[ of course dan heng won't elaborate further - and he shouldn't, yingxing doesn't deserve it for being so cheeky, but even still, he wants so badly to know. it's arousing, to think of dan heng touching himself, fucking himself on his fingers to the thought of blade.. and now he's here, pinned beneath the man himself.
he wonders how different yingxing is from dan heng's perception of blade. ]
Mm.. good to know.
[ he murmurs, groaning low in his chest as dan heng's fingers explore him, down the full length of his cock, cupping his balls - his hum is appreciative, clearly enjoying the attention. but after a moment, yingxing crawls one hand across the sleeping bag, pawing for his bag, snagging the box of condoms inside. ]
no subject
he wonders how different yingxing is from dan heng's perception of blade. ]
Mm.. good to know.
[ he murmurs, groaning low in his chest as dan heng's fingers explore him, down the full length of his cock, cupping his balls - his hum is appreciative, clearly enjoying the attention. but after a moment, yingxing crawls one hand across the sleeping bag, pawing for his bag, snagging the box of condoms inside. ]
Rare that real life exceeds fantasy, hmm?