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Same view as usual, pitch black sky littered with bright, twinkling stars, but this time the moon is big and bright tonight, the moon at its brightest as it glows in its pearlescent, unparalleled glamor. Blade looks out of the Astral Express trying his best to sit in the awkward silence between the two organizations as they come to an agreement on what to do with the Stellaron inside of the Caelus and which planet it will take them. Amidst the conversation between Himeko and Kafka, Blade notices one Astral Express Crewmember staring at him and the murderous intent inside of him wells up. The urge to pluck those familiar eyes from those sockets and disembowel him all wells up, but he controls himself; after all this is a bigger plan to free himself and no longer be a monster like those borisin.
Blade grumbles and shakes his leg, the anger and frustration slowly getting to him and he can’t stand it! Those eyes, that face, even that spear he wields in his hands, the only thing different about him is his younger appearance, his short hair, and the lack of translucent horns. Sometimes he daydreams about grabbing those horns and ripping them from his skull! He grips onto his thigh and tries to control that anger, but it isn’t enough, he needs to leave. Getting up from his seat, he starts to walk away.
“Where are you going?” Kafka asks.
“I need to take a walk.” Blade is quick to respond, he needs to get away from him .
Caelus stands up and wraps his arm around Dan Heng in an amicable manner. Somehow that skinship stirs something inside of Blade--is that jealousy--it is. “You don’t know the Astral Express, let Dan Heng help.” Caelus smiles offering his hand to Blade.
March 7th smiles and chimes in. “Yea, Dan Heng would be perfect, he doesn’t talk much and knows the ship really well.” Her cheerful demeanor is a bit too much for Blade.
Still the skinship between Dan Heng and Caelus makes Blade tick, he needs Caelus away from Dan Heng or else he might erupt and destroy the Astral Express.
“That’s fine.” Blade starts to walk away.
Caelus pushes Dan Heng towards Blade and waves a goodbye. Caelus mouths “Good luck” before seeing them off.
There’s an awkward silence between the two of them. Blade, not wanting to talk to Dan Heng, purposefully walking faster and using his height to make his strides longer is a few steps ahead of Dan Heng, to avoid standing right next to him. Dan Heng quickens his pace, his steps becoming faster to catch up to his guest. Suddenly, there’s a tug on Blade’s coat and it alerts him. “Hold on. You’re walking too fast.”
A flood of painful memories invades Blade’s mind.
Long black hair, translucent horns, a single earring that matches his own, a white coat with cranes, all wrapped with a loving and caring smile. “Yingxing, you’re walking too fast.” The voice rings in his head .
Blade smacks away Dan Heng’s hand and starts hyperventilating. The memories are becoming too painful for him to bear, the pain of it all starts to hurt his head, his heart… no… his entire body.
“Are you ok?” Dan Heng asks as those words start to ring through Blade’s head and it triggers a part of his memories he wishes to forget.
“Are you ok, my love?” That same voice coos and sings sweet words that trap him in those honeyed words.
“Go away…” Blade mumbles as he falls to the floor. Everything hurts… he wants it all to go away. “Just leave me alone.”
Rather than leave him alone, Dan Heng lifts Blade’s arm and puts it over his neck; he uses all his strength to get Blade to his feet and drag him along the Astral Express. Minutes pass and he reaches the Passenger Cabin and to the Archives. He places Blade down onto his bed and sighs. He looks at Blade’s long hair and long eyelashes, he feels his heart beating from the mere sight of the Stellaron Hunter. He then looks at his lips and it's magnetizing, how he wants to place his lips on there. Dan Heng smacks his cheeks and stands up, he heads towards the books in the archives and begins to read, distracting himself and easing this uneasy heart he has.
“Yingxing, Yingxing.” That voice beckons him.
Opening his eyes, he sees him . That long black hair, those translucent horns, his peerless cerulean eyes, that red single earring that matches his; how he despises it all yet at the same time he loves it all.
“Good morning.” He greets him; his saccharine voice envelops him in a sickeningly sweet trap. “You sleep like a corpse, it worries me.”
“Why?” Blade asks. He wonders, why is he responding to this fiend, why is his lips moving on its own, why is he speaking when he does not want to.
“Because, if you’re gone, I would have no one else.” He says, his finger twirls on Blade’s bare chest.
Blade sees those bare, lithe legs kick the air as that man’s naked body lays on top of his. The touch so unbearable, part of him wants to puke, yet pull him into an embrace and fuck him then and there.
“Then you better make this moment count, Dan Feng-gege. I’ll be gone in a blink of an eye for you and you’ll forget about me, but for me you’ll forever remain in my heart.” Blade continues to speak even though he doesn’t want to. What is this lovey-dovey bullshit he’s spewing?
Dan Feng, that's the bastard who cursed him with this affliction.
Dan Feng smiles and leans in closer to Blade, their faces a breadth apart, his cerulean eyes looking at him with such infatuation that he's enchanted. “I will never forget about you, Yingxing. You belong to me and I belong to you. I will love you forever.” Dan Feng proclaims before he leans in and their lips touch, oh-so-gently.
It’s so sweet and addicting, Blade wants it. He’s disgusted by the idea of sharing a kiss with the man who cursed him, but he wants to taste those lips before him. He bites the lower lip of Dan Feng before their tongues intertwine in a passionate moment, it’s sloppy, messy, and desperate as if this was their last second together.
“Dan Feng-gege, please… When the time comes, let me go, please.” Blade pleads this time it’s his voice not Yingxing.
Dan Feng remains silent and continues to kiss him. There is no answer, no confirmation. It’s vague, there are no boundaries, a deadly obsession that lasts for an eternity, a curse that lasts for an eternity.
“Hey… wake up.” That familiar voice wakes up Blade. His eyes are heavy just like his body as he wakes up on the bedroll on the floor.
His eyes still cloudy from his dream, he slowly opens them and tries to focus them on the man before him. That voice makes his blood boil and he reaches for Dan Heng’s neck and tightens his grip.
Dan Heng drops the cup of water in his hand and grips onto Blade’s forearm, his nails digging into his coat as he struggles for air.
“I asked for you to let me go, but you couldn’t. Look at us now.” Blade growls.
“Who’re you talking about?!” Dan Heng is able to squeeze out a question before he kicks Blade and frees himself from his grasp. Dan Heng coughs and takes in a few deep breaths before composing himself. “I have no clue who you’re talking about, but you’re mistaking me for someone else.” Dan Heng rubs his neck to ease the bruising caused by Blade.
“Mistaking you for someone else? How could I mistake you for someone else.? Your voice, your face, even the weapon you have all match his… You…” Blade slowly walks to Dan Heng and Dan Heng readies himself in a fighting stance without his spear which lies against the wall away from them. Blade pins him against the door, his body looms over Dan Heng who has a smaller stature than him. “You are him, the one who cursed me… you…” Blade grumbles as he sees Dan Heng look at him unfazed and fearless and it reminds him as Dan Feng.
It’s that pride Dan Feng always has, the pride to never bow or acquiesce to anyone, it was the part of his personality that Blade adored. His eyes zoom in on his succulent lips and how he wants to kiss them. So he does, Blade leans forward and cups Dan Heng’s chin and leans in.
“What’re you doin-” Dan Heng protests before Blade silences him with a kiss.
Somehow the kiss is magnetic, but the thoughts they have are polarizing. Blade wants to murder him then and there, to use his bare hands and pluck out that heart that’s beating rapidly, but at the same time, he wants to explore that bare chest and touch him. Dan Heng wants to push away the Stellaron Hunter, yet the kiss feels right, as if he belongs under him.
It starts off innocent as their lips touch over and over, they experiment on how kissing feels like with each other as each kiss remains chaste. It escalates, their kisses become hot and desperate as their tongues roll against each other and they cling onto each other’s coats. Blade uses his teeth and tugs onto Dan Heng’s tongue, the ferocity, the desperation, makes Dan Heng’s crotch twitch and his body hot.
Dan Heng pushes him away and catches his breath. Dan Heng glances up at Blade and sees how he tries to catch his breath too, seeing how his chest heaves up and down and how disheveled he looks stirs something in Dan Heng, he notices the bulge in his pants and looks away bashfully.
Blade grabs Dan Heng’s chin and forces him to look at him. “What?” Blade growls.
Somehow seeing those eyes makes him angry, but at the same time there’s a fatal attraction to those eyes, all it lacks is the cerulean brilliance. “Answer me.” Blade commands.
“You’re hard… for a stranger.” Dan Heng states as Blade scoffs.
He shoves his leg between Dan Heng’s legs and pushes his knee against Dan Heng’s crotch which squeezes a moan from Dan Heng’s lips.
“And you’re turned on for one.” His remarks are snarky and quick witted.
Dan Heng remains silent, he doesn’t want to admit it, but Blade is attractive. However the idea of sleeping with a stranger and not just any stranger but a Stellaron Hunter is not something he wants to do. Before he could resist, he is flipped and the front side of his body is pinned against the door. The belt of his pants is swiftly dealt with and falls to the floor and the buttons of his pants are popped open.
“Hey! I didn’t say it was o-” Three fingers are shoved down Dan Heng’s mouth.
“Shut it.” The three fingers go deeper and are now down his throat. Dan Heng tries not to gag by wrangling his gag reflex by breathing through his nose. “Suck.”
Rather than suck on Blade’s fingers he bites them. In retaliation, Blade shoves them even deeper until they’re knuckle deep. He starts to grind his clothed cock on the cleft of Dan Heng’s ass. “I said ‘suck’. Unless you want to be sucking something else.” Blade whispers in Dan Heng’s ear. His deep, smooth voice reverberates in his ear making him tremble.
Den Heng obediently sucks on those long, thick fingers that squirm down his throat. Gagging and struggling for air, Dan Heng starts to kick his legs, but once Blade’s fingers are coated in saliva, he swiftly pulls out his hand.
Dan Heng coughs and catches his breath. “Aeons, you’re too rou-” He’s immediately cut off by Blade’s wet, coarse hand sliding past his boxers and fluttering above his soaked pussy lips.
“What’s this?” Blade licks Dan Heng’s ear and smiles. “You’re soaking wet. Maybe I should’ve fucked your throat instead.” Blade bites his ear and uses the pad of his middle finger to swirl Dan Heng’s swollen clit.
“S-shut up.” Dan Heng mutters.
Blade flicks his clit and a loud moan escapes Dan Heng’s lips; he soon quickly covers his mouth.
“You say you’re not him, but I’m playing with you the same way I played with him and you give the same reaction as him.” Blade breathes down his neck. “I wonder…”
Blade’s fingers go deeper down, fluttering over his entrance before sliding one finger inside.
“Mmmm!” Dan Heng mewls before his jaw relaxes, a rivulet of drool leaking from his mouth.
“He also liked it when I did this too… Let’s see…” Blade shoves another finger inside of Dan Heng before curling them, trying to find that delicious, sweet spot inside of Dan Heng.
It’s uncomfortable at first, the stretching and scissoring, but then a jolt shoots up his spine and his entire body convulses under the bigger man. “Hmmm… just like him too…” Blade starts to abuse that spot inside of Dan Heng, curling and petting that spot oh-so-roughly.
“S-shut up… I-I’m not h-h-IM!” Dan Heng yelps as that spot is pressed down and his legs start to lose all strength.
Blade cups Dan Heng’s chin and forces him to look at him, he soon bites his bottom lip before forcing his tongue into Dan Heng’s mouth. He resists with what little body strength he has left and bites back, making Blade’s tongue bleed.
“I see. Just as feisty as him…” Blade smiles.
“Who are you talking about?” Dan Heng asks as another finger slips into his hole. Dan Heng hisses from the stretch and before he protests, Blade shoves his fingers in knuckle deep and uses the pads of his fingers to curl and pet aggressively at his sweet spot. Dan Heng’s stomach tightens, something is coming and he can’t control it, like a dam about to break, he needs Blade to stop.
“S-stop! Something is coming!” Dan Heng grabs onto Blade’s wrist and tries to stop him, but Dan Heng’s pleas only increase the intensity of his fingering.
“Oh is it now? You’re just like him, begging when you’re about to come.” Blade keeps going, his teeth grazing the bare nape of Dan Heng’s neck. “I hate it so much. That begging, that moaning. I hate it.” Blade bites down and Dan Heng squeals as his cunt squirts against Blade’s hand. Blade continues to press against that spot, milking Dan Heng of all of his squirt.
Dan Heng’s body shakes and his legs give out. Rather than catch him, Blade lets him fall to the floor and land in the puddle of his own come. Blade sees those intransigent eyes again and his cock twitches. He fiddles with his belt and slowly unzips his pants.
“If you hate it so much, why are you unzipping your pants…” Dan Heng tries to catch his breath as his body is still trembling from his orgasm.
Blade squats down and grabs Dan Heng’s chin and examines him, he sees that flushed face, those half-lidded eyes that’s clouded with pleasure, and those lips swollen from their kissing. Blade licks those swollen lips before looking Dan Heng straight in the eyes. “I… dont know…”
Blade lets go of his face and fiddles with his hands and lets his cock spring from his boxers. Dan Heng is shocked by the massive length and thickness of his uncut dick. Blade grabs onto the base and smacks his cheek.
“What do you mean you don’t know? How do you not know if you hate me or not?” Dan Heng turns his face away, but Blade grabs his chin and pokes the tip of his dick to his plump lips.
“I am… attracted to you… but hate your entire being. I want to fuck you silly until you’re a sloppy mess, but at the same time I want to rip out that tongue of your’s and pluck our your intransigent eyes.” Blade explains as tries to pry open Dan Heng’s lips with the tip of his cock but Dan Heng resists by keeping his mouth shut. Blade moves Dan Heng’s bangs and gets a clearer view of his eyes. Something about Dan Heng’s eyes is enchanting and alluring, but then he remembers Dan Feng’s eyes and how it was the last thing he saw before he opened his eyes and was born anew in this wretched body he has now… yet he can’t stop, he’s attracted to him, he wants him, he desires him.
He pinches Dan Heng’s nose, blocking his only source of air to his lungs. Dan Heng holds onto his breath, slowly, shutting his eyes as he tries his best to not need air. His lungs start to ache as the lack of oxygen starts to hurt, he opens his mouth to relieve the pain and the moment he does, Blade’s cock slips in.
“Don’t bite, you used to love sucking on this.” Blade smiles as he grabs onto Dan Heng’s head and snaps his hips.
Dan Heng’s eyes water as his girthy cock forces itself deeper into his mouth and down his throat. Deeper, his cock forces itself down and he can’t breathe again. Dan Heng starts to bang his fists against Blade’s thighs as a way to tell him that he needs air. Inch by inch, Blade slowly forces his dick deeper in until he’s two-thirds way through.
“Mmm… Aeons… You feel so good, Dan Feng.”
Dan Heng looks at him with his watery eyes, his brows are furrowed and angry. He’s not Dan Feng. Who is Dan Feng, he’s Dan Heng.
“Relax your throat and breathe through your nose.” Blade’s voice is no longer frigid and full of hatred, but rather soft and loving.
Dan Heng listens and starts to relax and breathe through his nose. With an abrupt tug to his scalp, Blade snaps his hips and his entire cock is inside of Dan Heng’s mouth. With his nose nestled in the dark hairs at the base of Blade’s cock, he slowly becomes hypnotized by the manly, fresh scent. He stops his banging and slowly grabs onto Blade’s pants.
“You feel divine.” Blade coos as he lets Dan Heng’s throat warm his cock.
Slowly he pulls out until the tip is left in his mouth and he snaps his hips again, fucking his throat as gently as possible, but at the same time to his liking.
“Just like that, no teeth, just flatten your tongue and squeeze your throat. Don’t forget to breathe through your nose.”
Somehow his soft words confuses Dan Heng, it’s as if he’s talking to his lover and teaching him through their first blowjob, Dan Heng doesn’t know what to feel, all he knows is that his heart is fluttering from the kindness.
“Fuck…” Blade grunts as his nails dig into Dan Heng’s scalp and he starts to move faster, the tip of his dick poking at the back of Dan Heng’s throat. Dan Heng is gagging, his spit is leaking from the corner of his mouth and snot is leaking from his nose, he can barely breathe, yet he feels so good being used like a toy.
“Shit, take it!” Blade gives one final thrust and pushes Dan Heng head down and holds him in place. A flood of warmth flows down his throat as he swallows Blade’s hot, thick come. Rather than push him away, Dan Heng grabs clings onto him, his throat squeezing his cock until the very last drop.
Dan Heng slowly pulls away and Blade’s cock drops from his mouth, not a drop of come wasted. “You did good, Dan Feng.” Blade tousles Dan Heng’s hair.
It’s that name again.
Dan Heng grabs Blade’s wrist and glares at him. “I am not Dan Feng. My name is Dan Heng.” Dan Heng’s voice, although hoarse, remains firm.
Blade looks at him and sighs. He knows that, but he wants to delude himself into believing it’s Dan Feng. “You don’t think I know that?” Blade says as he lifts up Dan Heng and pins him to the door again. He grabs his hips and pulls them towards him. “I…” Blade struggles to say as he angles his cock to Dan Heng’s tight slit.
“Who is he?” Dan Heng asks.
Blade rests his chest on Dan Heng’s back and whispers in his ear. “A ghost of the past… Dan…Heng.” Blade slips his cock into his tight hole.
Somehow the moment Blade calls out his name, it’s sweet to his ears. It’s something he’s been yearning for and he moans from both the stretch and the saccharine voice that utters his name. Treating him like a lover, he waits for Dan Heng to adjust to his size, stilling his hips as he plays with his clit with his fingers.
“You’re so tight, Dan Heng, just like a virgin…” Blade nibbles his earlobe as Dan Heng tries to stifle the groan from the painful stretch.
“I-It’s because I am…” Dan Heng struggles to breathe as he feels Blade’s shaft deep inside of him.
“Oh is that so? Good.” Blade’s grip on his hip tightens and he slowly pulls out his dick. The slow drag feels too good at his veiny cock pets Dan Heng’s gummy walls and grinds against that spot he loves so much.
“Aeons…” Dan Heng’s fists clench as his legs quiver from the drag.
Blade cock pulls out until only the tip is left inside, then with a sharp snap, Blade’s hips collide against the fat of Dan Heng’s ass creating a loud slap that echoes through the archives.
“I cant!” Dan Heng mewls as his cunt squirts from the stretch of Blade shaft.
Blade covers his mouth and continues to fuck him without restraint, using him like a toy for his own pleasure. “Keep it down or else your friends will see you…” Blade's voice reverberates into Dan Heng’s ear and it makes him shiver. “Unless you want them to see you getting used like a slut.”
Dan Heng fervently nods a yes and shuts his lips with all his might. Blade continues, at first going slow and steady then he picks up the pace of his fucking and starts going shallow and fast. He makes sure to use his cock to grind against Dan Heng’s spot, grazing it every time he snaps his hips. Dan Heng’s nails start to scratch the door as he tries to hold in his orgasm. Blade pulls his hands away from the door and kisses them.
“Don’t do that, you’ll make your hands bleed.” Blade licks his fingers and sucks on it.
Dan Heng retracts his hand and looks away. “S-Stop treating me like your lover… Dan Feng or whatever his name is!” Dan Heng struggles to say with his breath.
Blade stills his hips and sighs. “Fine then I’ll fuck you like a whore.” Blade grabs onto Dan Heng’s small waist and forces him down until his entire cock is swallowed by his tight hole. Rather than let him get used to his dick being in a place that has never been in a place before, Blade thrusts are rough and shallow. With every fuck, Dan Heng’s pussy leaks and his legs are slowly giving out.
Blade notices Dan Heng’s trembling legs and hooks his arms under Dan Heng’s knees, lifting him up and spreading his legs wide. “Look at you, leaking like a whore.” Blade treats him like a fleshlight, lifting him up and down his cock with relative ease.
“P-Put me d-down!” Dan Heng’s legs flail up.
Blade lowers him down on his cock until Dan Heng’s pussy swallows his shaft whole. Dan Heng covers his face from embarrassment as his cunt sprays against the door. “That’s it… let it all out.” Blade whispers in his ear as he continues to fuck him.
With every thrust, Dan Heng’s pussy keeps leaking until nothing else comes out. “We don’t want to get your bed wet.” Blade says.
“S-shut up…” Dan Heng mumbles as Blade moves him away from the door to his bed. Blade gently lowers Dan Heng onto the bed and uses his entire weight to push his cock deep inside of Dan Heng.
“Uhhh! Ugh! S-Stop!” Dan Heng nails dig into the back of Blade’s coat as his legs are hoisted into the air and Blade’s dick buries itself into his cunt.
“I won’t, you told me to not treat you like a lover so I’m treating you like a whore.” Blade puts his entire weight into every thrust.
Dan Heng starts to tear up, it doesn’t hurt, but to be treated as a mere object hurts. He doesn’t understand why his heart hurts this way when he and Blade are mere strangers just satisfying a carnal urge they both have. Dan Heng raises his arms and wraps them around Blade’s neck, pulling him closer until they’re a breadth apart. He sees those lips that pant with a heavy breath and utterly deep groans as he fucks him senseless. How he wants to kiss them.
“Blade. Kiss me.” Dan Heng asks and Blade laughs.
“Now you want me to treat you like a lover?” Blade adds, but Dan Heng only responds by licking his bottom lip before biting it.
Blade obliges and kisses him, their tongues lapping against each other, intertwining desperately as they cling onto each other and share each other’s breaths and moans. Dan Heng crosses his legs behind the small of Blade’s back and locks him in place. Somehow hearing Blade’s moans, his deep voice that talks to him, it’s all too attractive, he wants him, he wants him to say his name, yearn for him, to desire him, but he knows deep inside Blade’s heart there is another man with a similar name… Dan Feng.
“Blade…” Dan Heng says in between their sloppy kisses.
Blade remains silent and waits for Dan Heng’s request.
“Can you say my name?” Dan Heng asks.
Their lips a breadth apart, Blade obliges. “Dan Heng.” Somehow when Blade calls out his name it rolls off the tongue so sweetly, it’s natural.
“Please… One more time?” Dan Heng pleads as he pulls him into a hug.
Somehow the embrace no longer disgusts him, but it’s somehow reminiscent of a past he once missed. Blade melts into the embrace, living in the moment of the warmth he hasn’t received in centuries and is now receiving it again for the first time.
“Dan Heng…” Blade says again. “Dan Heng…” He repeats.
Over and over like a mantra, Blade calls out Dan Heng’s name as he quickens his hips in tandem to his mantra. No longer is he calling out for Dan Feng, but for Dan Heng. Somehow the name feels natural for him to say as it rolls naturally off of his tongue.
“Harder! Faster!” Dan Heng pleads as he feels his gut coming undone, he knows he’s about to climax and he wants it to happen.
To silence him, Blade kisses him and obliges, his movements becoming more erratic, more fervent, and desperate. Blade feels his lower abdomen tightening as he does one final thrust and plunges his cock balls deep inside of Dan Heng. Blade throws his head back and empties out his balls, making sure to coat Dan Heng’s insides white with his spend. Dan Heng arches his back and curls his toes as he feels warmth fill him up.
Both of them try to catch their breath as they come down from their high, Dan Heng sees Blade’s crimson eyes and sees how glazed it is with pleasure--he’s completely enamored. Dan Heng softly cups Blade’s cheeks and slowly pulls him in for another kiss. As their lips touch, Blade can’t help but smile… Why is he smiling when it’s not the heat of battle? As Dan Heng pulls away from their chaste kiss, Blade leans in for another trying to figure out this enigma. Another kiss. Then another. He still can’t figure it out.
Dan Heng drowns in it all, but can’t understand why he’s showering him with kisses now when not too long ago he wanted to kill him. He takes it all, loving every single kiss, it’s magnetizing.
Blade hooks his fingers on Dan Heng’s pussy lips and slowly pulls out, The slow drag of his cock elicits a moan from Dan Heng as his dick falls out with a pop. There Dan Heng’s hole gapes as it squeezes onto nothing, slowly Blade’s come leaks out and lands onto Dan Heng’s bedroll. Taking his finger, Blade scoops up his spend and shoves it back into Dan Heng’s hole.
“You don’t want to make a mess, right? Keep it in there.” Blade says as he rolls to the side and lies next to him.
Dan Feng closes his legs and turns to look over at Blade. Their eyes lock onto each other and Blade flashes a small grin. Blade’s hand brushes away the sweaty hair off of Dan Heng’s face. That smile is short-lived as his eyes slowly close and drift off to sleep. To Dan Heng, that smile is all he needs. Moving his long hair out of his face, he uses his blanket and covers him up and lets him sleep.
“Why won’t you tell me your name, Blade?” Dan Heng continues to move his long hair out of his face as Blade sleeps in his bed.
Blade wakes up and sees Dan Heng reading a book, all cleaned up and looking like they never had sex. It’s awkward again as if they’re complete strangers. Blade looks down and sees his slacks buttoned up and ready to go. “Did you clean me up?” Blade asks as Dan Heng nods.
“Of course I did, you fell asleep right after we had sex.” Dan Heng closes the book and looks at him. “You sleep like a corpse, you barely move or breathe.” Dan Heng walks up to Blade and takes his hand. “Did you need me to escort you back to the Parlor Car?”
Blade wants to hold onto that hand, he wants to hold on it tightly and never let it go, but part of him doesn’t want to, that past that haunts him tells him not to lest he regrets it. He wonders why and he lets Dan Heng lead him back to the Parlor Car.
As they wait in front of the door, Dan Heng lets go of Blade’s hand and stands there, waiting for Blade to step him. Rather than give a goodbye, Dan Heng walks away leaving Blade there.
Dan Heng makes it back to the archives and shuts the door, he goes to the nearest chair and takes a seat, he lets his head droop on the backrest and closes his eyes.
“Why do you keep calling his name? Who is he? Who is Dan Feng? Couldn’t you say my name, even in your dreams?” A single tear rolls down Dan Heng’s face as he sits in the archives by himself. “Maybe it’s better to be alone, than to want someone who wants someone else.”