[imbibitor lunae might have always run cold no matter whose name he took, but his heat is searing, and there will be finger-shaped bruises on his thighs from where blade is gripping him hard trying to control himself.
it takes a while, but eventually their hips are flush together, and once again blade has bitten his lip bloody with the effort of not fucking moving more than he’s supposed to.]
Shit.[he says, with feeling. he hoists dan heng into his arms, holding him open for jing yuan.]
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it takes a while, but eventually their hips are flush together, and once again blade has bitten his lip bloody with the effort of not fucking moving more than he’s supposed to.]
Shit.[he says, with feeling. he hoists dan heng into his arms, holding him open for jing yuan.]