[Vash wishes he could appreciate the nuances of what Ain is doing here, he really does. But the fact of the matter is…he’s never been this horny in his damn life, so all he can focus on is how it feels. He feels like he can’t quite catch his breath properly as Ain works him over, Vash visibly struggling to stay still because his hips instinctively want to move. He’s careful though, but at the very least his feet will shuffle across the floor around Ain every so often, a whimper muffled by him biting at his lip or the inside of his cheek. Again, they’re not supposed to BE here, they can’t be heard…
Yet Vash ends up choking on another exclamation of Ain’s name as he doubles over slightly, suddenly keenly aware of the fact that he’s dribbling precum all over himself. Not that it matters, Ain is quick to lap it up as if it was never there, leaving Vash flustered and muttering the bird’s name like a mantra.]
Ain…Ain…feels good…
[And then oh. Oh.
Vash’s good hand suddenly flies to Ain’s head when he takes him deeper into his mouth, presenting him with a sensation that is 10x as effective as the last. The moan that leaves him this time borders on a sob (a good thing) as he holds his palm firm against the crown of Ain’s head, his knees quaking around him.]
N-ah! Ah!!
[He can feel something building, now. It manifests as a pleasant ache in his length, a tight curl of arousal in the pit of his stomach. His hips cant forwards in spite of himself, mouth half open as he pants. He’s already close-]
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Yet Vash ends up choking on another exclamation of Ain’s name as he doubles over slightly, suddenly keenly aware of the fact that he’s dribbling precum all over himself. Not that it matters, Ain is quick to lap it up as if it was never there, leaving Vash flustered and muttering the bird’s name like a mantra.]
Ain…Ain…feels good…
[And then oh. Oh.
Vash’s good hand suddenly flies to Ain’s head when he takes him deeper into his mouth, presenting him with a sensation that is 10x as effective as the last. The moan that leaves him this time borders on a sob (a good thing) as he holds his palm firm against the crown of Ain’s head, his knees quaking around him.]
N-ah! Ah!!
[He can feel something building, now. It manifests as a pleasant ache in his length, a tight curl of arousal in the pit of his stomach. His hips cant forwards in spite of himself, mouth half open as he pants. He’s already close-]
Ai- Ain…ain- aihhh-nnn-!!