[dan heng lets out a strained, reedy little whine, and pets jing yuan's hair as he pulls out entirely. that encouragement has certainly been noted, but blade is starting to act like a wounded animal, and dan heng can't get his wits about him enough to manage the situation if jing yuan sucks them out through his cocks.

he's visibly dazed, lips reddened with the force of the kiss and the smear of their mixed blood, but he locks eyes with blade and slips his hands down jing yuan's back, leaning in more and more intimately until his fingertips are brushing along jing yuan's stretched rim, where blade is buried deep inside him. and crucially-- where he can fumble to turn off the vibrator.]