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. ]

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[ 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.

[ aphelios' shyness is quite sweet, jing yuan thinks, and he can understand why he might be self-conscious, but in truth he is incredibly beautiful. there is nothing ugly about pregnancy, it is a miracle, and especially so in this case, for aphelios is carrying the first new vidyadhara to have been created in.. millennia. perhaps even longer still. jing yuan's easy smile and traveling eyes say quite a bit. ]

On your side. I want to hold you.

[ dan feng says softly, unable to take his eyes off of his sweet husband, the man who has come to mean so very much to him, who has created life with him, and the press of those soft kisses to his jaw earns aphelios a hum of approval.

jing yuan accepts the kiss, learning aphelios' mouth and taste more each time they come together, and when they break apart he shifts so that the three of them can maneuver themselves with jing yuan settled down against dan feng's back, his cock hard and hot and pressed to dan feng's ass as he watches aphelios arrange himself for his husband. what a beautiful pair they make.

dan feng, meanwhile, is beginning to feel impatient, his hands reaching for aphelios even as he presses himself back into jing yuan's chest, rocking his hips backward to grind against his burgeoning erection. teased as he has been, he is aching to be filled and to fill in return, to feel himself pressed between the two of them. ]

Lie down for me, love.

[ the impatience in dan feng is written there for them to read easily, these two men who know him so very well. it makes aphelios smile—this is an appealing kind of turnabout for him, given how often dan feng is the one torturing aphelios within an inch of his life in bed. it feels pretty good to see his husband be the one teased to distraction this time around.

it also feels pretty good that even despite his nudity, there's still nothing but desire and approval in jing yuan's gaze. even though aphelios hadn't taken him for the kind of man who would be disgusted by aphelios' pregnancy, or anything stupid like that, it's still a relief to feel desired—especially by someone whose children aren't growing inside him and who isn't basically legally bound to find aphelios hot no matter what.

with one more quick kiss to jing yuan's lips, aphelios turns away and does as he's told, stretching out on his side and tucking a folded bit of the comforter under his belly to support it. no position is really comfortable at this stage, but this is as close to comfort as he can get, and honestly at this point aphelios is too unbelievably horny to even care. he reaches back to grip dan feng's hips, arching a little to make it easier for dan feng to reach his cunt, spreading his thighs for access. ]

I need you inside me, [ he murmurs, feeling himself throb and drip slick over his own inner thighs. he's a mess, aphelios is, but it feels indulgent and lewd and not at all unpleasant. ] Give me both, baby, I want to be so full of you...

[ it is impossible, truly, for either of them not to find aphelios beautiful even well into his pregnancy. he is the first to bear true, new vidyadhara children in a vast amount of time - everything he is, and has become, is a miracle. dan feng would find him beautiful under any and every circumstance, of course, but jing yuan, too, feels no differently.

and the way that aphelios looks upon dan feng with such sweet fondness.. ah, anyone is beautiful, when so deeply in love.

aphelios settles down into the bed again, and dan feng pulls close to him, hardly needing the impetus to move forward but accepting it nonetheless when his husband grabs at his hips, needy and wanting. his cocks ache to fill him, and aphelios, his demanding mate, asks for both. dan feng smiles, pressing hot kisses to the back of his throat while jing yuan shifts beside him, pressing up against dan feng's back with a pleased hum, hips grinding full against dan feng's ass. ]

I would give you the moon from the sky.

[ dan feng murmurs, then reaches past aphelios to the nightstand, plucking up the half-used bottle of lubricant there and quickly coating his fingers, before dropping them to slide through the seam of his ass. there's little resistance as two fingers slip inside, carefully opening him up, slicking his passage, though dan feng's patience is growing thin. ]

[ aphelios' patience is growing thin, too, especially as dan feng's fingers slide into him and begin to stretch him open. fortunately, they do this often enough that he knows how to make his body relax, his muscles giving way willingly under dan feng's exploratory touch; he breathes in as deeply as he can, then breathes out, tension bleeding from his muscles as he does. as eager as he is, and as full as he is of anticipation for the gorgeous cocks he can feel pressed against his backside, aphelios knows that this isn't something he can hurry—it will always be more pleasurable when he's properly prepared, no matter how frustrating it is to wait.

fortunately, it doesn't seem that it will take too long. as dan feng attends to him, aphelios reaches back to grip lovingly at dan feng's leg just below the curve of his ass, then even further back to touch jing yuan too—without actually looking, he doesn't have great aim, but his hand manages to land on jing yuan's thigh in a reassuring touch for a moment before he withdraws again.

before long, when aphelios feels that he's loose enough to take dan feng, he turns his head a little to look over his shoulder as best he can and says, ]

My love, I think I'm going to cry if you don't fuck me.

[ straightforward, but aphelios can't find it in him to beat around the bush. his cunt is so wet he's dripping slick over his thighs, and the hunger deep inside him can no longer be stayed by just the touch of dan feng's fingers inside him. he wants to be filled, badly, and more than that he wants to hear and feel jing yuan take dan feng too—to have the pleasure of witnessing his husband overcome by bliss from all possible angles. ]

[ neither of them are feeling patient, and aphelios' words curl dan feng's lips into a smile, his slicked fingers slipping free once they are both certain that he is loosened up enough. ]

.. very well.

[ it won't take long. dan feng knows how to align himself, and jing yuan, sweet, patient man that he is, has not entered him yet, instead waiting for the two of them to become situated so as not to make things more awkward than they need to be. so dan feng is free to grasp his cocks, stroking the remaining lubricant over them both before tilting his hips forward. it takes a little maneuvering to position them both, but aphelios is all but made for him, and soon enough the tips of both cocks are pushing inside, agonizingly slowly, before dan feng rolls his hips smoothly, and slides them both inside.

pleasure blooms immediately, aphelios' body gripping his cocks, warm and wet and tight, and dan feng groans, pressing his face to his husband's shoulder, fangs dragging over hot skin.

it's then that jing yuan makes his move, gently lifting fan feng's thigh, dragging the head of his cock along the wet folds of his vent with a low, rough exhale. he's painfully hard, and big enough that dan feng can feel the pressure when jing yuan pushes inside, sinking his cock into his body, and in this moment, dan feng knows bliss. he moans, tensing, trembling between the two of them, one hand slipping back into jing yuan's thick hair, while the other coils around aphelios. behind him, he hears jing yuan's velvety chuckle, feels warm lips press to his nape. ].

You both.. I..

[ even though it's beyond aphelios to turn and look behind him, to see the expression of bliss that accompanies that low, gorgeous moan, he can imagine it vividly—how dan feng's face must look, now that he has both cocks buried inside aphelios and, presumably, jing yuan's cock buried inside him. to be receiving so much pleasure from two different sources... it brings aphelios inordinate joy just to imagine, because if there's one thing he knows to be true it's that his husband deserves nothing less than the absolute best.

he'll have to thank jing yuan for this, later. for being so willing to ensure that dan feng gets every bit of the pleasure and attention he deserves.

for now, though, what aphelios can do is to tighten up around dan feng, muscles rippling as he presses his hips back. the movement in turn pushes dan feng back toward jing yuan, forcing him to take jing yuan's cock a little deeper into his vent. in an arrangement like this none of them will be able to move much, but aphelios is confident that between him and jing yuan, they'll be able to drive dan feng absolutely wild. ]

Yes, my love, [ aphelios murmurs. he catches one of dan feng's hands and lifts it to his own chest, pressing dan feng's fingertips to one sensitive, swollen nipple before he lets go and reaches down between his own thighs to play with his clit. ] Does it feel good?

[ good? the xianzhou's finest poets could not find the words to express dan feng's absolute pleasure, nor describe the heat that sears his bones. it is exquisite, blinding, twisting his insides up in ecstatic knots. he cares for them both so deeply, and it only heightens his bliss, the movement of their bodies around him a privilege he nearly feels unworthy of. ]

Yes, yes - [ he whispers, feeling jing yuan's smile against his throat as those hips move behind him, rocking slowly against him. too slowly. dan feng shudders. ] Please, I..

[ what he is begging for he does not know - only more, more, more. jing yuan's hands move over his body, warm and callused, dan feng's skin and scales jumping beneath them as he mouths along phel's throat. they will be the end of him, surely. his arm around aphelios holds fast, his hand smoothing over his husband's swollen belly and up toward his chest to cup a tender breast, kneading gently. despite how insane he feels, he remembers how sensitive aphelios is right now; he cannot be rough.

mouth pressed to dan feng's tapered ear, jing yuan begins to move his hips properly now, his position behind them both giving him the most freedom of movement, and so he takes advantage of it, fucking dan feng deeply, establishing a steady rhythm that sends dan feng skyward, pushing his hips forward until his cocks slide further into his husband's greedy holes. half delirious, he moans against phel's pulse, thumbing over a pink nipple, the grip of aphelios's body enough to drive him out of his mind. ]

[ every part of aphelios feels electric with pleasure, every nerve ending singing with joy and sensation. each of jing yuan's thrusts pushes dan feng forward into him, and each rock of aphelios' hips backward pushes dan feng back toward jing yuan; the way dan feng moans and gasps and almost whines is more than enough to let aphelios know that their designs are having the desired effect, that dan feng is half out of his mind with pleasure. just as he hoped for, just as he wanted for his husband—for him to be well taken care of, well held. that aphelios is also being fucked out of his wits is really just a bonus.

but he is, indeed, being rendered witless. each slide of dan feng's cocks inside him drives a noise from his throat, a gasp or grunt or whimper as the ridges and bumps along the shaft scrape against his sensitive, tender walls. aphelios is so sensitive, this far along in his pregnancy, and every single breath he draws in makes him feel as though he's on the verge of a climax that never quite crests, pleasure building and building within him, leaving him dripping wet and panting and squirming in the throes of it.

dan feng's fingers are gentle and insistent at his nipple, and it doesn't take long before his body responds, a slow leak of milky fluid there as he's coaxed to greater and greater heights. something about the enjoyment, the relaxation, the hormonal awareness of his husband's closeness—aphelios doesn't know what's responsible, but he knows he meant it when he warned jing yuan that sex with him is a messy affair right now. ]

Oh, fuck, [ aphelios breathes out, barely able to catch his breath. ] I'm so close, you both feel so fucking good, don't stop...

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