#vash x wolfwood smut

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Quarantined

Kinktober: "Fuck or Die" || Vash the Stampede x Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Stampede)

contents: trans!Vash, forced proximity, lab/medical equipment, breeding, semi-clothed sex

words: 3.2k

sorry this is a day late oopsies

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The subtle hum of the laboratory halls permeates the building, the fluorescent lights dotting the tiled ceiling and grey concrete surrounding the desolate corridors in a cold and unfeeling presence. Two quiet pairs of footsteps make their way across the floor, meticulously aware of each tapping noise against the surface; alerting any presence besides theirs would spell a death sentence neither wanted to imagine. Barely above a whisper, one of the voices speaks.

“Why are we here again?”

“Because, needle-noggin, there’s something I need. I can’t get it anywhere else.” Wolfwood’s brows are furrowed, a sneer present on his lips; being at the facility that spent so many years making him miserable made every muscle in his body tense. Every moment spent here was one he spent in constant fight-or-flight mode, though if need be he would always choose the former. 

“Alright, alright, sorry.” Vash holds his palms up in a playful surrender, a nervous chuckle accompanying his apology. Even though he’d never been here before, the vaguely malevolent aura was present throughout, instilling a sense of unease. “You really grew up here?”

“‘Grew up’ is a generous way of putting it,” Wolfwood grumbles, two fingers of the hand unoccupied with carrying the Punisher curling to make a quote motion. As the two round a corner, a large round door is pulled into view, a double-helix symbol above the frame. Bingo.

He halts Vash’s walking by placing the back of his hand against the other’s chest, peering down the hall cautiously. Navy blue eyes scan every inch of the area before them, checking for any movement or sign of any presence besides theirs; a small relieved exhale escapes his lungs as he stands up straight and continues the last stretch of their journey across the hall. Briefly punching in a code, the doors slide open with a whoosh, revealing a small room.

The assassin wastes zero time by immediately entering into the space, setting his colossal weapon at the threshold outside of the doorway before making his way past the bench at the center, directing his focus towards a temperature-controlled locked set of shelves in the back. The blond accompanying him remains in the hall, observing the details of what seems to be some kind of lab. 

“What is all this?” Vash vaguely gestures with a metal hand, despite the other having his back turned as he attempts to punch in another code, clicking his tongue as he’s denied several times. Wolfwood’s head barely turns a little to reply, his focus primarily on the screen in front of him. 

“You don’t wanna know. God dammit, there’s no way they changed it. I could’ve sworn…”

Vash cocks his head slightly with concern, still completely in the dark about what Wolfwood was attempting to acquire and why it was so difficult to do so. He takes a few steps, following the other into the small room. “Do you need hel-”

Slam!

The doors force themselves shut behind him, immediately sealing the two men air-tight in the cramped space. The blond jumps in surprise, initially laughing it off, but the smile fades and a pit forms in his stomach as he realizes the look on the other’s turned face is one of horror.

“That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“Wh…what do you mean?”

Wolfwood shifts his body to face the door, not only confused but scared, knowing the dire consequences if anyone were to discover them here. “The doors. They’re not supposed to shut unless it senses a male and a female together.” He pulls the sunglasses off his face, resting them on the top of his head as he pinches the bridge of his nose. 

The bright blue eyes of the other widen as his heart begins to beat a little harder. “What?”

“I came here to retrieve my DNA sample. They can take genes from the DNA of whoever they want and use them in their experiments, sometimes to even make clones or babies if they want to. I didn’t want them doing shit with mine so I came to take it from them.”

“But…what does that have to do with it forcing us in here?” Wolfwood, growing more on edge, runs his tongue over his teeth and crosses his arms, his eyes wandering to avoid looking at the other man as he tries his best to explain the purpose of the room they were shut in.

“So it’s…how the hell do I say this…it’s a fertility lab. They have an archive of DNA in here that they take from, but they also use this room for…”

Tapping his foot and looking away, he sighs. Meanwhile, Vash remains entirely confused with no idea what the other’s train of thought is. His expression remains blank, waiting for Wolfwood to finish putting thoughts into words. 

“...there’s no way to sugarcoat it. They make people fuck in here.”

Both of their eyes nervously glide to the center of the room where a plain waist-high bench stood; no back to lean on, a cushion on top, clearly made for someone to bend over and lay on. There were even two sets of handles- one about halfway in and one at the end, designed for each participant to grip onto for stability. 

And then their eyes meet.

Immediately they both look away, the intensity of eye contact after such a blunt statement overwhelming for the both of them. Wolfwood makes his way over to the door, tapping on it with a knuckle and nodding to it as he speaks.

“These doors…they shut and lock the participants in until they’re done having sex. But, it’s not supposed to do that unless it senses one person who’s capable of making someone pregnant and someone who’s capable of getting pregnant enter together. So I dunno what the hell the sensors are thinking. We’re shit outta luck. Like a dumbass, I left the Punisher outside. And that little pistol you’re swingin’ around isn’t gonna do shit to a door like this. No offense.”

‘...one person who’s capable of making someone pregnant and someone who’s capable of getting pregnant enter together…’

The rest of Wolfwood’s words completely fade out as that sentence registers in Vash’s ears. His heart starts to pound and his hands ball into fists; he knew he was going to have to tell Wolfwood something incredibly personal. He’s not ashamed, of course, but he had no idea how the other would react to hearing that Vash is, in fact, capable of getting pregnant. There was no glitch in the sensor. 

‘…door like this. No offense.’

“Wolfwood.”

“What? You got some kinda idea to sweet-talk the door into opening? Your little pacifist way of doing things isn’t gonna help us outta this one, blondie. We gotta think quick, before either someone notices we’re in here, or we suffocate. And I’m not particularly fond of either of those outcomes.”

Vash’s hand meets the back of his neck, rubbing it idly as his gaze falls to the floor.

“The sensors…they weren’t…wrong.”

The other man’s eyes narrow. “How so?”

“I…well…”

His right hand nervously fidgets with the prosthetic fingers of the left, the volume of his voice lowering meekly and his eyes downtrodden with embarrassment. Please don’t hate me for this. Please don’t let this change the way you see me.

“I…have a vagina.”

Wolfwood blinks. The buzz of the lights above them was almost deafening as the silence filled the space between them. 

“Huh. Well this explains our predicament.”

“It does. I’m…sorry, I wasn’t expecting that to happen. Being trapped in here, I mean. I didn’t think I…my…would be an issue…”

“No, no, I…suppose it was my fault for making assumptions. I would’ve warned ya if I had known.”

They both stand quietly, navy and cyan refusing to meet like repelling magnets. Both of their trains of thought were on the same track. There was no other way out of this. No easy little code to enter, no forcing the entrance open with gunfire, no magic phrase to make the doors undo themselves.

Vash clears his throat, still avoiding directing his gaze towards the other’s face. “Do you think…we’re gonna have to…” His voice trails off, hoping the other man would get the gist. The brunette simply sighs, his own voice softening to a level uncharacteristic of him. 

“This isn’t how I imagined it going.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing, nothing.” His troubled face turns and once again finds its way to the middle of the room, swallowing as he feels the adrenaline in his body rising. “There’s only one way outta this.”

Both of the men’s faces flush red as their eyes hesitantly meet, the both of them simultaneously feeling like they were hit by lightning the moment their gazes locked. Wolfwood is wracked by a heavy guilt, reaching out to gently take the other’s hand in his. “I’m sorry. I never should’ve dragged you here with me.”

Vash offers a soft but genuine smile, interlocking his fingers with Wolfwood’s. “It’s okay. Really. I don’t mind. If it makes you feel better…this…isn’t how I imagined it going either.” 

The matching blush between them only deepens, their eyes meeting one another in a silent acknowledgement. But…that was a conversation for another time. Right now, they need to get the hell out of this place. And the only way out is in.

As if reading one another’s minds, they immediately embrace, letting their lips connect, both faces trembling slightly. For a moment, their entire bodies remain still. They needed a moment to register that they were, in fact, kissing. Ever so slowly, their soft lips start to move against each other, their arms tightening their hold around the other’s body. 

Vash draws his arms back and slouches his shoulders, letting his coat fall as they continue to kiss. As Wolfwood’s ears pick up on the sound of the fabric falling on the floor, a flip switches and the heat in his body begins to rise. This is really happening, isn’t it?

Wolfwood growls, picking the other man up by the waist and pushing him against the wall, forcing Vash’s legs to wrap around his hips. A subtle whine escapes Vash’s throat, weaving his fingers through Wolfwood’s dark locks and pressing his tongue to the other’s lips in provocation. The mouth of the assassin eagerly opens to welcome the wet muscle, caressing it with his own. Neither of them realistically thought they’d ever be in a position like this, making out pressed against a wall- it almost felt, to them, as if they were making up for the lack of “normal” promiscuous teenage experiences they’d both missed out on. 

Their lips part with a soft pop, their heavy-lidded eyes meeting as they both let out a huff. For a lingering moment, they take in the expression of the other, swollen and saliva-coated lips, flushed cheeks, half-lidded gazes, and their hearts simultaneously flutter. Wolfwood slightly shakes his head and clears his throat to regain his composure, becoming more difficult by the second with the blood flow redirecting away from his brain. “Alright…we should…probably skip the foreplay, huh?”

Vash giggles, removing the glasses from his face, mirroring Wolfwood by placing them on the top of his head. “Didn’t realize you planned on giving me the gentleman’s treatment.”

The brunette only chuckles, tightening his hold on the other man as he leans into his ear and speaks in a low and sultry tone.

“If it were up to me, blondie, I’d spend hours on you with my hands and my tongue before you ever got to feel my cock inside you.”

Vash’s face has never been redder. He’s never been told something so vulgar before, and especially not from Wolfwood. Not that he hadn’t thought about it. But now that the other man dirty talking to him was a reality, he can feel his cunt ache, craving for attention. He grabs the other by the back of the neck, pulling him in for another kiss, the intensity increasing tenfold between them as their lips press firmer, harder, and messier.

Wolfwood instinctively grinds his hips, his prominent erection rubbing against the clothed crotch of the other man, groaning at the sensation of warmth already present. He pulls back with a grunt, his hands wasting no time to start undoing his own belt and unzipping his pants. “As much as I’d like to prolong this, we kinda have to do this as quickly as we can. I almost forgot where we were.”

The blond simply nods, his head nudging in the direction of the equipment a few feet from them. “You wanna…use that thing for its intended purpose?” 

The lips on Wolfwood’s face turn up into a wicked grin, his eyes filled with a lustful hunger as he nods. “Oh, dirty boy. I like the way you think.”

Vash makes his way over to the bench, pulling his pants and underwear down to his ankles in one swift motion as he bends over. The blush on his face deepens as he feels the other’s eyes on his exposed pussy. “I hope the view isn’t too bad.”

“T…too bad? Good fucking god, blondie, you’ve got the prettiest damn pussy I’ve ever seen. Shame I can’t devour you right now and make you scream and squirt all over my face.” Wolfwood pulls down on the loosened band of his own pants, freeing his erection and idly stroking a bit just at the sight alone. “Guess I’ll have to settle for pounding you till you’re dizzy.”

Vash hides his face in his hands, completely unable to come up with a coherent response. Every single explicit word that came from the other’s mouth made his cunt wetter, and he craved Wolfwood’s cock with every bone in his body. He whimpers, shaking his hips back and forth a little bit to entice the other into finally bridging the gap between their bodies. “C’mere…I need you…”

The standing man growls hungrily, taking a few steps forward and grabbing a handful of Vash’s ass with one hand and lining his cock up with the man’s hole with the other. “Fuckin’ hell, you’re gonna be the death of me.”

With one last inhale and a push of the hips, Wolfwood’s cock makes its way into the warm, tight cavern of Vash’s walls. The men simultaneously groan at the pleasant stretch, both of their hips deliberately moving to be even closer to one another. As Wolfwood’s cock reaches the hilt, he leans over and kisses Vash’s exposed neck as he grips onto the handles at each side of the bench.

“I dunno how much I can hold back, pretty boy. You feel so fucking good I just want to rail you already.”

Vash chuckles, reaching his hand back to ruffle through the other’s hair, nuzzling his cheek. “Who said I’m stopping you?”

The words make Wolfwood’s heart skip a beat, his cock twitching in excitement as he growls satisfactorily. He bites down on the soft flesh of the other’s neck, pulling his hips outward before thrusting back in with a force, the sound of the loud slap filling the small space. Vash screws his eyes shut and moans, moving his own hands to their assigned handles, gripping on tight in anticipation of the vigor of the other’s body. 

The man on top grins as he moves his hips, initially starting at a comfortable pace, but quickly picking up speed and harshly shoving his body against the other’s. “Dangerous words to tell me, blondie!”

Vash stays completely silent for a few seconds as he’s fucked hard, completely overwhelmed to the point where noises couldn’t even escape his throat. He gasps as his face contorts in pure pleasure. He’s never experienced anything like this before. 

Quick and hard Wolfwood’s hips move back and forth, every thrust passionate and purposeful. Vash’s pussy was so slick, squeezing him so perfectly and milking his cock for all it was worth; the lewd wet squishing sounds made themselves heard with every push and pull of the standing man’s midsection, the fluids from the other’s cunt generously coating both of their inner thighs. 

Vash mewls and whimpers repeatedly, his knuckles turning white from the tense grip on the handles, holding onto them for dear life as his insides are mercilessly claimed. His eyes, normally so friendly and filled with energy, were rolling inside their sockets, crossing slightly as his jaw hung slack, drool dripping down onto the seat underneath him. 

“F…fuuuuck meee…”

Wolfwood’s hungry grin only remains on his face, satisfied at the pitiful sight he’s made of the man below him. “Yeah? You like when I plow this pretty boy-pussy?”

The blond only nods, hardly any ability to think coherently left in his mind as he’s completely cockdrunk. A tight, hot tension starts to build in his core, his eager cunt sucking in Wolfwood’s length even harder as his climax approaches. The other man can feel himself getting close as well, his balls clenching and cock throbbing more with every growing second.

“Fuck, blondie, you’re gonna make me cum.”

“I a-am…too…cum with me…”

The blinding hot pleasure simultaneously overtakes both of their bodies, Vash trembling from head to toe as his pussy tenses and releases, the continuous pounding from the other making his mind go completely blank. Wolfwood refuses to let up with his pace, his length mercilessly drilling into the other as his own orgasm overtakes him, spilling endless amounts of sticky hot cum into Vash’s hole, painting his inner walls with his release. The two men ride out the intense euphoric highs, their collective moans deafening in the sound-proofed lab. 

As their breathing slows and climax washes away, a significant clicking sound is heard as the threshold finally parts, the fresh air of the hall rushing into the small room, now made humid from their collective perspiration. As much as the two wanted to lay together and revel in the orgasmic afterglow, they knew they had to hightail it out of there. Wolfwood hesitantly pulls his softening cock out of Vash, both of them saddened at the feeling of the loss. He tucks himself back in, helping the other man to stand up and pull his own clothes back on. “I’ll give ya some real good aftercare once we get the hell out of here and find somewhere safe, alright?” 

“Right.”

Vash retrieves his coat off the floor before they leave the lab, Wolfwood slinging the Punisher over his shoulder as they walk cautiously down the hall, the assassin picking up a brisk pace before he looks behind him and sees a collapsed Vash on the floor, his knees buckled underneath him. The blond looks up at him with round puppy eyes. “I can’t walk very well. You fucked me really hard.”

“Dammit, needle-noggin…” Wolfwood rolls his eyes, walking back to pick the other man up by the waist, slinging him over the other shoulder to carry. “We don’t have time to dilly-dally.”

Vash playfully shrugs. “Should’ve been more gentle then.”

“Didn’t hear any complaints from you, now, did I?”

The blond simply giggles in response. “Nah.” 

Wolfwood playfully huffs as he makes his way down the corridor before stopping in his tracks. “Shit, I still need that DNA sample.”

“...let’s go back and get it another time.”

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Day 1: Impregnation - Ichigo (Bleach)

Day 2: Butt job - Grimmjow (Bleach)

Day 3: Voyeurism - Shanks (One Piece)

Day 4: Toys - poly w/ Sanji & Zoro (One Piece)

Day 5: Face-sitting - Shinji (Bleach)

Day 6: Daddy kink - Isshin (Bleach)

Day 7: Breath play - Kid (One Piece)

Day 8: Humiliation - England (Hetalia)

Day 9: Bondage - Germany (Hetalia)

Day 10: Public sex (car, bus, train, etc.) - Caesar Clown (One Piece)

Day 11: Facial - Rangiku (Bleach)

Day 12: Anonymous sex (glory hole) - Bazz-B (Bleach)

Day 13: Abrasion (scratching, bruising, spanking etc.) - Caesar Clown (One Piece)

Day 14: Hard sex - Crocodile (One Piece)

Day 15: Sensation play (earplugs, blindfolds) - Hongo (One Piece)

Day 16: Mutual masturbation - Caesar Clown (One Piece)

Day 17: Size kink - Nnoitra (Bleach)

Day 18: Sensual massage - Sanji (One Piece)

Day 19: Public sex (cemetery, river bank, alley) - Law (One Piece)

Day 20: Mommy kink - Law (One Piece)

Day 21: Sensation play (ice, wax) - Caesar Clown (One Piece)

Day 22: Pegging/ strap on - poly w/ Rukia & Renji (Bleach)

Day 23: Sleep play - Law (One Piece)

Day 24: Barebacking/ unprotected sex - Aokiji (One Piece)

Day 25: DP - Van Augur & Aokiji (One Piece)

Day 26: Dominatrix - Shunsui (Bleach)

Day 27: Abduction as seduction - Kid (One Piece)

Day 28: Cum dump - Doflamingo (One Piece)

Day 29: Slave-Master - Caesar Clown (One Piece)

Day 30: Knife play - Knives (Trigun)

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Rating: EXPLICIT (18+ ONLY) Summary: You, Vash, and Wolfwood have a bit of a wild evening together. Pairing: Vash the Stampede x f!reader x Nicholas D. Wolfwood Content: pwp, threesome, p in v sex, rough sex, voyeurism, hand job. Word count: 3.1k

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Blue.

Bluer than the sky, even.

It’s all you can see as you cling tightly to the man above you, wrapping your limbs around him and pulling him into your tender embrace like you’re trying to melt into him. Those pretty eyes stare back down at you, so perfectly blue that you’d drown in them if he let you. With how adoringly they drink in the sight of you, they’re the only thing you can focus on. 

Well, that and the feeling of him stretching you out on his cock, completely flooding every one of your senses with nothing but him.

“Mayfly…” He breathes out sweetly, brokenly. “M-Mayfly… I’m not gonna– I can’t–”

“Me too… I’m g-gonna– nngh!”

“God, yes. C-Come. Come all over me, mayfly. Please. I want– I need to feel it.”

Vash holds you tighter, his fingertips deliciously digging into the meat of your thighs as the tip of his cock keeps relentlessly hitting your sweet spot like a goddamn jackhammer. His voice is dripping with agonized pleasure as he chants a quiet ‘please, please, please’ against your shoulder, feeling what must be tears pooling in your collarbone as he pistons his hips over and over. He wants to come so bad it hurts, but he needs to feel you come with him or else he knows he won’t be satisfied.

Your nails press into his toned and scarred back, clutching onto him like he’s the only thing keeping you together, leaving little marks that he hopes won’t fade right away when you let go. Your legs fight against his grip and your entire body tenses with euphoria. The rhythm of his hips carves a deep arch into your back as your cunt pulses, your velvety walls sucking him in and squeezing him so tightly that he comes so hard he thinks he might have blacked out for a moment. He brokenly cries out your name with a sob, spilling himself inside you as your body milks his throbbing cock of everything he has to give you, flooding your insides with so much cum you can feel it already start to drip down your inner thighs.

Vash has to stop himself from collapsing onto you, shifting his weight up on his forearms and trying not to crush you. You can feel him trembling, sweat dripping down his forehead and his back, your fingers delicately tracing up and down his spine. He nuzzles his face against the crook of your neck, his breaths coming heavy, ghosting his lips over your skin as he tries to come back to his senses. 

Once he feels he’s come down somewhat from his mind-shattering climax, he weakly lifts his head from your body, hazy, watery eyes meeting your gaze. God, he was crying.

“Are you okay, angel? How you feeling? You ready for more or do you need a sec?” Vash asks you breathily, his voice still shaking. Despite how blissfully fucked out he looks right now, his mind is immediately focused on you and your comfort. 

Typical Vash.

“I’m okay… Want m-more…” You mutter, realizing that your voice is no stronger than his.

He gives you a smile so soft that you swear you feel yourself die and come back to life, pressing his lips to yours so tenderly that it leaves you burning for more when he separates them as quickly as they came.

“Let’s give you more then, mayfly.”

You feel Vash slowly pull out of you with a quiet whimper and immediately feel the wetness dripping from between your legs, your thighs slick and making a mess of the tangled sheets beneath you. He swiftly switches your positions, flipping you over and holding you on top of him with his half-hard cock pressing against your abdomen and smearing its slick on your skin. His large hands grip your ass, holding your hips up and open, presenting you unabashedly to the other man in the room. Vash presses a soft kiss to your cheek before looking towards Wolfwood with a smirk that’s all too beautiful for how lewd this is.

"All yours, Wolfwood." He chimes out far too casually. 

Your eyes follow Vash’s, your gaze falling to the priest sitting in his chair next to the bed. His cock stands at attention, delicious beads of precum dripping from his tip all the way down the length of him as his own hand slowly trails up and down like he’s teasing himself. He’s covered in a pretty red hue from his cheeks all the way down to his broad chest, undoubtedly having enjoyed the show the two of you just put on, his dark eyes focused on the spot between your spread legs. 

"About damn time." Wolfwood grunts as he rises from his seat and situates himself on his knees behind you, his rough hands gripping your hips as his eyes stay fixated on the view in front of him. “Thought you two would never stop. Shook the bed so hard I thought you’d break it before I got a turn.” He teases, a subtle groan leaving him, watching as Vash's cum drips from your inviting cunt.

"Looks like needle-noggin’ did a good job of getting you all warmed up f’me, sweetheart." He grins, calloused palms massaging your hips. “You ready?”

Still dazed from your previous mind-numbing orgasm, you nod weakly, eyes fluttering as you look back at the dark-haired man. "Yeah... Ready. Want you."

"F-Fuck, sweetheart…" he hisses.

“Atta girl,” He purrs with a hungry smirk. “Keep that ass up nice and high for me, baby.”

You feel one of his hands let go of you, moving to grip his cock and pumping himself languishly from tip to base a few times as he aligns himself with your dripping entrance. He teases you, making you whine as he rubs his tip along your hot flesh, grinding against you and coating himself with a mix of yours and Vash’s juices. A low growl leaves the priest as he finally pushes inside you, splitting you apart on his scorchingly thick cock, finding little resistance as he sheaths himself completely inside your tight heat in one fluid motion.

Vash keeps his hands on your ass, gently squeezing you and steadying you as Wolfwood gets going, carefully moving your body in the other man's rhythm. Your hands instinctively grip Vash's shoulders to ground yourself as your body shudders. It's all so much, but it's so good.

“So pretty. Makes me want to keep her all for myself.” Wolfwood chuckles, greedily wringing your body of every bit of pleasure you have to give him as Vash lays back and watches, just as Nicholas did mere minutes ago.

"Mayfly..." Vash whispers to you, his voice low, a tender whisper against your throat. "You're so beautiful when you're all flushed and sweaty like that." He watches as Wolfwood grips the fat of your ass, your body shaking.

"So damn cute. God, you like her, don't you, Wolfwood?" He observes, still holding you in place, keeping your hips up for the other man. "Look how pretty she is."

“H-Hey! Don't joke like that!” The man beneath you whines, and the priest only responds by squeezing you harder, clawing the plush meat of your thighs and ass rougher, fucking you like you’re his, perfectly aware of your limits to know he won't break you, but that doesn't mean he won't rough you up a bit. He wants to leave a lasting reminder of what he did to you, after all. You can only mewl out wantonly, letting him have his way with you, pistoning his cock so deeply into you that it rips the air from your lungs every time he sinks back inside your inviting sex. 

Vash's eyes glitter with joy, brows upturned with glee. There’s nothing he wants more than your pleasure, even if he's not the one splitting you in half on his cock.

"Shit, look at you. So damn perfect. You want him? You want Wolfwood to use you, huh baby?" He coos, flesh hand gently massaging the plush of your ass. "You're doing so well, mayfly. You're being so good for us."

"V-Vash..." You whine brokenly.

But just as his name leaves your lips, you feel a harsh slap on your ass, squealing out in a mix of pain and pleasure as you look back at the man behind you.

"Blondie's not the one fucking you right now, sweetheart." Wolfwood rumbles, leaning over you so you feel his weight against your back. He grabs a fistful of your hair, tugging it back to look at him, his piercing dark eyes commanding your attention. "You'll cry out my name."

His name leaves your lips as a choked whimper, so fucked out of your mind right now that all you see and feel is the scorching, white-hot pleasure being given to you by the two men sandwiching you. “N-Nico…”

“Mayfly, you doing okay?” Vash whispers to you, his hot breath ghosting over your cheek. You don’t trust yourself to speak right now, your voice a mess of mewls and moans, so you simply nod your head. You are okay, you try to reassure him. In fact, you’re feeling the best you ever have, high on the rapturous feeling of being completely sandwiched between your lovers. 

"That's it. Always been such a fast learner." He praises teasingly. Wolfwood keeps a firm grip on your hair, pulling it harshly and pulling you back onto him.

"Don’t hurt her.” Vash says to his friend. "Make sure you give her back to me the same way you found her, got it?" His flesh hand leaves your ass to lovingly trace the contours of your face.

Wolfwood’s ruthless thrusts push you down with every fluid motion, forcing you to grind your pelvis against Vash’s cock, his shaft teasing your sensitive clit and filling your body with so much mouthwatering pleasure you think you might be drooling. You know it’s not enough friction to satisfy Vash though, so with what little grip of reality you still have, you reach a hand down and start pumping his cock, matching Wolfwood’s rhythm. Vash immediately reacts, feeling a shiver run deliciously all the way up his spine.

“O-Oh, mayfly…” the humanoid typhoon whispers hoarsely, his breath catching, looking down between your bodies and watching as your hand so lovingly glides up and down his dick. You see his eyes focus on the motion of your hand, his mouth falling agape and his brows upturning in grateful euphoria. Soft little whines leave his perfect lips, and you can see his adam's apple bob as he tries to swallow down his noises of pleasure. Yet, to your surprise, you suddenly feel his hand wrap over yours and pull your grip away from his cock, making you release your hold on him and letting his dick fall with a slap against his naval.

Confused but too distracted and dazed by the man pounding into you from behind to form any words, you mutter a barely coherent ‘w-whu–?’ to the handsome blonde. Vash sucks in a shaky breath and places an apologetic kiss to the tip of your nose. 

“Sorry, mayfly. Can’t have you doing that. Gonna come if I let you do that any longer.”

But… isn’t that the point?

Vash must see the look on your face, confusion blending in with love drunk euphoria. He chuckles hoarsely, hand caressing your cheek as his eyes go dark with lust. 

“Saving all that for when it's my turn to fuck you again, angel.” He purrs, his voice dripping with sexual promise. “Don’t want any of it going to waste.”

Vash holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger, pulling your face towards his and catching your bottom lip between his teeth before sliding his tongue in your mouth and tangling it with yours.

“That’s if you get another turn, Blondie.” Wolfwood chimes from behind you, grunting with every powerful pump of his hips, eliciting desperate little whimpers from your lips that Vash drinks in all too eagerly. “Like I said, might keep her all to myself.”

Vash parts his lips from yours, a string of your mixed saliva connecting your mouths before breaking. He licks the taste of you from his lips before he looks up at the other man pumping his precious mayfly full of cock. “You’re hilarious, Wolfwood,” he says sarcastically, to which Wolfwood smirks.

“What can I say? The man upstairs blessed me in more ways than one.” Wolfwood tugs your hair back again, bringing your face closer to his and exposing the curves of your throat as he meets your blissed out gaze. “Ain’t that right, sweetheart? You feelin’ just how blessed I am?”

Your answer is a broken sob of a moan, borderline overstimulated by all the pleasure and attention the two men are pouring into you. Wolfwood’s tongue suddenly invades your mouth and floods your senses with the taste of ash, giving him a turn at swallowing down your moans. Vash, tempted by your supple neck looking oh so vulnerable and begging for his attention, latches his mouth to the column of your throat, sucking and nibbling along it, grazing his sharp canines along your skin, teasing you, but never daring to hurt you– a stark contrast to the man fucking you into oblivion from behind.

“Fuck, squeezing me so damn tight. You gonna be a good girl and come on my cock, sweetheart?” The priest growls. 

“Hm?” Vash hums as he pulls his mouth from your neck, Wolfwood’s words getting his attention. The flesh hand leaves your face, trailing down your body to squeeze your ass again, his prosthetic now making its way to the apex of your sex.

“Oh, you can do it, mayfly. Come on Wolfwood’s cock for him. For both of us.” The fingers of Vash’s cold prosthetic make contact with your clit, circling against your sensitive bud. The initial feeling of cool metal on your hot skin makes you squeal before you’re made a whimpering mess by the two men, groaning out deeply with every breath you exhale, a beautiful crescendo of moans from the three of you filling the otherwise unassuming hotel room.

“Shit, shit, shit!” the priest hisses from behind you when he feels your body tense and pulse around his cock, your inner walls sucking him in like your body is begging for him to fill you until you’re bursting. He lets out a loud and guttural moan at the feeling of your cunt tightening around him, forcing his eyes to roll back, his grip tightening on your hair and hip. His own hips stutter and you feel his cock twitch inside you, the tip kissing your cervix as hot ropes of cum paint your insides even more white.

You yelp when you suddenly feel a sharp sensation on the side of your neck, realizing the dark-haired man balls deep in you has latched his mouth to the divot where your shoulder meets your neck, biting hard enough that he’ll undoubtedly leave a mark. You can already feel the mess of both the men’s cum and your own juices trickle from your pulsing cunt all the way down to your knees, your legs shaking. When Wolfwood releases his tight grip on your hair and unlatches his teeth from your supple skin, your upper body collapses onto Vash, who is all too happy to hold you close and cradle you in his arms, cooing soft praises into your ear as you tremble against him.

“Shh, mayfly. I’ve got you. You were so good. Such a good girl for us, baby.”

Your hips remain up and held in Wolfwood’s hands, now tenderly massaging the soft skin, unabashedly admiring the mess he’s helped make of you. “So damn good.” Wolfwood whispers out, his own voice trembling, leaning forward to press soft kisses along your spine and between your shoulder blades, the gentleness a stark contrast to how harshly he was fucking you mere seconds ago. 

Two pairs of strong hands hold you, gently maneuvering you off your knees and off of Vash, carefully laying you on your back against the soft and messy sheets. 

“Catch your breath, baby. Do you need anything?” Wolfwood breathes, peppering soft kisses all over your cheek and jaw. 

You feel hands caress you, massage you, and trace the gentle curves of your body. Both of them are still hard, Vash achingly so, but they still focus themselves on your wellbeing over the tension they each feel between their legs. Blue eyes fall to the deep bite you now have at the base of your neck, a mark that will undoubtedly take days to heal. His warm thumb traces the harsh red mark, dark brows furrowing. 

“Thought I told you to give her back the way you found her.” Vash chastises, a subtle hint of jealousy painting his voice.

“I wish I could say I was sorry, Blondie.” Wolfwood retorts, words trembling, still having barely recovered himself, yet still using what little breath he has to taunt the other man, and you can see the stern glare Vash is already giving him. 

You can’t just lay back and let your lovers fight now, can you?

Just as Vash’s mouth opens to scold the priest, any words he was about to form are interrupted with a surprised moan from both men, feeling the sudden warmth of your tender hands wrap around their cocks, liberally stroking them each from their dripping tips down to the base.

“F-Fuck! T-Take it easy, sweetheart. You’re still shaking.” Wolfwood blurts out, yet his hips are already following the delicious motion of your soft hand. 

Oh how sweet of them to be so concerned about your wellbeing, but the precious looks on their faces as they try to hold back from fucking themselves into your palms like a couple of dogs in heat is so much sweeter.

Vash’s eyes shut tightly, biting down on his bottom lip to try to stifle his moans, only to finally give in and start rutting his hips against you, letting you squeeze a hot glob of precum from the outlaw’s dick. You and Wolfwood gave him such an incredible show, how could he possibly hold back when you’re so eager to make him feel good?

“These sheets are gonna be unsalvageable.” The blonde groans, his eyes opening just enough to let you see them rolling back already. 

“S’ fine, Blondie. Cleaning fee will be worth it.”

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[aizawaz]

I’m so very deep in my Trigun obsession, so it’s only fair that I write something about it

! Minors dni !

Fingering headcanons ; Vash x reader ; Wolfwood x reader

Warnings: afab!reader , fingering , slight impact play , slight temperature play , praise , just a whole lot of pussy worship

! Nsfw below !

Vash absolutely adores fingering you, it’s his favourite pastime. He loves being in control of your pleasure, and boy is he good at it.

He knows every single spot that gets you all whiney, a proud smile curling his lips every time he earns a breathy “Right there!” or “God, don’t stop..”. Vash has every one of your sweet spots stored in his memory, and it has your mind foggy with every stroke of his fingers.

If he’s feeling extra playful or just in a giving mood, he’ll finger you with his prosthetic arm, the cold metal of the fingers making you shiver and your eyes roll back into your head. Vash’ll even alternate between his two arms, the contrast in temperature always manages to have your toes curling.

Also, if you’re okay with it, Vash will finger you while wearing his glove. I mean, he wears them on his two middle fingers for a reason, right? The rough material of the fabric makes you cum so fast and so hard, and Vash can’t help but marvel at how your juices soak his glove, turning it an even darker black. He’s had to throw away a few gloves before, but it doesn’t bother him in the slightest. He loves making you feel good, even if it’s at his expense.

Vash makes it his mission to have you cumming on his fingers at least 3 times before he actually gets down to business. He can’t help it when your pussy just clenches so good around his slender fingers. Bonus points if he can make you squirt.

His favourite position to finger you in is to have your back against his chest, having you on full display as his deep blue eyes are glued to how you gush around his fingers. This way Vash can whisper as many praises as he desires, telling you how pretty you are and how good your perfect pussy sounds and feels.

“Does that feel good?” Vash’s voice comes out in a husk, low and gravelly as his lips brush against the shell of your ear. His fingers curl against your walls, pushing against the familiar spongy flesh of your g-spot. He has you seeing stars, your moans coming out as high-pitched whines as your hips rolled against his hand, your clit brushing against the heel of his hand and causing your eyes to flutter shut.

“So, so good…Gonna cum, Vash.” You croak, your chest heaving as the familiar heat of an orgasm pooled in your stomach. Vash groaned as you spoke, his lips nibbling at your earlobe as he curled his fingers inside you with a newfound eagerness. “Yeah?…Go on, love. You can do it, know you can. My perfect girl...You feel so good around my fingers,” he purrs, and he has your pussy spasming in seconds, your arousal spraying all over his hand, soaking both him and the sheets.

Your hand grips his prosthetic arm, your fingers trembling as your head falls back against his shoulder, your hot breath tickling his ear as you pant. Vash just lets out a breathy laugh, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple as he slowly pulls his fingers away from your aching cunt.

“So perfect..”

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Wolfwood isn’t as gentle as Vash, if anything he’s the other side of the coin. He fingers you before and after sex, he’s a greedy man. He loves how you whine and weakly push his hand away, saying how sensitive you are as he pushes his cum back where it belongs.

His fingers are calloused from carrying around that heavy cross every hour of the day, and he knows how to use them. Wolfwood’s fingers scrape against every bump and dip of your pussy, making you jolt and cry out every time.

Will slap your pussy if he thinks you’re cumming too fast. He loves to rile you up as much as he can until you’re begging him to just let you cum, your voice like heaven to him.

Wolfwood’s fingers are thicker than Vash’s as well, and they stretch you out so good it has you practically drooling every time he pushes them into your sopping pussy.

His favourite position to finger you in is having you on your back, holding your legs to your chest as Wolfwood hovers over you, abusing your cunt with his rough fingers. If he notices that your legs are closing, he’ll give your pussy a slap, warning you to keep your legs open or else he’ll leave you high and dry.

“Eyes up here, sweetheart; and keep those legs open, yeah?” Wolfwood’s deep voice rings in your ears, his dialect rough from nicotine. His hand slaps against your wet pussy, causing you to wince and let out a whiney cry. He’s been bullying your cunt for hours now, only letting you cum twice in that timeframe.

Your legs snap open, your hands gripping the back of your thighs as you pull them back to your chest, your face beet red and dripping with sweat. “Please, Nico…Wanna cum so bad..” you mewl, your voice cracking from how long and loud you were squealing as Wolfwood’s thick fingers continued to curl against your spongy g-spot.

Your begging earns a playful smirk to pull at his lips, his eyes flashing as he hums lowly, his fingers picking up the pace. “Oh, well…since ya asked so nicely, I guess you can cum.” His words have you gushing in an instant, your knuckles going white as your pussy clenched around his fingers, spraying against his abdomen. It makes a groan rumble in his chest.

Wolfwood removes his fingers from your exhausted cunt, moving them to his lips to lick them clean. Your taste has him groaning again. “Good girl..”.

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A/N: I’m actually super proud of this one, and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Vashwood brainrot

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[anyasathenaeum]

Fic authors self rec!♡ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

AHHHH Thank you so much Nova! Sorry it took me forever to get to this, but I appreciate it! I'd send this back to you if you hadn't already done it LOL ❤️ These are NOT in order in terms of favourite to least, it's just 5 fics I really love.

"There's Only One Bed" Trope (Vash x Reader, Wolfwood x Reader) - This is the writing that started all my writings for Trigun and I'm proud of it.

Home (Vash x Reader) - This one is very, very special to me and was written more for myself but I'm happy if others can resonate with it. I'm a nurse in real life so the healersona is real. It's a full fic expansion of this drabble I wrote.

I Need Some Sleep (Vash x Reader) - This is the newest addition right now and I really love it because it ties in my love for music and dancing alongside longing and comfort.

Guide (NSFW - Inexperienced!Choso x Reader) - One of two NSFW fics I've written for one of my other fictional husbands (Choso from JJK). This fic really pushed me out of my comfort zone with writing smut and NSFW content, I'm pretty happy with how it turned out! :)

Elysium (Dad!Vash x Reader series, currently ongoing) - This is my first series that I've ever written. It's been an ongoing challenge writing it, but it's also been such a good time and a wonderful learning experience. I really love Dad!Vash (thanks @jellys-compendium I blame you for this).

And then, an honorary mention because even though it's not one of my personal favourites, everybody else seems to find this one particularly enjoyable and I had a blast writing it:

6. Reader tells Knives they slept with Vash (LMAO)

[fruitsoxs]

I don't know how comfortable you are with voyeurism but the thought of Vash secretly watching reader get fucked by Wolfwood is hot.

so- uh- yeah...

PART 2

pairing; vash x (GN AFAB)reader x wolfwood warnings; smut, !NSFW MINORS DNI! , voyeurism, choking, hair pulling, uhhh wolfwood is a bit rough notes; this got out of hand at the end- im so sorry (or you're welcome) spoiler; wolfwood knows the entire time

He shouldn’t be watching this.

Vash’s eyes are wide as he peaks around the corner. His face is a deep shade of red. He really shouldn’t be watching this. He can’t help it though. Each slap of skin brings out the sweetest sound moans from your pretty lips. How are you able to make such angelic noises  while doing such a dirty act? Vash will never know. He feels his body shake as he watches Wolfwood grab your legs and push them back, slamming deeper into you.

The door had been unlocked. 

He was fully prepared to walk into the room and witness Wolfwood passed out like normal. Instead he had walked in on the man holding a person down against the mattress, fucking the life out of them. So into it, they didn’t even notice the door opening as Vash walked inside.His eyes widened at the scene, and he was fully prepared to high tail it out of there until he heard your voice call out in such a sweet way.

“Wolfwood~” You had cried. The man’s name falling from your lips like you had said it many times before. Had you? Vash had been a little too focused on other things to really notice how close the two of you had gotten. His mind elsewhere as the person he loved slowly bonded with the man he considered his best friend.It should hurt him, seeing such a scene, but there is no jealousy in his gut as he watches Wolfwood ram his dick inside of you. 

“O-Oh. Oh. God!” You yell, throwing your head back as Wolfwood picks up his pace. His tan skin is slick with sweat, and he’s got this tiny smirk on his lips. “Is God the one fucking you Angel?” The man asks, slowing down. 

“N-No.” you answer, your voice so weak. “Who is?” “You.”

Wolfwood grunts and grabs your face, forcing your eyes back on him. “Then keep that name out of your mouth, and keep your eyes on me.” he commands. You let out a soft whine and nod. His hands move from your cheeks down to your throat. Vash’s throat goes dry. He really shouldn’t be watching this. It would be so easy to leave. To turn around and exit the room, but he’s stuck. His hands shake slightly at his sides as he feels the warmth travel down to his cock. He’s hard. He’s so hard he has to shove his hand down his pants to shift it around.

Vash bites his lip as he watches your eyes flicker open and closed. Your lips are parted, and he can tell you’re close. So can Wolfwood, as his pace picks up again. His dark eyes narrow as he tightens his hand around your neck. You let out a choked moan and try desperately to warn him, but the man doesn’t let go. Not until you’re cumming around his cock. “Fuck. Good. What a good little Angel you are.” Wolfwood praises you, letting his hand drop so you can breathe better. He doesn’t stop though. Vash is suddenly reminded how much stamina his friend has. The two of you could be at this for awhile

His mind starts to drift and he presses the palm of his hand against his hard on. You left the door unlocked, and are fucking in the room him and wolfwood were supposed to share? And with how intensely Wolfwood is fucking you, it seemslike you weren’t planning on having a random quickie. It’s almost like you two wanted to be caught but- Ah. He shouldn’t think like that. That’s so..gross.

And yet his hand is stroking himself inside of his pants.

You let out a gasp, as Wolfwood pulls out and spins you around, pushing your head into the pillow on the end of the bed. He grabs your hips and lines himself up again before slamming his cock inside of you. You scream out, muffled by the pillow as Wolfwood starts at his unrelenting pace again. He keeps his hands on your hips, digging his fingernails into the soft skin. 

Wolfwood is rough when he fucks you, and you seem to like it. He picks up his hand and slaps it against your plump ass. Vash has to hold himself back from moaning by digging his teeth into his bottom lip. Why is this so…hot? Vash’s pupils dilate and he finds himself wishing he could crawl over and join in. He wants to lift your head up by your hair, and shove his cock into your mouth ans Wolfwood fucks you from behind.

He hisses out as his hand strokes himself faster and faster. The noises you’re making are so pretty- It’s unfair. He wishes he could help in drawing them out of you. He wants to make you scream his name too. If he could, he’d make you say both of their names over and over again. The thought makes his hand jerk a bit, letting out a warm breath as he presses his back to the door. He can’t believe he’s doing this. He’s watching.

Wolfwood slows down, and reaches over to grab a handful of your hair, lifting your head up. “You’re being so loud, angel.” he murmurs. “What if someone hears us? What if someone hears you screaming my name.” He slams against your cunt. “Oh Wolfwood!” you yell as he does it. He smirks and pulls your hair again. “What if Blondie hears us.” he asks and you moan even louder.

Vash’s eyes widen and he pauses his movements for only a second, before his grip becomes tighter and his strokes become faster. Him? Why would you like that?

“That’s right.” wolfwood grunts and slams into you again. “You want him to hear us don’t yah angel? You want that needle-noggin to walk in on us fucking huh?” he asks you. Vash is not sure if he can handle this any longer. Especially with how loudly you seem to mewl at just the thought of him walking in on you. “Hah. yeah. I see the way you look at him. Maybe I should ask him to join us?” Wolfwood lets go of your hair and goes back to digging his nails into your hips. His movements are a bit sporadic. He must be getting close. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Let Vash and I fuck you like the slut you are?” 

There’s an almost wolfish smile playing on Wolfwood’s lips, and Vash can’t stop his heart from beating. Would you like that? Is what he’s saying true? Vash lets out a small whimper, and Wolfwood’s smile grows. “Why don’t you say his name, angel? Call out for him.” Wolfwood commands

And then from your lips comes the softest, most beautiful little “Vash~” Vash finds himself covered in his own cum instantly, his hips jerking up into his hand. At the same time, you scream out as Wolfwood pumps his cum inside of you. Wolfwood holds you down as he thrusts deep within you, moaning out until he’s empty. You ride out your own orgasm, all but collapsing from the intensity.  

Vash is unsure what to do when Wolfwood looks over at him, that smirk still on his lips.

[springnote]

How Submissive or Dominant They are

Includes: Vash the Stampede, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Meryl Stryfe, Million Knives, Livio, Legato, and Milly Thompson

warnings: nsfw minors dni, gn reader with a vagina, oral (m and f receiving), piv sex, nipple play, anal fingering, teasing, face sitting, thigh riding, bondage, pegging

Note: may have gone overboard but I hope this feeds the fellow Trigun fans!

Milly

• Milly is honestly the most vanilla and submissive of all of them.

• She’ll do whatever you like, letting you eat her out or her go down on you, but she wants to be told what do. She’s eager and loves making you happy however she can.

• Not the most adventurous, but if you really want to try something new, she’ll always try it at least once! Nothing too rough though, she’s overly wary of her size and strength and worries about hurting you.

• Overall a big sweetie teddy bear, she loves being with you and making you happy and having fun with you.

“Hey baby, you feeling up for another round?” She chirps from under your thighs, the movement making your overstimulated clit tingle. “I can eat you out again!”

“Milly I can’t do another,” you groan, but before a cute pout settles on her face, you slide down her body to her thighs. “But what if I eat you out and you play with your chest?”

A shy look goes across her face, but she quickly rearranged the pillows to lean back, looking down at you reclining between the soft pillows of her thighs. A big, somewhat sheepish smile spreads across her face as she cups her sizable chest, shifting a little as you look at how wet she is.

“Like this?” She asks, pinching nipples as you smirk at her proudly.

“Just like that pudding cup, just like that.”

—

Livio

• Also a big teddy bear, he’s also fairly vanilla.

• He’s been through a lot and is already a big softie, so when he’s not letting you take the lead and following your guidance, he’s the softest, cuddliest dom there is.

• He loves cuddle fucking, especially after rough days, and sometimes on those rough days he wants nothing more than to be your good boy and have you order him around. Be gentle though, he’s still a very sensitive guy.

• Top tier cuddle partner, prepare for lots of sleepy hugs and slow love making with him.

“Is this okay?” Livio’s deep voice rumbled against your chest, honey colored eyes blinking at you half-lidded from where he lay next to you, your chest covered in wet kisses.

“You’re doing wonderful,” you smile softly, stroking his soft hair, leaning forward to kiss him again.

“D’you wanna go further?” He asked softly, one of his large hands trailing down to knead your ass.

You nod as you slowly grind your bare pussy against his cock, feeling it twitch when your lips caught on the head. “Yes…can I just sit on you for a bit though?”

His cheeks flush at your question, and he slips inside you, getting little resistance after having fingered you for half an hour earlier. Keeping you flush against his hips, his eyelids hang heavier as he lets out a sigh. “Yea, jus’ please don’t move too much. ‘M so close already.”

—

Meryl

• Meryl is definitely a switch, and she’s not super kinky but she’s definitely not vanilla.

• She likes being a pillow princess and getting pampered, but she also loves being in charge. Just because she’s small doesn’t mean she can’t take charge and be damn good at it.

• She likes mild brat taking sometimes too, and does enjoy using big strap-ons on her partner, but she also just enjoys taking things slow and gentle. It depends on her mood and yours honestly, but most of the time she would like to stop thinking so much and let you lead.

• Meryl is a firecracker though, so she might get a little bratty with you too.

“Hold still a second Meryl,” you huffed, the the little vibrating end of strap-on you were wearing making you feel a little shaky. “Lemme catch my breath.”

Meryl huffed, but stayed still, the large size of the toy making her shiver. It was one of those days when Meryl asked to be treated, and she’d been dutifully laying still and letting you lead, but you could tell she was getting impatient.

“Just a minute more—hey!” You gasped suddenly, the toy pressing harder against your clit without warning. Looking up, you saw Meryl leaning on her hands, using all of her strength to propel herself forward onto the strap. “Meryl!”

“Sorry I just need,” she stopped to let out a drawn out moan as she pulled back and thrust herself forward again. “Need more. Now.”

Huffing, you leaned over to press her into the bed, watching her eyes go wide as you started thrusting into her, both of you moaning. “Alright, I’ll give you more~”

—

Vash

• If Meryl is a switch, then Vash is a super-switch.

• Vash loves pleasing you and topping, watching you come undone under him and seeing your pleasure-filled face makes him the happiest man alive. He may not always be the most confident in himself, but his determination to make you happy overrules his insecurities.

• Sometimes though, he likes just being your sweet boy, letting you collar him or spank his ass if you like. He likes a little teasing and sometimes edging, or just being doted on while you finger him if you want, just give lots of cuddles afterward.

• He’s pretty needy all around, a need to please, need for affection and needing to give and receive love all around, be sure to indulge him.

He looked angelic under you, flushed skin glistening with sweat and his expression pleading as he looked up at you with puppy eyes. You almost felt bad for making him wait. Almost.

“Shhh just wait a minute baby,” you cooed at him, petting his thigh lovingly. “Can you hold out just a second more?”

“Yes, yes,” he gasped, trying to stay still as you kept two fingers inside his hole, his mouth trembling as he looked at your glistening folds above him. “Anything for you I can do it. I can do it.”

You shushed him again gently, waiting for him to quiet down a bit before speaking. “It’s okay, you don’t have to wait much longer okay? That’s my good boy.”

You moved your fingers suddenly, making his awaiting face surge up to lay his open mouth on your folds, making you whine out at his intensity. It didn’t take long for you both to come hard, Vash pulling you down to kiss you reverently as you still shook from your orgasm.

—

Wolfwood

• Nicholas is a bit of a switch, but leaning more towards a dom. Either postion, he loves to tease.

• He just can’t help himself if he’s the one being more submissive, he’s gonna be a brat and might try to turn the tables on you. One minute he’ll be shaking his hips as you peg him, urging you to swat his behind, and the next he’s flipping you over to ride the strap like his life depends on it.

• When he doms, he still teases, but instead he’s edging you or manhandling you playfully while he’s saying absolutely sinful things in your ear. Sometimes he’ll even just make you do all the work while he smokes a cigar or sips some whiskey.

• He’s absolutely filthy when he wants to be, but also playful, and he’s pretty good at aftercare.

Wolfwood rotated his hips against yours, making your insides flutter as he held you in place. One of his hands gripped one of your thighs, while the other held your wrists above your head, preventing you from grabbing him like you wanted to.

“That feel good babe? The way you’re squeezing me sure makes me thinks so,” he smirked, a playful gleam in his eyes as he leaned down, his nose touching yours. “C’mon, tell me how it feels and I’ll get started, ‘kay?”

“You feel so good Nic,” you whined, unable to stop yourself as you squirmed under him. “Please move, I wanna touch you.”

That did the trick, as he released your wrists to instead cup your face in both hands, chuckling as your hands scrambled to grab him. “That wasn’t so hard, huh?” He smiled, groaning a bit when your palms passed over his nipples.

You were about to tease him, but he quickly started pumping into you, making you both moan. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he moved at a rough pace, his hands staying on your cheeks as he gave wet kisses.

—

Legato

• Legato isn’t really into letting someone else take the reins. When he does, he prefers it involving lots of praise.

• He can be pretty mean at times, degrading and teasing you when he doms, but he’s not always super rough. Don’t expect him to be super touchy feely though, he’s got some issues and that’s a lot to unpack.

• He gets a bit more agreeable if he’s subbing, he doesn’t want to be dominated per se, just given some orders and told he’s doing good for once. Actually if you praise him while he’s domming, he’ll still be smug and a bit rough, but you might notice him soften a little.

• Overall, don’t be rough on him if he gives you the opportunity to lead, but try to be soft to him when he’s in charge, and he’ll do the same.

“Look at you,” he looked you up and down as you lay there tied to the bed posts, making you whimper at his dark gaze. “You look so…”

He didn’t finish his sentence, opting to let out a huff instead, tracing a finger down your naked torso to the puffy lips of your cunt. He appraised you for a moment, running his gloved thumb over your folds before pulling his pants down to free his dick.

“Tell me what you want,” he ordered, giving his dick a few lazy pumps. You shivered at the sight of him, closing your eyes as you tried to clear your mind enough to respond. “Hurry and I might give it it you.”

“I want you, Legato.” You whined desperately. If your eyes had been open, you might have seen how his eyes widened and face softened at how your voice lingered on his name. A feeling he’d never felt before spreading in his chest before he refocused.

“Well since you asked so nicely,” he growled, pushing into you slowly, trying not to focus on the funny feeling blooming in him. “Let me indulge you.”

—

Knives

• He’s a full blown dom full stop.

• Maybe if you had been together a really long time and talked and planned it out very carefully, he might let you fuck him, but 99% of the time he’d only feel comfortable going as far as to let you lead him a little. He’s just a little scared to trust that much or give up being in control, he’s got some stuff he doesn’t wanna unpack.

• He enjoys being in charge, not just to get praise and have you treat him like a god (which he totally loves), but he likes watching you under him, especially to know you put so much trust in him, knowing how dangerous he is. He may get rough or be mean depending on your relationship, but he’d never hurt you.

• Sometimes what he likes doesn’t sound dominant to a lot of people, but he makes it work. He’s very bossy/commanding so you definitely can’t call him submissive that’s for sure.

“Suck harder.” He commands above you, his tone quiet but a little sharp, keeping you at attention as you bob your head on his cock.

You knew he was close from the way his brow furrowed, but you were still caught off guard when he came down your throat, barely giving you time to relax before his tentacles were lifting you up. You gasped as he sat you on one of his muscular thighs, keeping you facing away from him to stare at yourself in a full length mirror.

“I saw you rubbing your thighs together,” he hummed in your ear, gripping your hips. “If you want to come, you’ll come on my thigh.”

“Y-yes sir,” you panted as he moved you back and forth, your hips bucking at the friction of skin on skin. When he flexed his thigh, you nearly looked away, but he bit at your neck to get your attention.

“Come now pet,” he gave a small smile, enjoying at how you whined. “Eyes on me. Don’t look away.”

[beanibon]

i love your mermaid AU! but what if we switch roles and reader is the water creature. how would the trigun boys react? maybe some nsfw headcanons?

I love this whole mermaid AU coming back, I definitely need to more on it cause I love Mermaid/Siren AUs so much.

TW: interspecies sex, oral (m!receiving/Wolfwood), use of aphrodisiacs (in Knives), creampie, size difference (Vash), breast-fucking (Vash), breeding (Knives), drowning (Knives)

(For Vash I wanted to have the Reader a more Whale Shark build, so they'll be slightly bigger than he is but very docile and sweet)

Vash is definitely the type of guy to go whale watching with mates, pair it with beers and snacks and he'll have the perfect outing on a day off.

The first time he spotted you was when Wolfwood teasingly pushed him overboard, complaining they needed bait to lure anything interesting. Vash arguing with his best friend while still in the water, only to panic as something brushed his leg, pulling him under water. That was when he met a curious mermaid, significantly larger then him, but gentle as they circled him, protecting him with tiger shark that had previously pulled Vash under.

You disappeared the moment Knives pulled Vash out of the water, resulting in screaming match between his brother and best friend. But all Vash could think about was the friendly face that greeted him the moment that suffocating water surrounded him.

After being denied on a boat for weeks from his overprotective brother, Vash eventually managed to return to the exact coordinates he found you, alone this time as watched the waters intensely. It wasn't long until he heard your echoing calls, surfacing to take a closer look.

Vash was mesmerised instantly, watching as you circled his boat with fascination, before pulling your large form onto it. It had Vash panicking at first, but the moment you towered over him all worries disappeared as your dampened hair cascading on either side of him.

Your large form was captivating, yet Vash became increasingly aware of your bare breasts that pressed against his body as your tongue licked his lips, slipping in-between them in a startling kiss.

Needy hands tore Vash's clothes off, leaving him naked for the world to see as you sank your larger body on his.

Vash moaned, hips grinding upwards at your advances. But you pushed him back, shuffling backwards as the boat lurched with your weight, squeezing your breasts over his cock, pumping them up and down.

The entire time Vash was whining, moaning and clawing at the deck of the boat, legs kicking as you worked his cock faster. He was flabbergasted at this sudden advance, but he couldn't stop looking at those patterned breasts, and suddenly this didn't feel so bad.

Vash pulled you into another kiss, moaning against your wet lips. You felt amazing around his cock, not to mention the way you had previously slightly crushed him.

He adored the size difference, enjoying being the weaker of you two as you easily had him whimpering as you squeezed your breasts around his cock.

A final cry had him coming all over your chest, panting as you gave him a praising kiss.

Vash found himself returning more frequently, part of him ashamed that he fucked a mermaid on a regular, but the moment he saw your beautiful form nuzzling into him those worries were swept away as he indulged in you yet again. Falling in love a little harder each time.

(Wolfwood works at a shark observatory, Reader is more so based of a flying fish who accidentally got stuck in bull sharks enclosure)

Nicholas is in charge of a pod of Bull Sharks at a rescue facility, bonding with the creatures and making sure they don't eat each other during feeding time.

The first time he spotted you it was during a smoke break, watching as the sharks darted rapidly towards the outer reef of their massive enclosure. It wasn't uncommon for wild fish or the occasional seal to get stuck in the enclosure, most workers tried to help the creature as quickly as possible. So you could imagine Wolfwood's surprise at having a frantic half-human half-fish creature fly out of the water, tripping him in their attempt to escape the hungry sharks.

Frantic high-pitched chirps and damp, webbed fingers helped Nicholas up, checking him over to make sure there was no injuries.

Meanwhile Nicholas was gobsmacked at the sight of you, cowering as a shark swam a little too close. You were stunning, but he wasn't the kind to believe in silly tales of mermaids... until now that was.

It was obvious you were trapped, the only way back to the ocean was either through the Bull Shark's enclosure or on land, you were stuck either way. So Nicholas opted to help, awkwardly scooping up your body as he exited the enclosure, carrying you as you chittered in his ear.

The moment he reached the edge of the ocean, just outside the enclosure that was walled off, you happily leapt into the water, chirping as you splashed water over your drying scales and skin.

Wolfwood was about to head back, until you chirped loudly his way, ushering him over. He hesitantly obliged, moving closer.

That's when you pounced on him, nuzzling into his chest as you purred. Nicholas felt his cheeks flush, unsure of what was even happening as small waves lapped at his now soaked body.

Delicate hands tugged his work pants lower, Nicholas trying to pull them back up, only to freeze as that purring mouth enveloped his oddly hardened cock. He didn't recall the uncomfortable tightness of his wet clothes, nor the way those stunning eyes had him feeling butterflies in his gut.

Yet your mouth was warm, bobbing up and down as Nicholas stuttered out shaky moans, a hand coming up to cover his mouth as your tongue swirled around the head.

His cock was taken down to the hilt as your throat opened to take him whole, eyes fluttering to look up at the human that so graciously saved you.

You swallowed his release easily, even licking your lips as you gave Nicholas a toothy grin nuzzling into him one last time before leaving. Nicholas left with his cock still exposed, flaccid and covered in drool and cum.

Turns out you needed rescuing a few more times from the grumpy Wolfwood, giving him a new reward each time.

(Knives is a marine biologist, working alongside his mother Rem at her underwater observatory after discovering she had obtained a new asset. Here Reader is a pufferfish mermaid :3)

Knives works in an underwater observatory facility, the lead marine biologist under his mother Rem Saverem. He's often hard to approach as he prefers solitary research in the large reef they've set up the facility in.

He was shocked when Rem excitedly presented you to her eldest son, showing off the mermaid they had rescued from poachers, some of the net still tangled in the many spines across your body.

Other than his mother, Knives was incharge of studying you in your recovery. You were often panicked at the people watching you, darting to hide and camouflage with the natural decor of your temporary tank.

You'd only ever be seen out when Knives was around, taking an odd fascination with the gloomy human that observed you, taking notes on behaviourisms or certain characteristics you portrayed.

When one of the scientists startled you, causing you to panic, that's when Knives realised that the net entangled in your spines was a hindrance to your recovery. Frowning as you got caught on some coral, further injuring yourself as that only panicked you further.

You eventually freed yourself, sad chirping noises filling the tank as you pawed at the missing spines that had snapped off in your fear-stricken phase.

So Knives took it upon himself to untangle the net, taking a small knife to saw away the thick rope.

Of course you startled the moment he entered the water, hiding instantly. But Knives was patient, after all he was doing this after hours, against Rems orders of not interfering with you in hopes you'd recover without relying on humans.

Once you found the courage, recognising the man that made you follow along the glass in silent curiosity, you emerged. Quiet squeaks sounding as you observed this intruder, spines flaring the moment he pulled the knife from his pocket.

Turning to flee, Knives was quick to intercept, grabbing the rope before you could further harm yourself. You flailed desperately, screeching as Knives struggled to cut the net. But once the first cut was made, hissing as your spine pricked his flesh, you calmed.

Allowing Knives to slice the rope free of your body, you whimpered. Hands explored Knives body as he worked, slitted eyes admiring his exposed pectorals, chirping out admiring noises as he quirked a brow at you.

Another prick had Knives flinching, unaware you had flared your spines again, this time with an ulterior motive unknown to Marine Biologist.

Knives mind went foggy, panting into his oxygen mask as his skin began to warm, body feeling oddly fuzzy. You seemed unbothered, finally free of the net you circled the human, slipping off the mask that allowed him to breath.

Quickly you pulled off the remainder of his clothes, body coiling around him as you slid onto his hardened cock, Knives gasping at the foreign sensation.

You were now above him, pushing him to the sandy bottom of your tank, lower body humping his cock as pleased chirps drawled from your lips. The feeling of his cock was addictive to you, watching as Knives body reacted to your aphrodisiac, eyes clouded with lust as he reciprocated your advances.

Knives had been milked several times before his lungs began to squeeze, urging him to resurface for air. But no matter how many times his body jolted or fought against your continuous grinding, you didn't untangle yourself from him, simply cooing at how his hands covered his mouth.

He was borderline unconscious before he was discovered, embarrassingly enough. Rem, his mother, the one to save him from your ruthless fucking.

Yet despite being scolded and treated against your aphrodisiac, Knives couldn't find it in him to regret what he had done. In fact, the moment you were released back after a full recovery, Knives easily found you after you refused to leave the area.

Turns out, other than the drowning part, he enjoyed every touch and caress of your deadly body against his, and he'd be lying if he didn't indulge in some more sinful acts with his precious asset.

[greetingfromthedead]

Drop of Lust (Vashwood x F!Reader)

Series: Draconic Lust

Pairing: Vash x Wolfwood x F!Reader

Word count: 5k

ATTENTION: If this is your first time checking out Draconic Lust, be sure to read the information provided in the Masterlist!

Tags/TW: no use of "y/n", AU - dragon shifters, succubus!reader, smut, NSFW, threesome M/M/F, vashwood, big cocks, some voyeurism, manhandling, dom!men, polyamorous characters, bisexual male characters, size kink, size difference, groping, hair pulling, penetration, breast play, cuddling, vaginal fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, oral sex, pussy eating, neck kissing, eating out, cunnilingus, tongue sex, spitting, rough sex, anal fingering, some ass play, penis in vagina sex, vaginal sex, spitroasting, reverse cowgirl, doggy style, mild face-fucking, standing sex, suspension, riding, being used as a sex toy (respectfully), multiple orgasms, some praising, wet and messy, unsafe sex, cum inside, multiple creampies, cum eating, forced orgasm, denied orgasm

After a century of silence, a ripple moved through your hellish plane of existence. The feeling of intense lust and desire is what pulls you through the veil, landing you in the material world. You kneel on a soft carpet in a dimly lit room that's filled with slurping sounds.

"That's it, Angel. Good job, but I know you can manage a bit more," says the tanned man standing in front of you, his fingers laced into another man's hair. The blonde on his knees holds on to the other man's hips, his eyes filled with hunger as he eagerly obeys the command, swallowing the cock deeper and letting out satisfied moans.

You feel the intensity between the lovers, and you know they poured the last drop of passion into your domain to unknowingly summon you. You just sit there, taking in the desire that fills the room and enjoying the power it grants you. As a succubus, you thrive on the energy of their lust and revel in the control you have over their desperate needs.

The men are both large, much more so than you, and they don't look completely human either. Their physique seems normal, from their skin to their cocks; their naked bodies don't seem abnormal; just the horns curving from their heads hint that these aren't simply giant men.

The blonde's eyes open and meet yours. He pulls away from the other, leaving the erect cock bobbing in the air as strands of saliva connected it to his open mouth. You lick your lips at the sight of them, both hard and eager. His gaze is intense, full of desire and hunger, not at all shy or shameful. It's probably the energy you give off, fueling any dirty thoughts and dark fantasies.

"Wolfwood, we have company," the pale man says as he stands up.

That has the tanned man's attention, and he turns towards you. They both measure you with their gaze. The gray silken little dress you're clad in leaves little to the imagination, with one strap already threatening to slip down your shoulder. As they both step closer, you have to look up at them as they tower over you. A lustful tingle begins to spread through your body, and you can feel yourself getting wet with need.

"And who do we have here?" Wolfwood bows closer. He doesn't show any signs of shame either, and you sense he is every bit as lustful as he was moments ago. You don't answer him; instead, you let your eyes glide over his soft yet strong body. The other man's physique is more sculpted, his muscles toned and prominent, but his skin is covered by scars, and his left arm is replaced by a skeletal prosthetic. Wolfwood reaches towards you and places his large hands on your sides, simply picking you up like you weigh nothing and placing you on the corner of the bed next to you so you are standing. This way, you are almost at eye level with the giant men, but still a little shorter.

They are drawn to you like moths to a flame; it's simply your nature, and they lean closer as Wolfwood's hands linger on your body, one arm around you and the other resting on your hip. You feel his body heat through the thin fabric of your dress, and you can't help but lean a bit closer too as you look at him with parted lips. The blonde man is on your other side, and you feel his fingers take hold of your hand.

"My name is Vash. What brings you here?" His face is close to your ear as he pulls your hand to his lips to give it a kiss.

"I am here to hear you moan my name, Handsome," you say as you turn to him, your eyes half closed as your lips nearly touch his. And so you tell him your name, whispering it into his ear, loud enough for the other to hear too, and you lean closer to his burning body, his erection rubbing against the outside of your thigh. As Vash leans closer still, you can feel his warm breath on your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Wolfwood makes room for Vash; the arm that was around you moves to be around Vash's back instead. You lean against the two of them, resting your head on the blonde's meaty shoulder, his arms coming from either side of you. You turn to look at Wolfwood. "And you are no exception either."

You feel the fire burn within them, beseeching them to give in to their desires, and it doesn't take any time at all for both of them to nuzzle their faces against either side of your neck, their hands exploring your body. You feel their hot breath on your skin, igniting a primal need deep within you. Vash's hands sneak over your sides, up and over, until they rest on your breasts, one large hand warm and soft, the other hard and cold, as they start to massage the supple flesh. You throw your arms upwards, wrapping your fingers around their horns, pulling them both closer from behind as best you can. Lost in the moment, your body responds eagerly to their touch, arching backwards into the burly men. You let out a soft moan of pleasure, completely surrendering to the sensation.

Wolfwood's hand lingers on your stomach for a little longer, almost as if pulling you towards him, away from Vash, as his lips find your neck, kissing it softly and moving down to your shoulder, pushing a strap keeping your breast covered down your arm, leaving more kisses in his wake. That's when his fingers dance across you to the hip closest to him and move along your leg.

You tingle with desire and anticipation as the large men enjoy the feel of your body. Vash kneads your breasts through the silk; his mouth now sucking on your neck. Wolfwood's fingers creep along the edge of the short dress that barely covers you, to your inner thigh. His touch feels intoxicating, and you moan softly, closing your eyes and losing yourself in the sensation. The meaty fingers move tenderly upwards, leaving your skin tingling, before he reaches your core. You arch your back, pressing yourself into his touch, eagerly wanting more. He presses two of his long fingers deeper between your thighs, brushing against your bare flesh, feeling the wetness greeting him.

"Eager little birdie, aren't you?" The tanned man whispers against your skin as he adjusts further, the bunched up silks pulled away from your pussy that's so eager to be touched. You push your hips even more forward for him, taking a wider stance to grant him easier access. His fingers tease you tenderly, slipping between your slick covered folds and causing you to moan further as he spreads the wetness gathered there. The pleasure starts to build as he slowly circles your clit with his fingers, making you squirm in Vash's strong embrace. The blonde man kneads your breasts with both hands, the grip tightening as he continues to tease you relentlessly. Your dress starts to fall down, exposing your skin, and he whispers in your ear, "You're so beautiful." His words only fuel your desire as you feel his hot breath on your neck. He pinches your sensitive nipples between his fingers each time he squeezes on the flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, where Wolfwood's fingers are playing a wicked game.

The warm bodies against your back are a stark contrast to the almost chilly air of the room, which causes goosebumps to form on your skin. You reach towards Vash, pulling him closer until your lips meet in a kiss. He is eager, his fingers holding on to you tighter, his mouth locking with you in passion. All the while, Wolfwood presses deeper, the tips of two of his fingers sliding past your entrance until you gasp in pleasure into Vash's open mouth.

"You're so tight. You really think you can handle one of us, let alone both of us at once?" The dark-haired man asks as his lips move to your neck again, near your ear.

You moan a whiny affirmation, nodding your head while still kissing the handsome blonde. You feel Wolfwood shift slightly against your body as he chuckles a dark laugh against your skin and slides his fingers deeper into your sopping pussy.

"Why don't you give me a hand, Blondie?" he says, taking a break from sucking on your neck.

Vash releases your left breast, leaving it hard and aching, and moves his hand down to hook under your left leg, pulling it up off the bed and spreading you open. The cold air nips at your nipple and the wetness between your legs as Wolfwood fingers your pussy, making you gasp and moan in pleasure. His touch sends your mind off, intensifying the sensations coursing through your body. You arch your back, pushing your hips against his hand, silently begging for more. The room fills with the sound of your ragged breaths and the wet noises of his fingers moving inside you. His palm slaps against your swollen clit, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. The pleasure builds and builds until you can't hold back any longer, pulling back from Vash's lips to cry out in ecstasy as you reach the peak of pleasure. Wolfwood continues his expert ministrations, pushing you to the brink until you're left trembling, with only Vash's strong grip still holding you up.

"You sing a pretty song, little birdie," Wolfwood whispers in your ear as you whimper from pleasure. "Pretty like a doll too."

You turn your head to look at Wolfwood's dark gaze, your eyes begging for more, before he kisses you, pressing your head against Vash's body. He pulls his fingers from your core, bringing them to the blonde's lips to be sucked clean. The blonde does so eagerly, moaning softly in response, his flesh hand kneading your right breast, the left one still holding up your leg as your juices drip down your inner thigh.

You reach down to touch their hard lengths, feeling their desire for you pulsating in your hand. Your fingers don't reach around either cock, but you stroke over their tips, smearing the collected pre-cum over their swollen heads. Your breath hitches as you feel yourself growing wetter still with anticipation.

"My turn," you say through the kiss. "Lay down."

With a mischievous grin, as if wanting to prove something to you, Wolfwood steps away, sitting on the edge of the large bed before pushing further up. Vash lets you go, and you give his cock a few more playful strokes.

"You're welcome to do as you please, Sweetheart," you smirk before turning away from him, settling in between Wolfwood's legs. You look at him lying in front of you, his arms folded under his head, his cock resting heavily against his stomach. You lift your ass enough to run your hand through your folds, coating it in slick, before picking up his cock with both hands, holding it with one at the base as the wet one coats his tip with a mix of your orgasm and his pre-cum. You start stroking the length of him, needing both hands to maintain a firm grip on his thick shaft. Wolfwood groans in pleasure, his hips instinctively thrusting up to meet your touch. The sound of his arousal only spurs you on, increasing the speed and pressure of your movements as you lean down to kiss up along his dick, starting from the base, moving towards the tip, pressing more firmly on the sensitive spots. With a mischievous grin, you place a kiss on the slit before swirling your tongue around the head of his cock, savoring the taste of both of you. Wolfwood lets out a low groan, his head leaning back, and you feel him shudder in response. The sight of him like this sends a surge of desire through you. As you tease him with your lips and tongue, you can't help but revel in the power you hold over him in this moment. The mischievous grin that graced his lips before is nowhere to be found. With a sly smile, you lean further down and take more of him in your mouth, relishing the sounds of his pleasure as you begin to work your magic. Wolfwood's eyes widen in surprise and delight, a low groan escaping his lips as you show him just how skilled you can be.

There is only so much of him you can take; the swollen tip is too large to fit comfortably in your mouth. Spit dribbles down his shaft as you struggle to accommodate his size and girth, eager to please him in every way possible, just to give him a taste of who you are. He moans as you suck on the head of his cock, your hands working in tandem to stroke the rest of his length. The sensation of your warm mouth and skilled hands on him drives Wolfwood wild, his hips bucking involuntarily as he loses himself in the pleasure you are providing.

You work on the tanned man with your ass up in the air, so focused that you don't even notice the bed shifting with Vash's weight. He is behind you, and suddenly you feel his hands spreading your ass apart and his lips pressing into your sex. His tongue laps against your sensitive pussy as you moan in ecstasy. The dual sensations of Wolfwood's throbbing cock in your mouth and Vash's skilled tongue on you make you feel like you're in paradise. You arch your back, surrendering completely to the overwhelming pleasure that courses through your body. The intensity of the moment leaves you breathless. You lose yourself in the pleasure, feeling every touch and sensation with a heightened awareness. The sounds of your muffled moans mix with Wolfwood's groans, creating a symphony of passion that echoes through the room.

You move your hips, grinding your pussy against Vash's warm tongue as he explores every inch of your dripping wet center. His fingers press into your thighs, leaving crescent-shaped marks on your skin where his nails are. He moans too, his tongue licking from your clit up towards your aching core. You spread your legs further for him, taking Wolfwood's cock with increased eagerness, gagging on his length as it hits the back of your throat. The tightness makes him whimper, and you ignore the prickling in your eyes as you swallow him as deep as you physically can. As your face leans down, your ass comes up, and as Vash's tongue dances over your entrance, a surprised moan escapes your lips the moment the muscle plunges deep inside you, much deeper than a normal tongue should go, even for these large men. If the pleasure weren't so blinding, you would think harder about it, but right now, lust and desire are the only things on your mind.

You slurp on the giant man's giant cock like it's the only thing that matters in the world while Vash eats you out like a starving man in a buffet. You lose yourself in the overwhelming pleasure, unable to resist the intense sensations taking over your body. The moans escaping your throat vibrate against Wolfwood's dick, and you don't even notice just how close you have pushed him to the edge. His hands have come down, gripping the sheets tightly as he tries to hold back his release. As the pleasure from Vash's actions grows to be too much, you throw your head back to moan in ecstasy as you come to his abnormally long tongue, which reaches places you never knew could bring you such pleasure. The room is filled with the sounds of your joy, mixing with Vash's own groans of satisfaction. Wolfwood lets out a grunt of relief, as he hasn't come undone by you yet and gets to return from the edge of orgasm, even though part of him would want nothing more than to send his seed down your throat. But to him, it would mean you win, and he refuses to be wrong.

You lean forward as you come down from your orgasm, leaning away from Vash, your hands on Wolfwood's soft stomach, the coarse hairs under your palms.Your breathing is heavy, and you feel powerful and alive. You know you've been summoned to the right place.

You turn around, facing Vash, who has sat up, a small smile playing on his lips, your wetness still evident on his chin. You back up, settling partially on top of Wolfwood's thighs and reaching through between your legs to pick up his cock.

"Doll, you can't be serious," the man behind you exclaims, but you already line up the head of his cock with your entrance, sliding down slowly. "Let me guess. Just the tip? Even that seems too much for you, little girl." You ignore his taunts and continue to slide him into you. He stretches you out in the most delicious way possible, the head of his cock pressing against your walls. With gentle rocks of your hips you let the tip move in and out, each time going a little deeper. You close your eyes, savoring the moment, and soon you feel Vash's mouth on your neck, his hands on your hips and you can lean against him as you focus on sliding down Wolfwood's cock. With each roll of your lower body, you go lower until you have him deeper than humanly possible. Good thing you're not human.

Vash's tongue twirls around your earlobe before his lips close around it, sucking and nipping gently. His large hands hold you tightly, and as he feels you start to move with longer strides, up and down, he pulls away to look wide eyed at you, taking all of Wolfwood's length with a blissful expression. You reach your hand for his cock, stroking it softly. His is more slender than Wolfwood's, but longer and curved slightly upwards. As you continue to stroke it, he lets out a soft moan of pleasure, raising his ass from his heels to bring his hips closer to you. His breathing becomes heavier as he sees you leaning closer to suck on his dick with a hunger that matches his own, all while bouncing up and down his lover's massive member. He closes his eyes, losing himself in the overwhelming sensations as his fingers tangle into your hair.

You revel in the sounds of Wolfwood's moans as you split yourself apart on his cock. The room fills with the scent of sex and sweat as the two of you move in perfect harmony, lost in the moment. Wolfwood's hands grip your hips tightly, guiding your movements as you ride him with abandon. You feel him twitching inside you as he fills every inch, rubbing your walls with delicious friction. You move one hand from Vash's cock to your swollen sex, clenching your walls as your fingers circle your clit, but a large, calloused hand pulls them away and your whole body down on his dick.

"Can't have you cut my fun short, birdie." Wolfwood says behind you, out of breath and with a hint of desperation. His hips thrust into you as a sign of control. You let go of Vash as you feel strong hands on your hips that pull you off the cock and put you down on all fours on the bed. Vash gives you a bit more space as you hungrily watch him, and Wolfwood repositions himself to be kneeling behind you, his large stature dwarfing you. His grip on your waist is tight, and the other hand is used to push his cock into your inviting pussy. You let out a whimper of pleasure as he enters you with a firm thrust. Wolfwood begins to move rhythmically, with each thrust sending waves of pleasure through your body. Each time the room is filled with the wet sounds of your bodies coming together, the intensity building with each movement. You feel a sense of euphoria wash over you as Wolfwood's pace quickens, his grunts of pleasure mixing with your own moans.

"I like how you taste, handsome. Come closer!" You beckon Vash, who looks mesmerized by the sight of Wolfwood fucking you senseless, to come to you.

He kneels before you, giving his cock a few pumps before surrendering to your touch. Vash eagerly joins in, his hands pulling your hair while you pleasure him with your mouth and hand as Wolfwood continues to drive deeply into you with each thrust. The room is filled with a symphony of moans and gasps as the three of you lose yourselves in the pleasure of the moment. Each time the tanned man slams into you, the motion forces you forward, occasionally causing you to gag on the blonde's cock as he thrusts in time to Wolfwood.

Wolfwood's hands spread you apart, and he pauses his thrusting just long enough to let a glob of spit drip onto your other hole. He continues driving into you relentlessly, his grunts echoing around the room as his finger teases the tight circle of muscle. The sensation of being completely filled and dominated by both men overwhelms you with pure joy. The intensity of the moment builds as you surrender to the raw passion and desire consuming all three of you. Wolfwood's meaty thumb continues to press against your entrance, coaxing you to take him in with nothing but his spit for lubrication. You can feel the pressure building inside you, aching for release, as Wolfwood's finger pushes in with a slight, dull pain. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans mixing with the grunts of both men, creating a symphony of pleasure. Your body quivers with anticipation as you feel yourself on the edge of ecstasy, ready to let go and surrender.

The tan man leans further, kneeling on just one leg now as he pounds you deep, his thumb curling in your ass, and he reaches around your body to give your clit the attention it craves. His hand is fast and firm as he sends you tumbling over the edge. You shake as your walls clench down on him, feeling the intense pleasure coursing through your body. You have to pull away from Vash's cock to get enough air to let out the screaming pleasure that you have been holding in. This sends Wolfwood into a frenzy, thrusting into you with wild abandon, moaning your name at your pussy trying to suck him in, and he cries out in ecstasy as he reaches his climax, coming deep inside you as he buries himself in you, filling you with hot seed, the warmth spreading through your body as you collapse in a state of blissful exhaustion, face first into the soft mattress. Your breathing is heavy and labored, as you are in heaven.

"Your turn, Angel," you hear Wolfwood say, out of breath. The bed shifts as he backs away, pulling out of your holes before giving you a slap on the ass. "Go on, Blondie."

You tingle with lust for Vash to take Wolfwood's place in fucking you from behind with your ass in the air, but instead both men move away and you get picked up. You see Vash standing up in front of you, which means it's Wolfwood who holds you up. His hands are underneath your knees, spreading you apart with his stomach against your back. There is no danger of falling, and you feel his cock brush against your ass as it gets softer. He presents you to Vash, who looks you up and down, eyes lingering on your core that's now leaking with both your slick and the other man's cum.

"Yes!" you exclaim, still in bliss from the orgasm you received just moments ago. "I want more. Fuck me, Sweetheart!"

"You heard the lady." Wolfwood says the smirk is obvious in his voice.

Vash steps closer, holding his dick, but crouches down so he can lap at your overly sensitive pussy. His tongue teases your clit for a moment before diving into your gaping cunt. You yelp as he lets out a satisfied hum, as if he had tasted the best meal of his life. He quickly gets up again, leaving a trail of kisses on your skin, skipping over the bunched up dress around your midsection to quickly suck on both breasts, moving up to your neck, and kissing your lips, all while you are spread open for him by Wolfwood. He whispers in your ear, "You taste so sweet."

Vash straightens up again but looks down as he guides his long, slender dick to your entrance. He slowly pushes inside you, feeling your warmth and tightness envelope him completely. He isn't as girthy as the man before him, but the size is still more than enough to make you gasp. He leans closer, his breath hot against your neck, as he whispers, "You feel so good around me." He has to slouch to reach you without pulling out. His hands move to squeeze your breasts again, the different temperatures making your head spin. Vash moves slightly more up and to the side to kiss Wolfwood as his hips start to rut against yours.

You can feel his desire building as he continues to move inside you, his pace quickening with each thrust. The intensity of the moment leaves you breathless, lost in the pleasure of his touch. As he kisses the man behind you deeply, you can't help but surrender to the overwhelming sensation of being squeezed between the two bodies of the large men. Your fingers dig into the tight flesh of Vash's sides. You close your eyes and let yourself be consumed by the bliss of the moment, feeling a sense of liberation and euphoria as you give in to the passion and desire that surround you. The warmth of their bodies against yours creates a sensation that is both exhilarating and intoxicating, making you feel alive in ways you never thought possible. You feel a rush of adrenaline as you lose yourself in the intensity of the moment again. The symphony of their heartbeats and the heat radiating from their bodies envelop you in a cocoon of pure joy. One of Vash's hands moves to cup Wolfwood's cheek as he grunts with each thrust of his hips, kissing your insides with his hard and veiny cock. You feel powerful, as their desire and lust are what summoned you to this plane of existence and what will keep you here.

You mewl with each thrust as Vash fucks you hard, forgetting the world outside his little bubble of pleasure. Your cunt gushes with wetness, dripping the mix of your releases down your crack and onto the floor. Your body tingles from your breasts to your pussy, making your toes curl as you lean your head back, pressing it into Wolfwood's chest as he keeps you up for Vash like a toy. You let out another moan of pleasure, completely lost in the sensation.

"Free one of my hands up; you deserve the treat too," you hear behind you, the vibrations of his voice traveling through his chest into your body. You do not care what they do, as long as they continue to bring you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. The anticipation of what's to come next sends shivers down your spine, heightening your senses and driving you to the brink of delight. Vash moves his fingers from Wolfwood's face to one of your legs, pressing it into the other man to keep you in place just as you are. The tanned man moves his newly freed hand to your core again, starting to stroke your cunt with slow, deliberate circles. You feel a rush of pleasure building within you, unable to control your moans of delight. Everything feels so intense and overwhelming—the cock fucking you senseless, the cold hand kneading your breast, the rough hand rubbing your pussy. As you start to squirm and buck against his movements, Wolfwood lets on until you calm down before starting again. That's until Vash's head leans back, and he lets out longer, more desperate moans of pleasure.

"Feel how tight her pussy gets, clamping down on you, begging for you to come inside her the same way I did." Wolfwood speaks as the fingers get more deliberate, focusing on the clit, teasing it until you can hold on no more, coming hard on the man rutting into you. He moans your name and grunts to join your noises of pleasure in a symphony of passion and release. He thrusts deeper and harder as his cum spills inside you. Your whole body shakes in their strong grasp; just as sweaty as theirs.

You're breathless and boneless as Vash pulls out. Your body spasms with pleasure, pussy pulsing with the aftershocks of joy and release. More liquid drips onto the floor as you catch your breath. Vash and Wolfwood release your legs; they tangle uselessly as the tan man's arm stays around your waist, holding you up. Vash catches your face, planting a kiss on your lips before taking you into his arms and laying you on the bed.

Both of the large men lay down on either side of you. Their sweaty bodies against yours as their fingers dance along your skin, planting occasional kisses on your body and your lips. What a great place to be summoned to! You sense a lot more pleasure and lust nearby, ready for you to enjoy and indulge in.

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[coishen]

Have you ever seen a hare eat a wolf? Vash and Wolfwood will show you!

Their furry versions did something to me.

Full in dm if you want! Or on my 🐦 (coushenUwU).

(Please don't ever grab hares, rabbits and other animals by their ears. It is very painful for them)

[bennysblabbering]

NSFW Headcanons: Stampede

(98 coming soon!)

Ft. Vash, Wolfwood, Knives, Meryl

I may add Legato and Roberto if people want them lol.

Vash

• Definitely either afab or intersex. Does not have a human dick. I like the idea of him (and Nai) having genitals that look like a vulva by default but have a plant-like structure that can extend out of the clitoral hood capable of penetrating.

Something that looks like this or this. I think his would be around 6 inches.

• I also think plants would have no nipples or navels, and no body hair from the neck down.

• Either a sub or a soft & loving dom. Would literally rather die than be mean or degrading.

• Probably 60/40 bottom/top, he just likes to feel good and make his partner feel good. When he bottoms, he prefers it vaginally. Not a huge fan of anal, but he'll occasionally indulge his partner if they want that.

• Loves scissoring/tribbing if he has an afab partner. Will absolutely beg and whine to rub pussies when he's in the mood for it.

• King of squirting. Could win a fucking contest. When he cums, it gets real messy with all the slick and squirt he's released everywhere. (Not that he minds...he likes it messy.) Also, his markings glow when he cums really hard.

• Usually starts out with just quiet whimpers and whines, simply from just being self-conscious. Once he starts to feel more comfortable and trusting, those whines turn into full moans.

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Wolfwood

• His dick's about average girth and roughly 7 inches. The perfect length of not too big, not too small. Feels incredible in all the right spots. Uncut, too, and loves to twitch and leak. Really responsive to stimulation.

• Has only ever dommed before. He'd be hesitant to sub, simply due to his closed-off nature, but he might be willing to once he really trusts someone. Despite what it might seem like, his default is soft and affectionate, but he will absolutely be rough and dirty if you ask. (In fact, he prefers it rough and dirty.)

• In the same vein, he's also only topped. Probably wouldn't be too huge of a fan of bottoming but he'd be fine with trying it. Likes to be fingered, though- put a finger up his ass while sucking him off and he's a goner.

• Likes to experiment and willing to try most things at least once. If you've got a kink or fetish, he'll indulge you- he likes to see you turned on, and it's possible you'll convert him to be into it too.

• Obsessed with watching his cum drip down your skin or ooze out of your hole. It makes him feel possessive and swell with pride.

• A pussy/ass-eating god. Gets real down and dirty, pins you by the thighs and just mercilessly goes to fucking town. His tongue is so skilled it'll make you cum every time, especially since his scruff feels amazing when it rubs against your skin.

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Knives

• (Go back to Vash's section to read how I headcanon plant genitals/bodies)

• His...we'll call it a stem? would be around 7.5 inches. Just a bit bigger than Vash.

• 100% dom. Would rather have his arms and legs cut off than sub.

• Actually really likes to bottom, doesn't really care which hole. He does top though; he honestly has no preference. But if he's topping you, you better prepare yourself to have a sore hole and bruises all over your body.

• Big degrader. Can't bring himself to be soft or loving. The nicest he can be is neutral. But if you like being called a "stupid fucking slut" or "filthy cock-addicted human" then he's your man.

• Not very vocal, but loves to growl and groan. He'll lean over you and growl possessively right into your ear to intimidate you.

• Also he would absolutely use his knives for weapon play. Gently drags them along your skin and finds your nervous shaking incredibly arousing. Might even lightly wrap them around you and get hard at the sight of you paralyzed in fear.

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Meryl

• Prettiest fucking pussy in the world. Cute little pink folds topped with a perfectly kissable bud. She keeps the hair trimmed but not entirely shaved.

• Complete switch when it comes to dynamics, she can't just pick one. She loves both subbing and domming. She has a size difference kink specifically when she doms, though- she loves to control people significantly larger than her (which...is most people. She's 4'9.)

• Loves to bottom but will top for the right person. Definitely has a preference though. She can't help it, she loves the feeling of her tight cunt being pounded.

• Cums at the drop of a fucking hat. She'll cum at least 2-3 times a night when having sex. Earth-shattering orgasms, too. Her entire body thrashes and her moans border on screaming.

• Loves to get fucked in missionary the best. She loves to wrap her legs around her partner's waist, lay back and hold the pillow, and feel them railing her deep inside. She actually really likes it fast and hard.

• When topping, she likes to dirty talk and play a little rough. Loves to spank, pull hair, bite and mark up, all that good stuff. By the end of the night, her partner will know they're hers.

[bendycxmet]

❀Trigun Masterlist❀

*written pieces will be gender neutral, unless noted otherwise*

reblogs/comments always appreciated!

~UPDATED: October 3rd, 2024~

Fics (>1k words)

~Vash x Reader

❀ Repair You

(SFW | 1.7k) - Just repairing Vash's arm. He might see it as more than just a simple act of service though.

❀ Meet Cute

(SFW | 1.3k) - A new town can be quite lonely by yourself. That is, until you meet someone new.

❀ Makeup, Makeout

(SFW | 2.1k) - Relaxing one night with Vash leads you to wanting to do makeup on him, and leads to more than you could have hoped for.

❀ Just Cuddling?

(NSFW, 18+ MDNI | 1.3k ) - It's been a stressful day for the both of you, so you decide a nice cuddle session would help. Plus, maybe giving Vash a handjob.

❀ Longing

(SFW | 2.3k) - As a bounty hunter, you've lived a lonely life. That is, until you met Vash.

❀ Sleep Date

(SFW | 1.2k) - Most of your and Vash's dates consist of getting cozy beneath the covers.

❀ Jealous

(SFW | 1.3k) - Jealousy goes both ways.

❀ Pierced

(SFW | 1.2k) - How did Vash get that hoop in??

❀ Love, Peace, and Donuts

(SFW | 1.1k) - A sentimental moment between you and Vash on a slow, Sunday morning.

❀ Under Your Spell ; Pt. 2

(NSFW, 18+ MDNI) - You are a top supporter of a trending camboy. What you don't know, is that that camboy is your friend and roommate, Vash.

❀ Do You Copy?

(NSFW, 18+ MDNI | 1.6k) - Vash hears more than he bargains for through his earring.

❀ Lay It To Rest

(SFW | 1k) - Vash finally can sleep with the help of your presence.

~Wolfwood x Reader

❀ Crowd

(SFW | 1.5k) - You watch as Wolfwood tries to find you in a crowd.

❀ Pent-Up

(NSFW, 18+ MDNI | 1.1k) - Wolfwood has been waiting for you all day.

Drabbles (<1k words)

~ Vash x Reader

❀ My, What Beautiful Hair You Have!

(SFW | 0.7k) - On a boring Sunday, you decide to get Vash's attention through some head scratches.

❀ Happy New Year

(SFW | 0.8k) Bringing in the new year with that special someone

❀ Sweet Dreams

(SFW | 0.9k) - Falling asleep on Vash.

~ Wolfwood x Reader

❀ Drive ; Pt. 2

(SFW) - Riding in the car with Wolfwood, both as the driver and passenger.

❀ Cowboy!Wolfwood

(SFW | 0.8k) - Headcanons about Cowboy!Wolfwood

Vashwood

❀ Street Racer!Wolfwood

(SFW | ~1k) - Headcanons about Street Racer!Wolfwood and a chance meeting with Street Racer!Vash.

❀ Street Racer!Vash

(SFW | 1.4k) - Headcanons about Street Racer!Vash and tiny flirty moments with Street Racer!Wolfwood.

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[awkwardchick87]

A/n - Just my opinion!! Are the Trigun guys Ass/Tits/Thigh guys?!

c/w - A fab reader, nipple play, pet names, thigh fucking, mean Kni, dry humping, cumming untouched, boob jobs? cum eating.

Dividers by - @benkeibear <3 Part of @enchantedforest-network <3

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.

[vashs-turtleneck]

Pip's Masterlist

Trigun Fics

(Vash x Reader)

Stay. (M)

Say my name. (18+ NSFW)

Nimble-fingered. (18+ NSFW)

Muted. (18+ NSFW)

Spoiled Rotten. (18+ NSFW)

Blow Me a Kiss. (18+ NSFW)

Quiet Nights. (T)

Desperate. (18+ NSFW)

Not So Sneaky. (18+ NSFW)

Three Empty Words. (18+ NSFW)

Deep Breath. (G)

Preen. (T)

Reverence. (18+ NSFW)

(Vash x Reader x Wolfwood)

Sharing is Caring. (18+ NSFW)

It ain't much, but it's honest work.

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[valintiino]

this is the last time i try to post my perfectly sfw vashwood comic on here