[ Calues giggles — yes, giggles — as Dan Heng's tail slaps his ass lightly, in the way that a raunchy husband might go for an appreciative smack just for the sake of smacking it. He's got his hand resting comfortably on Dan Heng's hip, but then he realizes that his fingertips are pretty close to the soft, fluffy end of Dan Heng's tail, so he goes to run his fingers through the fur. He teases the end of it, winding a little length of the fluff around his index finger. Mmm, fluffy Dan Heng tail...
There's no one in the world he's more comfortable with than with Dan Heng. Sometimes he worries — or rather, he's keenly aware — that their bond has an intensity that borders on codependence. But so what? They'll always be together on the Express, so what does it matter if they're a little overly attached to each other?
Caelus transitions from a giggle to a chuckle as his thoughts take a slightly horny direction. ]
My Dan Heng has a great ass...
[ He pauses for a moment, as if really considering it, and then breaks into another boyish snicker. He can't stop laughing tonight, it seems. At least he's having a great time. ]
Okay. To be honest, that's a lie. You're kind of bony. But you've got great tits! Don't ever forget that you have great tits.
[ His hand slides up and rubs Dan Heng's flat stomach, as if to assess his boniness. Sure enough, there's nothing that he can jiggle, but he's gonna try anyway, rubbing his palm over Dan Heng's body in search of softness. He probably won't find much worth mentioning until he gets to the Vidhyadara's chest. ]
[ the tail touching isn't quite the sensation he was expecting. most of the time he keeps his limbs and tail tucked away where they can't be seen, let alone touched, but here's Caelus running his fingers over the furry parts in contrast with the scales. it's nice, kind of as if someone ran cool fingers just along the the surface of his arm, causing tiny prickles of sensation. ]
What are you ... hey, hey ...
[ there's a little sigh as Caelus puts his hands all over him in search of something that isn't bony (good luck, Caelus), but Dan Heng's physique certainly isn't soft. he's less curves and more straight lines. still, Caelus' touch is familiar, and he eases into it well, even when his boyfriend is being giggly and ridiculous.
(though he partially muses that it's that sort of playfulness that was missing from his life, and as much discomfort as he thought he may have in it, he's finding it more and more comfortable.)
after a moment, he takes one of Caelus' wrists and puts it on his head, right near the base of one of the horns, which is, indeed, covered in a very thin layer of soft velvet. ]
Here.
[ it's more soothing like this, rather than being someone who's appearance is so iconic that he feel as if he's always on display. the intimacy is welcome in that way, as he tries to adjust himself to his more draconian appendages. ]
Edited (sorry i forgot the title that was literally in my head while i was writing this) 2024-08-05 04:40 (UTC)
They're... soft? Well, no, they're hard, but they've got this — this velvety outer layer, and that's soft. He never thought they'd be soft! They look hard and glassy, like candy! (He's always kind of wanted to suck on Dan Heng's horns a little bit.) But this, this velvety sensation — actually, it makes sense, doesn't it? Deer do grow velvet on their horns. So dragons naturally — well, assuming the same biological rules —
The Trailblazer really just marvels at the feel of those horns, golden eyes big as saucers and with his mouth slightly ajar, running his fingers over and over them (gently) until... well... it suddenly occurs to him that Dan Heng's been putting up with him the whole time. ]
O-Oh! Sorry — are they sensitive? I just, um, I couldn't help...
[ Feeling them up and caressing them all over? Yeah, that sure did happen. But he looked fascinated while he was doing it! ]
[ as Caelus ponders the biology of the Vidyadhara, Dan Heng focuses on the touch. it's light, gentle, but curious in a way that he's not used to. most of his draconian parts remain deliberately hidden, as he's tried so desperately to remove himself from the way he looks from Dan Feng. it is, in some ways, uncomfortable, but also the most comfortable he's felt like this. perhaps it's because Caelus does not see Dan Feng as his fingertips draw down the length of his horn, just Dan Heng.
slowly, he allows his shoulders to relax, and when they do, it feels quite good. there's a sensitive place at the base of his horn where it meets his head, and he sighs quietly when Caelus finds it.
the words bring him back. ]
...
No, it's alright, I put your hands there. They're sensitive ... but it doesn't feel bad. It's nice.
[ after a moment, he adds: ]
You don't have to stop.
[ his tail flickers at the end, tickling somewhere near Caelus' waist. ]
[ Caelus pauses, worried, but Dan Heng's response is firm, with little room for doubt. It's nice, he says. They're sensitive. You don't have to stop. His little tail is swishing near Caelus's waist and it reminds him of the way cats wave their tails when they're curious and pleased.
The problem with the Trailblazer is this: sometimes he lets his impulses get ahead of himself.
So. Because Dan Heng said it's alright, and he doesn't have to stop. Because he's always really, really wanted to do it.
Caelus's face goes blank for a moment, like he's having all thoughts in his head permanently erased by the hand of the Remembrance THEMSELVES — and then he leans forward, and he wraps his mouth around the sensitive base of Dan Heng's horn.
Does... this... feel good? Is it just weird? Who knows! Caelus seems pretty happy with it, though, as he sucks and slurps hard on those glossy blue horns like they really are candy. Yeah, he can sort of feel the velvet on his tongue, but it's... not bad, actually? It's soft. Soft blue candy...
Sorry, Dan Heng. Your boyfriend is like this. But you've seen him chase after origami birds no one else can see, so you're kind of used to it, right? He seems happy! ]
[ this is something he could learn to get used to; it's enjoyable, moreso than he thought it would be, the close contact and intimacy of Caelus exploring all of his draconic appendages with gentle curiosity. he thinks that it might be good to do this more often, to allow himself to ease into some kind of comfort when he's in this skin.
that is to say, he's completely unsuspecting.
actually, he's finding a nice nook to press his cheek, breathing steadily and enjoying the touch. his tail waves back and forth, wrapping more tightly around Caelus' thigh and flickering in contentment.
then everything is wet, because Caelus' mouth is on his horn, and he opens his eyes and his tail begins to flicker back and forth and back and forth. really, he should have expected something like this. still, he doesn't have any intention of moving. ]
What are you doing?
[ well, if he ever had any question about how he tasted, he could always ask. ]
[ If Caelus had any concern that Dan Heng might dislike this (and really, that concern only lasted about so many seconds), well, all of his concerns are assuaged the minute he sees that cute dragon tail swishing back and forth. He's not really sure what that... means... whether it's a sign of interest, arousal, or rising irritation, but Caelus knows for certain that Dan Heng usually stiffens up and keeps a straight face when he's genuinely angry. So surely this random bit of horn slurping is fine! It's fine!
Caelus gives that horn one more lick and then murmurs, his lips pulling back in a smirk: ]
Mmmm... just getting a taste. Dragon horn soup sounds pretty good, right?
[ Slightly sheepish despite his outward confidence, Caelus lowers himself by a few inches until his lips are closer to Dan Heng's. Still smiling, the gray-haired Trailblazer noses closer, until the tip of his nose is caressing his lover's. ]
I want a taste here, too. Can I?
[ He leans in to claim that kiss regardless of Dan Heng's response. It's not too deep, not too demanding — he's perfectly happy to keep things light right now if Dan Heng's not in the mood — but he does want a bit of tongue, a little hint of exploratory licking. Half in apology for the horn slobbering, and half just because he's frisky and he likes the feeling of Dan Heng's tail squeezed tight around his thigh. ]
[ he sounds resigned in the fond way that seems to be creeping into his voice more and more lately, when Caelus or March do something absurd and amusing for the sake of their own questionable impulses. it's become entertaining, in its own way, if not endearing.
as Caelus gets handsy with him, messes around by putting his mouth in places Dan Heng wouldn't expect, he realizes that he's comfortable like this. it's a feat, really, considering he spent so much time hiding his appearance like this. he wonders if it's just Caelus, and if he'd be this comfortable with himself alone, and he doesn't think so.
the kiss is warm, and he sinks into it, parting his lips and giving Caelus the tongue that he wants. along with his tail, his arms pull him in closer, pressing in to fill the any open space between their bodies. his tail slithers against Caelus' thigh, looping and slinking closer to his groin, causing little wrinkles in the fabric of his pants. ]
[ This feels good. There's something nice about hovering in this brainspace, warm and fuzzy and just a little aroused, though not so achingly hard that he needs sex immediately. He could go either way with it, Caelus decides. Even if they don't wind up having sex, he'll be pretty happy with a half-sleepy makeout session and the satisfaction of having gotten his dirty little raccoon paws all over Dan Heng's pretty tail and pretty horns.
At least, Caelus thinks that, up until that tail loops around his thigh as if squeezing it, applying slight pressure to his groin.
Caelus groans with satisfaction, relishing in the strangely pliant feeling of being manipulated by Dan Heng's tail. He loves how comfortable Dan Heng seems right now, and how greedy he can really be, once Caelus has worked past his huffy exterior and into the gooey sentimental core within. Eager and needy, he noses at Dan Heng some more, still diligently kissing him back, wanting to see if he can sink Dan Heng into the same state of half-drowsy, half-aroused madness.
Aeons have mercy on him. He loves this dragon man so much.
Greedy for more, the Trailblazer wraps his arms around Dan Heng's shoulders, fingers teasing the soft black hair at the back of his neck. He sighs contentedly, leaning on Dan Heng ever more heavily.
Your move, Dan Heng. Maybe, if you don't have any objections, you can just be crushed by your twunky boyfriend. ]
[ maybe there are situations where he quite likes his tail. like now, there's something intoxicating about the closeness, when Caelus makes a soft noise in response and kisses him again. then Dan Heng kisses him back, his lips parted as if to suck him in, letting his tongue lazily wandering in his mouth like Caelus' once wandered over his antlers.
the tail slides around his thigh in loose loops, inching closer to the heat between his legs. despite his demeanor, he suddenly finds very affectionate ways to put his appendages: his arms slide just under Caelus', a leg keeping his knees apart while his tail curls all around him. perhaps it's the weight that Caelus leans into him with, but Dan Heng's grip seems to get a bit more possessive, his fingers curling into his shirt between his shoulder blades.
instead his tail does the work, the slow movement at the junction of Caelus' thigh, rubbing up against his arousal until he becomes stiff. there's a sort of quiet satisfaction about this that Dan Heng can't exactly place – perhaps it is that comfort that Caelus managed to tease out of him, turning him into something that enjoys this slower, lazy affection. he may be opening an unintentional door to more of this, but right now he doesn't seem to care (or it doesn't seem to cross his mind, anyway). ]
[ For a second, it's really all just sweet. All just innocent. Dan Heng picks him up and supports him properly and Caelus likes it. Feels good. He's a pretty big guy and he knows it, so there's something strangely sweet about being kissed like this, nice and lazy, while being picked up and held like baby. Caelus loves being baby.
It's because Dan Heng usually isn't the one with appetites that he isn't braced for how things just sort of — shift.
It's funny. He knows Dan Heng can be horny, knows that because they have raunchy sex at least once or twice a week (usually way more than that). But somehow, he still never expects Dan Heng to be the horny one. It's all slow lazy kisses and firm patient hold, and then all of a sudden his patient kisses aren't quite so innocent, and the grip on his limbs is more possessive than it is supportive. And his tail —
Caelus moans. Loudly. Ohhhh, he never even in his wildest fantasies thought about how it'd feel to have that powerful, coiling tail rub up against his dick like this, and the friction is incredible. Addictive. He wants more than just this, wants to feel that tail rubbing and bumping and grinding up against his dick. He can't believe Dan Heng is giving him a tailjob. ]
Dan — Heng, that — oh, fuck, that feels good...
[ Panting, grinding — now he's the one rubbing and bucking his hips into it. Look what you made him do, Dan Heng. ]
[ it's true, Caelus is generally the instigator of their encounters. Dan Heng, for the longest time, was unaware of how nice it was to be with another person until Caelus coaxed him gently into affection – after that, well, he fell into it easily. then, they became boyfriends. now, he likes it far too much. now, here they are, somewhere he thought he'd never be, comfortable with his tail enough to use it to pleasure his enthusiastic partner.
that frisky tail loops around his thigh, slithering in slow movement until it creates friction between Caelus and the fabric as he moves his hips. it's long, smooth, a little cool to the touch, just like a tepid spring, and seems to have a mind of its own. the friction gets a little tighter, giving Caelus leverage to lean into it to grind. Dan Heng is content enough to keep hold of Caelus, cling to him as if someone suddenly told him that if he doesn't hang on tight enough, Caelus will leave him. ]
You like this ... [ he trails off, the question more of a statement. ] Me too.
[ Dan Heng doesn't usually embrace his vidyadhara form, instead choosing to hide it, but he can't deny that it's nice being able to hold Caelus close like this with his arms, and allow his tail to roam freely. he's usually uncomfortable like this, always very aware of where all parts of his body are at all times, but this is liberating, in a way, because he's suddenly aware that he's comfortable enough not to be overthinking where he's putting himself in space. no, he's right here, and Caelus is enjoying his tail. ]
[ Caelus knows that he should at least check if Dan Heng wants a taste of pleasure, too, but he can't quite help himself: he feels as though he's forgotten where his limbs are, and all that matters in the moment is the cool silky friction of that damnably adorable tail slithering between his legs. Dan Heng's tail coils more tightly around his thigh and presses up against his cock and Caelus finds himself moaning, utterly lost to it now, grinding into it with the leverage that Dan Heng has intentionally given him.
It feels good to have his arms wrapped around Dan Heng while he's doing this. It feels good to have Dan Heng's arms wrapped around him.
Dimly, it occurs to Caelus that this is the first time they've had sex while Dan Heng was in his vidyadhara form, and this is the first time that he's seen Dan Heng seem so at ease with himself in it. But he can't really voice his surprise while his brain is being turned to jelly by how damn good it feels to have that tail rubbing between his legs, and Caelus is not particularly good at holding himself back or behaving. (Dan Heng likes those things about him, right?)
He comes. It's preceded only by a shaky, incredibly grateful low moan from deep in Caelus's chest, a slight grip from his fingertips — one which could have been much harder, much stronger, but Caelus is sweet and gentle, always careful not to hurt Dan Heng if he can help it.
His eyelids flutter closed, breath catches in his lungs — he surrenders perfectly, shuddering as he comes in his pants. He doesn't even care about making a mess in his underwear, though. Being with Dan Heng just feels too good. ]
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TAIL TAIL TAIL TAIL
There's no one in the world he's more comfortable with than with Dan Heng. Sometimes he worries — or rather, he's keenly aware — that their bond has an intensity that borders on codependence. But so what? They'll always be together on the Express, so what does it matter if they're a little overly attached to each other?
Caelus transitions from a giggle to a chuckle as his thoughts take a slightly horny direction. ]
My Dan Heng has a great ass...
[ He pauses for a moment, as if really considering it, and then breaks into another boyish snicker. He can't stop laughing tonight, it seems. At least he's having a great time. ]
Okay. To be honest, that's a lie. You're kind of bony. But you've got great tits! Don't ever forget that you have great tits.
[ His hand slides up and rubs Dan Heng's flat stomach, as if to assess his boniness. Sure enough, there's nothing that he can jiggle, but he's gonna try anyway, rubbing his palm over Dan Heng's body in search of softness. He probably won't find much worth mentioning until he gets to the Vidhyadara's chest. ]
HORNS HORNS HORNS HORNS
What are you ... hey, hey ...
[ there's a little sigh as Caelus puts his hands all over him in search of something that isn't bony (good luck, Caelus), but Dan Heng's physique certainly isn't soft. he's less curves and more straight lines. still, Caelus' touch is familiar, and he eases into it well, even when his boyfriend is being giggly and ridiculous.
(though he partially muses that it's that sort of playfulness that was missing from his life, and as much discomfort as he thought he may have in it, he's finding it more and more comfortable.)
after a moment, he takes one of Caelus' wrists and puts it on his head, right near the base of one of the horns, which is, indeed, covered in a very thin layer of soft velvet. ]
Here.
[ it's more soothing like this, rather than being someone who's appearance is so iconic that he feel as if he's always on display. the intimacy is welcome in that way, as he tries to adjust himself to his more draconian appendages. ]
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They're... soft? Well, no, they're hard, but they've got this — this velvety outer layer, and that's soft. He never thought they'd be soft! They look hard and glassy, like candy! (He's always kind of wanted to suck on Dan Heng's horns a little bit.) But this, this velvety sensation — actually, it makes sense, doesn't it? Deer do grow velvet on their horns. So dragons naturally — well, assuming the same biological rules —
The Trailblazer really just marvels at the feel of those horns, golden eyes big as saucers and with his mouth slightly ajar, running his fingers over and over them (gently) until... well... it suddenly occurs to him that Dan Heng's been putting up with him the whole time. ]
O-Oh! Sorry — are they sensitive? I just, um, I couldn't help...
[ Feeling them up and caressing them all over? Yeah, that sure did happen. But he looked fascinated while he was doing it! ]
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slowly, he allows his shoulders to relax, and when they do, it feels quite good. there's a sensitive place at the base of his horn where it meets his head, and he sighs quietly when Caelus finds it.
the words bring him back. ]
...
No, it's alright, I put your hands there. They're sensitive ... but it doesn't feel bad. It's nice.
[ after a moment, he adds: ]
You don't have to stop.
[ his tail flickers at the end, tickling somewhere near Caelus' waist. ]
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The problem with the Trailblazer is this: sometimes he lets his impulses get ahead of himself.
So. Because Dan Heng said it's alright, and he doesn't have to stop. Because he's always really, really wanted to do it.
Caelus's face goes blank for a moment, like he's having all thoughts in his head permanently erased by the hand of the Remembrance THEMSELVES — and then he leans forward, and he wraps his mouth around the sensitive base of Dan Heng's horn.
Does... this... feel good? Is it just weird? Who knows! Caelus seems pretty happy with it, though, as he sucks and slurps hard on those glossy blue horns like they really are candy. Yeah, he can sort of feel the velvet on his tongue, but it's... not bad, actually? It's soft. Soft blue candy...
Sorry, Dan Heng. Your boyfriend is like this. But you've seen him chase after origami birds no one else can see, so you're kind of used to it, right? He seems happy! ]
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that is to say, he's completely unsuspecting.
actually, he's finding a nice nook to press his cheek, breathing steadily and enjoying the touch. his tail waves back and forth, wrapping more tightly around Caelus' thigh and flickering in contentment.
then everything is wet, because Caelus' mouth is on his horn, and he opens his eyes and his tail begins to flicker back and forth and back and forth. really, he should have expected something like this. still, he doesn't have any intention of moving. ]
What are you doing?
[ well, if he ever had any question about how he tasted, he could always ask. ]
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Caelus gives that horn one more lick and then murmurs, his lips pulling back in a smirk: ]
Mmmm... just getting a taste. Dragon horn soup sounds pretty good, right?
[ Slightly sheepish despite his outward confidence, Caelus lowers himself by a few inches until his lips are closer to Dan Heng's. Still smiling, the gray-haired Trailblazer noses closer, until the tip of his nose is caressing his lover's. ]
I want a taste here, too. Can I?
[ He leans in to claim that kiss regardless of Dan Heng's response. It's not too deep, not too demanding — he's perfectly happy to keep things light right now if Dan Heng's not in the mood — but he does want a bit of tongue, a little hint of exploratory licking. Half in apology for the horn slobbering, and half just because he's frisky and he likes the feeling of Dan Heng's tail squeezed tight around his thigh. ]
Mmhmmhmm... ♥
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You're ridiculous ...
[ he sounds resigned in the fond way that seems to be creeping into his voice more and more lately, when Caelus or March do something absurd and amusing for the sake of their own questionable impulses. it's become entertaining, in its own way, if not endearing.
as Caelus gets handsy with him, messes around by putting his mouth in places Dan Heng wouldn't expect, he realizes that he's comfortable like this. it's a feat, really, considering he spent so much time hiding his appearance like this. he wonders if it's just Caelus, and if he'd be this comfortable with himself alone, and he doesn't think so.
the kiss is warm, and he sinks into it, parting his lips and giving Caelus the tongue that he wants. along with his tail, his arms pull him in closer, pressing in to fill the any open space between their bodies. his tail slithers against Caelus' thigh, looping and slinking closer to his groin, causing little wrinkles in the fabric of his pants. ]
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At least, Caelus thinks that, up until that tail loops around his thigh as if squeezing it, applying slight pressure to his groin.
Caelus groans with satisfaction, relishing in the strangely pliant feeling of being manipulated by Dan Heng's tail. He loves how comfortable Dan Heng seems right now, and how greedy he can really be, once Caelus has worked past his huffy exterior and into the gooey sentimental core within. Eager and needy, he noses at Dan Heng some more, still diligently kissing him back, wanting to see if he can sink Dan Heng into the same state of half-drowsy, half-aroused madness.
Aeons have mercy on him. He loves this dragon man so much.
Greedy for more, the Trailblazer wraps his arms around Dan Heng's shoulders, fingers teasing the soft black hair at the back of his neck. He sighs contentedly, leaning on Dan Heng ever more heavily.
Your move, Dan Heng. Maybe, if you don't have any objections, you can just be crushed by your twunky boyfriend. ]
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the tail slides around his thigh in loose loops, inching closer to the heat between his legs. despite his demeanor, he suddenly finds very affectionate ways to put his appendages: his arms slide just under Caelus', a leg keeping his knees apart while his tail curls all around him. perhaps it's the weight that Caelus leans into him with, but Dan Heng's grip seems to get a bit more possessive, his fingers curling into his shirt between his shoulder blades.
instead his tail does the work, the slow movement at the junction of Caelus' thigh, rubbing up against his arousal until he becomes stiff. there's a sort of quiet satisfaction about this that Dan Heng can't exactly place – perhaps it is that comfort that Caelus managed to tease out of him, turning him into something that enjoys this slower, lazy affection. he may be opening an unintentional door to more of this, but right now he doesn't seem to care (or it doesn't seem to cross his mind, anyway). ]
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It's because Dan Heng usually isn't the one with appetites that he isn't braced for how things just sort of — shift.
It's funny. He knows Dan Heng can be horny, knows that because they have raunchy sex at least once or twice a week (usually way more than that). But somehow, he still never expects Dan Heng to be the horny one. It's all slow lazy kisses and firm patient hold, and then all of a sudden his patient kisses aren't quite so innocent, and the grip on his limbs is more possessive than it is supportive. And his tail —
Caelus moans. Loudly. Ohhhh, he never even in his wildest fantasies thought about how it'd feel to have that powerful, coiling tail rub up against his dick like this, and the friction is incredible. Addictive. He wants more than just this, wants to feel that tail rubbing and bumping and grinding up against his dick. He can't believe Dan Heng is giving him a tailjob. ]
Dan — Heng, that — oh, fuck, that feels good...
[ Panting, grinding — now he's the one rubbing and bucking his hips into it. Look what you made him do, Dan Heng. ]
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that frisky tail loops around his thigh, slithering in slow movement until it creates friction between Caelus and the fabric as he moves his hips. it's long, smooth, a little cool to the touch, just like a tepid spring, and seems to have a mind of its own. the friction gets a little tighter, giving Caelus leverage to lean into it to grind. Dan Heng is content enough to keep hold of Caelus, cling to him as if someone suddenly told him that if he doesn't hang on tight enough, Caelus will leave him. ]
You like this ... [ he trails off, the question more of a statement. ] Me too.
[ Dan Heng doesn't usually embrace his vidyadhara form, instead choosing to hide it, but he can't deny that it's nice being able to hold Caelus close like this with his arms, and allow his tail to roam freely. he's usually uncomfortable like this, always very aware of where all parts of his body are at all times, but this is liberating, in a way, because he's suddenly aware that he's comfortable enough not to be overthinking where he's putting himself in space. no, he's right here, and Caelus is enjoying his tail. ]
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It feels good to have his arms wrapped around Dan Heng while he's doing this. It feels good to have Dan Heng's arms wrapped around him.
Dimly, it occurs to Caelus that this is the first time they've had sex while Dan Heng was in his vidyadhara form, and this is the first time that he's seen Dan Heng seem so at ease with himself in it. But he can't really voice his surprise while his brain is being turned to jelly by how damn good it feels to have that tail rubbing between his legs, and Caelus is not particularly good at holding himself back or behaving. (Dan Heng likes those things about him, right?)
He comes. It's preceded only by a shaky, incredibly grateful low moan from deep in Caelus's chest, a slight grip from his fingertips — one which could have been much harder, much stronger, but Caelus is sweet and gentle, always careful not to hurt Dan Heng if he can help it.
His eyelids flutter closed, breath catches in his lungs — he surrenders perfectly, shuddering as he comes in his pants. He doesn't even care about making a mess in his underwear, though. Being with Dan Heng just feels too good. ]