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[Blade watches him like he's the most beautiful thing in the world, the only creature worthy of reverence, the only light in the sky. He worships Dan Heng with his hands when he's not distracted, and quietly urges him on with heated gasps and groans of his lover's name. This is... better than he imagined, somehow. More intense. It's sweet and slow like chocolate pouring into a mold, like the most luxurious wine; he licks his lips and wishes he could kiss Dan Heng right now.

He barely stifles a pleased whimper as he feels more and more of that blessed mouth on him. He shivers, toes curling again, and cries out unabashedly. He's never been this open with anyone. Blade typically endures it all alone, but this time instead of pain he's overwhelmed by the pleasure that being doted on brings.]

Aah! D-Dan Heng, please, please...

[He tries to keep from bucking up into the dragon's mouth even as he's swallowed and his rocks become playthings. Instead, he throws his head back into the pillows and sobs his lover's name, tightening his grip on dark hair.]

More, please, I... need you.

[He feels the finger stretching around his entrance and remembers he needs to relax. A distant memory, something he read once or did. He can't remember. He's certain he's never slept with anyone in this life, so it takes some slow breathing to get it right.

But when he does-- he squeezes around Dan Heng's finger and realizes he wants so much more.]

Another, [he moans.] It's not like I can walk anyway.

[Dan Heng can't help shivering a little at the intensity of Blade's stare. It's not out of fear or trepidation, though. He likes it a lot. He feels like he's beautiful and awe-inspiring. A part of him feels more settled and at ease, as if he's finally been convinced that Blade will truly see him as gorgeous no matter if he's human or Vidyadhara.

The dragon is very much enjoying all of these delicious sounds from Blade. Whether it's crying or whimpering, he wants to hear it all. His partner's begging is a siren song that makes him grow hot, but he resists the urge to give into it. Dan Heng moans around the hot length in his throat as Blade tightens his grip on his hair.

He almost takes Blade out of his mouth to sass him, but decides it's not worth it right now. This is their first time in this life. He wants to make that kind of... special. So, instead, Dan Heng brings his head up to the head of his love's manhood and sucks hard on it. At the same time, his thumb rubs firmly and slowly along the length of his perineum, and slides in a second finger while Blade deals with that sensation. The dragon swirls his tongue languidly around the head, and then bobs his head up and down his length in a slow, steady rhythm. His fingers thrust into his partner in that same rhythm, scissoring and stretching him.]

[Blade is just kind of impatient, and that's something they both will learn to deal with. In truth, he doesn't mind at all if Dan Heng goes slow. He's happy simply to be here, helping to make Dan Heng happy, and that's nothing if not obvious from the sounds he makes.

Dan Heng's mouth is so hot and so tight around him. Truly even his dreams couldn't have prepared him for this. Blade is afraid he'll come too soon, but every time he tries to say something he can only sob and cry out. He is forever weak to his determined will, his stubborn gentleness; the thumb rubbing along his nerve and the hard suck earn the dragon a proper keening.]

Dan Heng!

[He writhes a little, since he can't buck up into that mouth. He shivers again, both hands twisting into his lover's hair this time. He can't keep quiet. Every calculated little suck, every plunge of those fingers has him groaning.]

Hahhh... tiánxīn... [His breathing and self-control is in tatters.] Y-you feel so...

[Dan Heng loves the impatience. It's part of Blade, and there's a certain thrill he gets from making the blacksmith impatient in his passion. A certain part of him is also thrilled to see how well his partner is obeying the 'stay' order. That's... going to get explored more later, for sure.

He moans around his love's length at the keening of his name and when he feels both hands in his hair. The dragon's eyes look up at Blade's face through dark lashes as he once more takes all of his manhood down to the base and swallows hard. With a gentle press to his perineum, Dan Heng slips in a third finger. His other hand leaves Blade's balls to press down firmly on his hip to help keep him from bucking into his throat.

His jaw is starting to ache and there's an uncomfortable tightness in his pants, but he keeps going. Dan Heng curls his fingers, and then thrusts them gently and slowly into his partner. He savors Blade's taste as he goes up and down the full length of his manhood with his tongue flattened around the underside, sucking hard on the tip and swallowing just as hard when he's in his throat. His dark, blue eyes seem to be silently begging for Blade to come.]

[Blade is dying. At least it's the best death he's ever had. He catches a glimpse of those beautiful eyes trained only on him, full of love and want, and he doesn't think he can go on. He tilts his head back and cries out, loud and ardent and trembling at the edges, crimson eyes wet with lust.]

I-I'm—

[He tries to buck up into that lovely mouth but he's held fast. He's close, though, and it isn't long before everything in him tightens.]

Gēge—!

[He screams wordlessly and comes hard, clinging to his lover's hair, back arched away from the bedspread. He feels so damn dizzy. He tries to ride it out as much as Dan Heng will let him, until the awareness of the world returns. The air feels cool and sharp.]

Hah... I...

[Dan Heng finds his partner to be as gorgeous and bright as the stars he's named after. Blade truly shines here in this moment as he cries out ardently and tilts his head back so fetchingly. He loves to see how this has completely overwhelmed his lover.

He doesn't expect Blade to scream gēge. The dragon shudders, which is then followed by a noise of pleasure as he feels hands clinging tightly to his hair and warmth hitting the back of his throat. Dan Heng swallows it all, gently taking his boyfriend through his climax. When Blade has come down from his high, the dragon carefully slips his fingers out of the other man and licks him clean. He wipes his fingers on his pants, and then immediately pulls them off since he has now gotten uncomfortably hard after all of this. Dan Heng lies on top of his boyfriend looking a little pleased with himself.]

Mm, you were a very good boy, A-Xing. [Dan Heng peppers his face with soft, fluttery kisses. He's willing to wait for Blade to catch his breath after what looked like an intense orgasm.] So... gēge is what you want to use for me, hmm? Because I'm older than you?

[His tone is teasing.]

[Blade groans and bites back his shivers as Dan Heng cleans him up. It takes him a minute to come back down, and then his grip loosens and he begins stroking Dan Heng's hair instead.

At last Dan Heng crawls on top of him, though the compliment and the kisses has his tail swishing against the sheets again. He loops one arm around Dan Heng and rubs his back.]

I... I don't know. It just slipped out. Unless you like it...?

[He lifts a hand so he can cover his face, which is hot with embarrassment.]

I'm new to this, all right? I don't know what sexy talk is. I can't just age twenty years overnight and suddenly be smooth as hell!

[He is so flustered.]

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[Dan Heng is more than content to have Blade's arm around him. However, with the way his partner's covering his face and going red with embarrassment, he can't help himself from chuckling softly.]

I do like it. I just wasn't expecting to hear that from you. Although, I suppose that your younger self did call me that, too.

[He schools himself into being calm and composed again, even though he really wants to keep laughing. He doesn't want to be mean about it.]

I wouldn't want you to, A-Xing. [Dan Heng pauses and then teases:] Even if I did love your white hair. It suited a beautiful star like you.

But you weren't so smooth in the beginning back then, either. I distinctly recall being told that Cloud-Piercer was made with piercing dragon scales in mind, and that Dan Feng should take care not to hurt himself with it. "It's meant to protect you," if I remember correctly.

[He groans.] Please... I barely remember that.

[He rubs at his face. At least Dan Heng is teasing him harmlessly and he's not mad or something.]

W-well. If you like it that much, I'll probably start turning white in a few years, like I did in our past lives... [He'll be salt and pepper for a while, but he'll deal.

Never mind, he's blushing more.]

... I remember. [That's new.] ... Wanted something else to do the piercing.

[He coughs.]

Heh, you were very cute.

[Dan Heng smiles at that and kisses the corner of Blade's mouth.]

Whether it's like it is now or salt-and-pepper, your hair is beautiful to me.

[As if to prove his point, he lifts strands of inky hair to his lips and kisses them. His blue eyes are on Blade's face as he does, a hint of a smile lifting his lips.]

Mm, that doesn't surprise me. [Dan Heng trails fluttery kisses along Blade's jaw up to his ear.] Before we get into that, however... are you okay to keep going? I don't want to undo all of the progress you've made in healing up.

Mm... [He's easily appeased with kisses, and melts when Dan Heng kisses his hair so tenderly. He truly adores this man, and traces the shell of his ear while gazing into those eyes.] Can't believe I get to grow old with you twice.

[He chuckles lightly at the kisses, unable to resist a grin and closing his eyes.]

Yes, yes, I'm fine. I just... [He lets out a sigh, not of exasperation but of fondness. His eyes are still a little wet.] I love you. I really love you. [He filters his fingers through Dan Heng's hair, and shifts so he can return all those kisses to his face.] I love you...

[He takes in a deep breath and tries again.]

You probably already figured this out, but I haven't been with anyone before. Are you all right with continuing to take the lead?

[He leans a little into the touch to his ear, not unlike a cat. His blue eyes grow warmer at that.]

I'm glad I can be part of your life.

[Dan Heng chuckles softly when Blade insists that he's fine. Then, the onslaught of affection begins and he can't help surrendering himself to it. The dragon melts a little more for every kiss that's returned and because of the fingers in his hair. He reaches out to gently rub a thumb under a crimson eye, almost like he's ready to catch any stray tears.]

I love you, too, A-Xing. My bright Arcturus.

[The dragon reaches down to his partner's chest with his free hand, rubbing at a pectoral warmly and slowly. Blue eyes seem to sparkle with mild amusement.]

I haven't, either. Much of my 'taking the lead' so far has been because of research... and in small part past memories. [Dan Heng leans down to nibble gently along the curve of Blade's ear while his thumb languidly swipes over his nipple. He lowers his voice as he adds:] I want to treat my Furnace Master as if he's a delicate flower. Relax.

[He trails gentle nibbles and kisses down along his neck, breathing in Blade's scent. Dan Heng's reminded of cinders and spice, something uniquely his partner that mixes with desire and sweat. His attention turns to Blade's pulse point, licking and kissing at it yet never making a mark. The same treatment is given to his lover's throat with a soft sigh, and his hand moves from Blade's face to cradle the back of his head. The hand at his partner's chest moves down to stroke along his abdomen before taking the lube and coating his length generously with it. It's cold, but he doesn't seem to react to it.

With a deep breath, Dan Heng lines himself up and slowly pushes inside his love. Blade's a lot hotter and tighter than he thought, making him gasp before letting out a soft and almost desperate moan. He pauses after he's in a little deeper, already clutching at his lover's hair and the bedsheets tightly. The dragon buries his face into the crook of Blade's neck, inhaling his intoxicating scent deeply in an effort to relax himself while giving his lover time to unclench as well.]

A-Xing, you feel too good already.

[He wants to frame this moment. Right now, the torture that was Mara is so far away he can forget it for a while; even his injuries seem insignificant with Dan Heng in his arms. For once, he isn't thinking about anything besides how glad he is to be alive. The thumb under his eye, a familiar and calming gesture, makes his lashes flutter.]

Always.

[He sighs into Dan Heng's touch, his chest rising and falling with his slow breathing.]

Hahah... you're doing well. I feel like I'm beginning to remember, too, but it's... foggy. [His breath hitches at the nibbling on his ear. They're so sensitive, it's hard to keep talking. He tries, though, by stroking Dan Heng's ear in turn, and scraping his nails up the back of his neck.] A voice in my ear saying... kiss here, or... nnnhh. Touch there...

[He chuckles softly.] How can I relax when my heart races when I look at you?

[Still, he does try. He makes soft, plaintive little noises of pleasure as he's kissed and nibbled, and notes how excited his tail gets when he notices Dan Heng bathing in his scent. Despite being part dog, Blade hasn't considered the primal instinct much up until this point, unless one counts catching popcorn out of midair when it's tossed at him.]

Dan Heng, [he whispers, curving lightly into the stroking.] My love. My life.

[He tries to relax as Dan Heng eases himself in. It takes a minute for him to remember how to breathe out, which muscles to focus on. He moans long and low, his fingertips clutching at the dragon's back.]

F—fuck, that's... incredible.

[Dan Heng is so much thicker than Blade expected, or maybe he just feels different. It isn't like how he dreamed at all, but that's not a bad thing. He can tell Dan Heng is having a little trouble too, so he measures his breathing while stroking up and down the iridescent scales of his lover's spine. He turns his head a little to leave kisses in the fluffy dark hair he loves so much.]

I-it's all right, [he manages.] I think I'm getting the hang of it.

[He has a longer reach than Dan Heng, so he slips his fingers just a little lower and begins massaging the small of his love's back.]

[Dan Heng hums softly as Blade strokes his ear, but it turns into a groan when nails scrape up the back of his neck. Even the scales there are quite sensitive it seems.]

Nngh, I'm... hoping not to remember too much. I want to know you myself.

[He chuckles softly and a pink blush dusts across his cheeks at that remark. Blade may be new to dirty talk, but he's still a smooth flirt.

Getting his partner to curse feels like a compliment, which he'll take without question. As Blade strokes his scales gently and buries kisses in his hair, Dan Heng slowly starts to loosen his grip and relax. With his partner's warm hand slipping down to massage his lower back, the dragon simply melts underneath his touch. He kisses Blade's shoulder and neck before lifting his head to look at his love's face. He's grateful. Though he doesn't have the words for it, it can be seen in his eyes.

The dragon moves to nibble at his fluffy ear before easing himself further inside Blade, moaning openly as he does. Once he's fully buried in his lover, Dan Heng instinctively grinds slowly and firmly into him. He waits a moment for his boyfriend to adjust before beginning to thrust into him. His rhythm is slow but hopefully hard enough to be satisfying to his beloved. Dan Heng reaches down between Blade's legs to stroke his length in the same rhythm, twisting his wrist occasionally, and shamelessly enjoying the feeling of Blade's body.]

Ahhh, A-Xing, you're so good... such a good boy....

Mmm... me, too.

[As much as he has echoes of past life memories, he wants their first time to be all their own. He studies the way Dan Heng melts beneath his hands, as if Blade were sculpting him from clay, and strokes his skin and scales with all the same reverence.]

Beautiful...

[His other compliments dissolve on his tongue when it's time to move. He groans thickly and tilts his head back against the pillows, lips falling open around Dan Heng's name.]

Ohhh... Dan Heng...

[He feels so unbelievably full. He sighs and squeezes around his lover experimentally, only to bite back a whimper.]

P-please—

[He filters his fingertips through Dan Heng's hair, and clings to his back after a little while, remembering that his love likes his scales stroked. So he does that, nails scraping with variable pressure, while he tries to keep from losing his goddamn mind.

It's difficult. Every thrust feels like he goes deeper and deeper, and Blade can barely keep his eyes open. He cries out Dan Heng's name between ragged moans. However, it's the soft pleas of his own name, the praise, that makes Blade clench breathlessly tight around his beloved.

That feels even better. He keens, unable to keep quiet for the life of him with Dan Heng's hand wrapped around his manhood and the slow, thorough roll of their hips. He wants to put his legs around Dan Heng's shoulders but he's not sure he can make the stretch by himself.]

Ah—! Fff-fuck, you feel so good...

[He grabs Dan Heng's free wrist and slides it up Blade's thigh.]

H-help me lift? I want to be closer.

[Dan Heng isn't sure what to do with the reverence of Blade's touches, but he likes it and he likes being called beautiful by him. Even if no one else agrees, it's enough if his boyfriend thinks so.

However, in this moment, Blade is the beautiful one. His dark eyes watch hungrily as his partner's head tilts back in pleasure and says his name so sweetly. The dragon clutches tightly to Blade's hair as he feels the man tighten around him and moans. As nails scrape along his scales, Dan Heng at times keens softly and at others groans openly. Sometimes wordlessly, sometimes—]

Yingxing....

[Yet it's when his partner goes breathlessly tight around his length that Dan Heng more ardently cries out Blade's name against his ear.]

A-Xing!

[He pants a little, but listens to his love's request. Without question or another word, the dragon disentangles his other hand from Blade's hair. He lifts his boyfriend's legs over his shoulders and adjusts himself for the new angle, practically folding the man underneath him. Dan Heng then gives a few experimental thrusts, still slow and firm, his dark eyes watching Blade's expression for any discomfort.

Should there be only pleasure, Dan Heng will take the opportunity to claim his lips and taste the man's pleasure for himself. His hand finds Blade's length again to stroke it in the same rhythm. He can only hope that this drives home the point thoroughly at how much he loves and desires this gorgeous, arrogant, brilliant blacksmith.]

[He loves the way Dan Heng cries out his name, and he echoes the dragon's name in turn. It helps that he loves it when his hair is pulled, too.]

Tiánxīn...

[He groans as he's shifted, but it feels more like a luxurious stretch. And even if it does come close to being too much, Blade knows that he likes a little pain mixed with his pleasure. But there's nothing except ardent love in his soft moans and besotted expression, and he's already reaching up to loop his arms around Dan Heng's neck when his lover leans in. Blade feels so, so loved.

He welcomes the kiss greedily, his louder, rough moans muffled by his lover's mouth. He sucks and nips on Dan Heng's tongue and offers his own in turn. Goosebumps spread all over his skin beneath a faint sheen of sweat. Blade's deft hands are not idle, though; he combs through Dan Heng's hair, sometimes drawing his nails up those lovely scales on his neck, or else tangling his fingers and tugging when the thrust goes particularly deep.

At last he breaks the kiss, however briefly, so he can gasp for air.]

I'm yours—only yours.

[He can feel warmth spreading from his core. He must be close again.]

D-don't stop—I'm—

[Dan Heng has to admit that he's liking this position more now that Blade's arms and legs are wrapped around him like this. He loves looking at the other man's face just as much as he loves getting him to cling to the dragon in his pleasure. His own low, deep moans are muffled into Blade's mouth, ardent and shameless in order to encourage the fingers in his hair and nails against his scales. He tangles his tongue with his boyfriend's, gasping hotly with each nip and suck from his partner, and gently returning the same treatment when his love offers his tongue to him. The tugging on his hair earns Blade more moaning and a languid, firm grind to go just that bit deeper for his lover.

Even when the kiss breaks, Dan Heng immediately starts leaving hot, wet kisses along Blade's jaw and neck. One hand runs all along his partner's back as he listens to the other man's desperate declaration of being his. That gets his draconic instincts' attention, certainly, but he manages to keep it under control. Dan Heng's own thrusts grow a little more erratic as he nears the edge himself. He moves his mouth to Blade's ear, nibbling at it almost desperately as he heatedly whispers into it:]

Come for me, hnngh, A-Xing, please....

[His face is turned so he can watch his love's expression, dark eyes hungry to see what the apex of pleasure looks like on the man's face.]

[He's overwhelmed with sensations: the blessed fullness, the blinding pleasure of his lover falling in deep, the hot mouth all over him. He clings unabashedly to the point of scraping his nails over skin and scales, only for something incredible to happen. Dan Heng slips that much deeper and hits the right spot, an easy feat in this position, and Blade can't keep his mouth closed at all. His eyes squeeze shut and he cries out, clenching breathlessly tight around his lover.]

Fuck! Right there—

[He's tight and he stays like that, as if he doesn't want Dan Heng to leave. Tears of exertion flee the corners of his eyes but he's not concerned with them. He begs with throaty moans, rough and real until the edge comes for him.

And then he screams something primal. He comes harder than before, paired with unavoidable shudders of bliss. As he's coming down, his mouth pleads nonsense. Call it the pomsky instinct.]

Gēge, gēge, make me yours, I-I'm yours...

[So much for the stoic man in their memories. Dan Heng has completely unwound him, and bound him around his fingertips.]

[Having Blade cling to him so tightly is a sensation he can more than get used to. It satisfies a deeper part of himself, as primal as the dragon hiding underneath his human skin. When Dan Heng finds that spot and feels his love clench so tight that it leaves him breathlessly moaning Blade's name, all he can do is keep up the rhythm as best as he can. It's becoming increasingly more erratic.

At least until the other man screams in primal pleasure. Dan Heng can feel goosebumps all over his body as he shivers. Blade's desperate begging is enough to tip him over the edge, though truthfully it wouldn't have taken much to begin with. He spills his love and pleasure into his partner, and buries his face against the other man's neck with a bright cry of his own.]

A-Xing!

[He rides out their pleasure with somewhat slower motions as he pants against Blade's neck. Finally, Dan Heng carefully slips out of his beloved and lays him back down to give him a break. After wiping his hand on the sheets, he rises up to hold his boyfriend's face in his hands and kisses him on the lips, gentle and sweet and purely affectionate. His darkened blue eyes are a little wet at the edges themselves, but they're also bright with energy.]

Are you okay? [His voice comes out as a low whisper, and he clears his throat a little.] Do you need a break or... anything?

[Gods know Dan Heng could absolutely keep going, but he doesn't want to go beyond Blade's limits.]

[Dan Heng's cry is so sweet and undeniably his. Blade feels the heat coursing through his veins and wonders, for a second, if he might get hot again just hearing him. He tries to catch his own breath while he runs his fingers through Dan Heng's hair, letting the world slowly right itself.

In the absence of the adrenaline he can tell that he's going to be a bit sore tomorrow, and his legs are tired. He's relieved to lay them flat again and simply exist with his arms around his love as they soak up each other's warmth.

The hands on his face bring him back to reality. Blade kisses back without hesitation, his movements languid, though his look is partially dazed.]

Mm... yes, I'm fine. [He smiles a little, though it's lopsided.] A little dizzy. Could use some water.

[... He's a little intimidated by the realization that Dan Heng can keep going. He chuckles after a moment.]

I might need to work up to this in the future. Have mercy on your old man, would you?

[The craftsman looking a bit dazed is a cute look on him. Dan Heng can't help smiling softly.]

Mm, I can get you a glass.

[... Oh. Oh, dear. The dragon catches on fairly quickly. He glances away and looks... very embarrassed. His blush goes up to the tips of his ears.]

I'm sorry. You're also still recovering, so we shouldn't push it regardless.

Thank you.

[That blush makes him laugh properly, light and free. He rubs at Dan Heng's arm.]

Why don't you lay back and let me take care of you? I can do that without making my stitches open up.

[His voice low and husky, he adds:]

I might as well put my big mouth to use.

[Dan Heng's blush only grows redder at that offer, especially in that low and husky voice of his. He hesitates for a moment as if he's about to ask if Blade's sure. Yet, as he looks back at his boyfriend's expression and into his red eyes, he can see the answer. The dragon still feels a bit embarrassed by both his apparent constitution and his desire-fueled curiosity. He rests his forehead against Blade's and closes his eyes.]

Okay. Let me... clean us off first.

[Gods know that his boyfriend looks like he's about to pass out the second they're done. Dan Heng kisses the other man chastely before getting up to find a washcloths. He comes back fairly soon with both a washcloth and a glass of water, and it looks like he's already wiped himself off. The dragon gives Blade the water; then, he gently yet quickly uses the warm, damp cloth to clean his lover. He glances up at his boyfriend.]

You'll stop if you feel any pain or discomfort, right?

[When he's finished, he tosses the cloth into the hamper and crawls onto the bed to join Blade. Dan Heng lays on his back with a pink blush that goes from his face to the tips of his ears and down his neck to the tops of his shoulders.]

Of course.

[He mmphs into the kiss, quite happy simply to exist in Dan Heng's orbit at the moment. He watches his love move away with a sense of longing as well as adoration. He takes the water carefully and lets Dan Heng clean him up, though he's trying not to chuckle at how ticklish it is.]

Yes, I will. I promise. [He smiles in a way that he hopes puts Dan Heng at ease. It's fangish. When he's done with the water, he sets it aside and cuddles up to his dragon.]

Now let me kiss you.

[He starts with the dark-haired man's lips, slow and deep and wanting, but he doesn't linger. He leaves fluttery kisses along all the pink skin he sees. Cheeks, nose, nibbling the ends of his ears, jawline, the hollow of Dan Heng's throat. His hands, broad and warm, make slow firm circles over Dan Heng's chest and abdomen.]

Beautiful...

[He kisses Dan Heng's shoulders, those kisses turning to kisses and nips, leaving little strawberry marks. He frames Dan Heng's slender waist in his hands, holds him there, while covering more of that skin with kisses. He doesn't ignore the scars, either; he tongues at the wound, as if he could heal it with his love alone.]

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