[closed] i walked across an empty land

[oathkeeper]

Who: Sora & Vanitas
When: When these threads happen
Where: Where these threads happen
What: Things for October
Warnings: Tba

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[darkcharge]

[ So it's fine if he just rolls the ear between his teeth a little, right? And then it's not a problem if a tongue flickers across that fuzzy surface.

Sora's going to have to let him go eventually. Especially if he starts to hum himself! ]

[oathkeeper]

[Vanitas is just owning the moment now, isn't he. Sora's leg seems to kick and thump a little as Vanitas's teeth and tongue graze right over the sensitive part of his long ear and he murmurs out.]

That feels too nice, Vanitas...

[He's pouting but also does enjoy the attention quite a lot. He loosens his grip and starts to shiver some more.]

[darkcharge]

[ Vanitas really likes it when the other gets that leg going. He can't help but snicker right into the ear he's torturing. Now when Sora loosens his grip, Van can wiggle an arm out. He'll try for the other momentarily. So Van get get a hand on that ear instead and pull his mouth off. ]

Be a good little bunny and I'll give you something nice.

[ He really does enjoy teasing Sora too. Doesn't matter how he manages to tease. ]

[oathkeeper]

[He's practically starting to melt already. His ears when being played with by his witch is just too much of a good feeling. It's only heightened with how much Sora wants things right now. He wiggles and lets out a soft chitter and leans his head in the right direction for more attention.]

I'm always good...!

[Sora whines softly and relaxes some more...]

[darkcharge]

[ Well let Van get his other arm out and then Sora can have both ears played with and massaged right at the base. Isn't this sort of where they had been at before Sora had gotten embarrassed? Well... Maybe it had been a bit more intense than this. ]

Good by my standards.

[ Not that he's exactly trying to push for more than the other is willing to give at the moment. Vanitas just likes that sound that comes from Sora. He finds that dusting of pink against the other's cheeks and the way that those eyelashes flutter just very appealing. ]

[oathkeeper]

[Sora chitters softly again. He relaxed enough that he's barely holding on now, just a melted pile of rabbit laying ontop of Vanitas so he can move his arms all he likes.]

What's your standard, then? What do I do?

[He coos softly. He's playfully curious what Vanitas will say. But at the same time, he's starting to get more distracted by the fingers touching his ears and the rumble of Vanitas' chest. How he smells so good too...]

[darkcharge]

[ There's a lot of things that Vanitas could say of course. For Sora to stay out of trouble and to not stick his nose where it doesn't belong. To just learn when to walk away from things. ]

Hmm. You don't know?

[ His thumbs press down and give a particularly hard rub to the base of those ears. Again, so many things that he could say. ]

Letting me back up onto the bed might be a good place to start.

[ The floor is starting to hurt his back a little. ]

[oathkeeper]

[And one long whimper from Sora at how good that particularly harder rub feels. He shifts and slowly sits up after it with a small sleepy look in his eyes.]

Fine, I guess I can do that.

[The other things? Would be a bit harder to do if he had heard it. But with that Sora does tug Vanitas up so they can go back to the bed properly.]

[darkcharge]

[ At least it's a sleepy look and not a heated look. Van doesn't think his heart could take another heated moment that doesn't actually lead into something a little more intimate.

So he just kind of follows Sora up onto the bed and sort of collapses there. ]

[oathkeeper]

[It's been a long day of moving and change so Sora is a little more sleepy than heated at the moment. Although those feelings from before are still slowly simmering under his nerves.

Once Vanitas collapses there Sora climbs in to curl up next to Vanitas too. He kicks at the blankets and tugs them up around them for some coziness.]

Still need... more blankets.

[He snickers quietly. Sleepy time.]