[Shivering at the touch, Vanitas can't help spreading his legs wider, breath coming in shorter gasps.]
Yeah... It is...
[One hand comes up to clutch at his chest, nails scratching at his own skin as he feels Vincent position himself.
Although there's no time for a proper answer at first, only a plaintive cry as the older man enters him, making him arch into the motion, feet flexing and toes curling almost painfully.]
Ah...! Ngh-- Heh...
[Only once Vincent is completely inside him does Vanitas try again to formulate a response, though it still comes out haltingly.]
Excitement... My heart races and my stomach gets tied into knots... My whole body ends up feeling warm and I get lightheaded...
[ A rumbling hum, as Vincent glides his hand along the subtle definition of Vanitas’ stomach. His lashes lower, savoring the other’s warmth, and the way he flutters as he squirms. ]
Mn, that sounds lovely, indeed. [ Words breathy, he leans in to plant a hand beside the other’s head, bending back those legs as he goes. ] Do you imagine it often, while we’re apart?
[ Ever so slightly, he begins the roll of his hips, eyes fixed on the face of his lover. ]
[The gesture is enough to make Vanitas quake with need, those muscles flexing beneath his touch, one hand coming up to rub Vincent's arm encouragingly, craving ever more from him.]
Yes... [He admits, letting out a gasp as feels himself being stretched. His leg muscles tighten, helping to draw Vincent ever closer.] There's been multiple times already where I find the need to touch myself in your absence...
[The motion is enough to make him gasp, clenching down upon Vincent's length as he bucks back at him in return.]
[ Vincent groans, fingers curling, and he thrusts into the other roughly, in turn. Just once, however before returning to the slow gyration of his hips. ]
Mm. My mind has also been riddled with images of you since we last met… [ His tongue darts out to wet his lips, as his watches the face of his lover contort with pleasure, and he steadily finds himself picking up pace. ] Your— beauty… the comfort of your touch… mn, how your voice lulls my heart… and body brings me ecstasy…
[ The force at which he drives into Vanitas will not wane again, lest he be requested to stop. Resting his forehead against the other’s, the blond moans between his heated breaths, only becoming muffled once he seeks to take his lips in another embrace. Shifting the younger man’s legs to rest settle into the bend of his elbows, what he desires is to kiss him deeply, soulfully. ]
[It's enough to steadily drive Vanitas wild, head rolling back and to one side with a breathless sigh that quakes with need. The need for more of this pleasure, to be used by the other man.]
Good ones, I hope... Ones that can sustain you in my absence... [The faster Vincent goes, the harder it becomes for Vanitas to remain composed, cries ringing out between moans of his name.] Ah... Hah-- I'm glad... that I can do all those things for you--
[His toes curl and wiggle from the delightful sensations wracking his body, cascading throughout his entire form as he nuzzles against Vincent affectionately, eagerly locking lips with him once more. The deep ache within him throbs the more his legs bend, and his tongue twists and tangles with that of Vincent's keeping their mouths pressed firmly together despite the dizzying need for air.]
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Yeah... It is...
[One hand comes up to clutch at his chest, nails scratching at his own skin as he feels Vincent position himself.
Although there's no time for a proper answer at first, only a plaintive cry as the older man enters him, making him arch into the motion, feet flexing and toes curling almost painfully.]
Ah...! Ngh-- Heh...
[Only once Vincent is completely inside him does Vanitas try again to formulate a response, though it still comes out haltingly.]
Excitement... My heart races and my stomach gets tied into knots... My whole body ends up feeling warm and I get lightheaded...
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Mn, that sounds lovely, indeed. [ Words breathy, he leans in to plant a hand beside the other’s head, bending back those legs as he goes. ] Do you imagine it often, while we’re apart?
[ Ever so slightly, he begins the roll of his hips, eyes fixed on the face of his lover. ]
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Yes... [He admits, letting out a gasp as feels himself being stretched. His leg muscles tighten, helping to draw Vincent ever closer.] There's been multiple times already where I find the need to touch myself in your absence...
[The motion is enough to make him gasp, clenching down upon Vincent's length as he bucks back at him in return.]
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Mm. My mind has also been riddled with images of you since we last met… [ His tongue darts out to wet his lips, as his watches the face of his lover contort with pleasure, and he steadily finds himself picking up pace. ] Your— beauty… the comfort of your touch… mn, how your voice lulls my heart… and body brings me ecstasy…
[ The force at which he drives into Vanitas will not wane again, lest he be requested to stop. Resting his forehead against the other’s, the blond moans between his heated breaths, only becoming muffled once he seeks to take his lips in another embrace. Shifting the younger man’s legs to rest settle into the bend of his elbows, what he desires is to kiss him deeply, soulfully. ]
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Good ones, I hope... Ones that can sustain you in my absence... [The faster Vincent goes, the harder it becomes for Vanitas to remain composed, cries ringing out between moans of his name.] Ah... Hah-- I'm glad... that I can do all those things for you--
[His toes curl and wiggle from the delightful sensations wracking his body, cascading throughout his entire form as he nuzzles against Vincent affectionately, eagerly locking lips with him once more. The deep ache within him throbs the more his legs bend, and his tongue twists and tangles with that of Vincent's keeping their mouths pressed firmly together despite the dizzying need for air.]