[He should pull out, but... he wants to remain like this, just a little longer. He’s spent, warm, and having Ventus beneath him with his fingers in his hair. He’s not in a hurry to go anywhere just yet.]
[Slowly, his eyes open, and he looks up at Ventus. The green has taken over the entirety of his pupils, not a trace of gold left.]
[Even if he knew he should be concerned, he’s not. He’s connected to his light. That’s all that matters.]
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Ventus continues to pet Vanitas, feeling content. He smiles to himself, happy to just have Vanitas with him. Still inside him.
There’s nowhere else that he needs to be.]
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[Slowly, his eyes open, and he looks up at Ventus. The green has taken over the entirety of his pupils, not a trace of gold left.]
[Even if he knew he should be concerned, he’s not. He’s connected to his light. That’s all that matters.]