#» ―― [ blade ✗ v001. ] ❈

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continued from here / @lightning-etc-lord

yingxing watched jingyuan with his weapon. he was good to leave this behind, and the fact that all borisins may be brought to their deaths with his own creations. he was satisfied with the knowledge he'd partake in the wars even long after he ceased to exist, but a part of warm arms reminded him that the time was not yet upon him. "i hope you don't, you fierce little lion. keep it close to you." little was a joke, jingyuan was almost a giant, but he was much like a lion. just as fierce and fast, but also as majestic with golden bright hues. jingyuan was indeed a very beautiful man, manly, grown up.

he was surprised for jingyuan to hide his face against his neck, but wrapped his arms around him nonetheless. if he wanted to indulge in this affection, then yingxing was more than happy to give it back to him. he was no stranger to wanting to feel a steady bond, to have a companion, maybe even a lover. someone to hold onto at night, to brush his hair, to whisper sweet nothings, to snuggle up to in cold nights, to kiss... and to love, without any sort of restrain. to let carnal greed reign.

"just as much as you are my treasure, jingyuan." he reached up to pat the man's unruly mane, soft flocks of white hair. "wield it well, defeat all your enemies and return to me. to us."

oh, right, he shouldn't let that greed and need show. he'd only make this pure radiant man unhappy.

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yingxing  laughed  softly.  "yes,  yes,  our  high  elder  does.  he's  surrounded  by  bunch  of  good  people.  good  humans,  too."  the  artisan  smiled  at  the  dragon.  no  wonder  someone  so  ethereal  and  divine  gathered  so  many  people  around  himself.  he  didn't  even  need  to  try,  truly  interesting,  though  it  always  confused  him  how  he  made  it  into  their  midst.  he  wouldn't  be  here  if  dan  feng  hadn't  shown  interest  in  him  one  day  or  to  be  more  specific,  his  creations  he  had  seen  on  the  luofu.  "if  you  would  look  like  to  stay  at  mine,  then  i  would  welcome  you  with  open  arms...  but  there  is  nothing  special.  it's  pretty  small,  too,  only  one  bed.  it  would  be  awfully  cozy,  oh  dragon."

he  was  surprised  to  not  only  receive  a  thanks,  but  also  to  see  his  creation  be  added  to  dan  feng's  attire.  it  felt  good  to  know  that  he  could  protect  himself  if  worse  came  to  worst.  still,  feeling  the  other's  hand  on  top  of  his  head  was  always  special  to  yingxing.  there  was  just  something  so  endearing  in  being  close  to  this  special  person.  dan  feng  was  obviously  not  like  the  others,  he  wasn't  a  human  and  he  was  perhaps  a  little  detached  from  human  concepts  but  when  he  looked  at  him  like  that  (as  if  he  wanted  to  kiss  him  and  take  him  to  bed)  then  yingxing  didn't  find  it  in  himself  to  question  what  the  high  elder  was  thinking.

did  he  feel  lust?  or  infatuation?  love  perhaps?  did  he  feel?  just  like  yingxing  did?  "just  in  case  i  can't  be  there  to  fight  for  you."  he  swallowed  hard,  not  unable  to  take  his  eyes  off  of  the  other's  face  and  how  he  was  so  intently  staring  at  his  lips.  "what  are  you  thinking  about,  dan  feng?"

“Don’t I live with humans already?” Asks Dan Feng with a slight tilt of his head. It takes a good minute until the gears of his mind turn enough to reach the meaning Yingxing has. When he does, though, his eyes widen just slightly, a surprised ‘oh!’ leaving his lips before it turns into a soft yet mischievous little smile. “Do you mean leaving my house behind and getting myself a bed at someone else’s house?” The High Elder brings his free hand to his chin, as if considering the idea. Then, his gaze turns to Yingxing at his side, a barely-there smile on his lips. “It does sound tempting, as long you are the one to host me.”

Dan Feng would rather have Yingxing at his place, which is much bigger and comfortable than Yingxing’s own, but he wouldn’t mind it as long it is Yingxing’s. Besides, Yingxing’s place is much warmer than Dan Feng’s, which brings a lot of positive points already.

When the dagger is gifted to him, Dan Feng wonders if he will ever get to use it, but does it matter? It is a gift given by the man of his… infatuation? Infatuation. So, anything given by this person will mean a lot, even if it isn’t as meaningful as the dagger. Teal eyes inspect the dagger with attention to every detail, fingertips following the contour of the blade. “It always amazes me how talented you are,” says the High Elder even though he knows that Yingxing’s ego is already big as it is.

Carefully, Dan Feng brings the dagger to his boot, effortlessly setting it in a good enough position. Easy to take out yet wouldn’t pick on his skin or cut the fabric of his pants. “Thank you, Yingxing.” Dan Feng was never the kind to say ‘you didn’t need to’ when offered gifts. Instead, he would express his thanks— and that’s what he does now, as he reaches a hand to pet Yingxing’s head, their faces close enough that Dan Feng’s eyes eventually lower to Yingxing’s lips. “I will treasure it.”

[mamoritxi]

yingxing  looked  fondly  at  jingyuan.  he  was  really  cute.  it  was  hard  to  say  when  immortal  beings  became  of  age  or  could  be  called  mature,  but  he  could  say  one  thing  now.  the  lion  had  truly  grown  into  a  man.  not  that  jingliu  would  agree  with  him,  but  yingxing  didn't  really  care  all  that  much.  if  jingyuan  wanted  him,  he  saw  no  reason  to  turn  him  down.  it  was  his  decision,  yingxing  had  not  guided  him  into  anything  he  didn't  want  in  the  first  place.

he  just...  did  not  expect  for  jingyuan  to  be  interested  in  this  old  man.

it  wasn't  easy,  if  not  entirely  impossible  to  keep  his  calm  when  jingyuan  was  grinding  against  his  body  like  this,  overly  enthusiastic,  as  he  would  expect  from  a  pupper,  but  it  was  adorable  and  those  lips  felt  so  nice  against  his  own.  he  really  couldn't  help  sneaking  his  arms  around  the  other  man's  neck,  keeping  him  close  against  his  own  body.  he  was...  really  tall,  he  had  also  gained  quite  many  muscles.  it  was  pretty  clear,  the  person  was  not  the  same  he  had  been  10  years  ago.

"if  it  wasn't  entirely  obvious,  yes,  i  would  love  to  give  you  this  chance.  i  want  you."  he  played  with  the  little  hairs  at  jingyuan's  nape,  a  small  smile  playing  around  his  lips.  he  was  such  a  beautiful  specimen,  it  was  kind  of  unfair  honestly.  how  could  someone  be  so  ethereal  and  have  such  beautiful  golden  eyes?

Although he wished otherwise, it is no secret that Jing Yuan is infatuated by Yingxing. Maybe he’s just too young to express it properly, like an experienced man would, and thus it comes in the form of bickering and fighting, trying to get Yingxing’s attention by all means possible. Given that hi competitor is Dan Feng, Jing Yuan has a fair reason as to why he is this desperate.

Alas, Yingxing finally didn’t refute him. May Lan bless this miracle, because that’s what such a thing is: a miracle, a God-given blessing. To don’t be talked back when he says something to Yingxing is even a bit worrisome. However, given the predicament they are in, Jing Yuan can understand. He giggles when Yingxing tells him to go slowly, and obeys, albeit just for a moment before he’s pressing himself on Yingxing again, their lips meeting and heads turned to allow a deeper kiss.

Yuan’s head is spinning. Yingxing’s lips are so soft, so good. He can’t help the soft mewl when that tongue guides his own, and then there’s the feeling of their hips coming together, and Jing Yuan just can’t hide from Yingxing just how much turned on he is. Thankfully, he can sense the same eagerness hidden in Yingxing’s pants, their half hard dicks greeting one another.

“Desperately so,” breathes him out at Yingxing’s question, leaning forward to bite at Yingxing’s lower lip. He does so softly and carefully, trying to be sexy without hurting his partner. “What about you, gege? Do you want me? Want to give me a chance to make you happy, make you feel good?”

[mamoritxi]

it  wasn't  like  he  saw  his  mortality  as  a  flaw,  but  being  around  these  immortal  creatures  it  only  ever  served  to  remind  him.  he  was  nothing  but  a  short  lived  experience  to  everyone  around  him.  yingxing  had  accepted  the  fact  when  he  arrived  on  the  xianzhou  luofu,  he  really  thought  he  did,  but  the  closer  he  grew  to  these  people,  the  more  he  felt  like  he  was  standing  right  in  front  of  an  impasse.  only  with  death  in  sight  one  could  truly  enjoy  life,  pain  and  sadness,  as  well  as  happiness.

still,  since  dan  feng  left  him  to  his  freedom,  he  never  thought  that  the  high  elder  wanted  more  from  him  than  simple  friendship  or  obedience.  jingyuan  however  was  a  different  matter,  he  was  very  obvious.  almost  adorable  how  he  pursued  the  older  male.  less  adorable  was  the  giant  he  had  become,  strong  arms  sneaking  around  his  body  with  his  hands  very  boldly  grabbing  the  artisan's  hips.  one  might  actually  grew  to  like  this.

he's  overly  daring,  yingxing  a  bit  wide  eyed  when  the  man  told  him  so  very  openly  that  he  was  worth  love  and  devotion  like  anyone  else.  the  man  hadn't  considered  that  this  was  the  kind  of  aura  he  gave  off.  it  wasn't  like  he  didn't  think  he  didn't  deserve  it,  he  didn't  want  to  burden  anyone  with  his  disappearance.  that  in  turn  meant  not  pursuing  his  own  happiness...  maybe  he  wasn't  all  too  wrong.

before  he  could  say  anything  jingyuan  was  already  kiss  him  again.  he  couldn't  help  chuckling  at  how  eager  and  clumsy  the  man  was.  a  hand  reached  up  to  cup  the  lion's  cheek,  gently  nudging  him  back.  "slowly,"  he  merely  said,  capturing  his  lips  in  another  soft  kiss,  only  when  he  tilted  his  head,  did  a  tongue  swipe  over  the  other  male's  lips,  a  second  hand  slowly  settling  on  top  of  the  man's  other  cheek,  effectively  holding  his  face  in  his  hands  as  he  slowly  pushed  his  hips  against  jingyuan's.

"do  you  want  me,  jingyuan?"

That sudden turn on the conversation wasn’t expected, and it takes Jing Yuan all the more off guard because of it. Between the five of them, Yingxing has always been the one to accept his own mortality. Unlike the others that still had centuries of life, especially Jingliu and Jing Yuan, Yingxing would perish in less than one. They couldn’t do anything about it, and it was somewhat unfair, but Jing Yuan really tried to accept and enjoy his time with Yingxing. The problem here is that Yingxing sees his mortality as a flaw, clearly. Jing Yuan hadn’t known how much Yingxing is hindered down by his own mortality until now.

It’s an excuse, in his own eyes, that Yingxing is making so he will not pursue Dan Feng. Not pursue anything at all. Well, if Dan Feng won’t take action upon this, then Jing Yuan will. “Yingxing,” calls the younger when the man approaches, but shuts up on behalf of letting himself be kissed. Yingxing has always been the kind to show off his presence, and the way he tugs Jing Yuan towards himself shows it very well. Jing Yuan boldly copies the movement, settling his hands around Yingxing’s hips and tugging him strongly towards himself. It’s kind of a battle of dominance, at least lower.

When they kiss, Jing Yuan lets Yingxing do as he pleases. The Lieutenant is a fast learner, but first he needs a couple of demonstrations. Yingxing is slow and intense enough for Jing Yuan to get the gist of it, but they part before he can prove himself. Still, he’s given a chance to talk, and won’t let it go. “It seems you misunderstood something, gege.” He can’t help himself, bringing a hand to cup Yingxing’s cheek, “you may be a short live species, but you are still worth of love and devotion. It’s not because your lifespan is not as long as ours that you should content yourself with little.”

Jing Yuan kisses him then, slow like Yingxing did, but exploring. Both his own skills and Yingxing’s mouth. He’s naturally clumsy with it, too eager and too little control, but as he keeps seeking out for more of Yingxing’s tongue, he eventually learns how to do it properly. He just needs a teacher, really.

[mamoritxi]

"i  do  agree  that  there  is  something  in  between  us  that  cannot  be  named,  but  jingyuan,  he  is  still  the  high  elder  and  a  vidyadhara.  you  all  know  that  before  you  have  even  fully  grown  up,  i  will  be  gone  forever."  yingxing  had  to  face  one  fact.  these  were  all  immortals  and  he  was  the  outsider  that  felt  right  at  home.  he  was  providing  them  with  his  creations,  his  legacies  but  he  wasn't  around  for  long  enough  to  matter.  jingyuan  had  to  understand  this  as  well.  dan  feng  was  a  different  caliber  of  a  man,  of  a  creature  than  even  the  lion  baby  right  here.  he  just  didn't  matter  in  the  grand  scheme  that  was  this  planet  and  world.

"you  guys  are  all  not  exactly  wrong,  but  it's  certainly  not  love."  at  least  he  didn't  think  so.  perhaps  it  was...  something  deeper,  on  an  existential  level  but  dan  feng  had  never  made  a  move  on  him.  perhaps  human  relationships  were  something  he  did  not  need  or  desire,  yingxing  had  never  asked  him.  maybe  he  didn't  dare  to,  he  was  the  mortal,  a  lowly  artisan.

yingxing  was  about  to  walk  past  jingyuan,  when  he  noticed  that  naughty  tongue.  wasn't  he  a  curious  one?  he  was  nonetheless  surprised  when  the  boy  held  him  back,  big  orbs  staring  at  the  spear  wielder.  "ah...  aren't  you  a  hungry  one?"

he  felt...  rather  excited,  as  if  he  was  the  one  in  charge.  perhaps  he  shouldn't  be  doing  all  of  this,  considering  jingliu  might  slice  his  head  off  for  toying  around  with  her  student,  but...  yingxing  liked  experimenting  and  jingyuan's  lips  were  awfully  soft,  so  he  pulled  the  man  close  by  his  hips,  capturing  his  lips  in  another  kiss;  just  a  lot  longer  and  more  forceful  this  time  around.  "in  the  future  you'll  be  a  general,  majestic  as  a  lion  and  so  strong  everyone  cowers  in  fear."  he  tapped  jingyuan's  chin  playfully.

oh...  he  really  was  just  that  cute. / @noctether

Jing Yuan was firstly taken aback by Yingxing’s quick thinking, seeing right through his attempt at being subtle. Then he receives an explanation, something that has him wide eyed, usual expression of a lazy, easy-going knight all but gone. Yingxing gives a rather deep explanation of his relationship with Dan Feng and Jing Yuan can’t help but wonder if he really means these words or if he’s just trying to make excuses— but then again, it’s not like Yingxing needs to make excuses to Jing Yuan. He’s nothing but a friend, one that knows his place.

“You two are just so close…” the man attempts to explain himself, finally becoming a bit bashful after being caught off guard like this. He never expected Yingxing to enter in these details. “We— I mean, the Knights and the Vidyadhara both thought that you two had something going on.” And they weren’t wrong; the difference is that the relationship they share isn’t sentimental. Yingxing wouldn’t be saying otherwise if he truly was with Yinyue-jun.

Then came the kiss, and oh, that got Jing Yuan beet red alright. It was just a press of lips, Yingxing didn’t take ten seconds before he was retreating, but it was more than enough for Jing Yuan. “Gege…” the boy licks his lips, brings a hand to them as if he can’t believe what just happened. Blinking out of it, Jing Yuan quickly reaches out, albeit a bit timidly. “I don’t think this was enough to pay for this weapon, Yingxing. Perhaps… some more?”

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yingxing couldn't help the soft chuckle falling from his lips. "right, the lion has grown up into a beautiful majestic man. i know, i have eyes. i can see that you have long outgrown being tiny, only jingliu would see someone young and inexperienced for she loves her student." jingyuan was build in a rather heavenly manner. strong arms, solid but soft hands, such beautiful white long locks, broad shoulders, prominent pecs, slim hips and even longer legs. yingxing would be blind or a bad liar to say he didn't notice such things. sometimes he wondered why jingyuan looked at him with such warm golden hues, with such want, he might even call it. but he never said anything. he didn't know what he should say...

him and dan feng were not exclusive. it wasn't love, or whatever. human had such fickle feelings that dan feng wouldn't know awfully much about. he was a divine being, far above yingxing's status, but there was something they shared albeit he'd not call it a simple romantic relationship. he simply helped the high elder with his ambitions, he provided him with what he needed. yingxing wondered what jingyuan thought about this relationship, since he talked about yinyue so often. he couldn't deny they may have indulged in acts that were of no pure nature, but never was it called a relationship, much less did dan feng see him as a lover. yingxing was rather lonely for he thought there could have been more.

"what i tell you is hardly yinyue's business, jingyuan. i am not sure what you think we are, but it's not a fickle romantic relationship. i've merely bent the knee and pledged my loyalty." the artisan smiled a little, hand on his chin as he looked jingyuan up and down. "undying loyalty doesn't mean he takes me to bed. it only means i do not go against his commands. supplying you with a weapon or... giving you a hug wouldn't go against my pledge." a hand reached up to cup the man's cheek.

without a warning he leaned over to press his lips against the other's, brief and short. "consider this the payment and do not give me money." he couldn't help laughing once more for how docile this big man was. he never wanted to be paid. "just... slaughter those denizens. that would also be a wonderful payment, big lion."

Jing Yuan was certainly going beyond what was allowed— or at least that was what he thought about this hug, anyways. He hadn’t expected for Yingxing to wrap his arms around him, to hold him close. “I’m not little, Xing-ge,” murmured the white haired as he hid even deeper into Yingxing’s hair. Sure, he wanted to fight more for his claim, but this chance to have an excuse to hug Yingxing could never come again!

Being conscious of Dan Feng, Jing Yuan had never tried anything with Yingxing. It was a lost battle; how could he compete with Dan Feng? To Jing Yuan, Yingxing was already taken and owned by the dragon High Elder. So, while it was a bit (very much, in fact) pitiful of him, this was the only small mercies that he would ever be allowed.

Except that Yingxing says he’s his treasure, and Jing Yuan’s face goes bright red, making the man all the more embarrassed. He tries to downplay it by saying, “don’t let a-Feng hear it,” nervous laughter in his voice. Even then, Jing Yuan hadn’t let go of Yingxing. He was still breathing the man in, trying to memorize how it feels to be in the arms of someone so warm. When Yuan finally pulls away (because he’s afraid that Yingxing will learn about his feelings if he presses too much), his face is still red, but somewhat composed. “A-Feng is lucky to have you. But, ah, don’t let it get to your head, hm? I know that all you need is some praise to get you going.”

Jing Yuan had learnt a lot about Yingxing just from looking at him. It’s a bit shameful. “By the way, how could I pay you for this? You’ll have to live for more a hundred years if you want a decent price for it, you know. My salary isn’t high enough just yet. Though, I can ask Master… she might have a good amount saved…”