[ The way Vash's fist tightens into the fabric of Wolfwood's shirt the moment he feels lips against the bare skin of his neck is his biggest, most immediate tell. It certainly feels like his heart leaps into his throat in the same moment, and he simultaneously wants to pull Wolfwood in tighter and also wants to shove him off and then run away. If he steps back he'll just find the bark of the tree pressed against the middle of back again, so really there's not much room to run without shoving.
And somehow, that doesn't feel right either. Not when the proximity is the closest thing to comforting in a long time. He exhales a breath, trying his hardest to keep it even and unaffected, but if there's a sound that could be mistaken as a whine, no there isn't.
Stupid. ]
Let's... Let's go home, Wolfwood.
[ Vash shifts then, one foot stepping back as he moves his hand from where it is to slip between the two if them, the palm of it sliding up Wolfwood's front to settle on his chest with a gentle push. It's really a token effort to separate, but he keeps his hand there, soaking up the warmth coming from Wolfwood from underneath his shirt.
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Date: 2023-11-17 02:53 am (UTC)And somehow, that doesn't feel right either. Not when the proximity is the closest thing to comforting in a long time. He exhales a breath, trying his hardest to keep it even and unaffected, but if there's a sound that could be mistaken as a whine, no there isn't.
Stupid. ]
Let's... Let's go home, Wolfwood.
[ Vash shifts then, one foot stepping back as he moves his hand from where it is to slip between the two if them, the palm of it sliding up Wolfwood's front to settle on his chest with a gentle push. It's really a token effort to separate, but he keeps his hand there, soaking up the warmth coming from Wolfwood from underneath his shirt.
So stupid. ]