stretching out on it with a quiet sigh.
His ears flick at every little sound—the distant hum of pipes, muffled conversations coming from the street, even the subtle way the steady rush of water shifts when Vander moves under it. He takes a slow sip of his drink, —
His ears flick at every little sound—the distant hum of pipes, muffled conversations coming from the street, even the subtle way the steady rush of water shifts when Vander moves under it. He takes a slow sip of his drink, —
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Laying down in the bathrub, his ears are filled with the sounds of water running, the splish splash against ─
Eyes closed, he arches his back, head laying against the edge of the tub, as he squeezes his hand and moves a little faster. It doesn’t take long before his body begins trembling, limbs weakening as his fingers spread over the head, caressing & tugging, ─
A whimper of Sil’s name & it is done. He lays down for a moment, gathering his breath before finishing what he had come to do in the first place.
With a towel tied around his waist and another one wrapped around his neck, Vander steps out of the bathroom, steam coming out of ─
He flinches at the sight of Sil, frowning in confusion. “You’re already home, canary?” He then raises an eyebrow at curious ears, an amused puff of laughter making it past his lips. “Or should I say kitty? What’s with the ears?”