[dan heng makes a pleased sound, feeling jing yuan's fingers in his hair, noses at his jaw and keeps the filthy pace of those fingers even and controlled, even as he slides blade a luminous Look. his other hand, too, is focusing on toying with a nipple.]
[He can't answer Blade with his voice, but the way he shudders at those words is a clear enough confirmation. It's so nice not to have to think for once. Choosing to let go of his worries and trust someone else to hold the reins is, in its own way, a blessed kind of freedom. In his usual life, it would be too risky to relax this way, but intimate moments with people he loves are safe enough.
That's not to say he's particularly "relaxed" here and now, though. He's still quite sensitive from earlier, so Dan Heng playing with his nipple makes him jump and gasp. He puts a hand on his forearm, not pulling him away but holding onto him as an anchoring point.
The other hand... Well. He's not actually done being sassy so he tries to flick Blade in the nose.]
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he leans in- eyes lidding, entranced as he watches dan heng’s fingers move- and he times the strokes of his own finger inside jing yuan with them.]
Huh. You just really needed someone to take that control away, didn’t you, General?
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That's not to say he's particularly "relaxed" here and now, though. He's still quite sensitive from earlier, so Dan Heng playing with his nipple makes him jump and gasp. He puts a hand on his forearm, not pulling him away but holding onto him as an anchoring point.
The other hand... Well. He's not actually done being sassy so he tries to flick Blade in the nose.]