[I mean...at this point, it seems abundantly clear that Vash is 100% down with anything and everything Ain is, and that includes potentially having his clothes ripped off. He's not going to volunteer it of course, not because he doesn't want to, but more because...he knows that the scars that big red jacket hides aren't pretty. Nothing at all like Ain's beautiful plumage and unmarked skin. Speaking of unmarked...
Vash sure isn't anymore, and if Ain wanted to hear him make more sounds, he'll be getting exactly that. Vash tries to suppress an inward shiver at the sudden sensation of teeth digging into his skin, another gasp leaving him as Ain takes it upon himself to nibble and bite wherever he pleases. Vash...isn't overly concerned about being seen, mostly because he's not often without some sort of injury, and maybe a bite can be explained away by getting into a more-involved-than-usual tussle with somebody, or something. It's fine. He doubts he'll run into anyone who would care enough to ask anyway-
Either way. By the time Ain does finally stop, Vash's head is swimming. He can barely catch his breath, mostly focused on keeping the bird supported in his lap now that all of the blood in his body has rushed to his head.]
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Vash sure isn't anymore, and if Ain wanted to hear him make more sounds, he'll be getting exactly that. Vash tries to suppress an inward shiver at the sudden sensation of teeth digging into his skin, another gasp leaving him as Ain takes it upon himself to nibble and bite wherever he pleases. Vash...isn't overly concerned about being seen, mostly because he's not often without some sort of injury, and maybe a bite can be explained away by getting into a more-involved-than-usual tussle with somebody, or something. It's fine. He doubts he'll run into anyone who would care enough to ask anyway-
Either way. By the time Ain does finally stop, Vash's head is swimming. He can barely catch his breath, mostly focused on keeping the bird supported in his lap now that all of the blood in his body has rushed to his head.]
Of...of course not. ...I'm already...yours.