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"...I,"
Dan Heng began, a hand on each of Jing Yuan's pliant, muscled thighs. He glanced at the expectant gold eyes for a moment before looking down again, his ears and cheeks and neck burning. He smoothed down the wrinkles on Jing Yuan's pants, swallowing to quench his suddenly parched throat.
"...studied the procedure. I read about it."
He mumbled under his breath, an assurance to himself more than anything. He didn't want to seem like he had no idea what he was doing, especially in front of his company. He felt warm calloused hands cup his cheeks, coaxing him to look up at the man he was trying to impress. Jing Yuan smiled, his eyes gently curving into crescents. He stroked Dan Heng's cheeks with his thumbs.
"This is the first time someone has offered, so you don't have to be so nervous. Even if it isn't great, I'm sure I'll love it,"
Jing Yuan said reassuringly and for some reason that only made him even more insistent on proving he could do it well, amazing even. It also made his chest hurt. He didn't like this feeling. He shook his head mentally to get back into the mindspace of doing his best. He's not going to make Jing Yuan's first time doing this to be mediocre. He gripped the supple flesh of the other man's thighs and pulled him closer, defiantly glaring up at the General.
"I will be taking your pants off now." He said stiffly, ignoring Jing Yuan's words of reassurance. He had something to prove. Jing Yuan huffed a soft laugh, leaning back and raising his hips to accommodate Dan Heng. He looked stunning in the blue-green glow emanating from the archive room's floor, his pale skin and golden eyes looking almost otherworldly. His hair was loose and spilling around him like a silvery halo. He had removed his armour and outer layers, only clad in a thin tank top and pants. He looked gorgeous. It didn't help the pang in his chest that refused to leave.
"Dan Heng," Jing Yuan tried again…He must have made a face. It just sounded like the General was trying to placate a child. He bit the insides of his cheeks to stop himself from answering petulantly.
He leaned down to mouth at the pale expanse of Jing Yuan's bare shoulder to hide whatever expression he was making as he slowly pulled the pants and underwear down as patiently as he could despite feeling his fingers tremble in desperation. Jing Yuan kicked them off helpfully as his hands slipped down from Dan Heng's face to his neck and then to his shoulders, massaging them gently.
He kissed Dan Heng's forehead and tipped his chin up with his index finger to face him again.
"You'll do well, I know you will. I hope my words earlier did not make it seem like I was dismissing you,"
Jing Yuan said softly before cupping Dan Heng's cheeks once more and locking his bare legs around him to pull him into a kiss. Dan Heng gripped the thighs around his waist as he gasped into the kiss, tilting his head to make the kiss deeper as he pulled Jing Yuan even closer, a burning need bubbling up his throat as he dug his fingers into supple flesh and slipped his tongue into Jing Yuan's mouth. Dan Heng swallowed his sweet gasps, the need for more more more making his hips rut into the warm cradle of Jing Yuan's legs. The way his thighs tightened around Dan Heng's waist as Jing Yuan's hands gripped his shoulders made him dizzy with want.
He wanted to make Jing Yuan delirious with pleasure. He wanted him to only think about how good it felt to have Dan Heng in him, he wanted his deep voice to pitch higher in pleasure, to break beautifully as he cried overwhelmed tears. He wanted to devour the General of Xianzhou Luofu whole. He wanted, he wanted…oh he wanted.
"General…" He rasped, as he broke their kiss, he went back in for another when he saw those faintly reddened lips parted in pleasure.
"General…," He tried again, pulling away this time so he didn't give into the temptation again even if he heard Jing Yuan's quiet whine as he loosened the grip his thighs had around Dan Heng.
"Dan Heng," Jing Yuan breathed, his eyes half mast and his lips swollen. It took Dan Heng everything to not dive back in. He trailed open mouthed kisses down his neck and then his bare shoulder, kissing his clothed chest and coaxing his nipples to harden with his tongue and teeth. He felt Jing Yuan shudder in pleasure beneath him, the noises escaping him small and helpless. He kissed down his clothed torso, rubbing soothing circles on Jing Yuan's thighs. His mind was cloudy, the only singular thought remaining was his want to pleasure the man underneath him.
He spread Jing Yuan's bare thighs apart, ducking down to kiss the crease where his thigh met his groin, pulling the tender skin there with his sharpening teeth before licking the reddened skin.
"Please," Jing Yuan gasped as he put his thighs on Dan Heng's shoulders, coaxing to come closer, to just take. He ignored the plea and continued to kiss and lick and bite the insides of Jing Yuan's thighs till they bloomed red, the satisfying give of muscle under his teeth addicting.
"...Please?" He finally asked when Jing Yuan's thighs squeezed his head insistently. Dan Heng was well aware that his thighs were strong enough to crack his head open like a watermelon. Not that he would. He was too gentle with Dan Heng. Almost irritatingly so.
"...Just…do ah —it…"
Dan Heng kissed the skin closest to where Jing Yuan ran the warmest. He wanted to dive in, he wanted to make Jing Yuan dizzy with pleasure. He wanted to drag this out to make it slow and sweet. But he also wanted to take him right now, to do it quick and dirty to hear the echo of Jing Yuan's cries even after they were done.
"Dan He— mmn… ah… ahh— "
Jing Yuan's reprimanding call of his name broke into a drawn out moan, breathy and high. Dan Heng had finally kissed the sensitive nub, swirling his tongue around it as Jing Yuan's thighs twitched in tandem with it.
He wanted to tell Jing Yuan how delectable he tasted, how hot he ran, how wet he already was. But it seemed like a waste to stop feasting on him, even if it was just for a moment. He kissed the folds instead, sliding one of the hands he had on Jing Yuan's thighs inwards to stroke the tender skin around him.
He pinched the sensitive nub between his fingers as his tongue, now feeling longer than it previously was, dipped inside the General where he ran the hottest, pink and twitching and wet . He felt the thighs tighten around his head as Jing Yuan keened, small noises of pleasure escaping him in gasps. He rubbed the nub between his fingers as probed deeper to feast, the grip he had on one of Jing Yuan's thighs tightening as his voracious appetite reared its head.
It always drove him insane how Jing Yuan normally ran warmer than him, he tended to be more colder to touch. But his warmth was incomparable to the delectable heat of his quivering insides. It made him want to take his tongue out and slip his dick in. It was so wet and soft he's sure he'd slip right in. He's sure that Jing Yuan could take both of him. He's sure that warm grip around his dicks would make him go crazy. But that was all for another time. What he wanted now was to turn Jing Yuan light-headed with pleasure with just his tongue.
He kissed the opening gently, his tongue leaving for just a moment because he had to say it, he needed Jing Yuan to know how irresistible he was. How he tasted.
"You aren't sweet down here…I like that," He said, his voice hoarse. He didn't stop stimulating Jing Yuan's cock, eager to keep pleasuring the man.
"You're tart…the right amount of it," He said, kissing Jing Yuan's perineum before licking into his twitching wet hole again. Jing Yuan sighed in pleasure, his soft moans sweet—a perfect accompaniment to the tartness of the part that radiated warmth and was slick and pliant, welcoming his tongue almost eagerly.
"Are you — ah — profiling the taste of mngh —me, Mr. Archivist?"
Jing Yuan teased breathlessly, his deep voice higher now with pleasure. Dan Heng wanted to see his face flushed with pleasure so bad but he loathed to leave without finishing his feast. He hummed instead, still licking into Jing Yuan. He shivered from the vibration of the hum, his thighs squeezing tighter around Dan Heng.
"...It'sh hard noth thoo." he said, or atleast he tried because he didn't really want to stop eating out Jing Yuan. Jing Yuan laughed breathlessly in response but it quickly turned into a moan when Dan Heng's long tongue probed deeper inside him, touching the spot that made his nerves light up and his brain fog up; his eyes roll back. A long stuttering moan spilled from Jing Yuan's lips, his thighs squeezing Dan Heng tighter, almost robbing him of breath. He loved it.
He jabbed that place viciously as Jing Yuan spilled more and more, becoming wetter and pliant with each moan, louder and higher than the last.
"Da— ah ah mm…! Dan H—ah…ah please plea—m,"
His words turned slurred and punctuated with keens and moans as he trembled around Dan Heng, trying and failing to call his name. Dan Heng just dove in with more vigour, his appetite not sated yet. He needs to hear more of those sweet cries, taste more of his tartness and warmth, lick his overwhelmed salty tears. He wanted, he wanted, he wanted. Oh he wanted.
" Ah, Da—hngh…I'm…ah…I'm going to—It feels good…ah I'm…ah Dan Heng I feel weird… ah… ah,"
Jing Yuan whined, his voice high as he slurred his words, his breathless moans melodic in his desperation. Dan Heng pinched his cock in response, licking deeper into him, eager to taste more. Jing Yuan came with a breathless keen, the grip of his thighs around Dan Heng's head tight enough for his vision to go spotty.
He didn't care. He needed to taste all of it, lick it all up before he passed out from asphyxiation and he did just that, licking Jing Yuan's sensitive hole as he stroked his overstimulated nub, waiting patiently for Jing Yuan's thighs to stop trembling. He felt wetness on his cheeks and chin and oh did that realization go straight to his dick.
"Dan Heng," Jing Yuan said softly with a ruined voice after he had come down from his high. His thighs had loosened their death grip around him too. Dan Heng hummed in reply, his mind hazy as he leaned against Jing Yuan's inner thigh. He might still be hard but it felt like he'd been pleasured just from tasting the man spread out beneath him. He could wait to get himself off. It wasn’t important.
"...I find it hard to believe that this was your first time performing cunnilingus."
Jing Yuan said, stroking Dan Heng's hair almost absentmindedly. He leaned into Jing Yuan's hand and closed his eyes.
"...I read about it…extensively," He said, slowly, his mind still syrupy.
"Oh? Where did you find the reading material? I doubt the Astral Express archives had anything about eating out—"
"—My sources are a secret."
"I don't see why they should be! I can share with you my copy of twelve ways to pleasure a Vidhyadhara. It's actually quite informative! It tells you how to deal with your partner having two—"
"I got the books from a vendor in Boulder town."
Dan Heng interrupted, his face flushed. There can't actually be a book about Vidhyadhara like that, right?
Jing Yuan huffed a soft laugh, crossing his legs around Dan Heng and flipping them over, pulling Dan Heng up to cage him with his arms.
His face was flushed a gorgeous red, his golden eyes still glazed in pleasure. His silvery white hair fell around them in a curtain. He smiled sweetly, his lips kiss swollen. His eyes widened when he saw the state of Dan Heng's face, his face flushing a brighter red as he laughed in embarrassment.
"You've got some of…it's all over your face,"
He said, pulling the hem of his shirt up to wipe down Dan Heng's face. He grabbed Jing Yuan's wrist to stop him, his long tongue slipping out of his mouth to lick the wet mess off his face. It was somehow possible for Jing Yuan to turn redder. He looked away this time, his hair conveniently hiding his face.
The embarrassment belatedly hit Dan Heng who was also just coming down from his high. He felt his cheeks and ears heat up as he cleared his throat, deciding to look at Jing Yuan's chest instead of his face.
"I…I didn't…—" he began, his voice breaking mid sentence as he felt himself burn in mortification. What was he even planning to say? I didn't want it to go to waste? He'd rather let an auramaton use him as a battering ram. Jing Yuan laughed in amusement, a warm hand cupping his cheek to make him look up at the General.
"I find it very amusing to see you all embarrassed after you ate me out so well that I had a mind shattering orgasm…Very cute actually,"
Dan Heng's breath caught when he saw Jing Yuan. He glowed in the darkness of the archives, his smile and visage putting the sun to shame. He tried looking away again to stop himself from being overwhelmed only for Jing Yuan to stop him by playfully biting his antler.
"...I'm not cute." Dan Heng grumbled, feeling wronged.
"But you are!"
Jing Yuan leaned down to nibble on his pointed ear before kissing it, a soft laugh escaping him as it twitched.
"Very cute,"
He whispered, his voice deep and sweet before kissing him briefly. He then trailed a hand down to grab Dan Heng through his pants. He let out a choked moan in surprise.
"It's about time I return the favor, don't you think so?"
Jing Yuan said cheekily.
"Besides, I need to try what I've learnt too,"
He whispered, leaning down to capture Dan Heng's lips once more.