[The laugh makes his ears flick. Although his expression doesn't change, his ears give away how much he enjoys the sound of Jing Yuan's laughter.
He can sense that Blade has finally come home, and that their star is making a detour, but he'll keep his attention on the man he's currently sucking off. The dragon makes a soft sound of pleasure as he feels fingers curling in his hair. His ears twitch at every sound Jing Yuan makes, and they flick when he hears the door open.
Unfortunately, Dan Heng can't see what Blade is wearing from where he is. A noticeable shiver goes down his spine as he feels nails along his back through his shirt and another set of fingers slipping into his hair. He pulls back up to the head of Jing Yuan's length and gives it a hard suck in response to the white-haired man's question.
Then, the dragon removes his mouth from Jing Yuan's manhood. Dan Heng tilts his head upward to look at Blade, and that's when he sees what the blacksmith is wearing. It takes every scrap of willpower to not give into the dragon's instinct to tear that outfit to shreds immediately. He feels as if the rabbit instinct is fueling his dragon side this time.
Maybe he would've said something about how long it took Blade to get here, but instead what comes out is a low, nearly-feral growl:]
I'm going to take that apart with my teeth.
[Haha, what?
Dan Heng suddenly turns his body so that he's able to put an arm around Blade's waist and moves his hand to start stroking Jing Yuan's length. His strokes are slow, but with a sudden, quick twist as he nears the head. He leans forward and gives a sharp nip to Blade's stomach, almost drawing blood.]
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He can sense that Blade has finally come home, and that their star is making a detour, but he'll keep his attention on the man he's currently sucking off. The dragon makes a soft sound of pleasure as he feels fingers curling in his hair. His ears twitch at every sound Jing Yuan makes, and they flick when he hears the door open.
Unfortunately, Dan Heng can't see what Blade is wearing from where he is. A noticeable shiver goes down his spine as he feels nails along his back through his shirt and another set of fingers slipping into his hair. He pulls back up to the head of Jing Yuan's length and gives it a hard suck in response to the white-haired man's question.
Then, the dragon removes his mouth from Jing Yuan's manhood. Dan Heng tilts his head upward to look at Blade, and that's when he sees what the blacksmith is wearing. It takes every scrap of willpower to not give into the dragon's instinct to tear that outfit to shreds immediately. He feels as if the rabbit instinct is fueling his dragon side this time.
Maybe he would've said something about how long it took Blade to get here, but instead what comes out is a low, nearly-feral growl:]
I'm going to take that apart with my teeth.
[Haha, what?
Dan Heng suddenly turns his body so that he's able to put an arm around Blade's waist and moves his hand to start stroking Jing Yuan's length. His strokes are slow, but with a sudden, quick twist as he nears the head. He leans forward and gives a sharp nip to Blade's stomach, almost drawing blood.]