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PET PERSON MEME

>> premise

Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a concientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be.

The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapien. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed.

Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human.

So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?

As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
All pet types are best suited for certain jobs, and when hunting for one, it is best to search for a type that suits your needs best.
However, a "True Match" - when a pet person bonds with you and only you for the rest of their natural lives - comes naturally, and sometimes takes time before you can find the pet you will be able to give a forever home to.
According to all current research, pet people are completely sentient and like us in many ways. However, it is important to remember that they have many animalistic and feral characteristics. Do not be foolish and think that your pet is a person, despite the facts that many are clothed and may be allowed to read, write, and have "hobbies." Some traditional pet owners may eschew these frivolities, and that is within their right.
Pet people age more quickly than humans, at least physically, and many types have long lifespans. It is not uncommon for pets to be passed through the family. When getting your child their first pet, it's important to keep in mind that just because the pup is tiny now, a grown pet can be jumpy around a small child.
It is important to train a pet. Discipline will be necessary. This does not make you a bad owner. Failure to train early will result in a rebellious pet. Training is especially important if you want your pet to serve as a household servant.
Remember, your pet will be extremely protective of you, especially if you are Truly Bonded. It is best to socialize them early. A socialized pet is a perfect family pet.
These days, unowned and unbonded pet people are allowed to live as strays or "Frees" in certain designated areas. Some even hold "jobs." This is against their best interest, and owners who adopt these strays are to be rewarded. Still, the best place to get pets are from liscenced kennels or breeders.
Some masters find it beneficial to participate in activities with their pets, such as shows and other competitions.
Finally, much has been made about the sexual relationship between pet and master. This is a normal facet of the bond, and humans are sure to find pet people sexually alluring. But beyond that, it is only responsible and prudent for owners to care for their pet's needs. It is a well-known fact that the libidos of pet people are remarkably strong, and when they go into heat, it is usually more convenient for a master to relieve them. There is no risk of pregnancy. All rumors of hybrids are urban legends.
Despite this, masters must remember to not view their pets as romantic partners. Humans should stay with humans.

With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master!

>> how to play

Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies.

So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon.

Rules

Comment with your character and say whether they'd be a master or a pet. Ideally, they could be played as both. Mention what kind of each they'd be and what they'd be like, (ie: "Xx-chan is a bunny girl who is happy to please her master" or "Asterothia is a cat boy who is aloof but loyal to his true master"). For pets, be sure to include features ("wolf ears, tail, teeth).

REMEMBER, pet does not automatically equal submissive and master automatically equal dominant. This is not a BDSM setting though BDSM can be included. How far you want to go with the actual "pet" aspect is up to you, as well. Your pet could just be your slightly-furry roommate or soulmate!
Comment to others.
Play out the scene.

>> prompts

This by no means an all-inclusive list, but it should get you going in the right direction.

First Time Pet/Owner: Usually, pets are gotten at a young age; you're an old dog. Can you learn new tricks?
True Bond: What all masters and pets yearn for...the pet's loyalty and adoration for life.
Love: It's expected for masters to love their pets, but to love them? Romance is strictly forbidden.
Old "Couple": Master and pet have grown together and know each other. You know, know each other.
Loss of Master: The pet has lost their master, perhaps even their True Bond. Is it possible to move on?
Young Master/Older Pet: Pets age quicker than masters, so it's possible to end up with a bit of an "age" difference.
Family Pet: This pet's been raised as part of the family. What happens when their feelings for a family member get more than platonic.
For Your Protection: You don't want to be a master, but you have to take in a pet for their protection lest they be in danger from the general public.
Stray: You're a stray or a "Free." Can you live like this with your biology screaming for you to make a match?
Servant: You're more servant than pet.
All Sex, All the Time: The only purpose for this pet is to service the master, and not in a way that means cleaning their house.
Guard: You're a loyal bodyguard, a service pet. You'll do anything for your master. Anything.
Pet Play: This is for those who prefer to keep their animals on leashes, have them eat from bowls, and keep away from clothing.
Breaking In: Training is important with any pet.
In Love with Another Master...or Pet: To lust after another's master is no better than treason, and to wish to be with another pet just cruel!
Punishment: Bad dog, no nookie!
Heat: All pets go into heat, and it's the responsibility of the owner to take care of this problem. After all, unchecked dry humping kills thousands every year.
Breeding: Breeders know the best qualities in each type and mate the cream of the crop together to continue lines. It's a hobby for some, a calling for others.
Territorial: Hey, hey, other dog person! This is your apartment. Stay the fuck out!
Kennel: Kennels are where unadopted pets are kept. They're generally agreed to be depressing places. Why not volunteer at one, keeping the pets healthy and happy with the kind of affection only humans can show?
Rebelling Against the System: Damn the Man! Pet people are people, too! Just be careful not to get talk. You know what happens to bad pets.
Instant Attraction: You ever just look at someone and know they're the one? That they're...your master? But what if you've been trying to fight it? Well, don't try!
Dominant Pet: You might be the pet, but you call the shots, at least in the bedroom.
Pet Show: Everyone wants to show off how perfect their animal is. Look at that ass! And you'll never believe their special skills...
Therapeutic: Pets, especially those bred for their kindliness, are perfect therapy for those who've been through trauma and heartache.
Jealousy: Who's that around your master? Oh, hell no. They better not be touching them!
Petting: Pet people are absolutely gaga for being touched. Even the most steely ones turn to mush for rubs.
Games: Playing with your pet and giving them exercise is a key to happiness. Of course, with a pet person, you might want to use other toys instead of a ball.

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["Surely you won't die" he says to the man who is dying.

Vash...cannot think. He cannot do anything other than cry out as Ain eats him out until he's nothing more than a quivering puddle on the bedsheets, barely able to make a sound much less words that make sense. By this point, any neighbors underneath them probably are already well aware that wild sex is happening above them, and Vash could honestly care less. It's a good thing Ain is holding him up, because Vash...isn't able to push himself back up properly once he's fallen down against the pillows. He just ends up sort of laying there like that, hands gripping one of said pillows as tight as he can, ass-up, using it to muffle himself occasionally while other times he has no choice but to move his head so he can breathe.

It's abundantly clear by the time Ain has moved to start stroking him while eating him out that these sheets are going to have to be tossed onto the floor for room service in the morning, because Vash is drooling precum onto them, hips bucking at the air, desperate for a release that Ain isn't allowing him to have.]

[Sorry babe your not-boyfriend is a sadist, just a little bit. Vash squirming around and crying out like this is enough to whittle down Ain's resolve little by little, and eventually he does get to the point where it is imperative he fucks the guy brainless. He's not sorry for this at all; the waiting is the best part, in his honest, slutty opinion.

Like before, when Vash is left teetering on the edge, Ain stops. This time, he fully sits up and wipes his own saliva off of his chin with the back of his hand, and then he actually bothers to — miracle of miracles — go for the lube this time.]

Just hang on a little longer for me, alright? You're doing so well.

[It's the first he's talked in a while, on account of his mouth was busy doing other things, but he says it with a warm and loving voice.

He won't waste more time than necessary here, though. First thing is sliding out of the way to get his own pants off, because imagine doing that while his fingers are covered in lube. Second thing is actually opening the lube and coating said fingers, and then he's back to where he was, pressing a finger into Vash to stretch him open. He only teases a little bit this time, as he leans over the man and kisses his shoulder.]

I won't edge you any more from here, so all you need to do is relax.

[He's not going to immediately go full-throttle, though, to give Vash time to adjust. Ain doesn't make quick work of stretching him, but he spends less time trying to get him off like this and more time actually doing the actual work part of this. And eventually, when he pulls back, it's not to tease him again he swears on his life. It's to coat himself with lube and try not to sigh at having any friction at all, even if it's his own hand, and then he pulls Vash back by the hips again and lines up.

Like last night, Ain is slow entering him, just because he doesn't want to hurt Vash at all. He has to give himself pause when he bottoms out, for both of their sakes, because apparently... listening to Vash beg and cry for half an hour really, really riled him up.

Still not sorry though.]

[Is he doing well? Vash doesn't know...he sure doesn't feel like it, because most of this time he's been begging for Ain, openly. Begging for him to do more, or to stop teasing, it could be either since he's been too out of it to put words to the voice. Any time he can think to speak, it's Ain, Ain, Ain, nothing else.

By the time Ain stops again, Vash is utterly wrecked. The very air in the bedroom is too much, too sensitive to his neglected cock as his hips twitch at the denial. He watches Ain blearily as he lays there, his cheeks wet with tears that he's definitely actually been crying at this point, yet he's not even aware of them. And yes, he does expect the prolonged teasing and edging to continue when a finger finally goes in, yet the stretch is a relief, not a frustration. Vash sighs on a broken sound, wishing he could reach out and grab onto Ain in some way yet limited by the way he's still laying on the bed, face down ass up. Every movement of his finger inside, be it to stretch or put pressure on his prostate, earns Ain a whimper from his owner. And when Ain pulls away for what has to be the tenth time so far, Vash sobs.]

Ple-ease...please...

[As if in answer to his prayers, Ain sinks in, finally. It's slow, it's agony, but it's like water to a man in a desert nonetheless. Vash chokes on his own breath, moving to try and push himself back against Ain, wanting him deeper inside for longer.

He needs to cum. He needs to.]

A-...A..aaa aaaain...Ain....please, Ain, please.

Shh-shh, it's alright. [Kisses Vash's shoulder.] You look so lovely like this, you know?

[He probably does not. One day, mirrors will happen. That's contingent upon them breaking into an old Airbnb with a mirror on the ceiling or something still, though. This is, like last night, a view only for Ain. Maybe he should feel bad about the tears in Vash's eyes, but to him, this is just something that happens. He'll just aftercare the hell out of Vash when they're done, it's fine.

Vash will not be left hanging much longer, though, not when Ain starts to move — really move, at a faster pace than he's been going all night thus far. It's not harsh, but it's hardly gentle, especially the way he clamps his hands down on Vash's hips hard enough to where his fingers will certainly leave bruises.

Ain leans over and sinks his teeth briefly into his master's shoulder, and quite unlike last night where he was more talk than anything else, all he can do is lose himself to the tight heat. He's trying — trying so fucking hard — not to immediately kick into overdrive for Vash's sake, but that's failing horribly on his part. A few more shallow thrusts is not enough for him, personally, and at some point Ain is too far gone to really think anymore. He can't imagine how Vash feels, if he's being this impatient for once.

So. Ain simply fucks into him harder, Vash's name a prayer on his lips the entire time.]

[You'd think that Vash would be getting frustrated with all of this by now, and to some degree there is frustration to be had. That...doesn't really matter, though. Not when Vash feels this cared for, this loved that Ain would even bother spending this much time to do this in the first place. How much time has it even been, really? Ten minutes? Thirty? An hour? Hours? Vash doesn't know. All he knows is that he's not sure his body can take much more. Over-stimulation bordering on pain, a mix of pleasure and discomfort he didn't think was possible for a body to feel, human or not. And as Ain's hands grip his hips and he fucks into him properly...

Vash wails.

He doesn't pay attention to the line between gentle thrusting and full-on having his spine shattered. It's all the same, all so much that Vash is pretty sure he's going to lose his voice before this is over. Every time their hips connect, the slap of skin-on-skin, Vash cries out. Occasionally between breaths he manages Ain's name, but that's really all he can do right now. Speech is completely beyond him.

And it's so, so good. It feels so good. He thought he was addicted to sex before, but this is on a completely different level. He's almost worried he isn't going to survive it, which would be a feat in itself. Ain, the first person in the world capable of killing a Plant in a way that isn't by stealing away all of their energy to power your house or whatever.

He was never destined to last. Ain maybe gets a minute, 45 second perhaps, of this full-on thrusting as Vash's moans reach a fever pitch, high and keening in the back of his throat. A sort of-]

Ah- ah- ah! AH!!

[Ain will feel it when Vash finally crumbles as his entire body clamps down on him with force, his insides shuddering and every muscle convulsing as he cums. He shoots hard enough onto the sheets that it makes a sound, Vash's moaning garbled in the back of his throat as the pillow catches the worst of the noises leaving him. If it weren't for Ain holding him up, he absolutely would have collapsed straight up.

The pleasure is almost unbearable.]

[Oh baby you made it a whole 45 seconds, congrats, that's longer than he thought you would!!

Logically, at this point, one would stop thrusting. You know, give him a bit of a break, because overstimulation is a real thing that can happen and some people do not enjoy that.

None of this is a thought in Ain's head as he keeps fucking going, just as hard as he was before, although quite a bit slower because Vash is clamping down on him. And Goddess, does that feel fucking incredible.]

Mm... [Ain grips Vash tighter and pulls him back just a fraction of an inch, enough to make sure he doesn't actually collapse into the mess on the sheets.] You're such a good boy, Vash. Did that feel good~?

[The whole time he talks, he's both moaning and thrusting into him, managing through laboured breaths to actually form words and not just sounds against Vash's ear.]

[Vash cannot speak. Ain has broken him. His voice is gone and what sound he does make comes in the form of broken little whimpers, stuttered out of him like the air leaking from a deflating balloon. It doesn't help that Ain is still moving, but if Vash had it in him to say so? He would beg him to keeep going. Don't stop, do not stop until he's dead.

The best he can do is nod his head before it flops back down onto the pillow again, his face slicked with tears and drool. If Ain ever wanted to see what a completely fucked-out virgin looked like, well. He's got his answer right here.]

[He's burning that expression into his memories so that he can close his eyes tonight and think real hard about his fucked-out former-virgin, thanks.]

So cute... nnh— [The more he tries to talk — or to think of words to say that aren't "you're pretty :)" and "I like you :)" — the more he finds that he can't do that at all, actually, and that the only thing that'll come out of his mouth is moaning.] Oh, Vash... Vash, you're so tight...

[Gorgeous. He's so fucking beautiful all blissed out like this, moaning and completely incoherent. Ain is unrelenting in his thrusts, making sure he hits dead-on his partner's prostate even if he's long past the point of orgasm right now. He's got time until his body recovers, in any case, and Ain is... not helping. At all.

It's not long, though, until the rough rocking of his hips grows uneven, and Ain fully shuts up only to pant and moan and whine into Vash's ear, leaning over him to take a shaky breath and nip the shell of his ear. He's close, a few more thrusts and he'll be there, and Ain grits his teeth and squeezes the other's hipbones and—]

Goddess, Vash, you feel so good—

[He buries himself deep, leaning his forehead down against Vash's shoulder as he climaxes, and it's not by any means a small amount. Ain pulses and fills him, never actually stopping his movements until he's officially good and finished and even then, it takes him an extra few seconds to register that he's basically just flooded the guy and that he's done for now.

With that, Ain is sorry, but he's going to collapse on top of Vash now, still buried in him. He figures Vash is already on his way to collapse, so he might as well just make it worse while he catches his breath.]

[Haha, oh. Long past the point of orgasm is correct. But Ain would do well to recall that his precious owner, his master here...is not just a virgin, but also not human. His body doesn't function by the same rules a mortal frame does, at least not exactly. He has to eat and drink to survive, but he lives differently. He's built differently. Does a refractory period exist, for Vash? Probably.

But right now, he's been teased and edged within an inch of his life. He's never felt closer to death, or at least a death he wouldn't be afraid to welcome. He has to focus on just remembering to breathe as Ain moans pretty in his ear, whispering sweet nothings that he'll remember mostly later, when he's coherent and can actually process things properly. At this point, his spent cock has been drooling precum onto the sheets, an impossible feat, yet it's remained wet this entire time all the same.

He whimpers Ain's name in a whisper a few more times, wishing more than anything that he could turn over and hug him, or kiss him, but he can't. He just lays there and takes it, his back screaming from holding this pose for so long, his knees aching and begging for relief.

Then...Ain hits his own peak, finally. He cums, treating Vash to his first ever experience of being filled up like this, the warmth flooding his system in a way that wakes him up from his pleasure-haze long enough for his body to once more tighten up around his lover, his hands fisting the sheets. He lets out a startled, shattered cry, and cums again. He cums until he's squirting, cumming clear on the sheets, and.

Let's just say Vash's body can simply take no more.

Conveniently as Ain collapses on top of him, Vash too succumbs and collapses heavily onto the mattress, his arms and legs unable to hold him up any longer.

He's gone. He's passed out.]

[Here Ain is thinking that he's going to lovingly make pillow talk before they move on to the next thing, and... nope. When he talks and there's no response, he has an internal moment of panic like did I kill him is he dead before he catches the rise and fall of Vash's chest. Okay. He's alive. He's not dead. Ain did not make "little deaths" literal.

Boy, the heart attack, come on.]

Haha... I didn't mean to knock you out, [he whispers to Vash's, erm, almost-corpse,] I'm sorry. It was cute how you came twice, though.

[boy he cannot hear you he died.

Ain would have loved to spend longer just. In Vash. but the guy is unconscious, and Ain feels bad that he's sort of fainted in a pool of his own fluids, so. He pulls out, sighs, and sets about cleaning them both up as much as he can. Vash will have to get the rest tomorrow when he bathes, if he can get out of bed at all. From there, uh... Ain's going to just shuffle Vash aside to get the comforter off the bed and replace it with the stolen one, because yeah, the sheets are kind of a nightmare. He's mentally patting himself on the back for stealing this one, though.

With that, he's tucking them both in for the night and flipping the lights off. Vash will wake up with a sleepy bird nuzzled against his chest and surrounded by wings, assuming he wakes up in time for breakfast tomorrow at all. If he sleeps through it, well, Ain will simply go get something and bring it back. No big deal.]

[Yeah no, Vash is Fucking Dead. Or unconscious, at the very least. Ain didn't murder him for real, just came....dangerously close. As such, Vash is pretty much dead weight in bed as Ain maneuvers him around so he can strip the sheets and replace them with the clean comforter he stole, getting everything sorted as best he can. Vash will doubly appreciate Ain going to the trouble of cleaning him up, though he has no idea the storm that awaits him once he actually manages to get into the shower...

His ass, for many reasons, is not going to be happy.

But that's a problem for future Vash to worry about. He isn't expecting to just sleep the whole night, but...the exhaustion overtakes him, he can't not sleep. Especially not if Ain is going to wrap him up in his wings all soft, warm, and cozy, because it's still gently snowing outside. It means that the morning won't bring with it sunlight that wakes them, but instead a sort of muffled haze that rouses you slowly, coaxing you to stay in bed because bed warm.

Bed and bird warm. That's how Vash wakes, much, much later than normal (though not as late as yesterday), with his head resting against the top of Ain's. They won't miss breakfast probably, but with how Vash is feeling right now...he's not sure he wants to move, much less think about getting up.

So he won't. He'll just shift ever so slightly, pulling his fingers through the back of Ain's hair before kissing the top of his head, sleepily. It's all slowly coming back to him now that he's sobered up in two different ways. His body aches, his head hurts, yet he feels...so unbelievably loved that he doesn't care about any of that. He just hugs Ain close to him, finally getting that contact he'd been craving.]

...Ain?

[Ain has a relatively dreamless sleep, but then again, he normally does. It's difficult to knock him out, but when he finally does sleep, it's usually always insanely boring. No exciting dreams to be had. He's pleased, though, when he wakes; he feels a touch less horny compared to yesterday, like maybe he'll survive if Vash starts acting cute again, and very comforted by having the man here with him. Still in his arms, even!

So, when he stirs because Vash is kissing his head and calling his name, he immediately starts happy-trilling. It's become a morning ritual at this point. If Ain doesn't make noise immediately please assume he has died.]

Oh, good! I thought I killed you last night.

[weeeeeeeeeeeell]

Did you sleep well?

[Oh you still killed him, just not in a way that matters don't worry about it-]

Mmm...mmhm...

[Vash's response comes out lazy, still very, very tired, but at least awake. He nuzzles the bird, tucking him in close to his chest despite the million scars that probably make it not super comfortable to be laying against. For once, he's not really thinking about any of that.]

I didn't mean t'fall asleep...

[They were having sex! Though Vash does assume they would have been...you know. Done, after that.

Oh how little he knows.]

Haha, it's okay. I didn't realise I was being so rough with you! You were being very cute all day yesterday, and I couldn't take it anymore.

[Ain hums.]

We'll work on your stamina a bit later on.

[Hint hint as it turns out he was not actually done with you, but Ain respectfully realises that maybe absolutely murdering a man his second time ever having sex was probably........ not. the best idea he's ever had.]

Mmmmno...not rough...just a little...um...

[.......................zzz.....

Wait no he's awake]

A lot....but in a good way.

[Vash wouldn't have wanted it any other way, if he's honest. Ain blew him out of the water, and by extension also blew his back out and he thanks him for it.]

Haha, that was the point. It's better when you have to hold back for so long, I think.

[Er, well, not so much "holding back" as "Ain is a freak and motherfucker and loves watching his partners squirm".

He cranes his head up to kiss Vash's jawline. And yes, he wore the collar to sleep, so that tag is going to graze over Vash's skin while he adjusts.]

Do you want to continue sleeping?

[Vash had been wondering about that, actually...and it makes him feel all fuzzy inside, knowing Ain kept the collar on this whole time. He can hear it jingle softly as he moves, and it makes his heart skip a beat.

He shakes his head no...but also isn't moving to get up, instead pressing his face to the side of Ain's, then lips to his cheek in return.]

Mmn. Shouldn't sleep more...

[...]

Lay here with me for a little while...please?

[Admittedly, Vash is a little disappointed in himself for crashing so early and suddenly. He would have loved to have just cuddled with Ain for a while, and he feels like he missed out on that. At least now, in the early morning, he can get a little bit of it.]

You'd be hard-pressed to get rid of me at this point.

[That's Ain for "yes I would love to lay here thank you". He's already comfortable, but he wiggles to adjust slightly so that they can look each other in the eye. Ain places a hand on Vash's shoulder, letting his thumb idly rub circles into the skin, over a bruise he left on his collar.]

You were so cute, [he says again, but this time he's not talking about "all day yesterday" and he's specifically talking about the dicking down itself,] whining and begging and all.

[Insert romantic sigh here, yes that is exactly how Ain sees the situation.]

I think you're perfect... and now that I'm thinking of it, I still want to decorate you in gold.

[It's been a bit since he brought up the Bird Mating Ritual.]

[Vash like :3? The what?

The idea of Ain decorating him isn't too surprising though, since he's mentioned time and again that he likes shiny things. Things that glitter and sparkle and seem like they're worth a lot, that's Ain's bag. It's why Vash chose the design of the collar that he did, actually, since it gives the impression of cracked marble filled with gold.

Ain calling him cute leaves Vash blushing about it immediately, and for a moment he has to hide his face against the side of Ain's neck, tensing just briefly when he feels a little ghost of pain from those bruises. He hasn't even had a chance to look at himself in the mirror yet, but if he looks at all like how he feels right now?

Oh, boy.]

I couldn't help it...it felt so good.

[He sighs that as he reminisces, sagging against Ain's front.]

I thought I was gonna die...

Haha, that wasn't the goal at all! The goal was to make you cum like five times and then pass out.

[Ain—]

Oh, but I'm glad you had fun! I want to give you the best, you know. I think you deserve that much.

[Vash, stop hiding, he must kiss you.]

[Don’t worry Ain, he will resurface after a moment. He wants to look into those pretty eyes of yours after all.]

Five? Aw, I think it was only two…

[He’s? Pretty sure?? That second one was kindof a blur.]

[Ain can't help but laugh at that, all bright and cheerful despite the fact that they're both clearly still exhausted. Oh, Vash, honey...]

Mm, well! It can be hard to put up with that much without stamina practice. Trust me.

[Ain used to be a blushing virgin once, if you can believe it, and now he's feral and a slut.]

I'm just happy spending the time with you. Oh! And besides! You're getting proper rest now!!

[One could argue that this rest is anything but proper, yet Ain has a point. This is probably the hardest Vash has slept in decades, and though he’s still sore and tired, he’s happy. He could just lay here all day doing nothing and for once probably wouldn’t feel guilty about it.]

Mmm…you must have a lot of practice, Ain!

[He somehow manages to make that kind of statement sound genuine, it’s a miracle.]

[Please, they need a day of doing nothing other than enjoying each other's company. Which... yeah, that was sort of what yesterday was, but now the nothing part has to happen. Except Ain eventually will have to go get them money, but.

The comment makes him laugh. Vash is so genuine... Ain almost wishes he could be like that all the time. But who would he be if he wasn't obfuscating emotions he doesn't understand and lying through his teeth?]

I was the town bicycle some time ago, before you found me. It was my delayed gay awakening.

[He was not Allowed because Religion, so, uh...]

It spun me into a bit of overdrive, admittedly. I can be pretty active... maybe because I didn't have the opportunity before? [That and he's a pet, so. Uh, mating instincts?]

[Vash has to think about that one for a moment. Town...bicycle? Why would he be a bi- oooooh.

Okay he gets it now.

He shifts a little, resting his temple against Ain's.]

I mean...I can't really blame you. It's kindof addicting.

["""Kindof"""]

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