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Adult ++
Chapters:
26
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7,989
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136
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Chapter Twelve - New Experiences
Chapter Twelve: New Experiences
Wolfwood sat by the window of the hotel room, smoking, with a glass of Wild Turkey in his hand. He was frowning and thinking, picking paint off the windowsill, and thinking some more. It had been almost six days since Legato had contacted him and he was still waiting for the Servant to tell him where they were supposed to be meeting. He still wasn’t sure what he’d do about Vash. Since that fateful drunken night where the confessional had started everything off, the two gunmen had been virtually inseparable. He didn’t think the Stampede would take to well to being told to go away for a few hours for no apparent reason.
He felt nervous that the meeting place was so close too. Who knows who could walk in and see him looking all cozy with the spiky-coated telepath. He was pretty sure that Vash knew who Legato was but the effort he was going to, in his mind, to keep them apart and unaware of each other, or at least make Vash unaware of Legato, was tremendous. Imaginary situations arose in his mind and he devised ways and techniques for getting out of them. Not that Legato would mak-.
A pain shot through his head.
‘Speak of the devil and he appears…’ Wolfwood thought, a smile cracking the grimace of pain on his face. Fortunately, Vash was out with Milly, buying something, and wouldn’t be back for a while so the priest had no need to hide his conversation.
Another pain and Wolfwood cursed, his normal healthy respect for his own life fading.
~Chapel~
~For God’s sake, Legato…do you really have to go to the effort?!~
Wolfwood heard Legato chuckle deeply, causing a sensation in his mind that made him feel like there were fingers crawling up his pants legs. Wolfwood resisted the urge to pat them down or rub away the feeling, knowing that was the reaction Legato wanted. He could almost hear the pout when he didn’t do anything and the feelings ceased.
~You know I find it entertaining, Chapel…now down to business…~
Wolfwood listened intently, not wanting to miss anything. The last time he’d misheard instructions it hadn’t gone too well.
~You will meet me in the first bar on the north end of town tomorrow afternoon. I have some things to discuss with you and to inform you about your next trip.~
‘Trip?! What trip?!’ Wolfwood’s eyes widened as he tried to keep his fluctuating emotions under control. Legato would just become worse if he realized he was getting to the priest.
~Do you understand?~
Wolfwood nodded, angrily flicking the ash of his cigarette. He heard a call from down on the street and looked to see Vash waving madly with an armload of something, a smiling Milly by his side. Wolfwood cracked a strained smile and subtly tried to give Legato a hurry up.
~Yes, yes, I understand. Surely you have more important things to do?~ He said in an effort to get rid of the Servant.
Legato actually sounded offended, and Wolfwood could almost see the calmly raised eyebrow.
~Trying to get rid of me Chapel? I wonder why that could be?~
Wolfwood could hear the devious pause and he froze.
‘No he wouldn’t do that…it would ruin everything! All their plans! Surely…!’
Legato chuckled.
~Maybe I should just stay here a while? Make that red-coated idiot question the glazed look in your eyes…hmmm…think it’d be fun Chapel?~ He laughed quietly at Wolfwood’s quickly surpressed flash of anger.
~Sorry…but today I do actually have other things to do…See you tomorrow…~
And he was gone.
With no pain this time either. Wolfwood almost frowned. Legato must have been distracted to not even bother with a parting headache. He didn’t have time to dwell on it because Vash was bursting through the door, exclaiming about their amazing purchases and Wolfwood had to pay attention to his ramblings, lest there be a quiz later.
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Nicholas D. glanced at the slumbering Stampede next to him, eyes devouring the sight of naked skin. After tonight, he didn’t think Vash would have any problems baring himself in front of the priest ever again. He was pretty sure he didn’t even have to cross his fingers and wish for luck.
***flashback***
Vash flopped onto the bed on his back next to Wolfwood who was smirking with some hidden knowledge.
“So what are we doing?” Vash asked lightly, trailing a gloved hand up Wolfwood’s forearm. The priest leant over and kissed him softly.
“Something new…”
Vash arched an eyebrow.
“New?”
Wolfwood smirked again.
“Yeah…you’ll like this…”
Vash slowly raised an eyebrow as Wolfwood trailed a hand down his front, popping the buttons open on his coat. He wriggled slightly when the priest started on the straps, faintly uncomfortable. But the biggest hurdle had been overcome, so when the leather finally came off, Vash looked into Wolfwood’s smiling eyes with a small amount of confidence in the priest’s feelings for him.
Wolfwood shucked his own clothing, smiling as Vash’s gaze veered away from him at the last moment. He crawled across the bed, receiving a startled gasp as he swiped his tongue across a scar before continuing up and claiming the gunman’s mouth in a heated kiss. Vash moaned as Wolfwood settled his body over his, bare skin sliding together, arousals bumping slightly. Wolfwood slid his lips down to Vash’s neck, enjoying the way the gunman’s bionic hand fisted in his hair and his hips arched up again to meet the priest’s.
Wolfwood’s hand slid off the bed, searching underneath the edge for something. Vash tried to glance down but all he could see as the top of Wolfwood’s head. He went to kiss it but the priest sat up suddenly, holding something in his hands. Vash pouted and gave him a quizzical look.
“What’s that?”
Wolfwood glanced up at him from underneath his hair as he twisted the top of what looked like a small bottle. He smirked.
“Oh….this? It’s just something to make things a little more interesting…” He trailed off as the top came off with a ‘pop’. “…Got it…” He whispered, pouring something out onto his hand.. He capped the bottle again with the other and placed it back on the floor. Vash gave him a strange look.
“What are yo-ah! AH!” He cut off, arching his back as his mouth dropped open when Wolfwood fisted a slick hand around his erection, making Vash pant and try to thrust up into the priest’s grasp. He continued to tug and slide till the Stampede was completely slick before turning his attention to his own erection. Vash’s eyes cracked open and he let out a low noise at the sight in front of him. Wolfwood on his knees between his splayed legs, running a curled hand up and down his own length and biting his lip. Vash twitched, his hips shifting on the bed, as he reached out a hand to the beautiful, incredibly sexy sight in front of him.
Wolfwood arched an eyebrow and leaned into Vash’s hand as it sought to bring him closer. He let go of himself and leaned over the gunman again, placing his hands either side of Vash’s head and catching the Stampede’s lips briefly before breaking the kiss.
Vash spread his thighs even wider as he felt the priest’s erection against his length, Wolfwood’s balls pressed firmly against his and the priest rotated his hips in a way that caused an ample amount of friction over sensitive areas, the Stampede’s fingers digging into his shoulders as he did it again.
“This is what I like…” He whispered huskily moving his hips and sliding his slick erection against the gunman’s. Vash’s heels dug into the bed and he groaned low in his throat, pushing his hips up to meet the priest’s when he rocked forward again. All he could manage to do was nod in response. Their erections slid together again and both hissed before Wolfwood leant down and captured Vash’s lips again, hips still moving.
Muffled moans and slick sliding sounds filled the night, till both cried out in completion, spurts of ropy white covering their stomachs and each other. Wolfwood collapsed, the strength of his arms failing him. Vash groaned in mock pain and they grinned at each other before sharing a loving kiss.
***end flashback***
The priest flicked the ash of his cigarette before taking one last drag and stubbing it out in the ashtray. He pushed it away and rolled onto his side, facing Vash. The gunman mumbled something in his sleep and half wriggled and rolled towards the priest and wrapped his arms around him. Wolfwood smiled sadly and placed a kiss against his temple before snuggling down and returning the embrace.
‘God I love him…so much…and it’s going to tear him apart when the end happens…’
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So...not a whole lot happened in this chapter...just gearing up for the meeting with Legato... Uni has only got a few more weeks to go so once the year is finished i'll have a lot more time to work on this! Please be paitent with me! *grins hopefully*
Thank you so much to all the people that have reviewed so far, everytime i post a chapter, it's all i think about for three-four days afterwards, just hoping that you guys will like it. It makes me so nervous! Just seeing that even one of you had reviewed makes me happy like you wouldn't even believe! I'm hoping that you will all enjoy the choices i've made about this fiction and that everyone will really love the story once we start getting into it...it's funny...it's been over 11 chapters and the plot is only just kinda starting!
Love you all so much!
Hellagoddess
Wolfwood sat by the window of the hotel room, smoking, with a glass of Wild Turkey in his hand. He was frowning and thinking, picking paint off the windowsill, and thinking some more. It had been almost six days since Legato had contacted him and he was still waiting for the Servant to tell him where they were supposed to be meeting. He still wasn’t sure what he’d do about Vash. Since that fateful drunken night where the confessional had started everything off, the two gunmen had been virtually inseparable. He didn’t think the Stampede would take to well to being told to go away for a few hours for no apparent reason.
He felt nervous that the meeting place was so close too. Who knows who could walk in and see him looking all cozy with the spiky-coated telepath. He was pretty sure that Vash knew who Legato was but the effort he was going to, in his mind, to keep them apart and unaware of each other, or at least make Vash unaware of Legato, was tremendous. Imaginary situations arose in his mind and he devised ways and techniques for getting out of them. Not that Legato would mak-.
A pain shot through his head.
‘Speak of the devil and he appears…’ Wolfwood thought, a smile cracking the grimace of pain on his face. Fortunately, Vash was out with Milly, buying something, and wouldn’t be back for a while so the priest had no need to hide his conversation.
Another pain and Wolfwood cursed, his normal healthy respect for his own life fading.
~Chapel~
~For God’s sake, Legato…do you really have to go to the effort?!~
Wolfwood heard Legato chuckle deeply, causing a sensation in his mind that made him feel like there were fingers crawling up his pants legs. Wolfwood resisted the urge to pat them down or rub away the feeling, knowing that was the reaction Legato wanted. He could almost hear the pout when he didn’t do anything and the feelings ceased.
~You know I find it entertaining, Chapel…now down to business…~
Wolfwood listened intently, not wanting to miss anything. The last time he’d misheard instructions it hadn’t gone too well.
~You will meet me in the first bar on the north end of town tomorrow afternoon. I have some things to discuss with you and to inform you about your next trip.~
‘Trip?! What trip?!’ Wolfwood’s eyes widened as he tried to keep his fluctuating emotions under control. Legato would just become worse if he realized he was getting to the priest.
~Do you understand?~
Wolfwood nodded, angrily flicking the ash of his cigarette. He heard a call from down on the street and looked to see Vash waving madly with an armload of something, a smiling Milly by his side. Wolfwood cracked a strained smile and subtly tried to give Legato a hurry up.
~Yes, yes, I understand. Surely you have more important things to do?~ He said in an effort to get rid of the Servant.
Legato actually sounded offended, and Wolfwood could almost see the calmly raised eyebrow.
~Trying to get rid of me Chapel? I wonder why that could be?~
Wolfwood could hear the devious pause and he froze.
‘No he wouldn’t do that…it would ruin everything! All their plans! Surely…!’
Legato chuckled.
~Maybe I should just stay here a while? Make that red-coated idiot question the glazed look in your eyes…hmmm…think it’d be fun Chapel?~ He laughed quietly at Wolfwood’s quickly surpressed flash of anger.
~Sorry…but today I do actually have other things to do…See you tomorrow…~
And he was gone.
With no pain this time either. Wolfwood almost frowned. Legato must have been distracted to not even bother with a parting headache. He didn’t have time to dwell on it because Vash was bursting through the door, exclaiming about their amazing purchases and Wolfwood had to pay attention to his ramblings, lest there be a quiz later.
///////
Nicholas D. glanced at the slumbering Stampede next to him, eyes devouring the sight of naked skin. After tonight, he didn’t think Vash would have any problems baring himself in front of the priest ever again. He was pretty sure he didn’t even have to cross his fingers and wish for luck.
***flashback***
Vash flopped onto the bed on his back next to Wolfwood who was smirking with some hidden knowledge.
“So what are we doing?” Vash asked lightly, trailing a gloved hand up Wolfwood’s forearm. The priest leant over and kissed him softly.
“Something new…”
Vash arched an eyebrow.
“New?”
Wolfwood smirked again.
“Yeah…you’ll like this…”
Vash slowly raised an eyebrow as Wolfwood trailed a hand down his front, popping the buttons open on his coat. He wriggled slightly when the priest started on the straps, faintly uncomfortable. But the biggest hurdle had been overcome, so when the leather finally came off, Vash looked into Wolfwood’s smiling eyes with a small amount of confidence in the priest’s feelings for him.
Wolfwood shucked his own clothing, smiling as Vash’s gaze veered away from him at the last moment. He crawled across the bed, receiving a startled gasp as he swiped his tongue across a scar before continuing up and claiming the gunman’s mouth in a heated kiss. Vash moaned as Wolfwood settled his body over his, bare skin sliding together, arousals bumping slightly. Wolfwood slid his lips down to Vash’s neck, enjoying the way the gunman’s bionic hand fisted in his hair and his hips arched up again to meet the priest’s.
Wolfwood’s hand slid off the bed, searching underneath the edge for something. Vash tried to glance down but all he could see as the top of Wolfwood’s head. He went to kiss it but the priest sat up suddenly, holding something in his hands. Vash pouted and gave him a quizzical look.
“What’s that?”
Wolfwood glanced up at him from underneath his hair as he twisted the top of what looked like a small bottle. He smirked.
“Oh….this? It’s just something to make things a little more interesting…” He trailed off as the top came off with a ‘pop’. “…Got it…” He whispered, pouring something out onto his hand.. He capped the bottle again with the other and placed it back on the floor. Vash gave him a strange look.
“What are yo-ah! AH!” He cut off, arching his back as his mouth dropped open when Wolfwood fisted a slick hand around his erection, making Vash pant and try to thrust up into the priest’s grasp. He continued to tug and slide till the Stampede was completely slick before turning his attention to his own erection. Vash’s eyes cracked open and he let out a low noise at the sight in front of him. Wolfwood on his knees between his splayed legs, running a curled hand up and down his own length and biting his lip. Vash twitched, his hips shifting on the bed, as he reached out a hand to the beautiful, incredibly sexy sight in front of him.
Wolfwood arched an eyebrow and leaned into Vash’s hand as it sought to bring him closer. He let go of himself and leaned over the gunman again, placing his hands either side of Vash’s head and catching the Stampede’s lips briefly before breaking the kiss.
Vash spread his thighs even wider as he felt the priest’s erection against his length, Wolfwood’s balls pressed firmly against his and the priest rotated his hips in a way that caused an ample amount of friction over sensitive areas, the Stampede’s fingers digging into his shoulders as he did it again.
“This is what I like…” He whispered huskily moving his hips and sliding his slick erection against the gunman’s. Vash’s heels dug into the bed and he groaned low in his throat, pushing his hips up to meet the priest’s when he rocked forward again. All he could manage to do was nod in response. Their erections slid together again and both hissed before Wolfwood leant down and captured Vash’s lips again, hips still moving.
Muffled moans and slick sliding sounds filled the night, till both cried out in completion, spurts of ropy white covering their stomachs and each other. Wolfwood collapsed, the strength of his arms failing him. Vash groaned in mock pain and they grinned at each other before sharing a loving kiss.
***end flashback***
The priest flicked the ash of his cigarette before taking one last drag and stubbing it out in the ashtray. He pushed it away and rolled onto his side, facing Vash. The gunman mumbled something in his sleep and half wriggled and rolled towards the priest and wrapped his arms around him. Wolfwood smiled sadly and placed a kiss against his temple before snuggling down and returning the embrace.
‘God I love him…so much…and it’s going to tear him apart when the end happens…’
***************
So...not a whole lot happened in this chapter...just gearing up for the meeting with Legato... Uni has only got a few more weeks to go so once the year is finished i'll have a lot more time to work on this! Please be paitent with me! *grins hopefully*
Thank you so much to all the people that have reviewed so far, everytime i post a chapter, it's all i think about for three-four days afterwards, just hoping that you guys will like it. It makes me so nervous! Just seeing that even one of you had reviewed makes me happy like you wouldn't even believe! I'm hoping that you will all enjoy the choices i've made about this fiction and that everyone will really love the story once we start getting into it...it's funny...it's been over 11 chapters and the plot is only just kinda starting!
Love you all so much!
Hellagoddess