Vashie— [ vash sputters and groans, ducking his head to press his forehead against wolfwood's chest. his dick, the betrayer, twitches again, hardening further, already starting to leak under those clever fingers. ] Do you really need to talk about it?
[ with his chest right there, vash can't help it— he bites down on the curve of wolfwood's pec, mostly just to see how he'd react, and then noses further down, dragging his tongue across wolfwood's nipple before biting down gently. ]
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[ with his chest right there, vash can't help it— he bites down on the curve of wolfwood's pec, mostly just to see how he'd react, and then noses further down, dragging his tongue across wolfwood's nipple before biting down gently. ]