The Bet

Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun or make money off this story.


Vash looked at Meryl, concern spreading over his face. She looked almost like a porcelain doll sitting on top of the toilet seat, her head down and completely inanimate at first glance.

It had been an odd day to be sure, and Meryl getting sick all over herself on the way to the motel room seemed like a perfectly reasonable way to end the night.

"Meryl." Vash patted her cheek with his gloved hand lightly, trying to rouse her from her inebriated state.

Meryl looked at him blankly, with no real understanding of the situation. Vash sighed. The water in the bath was running steadily, making the bathroom warm and damp.

"Vash." Her voice was almost inaudible but he was sure she had said it. She made a soft, girlish sigh and smiled, her head rolling backwards.

"Woah, woah!" Vash quickly cupped the back of her head, steadying her. Her head slumped again.

"Look, I'm about to help you into the bath. You got sick on yourself..." Vash's eyes rolled looking around the bathroom. He wasn't sure but he felt as if he were talking to himself.

Vash pulled Meryl's dress over her head, careful not to knock her off her perch on the toilet. He discarded the vomit soaked dress to a corner of the bathroom and began to carefully place Meryl into the warm bath water.

Her eyes blinked open as soon as she was in, a confused look spreading over her face until she met his gaze. He could see that she recognized him and she appeared very relieved. Her head swung, her cheek grazing her bare shoulder.

Vash looked at her small form and felt a little bit of shame. All he could think about was how beautiful and vulnerable she looked, her pearly white bra and panties soaked by the warm bath water, and his own lack of self control startled him. There was a beast inside of him, of that he was sure. He had saved her without even flinching, without fighting, he had kept his cool. Yet his own craving for her warm flesh was now getting the better of him.

"Vash, thank you." Her voice was soft, and it surprised him.

He paused for a moment, and almost as if snapping back into reality, smiled. "Um... I'm going to go get you a towel."

Vash left the bathroom quickly, composing himself. He knew he needed to get a grip on the situation. He knew he needed to push those thoughts away, even though they savagely consumed him.

When Vash walked back into the bathroom, Meryl was standing up. She looked more than a little disappointed.

"I feel better now" Her head stayed down but her eyes drifted upward and stared into his emptily.

Vash tried not to look at the soft curves of her body but he felt his heart pounding. Meryl was warm and wet. Vash could feel his self-control slipping out from beneath him.

"Here you go." Vash managed a smile, but swallowed hard as he laid the towel on top of the toilet.

His heart was pounding as she stepped out of the tub, her breasts perky and dancing as she dried her lovely legs. Vash couldn't help himself. She was so beautiful, he felt himself growing hard.

"Um.." Vash stiffened in that cute, goofy way he often did and Meryl couldn't help but smile, at least inwardly.

Meryl looked up at him, eyes glinting.

Vash breathed hard.

He wanted to ask her to kiss him. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her tender little mouth, and imagined her lips wrapped around the length of him. "Meryl, I... Well, I wanted to..."

Vash shook his head. He had to get a grip on the situation. He was losing control, fast.

A truce. "You just look good. I'm sorry, I can't help myself." The truth, Vash thought. "I just wish you would wrap the towel around you. I mean, you're half naked! What can I do!"

Meryl looked at him quite puzzled. Then a little angry. "You're the one that chose to stay in here, you big idiot. Why didn't you just go in the other room?"

Ouch. He could see she didn't need his help anymore. Vash grinned and Meryl could swear she saw every one of his teeth, "oh yeah..."

Then he laughed in that silly, nervous way he usually does.

Meryl stopped, startled. Realization. She looked up at Vash, thinking herself quite clever, "oh I get it. You're trying to play dumb aren't you."

Oh. No.

"You thought that because you helped me back then that I should 'return the favor' didn't you. You thought you could trick me with your little innocent act, is that right?"

"No, no!" Vash felt quite guilty, but he knew those weren't his intentions. "I mean, when you put it like that.."

"What?!" Meryl was back to being Meryl.

"You're missunderstanding me!" That's right. Ease the situation. Make her understand. "It wasn't like that, I swear! I just...I don't know. Please don't be mad. It wasn't anything like that. I just care about you and stuff..."

Vash fumbled nervously. "And you were kinda messed up."

Those big, blue eyes almost made her melt.

He smiled big, eyebrows up. A truce. He was throwing up a white flag.

Meryl's breath hitched. "Idiot." Was she smiling?

"Well uh..." Vash's voice broke the long and awkward pause. "I'm gonna go get ready for bed!" He stretched his long arms high, and Meryl felt her blood hum as she took in the sight of his large, stretching form.

When Meryl walked out of the bathroom, Vash was making a pallet on the floor beside the large double bed in the middle of the room. His hair was messy and he was humming to himself absent-mindedly. He wore black sweatpants and a worn out white shirt with sleeves that looked to be a little longer than his arms. Vash was crouching, and Meryl could see the small of his back from beneath the shirt, could see the small scars nestled there.

"What are you doing?"

Meryl's soft voice startled Vash. She noticed him stiffen.

"I'm, uhm, making a pallet." Vash looked over his shoulder, a big, dumb smile on his face, then resumed his work.

Meryl walked gracefully to the bed, naught but a towel wrapped around her. Vash tried to ignore her, gods but he did! He tried not to imagine her writhing beneath him with pleasure.

Vash could feel her, watching him.

"Why?" Meryl tried to look confused when she really just felt kind of hurt.

"To sleep on?" Vash truly was a lot like a child. Meryl's heart went out to him, she was touched by his innocence.

And maybe it was the alcohol, but Meryl was suddenly filled with boldness. She wanted to mess him. To make him submit to her. Her dark little heart fluttered, and she gasped inwardly, despite herself. To make him squeal, make him squirm, to dominate him completely. The thought rushed to her so quickly and abruptly, she actually felt startled when Vash finally spoke.

"Did you hear me?" Vash was smiling brightly.

Meryl was startled, "...what?"

"I said..." Vash snickered, "we could sleep together if you wanted to."

She thought she saw him wink, but she couldn't be sure. He truly didn't know what he was
getting into. Meryl's mind was bending and twisting in ways that Vash couldn't even begin to know. Perhaps Vash was just kidding, seeing how much he could get away with. Meryl didn't care. It startled her how much this man could make her feel. Just everything about him. How he had perverted her. She wanted to punish him for being so damn tempting..

Suddenly, Meryl let go of her towel and looked at him. It was a bold move, and Vash just sat there, mouth open. He really couldn't see how things could be so easy, but he was beginning to not care. If she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. Oh, gods. Vash's heart jumped.

Meryl's hair was still damp, and her bra and panties were gone. Vash couldn't complain. "Meryl?" Oh yes. Oh God. His head was pounding so hard, it was impairing his hearing.

She sat there for a minute, looking smug, torturing him. Meryl fell back onto the bed, and Vash couldn't take his eyes off her nipples, so soft and beautiful pointing up at the ceiling. He wanted to suck them. More than anything, he just wanted to taste her.

And then she did something he didn't expect. She backed up towards the pillows and pulled the blankets over her legs.

"Hey, now. That's not very nice." Vash looked genuinely hurt.

"You said you wanted to sleep together." Meryl's boldness startled even her. "So come on then."

Vash looked like he had just won money or something, and he jumped up excitedly.

"Wait." This was going to be fun. "You can't wear your clothes. It's a rule."

Vash smiled, his teeth on his lip as he undid the buttons on his pants, and began to pull up his shirt. That look he gave almost undid her. Meryl's breath was ragged. She just wanted to feel his skin on her skin; wanted him to fuck her softly into the mattress.

Vash's shirt sighed when it hit the floor. Before Meryl could blink, he was sliding beside her. "No." She couldn't help but smile, "get under the covers with me."

"Yes Ma'am!!" Vash looked like he was howling. He was very obedient to her. He knew how lucky he was. He wanted to please her so badly.

Vash could feel her soft body pressed up against his and he couldn't help but groan. He took her mouth to his hungrily, making sweet movements with his tongue, rhythmatic and soft. Her mouth was hot on his and he couldn't help but smile deviously against her lips. "I'm going to make you feel so good." His hand was suddenly on her breast, softly pinching her right nipple, then releasing, then pinching again.

Meryl couldn't close her mouth. He was such a tease. "Oh.." Yes. Like that.

His hand slowly eased down her soft stomach, over her hips and around to her ass. Vash caressed it lightly before giving her a firm smack. Vash smiled pulling her closer.

Meryl's back arched as she pressed her breasts against his chest. She could feel his hand on her knee, slowly rushing up her thigh, pushing her legs apart and at the same time pushing her onto her back. Oh God. She wanted this. Wanted to be fucked. "Ah...!" Meryl's hips bucked when she felt his fingers brush just so lightly over her breasts. "...P-please."

Vash sighed as he took her mouth and worked his lips feverishly against her own. She was so sensitive, his head was pounding and his cock was throbbing, aching against her.

Meryl took notice and ran her fingers over the head of it, a little too lightly. Vash sighed with pleasure as his erection twitched, pleading against her soft hand for more.

"Meryl..." Just his soft pleading for her was enough to make her heart jump and undo her. He felt her thumb brush over the head of his cock. Vash couldn't help but buck against her, trying desperately to breathe, to stop his head from spinning, to control his desire, his need. "please. Meryl...God, yes..." He wanted her so badly.

He didn't really need to say it.

"What do you want?" She ran her teeth against his neck, grazing over his adam's apple, rendering him helpless and at her absolute mercy.

Meryl cupped his balls and she felt a groan rise in his throat.

"Just say it." She was loving this, teasing him.

"...Oh." Meryl. He felt her squeeze his dick, hard at its' base and run her hand up the length of him. He smiled and looked at her with only one eye open. "you are the worst tease."

"Not that!" She couldn't help but laugh. She felt so good; everything felt so right.
He caught her mouth with his own, replacing that good feeling with his own desire, working his mouth against hers. Nibbling at her lips, swiveling his head and pushing against her own wanting mouth with bruising force. Meryl could feel him, hard and pushing against her thigh. He sighed desperately against her, breathing ragged, almost completely undone at this point. What little ounce of self control he had left was quickly fading "...Meryl.." Everytime he said her name it made her heart jump. He had to have her.

Vash eased a careful hand down the length of her, so that she could feel the tip of his middle finger just against her clit. "Yess..." she hissed. Oh God. "..touch me." She begged.

Vash ran a finger across her slick spot, feeling the searing heat there. Meryl was so wet for him. He sighed against her ear.

Vash thought he might explode, the anticipation was absolutely killing him. Meryl could feel his heart pounding loudly in his chest against her.

He rolled on top of her, a dark, drugged look in his eyes. He kissed her again. Meryl could feel the tip of him against her warm opening. She knew he was at his wits end. Vash's jaw was wide, he let out a hot breath.

Vash grabbed his cock and moved it up and down, between her slick folds. She was so wet; so ready for him. He couldn't think clearly anymore. His head was clouded with desire; his heart was pounding, his dick was throbbing. He needed this, needed her. She was so beautiful, looking up at him with such want in her eyes. Writhing with such pleasure.

He wanted to make her feel it. Again and again and again.

When Vash was finally inside her, she couldn't help but moan. She had wanted him there so badly. He moved inside of her, filling her up. His thrusts were met by her own "...Vash.." She loved saying his name. She said it again and again.

When he lowered his mouth over her nipple, it pushed her to the edge. "Oh, God!" Yes, It felt so good. Everything felt so perfect.

Vash pushed Meryl's legs up beside her ears, penetrating her so deeply, touching every secret part of her. "Ah.." He couldn't control himself anymore. He fucked her so hard and so fast and she began to buck underneath him.

"I...I'm..."

Vash knew she was about to come and he fucked her even harder, making her cry out as she felt herself coming hard, her inner muscles clamping down hard on his cock. It sent Vash over the edge.

"Meryl...you feel so good."

She giggled and pulled his mouth to hers', torturing his chest with her light kisses and squeezing her inner muscles tightly around him. "Ah...Oh, God. Yes, Meryl. Do that..."
Vash's eyes fluttered open and he cried out as he thrusted once more, this time more deeply than ever. Meryl could feel his release deep inside of her.

As soon as his convulsions stopped, Meryl let her head hit the pillow, and Vash quickly collapsed beside her. Vash's forehead rolled onto the pillow so that he could get a good look at her, and he smiled awkwardly.

Meryl giggled, "that was pretty good..."

Vash reached around and grabbed her ass again, using it to pull her close, "how bout we do it again?" He was smiling wildly.

"Vash!"

Meryl's heart sang. She couldn't recall ever feeling so happy.