This is the second roleplay that FMB and I did. I forgot to mention in the first part that each paragraph switches off between characters. Enjoy and Review!
Vash gets home and sighs "It's so hot out there." he had to walk all the way home from school in the heat and he got all sweaty and pink-cheeked.
Berwald is reading a paper and dressed in a typical at-home outfit, a t-shirt and some shorts, and he looks up at Vash and quirks a brow, "Hmm?"
Vash huffs and shrugs his backpack off at the dining room table. "Dad, can I have some ice cream?" he opens the freezer and looks for some.
Berwald nods a little, "S'long as there's some left." He flicks his newspaper so it's standing straight again, but he isn't reading it any longer. He's too focused on the way the sweat drips down Vash's face.
Vash searches the freezer then pouts a little and whines "There isn't any left!"
Berwald sighs and lowers the newspaper again, looking over his son, then saying, "There's ice."
Vash sighs "Yeah . . But it doesn't taste as good."
He shakes his head a little and mutters, "Stubborn... Just eat it." He turns back to the paper, but still watches Vash through his peripherals.
Vash huffs and grabs an ice cube. He licks it then slips it in his mouth to suck on it.
Berwald narrows his eyes a little and keeps watching Vash, his grip tightening on the daily news. After a minute or so, he asks, "Better?"
Vash finishes the ice cube and fans his face, sticking his tongue out a little. "No!"
Berwald sighs and puts the paper down, "Take a cold shower." He suggests, getting a little annoyed by his complaining.
Vash sighs "Fine." he starts heading for the bathroom and tries to pull off his sweaty shirt at the same time.
Berwald tilts in his seat to watch Vash strip, then shakes his head and rubs his forehead. It is a little warm, but not so much that he'd complain. Then again, he hasn't been outside for too long.
Vash eventually gets his shirt off, leaving his hair a little messy. He disappears into the bathroom and starts the shower before shedding the rest of his clothes.
Berwald sighs again and turns back to his newspaper, assuming that once Vash finishes his shower, he'll stop complaining and start on his homework.
Vash tries to take a cold shower, but he just can't do it. The cold water makes his body feel weird and he ends up just getting out and drying off.
Berwald frowns when he hears the shower turn off much too quickly and he peeks up towards the bathroom door, hoping Vash still isn't complaining. Maybe he just needed to wet his hair a little...?
Vash steps out, wrapped in his towel and still frowning. He heads down to his bedroom to get dressed.
Berwald watches him leave, then after a minute calls out, "Better?"
Vash flops down on his bed in his towel and calls back "Noo!"
Berwald rolls his eyes and shakes his head, "Laying on your bed will only make you warmer." He points out, going back to his papers.
Vash groans and sits up, looking around his room. "Dad!" he calls out.
Berwald sighs and rubs his forehead, then calls out, "What?"
"Can you bring me some more ice, please?"
He closes his eyes and rubs his forehead. He could've grinned or yelled out 'told you so', but he held his tongue and stood, opening the freezer and filling up a rather large cup of ice cubes before heading to Vash's room.
Vash swings his feet back and forth a little over the edge as he waits for Berwald with the ice.
Berwald walks in and looks over Vash, then sighs and asks, "You really still hot?" He sits beside him on the bed with the cup.
Vash nods and grabs one of the cubes. Sticking it in his mouth and chewing on it.
Berry takes one of the cubes too, then presses it against Vash's neck, rolling it in slow circles and letting the water drip down his neck and shoulders.
Vash leans his head to the side to give Berwald more room to rub the ice.
Berwald runs the ice up his neck like a cold tongue, flirting with the back of his ear, then along his jaw, almost reaching his lips before it runs out.
Vash shivers a little and closes his eyes, mumbling "That feels good . . "
Berwald swallows nervously and nods, then asks, "Still hot...?" He takes out another ice cube and adjusts his postition so he's facing Vash.
Vash nods and adjusts his towel subconsciously. "I think I got a mini heat stroke, dad."
Berwald shakes his head a little and mutters, "Dramatic..." before pressing the ice cube against his throat, right on top of his Adam's apple, then slowly sliding it down, between the dip in his collarbone and down towards his naval, letting the cube press in for a short second, then swirl around it.
Vash rubs his legs together a little and mumbles quietly "I'm serious . . " he keeps his eyes closed and squeezes his towel.
Berwald just hums softly and lets the melting ice cube flirt along the edge of Vash's towel. After a quick minute of thinking, Berwald mumbles, "You'll become cooler if I can get your thighs, too..."
Vash is still for a moment then opens his eyes and nods. He grabs the bottom edge of his towel and slides it up to expose his smooth, creamy thighs.
Berwald swallows nervously, then grabs a new ice cube and runs his down Vash's right thigh, slow and tantalizing-like. He rubs his other hand against Vash's ignored thigh, pressing small circles into it.
Vash watches Berwald's hands and shivers a little, partly from the cold, but also from Berwald's touches. "I'm starting to feel better . . . "
Berwald nods a little, then whispers, "Just a little more... just in case." He takes another cube and looks over Vash's body, contemplating where he should 'cool down' for his son, then finally decides on his chest.
He presses the cube against Vash's right nipple, rubbing it in slow circles.
Vash flinches when the ice makes contact with his skin and bites his lip. Despite the fact that only one nipple has ice on it, both become erect and Vash blushes lightly.
Berwald reddens a little too and clears his throat to try and forget about it, but he continues swirling the cube against his stiff little nub. He slowly lowers himself to Vash's other nipple, letting his tongue flick against it a few times.
Vash makes a small embarrassed sound and puts his hand on the back of Berwald's head. "Dad . . I don't think doing it right now will help my body temperature . . " He mumbles.
Berwald shakes his head a little, then says, "I have an idea." He gets another ice cube and pulls away Vash's towel completely, pressing the ice against Vash's dick.
Vash moans and presses his legs together, tightening his grip in Berwald's hair. "Ah! That's too cold!" His cock shrinks a little from the cold and he blushes more.
He nods a little and rubs it against his tip, then presses it against Vash's lips for him to eat it. "Get on your knees."
Vash lets the cube slide into his mouth then gets down on the ground. "Down here, dad?"
He nods a little and presses another ice cube against his shoulders and undoes his shorts, pulling out his cock, "Suck me with the ice in your mouth..."
Vash nods, grabbing a new piece and putting it in his mouth. He takes Berwald's dick in both hands like he always does and rubs it slowly. Once it's nice and hard, little Vash stars sucking on the tip, pressing the ice against it with his tongue.
Berwald shivers and lets out a small sigh, still rubbing the ice against Vash's back in small circles, "Good..." He mumbles, letting his head droop forward a little.
Vash moans softly and closes his eyes, letting the melting ice run down the underside of his dad's dick to his sack. As the cube melts, he's able to slide more cock into his mouth and suck harder.
Berwald strokes Vash's hair with his free hand, the ice cube on his back melting quickly and running along his spine. When both cubes are gone completely, Berwald whispers, "Alright. Hands and knees."
Vash does as he's told and pulls off of Berwald with a pop. He climbs back up on his bed and gets on his hands and knees.
Berwald grabs another cube and presses it against his tailbone, rubbing and squeezing his ass as he watches the ice melt. He leaves a few soft kisses along his shoulders and spine.
Vash bites his lip and shudders as he feels the cold water trickle down, between his cheeks. He looks back over his shoulder to see what Berry is doing.
He looks up at Vash, then kisses his neck and slides the cube down, along Vash's crack and against his little hole.
Vash tightens up and clenches his butt. "Are . . Are you sure it's okay to go in there?" he asks, a little unsure.
Berwald nods and kisses his hip, then starts pressing the ice cube into him, pushing it in deep with his fingers.
Vash muffles his moan against his arm and tries not to tighten up any more. "so . . Cold . . "
Berwald clicks his tongue and lightly taps Vash's bottom, "First you complain about heat, now the cold..." He shakes his head and pulls his fingers back, the pushes in a second ice cube.
Vash buries his face in his pillows and shivers a little. He squeezes the cubes with his butt, hoping they'll melt quickly.
Berwald moves down a little and presses in a third cube, the rubs his anus with his tongue before letting that join the cubes inside of him, slurping and licking and sometimes flirting with the melting ice.
Vash turns his head to the side and pants cutely "Dad . . . " he runs his own hand down to his hard crotch and starts rubbing and pulling at his foreskin.
Berwald lets out a soft grunt as a response, squeezing his ass and spreading his cheeks further so he can bury his tongue in deeper, a little annoyed that the cubes are melting so still somewhat cold water starts running down between Vash's thighs and some of it trails along his sack.
Vash slides his hand around himself and starts pumping slowly. He feels the water trickle down and shivers again.
Berwald reaches between Vash's legs and lightly pinches the tip of Vash's dick, playing with some of the foreskin while he pumps. He vacates Vash's body and wipes his mouth with his other hand, then leans forward and kisses Vash's shoulder.
Vash moans and pumps a little faster "Touch me more . . . More, dad . . "
He kisses his neck next and grabs another cube, pressing it against the tip of Vash's dick again and twisting it a little. "I can put more inside of you if you'd like..."
Vash nods "But . . . Wait until the rest melts . . " he wiggles his hips a little, letting the cold water run out. His body is cooled off but his cheeks are hot with blush.
Berwald nods and gets another ice cube, pressing it against the back of his neck, then running it down between his shoulder blades before skirting under his armpit and teasing his nipple with the cold block once again.
The boy shivers and pushes his hips back towards Berwald "I'm ready for another . . "
He nods a little and kisses his shoulder blade, presses the ice cube in his hand against Vash's lips, then getting a new one and rubbing it against Vash's taint, teasing
he sucks on the ice and whines "Quit teasing! Please . . " he thrusts his hips back to try and make it go in
he hums lightly and presses the ice cube in half way, then pulls it back out, "Beg."
Vash whines again and finishes the ice in his mouth. "Please daddy . . Put it in me . . I want it . . Please!" he pumps himself a little faster.
He hums softly and presses it in half way again, twisting it slowly back and forth, then letting Vash's body suck it in, rubbing his anus with his forefinger after the cube is gone.
Vash squeezes it and whimpers softly, rolling onto his back so he can face Berwald "Dad . . I want you . . " He blushes a little as he says this, but doesn't break eye contact.
Berwald's brows rise in interest, then he grabs another ice cube and presses it against his throat, "Make me believe you." He mutters softly, rolling the ice down his chest, then across his stomach and finally reaching his hard-on again, running it up and down the length
Vash lifts his hips against the ice and mumbles "I . . Don't know how . . I just know I want you. I love the way you feel inside me . . And we haven't . . For a long time."
He thinks about it for a second, still rubbing the ice against his dick, then suggests, "Tell me what you miss the most from our activities. In detail." He kisses Vash's neck, the ice in his hand melting and more cold water trickling down from between his legs.
The boy hums and says quietly "Well . . I like when you first press in . . And I can feel it stretching me and filling me up. . And when you start off slow and kiss my neck . . . And tell me you love me . . " he fumbles with his fingers in a nervous manner.
Berwald nods a little and kisses his cheek, "You want me to love you slowly?" He grinds against Vash slowly, the ice in his hand melting until only his fingers are rubbing him.
Vash nods "Yes, please . . " he arches his back just a bit, sticking his little chest out and trying to get closer to Berwald. He also spreads his legs just a little to give Berry room.
He grunts in understanding and gets up, leaving the room only for a minute, then coming back with some lube. He pops it open and rubs some on himself, pumping his cock a few times, then pressing the tip against him. Before he presses in, though, he pulls away again and presses two more ice cubes into him, then presses in, wanting to really stretch Vash and feel the cold contrasting with the heat of his body.
Vash bites his lip and watches his Dad's dick slide in. He subconsciously holds his breath, feeling the ice slide further and further. "So big . . " he breathes
Berwald groans softly when he's all the way in, rocking his hips a little to feel the ice rub against the tip. He looks up at Vash for his approval to move.
Vash closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, squeezing Berwald a few times. When he's finished adjusting, he opens his eyes and nods slightly.
Berwald kisses Vash's forehead and slowly slides out, then pushes back in, grunting at the ice against him and the tightness of Vash's body. He keeps the slow pace, nuzzling Vash's jaw with his nose.
Vash moans cutely and clutches the sheets as he tries to stay relatively relaxed. "That feels so good . ." he mumbles, letting Berwald know he's doing a good job.
Berwald grunts softly and kisses his shoulder, still working slowly in and out of little Vash. He pulls his legs up so they're around his waist and he keeps moving, then whispers a soft, "I love you, Vash..."
Vash whimpers softly and wraps his legs tighter around his waist. "I love you too, daddy . ." He blushes a little since he doesn't usually call Berwald 'daddy', well not since his mom died anyways.
Berwald groans at the name he missed hearing and speeds up just a little, going deep enough and pressing the ice against his prostate, kissing his neck eagerly.
Vash clenches a little when he speeds up and bites his lip. "Kiss me daddy . ." He reaches up and wraps his arms around Berwald's neck to bring him down for a kiss.
Berry kisses him deeply and strokes his cheek with his thumb, feeling the ice inside of Vash melt entirely, letting him thrust in deeper. When they pull away for a breath, he whispers, "Love you so much..." and kisses him again.
Vash whimpers and arches his back a little each time his prostate is hit. He keeps kissing and tangles his fingers in Berwald's hair. He sneaks his small pink tongue into Berwald's mouth and rubs it against his teeth.
Berwald groans and lets their tongues meet, then he pulls back from the kiss and grabs another piece of ice, pressing it between Vash's lips, then kissing him again and licking the cube, wanting him to play along. He squeezes Vash's ass gently and adjusts his angle so he can hit his prostate easier.
Vash shakily licks the ice then passes it into Berwald's mouth, flirting playfully. "I was wrong about what i said before . ."
Berwald gives him a questioning look, slowing down much more and waiting for him to elaborate, sucking lightly on the ice in his mouth.
"Ice tastes delicious." he pulls Berwald close again and sucks the cube out of his mouth into his own. He jerks his hips a little, encouraging Berwald to press deep again.
He kisses back happily and thrusts in deep again, speeding up a bit to make up for the lost time. He feels like saying 'I told you so', but he holds his tongue again and instead steals the ice from him and runs it down Vash's neck with his lips, rubbing his thumbs against Vash's thighs, close to his cock.
Vash tilts his head back to expose his neck and feels his crotch throb with Berwald's hands so close. He bites his lip and runs a hand down his body to rub himself.
Berwald's brows furrow just slightly and he presses the cube against his throat, then back into Vash's mouth so he can bite his shoulder and whisper "Hands above your head or on me."
Vash winces from the bite and whines "But I need to be touched . ."
Berwald nods a little and kisses him deeply, slowly moving his hands closer to his cock and continuing to rub. He presses in a little harder as he thrusts.
The boy moans and lifts his hips a little "I'm getting close daddy. . keep rubbing, please . ." He returns Berwald's kiss, sucking on his lip and everything.
Berwald groans and rubs his thumb against Vash's dick, going up his length to the tip, then back down to his sack and rubbing in a gentle circular motion before going back up again.
Vash's moans get progressively louder with each thrust as he gets closer to coming. He can feel Berwald pressing hard against his prostate.
Berwald whispers, "I love you so much..." and thrusts harder, pumping him now and running his tongue along the shell of his ear, then kissing his neck.
"I love you t- ah!" Vash arches his back and comes all over his stomach and Berwald's hand. he moans cutely and pants heavily.
Berry groans in his ear and presses in deep, coming inside of cute little Vash and clutching his thighs tightly as he lets go.
Vash squeezes him as hard as he can to make sure he gets all the come out then lets his dad fall forward to lay on top of him.
Berwald is panting heavily, but tries to level out his breathing quickly and he noses Vash's neck again, "Better?"
Vash smiles and nods, petting his hair "Yes. Thank you."
He sighs softly and nods, "Good." He kisses his neck, then his temple and he rubs Vash's hips.
Vash sighs and plays with Berwald's hair as a distraction. "Dad . . Is this . . Wrong?"
Berwald quirks a brow and looks at Vash with one eye, still rubbing Vash's hips, "What?"
"I mean us . . Having sex like this. Is it wrong because we're related? Or is it okay because we're both boys?" he glances at Berwald then looks away again.
Berwald thinks about it quietly for a minute, then asks, "Even if it were, would you care?" He kisses his forehead.
Vash shakes his head slowly "No . . I love you dad and I always will."
He nods and whispers, "So it doesn't matter." He closes his eyes, then sits up a little and removes his glasses before laying back down again.
Vash thinks for a few moments then asks quietly "Do you care?"
Berwald shakes his head tiredly, then mumbles, "As long as you're okay with it." He kisses his forehead and closes his eyes, "Love you."
Vash nods "I love you too . . Will you smile for me, dad?" he caresses his cheek gently.
Berry thinks about it for a minute, then reaches over to Vash's cabinet and finds a pen and a paper, then draws a quick little cartoon smile before placing it over his lips. "Good?"
Vash crosses his arms and pouts "No. I want a real smile."
Berwald sighs a little and presses their foreheads together, then his lips twitch uncomfortable into a small smile, obviously unused to the new direction.
Vash smiles back and kisses him "Thank you."