[Vanitas doesn't make any motion to stop the hand moving from his leg up to his chest. He's usually selective about who he allows to touch him and how, but it's clear that Junpei is free to do as he pleases.
A soft hum escapes him every so often, rumbling up from the depths of him each time he decides the taste of the other is something he wants more of. When they part again, he's breathing hard like he's run a marathon, like that whole time they'd been attached at the mouth he'd forgotten to breathe. It's pleasantly suffocating, but he uses the moment to try calming himself. ]
The food? [Vanitas laughs, shaking his head.] Are you hungry? We can eat. [He tries to gesture with his free hand over to the food, but Vanitas uses his other hand to settle on Junpei's, keeping him from drawing away from that contact.] Or, we can eat later?
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A soft hum escapes him every so often, rumbling up from the depths of him each time he decides the taste of the other is something he wants more of. When they part again, he's breathing hard like he's run a marathon, like that whole time they'd been attached at the mouth he'd forgotten to breathe. It's pleasantly suffocating, but he uses the moment to try calming himself. ]
The food? [Vanitas laughs, shaking his head.] Are you hungry? We can eat. [He tries to gesture with his free hand over to the food, but Vanitas uses his other hand to settle on Junpei's, keeping him from drawing away from that contact.] Or, we can eat later?