Just... need a minute. [ It's a quiet, whispered word, mumbled into Knives' mouth as Vash very steadily gains his self-control. He's the one in the driver's seat right now, but he doesn't plan to drive the car until he's certain he can read the dashboard and hold the steering wheel, to make this metaphor really serious. He chases another languid, lingering kiss from his brother, a soft, pleased hum pulled from him when the split of his lip zings with the smallest fraction of pain. Another roll of his hips grinds them together again and the sensation of it finally warms him rather than ricochets him towards the stratosphere.
He offers his brother one last kiss that's punctuated by a little lilting laugh. Anything, huh? He pushes himself up to his knees again, thighs straddling his brother's hips as he presses his back against Nai's legs as he drinks in the affectionate expression on his brother's face, the way he looks at him with such hunger and immediate, undivided attention. Maybe, normally, it would be overwhelming but right now it's all he wants. A moment of self-indulgence that he would only allow with Nai. He grins a little, the shape of it a little lopsided, a little mischievous. He realizes that his brother is operating a little in the dark, and that reminder is more than a little alluring. ]
Ready? [ It's all the warning Nai is going to get before Vash settles his hands upon his chest and starts to move. It's a circular grind at first, enough to tease the both of them, but then he lifts himself, his body dragging him up off of his brother's cock only to drag back down again with a flex of his muscles in a slow, achingly slow rhythm. Each arch of his hips drags Nai against the heat of him, and before long, Vash can't hold back the sounds panted past his lips. He's never been quiet when it comes to most things in his life, sex, apparently, isn't any different.
He does, however, still have it in him to keep the pace steady, slow, and purposefully teasing, pushing for more of the sweet words he's been getting from the source he's realizing he's wanted to hear them from for a long, long time. ]
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He offers his brother one last kiss that's punctuated by a little lilting laugh. Anything, huh? He pushes himself up to his knees again, thighs straddling his brother's hips as he presses his back against Nai's legs as he drinks in the affectionate expression on his brother's face, the way he looks at him with such hunger and immediate, undivided attention. Maybe, normally, it would be overwhelming but right now it's all he wants. A moment of self-indulgence that he would only allow with Nai. He grins a little, the shape of it a little lopsided, a little mischievous. He realizes that his brother is operating a little in the dark, and that reminder is more than a little alluring. ]
Ready? [ It's all the warning Nai is going to get before Vash settles his hands upon his chest and starts to move. It's a circular grind at first, enough to tease the both of them, but then he lifts himself, his body dragging him up off of his brother's cock only to drag back down again with a flex of his muscles in a slow, achingly slow rhythm. Each arch of his hips drags Nai against the heat of him, and before long, Vash can't hold back the sounds panted past his lips. He's never been quiet when it comes to most things in his life, sex, apparently, isn't any different.
He does, however, still have it in him to keep the pace steady, slow, and purposefully teasing, pushing for more of the sweet words he's been getting from the source he's realizing he's wanted to hear them from for a long, long time. ]