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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[ 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.]

[ dan feng can see the way excitement floods jing yuan's expression, can feel it in the way his body tightens up like a vise all around his tips - he shakes his head. ]

Easy, xīn gān. Relax for me..

[ it he doesn't, there's no chance that dan feng will be able to fit both cocks into him without pain or bleeding, and he'll stop before allowing that to happen.

a little more oil wouldn't hurt, either, so he plucks up the bottle again and drizzles some over his cocks, using his free hand to spread the oil, pumping both of them together before he's carefully pushing deeper and deeper, inch by inch, ridge by ridge. it's painfully slow, but there can be no helping that. dan feng wants this to be good for them both, wants to drive jing yuan absolutely mad with pleasure and need, to fill him up so much that he'll be feeling it for days. ]

Tell me if I hurt you.

[The old fantasy he had... To take both cocks at the same time and it was a fantasy he could be quite vocal about. Yingxing would scoff and Dan Feng wouldn't entertain the idea but it only made him want it more. It became a cheeky ask after a while already knowing what the answer would be. He just enjoyed their equal exasperation at a certain point.

That it's happening now when he's hardly as spry as he once was is just to be expected at this point but he will take it and take greedily. But it is not an easy take. The stretch is great, far greater than anything he's taken thus far. He does his best to hold back the whimper at the stretch but it's a lot and hiding it won't do him any favors. He does his best to stay relaxed but his insides are quivering and twitching around the shafts and the deeper they go the more labored his breathing he gets. But despite how difficult this endeavor is on his body his eyes shine brilliantly in excitement and his cock remains hard and leaking, a pooling puddle of his own release on his stomach that continues a steady dribble of anticipation.

He clings to Dan Feng tightly trying to focus on tightening his grip here than allowing his insides to continue to tense up and impede progress. He murmurs his lover's name breathlessly, sometimes only able to mouth it. And there is a soft thank you in there as well as he's both grateful and excited and it shows with how he tries to wiggle further on those cocks, but the ridge always catching and stopping him as the intensity of the stretch getting even wider forces him to stop. He needs to be eased into the way Dan Feng is doing it...

His patience isn't the best, clearly, but he's not being too over eager which is something.]

[ no, it is not an easy take at all, dan feng can feel how incredibly tight it is, can feel the stretch of jing yuan's ass all around him, but so far he isn't showing signs of pain (or he is hiding them very well), so dan feng continues.

slowly. so, so slowly. little by little he eases inside, reading jing yuan's body as he goes, watching his expression and the tension in his shoulders as indicators, until at last the final ridge pops in, and he's fully seated inside.

it's absolutely exquisite.

a low, rough rumble in his chest comes before a deep moan, dan feng's sleek tail whipping and coiling as he holds himself still, unwilling to move until he's sure his lover is ready. if he'll be ready at all. if this is all that they can manage, it will have been enough, but to help things along, dan feng reaches to take jing yuan's cock into his hand, stroking slow and deep. ]

You feel incredible..

[His breathing is utterly ragged at each push inside him. It's certainly too much, of course it is. And it's not that he wasn't unaware that this was a poorly thought out idea from the moment he first asked for it seven hundred years ago. He was so very keenly aware. But he also feels so incredibly fulfilled at the moment. He will never feel like this, so full, again so he is going to savor this in its entirety.

His nerves are so on edge, his prostate firmly pressed against due to the amount inside him. A moment to settle will--

The moment Dan Feng takes his cock in hand his back is arching off the bed and he's clinging to his lover tightly. He can't even get the words out. It hits him hard and he's spilling himself over Dan Feng with a sharp cry, far louder than he's ever been in their bed. His insides seize up tight around the cocks inside him, his inner walls fluttering wildly.]

A-Feng--- [He calls out brokenly his insides seize and squeeze around the intrusions due to his prostate is still being pressed against. He feels close to another orgasm already.] Please--

[Please move. Please keep jerking him off. He doesn't know. Something. His nerves are all lit up and his thoughts scattered.]

I'm close--

[Ridiculous considering he came just seconds ago but it's no less true.]

[ he's never seen jing yuan fall apart in quite this way before, never known him in such bliss, which is.. saying something, really, considering how often they've been in bed together in the grand scheme of things. it's beautiful. he looks lovely. perfect. all splayed out and panting, cum pooling on his belly already..

he must feel so incredibly full. dan feng wonders just how it feels, to be fucked like this, to be stretched to his very limits. he can only imagine it's as exquisite as it is uncomfortable. ]

Come for me again then, my heart.

[ he whispers, as he begins to move, fucking shallowly, but deeply into jing yuan's body. he wants to go harder and faster, wants to fuck him until he falls apart, but that's something that will remain a dream - jing yuan is lucky that he's getting even this much.

pressing their bodies together, he rocks downward again and again, kissing jing yuan deep and hard as their bodies shift together, his hand between them stroking his lover's cock, using the cum on his belly as extra lubricant. ]

[He almost does it on command, almost. But the shallow fucking is... it's a lot. And the throbbing pain of being too full does stave it off. Only for a moment. The hand on his cock brings him right back to that edge.

He keens and wails wantonly as Dan Feng kisses him, unable to reciprocate in any meaningful way. Just moaning against his lover's mouth as he teeters on the edge of another orgasm his entire being overstimulated and still craving more. The general's eyes are blown wide, lips wet and parted as his breath coming in shaky stuttering inhales.

The hand on his cock doesn't even need to move to get him over the edge but the few tugs certainly make sure of it. He sobs out a broken cry as he comes again, harder than the first. Tears form in the corner of his eyes and fall at all the sensations he's currently feeling. His insides clamping hard around the duel cocks, legs wrapping tightly around Dan Feng's body so he doesn't try and slip away now that he's flaccid. His arms wrap tightly around the other, fingers pressing in but the nails don't bite or dig in to do harm, still mindful of what he inflicts even in the deep throes of passion.]

Faster... please-- A-Feng-- Please don't stop.

[ jing yuan is absolutely falling apart beneath him, and it's the most beautiful thing that dan feng has ever seen. his dark pupils eclipsing gold wreaths, the shining tears in his eyes, the way his body spasms as he comes again - it's perfect, it's a memory that he will lock away in the back of his mind for the rest of his days.

it's also more than enough to tip him over the edge.

with a low, shuddering groan, dan feng's hips grind downward, burying both cocks deeply as he spills, hot and plentiful into his lover, both cocks spurting thick ropes of sticky cum deep into jing yuan's body in wave after wave. he has not forgotten his promise, either. before the pleasure can begin to ebb, dan feng dips his head to sink his teeth in hard against jing yuan's flesh, fangs piercing yielding skin, leaving a pulsing bite behind right where the general's neck and shoulder meet.

and there he remains, latched on as his hips continue to work, giving his lover all that he possibly can, everything that he has to give, down to the very last drop. ]

[The amount that releases into him is dizzying. He can feel each hot spurt and how it fills his depths completely. Jing Yuan is trembling from the two quick orgasms and this particular sensation, each breath a bit difficult to catch. And his thoughts are attempting to pull themselves together with great difficulty.

And then any progress he managed to make is immediately shattered once more. The fangs that bite into his skin send a bolt of lightning through his whole system and he comes again, completely dry and soft. There’s no other explanation for the pleasure that ripped through him. An orgasm is what it was. The general’s whole being seizes up and his insides grip at the cocks inside him, not allowing him to leave through the third consecutive orgasm.

He sobs openly and hugs his lover tight. A mating bite… After so long. There’s no words that can express how much such a thing means to him. So he holds and clings and sobs… he eventually he’ll find his words. Perhaps not anytime soon but… eventually.]

[ it's intense, what they're both feeling as dan feng administers his bite, the flood of hormones through his body making him tighten up, his release spilling deep and plentiful, filling his lover - his mate - up as much as he possibly can. it's all but overwhelming, the sudden flash of fondness, the intensity of the bond between them now..

for a long while, dan feng says nothing, only keeps his fangs buried, claiming jing yuan wholly and entirely, weaving their souls together as he should have done all of those years ago, to bind the three of them together across space and time. but soon enough his jaw begins to ache, and he carefully withdraws his teeth, dragging his sleek tongue over the wound left behind and allowing it to bleed freely. he could heal it with ease, but he has a feeling that jing yuan is going to want to feel it, at least for a little while.

his cocks are beginning to soften, withdrawing back into his vent, so dan feng does not need to pull out, he only needs to wait as the blood returns to the rest of his body, and jing yuan is slowly, gently relieved of the great pressure of being filled with two cocks. ]

Mm.. qin ai de..

[He remains latched onto Dan Feng, refusing to let him go. Also... a bit unable to. The feeling of being mated with, of being bound, is so overwhelming to a species that was never meant to have such an experience. But he relishes it. Tears still forming and clinging to his lashes...

Such a long sought after want and wish and one he never gave voice to. He, admittedly, didn't know how the bite works but assumed it was just the one and it was, of course, for Yingxing. It must have been a burst of strung out emotions that had him asking for it last night. Same with taking both cocks...

But it was given to him. Both the things he wanted. He feels a little spoiled, honestly... And almost like he doesn't deserve it. But with the binding of their souls he'll never be left to wonder again. He can feel the love and care thrumming through Dan Feng and into him. He trembles at all of this, fingers winding into the dark tresses of his lover's hair, clinging to him tightly as he feels those cocks remove himself, slowly. There's a rush of spend that leaves him once there is room for it to go and it makes him tremble. A soreness that he'll be feeling for days greets him at once. But none of that matters.

Jing Yuan presses his cheek against Dan Feng's taking a moment to try and collect himself. His own emotions through the bond are unbridled happiness but also concern that he's not good enough. That he has nothing to give in turn. He's not a craftsman like Yingxing and cannot offer pretty trinkets to at least give something. Another long standing doubt. It wasn't always that he wasn't sure if they loved him but he wasn't sure if he was even good enough for two of the most brilliant people on the Luofu.

The doubt flutters in and out of the happiness over the bond. Of the love he feels for Dan Feng, regardless of his insecurities. To say nothing of the exhaustion that this romp has taken on him. He's quite literally drained and terribly sore.]

I love you so much, qīn qīn.

[And he means that with all his heart and soul and it resonates through the bond. However mad he was... he never stopped loving either of them.]

[ it sweeps them both up - the intensity of the mating bite is strong and fierce, winding their souls together so that, for a brief moment, dan feng cannot tell where he ends and jing yuan begins. it's not something to be given lightly, for this connection can be as painful as it is joyous, and even through their euphoria together there is that undercurrent of grief and loss, dangerous and deep at the bottom of their hearts.

but one thing jing yuan can now be sure of is dan feng's love. his unending fondness. it's there, written clear across his soul, and while the years and pain between them may have eroded the edges, it still stands strong. their love is something that will be taken with him to the very end.

and there is something else, too.. something sharp and painful, but equally warm, aching, bleeding. yingxing. jing yuan will feel him as well, mixed in with it all, the three of them blending and roiling together, their hearts an ancient braid of twisted, confusing, thrilling emotion. despite their time apart, despite yingxing's madness, the flicker of him still remains bound up in their bond. ]

I love you, too.

[ he whispers, soft against jing yuan's skin, before he's finally sliding off of him and onto his side, though he remains close, arms coiled tightly around his lover. ]

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