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[One day, Wriothesley will grow an immunity to being called a 'good boy' and not become an absolute horny mess about it. Today is not that day, unfortunately. The way his eyes dilate and the shaky groan is plenty noticeable. It's hard to keep putting up a fight when those words burn into his mind, making him want to comply just to hear it again.

Sucks to be this easy. Or maybe it's good for him. He'll contemplate it another time.

An arch of his back, body pressing into those wonderful hands, the pleasure from his chest shocking his system like electro. His own hands are tugging at Dan Heng's clothes. He wasn't told he couldn't touch, after all.]

[ dan heng is dressed simply right now, in a clingy black turtleneck and grey trousers with tall boots, so it's easy for wriothesley to get his hands wherever he wants them. his tail lashes, the kiss deepening even further, as if dan heng could reach into the depths of his throat if he tried.

more importantly, he notices the way that his partner arches, how he responds so well to being called a good boy, and dan heng cannot help the pleased purr in his throat. good. he enjoys being praised, does he?

shoving his hands higher now, he pushes wriothesley's shirt upward further until it catches at his shoulders, breaking the kiss to whisk the entire thing upward and off of his body. all the more skin for him to have access to, he thinks, raking short claws down wriothesley's bare back. ]

[Wriothesley’s moans were muffled between their lips, eyes fluttered closed as he enjoys the way Dan Heng ravages his mouth. Honestly, he’d be more than happy to feel that tongue in his throat. Happy to swallow around it.

His hands slide under Dan Heng,’s shirt, fingers sliding up over slender hips and waist and down the planes of their chest and abdomen. The feeling of smooth skin against calloused fingers was nice. He only abandons his exploration when his shirt is abandoned, exposing a well defined chest littered with scars.

He shudders under the drag of nails, a playful grin on his lips.] I didn’t realize how touchy you are. [Man cannot keep his mouth shut.]

[ wriothesley's hands wander his as his own do, so dan heng sits back to pull his dark, clingy shirt over his head, sweeping it up and away, tossing it to the side with his partner's shirt. now they are skin to skin, dan heng's own scattered with clusters of soft, leathery scales, iridescent and smooth. he, too, bears scars, strange ones that scatter his back and arms, like large puncture wounds and whip lashes. normally, he does not allow them to show, but given wriothesley's own scars.. ]

You talk too much.

[ he murmurs, sinking fangs into wriothesley's lower lip as their bodies slide together, his vent hot against his partner's thigh, cocks already beginning to emerge. ]

I should keep it busy.

[He can't help but let his fingers glide over the scales, the smooth feeling under his fingers different from letting them run over skin, but still very much an enjoyable sensation.

He notes any scar or blemish, but he doesn't say anything about it nor does his gaze linger on any of it. They're stories the body tell, but it is up to Dan Heng to verbalize it to him. It's certainly not something he wants to talk about right now when the other is pressed up against him and trying to silence him.

The sting of enamel on him makes him shiver.] You should. [It's a challenge.]

Make it impossible for me to speak anything other than your name.

[ that shiver is welcome, and telling - he likes it rough, does he? that suits dan heng just fine.

one arm hooks around wriothesley's shoulders for support while his opposite hand continues to touch him, sliding down his chest and abdomen, tracing the dips of muscle and sinew until he reaches his trousers, which he plucks open effortlessly. confident and assured, he plunges his hand into them, pushing beneath the waistband of wriothesley's underclothing to palm at his cock without preamble. ]

I shall.

[ he murmurs, tugging his lip between his teeth as he guides his cock from his opened pants, curling his fingers around it to begin stroking him, his grasp firm without being too tight, giving him a nice, comfortable circle to fuck into as he fully hardens. ]

[The assertiveness in Dan Heng's actions is a stark difference to their actions when they were playing dirty dice. It's a surprise but one he is enjoying immensely.

He's silenced, somewhat, with those teeth bruising his lips. He can't hold back his wanton moans though, hips rocking into Dan Heng's touch. Gaze half-lidded as he trains them on Dan Heng's face, he leans forward to capture the other in a kiss. He's not quite ready to let himself be forced into submission and who would he be if not someone who'll give Dan Heng more of a fight?

Though, between the touches and kissing and the energy sparking between them, it doesn't take long for Wriothesley to become fully erect in his pants.] I'm still feeling a little chatty. [Though a little breathless after their last kiss.]

[ wriothesley's cock swells easily against his palm, the sensation enough to excite dan heng, to make him shiver and tense. he might have an overabundance of confidence right now, but he's still relatively new to sex, and feeling someone grow hard right under his hand is intensely erotic, as well as empowering. it makes him feel attractive, makes him feel wanted.

but then wriothesley is opening his mouth again, and dan heng nips his power lip, dragging his tongue against it. ]

Very well, then. I'll fill that mouth with something better.

[ dan heng is already wet, already hard in his snug black trousers, after all, it's easy to move forward. he shifts his weight onto the seat beside wriothesley, opening his belt, button and fly to that his cocks might spring free, curved and teal and ridges, the tips blush pink. one hand takes both, stroking slowly, while the other curls into wriothesley's dark hair, tugging him forward. ]

Unless you're too intimidated?

[The way that Wriothesley's pupils blow wide and he looks at Dan Heng's cocks like he's being presented the best meal he ever seen probably says a lot about Wriothesley. Intimidated? Apparently not, with how he sinks to his knees right in front of the other. There's probably something to be said about a man who can easily drop to their knees in front of another.]

Me? Intimidated? [A lick of his lips as he leans forward to lick a stripe up the underside of one of them.] Don't promise me with a good time.

[He wraps his lips around one of the heads to suck on it, seemingly needing no coaxing to start taking the other into his mouth.]

[ wriothesley sinks to his knees right then and there without hesitation, without preamble, and dan heng's brows lift in mild surprise.. even if he knows that he shouldn't be. this man was forward the very first time they met, as well, and unafraid to take what he wants, so it would stand to reason that he is now, as well.

so dan heng sits back, his teal eyes fixed on wriothesley's face as he gets to work, licking up the ridged underside of his lower cock. ]

Mm.. good. You're better when your mouth is full.

[ he murmurs, slipping one hand into that fluffy hair, his hips easing into a forward roll once wriothesley begins to swallow him down. ]

[A part of him really wants to be a little more petulant at Dan Heng's words. To continue talking just to see how much more he can push his luck. Perhaps another time though. Wriothesley is already committed to enjoying the two cocks in front of him.

He doesn't waste anytime, slowly starting to bob his head and sink farther and farther down onto one of the cocks while his hand wraps around the other, stroking it to the same rhythm of his bobbing head.

There's a pleased sound in the back of his throat at the roll of hips and the feeling of fingers tangled in his hair. It encourages to swallow the other to the base, the head of Dan Heng's cock hitting the back of his throat. There's something akin to bliss in his eyes as he opens them to look up at the other.]

[ oh, he looks good like that, with his mouth and hands so full.. dan heng's breath leaves him in a rush, his hips pushing forward, and when he feels his cock sink into the man's throat he groans low in his chest, his grasp in wriothesley's hair tightening. ]

So good for me..

[ he whispers, both cocks leaking precum onto wriothesley's palm and tongue, pleasure surging up his spine, tightening like hot coils in his lower belly. his tail flicks, then coils around to slide against his lover's thigh, sleek muscle pushing between wriothesley's legs to rub between his legs. ]

You look like you're enjoying yourself.

[That bit of praise really goes straight to his dick, all the more willing to continue if it meant pleasing the other. That brattiness was slowly being peeled away for someone more willing to oblige. To please.

There's a shameless moan that rumbles in his throat as it squeezes around Dan Heng's cock. His own cock was straining in his pants as he continued to bob his head and stroke the other. Really, getting to enjoy both was delightful and it shows in how responsive Wriothesley's body is in return.

He can't answer the other verbally, but the way he rolls his hips to grind against the smaller man's tail at least can show how much he's enjoying it all.]

[ dan heng can feel it, how hot and hard wriothesley is, in the way he grinds himself up against his tail, and the sensation has him breathless. that wriothesley is so aroused just from touching him, from sucking him off - it's dizzying him, and it only makes dan heng feel that much more confident in what they're doing.

it's impossible to look away. ]

Open your pants for me.

[ he commands, though there is no bite in his voice, only smooth sternness. his hips rock slowly, matching the rhythm at which wriothesley bobs his head. he's growing closer, if the twitch of his cocks and the spill of his pre is any indication. ]

I want to feel you.

[Wriothesley continues to work his tongue over Dan Heng's cock as he starts to undo the fastenings on his pants. He's a little clumsy with it; his attention split between pleasuring the other and trying to get his pants off. Soon, he manages to shove his pants and underwear down to pool around his knees, revealing his hard and heavy cock resting against his thigh. He was already this aroused, like just giving Dan Heng a blowjob could make him come. Honestly, it probably could with how enthusiastic he was to suck him off.

How he really wanted to feel the man's pleasure. He can feel the way Dan Heng's cock twitching in his mouth and how their precum coats his throat. He wanted to feel when they came and how they'd taste before he swallowed.

He continues to bob his head, moaning in delight, letting the vibrations rumble through his throat and around the sensitive length in his mouth.]

[ oh, he's a good size. dan heng bites his lip. ]

Good boy..

[ he murmurs, fingers in wriothesley's hair gripping, stroking through those short, soft strands as his pupils dilate. dan heng is tempted to tell him to touch himself, but instead he arches his tail, rubbing the soft scales along the underside of wriothesley's cock, applying pressure to his balls and the seam of his ass. the muscle of his tail tenses and ripples. ]

I'm close. Don't stop..

[ he whispers, rolling his hips harder, pushing his cock deeper as his breathing grows rapid. it's wriothesley's only warning before he comes at last, spilling hot against that clever tongue and over his knuckles, tossing his head back with a low, shuddering groan. dan heng's abdomen tenses, squeezes as he empties himself, panting hard, eyes squeezed shut. ]

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