It's true. With their recovery time, the both of them will bounce back quickly. Likely a good thing too. Since Ven thinks to press kisses to some of his more sensitive areas, Vanitas moans. He isn't going to last anyway. Then Ventus continues to use his hand on Van's erection and he's just lost.
With a guttural growl Van hits his climax, eyes rolling back and his vision going white. ]
[ven follows right after vanitas as he feels warmth sliding over his fingers, slowly stroking his cock through the last of his orgasm. finally he lets vanitas go
he finishes after a few more thrusts before burying himself deep inside vanitas, his body tensing.] Hahh...! [ven leans down to kiss vanitas again, using a clean hand to reach up and cup a flushed cheek against his palm.]
[he can dodge it all he want, ven just goes to nip at his jaw instead.]
You really think I'll let you go?
[of course ven would let him go if vanitas really didn't want to stay, but ven is feeling a surge of possessiveness. he drags a hand down, tracing his fingers alongside van's neck.]
[ Welp. A bite that sends another small surge of heat through him. Someone is going to start to recover pretty quickly here. The real question is, does Van play along or call him out? ]
Yes.
[ He says it with such confidence! As if demanding Ventus to prove him wrong. Looks like he is going to play the game. ]
[ Oh Van can tell. It makes his gut start to feel warm all over again.
Though he does not see the appeal of Ven running his hand through that mess. This is something Vanitas also wants to say something about. But he is cut short when, well, Ventus says that.
He still struggles with emotions. Feels bad he can't express himself so easily. So all he can do is blush and look away. ]
[ven's eyes roam over vanitas as he turns over, running two fingers over the flushed skin along the back of his neck. he leans over and presses a kiss to heated skin between his shoulder blades before settling next to him, vanitas laid out over his lap.
he slides a hand over vanitas' backside, squeezing a cheek teasingly.]
You've been doing such a good job, Vani. [sliding two fingers down he presses against his sensitive entrance.] You're doing so well for me.
[ Van doesn't sound too sure about this. He won't deny that he likes the kisses. The gentle touches. Van shudders with Ven's words, not at all bothering to hide it.
[his fingers slide in easily, curling them up to gently brush against that sweet bundle of nerves he knows so well. he moves his other hand underneath vanitas and takes his cock in hand.]
[ Vanitas groans, hands fisting the sheets that he can reach. Yes, it feels good. I always feels good when Ventus teases him. His body feels like it is on fire and sensitive. Some of that is Ven's fault because he had insisted on trapping him here. ]
[he's very aware of the effect he has on vanitas and ven loves it. loves seeing how unraveled his other half can get with just his fingers working him like this.
his hand squeezes around his cock briefly before ven picks up the pace with his fingers, brushing over his prostate deliberately with each new thrust.]
[ Well, fingers AND words in this case. Because sure, Ventus has developed quite a skill when it comes to undoing Vanitas. But words... Despite what Van says they do hold some power over him. For years he's dealt with the idea that he's just something to throw away. Never praised.
Here Vents lavishes him with positive attention. So how can he do anything but be a writhing mess if it means that Ventus will keep talking? How can he do anything less than squeeze around those fingers, crying out at his every touch? ]
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It's true. With their recovery time, the both of them will bounce back quickly. Likely a good thing too. Since Ven thinks to press kisses to some of his more sensitive areas, Vanitas moans. He isn't going to last anyway. Then Ventus continues to use his hand on Van's erection and he's just lost.
With a guttural growl Van hits his climax, eyes rolling back and his vision going white. ]
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he finishes after a few more thrusts before burying himself deep inside vanitas, his body tensing.] Hahh...! [ven leans down to kiss vanitas again, using a clean hand to reach up and cup a flushed cheek against his palm.]
Vani...
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So when Ven leans to kiss him, he kisses back. When there is a hand cupping his cheek, Van leans into the touch. ]
Ven?
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Still plan on going to the cafe?
[it's a tease, catching him in another kiss and nipping his lower lip.]
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Maybe he'll even try to be bratty in return and dodge that nip. ]
Maybe.
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You really think I'll let you go?
[of course ven would let him go if vanitas really didn't want to stay, but ven is feeling a surge of possessiveness. he drags a hand down, tracing his fingers alongside van's neck.]
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Yes.
[ He says it with such confidence! As if demanding Ventus to prove him wrong. Looks like he is going to play the game. ]
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No.
[he laughs a little as he looks down at him, pressing their foreheads together.]
You'll leave when I say you can leave.
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You think you can stop me?
[ Still needs to play at being the tough guy. ]
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[he says with a toothy grin, pinching van's hip.]
You're mine, after all. Why should I share you with anyone else?
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Says who? I don't see a collar or your name on me, Venny.
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Maybe I should get you one. I bet I can find a really nice one in red and black...
[kissing him again, all smiles.]
Vanitas.
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Ventus.
[ There is something about that smile... He doesn't trust it. ]
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one of his hands wander over vanitas' stomach, drawing his fingers over the slowly drying semen on his skin.]
You're so wonderful... I love you.
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Though he does not see the appeal of Ven running his hand through that mess. This is something Vanitas also wants to say something about. But he is cut short when, well, Ventus says that.
He still struggles with emotions. Feels bad he can't express himself so easily. So all he can do is blush and look away. ]
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he kisses him again.]
Show me how you feel by staying here with me... and let me love you.
[he rolls his hips into vanitas slowly.]
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Fine...
[ He sounds like he's resigning himself to his fate, but really Van doesn't mind. He's already rocking back against Ven. ]
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Turn over for me.
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What are you up to...
[ Which yes. Yes he is turning over. ]
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[ven's eyes roam over vanitas as he turns over, running two fingers over the flushed skin along the back of his neck. he leans over and presses a kiss to heated skin between his shoulder blades before settling next to him, vanitas laid out over his lap.
he slides a hand over vanitas' backside, squeezing a cheek teasingly.]
You've been doing such a good job, Vani. [sliding two fingers down he presses against his sensitive entrance.] You're doing so well for me.
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[ Van doesn't sound too sure about this. He won't deny that he likes the kisses. The gentle touches. Van shudders with Ven's words, not at all bothering to hide it.
Though he does whimper just a little. ]
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[his fingers slide in easily, curling them up to gently brush against that sweet bundle of nerves he knows so well. he moves his other hand underneath vanitas and takes his cock in hand.]
That feels good, doesn't it?
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Yes.
[ He wants to squirm and move around. ]
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[he's very aware of the effect he has on vanitas and ven loves it. loves seeing how unraveled his other half can get with just his fingers working him like this.
his hand squeezes around his cock briefly before ven picks up the pace with his fingers, brushing over his prostate deliberately with each new thrust.]
You feel amazing, Vani... I'm so proud of you.
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Here Vents lavishes him with positive attention. So how can he do anything but be a writhing mess if it means that Ventus will keep talking? How can he do anything less than squeeze around those fingers, crying out at his every touch? ]
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