Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Burgundy and Blood ❯ A Tale of Pleasure and Pain ( Chapter 7 )

Standard Disclaimer: You know, the entire Trigun series is not mine, neither is Lawren. Of course, it would be nice it they were, but they're not. <SIGH> I guess that I'll keep on borrowing them as long as it amuses me. Did I mention that I am NOT receiving any compensation for this or any of my other works? Just thought I'd point that out again.

Burgundy and Blood: Part VII

A Tale of Pleasure and Pain

Lawren had been in the thrall of a pleasure unknown to her just a few seconds before, and now pain had exploded and taken away that delicious feeling. She had lunged backward in an attempt to free herself from the vicious grip Legato had locked on her nipples, but to no avail. The stiff peaks remained firmly in his grasp.

"Bastard," she hissed through the pain. "Get your hands off me now or I won't be responsible for what I do to you."

Legato, still fully dressed stood as the water from the shower hit his back and looked at her with darkened gold eyes. "You called my name, you wanted me here…" He twisted her nipples between his fingers.

Lawren gasped sharply as she raised her hands toward his throat. "I told you to stay the hell out of my head…" His eyes flashed and her hands stopped short of their goal. "Let me go… I will find a way to kill you if you don't." She hissed between tightly clenched teeth as the rest of her body refused to move.

Legato released his grip on her breasts and sighed to himself at the bruises that were rapidly forming. He made a mental note to be more careful with his playthings in the future. If would never do if he broke them too quickly, especially before he had received the maximum enjoyment from them.

Stepping forward slightly, he whispered in her ear, "You called me… Let me show you how it really feels to have me here." She gasped as his tongue traced the outline of her ear and shrieked as he sharply nipped the lobe.

His tongue traced its way down the side of her throat as his thumbs massaged away the pain he had inflicted on her nipples. Tremors shook Lawren's body as she was torn with wanting to break his hold on her and wanting to stay where she was. His head lowered to gently suckle her erect nipples as one hand delved between her thighs, seeking her heated center.

As his smooth fingers came into contact with her heated flesh. He cautiously allowed one finger to delve into her moist wetness. Her body clenched around the digit at the unexpected invasion. Her channel tightened further around his finger as he stroked deeper. Elation shot through his as he felt the thin barrier that confirmed her virginity. What fun it would be to drive his hard length into her as she screamed and struggled. He wondered briefly if she would bleed much the first time he took her. He rather hoped so, but now was not the time for that. He had other things to show her. He withdrew his finger and stroked at the scrap of sensitive flesh between her nether lips. It shouldn't be long now…

Lawren moaned softly in the back of her throat. Legato's mind registered the soft sound. His teeth sank into the tender flesh of the nipple between his lips. She screamed as the pleasure was quickly replaced by pain.

"Sick bastard… let me go!" She screamed again as her body struggled to free itself from his powerful grip.

Seemingly oblivious to the water still cascading down his back, Legato lapped at the blood that welled up from the wound he had inflicted. He refused to answer her demands to release her. Instead, his tongue and his hands continued to stroke her fevered body.

Legato plucked skillfully at the small bit of skin between his fingers. He could sense the internal war going on in her soul… a part of her was angry enough to kill him and another part was reaching for release. His mind reached out to hers as he lapped at her breasts, "Give yourself to me… I can show you how close the pain and pleasure can be…"

Fire ran through her body as he continued to stroke her. She struggled frantically in his grip. Her thoughts ran wildly, "I have to get loose, I have to get away from him…." As the moments ticked by, she was driven closer and closer to the edge of a dark abyss, she wanted to know what lay on the other side and at the same time, she wanted him to let her go.

Legato sensed that she was close again. He flicked at her over and over, driving her closer to the edge. Just as she felt herself start to slip away into the unknown, a burning pain erupted as Legato gripped a handful of burgundy curls and snatched at them painfully. He smiled wolfishly into her Lawren's eyes as she screamed in pain.

Moving swiftly, Legato hauled them both out of the narrow tub. Stepping behind her, he gathered up the dark, wet mass of burgundy hair trailing down her back. Lawren hissed at him again through her pain, "Bastard! Let me go…"

Smooth fingertips traced the pathway down her spine. She gasped at the sensation. Broad hands stroked the firm cheeks of her ass, kneading the tight muscles there before gliding up her sides to cup her small breasts and gently tweak her aching nipples. Warm breath whispered against her ear as his voice asked if she really wanted him to stop.

Lawren felt her rage fade as pleasure surfaced again in her body. She bit her lips in an effort to keep silent. She was enjoying his attentions, but she'd be damned before she'd admit that to him. He was pushing her toward something… and she wanted to meet it head on.

Legato felt the girl shudder in his arms. She was stronger than she looked. Again and again, he pushed her closer to orgasm. Again and again, he denied her body release. She would demand that he release her, but in reality, she wanted nothing more than to remain where she was. He heard her thoughts as he inflicted both pleasure and pain on her body. He ground himself against her ass, pulling her close to his chest. "Can you feel how hard I am? Think of how it will feel when I finally give you what you have been struggling to find."

Lawren moaned in response as she tried to move. She could feel his hard length pressed against her. The rough material of his clothes bit into her soft, white skin. She gasped as his fingers began to gently torment her nipples again. Idly rubbing his thumbs across the peaks, he trailed his lips down the side of her throat. Legato smoothed one hand down her flat stomach until his fingers were buried again between her lips, searching and finding her wet channel.

He stroked her moist slit with methodical precision as he drove her body close to orgasm again. "Not yet… I think you can take a little more…"

Lawren screamed as his sharp teeth sank into the junction between her shoulder and neck. The pleasure was starting to slip away as waves of pain threatened to engulf her once again. She struggled against his hold. She moved! Just the slightest bit, but it was enough to let her know Legato was concentrating on other matters. Rage whipping alive in her, she focused her entire being on freeing herself from his grasp.

Slowly, she felt the blood flowing to his brain answer her summons. It was slowing down. Soon the tiny vessels would rupture and he would be forced to release her.

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Legato moved against her body. He realized he felt strange. His head hurt for some reason. He shrugged. It was probably nothing more than the denial he was putting his body through. He briefly remembered the promise he had made to the girl about taking her for the first time in a comfortable bed and sighed. There was none here. She had held up very well as he had tormented her and he was feeling generous at the moment; he would bring her to pleasure and that would make the next time easier. After all, once a body had experienced pleasure, it would seek out that pleasure again.

He stroked her sensitive nubbin of flesh between his fingers as he brought her closer to exploding. His teeth trailed a line of sharp bites down the sides of her throat, relishing the taste of her blood. She would be carrying his marks for days to come. Blackness swirled in his brain. He realized she was grinding herself against his aching member. Something was wrong… she wasn't supposed to be able to move.

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Lawren, the rage burning brightly in her soul for letting herself be used like this, was unable to fight the feelings he was arousing in her body. She was going to kill him this time, but he kept doing things to her. She tried to focus more of her power on his brain, but she suddenly stiffened and ground herself against him. It was here. Tremors shook her entire body as the pleasure poured through her in swift waves. She felt herself clench around him fingers. Her mind clamped tighter around Legato's own. He stroked her a few more times, before collapsing onto the floor and pulling her down with him.

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Legato felt the girl in his arms stiffen. His haunting laughter filled her mind as she screamed her response to his actions. He tweaked at her over stimulated flesh once more, before the whirling blackness overtook him. He felt himself falling, with the girl still firmly in his grasp. He was surprised… maybe this time he wouldn't be the one to survive and that would make the Master very unhappy.

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Lawren lay on the floor beside Legato for a few moments. Her heart raced and she was covered with a fine sheen of sweat. Her body throbbed with awareness. For the first time, she thought that maybe, just maybe she knew why her mother liked fucking so much.

She slowly untangled herself from the man lying motionless on the floor. She glanced down at him. Trails of blood ran out of his nose and one ear. She gasped sharply. She had killed him. She had to get away. Even in places like this, someone always came along eventually. She stifled a sob as she quickly tugged on her clothes. She glanced in the mirror nearby. The bite marks and scratches would fade. It would be best to keep them covered for a while.

For the first time in her life, she had regretted killing anyone. In retrospect, he had not really hurt her. He had just made her very angry. Giving one last look at his face, she scurried down stairs and vanished into the desert heat.

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A few hours later…

Legato groaned and rolled to his knees. "What a marvelous conclusion to that act," he chuckled softly. He gingerly climbed to his feet. His head hurt like a bitch. Still, he mused silently, if the girl had not been so occupied with her pleasure, she would have surely killed him.

Looking around the small room, he noticed that her clothes were gone. He doubted she were downstairs either. He'd find her again. He smiled in the fading sunlight. He had to find her. He owed her something for this little episode.

Stepping around the putrefying bodies, he walked out into the evening shade. Glancing at the ground, he spied a pair of small tracks heading off to the north. It looked as if she were headed to Tonin town. It was just as well. Vash the Stampede was headed there as well. How simple it would be to kill Vash and then have a few hours of fun with Lawren.

Legato smiled to himself again as a sudden wind blew up from nowhere and plucked him from the ground. If he were lucky, he would beat them both there.

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To Be Continued…

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