[He really has no right to look so smug about it, but here he is, the exceedingly arrogant craftsman himself.]
I'm fine. You weren't too much to handle.
[Though if anatomy starts changing he might.
A thought that quickly vanishes when he sees that irresistible coy smirk. Blade flushes bright red and closes his eyes for a moment, stroking them both with more intent.]
I'd ask who taught you that, but I already know the answer. It comes naturally to you.
[He reapplies the lube to Dan Heng's length after warming it between his hands. He goes slowly, squeezing and stroking every inch while gazing at Dan Heng's face. Blade has big warm hands and he wants to use them to please his love in every way.]
Do you want to know what I dreamed about?
[He strokes him a little harder, and gently tugs at the dragon's rocks.]
You were on top of me, biting my ears, whispering. I could barely move, but you kept taking me and taking me. My face was in the sheets, and I couldn't look at you except when you pulled my hair.
[He shifts, then, and continues to narrate as he guides Dan Heng's girth inside him.]
Nnnh... and then... you got tired of me being on my stomach, so you... oh, god. [He pants and tries to get a hold of himself. Evens out his breathing.] You lifted my hips, and pulled my tail, and I—
[He can't hold back anymore. He sinks down the rest of the way and arches his back, giving a throaty cry and shivering.]
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I'm fine. You weren't too much to handle.
[Though if anatomy starts changing he might.
A thought that quickly vanishes when he sees that irresistible coy smirk. Blade flushes bright red and closes his eyes for a moment, stroking them both with more intent.]
I'd ask who taught you that, but I already know the answer. It comes naturally to you.
[He reapplies the lube to Dan Heng's length after warming it between his hands. He goes slowly, squeezing and stroking every inch while gazing at Dan Heng's face. Blade has big warm hands and he wants to use them to please his love in every way.]
Do you want to know what I dreamed about?
[He strokes him a little harder, and gently tugs at the dragon's rocks.]
You were on top of me, biting my ears, whispering. I could barely move, but you kept taking me and taking me. My face was in the sheets, and I couldn't look at you except when you pulled my hair.
[He shifts, then, and continues to narrate as he guides Dan Heng's girth inside him.]
Nnnh... and then... you got tired of me being on my stomach, so you... oh, god. [He pants and tries to get a hold of himself. Evens out his breathing.] You lifted my hips, and pulled my tail, and I—
[He can't hold back anymore. He sinks down the rest of the way and arches his back, giving a throaty cry and shivering.]
Fuck, you feel even better like this.