Ergo Proxy Fan Fiction ❯ Aftermath ❯ Chapter 1

Ergo Proxy and its characters do not belong to me in any way shape or form.

 

This is set after the final episode. I'd like to think when it was all said and done Vincent and Ergo Proxy would find a comfortable fit with each other. So I tried my best to write both personalities within only one body.

 

Vicent x RE-L.

 

Hope you like enjoy it!

 

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He approached her apprehensively, not wanting to disturb her slumber. He would have left her alone all together but he had not seen much of her in the day since he had discovered the truth about his origins…his purpose.

 

A blush crept up in Vincent's cheeks as he saw her in only her mid-drift camisole and panties. The timid man hung his head, his eyes closing as his usual self-doubt and insecurities about him and RE-L arose. No matter how strong and confident and bold his alter ego was, the Vincent part of him was still quite much a man who was quiet, skittish and somewhat clumsy, what most would consider a lame duck.

 

It was no use, he decided and as he turned to leave his lady love, the sudden sound of her voice kept his feet still.

 

“You came back to me.”

 

Unable to look her directly in the eye, he was glad his dark mused bangs were covering his face.

 

“You asked me to return…you, you already know how I feel about you…I would do anything for you.”

 

The rustle of the bedding told him she was now sitting up.

 

“You're such a bleeding heart, Vincent Law. Still, thank you. It's not everyday a god chooses to stay with his lowly mortal lover.”

 

“L, l, lover…?” Vincent stammered again, hearing the choice word RE-L had used. He felt even further embarrassment when he saw her holding her stomach and laughing.

 

“You're so easy to shock… Vincent.”

 

He paused a moment his backbone straightening, for even though he was a mild and meek man once his emotions got the better of him he could be as stubborn as anyone.

 

“Why do you continue to mock my feelings for you, RE-L?”

 

His sudden forceful tone silenced the young woman and threw her back somewhat, but she didn't falter much.

 

“You can't possibly be this cruel! Why do always enclose yourself in solitude? Even if you can't love me…you can't block out everyone who cares for you!”

 

This time he did manage to turn away but as he stepped to the door he felt RE-L grab his coat and press her forehead into the middle of his back.

 

“When did I ever say I didn't love you? You are much too sensitive, Vincent Law.”

 

“I'll not take your abuse, RE-L. Let me go.”

 

The chill in his voice told the dark-eyed girl that Vincent was losing his patience. Ergo Proxy was beginning to seep into his psyche. A wave of ice slithered down her spine. Why couldn't she just learn when to quit? Her feelings for Vincent were closer to the truth then she wanted to admit, in fact she had fallen in love with the man she had been to hell with and back.

 

Yes, Vincent Law was far from the type of man she was normally attracted to or imagined herself ending up with, but he was the man she adored, even with all of his gentleness and clumsiness, and mystery. The only person she hated was herself, for being unable to just say it…or show it. She pressed her head even further into his unwavering back.

 

“Do you really think me so cruel? Iggy called me spoiled, useless and incomplete.”

 

Vincent released a breath his anger calming quickly. “I think in a lot of ways you're still a scared child, not wanting to be alone…uncertain and doubtful of believing anyone really cares for you…even when they tell you…or display it.”

 

“Then are we not the same…Vincent Law?”

 

“But I don't see how anyone could not love you, RE-L.”

 

The brunette woman smiled slightly. This man definitely was a bleeding heart. Though, he did always seem to know what to say to ease her. What he saw in her other than a pretty face, she didn't know, but it was something she absolutely did not want to take for granted. Iggy's death had shown her how careless she had been with others in her life and careless was one thing she was not going to be with Vincent; the tone of her voice was a mere whisper.

 

“Damn you, Vincent Law.” With a strength all her own, she tightened her grip and swung him around.

 

Calm was lost and surprise took over when Vincent found himself off of his feet and on his back, pressed down into the mattress with a half-clothed RE-L straddling him.

 

He chocked on his words, his face hot and his heart pounding in uncertainty.

 

“R, RE-L…?”

 

“Just shut-up.” She ordered him, her hands pinning his to the side of his head as she leaned down and began to kiss him solidly. “How can we truly become lovers if we never make love?”

 

Her words definitely silenced anything he was about to say as he closed his eyes and returned the kiss. The blood in his veins began to boil and he felt incredibly hot; a feeling turned up even more when he realized that RE-L was beginning to divest them both of their clothing. Soon they were naked and breathing hard, with RE-L stopping momentarily to look over her catch.

 

She would never had thought Vincent's body could be so physically fit, the bagging clothing he had always worn had made him appear thin and sinewy, and even when she had seen him in his boxers and t-shirt and realized he was a much more muscled man, seeing his naked form, long, lean, and powerful, simply took her breath away.

 

Dark blue eyes, curious hands and wet lips roved even further down his body, its olive tone blushing slightly and writhing under her touch. Then, when she came to the part of him she was most interested in, she ceased the heavy petting. Vincent's member was indeed the biggest she had ever seen. Even semi-erect it was quite impressive. She sat back somewhat, wondering briefly if she could even handle it.

 

Vincent raised himself up on his elbows to look down at her, his eyes questioning as he asked her if anything was wrong.

 

“No, nothing at all, everything is…grand.” She crawled back up over him and laid him back down. “You've nothing to worry about. Just enjoy yourself.”

 

He groaned in compliance as he threw his head back, feeling her smooth body slink down him until… “Shit…RE-L!”

 

Vincent Law had had many a dream about RE-L Meyer sucking him off, but those dreams were dim compared to the reality of her tongue as it ran up and down the length of him, teasing his pulsing veins as her delicate hands massaged his testicles, driving him insane. Then, when she took him into her mouth he caught his breath.

 

“My God, RE-L! You're amazing!”

 

If RE-L's mouth had not been preoccupied she might have giggled at the sound of him swearing, but she was much too taken with her task. She had only gotten a few inches down her throat before she had to stop and use her hands to work the rest of his length. The combination of his pre-cum and her saliva made the process fairly easy and having the power to overwhelm Vincent and the unflappable Ergo Proxy was giving the ebony-haired girl a thrilling orgasm of her own.

 

She ignored his warning of his oncoming release and allowed him to explode inside of her mouth, gagging somewhat as his seed pulsed down her throat to where she could feel it in her stomach. She let him slip from her mouth, gasping, somewhat in shock, but Vincent was there sitting beside her and stroking her hair.

 

“RE-L…RE-L…are you okay?” He pulled her to him in a hug. “I'm sorry…I'm sorry.”

 

This time Real did giggle as she lightly pushed against the dark-haired man so she could look him in the eye.

 

“Seriously, Vincent, I told you not to worry. I'm fine…a little dazed but very happy.”

 

Vincent instantly relaxed, returning her smile, needing desperately at that moment to kiss her.

 

“I love you so much, RE-L.”

 

Lashes caught the tears that formed into the corners of RE-L's eyes as she melted her lips slowly into Vincent's. A soft, tender kiss, a kiss so deep and passionate that Real lost her senses and didn't even realize that they were both lying down on the bed again, her under Vincent.

 

His lips trailed to her brow and her cheeks, his teeth catching lightly on her earlobe, his murmur husky and dark.

 

“I'll make it up to you.”

 

The words that fell from his velvet voice proved true as he began nipping lightly down her throat. His fingertips stroked her skin, adjusting the pressure between rough and soft as if knowing every hot spot on her body. Nerve endings tingled through RE-L's body as Vincent's teeth racked over her breasts capturing one of her nipples, biting and smoothing all in one motion, while his other hand preoccupied itself with her other breast, kneading and molding its puckered tip to the heights of sensation.

 

Bringing her hands up to run her fingers in his hair she found them quickly tugged away and held together above her head. She opened her eyes, startled to see Vincent's eyes serious and lustful.

 

“Patience, RE-L Mayer…you are one who needs to learn how to give up control.”

 

His hold on her wrists tightened slightly not to create pain but to prove the point that unless he decided, she was not going to be allowed to do anything.

 

The former detective swallowed slowly, trying to mask her quivering anticipation. “I thought I was fucking Vincent…not Ergo Proxy.”

 

Vincent chuckled somewhat, his voice soft and innocent, even as his hand that was smoothing down her body was far from it. It parted the folds of her womanhood, lightly pinching her clitoris between two of his fingers twisting and rubbing it as his other digits delved into her wetness. Instantly she began to fight against him, though her deep seeded need for his touch was screaming for more. He knew this…he sensed this and he was using it in his arsenal of seduction.

 

“It's different, than before, RE-L. With my acceptance of the Proxy we have integrated into one being, you'll not see the physical beast ever again, but you will feel him with my touch, my words. I may not be completely the Vincent you knew but nor am I the Ergo Proxy that you knew either.'

 

He drove his fingers into her even more eliciting a crying gasp, sending her on a lustful plain before continuing.

“Your heart and your desires, if they belonged to the old Vincent, then do they not belong to the Vincent that I am now? Tell me, RE-L. Can you love still love me? Are you strong enough to still love me?”

 

Beads of sweat formed on RE-L's brow as she felt his mouth replace his fingers, lapping and sucking as his tongue twirled up inside her canal. His change in motion was so quick that it was driving her mad, as the words he had spoken rang true in her head. For even though she had fallen in love with the man she knew as Vincent Law, to fully love him she had to be accepting of Ergo Proxy that now resided in his soul. Was she strong enough? Damn right she was

 

She whimpered as he grew more intense with his touch, until wanton desperation caused the onset of her orgasm, one so intense that she felt the entire lower half of her body arch up off the bed supported fully by one of Vincent's arms.

 

Tears escaped the confines of her lashes, though before they could stream down her face, they were kissed away by Vincent's lips.

 

“RE-L…?”

 

Her freed, thin fingers over his mouth ceased any speech that would escape as she looked intensely up at him. She shook her head and smiled, her voice cracking somewhat.

 

“I, I want you Vincent…all of you…please.”

 

Unable to speak her name he simply nodded, slipping her fingers from his face so that he could entwine them into his own, all the while smoothing his other hand down her leg and under her knee adjusting her position.

 

Remembering his size she took a steady breath, concentrating only on the heat of his osculation as he began to enter her slowly, achingly. She moaned, feeling herself being stretched fully. Though instead of the pain she anticipated there was only the sensation of tingling fullness, a sensation she wanted more of. She squirmed beneath him letting him know her need and with only a few more inches to go, Vincent smiled his devilish smile and rammed the last of his sex into her.

 

The force of his thrust sent RE-L's head spinning, but somehow she kept her cool, returning to Vincent an evil smirk of her own, pushing down on him as if challenging him. The retaliatory strokes were leisurely but by no means weak. They were hard and precise, meant to hit their mark and leave an impression.

 

Vincent bowed his head, his body's perspiration mingling with RE-L's as he strove to maintain the strong and steady pace. He had seen the woman under him many times in various states of dress and undress, through peeps and secret glances. Yet, he had never been allowed to really look or touch, always remaining the gentleman, never wanting to offend or anger, but now it was a whole different story.

 

Her body was as supple and as firm as he had always imagined and her taste, her smell truly intoxicating and her skin, her skin was the softness he had ever known.

 

Torturing RE-L was torturing himself and he no longer could keep up the deliberate pace; his drive became impulsive.

 

RE-L felt the change and gladly accepted it, clamping down around Vincent even harder, digging her nails into his back, drawing blood and leaving scratches. She nipped at the corner of his lips, eliciting a kiss and as his tongue plunged into her mouth she felt her orgasm come on strong and hard. She bucked against him, her out cry swallowed by Vincent as he himself came, though at that moment he managed to slide his mouth from hers. Throwing back his head, his growl was low and intense and in the form of her name, and though it was hard for her to see his face, for a split second she swore she saw a flash of white from Vincent's eyes.

 

Catching his breath he placed his forehead against hers and thrust violently twice more sending the final loads of his seed deep into womb. Several seconds went by before Vincent was able to catch his breath enough to slip out from her and roll onto his back, bringing RE-L to lie atop his chest. She raised her head slightly and took a peek at the man's expression, which was one of disbelief. She questioned the man she loved.

 

“I'm trying to convince myself this isn't a dream…ouch! RE-L!”

 

He jumped up in a sitting position rubbing his cheek where she had slapped him. She couldn't let him win all the time, after all.

 

“Does that convince you?”

 

“Y, yes I suppose it does.”

 

He chuckled sheepishly and squinted shut his eyes looking very much like the old Vincent. Supposing they were done, Real then rose from the bed to make her way to the door.

 

“Since that's been established I'm going to shower now and when I come back you may comb my hair.”

 

Then just as her hand was about to touch the knob he was in front of her in a flash blocking her way. She caught her breath as she felt herself spun around and pinned against the wall. His hands held her hair prisoner, forcing her neck back so that his mouth could lay claim to her neck, as he breathed into her ear.

 

“But, RE-L, you can't leave yet. We're just getting started.”

 

Feeling very flush and weak-kneed RE-L was growing excited all over again, for she knew the new Vincent's libido would not be easily sated, but it was a future she was definitely looking forward to.

 

END