[The inexperienced ones are always fun. From their reactions to what Ain considers simple things, to the curiosity, to the way little touches set blood ablaze... quite fun indeed, he thinks. He's been around the block a time or two. Vash, for all his inexperience, is ready and rearing to go.
Ain rather likes that about him. Leaving hickeys on someone isn't as easy as it seems, but just the sensation alone of Vash trying — and probably succeeding, fuck, they'll find out tomorrow — is riling Ain way the fuck up. He totally does want to be covered in all manner of bruises and bitemarks at the end, yes, and he ekes out a moan about it. Like there was any question in anyone's mind about the things Ain is into.
He jerks his hips forward into Vash's, the slower rock now going to nearly full-on rutting. He's not sure if he wants to press back into Vash's hands, or grind on his hips, so. Both. Both will do.]
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Ain rather likes that about him. Leaving hickeys on someone isn't as easy as it seems, but just the sensation alone of Vash trying — and probably succeeding, fuck, they'll find out tomorrow — is riling Ain way the fuck up. He totally does want to be covered in all manner of bruises and bitemarks at the end, yes, and he ekes out a moan about it. Like there was any question in anyone's mind about the things Ain is into.
He jerks his hips forward into Vash's, the slower rock now going to nearly full-on rutting. He's not sure if he wants to press back into Vash's hands, or grind on his hips, so. Both. Both will do.]
That's it... mm, you learn quickly, don't you?