[Vash you're lucky I rolled such a high number which has saved both of you from a certain death upon these bathroom tiles.
They only just had sex, and Wolfwood's eyes are raking down Vash's body as if trying to undress a man already completely naked, except now he has the prospect of seeing him both naked and wet. Of course Vash is being goofy about it, because he would not be Vash if he weren't, and if Wolfwood weren't actually concerned about accidentally hurting him somehow, he would have pounced on him already.
Instead, he approaches slowly like a tiger stalking its prey, looming over Vash as the water runs. He regards him for a long moment, legs still spread for his viewing pleasure, very much aware that his own dick is trying to wake back up.
God damn it.]
There's just barely room for both of us, dumbass. [...] ...but we'd fit if you had your legs on my shoulders.
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They only just had sex, and Wolfwood's eyes are raking down Vash's body as if trying to undress a man already completely naked, except now he has the prospect of seeing him both naked and wet. Of course Vash is being goofy about it, because he would not be Vash if he weren't, and if Wolfwood weren't actually concerned about accidentally hurting him somehow, he would have pounced on him already.
Instead, he approaches slowly like a tiger stalking its prey, looming over Vash as the water runs. He regards him for a long moment, legs still spread for his viewing pleasure, very much aware that his own dick is trying to wake back up.
God damn it.]
There's just barely room for both of us, dumbass. [...] ...but we'd fit if you had your legs on my shoulders.