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[lifeban]

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10:55 am

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"This is Dan Heng. Please text rather than calling."

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[lifeban]

[


better than poisonous berries]

Okay. Back to the topic at hand.

[eggshell]

What do you taste like?

[lifeban]

...I don't know how I'm expected to know the answer to that question.

[eggshell]

Exactly. So, in my benevolence, I am offering to find out for you.

[lifeban]

Literally how are you not processing this as flirting?!

[eggshell]

[do you think there is a version of dan feng out there who knows what flirting is.]

If I had wanted to have you I would not go through asinine avenues such as flirting.

[lifeban]

You are absurd.

[hangs up on him.

but he is on his way to the bar.]

[eggshell]

[his phone is ringing the entire time????????? HELLO???????]

[lifeban]

[SLAMS THE BAR DOOR OPEN, blushing furiously.]

[eggshell]

[dan feng is literally lying on a billiards table like it's a bed. there are several strawberry candy wrappers littered beside him. he lifts his head slightly, brightens up when he sees dan heng, tries to get off said table, and proceeds to overbalance and fall off.]

[lifeban]

[......aeons, his own taste.

stomps over to scoop him up.]

[eggshell]

[GRABS AT HIM TO PULL HIM DOWN]

[lifeban]

[shit, he did not expect that. falls on him with a yelp.]

[eggshell]

[luckily the bar is deserted at ass o clock in the evening, because dan feng takes this Great Opportunity to try and bite him just under his jaw.]

[lifeban]

[fffffuck, lets him, shifting to try and pin him in the meantime. to the fucking... bar floor. sure.]

[eggshell]

[dan feng gets a good lick up the column of his throat before he gets pinned to the slightly sticky bar floor?? he's still vaguely dizzy and he also doesn't really think dan heng is a threat, so. whatever.]

You taste like skin. [he sounds put out by this.]

[lifeban]

[shiverssss and withdraws to Look at him. grabbing at his jaw.]

Obviously. Did you wash your mouth?

[he does not want even secondhand mistletoe poisoning thank you,]

[eggshell]

[???????????

he's been mouthing at candy for a while so all of the mistletoe is probably gone... dan feng answers by saying ahhh. his fangs are glazed pink, sticky, like the rest of his mouth.

he is also visibly confused into compliance, pupils trying and failing to focus on dan heng.]

[lifeban]

[wow he is probably way too fucked up to be considered consenting here, huh.

careful breathsniff.

then kissing him.]

[eggshell]

[???????????]

[it's like mouthing at a wet, great value jolly rancher that's strawberry lube flavored.

it would be better if dan feng was actually kissing him back, but he's not, he's just- mouth open? there? he makes a questioning noise? what is happening here?]

[lifeban]

[for lan's sake buddy get with the program

bites him.]

[eggshell]

[that gets an involuntary sound out of him, half warning growl, half startled groan, but it works: he slides a hand to cradle the back of dan heng's head, and holds him right there, so he can slot their mouths together properly.]

[lifeban]

[good. better. dan heng has grown pretty practiced at kissing jing yuan, but it's different with two sets of fangs, and he lets dan feng adjust them.]

[eggshell]

[he can't tell whose fangs nicked whose, but there's the welcome metallic tang of blood, and dan feng licks it out of dan heng's mouth feverishly.

he's the one who breaks the kiss first, though, head lolling a little bit to the side.]

What...?

[lifeban]

[he can't resist that exposed throat. ducking to breathlessly mouth at the skin under his jaw.]

How do I taste?