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

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[lifeban]

[growls, tail lashing, vent squeezing needily and notably against his palm.]

Dan Feng.

[eggshell]

What do we say when we want something?

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Fuck me.

[eggshell]

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

Dan Feng bluescreens for about two seconds. And then he snarls, moving to catch Dan Heng by the waist and stand up, with a single-minded goal: to bend Dan Heng over the billiards table and fuck the living daylights out of him.]

You wanton whore.

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[dan heng lets his predecessor up, allows himself to be manhandled, because it's dan feng doing something. still shooting him a breathlessly aroused glare over his shoulder as he's bent over the table, though.]

You're going to pay me? How cute.

[eggshell]

[The look Dan Feng gives him clearly says he's thrown off by Dan Heng's newfound (?) sass. Where did that stoicism go. He yanks Dan Heng's pants down to his knees with savage petulance.]

You're not even worth an Immortal's Delight.

[And with that scathing reply, Dan Feng spreads Dan Heng's thighs with his hands, and licks a rough, firm stripe up his entrance.]

[lifeban]

[he has just enough time to roll his eyes at the insult before he's snapping his mouth shut with an audible click of teeth, jerking bodily, hips canting up and back encouragingly.]

[eggshell]

[Dan Feng has never slept with a Vidyadhara before - most of his own species tended to give him a very wide berth - but he knows, at least, what feels good for him, and no matter what configuration Dan Heng has decided to live his life with, he's pretty confident he can deliver.

There's a tongue spearing Dan Heng open without any preamble, fucking into him like it's a taste of what Dan Feng plans to do. One of his hands slide upwards to give an asscheek a resounding smack, specifically so Dan Feng can feel him jump, because he really is just like that.]

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[this being dan heng's true form, no cloudhymn allowed, he's not too different below the belt than dan feng himself. his own (barely) sheathed lengths are side by side when unleashed, which may differ, but he can't see that just yet--

oh, no, the ass slap does the trick, dan heng's whole body drawing tight all at once enough to squeeze out his cocks in a split second. there they are, soaking wet and translucent at the tips.]

[eggshell]

[He stills, pulls back, breathing ragged. Dan Feng is no blushing virgin but he was not prepared for the spike of pure lust, something that felt like animal instinct, when Dan Heng's scent fills the air.

He frantically undoes his own fly, kicking Dan Heng's legs apart as his tail curls around Dan Heng's.]

You are so- [mmmfgh. Dan Feng's braincells have melted into soup. What the hell.]

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Come on--!

[this is no longer the time for sass. this is dan heng's tail winding tight around dan feng's in return, his hips lifting in invitation, soaking wet and needy, his scent and taste heavy in the air and on dan feng's tongue.]

[eggshell]

[There's a hand bracing itself between Dan Heng's shoulder blades, the other hand clawed at his hip.

He does not have the self-control to ask properly; all Dan Heng would have as warning is a murmured inhale, didi into his temple- before Dan Feng sheathes both cocks into his cunt, in one sharp jolt.]

[lifeban]

[jing yuan is big. it might seem like a non sequitur, but it's not! jing yuan is big, and has fucked him, you know, pretty recently. but he's also the only one dan heng has had, and one big human dick does not prepare him for both dragon dicks. not even close.

what is close is that he doesn't scream. barely. it's a near thing. he definitely shouts, squeezing tight around those intruding lengths in response to the shock of it all.]

[eggshell]

Ssshh. [Dan Heng is tight, tight enough that Dan Feng was thinking about cloudhymn to soothe him. He did not have that here, so instead, he curls over Dan Heng's back, blanketing him with his weight, as much as his tail would allow.]

You're incredible. [His voice cracks a little, throaty pleasure obvious in his tone. His hips jerk in tiny increments, but he is trying his best to let Dan Heng adjust, at least.

Dan Feng isn't quite interested in breaking his things so early.] So good for me. Breathe, dear.

[lifeban]

[the warm weight of dan feng along his back helps. pinning him is grounding, reminding him where he is with the felt of the billiard table cushioning his cheek, who he's with from their twined tails and the weight not dissimilar from his own.

it takes longer for dan heng to realize he's the source of the whining sound. it's hard to imagine that there's room inside him to even make noise, as overstuffed as he feels. every miniscule shift is far too apparent, when he's this full. to say dan feng is hitting the sensitive places inside him would be an understatement. simply staying within him is stimulating them relentlessly, and every little jerk of dan feng's hips knocks loose a desperate sound.

the praise, too, is undoing him. processing is hard, but the tone has him twitching his own hips as if seeking approval.]

[eggshell]

[The whining sound makes his heart clench, and he yanks at Dan Heng's collar, latching teeth into the bare skin at the join of his neck and shoulder.

Perhaps the Dan Feng who was Dan Heng's foundation would have been more gentle, but he can't wait. He doesn't want to wait. The urge to claim Dan Heng is too strong and primal and honestly even without the draconic, animal instinct - Dan Feng would have wanted to ruin him utterly anyway.

He pulls out, just enough so the tips of his cocks stay in - and snaps his hips forward, starting a brutal, punishing pace.]

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[the teeth in his skin have dan heng keening, which only escalates when dan feng starts fucking him. he's scrabbling for purchase on the tabletop, inner muscles spasming and fluttering as he can do absolutely nothing but take it.]

[eggshell]

[His tail curls around Dan Heng's painfully tight, like he's subconsciously trying to keep Dan Heng pliant and in place. He would have teased, degraded Dan Heng any other time (in his thoughts, yes, he's had them), but like this he's helpless to do anything but try and mold dan heng's insides to the shape of his cocks.

The pace does not falter, even as Dan Feng reaches around his hipbone, hand petting down his stomach and finding Dan Heng's cocks.]

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[that hand may be waylaid on the way to its goal, because he'll be able to feel his cocks ravaging dan heng through the skin of his belly when he fucks in deep, his whole body somehow seizing up tighter still when dan heng realizes exactly how stretched thin he is to contain the man railing him into the table.]

[eggshell]

[He was already tight beyond anything Dan Feng had ever touched, and that clenching pushes him over the edge immediately, his hand pressing down hard on Dan Heng's stomach. He thinks he can actually feel his own cocks twitch through the wall of muscle, and he whines wordlessly against Dan Heng's hair, feeling his own seed bubble out sluggishly from where they're joined.

The clarity of this man is going to be able to make me do anything hits him. He's screwed.] Dan Heng.

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[whether it's the press of dan feng's palm or the wet heat filling up what little space remained within him that undoes him is up for debate, but that's not the point. the point is that he's coming too, his own come spilling across his belly and dan feng's hand and the table, cocks twitching untouched.

of course, this means the unreal clutch around dan feng intensifies, dan heng's own slick squirting and making the mess squeezing out of him wetter still as he shudders and gasps his way through orgasm.]

[eggshell]

[Dan Feng hisses, cocks oversensitive inside Dan Heng's warmth, but he likes the feeling, nerves scraped raw, and there was something primal in his brain that made him want to stay pressed as close to Dan Heng as possible, as long as possible.]

Should keep you like this. A warm hole to breed. [Mumbled, drunk on Dan Heng's scent and heat, rocking his hips gently as he has not gone soft.] Mate.

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[dan feng's voice, words dig into his hindbrain and drag a desperate little moan out of him, another wave of arousal and gush of his own slick betraying how into it he is even further.

about six sassy responses distantly come to mind, but instead he's scraping his braincells together just enough to clap his hand over his own mouth so he doesn't say anything half as embarrassing as dan feng is, even though he's shifting to encourage the slide of those cocks inside him.]

[eggshell]

[Dan Feng is going to regret his horny posting on main later isn't he.]

I want to see you.

[He pulls out - the squelch is obscene, not to mention the sheer amount of fluid dripping out of Dan Heng - just so he can try and cajole/manhandle/roll him over.]

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[dan heng would really prefer to have a few moments to just lay there on his belly and shiver as so very, very much of their fluids flows out of him, his stretched-open cunt twitching pathetically. after all, even with the sheer mess that had already been forced out of him, that was only the amount that had managed to slip past dan feng's cocks.

but he's not getting that opportunity, and he's not too resistant to being rolled over, though he furrows his brow and wriggles a little lower on the table so the raised edge isn't digging into the base of his tail, ass and legs just hanging off it, save for how he's hitching them around dan feng to drag him back inside.

though he's stubbornly keeping his mouth covered, he's unavoidably a debauched mess, on display for dan feng like this. his own lengths are still hard, flushed and dripping even with the smeared come of his own painted on his belly, and he isn't aware of the tear tracks obvious on his face.]