[If Ain says it's necessary, then Vash believes him. He's the one with the experience here, so who is he to argue otherwise? Plus, he's kindof...really enjoying the attention, so he isn't going to complain. It's not often that he's the one taken care of, when Vash spends most of his time and energy trying to save other people (or remove himself from situations where he's putting people he cares about in danger). He lays there and tries to be patient and a Good Boy about it, his expression tightening every so often when something feels a little too tight, or Weird(tm). Again, the pain he's feeling is minimal and easy to look past, it's just...not pleasurable, is the thing. Like he guesses he can feel...a little hint of a distant something, but it's a far cry from being sucked off. It's a little bit worrying, actually. He doesn't want to be disappointing, but it doesn't feel...
He turns his head a little, watching Ain past blonde lashes as he works him over. The distracting does help as Vash melts into the kisses he receives, occasionally softly moaning or whimpering when Ain kisses near his neck. The trilling is very comforting, and if they weren't busy right now, he'd be liable to just fall asleep to it, honestly.
Vash isn't sure exactly how much time passes as he lays there with his legs spread, eventually looking up towards the ceiling. He's tempted to ask Ain if there's something specific he should be doing, or a feeling he needs to be looking for...when Ain suddenly adds a second finger to the mix. It takes little searching and persuasion to find what he's looking for (Vash has no fucking idea), and when Ain finally manages to hit it? Vash lets out a noise that's so sharp and sudden that it almost sounds pained, and his knees suddenly come together so fast that he hits Ain's sides with them accidentally. He's too stunned to realize it for a second as he shakes against the spike of pleasure that just zapped him like a bolt of lightning, leaving him gasping and digging at the sheets with a free hand.
Eventually his legs relax enough to slide away from the vice-grip he'd had on Ain, gaze bleary as he looks up at him like he just unlocked the mysteries of the universe or something.]
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He turns his head a little, watching Ain past blonde lashes as he works him over. The distracting does help as Vash melts into the kisses he receives, occasionally softly moaning or whimpering when Ain kisses near his neck. The trilling is very comforting, and if they weren't busy right now, he'd be liable to just fall asleep to it, honestly.
Vash isn't sure exactly how much time passes as he lays there with his legs spread, eventually looking up towards the ceiling. He's tempted to ask Ain if there's something specific he should be doing, or a feeling he needs to be looking for...when Ain suddenly adds a second finger to the mix. It takes little searching and persuasion to find what he's looking for (Vash has no fucking idea), and when Ain finally manages to hit it? Vash lets out a noise that's so sharp and sudden that it almost sounds pained, and his knees suddenly come together so fast that he hits Ain's sides with them accidentally. He's too stunned to realize it for a second as he shakes against the spike of pleasure that just zapped him like a bolt of lightning, leaving him gasping and digging at the sheets with a free hand.
Eventually his legs relax enough to slide away from the vice-grip he'd had on Ain, gaze bleary as he looks up at him like he just unlocked the mysteries of the universe or something.]
A....Ain...?