heng_like_a_dragon

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.]

[The fangish smile does set his heart and mind at ease. Dan Heng trusts him to keep his promise. He smiles in amusement at Blade's demand.]

If you insist.

[He can never help himself from teasing his partner. Still, he welcomes Blade's kiss warmly, melting and sighing into it immediately as his eyes flutter shut. His fingers tangle in long, dark hair while his other hand massages to back of his partner's neck. It's Dan Heng's turn to look slightly dazed when the kiss is broken, but his lips lift into a smile as he leans into the fluttery kisses. The nibbles earn soft gasps and a reflexive curl of the fingers in Blade's hair, almost grasping the strands before aborting the move and running nails over his scalp instead. As Blade gets to the hollow of his throat, Dan Heng makes a soft, somewhat needy noise in his throat as he tilts his head to allow for more of that. When he looks back at his love's red eyes, his own are already dark with want again and he arches his back slightly into his partner's warm hands.

Never let there be any doubt that Dan Heng is just as smitten with Blade.

The dragon blushes again at the compliment, but he can only accept it when his partner's attention turns to his shoulders. Warm hands may hold his hips firmly in place, but Dan Heng can work with that. Kisses and tongue adore his skin and scars, making him simultaneously melt and arch his back up to press against Blade's lovely mouth. He runs his nails along the back of Blade's neck and along a fuzzy ear as he moans softly.]

A-Xing...

[Dan Heng can feel tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as his heart finally catches up to Blade's actions to a particular scar. It's a horrible memory that keeps him up at night, a permanent mark on his body and soul that proves he lived and another person died, yet his partner treats it with unconditional love. It's neither ugly nor beautiful. It simply is.

He loves Blade so much that it's overwhelming.

Unable to really communicate all these thoughts and feelings, Dan Heng suddenly wraps his arms around Blade's neck and curls upward to embrace his partner's head and keep him there. He buries his face into inky hair and breathes in his comforting scent.]

S-sorry... I need a moment.

[Dan Heng's smiles are so soft and so rare. Blade knows how special it is that he can see them as often as he does, and he treasures each one, like he treasures every kiss and every time their fingers twine together. He sighs happily as his hair is played with, and groans low against the dragon's skin at the sensation of fingertips massaging into his neck. He nips harder, more enthusiastically, when he feels those nails drawing through his roots too.

Then he sees those gorgeous jade eyes trained on him, smitten in his own way, and Blade flushes all the way to his elbows. He feels so... wanted. He feels worthy. This is new for him. He can't believe how fortunate he is. Heat gathers in his stomach when he hears that moan in his ear, which twitches at the hot noise.

He pauses only when he feels Dan Heng's grip on him shift. Before Dan Heng even says anything, Blade's wrapping his arms around his love's middle again, and holding him close. Sometimes you just need a hug.]

Take your time.

[His tail sways slowly. He nuzzles into his lover's embrace and adds in Cantonese:]

I love you very much.

[Dan Heng appreciates Blade greatly. He feels safe and comforted in his arms, and he allows himself that moment to regain his composure. The dragon manages a soft chuckle at the words spoken to him in Cantonese. Dan Heng replies in kind, voice thick with emotion:]

I love you always.

[Not once did he think he'd be in a relationship with someone, nor for that person to be at all like Blade. He's overwhelmed by his feelings for the other man and by being worthy of those same feelings in return. He may have sinned, but Blade is still here for him. That... means so much to Dan Heng.

He takes another deep breath and relaxes his hold on his lover, burying kisses in his hair.]

Thank you, A-Xing. I'm alright, now.

[Dan Heng lays back down, but he takes one of Blade's hands while the dragon's free hand rests gently against his partner's cheek. His small smile shows his gratitude and affection in equal measure. He decides to lighten the mood and let Blade know he really is okay by teasing him a little.]

Perhaps I should start calling you my phoenix from now on.

[Blade's breath catches at the returned affection, feeling a different kind of warmth come over him. Gods, he is so in love with this man. For Blade, there was never anyone else. Their sin was one they committed together. Dan Heng is the only one who could possibly understand how Blade feels, and the things he went through.

He makes low noises of happiness as Dan Heng leaves kisses in his hair, his tail swishing just a little faster. Finally, he loosens his own hold so his lover doesn't feel like he's being suffocated. Which is a good move, because now he's holding Dan Heng's hand, and that makes him very happy.]

Your— [His cheeks pinken. He remembers the gala in December. He clears his throat.] ... Well, that isn't wrong. Who else is bold enough to dance with a dragon?

[He shifts a little so he can kiss the corner of Dan Heng's mouth, and then he begins making his way downward, over his neck and collarbone again. He leaves more kisses down the center of Dan Heng's chest.]

Hah... I can't help being a greedy man. If you tell me I can only look at the moon, of course I will do my best to reach it.

[He frees his hand from Dan Heng's face and slips further downward, settling between his love's thighs. He massages them as he leaves yet more fluttery kisses against that soft skin, and gazes up at the dragon's face.

Blade's smile is teasing in its own right.]

... May I worship you, Your Highness?

[He knows exactly what he just said.]

[He's glad to see Blade's tail wagging a little faster. It's really cute, he can't help it. Although, speaking of cute, the pink blush on his partner makes the tease a success. Even if Blade does turn it back around on him.]

Heh, you're the only one I know who would be that bold.

[That's what makes Blade a worthy phoenix in his opinion. Bold, beautiful, and brilliant.

Dan Heng slips his hand from his partner's face into his hair, running his nails over his scalp. He relaxes near instantly at the kiss to the corner of his mouth. As his love starts to move downward with his kisses and affection, the dragon hums softly and arches slightly against Blade's lips with every kiss to his chest. His chuckle comes out breathless.]

Is it greedy when the moon wanted to reach back?

[He's certain that Yingxing and the others in the Quintet helped to alleviate Dan Feng's soul-deep loneliness. It's just that Yingxing did it too well. A trait that's continued into this life... and possibly other lives to come.

The dragon lets go of his partner's hand and gazes down at the man between his legs, blushing a little. Is this what he looked like earlier from Blade's perspective? As the blacksmith massages his thighs and leaves fluttery kisses there, his blush darkens and Dan Heng makes a soft noise that sounds like a cross between a whimper and a hum.

And then Blade calls him 'Your Highness.'

Blade's lucky that Dan Heng doesn't summon his tail to smack him this time. Instead, the dragon just tugs on his fluffy ear. His face is redder than his partner has seen from embarrassment.]

I don't know about this Your Highness business, dogboy, but... [He glances away for a moment before his eyes return to his love's face.] ... Yes, you may.

[Blade eats it up. The soft noises, the way Dan Heng presses up into him, the blush, the fingers in his hair. That chuckle, too. He tries to commit every single bit to memory, not wanting to lose it like he's lost so many others.]

Mmm... perhaps not.

[He loves his dragon and hopes that one day, the world will come to see him the way that Blade does. Not a distant, emotionless myth but a person with a sweet smile and a sense of humor, a resilient man who loves deeply.

—His thoughts are broken by the tug on his ear, though. Blade makes a noise that is a little hotter than he expected (new kink unlocked?) but the blush gets him to laugh. For a moment, he isn't touched by Mara at all, his heart free and unburdened.]

Dogboy? [He nuzzles into that thigh, just short of the apex of Dan Heng's legs. He knows he's being a tease. He doesn't care.] Well, master, if it pleases you, perhaps you can play with my tail later.

[He nips the tender skin beneath his lips, then licks away the imaginary wound. Don't mind him as he breathes in Dan Heng's scent—it seems stronger than he remembers. He doesn't put it off after that. He laps over the dragon's length with his tongue, swirling and pressing into the tip; his tail sways contentedly while he massages Dan Heng's hips.

After a minute he decides he wants more. He's careful not to scrape his fangs as he takes Dan Heng into his mouth, seeing how far the inches can go. If he calms his breathing he doesn't have to worry too much about gagging. This comes back to him in bits and pieces, a memory from another life where he liked nothing more than to sit in a prince's lap. He moans lowly at the taste, pulls back briefly to suck hard at the head, and then goes down again.

Once Dan Heng hits the back of his throat, Blade swallows and tightens around him. His ears twitch with the motion, though he still searches for his lover's face through half-lidded eyes.]

[Oh. Dan Heng isn't expecting Blade to make that sound when he did that. That gets a sharper, darker look in his eyes for a moment. He's definitely going to remember that. Still, he's captivated by Blade's laughter. This looks and feels like the real him. The parts of Yingxing that never truly died that fateful night Mara darkened his doorstep. If this is just a taste of what their future together is going to look like... then, he finds himself looking forward to spending the rest of Blade's life with him.

He sucks in a breath sharply as he feels his partner nuzzling into his thigh, just short of where he wants to be touched. Dan Heng doesn't mind the teasing at all. If anything, he likes to play into it.

... The "master" business does earn Blade another tug on his ear.]

You're—[Dan Heng interrupts himself with a soft whine when Blade nips him and licks over that spot.]—shameless, but... I'll keep it in mind.

[He doesn't mind when he feels his love breathing in his scent. He just takes that moment to say:]

The only master I see around here is the Furnace Master himself.

[Now that Blade's tongue is tasting the head of his length, Dan Heng doesn't have many words after that. He gives a low moan in his throat as he runs his nails through his love's hair. His free hand caresses the back of a scarred, warm hand on his hip. His half-lidded, blue eyes are dark as he looks at his boyfriend. The dragon has to admit that having Blade between his legs in real life is far better than in his rare dreams of passion.

Anticipation coils in his stomach before springing into a burst of heat as his partner takes him into his mouth. He tightens his grip on Blade's hair while his other hand clenches onto the bedsheets. His toes curl as his love moves back up to suck on the head, and his eyes close tight for a brief moment as he moans more ardently. Yet, when his length hits the back of Blade's throat and the man swallows so blissfully tight around him, he stops caring about being quiet.]

Ah! A-Xing, A-Xing...!

[Dan Heng's eyes are hazy as he barely manages to keep his eyes open. Blade's crimson eyes are beacons in a storm of passion as he tightly holds onto inky hair and the bedsheets like a lifeline. His legs instinctively move to lie over his partner's shoulders, hooking his ankles together. He's already trembling slightly from the pleasure his love gives him.]

[This time, Blade doesn't hide his lusty noise. He enjoys the tugging on his ears and hair. Dan Heng is reserved and doesn't find it easy to ask for things for himself, so Blade considers the whining to be a victory. Naturally, this only adds to his confidence. Gods forbid, he's going to become insufferable at this rate.]

Hahah... then let this Furnace Master earnestly offer his supplications.

[And he returns to it with enthusiasm. Even so, he goes slowly, as if he might give back the thorough loving granted to him earlier. He wants Dan Heng to feel... savored, even if Blade himself is getting hot again just listening to the cries of his name. He's determined to love every inch. He moans every time his hair is tugged, even when his mouth is full, and helps his lover rest his legs over Blade's shoulders.

Eventually he shifts a hand from one of Dan Heng's thighs to his rocks, massaging and tugging at them as he swallows his lover's length. He finds a good rhythm, though he picks up the pace as Dan Heng grows louder and trembles. He can't help growling a little as he locks his lips around the base, and he sucks hard on the tip when he comes back up.

The effort leaves him red-faced and wanting, ears pinned against his hair as he fucks Dan Heng with a mouth usually reserved for banter.]

[Dan Heng can certainly feel that Blade is savoring him, which makes him flush a little. His partner has a gift for making him feel beautiful, sexy, and powerful. He can only hope that he's able to do the same in return for his beloved. Even if it does lead to Blade being insufferable.

The dragon practically sobs his love's name in pleasure as he feels a warm hand playing with his balls while swallowing him whole. With each tight swallow around his length, Dan Heng repays it by tugging on his hair or a furry ear. His love picking up the pace and growling when he hits the back of Blade's throat leaves the dragon writhing underneath him as he cries out lustfully. However, the hard suck to his tip has Dan Heng moaning ardently.]

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

[He's uncertain of what he's saying or even if it's in English or Cantonese at this point. His eyes slip shut as waves of passion threaten to overwhelm him, and tears of exertion and pleasure gather at the corners of his eyes.]

Please, A-aaaaa-Xing, please!

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