Do you remember. When Silver Wolf says something is in the ult range of her favorite character in that Archon Wars game. I'm that far away from. The restaurants. I don't know where I am.
You're not being a very good bloodhound. But I am in some sort of marshland. I can see a shop nearby selling ... I don't know what they're selling. Broken things.
[Annoyed. But he will find Dan Feng standing in the middle of the road towards the junk shop, supremely unconcerned with the way he's blocking people.]
[Looking up at him guilelessly, in a completely alien way to the Dan Feng Blade remembers:]
I debased him when we went out because he wasn't being very obedient. He cried a lot. I don't understand why because I did it for him in the first place.
[Wow thanks buddy. He didn't need (or want) you to tattle???
But Blade being who he is will probably find him if he looks. Dan Heng is a creature of habit when he's feeling the lowest, and while there is no Archives here, there is the library. He makes a rather pathetic sight: curled up on the floor in one of his study nooks with a blanket, a container of untouched food and what seems to be an entire gallon jug of water. He looks a little pale in his human guise once more, but most all of the physical damage has been healed aside from a lingering numbness in his arm.
Is he allowed to eat in the library? Probably not. But blood loss is extenuating circumstances.]
But Blade will be allowed to loom for a few seconds before there's a quiet sigh from Dan Heng's huddled figure, head raising from where he'd pillowed it atop his arm and knee.]
Didn't I tell you to look in on Jing Yuan?
[His voice is tired, his pallor still pale, and there's just the tiniest hint of irritation and surprisingly, shame about him.]
[Things Blade will notice: the faintest scent of blood lingering about Dan Heng, even though he seems perfectly fine aside from the pallor and the tight grip on his own arm.]
It was not an order. It was a favor. Do not try to tell me you do not care about him.
[And... there's clear tension in Dan Heng's body language. The faintest trembling. He desperately wants to reach out and touch, but the reason why is only more reason for him to hold back.
He is keenly aware that Blade of all people probably knows better than anyone how he looks when he's vulnerable, thanks to their history.]
[questioning, though he leans back enough to assess Dan Heng visually again. he smells like he should be injured, he's holding his arm suspiciously, but not like it hurts.]
[There's a quiet, pained noise when Blade sits back on his haunches, pulling away from proximity. But if this is what it will take for Blade to listen... Maybe he'll leave and focus on Jing Yuan if he tells him.
(he doesn't want him to leave, he wants to reach for the man and cling as tightly as he can until he feels less like crawling out of his own skin)]
He will not want to see me. I tried to help him avoid Dan Feng... and failed. Dan Feng... made a lesson of it and made him watch.
[The very second Blade touches him has Dan Heng reeling. He cannot feel it entirely, but it's too much and not enough because of it. He's managed to hold himself together in absence of the balm physical touch would provide, but with it right there?
It's probably a little alarming how he seemingly collapses into that grip.]
[it is extremely alarming, in fact. he's not withdrawing, but going very still again instead, not even breathing as he tries to figure out what the fuck this means.]
Not that Dan Heng is thinking much of anything as he burrows his head against Blade's shoulder, breathing heavily. One hand comes up to fist into his sleeve, as if to anchor him there.
He wonders if this is what it feels like for regular people, to rise to the surface after drowning. It's only after a few moments for his body to adjust that Dan Heng can manage to speak.]
...His healing has side effects. It... hurts, not to touch.
[And he will not ask that of anyone, not when it is his own fault.]
[There's another quiet noise of relief when Blade crushes him closer, his body sagging into that hold like a puppet with cut strings. It hasn't stopped hurting once since he'd left the shrine.]
[His voice is a quiet but exhausted growl, because Dan Heng is probably just as bad in some ways as Blade is when it comes to Feelings, at least with vulnerable ones like these. Fingers twist into Blade's coat tightly, just as much out of desperate need as anger.]
I promised I'd help him and I made everything worse!
...I am fine. As far as I can tell, I seem to be resistant to Dan Feng's... condition infecting me. And Jing Yuan seemed lucid, if furious.
[Vidyadhara were not prone to Mara besides, unless influenced by something more than time. Their reincarnation cycle was a protection against that.] Contact with Dan Feng has not been an issue for me.
[The sound that escapes against Blade's neck is too bitter to be a proper laugh, but it's somewhere in the range of one.] His sanity is deeply fractured. At times I think he doesn't quite understand the differences between us, or our times and realities. He... dotes, at times. He's violently insane at others. His obsession with Jing Yuan is...
[The quiet hiss of a wince says Enough about Dan Heng's feelings.]
Thank you. I meant what I said before, you know. Back on the Luofu.
[Some would argue that the more moral choice would be to dissuade him from death altogether. But he has not had a choice in his perpetual life, and seeking an end of his own choosing, rest after so long is a form of self-actualization all it's own.
He sighs.]
There is... one thing I should warn you of. About Dan Feng.
[There's some silence that follows because Dan Heng knows he needs to say it but he does not like that he has to. But Dan Heng is leashed now, if only for one command a day, and that is a problem. Someone needs to be able to step in, if not him.]
I lost in my confrontation with Dan Feng. in exchange for him not... breaking every bone in Jing Yuan's body-- [Said with a grimace as he reaches up, rubs at one of his ears... it doesn't look any different to the naked eye, but he has not altered his cloudhymn guise to accommodate for the new stud.] I signed up as his servant. I do not intend to make it easy for him, but he can still command me.
That sure is... concerning honestly. Dan Heng goes tense as well, wondering if he has to deal with Mara in a moment... again.... while recovering from bloodloss.
[breathing heavily, his arms tightening painfully around Dan Heng. he tucks his head down into his shoulder and wads the cloth of his shirt between his teeth.]
[....Right. Okay. This was definitely poor timing.
He holds very still while Blade chews on his shirt, trying not to do anything that could startle the man. After a few tense moments he ever so slowly reaches up to rub at Blade's back.
Please don't tear his throat out. He has no idea if this will make things better or worse.]
[There's a quiet flinch from Dan Heng as well, but this won't stop him from continuing the gentle stroking, out of ideas of what to do, right now. Speaking might make this worse, but...]
[There's a beat of silence, and if Blade raises his eyes from Dan Heng's shoulder, he'll easily see the mortified blush on Dan Heng's face, even with the earlier bloodloss still in play.
[Just going to gently pat Blade's back in a 'there, there' gesture. His tone comes out more than a little bitter.] My attempt led to a threat to break every bone in Jing Yuan's body if I didn't sign a contract with him, so.
[This is satisfying that craving for touch and feels very nice but he also is still feeling pretty shitty so this niceness feels extremely undeserved.]
[Blade has no intentions of stopping him. he simply makes a soft, low rumbly noise in the back of his throat, as close to acknowledgement as that thanks is getting, and keeps slowly stroking Dan Heng's hair.]
[And wonder of wonders, Dan Heng continues to relax in Blade's hold while basking in the touch, arms curled loosely around the other man. It won't take long for his breathing to slow.
Dan Heng has never been a peaceful or consistent sleeper, between the nightmares and the inheritance dreams every yinyue-jun has been burdened with. Often he'll go without simply because the alternative is highly likely to be unpleasant, and rarely will he allow himself to sleep where others will see. It's why he avoids the dorms.
But somehow Blade has managed to put him to sleep, features relaxed and at peace. He is probably going to have a crisis about this later.]
[Blade... does not sleep. he's not taking the risk of waking unprepared to see Dan Heng's face and spiralling into mara. but he is incredibly good at sitting still and checking out until he's needed.]
[Good boy, Bladie. Dan Heng will appreciate the kindness, y'know, after the inevitable gay crisis.
And the extremely questionable dream he's apparently having, because after about an hour of peaceful sleep Blade might notice the quiet, breathy noises Dan Heng is making into the crook of his neck.]
[by this point, Blade has looped his arms loosely around Dan Heng's waist and zoned out. but the sounds pull him out of that, and he hums a soft, curious noise into his hair.]
[Dan Heng isn't awake to register the noise, but he is dreaming. Perhaps it's Blade's presence that triggers something in his subconscious mind, perhaps it's his scent or the long ago, fragmented memories of another life that know these arms and this body so intimately.
Perhaps it's all of the above, because the quiet noises don't fade. Dan Heng stirs against Blade in his sleep, brows furrowed. His fingers curl a little tighter into Blade's clothing, body shifting. He looks tense.]
[There's a pained noise that quickly melts into... something not quite pained. He almost seems to settle for a moment, aside from the tight grip he still has on Blade.
[Excuse who is he calling cute??? Dan Heng is dreaming horny bloody dreams and here Blade is finding him cute.
really matching his freak here buddy.
And rubbing that specific spot is probably even more of a critical hit than an assgrab, because Dan Heng shudders, burying a desperate little noise in Blade's shoulder as he seeks out more friction, fingers digging into Blade harshly.]
Blade does know what he's doing, because the pressure of his thigh slipping between his is providing the friction Dan Heng's been seeking, hips eagerly rolling against Blade's thigh rather shamelessly.
Followed by sharp teeth sinking into Blade's shoulder, digging in harshly. At the same time, where Blade was rubbing there is now a tail curling it's way up his arm nice and clingy like.]
[oh. Blade didn't anticipate the teeth, but he likes it. he groans and lets his fingers spread around the base of that tail, flexing muscle bound by it's coils. with that broader grip he presses the vidyadhara's hips down with every little thrust forward, adding to the pressure for him.
his other hand wedges itself between them to palm at the tent in his own pants, which is growing more interested by the moment.]
[When Blade reaches the bar, he'll find Jing Yuan at a table near the wall, dressed in a turtleneck and loose knit pants. He usually wears sturdier ones, but, well... He's prepared for what he hasn't told Blade yet. In one hand he holds a shot of liquor, and in the other a vial of luminescent violent potion.
He looks up as Blade walks in, and offers him the shot glass.]
[looks at the table like he's considering headdesking on it.
looks at jing yuan like he's considering biting him or kissing him and he's not sure which.
looks to the side.]
My brain has basically been turned into one of those milk tea smoothies with the tapioca balls that Silver Wolf likes. You're leaning on outdated information.
[which is not a denial of liking him. he's SO red.]
[To be silly sometimes, anyway. He still thinks he's too old to be called a brat, but he's accepted that complaining will only make it worse. Regardless, he lets go of Blade now that his mission is accomplished.]
I talked to Dan Heng. This potion is the last thing I have to do.
[He doesn't answer. He just shoots Blade a cheeky little grin and drinks.
Immediately, there is a ripple of violet light over his body. In its wake his body shifts, molding itself like soft clay -- it feels warm, and a little hard to breathe, but not painful. There's just a strange pressure as his clothing becomes tight in the chest and loose in the shoulders, and a few seconds later it's done.
He is, largely, the same. He's just taken on a female body type -- a very generously proportioned one, still muscular but softer and slightly shorter than before. He looks up at Blade as he catches his breath, and flashes him a victory sign.]
[He has an Agenda, which is why he's looping his arms around Blade's neck and squishing close, making sure he can feel all those new soft bits in his arms.]
But... It's also a blessing, in that it gives him time to adjust to the feeling of his changed body. He isn't showing it, but he's as nervous as he is excited. Even the excitement feels a little different like this.]
[That growl sends a shiver down Jing Yuan's spine and a spark of heat directly between his thighs. It makes him twitch, and his face go pink -- he momentarily hides his face against Blade's neck as they pay and head up to the room. Enjoy the hot shaky breath on your skin, Xing-ge.]
[might wanna save calling him that for After the item is in play, A-Yuan.
he shivers notably at the heat of Jing Yuan's breathing, and once he kicks the door to their room shut behind them, he's tossing Jing Yuan onto the bed and pouncing immediately.]
[And down he goes with a gasp and a bounce. Blade follows after, and Jing Yuan can't help but laugh. It's thrilling, but not frightening, and he welcomes his fate with open arms. Literally.]
[He has no regrets and no shame. He's just smug and happy, leaning his head back to bare his throat and pressing his body into Blade's hands. This body has wider hips, but his waist is as grabbable as always -- perhaps moreso. But the lines are softer, and when he puts his thighs against Blade's own hips, they're softer than they were before, just a little.
Jing Yuan's attitude in bed, however, is not thrown off by adjusting to the change in sensation. He's as hungry as always, as pliant and needy and clingy, scratching at Blade's back as if goading him on.]
[Blade is momentarily distracted, hands petting up and down along the way Jing Yuan's hips narrow into that infuriatingly sexy waist. Then he bites harder, sucking a fierce mark into the pale skin of Jing Yuan's throat before sitting back just enough to tug that sweater up over Jing Yuan's new assets, gaze hungry.]
[They're generous Assets, and Jing Yuan can't help but look down at them too. How strange... It's not the body he's used to seeing, and he doesn't know how to feel about that. It'll be fun to experiment with, he supposes, but he'll certainly feel more comfortable when the effect wears off.
For now, though, any trepidation is thoroughly quashed by the look in Blade's eyes.]
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and the ones after that
and then calls dan feng.]
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Um. [There's a long, awkward pause.] Hello.
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I have been on my best behavior.
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[Yeah that is 100% Dan Feng arrogance.]
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Where are you?
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Do you remember. When Silver Wolf says something is in the ult range of her favorite character in that Archon Wars game. I'm that far away from. The restaurants. I don't know where I am.
[He's somewhere near the junk shop.]
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Isn't the joke that that character makes portals?
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[he's on his way tho,]
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[Says the guy who literally cannot rub two brain cells together to figure out where he is.]
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Unbuffed, now.
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And a couple more minutes...]
I am not lost just wait.
[He is, unfortunately, lost.]
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Get out of the marsh, I'm on dry land.
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I am out. Blade, we would be terrible on shared missions.
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Hold still. I'll be there in a minute.
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[Annoyed. But he will find Dan Feng standing in the middle of the road towards the junk shop, supremely unconcerned with the way he's blocking people.]
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[bluntly. but he does turn the corner a moment later.]
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[He spots Blade nearly immediately, having spent several centuries hallucinating him out of the corner of his eyes. Bolting for him!!]
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What.
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Is he actually micronapping? Maybe?]
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[taps on his unbroken horn.]
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[Whining noise.] 'm just resting my eyes.
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[He pulls back just enough to notice the keyhole??? On his coat??? He thinks about it for about 0.0005 seconds before
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[not quite a question, but wary.]
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[the urge is to say chase them, but he's never considered Dan Heng a pet, so he doesn't quite realize how parallel the situations are.]
Wait for it? This place is small.
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[He mashes his cheek against one of Blade's pecs.]
I'm worried.
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Tell me about it.
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I debased him when we went out because he wasn't being very obedient. He cried a lot. I don't understand why because I did it for him in the first place.
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Who is your "pet"?
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You're an idiot.
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Why am I am idiot?
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[SHAKING THE NOODLE]
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[trying to claw for his hand :(((]
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So you reinforced that desire.
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[UR LUCKY HE DOESNT KNOW ABOUT YOUR WEIRD CAT MOUSE SITUATION WITH DAN HENG!!]
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[keep not knowing about that thx]
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[Going to try and kick him in the stomach!!]
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Strong enough to hold up to you betraying him again and again and again until he breaks, but not that way? Stop lying to yourself.
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How can you ever begin to understand the ties that bind us!
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I don't care! I won't be alone again!
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You can't prevent it! That's the only way things can go for us unless we find death!
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I don't want it! [Is he crying? He is. Does he realize this? No.] I want to die! I've wanted to die for so long, why can't we-
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[he's not arguing with that last part. they all know she was the best of them, after all.]
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[He scrubs at his tears like a child, feet kicking out against the ground.]
I don't know what to do.
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starts laughing. low and deep, whole body shaking against dan feng.]
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I messed up. If you could check in on Jing Yuan sometime soon, I would appreciate it.
[That. Says absolutely nothing but is probably worrying? He's currently curled into a ball somewhere nursing his pride and recovering from bloodloss.]
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looks at it some more.
shoots jing yuan a text (slowly) and then starts looking for dan heng.]
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But Blade being who he is will probably find him if he looks. Dan Heng is a creature of habit when he's feeling the lowest, and while there is no Archives here, there is the library. He makes a rather pathetic sight: curled up on the floor in one of his study nooks with a blanket, a container of untouched food and what seems to be an entire gallon jug of water. He looks a little pale in his human guise once more, but most all of the physical damage has been healed aside from a lingering numbness in his arm.
Is he allowed to eat in the library? Probably not. But blood loss is extenuating circumstances.]
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Blade finds him, of course. and just kind of quietly looms in the entry to his hideout.]
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But Blade will be allowed to loom for a few seconds before there's a quiet sigh from Dan Heng's huddled figure, head raising from where he'd pillowed it atop his arm and knee.]
Didn't I tell you to look in on Jing Yuan?
[His voice is tired, his pallor still pale, and there's just the tiniest hint of irritation and surprisingly, shame about him.]
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[flatly, crowding his way into the nook to look Dan Heng over closely.]
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It was not an order. It was a favor. Do not try to tell me you do not care about him.
[He isn't in the mood for lies.]
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He is keenly aware that Blade of all people probably knows better than anyone how he looks when he's vulnerable, thanks to their history.]
What?
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[questioning, though he leans back enough to assess Dan Heng visually again. he smells like he should be injured, he's holding his arm suspiciously, but not like it hurts.]
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...Not anymore. I was healed.
[It's just blood loss, and that's not an injury but the aftermath of one. And his arm... well.]
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[gaze sharpening, fixing on that arm.]
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...Yes.
[Why did Blade have to be so prying?]
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[Dan Heng doesn't seem marastruck, but an Emanator doesn't use their power without leaving their mark, least of all an Emanator of Abundance.]
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[He lets out a sigh. There is no throwing Blade off the scent, is there?]
It is my fault. I acted with too much haste and too little planning. But what he is doing to Jing Yuan... I cannot abide it.
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You're asking me to look after him. Why not lick your wounds together?
[What Did You Do]
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(he doesn't want him to leave, he wants to reach for the man and cling as tightly as he can until he feels less like crawling out of his own skin)]
He will not want to see me. I tried to help him avoid Dan Feng... and failed. Dan Feng... made a lesson of it and made him watch.
[There is the source of the shame.]
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then he's in Dan Heng's space, bandaged hand gripping the shoulder he isn't favoring, eyes wild.]
What did he do?
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It's probably a little alarming how he seemingly collapses into that grip.]
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Not that Dan Heng is thinking much of anything as he burrows his head against Blade's shoulder, breathing heavily. One hand comes up to fist into his sleeve, as if to anchor him there.
He wonders if this is what it feels like for regular people, to rise to the surface after drowning. It's only after a few moments for his body to adjust that Dan Heng can manage to speak.]
...His healing has side effects. It... hurts, not to touch.
[And he will not ask that of anyone, not when it is his own fault.]
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[with a note of frustration. but it's simple enough to hear the problem and wrap his arms tight around Dan Heng, crushing him in closer.]
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You asked what he did. I told you.
[Sorry he's like this, Blade.]
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[half-snarled, but he's only holding tighter now, seeing how it gives Dan Heng relief.]
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[His voice is a quiet but exhausted growl, because Dan Heng is probably just as bad in some ways as Blade is when it comes to Feelings, at least with vulnerable ones like these. Fingers twist into Blade's coat tightly, just as much out of desperate need as anger.]
I promised I'd help him and I made everything worse!
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[Well.]
...I am fine. As far as I can tell, I seem to be resistant to Dan Feng's... condition infecting me. And Jing Yuan seemed lucid, if furious.
[Vidyadhara were not prone to Mara besides, unless influenced by something more than time. Their reincarnation cycle was a protection against that.] Contact with Dan Feng has not been an issue for me.
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[The fact that Blade seems relieved is... a lot to process. Too much maybe, when he feels like this.
It won't stop him from pressing just a bit closer, though.]
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[The quiet hiss of a wince says Enough about Dan Heng's feelings.]
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[softly. just. yep.]
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[Just as softly.] I thought I could speak reason to him.
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You understand now? That it took this long with me, and he's far worse off.
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[He had honestly expected Blade to struggle more, without Kafka.]
I could not even converse with you properly, years ago.
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[and he hadn't understood back then that it wasn't cruelty, on purpose. that this truly isn't Dan Feng in his arms. but he can't say that.]
I'm managing as best I can, here. It helps that the surroundings are entirely unfamiliar.
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[A little dryly. His lack of knowledge only spurred Blade on, and the only available sources of knowledge was Blade himself and his dreams.]
You seem... more at peace, like this. It's good.
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I know. But it's more than I have seen you before.
[If Blade's ultimate destination is the grave, then he has no illusions about that changing. But if the road could be kinder on that journey, then...]
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[Some would argue that the more moral choice would be to dissuade him from death altogether. But he has not had a choice in his perpetual life, and seeking an end of his own choosing, rest after so long is a form of self-actualization all it's own.
He sighs.]
There is... one thing I should warn you of. About Dan Feng.
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[but something in his tone seems to say he knows that Dan Heng meant it, no matter his words.]
What is it?
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I lost in my confrontation with Dan Feng. in exchange for him not... breaking every bone in Jing Yuan's body-- [Said with a grimace as he reaches up, rubs at one of his ears... it doesn't look any different to the naked eye, but he has not altered his cloudhymn guise to accommodate for the new stud.] I signed up as his servant. I do not intend to make it easy for him, but he can still command me.
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That sure is... concerning honestly. Dan Heng goes tense as well, wondering if he has to deal with Mara in a moment... again.... while recovering from bloodloss.
This was poor timing on his part, wasn't it?]
....Blade?
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He holds very still while Blade chews on his shirt, trying not to do anything that could startle the man. After a few tense moments he ever so slowly reaches up to rub at Blade's back.
Please don't tear his throat out. He has no idea if this will make things better or worse.]
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Blade....?
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A pause. Consideration. He did know one person who could help Blade calm down, and even if she wasn't here.... maybe the reminder?]
'Bladie'...?
[It's worth a shot okay--]
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But he's. not biting anymore????
...Not doing anything at all actually.
...Hm.]
B...Bladie, calm down.
[He is never going to live this down but if it keeps his throat intact he'll do it.]
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Thank goodness that was the right choice.]
Are you back?
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Never call me that again.
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Maybe not the right choice.]
I just thought-- Noted.
[A pause.]
Do not tell anyone about it.
[His dignity will not survive.]
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[dry. he is sneaking a look up at this humiliated dragon.]
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[Yeah that blush stands out all the more given how pale he is still.]
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I'll make it worse.
[abruptly.]
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[Oh no.]
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...Why do you think so?
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Yeah. That's kind of not Blade's thing when it comes to them. But--]
Except you're the only one left who has a chance of pulling it off.
[Sorry Blade he failed. You're their only hope.] With my... new situation. Dan Feng has some control over me in this regard.
[Not all. Never all, because Blade knows already precisely how stubborn Dan Heng can be. But it takes extra work, certainly.]
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It is not a good sign that I'm considered having a chance at all, let alone the only option.
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[Yeah. You're Their Only Hope Bladie.]
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[He is terrible when he isn't keeping his cool, actually.]
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[Things that probably don't surprise Blade at all: Dragons that get irrational when Protective.]
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judgment aura. tired judgment aura.]
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...He wanted me to walk away. He told me to stop, to allow Dan Feng to punish him. But that is the one thing I cannot do.
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[Does Blade mind Dan Heng faceplanting into his chest? Because he's gonna.] But you're probably right.
[Words muffled into blade's bountiful boobs.]
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More muffled confused noises. He is so tired.]
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Maybe.
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No.
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[it's like a version of him married a version of you,]
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Dan Heng settles once again with a sigh, nuzzling his face into Blade's neck. He's tired both physically and emotionally, heartsore and he's dizzy.
There are a million reasons why this is ridiculous, but... he wants nonetheless.]
You are so strange. But... thank you.
[He very well might fall asleep like this, if Blade lets him.]
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Dan Heng has never been a peaceful or consistent sleeper, between the nightmares and the inheritance dreams every yinyue-jun has been burdened with. Often he'll go without simply because the alternative is highly likely to be unpleasant, and rarely will he allow himself to sleep where others will see. It's why he avoids the dorms.
But somehow Blade has managed to put him to sleep, features relaxed and at peace. He is probably going to have a crisis about this later.]
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And the extremely questionable dream he's apparently having, because after about an hour of peaceful sleep Blade might notice the quiet, breathy noises Dan Heng is making into the crook of his neck.]
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Perhaps it's all of the above, because the quiet noises don't fade. Dan Heng stirs against Blade in his sleep, brows furrowed. His fingers curl a little tighter into Blade's clothing, body shifting. He looks tense.]
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p... petting his back?]
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And then he's clinging closer.]
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keeps stroking a slow hand up and down his back, then.]
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He might not know he's encouraging him, but the way Dan Heng shifts against Blade every once in awhile might clue him in.
it's not going to take too long for it to become apparent he's pretty much grinding on Blade's hip.]
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Blade lets that petting hand linger just above Dan Heng's ass, rubbing small circles right where his tail would be.]
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really matching his freak here buddy.
And rubbing that specific spot is probably even more of a critical hit than an assgrab, because Dan Heng shudders, burying a desperate little noise in Blade's shoulder as he seeks out more friction, fingers digging into Blade harshly.]
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he knows what he's doing. just keeps rubbing right there, humming an amused little sound even as he shifts to slip his thigh up between Dan Heng's.]
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Blade does know what he's doing, because the pressure of his thigh slipping between his is providing the friction Dan Heng's been seeking, hips eagerly rolling against Blade's thigh rather shamelessly.
Followed by sharp teeth sinking into Blade's shoulder, digging in harshly. At the same time, where Blade was rubbing there is now a tail curling it's way up his arm nice and clingy like.]
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his other hand wedges itself between them to palm at the tent in his own pants, which is growing more interested by the moment.]
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calls,]
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I need you to keep an eye on both Jing Yuan and Dan Heng. They fought.
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thinks
it's like. 12 minutes later when Jing Yuan's phone rings.]
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Hello! Has my offer excited you?
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Why?
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It'll be fun.
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[hangs up]
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He looks up as Blade walks in, and offers him the shot glass.]
Want one?
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Why are you so stiff? It's just me.
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[flatly.]
... You need to know my objectives, yes?
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sorry not sorry this is amazing]
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I should start by saying it's very cute that you're shy about it.
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Hiding it is just self defense.
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[He jokes with a grin, leabing his elbow on the table and swirling the mysterious potion in his hand.]
And I like you. You're smart, handsome, witty, resilient, brave, and kinder than you let on.
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looks at jing yuan like he's considering biting him or kissing him and he's not sure which.
looks to the side.]
My brain has basically been turned into one of those milk tea smoothies with the tapioca balls that Silver Wolf likes. You're leaning on outdated information.
[which is not a denial of liking him. he's SO red.]
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[Aeons that red face is charming. Jing Yuan could get distracted from the entire plan if it wasn't so important.]
Come here.
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Silly old man.
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Silly brat.
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[To be silly sometimes, anyway. He still thinks he's too old to be called a brat, but he's accepted that complaining will only make it worse. Regardless, he lets go of Blade now that his mission is accomplished.]
I talked to Dan Heng. This potion is the last thing I have to do.
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What is it?
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A harmless transformation. Apparently the duration varies from person to person, but... it should be one to three days.
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Immediately, there is a ripple of violet light over his body. In its wake his body shifts, molding itself like soft clay -- it feels warm, and a little hard to breathe, but not painful. There's just a strange pressure as his clothing becomes tight in the chest and loose in the shoulders, and a few seconds later it's done.
He is, largely, the same. He's just taken on a female body type -- a very generously proportioned one, still muscular but softer and slightly shorter than before. He looks up at Blade as he catches his breath, and flashes him a victory sign.]
All done!
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and taking a single step back, with Effort.]
You're going to want to go somewhere private.
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Should I... pick up the item first...?
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...It can wait a little. Let's get a room.
[Shamelessly, he reaches out in a clear request to be carried off.]
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[muttered, like he's not scooping him up into a princess carry anyway.]
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[He has an Agenda, which is why he's looping his arms around Blade's neck and squishing close, making sure he can feel all those new soft bits in his arms.]
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[which is a hell of an admission, but he's feeling honest right now, and also kind of super distracted by Squish and Curves in new shiny ways.]
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[He is so smug.]
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[picks up speed,]
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But... It's also a blessing, in that it gives him time to adjust to the feeling of his changed body. He isn't showing it, but he's as nervous as he is excited. Even the excitement feels a little different like this.]
I won't forget. ♥︎
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[in a low rumble, because yeah, deeeefinitely worked up by this behavior.]
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[more of a growl: the hotel is in sight. IN THEY GO.]
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he shivers notably at the heat of Jing Yuan's breathing, and once he kicks the door to their room shut behind them, he's tossing Jing Yuan onto the bed and pouncing immediately.]
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How very scary!
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[growled against his jaw, as Blade starts biting his way down to his collar, hands smoothing up his hips and waist.]
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[He has no regrets and no shame. He's just smug and happy, leaning his head back to bare his throat and pressing his body into Blade's hands. This body has wider hips, but his waist is as grabbable as always -- perhaps moreso. But the lines are softer, and when he puts his thighs against Blade's own hips, they're softer than they were before, just a little.
Jing Yuan's attitude in bed, however, is not thrown off by adjusting to the change in sensation. He's as hungry as always, as pliant and needy and clingy, scratching at Blade's back as if goading him on.]
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For now, though, any trepidation is thoroughly quashed by the look in Blade's eyes.]
Like what you see...?
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and puts a hand on each tit to squoosh.]
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...Really?
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[squoosh.]
You can't blame me.
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You don't have to be so undignified about it!