[it isn't that livio has deliberately withheld it. it seems like in the past, whenever vash has said it, livio was either in the wrong headspace to return it, or got distracted by something more urgent... but taking the time now to spell it out feels right. necessary. liv is more than happy to lean closer, to wrap an arm around vash's waist to ensure the independent knows he's wanted, to return each of his little kisses.]
Thank you, angel. I appreciate it so much. 'n I hope you'll let me protect you just the same...
[And oh, the way he melts into the touch. He shifts his head just enough to bump their noses together, then lifts his hand to card through the hair in front of his horns. He smooths some of the bedhead out, grinning as he does.]
I think I could let that happen. Only 'cause you asked so sweet though, baby.
[for using petnames as often as he does, livio sure gets flustered every time they get turned around on him. his cheeks radiate heat onto vash's face and hand.]
Thank you, darlin'...
[and maybe, since they're here... he dips in carefully for another kiss, one that isn't so short or shy.]
[Vash isn't going to complain about that. Partially because his mouth is too occupied to complain, but also because he really just likes kissing Livio. Don't mind the way he wiggles just that little bit closer. Let him crawl into your skin thanks.]
[livio is just enjoying the taste and the feel of vash, for the time being, but... jeez, vash sure wants to climb him like a tree, huh? after a few muffled chuckles, liv finally tilts back to look at vash proper.]
[Vash makes a warm noise in the back of his throat. He feels completely, utterly content like this, and doesn't care if Livio knows it. Actually, he damn well better know it.]
[Vash is too busy kissing to use his words. And honestly, he might just choose to linger in that kiss, thank you very much. His fingers thread up into Livio's hair, while the other loops around those broad shoulders.]
[vash may not try to be suggestive, but with their limbs and lips all tangled up, it's... hard not to think about. his movements slow and his grip lets up for a few seconds before he tilts his head once more, enough that their foreheads but not their lips can touch. he swallows, his face awfully warm.]
Are you, ah -- okay, here, or d'you wanna go somewhere -- more comfortable? [...] I know how that sounds, but -- [another couple of seconds, and he laughs nervously.] Alright, it's exactly how it sounds.
[Well good job, Livio. You managed to draw out the most delighted of laughs, complemented by a very obvious fluster. His head moves to the side, resting on Livio's shoulder for a moment as he composes himself. Eventually a muffled noise comes out, though:]
[ohh, the sound of vash's genuine laughter makes him weak at the knees. if vash wasn't leaning on him, livio might not have the wherewithal to hold himself up. he is a sap, after all.]
Y-yeah? No foolin'?
[his hand traces its way up vash's arm to intertwine their fingers. not that vash has given any indication he may be "foolin'."]
None foolin' left beef, even! [And he gently pats that beefy left arm of Livio's. With his free hand, of course. He's not about to let go of Livio's.]
Cozyin' up with you and seein' where the night goes sounds like - [He snorts.] I was gonna say a good time, but that sounds so boring and unattached. Like the best night ever, maybe?
[livio Does Not understand, but honestly he loves when vash talks nonsense to him. it's part of the appeal.]
Hey, I don't think that sounds unattached or nothin'... Aw, jeez, hon, I can do my best, but I -- I dunno if I can promise the "best night ever!" What kinda -- what'd y'like me to do? I'll try my damnedest!
[liv huffs. not out of anger or frustration, but at himself for still being so easily flustered. it isn't vash's fault he struggles to just say what he means the first time.]
I meant -- make ya -- feel good. [yes, his voice is hushed there at the end, and his face is completely flushed.]
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Thank you, angel. I appreciate it so much. 'n I hope you'll let me protect you just the same...
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I think I could let that happen. Only 'cause you asked so sweet though, baby.
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Thank you, darlin'...
[and maybe, since they're here... he dips in carefully for another kiss, one that isn't so short or shy.]
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Anythin' I can do for ya, angel?
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Mm. Keep holding me? I've missed you.
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Yeah. Yeah, I reckon I can do that. [he places one more kiss to vash's forehead, and lingers there.] Missed you, too.
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And I love you. You know that.
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[god, forget cute little forehead kisses. he's gotta go for the lips again. a real one.]
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[Vash is too busy kissing to use his words. And honestly, he might just choose to linger in that kiss, thank you very much. His fingers thread up into Livio's hair, while the other loops around those broad shoulders.]
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Are you, ah -- okay, here, or d'you wanna go somewhere -- more comfortable? [...] I know how that sounds, but -- [another couple of seconds, and he laughs nervously.] Alright, it's exactly how it sounds.
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I'd like that. A lot.
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Y-yeah? No foolin'?
[his hand traces its way up vash's arm to intertwine their fingers. not that vash has given any indication he may be "foolin'."]
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Cozyin' up with you and seein' where the night goes sounds like - [He snorts.] I was gonna say a good time, but that sounds so boring and unattached. Like the best night ever, maybe?
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Hey, I don't think that sounds unattached or nothin'... Aw, jeez, hon, I can do my best, but I -- I dunno if I can promise the "best night ever!" What kinda -- what'd y'like me to do? I'll try my damnedest!
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How about we just head on inside, yeah? Get cozy and see what happens from there? No pressure or anything.
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No pressure? But -- what if I want a lil pressure? Wanna make you -- happy? Oh, no, I'm not pressurin' you, am I?
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You think I won't be happy if we don't end up in bed together? Liv, hon, you're silly.
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I meant -- make ya -- feel good. [yes, his voice is hushed there at the end, and his face is completely flushed.]
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[He reaches up and holds this man's beautiful face. His eyes are so big, wide, and full of love.]
Take me to bed?