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. ]
[His own breathing is a bit heavier with every moment, but he has to let out a quiet burst of laugher when Vanitas impatiently unbuttons the rest of his own shirt, exposing his torso fully. The scars, the marks, Aether knows them well by now, his lips traced them quite a few times. Yet, he's quick to do it all over again, as if a reminded to Vanitas that he's loved the way he is. That none of those marks make him any less treasured.
Aether's hands run down the other's sides, massaging the muscles as his mouth trails a path of kisses lower and lower. From shoulder to the chest, then steadily down to the center of Vanitas' stomach, then lower still, until his pants start getting in the way.]
[ He's come to accept those parts of him, that they're just things he had to endure and that's that. Aether tracing over them, though, always makes him feel warm. He's a little embarrassed by his own eagerness, but with Aether already at his pants, he can't help himself. The blond succeeded in riling him up, even if it was in an incredibly gentle way. Being loved, having all this attention from the only person he'd let this close...it does something to him every time, without fail. ]
[It becomes quite obvious to him that he can't make his lover wait for much longer even before Vanitas manages to say that small plea. And so, Aether removes the other's pants, tossing them aside before returning to run his hands up and down his lover's tights and kissing the inner side of one for a little bit. Just a the last moment before the grand finale.
And then he focuses fully on making Vanitas feel good, not stopping for a single moment until his partner is satisfied. Until they're both lost into the bliss of being with each other, until their both out of their breath, until they can only think of each other.
Until Vanitas knows that he's loved. That he will always be loved.]
[ Aether's done everything right, because all Vanitas can think about is him; after everything, after he's been able to return the favor, he can't hold himself back from pulling his partner close. Vanitas's expression is one of complete contentment, a contrast to how he can be so guarded. Aether has effortlessly lowered those walls time and time again. He likes being taken care of like this, it seems.
He grabs a blanket and gently drapes it over them. Then, he looks at him with kind eyes. ]
[He's easily pulled closer, snuggling into his partner's side, content and just plainly happy. Vanitas means so much to him, he can't even remember what his life used to be like before they met.
The look his partner is giving him makes Aether smile warm, bright and endlessly fond.]
You have nothing to thank me for. [He presses a kiss to Vanitas' cheek.] I'd to anything for you and I love every moment with you. But you know that by now, right?
[ Likewise, Aether has made such a profound impact on Vanitas that he feels and seems lighter, now. Like a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders. He's not as happy as he could be, but the difference between now and then is like night and day. He, too, can't remember what things were like before meeting Aether, and he closes his eyes when the other kisses his cheek. Ah. It's sweet as always. ]
Of course. [ And he'd never take advantage of that. In the past, he would've, but now? It's a different story. ] And you know that I feel the same.
[ He's not good at saying "I love you"; he's better at showing it instead. ]
[He leans their foreheads together and closes his eyes.]
I know. And I'm forever thankful for that.
[His voice is a little quieter, but then again there is no need for him to speak any louder. They're close, safe, warm. Aether could easily fall asleep yet again.
The sun may be shining bright outside the window, but he can hardly care. All he wants is to rest here, with the love of his life.]
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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. ]
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Aether's hands run down the other's sides, massaging the muscles as his mouth trails a path of kisses lower and lower. From shoulder to the chest, then steadily down to the center of Vanitas' stomach, then lower still, until his pants start getting in the way.]
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...Go on. [ His voice is strained. ] Please.
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And then he focuses fully on making Vanitas feel good, not stopping for a single moment until his partner is satisfied. Until they're both lost into the bliss of being with each other, until their both out of their breath, until they can only think of each other.
Until Vanitas knows that he's loved. That he will always be loved.]
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He grabs a blanket and gently drapes it over them. Then, he looks at him with kind eyes. ]
Never gets old. [ Hehe. ] ... Thank you.
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The look his partner is giving him makes Aether smile warm, bright and endlessly fond.]
You have nothing to thank me for. [He presses a kiss to Vanitas' cheek.] I'd to anything for you and I love every moment with you. But you know that by now, right?
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Of course. [ And he'd never take advantage of that. In the past, he would've, but now? It's a different story. ] And you know that I feel the same.
[ He's not good at saying "I love you"; he's better at showing it instead. ]
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I know. And I'm forever thankful for that.
[His voice is a little quieter, but then again there is no need for him to speak any louder. They're close, safe, warm. Aether could easily fall asleep yet again.
The sun may be shining bright outside the window, but he can hardly care. All he wants is to rest here, with the love of his life.]