[To Vincent's gaze, he merely offers an apologetic shrug that seems to indicate there's nothing to do but to simply go for it where Noé is concerned. Snuggling up against his companion's back, he kisses along a shoulder blade, claws moving down to tickle over Noé's collarbone.]
...but we haven't done anything else. He's a nice, pristine canvas.
[He snickers softly at Vincent's attention to his hand and wrist, reaching out to brush those claws over his cheek as well. Not enough to scratch, but to provide just enough pressure to be felt. Behind him, he tail eagerly thumps, belying his seemingly calm manner. Not caring for the way he's stuck staring at Noé's back, Vanitas swings his legs around so he can kneel behind the vampire, propping himself up enough that he might get in at the back of his neck with his teeth, nipping at his nape with those sharp canines of his.
From there he can watch as Vincent begins disrobing their partner, a grin breaking out against Noé's dark skin. All the while his hands trace vague patterns over his front, all to work him up.]
[ That Vanitas should think to specify for his sake earns an amused sniff, but he's appreciative. As it stands, he'll only hum with intrigue, as his mouth works lower down Noé's abdomen.
Vincent only pauses in favor of unthreading tanned legs free of their confines, so he may toss the article of clothing aside at the floor. His palms trail up along his bare inner thighs, while taking in the sight of the man, fully exposed to them now. ]
All you need to do, Noé, is tell us if you want to stop. [ The blond utters, while lowering himself down onto his stomach, an arm hooking beneath the other's thigh. He'll look to Vanitas, too, to ensure that his lover is content enough with this current setup - and should the reception be favorable, he will carefully begin placing mouthy kisses down Noé's length. ]
[Noé sighs as Vanitas kisses along his shoulder blade, oblivious to the knowing, apologetic looks they were sharing about him. Part of him had always been attracted to Vanitas, so maybe in some ways something like this was inevitable. It's just that now they are here that Vincent is included. Because Vincent is like a part of a package deal with Vanitas now. It seems both of them are, given this current situation.
He gasps at Vanitas's canines at his neck. It almost seems far too unfair. That Vanitas could do this. And yet he wasn't allowed the same. But he understands why. He respects Vanitas's boundaries. He wouldn't ever risk that. He doesn't want a repeat of what happened at the amusement park. Doesn't want to risk Vanitas getting bitten. Why he had been so careful when they had kissed.]
A-ah....okay.
[He agrees, which is all he manages to get out before he bites his lip at the blonde kissing his length. It's easy enough to shift to hook an arm under his thigh, obedient and compliant as he is, shifting instinctively for Vincent. He isn't sure on what he should do in return, what he might do to help them during this. But maybe neither of them are expecting much yet.]
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Date: 2026-01-10 09:12 pm (UTC)...but we haven't done anything else. He's a nice, pristine canvas.
[He snickers softly at Vincent's attention to his hand and wrist, reaching out to brush those claws over his cheek as well. Not enough to scratch, but to provide just enough pressure to be felt. Behind him, he tail eagerly thumps, belying his seemingly calm manner. Not caring for the way he's stuck staring at Noé's back, Vanitas swings his legs around so he can kneel behind the vampire, propping himself up enough that he might get in at the back of his neck with his teeth, nipping at his nape with those sharp canines of his.
From there he can watch as Vincent begins disrobing their partner, a grin breaking out against Noé's dark skin. All the while his hands trace vague patterns over his front, all to work him up.]
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Date: 2026-01-17 08:01 am (UTC)Vincent only pauses in favor of unthreading tanned legs free of their confines, so he may toss the article of clothing aside at the floor. His palms trail up along his bare inner thighs, while taking in the sight of the man, fully exposed to them now. ]
All you need to do, Noé, is tell us if you want to stop. [ The blond utters, while lowering himself down onto his stomach, an arm hooking beneath the other's thigh. He'll look to Vanitas, too, to ensure that his lover is content enough with this current setup - and should the reception be favorable, he will carefully begin placing mouthy kisses down Noé's length. ]
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Date: 2026-01-17 09:07 am (UTC)He gasps at Vanitas's canines at his neck. It almost seems far too unfair. That Vanitas could do this. And yet he wasn't allowed the same. But he understands why. He respects Vanitas's boundaries. He wouldn't ever risk that. He doesn't want a repeat of what happened at the amusement park. Doesn't want to risk Vanitas getting bitten. Why he had been so careful when they had kissed.]
A-ah....okay.
[He agrees, which is all he manages to get out before he bites his lip at the blonde kissing his length. It's easy enough to shift to hook an arm under his thigh, obedient and compliant as he is, shifting instinctively for Vincent. He isn't sure on what he should do in return, what he might do to help them during this. But maybe neither of them are expecting much yet.]
Wh - what about you? What should I...?