[this is so fucking hot he feels like he's going to DIE. seeing blade being rough but keeping his head about him, seeing jing yuan behave, even if he's been pulling his usual strings... it's devastating. he's hardening again, himself, hardly subtle when his vent is so slick and wet and open that his thickening cocks are already half-out again.]

All right.

[he positions himself between jing yuan's spread thighs, slicks his fingers and glances down as he traces them down past the base of his cock and balls to his entrance. then, slipping one finger in without further preamble, he fixes his gaze on jing yuan's expression.]