In that case, Vash may die. Literally. And he can't say he minds the notion at all. He tilts his head back and groans as Ain kisses him, bites him, marks him, eyes already fluttering like just the act of being kissed is making him more inebriated than he already was.
To his question, Vash shakes his head blearily, reaching up with his prosthetic hand to cradle the back of the bird's head, lightly pulling his fingers through the silver locks he finds there.]
I...I just want you. Please.
[Remember the laws of this land, Vash has forgotten them.]
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Ain went easy on him before, huh...
In that case, Vash may die. Literally. And he can't say he minds the notion at all. He tilts his head back and groans as Ain kisses him, bites him, marks him, eyes already fluttering like just the act of being kissed is making him more inebriated than he already was.
To his question, Vash shakes his head blearily, reaching up with his prosthetic hand to cradle the back of the bird's head, lightly pulling his fingers through the silver locks he finds there.]
I...I just want you. Please.
[Remember the laws of this land, Vash has forgotten them.]