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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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I wasn't fishing for a compliment.
[ but aphelios knows that, he's sure. nevertheless, when phel turns his head to grin his way, dan feng becomes immediately aware of how very close they are, their shoulders and thighs pressed together, aphelios' warm breath gusting against his lips. dan feng's heart skips, leaping up into his throat; he inhales deeply.
how long has it been since he's felt this way? hundreds of years. not since his youth. aphelios makes him feel like a foolish young man again, giddy with warm and addictive infatuation, something he thought he was far, far beyond. dan feng sees attractive people every day, and never looks twice at them, but aphelios has sunk his wicked little hooks in with relative ease, and all it took was a bit of annoying persistence, which dan feng is now terribly grateful for.
shifting in his seat, dan feng downs the last of his wine, then sets the glass aside, which frees up his hand to brush the hair back from phel's cheek, tucking it behind his ear, wanting an excuse to touch him. he's comfortably warmed by the alcohol, and while he's a confident man to begin with, the little extra boost is always helpful. with his gaze searching aphelios', watching the glint of moonlight off of his eyes, the pull between them magnetic. ]
Aphelios - I fear I'm feeling a bit reckless tonight.
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[ there's almost a tangible shift in the mood, between when dan feng presses his nose to aphelios' cheek and when he sets his now-empty wineglass on the table next to him. it slides right down aphelios' spine, warm and pleasant, and settles like a little ember in the pit of his stomach, because for once, aphelios is almost positive he isn't imagining the way dan feng is looking at him. he's been overly hopeful before—had almost embarrassed himself on their first date when he'd realized just in the nick of time that dan feng was not, in fact, leaning in to kiss him—but this time, he sits back a little and looks back into dan feng's eyes, and all he sees there is warmth and interest.
phel knows he's been quicker to come into his feelings than dan feng will be, if he catches feelings at all. that's part of the thing about being interested in someone with a lifespan several centuries longer than his own—he has to be patient, he knows he does. dan feng is worth waiting for, and so aphelios is happy to wait. but to look over at dan feng and see him looking back like this is...
he blushes all the way through his ears and turns to take another long sip of his own wine, which turns quickly into him finishing off his glass too. by the time he looks back, dan feng's hand has already reached out to tuck his hair behind his ear, a gesture that sends sparks through phel's entire body when his fingertips brush over the sensitive skin of his neck. ]
I think, [ aphelios says softly, holding dan feng's gaze, ] that I would like for you to be a little bit reckless, Dan Feng.
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.. you'll have to forgive me. [ he says softly, before he's snagging the end of one of his leather gloves in his teeth and tugging it off, letting it drop, that bared hand now slipping into aphelios' soft, cropped hair. ] Before you, I hadn't kissed anyone in a long, long time. I may be clumsy.
[ that's all the warning aphelios will get before dan feng is leaning in, closing the distance between them to press their mouths together in another warm kiss. not their first, no, but their first had been a bit more chaste. it had been warm, and lingering, but sweet - this kiss is deep from the outset. dan feng tilts his head and parts his lips almost immediately, coaxing aphelios' apart against his own. he is, in fact, not clumsy at all, mostly thanks to the wine erasing his potential nerves, leaving him feeling smooth and confident, open and ready.
dan feng's right hand, still gloved, slides to aphelios' waist as their mouths slot more firmly together, a sweet warmth washing over him like warm honey dripping down his spine. the cool night air is refreshing, flicking at his loose, dark hair, and when dan feng as last dips his tongue into aphelios' mouth he can taste the wine there, still fresh and crisp. ]
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aphelios' brain stops working. dan feng certainly isn't clumsy, not in the slightest; his tongue coaxes phel's lips to part and delves immediately inside, and aphelios moans, the sound muffled where their mouths are pressed together. it feels like being conquered. the stroke of dan feng's tongue against his own is as thoroughly arousing as a hand between his legs might be, and aphelios feels dizzy with it, a shiver running down his spine as he presses even closer to dan feng to kiss him back as best he can.
he tastes like wine and the fruit they were eating earlier, sweet and tart and fresh, and the skin of his jaw is cool when aphelios lifts a hand to press against it. a part of aphelios, the wine-drunk part probably, wants to climb into dan feng's lap and grind against him immediately; the part of him that has any sense thinks it's better to hold back. so he does hold back, just a little, enough to keep him out of dan feng's lap as they kiss and kiss again. his free hand skims fingertips through the long dark strands of dan feng's hair; he sucks dan feng's lower lip into his mouth, then bites playfully at it.
and then he pulls away, panting, his cheeks flushed high through the cheekbones and his eyes blown black with desire, pupils so dilated they swallow the pink around them. his cock is aching, and he stares up at dan feng with a look that says, perhaps more clearly than any words could, that he wants dan feng with the kind of need that would set the world ablaze. ]
If you kiss me like that again, I... [ words fail him for a moment, but gods, he's trying so hard to respect dan feng's boundaries. maybe vidyadhara don't like to fuck on the fourth date. ] I'm going to—I can't be held responsible for whatever I do, I don't think my coherent brain is gonna have any input. Gods, you can really kiss. Who said you're clumsy?
[ he's rambling, he knows, and with every rambling word he's getting closer, until their faces are nearly pressed together, noses brushing, breath gusting against each other's mouths. aphelios makes a quiet desperate noise and curls his fingers in dan feng's hair to hold him close. ]
I want... I want you so bad I can taste it. Please.
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he doesn't get hard, not yet, his cocks remaining firmly inside, but the warmth that pulses through his body is undeniable, and how exhilarating it is to feel this way, to remember what it's like to want someone. to begin falling for someone. he never expected to experience this again, but aphelios wormed his way close, peeling back the film from dan feng's eyes, melting the ice around his heart with his warmth and easy smiles.
they break apart, but dan feng stays close, at least until aphelios pulls back enough to look into his eyes. dan feng's own are hazy and lidded, his cheeks blooming with warmth, and he searches phel's face as he speaks. ]
I understand.
[ he says simply, before tugging off his second glove and reaching with both hands to haul aphelios right into his lap with surprising strength, palms smoothing down his bare thighs as he pulls them around his hips. those damnable little shorts, taunting him all night - the warm weight of him feels good, and dan feng's arousal surges. ]
Stay with me tonight.
[ is all he offers, before he's grasping the nape of aphelios' neck and tugging him in for another kiss, hot and wet and greedy. as if there could be doubt about what he wants, dan feng's long tail manifests and curls, coiling around phel's back in order to pull their bodies together even closer, keeping him securely in his lap. ]
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he's not embarrassed by it, exactly. surely dan feng could have picked up from the flush in phel's cheeks and the incoherent way he'd tried to explain how affected he is even just by dan feng's kisses. but there is something intimate about it, to press against someone this way and let them feel the physical evidence of his arousal, and that intimacy makes aphelios squirm slightly, his breath coming quick as he looks down at dan feng. ]
I— [ huh? ] —Yes.
[ there's no second thought. not even really a first thought, just the instinctive acceptance. phel knows what dan feng means and he knows what he wants, and those two things are, by some minor miracle, apparently in alignment. dan feng's palms are on his bare thighs and his body is lean and strong against phel's, and aphelios gives in to that kiss without resistance, leaning forward again to seal their mouths together.
it's not like he doesn't know dan feng is a dragon, kind of. he knows what vidyadhara are. but it's one thing to know it, and another thing to feel the length of dan feng's manifested tail curling around him to press their bodies together. it makes aphelios giggle, and then the giggle melts into a moan at the friction between them, his lips parting and tongue curling into dan feng's mouth. for another long while they kiss, again and again until finally phel pulls away, panting, and gazes at dan feng with obvious adoration in his eyes. ]
You're— [ he brings a hand up to brush his fingers over the rise of dan feng's cheekbone, where he's starting to flush too. it is perhaps the loveliest thing aphelios has ever seen. ] Beautiful.
[ he holds dan feng's face in both hands and leans in to press his lips softly to first the upper, then the lower curve of dan feng's lips. then his chin, along his jaw, over the sharp line of his cheekbone. his temple. his browbone, then right between his eyebrows where that small furrow appears when he's working. the bridge of his nose. then his lips again, soft, aching with desire. ]
Take me inside?
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they kiss, and dan feng is shameless in the way he touches aphelios, smoothing his palms down his bare thighs and up again, grasping tightly at the soft flesh before moving further up, cupping his cute, pert ass and tugging, dragging their hips together to better feel his lover's bulge against him, to give him a little bit of friction to enjoy. it's so easy to sink right into this, to kiss aphelios mindlessly, learning the shape of his mouth and the texture of his tongue, memorizing his flavor.. how lovely. how addictive.
when aphelios breaks away, dan feng watches him, his eyes lidded and hazy as he looks into his face, but when those kisses shower him, he can't help but chuckle. beautiful, is he? aphelios should look into a mirror, he thinks. but that request comes before he can say as much, and dan feng smiles. ]
With pleasure.
[ aphelios isn't a large man, but he's tall enough, yet it takes little effort at all for dan feng to pitch his weight forward and stand with aphelios in his arms.
getting to the bedroom is the more difficult feat - not because aphelios is heavy to him, but because dan feng doesn't want to stop kissing him. he pauses several times to press his lover to a wall or door, diving in for more kisses, before they at last make it to his loft bedroom, where he presses aphelios down onto the soft, dark bedcovers, kissing him again, and again, and again. ]
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there's something at once dizzying and grounding about the way dan feng presses him up against walls to kiss him on the way to the bedroom. dizzying, because every one of those kisses turns him on even further, enough to have him flushed and panting softly as his hips press against dan feng's stomach; grounding, because it feels like real, tangible evidence that dan feng wants this too, maybe just as badly as aphelios does. it would be easy for him to just carry aphelios straight to bed, if he didn't care to indulge. but he doesn't, he takes his time, and it's that as much as anything that has aphelios grinning by the time dan feng lays him back against the sheets.
his thighs spread to welcome dan feng between them, and almost immediately his hands slip down, tugging at the tuck of dan feng's shirt into the waist of his slacks. it's perfectly fitted, of course, which means it's easy to coax out from dan feng's waistband, and aphelios forgoes unbuttoning it in favor of just slipping his hands up underneath the fabric. as he arches his back up to meet dan feng, his fingertips slide almost reverently over what he can feel of dan feng's lower back, the smoothness of his skin and the occasional interruption of scales and...
scarring, which aphelios recognizes by texture, the same as he does on his own skin.
he doesn't ask. it doesn't bother him, not unless it bothers dan feng, and aphelios feels fairly sure that dan feng would let him know if he was unhappy. so he just lets his fingers keep exploring, tracing over the ridges and lines, exploring the patches of scales he finds as he slowly works dan feng's shirt up further over his back. eventually he'll have to undo the buttons, but for now, aphelios can't bring himself to stop kissing and pull away. ]
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those soft, warm thighs open right up for him, and dan feng doesn't hesitate to grind their hips together, creating warm friction that begins to rile him. the heat is slow to build in his gut, but he's getting there, can feel the moisture of his vent beginning to dampen the front of his nicely clinging boxer briefs. with a low, soft groan, he grinds against phel's cock, already so hard and hot through his awful, teasing little shorts, and he doesn't stop those wandering hands from tugging his shirt free from his trousers. aphelios' hands feel hot as hellfire as they move up his back, over scars and patches of smooth bluegreen scales.
dan feng's hands continue to grope as well, still touching those soft thighs, palming hot skin, squeezing, but soon enough he's following suit, pushing his hands up aphelios' top to seek out even more skin, eager to touch. and all the while they continue kissing, deep and hot and searching, sharing breath, dan feng's sharp fangs nipping at aphelios' lower lip, tugging, before he dives in for more. ]
Aphelios -
[ he exhales the name like a prayer, both hands surging up beneath his top, finally breaking their mouths apart just long enough to shove it up and over his head. ]
You're beautiful..
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That's my line. [ aphelios huffs a laugh, dragging his hands around so he can start to unbutton dan feng's shirt. he works from the bottom up, fingers a little clumsy despite how he tries to keep himself calm. how could he really be expected to be steady in a situation like this, with the hottest man phel has ever seen hovering over him, looking down at him like he wants to eat phel alive?
when he finally manages to get all the buttons undone, aphelios pushes the shirt backwards over dan feng's shoulders, although it'll take dan feng's assistance to get it all the way off. all that skin, revealed to him—phel can't help but marvel at it, his eyes wide and expression openly lustful as he lets his gaze trace over every inch of newly exposed skin. he wants to kiss every inch of dan feng, wants to lick every curve of muscle, wants to reduce dan feng to raw sensation. ]
Fuck. [ aphelios exhales sharply, his cock throbbing between their bodies. ] Please, I...
[ he wants more, but doesn't know how to ask for it. all he can do is show, his hands dropping to dan feng's trousers so he can unfasten those as well. it's a little easier than the shirt, fewer buttons, and before long aphelios is pushing dan feng's slacks down over his hips, revealing the clinging, slightly damp fabric of his boxer briefs.
it's not like phel hasn't noticed that there's no hard cock pressed against his in turn, but he's not foolish enough to assume that just means dan feng isn't turned on. and his assumption is proven more or less true when he slips a hand inside those boxers and finds... well, not the same kind of anatomy he has. ]
You might have to walk me through this, [ he says softly, cheeks flushing. ] How do I make you feel good?
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but then aphelios is taking the initiative to go further, brazenly opening up dan feng's trousers without further preamble, and he allows it, no complaints. of course, his anatomy is unlike most, so when aphelios' hand dives down and he finds no cock - well, his surprise is not shocking. but he doesn't seem driven off or weirded out by it either, which is a win, he thinks. there's still an easy hunger in phel's eyes. ]
Just touch me.
[ he says softly, while arching his hips downward. it's been awhile since he last got hard, so it's no wonder it's taking a moment, but his scaled vent is nicely dampened, slick and puffy from stimulation, and the slide of aphelios' hand between his legs is enough to earn a soft groan. even that much still feels good, good enough to send a pulse of pleasure through his body. ]
You'll see..
[ and if aphelios begins to explore, within the vent he'll feel the two distinct protrusions just barely slipping free. with a shuddering gasp, he slides a hand down between their bodies to guide phel's fingers where he wants them, slipping between warm, slick folds. ]
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following dan feng's guidance, he pushes his hand a little further into those boxers until his fingers encounter a slick, slightly swollen line of flesh between his thighs. watching dan feng's face to see how he responds, at first all aphelios does is tease—he spreads his fingers so he can draw them slowly up either side of dan feng's vent, stroking the puffy lips and feeling them grow even wetter under his touch. that seems to feel good, judging by the shiver that runs through dan feng and the way he groans, so for a long moment aphelios just keeps that up, letting his fingers explore the shape of dan feng's body.
there's no clitoris that he can find, so it's clearly not exactly analogous to phel's own cunt. it's this realization that prompts aphelios to explore further, slowly letting his fingers delve between slick folds to touch the wet, firm shapes contained within. he finds the head of the larger lower cock first, tracing its ridges with his fingertips, dragging them gently over the slit in the head—
and then aphelios withdraws his fingers entirely, his breath catching in his throat, hardly able to breathe around how fucking turned on he is. ]
Get on your back? I want to put my mouth on you.
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ah, it doesn't matter, in the end. he can't think enough to figure it out, doesn't care to figure it out, all he knows is that he wants more. and then those fingers draw away, and dan feng can't help but frown momentarily - until aphelios says that, and his gut immediately tightens in anticipation. yes. yes, he wants that. he's barely touched aphelios at all, which is quite unfair, he thinks, but he's not about to deny his lover anything right now, especially this.
dipping down, he presses another hot, lingering kiss to aphelios' warm mouth, before pulling away and shifting off of him, rolling onto his back. hooking his thumbs into his slacks and boxer briefs both, dan feng pushes them down over his thighs and kicks them off, now fully, gloriously nude as he reclines back against the headboard.
he looks and feels comfortable enough in his nudity, though there's a flush to his face and ears that is rising a little more quickly once he feels aphelios' eyes on him. ]
As you wish.
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aphelios feels his mouth water embarrassingly and resolves himself to one day spend however long it takes to press his lips and tongue to every single inch of this beautiful, impossible man's body.
right now, though, he's starting with this: he presses dan feng's legs slightly open with his palms flat against thighs, then draws his hands upward to rest at dan feng's hips. leaning forward, aphelios lowers his head and presses his mouth gently to the uppermost end of dan feng's vent, places a soft kiss right there before he begins to work his way down. he calls on his memories of what he likes about being eaten out and tries his best to replicate those things here, at least as much as possible—he tongues lightly along the soft, swollen outer lips, tastes the light tang of dan feng's wetness and moans softly for it. all the way down along the line of his vent, aphelios pays careful, delicate attention, intent on slowly working dan feng up little by little.
when he's moved down as far as he can go, that's when he gets to work properly. he hooks one hand around under dan feng's thigh and brings his fingers down from his pubic bone to spread his vent just slightly, allowing aphelios' tongue to slip inside. the flavor of his slick is stronger here, and as aphelios presses his tongue inside he can feel the shape of... what seems very much like a cockhead, although he's not going to bother pulling back to look just yet. he stays there for a moment, letting his tongue tease over that shape, and then moves upward again only to find... another cockhead?
smaller, this one, and retracted a little further, but as best aphelios can tell that is definitely two cocks. either that or one forked one. the image alone is enough to make him shudder with desire, his cock throbbing and dripping precum onto dan feng's expensive sheets. ]
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but those cheeky thoughts are erased the moment aphelios' mouth is between his thighs. dan feng's breath catches, and his body tenses tightly, one hand grasping in the bedcovers while the other slips into his lover's soft, wild hair, squeezing at the roots. he hums appreciatively, low in his chest like a purr, his luminous eyes fixed on aphelios, watching the way his pretty mouth works over his vent like he's being paid to eat him out. pressing his heels into the mattress, dan feng shifts his hips, rocking them upward.
once aphelios' tongue is sliding into him, however, he knows it won't take much longer for his cocks to emerge. groaning deep, dan feng rests his head back against the headboard and closes his eyes for a moment, all the better to feel the wet slide of that tongue into his vent, teasing against his cockheads. he's good at this. the fierce, possessive dragon in his heart immediately hates whoever aphelios learned this from, but he immediately calms - dan feng, after all, was the one who resisted this for so long, and they're not even officially a thing yet.. are they? four dates, and sex. how official does that make them?
that'll be a discussion that comes soon. tonight, probably, once they're both coherent again.
for now, dan feng tightens his hold in teal hair, his cocks slipping further free, and the more attention aphelios gives them, the larger and harder they become, until at last two cocks are straining, stiff and ridged between his thighs, pearlescent precum beading at their tips. lips parted around hard breaths, he watches aphelios' face. ]
Is this.. all right?
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he can feel the shift inside dan feng, feels it mostly in his tongue as he continues to lick deep into the slick heat of dan feng's vent. it becomes apparent quickly that the firmer shapes tucked inside are indeed cockheads; as they begin to slide free of the vent, aphelios shifts to lick and suck at the shafts instead, making sure to get his mouth on as much of each cock as he can manage until they're fully hard, standing proudly from between dan feng's thighs.
when aphelios sits back, he licks his lips unconsciously but obviously, his gaze fixed on the sight of dan feng's cocks and his cheeks flushed deep red. it's certainly a look of arousal, which makes dan feng's question almost funny—how the fuck is aphelios supposed to say out loud that he's wondering whether it's appropriate to suggest dp for a first time? ]
Is it—yes, gods, of course it's all right. [ he scoots a little closer, still on his knees, and reaches both hands out so he can stroke along the slick lengths, root to tip, before thumbing over the pearlescent precum beading at the slits. ] Is it... they're so... you're gorgeous.
[ is that weird to say? maybe it is. but hopefully dan feng will forgive him in the face of how breathlessly turned on aphelios is right now. he drags his gaze away from dan feng's cocks and looks up into his face instead, deciding, despite himself, that probably trying to take both of them at once tonight would be a bit too ambitious. ]
I haven't done this in a while, [ he admits after a second, his ears blazing pink. ] You might need to spend a little extra time...
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he's even more beautiful when he looks abashed like that, his ears reddening. dan feng smiles. ]
I'll take care of you.
[ dan feng's tail coils, then sweeps around aphelios back, scooping him in nearer, the feathered end of his tail dragging along phel's spine. he hums appreciatively at the hand on his cocks, but he can't let himself get too excited from touch along - not when they both want more.
his left hand holds to aphelios' hip, while his right reaches toward the nightstand, rolling open the drawer, and inside there's a sleek bottle of lubricant, as well as two boxes of unopened condoms. he.. prepared for this, all right. he didn't know if this would come tonight, or months from now, but he wasn't about to be caught unawares. thankfully he thought to buy it all earlier in the week, knowing their next date was coming up. at the time, he'd thought he was being a little too hopeful..
plucking up the bottle in his hand, he pops the top open deftly with his thumb. ]
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he's still blushing, but as he meets dan feng's gaze, even fully nude and aroused as he is and with dan feng's hand moving down between his legs, aphelios looks... happy. contentedly so, his gaze tracing the lines of dan feng's face, eyes full of affection and desire. so maybe he's making it obvious that he has a big, fat crush on dan feng, but who can blame him? ]
You always take care of me.
[ and it's true. even though they're not a thing, dan feng has been nothing but perfectly respectful to aphelios, holding doors and pulling out seats, listening with his full focus as aphelios talks, noting apehlios' tastes and preferences and even the pineapple allergy aphelios had mentioned exactly once and then promptly forgotten he said anything about. of course it makes sense that dan feng will take good care of him in this, too. ]
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That's because you're so cute.
[ he says softly, a light chuckle in his throat. it's true that he's been a bit of a gentleman when it comes to fussing over aphelios on their dates, but he's an old man, which means he's old fashioned, too; really, he's just a polite man. but aphelios seemed to respond well to it, so he was happy to continue taking care of him. he'll take care of him now, as well.
dan feng is bold, there's no hesitation as he slides his slicked fingertips along the seam of aphelios' ass, rubbing circles around his tight, sensitive hole, the hand at his lover's hip moving around to curl around his cock. it's warm and so smooth compared with his own, he likes the heat and weight of it against his palm, the soft, silky skin, and he's sure to stroke him deeply as two fingertips press carefully past that ring of muscle and into aphelios' body.
the clinging heat makes his cocks both twitch in anticipation, but he's careful still, slow as he stretches his lover's hole delicately open. ]
Doing all right?
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his hips shift slightly, rocking into dan feng's touch, and aphelios exhales a slow breath as he makes himself relax around those exploring fingers. the stretch burns just the littlest bit, but it's a pleasant sensation when coupled with the intimacy of the touch and the pleasure of dan feng's hand moving over his cock. ]
Yes. [ phel breathes it out almost in a moan, and when he meets dan feng's eyes his own gaze is a little glassy with pleasure. ] It feels good... more. Please.
[ he's tight still, but he knows what his body can handle, and he knows that he can take dan feng's fingers deeper. for now, aphelios manages to keep a tight handle on his patience, appreciating the experience of being prepped for what it is: not just an in-between step that can be rushed through, but a give and take of pleasure in its own right.
and still, between them his hand continues to move, stroking dan feng steadily and smearing thick precum over the head and shaft of his cock. despite his patience, the longer phel touches him the more he can't stop imagining what it'll feel like to have this gorgeous, ridged dick inside him, and the thought is enough to make him shiver and twitch. ]
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more, he asks for, and dan feng immediately assents. his long, slim fingers slide deeper, and deeper still he reaches the last knuckle, feeling that tight, enveloping heat. aeons, but he can hardly wait to be deep inside - ]
Good boy.. [ he whispers, rewarding his patience with a gentle squeeze to his cock, thumb toying with the tip, teasing through the slit. ] So good for me.
[ it's an easy thing to curl his fingers just so, to search out that sweet spot inside his lover, finding that warm lump and applying a little pressure, just enough to make him arch, to give him a taste of what's to come. and all the while aphelios is doing a lovely job of keeping him nice and hard, though at this point, now that he's emerged and stiffened, now that he has phel spread over his lap and aching to be fucked, he's not in any danger of losing his erections, not until he's fucked his partner deep into the mattress, until he can't walk straight for the next several hours.
dan feng is a patient man, but he's beginning to feel the anticipation building, his abdomen tensing up tightly, his breath rushing in a hard exhale as he rocks his hips, pushing his lower cock through the circle of aphelios' deft fingers. ]
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[ careful or he'll find out a little more about aphelios than he bargained for, namely how very much he enjoys being praised in bed. it's not like phel is embarrassed about his praise kink, but not everyone likes to toy with that sort of thing so early on in a budding relationship(? or whatever they are).
it's easy to give himself over to the new sensation of those two fingers pushing deeper, rubbing up inside him in the most deliciously intimate of ways. it makes his breath hitch and his hips jolt slightly, his own cock rubbing lightly against dan feng's lower stomach and leaving a trail of sticky precum in its wake. after a moment, phel shifts again, adjusting so that when he rocks his hips forward, his own cock rubs up against dan feng's; he wraps his hand around both of them loosely, holding their lengths together so they can grind against each other.
it's as clear an indicator of anything how different their sizes are, like this. phel has what he considers a pretty average-sized cock, not huge but nothing to sneeze at either, and as he rocks his hips to rub it along the underside of dan feng's ridged length, it absolutely dwarfs his own. already aphelios can imagine what it's going to feel like inside him, wonders if he's going to be able to see the bulge of it in his belly when he sits all the way down on it. ]
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speaking of which - that leaves him with a free hand now, which he uses to smooth up and down aphelios' thigh, palming and squeezing the supple flesh there, kneading it with his fingertips while his opposite fingers work in and out a little more quickly, feeling aphelios loosening up for him. but it's still not enough. dan feng's cocks are by no means small, two fingers simply won't do it, so he's soon sliding in a third as well, picking up the pace, a little less careful now as he fucks his pretty lover on his fingers.. though he won't be so rough as to hurt him.
if he wants to be hurt, well, like his praise kink, that's a conversation for another time!! ]
Are you ready for me?
[ he murmurs after several more long moments, once he feels that aphelios has loosened up as much as he'll be able to with fingers alone. dan feng's patience is slowly beginning to run thin, but he won't push too hard if aphelios isn't ready for him yet. still, he hisses through sharp teeth as he bucks his hips upward, pushing through aphelios' fingers, rubbing the ridged underside of his dick up against his, feeling the pulsing heat of him against his cock and around his fingers both. ]
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the increased pace along with the additional finger is perfect, and it makes phel's back arch, his head tipping back slightly as he gasps. his hips rock down as if to take dan feng's fingers deeper, and while he clenches around them inside him, it's no longer a response of discomfort but rather one of pleasure, of wanting to feel more intensely.
it might have been a while since he did this, but aphelios' body clearly still remembers how it goes. he can feel himself loosening, relaxing around dan feng's fingers, until finally when dan feng asks if he's ready, aphelios feels that it's the truth to say, ] Yeah—
[ but he can't resist the temptation to grind one more time against dan feng's cock, feeling its ridged surface rub over the underside of his own cock. gods, that's going to feel so good inside him. phel reaches for the lube where dan feng had left it on the bed, then carefully slicks his own hand—dan feng doesn't entirely seem to need it, between the precum and his own natural lubrication, but for a first time aphelios thinks a little extra won't go amiss.
he doesn't hurry dan feng to remove his fingers from aphelios' body, just strokes over the thicker of his two cocks with a slick palm until he does so of his own accord. it's then that aphelios shifts to straddle dan feng's hips, lifting himself up to guide his cock between phel's thighs and then sitting back until he feels the head of it nudge up against his stretched hole.
a deep, calming breath, quiet and just a little unsteady with arousal, and then aphelios begins to sink down onto dan feng's cock. immediately, it's like nothing he's ever felt before—the angles of it, the ridges, even the shape of the head as it passes through his entrance and presses deeper inside of him. aphelios tries to bite his lip on a groan, but it's still audible, just muffled; his thighs tremble, and he drops his chin to his chest to look between his own thighs, watching dan feng's cock disappear into his body, a little further with every steady rock of his hips. ]
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aphelios beats him to everything, in fact, and before he knows it, his beautiful young paramour is straddling him, so eager to begin taking his cock that it makes dan feng blush. he might've foregone sex all these centuries for good reason, but it's certainly nice to remember what it's like to feel wanted, to feel needed. it's a bittersweet feeling after all this time, but dan feng won't let the ghosts of his past ruin this. he promptly banishes those thoughts.
which is easy enough to do, once aphelios begins sliding down onto his cock. he'd thought perhaps that phel might take the smaller one, but clearly he's feeling ambitious - it's incredibly difficult to keep still as he slowly, slowly lowers himself, that tight heat enough to make him gasp, his eyes flickering shut. ]
Phel -
[ he whispers softly, both hands clutching at aphelios' hips, squeezing tightly to ground himself; it feels like an eternity before his lover is finally fully seated in his lap, and even then, dan feng doesn't dare yet to move. he'll give him a little bit of time to grow accustomed to his size. dan feng's thumbs rub hard circles into the hollows of aphelios' hips, and he groans low and deep in his throat, his tail curling, thumping hard against the mattress, his chest rising and falling with every barely controlled breath. ]
Please..
[ he can't stand it anymore. after several long, agonizing moments, dan feng renews his grasp and rocks his hips upward, eager for movement, for that wonderful slick slide. ]
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