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[ 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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[ The sensation of Yingxing growing hard all over again—it's more than welcome, Dan Heng moaning lowly into his mouth between their kisses, hips arching into the other as he starts to fuck into him all over again, this time slow and careful, tender even as each movement is so noisy. And just as Yingxing explores him, slow hands over his ass, his thigh, his knee, Dan Heng's fingers trace up and over his shoulders, his neck, then down over his back, traversing strong muscle, learning Yingxing's body in a way photos could never teach him.

He groans softly, rolling himself down against the guitarist's thrusts, and despite the low coil of heat still in his belly, this time feels different to him too: gentler, less desperate, something for the two of them, rather than the needs of his body.

As awful as parts of it have felt so far, Dan Heng doesn't think he wants his heat to end, if it means staying here like this.

(But that's a pipe dream, isn't it? Yingxing has places to be, and so does he—) ]

[ the sensation of dan heng's hands all over him is enough to make yingxing shiver, most especially when those slim fingers slide across his back, over his shoulderblades and spine, where he's incredibly sensitive. hard muscle twitches and jumps beneath the pass of dan heng's curious hands, earning him several low, soft moans exhaled into the kiss between them.

gods, it feels so good. dan heng is still so tight all around him despite how well fucked he is, wet with both his own natural lubrication and the copious amount of spend that yingxing has filled him with, and it feels positively exquisite. warm pleasure coils in his lower abdomen, spreading throughout his body, and soon enough they have fallen into a smooth, gentle pace together, their hips rolling and meeting in tandem, building a sinewy rhythm that feels natural and pleasurable. ]

Dan Heng..

[ he murmurs the name, snagging dan heng's lower lip between his teeth and tugging gently before returning to those slow, molten kisses, lapping at his mouth as his cock pushes deep, his thighs wet with the mess they're making. it's a slow buildup, unhurried and sweet, the hand in dan heng's hair massaging his nape, while the other continues to hold his ass, guiding his hips to move in sync with his own. ]

Gods, baby, I can't stand how good you feel..

[ Oh. Oh. There's something to be learned from those moans, from the way Yingxing's muscles twitch and jump under his touch, and Dan Heng is dutiful in the way he files them in his thoughts, making sure he remembers for later where each sweet spot is, where the other seems to be the most sensitive.

(He wonders, too, how sensitive his cock would be to touch, or even to his mouth—The shudder that passes through him at that brief thought is visceral, and he groans.)

Even with that image in his mind, though, it's easy to fall into a steady pace, hips moving against Yingxing's as each of those thrusts presses deep within him, spilling some of their shared fluids in anticipation of more, body moving against body in smooth, unhurried bliss.

He answers the low call of his name with a sigh, the admission of pleasure with a deliberate grind of his hips, his breath trembling on his mouth as he does. ]

You—you too, Yingxing. You feel so good in me...

[ yingxing has experience - of course he does. he's a rock star, so it's safe to assume that he's enjoyed his fair share of sex and drugs. but this.. this is surely one of the single most sensual experiences of his life. the way they move together is wildly pleasurable, like two parts of a well-oiled machine, made to work as one. there is nothing awkward or halting about it, it's all smooth, natural movements in perfect synchronization. ]

Good, I want to make you feel good..

[ he says, while his hand slides under dan heng's knee again, lifting it gently so he can hook his elbow beneath it, spreading dan heng open a little further, his cock sinking in deep. ]

I want to make you squirm and moan and beg.

[ his cock aches, squeezed by dan heng's needy cunt as he slides in rhythmically, the pace picking up a little, though still maintaining its easiness, its natural rhythm, and its depth, each forward thrust pushing in far enough to fill him entirely. ]

I want to make you come for me until you can barely move..

[ If it weren't for the position they're currently in, the lack of focus Dan Heng has available to him, he would probably laugh. As it is, he chuckles, brings one of his hands to Yingxing's face, breaking the kiss for long enough to look up at him in gentle disbelief, even as a hand slides under his knee to spread him open further. ]

You're ridiculous— [ he argues, even as his words catch on a sudden moan, head tipping back a little as Yingxing's cock presses even deeper into him, as the older man starts picking up his pace. ] I already.. you've already made me feel so good.

[ Not to mention how much time he's already spent squirming under Yingxing, moaning for him. He doesn't think he's done a whole lot of begging yet, but even then, as for the rest... ]

Do you realize that I've already lost count of how many orgasms I've had since I've arrived here?

[ Although even with that said, something about the way the other talks about him not being able to move... it's hot. Really, really hot. ]

[ yingxing grins, nudging their noses together. ]

Good. I hope you keep losing track.

[ they're surely never going to leave the bed, at this rate. not when dan heng feels so fucking good, a slick, velvet sleeve around his cock that yingxing could pump into for days on end. ]

Maybe I've already made you feel good, but that doesn't mean I don't want more.

[ if dan heng thinks he's exaggerating about yingxing wanting to fuck him until he can't walk, he's surely wrong. there's nothing more that he wants. kissing down dan heng's throat, yingxing hums low in his chest, dragging his tongue over his racing pulse. they've been taking their time, and he could drag this on even longer if he wanted, between his natural stamina and the fact that he's already come multiple times, but.. they should probably clean up eventually. and dan heng is going to need food and hydration.

so yingxing reaches down, releasing dan heng's knee to smooth that hand instead over the soft swell of his full belly, then further, rubbing at his clit with the pads of two fingers. ]

Gonne come for me soon, baby?

[ Dan Heng can't help the shudder of pure, absolute delight that courses through him in response to the other man's words. I hope you keep losing track—that doesn't mean I don't want more—There's something so hot about the way Yingxing talks to him, urges him on, and of course the younger man knows that, as a rock star, he's had his fair share of partners, and it's not like he's ever seen into any of those relationships beyond the surface-level, but...

...is it weird to think that there's something special about this?

Is it just wishful thinking?

And it's strange, but Dan Heng, who doubts himself on so many other things, doesn't think so.

He groans lowly, arching up against Yingxing as the other's hand smooths over his belly, as his fingers dip to start stroking over his clit. ]

I... mngh, fuck... y-yeah, if you keep doing that...

[ yingxing would be lying if he claimed that he hasn't had meaningful relationships, because of course he has. he's a grown man, pushing his forties, and while most of his partners have just been flings, he's had a few actual relationships, good ones, that's just a face of life.

.. but that doesn't make this feel any less special. he likes dan heng, likes him a lot, they've grown close despite his status as a celebrity, and the attraction they have toward one another is genuine, even if dan heng's began as a crush on a rock star. there's something here between them, something beyond just sex that yingxing would like to explore, but.. well, they can discuss it after dan heng's heat has passed, and he's fully back in his right mind.

for now, yingxing keeps fucking into him, deep and slow, while the pads of his middle and ring fingers move in circles over dan heng's clit, teasing the sensitive underside to make him arch and squirm. ]

Be a good boy for me, then.. [ he murmurs, kissing his mouth again, their breath mingling. ] .. let me feel that pretty cunt squeeze me up as you come.

[ It's when Yingxing's kiss finds his mouth again that Dan Heng's breath catches, that his hips arch into those steady thrusts, the swirl of those fingers over his swollen, aching clit. And somehow, more than that, it's the murmur that truly undoes him, the way the older man calls him a good boy and refers to his body in such a casually filthy way. A term he would normally hate, and yet—

He gasps out his pleasure, his fingers curling tight into the other's skin, holding himself steady as he falls into that pleasure, an orgasm not as physically intense as the others, and yet somehow still moreso, in ways he can't explain. His walls clench, and he chases Yingxing's mouth for kiss after kiss after kiss, until he's breathless, his whole body trembling with the sensation.

The others were good. Amazing, even. And yet somehow, still nothing like this. He's dizzy with the pleasure as he comes down, mouth moving against Yingxing's in a silent plea, something rough and ragged, a plea to be filled up again— ]

[ dan heng does just as he's told, so good for him, pleasure mounting until yingxing feels him beginning to clench up again, the walls of his cunt fluttering and squeezing as he falls apart all over again.

it feels so incredibly good, yingxing doesn't bother to draw it out. with one last push of his hips he comes as well, cock pulsing as he fills dan heng yet again. a normal man might not have much left to give, but for better or for worse, yingxing is an alpha, so he's able to provide dan heng with just as much hot, sticky spend as he had initially, flooding his cunt and womb both.

the only difference being that this time, he doesn't push his knot inside - much as he might like to. if they stay locked together too long again this time, they'll probably end up in this same situation all over again, and never get out of bed. which is great, but dan heng needs water and energy.

with a soft, satisfied sigh, yingxing sinks his teeth against dan heng's lower lip, still gently teasing his clit to make him tighten and twitch, riding out the last waves of their shared orgasm. ]

[ Later, even Dan Heng will be shocked by the whine of protest that leaves his lips when Yingxing comes—this time, without burying his knot deep inside the younger man. It's an unfair complaint, deeply selfish, because everything else about it is exactly what he needs, even down to the veritable flooding of his cunt and womb, his stomach swollen almost to the point of discomfort now.

(It's probably for the best that he isn't knotted, really, even as he complains about it.) ]

So good... [ His words are heavy and slurred, broken by a rough groan at the sensation of Yingxing's fingers continuing to roll gently over him. ] Feels so good...

[ And then he returns the bite, perhaps a little too hard—perhaps scolding, just a bit. ]

I wanted your knot, though.

Ow! Hey -

[ yingxing can't help the way he laughs, even as dan heng bites his lip, one hand pulling back to slap him on the ass. ]

I know you did, but if I gave it to you we'd end up in this situation all over again.

[ they can barely keep their hands off of each other, especially with dan heng's heat acting up. how can they possibly stop themselves from starting again if they remain tied together for the next twenty minutes? ]

Which is great and all, but you need food and water, and we should probably wash up.

[ and change the bedding.. he'll need to put down some towels. ]

[ He yelps, then laughs, as he's slapped on the ass. He knows that he's being difficult, but can Yingxing really blame him?

Apparently not, from the response the other gives, the laugh on his lips as he reminds Dan Heng that he needs food and water—and that they need to wash up.

(And... is it wrong that he likes all too much the idea of perhaps taking a shower or bath with the other?) ]

Mm... you're right.

[ Is there an edge of something sulky to his voice? Maybe, though he'd deny it even if the other man asked. Instead, he puts a hand to his swollen belly. ]

You realize that me moving anywhere is going to create a terrible mess, right?

[ sulky thing.. yingxing smiles, rubbing his reddened ass. ]

Mm, well, that's kind of an inevitability..

[ dan heng is stuffed absolutely full to the brim. maybe yingxing went a little overboard.. well, it's too late for them to worry about that now, and besides, if he hadn't come inside of him, dan heng would have probably pouted and given him a hard time about it. greedy boy.

yingxing hums, then carefully eases his hips back, pulling his mostly softened cock free of dan heng for the first time since they first fell together hours ago. there's an immediate, messy gush, and yingxing grins. ]

Went a little overboard, maybe.

[ Dan Heng gasps at the sudden sensation as Yingxing eases himself free of his cunt. It's a veritable flood, Yingxing's cum and his own, so much of it that he can feel his belly relaxing as everything settles back into place. His eyes close, and the only sound he makes for a moment is a whimper, but then he hears the other's comment and he peers at him again, a soft, dazed laugh on his lips. ]

Just a little, [ he agrees, and his elbows fold under his body so that he can prop himself up, looking at the mess—

and only in that moment realizing just how many of Yingxing's clothes he stole the night before. His lips part in an apology, and then—

Oh. No.

No, there's something much more important and concerning than any of that. He... ]

I know some birth control pills don't work entirely properly during a heat. But, uhm. I'm on T as well, so... we should be okay. Right?

[ oh. yingxing's blood runs cold. ]

.. shit.

[ he probably. really should have thought about that before taking dan heng to bed. in his mind, dan heng is a man, of course, so it hadn't even dawned on him that - fuck. he's such an idiot. running a hand back through his hair, yingxing exhales hard, his brow pinching. ]

I - yeah. I mean, what's done is done, and if you're on bc and T, I'd think we'd be fine, but.. maybe we should be careful from here on out.

[ condoms. dan heng will probably complain about it, it won't be as satisfying as being all filled up, but - but they can't risk a pregnancy. dan feng would really kill him, and while the two of them really like each other, this is their first time together, neither of them is ready for a lifechanging commitment like that. ]

[ When Yingxing curses, it's Dan Heng's turn to feel his blood run cold in panic. Until the other spoke, he was able to convince himself (illogically) that it was no big deal. But the older man looks stressed, and he's running his fingers through his hair, and Dan Heng can't help but think he's made a huge, huge mistake.

So, when the other says they'll need to be careful from now on, he nods. No complaints. As much as he liked the sensation of Yingxing filling him up, safety is important, so...

He swallows hard. ]

Once my heat is over, I'll go to my physician right away. Make sure that everything's okay. And... and make sure I'm protected properly for the future, too.

[ Not that Yingxing has said anything about the future, but... it's okay to hope for it, right? ]

[ funnily enough, it's dan heng's stress that urges him to be calm. he can't freak out, can't make dan heng worry any more than he should - after all, like he'd said, what's done is done. they can't undo what's already happened, all they can do is do better from this moment, even if yingxing can't help but to feel exceedingly guilty.

he's the elder here, and by a good margin. the onus was on him to behave appropriately, not to fuck dan heng like they're two stupid teenagers not thinking about the possible ramifications of their actions.

his expression softens, and he turns back to dan heng, leaning one one hand while he lifts the other to tuck an errant tuft of hair behind his pointed ear. then, dipping his head, he touches their brows together, nudging his nose alongside dan heng's. ]

Sounds like a good plan.

[ for now, and in the future. he caught that little comment, and he's not arguing it, not in the slightest. he wants more of this, more of them. ]

All right, let's get cleaned up, and I'll head to the pharmacy while you eat. I, uh.. don't have anything on hand.

[ he doesn't bring people back to his apartment, generally speaking, unless they're in a trusting relationship, and considering he hasn't been in any of those recently.. well. anyway, he kisses dan heng's soft mouth, then finally pulls away to get to his feet. ]

[ A good plan, Yingxing tells him, and honestly he's not really sure how it's any good, thought up in the midst of his panic, but he'll accept the compliment all the same, and he appreciates how Yingxing takes the idea, builds on it, turns it into a proper plan of action.

He offers the older man a small, shaky smile, more than grateful for the way he's helping to calm him down, and when Yingxing says he'll head to the pharmacy while Dan Heng eats, he nods. As much as he doesn't want to be separated from the other right now, he knows that it's what's best, so...

Ah, and... speaking of cleaning up... as they stand up, glowing eyes flick back to the mess they've made, memory surfacing once again now that the worst of the panic is over. ]

By the way, I... last night, before you came upstairs, I... I needed more of your scent, so. [ He sighs, cheeks pink and expression apologetic. ] There's a bunch of your clothes in here too. If we've ruined anything beyond cleaning, I'll pay for replacements.

[ He offers him a small, wry smile. ]

I told you I was thinking about you.

[ going to the doctor and being safer in the future is a good plan!! even if it's, you know, loose and nebulous. dan heng seems to calm at least, which is more important to yingxing right now, so he offers a smile as they stand.

.. and address the mess. yingxing looks down at the tangled pile of bedding and clothes, all soaked through with sweat and slick and cum. he arches a brow. ]

We really outdid ourselves.

[ and as for his clothing in the pile - yingxing's smile sharpens a little, and he sets a hand at dan heng's back to begin tugging him gently toward the en suite bathroom. ]

Don't worry about the clothes. I'm sure it's all washable, and if it isn't, they're only clothes. [ he winks. ] A small price to pay for your attention.

[ Dan Heng's cheeks color darker at Yingxing's observation, but the hint of a smile finds his lips, an acknowledgement that they truly did go somewhat overboard. He's relieved, too, that the other man doesn't seem to mind about his clothes, washable or not.

Contented for now, he follows the guitarist through to the en suite bathroom—and pauses in the doorway, hesitant. ]

Maybe... you should clean up first, and I can start the laundry? And I'll clean up and eat while you're out?

[ It's not that he doesn't want to share the en suite with Yingxing—far from it, really, with the opposite being the truth of the matter. It's just... if they're in there together, part of him isn't sure he'll be able to resist, and that's just making their current problem all the worse... ]

[ yingxing looks puzzled for a moment, but he quickly cottons on. right. the two of them showering together.. it's probably a bad idea. they'll just get started on one another again, and who says they won't get carried away - best not to take the risk, even if yingxing is sure he'd be able to rein himself in now that he's considering the possibility of pregnancy.

better not test it. ]

Right. No, you go ahead and wash up, I'll shower downstairs. You can start laundry while I'm gone if you want, but you don't need to feel obligated to.

[ catching dan heng by the wrist, yingxing pulls him in to press a kiss to his lips, then another to his brow. ]

Everything is going to be fine.

...Okay.

[ Dan Heng acquieses with a small smile, tilting his head into each of those kisses in turn and leaving his own behind. No matter what his own anxiety might have to say about this whole thing, he trusts Yingxing, appreciates the other's solution to the issue—not to mention the calm way in which he talks, grounding, calming. ]

Alright. I'll see how I feel once I've bathed. Thank you, Yingxing.

[ A pause as he hovers in the ensuite doorway. ]

I know it will be.

You got it.

[ yingxing winks, casting him one last smile before allowing dan heng to slip away into the bathroom, while he himself snags a spare towel and a set of fresh clothing, then heads downstairs. stark naked. good thing this building is quite high up.

after that, it's time to shower and dress, to get down to that pharmacy as quickly as possible. yingxing scrubs himself clean, then tosses on a loose tee and some fitted jeans before he's snagging the keys to his bike and out the door, riding down several blocks to the nearest pharmacy. they're not near to the alchemy commission, so it's a bit of a drive, but not bad at all, and it gives him some time to get some fresh air.

he buys.. a lot of condoms. better safe than sorry, really, and dan heng's heat will last a few more days still, so it's best to be prepared so he won't need to run out again. it's some forty minutes or so by the time he returns, kicking off his shoes and setting his helmet down beside the door. dan heng might very well still be bathing. ]

[ In the time it takes Yingxing to shower, dress, and go to and from the pharmacy, Dan Heng... gets into the bath, and relaxes, and maybe even starts to doze a little—he was meant to eat, but that can happen afterwards, and—

Before long at all, though, he finds himself horny all over again.

The first groan is one of frustration. How is he meant to be a functioning member of society if his body is going to do this to him? He's not even sure it's been a full hour yet, but he's sweating and his legs are rubbing together and—

The next several groans are those of pleasure as he fucks himself with his fingers, lying back in the tub. Aeons, he wants Yingxing to come back and make a mess of him again, but for now this will have to do— ]

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