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𝐃𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐥 ⽮𝕸𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕸𝖊𝖓𝖚⽮

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ꐠ𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬ꐠ

•Dan Feng fucking you sensually to remind you you're his and only his, no one else can have you😽•

a/n: y'all wanted Dan Feng, so, I'll give ya Dan Feng 😼✨ I was so excited to write this, ngl, next I'm thinking of Yingxing🕊️ perhaps!! Then maybe Loucha 👀👀🌿

Gender neutral reader!!

!!!MDNI!!!

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* *ೃ ➷.*ೃ𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮...𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝˚*ೃ˚* ➷.*ೃ

His tail slithered across your waist, feeling the sharpness of his scale scrape against the softness of your skin as his fingers had gently wrapped themselves around your neck - making you gasp and squirm against him.

"Always so tight...", he whispered, his teal eyes fluttering closed while his lips parted, feeling your walls clench around his cock from the way the tip brushed against the spot that made you drool and for his delicate fingers to slightly tighten their hold on your throat. The way the hairs at the end of his tail brushed against your abdomen made your fingers clench themselves around the sheets, whispering his name like a hymn that seemed to never end like an endless sea.

His long, locks brushed against your nipples. That whimper that spilled from your delicious lips caused a proud gleam to flicker across his pupils, vanishing as quickly as it came - before he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your lobe.

"if I could breed you...I would."

His hips snapped against your own tauntingly, forcing your fingers to reach up and to grab onto his teal horns dipped in blue and arch your back from the way his hands now gripped themselves onto your hips, pulling you against him every, slow and taunting thrust of his.

He knew how it made you feel, the way his dick would abuse the sensitive spot inside you, pushing himself against it every time his balls slapped against your ass...and his tail could only tighten its hold on you.

"Who owns your heart?", he whispered again, allowing his lips to brush against your own teasingly, "who makes love to you so good you forget everything else around you?" He could feel his knot starting to swell in need to release his semen inside you. To paint your walls in his useless essence that he knew was nothing but a curse to his kind.

Or so he viewed it as a curse when it came to you.

You felt the pressure working against your walls, causing you to bite your lip and whimper from the way he began to rut himself into your fiercely. You could only slide your fingers into that silky, black hair of his tainted in the colours of his colours, feeling his tail release its hold on you as it flickered and twirled from the emotions that flooded through from your answer.

"You!", you gasped out, arching your back and whimpering his name in delight and toe-curling pleasure that left you both breathless, "always you, Dan Feng."

He felt the warmth of your juices down his shaft and balls, making him growl out and for his eyes to flicker in a primal need as his hips stuttered from their speed - a warmth filling you in a satisfaction that left you whining for me.

His fingers released your sides, only for his thumbs to press down upon your nipples and for his lips to open themselves against your own, forcing you to feel the heat of his breath against your own.

Your walls milked every last drop before he collapsed onto you, spent and exhausted. The way his knot throbbed itself within you left him digging his nails into the softness of his sheets below, "mine...and always mine. My mate and soul." He turned his head so his eyes could stare into your own dazed stare.

"I'll find a way to tie your soul to my own. I will. I promise", he whispered, allowing his tail to slowly slide itself down your cheek, making you feel the coolness of his scales as if he was giving you everything he was, "I'll let you be reborn with me so we could be together every lifetime." His eyes stared into your own before he pressed his nose against your own, his pupils slowly dilating from his love for you, "I'll need you forever. And only you."

The sight of his true tail and horns was a beauty only you could truly know.

He felt your fingers running through his hair, and so, he buried his head into the crook of his neck in content, waiting for his knot to slowly swell down.

Until you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder teasingly.

He wasn't done with you yet.

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a/n: I really hoped you enjoyed this one! I loved the idea of his tail flicking and moving on its own based on his emotions unless he moves it himself! He's so adorable please! 😭😭

I know they don't reproduce anymore, but the thought of him still having a knot and have had one kinda makes sense to me - to ensure that a mate would be impregnated properly and for the chance of an offspring to be absolute. Well, before it all changed 😓😓

Dan Feng is from Honkai: Star Rail

getting gift art of your oc is so amazing like what do you MEAN I get to see my oc in your style as a surprise for free?!?!? WHAT?!?!

If I could breed you, I would - Imbibitor Lunae

.ೃ࿐𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈

-‘๑’- summary -- Inhibitor Lunae fucking you sensually to remind you you're his and only his.

-‘๑’- pairing -- Imbibitor Lunae x gn! reader

-‘๑’- status -- pre-established relationship, lovers, using his name Dan Feng, he's deeply in love.

-‘๑’- situation -- mentions of breeding, creampie, knotting, cursing his infertility, using his actual tail to wrap around you.

His tail slithered across your waist, feeling the sharpness of his scale scrape against the softness of your skin as his fingers had gently wrapped themselves around your neck - making you gasp and squirm against him.

"Always so tight...", he whispered, his teal eyes fluttering closed while his lips parted, feeling your walls clench around his cock from the way the tip brushed against the spot that made you drool and for his delicate fingers to slightly tighten their hold on your throat. The way the hairs at the end of his tail brushed against your abdomen made your fingers clench themselves around the sheets, whispering his name like a hymn that seemed to never end like an endless sea.

His long, locks brushed against your nipples. That whimper that spilled from your delicious lips caused a proud gleam to flicker across his pupils, vanishing as quickly as it came - before he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your lobe.

"if I could breed you...I would."

His hips snapped against your own tauntingly, forcing your fingers to reach up and to grab onto his teal horns dipped in blue and arch your back from the way his hands now gripped themselves onto your hips, pulling you against him every, slow and taunting thrust of his.

He knew how it made you feel, the way his dick would abuse the sensitive spot inside you, pushing himself against it every time his balls slapped against your ass...and his tail could only tighten its hold on you.

"Who owns your heart?", he whispered again, allowing his lips to brush against your own teasingly, "who makes love to you so good you forget everything else around you?" He could feel his knot starting to swell in need to release his semen inside you. To paint your walls in his useless essence that he knew was nothing but a curse to his kind.

Or so he viewed it as a curse when it came to you.

You felt the pressure working against your walls, causing you to bite your lip and whimper from the way he began to rut himself into your fiercely. You could only slide your fingers into that silky, black hair of his tainted in the colours of his colours, feeling his tail release its hold on you as it flickered and twirled from the emotions that flooded through from your answer.

"You!", you gasped out, arching your back and whimpering his name in delight and toe-curling pleasure that left you both breathless, "always you, Dan Feng."

He felt the warmth of your juices down his shaft and balls, making him growl out and for his eyes to flicker in a primal need as his hips stuttered from their speed - a warmth filling you in a satisfaction that left you whining for me.

His fingers released your sides, only for his thumbs to press down upon your nipples and for his lips to open themselves against your own, forcing you to feel the heat of his breath against your own.

Your walls milked every last drop before he collapsed onto you, spent and exhausted. The way his knot throbbed itself within you left him digging his nails into the softness of his sheets below, "mine...and always mine. My mate and soul." He turned his head so his eyes could stare into your own dazed stare.

"I'll find a way to tie your soul to my own. I will. I promise", he whispered, allowing his tail to slowly slide itself down your cheek, making you feel the coolness of his scales as if he was giving you everything he was, "I'll let you be reborn with me so we could be together every lifetime." His eyes stared into your own before he pressed his nose against your own, his pupils slowly dilating from his love for you, "I'll need you forever. And only you."

The sight of his true tail and horns was a beauty only you could truly know.

He felt your fingers running through his hair, and so, he buried his head into the crook of his neck in content, waiting for his knot to slowly swell down.

Until you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder teasingly.

He wasn't done with you yet.

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⋆˙⟢ 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.

Hi hi hi a HSR request if you don't mind, please? 👉👈

Bareback sex with Dan Heng where you're asking, begging, pleading him to creampie you and internally he really really really wants to, but no, he can't, he has to be the responsible one, as always! ... Or does he? Aha 😏

Heeey nonnies, hope it's okay I decided to merge these two requests. I love Dan Heng so much, but this drabble is not my best, so hope you like it a bit anyway 💖 Warnings: g/n afab reader, p in v sex, creampie (or not?🤭)

Once his ears registered the sound of the closing door of the Underworld’s Goethe Hotel room that would be yours for the night, he allowed to indulge himself in your warm touches to unwind from all the ruckus of this day. Clothes falling to the slightly rotten but squeaky-clean wooden floor, as he with a few wide strides urged you into the small bed, which pathetically creaked under the weight of your bodies.

He gracefully snaked in between your soft thighs, elbows pressed on either side of your face pressing an impatient and urgent kiss to your lips, feeling the temperature of your body seeping into him, coaxing Dan Heng to at last relax his body, feeling just how tense the muscles of his back and shoulders have been before. Bringing his slender hand down to your waist, he glided over your hip lower until he felt the softness of your lower body and then the puffiness of your pussy, slipping his fingers easily in between your folds where the heat of your body has been even more intense, combined with slickness of your arousal.

You moaned under his touches, managing to breathe out “M’ready, Dan Heng. Need you inside” He groaned at that and after stroking his cock in between your labia a few times easily slipped inside you, feeling how your body is contracting around him, welcoming him so eagerly. “Damn it, you’re so warm inside…I’ve been so cold… Wanted this so much.” A whisper left his lips right above your ear, earning him a mewl and some incoherent praises.

Stroke after stroke of his length inside you made him hazy, placing his head beside your face, where he could continue whispering his heart out into your ear. He closed his eyes, basking in the heat and softness of your body, breaths becoming uneven, when the visions of today invaded his mind once again. The way March has been almost hit by the Silvermane guard today if he has been a second late, the way your pretty face has been marred by concern and fear for your fate.

His jaws tightened at those thoughts, the feeling of being not responsible and thoughtful enough pushing back the hazy pleasure your colliding bodies provided. Dan Heng has always been the responsible one, trailing after March, Stelle and now you, always making sure that the group stays out of trouble or at least isn’t creating new ones. Baby-sitting has been a role he’s been trying to adjust to with varying success. Out here, in Belobog it actually put a strain on him, being a first trailblazing expedition both for you and Stelle. And with you…he wanted to be your protector, wanted you to lean on him. But what if he’s not good enough at that? After all the jokes, what if he’s not responsible enough?

Forcing his eyes open and his self-doubt away, he gazed into your blissed out eyes, whispering “You know how much I cherish you, right?” pushing deeper inside you. “How broken I’ll be if anything happens to you?” his strokes precise and hard, but painfully slow as if to empathize his every word. “Nothing’s going to hurt you while I’m beside you, you know that…right?” he barely managed to say, his panting filling pauses in between words.

Your eyes remained closed, but the way your body arched into his, your thighs hugging his hips even more and frantically pushing his body closer into yours, your mewls and broken “mhm”s were more than enough to make him feel desperate and full with desire. Not hearing the damned bed’s screeching at each move of his anymore, he fastened the pace, only the sweet sounds of your moans and breaths, the meeting of his body with yours and the wet sounds of your pussy registered in his ears.

Guided by your slight bodily responses and the way your mewls were becoming more erratic, he sped up finding the angle which brought the most of sounds out of you, feeling the way your oh so hot walls become clenching faster around his length. He still couldn’t let go of his consciousness entirely, couldn’t lose himself in your warmth since he still funnily enough needed to be responsible and pull out before your pussy started milking him way too much to pull out in time.

That is, until you wriggled under him, pathetically moaning “please…I can’t bear any longer…Dan Heng, please…please cum inside..” which made him gasp, feeling his cock twitching with more cum and blood feeling it from the inside. “You know we can’t.” Your hands came up to his shoulders, bringing him closer into your chest as you said right into his ear “Yes, we can” just before the orgasm hit you, making you clench around him, nails mercilessly pushing into his shoulders leaving the deep marks. The neediness in your voice and the way your pussy so pathetically pulsed around him brought him to his peak after a few more strokes, making him release strings of hot cum inside you as he rode out the end of his orgasm.

Pulling out he saw a perfect picture of your mixed releases slowly spilling out of your hole, while you’ve still been pulsing around emptiness, making even more mess over the crunchy lavender-scented bedsheet. “Fuck, probably it’s good to be less responsible once in a while” Dan Heng mused to himself tiredly, joining you on the bed and tucking you under his chin protectively.

Geo Archon 🐉