[The funny thing is, Wolfwood isn't even trying to be suave here. He's just saying what comes to mind, and what he's saying is how he actually feels. He thinks he could do this for a long time if he thought that Vash could stand it, just. Eating him out for hours? Yeah, that sounds like a good way to spend the evening. He knows better than to think they have that kind of time though, which is why he's savoring it now while he can. It's not hard to tell that he's going to bust soon enough, so he's going to enjoy it while he still can.
He actually quite enjoys the way Vash has taken to rocking his hips up into his face, like yes? Yes please fuck his face. We are learning things about ourselves today. Not that Wolfwood wasn't plenty aware that he'd be as into this as he is, it's just...this is doing things for his oral fixation. Never in his life did he think he'd have so many things to get to play with all at once, it's almost overwhelming. Like a kid in a candy store being told they can only pick one.
Well...why not sample the rest while he's at it? Yes, he thinks he just might.
Wolfwood will linger against the folds for a little bit longer first though, hungrily lapping up the slick and teasing at that bundle of nerves with the edge of his tongue. By the time he does finally resurface, his nose, mouth, and chin are completely soaked, but that seems to be doing little to deter him. With a coy cant of his head to the side, Wolfwood turns his attention to the length currently still curling around his fingers, which prompts him to gently free himself so he can use the residual wetness to slick up his palm, making it easier to give it a few slow, measured strokes.]
Haha...sorry. Don't mean to neglect you.
[....................is he talking to Vash or is he talking to his cock-
Well whichever is the case, he's briefly swapping gears, tilting his head up so he can guide the tip of the reaching length towards his own mouth. He opens up, sticking his tongue out partway as he allows it to slither inside partially of its own volition in seeking out more stimulation, which is an insane feeling on its own, before he ducks his head forward and actively wraps his lips around the head. The pass of his tongue against the shaft is both purposeful and curious, mapping out its various bumps and textures while also keeping an eye on Vash's reactions to it up above. In a perfect world, he'd just have two heads so he could do both, but since he can't...he's just going to bring his now-free hand back down to that entrance so he can very gently introduce a finger inside, curious to see if it's function is as he suspects.]
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He actually quite enjoys the way Vash has taken to rocking his hips up into his face, like yes? Yes please fuck his face. We are learning things about ourselves today. Not that Wolfwood wasn't plenty aware that he'd be as into this as he is, it's just...this is doing things for his oral fixation. Never in his life did he think he'd have so many things to get to play with all at once, it's almost overwhelming. Like a kid in a candy store being told they can only pick one.
Well...why not sample the rest while he's at it? Yes, he thinks he just might.
Wolfwood will linger against the folds for a little bit longer first though, hungrily lapping up the slick and teasing at that bundle of nerves with the edge of his tongue. By the time he does finally resurface, his nose, mouth, and chin are completely soaked, but that seems to be doing little to deter him. With a coy cant of his head to the side, Wolfwood turns his attention to the length currently still curling around his fingers, which prompts him to gently free himself so he can use the residual wetness to slick up his palm, making it easier to give it a few slow, measured strokes.]
Haha...sorry. Don't mean to neglect you.
[....................is he talking to Vash or is he talking to his cock-
Well whichever is the case, he's briefly swapping gears, tilting his head up so he can guide the tip of the reaching length towards his own mouth. He opens up, sticking his tongue out partway as he allows it to slither inside partially of its own volition in seeking out more stimulation, which is an insane feeling on its own, before he ducks his head forward and actively wraps his lips around the head. The pass of his tongue against the shaft is both purposeful and curious, mapping out its various bumps and textures while also keeping an eye on Vash's reactions to it up above. In a perfect world, he'd just have two heads so he could do both, but since he can't...he's just going to bring his now-free hand back down to that entrance so he can very gently introduce a finger inside, curious to see if it's function is as he suspects.]