Foxxian + Dragonji body exploration threadfic

Foxxian has never met a dragon before, and vice versa, so naturally he's curious. He wants to know touch.

Dragonji feels the same, do those tails feel as soft as they look? Are his ears sensitive? Does he bite?

Dragonji has read books on fox spirits before, but there's never enough detail in it to his liking. All very vague facts.

ears: sensitive
tails: sensitive
fangs: sensitive

But it's not enough. Ever since the energetic fluffy fox rolled into town he can't stop looking at him.

He moves /so/ much. Constantly. Never once has Dragonji seen him sit still. His ears twitch nonstop, tails always swishing back and forth behind him. And that mouth, /always/ talking or making sounds. Like it's physically impossible for him to be quiet and sit still.

Foxxian is equally curious. The great, stoic Hanguang-Jun. So icy and untouchable. Always sitting ramrod straight, elegant, and poised. Those large antlers, long thick tail. Foxxian wants to know what they feel like!

Are the antlers hard? Is the tail slimy? He needs to know!

Fates have it, one day Foxxian catches Dragonji reading a book about fox anatomy. He tries to cover the book when Foxxion hops into the library pavilion, but he's unsuccessful.

"Ah!" Foxxian says, swiping the book out of Dragonji's hand with a swift flick of his wrist.

'Lan Zhan, what's this? What are you reading?' he asks as he flips through the pages.

The tips of Dragonji's pointed ears are a pleasant shade of pink, but he doesn't respond.

'Oh? Hey, is this about foxes?' Foxxian asks, focusing on the page.

'Backs of the ears are sensitive?' Foxxian reads outloud. Hm. He's never been scratched there, he hasn't had much contact with others besides his family, but no one's ever touched his ears.

'Hm, I wonder. Lan Zhan what do you think? No one's ever touched them before, could you?'

Dragonji blinks at him.

'What! I'm curious. I want to know why the book says this. Here' Foxxian says, scrambling forward and leaning his head towards Dragonji, ears twitching in anticipation.

Dragonji hesitates for a moment, then reaches up touching the ear softly.

Just a gentle rub between his fingers.

'Hm. It's nice, but it doesn't feel very sensitive?' Foxxian says, wiggling just slightly where he sits.

Dragonji continues rubbing down to the base of the ear. When he meets the area where ears meet Foxxian's scalp, Foxxian twitches.

Dragonji raises as eyebrow, then gently drags his claws over the spot. His claws are only partially out, he can control them between long and short.

Foxxian bodily shivers, lips parting in surprise. He feels tingly all over, and it feels /so/ good.

'Ah!'

They lock eyes at that, and Dragonji does it again, applying more pressure, and Foxxian's eyes close in bliss. He's begun making low keening sounds and Dragonji wants to touch more.

He brings up his other hand to scratch behind the neglected ear.

Foxxian's pants softly.

Foxxian's tails are wildly waving behind him. Dragonji wonders if he's even aware he's doing it. But the tails are enticing, swishing back and forth, and he wants to touch them, tug them.

Dragonji brings a hand around to cup Foxxian's face, lifting it up to make eye contact.

Foxxian's eyes are already glazed and lidded. He nuzzles into the hand unconsciously.

'Wei Ying, your tails. Are they sensitive?' Dragonji asks.

The tails start swishing quicker. Foxxian blinks up at him.

'Oh. um, hm. Well I'm not sure. Touch them for me?' Foxxian asks.

How could Dragonji say no when he's presented such a delightful treat? Foxxian wiggles closer so they're sitting knees to knees.

Dragonji slides his hands from his head down to his shoulders, over the arched curve of his spine and reached down to the base of his tails.

Foxxian yelps at the feeling of his slender fingers brushing against the hairs of his tail. He's feeling so much already! He wraps his arms around Dragonji's shoulders for support and breathes him in. He smells like sandlewood and pine. The scent calms him down.

The petting is nice. The furr of Foxxian's tails is probably the softest thing Dragonji has ever felt in his life. But he has the urge to tug.

So he digs his fingers into the soft fur, and he tugs those pretty tails.

Foxxian whines into his neck, surprised at the sensation.

'oh' Foxxian says. Dragonji can feel his little pants against his skin and he tugs again, harder this time, backward toward him, lifting Foxxian up a bit, causing him to arch his back further and spread his legs.

He whines, low and needy against Dragonji's skin.

And suddenly, Dragonji wants to be on the other angle of this. Wants to behind Foxxian, lifting his tails to see those parted cheeks and spread legs.

He's distracted by his thoughts by Foxxian reaching up and running his hands around the base of his antlers.

He freezes.

He knows his antlers are sensitive. He waits to see what Foxxian will do.

Foxxian drags his nails around the base of them, then moves his way upward to trail his fingers around the actual antlers.

It sends lightning throughout Dragonji's body, he can feel them pulsate in Foxxian's hands.

To Foxxian's surprise! They're soft! Covered in a fine dusting of fur that he couldn't see from afar! He loves the feeling of it, so he keeps touching them.

Dragonji starts panting, ears a delightful pink and Foxxian loves it.

'Ah, Lan Zhan, are your antlers sensitive? Does this feel good?' Foxxian asks, dragging his hands up and down the shafts.

Dragonji looks at him with glazed eyes, unable to form coherent sentences.

'Hm' Foxxian says, feeling bold, then he lifts himself up on his knees and leans over Dragonji, lapping his tongue up the shaft of the antlers. They feel weird on his sensitive tongue, but the reaction is worth it.

The grip Dragonji has on his waist tightens painfully.

Draongji's claws shoot fully out, unable to control them while Foxxian has his tongue on his antlers, twirling and drawing patterns in the sensitive fur.

Foxxian gasps as they tear the fabric of his robes where he's gripping, they graze his skin lightly and Foxxian whimpers.

oh my god. obviously this is 18+ here's the disclaimer! Look no further if you do not wish to see it.

'Lan Zhan! My robes!' Foxxian whines, wiggling in Dragonji's clutches. 'I like these! How could you!'

'It is Wei Ying's fault' Dragonji responds, unrepentant.

'/My/ fault? How is it my fault?' Foxxian pouts squeezing his thighs around Dragonji's--

Wait, when had he crawled into Dragonji's lap?! And what /is/ that intimidatingly large bulge underneath Dragonji's robes poking Foxxian's thigh??

'I cannot control the claws when aroused' Dragonji responds, ears burning, he can't meet Foxxian's eyes any longer.

Wait. Aroused?

'You're aroused?' Foxxian parrots.

'Mn'

'/Oh/. So then these are sensitive' Foxxian says, brushing fingers against the antlers once more.

Dragonji's claws press into his sides again.

'Wei Ying' Dragonji warns, voice gravelly and rumbling thru Foxxian.

'Mhmmm?' Foxxian says, leaning forward to stick out his mischievous tongue again and lick the antlers from the base to the tip.

'Do not tease' Dragonji warns again.

Foxxian scrapes his fangs lightly over the antlers and suddenly, he's on his back.

Dragonji's hair curtains around them and Foxxian blinks up in surprise.

'Lan Zhan?' Foxxian asks, excitement clear in his voice, he can't help the little wiggling his body does, tails trapped underneath him.

Dragonji's pupils have slitted. Grip punishing on his wrists.

'I warned you' Dragonji growls out, then his hands are everywhere on Foxxian. Tugging and tearing at the fabric of his robes.

'Where else are you sensitive?' Dragonji whispers into Foxxian's ears, which point directly backwards in submission.

Something wet, and thick and /forked/? touched Foxxian's ears and his eyes go wide.

'Lan Zhan! Your tongue!' Foxxian exclaims. Dragonji drags his tongue up Foxxian's ear then bites the tip gently, rolling it between his teeth.

Foxxian lets out an unseemly whimper.

While Dragonji attacks Foxxian's ears with flicks of his tongue and bites, his claws make quick work of his robes, ripping them from his body in quick movements.

Foxxian moans below him, tugging feebly at the many layers of Dragonji's robes.

There's a heavy weight resting against his cock where their hips are flushed together. Even know Foxxian can be shameless, he reaches out brushing against the bugle.

'Ah Lan Zhan, what's this? What are you hiding here? Let this one see' Foxxian purrs.

And who is Dragonji to deny him when he's purring so sweetly beneath him. If he can see Foxxian's body it's only fair to show him his.

He makes quick work of his robes, Foxxian reaching up to help (and instead hindering), but the enthusiasm is nice.

Then, the robes fall off his shoulders and Foxxian makes a sound that sounds eerily close to a bark.

'TWO?' Foxxian all but shouts.

Dragonji glances down at his two thick cocks, proudly standing at attention against his stomach. Then back to Foxxian, who's trousers are still on

Dragonji quickly remedies that, pulling the trousers off and then stares down at Foxxian's /one/ cock.

'One?' Dragonji says, head tilted confusion.

They blink at each other, eyes on cocks, then locking their gazes together.

'Why do you have two cocks Lan Zhan!' Foxxian shouts, attempting to scamper backward.

Dragonji clutches at his waist, so tiny beneath his large hands, refusing to let him squirm away.

'Why do you have one?' he responds, like it's the simplest question.

Foxxian opens his mouth and shuts it when Dragonji leans forward again and presses their flush cocks(s) against each other. The weight is so heavy against him, and so so warm.

'Lan Zhan, aren't dragons cold blooded? Why are your cocks so hot?' Foxxian asks.

And it's true, everywhere Dragonji had held him his skin had been cool to the touch, a truly thrilling sensation to the skin.

'They are hot?' Dragonji asks.

Foxxian brought this upon himself.

Dragonji reaches his hands down taking both of them within his grasp.

And it's true! The heat of all three cocks is startlingly warm in his cold hands. It's nice.

'Hm. They have never been like this before. I would not know' Dragonji responds, and he can't help it. He starts moving his hands around their cocks, pressed together.

Foxxian whines sweetly beneath him.

'Ah Lan Zhan, you've never been hard before?' Foxxian asks, squirming from the way the two of Dragonji's cocks keep slipping around his, squeezing it between the two.

Dragonji shakes his head 'no'. Of course not, he meditates constantly!

'Have you?' Dragonji asks with another delicious twist of his wrist.

'Mmmhm. It happens sometimes, like just randomly. You know?' Foxxian says.

'I do not know' Dragonji responds and Foxxian chuckles.

'So serious Lan Zhan!'

Foxxian has had enough of sitting still, the need to move buzzing underneath his skin like bees. He shoots up, leaning forward to grab back onto Dragonji's horns again.

Dragonji growls low in his throat and the mess beneath their legs gets a whole lot messier.

Dragonji is leaking an obscene amount, making everything slippery and wet. Foxxian's head feels fuzzy, it's too much! He's not gonna last much longer if Dragonji keeps this up!!!

Foxxian pulls himself up further into Dragonji's lap to get a better angle on those antlers and --

What mistake that is.

In pulling himself up, one of Dragonji's cocks slips behind him, resting firmly between his exposed cheeks. The other presses up against his own cock still.

The furr of Foxxian's tails tickle Dragonji's cock where it sits behind him and they freeze.

Dragonji reaches behind him, taking the base of his tails in his grasp and keeps his eyes on Foxxian as he tuuuggs it upward again. Foxxian arches his back, pressing forward against Dragonji's chest and whines at the feeling of being so so exposed.

Dragonji ruts against him, both from behind and in front and Foxxian is losing coherency. He begins babbling into Dragonji's pointed ears. His fangs ache and he /needs/ to bite. They get so sensitive when he's turned on so he turns to the pale skin of Dragonji's neck and /bites/.

Dragonji's claws brush against the base of his tails and Foxxian whimpers against his skin, squirming constantly in Dragonji's lap.

He keeps biting and nipping, on any surface he can find, leaving saliva trails across Dragonji's shoulders, neck, and ears.

Then finally, Dragonji reaches a hand down below Foxxian's tails and it's /slick/. Practically oozing liquid from his hole.

'Wei Ying. You are wet here' Dragonji says into Foxxian's ears making him shiver.

'Mmmf. Obviously Lan Zhan! Don't say it outloud, save me some face!'

Obviously? Is this a fox thing? Well, whatever it is, it makes Dragonji's skin buzz with need.

He brushes his fingers against Foxxian's entrance again and again until his claw catches on the movement and Foxxian yelps.

'Lan Zhan! Be careful, you'll tear me open!'