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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[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. ]

[He has no idea what Dan Feng's intentions are assuming that taking both would be the dismiss it's always been. (And rightly so.) So the General settles up against the many pillows of his bed and attempts to relax into the touch. It feels nice and comfortable and he sighs contently at the slick hand that travels along his straining and heated cock and down his sack until those deft fingers reach his entrance.

Two slicked fingers enter him to start and he keens contently at the sensation of it. He's all healed up from last night but loosened up enough from their last bout to take two without too much trouble. It's still a bit and still a stretch but the oil helps make it nice and easy.

Jing Yuan rocks his hips into the former High Elder's hand, mewling softly at the sensation. He attempts to shift his hips to get Dan Feng to poke at his prostate, assuming that's the goal and not the promise of taking two cocks.]

[ jing yuan does wonderfully for him, of course, rocking his hips and relaxing his body, though he doesn't miss the way he angles his hips, hoping for a nice prostate massage. ]

Not so hasty, my treasure.

[ he purrs, working both fingers deeper now, up to the last knuckle so he can begin to pump them in and out, carefully working him open with a skill that is returning to him with ease. he hums, dipping his head to kiss his lover, licking into his mouth slow and sweet as his free hand nudges jing yuan's thighs open wider, pushing them apart so he can better slide in a third finger. ]

I want to fuck you. Get nice and relaxed for me.

[ a soft whisper, dan feng's mouth dragging along jing yuan's jaw to his ear. ]

Tell me when you're ready for me.

[He doesn't complain but he does think it's a little silly considering he just took Dan Feng last night. He can surely take him again without too much trouble now that they've prepped properly.

Worrier... Making sure he doesn't feel any pain this time around is the only conclusion he can draw. And well... it does make his heart swell even if it's unnecessary. Dan Feng has always been well practiced in doing things to show rather than say. He's always known that... He has.

It's why he simply spreads his legs for the other and keeps silent, forcing himself to relax as a third finger enters him. Now that is probably very unnecessary and there is a slight squirm of impatience even as the heated words send a shiver down his spine, his cock straining and aching with anticipation.]

I'm ready-- [He says it the moment he's told he can. His hips again trying to shift those fingers towards his prostate. This time it's done to be cheeky as noted by the curling cat smile on his face.] Very ready.

[ well, even if jing yuan isn't assuming the correct things, he isn't wrong. dan feng is a worrier indeed. at least sometimes, and about everyone but himself. he worries about his people. he worries about his friends, and his lovers. someone has to, after all, given how reckless the both of them could be, and even now jing yuan is eagerly trying to bite off more than he can chew.

but all things considered, here in the twilight of their love, he will relent.

but first thing's first - dan feng slides his fingers free and instead slicks up his cock, the lower, larger one that he usually uses, and it's an easy feat to nudge jing yuan's thigh higher to better slide home. the slick tip of his cock slides in easily for all of his preparation, and in one smooth, elegant roll of his body he bottoms out, gliding into jing yuan's tight passage easily.

aeons, it still feels so good. he needs to breathe for a moment, to center himself as those walls close in all around him, hugging his aching erection so close, tight despite all the prep. a low, appreciative hum rolls in his chest, and dan feng begins to move, rocking his hips slowly, pulling halfway out before sliding in again, the ridges of his cock rippling along jing yuan's rim, massaging his wet insides while his upper cock nestles itself nicely against his sack, rubbing with every rock of his hips. ]

[He takes Dan Feng well. They'd just coupled after all. But it goes much smoother and it's much more pleasurable. His breath hitches at the sensation, of each ridge grinding against his insides. It feels so incredibly good... He couldn't appreciate it yesterday with how intense everything was. The impromptu and ill prepared sex and the incredibly high emotions... Fighting turning into sex is never an ideal situation but they seem to have worked it out, more or less...]

Qīn qīn...

[He moans out the nickname as best he can, shivering at the sensation of each ridge catching on his rim, stretching him wider. His insides squeeze around the cock inside him wanting to feel every incredible inch of his lover's cock. Wanting to keep him deep within so he can continue to feel that stretch in the deepest parts of him. But he can't clench forever and he's quick to start rolling his hips in time with Dan Feng's strokes, never one to remain still. They're older now but when they're like this together he feels young again... Like no time has passed between them at all.

Jing Yuan reaches between his leg to run his fingers along the other cock that's currently rutting against his sack and pleasures it as best he can, not wanting it to remain neglected. He can't give the firmest strokes but he tugs on it loosely, thumb pressing against the pointed tip and slit.]

[ jing yuan looks beautiful like this, spread open and wanting for him, flushed and moaning.. dan feng has many regrets in his life, and many things he does not regret, but this.. loving jing yuan has always been a good decision. bringing him in as their third had been a good decision. perhaps jing yuan had always worried that he was not enough for either of them, that he was little more than a third wheel, but that couldn't be further from the truth. he meant the world to them. he still does.

this is not a hard, eager, desperate fuck, no, this is warm and sweet lovemaking as dan feng eases in and out of his lover, his cock sliding, warm and slick inside of jing yuan's passage. ]

You're so good for me..

[ he whispers softly, leaning to touch their brows together as he continues to slowly rock his hips, filling jing yuan entirely with every push of his hips. but soon enough he slows. his lover is nicely relaxed, nicely loosened, so dan feng drops his right hand and gently removes jing yuan's fingers from around his upper cock, and then - then he's doing as his lover has always wanted, using his thumb to guide that second cock downward, carefully pushing both tips inside of him. ]

[It's soft and gentle and each thrust leaves him wanting so much more. Like a slow burn that's consuming him bit by bit. But he knows how to be patient in his old age. Once it's clear that Dan Feng intends to take his time he relaxes and stops his needy squirming, simply savoring the slow love making that's taking him apart bit by bit.

His nerves feel so electric and each thrust, each catch of a ridge on his rim has him keening softly, pre dripping plentifully onto his stomach. And the praise he's given... Well if he was actually a cat he'd be purring so loud. But he's not... A deep happy rumble does escape from him as he tilts his head up so he can brush their noses together. Eyes closing in utter bliss as a happiness takes root in his core that he hasn't felt in an age. He feels their missing third so keenly but... One day that will all be rectified. Hopefully...

Granted, he has no idea how Dan Feng will rectify that problem. How he'll quell the anger that Yingxing feels so sharply and overwhelmingly. The former High Elder doesn't even know the state that man is in... Something he'll have to explain before they part. But those aren't thoughts for right now. Right now it's jut them... And he's savoring their sweet love making.

He notes the sudden pause, canting his head curiously pulling his hand back as it's removed from its current grip. It takes him a moment to understand what's happening. He thinks that Dan Feng is adding more oil which really is unnecessary he parts his lips to inquire but the words get caught in his throat at the sudden feeling of the second pointed tip entering him.

His eyes dilate in excitement, black almost completely overtaking the gold as a powerful wave of want and desire take hold. Truly? Both? His insides can't help but clamp down as a wave of excitement claws at him wanting and wanting now. He's shifting his hips trying to push himself on both right away and in this moment of excitement it's like seven hundred years haven't passed at all as this is exactly the same way he would have acted had he been allowed this back then.]

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