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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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Has anyone touched your horns before.
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[which is probably kinder than pointing out he's either been in the shackling prison or hiding them his whole life]
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but also dan feng lifts his head. looks at him, eyes half-lidded. he starts running a finger up and down the translucent curve of it.]
Don’t let anyone else touch them.
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Demanding.
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You forget. Dragons are greedy.
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...Mmm. Guess so.
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And I am a war criminal who is used to getting what I want.
So nobody else can touch you like this.
[the hand on dan heng’s horn tightens. he is vaguely aware that he is, once again, painfully hard.] Understand?
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Don't war crime my friends.
[probably not the best thing to say, bud. unfortunately braincells are really barely engaging at this time.]
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[his tail finds dan heng’s tail and constricts around it. dan feng doesn’t seem too offended, considering the way he rocks their hips together.]
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[with absolutely no hesitation, arching up against him.]
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Who am I to refuse?
[using that hand on his horn to keep dan heng’s head in place, he hikes up one of dan heng’s thighs with the other, and finally starts sinking into him again- but slowly. excruciatingly slowly.]
Look at me.
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I'm looking.
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[dan feng still isn’t quite sure how this would help laying that last egg, but he is starting to realize he would literally do anything if dan heng asked enough times.]
Greedy. [he cants his head to the side, drops a kiss to dan heng’s nose- and then abruptly moves to manhandle him, trying to flip them over, so dan heng can ride him. that should help, right…]
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the cute little nose kiss throws him, and he lets out a shocked little gasp as their positions change, the egg shifting with gravity and leaving him breathless.]
I thought- that was a dragon thing?
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[how he manages to sound so fakely shocked and condescending at the same time is fascinating.
he does have to turn his face into the pillow for a bit though, because somehow dan heng's weight in addition to dan feng's cocks sinking into his heat all at once wrenches a sound out of him. wait. this position might not be as advantageous as he thinks.]
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[grumbly but distracted, arching his back atop him with a groan as he settles. den feng sinks deeper and deeper into him until the tips of his cocks nudge up against the egg itself.]
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[just going to - stare. at dan heng. dan feng looks like he’s been hit upside the head. this angle is very good; all that flexing muscle and cock and heated skin on display.]
You look … [he swallows.]
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[incredulous, but he's losing sight of his irritation with dan feng's expression, his own growing...]
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leaning forward, just a little, to brace his hands on dan feng's chest.]
I look...?
[voice uncharacteristically silky.]
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he opens his mouth but nothing comes out. this is because his mouth is very dry all of a sudden. dan feng is used to doing the seducing and being caught on the back foot like this is very… augh. he can literally feel all the blood in his head rush south.
trying to regain control of the situation, he braces his feet and thrusts upwards, into that wet heat.]
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How- do I look-?
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Divine. [his hips twitch upwards like he can’t help himself.] Like - I want to break you. [mmmngh.] Filthy creature.
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...but there's not time to examine that, not really. the thing is that it is very much appealing, and he might cry if he thinks too hard about how it might be because he trusts Dan Feng to put him back together afterward. how the harsher words are still part of the compliment he was fishing for.
instead he bites his lip and grinds down onto him, absolutely filthy, clenching to make himself tighter even after all his vent has been through in the past while.]
Maybe next time.
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[dan feng’s foot kicks out violently against the sheets. it’s a little overwhelming just how arousing dan heng’s confidence is. he’ll have to encourage that in every way possible.]
Definitely next time- [he can’t help himself- he thrusts upwards again, starting an unstable rhythm, panting with need.]
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Yes-
[riding him as best he can, with the inconsistent rhythm and the egg throwing off his balance and the tired burn in almost all of his muscles.]
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