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[ 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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[ 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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