[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? ]
[he rubs his thumb over the tip of vanitas' cock as ven purrs his praises.] I love the noises you make for me, Vani. Everything you do makes me so happy.
[he focuses on speeding up his fingers, palm slapping against vanitas' backside the faster he moves.] Keep telling me how much you love this, I want to hear you.
[ Well he can't really tell Ventus anything can he? Van's brought the sheets to his face just so he can bite down on them slightly. It doesn't quite stifle any noises, but it does muffle them a bi. Oh it isn't that Vanitas particularly cares about the noise level. He is a bit far gone for that, what with Ven driving his fingers in and hooking them in just that right way...
But he is squirming. Trying to rock back against Ven's hand. Van's long passed being embarrassed by the whimpers and keens he feeds Ventus with. ]
Good job, Vani. You're so talented, you know that? [ven purrs, leaning over to press a kiss to vanitas' shoulder as he keeps up his hand movements over both his cock and backside. unraveling him like this had ven's own cock painfully hard, but he was more than content to ignore his own needs to further push vanitas into a blissful oblivion.
a part of him remembers the space in his drawer that held a few sex toys and makes a note of it later to keep some in vanitas' room. it stifled the mood if ven had to up and leave in the middle of making out to grab a dildo.]
[ Maybe later he'll feel some embarrassment from being so heavily turned on by words. Not just any sort of words ether - those soft squishy ones that Vanitas still periodically teases others about.
Right now though? His mind is too clouded to entirely care about stuff like that. Instead the focus is purely on everything that Ventus is currently doing to him. From the way those fingers wist and curl to the insistent touch between his legs.
So when Ven asks that question? It's like that's all he really needs before he sees starts and cries out. ]
[he rides out vanitas' orgasm, white streaking over his fingers as he slowly strokes his cock through it. his fingers curl up against that sweet spot a few more times until he feels vanitas coming down and pulls his hand away.] You did so well for me, Vani...
[he practically purrs, running his hand not coated in white over vanitas' side and peppers his shoulder with kisses.]
[ All the while his body shudders and shakes as Ventus carries him through. Van feels warm all over, like he's in some haze. His breathing is heavy, of course, but even as he comes down off of that slight high, he feels a pleasant buzz.
Oh with the moon being what it is, he'll recover soon enough. But right now he sighs under Ventus' attentions, shivering slightly from over sensitivity. ]
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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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[he rubs his thumb over the tip of vanitas' cock as ven purrs his praises.] I love the noises you make for me, Vani. Everything you do makes me so happy.
[he focuses on speeding up his fingers, palm slapping against vanitas' backside the faster he moves.] Keep telling me how much you love this, I want to hear you.
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But he is squirming. Trying to rock back against Ven's hand. Van's long passed being embarrassed by the whimpers and keens he feeds Ventus with. ]
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a part of him remembers the space in his drawer that held a few sex toys and makes a note of it later to keep some in vanitas' room. it stifled the mood if ven had to up and leave in the middle of making out to grab a dildo.]
Can you come for me like this?
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Right now though? His mind is too clouded to entirely care about stuff like that. Instead the focus is purely on everything that Ventus is currently doing to him. From the way those fingers wist and curl to the insistent touch between his legs.
So when Ven asks that question? It's like that's all he really needs before he sees starts and cries out. ]
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[he rides out vanitas' orgasm, white streaking over his fingers as he slowly strokes his cock through it. his fingers curl up against that sweet spot a few more times until he feels vanitas coming down and pulls his hand away.] You did so well for me, Vani...
[he practically purrs, running his hand not coated in white over vanitas' side and peppers his shoulder with kisses.]
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Oh with the moon being what it is, he'll recover soon enough. But right now he sighs under Ventus' attentions, shivering slightly from over sensitivity. ]