[Right. Waylaid as Vash had been by Wolfwood's display, he'd forgotten about the fact that his partner has had precious little in terms of stimulation. Though he does whine out his protest at practically being flopped on top of, it's a defanged attempt at actually warding him off.
With some wiggling, Vash manages to finally ease himself back onto his back. It's easier to meet Wolfwood's eyes this way, especially now that he's free of those damn glasses. And though he is painfully aware that he should be doing something more for the man, his first instinct is to lean up and steal a kiss from him. It's quick, but no less adoring than any other.]
Kept you waiting long enough, haven't I? [He sighs as he lets his hand slip down lower. He toys at the hem of those ruined boxers — one of them is going to need to talk to Heimr about spares, aren't they — but doesn't quite dip any lower just yet.]
How do you want it? I can touch you like this, or... [His body shifts, one leg tipping to the side in order to open himself up again. He could absolutely go a second round, despite the accusations.]
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With some wiggling, Vash manages to finally ease himself back onto his back. It's easier to meet Wolfwood's eyes this way, especially now that he's free of those damn glasses. And though he is painfully aware that he should be doing something more for the man, his first instinct is to lean up and steal a kiss from him. It's quick, but no less adoring than any other.]
Kept you waiting long enough, haven't I? [He sighs as he lets his hand slip down lower. He toys at the hem of those ruined boxers — one of them is going to need to talk to Heimr about spares, aren't they — but doesn't quite dip any lower just yet.]
How do you want it? I can touch you like this, or... [His body shifts, one leg tipping to the side in order to open himself up again. He could absolutely go a second round, despite the accusations.]