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They had some down time after coming back to the Express from Jarilo-VI, so Caelus sat in the Parlor car playing a game on his phone for a bit next to Dan Heng who was polishing up the last of his notes. It was the first time Caelus had seen the archivist without his jacket on and it took everything in Caelus not to openly stare at him. Caelus was, at one point, completely normal about the Astral Express bodyguard but there was an incident during their last day in Belobog, where Caelus slipped on some ice and Dan Heng caught him.
Caelus knew there was strength to Dan Heng, he just wasn't expecting to be caught then lifted as if he weighed absolutely nothing. He felt how lean but toned Dan Heng was through his shirt, Caelus also felt how his own brain short circuited after the fact. March teased him relentlessly afterwards.
"I'm going to head to the archives and input everything. If I don't see you later, then rest well." Dan Heng got up, taking his leave to the archives which also served as his bedroom.
"Alright, don't forget to get some rest as well Dan Heng." Caelus called back, stretching as he put his phone down on his lap. "Actually, getting some more rest wouldn't be that bad of an idea, to be honest." Caelus muttered to himself. He had taken his own jacket off earlier, throwing it on the back of a chair when they entered the parlor car.
As he got up, Caelus walked over to where his jacket was draped, grabbing it without really paying attention, then heading to his own room. Once he entered, sliding the door shut, Caelus went to toss his jacket on top of his desk when a flash of white caught his attention. Separating his jacket from it, Caelus soon realized that he had accidentally grabbed Dan Heng's jacket.
"Oh, let me get this back to him." Turning on his heel, Caelus tossed the jacket over his shoulder, stopping immediately when his nose was filled with Dan Heng's familiar scent. Taking another deep breath, Caelus pulled the jacket off his shoulder, holding it to his nose as he kept taking gulping deep breaths.
Dan Heng usually smelled of paper, ink, tea, with the crispness of the sea but with them having finally returned to the Express after their excursion on Jarilo-VI, Dan Heng's jacket also held the thick musky, heady scent of sweat that was just unique to Dan Heng himself. Caelus was feeling dizzy from it all as his cock strained against his pants making him whimper at the discomfort.
So, instead of going to give Dan Heng his jacket back, Caelus turned back around and headed to his bed, stripping in the process. He grabbed one pillow and wrapped it in Dan Heng's jacket while grabbing the other one which was due to go to the wash anyway. Caelus licked his lips, the pace in which his heart was beating picked up as he opened up a small bag he brought back with him, fishing out the lube and the toy. He had already used it once when they spent one last night in Belobog. Caelus shuddered as he remembered how hard he came with the toy buried in his ass as he stroked himself to the thought that it was Dan Heng fucking into him and not a dildo.
Caelus let out a strained whimper at the memory as he got on the bed, straddling the pillow. Pouring some lube on his hand, Caelus gingerly stroked himself, stifling a moan with the back of his other hand as he applied slow, firm strokes to his cock. He blinked back the tears that were forming, struggling even, to calm his breathing. He was unbelievably horny and it was driving him crazy, if only Dan Heng would be the one fucking him into a mindless blob instead of a damn toy he'd be truly in heaven.
Caelus shook those thoughts out of his head, instead he thought up a scenario to get him into the mood as his fingers prodded his entrance. He was still very much stretched and ready from his little first time with a sex toy experience last night but he wanted to make sure he was thoroughly slicked up to take the long, thick, dildo that was realistic in the way of form, veins, and even had a tapered head that seemed to always find its way to a spot that had Caelus losing his mind.
Caelus pressed his lips together as he moaned lowly at the sensation of one finger entering him, then another, and another, making sure he was still stretched well but also ready. It didn't take long for him to remove his fingers to apply a generous amount of lube to the dildo. His eyes unfocused as his imagination went wild, envisioning it was Dan Heng's own cock as he ran his thumb over the slit, then sliding his hand down to the base then back up where he thumbed along the flared edge of the head, then back up over the slit again.
Snapping himself out of it, Caelus felt that the toy was lubed sufficiently enough, reaching behind himself again, Caelus pressed the head of the dildo against his entrance. Pushing it inside, Caelus sighed deeply at the feeling of being filled as he let out small whimpers, trying to keep himself from making too much noise. After the toy entered him fully to the flared base, Caelus wasted no time in thrusting it in and out of his hole as he leaned forward enough to have his cock press into the pillow. He bucked his hips experimentally at first, his non-lube covered hand flew up to cover his mouth to muffle the keening moan that tore from him at the friction against his aching cock.
Wanting to feel more the more he got lost in the feeling of fucking himself with a dildo, Caelus leaned completely forward, hips still thrusting against the pillow between his legs as his face buried into the pillow wrapped in Dan Heng's jacket. He inhaled deeply, the scent making him dizzy as his mind supplied him with scenarios in which Dan Heng held Caelus' hips in a grip that would surely leave bruises, slamming his cock as hard as he could into the tight, warm heat of Caelus' hole as Caelus himself was reduced to a moaning, whining, whimpering mess, cock leaking all over the bed, and feeling like Dan Heng was rearranging his insides.
The imagery seemed to have done the trick as Caelus rutted against the pillow, losing rhythm with his hand that was thrusting the dildo into his ass as hard and fast as he could. He was muttering and moaning variations of Dan Heng's name, praising him for fucking him so good, saying how good he felt and how close he was to cumming. Caelus was so frantic in trying to reach his release that he failed to notice a hand covering the one that had a grip on the dildo's base. He didn't notice, at first, how the dildo was now being slammed into him harder than what he had been doing.
Caelus didn't have time to think, he couldn't think as his mind blanked out at the surge of overwhelming pleasure from the dildo hitting that sweet spot deep within him, making him crash into the pleasure from the friction he was getting from humping the pillow between his legs as fast and hard as he could. Both sensations overwhelmed him quickly, pushing him right over that edge he had desperately tried to get to. As he crested, Caelus arched his back, head thrown back, eyes rolled to the back of his head, as his mouth fell open. Another hand came up and covered his mouth, completely muffling the scream that tore from his throat as he came. Caelus' body trembled and shuddered as his hole clenched tightly around the dildo as his cock shot his load into the pillow.
Caelus collapsed forward, the hand having removed itself after he had finished screaming his orgasm. Caelus lay still for a few more moments, getting his breathing under control as he panted, blinking until his vision cleared itself. He was not expecting to see Dan Heng sitting at the edge of his bed, staring down at him with a dark, hungry look.
"Dan Heng?" Caelus rasped out, trying to move to cover himself and to look at Dan Heng better, but the other man pushed him back down, undoing his pants as he got up.
"I think I need a repeat performance, Caelus. This time, why don't we use the real thing?" Caelus swallowed at the sight of Dan Heng's cock, realizing that the toy he had was nothing in comparison. Later, Caelus knew he wouldn't be using that toy anymore and also knew that walking wasn't going to be a thing for a bit.