole body drawing tight and a fresh burst of wetness drenching dan feng's face. but of course he isn't being given a reprieve, and his sounds are taking on a more desperate edge as he's trying to squirm free.]

A, ah, sweetheart, hold up--

[Nope! Dan Feng angles his face so he can see how desperate Randy's getting - he knows the razor's edge of pain and pleasure brought by sensitivity here - but he wants one more, even though his jaw is starting to ache.

His horns are within reach if he truly wants out, but Dan Feng's claws press threatening into those muscled thighs if he squirms further away.]

[randy won't go for his horns over something like this.]

You- smug bastard--

[without any downtime or mercy, he doesn't take long to pull into a bucking, wailing orgasm, all his muscles trembling as he's pinned in dan feng's grasp.]

[Mercifully enough Dan Feng doesn't draw this one out, though he does blow cheekily on the engorged nub before sitting up and wiping his mouth with the back of a hand.]

I win.

[Sure he is still fully clothed and hard to the point of not being able to notice anything else other than Randy's chest heaving but that is irrelevant.]

[And His Chest Sure Is Heaving

he just kind of goes boneless after a pathetic moan about that cheeky gust of air, breathing hard.]

Th'fuck kinda contest're you having all by yourself....

[Wait, he has a point. Dan Feng opens his mouth to answer but ends up reaching out to grope at a breast because it's just there.]

The one I win, are you deaf?

[That hand migrates to Randy's sternum, feeling his heartbeat.]

You are very beautiful like this.

[groans throatily, arching his back to press his hard nipple into dan feng's palm for just a moment, then going limp again when his hand moves on. his heart is hammering so fast.]

An' you're too dressed.

[He leans back, then, to try and shimmy out of his pants without undoing his fly all the way. This would work if he did not have the hips he has now, so as it is, he just falls to the bed like an upturned turtle.]

[laughs, a breathless ha, and hauls himself forward to come help.]

[Once the pants are off, his cocks bounce out with frankly a very lewd, very wet sound, and Dan Feng buries his face in his hands. He's really fucking hard; who wouldn't be, after seeing Randy lose himself in pleasure like that?]

[chuckling, low and throaty, and dipping his head to nuzzle them shamelessly, even going so far as to drop little kisses at the base of each.]

No, I want-

[He shifts to slide a hand into Randy's hair, trying to tug him upwards.]

I want to h-have you.

Hhaha, well, still gotta be a lil patient...

[letting himself be tugged forward, straddling dan feng, but reaching down to swipe his fingers in some of those slick vidyadhara fluids, then back to start working open his own ass.]

[Dan Feng watches him, eyes dark and hungry, hands digging bruises into Randy's thighs.]

You are sure about this? I might hurt you.

[raising an eyebrow, breath hitching as he works himself open fast and cursory. he hasn't gotten fucked much lately, but he knows what he's doing.]

I'm getting both those pretty dragon cocks of yours, and in different holes is probably safer and also never gonna be able to happen again.

[Dan Feng contemplates this.]

I could always make more holes in you. If you wanted. I am very good at that.

Not hot. No bonus holes outside of current circumstances.

You aren't very fun.

[He pouts viciously, tail coming up to whap the fluffy against Randy's face. He reaches up to grope at a tit for good measure.]

[pulling out his fingers, probably only technically loosened enough, but impatient and also needing to grab that tail and nip at scales.]

Shut up and fuck me.

[Why would you put your teeth there?! Dan Feng makes a dying sound, pricking claws on his thighs, and hauls him close with a strength belying his appearance.]

Don't provoke me. [He mutters. Here is another yank at his scalp, before he settles, leaning back so he can hold his cocks steady for Randy to sink on to. He knows from experience it's easier to control the pace when one's on top, so he is being very good by restraining himself from bending Randy in half and breeding him.]

[what a nice dragon. randy bends low over him, pressing their breasts together and stealing a kiss as he lowers himself onto dan feng's cocks. his cunt is sopping wet and easy to sink into, and his ass is tighter, requires more effort. he's moaning against dan feng's mouth as he starts to take those lengths in deeper.]

[He was not prepared for what it felt to have their breasts press together, skin against skin like that. The heft is different; the weight of them, how their nipples pebble against the softness. Dan Feng pants Randy's name into his mouth, one hand bruising fingerprints into his hip.]

That's - you're so - [He's babbling, trying to slot their mouths together but he can't concentrate enough from the sheer feeling of both his cocks being sheathed in tight, wet heat.

If he takes too long - well. Dan Feng won't be able to stop his hips from snapping upwards, all the way, in one go.]

[randy wasn't exactly rushing, because, honestly, he wanted this to happen. wanted the feeling of dan feng taking him. the way he bites and cries out rings of approval, and he lets his knees slide out from under him, dropping the rest of his weight on his cute little dragon.]

[He takes Randy's weight with an oof, and Dan Feng immediately wraps his tail around Randy's lower back. He cups Randy's face, petting his jaw with a look of worry.]

Too fast. Are you hurt?

[he lolls his head into that hand with easy affection, clenching and shaking on and around dan feng as his body struggles to adjust. he can feel the way those cocks press together through the thin wall of flesh separating them, and knowing dan feng can too is electric.]

Mm-mm. I'm sturdy, remember?

If I would break you I would have you lose your mind in it.

[Maybe if he stopped CLENCHING you know he would have a better time of it. This close it's impossible to hide how Dan Feng's tone is tight, teeth grinding on themselves as he tries not to move.]

[one more deeply intentional squeeze before he forces his body to relax with the control of someone who can sleep on command.]

Sweet thing. Taking good care of your puppy?

What did I say about provoking me, you mutt?

[You can't pavlov him into activating sir. Ok maybe you already are but the point is. The point is that Randy would be able to feel how his dicks seem to get even harder at Randy's words, how Dan Feng's breathing changes, a low rumbling in his ribcage.]

I do want to take care of you. I like it. Especially after I take you apart.

[He holds Randy in place with bruising force as he rocks his hips.]

[randy chuckles, smug and husky, feeling dan feng's physical response.]

You like when I'm, mmm, what's the word? Ah. Impertinent.

[so yeah not stopping with the provoking. he fights dan feng's grip to no avail, whining as he tries to move with him. but he's fully trapped in place for dan feng to fuck as he wishes.]

[Using the tail as support, he pushes himself upwards, and gently lays Randy down, slowly enough that he doesn't slip out. That doesn't mean Randy won't feel every ridge and bump on those draconic cocks as he's moved, or the way Dan Feng meanly pinches one of his nipples as he does.]

I like you in many ways, Randy. [He says conversationally as he shoves a pillow under Randy's back, curling over him, pressing into him deep.] I like owning beautiful things.

Ah!

[randy groans and arches and wraps his arms around dan feng's shoulders as he changes their position, yelps deliciously with that pinch, clearly relishing both the bullying and the care.]

Charmer... Maybe I like being owned by beautiful people.

[clenching around him again, this time to entice rather than shocked reflex. dan feng is so deep in him he feels like he could choke on it, but he wants more.]

C'mon, darlin'.

[Why does he keep calling him by that pet name??? And why does he like it???? Annoyed, Dan Feng growls- and then he clamps his hands around Randy's wrists, pressing them into the sheets beside his head.]

Remember. You asked for this.

[He pulls out slowly- just enough to catch the rims of both holes on the head of the cock sheathed in them - before he fucks all the way in with a force strong enough to jolt Randy up the bed. The pace he starts is brutal and unforgiving, rutting into him almost.]

[randy whiiiines as dan feng pulls most of the way out, throaty, liking the feeling of friction and all that fun texture moving inside him, but not liking feeling empty--

which is a problem that is solved swiftly, now isn't it.]

Fuck! Yes.

You're so warm inside--

[He's going to let the bad word slide, in favor of staring at how Randy's tits bounce. A drop of sweat trickles down the valley of his cleavage, and Dan Feng is short enough to be able to dip his head and lick it up.]

I should tie you to my bed and keep your legs spread open so I can have you any time I want.

And you say- ah- that I have a filthy mouth-

[audibly delighted, even though he's struggling to make coherent sentences like this, every thrust threatening to knock any thoughts out of his head.]

You'd like that? Your dog tied up and- waitin' for your attention?

[He shifts, then, to yank Randy's knees over his shoulders, leaning down and folding him in half. The stokes go deep, grinding into him every time Dan Feng bottoms out.]

I- I would. [He doesn't take his eyes off Randy's face.] If it means you can't leave me. I would keep you forever.

[like this, dan feng is fucking the breath right out of him. he has absolutely no choice but to take it, jaw dropping and head tipping back from the overwhelming, unavoidable pleasure of it all. he's managing to maintain eye contact, transfixed, but it's a near thing.]

Please--

[does he mean please continue fucking him within an inch of his life? please keep him? unclear.]

What are you--

[He squirms violently in her arms, but since he's, well. Small, he's way less of a danger and more of a nuisance. Oh, this is an odd point of view, but it's very nice...]

Why do you like bathing with me so much?

[ Of course she's going to be a menace, it's not like she gets the opportunity to be the taller one! Even if she still carries people around.

She looks delighted, either way, kissing the top of his forehead. ]

Because I love you and I love caring for your body. And now I can examine you all over again!!

[ Just going to squeeze him close to her as they head in! ]

Oh, do you think something else is different, aside from external and balance changes?

[His tail curls around her as he tries to shift closer, but his newly-acquired tits foil his plans, pressing against Megumi's.]

Do you have a pen? We should write those down...

[ Titsquish!! She'll finally lay him down on one of the massage beds after kicking the door closed and pinning an arms down by the side of his head. ]

We can write what we need after I examine you. Anyroad, 'tis in mine bag.

[ Which is also on the floor now, but her gaze goes down and-

... Eheh. Sorry Dan Feng. Face goes right in the boobs. ]

You're so soft here... I'm in heaven.

What are you hnnnggkh--

[Dan Feng is a tit appreciator, this is true. But he'd never really thought of his own chest being sensitive. He barely chokes back an embarrassing whine, tries to prop himself up on his elbows, and fails.]

Is this what it feels like when I do this to you?!

[ Hands are also coming down to squish the tits onto her face, though she's gentle- even if she's feeling around to feel his nipples through the fabric, before lifting her head to look at him. ]

All the time. 'tis nice, isn't it?

[ Leaning in to kiss at the exposed skin over his neck while massaging his breasts and turning her head down to playfully suck the tip (just with pressure)- while teasing his nipple through the cloth. ]

Do you want me to take your top off, my darling?

[ Because she can and will stimulate him into coming through the fabric- ]

[It's way too early for anything - the stars are still out, and it's freezing even if the horizon is starting to blush pink. But Dan Feng has had too much, thought of so many what-ifs. He's knocking on one specific window in Wrath.]

[where the fuck has Ren been? ~~I'm just going to assume he got dragged off to the facility for hiatused people or w/e.~~ anyway, he's back now, and approaching from the outside.]

Yinyue-jun.

[This time he looks exactly like the Dan Feng who had walked the Luofu: robes, hair, earring, bracer and all; indistinguishable save for the broken horn and the gold in his eyes.]

I thought you, too, had left without me.

[surprise, surprise, guess who has his own bracer on and a certain hairpin like stuck through his hair, though not in the same hairstyle Yingxing had formerly worn.

if it wasn't for the broken horn, the gold in his eyes, Ren might have thought he was hallucinating. he still might be hallucinating for all he knows given where he was. and closes the distance between them.]

I'm here now.

I want to take our bows again.

[He reaches out, and takes Ren's hands, threading their fingers together.]

Come back to the sea with me.

[tightens grip on Dan Feng's hands. this is exactly what he wanted. death together, the only way to cleanse their karma.]

Until our end. [whenever that might be.]

[He starts pulling Ren along - giddy, with both hands, like a newlywed pulling their husband towards their marital bed.]

Tell me you love me.

I have only ever gazed at the moon. [of course he's going along with this quite willingly.]

I became what I am because of you.

[His tail curls up happily behind him, snaking to rest on Ren's waist as he falls into step besides the other man.]

I do not regret it.

[because of that other him's failure. his cowardice.] No? Not even when you were left alone to face those consequences?

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