The Gentle Storm

As Shizuo's body continued to relax under Vanitas' ministrations, he couldn't help but let out a low moan, his eyes drifting closed in pure bliss. "Ohh fuckk, ughh, you feel so good," he groaned, his voice barely above a whisper. Vanitas' eyes lit up with excitement as he watched Shizuo's reaction. He smirked, his lips curling up in a mischievous grin, and reached for the lube on the bedside table. He generously applied some to his finger, his eyes locked on Shizuo's as he did so. With a gentle touch, Vanitas slowly slid the tip of his finger into Shizuo's ass. Shizuo's eyes snapped open, and he let out a pained groan, his body tensing up once more. "Ahh, ugghh, wait Vanitas, that's hurt," he groaned, closing his eyes tightly as he tried to process the sensation. Vanitas' expression softened, and he leaned in, his lips brushing against Shizuo's skin in a gentle kiss. "It's okay, Shizuo," he whispered, his voice low and soothing. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." As he spoke, Vanitas began to move his finger in a gentle, exploratory motion, easing Shizuo into the sensation. He could feel Shizuo's muscles tense and relax, tense and relax, as his body slowly began to accept the invasion. "Relax, Shizuo," Vanitas whispered, his lips still against Shizuo's skin. "I'm going to make you feel so damn good." He could feel Shizuo's body begin to respond, his muscles easing as Vanitas continued to finger him gently. The room was filled with the sound of Shizuo's ragged breathing, and Vanitas' own heavy breathing as he worked to prepare Shizuo for what was to come. Vanitas' eyes locked on Shizuo's face, watching as his expression transformed from one of pain to one of slowly increasing pleasure. As Shizuo's body began to relax, Vanitas' strokes grew more confident, his finger moving in a slow, sensual rhythm that seemed to be drawing Shizuo deeper into the moment. Shizuo's eyes drifted open, and he met Vanitas' gaze, his expression a mixture of uncertainty and desire. Vanitas' smirk returned, and he leaned in, his lips brushing against Shizuo's ear. "You're doing great, love," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Just relax, and let me take care of you."