[Approval he certainly has. Jing Yuan is trembling, leaning his whole weight on the door as he stays trapped in that heated eye contact. He's still muffling it, but he's begun to pant and make soft, breathless sounds into his injured hand, while the more functional one shakily strokes Dan Feng's horn. The atmosphere isn't quite what he'd dreamed of way back when, but it doesn't really matter when it's Dan Feng looking at him like that, wanting him and touching him.]
[There's a soft whine when Dan Feng pulls his mouth away, followed by a hiss of pain at the nails in his skin. He nudges Dan Feng with his leg to prompt him to move, so Jing Yuan can get away from the door.]
[He leans in to kiss the marks he'd left, first, before he gets to his feet. He's flushed red nearly all the way down to his chest, and he stares at Jing Yuan for a moment - before reaching to take both of his hands, to bully him towards the bed.]
[Oh good they're both completely red. Jing Yuan is agreeable, too, letting Dan Feng guide him to the bed without resistance. He stops and takes his hands back there though, so he can shimmy out of his pants entirely.]
[This time he sounds less imperious and more... unsure? Bewildered? And he angles himself away when he undresses, finally putting a name to what he's feeling: self-conscious.]
[He sits on the edge of the bed, naked as the day he was hatched, his tail curled on his lap.]
Is that what you like? [He doesn't think anyone would have called him, specifically, cute at all. But for Jing Yuan he could be anything.] Cute things? I... [He squirms a little.] do not know how... to be cute.
[Scotting a little closer, he reaches over to place a hand on Dan Feng's cheek, leaning in to kiss him on the forehead.]
You just are, by your nature. But cuteness alone is not "what I like", in any case... I like people who are both very cute and very strong. Like Dan Heng, and like you.
Don't say another man's name when you're naked in my bed.
[Grumbly, but tempered with the fact that there's no flare of violent jealousy. The forehead kiss pleases him immensely, though, and he climbs into Jing Yuan's lap, bracketing his thighs with his own.]
[The lack of violence is a nice touch! He appreciates the improvement quite a bit. Not as much as he appreciates just having Dan Feng naked in his lap, though. His face is pleasantly pink as he rests his hands on his partner's hips and smiles warmly at him.]
But I am naked in your bed, no? Right now, I am all yours to play with.
[How does Jing Yuan know just what to say? Dan Feng can't help it: he smiles back, a little crooked, feeling so happy that he could just float away.]
All of this for me. [He walks two fingers up Jing Yuan's sternum, and his hand makes a detour to get a good grope at a pec in, before he grinds down on his cock, flush against the slick of Dan Feng's vent.]
[That Dan Feng is, completely consumed with Jing Yuan's warmth and scent. He peppers his face with brief, fleeting kisses, rocking their hips together. It's almost sweet, as he whispers Jing Yuan's name between the affections, until it's not.
He pushes Jing Yuan down, into the pillows, a look of raw hunger on his face, like he's the only creature worth anything in the universe.]
Do you promise? [He slicks a hand between his legs, and wraps it around Jing Yuan's cock, stroking him with a practised hand.]
[Being looked at like that is both terrifying and intoxicating, and Jing Yuan throws reasonable caution aside to chase that feeling. He shivers and squirms, being pushed down driving his own hunger just as much as Dan Feng's actual touch -- but he doesn't say so, so it may be hard to tell. Instead of confessing he just makes small whiny noises in the back of his throat, and nods.]
Do not injure me. Or stop me from walking away after. But... aside from that, I will take what you give me.
I would give you the world. I would give you anything. Just ask.
[His own cocks are barely out, but he's already raising his hips, holding Jing Yuan's length in place so he can lower himself on it. He needs the stretch, the burn of it, so that he would feel Jing Yuan inside of him for days--]
[It's frankly too tight, but Jing Yuan doesn't mind. The squeeze is pleasantly uncomfortable, dragging a throaty groan out of him and making his hands clench hard on Dan Feng's hips. His breath is trembling, and his voice strained as he lifts one hand from that bruising grip to tug at the back of his neck, just above his brand.]
...Kiss me.
[That's his only request -- the emotional intimacy along with the physical pleasure.]
[It seems like so simple a request- but Dan Feng answers it anyway, cradling Jing Yuan's face with a trembling hand.
When he slots their lips together, he tries to say what he can't: I think I have loved you all your life. I want to stay. Please shelter me. I don't know how not to hurt you. I'm sorry.
He doesn't realize he's crying. Maybe he doesn't care. It's hard to think at this point, reduced to a creature of sensation and need.]
[He notices when that warm wetness touches his nose, but he doesn't comment just yet. He's not too far off from tears himself, when he can feel so much from that kiss -- he can't read it precisely, but there's a tenderness and love there he wasn't sure actually existed til now. Dan Feng says he loves him, but his madness makes his actions so painful and erratic that a part of Jing Yuan has remained convinced that any love here is his own foolish delusion.
He has no doubt now, and that both highlights the wrongness between them and makes it certain that Jing Yuan will never, ever be able to truly let go. That love binds him more tightly than any physical chain could.
He's not sure how to express that, or if he even should. For now, he just puts as much warm and gentle affection into the kiss as he can, as he rocks his hips up into Dan Feng until there's no space left between them at all.]
[His only experience with sex was as a weapon; he'd never bedded anyone Before, and After, well. (Thinking about Jing Yuan was a jumbled mess of I want him and Does he want me? and Why does he keep on wanting to kiss me even if I already told him about the mara? and I want to take him apart, etc, etc.)
He didn't think that the emotional intimacy would be such a factor, but the more Jing Yuan claims him, the hotter he feels. Relaxes, his cocks slick and hard against Jing Yuan's belly. Until he has to break the kiss and pull back just enough to pant wetly against Jing Yuan's mouth.]
You feel so good. [Mumbled, dazed, like he doesn't quite understand what's happening.] Aeons, Jing Yuan.
[There's something really cute about how much this has thrown Dan Feng off. This attitude from him is more reminiscent of the real Dan Feng, behind the madness, and it makes Jing Yuan's whole body jolt just to imagine that.]
So do you.
[He lets go of Dan Feng's hips entirely to put both hands on his face, pressing their foreheads together.]
Do you want to stay up there or should I take over?
[He steals a kiss first. Two kisses. Bites at his lower lip. Wait what was the question again.]
...No. [He pushes himself upright, chin tipping up with a haughty arrogance that was all Imbibitor Lunae. It doesn't quite land, because he still has that sex-drunk look on his face.] Stay there. [Petting his way up Jing Yuan's wrists as he starts rocking his hips in earnest.] ...hold my hands. Please.
[As soon as Dan Feng starts to move Jing Yuan gasps, flopping back fully into the pillows as his breath stutters. Aeons that feels amazing. He squeezes Dan Feng's hands for a moment before dragging one up to his face so he can kiss his fingertips.]
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No. Not like this. [His hands dig nails painfully into Jing Yuan, raking red lines down his hipbones.] Be good for me and let me ride you.
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If that's how you want it...
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[He leans in to kiss the marks he'd left, first, before he gets to his feet. He's flushed red nearly all the way down to his chest, and he stares at Jing Yuan for a moment - before reaching to take both of his hands, to bully him towards the bed.]
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That's surprisingly adorable of you.
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[This time he sounds less imperious and more... unsure? Bewildered? And he angles himself away when he undresses, finally putting a name to what he's feeling: self-conscious.]
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[He settles comfortably onto the bed, watching Dan Feng finish undressing with no shame at all.]
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Is that what you like? [He doesn't think anyone would have called him, specifically, cute at all. But for Jing Yuan he could be anything.] Cute things? I... [He squirms a little.] do not know how... to be cute.
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[Scotting a little closer, he reaches over to place a hand on Dan Feng's cheek, leaning in to kiss him on the forehead.]
You just are, by your nature. But cuteness alone is not "what I like", in any case... I like people who are both very cute and very strong. Like Dan Heng, and like you.
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[Grumbly, but tempered with the fact that there's no flare of violent jealousy. The forehead kiss pleases him immensely, though, and he climbs into Jing Yuan's lap, bracketing his thighs with his own.]
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But I am naked in your bed, no? Right now, I am all yours to play with.
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All of this for me. [He walks two fingers up Jing Yuan's sternum, and his hand makes a detour to get a good grope at a pec in, before he grinds down on his cock, flush against the slick of Dan Feng's vent.]
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Ah-- Mmhmm. As much as you want me, however you want me.
[Within limits of course, but right now Dan Feng is focused on the enjoyable part and Jing Yuan would rather not water down his dirty talk.]
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He pushes Jing Yuan down, into the pillows, a look of raw hunger on his face, like he's the only creature worth anything in the universe.]
Do you promise? [He slicks a hand between his legs, and wraps it around Jing Yuan's cock, stroking him with a practised hand.]
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Do not injure me. Or stop me from walking away after. But... aside from that, I will take what you give me.
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[His own cocks are barely out, but he's already raising his hips, holding Jing Yuan's length in place so he can lower himself on it. He needs the stretch, the burn of it, so that he would feel Jing Yuan inside of him for days--]
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...Kiss me.
[That's his only request -- the emotional intimacy along with the physical pleasure.]
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When he slots their lips together, he tries to say what he can't: I think I have loved you all your life. I want to stay. Please shelter me. I don't know how not to hurt you. I'm sorry.
He doesn't realize he's crying. Maybe he doesn't care. It's hard to think at this point, reduced to a creature of sensation and need.]
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He has no doubt now, and that both highlights the wrongness between them and makes it certain that Jing Yuan will never, ever be able to truly let go. That love binds him more tightly than any physical chain could.
He's not sure how to express that, or if he even should. For now, he just puts as much warm and gentle affection into the kiss as he can, as he rocks his hips up into Dan Feng until there's no space left between them at all.]
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He didn't think that the emotional intimacy would be such a factor, but the more Jing Yuan claims him, the hotter he feels. Relaxes, his cocks slick and hard against Jing Yuan's belly. Until he has to break the kiss and pull back just enough to pant wetly against Jing Yuan's mouth.]
You feel so good. [Mumbled, dazed, like he doesn't quite understand what's happening.] Aeons, Jing Yuan.
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So do you.
[He lets go of Dan Feng's hips entirely to put both hands on his face, pressing their foreheads together.]
Do you want to stay up there or should I take over?
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...No. [He pushes himself upright, chin tipping up with a haughty arrogance that was all Imbibitor Lunae. It doesn't quite land, because he still has that sex-drunk look on his face.] Stay there. [Petting his way up Jing Yuan's wrists as he starts rocking his hips in earnest.] ...hold my hands. Please.
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[As soon as Dan Feng starts to move Jing Yuan gasps, flopping back fully into the pillows as his breath stutters. Aeons that feels amazing. He squeezes Dan Feng's hands for a moment before dragging one up to his face so he can kiss his fingertips.]
I'm here.