I understand that. If I could spare her all of it, I would, but... that is beyond my power. Still, there is division amongst the vidyadhara leadership that I personally think will do them a world of good in the end. Due to that, while Bailu struggles with her role, she is still a child with her own mind... and Baiheng's force of will as well.
[He adjusts his hand away from those bruises. Dan Feng is only getting gentleness from him right now.]
I have done all I can to shield her from your fate. I only wish someone had done that for you. You could have been Imbibitor Lunae without stripping you of your personhood.
[Why won't you ever do what he wants why are you like this you're a terrible man HORRIBLE UNMANNERLY AWFUL,]
You - and the rest of the Quintet... helped. [He fidgets, chasing Jing Yuan's hand, like one of his finches, only very large, and full of homicidal tendencies.] If not for you all, I suspect I would have forgotten my own name, at some point. [Frown?? Seems like he's feeling bold enough to be petulant.] Stop moving your hand.
[He does, however, wish to tease him. Instead of touching the bruises he's now just repeatedly poking Dan Feng's face wherever there's a clear space. Pokepokepoke. :3]
I am glad that we helped. I hope to be helpful in the future, too.
[Dan Feng blinks every time the finger touches skin, and he gradually gets annoyed enough to growl under his breath - he catches himself immediately, and his face morphs into pathetically hopeful.]
...I do not like not being in your favor. How do I fix it.
[He ceases the poking in favour of leaning in for a forehead kiss. Dan Feng is a lump and Jing Yuan is genuinely worried about losing him, so he's clinging in his own also-fucked-up way.]
[There's a sharp inhale, Dan Feng stilling, and then he more or less throws himself at Jing Yuan, arms wrapping around his waist. His ears are very warm; and he frantically tries to slow down his breathing, because he did not know he'd like being called gege so much.]
I love you too. [Internal keysmash??????????????????????????] Do I have to apologize to.. . your team.
[And because, really, there's nobody else there but them, Dan Feng hides his face into Jing Yuan's neck, and tightens the embrace so violently it's like he's trying to get them to meld together.]
I missed you. It was only a day; it should not have been so awful, it should have been barely the blink of an eye. But I find it harder to suffer your disappointment rather than your glaive.
[This is a really damning weakness to confirm to someone like Jing Yuan, but Dan Feng is tired, and wants to be happy for once.]
[It is inherently risky to admit that kind of thing to someone like Jing Yuan, yes. But while he absolutely use it if he feels it necessary, he doesn't want to. For now at least it's safe.
He weathers that tight grip without complaint, returning it as much as he can without causing harm, and lays a soft kiss on the tip of one long ear.]
I felt horrible as soon as I said it. I thought you wouldn't want to see me, so I gave it some time, but... I missed you too. I could barely sleep, thinking I'd ruined things.
[He pulls back, presses hands neatly on the lapels of Jing Yuan's jacket, and his face is all startled confusion.]
You could never ruin things. [Yes he can, but Dan Feng was extremely new to having someone feel sorry for him. Or to having his emotions actually acknowledged. He tips his head down, trying to hide how pleased he is, but the way his newly-un-rottened tail literally wags behind him betrays him.] A-Yuan, I love you, you could never. If you were to lose sleep on my behalf I would rather it be because we- I- uhm. [he shuts up, oops, ok he's Normal.]
[It's hard to maintain being sad when Dan Feng is so weird and also cute... Some tension goes out of Jing Yuan's shoulders and his ears perk up, as he stifles a laugh into one hand.]
You have a standing invitation for that, you know.
[He laughs again, and rests his free hand at Dan Feng's hip, just to tease.]
I would be more than happy to simply sleep beside you, of course. But... Since you brought it up, I thought it appropriate to remind you my body is available to you. Perhaps next time I'll tell you all the things I like...
[He can't help being a slut if it's going to get such adorable reactions out of Dan Feng. He simply cannot. Look at this dragon.]
We are outside! [And the theatre is deserted and dark inside but the point is that. Dan Feng looks around furtively and looks back at Jing Yuan. Looks at his mouth. Looks back up at his eyes. Help.] I, do you want. What do you want? I would like to learn.
We're less likely to be overheard here than in our rooms.
[Especially in Sloth with the CATS. Still, in the name of being quiet (and murdering his darling) he takes Dan Feng's hands, laces their fingers together, and leans in to whisper in his ear.]
I want to be held down and taken, until all I can feel is how much you love me.
[And then he straightens up and leans back like he didn't just say something incredibly lewd.]
But that's for later, hmm? Right now, you could just take a nap with me.
Dan Feng makes a sound like a squeaky toy being stepped on, and he chases Jing Yuan's hands with his own, because if he didn't hold on to something, he felt like he'd float away.
When did this happen? When did his Yuan'er become so shameless? He can't help but imagine it, Jing Yuan trusting and pliant and out of his mind with pleasure under him and-]
Uh? [????????????? ??? ? ? ??? You expect him to say anything coherent?????] Here? I, we could go inside? [He does need sleep, but he also needs to never let go of Jing Yuan.]
You are going to get what's coming to you, you insolent creature.
[This would be a lot more threatening if Dan Feng hadn't laced their hands (imagine that. Holding hands. He didn't even need to die for this. Imagine that!!!) together, trying to shoulder him towards the theatre proper doors, like someone would spot them thinking lewd thoughts such as cuddling.]
I am not cute. I have never been called such a juvenile term. [Ineffectual glaring.] Why are you like this.
[Why is he smiling like that. Dan Feng now understands the term 'butterflies in his stomach', and it does not involve carnivorous butterflies from that one temperate planet he'd gone on a mission on.
The theatre he's bullying Jing Yuan into is ominously playing something that involves a serial killer and copious amounts of fog, at a glance. The seats are stained with something Dan Feng does not want to know, but they look... passable, aside from that.]
You are more shameless than Baiheng! [He whisper-yells, even though they're the only ones in there.] You were the cute one! You were smaller than me!
[He is concerned about the injuries, sir! But like. Jing Yuan would also ignore injuries and has done so for much more vigorous activity than cuddling, so he decides to indulge Dan Feng and sits in his lap.]
Calling you gege brought back a lot of memories, hmm? Did you like it that much?
[The sound that Dan Feng makes when he takes Jing Yuan's weight is a low, rumbling roll of pleasure, and as he curls his arms around him, he leans in to inhale at the curve of Jing Yuan's neck.]
I do. It reminds me of a time when I was able to protect you.
[He gets comfortable there in Dan Feng's arms -- he may be bigger now, and far less innocent or energetic, but he's still the same fluffball at core. His presence isn't all that different, nor is the way he turns into a happy puddle when held.
"I wish I could've protected you in turn", he thinks but doesn't say. He's too content to ruin the mood.]
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Re: Day 15 morning
[He adjusts his hand away from those bruises. Dan Feng is only getting gentleness from him right now.]
I have done all I can to shield her from your fate. I only wish someone had done that for you. You could have been Imbibitor Lunae without stripping you of your personhood.
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You - and the rest of the Quintet... helped. [He fidgets, chasing Jing Yuan's hand, like one of his finches, only very large, and full of homicidal tendencies.] If not for you all, I suspect I would have forgotten my own name, at some point. [Frown?? Seems like he's feeling bold enough to be petulant.] Stop moving your hand.
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[He does, however, wish to tease him. Instead of touching the bruises he's now just repeatedly poking Dan Feng's face wherever there's a clear space. Pokepokepoke. :3]
I am glad that we helped. I hope to be helpful in the future, too.
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...I do not like not being in your favor. How do I fix it.
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[He ceases the poking in favour of leaning in for a forehead kiss. Dan Feng is a lump and Jing Yuan is genuinely worried about losing him, so he's clinging in his own also-fucked-up way.]
Stay close to me, gege.
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I love you too. [Internal keysmash??????????????????????????] Do I have to apologize to.. . your team.
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[He's reassured by this attention, and reacts by gently hugging Dan Feng close and pressing his face to the side of his head, careful of the horns.]
But not right now. There's no one here but us.
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I missed you. It was only a day; it should not have been so awful, it should have been barely the blink of an eye. But I find it harder to suffer your disappointment rather than your glaive.
[This is a really damning weakness to confirm to someone like Jing Yuan, but Dan Feng is tired, and wants to be happy for once.]
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He weathers that tight grip without complaint, returning it as much as he can without causing harm, and lays a soft kiss on the tip of one long ear.]
I felt horrible as soon as I said it. I thought you wouldn't want to see me, so I gave it some time, but... I missed you too. I could barely sleep, thinking I'd ruined things.
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You could never ruin things. [Yes he can, but Dan Feng was extremely new to having someone feel sorry for him. Or to having his emotions actually acknowledged. He tips his head down, trying to hide how pleased he is, but the way his newly-un-rottened tail literally wags behind him betrays him.] A-Yuan, I love you, you could never. If you were to lose sleep on my behalf I would rather it be because we- I- uhm. [he shuts up, oops, ok he's Normal.]
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You have a standing invitation for that, you know.
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Honestly I would just like to wake up with you in the morning but that is also fine.
[He says all this in one breath and then covers his face with both hands.]
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I would be more than happy to simply sleep beside you, of course. But... Since you brought it up, I thought it appropriate to remind you my body is available to you. Perhaps next time I'll tell you all the things I like...
[He can't help being a slut if it's going to get such adorable reactions out of Dan Feng. He simply cannot. Look at this dragon.]
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We are outside! [And the theatre is deserted and dark inside but the point is that. Dan Feng looks around furtively and looks back at Jing Yuan. Looks at his mouth. Looks back up at his eyes. Help.] I, do you want. What do you want? I would like to learn.
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[Especially in Sloth with the CATS. Still, in the name of being quiet (and murdering his darling) he takes Dan Feng's hands, laces their fingers together, and leans in to whisper in his ear.]
I want to be held down and taken, until all I can feel is how much you love me.
[And then he straightens up and leans back like he didn't just say something incredibly lewd.]
But that's for later, hmm? Right now, you could just take a nap with me.
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Dan Feng makes a sound like a squeaky toy being stepped on, and he chases Jing Yuan's hands with his own, because if he didn't hold on to something, he felt like he'd float away.
When did this happen? When did his Yuan'er become so shameless? He can't help but imagine it, Jing Yuan trusting and pliant and out of his mind with pleasure under him and-]
Uh? [????????????? ??? ? ? ??? You expect him to say anything coherent?????] Here? I, we could go inside? [He does need sleep, but he also needs to never let go of Jing Yuan.]
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[He is just oozing catlike smugness now. His tail is waving slowly and his smirk is self-satisfied as can be.]
Come cuddle with me. With a face as cute as the one you're making, I can't help but want to smother you with affection.
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[This would be a lot more threatening if Dan Feng hadn't laced their hands (imagine that. Holding hands. He didn't even need to die for this. Imagine that!!!) together, trying to shoulder him towards the theatre proper doors, like someone would spot them thinking lewd thoughts such as cuddling.]
I am not cute. I have never been called such a juvenile term. [Ineffectual glaring.] Why are you like this.
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[He laughs about it though, happily going along as prompted.]
As for me, all I am is the result of the four of you... Except perhaps my legendary wit.
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The theatre he's bullying Jing Yuan into is ominously playing something that involves a serial killer and copious amounts of fog, at a glance. The seats are stained with something Dan Feng does not want to know, but they look... passable, aside from that.]
You are more shameless than Baiheng! [He whisper-yells, even though they're the only ones in there.] You were the cute one! You were smaller than me!
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[Alas, he could not be cute and small forever. He wishes he could've.]
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Sits down. Pats his lap, and opens his arms expectantly. Fuck the burns and bruises and whatever.]
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Calling you gege brought back a lot of memories, hmm? Did you like it that much?
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I do. It reminds me of a time when I was able to protect you.
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[He gets comfortable there in Dan Feng's arms -- he may be bigger now, and far less innocent or energetic, but he's still the same fluffball at core. His presence isn't all that different, nor is the way he turns into a happy puddle when held.
"I wish I could've protected you in turn", he thinks but doesn't say. He's too content to ruin the mood.]
Should I say it more often?
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