[ oh, this is so absolutely endearing. wolfwood is smiling when vash practically melts into him, and the sound that he makes is so magical; it's like pleasing a purring kitten. he presses kisses to the crown of his head and makes an equally sleepy hum of approval, light fingers trailing over his biceps, then his jaw and cheek to tease. ]

She won't worry. She's smart, you know. She'll figure it out and judge you.

[ he teases him, before nuzzling against the crown of his head and breathing him in. ]

You should bite me again, near where you just did.