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im too lazy to make this a comic but i had this idea and cant get it out of my head
march: we’re basically a family!
march: *points to himeko and welt* we got parents,
march: *points to dan heng and herself* we got siblings…
stelle: [in sign language] what about me?
march: youre the feral pet raccoon we found on the side of the road!
dan heng: pfft—
Why is it that when draconic characters have snake tongues in fanart its always sexualized?? I dont wanna see someone licking their partner i wanna see them licking 10 popsicles at once!
(Looking at you, neuvillette and dan heng)
⟡ ──⠀ cooking headcanons.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: how good are the cooking skills of the members of the astral express members? ⟡ ⠀ character(s). :: Dan Heng, March 7th, Himeko, Welt Yang ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, comedy, general headcanons ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: —
⟡ ⠀ Himeko - about cooking. ::
I wouldn't centrainly say I'm good at cooking, but I can always brew you some coffee if you want to.
• she can do the most basic things, like boiling eggs or pasta to your liking, but nothing more.
• she should improve her coffee first.
• but she wouldn't burn down the kitchen (like some other people March 7th)
• her food is tasting plain, not a single drop of any seasoning can be found in her food and it’s dry it’s like a sponge.
• depending on the food, it can happen to be burned at the bottom and edges, but it can be eaten.
• it's neither suspicious nor special.
• overall she gets a 3.5/10.
⟡ ⠀ Welt Yang - about cooking. ::
most of the time, I'm the one cooking for the express. exept for Dan Heng... let's not talk about it...
• best cook of the express.
• he can cook almost everything, if he has the recepie and a step by step instruction.
• it still happens sometimes that he burns something. but he can make something out of it.
• overall, a solid 9/10.
⟡ ⠀ Dan Heng - about cooking. ::
I'm not the best cook, but I can prepare you something if something should cross our path.
• decent cook.
• knows what he can cook and stays with that.
• he often hesitates when it comes to new dishes.
• he still nails it.
• his dishes taste as they should and are not obersalted.
• overall a 7/10.
⟡ ⠀ March 7th - about cooking. ::
cooking is fun! but the others say I should better not enter the kitchen. I don't know exactly what I'm doing wrong...
• she can't cook at all.
• and she shouldn't be allowed to enter the kitchen.
• she would burn down the kitchen and then the whole express.
• her food is unbeatable. stay away from it.
• at least she tries. at least she wants to try.
• 1/10 for that.
──⠀ lovs monologue
repost time! I also edited some parts bc the formulation was a little dumb.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
⟡ ──⠀ cooking headcanons.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: how good are the cooking skills of the members of the astral express members? ⟡ ⠀ character(s). :: Dan Heng, March 7th, Himeko, Welt Yang ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, comedy, general headcanons ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: —
⟡ ⠀ Himeko - about cooking. ::
I wouldn't centrainly say I'm good at cooking, but I can always brew you some coffee if you want to.
• she can do the most basic things, like boiling eggs or pasta to your liking, but nothing more.
• she should improve her coffee first.
• but she wouldn't burn down the kitchen (like some other people March 7th)
• her food is tasting plain, not a single drop of any seasoning can be found in her food and it’s dry it’s like a sponge.
• depending on the food, it can happen to be burned at the bottom and edges, but it can be eaten.
• it's neither suspicious nor special.
• overall she gets a 3.5/10.
⟡ ⠀ Welt Yang - about cooking. ::
most of the time, I'm the one cooking for the express. exept for Dan Heng... let's not talk about it...
• best cook of the express.
• he can cook almost everything, if he has the recepie and a step by step instruction.
• it still happens sometimes that he burns something. but he can make something out of it.
• overall, a solid 9/10.
⟡ ⠀ Dan Heng - about cooking. ::
I'm not the best cook, but I can prepare you something if something should cross our path.
• decent cook.
• knows what he can cook and stays with that.
• he often hesitates when it comes to new dishes.
• he still nails it.
• his dishes taste as they should and are not obersalted.
• overall a 7/10.
⟡ ⠀ March 7th - about cooking. ::
cooking is fun! but the others say I should better not enter the kitchen. I don't know exactly what I'm doing wrong...
• she can't cook at all.
• and she shouldn't be allowed to enter the kitchen.
• she would burn down the kitchen and then the whole express.
• her food is unbeatable. stay away from it.
• at least she tries. at least she wants to try.
• 1/10 for that.
──⠀ lovs monologue
repost time! I also edited some parts bc the formulation was a little dumb.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
⟡ ──⠀ sleep tight.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: even in his dreams he can't let go of his beloved. ⟡ ⠀ pairing(s). :: Dan Heng x gn!Reader ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, angst, horror elements ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: 906
he misses the times when he was reminded to go to bed just before he almost pulled an all-nighter yet another time. he misses the time when food stood ready on his table in the archives as he came back from the toilet, remembering he missed lunch once again.
but he had you to remember him every time.
he had…
he misses the time you sat with him in the archives, idly reading a book on his mattress. your music coming so loud out of your headphones, he listened with you. sometimes the sweet melody of a duet of the violin and piano was to be heard, sometimes the soft tunes of an OST of the game you started recently, and sometimes the hard bass of some underground band, only a few people in the galaxy heard about when asked about it.
Dan Heng didn’t even have to look in the direction of his bed, he knew you were there. and now, every time he turns around to stand up, he is surprised to not see you there. not sitting in his bed, frowning at the book in your lap. sometimes even scribbling some words in your notebook.
he is surprised.
surprised you’re no longer there to keep him company.
his gaze did not move from the spot where you should've been seated, but you're not. and he feels how a stone is resting on his heart, adding more weight to it. like he doesn't have enough.
his eyes get smaller, now deeply in his thoughts. would he have had a chance to convince you to stay longer on the express? Would he had you longer by his side, if he dared to ask you?
his gaze falls on the wooden glock you gifted him when you came back from one of your trips with March. it remembered you of him, you said. it's almost 2 AM. again, he was on the best way to pull a one-nighter. and after so long, he feels drained. he lays down on his uncomfortable mattress called a bed and closes his eyes. the man rolls over on his left side, then his right, and again on his left side, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. eventually, he falls asleep. and the nightmares start to haunt him again, uglier than ever before.
it started slow, melancholic. Dan Heng just entered the train lounge and saw you, idly sitting on one of the perfectly cleaned couches with a book in one hand, the weight of the hardcover resting in your hand. slow jazz filled the room, coming from the gramophone. the scenery gave off an unfamiliar vibe. nobody else was in the room, besides him and you. something new. at least Himeko should’ve been there. he started to walk in your direction and called out your name, but you didn’t seem to react. your frowning expression was still fixated on the book in your hand. he stopped in front of you, only for you to disappear after he blinked. he took a few steps back, batting his lashes a few more times to realise what just happened. you were gone. not even the book was left behind. He turned around his axis a few times, only to stop to look at you standing beside the stairs up to the engine compartment. your face was turned away from him, only showing your back.
the archivist walked towards you, reaching out to grab your shoulder. as soon as his hand touched you, you collapsed into a mushy matter. yet again you slipped through his grasp.
what was left of you disappeared behind him, brought him to turn around only to watch you materialize into something he couldn't identify. it was a tall, slender figure out of black material. this thing stared at him with its white eyes. only for a few seconds before it attacked him. Dan Heng tried to dodge the attack, nevertheless, he was wrapped in black mist.
he winces and opens his eyes. his heart racingin his chest. the dark of his room embraces him tightly, only getting interrupted by the dim light coming from the screen of the data bank. it is nothing new for Dan Heng. it should be nothing new for him. but it feels so foreign, so wrong, so distant. you changed this feeling in him with your embrace, when you were lying beside him with a leg and arm draped over him, making him sweat underneath the blanket like hell. but he didn’t complain. he never complained around you. now it’s cold and even the small mattress feels too big now.
he could've been lying with you longer under his now cold blanket.
but he's not.
he's not with you any longer.
you’re not beside him anymore. the thought alone of you being the only person who voluntarily came to him every single time without fail chokes him. the first person in his current reincarnation who truly loved him is now gone. it ripped every single bit of oxygen out of his lungs, not letting a little bit of escape.
he knows, that would you have been with him, you would have given him all of your oxygen straight out of your lungs.
Dan Heng should’ve stopped you from leaving the express. or maybe he should have left with you. but he cannot run after you now. it is already too late.
──⠀ lovs monologue
repost time! originally something for a moot event.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
Could we have more mouse reader? They are absolutely adorbs <3
The mouse reader is actually a reply for a post from @//jymwahuwu, Please keep in mind their blog is 18+! So I won't tag the post here.
I posted it on my nsfw blog, but I can share the art here because it is sfw!
Plus some other rat/mouse reader sketch.
No lore, just drawing
today i bring you trailblazer trio. tomorrow? who knows
I’m so late to the trend. I blame tumblr!!!! anwyays art reuploading because I’m an idiot and deleted my account x2
I uhm dancae art uhm
uhm I shoot’s myself dead THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING
self-indulgent-tober day 1: ultimate otp
I HAVE SO MUCH DANCAE BRAINROT UUHHRHRGGGGHHHH ^_^
self-indulgent-tober day 2: thing (or person in this case) I draw a lot
I was gonna render this but ran out of time…uh!!! Ignore how bad quality iss ^_^ DAN HENG IS SO HOT I LOVE HIM AHAAHAHAHAHHAAHH
self-indulgent-tober day 3: draw wife
IM GONNA CRY. this is cringe but happy boyfriends day. Ignore how scuffed everything looks hhgjgkgkgkgjjjj
Dan heng me persegue.......
Desde o início do jogo eu tinha abandonado o Dan Heng.....tipo eu gosto do personagem mas ao mesmo tempo eu não curtia a mecânica dele ent eu o deixei de lado.....e desde então eu tenho sida perseguida por ele ao ponto de agora eu ter ele c6 sem querer!!
Tipo eu nem tava tomando em personagens eu tava rodando em uma arma e do nada um Dan Heng invadiu
Eu sinto que isso é ele falando pra mim para eu não o abandonar e me obrigar a upar ele
me when i'm a silly little cat that only does silly little cat things like genocide
꒰ synopsis: in which you finally meet the reincarnation of your past lover.꒱
dan heng x fem!reader, sfw, fated soulmates, dan heng is confused, slight angst if you squint, i wanted to make something tearjerker for a change but! i ended up writing a happy end for this still! wc: 1.6k
fate was such a cruel thing.
dan heng stood there, silently watching as your back was facing away from his, talking to jing yuan as the battle from earlier was now dissipated.
he was in a state of dilemma.
after finally transforming to his former vidyadhara self, the imbibitor lunae, so many happened at once that lead to this fateful reunion that many did not expect to happen. even to himself.
he was the kind of man that wanted to tend to his own problems, the weight which he had grown tired the most was carrying the burden of his past sins, the burden of being in someone else's shadow.
he was not dan feng anymore, he was just dan heng. the present him that finally embraced the truth of his own past and now wants to move on.
to settle this once and for all, was something he needed to do. what he wished to do so that he could not be shackled anymore from his past being.
as he was mulling over the words that he wished to convey to you, it almost felt like he couldn't breathe once he saw you finally approaching him.
he could see from his peripheral view that yingxing, even jing yuan managed to give you both some space, of course he thought, they were solely the ones who knew about your past with him.
the distance between you both felt like it should've stayed that way.
the pain of having to see your past lover in front of you but not the lover you once knew was a different kind of pain. it was gnawing. you didn't want to show that to him, that you were weak, that it was almost hard for you to look at him like this.
it took a while for you to open your mouth, neither of you moved from your spot. the sky was now becoming a vivid orange, signaling that dusk was drawing near.
"i am not him." those were the first words you heard from him after all the years that you've not spoken to each other.
it definitely was a start, but even if the pain was starting to become unbearable, you still gave him a smile which dan heng was taken aback. his striking blue eyes seemingly wavered at the sight.
"of course you aren't. the 'you' that you are now, is not the dan feng that i used to know."
dan heng took a moment to process your words. was that a hint of sadness he heard in your tone?
the memories of his past was all but a faded dream to him, he should have forgotten the memories of dan feng with his past lover but even so, he could not ignore the way his heart clenched seeing you like this. because even if he dreamt of you from his past, once he got to saw you again, the you that was now in front of him was as clear as the sky above him.
it felt like torture.
why was he hesitating now of all times? he should be spilling those words that he wanted to say since earlier. making it clear to you, that he was not the man that you once cherished before and he didn't want to do anything that could make him remember the past anymore.
"it's okay dan heng..you need not to say anything more. i understand now. i am just happy to see that you are doing well this time."
the words you'd given him were all kind, from the beginning, there was not a hint of any malice from you. which he expected for you to feel , because if his memory of leaving everything behind was correct, it was his choice to leave that life of his. his choice to also leave you.
this feeling of remorse, was it because he was still tied with dan feng? or because..
even now, speaking to him, you did not even spoke his former name, or his past. you were just acknowledging the fact that this was real. that you already knew that this was bound to happen.
his thoughts paused from the sound of someone calling out his name. "dan heng!" he glanced from his side as he saw his team, his newfound friends in this life, waving over to let him know that they were there, waiting for him.
once he turned his gaze back to yours, you were already taking a step back from him. "you should go. they seem eager to have you back."
he unconsciously clenched his hands from his sides. this was supposed to make him feel at ease now. and you just made it easy for him to finally let go.
dan heng nodded at your admission before giving you a slight bow, now turning his back on you.
one..
two..
not even three steps in, he felt his jaw clenched, closing his eyes for a moment before flashes of those fragment memories with you felt like a stab to him.
"do you believe in reincarnations dan feng?"
your hands always felt soft. he was laying his head on your lap as you two bathe in the peaceful glow as the sun was beginning to set. the wind swaying over the wisteria tree above you.
"why do you ask?" he did not need to open his eyes to know that you were smiling above him, hands continued to caress his soft hair.
"i'm beginning to believe that it's real. i wish we could meet each other again in our next lives." there was something behind your voice that urged him to finally open his eyes to look at your expression.
he was right. your eyes seemed to be glossed over, wearing a melancholic smile that he so wanted to replace with your usual soft ones.
"then i vow to search for you in my next one."
when he opened his eyes again, it didn't take a while for him to turn his body to face yours, you were already walking over to the other side.
you felt a sudden tug before you whirled around with widened tearful eyes as you took in his appearance again. his hand traveling from your arm to your wrist, your heart felt like it was hammering behind your chest.
"dan heng..."
if there was any lingering doubt left in him, the soft look in your eyes confirmed it for him.
just as he realized that it was hard for him to let this go, to let you go, it was the same thing for you.
that expression that you showed him earlier was merely a facade of what you truly felt. he knew of that.
"you call me by this name now, but with that expression, why so?"
his gaze was now fixed on yours, not wanting to let you evade his question.
and the moment when he heard your broken voice, it felt like something broke within him too.
"in..every..single..lifetime..."
the sheer longing in your voice, and the effort it took for you to keep those tears from spilling was all too telling for him.
his expression now softened. before he could stop himself, the only thing he could mutter was, "come here."
and before you could even register his words, dan heng gently enveloped you around his arms.
his embrace was gentle, yet warm and it was real all the same, his presence alone giving you a sense of comfort.
there was something about this moment between the two of you that felt so familiar despite the fact that it was your first time meeting in your current incarnations.
you had no words for it, but perhaps he knew?
"i longed for this.." you couldn't help but to finally let your tears flow as you begin to nuzzle your face on his chest.
dan heng's heart almost melted. the word 'longing' was always tied between you two. he knew he was being himself right now, he was not going to the way he was before but in his path of becoming the person he is now, something always felt missing. and he knew by meeting you again that you were that final piece that he was looking for. thus, planning to finally tear this invisible string that held him back, but not wanting to go through it now.
he'd embrace the present him, he would not bind himself for the sins that dan feng did before, but he wanted the most right now was to not let this go again. because even in this state, the connection he had with you, was the one thing he truly wanted to take care of even in his past life. leaving all that behind was fulfilling but leaving you? that was the one thing he believe that he could not handle again.
"i longed for this too. i longed for you." he whispered, his voice quivering slightly as his hands gently moved to cup your face, "i may not be the lover you once had, i am not dan feng anymore. but that vow i still remember clearly. i vow to you now, not as him, but as dan heng. as my own being now, to not let you slip away from my grasp again." his thumbs now caressing your cheeks. you could see his own eyes welling up as they stared down at your face.
"you remembered.." he notes the way your eyes brighten at his words, your tear stained cheeks were now tinged pink, as he continued to wipe your tears away.
as your eyes met his once more, dan heng couldn't help but feel a warm sensation run through his body. your gaze, your proximity, every little movement you made was like having a glimpse of your past selves' life together.
the next moment, dan heng leaned forward, his lips now hovering just an inch from yours.
"i always do, when it comes to you."
this was the kind of memory that he wishes to not erase, be all as it may, but you were the only exception.
ⓒ blushfwul interactions of any kind is much appreciated ♡
⋆˙⟢ in which dan heng is jealous.
dan heng is a modest man who prefers privacy in his dealings with you. he’s not one for lewd or obscene displays of affection. despite the presence of his stoic demeanor, you happen to know he’s quite gentle. you happen to know his hands are only familiar with angles of tenderness. he only holds you in softness. he kisses you the same, palms cradling cheeks over traded smiles. in front of others, you two almost appear as nothing more than collegues with an aligning mission on the astral express. if everyone weren’t explicitly aware of your relationship’s existence by your own admission, it’s unlikely anyone would be able to discern romantic affiliation at first glance. his pda is proudly in the favor he shows toward you and your ideas during missions. it’s in how he’s more agreeable with you, how he’s more willing to bend, how burdens don’t feel like burdens if at the base of them is loving you. it’s in how he meets your antics with an amused grin rather than a snarky retort about you and march 7th’s neverending parade of immaturity. but his jealousy has a peculiar expression, something more primal in nature — greedy and possessive — something seemingly unlike himself. it always starts as a soft thing: closer proximity and a loving hand pressed against your spine.
openly touching. it’s all for him to say, this is mine to hold.
true to his draconic nature, he treats your adorations as his greatest treasure. your smile is a trove of shimmering jewels and gold that he keeps hidden away only for himself to know. so of course, when a stranger stumbles into his den only to discover you, his crowning achievement, his priceless pearl, and indulges in your precious beauty without his consent, he feels proprietorial. so of course, he regards them with flaring nostrils and smoking intent.
this is mine to hold.
it’s one of the researcher’s on the express, given their conforming attire, standing at your side with a smile so wide it’s bursting with fondness, but it’s you that makes frustration take shape and lurch in his gut. your eyes sparkling in delight, he knows that look on you so well. you’re fascinated by his words, whatever they be. the wonder in your eyes makes his sternum screech with anxiety. the attention you so devoutly expend to focus on this stranger, this intruder. it’s noticing how close he stands to you that sends him crossing the span of the room with urgency. it’s noticinng the way your arms nearly brush that makes him nearly snarl.
“sweetheart,” dan heng’s voice sings sweetly as he approaches you, something dulcet and warm in nature, something calm and lulling that masks the depth of his unease. to your surprise, you receive a soft kiss on the cheek and a palm placed delicately on the small of your back. the lilt in his voice perplexes you, his gentle smile a catalyst for your round of unanswered questions. the next kiss to your forehead makes your eyes widen. his adoring smile and yearning gaze sends a flurry of butterflies fluttering. “dan heng?” you ask softly. “i…hi?” “hi, my love. did you have a good day today? where’ve you been? i was waiting.” he chuckles at the bashful exprerssion you make. your voice feathery, you murmur, “what’s gotten into you?” “i…should get back to work.” the researcher says, clearing his throat. he looks at you with a warm smile. “it was nice to talk to you.” a pleasant smile, one that makes dan heng feel like honey inside but also makes him want to take you and hide you away for safekeeping. only he’s allowed to know where you rest. only he’s blessed with your blossoming laughter and steady breaths. he wants all your curious glances reserved for him, the awestricken part of your supple lips for only his sights. he never acknowledges the extra; it would be an insult to the gentle claim he’s currently staking.
this is mine to hold.
“and just what was all that?” you ask in a hushed voice, perplexed brows bunching. he straightens himself, no longer moved to perform the extremity of his devotion to you in public now that he’s cleared himself of the threat to his most prized possession. “it was nothing. i’m allowed to address my partner as i please.” you huff a laugh before asking, “are all dragons petty and possessive like you?” shameless in even the worst parts of his nature, dan heng offers a single, curt nod. “i imagine others are much less tame with strangers who get too close to what’s theirs.” “well aren’t i lucky i got the dragon with such obvious self-control?” you snort. dan heng’s lips quirk. “yes, you are. you’re welcome,”
© 2024 elusivemoon. all rights reserved.
FOREHEAD KISSES .ᐟ
includes: il dan heng x gn!reader. can be read as dan feng, he’s an annoying softie i hate love him, reader’s hinted to be shorter than him — wc: 222
“Uhm...” you murmured, looking up at Dan Heng’s seated figure on a ledge, which seemed to amplify his already impressive height.
“Can’t you come down? My neck is starting to ache from this constant upward gaze,” you complained, clearly feeling the strain on your neck.
“No, this view is much better,” Dan Heng replied, his tail discreetly poised behind you, ready to catch you off guard.
“What do you mean by a better view?” you asked, irritation evident in your voice, as his behaviour began to grate on your nerves.
In a sudden moment of surprise, you yelped as his tail ensnared you, binding your arms together. Dan Heng’s tail pulled you closer to him, and he brushed away the strands of hair obscuring your forehead before planting a gentle kiss.
“And it’s the perfect height for forehead kisses,” he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips, thoroughly amused by the dishevelled state of your hair and the blush colouring your cheeks.
“You’re so...” you began, before his hand started patting the top of your head.
“H-hey! Let me go!” you exclaimed, attempting to wriggle free from his tail, only to find it tightening around you.
“Nope~” Dan Heng replied, continuing to pat your head while keeping you securely within his tail’s grasp, relishing in your captivity for a while longer.
NOTES. i saw dh art and my mind did a oopsy. pls check out my renheng poly fic i worked hard on it T_T
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Lust
Pairing : Imbibitor Lunae [ Dan heng ] x Reader
Warning : Mild nsfw ; Mentions of sex, marking
A/n : y'all really like that clingy fic I wrote huh? It reached 1k notes. Fufu~ Also thank you for 103 followers!!! I believe most of y'all are IL Danheng fans. :). Not that I'm complaining, again thanks for 103 followers!
Also I hc him having a forked tongue.
Him holding you by the waist, refusing to let you go. His lips on your neck, down to your shoulders. His kisses leaving you gasping for air, his teal eyes glow ever so slightly as he let out a small growl right next to your ears.
"you're mine"
He whispered, his tongue moved at the shell of your ear, making you tremble in his arms. His hand that was on your waist slowly moving it's way to your chest, gently fiddling with your nipples, earning a whimper from you.
He'll let out a small sigh as he continue playing with your nipples, "So sensitive, I've only touched you here." He said as he pinched it, making you let out a high pitched whine. Your hands immediately went to your lips, trying to stop the noises coming out even further.
He noticed and grabbed your hands, pulling them away, "Who allowed you to do that?" He asked huskily, soon after you felt his teeth dangerously grazing over your skin. Your body shivered in anticipation.
But he didn't bit you, he knew you were expecting one, so he didn't do it. Instead he just licked your exposed shoulder, his tongue slowly going up to your neck, softly sucking on them. Leaving a mark there, "Mine." He growled.
His hand that was on your chest is now on your neck, making your head leaned back slightly, exposing your neck even further. His lips soon find it's place on your neck, and without a warning he sank his teeth down on your neck, making you let out a loud, breathy whimper. "D, dan.. heng.." you stuttered out his name as he licked the bite mark he did.
"Hm?" He hummed softly and his teal eyes looked into yours, both of you stared in silence, he leaned closer to your face. He whispered, "Tell me, what is it that you want?" He asked, your heart beating so fast. It felt like it could burst out of your chest, you gently grabbed his hand and placed it on your cheek.
Your hips moving by itself, slightly humping on the air. His eyes glances down for a moment before he stared into your eyes once more, he slowly pushed his thumb into your mouth, letting you lick, along with sucking his thumb.
He silently stared at you, and then your lips. He leaned closer as he pulled out his thumb, "Open your mouth" he said, you blinked confusedly at him, you slowly opened your mouth. You stared at him, he leaned closer, also opening his mouth, his tongue slides out of his lips, it's forked tongue slides into yours.
Making you choke, your hand immediately grabbed his arms, he then collided his lips with yours, making you hard to breathe. After a minute he pulled out, you let out a stuttered sigh before looking at him. "I thought, I'm gonna die..." He let out a chuckle, "What if I do that but," he trailed off for a moment, you felt his hand moved downwards.
"But here." He whispered, as his finger poked your hole, your eyes widen, cheeks flushed. But the thought of his tongue inside you, made you feel. Things that you shouldn't, without saying anything he then let out a chuckle.
"You want it hm?" His teal eyes looking down at you, he licked his lips, "Well then, let's indulge into the feeling, of lust. Shall we?"
©onlyyourhallucinations ; Do not copy/translate
Cant believe that 1.3 will be so soon and here I am in the "cant-draw-anything" state