[ god but this is worth it -- vash is finally kissing him and he moans shamelessly into it, delighted by the taste of him. he's addicted to vash's kisses, hand curling in his hair to keep him close, tipping his head back to feel the warmth of his fingers down his heaving chest, taut abs, and down his happy trail to his -- ]
Mmmmh --
[ another little moan, and he's rolling his hips, eager to lean into his stroke, wanting more. mouth parted, his free hand comes to try to push his jacket off his shoulder. ]
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Mmmmh --
[ another little moan, and he's rolling his hips, eager to lean into his stroke, wanting more. mouth parted, his free hand comes to try to push his jacket off his shoulder. ]
Speaking of keeping things up --