[ There's something so, so satisfying about dragging a sound like that out of his brother, to hear the breathless tone of his voice and to know that he is the reason Nai's struggling to maintain the composure he so often has. He pushes back at that upward motion of his brother's body, watching the way muscles tense beneath perfect, unmarred skin (well, unmarred save for where he'd bit earlier at least) It makes him feel a little smug, a little proud, and a little pleased with himself. Is he teasing? Yes, but really, unintentionally. Mostly.
Okay.
So maybe he's teasing on purpose. Who can blame him? It's thrilling to have the upper hand, even for just a moment. Especially for something like this. Especially with someone like Nai. It makes his heart beat a little faster to know he's getting this kind of reaction out of his twin brother, the thrill of it enough to override the rumble of nerves he's been pointedly ignoring. ]
Sorry. [ He's not sorry. He does a show of ducking his face to the line of Nai's hip, almost meant to be bashful but it's just an attempt to hide the grin stretching over his mouth. He makes a point to nose over the dip of Nai's hip, peppering kisses and nips over the line that disappears behind that increasingly infuriating fabric.
Eventually, Vash has to shift his body lower, settling his body in between his brother's legs after basically almost bullying a spot for himself there. If he'd had plausible deniability before, with the way he settles where he is, there's little he could do or say to hide what his intentions are while he's down here. His hands slide down to settle at Nai's hips as he ghosts a warm breath right over the shape of what he knows is still hidden underneath that mottled jump suit.
Vash's eyes flick up from where he is, from where they're focused and fixes a heated gaze on his brother. Nai had been feeling playful before, but Vash wonders what thoughts are running through his head now. It's the lightest touch when his mouth drags over that skin tight suit and his eyes only briefly (shyly) glance away from where he keeps it locked on what he can see of Nai's face. There's a lot of confidence in his posture and actions, but it isn't as though this is something he's done before. It's still new, unexplored territory. ]
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Okay.
So maybe he's teasing on purpose. Who can blame him? It's thrilling to have the upper hand, even for just a moment. Especially for something like this. Especially with someone like Nai. It makes his heart beat a little faster to know he's getting this kind of reaction out of his twin brother, the thrill of it enough to override the rumble of nerves he's been pointedly ignoring. ]
Sorry. [ He's not sorry. He does a show of ducking his face to the line of Nai's hip, almost meant to be bashful but it's just an attempt to hide the grin stretching over his mouth. He makes a point to nose over the dip of Nai's hip, peppering kisses and nips over the line that disappears behind that increasingly infuriating fabric.
Eventually, Vash has to shift his body lower, settling his body in between his brother's legs after basically almost bullying a spot for himself there. If he'd had plausible deniability before, with the way he settles where he is, there's little he could do or say to hide what his intentions are while he's down here. His hands slide down to settle at Nai's hips as he ghosts a warm breath right over the shape of what he knows is still hidden underneath that mottled jump suit.
Vash's eyes flick up from where he is, from where they're focused and fixes a heated gaze on his brother. Nai had been feeling playful before, but Vash wonders what thoughts are running through his head now. It's the lightest touch when his mouth drags over that skin tight suit and his eyes only briefly (shyly) glance away from where he keeps it locked on what he can see of Nai's face. There's a lot of confidence in his posture and actions, but it isn't as though this is something he's done before. It's still new, unexplored territory. ]