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Hi! Took me a while
to get through this one for some reason.
Thanks to Jaina and Arafel for letting me bounce ideas off of you both. And thanks to everyone else for the
encouragement and for sticking with the story.

Chapter 10

Millie sat at the kitchen table, forehead furrowed in
concentration. Her delivery date was
less than a month away, but she had yet to decide on a name. The baby name book she was reading was
already dog-eared and worn. In typical
Millie fashion, she searched for names in her own way, looking at pages in no
particular order.

Vash slouched in the chair across from her, serving as a
sounding board for the names as she called them out.

�David�beloved.
Maybe for a middle name?�

�I like that one.�

�Ezekiel�God strengthens.�

�That�s a mouthful for a little guy.�

�Peter�Rock.�

Vash laughed. �We�ve
got enough rock on this planet, don�t you think?�

�Alexander�Protector of men.� Millie smiled. �That�s a
nice goal for a child.� She flipped through
the pages again. �Jason�healer.�

�Healer�can�t have too many of those around here.�

�Andrew�Manly.� Millie frowned. �I don�t like that for a baby.�

Vash shrugged. �Have
you thought about naming him Nicholas?�

�Yes�but I want him to feel like his own person. Not a replacement or anything.�

Millie she continued to flip through the book. She paused on one page, and her eyes
softened.

�Isaiah�salvation of the Lord,� she said. �I think�if his daddy was still alive�that
this baby would have been the last thing he needed to feel redeemed�to feel
saved.� She wiped away a tear and
smiled. �What do you think, Mr. Vash?�

Vash forced his words out around the lump in his
throat. �I think Isaiah is a great
name.�

�Isaiah David Wolfwood.�
Millie patted her belly. �Oh,
sweetie, we can�t wait to meet you.�

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One week after the baby�s name had been decided, Meryl
received a response from the Bernardelli headquarters in December City. Her idea had been well received by the
management, and the powers that be were open to her idea of setting up shop in
the small town.

They were especially pleased by Meryl�s proposal to use the
boarding house as both home and office, as the women could then be on call at
any hour of the day or night. In the
response letter, they sent enough money for three months rent, plus extra for
furniture and other necessities. After
the first three months, another agent would be sent out in order to decide
whether the building was sound enough to buy, or if it would be more
cost-effective to construct a new one.
The Sweetwater branch of the Bernardelli Insurance Society would be the
newest office to open in the region.

Full of excitement at the news, Meryl and Millie rushed
around making plans for the move. Meryl
made the arrangements to rent the boardinghouse, and the owner was so grateful
that someone was taking the property off his hands that he would have agreed to
anything. He walked through the house
with Meryl, helping her with a checklist of items they might need. There were some items left in the house,
beds and a few tables and chairs, but they would need a kitchen and a dining
room set, and the office needed furniture as well.

And Meryl didn�t even want to think about what had been
sleeping on those leftover mattresses for the last few years. Those would have to go.

Even if Millie hadn�t been so close to her due date,
cleaning the entire house would have been a huge task for the two women. Knives and Vash were not to be trusted with
cleaning on this scale. In typical male
fashion, the bigger the cleaning task, the weaker and more helpless the
brothers became; until they were hardly able to move dust around with a
broom. The landlord offered to arrange
for some extra hands, as there were women in the town who would be happy to
earn a few extra double dollars.

So with a smile on her lips and a dangerous glint in her
eye, Meryl announced that the twins would spend their weekend driving to LR,
loading their new kitchen and dining room furniture onto a rented truck, and
driving it back.

Knives balked, scowling when Meryl asked if he would rather
sleep on the floor and eat dinner standing in front of the fireplace. Millie couldn�t go, and Meryl didn�t want to
leave her alone. That left the two men
to handle it. Millie ended the argument
by suggesting Knives take the opportunity to do his own shopping. He paused, then looked thoughtful and left
the room.

When Meryl questioned Millie what she had meant, the taller
woman simply smiled and declined to respond.

<><><>

�Come on, Knives, it won�t be that bad.� Vash said cheerfully. �We get to go on a trip, just us guys.� He loaded his bag into the back of the
borrowed truck.

Knives grunted, and swung his own bag into the
truckbed. It was still dark, and too
damn early for his brother�s nonsense.

�Do you have the list?�
Meryl asked. She would have
preferred to go herself, to make sure everything went smoothly. Millie stayed in bed during the sendoff,
having said her goodbyes the night before.

�It�ll be fine, Meryl.
Don�t worry so much.�

She snorted in response.
�Just remember what I said. Low
profile. Stay out of trouble.� She
looked at Vash. His hair had grown out,
and he no longer kept it in its trademark spikes. Even so, she worried that he might be recognized.

�Yes, dear,� Vash said, smirking at Meryl�s answering scowl.

�Millie and I ordered some clothes. Don�t forget to stop at the store for
those. All you have to do is pick them
up; they�re already paid for.�

�Yes, yes,� Vash sighed. He guessed he couldn�t blame her for worrying. Trouble did have a way of following him
around.

Knives nodded to Meryl and got into the truck. :Let�s go.:

:Just a minute.:
Vash responded.

He leaned in closer to Meryl, enjoying the light flush that rose
to her cheeks. �Will you miss me?� he
asked cheekily.

�If you do what I tell you, you�ll be back tomorrow. I have tons of work to do. I won�t have time
to miss you,� Meryl muttered.

He hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her even
closer. Damn that man, Meryl
thought, as her heart skipped a beat.

�You didn�t answer me,� he said softly.

Meryl decided it was time she took some control out of his
hands. A slow smile spread across her
face as she placed her hand around his neck.
Eyebrows raised, he bent closer to her.

She began tracing small circles on the nape of his neck and
watched his eyes darken.

�Maybe�� she said slowly.

�I�m driving across the desert to furnish our home and all I
get is a maybe?� Vash shook his head
with a dramatic sigh. �I need
encouragement for all my hard work.�

Meryl raised an eyebrow and pulled his face even closer to
hers. She could feel his breath against
her mouth. His eyes widened in
anticipation.

She tipped her head and lightly brushed her mouth against
his, pulling back when he attempted to deepen the kiss. At his puzzled noise, she moved forward once
again, kissing him harder, while running her other hand along his chest. His sharp intake of breath proved that he
liked that very much.

Meryl broke the kiss, enjoying the dazed look on his
face. �If you do a good job, just think
how glad I�ll be to see you when you get back.� The hand on his chest slid down
to the waistband of his pants. The
muscles of his abdomen tensed in anticipation, and Meryl held back a chuckle.

She smiled and stepped back, removing her hands and quirking
an eyebrow. �You�d better get
going. The sun will be up soon, and you
want to do as much traveling before sunrise as possible.�

Vash nodded dumbly, wondering where this new teasing Meryl
had come from. Not that he was
complaining.

She stepped around him and climbed back up the porch, giving
him a cheerful wave before entering the house.

Vash blinked, then climbed into the car.

�Can we go? Maybe if
we drive fast enough the sand can scour the sight of that disgusting scene from
my eyeballs,� Knives said.

Vash grinned and started up the truck. Not even his brother could ruin his mood
now.

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They arrived in LR shortly before midday. Knives was surprisingly calm, having passed
the time in silence. The time spent
alone with his brother was balm to his sensitive nerves, and it showed. His eyes were calmer and the seething anger
normally present in his stance was banked.

He would need every bit of calm he could get. LR was easily ten times the size of their
current home, and it was a struggle for Knives to adjust. His mental shield would get a workout here.

After a couple of hours, he was beginning to understand why
Meryl was so snippy all the time.
Looking after his brother when he�d decided to put on his idiot act was
demanding, and it was a chore to keep him on task. Knives didn�t want to stay in the town any longer than necessary.

The brothers took care of the easiest task first and picked
up the girls� new clothes at the haberdasher.
After visiting the furniture store, they arranged to pick up and load it
onto the truck later when it wasn�t as hot.
Most of the furniture needed assembly, and were packed in boxes and flat
parcels. The mattresses would be the
bulkiest pieces.

The twins checked into their hotel, and set down their
things. Vash looked at Knives. �Are you hungry? We should be able to find somewhere that serves both donuts and
cookies.�

Knives nodded, and his eyes brightened. �I want real food, not just cookies.�

�Well, we can go to a bakery afterwards,� Vash
responded. �Let�s ask downstairs.�

The two men were directed to a restaurant just a few blocks
away. It was small and family-run, and
the smells wafting from the front door produced answering grumbles in their
stomachs.

Knives was about to head in when he heard his brother�s
surprised laugh. There was another
restaurant across the street, and his brother was pressed against its front
window. With a sigh, Knives followed
him, wondering what had grabbed Vash�s attention this time.

The window was there to showcase the chef�s abilities. Instead of cooking in an enclosed kitchen, a
large flat grill was set up in the front of the restaurant. The chef took a bowl of noodles, meat and
vegetables, tossed it out on the heat, and chased the food around the grill
with a long wooden stick to keep it from burning. By the time the food traveled
around the circular grill once, it was done.

Knives shrugged.
This looked as good as anything else, so he grabbed Vash�s arm and
dragged him into the restaurant. They
were welcomed and immediately seated.

After a glass of water, the two ordered their meals and sat
in silence. After a few moments, Vash
said, �I�ve been thinking of going to visit the plant here. Do you want to go?�

Knives looked at his brother, surprised, before
nodding. It had been more than a year
since he had been in contact with any plant besides Vash. �You trust me to do that?�

Vash shrugged. �I
want us to get along again. If I never
trust you, what�s the point?�

Knives considered this.
�Then you would let me go alone?�

Vash snorted.
�Regardless of what you and Meryl may think of me at times, I�m not
stupid. I can�t expect the past few
months to have changed your outlook completely.�

Knives smiled. �I
never thought you were stupid.
Gullible, misguided, foolishly obstinate and childish - but not stupid.�

Vash�s brows drew down in something close to a pout. He opened his mouth to respond, but the
waitress arrived with their food and his eyes lit up.

The smells rising from the heaping bowl of noodles,
vegetables, meat and sauce were too much for Knives as well, and both twins dug
in with healthy appetites.

:We should ask one of the women if they know how to make this.
It�s good.: Knives
said, not wanting to stop eating long enough to speak.

Vash grunted in agreement, his attention on the meal in
front of him.

After ordering seconds, the brothers sat back and relaxed
for a while, letting the food settle.
Vash caught the waitress� eye from across the room and motioned for the
check. When she dropped it off, Vash
touched the back of her wrist. She
looked at him, surprised and a little wary.

Vash grinned. �I
wanted to thank you for not rushing us out of here. I didn�t realize we�d been here so long.�

She relaxed, and smiled back. �No problem. You boys
look like you�ve had a long day, and needed the time to relax.�

Vash chatted with the woman as he paid the bill. He smiled to himself as he noticed her
sneaking glances at his brother.
Knives, silent as usual, seemed not to notice the attention, although
Vash knew better.

Finally, Vash pushed back his chair and rose to his
feet. �Well, it was nice meeting you!�

�It was nice meeting you too! I hope you boys have a safe trip back,� she said.

Knives� eyes lost the faraway look they�d had since he
finished eating and he rose to his feet as well. Looking at the woman, he made sure to soften his gaze from his
usual contemptuous glare.

�Excuse me, miss.
Could you tell us if there is a bakery around here?� he asked.

The waitress almost swooned. What a voice. The other
twin was cute, but this one�something about him just couldn�t help but attract
female attention. She cleared her
throat and gave them directions to one not too far away.

�Do they have good cookies?� Knives asked, all
seriousness.

�Oh yes,� she responded.

�Great! We�ll trust
your judgment,� Vash said cheerfully.

Knives gave her a slow smile and turned towards the
door. After a surprised blink, Vash
winked at the waitress and followed his brother outside.

The woman let out a huge sigh and placed a hand on the table
to support herself. The cook was taking
a break at an empty table and laughed at her.
�Looks like your heart�s all aflutter, Mavis!� he called out to the
young woman.

�Or something a little lower,� another waitress said
slyly. Mavis swatted at her,
embarrassed.

�Stop it, you two!�
She fanned her cheeks. �They
were handsome, I�ll give you that.�

�Handsome? Honey,
they were gorgeous!� The second
waitress looked over at Mavis. �But men
like that can be dangerous.�

�What do you mean?� Mavis asked, her eyes wide.

�Some men can make you so devoted, you never want to leave,
even for your own good.� The older
woman looked thoughtful for a moment, then grinned. �But the quiet one had a nice ass, didn�t he?�

<><><>

Early evening found the twins loading the rest of their
purchases into the truck. It was much
cooler, but still light enough to work outside without any trouble. They drove the truck back to the hotel and
locked it up tightly. The man behind
the desk assured the two that there were rarely any problems with theft in that
neighborhood.

The last of their chores done, the two set out towards the
plant.

�Do you have a plan?�
Knives asked.

�Kinda,� Vash responded.

�Please don�t tell me it involves walking up and asking to
see the plant.�

Vash grinned. �I�m
charming enough to get away with it, but no.
We don�t want to cause an uproar, so we can�t be seen.�

Knives nodded. �And
I suppose you want me to take care of that?�

�You do have more experience.�

�I�ll take care of the first few people while you watch,
then you do the rest. You�ve let
yourself grow lax in your powers, Vash.
Being a pacifist is no excuse for that.�

Vash frowned. �What
do you mean?�

Knives sighed.
�Vash, Legato should never have been able to have the kind of control
over you that he did. No mere human
should.�

Vash�s eyes grew shadowed, remembering the man who had forced
him to kill. �But��

Knives grew impatient.
�Honing your powers does not mean you have to stop playing human. If nothing else, you would have been a
better protector had you not spent so much time denying what you are.�

Vash did not respond, and the brothers remained silent the
rest of the way to the plant. They
stopped a few hundred yarz away, hidden in the wreckage of the fallen ship that
littered the desert floor.

�There are three men in sight right now. Watch me,� Knives ordered.

Knives concentrated, sensing the three minds he
described. Two were guards at the gate,
while the last served as lookout, higher up in the structure.

Effortlessly, he mentally told the three men to ignore
anything to do with the two brothers.
When he was done, he turned to Vash and nodded.

The low hum of the Plant�s energy changed, sensitive to the
mental activity just outside its bulb.
Vash sent a wave of reassurance back, and the being subsided.

�Lucky you,� Knives said in a low voice. �It seems like those three are the only ones
here. You get out of any work.�

Vash shrugged. �It�s
the weekend. I guess it makes
sense.�

He looked up at the enormous plant bulb. They were almost upon it now, and Vash could
feel the warm glow of recognition and welcome.
As Knives tentatively reached out as well, it changed to shock, then the
warmth returned in greater intensity.

Vash laughed. �It�s
good to see you too.�

Knives sent a questing thought: why had the plant been
shocked to see them?

The plant responded with impressions of anger and battle
connected to the two of them.

Vash answered with images of himself and the girls nursing
Knives back to health and Knives becoming accustomed to humans without trying
to kill them.

Approval mixed with reproach washed over Knives, and he
reddened, feeling like a scolded child.
The plant viewed the humans in her town fondly, especially the
children. It saddened her that Knives
wanted to destroy them all.

Knives burst out, �But they�re feeding off of you!� His outburst was accompanied by a pained
vision of a flickering plant on its last legs as the humans around it went
about their business unconcerned, callously demanding more energy for their own
needs.

:And what would you have me do with my energy, little one?
Scorch the sky? Destroy the moons?:

Both brothers were taken aback. :Since when have you used human
words?: Knives asked, shocked.

He caught a definite sense of amusement from the plant. :I have had plenty of time to learn. The best plant engineers here are often
those most receptive to my voice, even if they do not realize it.:

Vash regained his composure. :Then�then you speak to
humans?:

:When I need to.
They often attribute it to their own intuition. A very few suspect the truth.:

:But�: Knives was
distraught. :Doesn�t this hurt you?:

:You know for yourself what power we have; no human can
hold either of you without your consent.
Why should it be any different for us?
If it hurt us, we would leave.
Those who no longer wish to function, cease to do so.:

:They will themselves
to death?: Knives was shaking with
fury. :After humans leech off their life essence for more than one hundred
years, they just give up and die?:

A wave of reassurance and affection washed over Knives,
calming him. :Not at all. They cease to function.: The plant then projected a scene of someone
leaving�walking through the glass of an inert plant bulb. The figure straightened its clothing, then
began to make its way towards the town.

:You mean�there are
other plants that live among humans?:
Vash asked.

:Very few. They
tend to keep to themselves, unlike some.:

The words were
accompanied by a vision of a tiny Vash running and crying while his flailing
arms and legs smashed through buildings and knocked over vehicles. He was chased by a tiny Knives, who watched
as all the traps he set for Vash failed. In anger, Knives destroyed the rest of
the town with his tiny tantrum.

The plant paused, clearly
for effect. Knives� dignity was
bruised. �I don�t act like that,� he
muttered. Vash scratched the back of
his head sheepishly.

:Geoplants have
become more available in recent decades.: The
plant continued. :Mobility aids
us in making the changes necessary to support life. Eventually, humans will not depend on us as much, and it will
take fewer of us to power the cities.:

The two brothers were
silent, made speechless by the plant�s revelation.

�So there is a way for
both races to live together,� Vash said in awe. �It�ll take time, but it�s possible.�

The plant hummed
affirmation, and Vash laughed in response.
He looked at his brother with hope shining in his eyes, but Knives was
too rattled by the plant�s words to respond.

<><><>

Meryl was tired, but as long as she didn�t stop for too
long, she figured she would be fine.
Despite her words to Vash, she found that she did miss him, far more
than she would have thought possible for one day�s absence. She had spent all of the previous day
cleaning the new place with the hired help as Millie stayed behind to pack
their few belongings. The work was
useful for keeping her from worrying about Vash. She just had to trust that he
would keep himself out of trouble.

She fell into bed and was out like a light the first night,
only to be up bright and early the next day.
The twins would return around noon, if they kept to the schedule she set
for them. This would give them time to
rest during the hottest part of the day before emptying the truck.

Her new clothes would also arrive with the brothers. Shopping for clothes by catalog could be hit
or miss, but Madame Suzanne�s had an excellent reputation and a satisfaction
guarantee. She was able to pick up some
casual clothes here in town, but the more� exciting garments had to be ordered
from one of the cities.

She couldn�t wait to see them, and more to the point, she
couldn�t wait till Vash saw her in them.
Meryl frowned; he better not have peeked into the parcel when he picked
it up. That would completely ruin her
surprise.

Even what she currently had on was miles away from her usual
clothing. Meryl was a bit
self-conscious, but between her own resolve and Millie�s encouragement, she
suppressed her fears and went with it.
She had taken a pair of scissors to an old and comfortable pair of jeans
that she hardly ever wore, but had picked up secondhand during her
travels. The desert planet grew cold at
night, and the jeans were useful when she had to do any investigation after
dark.

The resulting cutoffs left her long and toned legs bare, and
hugged the curves of her backside the way only well-worn denim could. It was topped off by a white tank that Meryl
was convinced Millie had gotten out of the children�s section. But the outfit was comfortable, and since
every single article of clothing she owned was mysteriously in the laundry, she
didn�t have much of a choice other than to go with Millie�s �suggestion.�

After moving some furniture around in the lobby of the new
place, she decided to go around to the kitchen and cool off. The kitchen was offset partway underground
in order to take advantage of the cooler surrounding earth while cooking. She stood in front of the sink, sipping a
glass of water, before giving in to temptation and splashing her face and head
with the rest. The water would evaporate
quickly once she went back outside, but the momentary pleasure would be worth
it.

The brightness of the outdoors after the cool darkness of
the kitchen caused her to pause outside the doorway. A glance at the new kitchen clock told Meryl it was almost
mid-day, so she decided to get some food and cold drinks ready for the twins�
return. They should be back any time
now - if they had stayed to her schedule, that is.

There wasn�t any food in the house yet, so Meryl paid a call
on the local diner and returned laden with sandwiches, drinks, donuts, and
cookies. It was a splurge, but she
could expense it. After all they�d been
through, Bernardelli could pick up the tab for a couple meals.

She smirked to herself at the brothers� imagined reaction to
the feast and decided to put some aside for herself before they ate it
all. Giving in to a moment�s whim,
Meryl left her face in the fridge for an extra few seconds before closing it on
the food inside.

The coughing rumble of a truck outside caught her attention. A door slammed and Vash called out.

�I�m in the kitchen, Vash!�
Suppressing her smile, Meryl walked over to the sink, splashing her face
again with water. She shook her head at
herself. She�d been so wasteful ever
since they discovered that well.

<><><>

Vash was more than happy to get out of that truck and into
the house. He was hot and dusty and
couldn�t wait to see Meryl and have a shower.
He sniffed himself discreetly. Maybe he should switch that to have a
shower and see Meryl. He called out to
see if anyone was around, and Meryl answering voice gave him a happy
thrill. Not wanting to see Knives�
disapproving face, he hurried into the kitchen.

He stopped inside the doorway to let his eyes adjust. When
they did, they widened in shock. Meryl
was bending over the sink in profile to him letting him drink in the sight of
those long shapely legs that he suddenly wanted wrapped around his waist. As she stood up, patting her face dry, she
slicked her bangs back with the excess water, which of course started to drip
down to her shirt, and oh, God, where did she get that shirt?

:Knives.:

:What?:

:Why don�t you go back to the house and see if Millie
needs any help?:

:Hmph,.: his twin responded. His irritation and disdain were evident, yet
Vash could sense him begin the short walk to the old house.

�Vash?� She sounded happy to see him, but he could have been
wrong, as his attention was definitely further south.

Meryl gasped; visions of her and Vash in erotic poses
bombarded her mind, leaving her throbbing and short of breath.

Meryl closed her eyes, blocking out the sight of Vash
watching her intently in the doorway. �Are you doing that?� she breathed.

He nodded.
�Sorry.� He didn�t sound sorry
at all.

Her eyes lowered to his groin before moving back to his
face. �Tease.�

The next thing she knew, Vash was across the room, backing
her into the wall.

He leaned forward and placed his hands on her thighs. As she watched his face, he ran his big
hands up the backs of her legs and under the worn denim covering her bottom,
cupping her warm flesh and producing a shocked gasp from her.

Vash lifted Meryl into the air without moving his hands
until she was closer to eye level. �I�m
a tease?� he said, in a low, incredulous voice. �I leave for a day, and you�re wearing these shorts. And this shirt�� He paused and grabbed one
nipple between his lips, pulling lightly before releasing. �I wasn�t here�were you wearing this for
someone else?�

�I�m not that kind of girl, Mr. Vash,� she purred. �I would never do anything so outrageous.�

�Outrageous? You
mean like letting me take you up against this wall?� He punctuated his words by
digging his nails lightly into her.

Meryl�s eyes widened at the feel of his lips through the
fabric of her shirt, but she managed a challenging smile. �Exactly.
What makes you think I�d let you do anything like that?�

�The nipples digging into my chest are one clue.� Vash bit her shoulder, and began to kiss his
way up to her throat.

�Ah,� Meryl panted.
She grabbed his biceps and held on as fine shivers began to run along
her skin.

His breath grew harsh, and his lips stopped moving along her
skin. �I don�t think I can wait, Meryl,
so if you want me to stop, tell me now.�
Vash�s voice was muffled from where his face was buried in Meryl�s
neck. She shivered; even that felt
good.

�Broom headed idiot,� she said softly. �You�d better not.�

Vash let her slide down to the floor, and she went for the
button of his jeans. He had her shirt
and bra off in the time it took her to unzip his pants and pull him loose.

Oh my. He was
certainly� impressive.

�I don�t think any beds are ready,� Meryl began
breathlessly. He couldn�t really be
thinking of having sex in the kitchen, could he?

Vash unbuttoned her shorts, and pulled them off along with
her underwear in one smooth movement.
She stepped out of them, suddenly not caring that she was completely
naked in the kitchen of their new home.

He reached for her and was surprised when she crossed her
arms over her chest.

�What�s wrong?� He
sounded desperate.

Meryl sniffed. �I
can�t believe you. I�m standing here
stark naked and you haven�t taken off any clothing. That�s not fair.�

Vash gave her a look of pained disbelief. �Meryl, please��

�No,� she snapped. �Don�t you think I want to see you too?�

She knew he was self-conscious about his scars, but she
wasn�t going to let him hide from her.
If he wasn�t ready for that intimacy, then he wasn�t ready for the rest
of it. She gave him her fiercest scowl, made all the fiercer by the fact that
she was more than ready to get on with it.

With a shrug, he pulled his shirt over his head, and Meryl
pulled his pants down lower.

�The zipper might poke me,� Meryl said in response to his
quizzical look. He smiled and braced her
against the wall once again.

Her eyes softened as they traveled over his chest. The scars, metal implants and grates scoring
his body would have transfixed anyone seeing him for the first time. But for Meryl, they faded against the golden
tone of his skin and the beautifully sculpted lines of his upper body. She ran a hand down his stomach, marveling
at his incredible build.

Vash kissed her deeply as he reached between their bodies
and drew two fingers through her folds.
Meryl�s legs buckled and Vash brought the digits back up to his mouth
and licked them as she watched.

�I�ll have to try that later,� he murmured. He picked her up once again, positioning her
against the wall. �But for now�� As he
and Meryl looked into each other�s eyes, he slowly lowered her onto himself.

Meryl let out muffled whimpers the whole way down. He didn�t slide in easily, even as wet as
she was. She had very little sexual
experience, and her last encounter had been before she met Vash, more than
three years ago.

Once Vash was all the way in, they stayed unmoving for a
moment, each getting used to the feel of the other. Then Meryl tightened herself around him, and he made a rough
sound before pressing his forehead against hers.

�I promise, I promise, I promise, next time will be longer
and romantic and everything with the bed and the candles and all that stuff
women want but I just can�t wait this time, I�m sorry,� he gritted through
clenched teeth.

Meryl tightened around him again just to hear him moan. �You talk too much.� She leaned forward and
bit his shoulder.

He thrust forward involuntarily. �Just one more thing,� he pleaded.

Meryl was getting impatient, and began to wriggle. �What?
What, what, what?� Each word was punctuated by a movement.

�Uhh�uhh,� Vash�s mind went blank for a moment and he
withdrew slightly. �I love you,� he
murmured, giving a short thrust forward and up.

Meryl moaned, unable to respond. He began thrusting again, fast and hard, and all Meryl could do
was hang on. He gave off so much heat
that even his prosthetic arm was warm to the touch. Even though she knew better from their earlier make out sessions,
she couldn�t help but be surprised to find that goofy, flirty Vash was capable
of such intensity and passion with a woman.

Vash felt beads of sweat running down his body. He knew he wouldn�t last much longer and
damned if there was anything he could do about it. He hadn�t planned on their first time being this way. After all Meryl had been through with him,
following him through the dirt and danger of Gunsmoke, he had wanted their
first sexual experience to be...well�more traditional. She deserved it, and so much more.

But then he went away for a day and a half, and missed her
more than he thought possible and she just had to be wearing that outfit
when he got back�hell, he wasn�t made of stone.

�Meryl�Meryl, I�m�� He grunted and gave a particularly
strong thrust. She cried out in
response, tightening her arms around his neck.

�It�s all right, it�s all right, Vash,� she whispered. �Let me hear you.� She clamped down on him
as hard as she could with her inner muscles.

With a low, rough groan that made Meryl shiver, he came;
jerking against her with such force she was sure her back would sport a bruise
or two. But who cared about little
things like that?

The sound of his labored breathing in her ear reminded her
that she hadn�t yet reached orgasm, but she didn�t care. The sheer joy of having driven Vash to take
her in the kitchen up against the wall was more than enough to make up
for it.

I mean, really, who has sex up against the wall outside
of dirty stories? I never thought I would, that�s for sure, she mused. I
can�t wait to see what happens when he sees the lingerie.

Vash tightened his arms around her and dropped to his knees,
not bothering to withdraw.

He leaned forward to kiss her, and Meryl had a fleeting
thought that it was a good thing she had swept and mopped the kitchen floor
that morning.

�I didn�t forget you,� he murmured. Still hard, he began thrusting gently as he
reached between their bodies and began massaging her clitoris, which by now was
hypersensitive.

Meryl�s head fell forward onto Vash�s shoulder with a soft
cry. She arched her back, hips moving
against him. His fingers knew right
where to go, and he whispered encouragement and words of love into her ear,
barely penetrating her fevered haze.

Just before she felt herself begin to go over the edge, she
pulled at his shoulders. He followed,
stretching out on top of her and withdrawing partway.

When she looked at him, he gave her a smirk. �I want to hear you too.� He thrust into her powerfully, startling a
loud moan from her. When she muffled
the next one, he threatened to stop, no matter how close she was.

Angry and desperate all at once, Meryl decided to stop
stifling the noises that were determined to come out anyway. She could beat him up later for the threat,
and at this point she was beyond being embarrassed at the way her cries were
rising in volume and pitch. To be
honest, they were getting closer to shrieks than anything as genteel as the
soft moans to which she wanted to limit herself.

With that decided, she was free to find her release,
flinging her legs around him and doing her very best to crack a rib or two.

Because a horny Meryl is not to be denied.
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