[ dan feng waits quietly while his betrothed undresses, revealing a strong body riddles with scars, some faint with age, others brighter, newer, and he cannot help but to briefly wonder just how he managed to acquire them. is he simply accident prone? or..
it does not bear thinking about. dan feng has chosen to remain impassive, and so he shall. ]
No matter. A bride is a bride.
[ though wriothesley is certainly the first that is not soft and supple and feminine, this does not seem to bother the dragon; if anything, it is an interesting change. once his silks and gauzy robes have been shed, dan feng swipes his long tail through the waters of the pond behind him, beginning a heavy, cleansing rain that washes over both of their bodies, running in rivulets over wriothesley's skin, dampening his hair.
at last he steps nearer, nudging his snout beneath his chin, and dragging his long, warm tongue over wriothesley's shoulder, tasting water and skin both. ]
[For all the preparation put into making sure he'd serve Dan Feng well, he actually had no idea what to expect from this moment. He didn't know what was supposed to happen or what exactly was to come.
He instinctively reaches up, calloused fingers resting on the dragon's face as they press their snout against him. He can't help the shiver that runs down his spine, feeling the wet warmth of tongue against his skin.]
Oh? Is this where I actually get eaten? [His tone is joking. There had been a few who had said he'd be eaten and the brides were just meals. Honestly, he guesses it wouldn't be a big deal if it happens. Maybe that in itself is a little sad, but he had been pretty accepting of his situation up until now.]
nevertheless, dan feng hums, his breath cool against wriothesley's damp skin, and lifting one scaled paw he presses against his bride's chest, urging him to lie back in the soft, yielding grass. the dragon's long tail coils around them, circling them both to give wriothesley something to lie back against as he nudges strong thighs apart with his snout. ]
Once I claim you, it is forever. Body and soul.
[ he purrs, then opens his mouth, his long pink tongue sliding along the inside of wriothesley's right thigh, then his left, before at last licking between his legs in a single slow stroke, tasting the sweet nectar there. ]
Ah, that's a shame. I was hoping I would at least taste good.
[Whether it's said in jest or said seriously, Wriothesley takes it in stride. It doesn't seem he's too upset at the possibility, but then again, the man had been raised to become the dragon's bride, so maybe there has always been a resignation to whatever his fate might be.
He feels the coolness of scales against his bare back, the tail coiling around him sturdy and strong.
There's a shiver that runs down his spine as he feels Dan Feng's tongue travel against sensitive skin. Against parts of him he had never touched. There's a sharp intake of breath and his thighs quiver, the want to shut his legs and holding back from doing so.] Oh! That's- [For all his bravado, this is all a lot and maybe he's suddenly being reminded of it all. He can't help but feel just a little shy.]
dan feng lifts his heavy head, water clinging still to his thick mane as he surveys wriothesley with keen eyes, seeing the flush on his face, and the uncertainty tight in his expression. hmm. ]
Are you not ready?
[ his eyes pierce, sharp and penetrating, though there is no malice in his gaze, only a quiet intensity. ]
I have no interest in taking one who is not willing.
[He was sure about the role he had been forced into. Had already accepted this as his fate. He had no qualms for it nor felt like he was getting cold feet.
No, it’s just that-]
I’ve never done this. Any of this. [His body knew what it was to suffer. He had grown resilient in his years of servitude. When it came to pleasure though, he knew not the first thing to it. His body so accustomed to hardship that it was so wholly weak to ecstasy.
And maybe there’s a little fear in liking it too much and knowing what it feels like and losing all that.] It’s a little overwhelming.
[ this is not the first that dan feng has heard this, and surely it will not be the last. all of his brides come to him pure, after all, of both body and of heart, and coupling with a dragon is no simple thing.
dan feng lays his body down a little further, the long length of him coiled around him, cool scale against hot skin. ]
Close your eyes. Breathe slowly.
[ he murmurs, his tongue dragging again over wriothesley's broad chest and shoulder, along his neck, lapping lightly, dangerous claws a light touch as they slide along the inside of his thigh. the dragon purrs, nudging his snout against wriothesley's dark hair, then licking down his chest again. ]
[He shouldn't talk back, especially with Dan Feng trying to ease his anxiety. Still, he can't help but voice his thoughts.] If I close my eyes, I can't look at you then. [Maybe it's a little silly to say that when he would be looking at the other for the rest of his life, but the dragon coiled around him was really quite stunning.
Wriothesley takes a deep breath, trying to exhale slowly as he tries to relax. It's hard though. Every drag of tongue against his body has him shuddering and the touch against the sensitive spots of his inner thighs have him biting back noises that threaten to spill from his lips.]
I think I'm feeling it too much. [It's probably obvious Wriothesley was trying to hold back to some extent. Like he was trying to ground himself and not let himself get too lost in it all. He wasn't used to letting go.]
Then let yourself be overwhelmed. That may be the only way to grow accustomed to it.
[ everyone is different, and perhaps his first time will simply be very intense. it cannot be helped. ]
Do not hold yourself back, it will only make it worse.
[ the way he is holding in those moans means he is still too tense, too afraid, but they are to be together for the rest of wriothesley's life, he will need to learn to let go sooner or later.
so dan feng keeps on as he is going, nuzzling his way down wriothesley's abdomen, his whiskers tickling at the insides of his thighs as he drags his tongue through the dip of his hip, and between his legs again. ]
[There was very little control he had over what would eventually come to be. His fate had been decided and he had merely grown up doing as expected. The only control he had was himself. His behavior and how to hone his body. Turns out, having so little control and finding solace in that, it makes it incredibly hard to give it up.
Especially to someone he knows very little about other than vague stories.
But the pleasure is good. It has him shivering and writhing under the wet warmth of that long tongue. Wriothesley can't help the quiet sounds that escape his throat as Dan Feng gives attention to places where he had only touched during bathing.] H-Hah! Sorry, I-
[ those sounds are good, pleasing to hear, but even still dan feng is not entirely happy. ]
You feel the need to stay quiet? You do not need to. I wish to hear your pleasure.
[ after all, taking a sexual partner is not particularly gratifying if both are not enjoying themselves equally. many creatures are selfish lovers, and dan feng may be arrogant and proud, but he is not particularly selfish. not in this, at least. ]
[Used to being quiet, it's flustering to be told to be louder.]
I- [A breathy little sound escapes his throat.] You want me to be noisy?
[He might understand the concept of giving, to please the other, but was far more taken aback to be pleasured in return like this. It wasn't that he didn't know where this would go, but he had expected the other to be selfish. To take what was rightfully is.
It's subverting his expectations and catching him by surprise.
His hands instinctively reach out to run fingers over smooth scales.] What do you mean?
I want you to be your true self. If you are quiet, then be quiet. If you wish to make a noise, make a noise. You needn't hold back.
[ whatever is easiest and most natural for him is what dan feng desires - authenticity, honesty.
when those hands run over his scales, dan feng's teal eyes close, enjoying the touch.. it has been so long since last he felt anything like it. he has not taken a mate in centuries. even still, dan feng draws back a little, remaining coiled around wriothesley, but not tightly, and not pushing for anything. ]
I mean that you should chase your own pleasure. Show me what it is what you like. Perhaps it will be easier.
[ it must be overwhelming, being seduced by a dragon, being touched and pleasured by one when he has never experienced intimacy before. ]
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it does not bear thinking about. dan feng has chosen to remain impassive, and so he shall. ]
No matter. A bride is a bride.
[ though wriothesley is certainly the first that is not soft and supple and feminine, this does not seem to bother the dragon; if anything, it is an interesting change. once his silks and gauzy robes have been shed, dan feng swipes his long tail through the waters of the pond behind him, beginning a heavy, cleansing rain that washes over both of their bodies, running in rivulets over wriothesley's skin, dampening his hair.
at last he steps nearer, nudging his snout beneath his chin, and dragging his long, warm tongue over wriothesley's shoulder, tasting water and skin both. ]
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He instinctively reaches up, calloused fingers resting on the dragon's face as they press their snout against him. He can't help the shiver that runs down his spine, feeling the wet warmth of tongue against his skin.]
Oh? Is this where I actually get eaten? [His tone is joking. There had been a few who had said he'd be eaten and the brides were just meals. Honestly, he guesses it wouldn't be a big deal if it happens. Maybe that in itself is a little sad, but he had been pretty accepting of his situation up until now.]
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[ is he kidding? or not? who can say..
nevertheless, dan feng hums, his breath cool against wriothesley's damp skin, and lifting one scaled paw he presses against his bride's chest, urging him to lie back in the soft, yielding grass. the dragon's long tail coils around them, circling them both to give wriothesley something to lie back against as he nudges strong thighs apart with his snout. ]
Once I claim you, it is forever. Body and soul.
[ he purrs, then opens his mouth, his long pink tongue sliding along the inside of wriothesley's right thigh, then his left, before at last licking between his legs in a single slow stroke, tasting the sweet nectar there. ]
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[Whether it's said in jest or said seriously, Wriothesley takes it in stride. It doesn't seem he's too upset at the possibility, but then again, the man had been raised to become the dragon's bride, so maybe there has always been a resignation to whatever his fate might be.
He feels the coolness of scales against his bare back, the tail coiling around him sturdy and strong.
There's a shiver that runs down his spine as he feels Dan Feng's tongue travel against sensitive skin. Against parts of him he had never touched. There's a sharp intake of breath and his thighs quiver, the want to shut his legs and holding back from doing so.] Oh! That's- [For all his bravado, this is all a lot and maybe he's suddenly being reminded of it all. He can't help but feel just a little shy.]
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dan feng lifts his heavy head, water clinging still to his thick mane as he surveys wriothesley with keen eyes, seeing the flush on his face, and the uncertainty tight in his expression. hmm. ]
Are you not ready?
[ his eyes pierce, sharp and penetrating, though there is no malice in his gaze, only a quiet intensity. ]
I have no interest in taking one who is not willing.
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[He was sure about the role he had been forced into. Had already accepted this as his fate. He had no qualms for it nor felt like he was getting cold feet.
No, it’s just that-]
I’ve never done this. Any of this. [His body knew what it was to suffer. He had grown resilient in his years of servitude. When it came to pleasure though, he knew not the first thing to it. His body so accustomed to hardship that it was so wholly weak to ecstasy.
And maybe there’s a little fear in liking it too much and knowing what it feels like and losing all that.] It’s a little overwhelming.
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dan feng lays his body down a little further, the long length of him coiled around him, cool scale against hot skin. ]
Close your eyes. Breathe slowly.
[ he murmurs, his tongue dragging again over wriothesley's broad chest and shoulder, along his neck, lapping lightly, dangerous claws a light touch as they slide along the inside of his thigh. the dragon purrs, nudging his snout against wriothesley's dark hair, then licking down his chest again. ]
Let yourself feel it.
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Wriothesley takes a deep breath, trying to exhale slowly as he tries to relax. It's hard though. Every drag of tongue against his body has him shuddering and the touch against the sensitive spots of his inner thighs have him biting back noises that threaten to spill from his lips.]
I think I'm feeling it too much. [It's probably obvious Wriothesley was trying to hold back to some extent. Like he was trying to ground himself and not let himself get too lost in it all. He wasn't used to letting go.]
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[ everyone is different, and perhaps his first time will simply be very intense. it cannot be helped. ]
Do not hold yourself back, it will only make it worse.
[ the way he is holding in those moans means he is still too tense, too afraid, but they are to be together for the rest of wriothesley's life, he will need to learn to let go sooner or later.
so dan feng keeps on as he is going, nuzzling his way down wriothesley's abdomen, his whiskers tickling at the insides of his thighs as he drags his tongue through the dip of his hip, and between his legs again. ]
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Especially to someone he knows very little about other than vague stories.
But the pleasure is good. It has him shivering and writhing under the wet warmth of that long tongue. Wriothesley can't help the quiet sounds that escape his throat as Dan Feng gives attention to places where he had only touched during bathing.] H-Hah! Sorry, I-
[He keens a little.] I'm trying.
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You feel the need to stay quiet? You do not need to. I wish to hear your pleasure.
[ after all, taking a sexual partner is not particularly gratifying if both are not enjoying themselves equally. many creatures are selfish lovers, and dan feng may be arrogant and proud, but he is not particularly selfish. not in this, at least. ]
Perhaps we should try another approach.
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I- [A breathy little sound escapes his throat.] You want me to be noisy?
[He might understand the concept of giving, to please the other, but was far more taken aback to be pleasured in return like this. It wasn't that he didn't know where this would go, but he had expected the other to be selfish. To take what was rightfully is.
It's subverting his expectations and catching him by surprise.
His hands instinctively reach out to run fingers over smooth scales.] What do you mean?
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[ whatever is easiest and most natural for him is what dan feng desires - authenticity, honesty.
when those hands run over his scales, dan feng's teal eyes close, enjoying the touch.. it has been so long since last he felt anything like it. he has not taken a mate in centuries. even still, dan feng draws back a little, remaining coiled around wriothesley, but not tightly, and not pushing for anything. ]
I mean that you should chase your own pleasure. Show me what it is what you like. Perhaps it will be easier.
[ it must be overwhelming, being seduced by a dragon, being touched and pleasured by one when he has never experienced intimacy before. ]