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The bouncing was nice. A sweet, repetitive motion, soothing to his bones. Vash’s eyes drooped,
gaze long gone hazy and unfocused.
Below him, Wolfwood rocked his hips into him, panting with exertion.
“You gettin’ lazy on me, blondie?” A hand slapped at Vash’s thigh, jolting him up and at
attention.
Vash rolled his hips down on Wolfwood, melting down to lay chest to hairy chest. Apologetic
kisses were pressed to his scruffy jaw, arms wrapped around Wolfwood’s shoulders comfortably.
“Sorry… Jus’ feels good…”
“Uh huh… That why yer fallin’ asleep, or am I just that boring? We can stop if yer not into it, I
can fuck my blowup doll and call it a night.”
Vash pouted and hit Wolfwood’s chest, though there wasn’t a lot of heat behind it. “You’d rather
have sex with plastic than with me?”
Wolfwood stilled, holding Vash’s hips hostage in his grip. He huffed beside Vash’s ear. “Never
said that, needle noggin’. If you wanna sleep, don’t let me stop you.”
Vash looked at him with half lidded eyes, watching Wolfwood stare back at him with dark eyes.
“Mmm… Then keep going.” He hummed, grinding down and swallowing Wolfwood’s cock
further into himself.
Wolfwood tutted, rolling his hips up into Vash with a disgruntled expression.
“So I am putting you to sleep?” He complained, a bit offended.
Vash’s hips undulated faster over him, setting the pace back to the quick bouncing Wolfwood
had given him earlier. He barely broke a sweat, a happy trill in his chest singing in satisfaction.
“It’s not a bad thing. It feels really nice to be full, and it’s like you’re rocking me…”
“Shit, should I sing you a lullaby?” Wolfwood was fucking into him faster now, hot silky walls
milking his cock with wet squelching squeezes, pulsing around him. Vash tossed his head side
to side, rubbing his nose into Wolfwood’s clavicle and holding him tighter.
“Mm-mm. Just hold me…”
Wolfwood rolled his eyes, but shifted his hands from his waist to wrap his arms around his back.
They rocked back and forth together, warm breaths mingled over sweat slicked skin.
“I got ya, ya big baby.”
“M’not a baby, I'm a full grown man…”
Wolfwood patted his back, his other hand reaching up to run his fingers through his hair. “Yeah,
yeah. Rock-a-bye, baby…”
“Mmn…” Vash hummed groggily, letting himself be soothed and slipping his eyes shut.