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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.]

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