#~~trigun stuff

Vash - Tits. 

Tits guy. You can not convince me otherwise! 

He will always ALWAYS have a hand on them. Doesn’t matter if its over the shirt or under.

You have to constantly slap his hands away if they are sore. 

He will always give them special attention. 

The contrast of the warmth of his hand and cold prosthetic left goosebumps across your skin as he slid his fingers up your sides, pulling the fabric of your shirt up slowly. His mouth watering and his eyes following as more of your skin was exposed. Stopping at the swell of your breast, he looked at your face one more time, silently asking for permission. As soon as you nodded at him, the fabric of your top was over your head, leaving your chest exposed. Vash inhaled sharply, his eyes focused on the rise and fall of your breast with every breath you took.

“You’re drooling.” you whispered at him with a small chuckle. 

He shook his head, bringing a hand up to wipe his mouth, “Was not.” he said sheepishly. He ran his thumbs across your nipples, causing them to stiffen and a small gasp to escape your lips. “So pretty” he whispered to himself, leaning down, kitten licking one of your nipples before wrapping his lips around it. 

Wolfwood - Ass

This man will STARE at your ass, shamelessly. 

Loves to spank you. In and out of the bedroom. 

Will sneak a hand up the back of your leg just to pinch your ass. It's worse when you’re wearing a skirt or dress. 

LOVES when he can grab a handful when you’re riding him. 

“Fuck yes - like that baby” Wolfwood had a hand behind his head, the other gripping your ass hard enough you knew he’d leave marks, helping you bounce on his cock. He groaned, feeling you tighten around his cock. He couldn’t help but buck up into you. His breath coming out faster now as his other hand came down and grabbed your other ass cheek. You keened above him, his grip getting tighter, holding you still above him as he planted his heels on the bed, thrusting up into you. “Good fuckin girl.” He groaned under you, his movements becoming sloppy as he chased his own high, “Come on baby, touch yourself for me.” He threw his head back as your hand reached down, swiping your fingers across your clit, your pussy clamping down on him. Arching your back, you came with a shudder. Your body twitched in his hold. 

“Fuuuck -” He moaned under you, thrusting his hips one more time into you before stilling as his own release came over him, filling your cunt with his cum. Dropping his hips down onto the bed, bringing you with him, you both gasp at the feeling of his cock twitching inside you. He gave you a playful slap to your ass before reaching over and grabbing the crumpled pack of cigarettes on the small bedside table, lighting one. “Just gimme a minute. I’m not done with you yet.” He smirked.

Knives - Thighs

He did not want to be attracted to humans, but he could not fight the feeling he was having. 

Honestly, it was your own fault. Wearing that short skirt. 

He really should have focused on something else. 

But he couldn’t stop himself when he grabbed you, dragging you with him down the hall

Kni had you under him on the couch. Your legs pulled up against his chest, knees together with his cock between your plush thighs, so close to where you wanted him, but he was teasing you, chasing his own high. The skin slick with his pre-cum and the copious amount of spit he had used when he stroked his own cock before laying you on the couch. “Tch.” He scoffed at you, quickly dissolving into a moan when he picked up the pace. His thrusts became stronger. The slap of his hips against your thighs echoed off the walls. 

Reaching for his wrists, trying to ground yourself, “Knives..” you whispered, “please.” you tried to angle your hips, trying to coax him into just fucking you. 

His grip held your legs still. “Stop.” His voice was commanding. You complied, moaning softly as he relented and reached a hand down, toying with your clit. “Just.. take it.” his brow was slick with sweat. 

Your back arched, feeling yourself close to the edge. Squeezing your eyes shut, you felt him shudder above you, feeling the hot spray of his cum splash across your stomach and drip down your thighs. Dropping your legs, he removed his hands from your cunt as you whined in protest. 

“Shut up. You’ll take what I give you” He looked down at you, lust and conflict swimming in his eyes. 

Livio - Ass

He wasn’t a pervert. He didn’t mean to stare. 

But when you bent down, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. 

He knew he found you attractive, but he told himself it was your brain and personality. 

He couldn’t help himself when he walked to your room later that night and knocked on the door. 

Livio had you pushed against the door, your chest pushed into the door while he was grinding his cock into your ass. Even through your clothes, you could feel how hard he was. “Livio.. Whats..?” You were cut off by a particularly hard thrust, causing you to gasp. 

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while. God, you have no idea how bad I want you.” He was moaning, his lips right beside your ear. You could feel his hot breath on your neck. ”I’m so sorry, please, tell me if it's too much.” Whining into your neck.

You answered him by pushing your hips back, grinding against him. “Don’t stop” you planted your hands on the door, wiggling your ass for him, pushing back harder. 

He shudders behind you, his hips slowly moving against your ass as his hands reach down, grabbing your hips as he bucks his hips harder into you. “Just.. Oh please..” he was whining behind you, “Let me…” His voice trailed off. 

You could feel him pushing harder into you, his whines getting louder before his body shuddered and twitched behind you. He pushed you flat against the door. “I'm sorry..” He whispered behind you. 

You shook your head, “Shhh, no, Livio.” you turned around, pressing your hands against his chest, you looked down and saw the growing wet spot in his pants and the blush creeping across his face. A smile spread across your face “Oh baby boy…” you pushed him towards the bed, “Lets keep going.”

Razlo - Tits. 

This man LOVES tits. 

All tits. Big, small and everything in between

He just wants to bite and ravish them, but also love and kiss them. 

His favourite is when he gets the chance to fuck your tits. 

He doesn’t last long when he feels their softness around his cock. 

Leaning back, he planted his hands behind him to prop himself up, “You look fucking amazing down there.” He growled at you. You were on your knees, elbows resting on his thighs, pushing your soft tits around his cock. Tipping your head down, you gave the head of his cock a little kitten lick, earning a hiss from the man, making you smirk. Sliding your breasts along his length, making him groan above you. The added spit from a few moments before, when you were sucking his cock, made everything more slick and smooth. 

He couldn’t help it when his hips bucked up, making you smile before tipping your head down and taking the tip of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. He moaned, his head falling back as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Pushing your lips down his length further, you pumped your mouth along with your breasts, causing Razlo to moan above you. His hands fist into the sheets behind him. He could feel his release getting closer. “Keep going doll..” Feeling the muscles in his thighs twitch, you knew he was getting close. You hollow your cheeks and move your breasts faster. His hips buck as his cock twitches again, unloading rope after rope of cum down your throat. Some dribbled past your lips and on to your tits. 

He lifted his head, cocking it to the side as he looked down at you, “Messy..” Sitting up he scooped up some of his cum and held his fingers out for you. “Clean it up.” his voice was husky as you wrapped your lips around his fingers, licking up everything he gathered.

You had been traveling with Vash the Stampede for a few months, and you were quickly learning that his name as the “Humanoid Typhoon” was more than just a silly little nickname. Disaster followed him everywhere. Whether it was in the form of some shootout, or just his bad luck, it didn’t matter. It seemed he had what you referred to as “a cup of luck” and as the day went on, his cup became more and more empty depending on what happened. 

You were also learning that your little crush on Vash the Stampede, was not as one sided as you thought. It started with looks around the campfire, and evolved into touches that lingered a half a second too long. The way he would blush as he helped you bandage wounds. Of course you noticed, your face also getting a little pinker every time his skin made contact with yours. So it was only natural that the very little luck he had that day, was used on the deal you had gotten for supplies, because as soon as you got to your *double bed room* at the ONLY and VERY FULL inn in town, was marked wrong.

The both of you stood in the doorway of the room staring at the single bed. Of course there was only one bed. You smacked your forehead with your palm, cursing Vash, “Well now what?” You shifted into the room, placing your bag on the table. 

Vash took a few steps in and placed his bag on the floor, “Well, I guess I can sleep on the floor. Maybe I can ask for an extra blanket and pillow” He turned and left the room, not waiting for a response, hoping you didn’t notice his red tipped ears. 

Coming back a few moments later, Vash sighed, “Well the whole place is packed, and there are no extra blankets. All they could give me was a pillow.” He stood at the door, a sheepish look on his face. You sighed, “Well, I can’t make you sleep on the floor. We will just have to make due.” You grabbed the pillow from his hands, moving your own over and placing his beside it. “I am going to grab a quick shower first. I feel kind of grimey” You grabbed the smaller bag, containing your toiletries from inside your pack, rushing into the bathroom and shutting the door. You pressed your back against the door, heaving a sigh. This was going to be a long night. You didn’t think you could sleep in the same bed as Vash. Vash kicked his boots off and shrugged his jacket off his shoulders. Sitting at the small desk, he dropped his forehead on the table, how was he going to sleep tonight? You were way too pretty. He heard the water running for the shower and groaned against the table. Now you were going to smell good too. You finished up your shower, shutting the water off and grabbing a towel, quickly drying off and pulling your night clothes on before stepping out of the bathroom, “It's all yours.” you squeaked out. Vash was still at the desk, chin resting in his palm. He looked like he was deep in thought. 

His head popped up, “Oh, yeah, thanks.” He grabbed his own things and quickly walked past you, into the bathroom. 

You sat on the edge of the bed, ‘Ok, I can do this. Its nothing. Its one night. Thats it. We can share a bed for one measly night. No problem!’ Flopping back on the bed, you cover your eyes with your arm. You didn’t get to lay there long, hearing the water shut off in the bathroom, a few moments later, Vash opened the door to the bathroom. He watched you from the doorway as you sat back up, shuffling over in the bed, pulling the blanket up around yourself. 

Walking over from the bathroom, he sat on the bed, as far away as he possibly could. He laid his head down on the pillow, only taking the edge of the blanket and bringing it to his shoulders. “Hey, you can, you can have more blanket if you want.” You whispered. 

Reaching over, he shut off the lamp, plunging the room into darkness. THe moonlight filtered in from the curtains. You looked at his back, his skin almost glowing. “No, I’m ok.” he huffed out. 

“Ok.” the silence in the air was maddening. “Hey..” you whispered at him again. He hummed at you in response, “Is this… weird?” you asked. 

He rolled himself over in the bed, still staying as close to the edge as his tall body would let him, “Its a little weird. But not bad weird. I just..” he trailed off, focusing on something behind you instead of your face. He was grateful it was dark and hoping you could not see the blush creeping up his face. “I don’t know if you’re really ok with this..” he finished. 

Reaching towards him, you hesitated placing a hand on his arm before resting it on his bicep, “Vash.. I have no issues sharing a bed with you.” you reassured him. Hearing him sigh in relief, you smiled, “I don’t think I’d be comfortable with anyone else. You saw him smile. 

“Yeah, this would be a lot weirder with someone else.” he chuckled. “Can I ask you one more thing?” 

“Anything.” you replied. 

“Can I kiss you?” The question hung heavy in the air. 

You looked at him, raising your head a little, “Vash? Are you teasing me?” you sounded a little hurt.

“What? No, not at all!” he sputtered “I'm sorry! I shouldn’t have asked -” you cut him off, placing a finger on his lips. 

“Vash. We both know we have.. Something.. Going on here” you gestured, pointing between the two of you, “but I also don’t want to jeopardize what we have.” You propped yourself up on your elbow, “I like you too much and I don’t want to lose you.” you confessed. 

Vash nodded slowly, “I feel the same way, but I still want to kiss you.” he reached a hand up, cupping your cheek. You felt your face heat up. He was not making this easier for you. 

Feeling your resolve crumble, you leaned your head down, brushing your lips against his. He shifted his head just slightly, enough to close the distance. Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer and rolling you onto your back, hovering above you. Soft groans escaping his lips and he kissed you over and over. His tongue swiping along your bottom lip, urging you to let him taste you. 

You moaned, opening your mouth and brushing your tongue against his. Bringing your hands up to thread through his hair, you tugged on it lightly, earning a moan in response. He couldn’t help himself, grinding himself against your clothed core, both of you gasping at the delicious pressure. 

“You look so pretty under me.” Vash was breathless, looking down at you with hooded eyes full of lust. One hand reaching under your shirt, gliding across your stomach, up to your breasts. His thumb brushing across your nipple, feeling it harden under his touch. 

Arching your back, you bit your bottom lip, trying to hold your moans back. You grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head and tossing it to the floor, quickly reaching under you and unhooking your bra, ripping it off your arms and throwing it down also. 

Vash giggled at your eagerness, leaning back to sit on his knees above you. He pulled his own shirt off, blushing lightly. You sat up, placing a kiss on one scar running across his shoulder before kissing the metal grate over the left side of his chest and laying back down. Lifting your hips you pulled your sleep pants down, kicking them to the floor and leaving your panties on. 

Vash sucked a breath in through his teeth before making quick work of his own pants, tossing them to the side. His hands running up your thighs, feeling them twitch under him the closer he got to your core. “Vash..” you moaned. He looked down at you, his fingers hooking into your underwear, pulling them down and tossing them behind him, a smirk on his face. He lowered himself to your core as you threw your head back shyly. 

Using his fingers he spread your pussy lips apart before swiping his tongue from your twitching hole to your clit. Your back arched as you let out a gasp. Groaning at the taste of you, Vash buried his face into your cunt, tongue lapping at your folds. Your hands flew down to his hair, threading your fingers and pulling harshly while you writhed and moaned under him. Pushing his tongue into your pussy, his nose bumped your clit. He devoured you like a man starved. You could feel your orgasm building quickly, like a fire low in your stomach. “Vash.. I’m.. Oh god!” you could help but cry out, the threads of your sanity finally snapping with a flick of his thumb over your clit. Your legs trembled and twitched. Vash quickly shoving two fingers into your clenching hole, helping you ride your high. His tongue flicking across your small bud, sending your mind into a frenzy. You couldn’t form sentences, mindless babbling that vaguely sounded like his name. Vash drank down everything you gave him, his own moans sending vibrations along your core until your palm flattened on his head and you weakly pushed him away. Sitting up on his haunches, he looked down at you. Licking his lips and wiping his chin with the back of his hand. You looked ethereal to him. Panting breath and your body flush with bliss. A thin layer of sweat covered you. “Amazing.” He whispered above you. All you could manage was a weak smile. 

“Give me.. Give me a second, that was.. Wow.” You lifted your arm, resting it on your stomach. 

He chuckled above you, “you don’t need to do anything.” His face was full of adoration as he looked at you, “I’m happy we finally go to do.. Well, anything” signature smile graced his lips. 

“Vash…” you trailed off, sitting up, “I want to help you too.” brushing your fingertips across his cock, he sucked a breath through his teeth. Shifting on the bed, you gestured for him to lay beside you. 

He complied, laying flat on his back as you lay across one of his thighs. You hand gripped his cock at the base, pumping slowly a few times. Vash threw his arm over his head, “Mayfly..” a broken moan bubbled from his throat. Swiping your thumb across the tip, you leaned in, giving the head of his cock a few kitten licks before taking it into your mouth. His hips bucked at the feeling of your warm mouth and soft lips. Taking him further, you wrapped your hand tightly around the base, stroking what you could not fit into your mouth. 

Spit coated his length as you bobbed your head, dribbling down his balls, a few drops landing on the sheets below. Vash moaned, his legs twitching as his flesh hand came down to wrap into your hair. Gripping lightly, he pushed and pulled your mouth along his cock, pushing you a little further each time. Gagging slightly, you relaxed your throat as much as you could, wanting to taste more of him. “Yeah, like that.” he gasped “Suck my cock like that. Oh fuck” 

His balls tightened, his hand pushing your mouth down as far as he could. Your nose brushed against the small patch of hair at the base of his cock while he spilled his cum down your throat. His hips bucked, feeling your throat spasm as you gagged lightly, desperately trying not to spill a drop of cum. His fingers loosened, letting you pull back. You dipped your head back down, wanting every stray drop of cum on your tongue before swallowing. Pulling you on to his chest, Vash wrapped his arms around you. “Thank you.” he whispered. His fingers gliding idly across your arm, tracing nothing in particular. 

You giggled, “We should really be thanking the innkeepers. Think of how much money we’ll save if we don’t need to get double rooms anymore!” 

Vash blushed at you, “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” 

His deep moans echoed off the walls. The joints of the chair he was sitting on, squeaked as he adjusted his body. “Come on doll, stop teasing.” His breath was shallow. 

“Let me have my fun Nico.” settled on the floor between his legs, you peered up at him. The leather harness across his chest, snug in all the right places as he obediently held his hands behind his back. Pushing himself up straighter, his pants slid to below his hips. His cock strained against the fabric of his boxers. 

Running your hands up his calves and along his thighs, your fingertips teased the edge of his boxers. A soft gasp escaping his lips. “You look so good for me Nico” whispered into the air between you. Watching his chest rise and fall with every breath. 

Scanning your eyes across his chest, the way the leather was digging in just slightly, causing your mouth to water. He looked delicious like this. It wasn’t often he sat back and let you touch his body as you saw fit. Your hands skimmed across his stomach, the muscles under the skin twitched and jumped as your fingertips ticked him slightly. Running your fingers through the hair on his stomach, you placed your palm flat and pushed your hand up over the straps of the harness to his chest, scratching slightly before taking a nipple between your finger and thumb, pinching slightly, causing his body to jump.

Hissing through his teeth, he narrowed his eyes at you. “Doll..” he smirked down at you. It was taking every bit of self control he had to not just pin you beneath him and fuck you senseless. 

“Yes my love?” you asked so sweetly. Pinching again just to feel his body jolt under your hands a second time. 

He stared down at you. His restraint slowly slipping away as he flexed his hands behind his back. Watching his muscles in his arms tense and relax, you licked your lips. Focusing your eyes on his once more, he gave you a final warning look before nodding slightly, giving you permission to continue. Sitting up on your knees, one hand resting on his knee while the other continued over his collar bones and up to his neck. 

The hand on his knee moved to the inside of his thigh, brushing your fingers across his clothed cock. Looking down, you could see a small patch of fabric darkening with pre. You smirked up at him, dipping a couple fingers under the band of his boxers, tugging them down to free his cock. His breath hitched once the cool air hit the wet tip of his cock. “Fuck!”

His hands snapped from behind his back. One on your shoulder and the other threading itself in your hair, pulling you up to meet him in a kiss. His tongue darting out to lick your bottom lip. You wasted no time parting your lips and granting him entrance. Your hands coming up to rest on the sides of his neck as you climbed into his lap. His hips thrusting up, grinding his cock along your clothed slit, causing you both to moan. 

“Teasing me like that.” He whispered between kisses, “You know I can’t hold back doll.” His hands moved down to your breasts, kneading slightly, before sliding down your sides and resting on your hips. His fingers digging in slightly. The way his hands moved across your skin in such a fluid movement caused you to shudder. 

Pressing kisses along his jaw, to his ear, you giggled slightly, “Maybe I wanted you to take over love. I adore it when you have your hands all over me.” You felt him sigh under you as he threw his head back. 

“Why not just let me have my way with you from the start then?” His chest vibrated with a groan. 

Grinding down on his cock again, you kissed across his collarbones, “I like pushing you around a little.” 

His eyes caught yours, a smile cracking across his lips, you caught a flash of his canines before he stood up quickly, gripping your thighs, holding you in his arms as he carried you to the bed across the room. “You wanna see where that gets you?” 

He tossed you down on the bed and crawling over you, his fingers tugging the waist of your panties down your legs and tossing them to the floor before lining himself up with your core. 

You hated it. You hated how his fingers ghosted across the parts of yourself that you found the hardest to look at. You hated that he spent so much time focusing on them. Palms running up your sides and back down your tummy, pressing kisses under your belly button and up your sternum.

"You're thinking to much." he mumbled into your chest, his thumbs coming up to brush over your nipple.

"I can't help it." You threw a hand over your face.

"Stop thinking and just feel then. Feel what you do to me." he ground his crotch against your thigh, causing you to gasp. "Don't know how you can hate any part of yourself."

Nicholas was leaning back against the heavy wooden headboard, your hands clawing at his bare chest. Vash hadn't really given either of you time to fully undress before he was shoving you down on top of Nicolas, angling your body in a way that he could watch what Vash was doing in the full length mirror which was so strategically placed at the end of the bed.

It had been about an hour since Nicholas had leaned across the small bar table, "Yeah, but in your *lifetime*, Spikey, how much have you really learned about the human body? Hmm?" muttered between the three of you, before he grabbed the small glass of whiskey off the table drinking it in one gulp.

"I could teach you a few things." Vash narrowed his eyes, "If you're up for it?" He glanced at you as your cheeks reddened.

That was how you ended up in your shared hotel room, spread out on top of Nicholas, your bare chest pressing into his with your ass in the air towards the mirror as Vash had his prosthetic hand squeezing your ass, spreading you open, while the other hand had 2 fingers buried up to his knuckles in your cunt, his thumb tracing circles on your clit.

Nuzzling your face into Nicholas' chest, you were panting hard, your fingers digging into his arms as he sat, legs spread with you nestled in between them. You could feel his cock hardening against your stomach. He hissed through his teeth, his eyes never leaving the mirror, while you tried your best to push yourself up on your hands. Nicholas' hands wrapping around your back, pressing you further into him while his hips bucked upwards, praying for some relief on his aching cock.

Your back arched, Vash hitting a sensitive spot along your walls as your body shuddered. You could feel your release building low in your stomach, "I'm.. so close.. please, Vash.. fuck"

Nicholas groaned under you, sweat beading on his forehead as he watched Vash's hands work your pussy. His hips rocking his cock between the two of you, precum leaking from the tip, helping his cock slide easier between your bodies.

"Go ahead baby, let go for us." Vash whispered, bending down to place kisses along your spine.

He angled his fingers just right to have you keening into Nicholas' chest, your back in a deep arch as you felt your release crash over you. You could feel Nicholas panting against your head as his hips rocked into you, before his own release coated between your bodies, adding to the slick slide of his softening cock against your stomach.

You rode out your release on Vash's fingers, before they slowed and eventually stopped. Pulling his fingers from your core, he brought them to his mouth, moaning as he sucked and licked them clean

Sticky strings of cum stretched and snapped as you were pulled off of Nicholas and into Vash's lap. He peppered your face with kisses, his fingers sliding against the puddle of cum on Nicholas' stomach before scooping some up and bringing it to your lips, which you opened eagerly.