[he may get his hand back. but blade immediately wrenches it away, easily taking jing yuan's weight with an arm around his waist.]
Either you come on my cock or not at all.
[blade somehow still has the muscle memory of avoiding the horns of flailing high elders, and has the presence of mind to lean in - bite at dan heng's mouth, pant into his lips, really, because the sounds jing yuan is making are so, so distracting.]
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Either you come on my cock or not at all.
[blade somehow still has the muscle memory of avoiding the horns of flailing high elders, and has the presence of mind to lean in - bite at dan heng's mouth, pant into his lips, really, because the sounds jing yuan is making are so, so distracting.]