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[loewenbien]

[ Except once he is actually there, Lancelot's getting tugged up on the bed while Vane cuddles him from behind, arms around his body and face in his shoulder. ]

You're a real tease, Lancey... but you don't have to try and seduce me every time you want me around, you know.

[ It's not even moon time!! But he does squeeze him in against himself, seated with Lancelot's back against his chest and plants a kiss under his ear as he speaks. ]

That's a really cute costume though. And I'd want you to wear it again, so I won't rip it! Nu-uh. You'll just have to let me do whatever you want me to while you've got it in one piece!

[ritterstand]

I can't help it.

[ chuckles Lancelot with a bit of a laugh as he presses his body up against Vane's, the warmth of the other's body seeping into him. ]

If you're not going to tear it off me, then I suppose I can keep it on for you.

[ And Lancelot blushes here as he reaches behind him to touch Vane, wrapping his arm around the other's neck. ]

I wanted to try this for you... and just for you.

[ he admits in a small voice. ]

[loewenbien]

[ Once more, Lancelot's leaving him breathless, and not because he's possibly got his hand on his cock. He's just- incredibly overwhelmed by how intense his feelings are for him at this point.

To where his attire only serves to enhance the fact that Lancelot's wearing it, thereby making it extremely sexy as opposed to anyone else in it.

He can feel his heart hammering in his chest, and before he can stop himself, he pulls Lancelot's face up at an angle so that he can capture his mouth with his own, his arm in front of him moving so that he can move his hand to between his legs. His tongue swipes at the inside of his mouth, hungry, wanting, as his hand squeezes his arousal through the flimsy fabric.

When he breaks the kiss, he murmurs-

You could wear a sack and it'd look gorgeous, Lancey.

[ He doesn't need anything, anyone but him. As he begins to stroke him, he cranes Lancelot's head enough that he can kiss along his neck where it meets shoulder. ]

But I like you looking like yourself the most, you know.

[ritterstand]

[ Lancelot giggles, because he knows when Vane says things like this - it isn't flattery. He honestly believes it. Even though Lancelot doesn't believe these things himself, it's nice that someone does.

Vane is always nice to kiss, so wholly reassuring in how he is. And when the other had his "sexual awakening" (or rather, in Lancelot's mind, he thinks Vane finally allowed himself to think these thoughts and act on them, so less awakening and more coming to a realisation), Lancelot was more than happy to capitalise on it.

Which means when they pull away, Lancelot wastes no time in wrapping his hand around ]

I know, but you always do so much for me that I wanna do something for you too.

[ He touches Vane's broad chest, feeling and groping him. Lancelot loves this sensation, loves being able to feel Vane as much as he can. ]

I wasn't sure if it would work, but I'm glad it did, ah... yes...

[ Feeling the build up of sensations, Lancelot's breathing is heavy, he's holding back his moans because how on earth does Vane know where best to touch him. The way that Vane is touching him through the fabric feels so good, that his dick is already hard and leaking fluid from the tip. Ah, this was all too good...

Lancelot can't help but sweetly moan out Vane's name, his hips thrusting upwards as he's so eager to get close and to get more. ]