You'd be hard-pressed to get rid of me at this point.

[That's Ain for "yes I would love to lay here thank you". He's already comfortable, but he wiggles to adjust slightly so that they can look each other in the eye. Ain places a hand on Vash's shoulder, letting his thumb idly rub circles into the skin, over a bruise he left on his collar.]

You were so cute, [he says again, but this time he's not talking about "all day yesterday" and he's specifically talking about the dicking down itself,] whining and begging and all.

[Insert romantic sigh here, yes that is exactly how Ain sees the situation.]

I think you're perfect... and now that I'm thinking of it, I still want to decorate you in gold.

[It's been a bit since he brought up the Bird Mating Ritual.]