Red is the Color of Passion

Red Is the Color of Passion Disclaimer:I do not own Trigun. But I\'d like to.



Wolfwood couldn\'t help but fantasize about his friend and traveling companion. There was just something about Vash the Stampede that made him irresistible. Made Nicholas want to throw him down on the bed and take him passionately. But there was still one unasked question: Did Vash love him back?


Vash stretched elegantly and opened his eyes to the new morning.

\"It\'s another beautiful day Rem. I wish you could see it.\"

He completed his morning workout and meditation as usual, and went down to breakfast. Wolfwood wasn\'t much of a cook, but he made great omlettes and Vash was always happy to enjoy them. Even if it was just to see the smile on the face of his companion as Vash praised his cooking. Lately more and more he had sensed that he was becoming closer with Wolfwood, and that they were beginning to become greater friends. Maybe more? There was still the occasional spat amongst them, but what friendship didn\'t have its quarrels. He had let out a major secret the other night about his past before he even knew he had said it, but it was already too late to take it back. He had told Wolfwood that he had a twin brother and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. But his friend had already heard and wanted to know more. Vash had ended up telling him everything, and when he was done with his story Wolfwood had noticed tears streaming down Vash\'s face. He had wanted so badly to reach out and wipe them away. To hold him close and tell him that everything would be alright. Wolfwood wanted so badly to kiss away his tears and revel in their salty taste, while Vash whispered his name. He had instead resisted the urges and given Vash a friendly pat on the back. Wolfwood hated himself for being the way he was, and he wondered if maybe his advances would scare Vash away rather than having the effects he wanted. He would just have to keep trying and see if it worked.

That evening Vash and Wolfwood sat out on the porch watching the sunset. Wolfwood was smoking yet another cigarette, while Vash absentmindedly petted the small black cat curled in his lap, a content look on his face. At that moment Wolfwood would have given anything to be in that cat\'s place. He reached out a hand to pet the animal only to have it hiss and bite his hand. He pulled back his now bleeding fingers and started to get up to get a band-aide, when Vash did something unexpected. He leapt to his feet, and came over to Wolfwood and grabbed his hands.

\"Nick, are you ok?! We better get you some antiseptic, I heard cat bites can become infected really quickly. Come on!\"

Without even knowing what he was doing, Vash had pulled his friend all the way to the bathroom. He rummaged in the drawers and cabinets until he found what he was looking for. Very carefully he applied the antiseptic to the cuts, and affixed the band aides. When he was finished he looked up at Wolfwood, only to turn away blushing. The affection and adoration in those stormy grey-blue eyes was enough to send a shiver down his spine. When he turned back to Wolfwood Vash was shocked to find him only inches away from his face. Vash\'s blush deepened and his eyes widened a fraction. He took a step back and met the wall, and Wolwood still followed, edging ever closer. He could feel the other man\'s hot breath against his face as he spoke.

\"Well Vash, I guess I owe you a thank you don\'t I ?\"

And with that he closed the distance between them. Vash gasped as he felt Wolfwood\'s lips press against his own, his hand moving behind his head to grasp the blonde spikes and gently tug him forward, deepening the kiss. Vash was aware of an arm slinking around his slim waist, pulling him forward so that he was pressed up against Wolfwood\'s body. He felt the tip of a tongue trying to part his lips, and when he opened his mouth he found that Wolfwood spared no time in getting what he was after. The dark-haired man explored every corner of Vash\'s mouth, and he didn\'t stop until they were both out of breath. When Wolfwood broke the kiss and gasped for air, Vash thought it was over. But was surprised beyond words when his companion scooped him up and headed for one of the bedrooms.

Upon choosing a room, Wolfwood laid Vash down on the bed and crawled on top of him, straddling his hips. Vash blushed again, and began to fiddle with his earring nervously. Wolfwood thought it was one of the cutest sights he had ever seen, and he leaned down close to Vash and kissed him once again. Vash immediately let go of the earring and he reached a hand up to thread his fingers through Wolfwood\'s ebony hair. Wolfwood smiled around the kiss and slid his hand inside Vash\'s coat, tracing his collarbone with his fingertips. Vash moaned softly and shuddered at the sensation as Wolfwood\'s hands traveled lower and began to undue the buttons on his trenchcoat. At the same time he was aware that he was slowly giving in to the temptations that had been plaguing his mind ever since he had become friends with Nicholas, and it felt good. Before he knew it had happened at all, Wolfwood had removed the red garment, and was now working on the black jumpsuit underneath. After a few minutes of watching his partner struggle to find the zipper, Vash unzipped it himself, and Wolfwood seemed to drool as the fabric sensuously peeled itself from his body. Vash gasped in pleasure as Wolfwood began to trail his tongue over his skin. He stopped at every scar and brushed along it with his fingers, lingering longer at every point that was extra sensitive and using it to further pleasure his victim. Vash thrashed about underneath him gasping and moaning, and needless to say the sight aroused Wolfwood greatly. Vash could feel his friend\'s arousal through his clothes, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he acted on it. He chuckled to himself as he thought: /Hmm, will I be a seme or an uke tonight?/.

As Wolfwood continued his ministrations Vash couldn\'t help but notice that he was the only one without any clothes on at the moment, and he reached up and tugged at the collar of Wolfwood\'s wrinkled white shirt. Wolfwood looked up at him confused, and Vash laughed and said,

\"Now this just isn\'t fair. You still have all your clothes on, and here I am completely without. We better do something about this.\"

Wolfwood laughed and ruffled Vash\'s hair. He then proceeded to undress until he too was without clothing. Having accomplished \"fairness\", he kissed Vash once more and went back to where he had left off. He ran his fingers over the scarred skin, tracing each scar individually. He stopped when he reached the metal grate that covered the spot where Vash\'s heart would have been. He wondered just what had happened in the incident that had caused it to be placed there. Vash, sensing his hesitation at that area, shifted uncomfortably underneanth him, causing a white hot flash of pleasure to burst in front of his eyes at the friction against his aching groin. He moaned out loud and ground his hips against the blonde, earning himself another wave. He took that opportunity to look down at his companion, only to grin admiringly at what he saw before him. Vash was, for lack of a better word, huge! But not so large that it offset his slim, yet muscular body. Just....

\"Perfect.\"

The words had escaped Wolfwood\'s lips before he knew it, and Vash stared at him. Wolfwood thought it was strange how he could get lost in those beautiful aquamarine eyes of his.

\"Did you say something Nick?\"

\"Huh? Um n-no I didn\'t say anything....Vash are you sure you want to do this?\"

Vash stared into Wolfwood\'s dark eyes and he nodded.

\"Yes Nicholas, I do....I\'ve wanted to tell you for the longest time....how I feel about you. But....I didn\'t want you to think the wrong thing....and....I thought you would think that I was....flawed or ugly because of my scars....I-\"

Vash was cut off as Nicholas seized his lips in a passionate, fiery kiss, and didn\'t let go until niether of them could breathe. Vash gazed up at Wolfwood through half-lidded, glazed eyes, and watched as he fumbled in the drawer next to them for the small bottle of suntan oil Vash kept for the exceptionally hot desert days. Finding what he was looking for Wolfwood turned to him and smiled warmly, shaking the contents of the bottle into his hand. Nick quickly prepared himself and Vash felt him move his hand to his entrance. He gasped in shock as Wolfwood inserted one finger inside of him, and then swiftly added a second. Both men were now covered in a light sheen of sweat, and Vash\'s breath came in short gasps, as Wolfwood retracted his fingers and positioned himself.


Vash cried out as Wolfwood pushed into him, instantly striking a sensitive spot. His hands curled in the sheets, and he tugged on them as his lover fully impaled him. Once he was securely inside, Wolfwood stopped and let Vash adjust to his size before continuing. He closely monitored Vash\'s facial features for any signs of discomfort. When the blonde nodded reassuringly, he began to move against him, slowly at first, but gaining speed as he became more confident. He loved the being below him, and he wasn\'t about to hurt him by doing something foolish. Vash ran his hands through his blonde spikes, and lightly pulled on them as he came closer to climax. Wolfwood had begun to thrust into him harder and harder, and it was pushing him over the edge. Especially when his partner had reached a hand down to his neglected erection, and began to stroke him tenderly as he thrusted. Vash couldn\'t take anymore, and he knew both of them were close. So close.


Wolfwood began to speed up as he felt Vash tighten around him, getting ready to climax. He himself was not far off as well, and as he gave one final thrust as deep as he could go, he came hard inside the blonde. At the same time Vash gave a loud cry, and climaxed over himself, and over Wolfwood as well as he collapsed on top of him. The two lay there for a while listening to each other\'s rapid breathing, before Wolfwood thought he could summon the strength to move again. He gently pulled away, and rolled over next to Vash, who gazed at him with hazy but love-filled eyes. Wolfwood smiled and pulled him into another kiss. One that was full of love and compassion for the man next to him. In that moment time seemed to freeze. There was no Knives or Gung Ho Guns to worry about. No one screaming in pain. No gunshots being fired. There was just Vash and Wolfwood, and the love they shared with each other. They both knew that the moment wouldn\'t last, but they were comfortable in knowing that there would be many more to come, and that filled them with hope. They held each other for the longest time. Neither wanting to let go. Vash turned to Wolfwood.


\"I love you Nicholas.\"

\"I love you too Vash.\"

\"Forever?\"

\"Forever.\"
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Whew, that was my first yaoi fic ever!! [hugs Vash plushie] I hope you all absolutely loved it! If I get some good reviews I\'ll post some more stories for y\'all. Review please, and thank you. ^.^