[blade grunts, perfunctorily annoyed, but what else can he do really except follow dan heng’s orders?
he puts jing yuan down on his hands and knees. thinks better of it, after a moment, curls over him, pressing his front to the other man’s back in one long line of warm heat, to press a lingering kiss to the knob of jing yuan’s nape.
now that was grossly sentimental so blade just clamps his hand on the back of jing yuan’s neck to hold him down, and because he’s an asshole, he sheathes himself into jing yuan to the hilt almost immediately.]
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he puts jing yuan down on his hands and knees. thinks better of it, after a moment, curls over him, pressing his front to the other man’s back in one long line of warm heat, to press a lingering kiss to the knob of jing yuan’s nape.
now that was grossly sentimental so blade just clamps his hand on the back of jing yuan’s neck to hold him down, and because he’s an asshole, he sheathes himself into jing yuan to the hilt almost immediately.]