[He quickly listens to the other's plea, pulling away with small, quick breathes. Then he's caught into the kiss, lips parting under Vanitas' passion. Aether moans softly, then his arms wrap around his lover and he invites him to lay on top of him this time, do whatever he wants, however he wants.
When they part from the kiss, Aether lets a small, short breath, heart too loud in his chest. He smiles then, looking up. His still wet hair is splayed all around the pillows. His hands run up and down the other's back, and even though he can't really give him a proper massage anymore, he's still trying.
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When they part from the kiss, Aether lets a small, short breath, heart too loud in his chest. He smiles then, looking up. His still wet hair is splayed all around the pillows. His hands run up and down the other's back, and even though he can't really give him a proper massage anymore, he's still trying.
Or maybe he just wants to encourage Vanitas.]