[Conrad smirks around slightly heavy breaths; it seems Vash has put a bit of thought into this. That knowledge makes Conrad both more eager and more frustrated. He's not about to stop, however. This is the first time Vash has been so receptive to his advances and he's not prepared to stop without exploring that further.]
Mmm. How could I say no to that?
[Conrad leans close to Vash, pressing their bodies together and moving as if he were about to steal another kiss, but then at the last moment he slides two fingers up Vash's chin, over his wet lips and into the heat of his mouth. It's a poor substitute for what Vash is saying, but perhaps enough of an imitation to give them some illusion of what they can't have. Conrad's lips move near Vash's ear and he lets out a low, quiet moan, one like he might make if they could have lived out this fantasy. His body shifts against Vash, not intentionally but he doesn't do much to stop it either.]