[ It's funny, maybe, just a little just how desperate and whiny Knives seems to be. Maybe that's why Nai's merciless efforts punch a moan out of his lungs that turns into a laugh. Vash then uses it as an excuse to still his hips and refocus his efforts on his clearly needy older brother. It's the petulant tone of his brother's voice that has Vash reeling a little, a dawning realization settling in that he really, truly, has the ability to wring whatever he wants to out of Knives. If he wanted to make him beg, he probably could. For a moment, he considers it while fighting his own desire to move.
But for a moment: ]
Breathe, Nai. You have to remember to breathe. Stay with me, okay? [ It's a gentle effort to comfort, or at least it seems like it is, but the slight tilt of his head, the expression flickering over his lips and the crinkle of his eyes reveal the true nature of the playful little taunt. He's clearly being just a little cheeky, fully sliding into the understanding that he gets to drive this.
As if it wasn't at least partially clear by the fact he's got his brother underneath him for the second time since they arrived here. The first may not have been in this context, but Knives had been whiny then too. It's very interesting information that Vash thinks he'll keep to himself until moments like these when he gets to use it to his advantage. Not that, in the end, Knives isn't going to benefit also. Vash is, however, merciful. Another roll of his hips follows, grinding them together where they're connected before he sets a new, much less achingly slow pace. He's hard between them, fully recovered from having come only a short while ago. He might have been embarrassed by it earlier but now he's far more interested in chasing after the sensation of Knives' cock dragging against the deepest part of him.
He's just this side of breathless himself even as he attempts to tease his brother more pointedly, one hand sliding up from Nai's chest to touch the side of his face in a gesture that's meant to be gentle and affectionate. It's a bit of a reach, but if he angles himself just right he can still arch his hips and maintain the way he's moving while making it easier for his thumb to trace over the curve of Knives' lower lip, just playing at dragging over hidden sharp canines. ]
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But for a moment: ]
Breathe, Nai. You have to remember to breathe. Stay with me, okay? [ It's a gentle effort to comfort, or at least it seems like it is, but the slight tilt of his head, the expression flickering over his lips and the crinkle of his eyes reveal the true nature of the playful little taunt. He's clearly being just a little cheeky, fully sliding into the understanding that he gets to drive this.
As if it wasn't at least partially clear by the fact he's got his brother underneath him for the second time since they arrived here. The first may not have been in this context, but Knives had been whiny then too. It's very interesting information that Vash thinks he'll keep to himself until moments like these when he gets to use it to his advantage. Not that, in the end, Knives isn't going to benefit also. Vash is, however, merciful. Another roll of his hips follows, grinding them together where they're connected before he sets a new, much less achingly slow pace. He's hard between them, fully recovered from having come only a short while ago. He might have been embarrassed by it earlier but now he's far more interested in chasing after the sensation of Knives' cock dragging against the deepest part of him.
He's just this side of breathless himself even as he attempts to tease his brother more pointedly, one hand sliding up from Nai's chest to touch the side of his face in a gesture that's meant to be gentle and affectionate. It's a bit of a reach, but if he angles himself just right he can still arch his hips and maintain the way he's moving while making it easier for his thumb to trace over the curve of Knives' lower lip, just playing at dragging over hidden sharp canines. ]