[Vash draws very little from this moment — not on a physical level at least. But from the moment Wolfwood draws upward, all of the blood in Vash's body seems to rush southward. Long as he maintained his attraction to Wolfwood's voice, and this moment is no exception. The grit of it, low and in his throat as that utterance is, practically makes Vash dizzy.
He shifts his own body just a little, enough that he can better lean toward Wolfwood's ear. He nuzzles behind it, taking just a second to nip at the earlobe before raising his own voice.]
Does it feel good, Nick?
[Emboldened by the encouragement, his fingers properly wrap around Wolfwood's cock. He raises them just high enough that he can thumb over the head, pressing against the slit just so before drifting back downward.]
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He shifts his own body just a little, enough that he can better lean toward Wolfwood's ear. He nuzzles behind it, taking just a second to nip at the earlobe before raising his own voice.]
Does it feel good, Nick?
[Emboldened by the encouragement, his fingers properly wrap around Wolfwood's cock. He raises them just high enough that he can thumb over the head, pressing against the slit just so before drifting back downward.]