[ her kiss is welcome, and as she expected, a wonderful distraction as well. she kisses well, and dan heng falls into it easily, his hands sliding up her back, beneath the hem of her chemise to find her warm skin, like soft silk beneath his spear-callused palms.
dan heng responds in kind, parting his lips over hers and meeting her tongue with his own, licking slowly, sensually into her mouth to learn her taste and her shape. kissing is a very intimate act to engage in, but dan heng likes it very much - he isn't the sort to easily fall into casual sex, but kissing helps, it always helps, most especially with someone that he knows prior to this moment. so lost in the sensation of it all is he that he gasps in surprise when her hips grind down against his aching cocks, his heart leaping up into his throat.
as always, he'll need to navigate his anatomy with someone new, but.. she has never been anything but accepting. with any hope, she won't be frightened away.
when edelgard pulls back, dan heng watches her with clouded eyes, his lips parted around quick exhales, pink from kissing. she's beautiful, and she has left him entirely breathless. dan heng nods, swallowing thickly. ]
.. I want to see you, too.
[ he says earnestly, but she asked first, so he will oblige. snagging the hem of his top, dan heng sweeps the flimsy, silken thing over his head and moves it aside, a brief cursory gaze over her finding the streaks of her scars interesting. she wears them without fear, and so too should he. the cloudhymn that usually hides his own scars fades away, allowing her to see the products of his time in the shackling prison. messy, criscrossing scars, as well as odd, more rounded ones where the dracocatena nails had pierced him, interspersed between patches of scales.
he draws no more attention to them than she had hers, instead returning his hands to her body, sliding them beneath her gauzy chemise and pushing upward, his eyes hazy, begging permission. ]
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dan heng responds in kind, parting his lips over hers and meeting her tongue with his own, licking slowly, sensually into her mouth to learn her taste and her shape. kissing is a very intimate act to engage in, but dan heng likes it very much - he isn't the sort to easily fall into casual sex, but kissing helps, it always helps, most especially with someone that he knows prior to this moment. so lost in the sensation of it all is he that he gasps in surprise when her hips grind down against his aching cocks, his heart leaping up into his throat.
as always, he'll need to navigate his anatomy with someone new, but.. she has never been anything but accepting. with any hope, she won't be frightened away.
when edelgard pulls back, dan heng watches her with clouded eyes, his lips parted around quick exhales, pink from kissing. she's beautiful, and she has left him entirely breathless. dan heng nods, swallowing thickly. ]
.. I want to see you, too.
[ he says earnestly, but she asked first, so he will oblige. snagging the hem of his top, dan heng sweeps the flimsy, silken thing over his head and moves it aside, a brief cursory gaze over her finding the streaks of her scars interesting. she wears them without fear, and so too should he. the cloudhymn that usually hides his own scars fades away, allowing her to see the products of his time in the shackling prison. messy, criscrossing scars, as well as odd, more rounded ones where the dracocatena nails had pierced him, interspersed between patches of scales.
he draws no more attention to them than she had hers, instead returning his hands to her body, sliding them beneath her gauzy chemise and pushing upward, his eyes hazy, begging permission. ]