[Whatever retort he could have come up with dies on his throat when Ventus kisses him again. The shock soon melts away as he brings his hands around Ventus's middle, holding him close as he kisses him back.]
[Hadn't Ventus just said they shouldn't be doing this here? Vanitas would say as much, but he's too busy absorbing those emotions Ventus is so good at stoking. He drinks them in with every kiss, those sickly sweet feelings like a hit of morphine to his system.]
[Vanitas isn't about to complain, though. He's greedy enough to take this attention where he can.]
[Dig a little deep. Dip a hand into those emotions. Ventus has been learning on what makes Vanitas tick and morph it into something else that he can twist and manipulate, able to run his fingers along the threads that tie them. Make Vanitas absorbed.
He pulls away for air though when he hears Sora's voice in the distance, drawing closer to where they are.]
[He's more than willing to take as much as Ventus is willing to give him, basking in those emotions that make his nerves thrum and his heart pound. A small part of him feels he should be concerned how easily Ven can make him melt, but it's hard to be upset when he makes the holes in his heart feel smaller.]
[Ven pulls away, and Vanitas's scowl returns. He turns to the sound of Sora's voice, seeing the boy approaching them from afar. A small burst of pride fills him when he sees Sora falter at the sight of him, but he doesn't move to attack. Not with Ventus right near him.]
[Sora looks to Ven in disbelief, then to Vanitas. The raven-haired boy looks down at the hand grasping his wrist, then shoots Ven a look. Then, with a sigh, turns to Sora. He doesn’t reply in affirmation of Sora’s question, but his lack of violent retaliation seems to placate Sora. After a moment, the brunette nods.]
Well, if you say he wanted to come, then it shouldn’t be a problem, right? Nice of you to stop by, Vanitas.
[Which means, he's not trying to punch Sora again. But those fingers along his wrist are enough to catch his attention, his hand twitching at the touch and fingers curling gently around Ven's when Ven's own reach his palm.]
[Sora blinks at the exchange, but decides to pay it no mind. He smiles, turning back to the way he came.]
Well, if you're here to see everyone, we're all waiting over here. Let's go!
[Vanitas doesn't have time to react when Ventus steals that kiss, not until he's already gone after Sora. Again, stunning him with those positive emotions... he grumbles and shakes his head, but follows after Ventus.]
[It's not exactly the prettiest of meetings, but all things considered it could have gone a lot worse. Riku, Kairi, and the others who have gathered are all justifiably wary of Vanitas, and Vanitas does nothing to temper his antagonistic remarks. But perhaps it's because he's outnumbered, or perhaps Ventus wanted him to, but he doesn't lash out at any of them. In fact, other than his words, he's remarkably well-behaved.]
[He may not like it, but he remains in their company for much of the day and into the late afternoon. Though he always tries to remain within eyeshot of Ventus.]
[There might have been some concerns about Vanitas, but Ventus just waves it off.
Vanitas doesn't bite. Not unless he asks him to.
It's only when they actually get a moment alone does Ventus drag Vanitas away to the Secret Place. No one would really expect them to be there and the others seemed to agree to finally give some space. More for Ventus' benefit than Vanitas' really. But once they're in that little cave, Ventus does pull Vanitas in for a deep and greedy kiss.]
[Vanitas won't bite. Because he was asked not to there's no point in doing so. He would only bite if he needed to. Or if Ventus told him to.]
[It's annoying, really. So many people keep hovering around Ventus, asking him things, being friendly with him. It stokes that odd possessive flare in him, the one that's been eating at him since his night with Ventus. But he manages, even with the wary looks from Riku, Roxas, and the others. He remains on the outskirts of the group, content to observe from a distance. The Guardians keep to themselves, and he keeps to himself. It's a mutual peace, at least.]
[Finally, he and Ventus get a moment alone, and Ventus drags him away. Vanitas is genuinely surprised to see somewhere like the Secret Place on these light-filled islands. Vanitas can sense the traces of darkness that linger in the corners of the rocks, and he feels a sense of familiarity and calm at the cold, quiet ambiance of the place.]
[He doesn't get long to ponder this, though; not when Ventus is pulling him in for a deep kiss, and a wave of emotion surges through him like a sucker punch. He lets out a grunt, but soon kisses Ven back, an arm reaching between them to grab at the front of Ventus's shirt and pull him in closer.]
[He steps closer, practically pushing Vanitas up against the wall as he deepens the kiss. The wave of emotions between them hits like a continuous tidal wave that threatens to drown them both and drag them into its depths.
He places his hands on Vanitas' hips as he scrapes his teeth against Vanitas' bottom lip, pulling back.]
[As overwhelmed as he is, Ven will have no problem pushing Vanitas against the cave wall. His heart thumps in his chest and resounds in his ears, and all he can do is respond with a hunger of his own.]
[Finally. Ventus has been giving his attention to too many people. It's about time he directed it to his darkness.]
[Vanitas lets out a low growl, green eyes flashing at the question.]
Yes.
[He should feel insulted at Ven treating him like a dog, dangling a prize above his snout. But he can't care, not when he's hungry for more of what Ven can give him.]
[Vanitas lets out a breath as he feels Ventus kiss his neck, tilting his head to the side to bare his throat to Ven. He grips his hands into Ven's shirt, holding tight as he pulled Ven closer.]
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[He says the word like it's a personal insult against him.]
If you don't want it then don't tease me.
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[He smiles at him teasingly.]
But you're fun to tease.
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And you're too good at being annoying.
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[He steps back before lunging forward to kiss him on the lips again.]
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He steps closer to him, almost as if trying to press his knee between his legs.]
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[Vanitas isn't about to complain, though. He's greedy enough to take this attention where he can.]
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He pulls away for air though when he hears Sora's voice in the distance, drawing closer to where they are.]
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[Ven pulls away, and Vanitas's scowl returns. He turns to the sound of Sora's voice, seeing the boy approaching them from afar. A small burst of pride fills him when he sees Sora falter at the sight of him, but he doesn't move to attack. Not with Ventus right near him.]
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Ventus waves to Sora, playing ignorance on how Sora faltered and how Vanitas seems to be brimming with pride behind him.]
Hey, Sora!
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[Sora blinks between the two of them, a baffled look on his face..]
Ven! Isn't that..?
Nice to see you too, Sora.
[Vanitas crosses his arms, remaining by Ventus. If Sora has a problem with him being there, he'll have to answer to Ventus as well.]
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[Ventus smiles at Sora brightly.
He reaches over, fingers curling around Vanitas' wrist. As if trying to anchor him. Or to least him. It's hard to tell.]
Vanitas wanted to come along.
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[Sora looks to Ven in disbelief, then to Vanitas. The raven-haired boy looks down at the hand grasping his wrist, then shoots Ven a look. Then, with a sigh, turns to Sora. He doesn’t reply in affirmation of Sora’s question, but his lack of violent retaliation seems to placate Sora. After a moment, the brunette nods.]
Well, if you say he wanted to come, then it shouldn’t be a problem, right? Nice of you to stop by, Vanitas.
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[He hums, seemingly pleased.
As if rewarding Vanitas for not lashing out, his fingers slides along his wrist and towards his palm in an almost tickling fashion.]
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[Which means, he's not trying to punch Sora again. But those fingers along his wrist are enough to catch his attention, his hand twitching at the touch and fingers curling gently around Ven's when Ven's own reach his palm.]
[Sora blinks at the exchange, but decides to pay it no mind. He smiles, turning back to the way he came.]
Well, if you're here to see everyone, we're all waiting over here. Let's go!
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Just lead the way then.
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[And while Sora goes off to lead them down the beach, Vanitas turns to frown at Ventus. He lets out a sigh, squeezing his hand.]
Come on, then.
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[Ventus redirects his grin to Vanitas.
He leans in to steal a kiss before leading him after Sora.]
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[It's not exactly the prettiest of meetings, but all things considered it could have gone a lot worse. Riku, Kairi, and the others who have gathered are all justifiably wary of Vanitas, and Vanitas does nothing to temper his antagonistic remarks. But perhaps it's because he's outnumbered, or perhaps Ventus wanted him to, but he doesn't lash out at any of them. In fact, other than his words, he's remarkably well-behaved.]
[He may not like it, but he remains in their company for much of the day and into the late afternoon. Though he always tries to remain within eyeshot of Ventus.]
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Vanitas doesn't bite.
Not unless he asks him to.It's only when they actually get a moment alone does Ventus drag Vanitas away to the Secret Place. No one would really expect them to be there and the others seemed to agree to finally give some space. More for Ventus' benefit than Vanitas' really. But once they're in that little cave, Ventus does pull Vanitas in for a deep and greedy kiss.]
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he was asked not tothere's no point in doing so. He would only bite if he needed to.Or if Ventus told him to.][It's annoying, really. So many people keep hovering around Ventus, asking him things, being friendly with him. It stokes that odd possessive flare in him, the one that's been eating at him since his night with Ventus. But he manages, even with the wary looks from Riku, Roxas, and the others. He remains on the outskirts of the group, content to observe from a distance. The Guardians keep to themselves, and he keeps to himself. It's a mutual peace, at least.]
[Finally, he and Ventus get a moment alone, and Ventus drags him away. Vanitas is genuinely surprised to see somewhere like the Secret Place on these light-filled islands. Vanitas can sense the traces of darkness that linger in the corners of the rocks, and he feels a sense of familiarity and calm at the cold, quiet ambiance of the place.]
[He doesn't get long to ponder this, though; not when Ventus is pulling him in for a deep kiss, and a wave of emotion surges through him like a sucker punch. He lets out a grunt, but soon kisses Ven back, an arm reaching between them to grab at the front of Ventus's shirt and pull him in closer.]
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He places his hands on Vanitas' hips as he scrapes his teeth against Vanitas' bottom lip, pulling back.]
Mm, you've been good today.
[He nips his lip.]
Do you want a reward?
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[Finally. Ventus has been giving his attention to too many people. It's about time he directed it to his darkness.]
[Vanitas lets out a low growl, green eyes flashing at the question.]
Yes.
[He should feel insulted at Ven treating him like a dog, dangling a prize above his snout. But he can't care, not when he's hungry for more of what Ven can give him.]
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[He nearly purrs.
Ventus presses more against him, leaning in to kiss his neck.]
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More.
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