[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?
I don’t really care what happens with who. [suspicious! blade kicks a foot out to lightly knock ankles with jing yuan. he is also Not Looking at him. or either of them. something is stuck in his throat.] As long as you’re both here.
[also why are dan heng’s ears so red? he takes one of those locks of hair that always seem to frame his face- tugs on it.] Okay? Get to it then.
[that is genuinely romantic. fuck. the HAIRTUG DOES NOT HELP. he only blushes deeper, and sinks down lower.]
Fine.
[he has read so much porn, not all of it realistic, but this... he knows the idea. reaches for blade's not yet erect cock with one hand, and the lube with the other.]
[?????? jing yuan? blade kicks him lightly, and the only reason it doesn’t escalate into a full-out childish kicking war is because dan heng is approaching his crotch like he’s approaching a small, easily spooked animal.]
Cute? [he mutters it like it’s a swear word. but he opens his legs all the same, welcoming dan heng into the cradle of them. he tries very hard to stay impassive when dan heng’s hands are on him, but he can’t help how fast he blushes.]
[He confirms, laughing at Blade kicking him because it's just... it's fun to horse around like they're all young and happy. He is of course letting Dan Heng out of the hug to go be lewd, but he's watching him closely while he does, imagining what sorts of things they might do with him later...
Yeah it's time to root around in the box himself. He has thoughts.]
[lubing up blade's cock, trying not to stimulate him too much, lubing up the toy... yeah the overall effect is that of a man trying not to make any sudden movements. only to pause and blink.]
[well. ‘in theory’ his ass. it doesn’t really take much time for blade to get hard again, but now there’s the added edge of knowing he can’t come, and well. that makes him even harder.
he cards a hand through dan heng’s hair. looks at jing yuan curiously.]
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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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I know the theory behind it.
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[also why are dan heng’s ears so red? he takes one of those locks of hair that always seem to frame his face- tugs on it.] Okay? Get to it then.
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[He cannot resist. The opening was there.
He's also just gonna rudely flop his foot onto Blade's leg if he's gonna play that way. Hah! Take that.]
But in that case... Try it, Dan Heng. It sounds cute.
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Fine.
[he has read so much porn, not all of it realistic, but this... he knows the idea. reaches for blade's not yet erect cock with one hand, and the lube with the other.]
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Cute? [he mutters it like it’s a swear word. but he opens his legs all the same, welcoming dan heng into the cradle of them. he tries very hard to stay impassive when dan heng’s hands are on him, but he can’t help how fast he blushes.]
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[He confirms, laughing at Blade kicking him because it's just... it's fun to horse around like they're all young and happy. He is of course letting Dan Heng out of the hug to go be lewd, but he's watching him closely while he does, imagining what sorts of things they might do with him later...
Yeah it's time to root around in the box himself. He has thoughts.]
You're both very cute.
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...That's not the usual description.
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[look. he finds it hot, how focused dan heng is. it’s also driving him mad, muscles tensing, world narrowing down to dan heng’s hands.]
Just put the damn thing on.
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[They don't have to look at him to know he's got a cheeky grin on his face. It's right in his voice.
Prepare yourselves.]
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[but. deftly slipping the cock ring onto him, making sure it's secure... then stroking him indulgently. since he's down here.]
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he cards a hand through dan heng’s hair. looks at jing yuan curiously.]
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