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Azwel

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Date: 2019-05-24 05:58 pm (UTC)
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Azwel's breath catches as Vash starts to move under him. He can sense that building of energy as it bounces between the array and the device on his head and into the batteries. The array starts to turn faster, now.

Words well up in Azwel's mind but the device won't allow him to say them. All he can do is move, his rhythm slipping into that pace that he can't stop. His breathing grows harsh and yet he kisses Vash's neck and shoulder tenderly and strokes his hair, trying everything he can to soothe him. He's swiftly losing all thought, and yet he doesn't fall into that sweet oblivion this time. Instead a swirl of data surrounds him and his brain immediately dives into it, sending it winding around itself in streams and spirals and helices until it makes sense to... something. If not to him then to the device, whose light flickers between yellow and green.

The array turns faster. The light pulls harder. Azwel's hips grind against Vash's, then buck spasmodically as a shaky sound escapes him. The sheath eagerly sucks up Azwel's release and yet he doesn't stop moving. Doesn't stop trying dimly to soothe Vash.
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