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 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.

[Jing Yuan brightens at being told he can and he happily nuzzles into Dan Feng, continuing to rub their cocks together, his own dripping onto both of his partner's.]

It won't hurt you, right? [He doesn't quite know how it all works down there only that it's different and he loves every part of it and always has.] I only have the memory of Yingxing and you...

If its uncomfortable at all I don't... I won't.

[He presses his lips to Dan Feng's and then his cheeks and along his jaw. And then he sucks a mark on his neck, one of many at this point. As their time together has gone on he's had a desire to leave a mark of his own. A bite, naturally, won't do anything, of course. But he leaves his mark all the same, hoping to show his affection not just through the bond but through the physical as well.]

[ dan feng's expression softens around the edges, one hand lifting to rest against jing yuan's cheek, thumb smoothing beneath his eye. ]

It isn't uncomfortable. It feels good for me.

[ he murmurs, shifting their bodies together with a soft hum. his vent is already nicely slicked from the arousal of their movement together, it will be an easy thing for jing yuan to take him as he pleases. lifting his hips, he grinds them together, rubbing the wet folds of his vent along the underside of his lover's stiff cock, allowing him to feel the warm moisture. ]

You won't hurt me.

[ his genitalia might be mostly vestigial, but they still behave just fine. ]

[Jing Yuan nods at this, leaning into the hand on his cheek. He breathes a sigh of contentment despite his currently achingly hard state. It just feels... blissful. All of this does. It's coming to an end soon so he savors it while he can.

His breath stutters at the feel of the wet folds of the vent along his cock. His eyes flutter and he rocks his hips against it, dragging his cock along the inviting passage. Aeons... How he's wanted this for hundreds of years.]

I just wanted to be sure...

[He shifts his hips slightly and coaxes his cock into the warm wet depths. With how he's had his face between Dan Feng's legs these past few days and his fingers constantly delving beneath to bring orgasm after orgasm to his partner he knows he can just slide himself in at this point. So that's what he does, hilting himself completely in a smooth but slow motion.]

You feel more incredible than I imagined. [He leans down to kiss Dan Feng's lips, sweet and lingering but nothing too deep.] And I imagined so frequently when I was younger...

[ jing yuan slides into him so easily, so effortlessly that it makes dan feng shudder, his walls trembling, tightening up around the invading cock in shallow pulses. aeons, it's good.. he gasps, closes his eyes, and arches his back delicately off of the bed, humming low in his throat. it's been quite awhile since he's been taken this way. hundreds of years. ]

Qin ai de..

[ he whispers, running his hands over jing yuan's shoulders and chest as he parts his thighs further, allowing his lover to slide even deeper inside of him, until he's buried to the root. his own cocks twitch, spilling pearlescent pre against his belly. ]

You should have asked. I would have given you anything.

[ both of them would have. yingxung and dan feng may very well have been deeply in love, but they doted on their third so sweetly, they loved jing yuan just as intensely, loved his smile and his warmth. he regrets that he did not show that love in better ways, that he ever gave jing yuan the opportunity to doubt them, to think that he was somehow lesser for having been the third. ]

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[Regret simmers despite his best efforts. There's no need to rehash it. He was foolish and doubted his own value. It made him not reach out more or ask and in the end he convinced himself that he should just be happy to have what he did.]

I'm sorry... [He cups Dan Feng's face, pressing an apologetic kiss to those lips. He keeps it lingering and soft, trying to get his intentions across even though the bond already does that for him.] When we're together again I won't make the same mistake again. I promise...

[They'll be reunited eventually... hopefully. He rocks his hips slowly now that he's been fully sheathed for lengthy few moments. His thrusts are gentle wanting to be mindful. Despite his lover's comment he does worry about hurting him. He wants to be careful and treat Dan Feng with all the love and affection he can. Their nights together are drawing to a close.

And it's tempting... It's so tempting to tap into that young man that was left behind all those centuries ago and beg him to stay. But he can't... He can't make Dan Feng stay. And every moment they stay here together they draw Blade's ire. He can feel it like a prickle in the back of his mind. Confused more often than not that this bond has been reawoken but angry... So much rage within the man that it fills Jing Yuan's heart with deep sorrow.

And none of this can be hidden from his present partner. Each regret and concern and hope buzz between them. But it's good... It keeps him honest and when it comes to his own feelings and wants he's never been terribly sincere about it all. After all, it's why he went so long thinking his lovers didn't love him as much as they loved each other.]

[ dan feng can feel it, that little spike of regret, and he shakes his head, chasing it away with the kiss that jing yuan bestows upon him. it's all in the past now, he does not need to feel regret, dan feng only wants him to know and understand how cherished he was. back then, he was not terribly good at showing it, he was not a particularly warm individual.. he still isn't, but now they have the bond, at least, through which jing yuan can feel his true heart, and all the things that dan feng has left unspoken. they're there now, flowing between their hearts and souls.

but he feels it, too.. their old lover's ferocity. wherever he is, blade is furious and aching, and dan feng knows that he must meet that rage head on soon, for better or for worse.

not now, though. their time remaining together is short, and dan feng will not waste it on worries for the future; instead he will remain fixed on the moment, on his lover over him, sliding deep, deep into his body, moving so gently, so sweetly.. dan feng moans quietly, his hands skimming jing yuan's sides. they kiss, and it's warm and yielding and slow - for a few moments, at least. it isn't long before the kiss grows in heat and hunger, dan feng lapping into jing yuan's mouth as his hips work, rocking upward, taking his cock in deep. ]

Faster, love..

[ he whispers, his thighs pressing to jing yuan's hips, urging him gently onward. ]

[His tongue drags Dan Feng's lips a deep satisfied groan escaping him as he sinks into his lover's vent. His thrusts and slow and patient and he can't help but tremble at the sensation. His senses feel overloaded and electric. And at Dan Feng's gentle insistence does he start thrusting a bit faster.

It's a build up but not a slow one. It's taking a lot of restraint not to just slam into the other as hard and as fast as he can. He wants to pace himself and to savor this moment and experience... It may never come again. But they've been going at it quite a bit these past few days and he can't last as long as he did when they first began. Even the release is much less than it was before, having been drained over and over again in their activities.

He nuzzles into Dan Feng's neck as he fucks him. His teeth nibble at the skin there, along the many marks he's left and suckles in another one, nipping at the skin before running his tongue along the teeth marks.]

Can I... Can I come inside you? [He whispers his want against the pointed ear, brushing his lips along the shell.] Please, qīn qīn~

[ they're both of them marked up, bruised and bitten and scratched, and dan feng could have healed them up but he wants to take them with him, to keep the scars of their love close, so he has let them be, and jing yuan's, too. and now he feels yet another bruise sucked into his skin, the sensation making him twist and groan, his hips still rocking, taking jing yuan deep inside of him with every thrust of their bodies. ]

Please..

[ he whispers harshly, turning his head to further expose his throat to jing yuan. yes, of course he wants him to come inside of him, wants to feel his lover fill him up as he has filled up jing yuan so many times. he wouldn't deny either of them that pleasure or satisfaction.

jing yuan is fucking him harder now, their bodies clapping together with every snap of their bodies, and dan feng is panting hard, flushed all over and moaning as his lover shoves into him, slick sliding between them, his cocks aching against his stomach, weeping precum liberally against his stomach. he'll miss this, he'll miss it so much - making love to jing yuan all week has been an incredible pleasure and a wonderful privilege. the brush of jing yuan's breath and lips to his sensitive ear makes him arch, his tail sliding around the back of his lover's leg and holding there while he writhes, driven closer to the edge with every hard thrust. ]

Fill me up.. please fill me up..

[He grips both of Dan Feng's cocks in his hand, pumping him wildly and out of sync with his thrusts. He's too close for it to matter all that much. His thumb brushes against the pointed tip, regrettably he's unable to give the same kind of attention to both.

His hips pound into Dan Feng's, feeling the slick of his vent spill out past him. Aeons, it feels so good and he knows he's not going to last too much longer. Not with his lover's erotic pleas for him to release deep into him. So with a few more deep powerful thrusts he spills himself within the other. It's not a great deal, having been quite spent over and and over again through the week but he gives Dan Feng all he has. Every drop.

As he releases he keeps stroking those cocks, needing his partner to spill once more. They're nearing the end of this lengthy romp... He know they don't have too much time. Their last day is waning hour by hour... But it's not over just yet. Still a bit too soon to say goodbye...]

I love you...

[He whispers the words softly against one of those pointed ears before pressing a kiss to his temple. Words aren't enough which is why the bond is so good in getting that across. He loves him. He loves them both so much. No matter what happens after this parting that won't change.]

[ ah, there it is.. jing yuan releases into him, warm and wet, filling him up, and it might not be a great deal, no, but it's still more than enough to please and satisfy dan feng. he gasps, arches, pushing his cocks through jing yuan's fingers to chase those last threads of pleasure.

with a rush of heat and a sharp cry, dan feng comes hard, harder perhaps than previously for how long it has been since he's been fucked - hundreds of years now, since anyone last filled his vent. cum spills over his lover's fingers, pooling on his belly as dan feng twists against the sheets, panting and gasping, his cocks twitching as they release the last few beads of pearly spend. and then come those sweet words against his ear, and dan feng sighs softly, closing his eyes and sliding his arms around jing yuan's shoulders. ]

I love you, too.

[ his vent flutters and pulses, locking in tightly around jing yuan's cock to keep it inside even as it softens. they have a mating bite between them now, after all, his body is responding a little differently to being filled, wanting to keep his lover inside of him. his tail flicks, coiling around jing yuan's leg. a painful ache ripples through their bond. ]

I want this to last forever.

[Oh, he wants it too... He wants this to last for all time. And his heart aches through their bond that it simply... cannot be. The General rolls onto his side, holding Dan Feng in his arms and nuzzling against him. Full of endless love for the other man.

All he can do is hold him... He can make no promises or agree to these promised tomorrows. He can only try to be there.

But no sad thoughts... not now. Not here. Instead he tucks himself beneath Dan Feng's jaw, breathing out slow as he tries to recuperate from that intense and pleasurable experience. And he is still revelling in the shared sensation of their bond and he can feel the echo of how hard and how intense his lover just came. They've got quite the mess to show for it too and it's clear another bath is in order. The cooling release on his hand and the slick that covers the both of them. So much of this weekend has just been them going from the bed to the bath with a quick meal in between their physical excursions. He's so exhausted and yet so deeply satisfied.]

Thank you... [He tucks himself further against Dan Feng, relishing in the sensation of the vent still squeezing around his softening cock.] I always wanted to know what it felt like to have you in such a way.

[ no, it cannot be. neither of them are irresponsible enough, or selfish enough, to do what they want to do, to stay together. they are both heavy with obligation - dan feng, to yingxing, and jing yuan, to the luofu. only once they have completed their tasks can they take the time to be selfish again, and find one another. closing his eyes, dan feng sighs, his arms curled around his lover. ]

You hardly have to thank me, but.. you can have me however you like, you need only ask.

[ dan feng would pull down the stars for those he loves. it's his greatest strength, and his greatest weakness, as well. it was for the love of his people and his lovers and friend that he did what he did, after all, too overcome by grief to consider the consequences.

it's in the past now. in this moment, they should focus on one another. dan feng closes his eyes, nudging his nose to jing yuan's temple, a soft rumble in his throat. ]

[Dan Feng means physically... of course. Because if he was allowed to have him however he liked he would simply have him here. Forever.

Tears burn again in his eyes and he blinks them away but their bond will sell him out in an instant. So be it. He simply rolls back on top of Dan Feng, rocking his hips into the other. He's still inside and soft but that's not going to stop him.]

Then I'll just have you again... I'll carve a place for myself inside you. A place that you'll still feel the echos of as you leave. That will linger when you confront Yingxing. I want some part of myself to be there when you reconcile and have each other... So that he can feel me too.

[He runs his hands down Dan Feng's slender sides, thumbs brushing along the hip bones before he takes a firmer grip, still rocking gently into his lover. It is giving his cock reason to twitch with exhausted yet renewed interest.]

In case I don't make it... I want you to remember me.

[ he means physically, yes, but truth be told.. if push came to shove, and jing yuan asked him to stay.. well. that hardly matters, because he won't ask that, and shouldn't, for a great number of reasons. yet in so many ways, dan feng wishes that he would.

nevertheless, he's rolled onto his back again, and he can't help the way he smiles when jing yuan rocks his hips, his softened cock already beginning to twitch to attention again, deep inside of his body. ]

Mm.. I suppose I'll allow it.

[ he murmurs, almost playfully, as he reaches to slide both hands into jing yuan's thick hair, feeling how soft it is, even when tousled. his long legs shift, both of them curling around jing yuan's middle, locking him in place as they move together, and it's an easy thing to stir his cloudhymn magic to revitalize them both, refreshing their refractory periods with ease. he's been making use of this a great deal, this week.. ]

But I'll always remember you, my love. Until we see one another again.

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