[And giggle Vash does. Every gentle kiss, every little scrape of skin against skin, or lips against the more sensitive spots on his body, sends little bouts of laughter coursing through him. His legs twitch, squirming against the bed as his toes curl into the fabric below. Half the time, his eyes are closed. The other half, they're half-lidded and full of adoration as he stares up at Wolfwood. The smile he wears is utterly syrupy, lovestruck in every sense of the word.
The smile does begin to fade as that hand finally reaches the hem of his underwear. There's a brief moment where he stiffens, before he forces himself to relax once more. He knows, knows that after everything, something like this probably won't scare Wolfwood away. But even as he thinks it, the anxiety grips his gut all the same.]
If it's - too much. Just say so.
[There are two things Wolfwood will immediately make note of as his hand drifts lower. First, there is the faintest press of something against the fabric above where Vash's pubic bone lies. At even the faintest of touches, it seems to grow, almost curling around the tip of a finger in a sinuous motion before the fingers are out of reach.
The second is the two-fold patches of dampness. One is in the aforementioned area, while the other is lower, directly between Vash's thighs. He seems to squirm at the touch there, hips rising up to meet his hand greedily.]
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The smile does begin to fade as that hand finally reaches the hem of his underwear. There's a brief moment where he stiffens, before he forces himself to relax once more. He knows, knows that after everything, something like this probably won't scare Wolfwood away. But even as he thinks it, the anxiety grips his gut all the same.]
If it's - too much. Just say so.
[There are two things Wolfwood will immediately make note of as his hand drifts lower. First, there is the faintest press of something against the fabric above where Vash's pubic bone lies. At even the faintest of touches, it seems to grow, almost curling around the tip of a finger in a sinuous motion before the fingers are out of reach.
The second is the two-fold patches of dampness. One is in the aforementioned area, while the other is lower, directly between Vash's thighs. He seems to squirm at the touch there, hips rising up to meet his hand greedily.]
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