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[There is really no logic that can explain this. With how Vidyadhara are, Dan Heng literally inhabits the body that once belonged to Dan Feng. His egg formed from the former High Elder's corpse.
But that's a bit beside the actual point, here. The point being that someone is in Dan Heng's bedroom, which, while it is technically not a bedroom and technically is a public amenity, still is left well enough alone while he's sleeping. The Nameless know to leave a resting Dan Heng well enough alone, given his position as the twitchiest member of the Astral Express Crew. So he's snapping fully awake when he hears the slightest movement, sitting abruptly upright to assess the situation.
The situation being that a far-too-familiar someone is standing in the Archive.
And since, as previously mentioned, there's no logic to it, Dan Heng just throws the whole idea out the window as another of his usual nightmares and dives for Cloud Piercer where it's propped against the console near the foot of his futon.]

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the last time he had exchanged reassurances like this was a memory of millennia ago: before he and his brood-siblings went to honor the pact with the Xianzhou Alliance.
family. for the first time, imbibitor lunae was not alone.
he gently slides out - he was not looking at the point where they were joined because he was fairly sure he would lose his mind - and goes to pick dan heng up again, intending this time to literally toss him to the bed. (which was an actual bed this time, small mercies.)]
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he doesn't have those distant memories of family, not as scrambled as his own dreams are, but whatever this is... he wants it, badly. wants to cling and never let go. this feeling contributes both to his boneless willingness to be scooped up, and his indignant squawk at being thrown to the bed.]
Dan Feng!
[twisting to face him, grabbyhandses. fuck, but isn't he a vision, belly and thighs wet with come and slick both.]
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You make it so easy.
[he settles right next to him on the bed, and props his head up on a hand. the other hand shamelessly walks itself down to dan heng’s navel and lower, swiping through the mess there and - rubbing it into dan heng’s skin.]
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[grumbly, but unmistakably fond. he flops his tail possessively over dan feng's waist, nuzzling in to leave stinging bites along his collarbone and also conveniently hide his face as he shivers.]
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I’ll need to - ah- have you again soon. [his breathing hitches with every bite, and he rolls onto his back, looking vaguely embarrassed.]
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Good.
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… what are you doing? [he does settle a hand into the small of dan heng’s back while praying that he doesn’t grind down too hard because dan feng was being gentlemanly and he thought maybe dan heng would like a nap before going another round????]
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Getting ready to go again?
[stamina monster meet stamina monster]
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You should rest a bit. [but he’s not really letting dan heng go, smoothing hands up and down his flank. he’s taking shallow breaths too, trying not too inhale too much.]
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tailtwitch, tailtwitch, but he nods and tucks himself more comfortably atop him.]
You too.
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I’ll try.
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[lifting his head to give him an assessing look, flexing the muscles of that nice ass unconsciously. Not Helping.]
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[he stares at the ceiling. he can feel dan heng’s muscles bunch up under his hands. both of his cocks twitch between them. he prays for patience but his heat does not give a shit.]
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behave, dan heng...]
...Should I move?
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dan feng seems to have his own internal struggle, his hands moving high up dan heng’s spine. anywhere that is far away from Places.]
You’re fine where you are. [his braincells are starting to liquefy again.] Do you want to try having me.
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Yes.
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I can- [he tries to sit up, sliding a hand between them to grope at dan heng’s lengths.] I can take both-
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You're sure?
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If you could last, then yes.
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sliding his hands down dan feng's chest, sides, hips, to trace his vent with near-reverent fingertips.]
Like you lasted?
[he says like he didn't come just as fast. he isn't annoyed, but he can still play at it.]
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[he arches into the touches, rocking his hips mindlessly into dan heng’s hand. his own cocks leak pre at just the thought of dan heng’s hands near them, and the less said about the slick that’s staining a dark wet spot on the sheets the better.]
Anything you do could - [ok shutting up now thanks.]
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[practically a purr, pressing his thumb into him testingly and bracketing the bases of his lengths with his fingers.]
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[he’d say a lot more things like you’re fucked or do you know what happens when two dragons share a heat but then the gege makes slick drip out of him hotly and he automatically tries to close his legs to hide it. he knocks a foot into dan heng’s side lightly.]
You’re a menace.
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(he super doesn't know, because the vidyadhara are extremely private and it's not like he was educated on much. independent research only goes so far, especially off-ship.)]
As I said: two of us.
[pushing those thighs apart, nooo hiding. he looks down at him with those luminous eyes, and licks his lips.]
Brace yourself.
[his free hand shifts to grip his own lengths together, and the finger inside dan feng tugs, not out, but to the side, stretching his entrance.]
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Hurry up. [he says, then, reaching down - briefly grinding a palm against his own cocks for some reprieve - before pushing dan heng’s hand away.
because he slides both hands between his legs and holds himself open, looking down at dan heng with drunken, half-lidded eyes, mouth open and drooling in imitation of his cunt.]
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