[Blade doesn't hesitate to explore the newly-revealed scars with his fingertips, the dexterous hands of a craftsman inspecting a masterpiece. He's not the only one who wants to help his love feel cherished in this moment. Whether they're fading marks or new ones, he memorizes them all, and flicks his thumbs over the dragon's nubs.
His hands shift to Dan Heng's back when the shorter man decides he has been teased enough by that chest. Blade's fingertips turn to nails as they scrape through Dan Heng's hair, down his neck and spine, and trace the lines of his shoulderblades. Being treated with such determined gentleness is... unexpected. He thought Dan Heng would rip his clothes off, and he's fine with that, but the tenderness undoes him utterly.
He's not ashamed of his scars, but something about them always makes people flinch. Yet Dan Heng doesn't flinch or shy away at all. He touches him without fear. Blade is so wound up simply by watching him work that the lick earns a soft, thready moan that surprises him.]
O-oh...
[Blade was not aware he could make that noise. He squirms a little and rubs his foot against Dan Heng's leg.]
Hah, that's... nnh, good.
[He bites his bottom lip, and massages Dan Heng's back encouragingly.]
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His hands shift to Dan Heng's back when the shorter man decides he has been teased enough by that chest. Blade's fingertips turn to nails as they scrape through Dan Heng's hair, down his neck and spine, and trace the lines of his shoulderblades. Being treated with such determined gentleness is... unexpected. He thought Dan Heng would rip his clothes off, and he's fine with that, but the tenderness undoes him utterly.
He's not ashamed of his scars, but something about them always makes people flinch. Yet Dan Heng doesn't flinch or shy away at all. He touches him without fear. Blade is so wound up simply by watching him work that the lick earns a soft, thready moan that surprises him.]
O-oh...
[Blade was not aware he could make that noise. He squirms a little and rubs his foot against Dan Heng's leg.]
Hah, that's... nnh, good.
[He bites his bottom lip, and massages Dan Heng's back encouragingly.]