[It's a nice sentiment, Vash has. To want to get his boyfriend off one last time before they wash up and head to bed. It's cute that he thinks it's going to work, when Wolfwood has been sitting ass-to-grundle this entire time with him. Like. He can feel Vash getting hard, and has been able to feel his reactions to what he was doing this entire time, however subtle they were.
He's struck with a Thought. It's a bad thing, him thinking, especially when he's thinking with his dick, and not the one braincell he does have.]
...oi, needle-noggin. You don't really think I'm gonna just...leave you hangin', yeah?
[He shifts his hips, deliberately grinding them back against Vash, right down hard onto where the tip of his mostly-hidden length is trying to come back out.]
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He's struck with a Thought. It's a bad thing, him thinking, especially when he's thinking with his dick, and not the one braincell he does have.]
...oi, needle-noggin. You don't really think I'm gonna just...leave you hangin', yeah?
[He shifts his hips, deliberately grinding them back against Vash, right down hard onto where the tip of his mostly-hidden length is trying to come back out.]
C'mon. I'm right here.