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 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. ]

[For Jing Yuan's part there are many emotions that swirl about that now Dan Feng can feel. His youthful fondness and yearning for the High Elder. The uncertainty and doubt he'd felt that only grew and festered in the centuries that followed. The grief and despair at all that transpired. The crippling loneliness for hundreds upon hundreds of years. There is the desperation to save Dan Feng's reincarnation and the joy at succeeding and the gentle yearning ache that all ties back to who Dan Heng came from. The stern reminder from that young man about who he is not and the renewed ache of loss he feels at being reminded.

But now there is joy to be felt as they're bonded together. Joy and happiness and relief. And though they will be parted before long but there is the sensation of a burden lifted that as the end of his years draws near he has someone to go to. It's a relief, truly, to not have to wonder. That before he loses his mind completely he'll be in the arms of someone who cares. He's, admittedly, doubtful that Dan Feng can get Blade to come around but... If there is anyone that can it would be him.

That he can feel Yingxing at all is a curious thing and he closes his eyes to focus on it. To see if he can reach out in any way though their shared link... He has not bitten in turn, unable to, so it is only through the connected bond of Dan Feng. But he does wonder if the other can feel him added to the mix after all this time. To feel the bond be renewed and stir. He suspects that if he was able to he'd descend upon the Luofu in a flurry of anger and madness.

They'll have to see how that all pans out in the years to come. For now he continues to take in the moment, attempting to get himself to settle and calm. His whole body both hums in both satisfaction and an incredible ache. Maybe everyone has always been right and that taking both was a poorly thought out idea but... he's deeply glad to have done it.

Jing Yuan rolls with Dan Feng, continuing to cling to him as the other moves to his side. He noses under his lover's chin, breathing still a bit heavy and there is a tremble running through him but he's settling, slowly but surely.]

Can we do that again?

[How he still manages to sound cheeky after all of that is a skill, truly. But even though the answer will likely be no he still smiles against the other's skin, feeling another wave of sleep try and take him. Staying awake will be a challenge but he doesn't want to miss any time together.]

[ dan feng feels it all, and he makes no attempt to push it away. he wants the full flood of jing yuan's heart, the good and the ugly both, and he allows it to wash over him without interruption, a soft hum in the back of his throat, his eyes closed. pain, grief, love, uncertainty, relief, fondness, playfulness, betrayal, love, love, love..

it ripples between them, and despite all the pain tied up in their bond, there is always love.

that this renewed connection might stir something in yingxing is.. something that dan feng had considered in the time since jing yuan asked him for his mating bite, but in the end, he wanted to give his old lover everything he needed to feel loved and cherished. should it cause their third to fly into a mad rage, well, only time will tell, and dan feng thinks that he feels it, a ripple of pain and ire along the link between them, but the feeling is faint, distant, and could very well be a figment of his own mind. yingxing is, after all, very far from them both.

whatever comes of bringing jing yuan into their bond.. will be worth it, in the end, to give them both the satisfaction of a connection that longed to be forged, a wound that needed to be healed.

also. jing yuan, you're a little shit. ]

Absolutely not, my greedy little lion.

[ he says roughly, and it's tempting to stir his cloudhymn magic to heal his lover again, but he'll allow jing yuan to savor the ache for just a little bit longer. he slips his fingers through the fluffy hair before jing yuan's eyes, pushing it back to better look into his handsome face, his tail coiling over his hips and behind him. ]

Get some rest.

[His lips are curled into a most mischievous smile when Dan Feng brushes his hair from his face to look upon him. He can't help it... It reminds him of the old days.

But truly... Yingxing's presence is terribly missed. Especially with the faint hint of his connection. It breaks his heart a little... It was Yingxing he tried to pursue first knowing Dan Feng was out of the question and to find them together he... He thought it was extra hopeless.

Jing Yuan leans into the hand that's fussing with his hair, eyes fluttering closed with his smile turning a little sad.]

I hope you find him but... Before you leave I'll tell you what to expect. He's very different from the man you knew. And you should be ready for what that entails. [His breath comes out a little shaky, emotions heavy due to the new found connection and binds.] But I miss him just as terribly.

[That said... rest is needed. He tucks himself back against his lover, savoring their connection. Long sought and coveted... To have it makes him so glad. Happiness and fondness resonate from the new bound and through it all he still tries to reach out to Yingxing... wanting to know he's missed and needed. But... if Blade can feel that is difficult to say. It's worth a try as far as he's concerned and he keep making an effort even as he drifts off.]

[ it matters little that they only woke an hour ago, dan feng has worn his lover out both physically and emotionally, and jing yuan needs to rest a little longer to recover. dan feng himself could stay up, could climb from the bed and mill about the estate, and truly it's tempting to get up, if only to prepare food and a bath for jing yuan, but.. he wants to remain near to him, especially with the bond so fresh. it will need time to settle, to weave itself tightly together.

they can care for one another all they want, later, for what scant few days they have left, before dan feng must take his leave. he can't help but be angry with himself for taking so long to bridge this gap. weeks he has been here, awaiting the astral express, haunting these halls like a ghost, miserable and snappish..

.. but, ah, regret will not bring back those days. it will not bring back anything.

so instead dan feng settles himself, sliding his arms around jing yuan and pulling him in close, their bodies nestled together, their legs tangled, and with his chin resting atop that fluffy head, dan feng closes his eyes and slips into meditative rest. ]

[More rest, a couple meals, and lots more sex fill their next couple of days. It's been a very cathartic time together. He's very achy having had so much marathon sex in so short a time but he's incredibly content by it. Loving making with their bond has been nothing short of mind blowing.

They're fresh out of a bath, his hair damp and loose around his face and he's currently straddling Dan Feng's hips, kissing him hungrily, back on the bed once more. His fingers are buried deep in Dan Feng's lovely dark hair.

He nips at his lover's lips, grinding his hips against his as well.]

It was always Yingxing's to take but... [He nuzzles against Dan Feng's jaw, their bond thrumming contently. H's gotten good at navigating his feelings through it and he lets his current want be known and that it is a genuine feeling he has.] Let me take your vent... Just once.

[He wants to leave his claim or mark, as it were, before they have to part. And he has always wanted to.]

[ dan feng can hardly explain how much he's missed it, but he doesn't need to explain anything at all, not when their bond thrums between them, carrying his heart along with it, his desires and his needs and his aches. he's quite sure he's never had so much sex in so short a time in all of his long life - after all, as a vidyadhara, his appetite was never so strong as yingxing's and a young jing yuan's - but this week has been an exception. they need this, this chance to reconnect, to show each other how much they need one another in ways that words cannot express.

besides, there's no guarantee that they will have this chance again. no guarantee that jing yuan will find him, in the end. no guarantee that blade won't strike dan feng down dead in a fit of madness and passion. so very many things could go wrong, and likely will.. the chances of getting through to yingxing are incredibly slim. but still, he must try, and he cannot stay here, no matter how he aches to.

so they take advantage of this time that they have, and the days are beautiful and memorable, filled with laughter and smiles, touching and weeping and plenty of backbreaking sex that neither of them are young enough for, but that they strive toward anyway, in passion and in desperation and in love. jing yuan is over him now, their hips shifting together, cocks rubbing warm together, skin against soft, endless skin.. ]

Hmm?

[ dan feng feels the request even before he hears it, and it takes him by surprise. jing yuan had never shown desire in taking him before, dan feng had always assumed it had been due to his lover's own lack of interest in it, but it would seem that that is not the case. dan feng softens, gathering jing yuan's face in his hands and kissing him slow, their bond rippling with sweet affection. ]

Ai de, you may have me any way you wish.

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