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band au;

[ yingxing exhales hard.

his ears still ring with the music, his blood thrumming with excitement. for all the years that highcloud has been together now, he never really tires of this work. he loves what he does, loves his bandmates no matter how often they butt heads, loves everything about their music. it's hard work, exhausting even at the best of times, and there are certainly many downsides to fame and celebrity status, but this.. playing together, making music, performing, he's passionate about it. the riches and fame are secondary to doing what he loves.

they're halfway through their rehearsal now, splitting up to take a break and rehydrate, and it's as he's guzzling down some water from a bottle that yingxing spots dan heng, dan feng's quiet, elusive little brother.

they've met before, but only briefly, only in passing. while dan heng is supportive of his brother and the band, he's a bit of a recluse, and he's never really gone out of his way to interact with any of them beyond dan feng - so what's he doing here right now? yingxing can't resist the urge to pester him, not when he knows he might not get the chance to again for some time now.

so, wiping sweat from his brow, yingxing wanders toward the table where dan heng has set up shop, surrounded by books and papers, lit by the glow of his laptop and tablet. ]

Long time no see.

[ entirely uninvited, yingxing pulls up a seat across from dan heng, straddling it backwards, leaning his forearms on the back of the steel chair. his hair is wild and his skin is flushed and dewy with sweat, adrenaline still pumping, his grin broad and easy. ]

Surprised you can concentrate with all this noise.

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[ Deep down, Dan Heng thinks he shouldn't be doing this. Yes, the night before was wonderful, everything he wanted, and Yingxing said he likes him (and unlike the other, he hasn't even given a single thought to his brother and what he might think), but the consent of this moment is murky at best—no permission sought, just the very same mindless, needy grinding that starts to reawaken the older man's cock inside him.

He's not really thinking though, not past the animalistic need of the thing, his heat continuing to drive him, push him to do things he wouldn't normally, would never have imagined doing, really.

And so the steady filling out of Yingxing's cock is met with a low groan into the older man's throat, an achy throb of his cunt at the thought of being tied to him with that knot once more, a mutter of a mindless apology into his skin as his hips continue to grind into the other, as Dan Heng starts to see those stars of pleasure all over again. ]

[ luckily for dan heng, yingxing absolutely does not mind - or wouldn't, even were he cognizant enough to worry about it. there's something incredibly hot about dan heng taking his pleasure as he needs it, so hungry for him that he can barely control himself..

so when he finally does begin to wake, his eyelids fluttering before they slowly open, he only grins. the sky is still mostly dark outside the warehouse windows, but the artificial sun is just barely beginning to peek above the horizon, staining it a soft molten gold, lighting the room in a faint, warm glow. yingxing hums, shifting against the damp fabric they're piled on, and rolls his hips, pushing in deep, his cock still slowly hardening, filling dan heng up. ]

.. g'morning.

[ he murmurs, dipping to mouth along dan heng's jawline, pressing lazy kisses there while the young man ruts against him, fucking himself on yingxing's growing erection.

and then, hooking his arm around dan heng's slim waist, yingxing rolls onto his back, pulling dan heng over him. ]

[ The realization that Yingxing is awake comes just before he murmurs his greeting, as he shifts, rolling his hips and pushing his hardening cock in deeper just as Dan Heng grinds down against it, making the younger's breath stutter, his back arch as he lets out a low, desperate moan. The sound ends up just echoing the morning greeting, and Dan Heng colors with a hint of embarrassment even as his head tips back, giving Yingxing the room he wants to leave those kisses. ]

Good morning, [ he whispers back. And then, because he has enough presence of mind at least to apologize: ] I'm sorry, I woke up and I needed...

[ Before he can finish the sentence, though, they're rolled, Yingxing on his back and Dan Heng straddled across him, half-sitting in his lap due to the way he's been moving. And usually, here, he would hesitate, the shyness would claim him—even now, it tries to, red climbing his cheeks as he looks down at the other's grinning face—but in this moment he needs enough that the embarrassment is put aside, that his only answer is to continue moving his hips, rolling them down against that steadily-hardening cock.

He breathes out a low groan, eyes closing as his head tips back, hands bracing on that powerful chest. ]

Heh, nothing to be sorry for, though I appreciate the sentiment.

[ consent and all - it's important to him, too, but in this case, he's more than fine with a little bit of somno, with dan heng using him like a toy even while he's still asleep. surely it's hard for him to resist, while he's deep in his heat.

more important is how cute dan heng looks when he's being shy and embarrassed. maybe it's asking a lot of him, to give him the opportunity to take charge a little, but yingxing can't help it either - he wants to see what dan heng looks like when he's chasing his own pleasure just how he wants it. if it helps to bolster his confidence in the same stroke, well, all the better. ]

Mmn.. still so wet for me.

[ he murmurs, settling his hands onto dan heng's hips, his chest tensing beneath the press of those soft hands, muscle jumping. his abdomen flexes as he rolls his hips upward, pushing deep into dan heng again, his cock now full and thick, flushed and eager. ]

And still so full of my cum, too. Good boy, keeping so much in..

[ Dan Heng is just starting to think that he can do this when Yingxing starts to talk. Not the part where he accepts his apology, no; what he says as Dan Heng starts to move, his voice all but a purr as he praises him, noting how wet he still is, how much of the night before he's managed to retain. The younger man's cheeks burn and he groans under his breath, the sound a little sharper as Yingxing's hips roll up and into him.

He shakes his head just a little. ]

The sheets... the bedding, it's... all really wet, [ he manages, and there's something of an apology in his tone. More than he could have imagined, he likes the way the other calls him a good boy, but right now he feels that the praise is undeserved, that he needs to be filled up again so he can do it better—

(Or is that just the heat, driving him mad with the desire to be filled again?)

He huffs out a sigh as his hips move harder down against the other's cock. ]

I can... I can do better.

[ the bedding is the last thing on yingxing's mind, while he's got a beautiful vidyadhara bouncing on his cock. ]

Oh? Mm.. are you going to show me?

[ he murmurs, squeezing the swell of dan heng's hips, rubbing his thumbs over his hipbones and down through the hollows, then up again. then one hand slips free, sliding around dan heng's thigh to squeeze as his ass, before teasing at the base of his tail, rubbing the soft scales along the underside where it meets his skin. ]

Going to show me how much you can take? You're still so full..

[ even despite how much has leaked free, how much is still leaking free with every thrust of their bodies together, yingxing can still feel plenty inside, can still see the very slight swell of dan heng's lower belly, so full of his spend. ]

[ Dan Heng groans, tail lashing as Yingxing's fingers run across his skin and squeeze his ass before running over the scales that join his tail to his skin. The sensation is amazing, almost as good as the pressure he feels building in his abdomen all over again. He is still overfull, now that he can see himself from this angle, hadn't truly realized it while focused on the knowledge that he'd lost so much.

But—

He can do better. He can be fuller. Suddenly, the idea of showing off, of pleasing Yingxing even more, is incredibly appealing.

So he nods, hips moving that little bit faster against him as he does, glowing eyes alight with arousal and determination both. ]

I can—I.. I'm gonna show you, yeah.

[ ah, yes, good - he's sussing out dan heng's pleasurable spots, where and how to touch him to make him squirm and moan, what he likes and doesn't like. the tail is sensitive. good to know. ]

Good boy.. you'll do well for me, I know.

[ he murmurs, praising him, seeing all too easily how it seems to please dan heng, and yingxing wants him pleased. ]

Keep going for me then, baby, show me how much you love riding my cock.

[ breathless, yingxing lifts his hips, pushing in deep enough that dan heng will be able to feel the beginnings of his knot swelling, both hands now grabbing at his ass, squeezing the supple flesh. he keeps his hips canted upward as much as he can, giving dan heng something good to ride. ]

[ A shudder runs through him in response to the praise, all-too-visibly impressed by it even as he is thoroughly embarrassed. His fingers clutch, scraping against the other's chest as he continues to roll his hips, rocking his soaked, leaking cunt against the other's hard cock.

He can feel the beginnings of the knot just like Yingxing wants him to, and it only makes him groan and toss his head back, redoubling his efforts, using the other's angle to ride down against him as well as he can, his hips lifting and falling in needy desperation.

Truthfully, he's not sure he'll last much longer, and it's probably evident in the way his movements start to falter a little, a low groan on his lips that slowly becomes a whine, breath stuttering as he moves. ]

Ngh, fuck...

Mmn.. that's right, just like that. You're so good..

[ he whispers, voice rough and rasping, and yingxing groans, pushing his shoulders back against the bedding, the drag of dan heng's nails scratching at his chest leaving a pleasant burn behind. abdomen tensing, he redoubles his grip on his ass, holding him still so he can fuck up into him harder and faster, the sound of their bodies coming together wet and obscene. ]

Just like that..

[ clenching his jaw, yingxing's thumbs press hard into dan heng's hips, sweat now gleaming on his skin, core muscles burning. aeons, it's so damned good, dan heng is so wet, so tight, squeezing him like a fist, his heart slamming against his ribs. ]

Come for me now, sweetheart, I know you're close.

[ and the more orgasms he can fuck out of dan heng, the better. ]

[ The other's words are the last piece of the puzzle. His movements atop Yingxing are breathless and faltering, the scrapes of his fingers uncontrolled and leaving scrapes of raw skin in their wake, and without the other holding him in place he might slump over, already overwhelmed.

But he keeps moving for as long as he can, hips moving hard and fast. He's close, and Yingxing calls for him, rough voiced but gentle, voice echoing in his mind over the sound of their bodies coming together in wanton pleasure— ]

Fuck—

[ From where the other lays back, he'll get a grand view of the gush of slick from Dan Heng's cunt as the younger man orgasms, head tossed back and hips still moving instinctively even as his muscles clench down. ]

[ oh, what a view indeed. dan heng comes apart beautifully, his head thrown back and his body arched, and yingxing hardly knows where to look - at his face twisted up in pleasure, at the gentle bounce of his soft little breasts, or at the lewd, glistening sight of his cunt being fucked deep, gushing around yingxing's cock as he comes. it's a feast for the senses.

before dan heng has had the chance to recover, or even finish his orgasm, yingxing tenses and flips them again, surging forward to press dan heng into the rumpled bedding right onto his back. ]

You're so perfect -

[ he murmurs, burying his face in dan heng's neck as he continues pistoning into him, fucking him through the crest of his orgasm and after, his knot swelling further, pushing against him but not yet popping in. he isn't ready to give in just yet. ]

Give me another one, Ah Heng..

[ How can he not give Yingxing exactly what he wants? His senses are heavy with heat, needing what he hasn't quite been given yet, and one orgasm was never going to be enough, no matter how many he's had over the past twenty-four hours. His cunt is sensitive, twitching and throbbing through his orgasm, nerve endings all lighting at once as the older man flips them and continues fucking hard and fast into him.

It has him reaching, fingers gripping now in the other's hair, the sound of his voice a keening whine as he rolls his hips up, up against the movements, right into those same overwhelming sensations.

Like this, with his body screaming in exhaustion and pleasure at the same time, with Yingxing's low voice pushing him onward, it's no surprise that he comes again sooner rather than later, his cry almost a sob of pleasure as he does, slumping back against the pillow, limbs trembling with exertion. ]

[ dan heng comes for him a second time, shivering and clenching all around him, and yingxing groans to feel it, his mouth moving hot over the bruises he had left behind on that slender neck the previous night. he's close, has to be close when dan heng is so incredibly tight, when he's enjoyed not one but two orgasms on yingxing's cock, that he's managed to last this long at all is a feat.

but he holds off just a little longer. ]

Good boy.. [ he whispers, kissing his way back to dan heng's mouth, murmuring against his swollen lips. ] .. do you need me to fill you up, hmm?

[ he doesn't stop fucking him, even while he talks, both hands seizing dan heng's thighs and pushing them further open, hooking his elbows beneath his knees to spread him, allowing dan heng to feel every inch of him sinking in deep. ]

Tell me how much you need it, baby, how you need me to breed you so good, and fill your belly up..

[ Good boy, Yingxing whispers, and oh Dan Heng loves and hates what it does to him when he does, the way his lips part in a whimper, the way his used cunt flutters, inviting him further. He's so sure that outside of the bedroom, he'd find the phrase insulting, and yet in bed there's something about it that stirs him, that makes him crave more of it.

And—speaking of craving—

His head slumps further back in response to the other's movements, the way he's shifted and spread open on the bed, and his lips tremble against Yingxing's mouth, the answer coming to him faster than he could have imagined it would—the willingness, too, to speak such words, driven by the need still aching, burning— ]

I need it, Yingxing, I—fuck, I need you so much, please... please don't make me wait anymore, fucking... fill me up, make me yours. Ruin—ruin me for anyone else. Breed me—

[ it's so damned thrilling to hear dan heng talk like this. he's usually so reticent, and while he can get wordy when he's talking about something he likes, he's always very polite and controlled, never the sort to swear or say filthy words - but here? now? he's lost control, and it's just about the hottest thing that yingxing has ever heard. ]

Mm, just like that..

[ what a good boy he's being, begging for what he needs like that - yingxing is more than happy to give it to him.

with a deep grunt, his hips snap forward once, twice, three times, hard and erratic, until at last his knot pushes through and he comes hard enough to see stars, moaning against dan heng's lips. painting his insides with ropes of hot spend, yingxing works his hips shallowly, his knot tugging at dan heng's abused entrance but staying firmly inside while he spills, flooding his belly once more with exactly what he needs. what they both need. ]

Fuck -

[ he whispers harshly, trembling as he holds himself up, eyes squeezed shut to better take in the pleasure. ]

[ Where Yingxing's eyes close, Dan Heng's eyes stay open—widen, even, trained down on the arch of his own stomach upward, the slight swell of his belly growing as he's filled all over again, a sharp moan on his lips. His fingers clutch handfuls of pale hair, and once he's seen it, he lets his eyes sink shut again, practically slumping into the older man as he pants out breath after breath, body clenching and trembling around him. ]

Oh, fuck...

[ It's a helpless little echo, and Dan Heng's fingers reach, cupping at Yingxing's cheek and pulling him in closer, mouth pressing soft and insistent against the elder's.

He hasn't really thought about what he said, or the implications, and right now there's no room in his mind for it anyway. Everything is just afterglow and bliss. ]

Ngh.. that was perfect...

[ yingxing hasn't thought about it either, hasn't thought about the fact that dan heng could potentially fall pregnant. granted, given vidyadhara fertility issues and the fact that dan heng is probably on t means they're likely safe, but he hasn't thought about it. he should be thinking about it, he's usually really good about using condoms, but this time..

gods, dan heng is just too much. he makes yingxing feel crazy and reckless. makes him think with his dick and not with his brain. ]

Mm.. yeah, it was.

[ he answers, breathless, his voice gone husky and rough. carefully, he allows himself to sink down, resting against one elbow, their skin sticking together, hair mussed and matted. the bedding is even more of a mess now, but that'll be a problem for them in ten minutes or so. not right now. ]

You're incredible.

Me? [ Not for the first time since they've become friends—not even for the first time in the last twenty-four hours—Dan Heng answers the compliment with a shake of his head. ] No, I... compared to you, I...

[ He smiles up at the other, continuing to brush his hair back, the smile on his lips awkward with shyness. ]

I'm really glad I came here. When I realized what I was done, I was scared that I'd made a mistake, but... I made the right choice. You've been so good to me, and I can't.. there's no way to... well, I'm grateful.

[ He moves to nestle against the other a little more, breath stuttering as he moves against the knot. ]

Dan Heng -

[ yingxing huffs a laugh, abashed, glancing aside. sure, he gets compliments all the time, but that's from fans, from people who know blade and ren, not yingxing, and while he definitely has arrogant moments, and he's more than self-assured, hearing something like that from dan heng makes him feel almost shy.

almost. he's still a grown man, not a schoolboy, so it isn't long before he's looking back to him again, his eyes crinkling with fondness. ]

I'm not giving you anything less than what you deserve. Give yourself a little more credit. You're smart, you're loyal, kind, beautiful.. what more could anyone want, right?

[ he hums, pressing another kiss to dan heng's mouth, then another. ]

Believe me, you're worth it.

[ His cheeks warm at the compliments, and Dan Heng smiles, responding to those kisses with small pecks of his own, shy but content. ]

I... I like hearing you talk like that, [ he admits after a moment. ] When you say nice things. And call me baby. And "good boy".

[ Okay, his cheeks are pretty close to red now. He presses his face into Yingxing's shoulder with a soft, barked laugh. ]

I'm going to shut up now.

[ But, shutting up or not, he's been honest, and he thinks that's important, especially as Yingxing is speaking so freely with him. He's embarrassed, but he feels good, too. ]

Hah, no, don't shut up.

[ he murmurs softly, through an easy grin, as he turns his head to nuzzle against dan heng's tapered ear and the corner of his jaw. he smells like sweat and sin, a heady scent that yingxing could easily get drunk on. ]

Those are things I want to know.

[ pet names and dirty talk come easily to him, but if dan heng wasn't into it, that's something he'd rather know now than later. granted, dan heng's body and moans told him all he needed to know about how he felt, but even still, having verbal affirmation is always helpful. rumbling from deep in his chest, yingxing once more finally rolls them carefully onto their sides, before his shoulders give out and he collapses his weight on the poor boy. ]

I'll tell you a secret, too. Listening to you while you were in the bath earlier.. it drove me crazy.

[ Don't shut up, he's told, and it makes sense that Yingxing would want to know these things, that it's important for him to know these things, but it's still more embarrassing than he dares to admit. He flusters and shakes his head, pressing closer to him even as Yingxing moves them onto their sides, the movement making the other's knot catch, making him groan a little from the pressure.

(Fuck, he's so full—)

He's about to ask a question, the content of which is immediately forgotten when Yingxing keeps talking, offers a secret which makes Dan Heng's cheeks burn, glowing eyes wide as the look up at him in shock. ]

I—you—ugh, I didn't know you heard, I tried to... be quiet..

[ But all he can think right now is what Yingxing looked like, going about his night while listening to him up here... despite himself, his cunt gives a curious little flutter, a thread of pleasure running down his spine. ]

[ yingxing chuckles, the sound rough and warm. ]

I know you did, but you weren't quite quiet enough.

[ he pushes dan heng's damp fringe from his eyes, thumb coasting along the ridge of his cheekbone, his eyes soft and heavily lidded. ]

I tried not to listen. Tried not to think about you in there, but..

[ it was all but impossible. yingxing's thumb trails lower down his cheek, and over the pink swell of dan heng's lips. ]

It took all I had not to burst in there and take you right there.

[ Of course, his color deepens, but... also, his lips can't help but purse against Yingxing's thumb, a slight shift of his hips as his cunt flutters again—nay, tightens—at the image in his mind, of the elder bursting into the bathroom to take him in the tub while he writhed helplessly against himself, and... ]

I would have welcomed you, [ he admits, his voice low. ] I mean... I would have been... mortified, but I...

[ He's not really thinking as his lips part, take the tip of the other's thumb between them for a quick, teasing lick. ]

I was thinking about you in there anyway.

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