[First he must gang up on Dan Heng by running his fingers up his spine just to see him react to more stimulation...]
They are, yes.
[Mission complete, he disengages from the snuggle to go grab his Mystery Box. He settles near them again, places the box in front of him, and opens it to reveal the Sex Toy Treasure Chest. Most of it is still in packaging. He's barely touched it.
He also immediately snags the padded cuffs and holds them up with a jingle of the chain.]
[while jing yuan is off retrieving his... spoils? blade gives up and strips naked as well. he's mostly bandaged anyway, which he leaves; and half of the visible scars are from the dragon beside him.
who is wearing a look blade has seen plenty before, but he'd been the cause of it. huh?]
What? [he gives dan heng a confused look. literally dan heng could breathe on those and it wouldn't hold him.]
[Jing Yuan, of course, knows very well what that look is for, and immediately regrets picking up those cuffs. He sets them back down and leans over to gently pet Dan Heng's hair, as soothing as he can manage.]
It's alright, Dan Heng. They're just a toy, and not for you.
[he could break them, so easily. it's not like they're corallium, it's not like there's nails to join them... they're padded and a sex toy, and he tears his gaze away.]
I know.
[he tries to seem calm and unaffected, but these two are some of the only people he couldn't fool with stoicism even at his best, which he decidedly isn't right now. it's hard to breathe. the petting is helping, the sight of blade's scars is not. he swallows hard.]
[now, blade is an expert at dredging up all possible negative emotions in dan heng (and most other people), but that's it, really. he shoots jing yuan the same confused look - something is going on here, but what?
he's used to not knowing things most of the time, anyway, elio's scripts were sometimes really nebulous, so he just - whatever. shifts closer to dan heng, pressing shoulder to shoulder.]
[Jing Yuan continues the petting, focused on Dan Heng despite the frankly incredible view of a naked Blade. He's taking his time here, making sure it looks like Dan Heng can hold together if he addresses the topic, before he finally looks to Blade with a sad, regretful expression.]
Dan Heng was not spared his predecessor's sentence, Blade. It took me a long time to convince the Ten-Lords Commission to let him go.
[It's depressing and he doesn't want to ruin the mood, but he also wants to make sure the important point is taken seriously.]
[he pauses. like this, now that he knows what it was like to be temporarily blinded of it, he can understand that if he thinks about things in the direction of dan feng and dan heng in that context for about ten more seconds the oily slick of mara is going to start crawling up his throat. his eyes flick over to starfall reverie.]
If you want to talk about it. [blade looks thoughtful. this is not a good sign.] I'll have to leave. To kill things. People. Who were involved.
We won't talk about it more. I just wanted you to understand it's important that we be kind to Dan Heng in this regard.
[Who, by the way, is getting pulled over so Jing Yuan can wrap him protectively in his arms and kiss his head. At the same time, he's making unwavering eye contact with Blade.]
If you're feeling wound up, spend that energy on me.
[he looks at the hand manacled around his own wrist. shrugs, and moves closer, too, so now they're once again a dysfunctional pile of various issues. he's a simple guy, honestly. no further explanations needed.]
Sure. [he rolls his shoulders.] What else is there then? What's that pink shit?
...They're sex toys, Blade. Like I said, I've no idea what most of them are for. They were a gift given in jest, for my chief counselor's joy in seeing me fluster.
[ok now he's paying attention, rifling through the chest's contents with a seriousness that does not befit the giant, jelly-pink dildo he tosses away.]
I don't sleep around very often. I sort of forgot about them til today.
[He's just watching them look through the box, at the moment. He's occupied with cuddling this dragon. It's warm and cozy and he could fall asleep like this...]
Is that the kind of relationship you have with Kafka?
Yeah, we fuck sometimes. She likes to hurt people, I like to get hurt. Works out. [mcshruggies. he looks supremely unconcerned.] We stopped a while back because I called her by his - [head tilt at dan heng] - name too many times.
[blade’s unimpressed face is mostly the same as any other of his expressions: slightly dead.] Do you even know how to use that on someone?
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[ok! he’s just going to. make a grab for the base of dan heng’s tail!]
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There's always the vacuum of space.
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In any case, what should we do next? I brought all kinds of fun things and I don't even know what they all are!
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[not make threats, he was going to say, the hypocrite.
but then blade grabs the base of his tail and he gasps, jerking against both of them.
sorry about the toys question, jing yuan, he's being attacked.]
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[casually turns to jing yuan. innocence does not look good on blade. at all.]
‘Fun things’? Are these your ‘useful things’ from earlier? Let me see.
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They are, yes.
[Mission complete, he disengages from the snuggle to go grab his Mystery Box. He settles near them again, places the box in front of him, and opens it to reveal the Sex Toy Treasure Chest. Most of it is still in packaging. He's barely touched it.
He also immediately snags the padded cuffs and holds them up with a jingle of the chain.]
See? Fun and useful things.
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who is wearing a look blade has seen plenty before, but he'd been the cause of it. huh?]
What? [he gives dan heng a confused look. literally dan heng could breathe on those and it wouldn't hold him.]
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It's alright, Dan Heng. They're just a toy, and not for you.
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I know.
[he tries to seem calm and unaffected, but these two are some of the only people he couldn't fool with stoicism even at his best, which he decidedly isn't right now. it's hard to breathe. the petting is helping, the sight of blade's scars is not. he swallows hard.]
What else do you have?
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he's used to not knowing things most of the time, anyway, elio's scripts were sometimes really nebulous, so he just - whatever. shifts closer to dan heng, pressing shoulder to shoulder.]
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Dan Heng was not spared his predecessor's sentence, Blade. It took me a long time to convince the Ten-Lords Commission to let him go.
[It's depressing and he doesn't want to ruin the mood, but he also wants to make sure the important point is taken seriously.]
Whatever we do, we cannot restrain him too much.
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...he knows time isn't exactly blade's strong suit, but... if they're giving context...]
You found me the first time only two months after my release.
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[he pauses. like this, now that he knows what it was like to be temporarily blinded of it, he can understand that if he thinks about things in the direction of dan feng and dan heng in that context for about ten more seconds the oily slick of mara is going to start crawling up his throat. his eyes flick over to starfall reverie.]
If you want to talk about it. [blade looks thoughtful. this is not a good sign.] I'll have to leave. To kill things. People. Who were involved.
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[Who, by the way, is getting pulled over so Jing Yuan can wrap him protectively in his arms and kiss his head. At the same time, he's making unwavering eye contact with Blade.]
If you're feeling wound up, spend that energy on me.
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Stay.
[more begging than an order, really.]
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Sure. [he rolls his shoulders.] What else is there then? What's that pink shit?
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But I have opened a few. They buzz.
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being Like This about a case full of sex toys is, in fact, pretty distracting.]
That's all the investigation you did?
[pulling his face away from where it's hidden in jing yuan's glorious mane to look at the case's contents. WHAT DO WE HAVE]
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[ok now he's paying attention, rifling through the chest's contents with a seriousness that does not befit the giant, jelly-pink dildo he tosses away.]
I know some of these. Kafka has them.
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[He's just watching them look through the box, at the moment. He's occupied with cuddling this dragon. It's warm and cozy and he could fall asleep like this...]
Is that the kind of relationship you have with Kafka?
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kind of pauses in stilted silence for a moment, then sighs.]
We have more than enough actual penises to go around, so we can probably pass on those... the plain ones, anyway.
[rifling, rifling, oh there's a bottle of lube, that's handy. snagging that... and a cock ring with a heavy duty vibrator in it.]
Maybe this for Blade.
[he's bullying instead of handling his emotions, thanks.]
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[blade’s unimpressed face is mostly the same as any other of his expressions: slightly dead.] Do you even know how to use that on someone?
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[Now that the mood is mostly restored, Jing Yuan's hands are wandering... He also wants to touch the tail.]
You know Blade, you've been awfully rough with us for a masochist. I like it, but if you'd rather be at our mercy...
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