[It would be extremely cute, but Ain is trying to make the man's first blowjob the best one (so far) and so he's not going to just deepthroat him immediately, even if his Whore Senses™ are telling him he needs to. He wants to. So badly. But it's gotta wait.
Good news: He can listen to Vash make his little sounds all day and not get bored. It's a genuine treat, to hear him trying and failing not to lose his mind over here.
Vash is about to super not have any braincells left.
It's slow-going to ease him into the sensation — lord knows Ain's first blowjob had him extremely oversensitive in minutes — and also so Ain can savour the moment. He wraps his lips gently around the head and sucks softly, flattening his tongue out over the underside experimentally. It's the least bit of pressure before he slightly pulls back, enough to readjust the angle of his head so that he can lick the underside from tip to base. That's where he stops for the time being, to kiss and lick the base specifically while his hand does the rest of the work.]
So cute... you're doing good so far.
[That is about the last coherent sentence he can get in before the rubbing of his pinfeathers sets off an intense bodily reaction in him; his hips jerk forward into absolutely nothing, a loud moan breaking free from his lips and from there bleeding out into several smaller strings of them. Ain occupies his mouth yet again with Vash in short order, a few more (now-shaky) passes of his tongue before he's taking the man deeper into his mouth, with no intent to let up much this time around.
Of course, he's moaning the entire time, with his nails digging slightly into Vash's hips. He usually doesn't kick off into full-blown moans until he's actually got someone down his throat — a lot of his one-nights in the past had no idea about the spot on his back — so this is sort of a new experience for both of them. Ain takes Vash deeper down his throat with each bob of his head, unable now to give as much praise as he really wants to. He'll do it when he's done, he thinks. Tell Vash he's a good boy and all.]
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Good news: He can listen to Vash make his little sounds all day and not get bored. It's a genuine treat, to hear him trying and failing not to lose his mind over here.
Vash is about to super not have any braincells left.
It's slow-going to ease him into the sensation — lord knows Ain's first blowjob had him extremely oversensitive in minutes — and also so Ain can savour the moment. He wraps his lips gently around the head and sucks softly, flattening his tongue out over the underside experimentally. It's the least bit of pressure before he slightly pulls back, enough to readjust the angle of his head so that he can lick the underside from tip to base. That's where he stops for the time being, to kiss and lick the base specifically while his hand does the rest of the work.]
So cute... you're doing good so far.
[That is about the last coherent sentence he can get in before the rubbing of his pinfeathers sets off an intense bodily reaction in him; his hips jerk forward into absolutely nothing, a loud moan breaking free from his lips and from there bleeding out into several smaller strings of them. Ain occupies his mouth yet again with Vash in short order, a few more (now-shaky) passes of his tongue before he's taking the man deeper into his mouth, with no intent to let up much this time around.
Of course, he's moaning the entire time, with his nails digging slightly into Vash's hips. He usually doesn't kick off into full-blown moans until he's actually got someone down his throat — a lot of his one-nights in the past had no idea about the spot on his back — so this is sort of a new experience for both of them. Ain takes Vash deeper down his throat with each bob of his head, unable now to give as much praise as he really wants to. He'll do it when he's done, he thinks. Tell Vash he's a good boy and all.]