[ 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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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. ]