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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[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.