[ obviously reluctant to let dan feng go, blade tries his best to keep his hands on him until he's completely unfolded himself and straightened up from the divan. leaning back against the cushions, his legs splayed unabashedly, blade watches with naked desire as dan feng lets his silks slip from his shoulders and drop into a puddle on the ground around his ankles, revealing the beautiful, slim lines of his body, his long, long legs and the perfect curve of his ass and hips. aeons, every inch of him is gorgeous. blade's mouth waters with the desire to lick all over his body.
the tip of dan feng's tail flicks under his chin, closing his mouth (which, yes, had been hanging a little open in awe and appreciation) and making blade's lips curve up in a wicked smile. ]
I wouldn't dream of it, my prince.
[ the instant that dan feng has vanished into the bedchamber, blade is up and off the divan to follow. it's not incredibly dignified to walk with the beginnings of an erection growing between his legs, but he's also not about to make a secret out of how incredibly attracted he is to dan feng, so he's not shy about the way his body responds to his beautiful prince.
he enters dan feng's bedchambers for the first time, glancing around briefly to take in the decor, and yet more wholly focused on the bed and dan feng in it. blade pauses at the foot of the bed to look at him, leaning against one of the posts at the corner of the bedframe and casting his gaze admiringly (and hungrily) over the shape of dan feng's body. ]
[ dan feng can't help but to bask in blade's attentions, to enjoy the feeling of those eyes on him, burning hot. he's a bit of a vain creature to begin with, but to have blade want him.. it satisfies an itch in his bones. he wants this man to crave him with every fiber of his being. to salivate at the mere idea of pleasing him.
by the time blade steps into his bedchambers, dan feng is flung comfortably across his bed, naked and glowing in the moonlight that floods the room, his hair spilling over one shoulder like a curtain of ink. he smirks. ]
There you are.
[ he murmurs, before he reclines against the headboard and parts his thighs, smoothing a palm down from his knee, fingertips dancing along the slit of his vent, still wet and glistening with blade's own spend. with two fingers, he spreads himself open for blade to see, rubbing gently at the soft scales that line the soft, puffy lips of his cunt. ]
Now, how will you please your prince?
[ he whispers, watching blade through lidded eyes, his pupils wide and dark in their luminous wreaths. licking his lips, he dips one slender finger into his body, a shudder sweeping down his tail. ]
[ maybe there will come a time when the mere sight of dan feng sprawled across the mattress isn't enough to knock blade entirely speechless, but tonight is certainly not that night. he's ethereal, a vision, all pale limbs and dark hair lit to near glowing by nothing more than the light of the moon. the flash of light in his eyes as his gaze lifts to meet blade's, the soft dry sound of his fingertips as they brush along his thigh up toward his vent... blade gulps, swallowing the saliva that's collected in his mouth.
the weight of his attention must be not enough for dan feng to feel it, a physical brand on his skin as blade's eyes track the movement of dan feng's hand. down his thigh, up the crease of his hip, then teasingly along the swollen lips of his vent, still a little sensitive from their previous activities. blade's breath hitches as dan feng spreads himself open and dips a finger inside, wishing ferociously that it were his fingertip touching that soft muscle inside, that it were him making that gorgeous shudder run down dan feng's tail.
without second-guessing the decision, blade climbs onto the mattress and moves to kneel between dan feng's thighs. he spreads his own knees, pressing dan feng's outward so that his wet vent is left fully on display for blade's eager appreciation. ]
Do that again, [ he murmurs. ] Spread yourself open. Let me see my cum inside you.
[ dan feng is no fool, nor is he particularly humble. he knows full well how beautiful he is to the eyes of onlookers, how the people whisper of the radiance of the one who drinks the moon, and he has used it to his advantage - will use it again, surely. but blade's attention is what he craves most, and the sight of his lover's lust rising in his burning eyes sets dan feng's loins ablaze. he has never wanted anyone the way he wants this man, with a visceral, gut-punching desire.
chuckling from his chest, dan feng rests his head against the pillows and arches his back, the tip of his middle fingers sliding through the mess blade has made of his vent, then lifting away until the slippery strings of cum snap, glimmering, milky white. ]
Making demands of your prince.. how bold.
[ he whispers, but the command makes him shudder, his vent clenching visibly. few would ever dare to speak to him the way blade does, and it makes him throb with excitement.
so at least for the moment he obeys, using his middle and ring fingers to spread his pink, swollen lips again, revealing the tender flesh within, painted with his own slick and blade's still-warm cum both. he exhales hard, rolling his hips in a way he knows is alluring, the silk sheets whispering beneath his every movement, a droplet of thick spend rolling down from inside of him, trickling onto the bedding below. ]
[ from the best seat in the house, blade watches, captivated, as dan feng slides a hand down his own body to obey blade's command. every inch of him is so gorgeous it's stunning, and to see such a beautiful body put on such lewd display—and further, to know that it's blade's cum dripping from dan feng's body, that it's in response to blade that dan feng is so slick and wet—is more than enough to have blade's cock stiffening the rest of the way. he reaches down to stroke it, slow and indulgent, matching the movement of his own hand to the movement of dan feng's—stroking his shaft when dan feng's fingertips draw along the line of his vent, pausing at the head when dan feng spread himself open.
aeons, he likes this way too much. blade loves the idea of dan feng full to the brim with his spend, the idea of leaving his mark, his claim, on the other man—it's an almost animalistic desire to mark his territory, blade thinks, exhaling sharply as his fingers twist at the tip of his cock. he watches dan feng's hips shift, watches a bead of pearly white drip from his entrance down his pale skin and onto the bedsheets below. ]
Fuck, Your Highness, [ blade says emphatically. he leans forward to brace himself against the headboard, his other hand guiding his cockhead to drag along the sensitive flesh of dan feng's vent.
the things i would do to you, blade wants to say. he doesn't. instead he just rolls his hips forward in a slow, steady thrust, sliding his cock all the way into dan feng's body until his balls come to rest against dan feng's ass. it's astonishing how perfectly dan feng takes him, as though his prince's body were made to accommodate blade's size and girth, hot muscle quivering around him, the slide made easy by cum and slick. ]
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the tip of dan feng's tail flicks under his chin, closing his mouth (which, yes, had been hanging a little open in awe and appreciation) and making blade's lips curve up in a wicked smile. ]
I wouldn't dream of it, my prince.
[ the instant that dan feng has vanished into the bedchamber, blade is up and off the divan to follow. it's not incredibly dignified to walk with the beginnings of an erection growing between his legs, but he's also not about to make a secret out of how incredibly attracted he is to dan feng, so he's not shy about the way his body responds to his beautiful prince.
he enters dan feng's bedchambers for the first time, glancing around briefly to take in the decor, and yet more wholly focused on the bed and dan feng in it. blade pauses at the foot of the bed to look at him, leaning against one of the posts at the corner of the bedframe and casting his gaze admiringly (and hungrily) over the shape of dan feng's body. ]
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by the time blade steps into his bedchambers, dan feng is flung comfortably across his bed, naked and glowing in the moonlight that floods the room, his hair spilling over one shoulder like a curtain of ink. he smirks. ]
There you are.
[ he murmurs, before he reclines against the headboard and parts his thighs, smoothing a palm down from his knee, fingertips dancing along the slit of his vent, still wet and glistening with blade's own spend. with two fingers, he spreads himself open for blade to see, rubbing gently at the soft scales that line the soft, puffy lips of his cunt. ]
Now, how will you please your prince?
[ he whispers, watching blade through lidded eyes, his pupils wide and dark in their luminous wreaths. licking his lips, he dips one slender finger into his body, a shudder sweeping down his tail. ]
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the weight of his attention must be not enough for dan feng to feel it, a physical brand on his skin as blade's eyes track the movement of dan feng's hand. down his thigh, up the crease of his hip, then teasingly along the swollen lips of his vent, still a little sensitive from their previous activities. blade's breath hitches as dan feng spreads himself open and dips a finger inside, wishing ferociously that it were his fingertip touching that soft muscle inside, that it were him making that gorgeous shudder run down dan feng's tail.
without second-guessing the decision, blade climbs onto the mattress and moves to kneel between dan feng's thighs. he spreads his own knees, pressing dan feng's outward so that his wet vent is left fully on display for blade's eager appreciation. ]
Do that again, [ he murmurs. ] Spread yourself open. Let me see my cum inside you.
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chuckling from his chest, dan feng rests his head against the pillows and arches his back, the tip of his middle fingers sliding through the mess blade has made of his vent, then lifting away until the slippery strings of cum snap, glimmering, milky white. ]
Making demands of your prince.. how bold.
[ he whispers, but the command makes him shudder, his vent clenching visibly. few would ever dare to speak to him the way blade does, and it makes him throb with excitement.
so at least for the moment he obeys, using his middle and ring fingers to spread his pink, swollen lips again, revealing the tender flesh within, painted with his own slick and blade's still-warm cum both. he exhales hard, rolling his hips in a way he knows is alluring, the silk sheets whispering beneath his every movement, a droplet of thick spend rolling down from inside of him, trickling onto the bedding below. ]
Look what you do to me. How full I am of you.
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aeons, he likes this way too much. blade loves the idea of dan feng full to the brim with his spend, the idea of leaving his mark, his claim, on the other man—it's an almost animalistic desire to mark his territory, blade thinks, exhaling sharply as his fingers twist at the tip of his cock. he watches dan feng's hips shift, watches a bead of pearly white drip from his entrance down his pale skin and onto the bedsheets below. ]
Fuck, Your Highness, [ blade says emphatically. he leans forward to brace himself against the headboard, his other hand guiding his cockhead to drag along the sensitive flesh of dan feng's vent.
the things i would do to you, blade wants to say. he doesn't. instead he just rolls his hips forward in a slow, steady thrust, sliding his cock all the way into dan feng's body until his balls come to rest against dan feng's ass. it's astonishing how perfectly dan feng takes him, as though his prince's body were made to accommodate blade's size and girth, hot muscle quivering around him, the slide made easy by cum and slick. ]