[Vash feels a full body shudder pass through him inwardly with the way Ain has begun to trace circles into his chest, and even through the fabric of his shirt it almost feels like too much. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, brows furrowing, yet he's...not interested in moving his hands away from Ain's back at all. On the contrary, he seems to be doing the opposite...his flesh-and-blood hand ever so lightly brushing across his spine and down to the small of his back, while the metal one stays close to his wings. Not quite touching their base, but definitely brushing the feathertips with the backs of his knuckles.
And, well. As for making up for lost time...
Vash's leverage with his hand at the small of Ain's back allows him to lift him a touch higher in his lap, bringing him closer so he can more easily press their lips together, again. Brief...but not so brief as last time.]
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And, well. As for making up for lost time...
Vash's leverage with his hand at the small of Ain's back allows him to lift him a touch higher in his lap, bringing him closer so he can more easily press their lips together, again. Brief...but not so brief as last time.]
Mmm...