[He instinctively keeps leaning into Vanitas' touch, and doesn't seem to be concerned when the other wraps his hands around his neck. It isn't that tight. Really, it's just enough that it's almost pleasurable. Feeling the frantic way his breathing changes as they continue, the way his heart races. The way Vanitas tightens around him and how amazing it feels.
His lips are conveniently parted when the other leans down to kiss him, his hands shifting to Vanitas's back and cheek when he does. Head tilting so his nose doesn't angle to knock Vanitas' as he returns the kiss. The gentle, almost chaste and tender affection of it is at odds with their thrusting, but sweet all the same. He doesn't try to deepen the kiss, not yet. Merely returns it in kind, his hand at the other's cheek, threading through the strands of hair near his ear and the side of his neck there. His fingers clutch at Vanitas' back, but not hard or deep enough to scratch him, to break the skin. He doesn't actually want to hurt him.]
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His lips are conveniently parted when the other leans down to kiss him, his hands shifting to Vanitas's back and cheek when he does. Head tilting so his nose doesn't angle to knock Vanitas' as he returns the kiss. The gentle, almost chaste and tender affection of it is at odds with their thrusting, but sweet all the same. He doesn't try to deepen the kiss, not yet. Merely returns it in kind, his hand at the other's cheek, threading through the strands of hair near his ear and the side of his neck there. His fingers clutch at Vanitas' back, but not hard or deep enough to scratch him, to break the skin. He doesn't actually want to hurt him.]