[With Wolfwood's forward motion, Vash's cock has no choice but to slide backward, wrapping as best as it can around his base. It's just as well, given the way it seems to pull him forward, encouraging the slide all the more.
Half on instinct, half as a result of Wolfwood's own efforts, Vash's arm quickly sweeps upward to catch his shoulder. He keeps it wrapped around, not quite secure, but close enough to be so should the need arise. It just gives him more leverage to keep their faces close, his breath spilling over Wolfwood's face as he breathes out.]
I've got you, Nick. Won't let you fall. [His words are distracted, but they're no less genuine. The adoration runs just as deep as his loyalty was. If Wolfwood won't let him fall, then neither will Vash. They'll hold each other up no matter what.]
God, you feel so good.
[Even half in, the stretch is a pleasant one. He isn't the type to be so fanciful usually, but his brain can't help but think that maybe their bodies were made for each other. It's the only way to describe how easily they fit together.]
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Half on instinct, half as a result of Wolfwood's own efforts, Vash's arm quickly sweeps upward to catch his shoulder. He keeps it wrapped around, not quite secure, but close enough to be so should the need arise. It just gives him more leverage to keep their faces close, his breath spilling over Wolfwood's face as he breathes out.]
I've got you, Nick. Won't let you fall. [His words are distracted, but they're no less genuine. The adoration runs just as deep as his loyalty was. If Wolfwood won't let him fall, then neither will Vash. They'll hold each other up no matter what.]
God, you feel so good.
[Even half in, the stretch is a pleasant one. He isn't the type to be so fanciful usually, but his brain can't help but think that maybe their bodies were made for each other. It's the only way to describe how easily they fit together.]