high cloud disaster ot3 shit

[lifeban]

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

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[lionsleeps]

[Jing Yuan makes a face... and then he smiiiles and splashes! that big jerk!! back!!!]

It's comfortable, you stodgy old man.

[Call him a brat and he'll play along, just like he said!!

But he also splashes Dan Heng.]

And you. Loosen up and have some fun.

[subcutaneous]

[blade has not had … ‘fun’ in approximately forever, but he has to admit, there’s something to be said about splashing around like this. provoking reactions that weren’t fight or flight.]

Have you seen his room on the Express. [he sidles over to sliiiide a possessive hand up jing yuan’s back. he is contemplating a plan of attack for dan heng. he looks like the kind of person who uses 15 in 1 bath products.] He’d sleep in a pool if he could.

[lifeban]

I'm perfectly comfortable...

[pausing

squinting]

That. Is not in the schematics.

[lionsleeps]

[The hand up his back makes Jing Yuan visibly shiver, and he makes a choked, startled noise in response.]

Excuse me.

[He swat's Blade's shoulder in retaliation, and scoots over to sit next to Dan Heng instead. He doesn't want to get all worked up again, okay. He's already tired and sore.]

[subcutaneous]

[shamelessly:] I know everything about you, Dan Heng.

[wow that sure is a reaction. blade wants to see it again. in fact he wants to do a lot of things, feeling strangely energetic.

he swans closer to them. stares. and then veers off to look at whatever bath paraphernalia is available.]

[lifeban]

Have you been on the Express?!

[please, he's invited NOW, but,,,,]

[lionsleeps]

I'd be surprised if he hadn't...

[He leeeeeans on Dan Heng. It is your turn to pet him. Meow.]

[subcutaneous]

Wouldn’t you like to know?

[jing yuan seems to have stocked his little vacation home with all the luxuries someone of his position would have, which was good. he knifes back through the water with intent and washcloths.]

I know how Jing Yuan sleeps too, you know.

[lifeban]

You're a menace.

[disgruntled, but not sharp-edged about it. petting jing yuan with a sigh, eyes on blade.]

[lionsleeps]

[Correct. There are so many nice things in there. He has to maintain his appearance and his softness!!

He is, somehow, intimidated by the washcloths more than by Blade apparently watching him sleep. But he's not moving, because he's busy melting into Dan Heng's pets.]

I think everyone knows how I sleep...

[As in: everywhere, all the time. But in truth, at home, he's always up late working... And then he crashes in a sprawl with his face in a lion's fur. As you do.]

[subcutaneous]

I'm your menace.

[dan heng is going to have to get used to blade just Saying Shit.]

Your security systems are useless. Even your kid is a better deterrent. [he folds a washcloth neatly into a nice even square. and then pelts it straight into dan heng's face.]

You want to wash A-Yuan's hair or should I?

[lifeban]

[the furious blush on dan heng's cheeks is probably not from the heat of the water. he gawks until he takes a washcloth to the face, which does at least snap him out of it.

he catches the cloth as it slides off his face.]

...I will.

[lionsleeps]

My security is top of the line. You're just too good at your job.

[He complains at Blade, but with no real venom. Also, Dan Heng's blush is soooo cute. Jing Yuan cannot resist poking his cheek.]

You're both so eager to pamper me... Should I be flattered?

[subcutaneous]

Maybe that just means you're the filthiest out of all of us.

[actually that would be yours truly since he'd been, you know. run through and everything. bits of blood and meat and stuff. unimportant!!

the look he gives dan heng might be called smug if you squinted.] Focus, Dan Heng.

[lifeban]

[help?

he's not used to blade using his name, and now he's lucid it's really getting him emotionally? and he's being bullied? help.

silently tipping his head to eyeball the Bath Products, rather than engage. wait no that's also confronting. why are there so many?]

[lionsleeps]

Objectively, I am the least filthy.

[Because these chucklefucks took more dick, gave more dick, and came more often than him. He was having fun playing support.

Hmph.]

[subcutaneous]

[blade is quite suddenly all up in jing yuan’s space. he is holding the washcloth menacingly in a way that radiates either ive killed a man with a washcloth or i want to scrub you down then dirty you up again. unfortunately for blade these are the same emotions.]

Come on then, facing me. [he’s gonna try and manhandle jing yuan if he doesn’t move! and he twitches a little.] What’s taking so long, Your Grace?

[lifeban]

...

Which do you use?

[helplessly]

[lionsleeps]

All of them. ♥

[He's torturing Dan Heng on purpose, sry. It's how he's coping with BEING THREATENED WITH A WASHCLOTH.

But also he does as he's told because as previously established he likes this nonsense.]

[subcutaneous]

[anyway blade is just going to insinuate himself between jing yuan’s thighs and - lean in, pressing against him, one long line of heated, wet skin - past him, to point out a bottle.

it looks mostly identical to the rest of them. the familiar edge of mocking is back, sorry dan heng.]

Do you know what shampoo is, Your Highness?

[lifeban]

[snags the bottle, ears burning as he pours some into his hand.]

Obviously I do, but why are there so many?

[lionsleeps]

[He could protest that there is absolutely no reason Blade needs to get between his legs for this, but. What's the point? Blade's probably still high on dragon dick so they may as well just enjoy it.]

One for when it's dry out, for when it's humid, for when I have to style my hair formally so I get scolded to tame it... There's different scents for different moods, and different soaps for different places.

Also, I'm old and I need variety or I'll shrivel into a desiccated husk.

[subcutaneous]

[listen the murderdog wants your lap and by nanook he’s going to get it.]

When you see him after he just wakes up you’ll understand.

[and while he’s this close he’s going to pick out body wash and also maybe bite at jing yuan’s ear because you know it’s there.]

[lifeban]

Is it the fluffiness...?

[muttering, but since the initial dunking already soaked his hair nicely, dan heng starts working shampoo into it. he's no masseuse, the touch brisk and efficient. sorry.]

[lionsleeps]

[And he fled having his back touched for what now???]

Mmph-- But I'm already sleepy...

[It's not a real protest, just a whine. He's already accepted that things will continue to happen in this bathtub, and he's gotten all flushed again accordingly.

Dan Heng may not be giving a massage, but it still feels nice to be touched that way, so Jing Yuan leans into it anyway. Despite the whining.]