[ For all that Vash never really uses foul language, the moment Nai's hips roll up and almost, almost get them what they're both clearly angling for without any further negotiation, it will have to be forgiven if he doesn't hiss out a quiet curse that's barely bitten back.
It's no better when the word please comes out of Knives' mouth, and for once it's clear that the both of them have a weakness for the other when it comes for asking (begging) nicely. The thought of it alone sends something red hot to his core, and there's no hiding that Vash has found a second wind. Clearly, refractory periods are for... the birds? ]
Yeah. Yes. [ God, yes. For all that Vash finds he enjoys making his brother writhe and whimper underneath him, the simple implication of his brother wanting to be inside of him is eating away at his resolve to reduce Knives to a puddle just like this. He halts the roll of his hips with a stutter, one hand lifting from Knives' thigh to plant in front of him as he rises slowly up on his knees, almost like if he moves too quickly he might lose his balance.
His other hand moves to break the thread of slick as he wraps it around Knives' dick, sliding his fist over him with one smooth, purposeful pump before he makes an effort to line the length of him up with his hole. It's almost tempting to push forward, to sink down onto him without any further warning or tease, but instead Vash slips his gaze up to meet his brothers with a grin. ]
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It's no better when the word please comes out of Knives' mouth, and for once it's clear that the both of them have a weakness for the other when it comes for asking (begging) nicely. The thought of it alone sends something red hot to his core, and there's no hiding that Vash has found a second wind. Clearly, refractory periods are for... the birds? ]
Yeah. Yes. [ God, yes. For all that Vash finds he enjoys making his brother writhe and whimper underneath him, the simple implication of his brother wanting to be inside of him is eating away at his resolve to reduce Knives to a puddle just like this. He halts the roll of his hips with a stutter, one hand lifting from Knives' thigh to plant in front of him as he rises slowly up on his knees, almost like if he moves too quickly he might lose his balance.
His other hand moves to break the thread of slick as he wraps it around Knives' dick, sliding his fist over him with one smooth, purposeful pump before he makes an effort to line the length of him up with his hole. It's almost tempting to push forward, to sink down onto him without any further warning or tease, but instead Vash slips his gaze up to meet his brothers with a grin. ]
This, right? This is what you want?