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When Night Falls	By : Ping Category: +S to Z > Trigun Views: 1647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Vash
'I can't believe I'm doing this again... I'm so weak.'
Vash plastered a grin onto his face as the door opened and he walked
in, lead by his smiling companion. The door was shut and locked behind
him before he was lead to the bed, the only other object in the room. He
sat down heavily and looked up through his tinted glasses at the man now
standing before him.
He closed his eyes as kisses rained down on his face and neck. His coat
was removed, followed by his shirt, and the kissing continued, after only
the slightest of hesitations. Vash sighed as hot, skillful hands traveled
down his torso, gently mapping his scars. They stopped at his thighs, pushing
them open. A hot, wet tongue lightly traced the tip of his erection through
his tight pants. Just that simple touch was all he could stand.
Vash grabbed the startled man and tossed him onto the bed, rolling over
ontop of him. He kissed thin lips hard, imagining them with more fullness
and sweetness. He pinned his lover's arms above his head with one hand,
running his other down the smooth, bare abdomen, down further to cup the
bulge in plain black slacks.
He felt tears stinging his eyes as he fumbled with the openings of both
their pants, feeling a raw need, a painful compulsion. Without warning,
he pulled their pants down and snapped his hips forward, burying himself
completely with a loud cry. He forced his eyes open, staring into wide,
lust filled brown ones. Now they were blue. He buried his hands into the
soft, long, blonde hair. Now it was short and dark. The thin body below
him shuddered as he thrust gently, sliding in and out of the already prepared
body. Now it was hotter, tighter. The arms and chest filled out, the legs
lengthened, the hands broadened. Thick thin fingers pulled at his shoulders.
Long short legs wrapped around his hips as Vash picked up his pace. Tears
stung his eyes, and he rested his head on the weak strong shoulder, shuddering.
He barely noticed his orgasm, but heard the high low cry of his partner's.
Vash blinked his watery eyes, staring hard at the blank wall before
him.
'Why do I do this? It only hurts me more...'
Because after the release, after the snuggling and fantasizing, he'd
have to get up, get dressed, and pay the man. Then he'd have to look at
him- see that it looked nothing like him, that nobody here had even come
close. Then he'd trudge back to the hotel room and face the girls, smiling
falsely and fooling them. Then he'd return to his room and see him laying
there in his bed, his own bed, snoring softly. He'd have to look
at him as he slept- because he couldn't help it- he'd look and see him
and feel the pain. Because once the sun rose, he would smile again, and
it wouldn't be accepted at face value- it would be met with a sadness that
would break his heart. Then he'd have to be the idiot again, play the fool,
and watch as the world passed him by. As he passed him by. As he
looked at her that way.
He knew the cycle- they'd spend days together, traveling through the
desert until the next town. And he was so sensual, so beautiful, that it
would get to the point that he couldn't stand it anymore, and he'd have
to seek out another to take his place. Someone to fill the void. Someone
to complete the fantasy.
Because he was broken, and odd, and he would never want him.
'If only I weren't so weak.'
Vash the Stampede. The $$60 Billion Man. The Humanoid Typhoon.
'If only I were a little bit more.'
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