[the shifting angle drags another tight moan out of him, halfway delirious. blade is, as one could expect, not the only one kind of leaking from the eyes here. it's hard for dan heng to process much of anything but how full he is, but blade looking at him invites the same happening to him. and something is off.

he blinks his own tears away, unblurring his vision, framing blade's face with both hands as he tries to make his frying brain figure out what is off.]