[Sorry, Vash. There is no hanging on. There is no stopping. Wolfwood is fucking you even with this awkward angle yall have adopted, and he doesn't even consider stopping until he feels Vash's body start to convulse around him with the telltale signs of another orgasm, or the way he cries out his name so desperate and breathless that there's really no room for anything else. That is what he's been vying for this entire time, even before they had that hiccup inbetween.
He just wants Vash to feel good. He thinks he deserves to, more than most people. It's just helped along by the fact that when Vash feels good, so does Wolfwood.
He'd daresay he feels the best like this, actually.
Mere seconds after he feels Vash shooting off against his stomach, he spills over deep inside of him once more, pressing his forehead against his and moaning on a deep exhalation of Vash's name. Likewise, there's not as much as the first time, or even the second, but it doesn't matter. He can still feel the wet heat as it fills Vash up, and he continues to fuck him through it even when things get messy. It doesn't matter, not when the water is quickly whisking it all away.
When things start to become oversensitive, he slows down. Wolfwood shifts back just a fraction, so he can look up at Vash with a sort of smug defiance before he catches his lips in another kiss.]
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He just wants Vash to feel good. He thinks he deserves to, more than most people. It's just helped along by the fact that when Vash feels good, so does Wolfwood.
He'd daresay he feels the best like this, actually.
Mere seconds after he feels Vash shooting off against his stomach, he spills over deep inside of him once more, pressing his forehead against his and moaning on a deep exhalation of Vash's name. Likewise, there's not as much as the first time, or even the second, but it doesn't matter. He can still feel the wet heat as it fills Vash up, and he continues to fuck him through it even when things get messy. It doesn't matter, not when the water is quickly whisking it all away.
When things start to become oversensitive, he slows down. Wolfwood shifts back just a fraction, so he can look up at Vash with a sort of smug defiance before he catches his lips in another kiss.]