[Ain you can’t expect Vash to be able to handle it if you’re going to bite on his neck holy shit. Vash gasps, eyes widening, and for a moment he fears he’s just going to lose control of his knees and fall to the damn floor. He manages to Not do that, keeping his hands firm on Ain so he stays upright. If they were to enable each other, they would just be climbing back in bed again, honestly. It’s so hard. Please help him.
Vash tilts his head forward, his forehead thumping gently against Ain’s. His gaze is a little hazy and unfocused, because all of that kissing has left him feeling more than just a little hot under the collar. He’s going to die.]
You can…uh… [/dialup tone] …do that more….later…
[He does not WANT it to be later, but. They must.]
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Vash tilts his head forward, his forehead thumping gently against Ain’s. His gaze is a little hazy and unfocused, because all of that kissing has left him feeling more than just a little hot under the collar. He’s going to die.]
You can…uh… [/dialup tone] …do that more….later…
[He does not WANT it to be later, but. They must.]