pure imagination || jing yuan, blade, & dan heng ✓

forty seven

Warnings | dan heng and his wandering hands

“Comfortable?”

His voice was soft when he hugged her from behind. The both of them were laying on their sides in Dan Heng’s bed. After watching a few movies when Dan Heng came back with some snacks and drinks, y/n had started to drift off into sleep on Dan Heng’s shoulder. So, Dan Heng offered to take them both to bed, to which she happily agreed. When they had gotten to his room, he had given her some extra clothes of his that she could wear to bed and they even brushed their teeth together in the connected bathroom.

After their routine of getting ready for bed, Dan Heng had pulled the covers off the mattress and offered y/n to get in first. She was such a bundle of nerves but managed to tunble into the covers with Dan Hegn following after. When she laid on her side, he immediately pressed his front against her back and looped his arms around her waist, effectively spooning her.

“yeah! you’re really warm Dan Heng. Like a heater!”

When she said that, she had cuddled further back into him, though when she did her ass grazed his crotch making him let out a groan.

“Huh? Are you alright?”

“Mm, yeah,” he said, his breath tickled her ear and suddenly she felt how his arms moved from her waist so that his hands could land on her hips, “but keep moving like that and I won’t be.”

She could feel her face heat up when she felt him move his hands move to slip underneath the shirt she was borrowing. His fingers lightly tracing the skin on her hips before lightly playing with the waistbands of her shorts, “may I?”

Her heart hammered in her chest, and she nodded to him. She could feel him chuckle, the way his chest shook and rumbled when he leaned in more, his lips grazing her ear, “your words, y/n. Use your words.”

She opened her mouth, lips trembling, but she somehow managed to find the words, “You- you can touch… if you want to.”

Getting her permission, he let his hands slip beneath the waistband of her shorts and underwear. With one hand gripping her thigh, he moved her leg up a bit so his free hand could have room to roam. His lithe fingers sunk into her skin and rubbed at her smoothly, but he wasn’t touching the one place that was heating up considerably.

“Dan Heng,” she whined.

She could almost feel his smirk when he finally sunk his hand deeper. His fingers lightly grazing her folds. And carefully, gently even, he let his index finger swipe along her heat, the digit thumbing at her slit as he felt her start to get wet at his light ministrations.

“So sensitive. I’m barely doing anything,” he whispered as she squirmed in his hold. Her breath becoming labored as she panted. His hands felt so good!

Smiling at how responsive she was, he let his finger travel-

“Dan Heng~ Dan Heng? Dan Heng!”

He groaned as he opened his eyes, the sun immediately assaulting his vision as he sat up in his bed. Y/n was standing beside him as she looked down at him, a smile on her face, “good morning sleeping beauty.”

Just a dream, he thought begrudgingly.

“Morning,” he said with a yawn, but immediately stopped as he took in her appearance, “going somewhere?”

“Uhm.. yeah.”

Dan Heng raised an eyebrow, “you don’t have work today though.”

“I- I know, I’m actually meeting up with someone…”

“Who?”

“My… my parents! They wanted to apologize for their behavior!”

Dan Heng smiled, “need me to come with you?”

She shook her head quickly, “no! I’ll be fine! Promise!”

He watched as she looked at her phone, before sighing, “anyway, it’s almost time, so I’ll see you later, ok?”

He nodded and when she leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his lips, he found his mind was elsewhere. He couldn’t focus on the dream he had of her and couldn’t focus on the kiss she gave either. Because…

He killed her parents. So, who exactly was she meeting up with and why wouldn’t she tell him?

“Lying to me is dangerous…, y/n.”