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[he wouldn't have explained himself unless pressed, and perhaps now not even then, given his own mara, so very close at all times, flaring dark as ever with the pain and being so very close to Dan Feng, always at the edges and bubbling up.]
Good.
[and will respond both to the violence hungrily in the way that a man that constantly craves death does, and with his own, hands digging into Dan Feng's waist with force that's beyond bruising.]
Good.
[and will respond both to the violence hungrily in the way that a man that constantly craves death does, and with his own, hands digging into Dan Feng's waist with force that's beyond bruising.]
Angel Dust; I haven’t seen you skulking around for a couple of days.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Angel Dust; Physically.
You can be wherever the hell you want metaphorically.
You can be wherever the hell you want metaphorically.
Angel Dust; A type of theatre, yeah, sure.
Did I ever tell you that I’m a porn star?
I know all about acting.
[ he’s heading there. ]
Did I ever tell you that I’m a porn star?
I know all about acting.
[ he’s heading there. ]
Imbibitor Lunae: HARLLLLOT
Imbibitor Lunae: I HADE GATEHRED YOU WRE A WHORE
Imbibitor Lunae: AAARE YOU PROD OF YOREUSELF
[Is it ass o clock in the morning? Yes. Has Dan Feng sequestered himself in one of the darkest little corners of the theatre with ominously sticky floors? Also yes.]
Imbibitor Lunae: I HADE GATEHRED YOU WRE A WHORE
Imbibitor Lunae: AAARE YOU PROD OF YOREUSELF
[Is it ass o clock in the morning? Yes. Has Dan Feng sequestered himself in one of the darkest little corners of the theatre with ominously sticky floors? Also yes.]
[ no reply. instead angel kicks in the doors of the theater, so some light gets shined directly at dan feng. ] Ain’t nothing wrong with being a porn star, Danny. It pays da’ bills. [ he strolls over to him. ] And I’m still a great lay. [ he takes a seat across from him, staring. ] Why are ya’ bison’ out here?
[He curls his tail up to block the light, and once the doors swing closed, he gives Angel a look that suggested he was thinking about visiting violence upon his person.]
Harlot. [Muttered, but he goes back to lounging on the seats (he'd raised the armrests) like someone who was very used to lounging like he was the demigod ruler of some civilization.] I'm decompressing. If you had been looking for me - I did die. Consensually.
Harlot. [Muttered, but he goes back to lounging on the seats (he'd raised the armrests) like someone who was very used to lounging like he was the demigod ruler of some civilization.] I'm decompressing. If you had been looking for me - I did die. Consensually.
You know, I can gag you one-handed?
[He's not answering that. He's not answering it, but the way he sort-of hides his face behind a tit gives him away. Dan Feng is extremely touchy like this: where his lips aren't pressed against her skin, his fingers are mapping her freckles out, spaced out as they are.
The kisses trail down her stomach - and then he pillows his head on the jut of a hip, trailing a now-sharp nail up the outside curve of her thigh.]
I can see how wet you are.
[He's not answering that. He's not answering it, but the way he sort-of hides his face behind a tit gives him away. Dan Feng is extremely touchy like this: where his lips aren't pressed against her skin, his fingers are mapping her freckles out, spaced out as they are.
The kisses trail down her stomach - and then he pillows his head on the jut of a hip, trailing a now-sharp nail up the outside curve of her thigh.]
I can see how wet you are.
I need to take my small pleasures where I can?
[ She laughs-- and again when his lips press against her stomach, squirming a bit ticklishly under it. Her tail twitches-- tries to, wrapped up in his-- and her ears are upright with attention as she watches him move down, pleased by his apparent, if brief, bashfulness. It's cute? It's really cute. She's actually a little alarmed how much she's enjoying seeing him like this buuuut also. Also. What if he was like this more. The touches, the attention, all of it-- it's fine to indulge, isn't it? God, she wants.
The fur on her tail poofs out a bit when his nail grazes sharply against her skin, goosebumps raising over the rest of her, and she. Makes a small, embarrassed noise, turning her head to hide her face. ]
-- You don't have to point it out...
[ She laughs-- and again when his lips press against her stomach, squirming a bit ticklishly under it. Her tail twitches-- tries to, wrapped up in his-- and her ears are upright with attention as she watches him move down, pleased by his apparent, if brief, bashfulness. It's cute? It's really cute. She's actually a little alarmed how much she's enjoying seeing him like this buuuut also. Also. What if he was like this more. The touches, the attention, all of it-- it's fine to indulge, isn't it? God, she wants.
The fur on her tail poofs out a bit when his nail grazes sharply against her skin, goosebumps raising over the rest of her, and she. Makes a small, embarrassed noise, turning her head to hide her face. ]
-- You don't have to point it out...
[He moans into Ren's mouth - hopes that he breaks skin, leaves a mark on him, because Dan Feng would have killed to have something of Yingxing's other than the memory of his death - and yanks Ren from the door, walking him towards the bed.
Dan Feng is never going to wash these sheets again. In fact, he is going to take those shredded pieces of Ren's clothing and hide them away.]
Do you miss him? Do you miss me?
Dan Feng is never going to wash these sheets again. In fact, he is going to take those shredded pieces of Ren's clothing and hide them away.]
Do you miss him? Do you miss me?
[He presses a smile that turns into fang at the crease of her hip and thigh.]
Just being observant.
[He lolls his head heavy against the inside of her thigh, and then taps on her hip, his tail uncurling from hers to wrap around one of her knees, possessive.]
Valencia. [Dan Feng murmurs.] Look at me.
[Because when she looks, he's going to start pulling her panties down. With his teeth.]
Just being observant.
[He lolls his head heavy against the inside of her thigh, and then taps on her hip, his tail uncurling from hers to wrap around one of her knees, possessive.]
Valencia. [Dan Feng murmurs.] Look at me.
[Because when she looks, he's going to start pulling her panties down. With his teeth.]
[ She arches a little into that feeling, the pressure of him against the inside of her thigh making her instinctively spread her legs for him. Freed, her tail curls up a little against his neck-- almost like it's trying to tuck shyly between her legs but waylaid by his body in the way.
She obediently turns her head a little to look back, though, peering through her hair at him. And holy shit, dude. She watches, the color high in her face and her eyes wide and awed, shivering as she's exposed to the air as his movement drags her fingers from his hair.
maybe. maybe. she is starting to understand POV porn a little. ]
She obediently turns her head a little to look back, though, peering through her hair at him. And holy shit, dude. She watches, the color high in her face and her eyes wide and awed, shivering as she's exposed to the air as his movement drags her fingers from his hair.
maybe. maybe. she is starting to understand POV porn a little. ]
[he's trying very hard to break skin, leave marks. and is walked towards the bed, but doesn't relax his grip at all.
'missing' cannot properly encompass everything he feels. the yearning, the love, the resentment - both his own and someone else's grudges passed to him-the desire to lie in the same grave when their sin is at last cleansed.]
Missing is not a strong enough word.
[unhinged as fuck, as always.]
'missing' cannot properly encompass everything he feels. the yearning, the love, the resentment - both his own and someone else's grudges passed to him-the desire to lie in the same grave when their sin is at last cleansed.]
Missing is not a strong enough word.
[unhinged as fuck, as always.]
If yer tryin' t' make me feel bad fer bein' good at suckin' dick, then yer failin' spectacularly. [ he turns toward dan feng. ] Need help t' decompress? [ he walks his fingers up his calf. ] Now that yer done dyin' I can help make sure that'cha feel alive.
No, but I didn’t t’ink it would hurt t’ ask. [ he tries ripping his hand free. ] I came t’ check up on ya’, idiot. It ain’t like I got close t’ most people here, … [ and as great as the lust kids are he misses hanging out with adults. especially shitty adults. ]
[He lets his hand go, and puts up his boots on the seats, lying across three of them.]
You're pathetic. [That makes two of them, he doesn't say. Dan Feng studies him for another moment, giving him a clinical once-over that isn't discreet at all.] Were you in that horrid little bomb game?
You're pathetic. [That makes two of them, he doesn't say. Dan Feng studies him for another moment, giving him a clinical once-over that isn't discreet at all.] Were you in that horrid little bomb game?
…says da’ guy sulkin’ in a movie theater. [ he fixes himself up once he’s got his arm back. ] I played fer about half of it, ‘cause I got wriggled t’ pieces…
Makes me glad that nobody bothered t’ try on me, but, d’en again… I was in about a hundred pieces… all wriggling around on an active minefield. I don’t t’ink it would’a been worth it.
Time kind’a stopped fer me, but if fin’ I had to quantify it… maybe another half hour… hard t’ say, …
Time kind’a stopped fer me, but if fin’ I had to quantify it… maybe another half hour… hard t’ say, …
No, it wasn't worth it. I had to have my little sun kill me by electrocution,. After the game, I was still- in pieces, so I had my star kill me again.
[He sighs dreamily. How fortunate that he had so many people willing to murder him. He props his head up on an armrest.]
You've not been here long, have you? 'tis likely they will outdo themselves next game. You should prepare yourself.
[He sighs dreamily. How fortunate that he had so many people willing to murder him. He props his head up on an armrest.]
You've not been here long, have you? 'tis likely they will outdo themselves next game. You should prepare yourself.
At least ya' were put out'a yer misery fer a little bit. [ ... ] Real shit'a them t' give it t' ya' again though. I t'ink I might'a met a similar fate had I not been paired wit' Sloth. [ eyes him as he talks about his murders. ] D'ems real friends. Da' ones ya' can always count on.
Not too long... but it ain't like I wasn't in a shit place before d'is. I was in Hell, and I gotta regularly worry about fuckos tryin' t' kill me. [ but most know better than to fuck with him because 1) he could kill them and 2) valentino would kill them. maybe even charlie too now. ]
Not too long... but it ain't like I wasn't in a shit place before d'is. I was in Hell, and I gotta regularly worry about fuckos tryin' t' kill me. [ but most know better than to fuck with him because 1) he could kill them and 2) valentino would kill them. maybe even charlie too now. ]
Valencia: Dan Feng
Valencia: Will your condition worsen, with the current happenings?
Valencia: Will your condition worsen, with the current happenings?
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