[ if it’s worse than what he’s guessed already, there’s a pretty big part of vash that doesn’t want to hear it at all. but… he always knew that there was a time limit on both of them having the luxury of playing dumb, just like he knows that time is up. ]
… if it’s okay, I like holding you? [ voice tipping up into a question at the end, trying to put the choice in wolfwood’s hands. vash drops his hands to the other man’s hips, gives them a little squeeze. ] But if you need some space, I don’t mind. I get it.
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… if it’s okay, I like holding you? [ voice tipping up into a question at the end, trying to put the choice in wolfwood’s hands. vash drops his hands to the other man’s hips, gives them a little squeeze. ] But if you need some space, I don’t mind. I get it.