[If you thought Vash was struggling to speak before, then what comes out next is absolute nonsense. It's little more than a squeak, half of a mumble that might have been "Wolfwood," all culminating in him burying his face in Nick's hair. That is his attempt at saying more.
Verbally at least.
He does to his best to reciprocate, however. His thighs tighten around either side of Wolfwood's, keeping his balance as he rocks his hips against the other man's. It's something of a struggle, seeing as how his whole body is arching forward beneath the touch on his back.
It's been years since anyone's touched him. It's been years since he's let himself be touched. And now it shows in the faint way he trembles over something so innocuous.]
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Verbally at least.
He does to his best to reciprocate, however. His thighs tighten around either side of Wolfwood's, keeping his balance as he rocks his hips against the other man's. It's something of a struggle, seeing as how his whole body is arching forward beneath the touch on his back.
It's been years since anyone's touched him. It's been years since he's let himself be touched. And now it shows in the faint way he trembles over something so innocuous.]