[The smile that blooms across his face is almost too warm, too delighted to be at place with their current situation. Only Vash the Stampede could beam like the sun when trying to top his boyfriend. No one is really that surprised.]
Good boy. [He takes a moment for just a bit more affectionate staring.] Now, get comfy against the pillows, yeah?
[He releases Wolfwood's face for the time being, and carefully eases himself back away from the bed. Instead, he trots over to the bedside table, where he fiddles around and pulls out a bottle. He sets it against a pillow for the time being, before reaching down to start pulling his shirt off.]
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Date: 2024-02-04 05:23 pm (UTC)Good boy. [He takes a moment for just a bit more affectionate staring.] Now, get comfy against the pillows, yeah?
[He releases Wolfwood's face for the time being, and carefully eases himself back away from the bed. Instead, he trots over to the bedside table, where he fiddles around and pulls out a bottle. He sets it against a pillow for the time being, before reaching down to start pulling his shirt off.]