[Vash is well aware of Ain's erogenous zones at this point, even though he's not deliberately trying to hit them right now, it's...hard not to, when his wings encompass his whole back and it needs to be washed just like everything else. And so do his wings, in fact! That quick worsh in the fountain wasn't near enough. To that end, the trilling is sweet...it makes Vash feel like he's doing a good job.
...at least until he stops singing abruptly, to which Vash- too- falters. Ah...that's not normal. Did he do something wrong? Too much?
He leans in a little, resting his chin on Ain's shoulder.]
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...at least until he stops singing abruptly, to which Vash- too- falters. Ah...that's not normal. Did he do something wrong? Too much?
He leans in a little, resting his chin on Ain's shoulder.]
Ain? You okay?