ink written on your soul;

[slicings]

[ dan feng will be arriving shortly, and yingxing can't help but to feel slightly nervous.

it's odd, for him, he's never nervous before his clients come in. he knows his worth, knows his own level of skill - he is one of the luofu's most sought after tattoo artists, most clients need to book well in advance, and yingxing is self-assured enough to never be anxious. but dan feng.. he's different. the moment he first laid eyes on the man, yingxing was entranced, and he knows for damned sure that he wants this tattoo to be up to his highest standards, to perfectly match the elegant, beautiful canvas he'll be applying it on.

they've only met in person once or twice now, to go over the design, most of their correspondence has been via email as yingxing worked on developing the piece, but to say he's got a stupid schoolboy crush would be an understatement. it's embarrassing, honestly, and unprofessional as well, so he's made sure to maintain the healthy boundary between them, even if the idea of seeing dan feng again is enough to get his heart fluttering against his ribs. ridiculous. he's well into his thirties, there's no reason to behave as if this man is his first crush, as if he's not a grown man with a job to do.

even still, once dan feng arrives it gets easier. something about the man simply puts yingxing at ease, calms his soul. he's just finishing sanitizing his station when dan feng appears in the doorway, and yingxing offers him a nod. ]

Come in. I'm ready for you.

[ he says, gesturing to the bench in front of him as he snaps on a pair of black nitrile gloves. ]

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[inexpiabile]

[Dan Feng's breaths come in ragged gasps as he rests heavily back against Yingxing's chest, soft whines riding on each exhale as those talented fingers tease his clit through the aftershocks of his second orgasm of the night. Even out of rut, he can feel the way the artist's cock remains locked inside of him... and there is something so intensely satisfying about it.

The alphas he'd been with before this hadn't felt even half as good, even during their rut -- Dan Feng has never wished to be taken and kept as an alpha's mate before now... and somehow those thoughts feel perfectly natural. There was just something about the way his very soul begged for Yingxing that felt... right.

It feels as if more time has passed than has actually passed by the time Dan Feng has regained his breath enough to speak, and he shifts carefully -- as he turns his head where it rests back against Yingxing's shoulder to allow their lips to brush.]

I have, too.. nearly ever since the day I first saw you..

[His admission is a low murmur.. and somewhere in the back of his mind, Dan Feng is perhaps a little nervous to admit that at all. The last thing he wanted was to push Yingxing away from him now -- what if the artist pulled back because of just how long Dan Feng had wanted him?

... yet still more of him is certain he won't lose the man.]

[slicings]

[ their lips touch, and yingxing takes full advantage, pressing in for a slow, deep kiss, his heart still pounding against his ribs. they took a risk here, it would have been simple for them to have been overheard, or even walked in on - they could still be walked in on - but yingxing thinks it's more than worth it. the pleasure of their union had been mindblowing.

nipping dan feng's lower lip, he chuckles warmly. ]

Mm.. same for me. You're beautiful, Dan Feng.

[ anyone with eyes could see as much. he's never seen anyone so breathtaking as the man before him, the man still in his arms, still so wonderfully tight around his cock, keeping him snugly inside even as his erection begins to flag.

nudging dan feng's jaw, yingxing hums, rumbles, nuzzling nose and mouth along the slope of dan feng's throat. ]

.. come home with me tonight.

[inexpiabile]

[Yingxing presses their lips together, and Dan Feng breathes a quiet, pleased little hum as he leans into the warmth of this kiss. Even with his heart still racing, the artist still so easily manages to make it flutter and skip.. it's such a pleasant feeling, he knew he would be thinking of the man whenever they would be apart. Even more than he already had been.

His breath catches quietly at the feeling of Yingxing's teeth at his lower lip, a smile tugging across his lips at that warm chuckle.]

Mm, you're quite beautiful yourself, you know.

[Sure the way each of them was beautiful was different.. but that didn't make it any less true. Yingxing's beauty was.. wild -- unashamedly himself and truly radiant to Dan Feng.

Dan Feng breathes a soft, pleased little sound as Yingxing nuzzles at his throat, shifting his head just a little to expose more of his neck to the man's attentions.

... those words, spoken against his skin, draw a little shiver down Dan Feng's back. He can only murmur a soft purr of his own in response.]

I would love to..

[slicings]

[ dan feng accepts, and immediately yingxing is grinning against his skin, like the cat that got the cream. his arms around him tighten a little, and he nips playfully at that beautifully curved throat, so kindly exposed for him, one of his hands smoothing over dan feng's belly. they're both a bit of a mess, but thankfully he has cleaning supplies here, for sanitary work reasons. ]

Good.. I want to see you sprawled against my sheets.

[ it's all he'd been thinking about, especially since their encounter at the university, when he'd caught little glimpses of dan feng's bare skin, elegant and flawless. he'd restrained himself then, but there was no reason to do so any longer. ]

You'll have to get out of my lap first, sweetheart. Much as I wish you didn't have to.

[ they'll need to disengage and clean up, but once they make it back to his flat.. well, there won't be any need for clothing at all, or separation. they can spend all night buried deep in one another. ]