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“I was thinking,” Wolfwood starts, then stops. His tongue suddenly feels leaden. He’s squeezing his own knuckles, but he doesn’t realise until Vash’s non-prosthetic fingers crawl their way between his palms. Exhaling, Wolfwood loosens his grip and lets his hand slot against Vash’s instead, closes his eyes. “Sorry. I swear nothing’s wrong, it’s just—weird for me.”
“Take your time,” Vash murmurs. Wolfwood manages a smile.
“I—want you to fuck me?”
When Vash doesn’t say anything right away, Wolfwood opens his eyes. He’s met with a raised eyebrow and a slight birdlike head tilt, a little cute, even if the lack of enthusiasm sort of worsens the dewy palms issue. It’s worse because Vash is holding onto him with the hand that can feel sweat, and of course it’s as dry and cool as ever, steady and firm where their fingers interlock.
“Sure,” is what Vash finally says. “How do you want me to do it?”
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Wolfwood decides to take a different stance on a long-held boundary around penetration, so he and Vash work their way through it.
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