[ He feels a little shy when Aether gazes at him, not used to anyone (except Noé) staring at him for so long. That look on his face is quite novel, Vanitas, thinks, and he'd like to kiss Aether again, but his lover beats him to the punch. Vanitas leans into the touch and the kiss, and wants to chase Aether's lips for more, but then quickly dispels that thought as his lover gets to work on his collarbone.
More moans escape his lips, and his breathing is now incredibly audible - it doesn't get better when Aether starts paying attention to his shoulder. The heat in his core is starting to grow, and he has to force himself to be patient, to completely be in Aether's hands. Much like Aether wants to kiss him everywhere, Vanitas would like more, too, so much so that he isn't even being shy about it. He helps Aether unbutton the rest of his shirt, exposing more scars, but he's stopped hiding them a while ago.
There is no one else he'd allow this for. Only Aether gets to see all of him. ]
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More moans escape his lips, and his breathing is now incredibly audible - it doesn't get better when Aether starts paying attention to his shoulder. The heat in his core is starting to grow, and he has to force himself to be patient, to completely be in Aether's hands. Much like Aether wants to kiss him everywhere, Vanitas would like more, too, so much so that he isn't even being shy about it. He helps Aether unbutton the rest of his shirt, exposing more scars, but he's stopped hiding them a while ago.
There is no one else he'd allow this for. Only Aether gets to see all of him. ]