Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Dirty Dreams ❯ Eight Weeks Without Vash ( Chapter 4 )

Dirty Dreams

By Bekka Mouri-Hibiki

(Trigun doesn't belong to me. It's Meryl's turn on the dream wagon. Spoiler and Hot! Just a reminder… this story is called 'Dirty Dreams' for a reason! Author's note: Just a bit of weirdness… While I was writing the lemon part of this, 'I Want You To Want Me' By Cheap Trick came on my MP3 player. Talk about timing. )

Part Four: Eight Weeks Without Vash

She stared out the window; the crater of the fifth moon staring back at her like a glaring reminder of what she had witnessed in Augusta and making her recall what she had lost. She fought the tears that were starting to well up in her eyes and wished there was someone… anyone she could talk to. Milly was spending time at her parents' house so she couldn't confide in the person who had become her closest friend and the only other person would understand.

The insurance society had decided to give both of the agents a paid leave of absence until they felt like they could come back to work but Meryl had only went back after two weeks, unable to do anything but spend her nights thinking about Vash. She buried herself in work but it didn't help. She would still lie in bed at night, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as his face flashed through her mind until the tears blinded her or she finally passed out from exhaustion.

She had never felt so helpless and alone but she couldn't let anyone see her this way. Everybody thought she was strong and capable. The strong and capable couldn't show weakness or people would take advantage of them. She learned that early on when she would get picked on because of her diminutive size when she was a child.

If Milly were close by, she could have talked to her though. Milly had seen her cry in Jenora Rock when the message came that they were to return to December. She couldn't help it but she didn't care. The society had assumed Vash had died in the destruction of Augusta and removed the girls from the case.

Meryl rolled over to face away from the window and her eyes focused on a book on her bedside table. Milly had offered her a romance novel before she left for her parents and Meryl had accepted it to keep Milly from nagging her about it. She said that it would help her think about other things than Vash. She hadn't opened the book since the younger woman gave her the story but she decided to look at it since it looked like it would be a sleepless night.

**

She had read about three quarters of the book when she heard something that sounded like a knock at the front door. ~I must be imagining things, ~ She thought as she went back to the paragraph she was reading. The sound came again and she realized that it wasn't all in her head.

She put the book down and got out of the bed. She straightened her nightshirt before heading out of the bedroom and towards the front door. The knocking came again but it wasn't as loud as it had been. As she got closer to the door, she could hear labored breathing as the person on the other side of the door knocked again.

She pressed her eye to the peephole and her heart stopped when her eye focused on a very familiar man standing in the illumination of the porch light. Her hands trembled as she unhooked the chain and unlocked the deadbolt. She turned the knob and the door flung open under the man's weight. She tried to catch him as he fell but he took her down with him instead.

" Insurance girl… " He coughed after he landed in a very uncomfortable looking sideways position.

" Mr. Vash? " She heard her voice although she didn't quite feel it come from her mouth. She stood quickly to turn on the light on a table close to the door and gasped when she looked down at Vash. His coat was tattered, his bodysuit ripped and he was very dirty. " What are you doing here? "

Vash rolled over onto his back and promptly passed out…

**

She didn't know how she had done it but she had gotten Vash into the guest bedroom. She wasn't strong enough to lift him onto the bed so she grabbed a pillow for under his head and would get a blanket for him later. The first thing she would have to do would be to get him cleaned up and that involved removing his clothes. Even though she had seen him totally naked once before, she felt her cheeks become warm and her stomach tighten.

She set her jaw and unbuttoned the remains of his coat, spreading it out around him. She pulled his arms from the sleeves, her fingers tingling as she touched him. She felt a little overwhelmed at the prospect of removing his complicated looking bodysuit but she had to get him out of it. She reached for one of the small buckles and undid it.

Several minutes later, she finished the last buckle and started to pull the pieces of the torn body suit away from Vash's body. She set each one next to his knee, shoulder and elbow shields after she took off his gloves, boots and socks. With each section, she could feel her heart beat faster and her breath get shorter. She was surprised she was still conscious when she reached his tight jeans and tank top. Her whole body felt like a spring that was wound as tight as it could go and the tension was centered below her stomach.

She tried to take a deep breath and reached for his tank top. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she peeled the fabric upwards, exposing his mangled torso. She couldn't tell if he had any new scars or not as she eased his arms up so she could get the garment off. She set it aside and her eyes went to the last piece of clothing she had to remove… his pants.

She knew she was redder than his coat as she reached her trembling hands towards the button at the waist. She fumbled for a few moments before it came loose and prepared herself to open his zipper. ~Oh God, I hope he's wearing clean underwear, ~ She thought as she shut her eyes. She pulled the zipper down until it didn't go any further and peeled his pants off, tossing them away blindly.

She opened her eyes, glancing at Vash quickly to see if he had any injuries on his lower abdomen other than what was already there and she froze. She had worried over clean underwear for nothing… Vash wasn't wearing any at all. ~Don't look… don't look… don't look, ~ She chanted in her mind as she turned her face away, certain it was a shade of red that hadn't even been named yet.

When she had seen him naked the first time, it was by accident. This time, she had undressed him and it had caused her body to react in ways she didn't want it to. She cursed the lurid romance novel Milly had given to her and wished she had never borrowed it because it was making her think all the wrong things.

Vash was the most wanted man on the planet… and assumed dead. Her mind went to the novel, thinking about how the female character had saved the male character. He had been in almost the same situation but she had rescued him, nursed him back to health and created a new identity for he had been assumed dead as well. She shook her head, ~Get real; Meryl… that doesn't really happen… it's just a book. ~

She got to her feet slowly and scurried out of the room. Once she cleaned Vash up, she would have to take a very cold shower and try to quell the thoughts that were running through her mind. She reached the bathroom and found her toiletries bag that she taken on the trip with her. Inside, she found she still had a bottle of rinse-free body wash that she had picked up in a town without a water supply.

She grabbed a washcloth and a towel before heading into the kitchen. She got a large bowl and filled it with warm water then headed back to the room where she had put Vash. ~He can take a good bath when he wakes up… ~ She reasoned. ~Yeah… I'll just get as much dirt as I can off now and let him take care of the rest. ~

She took a deep breath to steady her nerves as she stepped back into the room and knelt down next to him, trying to focus on his upper body. She opened the bottle of body wash and squirted some onto the washcloth. She started to wipe away the filth that stained his face, noticing just how fine his features were. She let her fingers trace every graceful line of his visage, lingering and trying to convince herself that she was only trying to get him as clean as she could.

She rinsed the dirt out of the washcloth after she had finished his face and throat. She then started on his right arm, being careful of the scars and other marks that marred the appendage. She delicately cleaned around two metal studs in his upper arm before moving lower, her fingers tracing each curve of muscle as she went. Never in her life had she ever seen someone in the shape Vash was in. ~No wonder he has to eat so much… ~ She mused, ~He probably doesn't have an ounce of fat on him. ~

She made it to his fingers, washing each one separately as she looked at the scars that were on his arm. Perhaps if he got to the point where he could trust her, he would tell her how his body had gotten so mangled. ~He's so beautiful… he doesn't deserve to look like this… ~ the thought feathered across her mind and she caught her breath. ~What am I thinking? This goof… beautiful? ~

She finished his right hand and laid it back on the floor. The next place she went was his chest, biting her lip as she climbed over him so she could reach it better. She held herself up with one hand while she cleaned him with the other, straddling his waist with her legs. She was certain her insubstantial weight would not harm him at all but did not want to touch him except with her hand as she began the tedious task of cleaning the numerous scars on his upper body.

She had to rinse the cloth out three different times but she still had not finished when her supporting arm started to shake. She sat back to give the arm a rest, still trying not to touch Vash's body with hers but gasped when she felt something hard poke her in the rear. She didn't have to look to know that her touch had aroused Vash even though he was passed out. She panicked and tried to scramble off of him but his left hand grabbed her right arm as she tried to maneuver off of him without exciting him more.

" Insurance girl? " Vash whispered, his eyes opening slowly as a confused expression pinched his features. He blinked a couple of times, trying to register what was going on.

Meryl tried to answer but her voice caught in her throat as she had visions of what would happen next. Vash would think she was some kind of sex-crazed nymphomaniac trying to take advantage of him and she would have to explain herself but she wouldn't be able to because she wouldn't be able to form a word much more a complete sentence. She tried to force her voice out but that attempt came out as a squeak. She tried once more, getting better results.

" Mr. Vash… I… " She stammered. She gasped as she felt him touch her hip with his right hand and caressed it slowly. " It's not… "

The hand trailed over the top of her leg and down to her thigh. She shivered but didn't move off of him. His touch felt so good on her but she knew it would be wrong to continue. Her body screaming for satisfaction no matter what it involved was quickly drowning her conscious out.

" I never knew you cared this much, " Vash whispered as his strokes got higher on her thigh until his fingers brushed the crotch of her panties. He did it again, this time slower and more deliberately. He probed the cloth until her found her slit, using two fingers so he could stimulate each side of her tender outer lips.

" Mr. Vash, " Meryl stammered. " We can't… I need to… "

Vash pushed the crotch of her panties aside, pressing a finger into her wet folds. " Your body is telling me a different story, insurance girl. "

Meryl's fingers curled against Vash's scarred flesh as he massaged her clit. Her nails dug into his skin when his finger slipped lower and into her passage. Her arms started to tremble but she didn't dare to sit back for Vash's hard-on was right under her and she could feel it scrape against her if she lowered her hips even a fraction of an ich. With the way her legs were straddled around his waist, all she would have to do would be moved down just slightly for her to be lined up with his hips.

" Don't be scared, " Vash whispered as he slid another finger into her. " I want you… I've wanted you for a long time. Why do you think I came here? I wanted to find you… to be with you. "

Meryl was helpless as Vash slid his other hand under her nightshirt and started to massage one of her breasts. She wondered for a moment if he could feel anything since the hand was artificial but her thoughts shifted to keeping her balance. Her arms were starting to hurt and she didn't know how much longer she would be able to hold herself up. Vash's hands quickly moved to her hips, steadying her as he held her so she wouldn't fall.

" I have to have you, insurance girl. Please let me, " Vash said huskily as he eased her closer to where she would be aligned so he would be able to enter her.

Meryl knew she wasn't in a good position to fight but she started to wonder if she wanted to fight at all. She had thought about being with Vash several times so why was she so scared now that it was happening? She took a breath and managed to get to her feet. She wobbled precariously as Vash stared at her, bewilderment tainting his features.

She stepped over him when she was able, casting a glance his way as she unbuttoned her nightshirt. She slipped it off, letting it fall down her arms and land gently on the floor next to Vash. She took a breath to steady herself as her trembling hands went to her panties. She pulled them down, letting them fall to the floor once they were past her knees.

She stepped out of them before she turned to face Vash, fighting the urge to cover her breasts and mound. Vash quirked his lips into a wolfish grin, " Oh. I see. "

Meryl motioned lamely to her discarded clothes, " They would have been in our way. "

" Yeah. You have a point there; " Vash said as Meryl stepped back over him and lowered herself back down to him. " Now… where were we? "

" Are you sure you want to do it like this? " Meryl couldn't believe she was able to speak, let alone breathe. Her breath was catching in her throat and she could hear her heart pounding in her ears. Was she really going to ride the most wanted man on the planet or would her conscience kick in and stop her?

" For right now, " Vash whispered as he slid his right hand up her side. " Maybe we can try it some other way later on. "

" Later on? " She whispered.

Vash chuckled, " Do you think only once will be enough for you? I know it won't be for me. "

Meryl felt her face grow hot as the variety of positions they could try… the ones she wanted to try with him raced across her mind. " I can't answer that right now, " She said as she tried to push the thoughts away.

" Then you can answer it later, " Vash slid his hand higher until he was cupping her left breast in it. He smiled as he played with it, flicking the nipple with his thumb. " You know, for a small woman you have some really nice breasts. "

Meryl leaned into his touch trying not to read too much in his comment. She had always been defensive of her diminutive size and thought someone was trying to be funny when they teamed her up with the tallest female employee at Bernardelli. Being around Milly had made her feel even smaller but this wasn't the time to think of the stacked blonde that was now her best friend. This was the time to think of the blonde man beneath her that wanted to make love to her.

Meryl could feel his length against her inner thigh and she asked herself if she really wanted to make love to Vash. His real hand was now roaming all over her body, heating up every ich of flesh he touched as his artificial one rested on her hip, his very real feeling fingers brushing the crest of her rear gently. ~This is what you wanted, Stryfe! You wanted this man even before you knew what he looked like! ~ Her mind screamed at her.

Meryl let out a gasp as Vash opened her with two fingers, snapping her out of her thoughts. She hadn't even realized when he stopped feeling her body and positioned his tip at her opening, sliding it along the wetness there. When he rubbed her clit, she told all of her inner voices to shut up and enjoyed the feeling. She couldn't deny it that she wanted the man beneath her any longer and she would have him.

She put her hands higher on his chest as she lifted her hips and tried to mount him fully. She had a bit of a problem getting him inside but Vash quickly fixed that, pushing up with his hips as he guided hers with his artificial hand. Meryl gasped and wiggled a bit, his size feeling much bigger than she had anticipated. She worked her fingers against his chest until the shock of the penetration passed but didn't move once her core had adjusted to him.

" Why aren't you moving? " Vash asked. " I didn't hurt you, did I? "

" I don't know how to do it like this, " Meryl whispered. " I've only done it on my back and that was just one time. "

" No wonder you were so uptight when I first met you, " Vash ribbed her, a sly tone to his voice.

" I can get off of you right now if you want me to, " Meryl glanced up at Vash, her eyes narrowed. Truthfully, she didn't know if she could or wanted to get off of him but she wanted him to feel like she could and would if he started with the wisecracks.

" Calm down… I was only playing, " Vash said, his tone very apologetic. " Just sit up and hang onto my arms. I'll help you out. "

Meryl moved back slowly, her hands going to his forearms as he tightened his grip on her waist. She let out a gasp as he lifted her up slowly then slid her back down his length. He did it a few more times before she nodded, " I think I get the idea, Vash. "

Vash let out a breath as she moved on her own, her hands still grasping his arms for support as she tried to move at a steady pace. Her biggest fear was that she would get wrapped up in the incredible sensations and fall off Vash in spite of the grip he had on her waist. Vash was in a world of his own as he enjoyed the feel of her moving against him though and something about that made Meryl determined to remain upright. ~If I had known it was going to be this good, I would have done it sooner, ~ She mused as she enjoyed the feelings her movements were causing in her own body.

" Stop… " Vash panted just as Meryl decided to move a bit faster. Her body wanted more and she wanted to appease its hunger.

Meryl wasn't sure she had heard him say it so she asked, " What? "

" I said stop for a second, " Vash tightened his grip on her waist so she couldn't move.

" Why? What's wrong? " Meryl looked down at him. " Was I doing something wrong? "

Vash shook his head, " No. I need to ask you something before we continue. "

" What? "

Vash took his hands from Meryl's hips and her hands went to his stomach. He pushed himself up on his arms and looked into her eyes, " Could you tell me your name? " He asked then chuckled. He smirked, " I can't remember it. "

Meryl leaned forward, her lips hovering over Vash's. " It's Meryl, you idiot. "

" I knew it started with an 'M', " Vash muttered as Meryl took his lips in hers. They shared a heated kiss as Vash brought his left arm around Meryl. He pulled her to him, sliding out of her as he changed their position so she was on the floor instead. She pulled out of the kiss and looked up at him, blinking in surprise.

" I also love it when you call me an idiot, " Vash whispered as he pushed her legs up and apart before thrusting back into her. She bent one leg over his arm while he held the other behind the knee, her hands going to the back of his head as the position sent new waves of ecstasy through her.

" Where… where did … this… energy… come… from? " Meryl panted, recalling how Vash had seemed to be so exhausted. She didn't really mind but she didn't want him to strain himself too much.

" I don't know, " Vash grunted as he thrust into her. " I think being around you made me feel better. "

" Oh, " Meryl gasped, feeling a bit flattered. Coherent thought slipped away as she felt her climax starting to build. Vash spread her legs out a bit more as he started to pump into her. She knew she couldn't hold on much longer but she wanted to come when Vash came.

She didn't have to wait long as he tightened his grip on her legs. " I'm going to come, Meryl! "

" So am I, Vash. So am I, " She panted, the sound of her name from his lips being like a match to a fuse. She felt her core wrap tightly around him as they both cried out and rode out the waves of ecstasy together. They planted fevered kissed all over each other on as much skin as they could reach as the tide of euphoria slowly calmed down to a warm feeling of bliss. When he was able to, Vash pulled out of Meryl slowly and gathered her to his chest again as he rolled them both onto their sides.

They lay there in the cool darkness for a while before Vash said anything. " Meryl? "

" Hmm? " Meryl muttered as she looked up at him.

" Nothing. I just was saying it so I could remember it for later. "

**

" Meryl? Are you okay? " Milly shook Meryl's shoulder gently. " It's after ten and you're still in bed. Are you sick? "

Meryl opened her eyes and looked around. The suns were up and Milly stood next to the bed, a worried expression on her face. She could feel something in her right hand and found it was the novel Milly had let her borrow. " When did you get back? " Meryl asked, letting go of the book and sitting up.

" An hour ago and I wanted to check on you, " Milly smiled. " I had a wonderful time at my parents' house. You should have come along. It would have been fun. "

Meryl wiped the sleep from her eyes, " No… I couldn't impose on them like that and I just went back to work... I couldn't have asked for time off this soon. "

Milly shook her head, " They would have loved to have you over, Meryl and I'm sure the boss would have let you have the time off. Why don't you get out of bed and I'll fix you breakfast. I can tell you everything while you eat and then maybe we could go out later. "

Meryl blinked, " Um, okay. That sounds like fun I guess. "

Milly clapped her hands together, " Oh! My big sister gave me some more books that she's done reading. I'm already halfway through one and you can borrow it when I get finished… "

Meryl put her hand up, " No. That's okay. "

Milly blinked in surprise, " What? "

Meryl picked up the book from the bed and handed it to Milly, " I don't think these things are my cup of tea. I think I'll stick to stuff that's a little less… suggestive. "

Milly took the book, " Oh. Okay then. "