high cloud disaster ot3 shit

[lifeban]

just gonna put the actual starters in top-levels, i know myself

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[lifeban]

[sir you have the internet, consult it on your sex toys,

blade telling him, blade pushing his hair out of his face and using that voice to guide him is going to be his undoing. it's clear on his face, when he goes from testy to embarrassingly aroused, like he wasn't already.

his second hand comes up to wrap around blade's cock, ans he takes the tip into his mouth, lapping at the head and letting his mouth get wetter and wetter.]

[subcutaneous]

[he tenses with the effort not to buck into dan heng's mouth. he's clumsy, but enthusiastic, and more importantly, he's dan heng, so he could do literally anything and blade would be turned on.

blade is not used to the person coming up with ideas; he was a weapon, who went where he was pointed, so when he actually gets an idea he's a little bowled over by the sheer want behind it.]

Jing Yuan. [he's not taking his eyes off dan heng, but he's angling a little towards the other man.] Come here. Give him some pointers.

[lionsleeps]

Hmm? But watching you try to use your words is so charming...

[He's in full terrible tease mode now. RIP Blade.

He does come over though, settling beside Dan Heng and resting his hands gently on his shoulders.]

First of all, relax and go at your own pace, Dan Heng. You need a little time to learn, and he needs to be bullied back now and then.

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[he's so fucking turned on. aeons. his tail swishes over to wrap around jing yuan's thigh, and he hums an agreeable noise that's almost a purr around blade's length.]

[subcutaneous]

[what if he joined the ‘stab jing yuan’ club huh. the little shit. blade missed him so much.

he holds dan heng’s head fast, and fucks slightly deeper into that mouth without warning, swaying forward to angle for an angry bite to jing yuan’s lower lip.]

[lionsleeps]

[He lets Blade bite, though there's a somewhat muffled "ow" involved. It's fine. He'll just turn it into a rough kiss.

As he does, he kneads at Dan Heng's shoulders, soothing and encouraging.]

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[dan heng groans, as more of blade's fat cock is occupying his mouth, stretching his lips and jaw. he can't really see them kissing from this angle, but there are more than enough context clues, and it is blazingly hot.

saliva drips down blade's length, and dan heng takes the opportunity to spread it with his hands, stroking the part of his cock not filling him up. which is, granted... most of it. then he sucks, light and testing, but without his lips fully closed around him, which makes a filthy sound.]

[subcutaneous]

[nanook’s fucking tits, what was that sound? he has to pull dan heng off with a hard grip around both of his horns, because if he didn’t, he’s start really fucking dan heng’s face, and he could barely get blade down halfway as it was. he regrets the delirious moan he’d pressed against jing yuan’s mouth immediately.]

His turn. [blade sounds like he’s been the one with a cock in his mouth.]

[lionsleeps]

[Jing Yuan gives Blade the fakest innocent look possible, and wraps his arms all the way around Dan Heng's shoulders, swiping a finger over his wet lips.]

Who, me?

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[dan heng moans, gripped by those horns, and gives the distinct impression he'd be swaying if he weren't so very held by them. the embrace jing yuan has him in is good, too, and he feels supported and secure between both of them, the blazing heat of blade's hands on his horns riling him up more and more as he makes a questioning little sound, tongue flicking out to chase that finger.]

[subcutaneous]

[the sound blade makes, when jing yuan holds dan heng close like a tableau of blade's nonexistent existential they are not fucking wet dreams okay wet dreams, is kind of like the sound a squeaky toy makes when you step on it.]

Fuck you. [he snarls at jing yuan.] Open your fucking mouth.

[he doesn't let go of dan heng's horns, though, one hand stroking a horn automatically.]

[lionsleeps]

[Jing Yuan will be obedient, but not without being a filthy tease a little longer. He lets Dan Heng catch his finger with his tongue, and makes it two -- they slide up his tongue and into his mouth just a little, then back over his lips to thoroughly wet them in the results of Dan Heng's first lesson.]

As you command.

[He looks Blade directly in the eyes, his own half-closed, and puts his messy fingers in his own mouth.

He pulls them back out with a wet, lewd little noise, and only then does he scoot that tiny bit forward so he can take Blade's cock in his hands and lick a hot stripe up the whole length from base to tip.]

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[dan heng tries to chase those fingers with his mouth, but the hands on his horns keep him in place. the one stroking is frying his brain even harder, like the poor thing could survive what he's already watching from such an incredible front row seat.

it's around then that someone starts making absolutely embarrassing, needy little whines. dimly, dan heng thinks it's probably blade, and that he should be kind of ashamed. isn't dan heng the virgin, here? they're pretty hot, though.

(it's dan heng. he's making the noises.)]

[subcutaneous]

[wait.

wait.

blade wants a refund. he sowed it, and now he's reaping it, and it's making what remains of his coherent brain cells melt out of his ears.]

Dan Heng. [his voice is hoarse, and the hand not stroking dan heng's horn moves to rest on the top of jing yuan's head. he tugs dan heng closer by the base of that horn. blade is losing his fucking mind.] Help him.

[lionsleeps]

[Jing Yuan helpfully shifts his angle a little to make room for Dan Heng, and lightly kisses the tip of Blade's dick. While he does so he lets a hand drop to fondle his balls, thoroughly enjoying the destruction of Blade's brain cells.]

It seems you're both feeling a little overwhelmed... that's very cute of you.

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[dan heng is eager, to say the least. hearing blade use his name, his name, isn't going to lose its luster any time soon, and the emotional high only makes him even less normal about any of this.

then blade's cock is within his reach, jing yuan is within his reach, and he's being a sloppy copycat, nosing in to lick his way right up the trail of saliva jing yuan just left, though with the angle he's more getting the side of blade's cock-- except for how his tongue is a little too long, not quite human and managing both.]

[subcutaneous]

[that comment earns jing yuan a harsh yank to his hair, even if he's right. it's not even just a little, it's a lot, and it's visible on blade's face. there is nothing in his thoughts but the two men kneeling before him and that is a big fucking achievement considering the mara and all its associated torments occupying his brain.

dan heng does That Vidyadhara Thing and blade bites his own lip bloody trying to choke back the sound that crawled up his throat. he won't last like this. with his veins crawling with the abundance he does not have a refractory period but he is approaching his peak embarrassingly fast.]

[lionsleeps]

[Fortunately, Jing Yuan enjoys the hair pulling -- it makes him wince, but also makes his cheeks darken visibly.]

You should let us hear you too, you know.

[He can tell Blade's close, so he's looking up at him through thick white lashes as he returns to his work, very gently adding pressure with his thumb on the underside of his cock as he strokes near the base. He takes the head of Blade's dick in his mouth and runs his tongue over the slit there, watching his face so he doesn't miss a moment.]

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[dan heng, meanwhile, takes the opportunity to kiss jing yuan as best he can, lapping filthy and shameless where his lips are stretched around blade's cock.]

[subcutaneous]

[see, blade is just a man. he is actually less than a man most of the time. the point here is that he's Just A Guy right now and what kind of defense could he have against the two of them looking like that over his fucking cock?

he curls over the two of them, gasping wordlessly, abs trembling as he comes, going blind with the force of it. it was the most amount of sensation he'd had in centuries that wasn't pain, and he doesn't quite realize his eyes are wet, tears beading along his lashes.]

[lionsleeps]

[Jing Yuan waa ready for that, so he neatly swallows most of the come that ends up in his mouth. But only most. He pulls back with a fair bit still on his tongue, and turns to kiss Dan Heng properly. They can share.

He noticed those tears though, so he also takes hold of Blade's hand and tries to tug him down to their level so they can bully him with love.]

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[oh. oh, that did it? he really was overdoing it. (dan heng that is not really how it works.)]

Oh, beautiful...

[distantly, then lapping up what come dribbles past jing yuan's lips- then he's being pulled into that kiss that tastes of blade's pleasure and jing yuan himself, and he's moaning into it, tail lashing and hands pawing clumsily at blade, comforting encouraging paffing.]

[subcutaneous]

[now they're swapping his fucking come in a kiss. holy shit. his dick makes a valiant effort to harden immediately. when jing yuan tugs at him, though, he folds himself into a heap on the floor, going easily as he'd ever had when it was dan heng pulling his metaphorical leash.]

That was. [wow. he feels as boneless as he usually does after kafka uses spirit whisper on him. blade doesn't know what to do with this information. he expected a good fuck, maybe a couple of rounds, dan heng shutting up, but he didn't expect feelings. Lamely:] Thanks.

[lionsleeps]

Mmhmm.

[He lets the kiss linger a little more, first. But once the kiss is broken he instead throws his arms around both of their shoulders and pulls them in for a warm and comfy embrace.]

And thank you both for coming back to me. Even though you're different now, and even though I'm still rather angry at you... I missed you.

[lifeban]

[soft... feelings...

nestling in, eager, tail winding around them both, arms winding around them both.]

I'm glad.

[oh his voice is sooo fucked up from his attempted blowjob and his lust.]

That... coming back wasn't a mistake.