[Vash honestly could be doing a lot more than he is right now even, clumsy and uncoordinated as his movements are. He wants to really get at Ain's wings, because he knows above everything else, that's the spot that really makes him sing. If he could just get his mouth there again...
But suddenly, his attention is distracted. He tilts his head a bit away from Ain's neck to look and see where his own legs are situated, as if he's forgotten in the last five minutes of them putting their hands all over each other. It takes him a moment to resituate, but once he has, it means that Ain is sitting right up on his leg with plenty of room to rut against him to his heart's content, all while Vash is getting nice and personal with those baby feathers on the base of his wings.]
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But suddenly, his attention is distracted. He tilts his head a bit away from Ain's neck to look and see where his own legs are situated, as if he's forgotten in the last five minutes of them putting their hands all over each other. It takes him a moment to resituate, but once he has, it means that Ain is sitting right up on his leg with plenty of room to rut against him to his heart's content, all while Vash is getting nice and personal with those baby feathers on the base of his wings.]
There...s'that better?