[ he shouldn't be possessive, vash knows, but when wolfwood looks at him like that, when he can feel the length of wolfwood's dick against his, it's hard to say no.
vash doesn't want to say no, either. it's hard to tell what wolfwood wants, but he did ask....
so vash takes a chance and nods, biting down on the other side of his chest, right around the nipple. he doesn't break skin, but he's firm about it this time; if wolfwood doesn't use any of the serum, he'll have a bite mark for a while. ]
All mine. [ he whispers it softly, then dares to look up at wolfwood ]
[ wolfwood doesn't usually let himself go for things like this; it's too personal, makes him too vulnerable, especially when he actually gets to ask for what he wants. he's not used to it, this unfamiliar path they're going down on, but vash makes it so easy, makes it so that he wants this, and he hisses in pain when he bites down.
pain is familiar. pain is good. he wants to carry something that vash does to him, and this? this is perfect.
his fingers thread into his hair and tightens, his eyes dark with want. he's pulling him up, before rolling vash over to pin him to the bed. ]
All mine.
[ he echoes, because he wants vash, too, and his tits are throbbing, god, the ache feels so good. ] You make me feel so fuckin' horny all the time, Spikey. 'm gonna be feeling these on my tits for awhile.
[ vash goes along with wolfwood easily, letting him pin him to the bed. he blinks up at wolfwood, smiling softly. he can see the bite marks he's left behind on wolfwood's chest, even through his chest hair, which makes something swell in his heart.
he has this. he has wolfwood. he doesn't know for how long, but he'll take this. ]
You wanted them to hurt like that. [ vash wraps a leg around his hips, rocking up against him. ] I'll kiss them better later.
[ he admits, and it feels liberating to say that, to tell him so, and he's grinning, too, appreciative of the smile he sees on that pretty, pretty face. his thumb comes to stroke over his beauty mark, and he takes vash's hand, guiding it over his fuzzy chest, wanting him to touch.
vash has wolfwood, for however long it may be (maybe for always, even if wolfwood can't see beyond july). he leans down to kiss his mouth, licking between his lips to urge him into an open-mouthed, sensuous kiss, moaning softly at how good vash's cock feels, rubbing up against his own. ]
[ vash runs his hand over wolfwood's pecs, careful and gentle over those bite marks, although he does tease his nipples, tweaking one with his fingers, just to see wolfwood's face as he does so. even as they kiss, he keeps teasing wolfwood, fingers slipping through his chest hair. ]
You ready to go again? [ vash absolutely can; would easily go again even if his dick wasn't hard, but he's hard now, starting to leak at the tip as he rocks against wolfwood. he's reluctant to pull too far away, his question whispered against wolfwood's lips. ]
[ wolfwood winces, but there's a light in his eyes and the way he leans into him gives it away -- he likes the tweak, and his nipples are stiffening, peaking under his attentions.
his hands come to hitch vash's hips up with his, aligning their dicks before he grinds into him, coaxing his legs around his waist.
his fingers come to seek his hole out, circling the rim before pushing his index finger into him, sighing with pleasure when he notices how slippery he is, still, sticky from when they'd fucked. he lowers his head to press his forehead to his, to kiss him as he gently nudges his second finger into him, feeling how wet and sticky he still is inside. ]
I am. I'm dying to be inside you again. You still hot for me, babe?
[ vash rocks against his fingers with a groan, enjoying wolfwood's fingers inside him. ] Your fingers always feel so much better than mine, Wolfwood. I want— [ he breaks off with a whimper as wolfwood pushes his fingers in deeper and their dicks brush against each other.
he's not sure how he ended up here, but he wants this desperately. ]
Please, Nick. I'm burning up, please, I want you so much.
[ and with that, he pulls his fingers out -- he's not that cruel, and vash's sweet pleas pretty much get to him faster and deeper than he'll ever admit. he leans down to kiss him again, again and again, grasping his own dick so he can line it up and push it inside him, nice and slow.
he takes his time penetrating him, slowly, gently, making sure he feels every inch as he's stretched around his thick, throbbing shaft. breath hitching, wolfwood can only think to say: ]
[ he feels every inch as wolfwood slowly sinks into him, making him gasp. he loves it when they fuck rough and hard and dirty, but there's a special place in him for moments like these, when it's tender and calmer but no less intense, almost overwhelming.
vash loops his arms around wolfwood's neck, threading the fingers of one hand in his dark hair. ]
You're so good for me, Wolfwood. [ he kisses him, wrapping a leg around his hips as wolfwood bottoms out. ] making me feel so good.
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vash doesn't want to say no, either. it's hard to tell what wolfwood wants, but he did ask....
so vash takes a chance and nods, biting down on the other side of his chest, right around the nipple. he doesn't break skin, but he's firm about it this time; if wolfwood doesn't use any of the serum, he'll have a bite mark for a while. ]
All mine. [ he whispers it softly, then dares to look up at wolfwood ]
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pain is familiar. pain is good. he wants to carry something that vash does to him, and this? this is perfect.
his fingers thread into his hair and tightens, his eyes dark with want. he's pulling him up, before rolling vash over to pin him to the bed. ]
All mine.
[ he echoes, because he wants vash, too, and his tits are throbbing, god, the ache feels so good. ] You make me feel so fuckin' horny all the time, Spikey. 'm gonna be feeling these on my tits for awhile.
[ means: no serum. ]
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he has this. he has wolfwood. he doesn't know for how long, but he'll take this. ]
You wanted them to hurt like that. [ vash wraps a leg around his hips, rocking up against him. ] I'll kiss them better later.
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[ he admits, and it feels liberating to say that, to tell him so, and he's grinning, too, appreciative of the smile he sees on that pretty, pretty face. his thumb comes to stroke over his beauty mark, and he takes vash's hand, guiding it over his fuzzy chest, wanting him to touch.
vash has wolfwood, for however long it may be (maybe for always, even if wolfwood can't see beyond july). he leans down to kiss his mouth, licking between his lips to urge him into an open-mouthed, sensuous kiss, moaning softly at how good vash's cock feels, rubbing up against his own. ]
Lemme fuck you first.
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You ready to go again? [ vash absolutely can; would easily go again even if his dick wasn't hard, but he's hard now, starting to leak at the tip as he rocks against wolfwood. he's reluctant to pull too far away, his question whispered against wolfwood's lips. ]
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his hands come to hitch vash's hips up with his, aligning their dicks before he grinds into him, coaxing his legs around his waist.
his fingers come to seek his hole out, circling the rim before pushing his index finger into him, sighing with pleasure when he notices how slippery he is, still, sticky from when they'd fucked. he lowers his head to press his forehead to his, to kiss him as he gently nudges his second finger into him, feeling how wet and sticky he still is inside. ]
I am. I'm dying to be inside you again. You still hot for me, babe?
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he's not sure how he ended up here, but he wants this desperately. ]
Please, Nick. I'm burning up, please, I want you so much.
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he takes his time penetrating him, slowly, gently, making sure he feels every inch as he's stretched around his thick, throbbing shaft. breath hitching, wolfwood can only think to say: ]
Vash...
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vash loops his arms around wolfwood's neck, threading the fingers of one hand in his dark hair. ]
You're so good for me, Wolfwood. [ he kisses him, wrapping a leg around his hips as wolfwood bottoms out. ] making me feel so good.