[If Vash were to relax right now, he'd have to be dead, so. Not ideal for either of them. It's a good thing that Ain still loves him even with his lack-of-an-ass, because unfortunately there's not going to be a lot for him to be cuddling later down the line. Most of that went into his chest, and even then it seems years of dodging the law has carved out half of that, too. It probably won't matter either way, with Ain posessing plenty of ass for both of them.
The trilling leaves Vash feeling excessively fond, and it reminds him of what drew him to Ain in the first place. He was just so bright and bubbly, and he seemed so....just...happy to be here. He couldn't understand why nobody had snapped him up and adopted him by now.
(Okay, maybe NOW he gets why, he's kindof loud...but Vash is also kindof loud. He doesn't care.)
Not much time to react to that, though, because Ain is already shifting gears. He's a little bit embarrassed now, sitting there with his cock out, but there's less of a sense of shame than there would be with a normal person. Vash thinks differently about these things compared to humans after all, just...not by much. Between him and Nai, you'd think Vash was born human with how much he closely emulates one. To that end, it's probably unsurprising, the way he chokes on a whine as Ain goes in to finally make contact with his lips and tongue, his head tilting back against the couch cushions. He's once more made very aware of his hands, and so as not to overwhelm Ain while he's trying to focus, Vash decides to move his flesh-and-blood hand away from his wings to rest along his hip. The metal one, however, is staying put right where it is, gently rubbing and teasing his pinfeathers.
Like. How is he supposed to really do anything else. Vash is not great at multitasking, he's only got so many braincells left.]
A...o-oh...
[WELL. At least Ain is very aware of Vash's limits here because yes, if he did do this too fast, he would be nutting in like five seconds so-]
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The trilling leaves Vash feeling excessively fond, and it reminds him of what drew him to Ain in the first place. He was just so bright and bubbly, and he seemed so....just...happy to be here. He couldn't understand why nobody had snapped him up and adopted him by now.
(Okay, maybe NOW he gets why, he's kindof loud...but Vash is also kindof loud. He doesn't care.)
Not much time to react to that, though, because Ain is already shifting gears. He's a little bit embarrassed now, sitting there with his cock out, but there's less of a sense of shame than there would be with a normal person. Vash thinks differently about these things compared to humans after all, just...not by much. Between him and Nai, you'd think Vash was born human with how much he closely emulates one. To that end, it's probably unsurprising, the way he chokes on a whine as Ain goes in to finally make contact with his lips and tongue, his head tilting back against the couch cushions. He's once more made very aware of his hands, and so as not to overwhelm Ain while he's trying to focus, Vash decides to move his flesh-and-blood hand away from his wings to rest along his hip. The metal one, however, is staying put right where it is, gently rubbing and teasing his pinfeathers.
Like. How is he supposed to really do anything else. Vash is not great at multitasking, he's only got so many braincells left.]
A...o-oh...
[WELL. At least Ain is very aware of Vash's limits here because yes, if he did do this too fast, he would be nutting in like five seconds so-]