[He has to remove Lucifel's hand, sadly, so he can drink his yellow potion. But once he has, he'll just kiss the hand again, still laughing to himself.]
[Nice to know how easy it is to distract Vergil! He's going to keep at it, deftly attempting to open his pants and get his hand in. He only needs that one hand to do it. He's opened so many people's pants while in some way impaired, after all!]
[Look he's not used to this! Not that he wants Thancred to know it. Still, he gives a small whine despite himself once Thancred's successfully got a hand in his pants.
That embarrasses him all the more though, so while he wasn't going to, he goes for a rough, insistent kiss before anything can be said about it. He Will make him shut up!!!]
[Thancred laughs into the kiss, letting go of Vergil's shirt to run his nails lightly down his chest. His other hand, meanwhile, is fondling him gently and with expert care. He absolutely feels like he's winning right now.]
[He bites at Thancred's lip, then his chin and along his jaw. Maybe that won't keep him quiet, but he doesn't actually get that much out of kissing without affection.
He does, however, press his hips to Thancred's hand. Once again huffing out his frustration with enjoying this.]
[As Vergil moves along his jaw, closer to his neck, Thancred starts to tense again. But he forces himself to relax, because he refuses to not enjoy something that feels so nice. He's tilting his head to expose that tender skin, inviting more attention, more roughness. He'll eat up anything that makes him feel desirable, with a pleasured sigh.
He doesn't want it to stop, so he doesn't make any more teasing comments just yet. He's just stroking Vergil's cock with practised fingers and listening to him breathe.]
[His breath grows ragged quickly, which pushes him to bite all the more, hoping it might distract from the fact. Or that it might be less noticeable. But he doesn't move to Thancred's neck just yet, the way he reacted before stops him.
Instead he swipes the tip of his tongue across it, taking Thancred's cock in his hand to squeeze.]
[He absolutely cannot refrain from teasing. Of course Thancred is also easy, but he's not ashamed of it. There's nothing wrong with enjoying sex! And it's quite evident that he does, confidently, because his hand on Vergil's cock is slow and languid and attentive, and the way he presses his body up against him is warm and no little bit needy.
The context may not exactly be romantic, but who cares? Thancred's happy as long as he's getting attention, and feeling effective.]
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