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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.

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