[At first, Vash believes that Wolfwood only means to be delicate with his touches. He savors the way each kiss feels against the metal, even if it's muted and different than it might feel against skin. It affects him nonetheless, sending small zaps of feedback up the false nerves and straight to his brain. The water sloshes as he adjusts his legs, the only way he can actually squirm when they're positioned like this.]
Nick -
[He should have known it would go this way. And even if he can't see what Wolfwood is doing, Vash feels he deserves a reward nonetheless. One hand shifts forward, curving along a hip and then down to his groin. His fingers trail up the span of his cock haltingly, a question in the movements.]
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Nick -
[He should have known it would go this way. And even if he can't see what Wolfwood is doing, Vash feels he deserves a reward nonetheless. One hand shifts forward, curving along a hip and then down to his groin. His fingers trail up the span of his cock haltingly, a question in the movements.]