I know you do, baby. [His words are a purr as his hands rise up once more. He shifts off of Wolfwood's lap, freeing himself to pull those boxers off. They're tossed haphazardly to the side, while Vash carefully settles himself between the other man's legs this time. His hands stroke down them, savoring coarse hair and smooth scars until he reaches his calves. His left hand grips, lifting upward in order to tuck that leg over his shoulder. The other rises to his thigh and shoves it to the side, splitting Wolfwood open.]
But I have to get you nice and ready, don't I? [A hum, almost playful.] Will you hand me that bottle, please?
[While he waits, Vash occupies himself with laying kisses against Wolfwood's leg. He goes back and forth, his lower thigh to his upper calf, each time grazing over his knee. It's a very loving touch, despite the position.]
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Date: 2024-02-12 05:23 am (UTC)But I have to get you nice and ready, don't I? [A hum, almost playful.] Will you hand me that bottle, please?
[While he waits, Vash occupies himself with laying kisses against Wolfwood's leg. He goes back and forth, his lower thigh to his upper calf, each time grazing over his knee. It's a very loving touch, despite the position.]