[Oh? He's done something good? ...ah, now he sees. He's absently gone touching Ain's wings all willy-nilly again, but it seems in this case that's a good thing. He's not really gotten too deliberate or crazy with it, meaning that...well. Realistically, he's probably teased poor Ain half to death by this point. He'll keep his hand right where it is though, his fingertips pressing lightly in against the white fluff as he nods a little helplessly, too focused on what Ain is doing right now to actually say anything else just yet.
And with good reason, because before he can really think about much else, Ain has managed to crawl his way back up his chest, back across all of those scars and imperfections. Vash licks his lips to wet them, opens his mouth as if to say something-]
A-ah!
[And promptly moans instead as Ain expertly takes one of his nipples into his mouth, which also prompts that hand on his wing to shift to gripping a little. Not hard, just...you know. Holding on, for Purchase. He was not expecting the hit of pleasure to his senses that was, maybe because he's never been touched like this before.]
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And with good reason, because before he can really think about much else, Ain has managed to crawl his way back up his chest, back across all of those scars and imperfections. Vash licks his lips to wet them, opens his mouth as if to say something-]
A-ah!
[And promptly moans instead as Ain expertly takes one of his nipples into his mouth, which also prompts that hand on his wing to shift to gripping a little. Not hard, just...you know. Holding on, for Purchase. He was not expecting the hit of pleasure to his senses that was, maybe because he's never been touched like this before.]