[If pet names were too much, then Wolfwood should have nixed using them on Vash long ago when they first met. As it stands, he doesn't seem to mind it at all. If anything it only serves to heighten his arousal even more, if the way he jerks his hips against Vash's hand even more is anything to go by. It doesn't matter that the rhythm occasionally becomes staggard. It actually just makes it that much better, because he never knows for sure what Vash is going to do to him next, and when. It leaves him whimpering in the Independent's hold, his free hand reaching back to sort of grip around Vash's side so he isn't tempted to just sink all the way down into the water over how good it feels.
As he pins his tongue again, Wolfwood exhales on a sound that can only be described as a keen of desperation, followed by the sound of his teeth clicking onto Vash's fingers. He doesn't mean to bite, but he ends up doing so anyway, unsure if Vash can feel any sort of pain from the accidental nip or not. He's salivating too at this point, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth like a dog with a bone.]
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As he pins his tongue again, Wolfwood exhales on a sound that can only be described as a keen of desperation, followed by the sound of his teeth clicking onto Vash's fingers. He doesn't mean to bite, but he ends up doing so anyway, unsure if Vash can feel any sort of pain from the accidental nip or not. He's salivating too at this point, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth like a dog with a bone.]
A-ah- ah-! A-aashhh-
[He's getting close. Somehow, already, he's close.]