[Vash, as Ain well knows, has little experience when it comes to fooling around, having sex, and all that. The only experience he does have has been with Ain, and it's not like they've slept together more than a small handful of times at this point. He only knows what he's had done to him, things he's able to recall and mimic to hopefully similar effects.
Fortunately for Ain, Vash's memory is near photographic. And when Ain doubles down on telling Vash that it's hot for him to take charge? Well...he's just going to have to take that to heart.
So, with Ain sitting pretty on Vash's hips, he stops talking so that he can instead focus on pressing his lips to the side of Ain's pristine neck, completely unmarked since it's been over a week now since they've really had hands on one another, never mind the fact that Vash never kissed Ain quite the same way Ain kissed him.
Now? He's pressing his lips firm to the hollow of his throat, bringing him in close against his chest so that he can more easily reach his pulse, pausing just long enough to recall what exactly Ain would do here...before remembering how the sensation of having his skin suckled felt, and copying it.
He totally wants his neck covered in hickeys, right?]
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[Vash, as Ain well knows, has little experience when it comes to fooling around, having sex, and all that. The only experience he does have has been with Ain, and it's not like they've slept together more than a small handful of times at this point. He only knows what he's had done to him, things he's able to recall and mimic to hopefully similar effects.
Fortunately for Ain, Vash's memory is near photographic. And when Ain doubles down on telling Vash that it's hot for him to take charge? Well...he's just going to have to take that to heart.
So, with Ain sitting pretty on Vash's hips, he stops talking so that he can instead focus on pressing his lips to the side of Ain's pristine neck, completely unmarked since it's been over a week now since they've really had hands on one another, never mind the fact that Vash never kissed Ain quite the same way Ain kissed him.
Now? He's pressing his lips firm to the hollow of his throat, bringing him in close against his chest so that he can more easily reach his pulse, pausing just long enough to recall what exactly Ain would do here...before remembering how the sensation of having his skin suckled felt, and copying it.
He totally wants his neck covered in hickeys, right?]