[ wolfwood's tongue is the best distraction, especially as his lips brush over vash's earring. a soft whimper escapes him, almost involuntary, and he shivers; who knew that would be so sensitive?

it's almost good enough to keep vash distracted from realizing what wolfwood is doing, but he wisens up quickly enough when wolfwood starts to shift. vash grumbles out a protest. ]

That's because it's hidden. [ and not very well, vash realizes when he peeks over wolfwood's shoulder to see his jacket, the 'gift' spilling out of his pocket. he flails a little, grabbing wolfwood a little tighter to pull his attention back. ] Don't you know what a gift should be? A surprise!

[ aka, no peeking! ]

I also got you some more lollipops, you were running low. And a new pack of cigarettes for the ones I stole. [ which are still tucked into his jacket as well, and he'll keep those, just in case they've separated like that again. ] They're in my bag, I'll dig them out later.