[Blade's arrival is announced by the rush of wind, as one would expect, and the sound of him dropping his bag by the door. He locks the door behind them and gently pushes off all the pets and Pokemon they've accumulated who come to greet him.]
Yes, yes, I missed you too—later, all right?
[But... curiously enough, he takes a detour before he goes to the shared bedroom.
There's a minute or two of silence and then Blade opens the bedroom door. He's panting and his hair is down and a bit disheveled, but more importantly, he's wearing nothing but scarlet netting, garter stockings and ribbons.
He'd been saving this for a special occasion, but truthfully he thought it'd be a birthday thing for Dan Heng before Jing Yuan showed up. Well.
Whatever he'd planned on saying disappears the moment he sees Dan Heng with his mouth on a mostly-naked Jing Yuan. He swallows hard, already hot and bothered himself, yet he tries to play it cool. His fluffy tail and ears give him away, though.]
You really couldn't wait, could you?
[He pitches his voice low as he comes up behind Dan Heng. He scrapes his black fingernails down the man's spine, and then back up, and then he slips his fingers into the dragon's hair.]
[ he wastes no time, does he? jing yuan cannot help but laugh at the speed of which dan heng frees him from his pants and takes a hold of him. but the laugh dies almost immediately, catching in his throat as dan heng does exactly what jing yuan had given him permission to do; put his talented mouth to good use.
the general chokes back another noise, his gaze locked with his lover's as the man takes him into his mouth. dan heng takes him slowly, moaning around him, he props himself up on one hand to get a better view. jing yuan's balance is precarious, half sitting half laying, one hand remaining all but tangled in the dragon's hair while the other grips the bedsheets desperately. he almost loses it when dan heng swallows tightly around him, fingers curling both in dan heng's hair and the sheets. ]
Nnng─
[ he misses the door to their room open, but he does not miss blade (and more importantly what blade is wearing) when the man comes up behind dan heng. jing yuan groans lowly, releasing dan heng's hair to reach out to the forgemaster in an attempt pull him closer. ]
You were taking too long. [ he looks down to dan heng, lips twitching upwards. ] Wasn't he?
[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.]
[God damn. His canine ears perk right up at the sounds he's hearing. Blade leans in as he sees Jing Yuan reach out, allowing those fingertips to catch on the holes of his racy top.]
Not all of us can teleport. I almost ran into a building, I was flying so fast...
[Venti would have thought someone was dying if he saw him scooting like that. But he puts that aside for now, and meets Dan Heng's hungry blue eyes. His smirk vanishes when he hears that remark, chased off by a ruby blush.
He lets himself be caught around his waist and half-crawls onto the bed, balancing on his knees. He isn't expecting the teeth but maybe he should have. More surprising is the low and lusty noise that Blade makes, and he realizes that he wants more of those teeth if he can get away with it.]
Haaah... tiánxīn. [His tail is swishing so fast.] You shouldn't leave a job half-finished. [Not wanting to be idle, he reaches down to tug and toy with Jing Yuan's rocks. His other hand finds a silky rabbit ear and begins rubbing at the base of it like he would normally massage the dark-haired man's horns.]
maybe they should say something about Blade almost running into a building but Dan Heng's remark and the nearly feral growl chases off any sensible thought from his mind. Jing Yuan can barely manage the choked out laugh that follows as Dan Heng turns to pull Blade in, he slowly strokes his length - the sudden twist causing the general to hiss in surprise. ]
You--
[ there was something to be said, words that were lost the moment Blade reached down and joined Dan Heng's ministrations. the noise that comes instead is thick and lustful and needy, a far cry from how the general usually carries himself. ] Haah... bǎobèi please... [ aeons they are going to be the death of him, with the way they have their hands on him. the "outfit" the blade dressed himself in. there is no way he will survive the night.
as Dan Heng nips at Blade's stomach Jing Yuan buries his face against the man's neck, nipping at pale skin and mindlessly bucking up into their hands. they're going to drive him insane, he just knows it. ]
[His ear being rubbed like that has Dan Heng instinctively tilting his head into Blade's warm, calloused fingers. The rabbit part of him feels as blissful as it does insatiable... which might be a problem. He'll have to see if he can keep that in check.
For now, though, he's more interested in Jing Yuan's pleasure. His ears twitch on hearing both of his partners make lustful, needy sounds. A low, possessive growl rumbles through his chest as the dragon stirs. Something he'll be embarrassed about later.]
Enjoy the show, then, A-Xing. I'll try to make it entertaining.
[Dan Heng turns to Jing Yuan. He leans in to kiss his sternum, a moment of heated affection for the white-haired man, and then ducks down to the man's bucking hips. He resumes putting his 'talented' mouth to good use by taking Jing Yuan in all at once with no preamble. His hand leaves his cock and simply places it on the man's hip, pulling him closer and swallowing tightly to encourage him to keep thrusting into his mouth. Dan Heng can take it. More importantly, he wants it, and he'll moan shamelessly to get it.]
[Blade, on the other hand, doesn't think it's embarrassing at all. But maybe he's slowly coming to terms with the whole heat cycle thing after being properly taken care of by both men. Maybe it's okay to be needed? To need others? There's something deeper in this, but all he can think about is Jing Yuan's teeth on his neck, and how plaintive that bǎobèi had been.]
Mmph. I'm already entertained, believe me.
[He tilts his head to allow Jing Yuan more access, and shifts his other hand to the silvery-blond's hair so he's not in Dan Heng's way. Now he can both pull and comb through that lovely hair as well as urge Dan Heng onward with rougher, harder massaging to those ears.]
You're both... nnh... so beautiful like this. I don't know who I want first.
[He lets go of Dan Heng's ears and scrapes his nails down the dragon's spine again. Then, desperate to give some pleasure back, he slips his deft hand down and between Dan Heng's thighs, intending to rub firmly and teasingly at his taint regardless of the clothes situation.]
[ if Jing Yuan was having difficulty thinking before, his ability to form a coherent thought is utterly obliterated the moment Dan Heng takes all of him into his mouth at once. he makes a strangled noise against Blade's neck and looks down at the dragon to be greeted with a sight that almost kills him then and there.
gods, he doesn't want to hurt him but the way he swallows so tightly, the way he pulls Jing Yuan closer is maddening. how could he deny Dan Heng what he wants? he moans so shamelessly that it makes the general feel even more feverish than before. ]
A-Heng.
[ he can't deny him, he can't deny either of them. with another broken noise he thrusts into Dan Heng's mouth, jerky desperate thrusts that lasts mere moments before the pressure is just too much and something inside him snaps. ] Aah-- A-Heng! [ his vision goes white hot, mouth open as he comes with a half choked moan. he reaches for Dan Heng's hair again, tangling in dark locks as he rides out his release, the dragon's name a mantra he mumbles again and again.
a few seconds later some semblance of thought returns to him, dark golden eyes looking to the dragon then to forge master he is all but leaning against bonelessly. ]
Take him first, he deserves a reward for that performance.
[Dan Heng's rabbit ears twitch with each feverish, desperate cry of 'A-Heng.' He can't help moaning himself as Jing Yuan thrusts into his mouth like he wants. The dragon swallows the white-haired man's passionate release almost greedily. A distant part of him is grateful that his tail isn't out to show just how pleased he is by all of this.
He lets Jing Yuan use his mouth to ride out his orgasm with soft moans and darkened, blue eyes. He takes in the sight of the former General like he's beholding a great treasure. However, once Jing Yuan leans against Blade, Dan Heng releases him and cleans up their partner's mess with his tongue like he doesn't want to waste a drop.
The High Elder sits up, wiping his lips with his thumb and a heated look towards Blade. Still, he can't help teasing Jing Yuan a little.]
I think our clever vixen deserves a reward for his performance as well... but you look like you need a rest.
[He's a Dom, not a sadist. Unfortunately.]
What does the Furnace Master think is a suitable reward for me?
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Yes, yes, I missed you too—later, all right?
[But... curiously enough, he takes a detour before he goes to the shared bedroom.
There's a minute or two of silence and then Blade opens the bedroom door. He's panting and his hair is down and a bit disheveled, but more importantly, he's wearing nothing but scarlet netting, garter stockings and ribbons.
He'd been saving this for a special occasion, but truthfully he thought it'd be a birthday thing for Dan Heng before Jing Yuan showed up. Well.
Whatever he'd planned on saying disappears the moment he sees Dan Heng with his mouth on a mostly-naked Jing Yuan. He swallows hard, already hot and bothered himself, yet he tries to play it cool. His fluffy tail and ears give him away, though.]
You really couldn't wait, could you?
[He pitches his voice low as he comes up behind Dan Heng. He scrapes his black fingernails down the man's spine, and then back up, and then he slips his fingers into the dragon's hair.]
Am I supposed to just play by myself then?
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the general chokes back another noise, his gaze locked with his lover's as the man takes him into his mouth. dan heng takes him slowly, moaning around him, he props himself up on one hand to get a better view. jing yuan's balance is precarious, half sitting half laying, one hand remaining all but tangled in the dragon's hair while the other grips the bedsheets desperately. he almost loses it when dan heng swallows tightly around him, fingers curling both in dan heng's hair and the sheets. ]
Nnng─
[ he misses the door to their room open, but he does not miss blade (and more importantly what blade is wearing) when the man comes up behind dan heng. jing yuan groans lowly, releasing dan heng's hair to reach out to the forgemaster in an attempt pull him closer. ]
You were taking too long. [ he looks down to dan heng, lips twitching upwards. ] Wasn't he?
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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.]
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Not all of us can teleport. I almost ran into a building, I was flying so fast...
[Venti would have thought someone was dying if he saw him scooting like that. But he puts that aside for now, and meets Dan Heng's hungry blue eyes. His smirk vanishes when he hears that remark, chased off by a ruby blush.
He lets himself be caught around his waist and half-crawls onto the bed, balancing on his knees. He isn't expecting the teeth but maybe he should have. More surprising is the low and lusty noise that Blade makes, and he realizes that he wants more of those teeth if he can get away with it.]
Haaah... tiánxīn. [His tail is swishing so fast.] You shouldn't leave a job half-finished. [Not wanting to be idle, he reaches down to tug and toy with Jing Yuan's rocks. His other hand finds a silky rabbit ear and begins rubbing at the base of it like he would normally massage the dark-haired man's horns.]
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maybe they should say something about Blade almost running into a building but Dan Heng's remark and the nearly feral growl chases off any sensible thought from his mind. Jing Yuan can barely manage the choked out laugh that follows as Dan Heng turns to pull Blade in, he slowly strokes his length - the sudden twist causing the general to hiss in surprise. ]
You--
[ there was something to be said, words that were lost the moment Blade reached down and joined Dan Heng's ministrations. the noise that comes instead is thick and lustful and needy, a far cry from how the general usually carries himself. ] Haah... bǎobèi please... [ aeons they are going to be the death of him, with the way they have their hands on him. the "outfit" the blade dressed himself in. there is no way he will survive the night.
as Dan Heng nips at Blade's stomach Jing Yuan buries his face against the man's neck, nipping at pale skin and mindlessly bucking up into their hands. they're going to drive him insane, he just knows it. ]
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For now, though, he's more interested in Jing Yuan's pleasure. His ears twitch on hearing both of his partners make lustful, needy sounds. A low, possessive growl rumbles through his chest as the dragon stirs. Something he'll be embarrassed about later.]
Enjoy the show, then, A-Xing. I'll try to make it entertaining.
[Dan Heng turns to Jing Yuan. He leans in to kiss his sternum, a moment of heated affection for the white-haired man, and then ducks down to the man's bucking hips. He resumes putting his 'talented' mouth to good use by taking Jing Yuan in all at once with no preamble. His hand leaves his cock and simply places it on the man's hip, pulling him closer and swallowing tightly to encourage him to keep thrusting into his mouth. Dan Heng can take it. More importantly, he wants it, and he'll moan shamelessly to get it.]
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Mmph. I'm already entertained, believe me.
[He tilts his head to allow Jing Yuan more access, and shifts his other hand to the silvery-blond's hair so he's not in Dan Heng's way. Now he can both pull and comb through that lovely hair as well as urge Dan Heng onward with rougher, harder massaging to those ears.]
You're both... nnh... so beautiful like this. I don't know who I want first.
[He lets go of Dan Heng's ears and scrapes his nails down the dragon's spine again. Then, desperate to give some pleasure back, he slips his deft hand down and between Dan Heng's thighs, intending to rub firmly and teasingly at his taint regardless of the clothes situation.]
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gods, he doesn't want to hurt him but the way he swallows so tightly, the way he pulls Jing Yuan closer is maddening. how could he deny Dan Heng what he wants? he moans so shamelessly that it makes the general feel even more feverish than before. ]
A-Heng.
[ he can't deny him, he can't deny either of them. with another broken noise he thrusts into Dan Heng's mouth, jerky desperate thrusts that lasts mere moments before the pressure is just too much and something inside him snaps. ] Aah-- A-Heng! [ his vision goes white hot, mouth open as he comes with a half choked moan. he reaches for Dan Heng's hair again, tangling in dark locks as he rides out his release, the dragon's name a mantra he mumbles again and again.
a few seconds later some semblance of thought returns to him, dark golden eyes looking to the dragon then to forge master he is all but leaning against bonelessly. ]
Take him first, he deserves a reward for that performance.
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He lets Jing Yuan use his mouth to ride out his orgasm with soft moans and darkened, blue eyes. He takes in the sight of the former General like he's beholding a great treasure. However, once Jing Yuan leans against Blade, Dan Heng releases him and cleans up their partner's mess with his tongue like he doesn't want to waste a drop.
The High Elder sits up, wiping his lips with his thumb and a heated look towards Blade. Still, he can't help teasing Jing Yuan a little.]
I think our clever vixen deserves a reward for his performance as well... but you look like you need a rest.
[He's a Dom, not a sadist. Unfortunately.]
What does the Furnace Master think is a suitable reward for me?