loong | i want that can't sleep love

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. ]

texting

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only | Expand All

[ the first time aphelios saw the luofu, he had been utterly gobsmacked by its sheer size, the beauty of it, the majesty. it really is like a small planet hovering on the horizon, so large that it can't come too close for fear of disrupting tides—while aphelios is slightly more used to the sight of it now, he still finds it breathtaking. it's so... alive, bustling with trade, bursting with people and culture. and to think it's here for so somber a purpose.

the interval between dan feng's golden light glowing in his hand and the arrival of the starskiff bearing jing yuan feels impossibly short, although aphelios knows it must take minutes. soon, its doors hiss open and jing yuan's figure emerges from the pneumatic steam. once, aphelios might have sulked about the other man's presence—right now, he finds himself terribly grateful.

briefly, dan feng's hand is warm at the small of his back, but aphelios sees the intent even more dan feng does, and so he steps to the side, removing himself from arms' reach as jing yuan envelops dan feng in a warm, encompassing embrace.

from his position slightly to the side, aphelios cups his hands under his belly to support it and just watches the way dan feng folds into jing yuan's arms. there's no envy in him, no jealousy. this, he thinks, is most likely just what dan feng needs: the love and comfort of someone who knows how badly his heart aches right now and who can show him that he's still deserving of love, regardless.

it's only when the two of them pull apart, however long it takes, that aphelios steps closer again to rejoin dan feng at his side. he reaches out to take jing yuan's hand, squeezes it gently in greeting. ]

Thank you for coming.

[ the embrace should have been expected - this is jus the sort of man that jing yuan is. he's a strong and capable arbiter-general, yes, but right now it is only the three of them, there is no need to stand on ceremony when they have both lost someone important to them, even if, truthfully, yingxing died long ago. nevertheless, jing yuan's warmth and familiar scent help to relax a tight knot in dan feng's chest, and he sighs softly, haltingly, his hands squeezing in the back of jing yuan's coat. dan feng's eyes flood with tears, but he blinks them back, pulling in a deep breath.

when they part, jing yuan's hands rest momentarily on dan feng's shoulders, squeezing gently, before he drops them down, just in time for aphelios to take one in his own smaller hands.

a soft smile curves jing yuan's mouth, genuine, though it's clear that he is tired, and that he, too, has red-rimmed eyes. his golden eyes settle on aphelios, before dropping to the sizable curve of his stomach, both brows raised. the gears are turning, and jing yuan tilts his head.

"A surrogate?" he asks, and dan feng shakes his head, resting his hand against aphelios' back again, rubbing languid circles there. ]

No.. they're ours.

[ and for perhaps the first time since the clash between the dragon and the forge master, dan feng smiles in a way that reaches his eyes. nothing makes him more proud than his husband, and their soon to be born children. shock is evident on jing yuan's features. ]

I've written up a document for you to take the the Preceptors regarding potential Vidyadhara reproduction, you can read it at your leisure.

[ but jing yuan is less interested in the specifics than he is in the result, and he looks toward aphelios in clear, wide-eyed awe. with a glance toward his belly -

"May I?" ]

[ turns out that even at 31 weeks pregnant, give or take, aphelios' hormones are still going crazy. even just seeing the way dan feng smiles, the sweet, familiar shape of it as it spreads across his face—that's enough to bring tears to aphelios' own eyes, although he's quick to blink them away, laughing wetly as he addresses jing yuan. ]

Of course.

[ when jing yuan reaches out, aphelios takes his hand to guide it low to the right side of his belly, pressing his palm gently against his shirt to feel—there. a little fluttering movement, one of the twins doing a cannonball or whatever it is they get up to in there. (leave it to dan feng to make a pair of olympic-hopeful swimmers.) the movements are stronger now that the babies are larger, making them even easier to feel from the outside, and aphelios smiles at the sensation. ]

We're having twins, [ he says by way of explanation, finally releasing jing yuan's hand. he doesn't mind if jing yuan keeps it where it is, of course. it's hard to blame him for his enthusiasm when vidyadhara famously find it so difficult to reproduce—aphelios is at all times aware that these babies are essentially miracles. ] Dan Feng laid the eggs, and I carried them. —Obviously.

[ look at the size of him, after all. aphelios' other hand, the one not resting atop his stomach, reaches out blindly to take one of dan feng's hands too, squeezing his husband's fingers lightly to convey his joy, his pride, his enthusiasm. ]

They already love the water. I think they're going to be good little Vidyadhara indeed.

[ jing yuan's hand is gentle as it presses to aphelios' belly, cupping carefully, and when he feels the movements beneath his palm the general's eyes widen, growing misty with tears that have nothing to do with grief and everything to do with happiness and pride. jing yuan is one of the few who knows just how important this was to dan feng, how desperately he was searching to find a way to rid the vidyadhara of their plight..

his expression is soft as he looks between the two of them.

"Congratulations.. truly. I know how much this must mean to you both."

dan feng's smile is tremulous, but genuine, and he nods his head. ]

It was a leap of faith, but..

[ but it worked out, in the end. that the eggs took is nothing short of a miracle, they all know that, and in this difficult moment when they mourn the loss of yingxing, it is important to see that the spark of new life is emerging as well. their coming children will help to fill the painful voids left behind in dan feng's past.

it's clear that jing yuan wants to keep touching the belly, but he's a polite man, so after a moment spent rubbing his thumb in gentle circles he withdraws with a bow of his head and an offer of thanks. ]

[ with a smile, aphelios ducks his head a little in response, feeling just very slightly shy at the attention. ]

Thank you.

[ there's a brief flicker of something unreadable in aphelios' expression as he looks up again, although it's smoothed out almost as soon as it's there. his gaze lands first on dan feng, smiling, and then on jing yuan, astonished; aphelios smooths the palm of his own hand almost idly over the top of his belly, encouraging the twins to settle down before they give him heartburn.

it's a miracle, it really is. that even jing yuan knew how important it is to dan feng to find a way to reproduce this way speaks to how dedicated dan feng has always been to this cause—and what an honor it is, to be able to join dan feng in this journey. it's just that... sometimes, right when he thinks he's forgotten all about it, aphelios can hear the rasp of blade's voice in the back of his mind. of course he treats you well while you're carrying his whelps, he had said. you're just his walking incubator.

aphelios knows better than to believe it, he does. they've been together more than ten years now; it had been nine, before dan feng first raised the idea of trying to start a family. if all he needed was a womb to grow his eggs in there was no need for the rest of it. aphelios knows dan feng has never once seen him that way, despite what blade would have him believe.

it just feels odd. disconcerting, somehow. to stand here with dan feng and jing yuan and hate blade, despite his sympathy for yingxing—and the shame, too, of letting blade's words get to him at all.

but how could he tell dan feng about any of this? dan feng is still grieving. aphelios could never. so he swallows it down and smiles softly at jing yuan, his fingers squeezing where they're still wrapped around dan feng's hand. ]

I know you have—things to attend to, [ the retrieval of blade's body, primarily, ] but I'd like to feed you before you go, if you think you'll have time. Maybe after you've seen to the rest?

[ tentative, not wanting to overstep his bounds, aphelios glances over at dan feng for approval. ]

[ dan feng is not ignorant to his husband's plight. what happened with blade affected them both, terrified them both, and he has tried to be as supportive as possible while also handling his own aching grief. dan feng can only imagine how aphelios must have felt when he was taken, how frightened he must have been for himself and their children both, how traumatizing the entire experience was.

but aphelios has not opened up about it, and dan feng will not push him, and realistically.. he is in no state to do so. not while he is still grieving, not while the pain is still so new. how can he carry aphelios when he can hardly carry himself? he will still try.

everything feels tangled, and painful, and it will take them both some time to heal.

jing yuan included. his smile is warm and genuine, but there is pain behind his eyes, an old grief stirred up by the way this all has ended. at the invitation, however, he seems surprised, his brows lifting a little, some of the ache in his expression beginning to ease, his smile broadening.

"I would like that very much, if you're certain."

dan feng nods, grasping at jing yuan's forearm. ]

Yes, please stay awhile.

[ who knows when they will be able to see one another again, after all? if they will ever be able to see each other again? though dan feng glances toward aphelios, searching his expression, his hand still at his husband's back giving him a slow, gentle rub there, silently asking his assurance. he certainly doesn't want his husband feeling like a third wheel in his own home. ]

[ it's really all right, though, is the thing. even if they haven't quite reached the point of speaking about it openly, at the end of the day it's this: dan feng has been strong for aphelios so, so many times. it's rare that dan feng asks for anything—rare that he thinks he deserves it, aphelios suspects, with the weight of his past bearing down on his shoulders. he has always been so strong for aphelios, supporting him through everything, every little mishap, every crisis big or small. dan feng is his rock, his foundation, strong and unshakeable.

in the face of that much love, it's easy as anything for aphelios to be strong for dan feng now. ]

I'm sure. [ when aphelios turns his smile to dan feng, it's warm and reassuring and entirely sincere. having jing yuan here will be a balm, he thinks. and besides, how many years has it been since the two of them last saw each other? what's a little third wheeling in the name of making sure his husband has the chance to catch up on a decade's worth of happenings with one of his oldest, closest friends? ] What do you like? Any dietary restrictions? I'll prep while you two are out.

[ and, to forestall what he knows will be dan feng's concerns about his safety out and about in the city alone, aphelios turns and presses a brief kiss to dan feng's shoulder through the sleeve of his shirt. ]

I'll order what we don't have and stay here until you're back, I promise.

[ surely jing yuan can understand even without it being said: aphelios was kidnapped right out from under dan feng's nose, only a handful of weeks ago, and dan feng has been understandably afraid to let aphelios out of his sight since. but it's important to aphelios that he and jing yuan have enough time together without aphelios there, and so this is his offer of a compromise.

besides, home is still safe. blade was never in their home, and aspect knows he would have been if he could have found a way to get inside. ]

[ aphelios is smart enough to see into the immediate future, for the moment he suggests prepping for dinner, dan feng's brow creases, and he looks toward his husband in muted concern.

of course, logically he understands that the threat has passed. blade is gone, he has no reason to worry over phel's safety, yet the fear is still very real, the worry that letting him out of his sight will be somehow disastrous. this is something that they'll need to overcome, they'll need to return to work soon, after all, but dan feng still feels that clench of worry in his gut that something awful will happen the moment he lets aphelios go.

but his husband is right there with assurances, and after a deep breath through the nose, dan feng's expression calms, and he nods. ]

.. all right.

[ as for jing yuan - with a soft chuckle, he smiles warmly and nods his head, thoughtful for a moment before he answers.

"No dietary restrictions, no. While I am here, I'd love to sample the local foods again, if that's all right with you. Please feel free to prepare your favorites, I'm not picky."

at that, dan feng smiles. ]

I remember when a young lieutenant would polish off three plates of food at lunch.

[ jing yuan has the grace to blush, offering a soft, easy laugh, before dan feng slides his hand to aphelios' waist, squeezing gently. ]

All right, my love, we'll be off then. We'll be back in time for dinner.

[ the addition makes aphelios laugh as he pats dan feng's back lightly. ]

I'll make a little bit extra then, just in case.

[ he's a good host, if jing yuan wants to eat three plates of food then who is aphelios to stop him! he leans over to kiss dan feng, then pats his butt to send him off with jing yuan in the starskiff, staying where he is on the rooftop until the two of them are little more than a blur on the horizon before he makes his way inside to start on dinner.

it's surprisingly easy, then, to ask jing yuan to stay the night. dinner runs late, thanks to the food and conversation and drinks (for dan feng and jing yuan—aphelios, of course, drinks sparkling water), and by the time any of them realize the time it's far too late for aphelios to want to send jing yuan back to the luofu. so he offers the guest bedroom, and cooks breakfast in the morning, and urges dan feng to take jing yuan out and show him around the city—and then there's dinner, again, and afterwards aphelios sits across the table from jing yuan and says, ]

Oh, let's not pretend we don't want you to stay the week, okay? Just bring some clothes and make yourself at home.

[ and that's how they end up with one of the luofu's great arbiter-generals living in their spare room. it's really nice for aphelios, actually—jing yuan is endlessly helpful, especially when aphelios is too exhausted or too sore or just generally too pregnant to get the chores done efficiently—but more than that, it seems nice for dan feng. having jing yuan's warm, effusive presence in their home seems to bring some of the joy back to dan feng's heart, and sometimes aphelios catches himself just leaning in the doorway and watching the two of them, a warm, complicated feeling unwinding in his chest.

because he spends so much time watching them, it's easy to see the way that jing yuan looks at dan feng. he's perfectly respectful, of course, maintains polite distance from both dan feng and aphelios and never oversteps his boundaries—but sometimes, when he thinks no one is looking, he watches dan feng with a deep, unresolved yearning in his gaze.

and dan feng... looks back.

there was a time when aphelios might have been devastated by the realization. now, in the wake of so much change, he can't find it in himself to be upset—why would he be, when jing yuan so clearly does so much good for dan feng? all aphelios wants is for his husband to be happy, and right now, it's jing yuan who's doing it. how could aphelios ever begrudge him that joy?

so on their last night together, the evening before jing yuan is set to return to the luofu and oversee its departure from the skies above their planet, aphelios comes out of the bathroom and leans against the doorway to their bedroom to give dan feng a long, quiet look. his hand rubs idly over his belly, draped in the soft material of his nightgown. ]

Baby? [ aphelios' voice is soft, adoring, and when dan feng looks at him aphelios tilts his head slightly toward the doorway. ] You can spend tonight with him, if you want.

[ it's a good week.

dan feng had expected that seeing the luofu and dealing with the aftermath of yingxing's death would have been horribly painful, and it was - picking up his urn and dividing a portion of the ashes for dan feng to keep for himself had been a harrowing process. knowing that he was well and truly gone for good had been a wound to the heart, but in many ways it was.. for the best. yingxing was no longer himself, he was a broken man, tortured and in pain, dan feng could only hope that now he was at rest.

and having jing yuan around for an entire week has been healing in ways he never could have expected. they regale aphelios with tales of the quintet, of heroic battles and deeds, yes, but also all the little things - silly personal stories about each of them, and the things they did together as friends. given how rarely dan feng would discuss his past, it was refreshing to remember the good times, before everything fell apart.

there's no denying the way jing yuan looks at him, however, the yearning in his smile, and dan feng finds his eyes settling on his old lover for longer than is strictly necessary. when he notices it, he snaps away quickly - no, he absolutely cannot allow himself to fall into those old patterns. he has a husband, a husband he loves dearly and completely, with children on the way. he would never betray aphelios, the very idea is enough to make his heart twist up in his chest, but thankfully nothing ever arises. jing yuan is, as ever, a kind and respectful man, honoring their marriage and the fact that, realistically, nothing could come of it. jing yuan is tied to the luofu until his retirement, and dan feng cannot return, and even if he could, he wouldn't.

but all good things must eventually come to an end, and the week comes to a close, jing yuan's last night with them arriving. they'll enjoy breakfast in the morning, before seeing him off in the starskiff one last time. they'll meet again, jing yuan says - of course they will - but it may be many, many long years from now.

dan feng's heart feels a little heavy, knowing that his dear old friend will be leaving them soon, but he has surely smiled and laughed enough this week to have vastly improved his mood and healed his heart. this visit has done him a world of good.

when aphelios calls for him, leaning in the doorway, dan feng glances up from where he's sitting at the edge of the bed, tugging off his socks, and what his husband says.. dan feng needs to repeat the moment in his head several times before it sinks in, and he accepts that he has not heard wrong. spend the night? with jing yuan? there's no hiding the muted shock that smooths his expression, and after a moment dan feng rises from the bed and walks toward him, taking aphelios' face in his hands, meeting his eyes. ]

Aphelios.. my heart, I - I could never do that to you. [ he says softly, tipping their brows together, but there can be no denying that a part of him.. very much wants to. but aphelios is his priority, always. ] You're the sweetest, kindest soul I have ever known, to even think to offer such a thing..

[ it doesn't surprise aphelios that dan feng is shocked by the suggestion. even though he's noticed the way his husband has been looking at jing yuan this week, aphelios has also noticed how steadfastly dan feng has looked away—how he has been striving to be respectful of aphelios, of their marriage, to put a stop to anything before it has a chance to happen. in many ways, it's exactly that respect that makes aphelios comfortable with the idea. dan feng and jing yuan would have had plentiful time this week to sneak off with each other if they had wanted to—the fact that they haven't means, indubitably, that they both respect the sanctity of dan feng and aphelios' relationship.

he reaches up and covers one of dan feng's hands with his own, smiling slightly as dan feng presses their foreheads together. his free hand reaches out for dan feng's side, and he steps closer, as close as he can get wtih his belly between them. ]

I'm telling you it's okay. [ his voice is soft, and his expression is entirely open. aphelios has never lied to dan feng and he isn't about to start now—his reassurance is entirely genuine. ] I'm not under duress, I'm not... trying to be a martyr. I can tell you miss each other, and it may be another decade before you see each other again.

[ he tips his head forward to press their lips together briefly. ]

Besides, I like Jing Yuan. If I'm going to let my husband kiss anyone else, it ought to be him.

[ aphelios pulls back and lifts his hand to run gently through the long strands of his husband's hair, studying his face with a soft half-smile. dan feng is so unbearably handsome, aphelios barely knows what to do with himself. how can he blame jing yuan for yearning when his husband is so incredibly beautiful, so thoughtful and kind and sincere? ]

You're still mine, [ he adds. ] But for tonight, you can be his too, with my blessing.

[ dan feng listens closely to aphelios' words, hears him, sees him, the earnest love in his eyes. if he were to accept.. it would be all right, he knows. aphelios is offering him one night to reconnect with an old friend, an old lover, someone who meant a great deal to him in the past, and the fact that his husband is loving and devoted enough to even suggest such a thing is enough to move dan feng's heart. ]

Aphelios, I..

[ he starts, then stops, his brow pinching as he tries to formulate his words. he will not say that he does not want to, for that would be a lie, but neither can he accept. even with aphelios' blessing, it feels like a betrayal to their love and commitment, which is perhaps a little old fashioned of him, but dan feng has always been this way. if aphelios says it will be all right, then it will be all right, yet still.. he has misgivings.

those warm hands running through his hair make him sigh, and dan feng's eyes close for a moment before he presses his lips together, and gives his answer. ]

.. I will. But only with you, as well. [ his thumb smooths over his husband's cheek, tracing his ear. ] The three of us, together. Would you accept that?

[ it is the only way that dan feng will agree to this. aphelios must be involved as well, he cannot and will not leave his lovely, wonderful, very pregnant husband alone in their bed while he sleeps with another man. ]

[ honestly, aphelios isn't sure what he's expecting. part of him thinks dan feng will accept, because he knows that dan feng can read him better than anyone and will know that aphelios means every word he says; another part of him thinks dan feng might decline, because he also knows that his husband is traditional in many ways and might see the idea as a betrayal no matter how wholeheartedly aphelios encourages it.

he is not really expecting what dan feng actually suggests, which is somewhere in the middle—an acceptance, on the condition that aphelios also joins in? ]

Me? [ he blinks, startled. the prospect... isn't terrible, really. aphelios has eyes and an astonishing libido right now, and jing yuan is undeniably beautiful. if aphelios were a little younger and much less pregnant he would take the deal without hesitation.

but where dan feng is basically contractually obligated to find aphelios desirable no matter how many months along he is, jing yuan has no such obligation. would he even want to fuck his old friend's pregnant husband? the idea makes aphelios feel unexpectedly self-conscious. ]

I—would, but... it should be up to him. [ he chews briefly on his lower lip, considering. ] We can offer, but if he doesn't want to... sleep with me, then I'll just watch. Is that okay?

[ dan feng smooths a hand over aphelios' short hair, his thumb rubbing circles at the nape of his neck. ]

Yes.. that's all right.

[ he says, and nods, nudging their noses together. a compromise of a compromise. that's fine with him. jing yuan should have a say in the matter, after all. tilting up phel's chin, dan feng presses a kiss to his mouth, then another, soft and lingering and warm, full of love, thick with admiration. ]

I love you. I love you with everything I have.

[ he says softly, then drops his hands down aphelios' arms, weaving their fingers together. ]

Come, then.

[ a gentle tug, and dan feng pulls his husband along into the hallway, down the corridor toward one of the guest rooms, where jing yuan is staying - with any hope, the lazy man won't already be asleep, but when dan feng knocks lightly, his old friend answers quickly enough. he, too, is dressed down for bed in a light robe and cotton pants, his shaggy hair let down around his shoulders; all this time, and he's still as handsome as he has always been, but his brow soon creases in concern. ]

A-Yuan..

[ dan feng starts, and jing yuan looks concerned. "Is everything all right?" he asks, and dan feng nods, glancing momentarily toward aphelios before he lifts a hand to brush some of that fluffy hair behind jing yuan's ear, gentle and affectionate. their eyes meet, and he can see, in a moment, that his old lover understands what is being asked of him - what is being offered. jing yuan's lips part around a soft sigh, and for a moment dan feng thinks he might object, might refuse, but the general's mouth soon curves in a soft, warm smile.

with his free hand still in phel's, dan feng squeezes it gently, casting his husband a gentle look over his shoulder before he moves forward, cupping jing yuan's jaw and pulling him in for a kiss, into which he dips willingly. ]

[ the kisses are so sweet, so warm that aphelios can't help a quiet giggle, drunk on the feeling of dan feng's adoration. ]

I know. [ and he does know. he never doubts it. ] I love you too, baby. So much.

[ their fingers lace together, and aphelios pads down the hall behind dan feng. maybe he should have worn something sexier than his nightgown? but then again he's been making breakfast in it every day, so jing yuan has already seen the full picture by this point. it's far too late for him to convince anybody that he's sexier than he is, so—whatever.

it's clear when he pulls the door open that jing yuan is initially concerned. it's understandable—for dan feng and aphelios to show up at his door in the middle of the night... but it's also equally clear when his worry melts quietly into understanding, and then acceptance, as he steps closer to kiss dan feng.

aphelios lets dan feng's fingers slip free of his own, all the better to hold jing yuan with, and he watches with lips slightly parted as dan feng and jing yuan kiss. is this what he and dan feng look like, he wonders? like they're entirely wrapped up in each other, like they know every single way to kiss each other to end up weak at the knees? he'd thought that it would be a gorgeous sight, but aphelios had underestimated exactly how arousing it would be—just the sight is enough to send a flush of warmth through him, settling between his thighs.

he can't be the one to suggest his own participation to jing yuan—that's a level of shameless aphelios isn't sure he can achieve right now. but he can be patient, his focus entirely on the other two as their lips meet and their tongues slide together between their joined mouths. ]

[ kissing jing yuan again after so long.. it fills dan feng with warmth, it feels familiar and sweet, neither of them have forgotten each other, or how they like to kiss. aphelios slips his hand away, and dan feng cradles jing yuan's face with both hands, keeping him close, the kiss immediately deepening as jing yuan's tongue slides past his lips. it's easy to get lost in, to melt away into, but dan feng has not forgotten his sweet one, his aphelios, and when he breaks away from jing yuan's kiss, breathless and dizzied, he turns toward his husband. slipping one hand into his short hair, he draws aphelios forward, pressing their mouths together with a soft, flickering heat.

jing yuan's arms come around him from behind, and dan feng feels the general's lips against the nape of his neck, jing yuan's brow knitting as he breathes in the sweet, fresh scent of his old lover, something he has missed so deeply.

"Come in.. both of you," he murmurs against dan feng's skin, his golden eyes flicking toward phel's through a curtain of pale hair, and his mouth soon curves into a soft and welcoming smile. he steps back, urging them both with him, and dan feng chuckles softly against aphelios' lips, both hands dropping to take his husband's in his own, squeezing in reassurance. better that they not linger overlong in the doorway when a comfortable bed awaits.

stepping into the guest room, dan feng takes a deep breath.

jing yuan takes the chance to take the initiative now, his hands working open the knot of the tie that holds dan feng's silk robe closed, but it isn't long before he's looking to aphelios, his expression warm, gentle.

"You're both so beautiful," he murmurs, and tips his brow to touch phel's, hesitant to kiss him without permission, one hand drifting along aphelios' jaw. "May I?" ]

[ the slide of dan feng's hand into aphelios' hair is so reassuring, it settles in his ribcage like warm honey as aphelios steps forward to press their mouths together. it's—immediately strange, because dan feng tastes mostly like himself and a little bit like something else, some other flavor that aphelios knows must be jing yuan. he's never in his life tasted another man on his husband's mouth and the sensation is startling, but also plenty arousing, a reminder of what it is they're here to do. or at the very least, what dan feng and jing yuan are here to do—aphelios' own participation remains unclear, for the moment.

when they pull apart, aphelios' gaze slides over dan feng's shoulder and he's startled to make immediate, searing eye contact with jing yuan, his eyes golden and warm. another twinge of heat spikes between aphelio's thighs, and he feels himself start to get wet, moisture gathering in the folds of his cunt as he watches jing yuan touch dan feng.

and for a moment, all he does is watch. they step further into the room and aphelios is faced with the sight of jing yuan beginning to undress dan feng, long, slender fingers untying the knot of his robe so that it falls open over his bare chest. aphelios has long since memorized the sight, and somehow, instinctively, he knows that jing yuan has never forgotten it either—the way that dan feng's body looks, how it feels to reveal his naked form bit by bit.

he's again almost surprised when jing yuan turns to him, moves to press their foreheads together. his breath is warm against aphelios' mouth, his presence steadying and solid. ]

You may. [ breathless and a little turned on—all right, more than a little—aphelios tips his head up slightly so it's easier for jing yuan to lean down and kiss him. it's a good kiss, thorough, searching—not at all familiar to aphelios, who has spent the last decade kissing one man and one man only. but it's satisfying and pleasurable, and when they part, aphelios' cheeks are a little flushed and his mouth is a little swollen. ]

I can—just watch, if you want, [ he offers, glancing back over at dan feng for affirmation. although jing yuan might find him attractive, aphelios knows he's not the real object of jing yuan's adoration, and it seems polite to make sure knows what options are on the table. ] I probably need more, uh... delicate handling than you might be in the mood for.

[ somewhat wryly, aphelios tilts his chin down toward his stomach, full and round and pressing against jing yuan's where they're standing close together. he loves these babies desperately, but they do get in the way of fucking with as much reckless abandon as aphelios is used to.

after a second, he glances at dan feng again, smirks just slightly, and adds, ] But—if you want to team up with me in driving my husband crazy... I'm open to that, too.

[ for his part, jing yuan does recall dan feng's body very well, and yet, the scars that paint his old lover's body are painful to see. jing yuan had visited him there in the shackling prison more than once, had seen dan feng bloodies with his own eyes, tortured and chained, dracocatena nails driven through his body to keep his cloudhymn suppressed. seeing him like that had been agonizing, and seeing the aftermath, the remaining scars..

he's glad for dan feng, so glad that he has built a new life for himself in his exile, glad that he has found love again, and at last begun to solve the riddle of vidyadhara reproduction. these scars are echoes of a harrowing past, and jing yuan will set to memorizing every one if he can.

but first, aphelios - dan feng's lovely husband cannot be ignored, and when they kiss jing yuan hums into it softly, learning his taste, the texture of his lips and tongue, so sweet and soft.. when they part he is smiling, glaive-callused fingers filtering through phel's hair, his thumb smoothing over the hill of his cheek. for all that jing yuan's hands are strong, right now they are gentle, his golden eyes soft around the edges, watching the two of them as if they are the only people in the cosmos.

"I think I prefer the second option," he says, flashing aphelios a grin, and dan feng's chuckle rolls like the swells of the sea. eyes lidded, dan feng draws back, shrugging his silk robe away until it pools onto the carpet at his feet, leaving him only in clinging black undershorts as he seats himself on the edge of the bed, one long leg crossed elegantly over the other. his tail coils, slithering against the sheets behind him as his luminous eyes flit between his husband and his old lover. ]

Very well then, if you think you can succeed.

[ he teases, and jing yuan chuckles, shrugging his own robe away as well. where dan feng is lean and sinewy, jing yuan is broad and solid, battle scars stretching over strong muscle that ripples as he moves, taking aphelios' hand to lead him toward the bed.

"Shall we do our worst?" ]

[ although he's more than happy to watch both dan feng and jing yuan disrobe—and in fact, he watches eagerly, all but salivating at so much gorgeous exposed skin—aphelios does not remove his nightgown yet. he just laces his fingers through jing yuan's and follows him to bed, a grin spreading across his mouth as he takes in dan feng's cocky, casual posture—something he has no doubt that he and jing yuan will easily dismantle in only a few minutes. ]

Or our best, I think. You take the back, I'll take the front?

[ after all, there's little that aphelios likes more in the world than getting to eat dan feng out, and with jing yuan settled behind dan feng, he can play with dan feng's nipples and be in charge of jerking off his smaller upper cock when aphelios finally gets him hard. besides, jing yuan is in a better position to be able to press up fully against dan feng's back, something currently made difficult for aphelios.

so instead, when jing yuan nods his assent, aphelios lets go of his hand and sinks to his knees in front of dan feng. it takes a moment to find the most comfortable position, but once he does, it's easy to gently uncross dan feng's legs so aphelios can scoot forward between them and smooth his palms up the soft insides of his husband's thighs. he hooks his fingers in the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulls them down, easing them over his hips and out from under him, over his thighs and down to his ankles so aphelios can toss them who knows where; once he's bare, aphelios leans in, settles comfortably, and lowers his head to lick along the soft scaly flesh of dan feng's vent.

it's not all that often he gets to do this, these days; more commonly, either dan feng gets him off without his cocks being involved at all, or dan feng is already getting hard by the time aphelios gets his pants off. it's a unique enjoyment to be able to coax dan feng to pleasure this way, especially with jing yuan's thighs framing dan feng's, the warm rumble of his murmurs from above, and his eyes golden and mirthful when aphelios glances up to meet them. ]

[ there are few things more beautiful than watching aphelios sink to his knees, dan feng thinks. he watches, enraptured, as his husband kneels and gently pushes his legs apart, as he touches his thighs and tugs down his boxer briefs, baring him fully to them both. as jing yuan settles behind him, a warm wall, dan feng leans back into his strong arms with a soft sigh.

he knows full well how much aphelios enjoys this, how he likes to eat him out with wild abandon, so the moment he feels that warm tongue sliding against his vent he arches, teeth sinking into his lower lip, his left hand slipping into that soft, short hair, scratching lightly at his scalp. he's not sure what he did to deserve this, how he could possibly deserve either of them paying him such sweet attentions, but dan feng is too selfish to push them away, can't bring himself to do anything but sink into their warmth and affection.

the moon is waxing gibbous, so it isn't too difficult for aphelios to get him wet, to get him hard, and soon enough dan feng's cocks are slowly beginning to emerge, coaxed by that sweet tongue that dips into his heat.

jing yuan is sure to do his part as well, his hands and mouth working, moving, fingers smoothing over dan feng's skin and scars, tracing his ribs and palming over his abdomen. his left hand follows dan feng's into aphelios' hair, thumb tracing the curve of his ear, while his right smooths up dan feng's chest, teasing his nipple until it stiffens, until dan feng gasps, pleasure racing down his spine. a low, velvety chuckle rolls in jing yuan's throat, and he murmurs soft, filthy words against dan feng's long ear, earning a sweet shiver.

"Your lovely husband knows what he's doing," jing yuan murmurs, smiling down at aphelios as his tongue flicks against the tender space where dan feng's ear and jaw meet, prompting him to tighten his hold in aphelios' hair. ]

Mmn.. he's very.. ah, very good..

[ because aphelios enjoys this, because he relishes the opportunity so much, he takes his time to make sure that he's eating dan feng out as thoroughly as he possibly can. he begins with his lips at the top of dan feng's vent, kissing and licking kittenishly at the soft flesh just barely beginning to swell with arousal; from there, aphelios makes his way down, slow and steady, along the full length of the opening until his lips press in a tender kiss to the bottommost end.

by the time aphelios' lips meet that soft join just above dan feng's taint, he's already wet, the folds of him swollen and puffy with desire. just the sight is enough to make aphelios moan, and he hooks his arms more tightly under dan feng's thighs as he leans in to work his way back up, this time eating him out thoroughly and with enthusiasm. he presses his tongue inside the vent, tasting the familiar, wonderful tang of his husband's wetness, letting the tip of his tongue tease around the heads of his cocks until they're beginning to stir and harden, emerging slick and flushed from the parted lips of his vent.

as dan feng grows hard, aphelios hums and presses his mouth to the tender place where dan feng's thigh meets his hip. he moves one hand from around dan feng's thigh to instead slip two fingers inside his vent, below where his cocks are emerging, careful and gentle as he fucks his husband's vent with both of them until he's shaking and his thighs are quivering with pleasure.

of course, aphelios can't keep his fingers inside forever—once dan feng is fully hard, there's no space left at all, so he's forced to withdraw his touch and instead part his fingers to rub playfully at the bases of his cocks, watching as they bob and twitch between dan feng's thighs. ]

I can get him off like that, sometimes, [ aphelios says with a sly smile. he tilts his head to let dan feng's larger bottom cock smear slick over his cheek and mouth, then looks up at jing yuan, taking in the sight of his flushed, aroused husband and the gorgeous man behind him. ] Do you think we can keep him hard if we make him come?

[ dan feng is currently quite thankful that they're not terribly far from the full moon - it makes this all the easier. even were it not, he would manage somehow, but being able to achieve arousal easily during a moment like this is helpful indeed. though they both understand the ebb and flow of his libido, dan feng doesn't want either of them to think that he doesn't want this, that he doesn't find them beautiful and attractive.

and aeons, aphelios is so good at this. by the time he's smiling like the cat that got the cream, dan feng is all but a puddle in jing yuan's arms, panting hard, his heart pounding in his ears. his grasp on his husband's hair loosens a little, thumb gliding down his cheek to smooth over his soft, plump lips, wet with saliva and slick. jing yuan chuckles at his ear.

"I don't see why not, with that wicked mouth of yours."

dan feng groans, fangs clenched tightly as his hips rock into nothing, cocks aching, twitching with need while they tease him and contemplate his future. but he can feel jing yuan getting hard behind him just from watching, and he knows his husband well enough to be sure that aphelios is hungering as well, so dan feng slides his leg forward, arching his foot to press it between his husband's legs, rubbing where he's already so wet, and so hot. ]

You're both shameless.

[ he murmurs, watching aphelios with sweet affection, his free hand grasping jing yuan's knee while he grinds his hips back against his cock, prompting a soft, low groan from jing yuan. ]

Will you tease me all night?

[ as always, it's an absolute pleasure to reduce dan feng to little more than a puddle of raw sensation. he does it to aphelios so often, it only seems right that aphelios return the favor whenever the opportunity presents itself—such as right now, with the full moon only days away and jing yuan staying in their guest bedroom.

leaning his cheek against dan feng's thigh, aphelios curls his fingers around the base of dan feng's lower cock and strokes slowly, drawing his touch from base to tip. he can't see jing yuan's cock from here, but judging by how dark his gaze is and how flushed his cheeks are, he must be hard too just from watching. aphelios is certainly not judging, not when he's practically dripping wet. his panties are soaked through, a fact made all the more obvious when dan feng shifts his leg to press his foot up between aphelios' thighs and give him something to grind against. ]

Fuck, [ aphelios gasps, his hips rocking instinctively against the pressure. the friction of wet cotton against his swollen clit makes him moan, a sound he muffles against the inside of dan feng's thigh. ] No, sweetheart, we're just getting started.

[ with some effort, aphelios manages to gather himself at least enough to look back up at dan feng and jing yuan behind him. for a moment he considers the logistics here—aphelios can't lay on his back, so they can't make a sandwich out of dan feng, and he also can't really ride. still, there are options, any or all of which would be incredibly fun. ]

How do you want him, Jing Yuan? How can I help you drive him crazy? [ the tone is almost conversational, as if aphelios isn't still jerking dan feng off in steadily, increasingly firm strokes. his intention is, of course, to make dan feng come, ideally on aphelios' face, although how long it'll take to get there, he can't be sure. ] My only request is that I would really, really like someone's cock inside me tonight.

[ there's a brief pause, and then a slightly shy addition: ] I squirt, though, and my milk is starting to come in, so... I understand if you'd rather it be Dan Feng's.

[ aphelios is aware that sex with him can be a messy experience these days, and he wants jing yuan to know what he's signing up for. ]

[ jing yuan smiles warmly, his mouth curving against dan feng's shoulder as he lays soft, lazy kisses there, his eyes hooded.

"I appreciate the forewarning, but you will find that I am hardly picky. I don't mind."

squirt and milk are hardly a bother, and while he knows that aphelios might be put off by his own body right now, jing yuan finds him beautiful, beautiful and kind and funny, someone worthy of his dan feng.

his dan feng, who is beginning to squirm impatiently, his hips rocking upward, pushing his lower cock into the circle of aphelios' fingers. he bites his lip, trying to find his patience as they converse, exchanging important information, but soon enough he's opening his eyes again, his gaze hazy, pupils wide and dark. ]

Lie on your side for me, my love. I would - mm..

[ those fingers are terribly distracting, and after being eaten out so thoroughly he's already growing close to an orgasm. jing yuan chuckles, the sound velvety and playful, as he reaches to take dan feng's other cock in his hand, stroking slow and deep, helping aphelios along with him. dan feng arches, gasping, feeling the heat of his husband's cunt against the arch of his foot, knowing how thoroughly needful he is, how wet and eager to be fucked.

"Lie however you would be most comfortable, Aphelios, we will go from there." ]

[ jing yuan is so kind, aphelios thinks—it's no wonder that dan feng loves him so much. he has a manner to him that's warm and sweet and thoughtful, even in the way he reassures aphelios now. he could just as easily leave aphelios' pleasure to dan feng, rather than splitting his focus, and the fact that he wants to ensure they both feel good speaks to what a generous man he is.

for a moment, aphelios stays where he is. his hand continues working over dan feng's lower cock, and he tilts his head back to kiss and lick over the swollen head, teasing and indulgent in the way he attends to his husband. but it doesn't take long before the press of dan feng's foot between his thighs stokes an urgency in him that he can't ignore, and aphelios finally pulls back to brace himself on dan feng's knees and get to his feet again. he slips his panties, now soaked through, over his thighs and drops them to the floor, and then—after a moment of shy hesitation—removes his nightgown too, revealing his naked form to jing yuan for the first time.

it isn't that he's put off by his body, not exactly. aphelios sees his body, and the children growing inside it, as nothing less than the miracle it is—he's proud of his pregnancy, what it means about their family, what it means to the vidyadhara as a race. but he's also eight months along with twins, and all that implies—the swell of his belly, the sensitivity, the fact that his chest sometimes leaks a little when he's turned on. it's a blessing, that jing yuan finds him attractive nonetheless. ]

It's most comfortable on my side or on my hands and knees, [ aphelios explains, then pauses to cup dan feng's face and lean down to kiss him before he moves around the side of the bed and climbs onto it.

rather than immediately laying on his side, though, aphelios instead scoots up behind dan feng, or at least as close as he can get. he leans forward to kiss dan feng's jaw, then cups one hand behind jing yuan's head to coax him into a kiss as well, slow and thorough, if brief. when they part, aphelios looks between them and asks, ]

Do you want me on my side, or on my knees against the headboard? You choose.

i want that can't sleep love

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)