[Vasha is absolutely no virgin. He has been fucked so much in his life and it's hard to impress him or make him feel anything other than the typical physical enjoyment.
Something about Veritas taking his time and pushing in, though...it's doing something to him. His eyes start to sting a little.]
[Vasha isn't used to slow and soft and all of this. Most of the time, when he has sex, it's quick and fast and to the point, since it's usually for feeding.
This is new, and it's a lot, and he thinks he kind of loves this. He reaches for Veritas, wanting to cling.]
[There's so much. There's been so much since he got here tonight, and it's honestly a little overwhelming. He can't stop the tears this time, though they're not from pain or anything, and as Veritas moves Vasha finds himself slowly losing control.]
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[Vasha wants to be ruined for anyone not Veritas, honestly.]
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Eventually, he'll add a third finger, giving Vasha yet another kiss as a distraction. He'll be slow and careful about it, at least.]
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Think I'm ready, Veritas...
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[He'll remove his fingers to reach for the lube again, and once he's done preparing himself, he'll slowly and very carefully start entering Vasha.]
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[Vasha is absolutely no virgin. He has been fucked so much in his life and it's hard to impress him or make him feel anything other than the typical physical enjoyment.
Something about Veritas taking his time and pushing in, though...it's doing something to him. His eyes start to sting a little.]
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[He gently squeezes Vasha's hip.]
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[A tease, because if he doesn't tease he might lose it or something, he fears.]
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[Another kiss as he finally pushes all the way in and pauses.]
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Fuck Veritas, how--
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Are you alright?
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Tell me when you're ready for me to move.
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Okay, I'm good. Go ahead, Veritas.
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His smile is incredibly soft.]
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This is new, and it's a lot, and he thinks he kind of loves this. He reaches for Veritas, wanting to cling.]
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I've got you, Vasha...
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[He leaves another mark, gently squeezing Vasha's hip.]
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V-veritas, I--
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