[ don't go? all right, not going. he's absolutely not going anywhere, because he's relaxing despite the fact that dune's practically pinning him down. he finds himself delighting in the way vash laughs, how bright and warm it is, the gentleness of his eyes, and how he seems so, so very genuine.
and so wolfwood leans into it, finally convinced that vash actually wants this, and he leans in again to kiss him, his other hand coming to cup vash's cheek in turn. there's something in his heart that loosens and eases up, and the softness of vash's lips is all he feels.
he's leaning on him, a thumb slipping between them to smooth over vash's lower lip when he's done, and wolfwood finally summons up every ounce of his courage and manages a husky, ]
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and so wolfwood leans into it, finally convinced that vash actually wants this, and he leans in again to kiss him, his other hand coming to cup vash's cheek in turn. there's something in his heart that loosens and eases up, and the softness of vash's lips is all he feels.
he's leaning on him, a thumb slipping between them to smooth over vash's lower lip when he's done, and wolfwood finally summons up every ounce of his courage and manages a husky, ]
I meant, a date. Just now.