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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2023-12-31 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[He should have taken off his sunglasses. Key word, should. He did not do that, and now it feels like it might be too late. He is already here, and unless Vash kicks him in the face or yells at him to stop, he doesn't plan on doing so. He's too busy committing everything to memory. The way that tendril behaves is both exactly as he'd expect and completely different at the same time. It being only semi-prehensile is interesting, and he notes the way the very tip seeks contact on its own. He won't stop it from doing whatever the hell it wants, of course, his fingers kept loose and pliable for Vash's benefit. The slick it leaves behind is also a lot thicker than he would have guessed, like syrup, and that is making every neuron in his brain freak the fuck out as he feels it coat his fingers and slide down towards his palm, like sweet molasses.

He breathes out harshly. Get a fucking grip. He's not the one who's meant to be acting like a blushing virgin, here. But, well...it's not like he's exactly in his element or anything. This is new for him, too, just as new as it is for Vash. Vaguely, he finds himself imagining dully what that first and only sexual encounter for Vash must have been like. With who? Ugh. Whoever it was, he hopes to a god he doesn't believe in that they didn't hurt Vash over any of this, because if they did they did not fucking deserve him anyway. They didn't deserve any of this.

The teasing isn't intentional, though he continues to be silent as the grave as he works. The more he explores, the more he searches with his fingertips and now his mouth, the harder it gets for him to focus. There is a visible, wet sheen at his own front now, and it is not helped by the way Vash abruptly crushes his head between his thighs the second his tongue gets involved.

Please. Do not be unlocking more kinks for him right now, he's already at capacity-

He closes his eyes for a moment as he waits for Vash to relent and let up on that punishing hold on his head, carefully drawing back just a fraction so he can pull his glasses off and drop them haphazardly to the mattress. It's going to make this a lot easier, and he doesn't want anything obstructing his view.

Back to that entrance, slick and inviting. He traces his tongue up from where it begins at its lowest point all the way up to that bundle of nerves at the top, though he's careful not to touch that just yet. He's busy sampling the rest first. This is not like a human's, this is much thicker, it really is like sap from a tree, or a flower...it has to be sweet, or maybe he's just imagining that. His tongue dips into the petals, seeking for more, like a hummingbird desperate for sweet nectar.]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2023-12-31 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[...has anyone ever told Vash that his laughter is perfect? Because it is, and that's what Wolfwood ends up thinking idly, dumbly. It's like his brain is on autopilot and regurgitating the first thing that comes to mind in response to all outward stimuli. Boy pretty. Yes, we already knew that, good job congrats.

It's funny. He's never cared about his performance in bed before. He's never...been particularly fussed about wanting to make sure he does a good job for someone. Every other time it was just a thing, just something to do, something to take the edge off and blow off steam, but here? He could be plowing through this like a bull in a china shop if he wanted but he's not. He's taking the utmost care with Vash, and it isn't just because his anatomy is unique and he doesn't want to fuck up with that. He is...enamored, by all of it, and he wants to explore every nook and cranny.

He glances up to look at Vash past the tendril now clutching his index finger, just briefly. Vash may notice the way his eyes crease, indicating a smirk against the sensitive skin, which is made all the more purposeful when Wolfwood draws back a fraction so he can show Vash he's smiling. He'll be able to see the way his own slick glistens on his skin, and the way Wolfwood decides to tease Vash by sticking his tongue out at him through his teeth.]


Yeah? You taste good.

[Genuinely, he doesn't think he's enjoyed eating somebody out this much in a while, but he's also...well. Maybe a LITTLE bit biased here.

He wastes no time going back in for seconds, only this time he's not moving quite so slow or tentative as before. He goes in as if he would for a kiss, mouthing his way in deeper until he reaches a point of resistance, at which he stops and once again drags his tongue along the outside. Every time he laps away the slick to have it replaced by yet more, he's quick to swipe it away again with his tongue. Back all the way up to the apex, where he pauses. That little nub is there, nestled among the petals, risen to attention and similarly inviting. And if it's anything like he imagines it will be, well.

Wolfwood braces himself as he tilts his head up and lays a kiss against it, just before wrapping his lips around the tip so he can suck on it similarly to the way he had with Vash's nipple before, albeit a lot more gentle, and with a lot more attention given with the way his tongue darts in to tease it between his lips.]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-01 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[The funny thing is, Wolfwood isn't even trying to be suave here. He's just saying what comes to mind, and what he's saying is how he actually feels. He thinks he could do this for a long time if he thought that Vash could stand it, just. Eating him out for hours? Yeah, that sounds like a good way to spend the evening. He knows better than to think they have that kind of time though, which is why he's savoring it now while he can. It's not hard to tell that he's going to bust soon enough, so he's going to enjoy it while he still can.

He actually quite enjoys the way Vash has taken to rocking his hips up into his face, like yes? Yes please fuck his face. We are learning things about ourselves today. Not that Wolfwood wasn't plenty aware that he'd be as into this as he is, it's just...this is doing things for his oral fixation. Never in his life did he think he'd have so many things to get to play with all at once, it's almost overwhelming. Like a kid in a candy store being told they can only pick one.

Well...why not sample the rest while he's at it? Yes, he thinks he just might.

Wolfwood will linger against the folds for a little bit longer first though, hungrily lapping up the slick and teasing at that bundle of nerves with the edge of his tongue. By the time he does finally resurface, his nose, mouth, and chin are completely soaked, but that seems to be doing little to deter him. With a coy cant of his head to the side, Wolfwood turns his attention to the length currently still curling around his fingers, which prompts him to gently free himself so he can use the residual wetness to slick up his palm, making it easier to give it a few slow, measured strokes.]


Haha...sorry. Don't mean to neglect you.

[....................is he talking to Vash or is he talking to his cock-

Well whichever is the case, he's briefly swapping gears, tilting his head up so he can guide the tip of the reaching length towards his own mouth. He opens up, sticking his tongue out partway as he allows it to slither inside partially of its own volition in seeking out more stimulation, which is an insane feeling on its own, before he ducks his head forward and actively wraps his lips around the head. The pass of his tongue against the shaft is both purposeful and curious, mapping out its various bumps and textures while also keeping an eye on Vash's reactions to it up above. In a perfect world, he'd just have two heads so he could do both, but since he can't...he's just going to bring his now-free hand back down to that entrance so he can very gently introduce a finger inside, curious to see if it's function is as he suspects.]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-01 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[How do you tell somebody you don't mind if they fuck your face without telling them, a memoir by Nicholas D. Wolfwood. Granted, he could very easily just SAY this, but that would require pulling that dick out of his mouth and he just got here, he's not going anywhere, thanks. He is fascinated by the feeling of it in his mouth, because...most people are human, and though the penis moves around quite a bit more than you'd suspect if you don't have one, it doesn't do what Vash's is doing right now. And, honest to god, the idea of Vash's length deciding to wiggle its way down his throat on his own is making him wet. Let's not forget that Wolfwood is also here, he is also struggling, and he's pretty sure his underwear has been completely ruined by this point. They're fucking soaked.

For the time being, though, he's okay with remaining neglected. He can fantasize about sticking it in later when he's finished here.

He doesn't resist the way Vash keeps unintentionally thrusting his hips against his face, for what it's worth. In fact, he seems to be only encouraging it as he takes it head-on every time, eyes rolling up to lock with Vash's as they glitter with lust. Now, he's a man on a mission. He will not stop, won't rest, until Vash cums in his face. That is his goal, and he has two convenient points of attack. That cock, which he's steadily swallowing down more and more of as he acclimates to the feeling of it in his mouth and the stretch of his jaw, and that slick entrance, which he's now taken to thrusting his finger into, gently. He kindof wishes it were his tongue instead, but again, he had to pick one. He's pretty sure Vash doesn't mind.

It's slow, at first. Wolfwood hasn't done this in a very long time, and it shows. His cheek bulges occasionally as he misses his mark and that tendril coils up in the back edge of his mouth, causing him to exhale on a garbled moan through his nose. Then, he'll draw back, readjust, and bob his head back down again. Eventually, with his tongue to guide it and his other hand carefully wrapped around the base, Wolfwood finds a rhythm. He works Vash over carefully, using the slick he produces to make the glide all the more smooth, all while he finger-fucks that entrance beneath it.

And what will Vash find? Well...

Wolfwood takes a sharp breath through his nose, like he's about to dive underwater. Then, he brings his head and shoulders down, taking Vash's entire cock into his mouth until he's nosing at his groin, brushing against blonde curls.

He swallows as hard as he can in that moment he's holding his breath, the tip of Vash's length sitting right at the furthest back of his throat.]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-01 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, um. He's done a lot of stupid shit in his life, but he's got to admit, this definitely was the stupidest and most impulsive yet. Wolfwood is still dealing with alien anatomy here, and while he doubts Vash would have let him anywhere near his junk if he were worried it could do real harm, that doesn't mean Wolfwood can't incite an incident by being stupid about it. It's very possible his dick could have twisted around in his throat or something, or maybe there are secret barbs on it like a cat, or maybe he jizzes corrosive acid, he doesn't fucking know. Point being, it's too late to turn back now, not that he ever intended to. He keeps Vash fully in his throat with the initial plan to just...hold for a few seconds before going back to bobbing his head.

That isn't what happens. In quite literally an instant, it's Wolfwood's turn to be hanging on for dear life.

His eyes widen, his hand suddenly leaving the base of Vash's cock to instead rest against his hips as he suddenly starts bucking them up off the bed with enough force that it would have given Wolfwood whiplash if he were a different kind of person. He doesn't stop him- far from it- he's more just trying to keep him from breaking his nose with his pelvis as he moves, because Vash is strong. He could very easily accidentally hurt him with enough force, even though Wolfwood knows he'd sooner die. Then there's the finger that got briefly lost inside of him, now acting more as a tool for Vash's pleasure as he rocks his hips down against it, forcing his finger deeper inside even as he moves it on its own, the tip reaching in deep and curling up against Vash's navel.

It's a fucking lot. But if Wolfwood knows Vash like he thinks he does, it will be fine. This will only last for a few seconds, and then they can regroup. It's fine. It's more than fine, because he's pretty sure he's going to be dreaming about the melodic sounds the Independent makes for weeks afterwards. He can feel his dick leap in his underwear in response, desperate to answer, aching with need and continued denial. Vash's keeping his head locked in place, too, and he can feel his scalp ache with how hard he's yanking on his hair as he spirals towards imminent release.

Finally. Finally, it comes. And it comes.

And it. ......comes.

And Wolfwood abruptly realizes he's in trouble.

He doesn't even taste it at first. It rockets directly down the back of his throat to the point where he nearly misses it, at least until he feels how thickly it coats him on the way down, like honey. Eyes widening a fraction, he rushes to swallow it down, his nails digging into the skin of Vash's upper thigh. He can feel the way his cock pulses- he cannot take another, he will choke- so he has to quickly throw his head back. It slips out of him all in a rush as Wolfwood gasps, yet Vash is far from done. That sticky sweet release shoots across his face now in ropes, clinging to his bangs and eyelashes and forcing him to close his left eye, lest it get glued shut permanently. He chokes, the hand that was in Vash slipping back out solely because it's just too slippery for him to stay put any longer. He gasps, chokes, swallows, gasps again because it's so much thicker than he was expecting, the edge of his forehead resting against the curve of Vash's hip.

Between Wolfwood's legs, a thick bead of white seeps through the fabric.]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-01 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vash without a refractory period is GOING to be what kills Wolfwood dead, like. For real. He's just going to die this evening goodbye everyone he'll meet you all back at the Garden-

He's still coughing even as Vash lays there and basks in the afterglow of the first orgasm he's had in centuries. Wolfwood, meanwhile, is trying to convince himself he did not just aspirate Vash's semen and he probably isn't going to die, it's just really thick and clinging to his skin more than you'd expect it to. He keeps swallowing to convince what didn't stick to his face to go on down, blinking away tears that have long since gathered at the corners of his eyes. He genuinely did want Vash to just cut loose and fuck his face like that, he was practically begging for it, but...uh.

He did not know what he was asking for. Obviously.

Blinking blearily, he sort of weakly turns his head to look up at Vash from his vantage point at his hips, still dripping onto his abdomen.]


J....Jesus fuck. [Is not an answer.] M...M'fine.

[Wolfwood rolls a little onto his side, pulling his other hand back so he can sort of just stare at it for a moment, stretching his fingers apart and watching the sticky ooze cling between them. Using that same hand, he brings it back to thumb a bit of that stickiness off his cheek before unceremoniously popping it into his mouth, like he's eating a lollipop. He swirls his tongue around his thumb a few times thoughtfully before pulling it free, then proceeding to slowly do the rest to his other fingers in turn.]

You... [wheeze] ...were kinda pent up.
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-01 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sure is doing that! Eat your heart out, Vash. :)

It's maybe only slightly purposeful. He knows damn well Vash can see what he's doing, after all, but also? He really just wants to taste more of him. Maybe it's a kink thing, or maybe it's more literal than that, but Vash really does taste sweet like honey, like ambrosia. How fitting. He feels like it's something he could easily get himself addicted to, if he wasn't careful.

And when Vash responds by shoving him and hiding in the pillows...Wolfwood laughs. He cackles, rolling over onto his back for a minute as his chest heaves with the force of him trying to catch his breath. It's bad enough that he's still trying to recover from that blowjob, but holy shit.]


Ahahah! Oh, come on...

[He rolls back over onto his chest before pushing himself up onto his knees, reaching his clean hand up to touch his hair. He can feel it, still pretty sticky and slick...but he decides to ignore all of that and instead just brushes his hair back as if it isn't there, closing the gap between them that Vash just created. He's mostly gotten everything he thinks, save for a fine sticky residue, but what are they going to get if not super sticky after all's said and done? He sure as hell doesn't mind it.

After a moment of languishing in the darkness of that pillow, Vash will feel Wolfwood's weight against him, now laying against his side. He tries to get in close, trying to see Vash's face even though he's still hiding.]


Oi. Bloond-ie.
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-01 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
You. Thought that was obvious?

[He rumbles that against the side of Vash's neck, a pleased smirk crawling onto his features at the way Vash pretty much immediately relents and wraps his arm around him. It gives Wolfwood the perfect angle to press his body flush to Vash's side whether he's looking at him or not, which means he'll be confronted with feeling the bulge in his underwear up against his thigh. Hi, he's still here.]

C'mon, babe. [Wolfwood noses at the underside of Vash's jaw, encouraging.] Don't tell me you're already done.
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-02 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[If Vash is doing everything in his power to hear Wolfwood laugh more, well, it's working. He lets out a startled bark of a laugh as Vash just offers himself up, just like that, which prompts him to drop his forehead softly against Vash's.]

Vash. Trust me, I want nothin' more than to scramble your guts. [Oh okay-] But...I want you to touch me first. Yeah?

[Semi-reluctantly, he rolls over so that he's laying fully beside Vash again instead of crouched on top of him, which is far less difficult now that they've got two beds pushed together to work with. He settles back against the pillows, his own legs spread wide with plenty of room for Vash to settle between them.]

My cock ain't as interesting as yours, but I still think it's pretty sweet. If you wanted to have a look, that is.

[He's not even asking Vash to get him off, either. He just wants to give him the full experience.]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-02 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, you think?

[He is showing a remarkable amount of restraint and patience here, Vash. He's been dying, and it's only the prospect of being touched soon that has kept him from simply pinning Vash to the mattress right here and now.

At least Vash doesn't have to fuss with his stupid undershirt, or slacks, or anything like that. The underwear come off just as easily as anything (well, maybe with a LITTLE trouble, they're fucking drenched after all), and even Wolfwood isn't immune to the way it makes him feel to finally be exposed to the cool air of the bedroom. He groans under his breath, brows knitting together as he tries to remember to stay put, for Vash's sake.

And, well! It's a cock! A very human one at that. There's nothing particularly special about it, in all honesty. He doesn't have any piercings- he's not that wild- and as one might expect, he's incredibly unkempt down there, same as he is pretty much everywhere else on his body. Though, he wasn't exactly lying; he's bigger than average, and it shows with the way he's standing proudly at attention, flushed dark and desperate for contact. Never mind the fact he's been dripping this entire time, and even now it leaks, dribbling precum down the underside of the shaft.]


Haahh...so? What's the damage?
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-02 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, he's gotta admit, he didn't expect Vash to do that. He thought he might put his hands on him and feel him up a little, but maybe he shouldn't be that shocked. Wolfwood was kindof the one who kicked off this whole thing, just immediately burying his face in Vash without a word. He gets it, it's more than a little tempting when you've seen it for the first time in a century.

He shudders inwardly, his fingers pulling at the sheets to distract himself from just how badly he wants to buck his hips at just that much. He manages to keep his knees parted, but only just...and then Vash decides to ruin everything by sitting back and opening his stupid mouth.

...Wolfwood makes a face, suddenly lifting one of his feet so he can knock his heel (lightly) against the side of Vash's head.]


If you didn't just have your mouth on me, I woulda' kicked your ass on the floor for that.
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-01-02 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
If you insist on talkin' the whole time we have sex I am going to have to strangle you-

[He lies, like a liar. He loves when Vash talks, actually, even when the stupidest bullshit imaginable falls out of that mouth of his. Fortunately for them both, what Vash does next sufficiently distracts him, to the point where he thinks he might actually have to stop him there because they won't be getting much further if he blows his load now. Granted, he's more than willing to go multiple, triple rounds, but also..........also....he has needs, and wants, and only so much patience to go around.

His body flinches as he sucks in a ahrsh breath through his teeth, because now it's his turn to be overwhelmed by the heat of pleasure coiling tight in the pit of his gut. It's not even just the sensation either, but watching Vash go down on him is something he never thought he'd want to commit to his memory, but holy shit. Holy shit-]


Vash-

[He starts, his voice gravely as his shoulders shift like he's going to sit forward, but Vash is already moving before he can. And...

...oh.

Oh.

Wolfwood's mouth drops open as he watches Vash unabashedly collect the slick from his own length and entrance, gathering it up on his palm so he can more easily wrap it around Wolfwood's cock for better, more comfortable purchase. Something flickers in the other man's gaze just then, and it's pretty obviously lust and want, because more than anything he wants Vash, he's realizing.

At least now that isn't something he has to pretend. Not anymore.]


Y-y...you're so...fucking hot...

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