I would not be against against, if you do change your stance.

[ though not for the reasons Dan Heng might think.

he has observed that restlessness in the Vidyadhara, the distinct way he has tried to keep himself busy and doing things that reminded Jing Yuan so much of when Blade had fallen to a similar restlessness. the same affliction, perhaps? it is only now, holding Dan Heng so close and feeling the way his pulse quickens against his lips, that Jing Yuan even thinks to ask.

the swallow drags a low laugh from the back of the General's throat, moving his wandering hand back up the other's spine just as slowly. ]

Your tail is more than enough. [ Jing Yuan presses another kiss to his throat, gentle and teasing. ] As is your body.

[ slowly, languidly, his mouth moves up Dan Heng's neck until he meets his jaw, nipping it lightly. one hand falls down to his waist, slipping beneath the other's shirt to rest against the small of his back, while the other rests lightly upon his hip. ]

You've been restless all day. [ he mumbles pulling back to look at his partner. ] And I am not so terribly injured that I cannot be of help.