Hey - [ he pauses, but dan heng is close now, smelling so good, and yingxing can't resist him. with a low groan, he purrs against dan heng's throat, tugging his body flush with his own. ] Mm.. you smell good, too.
[ with one hand, he snaps the sliding door shut again. ]
[The fluttering inhale of breath that follows Yingxing's words is telling, but so is the way Dan Heng's claws proceed to rend through the fabric of his top, fabric falling by the wayside. He isn't one to be prone to losing control of his shape, but it's very hard to care about anything else but Yingxing right now, and being able to touch more skin and scales.]
That's quite the promise to make. [He's flustered by the image it makes: Yingxing keeping him in bed, having his way with him throughout the night... the next morning. Having his fill of Dan Heng, over and over, keeping him filled--
It should be embarrassing, how he's already wet from the thought. Yingxing can most certainly smell it.]
[ oh he can certainly smell it, and he even takes the moment to inhale it deeply, smelling the dark salt of dan heng's slick all mixed up with the arousal in his blood. his shredded shirt falls away, baring skin and scales and fur, scars over hard muscle.
and then he's doing the same, shoving both hands beneath dan heng's top to push it over his head, mussing his hair along the way. ]
It's one I know I'll keep.
[ for the urge to make dan heng his own is strong, and ferocious. leaning down, yingxing lifts dan heng, hefting him up into his arms only to turn and bodily throw him down onto the bed. ]
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Hey - [ he pauses, but dan heng is close now, smelling so good, and yingxing can't resist him. with a low groan, he purrs against dan heng's throat, tugging his body flush with his own. ] Mm.. you smell good, too.
[ with one hand, he snaps the sliding door shut again. ]
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Clawed fingers dig into the thin fabric of his top as he bodily shoves Yingxing backwards into the room once the door is closed, his tail--
Well his tail is doing it's damnest to feel Yingxing's lower body up like a third arm, actually.] Not nearly as good as you.
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an arm winds around dan heng's waist, holding tightly, while his opposite hand gropes up his back. ]
I'm going to keep you here all night. [ he rumbles, fangs pressing to dan heng's pulse. ] And all day tomorrow.
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That's quite the promise to make. [He's flustered by the image it makes: Yingxing keeping him in bed, having his way with him throughout the night... the next morning. Having his fill of Dan Heng, over and over, keeping him filled--
It should be embarrassing, how he's already wet from the thought. Yingxing can most certainly smell it.]
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and then he's doing the same, shoving both hands beneath dan heng's top to push it over his head, mussing his hair along the way. ]
It's one I know I'll keep.
[ for the urge to make dan heng his own is strong, and ferocious. leaning down, yingxing lifts dan heng, hefting him up into his arms only to turn and bodily throw him down onto the bed. ]