[ Content as Vanitas is, his bossy inclinations lead the blond to chuckle against the other’s lips. Voice drawling into a groan, he bucks his hips to increase the friction between their arousals, yet allows his lover to lead their kiss.
Terribly endearing, those feline tendencies of his. Vincent wishes to encourage him all the more. Fingertips push past his entrance, delving deep. Just two, for now, but with a grasp on his ass, the older man will encourage him to continue the motion of his hips, between frotting and riding in those fingers. ]
[The pleased hum that starts to escape from Vanitas peaks into a moan when Vincent jerks against him, momentarily distracting him from their kiss.
The distractions further continue as fingers enter him, leaving him pressing back to try sinking himself onto Vincent's fingers greedily as his tail begins lashing about. The roll of his hips leads to a near perfect rhythm of rubbing their lengths together and thrusting down onto his lover's hand, and he gives up on the kiss in order to nip at his neck.]
[ Tongue darting to moisten his hips, Vincent will tilt his chin to allow more access to his neck. Not too much, however, as he is entranced by the sight of the other’s body; the flex of lithe muscle beneath his fair skin, the wildness of his tail.
It’s a terrible tease, watching Vanitas writhe about over him, feeling his tightness and warmth, having his mouth on his neck, and only the brush of their cocks to satiate him. There’s something about that which is just as exhilarating, especially that his lover is deriving such pleasure from it.
Just as the nip elicits a grunt of pleasure, each roll of his own hips does, too. Each time the younger man bears down onto his fingers, he’ll hook them to press into his walls - and following a playful smack to Vani’s bottom, his free hand will encircle both of their lengths, aiding in their stimulation. ]
[Every time those fingers within him curve to brush against his insides, Vanitas moans low and deeply, until he sinks his teeth into Vincent's skin. Then he sucks and nips greedily, tail lashing about.
Their bodies glide over one another with ease, aided by the precum that's begun to start flowing forth from Vanitas' cock. Something that only comes forth faster upon being smacked on his ass, eliciting a surprised but pleasurable yelp.
With heat flooding his cheeks, pulls back to eye Vincent with a pout before capturing his lips briefly; he has to stop when the handjob begins, reducing him to panting and groaning his lover's name. A faint growl escapes him as he pushes himself upright.]
[ As the younger man aims to mark him, Vincent groans beneath the sharpness of his broken skin, reduced to heavy and heated breaths. Being regarded with such a look of indignation leaves his parted lips pulling into a smile, utterly shameless, so it’s no surprise that Vanitas aims to remove it with his kiss. Oh, but that growl is something else entirely, and the blond’s eyes are especially sharp with need while he perceives the beauty of the other positioned over him, head tilted. ]
Oh? [ Fingers slip free of Vanitas, to drag across his ass, hand grasping at his hip then to raise him. ] How badly? [ And with monstrous cock still in hand, Vincent glides its tip against his partner’s entrance. ]
[That groan makes the heat in the pit of Vanitas' stomach practically boil over, enticing him to nip at Vincent's lips. Not enough to draw blood there, but to leave them red from his canines catching on them. Both hands massage over the blond's shoulders, claws dancing lightly to keep things from getting too rough too soon, though he grasps Vincent harder upon being left empty and wanting, a moan escaping against the other's mouth.]
More than anything right now... E-Enough to beg... [Helping to lift his hips, he wiggles his ass eagerly while his tail flicks.] So, please-- [Feeling him just barely touching him, he tries to sit down on that almost demonic length and impale himself on it, too impatient to wait for further stretching.]
[ A gasp of a moan escapes Vincent, licking over his lips to savor it. With claws threatening to tear at him, too, his arousal begins to leak against Vanitas’ entrance. Certainly, the wanton begging helps, too. Humming in approval, the blond diligently smears his precum about the younger man’s ring of muscle, in some attempt to lubricate him - and tease him further, in truth.
Before he can proceed further, however, his lover takes the liberty of bearing his weight down. A rumbling groan spills from Vincent’s lips, lashes low and fluttering. It really had been too long…
So, while he doesn’t stop Vanitas by any means, he does huff— ]
Ah— to think… I was about to call you a good boy… mn, always so impatient.
[Moving his hands from Vincent's shoulders up into his hair, Vanitas finds his horns and grabs hold of them both to pleasure his lover and to brace himself for the contact down below. Though the burning heat in his loins becomes far too much to simply ignore when he feels the first hints of teasing at his entrance, leading him to angle his hips forwards then back to slip Vincent's cock into him as far as it'll go, leaving him breathless and groaning lewdly.
Fingers tighten on those horns, claws scratching lightly as the ridges upon them and sending shivers down Vanitas' spine, making him buck, which in turn leaves him shuddering from feeling so full. His own cock leaks readily between them, and his tail swishes from side to side.]
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Terribly endearing, those feline tendencies of his. Vincent wishes to encourage him all the more. Fingertips push past his entrance, delving deep. Just two, for now, but with a grasp on his ass, the older man will encourage him to continue the motion of his hips, between frotting and riding in those fingers. ]
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The distractions further continue as fingers enter him, leaving him pressing back to try sinking himself onto Vincent's fingers greedily as his tail begins lashing about. The roll of his hips leads to a near perfect rhythm of rubbing their lengths together and thrusting down onto his lover's hand, and he gives up on the kiss in order to nip at his neck.]
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It’s a terrible tease, watching Vanitas writhe about over him, feeling his tightness and warmth, having his mouth on his neck, and only the brush of their cocks to satiate him. There’s something about that which is just as exhilarating, especially that his lover is deriving such pleasure from it.
Just as the nip elicits a grunt of pleasure, each roll of his own hips does, too. Each time the younger man bears down onto his fingers, he’ll hook them to press into his walls - and following a playful smack to Vani’s bottom, his free hand will encircle both of their lengths, aiding in their stimulation. ]
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Their bodies glide over one another with ease, aided by the precum that's begun to start flowing forth from Vanitas' cock. Something that only comes forth faster upon being smacked on his ass, eliciting a surprised but pleasurable yelp.
With heat flooding his cheeks, pulls back to eye Vincent with a pout before capturing his lips briefly; he has to stop when the handjob begins, reducing him to panting and groaning his lover's name. A faint growl escapes him as he pushes himself upright.]
...I want you in me...
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Oh? [ Fingers slip free of Vanitas, to drag across his ass, hand grasping at his hip then to raise him. ] How badly? [ And with monstrous cock still in hand, Vincent glides its tip against his partner’s entrance. ]
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More than anything right now... E-Enough to beg... [Helping to lift his hips, he wiggles his ass eagerly while his tail flicks.] So, please-- [Feeling him just barely touching him, he tries to sit down on that almost demonic length and impale himself on it, too impatient to wait for further stretching.]
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Before he can proceed further, however, his lover takes the liberty of bearing his weight down. A rumbling groan spills from Vincent’s lips, lashes low and fluttering. It really had been too long…
So, while he doesn’t stop Vanitas by any means, he does huff— ]
Ah— to think… I was about to call you a good boy… mn, always so impatient.
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Fingers tighten on those horns, claws scratching lightly as the ridges upon them and sending shivers down Vanitas' spine, making him buck, which in turn leaves him shuddering from feeling so full. His own cock leaks readily between them, and his tail swishes from side to side.]
--can you blame me? You make it too good...