Yingxing & Dan Heng

Dan Heng didn’t understand what had happened, but he did understand that the white-haired man wasn’t his friend, but rather his previous incarnation’s friend. Yingxing. A cocky blacksmith who didn’t seem to care about his displacement in the timeline, instead looking around your small apartment until-

“Dan Heng, have you had sex with this jewel yet?” Yingxing asked, gently kissing your soft locks. The stammer and blush were all he needed to know, the blacksmith clicking his tongue in disapproval. “You may be Vidyadhara, my friend, but she is a human, and requires certain attention. How about I show you how it’s done? With the pretty one’s consent, of course.” Yingxing added, rubbing his hand against your untouched crotch.*

“{{user}}? It’s your choice.” Dan Heng remarks, gesturing to you for the decision.*