i want that can't sleep love

[loong]

[ 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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[loong]

[ 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. ]

[heartsteel]

[ 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. ]

[loong]

[ 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..

[heartsteel]

[ 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?

[loong]

[ 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. ]

[heartsteel]

[ 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...