Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Forever Mine ❯ Afterglow ( Chapter 31 )

 

Disclaimer: Hmmm... I own my kids (Because I made them) I own my husband, (Because the Marriage License says so) and I own a REALLY big mortgage. (Because I'm stupid and signed on the dotted line.) However I don't own Trigun. (Because if I did, I wouldn't have said mortgage.)

“blah blah” : talking

`blah blah' : thinking

“blah blah” : telepathic talking

blah blah : other misc. stuff.

 

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Forever Mine

Chapter 31: Afterglow

 

 

 

Eden. The perfect place his twin wanted to create for just the two of them. Little did Knives know, but Vash had found Eden. It wasn't a place on a map. Nor did it have trees, grass, or even butterflies. And you definitely didn't need to kill anybody to obtain it, for he found it in the arms of the woman lying underneath the covers with him.

 

Meryl Stryfe.

 

She was his Eden, his perfect place. In all of his 133 years he had never felt more complete, than he did at that moment. Something profound happened last night, something significantly more than finally making love with her. Vash just didn't know what. But, what he did know was that he would never get his fill of her… ever.

 

Last night proved that.

 

Vash smiled at the vivid memories. He still couldn't believe that they had finally done it. And if he didn't have the proof of a very naked insurance girl in his arms, then he would have chucked it up to another fantasy. But, it was real and incredible, the rush of emotions, the sense of oneness, and the feeling of orgasm all combined together. It was simply awesome and what made it more than perfect was that he experienced it all for the first time with Meryl. And he wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

 

Remembering how her hands floated all over his body in eager caresses, how her lips and tongue felt as they trailed hot kisses everywhere. Of course, Vash couldn't forget the way she reacted to his touch. Just thinking about it made him want to do it all over again. Unfortunately, the outlaw knew that he should let the beauty rest and that she was probably extremely tender from their couplings last night.

 

Vash knew that the pain she initially felt was tremendous, and yet, he was thankful that she didn't want to stop, especially since it ending up becoming a toes curling experience. And he definitely didn't expect it to happen again. Not after how losing her virginity affected his short-girl, though the physical signs (not including the pain) weren't nearly as bad as he thought. Then again, Meryl had always amazed him and she definitely did so about an hour later. He was practically giddy with delight when they did it again after taking a break to eat a light snack and to drink a little wine. Not to mention, what she had let him do with the doughnuts…

 

“Oh man,” the gunman groaned as he took a ragged breath and started to caress her bottom with his right hand. Remembering how delicious it was to nibble on sweet golden cakes of honey and an even sweeter insurance girl at the same time.

 

But, what completely astounded him was when she initiated their third and final round of love-making. Not forty minutes later, she started the tryst by laying sweet kisses all over his marred frame before climbing on top of him. He committed to memory how she looked as she rode out her climax. The way all five of the moons' reflective light made her glow as she dug her nails into his chest (and grate) and tilted her face skyward before calling out `Oh God' repeatedly. It was beautiful.

 

`No, she was beautiful,' Vash thought before leaning over to give her a soft kiss on the forehead. After pulling back, he gazed at her while taking in her appearance. Her lips were still irresistibly puffy and a scarlet hue from their heated kisses, while her cropped locks were in such disarray that they were practically welcoming his hands to continue their play. Then there was the rosy blush on her cheeks, which he now knew that she did, in fact, blush just as prettily all over.

 

The visual package was making his body rigid as he thought about taking her again. The whole prospect so tempting, that he was thinking about waking his short-girl up with little kisses all over her body. Then making love with her again as the suns rose in the eastern sky. He unconsciously groaned out loud over the idea, which made the little body next to him move.

 

“Mmmm… Morning,” Meryl purred sleepily as she stretched before shifting upward to kiss him tenderly on the mouth.

 

“It's a really good morning,” Vash replied warmly after she pulled away from their kiss. “How are you feeling?”

 

“I feel good,” she said with a smile before lowering her head back to his chest and started to run her fingers across his stomach. “You feel good, too.”

 

“That's not what I mean,” he said with a chuckle as he caught her hand with his prosthetic one and brought it up to his mouth, so, he could kiss it.

 

“I'm alright… a little sore, I guess,” she then said after pulling away so she could sit up. “But, don't you dare feel guilty about it,” she added, turning at the waist and looking back at him.

 

“Oh, I don't,” the outlaw stated as his eyes gleamed impishly. Sitting up, he pulled her onto his lap and added, “Actually… I was asking, because I was thinking about doing you again, insurance girl…”

 

“Oh really?”

 

“Yeah really,” he whispered while trailing soft kisses on her neck and shoulder. The amorous attentions making the petite beauty to moan out his name from the heat he was creating.

 

“Mmmm… Vash, do you want to know what I would like to do?” she said, a moment later, with her own eyes flashing mischievously.

 

“Hmmm?” he muttered into her neck as his hands started to explore her petite frame.

 

“Go to the bathroom.”

 

“Wha…” he whispered against her skin as his real hand moved up to her left breast, so, he could tease her nipple with his finger tips.

 

“Vash… I have to go to the bathroom,” she declared before pulling from his grasp, taking the top comforter with her.

 

“Are you sure short-girl?” he questioned, watching her slowly stand and wrap the pale blue comforter around her.

 

Meryl brought her attention back to the man sitting before her and groaned. There he was, in all of his naked glory, looking up to her with those expressive aqua orbs. `God he's gorgeous,' she thought as she licked her lips in temptation. After all, did she really have to go that bad? `No not really,' she added internally as her eyes took in every inch of his beautiful body in the predawn light. Even with all of the scars and implants, he was still spectacular. Then her gaze focused further down his lean frame, making gasp at the sight.

 

“Oh my…” she breathed in awe as her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink. The blonde man just chuckled over her wide-eyed expression before standing himself and pulling another comforter from the pile in order to wrap it around his waist. He then stepped over the doorway and touched the keypad next to it. “Vash, what are you doing?”

 

“You said that you had to go, right?” he said, looking back at her as the door slid open. Meryl replied with a nod before she followed him through the doorway.

 

“Wow, what is this place?” she asked as they stepped through another open door about five feel from the one that led outside. There before her was a room, no bigger than a small bedroom, with spacesuits on pegs lining the left wall, while lockers and a bench ran along the opposite side.

 

“Well… sometimes members of the crew would need to do maintenance outside the ship or even on the satellite and this is where they would suit up before heading out into space,” he replied.

 

“Oh… so where do the steps lead on the walkway?”

 

“The ships had… I guess the easiest thing to call them would be wings that ran along its length and the steps made it easier to walk along them.”

 

“How did you find your little hiding place, anyway?”

 

“I…ahhh… found it after July,” he whispered.

 

“Oh Vash… I'm sorry,” she said gently, while stepping up to him and wrapping her arms around his waist.

 

“Its okay, Meryl” he replied quietly after wrapping his own arms around her, hugging her back. A moment later, he pulled away and kissed her on the forehead. Then with a small smile, he told her the bathroom was through the door on the opposite wall and that he would be waiting outside.

 

After using the facilities, Meryl stepped though the outer door and stopped for a moment as a smile flitted across her face. Vash was sitting amongst the pillows with the comforter lying casually up to his waist. His back was facing her as he leaned backward on his arms. He was watching as the twin suns began their morning ritual of painting the sky in brilliant colors. `So beautiful,' the petite beauty thought as she took in the way the he looked as the pink and purple hues of the sky enveloped his athletic frame. Dropping her blanket, she walked over to the outlaw and pulled the covering back before she sat, straddling his lap. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she seductively purred, “Hmmm… now where were we?”

 

“About here,” he breathed, grabbing her hips and kissing her intensely.

 

 

 

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The annoying buzz began sharply 6am. With a groan, a slender arm reached out from under the soft cream colored comforter, mindlessly looking for the snooze button on the alarm clock. Finally, succeeding in stopping the obnoxious noise, the redhead rolled over with a contented sigh. Unfortunately, the reprieve lasted for only nine minutes as the infernal buzzing started up again.

 

“Damn… why do I bother,” McKenna muttered as rolled back over to hit the off button. After strumming up enough willpower, she finally rolled out of bed, grabbed her glasses, and stretched before absently yawning as she headed to get some clothes together. Once she had some garments picked out, she made her way to the bathroom to shower.

 

Thirty minutes later she, stepped out of the bathroom and started to head out to the kitchen to get some coffee started. However, she was stopped as she heard the soft snores coming from the spare bedroom. Peeking in, she saw Milly lying on her side in the middle of the bed, while clutching onto a pillow. Mac just shook her head at the sight and smiled before walking out through the doorway leading the main living area.

 

“I wonder what kind of hangover she's going to have…” she muttered while starting to brew some caffeine. Then with a thought, she tapped on the counter with her fingers before heading over to the monitor. `I suppose I should make some breakfast…' she thought, while trying to figure out if she should have something in the infirmary, as well. Just in case Meryl was too preoccupied with Vash to worry about breaking her fast.

 

“At least I hope she was too preoccupied…” she said with a smile before deciding to make muffins.

 

 

 

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Two hours later, McKenna found herself sitting in front of the center island while tapping her fingers idly on the white counter top. It was almost nine and still no sign of Meryl, or really anybody for that matter. Actually, the only person that she had seen, up until that point, was Jessica and she was only present for a few minutes.

 

The woman in braids walked into the infirmary earlier looking for Vash or Meryl. When she noticed that they weren't there, she asked the young doctor if she had seen either of them. McKenna replied with a `no' and added that they were both probably sleeping in, because of last night's festivities. The simple explanation made Jessica cross her arms over her chest and tap her foot in agitation before she bit out that she had already checked both of their quarters and that they weren't anywhere to be found. Mac just rolled her eyes at her antics prior to stating that they probably just didn't hear her knocking, which made the child-like woman stomp her foot with a `humph' before she stormed out of the infirmary.

 

“God, can she be annoying,” the redhead mumbled after recalling the events from an hour ago. Picking up her cup, Mac took a sip before laughing as she internally added, `She's going to flip when Vash talks to her later. Boy, I wish I could be a fly on the wall for that conversation.'

 

Setting her coffee down, McKenna's thoughts returned (yet again) to the platinum blonde and absently wondered if Knives answered the door and said something arrogant to Jessica. She just couldn't stop thinking about him. He had been constantly on her mind, plaguing her days and nights lately, especially after last night and how he was actually acting civil toward her. The past few days had in deed been very, very strange. Then he made dinner for her (well sort of) and even humored her by playing checkers, until something distracted him. When he closed his eyes and tensed, she knew that something must have happened and it worried her. Then a moment later, he told her to leave before opening his blue eyes…

 

“That look…” she whispered as a shiver went down her spine, while remembering what she saw lurking in their depths. She saw full-fledged, unadulterated lust filling his penetrating gaze and it was directed toward her. McKenna never had any one look at her that way before. And, by no means, would have ever imagined that when it finally had happened, that the initiator of the look would have been, the one and only, Millions Knives. Particularly, since he always loved to advise her of just how `inferior' she was.

 

However, it did happen and the doctor really wasn't sure how to react. After all, she was attracted to him, there was no denying it. Not any more. But, did he really mean it or was there something else that triggered the response. `Perhaps Vash sent him something through their link,' she thought right before the infirmary doors opened and Milly walked into the lab.

 

“Why good morning, Miss Mac,” the big-girl chirped, while waiving as she walked up the center island and grabbed a muffin from the basket. “Gosh… isn't Sempai here yet?”

 

“Nope, I haven't seen her,” McKenna replied as she stood and headed over to the far counter to get Milly a cup of coffee. A moment later, she handed a cup to the brunette and inquired, “So, what happened last night? Jessica was already here this morning and she wasn't too happy.”

 

“Well… hmmm… let's see,” Milly started, putting the cup down so she could scratch her head, while trying to remember last night. “I remember Sempai and Mr. Vash dancing… then Jessica pulling Mr. Vash away. What was next? Oh yeah! Sempai came up to me and said that she was heading back to our quarters for a minute and Mr. Vash wanted her to meet him somewhere.”

 

“And what else?”

 

“Curt, Jason, Shane, and I started doing shots and then we went up to sing with the band,” she said with a big smile, which made the redhead laugh.

 

“Is that it?” McKenna asked, still chuckling over the big-girl's antics.

 

“Ummm… yup,” she replied before taking a sip of her coffee. “No wait… I remember Jessica coming up to us about forty minutes later asking if we saw Mr. Vash and when we said `no' she left the party.”

 

“Oh really?”

 

“She sure did, Miss Mac!”

 

“Hey Milly, aren't you hung over?”

 

“Nah…”

 

“How much did you drink?” the redhead curiously asked.

 

“Lots,” Milly happily replied as someone else walked through the infirmary doors. Both women turned their attention to the entrance and watched as Meryl slowly made her way to the stand with the other two women.

 

“Good morning,” she said with a brilliant smile as she grabbed a muffin and took a bite. “I didn't realize I was so hungry,” she mumbled as Mac went over to one of the cabinets to pull something out before getting her a cup of coffee.

 

“Sempai, are you okay?”

 

“Why wouldn't I be?”

 

“It's just that you're walking kinda slow, is all,” the brunette pointed out, clearly concerned.

 

“Oh… ummm… that,” she stammered with a blush as McKenna handed her a cup of coffee and some pain relievers. “I… ahhh… guess I'm a little sore,” she added sheepishly as her blush intensified.

 

“Well?” McKenna interjected before taking another sip from her cup.

 

“Well what?” the petite beauty quietly asked back as she looked to the floor.

 

“Now Meryl…” the redhead started with a big smile as she looked to her friend and knew why her friend was acting so shy. “Milly and I already know.”

 

“Yep, we sure do, Sempai!”

 

“But how?” she quickly asked after raising her head to look at her two friends.

 

“It's kinda obvious really,” Mac stated with a light laugh. “You come in walking slowly while saying you're sore, you're starving, and you are all aglow,” she pointed out, while taking in the short-girl's radiance from being recently made loved too.

 

“Am I really glowing?” she asked in surprise, before watching the two ladies nod in affirmation. With a twinkling smile, the petite beauty told them that last night was the most incredible night of her life and how Vash had created a little haven in his secret spot. As she was about to give them some more details, the doors opened again with the twins walking through.

 

An instant later, Meryl was enveloped in a big hug from the golden blonde as he picked her up and kissed intensely, not caring who saw. She immediately responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and returning the kiss. Milly and McKenna gaped in shock while Knives grumbled `disgusting' as he turned away from their blatant display.

 

Finally pulling away, Vash set his insurance girl down and smiled before whispering, “I missed you.”

 

“Vash… you goof, we've only been apart for maybe an hour,” she replied with a laugh.

 

“I know, but it's just that I'm going to be at the site all day.”

 

“We could always do something after your done, maybe we could… ummm… go out or something…” she quietly suggested, while looking up and into his eyes.

 

“I can't… its Thursday,” he sadly replied, bringing his real hand up to caress her cheek. “Meet me for lunch, though.”

 

“Okay, what time?”

 

“How about one,” Vash answered right before he bent down to kiss her again. A moment later, their kiss ended abruptly as Knives interrupted by loudly clearing throat and saying `that's quite enough,' which made the couple pull apart and blush in embarrassment. Looking to his brother, Vash then asked, “Ya' wanna walk with me to work, Knives?”

 

“I suppose,” Knives indifferently muttered.

 

“Great!” Vash cheered as he stepped back over to stand next to his twin. Then with a quick waive, he told the lovely ladies that he would see them later right before he and Knives turned to leave. However, they were both momentarily stopped as Milly called out to them.

 

“Wait for me, Mr. Vash, Mr. Knives. I have too head to work, too,” she said while catching up to the Plants, so, all three could exit the infirmary together.

 

 

 

*~*~*

 

 

 

With a muttered curse, Knives closed the ancient book and looked up through the branches of the towering elm tree. “What is wrong with me,” he said to himself before lowering his head so he could rub his temples. Cursing again, he picked up his birthday present and stood before heading down the hill. He needed to go for a walk, stretch his legs and, hopefully, clear his head.

 

The Plant just couldn't concentrate. His muddled thoughts and emotions were getting in the way. Continually returning to what he felt last night and this morning from his twin. When Vash assaulted his awareness with the overwhelming feelings, he knew exactly what happened. His twin had finally claimed his pet and eased the sexual chaos swimming in his veins. And it was quite apparent when Knives saw him earlier that morning.

 

The golden blonde casually strolled into their quarters, a little after eight, looking disheveled with his shirt un-tucked and wrinkled, while his shoulder length hair was quite a mess. However, what really made it obvious was the twinkle in his eyes and the way he smiled. It was a lazy `I just got laid' smile, that told the older sibling that Vash really enjoyed himself last night.

 

Of course, the feelings flowing through his twin, were still there and stronger than ever. At least, the lust was temporarily sated. Well, until they walked into the medical ward and Vash saw his little pet again. The desire instantly rose and he reacted by latching onto Meryl and kissing her. It was the first time that Knives had ever seen him kiss her and it made him want to experience the tastes and the sensations first hand. Especially, since the emotional spike from last night was sill lingering in his veins.

 

Knives remembered looking over to McKenna and internally groaning as the war inside his body raged on. There she was, with her full lips parted as she stared at the two. Then her pink tongue darted out her mouth to lick her bottom lip. The innocent gesture was extremely erotic. It made him wonder what it would be like to have her lick him before shaking off the mental image of the fiery redhead lying on top of him, naked, while leaving openmouthed kisses all over his body.

 

“Christ,” he muttered, running his left hand though his cropped locks, while walking out of the elevator. He was trying to not give in to his baser needs, but it was becoming increasingly harder not to cave. Then the tempted Plant remembered what Vash had said to him Monday morning…

 

“Maybe you could do a little `experiment' and try for yourself. You might like it. Besides, what do you have to lose?”

 

“What do I have to lose?” Knives whispered as he stopped walking, finally realizing where his little jaunt had taken him, back to the infirmary. Opening his senses, he felt only one person in the ward, McKenna. Firming his resolve, he stepped through the double-doors, while muttering under his breath, “For experimental purposes only.”

 

Walking back into the center room, he saw the redhead kneeling in front of a cabinet, while putting rolls of bandages away. With a predatory gleam in his now azure eyes, Knives stepped behind her and made his presence known by lightly touching her shoulder.

 

“Aaaah,” McKenna screeched with a start, as she jumped up and brought her attention to the man who startled her. “Damn it, Knives! Don't do…” she started to scold before trailing off, immediately seeing the way he was looking at her. Taking an involuntary step backward, she hit the waist high cabinet with her rear-end and realized that she couldn't go any further. “Knives…”

 

With out a word, the platinum blonde closed the gap and placed the book on the corner of the cabinet before tenderly removing her glasses. He set them on top of the novel and proceeded to pull her hair free of its binding. After adding the tie to the small pile, he turned his attention to her full lips. Knives saw her lick them nervously before whispering his name again, which made him smile softly as he brought the pad of his index finger up to touch them. “So soft,” he breathed before sliding his hand over to cup her cheek.

 

Finally giving in, Knives lowered his head and kissed her.

 

It was a ghost of a kiss where he only brushed his lips against hers, barely making contact before pulling away to look at her. What he saw made him, yet again, groan internally. She was absolutely stunning with her hazel eyes flecking green and her mouth parted as the initial shock of what happened changed to something more intense. Needing more than just a sample, he lowered his hand from her face and placed the both of them on her hips before lowering his mouth to hers again. The kiss started out slow and sweet as their lips simply touched, taking in each others texture, their warmth, while noting how their lips seemed to fit perfectly together.

 

McKenna moaned into their lip lock as she tilted her head slightly and brought her hands up from her sides to his chest. Subconsciously, she decided to try and deepen the kiss by tentatively opening her mouth and brushing her tongue across his supple lips. She felt him stiffen for a moment before he conceded and opened his mouth. An instant later, their tongues met and the tender caress quickly turned white hot as the moment became all consuming.

 

Wanting more contact, Knives picked the petite woman up and set her on the counter, raising her up just enough so that he didn't have to bend over. He then stepped up to the counter and in between her legs while slipping his arms around her waist to pull her closer. The mesmerized woman immediately responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and sliding her hands into his hair, while pulling him infinitely closer so that her full breasts were pressed against his muscular chest. The more intimate connection made the participants moan into the heated kisses as their bodies met.

 

Knives sensed when McKenna's heart rate quickened and temperature rose, while their kisses became more urgent, needier. The sensation of feeling it all was drowning him in its sheer force and he wasn't sure if he would ever find a way to control his urges. He wasn't even sure if he wanted too, not any longer. He decided, then and there, that having a pet definitely had its advantages, especially when the pet was as passionate as the woman in his arms.

 

Then she wrapped her legs around him and ground her hips into his.

 

“Christ… Kk…enn…a,” he groaned from the new contact as he pulled away from her delicious mouth and threw his head back from the extreme heat she was creating with every gyration.

 

Taking the advantage, the redhead brought her mouth to his neck and started to trail nips and kisses on the exposed flesh as she moved her hands to his shirt, starting to unbutton it. Once she had the chambray button down open to his navel, she continued her caresses on his finely muscled chest with her lips and hands, making the Plant groan her name again as his hands flew to her hair.

 

She couldn't help it. She had an acute need to feel his flesh again, the need taste more of him… all of him. The redhead had never felt anything so potent before, even with her ex-fiancé. That man, that brooding arrogant man, was like a beacon that drew her to him, like a moth to a flame. And she knew that, like the flame, he was just as hot and just as dangerous, but she didn't care. McKenna wanted to be near him, with him… forever.

 

Needing to taste her lips again, the platinum blonde mentally told her what he wanted, where she instantly complied by bringing her mouth to his and kissing him heatedly. After a moment, he tore his mouth from hers in order to kiss down her face and neck, slowly leaning into her, shifting her backward.

 

“Knives,” the spellbound woman gasped as he pushed her shirt aside and sucked hard on the creamy flesh at the nape of her neck. `He's marking me,' she absently thought while feeling his hands moving to the buttons on her blouse. The very next instant, she heard him in her mind say that she was his pet now. However, before she could completely digest what he had telepathically told her, Knives quickly untangled himself and moved to stand a few feel away. As confusion took over, McKenna furrowed her brow while panting, “What's wrong?”

 

“Someone's coming,” Knives raggedly replied, while running his right hand through his mussed hair.

 

A moment later, they heard the main doors to the infirmary open and someone call out for her. It was the Doc. After muttering a curse, McKenna called out that she would be right there before quickly grabbing her glasses and hopping off of the cabinet in order to greet the Doc.

 

“Hi Doc, What's… ummm… going on?” she anxiously asked, walking out into the lab and hastily running her hands through her wild hair.

 

“I was wondering if you have seen Knives?” the bald man asked with a smile.

 

“Well…” she started, blushing profusely, until she was cut off by the Plant, who casually walked out of the room she was just in.

 

“I'm right here,” Knives calmly stated, without any hint as to what had just transpired between the two. She turned to him and gaped. He was perfectly composed and straightened.

 

“Ahhh… good, I was wondering if you could take a look at something that I have come up with. I believe that it just might take care of the drain on your sisters… permanently,” the Doc happily supplied as he saw flicker of shock flash over Knives' ever cool façade.

 

“Well… if it will be beneficial to my brethren, then I suppose I could look over your data,” he evenly replied. Then without even bothering to acknowledge the woman, who he was ardently kissing just a few minutes before, Knives walked out of the ward with the older looking man.

 

He simply left her standing there, all alone in the suddenly very cold and sterile space.