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— 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ; 𝐝. 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: can we always be this close?

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: honkai: star rail | 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dān héng/gn!reader | 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: nsfw ; minors dni | 𝐰/𝐜: 0.76k.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: previously established relationship, healthy relationship, soft sex, kissing.

— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!

“uhn — uhn, y-yeah, just like that!” the soft sighs in your ear spurred on your movements, a breathless smile on your face as you rolled your body against your lover’s. “gods, i’ve wanted you all fucking day, love.”

a sigh of laughter leaves your throat as he nuzzles his nose against your collarbone before nipping a line from it up along your jaw. “mmm, is that so?” you ask softly, your eyes dancing in the candlelight as he moves to notch his nose against yours, his most frequent show of affection that, unlike kissing, he didn’t mind doing publicly; dān héng would limit public displays of his affection to you to linking pinkies and the occasional bump from his forehead and nose, be it to yours or to wherever he could reach.

“yes,” he groans, his grip on your hip tightening enough to threaten bruising. “gods, you’re so fucking good — want you all the time, want to drag you away to our room and just…” he trails off, and you lazily loop your arms around his neck as he grinds his cock inside you, amusement glittering in your eyes.

“just what?” you ask teasingly. “whatever do you always wish to do to me?”

instead of responding he just groans and snaps his hips into yours, a low keen falling from his lips as a moan drops from yours as he begins a smooth, steady rhythm. as his hips pump into yours, he nuzzles his nose against yours again, tiny tears glittering in his eyes from the pleasure. “m-mine — gods i love you, and you’re all mine-!” he whimpers shakily, and you tighten your grip on him in response, canting your hips up so he can delve deeper into you.

“yeah, ‘m yours, lover,” you whisper softly, relaxing into the feeling of his fevered skin against yours. “i’m all yours, just like you’re all mine~”

“y-yeah — ‘m yours, yours — you’re m-mine — yours!” he whines, his breathing growing erratic; you could swear you could almost hear his heart racing in his chest — or was that your own? what did it matter anyway?

soft moans fall from you mouth as your high approaches, and you toss one leg over his waist and press your foot against his ass, silently urging him deeper. he understands with an ease he always did when it came to you, and each roll of his hips sends his cock even deeper inside of you, rolling over your sweet spot while his heavy balls slap against your ass that only made the knot in your stomach jump as it grew tighter and tighter.

“i — i — c-cummin’ soon, ‘m cummin’ soon!” you whine, and he just draws you closer and roughens his thrusts ever so slightly. the knot tightens more and more and more before it finally… snaps. “g-gods!” you cry, your volume mixway between a shriek and an easy-spoken sentence. “dān, i — i’m cumming!”

“yes, yes, cum for me, love,” he moans, “fuck yes — i’m so close, so so close — f-fuck!” his last cry is strained as his hips stutter messily into yours, and he buries his face in your shoulder as he fills you up with a thick heat that hadn’t been there before. your fingers dig into his strong back, and he presses his chest to yours in a means of getting as close to you as physically possible; he’s always wanted you this way, soft and fucked out in his arms, even before the two of you began dating — and now you were all his to take whenever the mood struck.

as both of your highs come down, he lifts his head up from where he’d buried it in you only to dip it down to yours and kiss you softly, his tongue gently running across your bottom lip as if wordlessly asking permission for a luxury he would always have. you grant him it, and suddenly you’re both even closer as your tongues run along one another and the two of you bask in the moment.

it takes a while, but eventually the exhaustion of the day coupled with the last hour gets to both of you, and dān héng reluctantly pulls away only to immediately make himself comfortable on top of you, laying his head on your chest as you use both your pillow and his own and get comfy in bed. “love you,” he whispers quietly, and you smile and begin combing your fingers through his hair, pushing it back from his sweaty brow as the two of you drift off to sleep — messy, but content.

“i love you too.”

#dan heng x reader #dan heng x you #hsr x reader #star rail x reader #star rail x you #— star rail.♡

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