[At some point while Dan Feng is out and about, he'll return to his room to find a potted plant.
It's still moist from the marsh mud it was dug out from, but it's quite lively looking, with a few young purple-blue buds yet to bloom.
No he did not spend money to buy a plant, just the pot. He figured finding one locally would better ensure it handles the climate here. A little note with precise handwriting is attached.]
I believe this is something like a Marshland Iris, though I cannot be sure of the exact species. They're hardy and grow quickly as long as given plenty of water.
[Jing Yuan pauses in the doorway, glancing at the rest of the room before dropping a plastic bag of goodies on the nearest unused bed. He fishes some kind of twinkie-like monstrosity from the bag, unwraps it, and then drapes himself over Dan Feng's shoulders.
There is no violence. No shouting. No slinking along with his back to the wall. He just breaths in Dan Feng's scent as if their intimacy is easy and not a nightmare of blood and teeth.
[There's two beds pushed together with all of Dan Feng's nest accoutrements, one more bed angled like he was thinking about pushing it with the others, too. The rest of the beds and the room is empty, and Dan Feng hasn't been very good about cleaning off the suspicious stains on the floor.
HIs shoulders go very tense when Jing Yuan drapes over him, and they don't relax even when he takes the food. He's holding it a little like a grenade that's about to explode.]
In the morning. I don't want to throw up and die in bed. [A pause.] Welcome home.
[After texting that he'd be out late, Jing Yuan slips into the room late at night. There's something different about his footsteps -- a slightly shorter, lighter stride with a lower center of gravity. There's the slight jingle of metal jewelry, and that's the warning Dan Feng gets before Jing Yuan drapes himself over his shoulders.
His arms are slightly more slender than they were just earlier in the day, and there's substantially more soft flesh pressing against Dan Feng's back.]
Still awake?
[The voice is, in fitting with the rest, higher and a little less deep, but still Jing Yuan's warm tone.]
[Dan Feng was just getting used to the sound of this Jing Yuan's gait - he was more light-footed than the Jing Yuan he knew, more cautious, if that was even possible - but he notices the difference. He doesn't know what it is, so he turns over on the mattress - wide awake, because he really can't sleep without Jing Yuan in the same room - but he's stopped by.
Jing Yuan can feel the way Dan Feng tenses all the way up, his tail stilling on the sheets, before the tip of it swishes. Wags? Help?]
You already know my sleeping habits? [He sounds like he's trying for annoyed but he just ends up nervous?] Where have you been?
[Great! An excuse for Dan Feng to try and squirm out of Jing Yuan's arms. His ears are already red; he is wholly unused to Jing Yuan being the one??? Touching him????]
Sort of. Jing Yuan just latches onto the end of his tail instead.
If Dan Feng looks, he'll find Jing Yuan's body has shifted to a feminine form -- an unfairly well-proportioned one at that. Around his neck is a thin gold chain with sun-shaped pendant of bloodred gemstone.]
It's this.
[He gestures to the necklace with the hand not currently hugging Dan Feng's tail to his ample chest. It glows, faintly, and...
...the mara in Dan Feng's mind, and all the Abundance in his body, shuts off like a light.]
[His braincells haven't even gotten past holy shit a woman??? when the switch happens, and for a moment, Dan Feng just stares at the pendant. Lifts his eyes at Jing Yuan, before he scrambles completely away, yanking his tail out of Jing Yuan's grip.
Dan Feng has never quite looked at him with this sort of terror, pupils fading from the poisonous gold of ginkgo to the original, fathomless azure.]
What... [He presses a hand over his chest.] What did you do?
Wherever Dan Feng is sleeping-- maybe he's sleeping strangely deeply for once-- he might be surprised to find something warm climbing in next to him. It's a familiar scent (thought the undercurrent scent, faded with washing, of Another Dragon is probably undeniable to his nose).
[Dan Feng has only been truly a deep sleeper in this godforsaken court - borne of being able to finally sleep with Jing Yuan, or curled up with Dan Heng.
Neither of them are there when he's found in his nest, and he's sleeping curled up quite tightly, holding his tail with his face buried in the fluff of it.
He's still asleep when he reaches out towards this mysterious warmth- and he's also still asleep when he rolls over to grab at it with all of his limbs, tail included, like a wandering, heat-starved octopus.]
She lets this happen for a moment. she is trying very very hard to be Tolerant. But it's only a few seconds before she grabs his hand and removes it from her tit. ]
[He likes her too much to pretend he isn't capable of going from dead asleep to full wakefulness instantly, so he just gathers her up tightly in his arms, her back to his front, his hands skimming her ribs.]
A day or three after day 1
It's still moist from the marsh mud it was dug out from, but it's quite lively looking, with a few young purple-blue buds yet to bloom.
No he did not spend money to buy a plant, just the pot. He figured finding one locally would better ensure it handles the climate here. A little note with precise handwriting is attached.]
I believe this is something like a Marshland Iris, though I cannot be sure of the exact species. They're hardy and grow quickly as long as given plenty of water.
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Point is. About 1am the night of the Big Drama, Jing Yuan sends Dan Feng a text.]
On the way back. Did you eat?
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if youre poisissoning something can it be sweet at least
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[He's too emotionally drained to try to convince Dan Feng there's no poison involved, so he just plays along for now.]
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[He'll come back to the painfully domestic sight of Dan Feng folding clothes, back to the door.]
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There is no violence. No shouting. No slinking along with his back to the wall. He just breaths in Dan Feng's scent as if their intimacy is easy and not a nightmare of blood and teeth.
He also pokes him in the cheek with the twinkie.]
Eat.
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HIs shoulders go very tense when Jing Yuan drapes over him, and they don't relax even when he takes the food. He's holding it a little like a grenade that's about to explode.]
In the morning. I don't want to throw up and die in bed. [A pause.] Welcome home.
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His arms are slightly more slender than they were just earlier in the day, and there's substantially more soft flesh pressing against Dan Feng's back.]
Still awake?
[The voice is, in fitting with the rest, higher and a little less deep, but still Jing Yuan's warm tone.]
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Jing Yuan can feel the way Dan Feng tenses all the way up, his tail stilling on the sheets, before the tip of it swishes. Wags? Help?]
You already know my sleeping habits? [He sounds like he's trying for annoyed but he just ends up nervous?] Where have you been?
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[Not untrue.]
I got you something.
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What is it?
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Sort of. Jing Yuan just latches onto the end of his tail instead.
If Dan Feng looks, he'll find Jing Yuan's body has shifted to a feminine form -- an unfairly well-proportioned one at that. Around his neck is a thin gold chain with sun-shaped pendant of bloodred gemstone.]
It's this.
[He gestures to the necklace with the hand not currently hugging Dan Feng's tail to his ample chest. It glows, faintly, and...
...the mara in Dan Feng's mind, and all the Abundance in his body, shuts off like a light.]
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Dan Feng has never quite looked at him with this sort of terror, pupils fading from the poisonous gold of ginkgo to the original, fathomless azure.]
What... [He presses a hand over his chest.] What did you do?
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Wherever Dan Feng is sleeping-- maybe he's sleeping strangely deeply for once-- he might be surprised to find something warm climbing in next to him. It's a familiar scent (thought the undercurrent scent, faded with washing, of Another Dragon is probably undeniable to his nose).
A hand touches his hair, in any case. ]
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Neither of them are there when he's found in his nest, and he's sleeping curled up quite tightly, holding his tail with his face buried in the fluff of it.
He's still asleep when he reaches out towards this mysterious warmth- and he's also still asleep when he rolls over to grab at it with all of his limbs, tail included, like a wandering, heat-starved octopus.]
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She tenses a little when he latches onto her but just takes a deep breath, and slowly settles in next to him. ]
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But she'll be able to tell when he half-wakes, his breathing changing, and of course, the hand wandering immediately up into a tit.]
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She lets this happen for a moment. she is trying very very hard to be Tolerant. But it's only a few seconds before she grabs his hand and removes it from her tit. ]
Dan Feng.
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Am I dreaming?
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