Aden had had things he meant to say- he'd meant to ask what type of fantasies Vector had had about him, and he had meant to call him sappy for likening his skin to the night sky, his eyes to gems. Seeing him sinking down to his knees in front of him however, anything he'd meant to say slipped his mind.

He hissed a soft curse, fairly certain that this sight was akin to a religious experience.

"You're going to drive me insane at this rate, you know that, right?" He asked, voice soft and breathy as he reached to run his fingers through Vector's dark hair.