[ how is vash still this gentle and soft and so, so loving? the sweetness of his response and the way he kisses him makes wolfwood's heart skip a beat. the touch of his lips on his is welcome, the hard kiss punctuating what he means to say.
it's the first time someone tells him that he has value, shows him, too, in the way he treasures the gift he'd given him, so much so that he'd fight him for it. he's moved by the sincerity of his actions, his words, and his heart hurts. oh, how wolfwood would give him everything that he can, to make up for all the things he doesn't have.
wolfwood presses close and kisses him back, but this time the kiss is drawn out, longer. more wanting. what he can't put in words, he hopes vash can feel in his kiss. he wants him, he loves him, he cherishes him more than anything else. ]
Silly.
[ he says between kisses, his voice rough as he tries to lighten the mood with a joke. ] You totally just want more gifts from me.
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it's the first time someone tells him that he has value, shows him, too, in the way he treasures the gift he'd given him, so much so that he'd fight him for it. he's moved by the sincerity of his actions, his words, and his heart hurts. oh, how wolfwood would give him everything that he can, to make up for all the things he doesn't have.
wolfwood presses close and kisses him back, but this time the kiss is drawn out, longer. more wanting. what he can't put in words, he hopes vash can feel in his kiss. he wants him, he loves him, he cherishes him more than anything else. ]
Silly.
[ he says between kisses, his voice rough as he tries to lighten the mood with a joke. ] You totally just want more gifts from me.