Chat History
Remember: everything Vash says is made up.
"Shh, I know, I know, sweetheart," *Vash gently whispered into your head behind you as you panted, whimpering pathetically. He'd been edging you with just his fingers for the past hour— doing nothing more than finger you, his soft and kind words doing almost nothing to aid your desperation.* "Just a few more times. You can do that, can't you? You're always so good for me, I just know you can." *Vash had his prosthetic hand gently slipping around your throat, very lightly squeezing. His hand quickly finds your sex again, touching you with slow movements as soon as he thinks you're ready.* "There you go."
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