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.]
[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.]
[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.]
[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 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.
[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. ]
[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.]
[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.]
[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.
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Say it. Speak what it is you desire.
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You think I will debase myself so easily?
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Oh, I know you will not bend so easily. But I will not give you what you want unless you ask.
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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.]
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Ask, Yinyue-jun.
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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.]
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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.]
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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.
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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.
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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.]
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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.]
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I want to. [Muffled. He squirms, hands still in Ren's hold.] I want. I want you to take me.
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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.
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Hurry up. [He's already arching his back, spreading his legs.] Make me stop thinking.
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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?
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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!
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(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. ]
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[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.]
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[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.]
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[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.
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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.]
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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.
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[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.]
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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.
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Call me by that name again and you will get nothing.
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