[Oh, there it is. That is exactly what he wanted those hands to do earlier, when he warned against touching there because he knew he'd fall over dead the second it happened. In this case, Ain is forced to stop sucking on Vash because he has to suck in a gasp and then melt against him, momentarily stunned by the pleasure that rockets down his spine. It's so bad. It's bad how sensitive that spot is, but he's already laying his head down in Vash's lap about it and moaning openly. He has to recalibrate how to service top again please hold—]
Vash... [Why is the first time he ever says the guy's actual name when he's moaning it, huh.] Oh...
[It's so damn good. Ain has been trying to ignore his own needs — he's surprisingly proficient at it, for all the attention he likes to have — but that gets extremely difficult when he can feel himself standing at attention more and more with every pass of Vash's fingers.
Still, he's going to attempt not being entirely useless here. He started this, so he's going to keep it going. Ain manages to bring his head back up from where he momentarily had to rest it on Vash's leg, and that's when he goes for his pants again, this time undoing the button and zipper and hooking his claws into the waistband to slide things down. He only needs just enough to get his mouth on the guy, they can worry about other things later when Ain inevitably drags them off to bed.
For now, he doesn't immediately go for the blowjob, instead trailing a finger along his length with an expression that could be called devious if Ain were not still melting over that one spot on his back.]
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Vash... [Why is the first time he ever says the guy's actual name when he's moaning it, huh.] Oh...
[It's so damn good. Ain has been trying to ignore his own needs — he's surprisingly proficient at it, for all the attention he likes to have — but that gets extremely difficult when he can feel himself standing at attention more and more with every pass of Vash's fingers.
Still, he's going to attempt not being entirely useless here. He started this, so he's going to keep it going. Ain manages to bring his head back up from where he momentarily had to rest it on Vash's leg, and that's when he goes for his pants again, this time undoing the button and zipper and hooking his claws into the waistband to slide things down. He only needs just enough to get his mouth on the guy, they can worry about other things later when Ain inevitably drags them off to bed.
For now, he doesn't immediately go for the blowjob, instead trailing a finger along his length with an expression that could be called devious if Ain were not still melting over that one spot on his back.]
Aha... you're cute. Did I rile you up that badly?
[sir. sir you know you did.]