[Oh, that's very right. Ain almost chuckles at it, because in some ways, it's kind of funny. Maybe these are bad lessons, maybe he should find a way to artfully say "we are going to swap spit and it will be weirdly hot", but that means breaking the kiss. And that's illegal.
No words, only action. Ain moves a hand into Vash's hair, like he promised he would earlier when he was half-joking around about doing so. It's soft, he notes. Makes sense, since it always fluffs up as it does, but he finds his fingers threading through the short strands and trying to twirl them regardless.
Pretty...
Ain hums approvingly in the back of his throat, giving a cursory lick into Vash's mouth. Cursory lasts all of five seconds before he's trying to lick his way further inside. It's not like he's trying to choke Vash with his tongue, but also he's not not doing that.]
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No words, only action. Ain moves a hand into Vash's hair, like he promised he would earlier when he was half-joking around about doing so. It's soft, he notes. Makes sense, since it always fluffs up as it does, but he finds his fingers threading through the short strands and trying to twirl them regardless.
Pretty...
Ain hums approvingly in the back of his throat, giving a cursory lick into Vash's mouth. Cursory lasts all of five seconds before he's trying to lick his way further inside. It's not like he's trying to choke Vash with his tongue, but also he's not not doing that.]