loong | a great escape;

a great escape;

[ this planet.. is a tranquil one. lonely, but peaceful. there are no intelligent species here, but that is, perhaps, for the best - dan feng's penance continues, after all. in escaping the luofu he was not attempting to escape general punishment, only the molting rebirth. fear of losing himself, of losing his memories, his sense of self..

perhaps it made him a coward, to flee, but warm memories are all he has now, and he could not bear to part with them just yet.

so here he waits, alone in his own beautiful purgatory, awaiting the end of his days, nursing his ailing mind, existing in torment and in bliss in equal measure. his hatching rebirth will come in time, and only then, perhaps, will he be free of his sin, or at the very least, free of his pain. the crime of the previous life must be atoned for in the next, but.. his memories of the quintet would vanish, save for in dreams, and his reincarnation could live on.

it's a lush, lovely planet, where he has escaped to, slowly orbiting the glowing deep of a black hole, where time, for him, runs more slowly, dragging out like a string of sticky molasses. there are thick forests and vast wetlands, eighty percent of this world is water, and there is no sign that intelligent life has ever existed here. no ruins. no scrawled paintings in caves. no hidden chambers beneath the seas. three hundred years he has spent combing the globe and found nothing to suggest that anyone but he has walked the earth here. only animals. insects. fish. they make decent company, but dan feng still keeps to himself, living out of a modest shelter built near the water's edge.

three hundred years, and he speaks to no one, says nothing, until the day the majestic luofu blots out the light of the diffracting black hole.

the sight of it stills his heart in his breast, and dan feng finds his throat running dry, but when the small starskiff lands he is standing quietly, watchful and calm, the tip of his tail swaying behind him as he watches jing yuan disembark, resplendent in his general's clothing. he takes a deep breath.. releases it. ]

.. you must have been very keen to find me, to brave the dangers of the black hole.

[ for time.. time is a precious thing, every hour he spends here could be a year on the luofu. ]

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[ dan feng frowns as he listens, but he has no place telling jing yuan what to do or how to spend his time, not after all that has happened. he doesn't love that jing yuan has had to contend with three paths, that he's had to deal with a crisis at all, but he is the arbiter-general of the luofu, these things are to be expected. so in the end, he simply nods. ]

You would do the same, were our situations reversed.

[ he reminds, with one brow raised, then lays a hand on jing yuan's chest and closes his eyes. ]

Get some rest.

[ the warm flood of energy from his palm should be soothing and gentle, his cloudhymn magic curling through jing yuan's body, seeking out any ache and pain that he can find - his beloved's sore rear, of course, but he also finds the remnants of that more recent injury. it's mostly healed by now, closed up and in no danger of festering, but dan feng soothes the affected muscles and bones nonetheless, encouraging them to renew themselves, driving away any lingering pain. ]

Are you calling me nosy? [He makes an attempt to be affronted by the notion but he's too sleepy and... it's true. No use in fighting. Had he the ability and places exchanged he'd have absolutely done the same thing he knows his lover is going to. Best to simply settle in for the night.

The Cloudhymn magic puts him directly to sleep. The weaving soothing patterns that heal and ease new aches and old. The injury that Phantylia gave him is the nastiest by far though mostly healed at this point. Her claws still leave a lingering bite and the essence she used to try and him into a mindless Void Ranger, while gone, took some time to completely be rid of. Aside from faint traces of damage and echoes of those who have touched when they should not have... He's fine.

The current High Elder's careful touch is all over him though faded since his greatest bout of recovery.

Cloudhmmn magic cannot heal everything, of course. The creased brow as Jing Yuan sleeps and clutches to his old lover tightly and how tears still cling to pale lashes even while wandering the paths of dreams. Such injuries are deeper and harder to heal but even this is slowly mending in their time together. He nuzzles into the soft cool skin as he sleeps, easing and relaxing more at the scent and familiar rise and fall of the dragon's chest.]

[ it takes some time for dan feng to find sleep. he holds to jing yuan, pressing his cheek to his lover's hair and closing his eyes, humming soft, quiet little tunes into the silence between them.

thoughts flit in and out of his mind, old aches and pains that flare and sting, aggravated by his time here, but there is catharsis here as well, there is something like healing.. a wound that he was sure would never close beginning to knit. there are old scars between them that will always be sore, but dan feng is feeling renewed in a way that he never expected he could be, had he stayed on that doomed world. his fingers run through jing yuan's hair, soothing and soft as the night crawls onward, but it has been an exhausting night, and he is but a long life species.

so soon enough, dan feng drifts off to sleep as well, nestled up beneath the blankets with jing yuan, dropping into a light, meditative rest. ]

[Sleep is peaceful for him. Warm and comforting and cozy. He's out like a light and continues to be throughout the evening... And, quite unlike him, he does wake up before Dan Feng. He's content to linger like this for a bit.

He stretches lazily and cat like and dozes off and on before he begins feeling a needy desire. In the past he'd have certainly tried to awaken either lover by delving between their legs in the hopes of getting an early treat before the day began in earnest. If he wound them up enough he could get a quick handjob before he had to be off for practice with his master.

He has no such obligations today and... well... Why not slip between those thighs he's missed so much? He slinks out of Dan Feng's arms and slips beneath the covers. He noses between the thighs, brushing his lips against their creamy insides and then noses against the vent. A full bodied shiver hits him as he takes in the scent and feel of it. He hadn't the opportunity last night but he won't miss his chance going forward.

Not wanting to waste the time of either of them he simply licks a stripe up the vent. And another... He laps around the edge and slips his tongue within its depths, seeing how far he'll be allowed to go. He noses at the place he knows the cocks come from... God he wants those too. He wants both of them in his mouth so badly.]

[ likely the only reason that jing yuan awakens first is because it took dan feng so long to fall asleep to begin with, so even once the light begins to filter through the curtains, dan feng continues his rest. he sleeps as jing yuan dozes in and out, he sleeps as his lover slides down his body and kisses his thighs, he sleeps as that wicked tongue moves against his slit. ]

Mmn..

[ at last, when jing yuan's tongue begins to delve deep, he stirs, moaning low in his throat as his hips shift, blood rushing immediately south. one hand drops, slipping into pale hair, and dan feng blinks blearily, trying to make sense of what's happening, to parse the scene in his sleep-addled mind. ]

So greedy..

[ he murmurs, his voice roughened from slumber and deep with arousal, the folds of his vent beginning to swell and open like the petals of a lotus beneath jing yuan's warm tongue. his lovers have always been so damnably needy.. few mornings would pass without one or both of them attempting to rile him. yingxing had been especially persistent, in the way that only a short life species could be.

but it's been so long that they have been apart that dan feng is more than happy to indulge, to spend these days making love as often as they can before they must part again. dan feng's hips roll fluidly upward as he begins to grow hard, his cocks beginning to slip slowly from their sheathes with jing yuan's consistent attentions. ]

[For all that Yingxing is spoken about in having a voracious appetite a young Jing Yuan was right there with him. And when he was added as a third they were quite good at tiring each other out. The young Lieutenant never backed down and kept meeting the short life species at every turn despite how worn he'd eventually become.

Alas, there is no Yingxing to counterbalance him... But he's also an old man now. And if Blade returns to them he will also be a far far cry from the ravenous mortal man he once was. It will be a much calmer affair. At a pace that is much more sustainable as the seconds of some of their long lives finally come to a close.

Assuming that it comes to fruition at all. But all of that comes later. The now is what's important.

And so Jing Yuan continues to lap at the blooming vent, enjoying the spectacle of it coming to life against his tongue. A treat he rarely got to indulge in before but now he will savor it over these next day days. Oh, but once the first hint of those cocks begins to show themselves before him he latches onto them at once to suckle while both are still manageable in his mouth at once. He hums, deeply pleased only taking them out to retort to the remark, tongue dragging along the length of the smaller.]

I've hardly shown you greedy...

[And while he may be just that he so rarely takes for himself. He's allowed this little indulgence, he thinks.]

[ they are all old now, all past their prime and youthful energy, but even still, they now have centuries of time apart to make up for, so much love that needs to be given before they part again. it will be like their youth again, for a few short days.

and jing yuan is quite eager to begin, isn't he? dan feng's cocks are barely peeking free and already he is on them, sucking their sensitive tips, and dan feng gasps in response, his thighs spreading and his hips arching off of the soft mattress as pleasure begins to bleed into his belly, warm and curling. slick trickles free of his puffy vent and his cocks slide further free, pushing into jing yuan's warm mouth as they stiffen and grow. ]

Will you show me, then?

[ he purrs, and drops one hand to thread fingers into jing yuan's hair, gently scratching at his scalp, tugging at the roots of his thick hair. ]

Will you show me how greedy you are for my cocks, my sweet?

[Jing Yuan hums around both cocks, more than happy to show his old lover his eagerness. It’s easier to manage with both growing in his mouth too. He can move his tongue and adjust himself as they take up more and more space.

He suckles eagerly, tongue sliding along the underside of the duel cocks. He takes the growing lengths deep and swallows hungrily around them.

Oh, but the vent getting neglected and leaking ample slick. That won’t do. To help alleviate he brings his hand up to gently finger the dripping opening. In all their time together the vent was always Yingxing’s favorite so he never pushed to have it, enjoying taking either of their cocks at any given time. He was never left wanting when it came to being filled. (Save for ever taking both of them or both of Dan Feng’s.) So he’s careful as he fingers his partner, exploring the depths more than trying to being any pleasure just yet. He wants to see what might feel good and where the pleasure centers are before taking in any sort of earnest.]

[ aeons above, that's good. jing yuan had always been good at this, had often been eager to take dan feng's cocks in whatever way he could, and while dan feng had certainly not forgotten how good it feels, the reminder is lovely - it's been quite some time, after all. jing yuan's mouth is hot around his cocks, and he can't help but groan softly as they're taken, but he is not small by any means, and soon enough his cocks have fully stiffened, twitching against jing yuan's tongue and lips.

one arm comes up to curl behind his head as dan feng watches his slick cocks disappearing into his lover's mouth, and it's such a beautiful sight, one he was sure he would never see again. the hand in jing yuan's hair tugs gently, pushing the hair away from his eyes and face so dan feng can see his face better. what a wonderful view.. ]

You're still so skilled..

[ after all this time, he still knows what he's doing, but jing yuan is only one man, and dan feng's cocks are sizeable, surely his jaw must be aching now that they're both fully engorged. but after a moment's time he is no longer thinking about that, not when jing yuan begins fingering him. he'd never seemed to have much interest in dan feng's vent before, so it comes as a pleasant surprise when those fingers slide into his slick passage. a soft groan passes his lips, followed by a sharp intake of breath as the pleasure begins steadily roiling. ]

[His mouth is much too full of cock and and as they fill he has to pull back some to avoid choking himself. He still keeps sucking on those delightful pointed tips, sloppily but lavishly giving them all the attention he can. He loves the shape and feel of them and how every ridge catches.

His curious exploration also starts to bear promising fruit. There’s confidence in his strokes and he plunges deeper, still seeking these unknown but wonderful depths.

And the praise, oh, as his lover surely knows it means the world to the General. And he naturally gives a pleased rumble, eyes fluttering closed in bliss. He tilts his head up, as best he can, to bunt his head into Dan Feng’s hand, wanting more pets and praise.]

[ his jing yuan has always enjoyed praise, he's such a soft man.. and dan feng is more than happy to give it to him. anything to make him happy in this moment. to give him warm memories to keep him occupied while they're apart.

so he continues stroking his lover's soft hair, scratching gently along the nape of his neck while his hips rock upward, pushing his cocks into the wet heat of jing yuan's mouth, listening to those sweet, soft wet sounds that threaten to finish him right this moment. ]

Qīn ài de, your mouth is so sweet - [ he whispers, and as those fingers delve deeper he arches, breathing a soft, gentle groan as his vent twitches and tightens around jing yuan's probing fingers, slick and warm. ] I never tire of your soft lips around me..

[Jing Yuan keens softly at the praise, at the touch and gentleness of the morning. He pushes himself further down on the cocks, doing his very best for the former high elder. His eyes will flutter at a particularly deep cock taking his throat but his gaze eventually drifts back up to his lover. Golden eyes bright but holding a lustful haze, quite scandalous considering the early hour.

He bobs his head with wanting to please Dan Feng and earn more praise. The pace is fast and wet with the natural slick of the cocks and his saliva and the noise of the act is so loud in the large room. But the General goes further, pushing his head down as far as he can to try and at least get one of the cocks in his throat. Never for too long and it’s a mess of spit and tears when he lets up a bit but he never stops the motion of pleasuring the dragon. Some things never change and he’s always been eager to wring every drop of pleasure from his lovers.

His fingers do stop on occasion finding it hard to focus on every task but he does add a second in hopes that the fullness will ease some of his lack of attention to the vent.]

[ dan feng struggles to believe that he could be worthy of these attentions, after all that has happened between them, after all of the hurt and mistrust and pain, after the betrayal of his sedition, but.. the past must remain in the past if they are to attempt to move forward. that jing yuan loves him still is a great gift, and he will not discard it.

especially not when he's trying his damnedest to please him, and good aeons, it feels incredible. it isn't long before dan feng's breath is coming quick and shallow, his chest rising and falling with every heave, but he can't tear his eyes away from the lewd vision of his lover's mouth around him. jing yuan looks utterly debauched, his face red and his pretty eyes watering as he pulls those cocks as deep as he can, their tips bumping his throat, guiding it open.. he can hardly stand it, and as his lover's dead bobs and the wet, obscene sounds fill his ears, dan feng knows he won't last much longer. ]

I'm close.

[ he whispers, his hips twitching as he denies the urge to fuck up hard into that irresistible wet heat. every exhale rides on a soft, plaintive moan, his cocks straining hard as pre trickles against jing yuan's soft tongue, and down his eager throat. ]

[The warning is deeply appreciated as it just makes him want to go harder. He bobs his head even faster, sinking as far as he can and pushing the pointed heads of both cocks down the tight passage of his throat. It’s far too much but he knows it’ll get his lover over the edge. And he might not be feeling quite so young again to manage the feat in the future. Be it these few days or much later down the road.

And just in case any encouragement is needed he makes a rumbling noise deep in his throat to send enticing vibrations through the cocks. It’s the best he can do unable to do much else in this current state.

Save for his finger, of course, which fuck the vent incredibly sloppily, but with a great deal of effort and enthusiasm while he is deeply occupied.]

[ oh it mot certainly gets him over the edge. jing yuan's throat is so warm and tight, and that rumble of his hum - it's all far too much.

a sharp cry tears from his throat, dan feng's fingers grasping tightly in jing yuan's hair while the other is thrown over his squeezed closed eyes, pleasure rapidly descending, crashing over him, drowning him. both cocks twitch hard, spilling thick spend over his lover's tongue, coating his throat liberally as his hips jerk, his back lifting from the bed in a delicate arch. the long, serpentine line of his tail snaps and writhes, thumping the bed before curling around jing yuan's back, squeezing tightly, and his vent snaps and pulses, gripping around those probing fingers.

poor jing yuan's lovely face is a mess, and dan feng can feel the pooling saliva and cum against his belly and vent, sticky and warm. ]

Love.. [ he whispers, his hand in jing yuan's hair loosening, petting gently as his chest heaves, trying to catch his breath. ] So.. so good..

[So he doesn't choke to death he does have to pull off as Dan Feng is cresting over the edge but it still gets... everywhere. Lots of it in his mouth and lots of it not. But the General hardly minds, opening his mouth still full of release to capture the tip of one those pointed heads again and gives it a loving suck, wanting any lingering spurts on his already coated tongue.

And he'd also like to claim he's cleaning up the mess, lapping it up with small licks along the shaft. But truthfully, with him in his current state he may just be making more of a mess. Not that he minds any, smearing the sticky mess along the dragon's pale thighs as he descends.

And after a few moment Jing Yuan simply shoves his face back into the vent, devouring the slickness of it like a last meal. It's easier on his sore jaw and throat anyway and honestly... He wants to see it gush that sweet slick again. Wants to see what it looks like when only that is stimulated and how it orgasms. He's always been curious by this unique feature and now he has it all to himself.]

Ah, what are you -

[ jing yuan is clearly not satisfied with sucking him off, given the way his head soon dips lower, lapping at his vent as it trembles and tightens. a soft moan, and dan feng turns his head against his forearm, his tail coiling around jing yuan's arm as his hips stutter.

it's almost too much, almost too overwhelming, but he doesn't stop his lover, he'll give him everything he wants and more, if only for the sweet memories. tucked within the blooming folds of his vent is a little cluster of nerves nestled just beneath his lower sheath, swollen and pink, and when jing yuan's tongue laves over it he gasps, thighs tensing. it was always yingxing who enjoyed this the most, who loved to eat him out while jing yuan swallowed and stroked his cocks, but jing yuan is equally skilled, so wonderfully attentive, and it isn't long before dan feng is crying out again, biting down hard against his own knuckles as his vision whites.

warm, sweet slick gushes from his vent, drenching jing yuan's chin and throat, dampening the sheets beneath them as dan feng writhes, twitching, overcome with pleasure and fondness both. ]

[The moment he finds that spot he doesn't let up on it. Eager and attentive he continues devouring until he is rewarded. He's utterly made a mess of with all the release he's gotten from his lover but he's quite pleased with himself to say the least.

Jing Yuan cleans up what sweet slick he can from the puffy folds of the vent before ceasing his attentions, simply resting his cheek on the other's thigh and watching him come down from his orgasms in two quick successions. Slick and release of all sorts are on his person. The tear streaks from taking the cocks too deep and the flush on his face from all the exertion... of the two of them it looks like he may have gone through it more than the other.

Still feeling cheeky he noses against the soft thigh and begins to kiss the skin there, teeth grazing as he debates leaving a mark.]

You can go back to sleep, if you want. [His lips curl into that cat like smile as he nibbles at Dan Feng's thigh.] My apologies for waking you.

[ it takes a few moments for dan feng to come down from his dizzying orgasm, and he blinks blearily down at his beloved partner, who looks so very pleased with himself. with a soft hmph, he pinches the end of jing yuan's nose. ]

I don't think you're sorry at all.

[ he doesn't look even the least bit contrite for waking him, but of course, dan feng is hardly angry about it. one corner of his mouth ticks up in a muted smile. ]

But if you'd like to make it up to me.. [ one long finger drags along jing yuan's jawline before sliding under his chin to lift his face a little. ] .. you'll get up here and allow me to return the favor.

[ never let it be said that dan feng is a selfish lover, he won't leave jing yuan all alone and aroused. he doesn't want to leave him all alone and aroused. they only have so much time together, anyway, and he doesn't plan to waste any of it; the more time they can spend wound around one another, the better. ]

[Something that hasn't changed in the seven hundred years apart is Jing Yuan's desire to give but no worldly idea how to accept and receive. He tucks himself further down, fluffy hair obscuring most of him at the request.

It's never been about not wanting. He's always been a very eager partner with both of them. But whenever the attention turned on him he was always scrambling away or making an excuse why they should continue to focus on Dan Feng or Yingxing. With little success, of course. Despite the desire for praise to have so much of it and be the focus was too much for his young heart then and far too much for his old one now which has, presumably, only gotten worse at being the focal point in intimate situations.

He presses his lips to Dan Fang's thigh again, half tempted to just start sucking his cocks again if only to distract him from his intentions.]

Are you certain you're not tired, qīn qīn? We can rest a bit until you're feeling more energized. Or after a meal?

[He's at least better at it rather than turning bright red and stumbling through his reasons. It'll only get him so far, naturally, considering his own aching erection is pressed against the mattress and all...]

[ now, he's always found jing yuan's shyness in the face of his own pleasure very cute, but.. it's also a problem, because dan feng is not selfish enough to be happy to leave things as they are. selfish in other ways, perhaps, selfish in his grief, but not selfish in the bedroom. he loves receiving pleasure, surely, yingxing taught him how to accept it well, but he loves to give it even more. after all, his own libido is quite lacking under normal circumstances, so it wasn't uncommon for him to offer them his hands or his mouth without needing anything for himself, in the past.

but that won't fly, here. tonight. he wants to give jing yuan so much pleasure this week that he'll never forget these days together, that he'll be satisfied for however many years it is until they meet again. for they will meet again, dan feng is sure of it. the three of them will find themselves together, in the end. ]

I'm quite certain.

[ he says, his voice stern as he sits up on his elbows, looking down at the pile of fluffy hair in his lap. one slender hand reaches downward, sliding beneath jing yuan's chin to lift his face so he can look into his pretty golden eyes. ]

I want to feel you.

[Ah...

Well. He swallows as he looks up into those determined and beautiful eyes. And he feels a flush of heat sweep through his whole person. He crawls forward, slowly, and tucks his head beneath Dan Feng's chin. Hiding but affectionate still...

It's different in the heat of the moment where he's begging for more than he can take and things are wild and heated and deeply passionate. It's another matter entirely when things are slow and languid and the focus is on him. He's always struggled there... The gentle affection that he craves but does not feel he deserves or should have.]

Don't scold... But I have always found myself unworthy of your affections. [He wraps his arms around Dan Feng's shoulders, to hold and hug him tightly.] I was just... I was just a foot soldier. Nothing remarkable in terms of skill or affluence.

I had little business being in your presence much less your lap. I hardly know how to respond to such heated words in my direction.

[It's so much easier to give than to accept... He could give and give and give himself away until there was nothing left. He knows not how to receive even the smallest part of himself back.]

Forgive me for being slow to take in turn... I shall strive to try in our time together... I promise.

[ jing yuan climbs up his body, and dan feng gathers him up close, presses his nose and mouth into that fluffy hair. he can feel the general's erection pushing against his hip, and he will see to that shortly, but first.. first, there is something that must be cleared up. ]

Xīn gān.. that is enough of that.

[ summoning his strength, dan feng pushes them over, pinning jing yuan beneath him, his hips sinking between his pale thighs. dan feng holds himself back enough to look into his eyes, dark hair curtaining his face, catching the filtered morning light that drifts through gauzy curtains. his expression remains stern, but there is a soft honesty in his eyes that cuts through any impending argument yet to come. ]

You have always been worthy. Jing Yuan, my heart, you have always been the best of us. Do you hear me?

[ at last he dips his head down, his hair like ink against the parchment of jing yuan's skin, dragging as he touches their brows together, their lips brushing in a tender display of blooming affection. in the past, dan feng had always been a little more reticent with his love, rarely expressing it vocally, preferring instead to demonstrate it in other ways, but now.. now that they are old and aching, now that there is far less time ahead of them all, there is no room to play coy. things must be said, and understood. ]

Your smile warmed my icy heart, you have been strong when I have been weak, you have endured pain and loneliness on my behalf.. I will never have you thinking yourself lesser. I won't allow it. Now let me take you, qīn ài de. Let me love you.

[He told him not to scold! And he squeezes his eyes shut as they're flipped, his loose hold tightening as his world is spun a bit.

And it's not so much a scold... a chiding, perhaps. Something that does need to be said and heard. He knows... It's a tiring thing to have a lover who is in a constant state of disbelief and down on themself. That's not who he wants to be. But it's been so long and he has been left in such doubt for so long. Everything feels at odds with itself.

The words help... they soothe and heal the long years without. Where he questioned and believed otherwise.

He lets out a stuttering exhale as his eyes prick with wetness. This is going to be an emotional few days... But he simply nods at the other's words not trusting his voice to affirm any more than that. He has to believe what's being said. And he has to believe it enough that he can hold onto them for the years to come and they can spend their final years together.

To add to the nod he spreads his legs for Dan Feng a little wider giving him all the access he needs to do whatever it is he wants. Well... Almost anything he wants. Jing Yuan wants one thing from him... He untangles his arms from around the other's neck and reaches for the former High Elder's hand so he can lace their fingers together. Giving the hand in his a squeeze. Don't let me go. He can't say it but he means it in the gesture and action, in the uncertain tremble his hand takes on occasion.]

[ jing yuan says nothing, but that's all right - he has heard dan feng, has heeded and absorbed his words.. and that's all he could ask for. all he could want. it might take more convincing before jing yuan truly believes it, but that's all right, he's already got the idea hooking into his sweet lover's mind. he can reinforce it with his actions. with his love.

they kiss, hard and hot and deep, dan feng's elegant fingers squeezing the general's own, grasping tightly as he shifts their bodies together, hips grinding against hips. a little touch of cloudhymn magic, and his refractory period is refreshed, his softened cocks beginning to swell again. he knows what it is that jing yuan wants, and he wants to give it to him, wants to give him everything that he's ever ached for.

but it will take time, preparation. with his free hand, dan feng seeks the oil from the drawer beside the bed, opening it with his thumb and coating his long fingers thoroughly. dropping down, he slides his slicked palm down the hot curve of jing yuan's cock, over his heavy balls and lower, until his fingertips press to his tight rim, rubbing in slow, smooth circles before two slide into his body, up to the second knuckle. two is a little tougher than just one, initially, but jing yuan will need to tolerate much, much more if he hopes to take both of dan feng's full, hard cocks.

still, he's gentle as his fingers work in and out, carefully opening him up, coaxing tight muscles to relax and allow him in. ]

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