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i want that can't sleep love
[ truth be told, dan feng is a little bit nervous.
they've been waiting to try this for quite a long time, after all, and with the kemmering finally approaching, well.. what better opportunity could there be? his mate's heat will stimulate dan feng's own rut, they'll both be at their most fertile, there's no reason not to at least give it a chance. no reason to be pessimistic, however low the chances might be. if they don't try, the chances will always be zero.
dan feng has made everything as comfortable for them as possible. their shared sprawling penthouse is clean, dinner is prepared, and anything they could possibly need or want is laid out. he's cleared out a space in their sunken common area, and lined it with thick blankets, pillows and cushions, like a nest, so they can be close to the kitchen and bathroom if necessary, and they can enjoy the view of the city together. there's even a bottle of white wine chilling in a silver bucket on a low table, beside two glasses.
he's dressed lightly, in simple hanfu, one pale green robe with a sash, his feet bare and his hair loose, all ornaments and jewelry removed and laid aside.
when aphelios arrives home, he will find dan feng sitting comfortably in the nest in the half lotus position, eyes closed as he meditates, eyes closed, and in his lap.. are several soft, beautiful, pearlescent eggs wrapped in silk, and kept close to absorb his warmth. he breathes deeply, calming and centering himself as he waits. ]
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they've been waiting to try this for quite a long time, after all, and with the kemmering finally approaching, well.. what better opportunity could there be? his mate's heat will stimulate dan feng's own rut, they'll both be at their most fertile, there's no reason not to at least give it a chance. no reason to be pessimistic, however low the chances might be. if they don't try, the chances will always be zero.
dan feng has made everything as comfortable for them as possible. their shared sprawling penthouse is clean, dinner is prepared, and anything they could possibly need or want is laid out. he's cleared out a space in their sunken common area, and lined it with thick blankets, pillows and cushions, like a nest, so they can be close to the kitchen and bathroom if necessary, and they can enjoy the view of the city together. there's even a bottle of white wine chilling in a silver bucket on a low table, beside two glasses.
he's dressed lightly, in simple hanfu, one pale green robe with a sash, his feet bare and his hair loose, all ornaments and jewelry removed and laid aside.
when aphelios arrives home, he will find dan feng sitting comfortably in the nest in the half lotus position, eyes closed as he meditates, eyes closed, and in his lap.. are several soft, beautiful, pearlescent eggs wrapped in silk, and kept close to absorb his warmth. he breathes deeply, calming and centering himself as he waits. ]
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You're telling me. [ he grins, then kisses dan feng again. he doesn't have to tell phel twice that they're not small—he did just fit them one by one all the way up into his womb, after all. but hearing dan feng say that it makes sense for him to be able to feel them does make him feel less like he might just be wishful thinking, and content in that knowledge, aphelios settles down again and resumes his stroking over dan feng's chest. ]
Mm... five minutes. [ he wants just a little more cuddling, a little more closeness. phel tilts his head back to make his very best puppy eyes up at dan feng, then smiles. ] And then tea, please.
[ it's not his fault that dan feng makes it so difficult to get out of bed. looking like he does, feeling like he does, his skin cool against phel's warmer body and his tail wrapped secure and reassuring around aphelios' back... even though the prospect of a bath is nice, the idea of having to get out of their nest to get to the bath lacks a certain appeal.
after a few more luxurious minutes spent doing absolutely nothing but lounging, though, aphelios does finally let his thigh slip from where it was resting over dan feng's hip. his cocks have long since softened and retracted back into that vent between his thighs, and at long last aphelios' desire to clean up a little has started to win out over his desire to stay in bed forever.
he shifts and starts to sit up, only to feel a gush of fluid between his thighs that makes him snap his knees closed immediately. ] —Oh.