[Always grateful of Vincent's mindfulness, he squirms in place, eager for more but unwilling to put pressure on his lover to rush. At those words, he raises a curious brow.]
No...?
[He works hard to meet Vincent's tongue with his own, soft, subtle moans slipping past his lips. He means what he says, with Vincent's words haunting him: about how he only brings him misery. That had a powerful effect on his perception and self-worth.
He doesn't want to be the sort of person who can only instill suffering in someone, despite his claims to not being anybody's friend or ally. Things are different now, different here. He's gotten attached to Vincent like no other.
With their eyes locked upon one another, he gasps for air, cheeks hot with need. He considers those words deeply, grateful that Vincent seems to know him well enough to realize he likely needs a bit of time and that physical acts are helpful in communicating between them. His arms wrap around his lover, drawing him in close as he exhales and relaxes to make entering easier, coupled with soft moans of approving pleasure.]
How can I make you happy...? I know being only yours, but... there must be more I can do, right?
[ A purring sort of groan, as Vincent settles atop his lover. With one hand threaded Vanitas' hair at the nape of his neck, his other firmly grasps the younger man's hip while pushing himself in to the hilt.
Slowly, he peppers kisses along a corner of the other's mouth as he speaks. ]
I'm happy when I wake to find you nestled against me... I just about fall in love again, every time you think to look after me in the ways which I fail to do for myself. Or how ferociously you might scold me for my messiness, yet are still content to share a space with me... [ Really, he can go on. ]
[Craning his head back as Vincent reaches deep within him, Vanitas lets out a shaky sigh of contentment. His claws scrape lightly over the other's skin, egging him on to bury himself in completely.
Affectionately, he rubs his cheek against his lover's laughing quietly.]
So sentimental... [It's said fondly as he rolls his hips.] I suppose then I can do those things for you. I don't mind, even picking up after you when you leave your things scattered about. I just... don't want to be the cause of your pain anymore... [Dragging his claws over Vincent's skin, he paws lightly at his chest, then moves to cup his cheeks.] I adore you, you know.
[ Allowing his lids to fall, Vincent allows the sound of the other’s laughter to fill and warm him. Features soft, he’ll even return that nuzzling of cheeks. ]
Mm. [ Something of a shameless confirmation - though, it quickly drawls into a sound of pleasure, as Vanitas rolls his hips. Returning the favor with a buck of his own, he’ll then slide an arm beneath his lover’s waist while building pace a touch more kindly. ] It’s not so much what you do— but who you are… [ However, with his face cupped like so, being directly confronted with that sentiment… Vincent can feel his cheeks grow hot as words momentarily fail him. ]
[It never cease to amaze Vanitas how gentle and loving Vincent can be in contrast to his fits of rage. And as much as he enjoys both, he has to admit that seeing his lover happy is better than upset.
As they start building a rhythm, a back and forth that gets him moaning as his head tips back, he clings that much harder, pawing at Vincent greedily to drag him in for a kiss.]
Who I am, huh...? I've always thought of myself as an aberration... Something that wasn't meant to exist. Not a human yet not a vampire, either... [He breathes a sigh as he raises his hips to meet Vincent's.] But you've been helping me see otherwise...
[ Quietly moaning into their kiss, Vincent assists his lover in keeping their bodies near. Back arching and rocking against Vanitas, to grind the other man's cock between their stomachs. ]
I'm glad... after all - mn - the world might reject us, but no one can stop us from finding a home with each other...
[Breath catching as his length is deliciously rubbed between their bodies, Vanitas clutches tightly to Vincent, legs rising to wrap around him so he can draw him in closer until the heat between them becomes almost overwhelming.]
That's true... I haven't had a home in years... Not since-- [Jerking as his lover hits that spot within him, he moans loudly and with a keening whine, tail thrashing about.] V..Vince...
[ Leaning back to sit on his haunches, he pulls Vanitas up along with him. Face buried into the crook of his partner's neck, Vincent nips and kisses his way along the soft skin beneath his lips - while bouncing the other on his lap, to hit that spot he covets once and again. ]
We have one now. [ He manages, between heated breaths. ] Here.
[A gasp escapes from him as they move into an upright position, Vincent's unique cock rubbing at him in the best way possible. He can't help whimpering as the smattering of kisses warm his heart, though any thoughts of voicing as much fly out the window as Vincent pounds into him, making his entire body tremble with hot need.]
Ngh... T..That's true... [He gasps out, moaning while his claws sink into his lover.] You've become my home...
[ The sting of those claws earn a shuddered groan. Hold tightening around his lover's waist, Vincent hastens his pace, eager to drive the other to his limits.
Sighing Vani' name, his teeth catches flesh - just enough to break its skin, and perhaps enough to bruise, but certainly not so deep as to cause significant damage. Only enough to qualm the urge of his natural souls. ]
[With his moans turning into breathless gasps, Vanitas quakes and pants every time Vincent hits that spot deep within him, causing his cock to leak.
Yet it's nothing compared to when he's bitten, his cry coming out sharp and needy. It feels glorious to experience the sting of his lover's care, the heat of their passion. Eventually, he starts trembling, hips jerking in time with each thrust until he finally comes with a sob of Vincent's name.]
[ The flutter of muscle, and warmth streaming across his stomach - not to mention the way his name falls off of Vanitas' tongue - it's enough to entice Vincent over the edge, himself. With cascading groans, his lips fall away from the other's neck, face turned into his soft black hair as he buries his cock deep with the last of his release.
Breath ragged, his hands feel up along the younger man's back as he basks in their closeness of their afterglow. ]
Mm... It's safe to say that I adore you, too. [ A hand cradled behind the other's head, his lips find Vanitas' cheek. ] You make me happy.
[They're a mess as always, but it's a glorious one, and something he wouldn't change for the world. Feeling Vincent release deep within him earns a whimper of pleasure while he squirms in place, trying to extend the wonderful feelings overwhelming them. He doesn't want it to end, even though he knows that's impossible.
A warm shudder runs through him from Vincent petting over his backside, and he can't help peppering every inch of exposed skin with kisses and the occasional nip.]
I'm glad... I want you to be happy. You deserve it after everything. [Especially with how much he dotes upon him.] All you need to do is tell me what would make you even happier, and it's yours.
[ Melting beneath the shower of sweet affections, Vincent finds himself dragging his tongue over the little punctures he's left atop his lover's shoulder. Lovingly licking it clean, even - to press a soft kiss atop, after. ]
...Anything? [ His tone is mildly teasing, but his eyes are warm as he reverently eases Vanitas back atop the pillows. A sigh pours from his lips as he slips free of his lover, hands shifted to pet along the younger man's thighs and up to his hips. ]
[Being licked clean as if by a cat makes Vanitas laugh a bit and squirm, as both tickles and pleasure get him riled up again. Breathlessly, he returns the favor by smattering kisses up Vincent's neck.]
Well, if it's doable. [Once laid back upon the bed, he breaths a slight sigh of relief, moans slipping past parted lips to feel so empty again. Yet the hands stroking along his sides helps keep him from being too disappointed, leading him to cover Vincent's hands with his own.]
[ An adorable reaction, which earns an amused breath, in turn. The sound of Vanitas’ laughter in that moment sets his skin alight with warmth, from the top of his head down to his fingertips, and settling into his chest with the closest thing he knows to euphoria. ]
Ah.
[ Hands turning to slip into the other’s palms, Vincent raises them to press into the pillow above his lover’s head, leaning in to caress his lips in a lethargic kiss. ]
Well, I ought to give it some thought, then. Make sure it’s worth your while.
[It's a sensation that Vanitas can get a taste of through their connection, leading him to gently close his eyes in order to bask in the feeling a bit, if only temporarily. Lazily, his tail sways from side to side, eventually curling around Vincent's leg.]
Mmm. 'kay. There's no need to rush.
[Grasping Vincent's hands tightly, he rubs a leg along his lover's side and greedily steals several kisses in rapid succession. All the while his tail curls around Vince's leg.]
[ Through his chuckles, Vincent catches his lover's lip between he teeth with a gentle tug. As he exhales contently, something unusual happens, then... A deep purr rumbles in the back of his throat.
With a sharp breath of surprise, it stops nearly as quickly as it began, with a flush washing across his cheeks and chest. ]
[A soft moan is his answer to being snagged, and he kisses at Vincent just as that new noise emits from the depths of his throat, leading to Vanitas pausing with a choked noise.
Then he laughs heartily, kissing his lover with a renewed passion while his hands squeeze in encouragement. He doesn't mean to fluster him, but it's just too tempting.]
[ Has Vincent ever been called cute before? That only makes his blush fire deeper, but... even if that laughing might be at his expense, in a way, its glee and the enthusiasm prompted by it fulfills him. ]
It would seem so... [ His grumbling between those kisses fades into a tentative, quieter purr. He threads their fingers to return that squeeze, pressing their bodies closer - only emphasizing the gentle vibrations in his chest. ]
[If not, clearly they need to make it a more common occurrence. Because with these new features, he's certainly at least as cute as Vanitas himself! Whose ears flick happily at not being the only one to be stuck with feline inclinations.]
It's a good look on you, you know. [Savoring the contact between them, he kisses Vincent repeatedly to soothe him and apologize for his laughter, even if it's meant with adoration. He knows how embarrassing it can be to have features which others view as adorable. But honestly, it makes him feel even more secure around his lover, knowing they share even more traits.]
[ The sound which escapes him is contemplative, doubtful almost - but how could Vincent not feel the sentiment, when paired with such affections? Smiling behind each kiss, his vision settles on Vanitas' eyes with a content little sigh. ]
I suppose it wouldn't do for me to admonish these new traits of mine, when I find them so enticing on you... [ Gaze drifting to his partner's lips with some admiration, he pauses to take one more kiss. Something he can't find himself tiring of, it seems. ] Mm, no, if they can remind me of you, I'll be proud to have them.
[Hearing that hesitation in Vincent's voice, Vanitas can't help smiling a bit. He knows all too well the doubts which plague them. His gaze is soft but insistent as he shakes his head, chuckling. One thing they can always do is reassure one another.]
That'd be hypocritical, yeah. But it's okay. You don't have to accept them right away. [As always, the kiss serves to rile him up, tail swishing lightly with happiness as he bumps foreheads affectionately.] Hehe... Glad to hear it. It's kind of fun to match, isn't it?
[ Leaning into the touch of their foreheads with the slightest nuzzle, his lashes fall against his cheeks as he chuckles. Vincent rather likes the honesty. ]
Mm, I suppose we'll need to see how our monstrous shifts compare sometime.
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No...?
[He works hard to meet Vincent's tongue with his own, soft, subtle moans slipping past his lips. He means what he says, with Vincent's words haunting him: about how he only brings him misery. That had a powerful effect on his perception and self-worth.
He doesn't want to be the sort of person who can only instill suffering in someone, despite his claims to not being anybody's friend or ally. Things are different now, different here. He's gotten attached to Vincent like no other.
With their eyes locked upon one another, he gasps for air, cheeks hot with need. He considers those words deeply, grateful that Vincent seems to know him well enough to realize he likely needs a bit of time and that physical acts are helpful in communicating between them. His arms wrap around his lover, drawing him in close as he exhales and relaxes to make entering easier, coupled with soft moans of approving pleasure.]
How can I make you happy...? I know being only yours, but... there must be more I can do, right?
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Slowly, he peppers kisses along a corner of the other's mouth as he speaks. ]
I'm happy when I wake to find you nestled against me... I just about fall in love again, every time you think to look after me in the ways which I fail to do for myself. Or how ferociously you might scold me for my messiness, yet are still content to share a space with me... [ Really, he can go on. ]
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Affectionately, he rubs his cheek against his lover's laughing quietly.]
So sentimental... [It's said fondly as he rolls his hips.] I suppose then I can do those things for you. I don't mind, even picking up after you when you leave your things scattered about. I just... don't want to be the cause of your pain anymore... [Dragging his claws over Vincent's skin, he paws lightly at his chest, then moves to cup his cheeks.] I adore you, you know.
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Mm. [ Something of a shameless confirmation - though, it quickly drawls into a sound of pleasure, as Vanitas rolls his hips. Returning the favor with a buck of his own, he’ll then slide an arm beneath his lover’s waist while building pace a touch more kindly. ] It’s not so much what you do— but who you are… [ However, with his face cupped like so, being directly confronted with that sentiment… Vincent can feel his cheeks grow hot as words momentarily fail him. ]
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As they start building a rhythm, a back and forth that gets him moaning as his head tips back, he clings that much harder, pawing at Vincent greedily to drag him in for a kiss.]
Who I am, huh...? I've always thought of myself as an aberration... Something that wasn't meant to exist. Not a human yet not a vampire, either... [He breathes a sigh as he raises his hips to meet Vincent's.] But you've been helping me see otherwise...
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I'm glad... after all - mn - the world might reject us, but no one can stop us from finding a home with each other...
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That's true... I haven't had a home in years... Not since-- [Jerking as his lover hits that spot within him, he moans loudly and with a keening whine, tail thrashing about.] V..Vince...
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We have one now. [ He manages, between heated breaths. ] Here.
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Ngh... T..That's true... [He gasps out, moaning while his claws sink into his lover.] You've become my home...
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Sighing Vani' name, his teeth catches flesh - just enough to break its skin, and perhaps enough to bruise, but certainly not so deep as to cause significant damage. Only enough to qualm the urge of his natural souls. ]
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Yet it's nothing compared to when he's bitten, his cry coming out sharp and needy. It feels glorious to experience the sting of his lover's care, the heat of their passion. Eventually, he starts trembling, hips jerking in time with each thrust until he finally comes with a sob of Vincent's name.]
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Breath ragged, his hands feel up along the younger man's back as he basks in their closeness of their afterglow. ]
Mm... It's safe to say that I adore you, too. [ A hand cradled behind the other's head, his lips find Vanitas' cheek. ] You make me happy.
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A warm shudder runs through him from Vincent petting over his backside, and he can't help peppering every inch of exposed skin with kisses and the occasional nip.]
I'm glad... I want you to be happy. You deserve it after everything. [Especially with how much he dotes upon him.] All you need to do is tell me what would make you even happier, and it's yours.
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...Anything? [ His tone is mildly teasing, but his eyes are warm as he reverently eases Vanitas back atop the pillows. A sigh pours from his lips as he slips free of his lover, hands shifted to pet along the younger man's thighs and up to his hips. ]
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Well, if it's doable. [Once laid back upon the bed, he breaths a slight sigh of relief, moans slipping past parted lips to feel so empty again. Yet the hands stroking along his sides helps keep him from being too disappointed, leading him to cover Vincent's hands with his own.]
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Ah.
[ Hands turning to slip into the other’s palms, Vincent raises them to press into the pillow above his lover’s head, leaning in to caress his lips in a lethargic kiss. ]
Well, I ought to give it some thought, then. Make sure it’s worth your while.
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Mmm. 'kay. There's no need to rush.
[Grasping Vincent's hands tightly, he rubs a leg along his lover's side and greedily steals several kisses in rapid succession. All the while his tail curls around Vince's leg.]
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With a sharp breath of surprise, it stops nearly as quickly as it began, with a flush washing across his cheeks and chest. ]
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Then he laughs heartily, kissing his lover with a renewed passion while his hands squeeze in encouragement. He doesn't mean to fluster him, but it's just too tempting.]
Hehe... Seems we're in the same boat, now. Cute.
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It would seem so... [ His grumbling between those kisses fades into a tentative, quieter purr. He threads their fingers to return that squeeze, pressing their bodies closer - only emphasizing the gentle vibrations in his chest. ]
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It's a good look on you, you know. [Savoring the contact between them, he kisses Vincent repeatedly to soothe him and apologize for his laughter, even if it's meant with adoration. He knows how embarrassing it can be to have features which others view as adorable. But honestly, it makes him feel even more secure around his lover, knowing they share even more traits.]
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I suppose it wouldn't do for me to admonish these new traits of mine, when I find them so enticing on you... [ Gaze drifting to his partner's lips with some admiration, he pauses to take one more kiss. Something he can't find himself tiring of, it seems. ] Mm, no, if they can remind me of you, I'll be proud to have them.
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That'd be hypocritical, yeah. But it's okay. You don't have to accept them right away. [As always, the kiss serves to rile him up, tail swishing lightly with happiness as he bumps foreheads affectionately.] Hehe... Glad to hear it. It's kind of fun to match, isn't it?
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[ Leaning into the touch of their foreheads with the slightest nuzzle, his lashes fall against his cheeks as he chuckles. Vincent rather likes the honesty. ]
Mm, I suppose we'll need to see how our monstrous shifts compare sometime.
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[Casting his gaze aside, he sighs and kisses at Vincent teasingly. He's not fond of his shift, though he is very curious about his lover's.]
I can't imagine yours will be anything but amazing, truthfully.
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