[If Vash hasn’t realized yet that words of praise Do Things for Wolfwood, he’ll find out tonight. That good boy causes his toes to curl, and he’s forced to look away quickly, as if Vash isn’t going to see him turning redder by the second. And it doesn’t help that he keeps talking, as Vash is known to do, conveniently asking him a question right as he starts to get the lube involved.
Motherfucker.]
I- haah…ain’t got…nothin’ to be sorry for…
[He turns his head again to the other side, his free hand fisting the sheets a little.]
It’s…hot when you get like this. All…posessive n’shit.
no subject
Motherfucker.]
I- haah…ain’t got…nothin’ to be sorry for…
[He turns his head again to the other side, his free hand fisting the sheets a little.]
It’s…hot when you get like this. All…posessive n’shit.