[ Noé's eyes close shut once Vanitas' hand cups him, and a strained groan escapes his lips, riddled with desire. He lets out a shaky breath, not having realized how much he needed Vanitas' touch until now. ]
Ah...
[ His cheeks turn pink, and he works on undoing his belt since Vanitas is occupied. Once it's off, he'll work on unbuttoning his pants. Unless Vanitas wants to, of course. ]
[It warms both his hand and heart to hear and see Noé so desperate for his touch. So much so that he hurriedly helps unbutton his pants in order to work his hand in closer, rubbing lightly to work him up in a slow fashion.]
I'm glad... I revel in seeing you enjoy yourself.
[All the while, he leans in to kiss him again, watching as his skin colors a pretty, dusty pink. Absently, he reaches up to brush his free hand over said cheek, cupping it lovingly.]
[ The slowness of it all is almost agonizing, but in a good way, in a way that makes him feel loved. It also tells him that Vanitas is taking his time, not wanting to rush through things – perhaps to savor this a little longer. He leans into Vanitas' hand when it lands on his cheek, and he lets out another groan, breath hot against his lover's skin. ]
Me...? No, that's you... You cloud my thoughts every day, mon amour...and you're the first and last person I want to see every single day...
[Indeed this time he's going about it in the slowest, most agonizing manner possible, but it's with love and care that he does so. There's no hurried frenzy to get to the end, no rush to see things through. Just a simple, languid pace at which they can enjoy themselves as he works Noé up into a steady arousal. And he can't help kissing his opposite cheek, warm as it is.]
We each have our moments. Though I'm pleased to know you think of me so much... And I shall endeavor to make that wish a reality, every day.
[ It's difficult to not buck his hips up into Vanitas' hand in a plea for more, because he recognizes that his partner is taking his time deliberately, and that in itself is exciting and arousing on its own. Noé smiles at the kiss to his cheek, and he's able to gather his wits enough to press a kiss to the nape of Vanitas' neck. He shouldn't be the only one who gets to feel good. ]
Mm...I'd be - ah... [ He sighs, a little overwhelmed with how turned on he is, but he manages to press another kiss to his lover's throat. ] Really happy if that were the case.
[ And if Vanitas wants to sneak off to the rooftop while Noé sleeps, that's okay, too. He's gotten used to not having the doctor by his side every night, though a part of him selfishly hopes that'll change. ]
[Even if Noé was the only one feeling good right now, it isn't as though Vanitas would mind. They always trade off where pleasure is concerned, so it would merely be his lover's turn. But all the same, he appreciates that Noé is so selfless and considerate. It gets a pleased hum from him as he continues stroking at him.]
Obviously I can't promise it immediately and all the time, but... [Now he withdraws his hand in order to slide his clothes down out of the way, exposing the vampire so he can properly grasp his length, all the while craning his neck for more kisses.] ...I shall endeavor to do my best.
[Now and then he might require some fresh air and the freedom of being by himself, yet that doesn't mean he won't return to Noé's side.]
[ He doesn't sound displeased in the slightest, though, and he presses more kisses to Vanitas' neck as the other pleasures him, now with his hand properly wrapped around Noé without fabric in the way. The vampire moans against his lover's neck, needy and desperate for more as he allows himself to lightly move his hips upward and into Vanitas' touch. ]
You already...give me so much now. It means a lot.
[ And he feels greedy asking for more, even if he wants it. ]
More like you could ask for more, yet you kindly choose not to.
[Noé is selfless like that, and it's one of the reasons he adores him so. The other is proven in his actions, those lips against his throat while he starts a slow steady rhythm, the kind he hopes gets his lover as worked up as he himself is feeling.]
I won't deny that, heh. But it's something of an honor, getting to love you. So...
[He kisses at Noé's shoulder, pushing the fabric of his shirt aside in order to lightly bite at his dark skin, intending to leave him with yet more markings.]
[ And that's the truth. Vanitas isn't naturally as giving with his affection as Noé is, and the vampire understands that. He's practicing respecting his partner's boundaries, as hard as it can be sometimes to not shower the other in affection, but he's trying to rein it in as much as he can.
Right now, though, he's not holding back so much with how many kisses he peppers on Vanitas' neck, and with how his hands snake around Vanitas' waist to pull him a little closer. All of these are ways to show that he's enjoying himself, none of which are muffled when Vanitas bites at Noé's skin.
Noé lets out a pleasured cry and shudders at the contact. Between the bite and the hand around his erection, he's feeling a lot, and he's feeling very, very good. ]
I appreciate the sentiment, but don't feel you need to hold yourself back...
[Even if he can't reciprocate as much as Noé might like immediately in the here and now, knowing what he wants overall will help Vanitas learn how much further he has to go in becoming comfortable with being affectionate. It would give him a goal to shoot for.
He's grateful that his lover seems keen enough to share his desires at least for the most part now, drawing him in nearer so that they can be even more in contact with one another. Because despite being easily overwhelmed, Vanitas does enjoy their little sessions together, and hopes to do more for Noé as a means of thanking him for the love he's been shown.
Smiling against his dark skin, he continues stroking at him, thumb toying with the very tip of his length as a means of teasing him gently.]
[ He wants to show his love unfiltered, of course, but he also doesn't want to drown Vanitas in it and turn him off from it. If his other half says it's okay, though, then Noé should trust in it. Not that he needs to worry about it so much now, when they're both showering each other in attention and affection. ]
I – ah-! [ Noé gasps at the thumb over his tip, and Vanitas will feel a bit of precum on his finger. ] Nn, it's good...
[ He pants a little harder and doesn't bother to hold back – he bucks his hips upward and moves into Vanitas' hand, just slightly. ]
Absolutely. I want you to be as free as you help me feel...
[Perhaps he will find that he needs more breathing room than he thinks, but he doesn't see why they can't try this as Noé desires and then adjust as is necessary to accommodate his comfort. During moments like these, where they're being intimate, it seems easier to handle. It's mostly public displays or quiet moments between them that set his heart racing.]
Heh... [That reaction gets a smug grin, and he smears the fluid around in order to coat his hand with it so it'll glide easier as he returns to stroking Noé's shaft.] I'm glad.
[At that question, Vanitas can't help blushing heavily, though after staring down his partner for a few moments, he nods, removing his hand in order to gradually lean back and ready himself.]
[ He helps Vanitas feel free? That means so much – even if he'd promised to never let Vanitas be free again. He wants the other man to feel comfortable to be himself around Noé. That would be everything to him, and it is when Noé hears his lover's request. ]
Of course.
[ He feels an ache between his legs when Vanitas pulls his hand off, but when he leans back, Noé takes his cue to position himself between his partner's legs. He glances up at the other, a silent way of letting him know he's moving in, and Noé slides into his partner with a low groan. ]
Vani...
[ His cheeks turn red, too, as he leans in to greet Vanitas with a kiss. ]
[In this case he means "free" in the truest sense - unburdened by worry and fear. A freedom from being free... While he may not be completely open about being himself, even with Noé, he's certainly getting there. That much should hopefully be obvious to his lover with the way he speaks and how he acts.]
Good. I--
[As their eyes meet, Vanitas gets himself to relax more, allowing Noé in without much protest. He sucks in a breath before releasing it as a slow exhale that peaks as a whine, head tipping back against the pillows.]
Noé... So good...
[Welcoming him with open arms, he eagerly accepts the kiss, tongues twisting on each other as he pants and rolls his hips to meet him.]
[ Noé appreciates getting any part of Vanitas that comes from a place of comfort and trust. They've come a long way and Noé really appreciates the other's efforts in opening up, even if the process is slow. Noé is patient when it comes to this, though, so he'll gladly give Vanitas the time that's needed.
Noé begins to thrust into his lover at a moderate pace as he explores Vanitas' mouth with his tongue. A grunt escapes his lips as they kiss, and when he has to break away for air, he wastes no time in touching their foreheads together. ]
You feel so good... [ He looks at Vanitas with half-lidded eyes. Then, without much warning, he ducks his head to kiss at Vanitas' neck again, but captures some of his skin with teeth to nip and suck at a particular spot. ]
[It may seem odd that Vanitas himself would be grateful for the growth he's experienced after all his efforts at pushing others away - Noé especially - but the fact is, he's found a new sense of peace in being able to trust someone again. So he wants to repay those efforts with the only way he knows how.
And that's letting Noé know that he does indeed love him, body and soul. Once he starts moving, Vanitas melts into the mattress with muffled noise, eagerly chasing his tongue to tease it with his own before they start nuzzling one another. He tries to keep his eyes fully open, but they keep drooping from the pleasure.]
Ngh... That's my line... I can feel so much of you... So deep. [Craning his head up to allow for better access, he hisses lightly as those teeth mark him up, just like he always enjoys. He can't return the favor just yet, but he does rake his nails over Noé's back, not harshly, but enough so that he leaves little red trails over the dark skin.]
[ Noé doesn't feed on Vanitas, even if the scent of the other's blood is exceptionally strong. Instead, he focuses on leaving a different sort of marking, one that's not from feeding, but from his feelings and feelings alone. He kisses the area more and sucks harder before he pulls away. There's a little bruise there, just as Vanitas likes.
Noé rocks into his lover, and upon hearing that Vanitas likes how deep he is, he tries to go a little deeper, and he holds him close. ]
I am yours, mon amour... I love you, more than anything.
[ His voice is a little rough, but the tone behind it is genuine. ]
[While there's no doubt that Vanitas would have welcomed being fed upon, he's just as grateful for the love being shown to him in this other way. There's something special about each method of marking, with love bites being more sensual and affection-driven than the more literal fang marks. Shivering slightly as Noé works up a decent hickey upon his skin, Vanitas moans softly, a sound that only grows louder as his lover delves deeper yet still.
His head lolls from side to side, his breath coming in pants while he runs his hands along Noé's arms, relishing the strength of his muscles there. Those arms he feels so safe in.]
N-Noé... I-- [He revels in the roughness of his partner's voice, his own coming out in a whine.] I love you, too...
[ Those words are enough to get him to blush more, even with everything they're doing now. He smiles against Vanitas' neck and pulls back; his expression is needy and his eyes are half-lidded, but he manages to give Vanitas a smile. It looks a little like a smirk, but he leans in to kiss his lover as he continues to move inside of him.
Noé murmurs the other's name into the kiss and moves deeper, harder. He can't help himself. It feels way too good to hold back. ]
[Smirk or smile, both look deliciously good on Noé, to the point where it makes Vanitas burn with even greater need as they continue their lovemaking. He draws his legs up closer to his chest, providing greater access for his lover and driving himself even more wild. His head tips back to hit the pillows, and he shivers at Noé uttering his name against his lips.
His lips form silent words as the other drives into him, coming out as breathless pants and finally, groans of his lover's own name in return. He never wants it to stop, yet he's just as eager to reach his peak. A conundrum to be sure.]
[ Noé can't help but whine, either, from the buildup of pleasure in his groin ever since Vanitas started touching him. He nearly cries out from how close he is, and instead muffles it by letting his lips crash onto Vanitas' again instead. As he reaches his climax, his hand wraps around his lover's shaft and strokes him to encourage him to do the same.
He doesn't pull out, either, and shoots everything into his partner with a strained groan. He finishes, and when he's done riding it out, he pulls back to look at Vanitas, locking his gaze upon his lover. ]
[Normally Noé whining is something that rubs Vanitas the wrong way, but in the context of love-making, it takes on a whole new meaning, making him shiver with pleasure and arch up to meet his ever thrust. Whereas his lover may come close to crying, he actually does shed several tears from having his cock grabbed and jerked so gloriously, making his legs quiver and hips jerk as he feels that crashing wave of pleasure overtake him.
As warm floods him, he lets out a strangled sob, throwing a hand across his face to hide the way he comes so completely undone. It's always embarrassing, despite how wonderful it all feels. Yet his free hand remains ever on Noé, maintaining contact as his breathing evens out and he can steal a peek at the man he loves.]
[ Noé doesn't find it embarrassing at all; he actually likes seeing Vanitas like this, though he's sure that voicing that will only serve to fluster the guy, so he keeps that thought to himself. Slowly, he pulls out and presses a soft kiss to his lover's cheek. ]
Both of us, then.
[ He moves off of Vanitas and settles at his side instead. Noé drapes an arm over the other and pulls him in, not too much so as to give him a bit of breathing room, but enough to let him know he's here. ]
[It certainly would, so it's good for both of them that he's aware enough to keep such thoughts to himself for now. Eventually he may be able to share them, but right now? Probably not without some huffing and blushing and grumping from his lover. Grunting lowly from the sudden lack of Noé within him, he immediately moves to get him closer, still rather breathless.]
That's acceptable, I think.
[With Noé nestled close to his hip, he sighs contentedly, especially once he's drawn near. Although given plenty of space for himself, he scoots that last distance to snuggle up against the warmth of his lover's body.]
[ He smiles upon feeling Vanitas' warmth next to him, and it urges him to pull his lover closer. He lifts his other hand to gently brush some of Vanitas' bangs back, and then he leans in to press a kiss to his forehead. ]
You can use me for warmth all you'd like.
[ Since he knows just how cold Vanitas can get. Speaking of which, he'll pull the blankets up and over them to make sure they both stay warm. ]
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Ah...
[ His cheeks turn pink, and he works on undoing his belt since Vanitas is occupied. Once it's off, he'll work on unbuttoning his pants. Unless Vanitas wants to, of course. ]
I-it feels good...you always do.
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I'm glad... I revel in seeing you enjoy yourself.
[All the while, he leans in to kiss him again, watching as his skin colors a pretty, dusty pink. Absently, he reaches up to brush his free hand over said cheek, cupping it lovingly.]
You truly are a sight to behold.
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Me...? No, that's you... You cloud my thoughts every day, mon amour...and you're the first and last person I want to see every single day...
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We each have our moments. Though I'm pleased to know you think of me so much... And I shall endeavor to make that wish a reality, every day.
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Mm...I'd be - ah... [ He sighs, a little overwhelmed with how turned on he is, but he manages to press another kiss to his lover's throat. ] Really happy if that were the case.
[ And if Vanitas wants to sneak off to the rooftop while Noé sleeps, that's okay, too. He's gotten used to not having the doctor by his side every night, though a part of him selfishly hopes that'll change. ]
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Obviously I can't promise it immediately and all the time, but... [Now he withdraws his hand in order to slide his clothes down out of the way, exposing the vampire so he can properly grasp his length, all the while craning his neck for more kisses.] ...I shall endeavor to do my best.
[Now and then he might require some fresh air and the freedom of being by himself, yet that doesn't mean he won't return to Noé's side.]
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[ He doesn't sound displeased in the slightest, though, and he presses more kisses to Vanitas' neck as the other pleasures him, now with his hand properly wrapped around Noé without fabric in the way. The vampire moans against his lover's neck, needy and desperate for more as he allows himself to lightly move his hips upward and into Vanitas' touch. ]
You already...give me so much now. It means a lot.
[ And he feels greedy asking for more, even if he wants it. ]
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[Noé is selfless like that, and it's one of the reasons he adores him so. The other is proven in his actions, those lips against his throat while he starts a slow steady rhythm, the kind he hopes gets his lover as worked up as he himself is feeling.]
I won't deny that, heh. But it's something of an honor, getting to love you. So...
[He kisses at Noé's shoulder, pushing the fabric of his shirt aside in order to lightly bite at his dark skin, intending to leave him with yet more markings.]
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[ And that's the truth. Vanitas isn't naturally as giving with his affection as Noé is, and the vampire understands that. He's practicing respecting his partner's boundaries, as hard as it can be sometimes to not shower the other in affection, but he's trying to rein it in as much as he can.
Right now, though, he's not holding back so much with how many kisses he peppers on Vanitas' neck, and with how his hands snake around Vanitas' waist to pull him a little closer. All of these are ways to show that he's enjoying himself, none of which are muffled when Vanitas bites at Noé's skin.
Noé lets out a pleasured cry and shudders at the contact. Between the bite and the hand around his erection, he's feeling a lot, and he's feeling very, very good. ]
V-Vanitas... Mm... K-keep going, please.
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[Even if he can't reciprocate as much as Noé might like immediately in the here and now, knowing what he wants overall will help Vanitas learn how much further he has to go in becoming comfortable with being affectionate. It would give him a goal to shoot for.
He's grateful that his lover seems keen enough to share his desires at least for the most part now, drawing him in nearer so that they can be even more in contact with one another. Because despite being easily overwhelmed, Vanitas does enjoy their little sessions together, and hopes to do more for Noé as a means of thanking him for the love he's been shown.
Smiling against his dark skin, he continues stroking at him, thumb toying with the very tip of his length as a means of teasing him gently.]
As you wish... Heh...
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[ He wants to show his love unfiltered, of course, but he also doesn't want to drown Vanitas in it and turn him off from it. If his other half says it's okay, though, then Noé should trust in it. Not that he needs to worry about it so much now, when they're both showering each other in attention and affection. ]
I – ah-! [ Noé gasps at the thumb over his tip, and Vanitas will feel a bit of precum on his finger. ] Nn, it's good...
[ He pants a little harder and doesn't bother to hold back – he bucks his hips upward and moves into Vanitas' hand, just slightly. ]
D-do you...want me to wait until I'm in you?
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[Perhaps he will find that he needs more breathing room than he thinks, but he doesn't see why they can't try this as Noé desires and then adjust as is necessary to accommodate his comfort. During moments like these, where they're being intimate, it seems easier to handle. It's mostly public displays or quiet moments between them that set his heart racing.]
Heh... [That reaction gets a smug grin, and he smears the fluid around in order to coat his hand with it so it'll glide easier as he returns to stroking Noé's shaft.] I'm glad.
[At that question, Vanitas can't help blushing heavily, though after staring down his partner for a few moments, he nods, removing his hand in order to gradually lean back and ready himself.]
I'd like that. I want to feel you inside me...
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Of course.
[ He feels an ache between his legs when Vanitas pulls his hand off, but when he leans back, Noé takes his cue to position himself between his partner's legs. He glances up at the other, a silent way of letting him know he's moving in, and Noé slides into his partner with a low groan. ]
Vani...
[ His cheeks turn red, too, as he leans in to greet Vanitas with a kiss. ]
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Good. I--
[As their eyes meet, Vanitas gets himself to relax more, allowing Noé in without much protest. He sucks in a breath before releasing it as a slow exhale that peaks as a whine, head tipping back against the pillows.]
Noé... So good...
[Welcoming him with open arms, he eagerly accepts the kiss, tongues twisting on each other as he pants and rolls his hips to meet him.]
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Noé begins to thrust into his lover at a moderate pace as he explores Vanitas' mouth with his tongue. A grunt escapes his lips as they kiss, and when he has to break away for air, he wastes no time in touching their foreheads together. ]
You feel so good... [ He looks at Vanitas with half-lidded eyes. Then, without much warning, he ducks his head to kiss at Vanitas' neck again, but captures some of his skin with teeth to nip and suck at a particular spot. ]
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And that's letting Noé know that he does indeed love him, body and soul. Once he starts moving, Vanitas melts into the mattress with muffled noise, eagerly chasing his tongue to tease it with his own before they start nuzzling one another. He tries to keep his eyes fully open, but they keep drooping from the pleasure.]
Ngh... That's my line... I can feel so much of you... So deep. [Craning his head up to allow for better access, he hisses lightly as those teeth mark him up, just like he always enjoys. He can't return the favor just yet, but he does rake his nails over Noé's back, not harshly, but enough so that he leaves little red trails over the dark skin.]
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Noé rocks into his lover, and upon hearing that Vanitas likes how deep he is, he tries to go a little deeper, and he holds him close. ]
I am yours, mon amour... I love you, more than anything.
[ His voice is a little rough, but the tone behind it is genuine. ]
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His head lolls from side to side, his breath coming in pants while he runs his hands along Noé's arms, relishing the strength of his muscles there. Those arms he feels so safe in.]
N-Noé... I-- [He revels in the roughness of his partner's voice, his own coming out in a whine.] I love you, too...
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Noé murmurs the other's name into the kiss and moves deeper, harder. He can't help himself. It feels way too good to hold back. ]
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His lips form silent words as the other drives into him, coming out as breathless pants and finally, groans of his lover's own name in return. He never wants it to stop, yet he's just as eager to reach his peak. A conundrum to be sure.]
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He doesn't pull out, either, and shoots everything into his partner with a strained groan. He finishes, and when he's done riding it out, he pulls back to look at Vanitas, locking his gaze upon his lover. ]
You're so beautiful, Vanitas...
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As warm floods him, he lets out a strangled sob, throwing a hand across his face to hide the way he comes so completely undone. It's always embarrassing, despite how wonderful it all feels. Yet his free hand remains ever on Noé, maintaining contact as his breathing evens out and he can steal a peek at the man he loves.]
M..Maybe... Still think that's you, though...
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Both of us, then.
[ He moves off of Vanitas and settles at his side instead. Noé drapes an arm over the other and pulls him in, not too much so as to give him a bit of breathing room, but enough to let him know he's here. ]
How does that sound?
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That's acceptable, I think.
[With Noé nestled close to his hip, he sighs contentedly, especially once he's drawn near. Although given plenty of space for himself, he scoots that last distance to snuggle up against the warmth of his lover's body.]
Mmm, Noé... You're so nice and warm...
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You can use me for warmth all you'd like.
[ Since he knows just how cold Vanitas can get. Speaking of which, he'll pull the blankets up and over them to make sure they both stay warm. ]
I feel like we're getting better at this...
[ Because man, that felt great. ]
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