"Ghost" Trigun x reader

Feathers

'But I agree.'

Your eyes shot open, staring in disbelieve at the man in front of you that had an unusual drawn-out expression with the smile he gave you. You kept his gaze this time, wondering if he would taken back his words or admit he was joking. But, as it became evident that he was serious and as you processed the implications of his words, you felt your cheeks flush red and broke eye-contact once more. What was it with this man's stare that had your mind and body go so weak?

A warm silence grew between the both of you, heavy with anticipation.

'May I? he finally broke the silence after a minute, his voice husky and laced with a want that made your breath catch in your throat and the fluttering in your chest reach new highs.

His face had gotten so close you felt the tickles of his stray strings of hair on your forehead and his controlled slow breaths on the tip of your nose. Your eyes were fixated on the fabric of his black turtleneck covering his chest as if it was the most fascinating thing you had seen in your life.

Taking a shaky breath, you gave a small nod, knowing you couldn't speak at the moment even if you had tried. You gulped unconsciously as you willed your eyelids close, and took all your courage to raise your chin.

You dreaded the seconds before both your lips met, but Vash never even gave you time to fear them. As if he had barely been restraining himself until that moment, his soft lips captured yours in an instant, making you swallow a small sound of surprise in the back of your throat. Sparks flooded all across your face and down your neck, transforming into shivers at your spine. Unconsciously, your hands grasped harder onto him.

As if sensing your surprise, the blond man slowed into reassuring but just as hungry motions, claiming your lips with a gentle force. A fire started in your lower abdomen merging with the sparks and putting your mind under thicker and thicker waves of abandonment. As you relaxed into the kiss, Vash only seemed to grow needier. His warm soft lips demanding more and more. You struggled to keep up and when he titled his head ever so slightly and you felt his tongue glide over your now-sensitive lips, you never even considered doing anything but allowing him in.

He took possession of you in mere seconds, holding your mouth and tongue hostage as you could do nothing but accompany him and bathe in the pleasure. With every twirl your tongues danced with each other, the fire in your stomach grew making you flex your thighs around him, in a desperate attempt to extinguish the need down there growing ever so strong. However, as if triggering him, Vash's grip on the back of your thighs strengthened, his fingers grabbing your flesh almost painfully, his kiss deepening even further.

At the sudden influx of sensations, you couldn't help but let a moan that had been trapped in your throat out, only for it to be muffled by Vash and a small groan of his own. Your skin and lungs felt on fire, your head spun wildly and no matter how much you dug your nails in the blond man's shoulders, the pressure in your lower abdomen kept rising.

Unwillingly, but not being able to handle the overload of feelings and the burning of your lungs, you pulled back and gasped for air. You felt his lips follow yours for an instant, as if he was unwilling to let you go just yet.

'Vash...?' you mewled in a shaky breath, going to open your eyes but only seeing dark.

You yelped as he repositioned you to now hold you with only his right hand, his left one having gone to cover your eyes.

Again, still without speaking a word and only with deep strained breaths, you felt him angle forward and nest his face in the crook of your neck on the left side, making you inhale sharply at the sensation of his warm breath on your skin and the sparks making you shiver when he gently placed a kiss right above your collarbone with his still damp lips.

You whimpered through quivering breaths as he started softly sucking on the spot.

You tried to move away, but his hand on your face wouldn't let you cower away and lifting your shoulder only resulted in him moving higher up the side of your neck. Strands of his hair trailed on your jawline, and they somehow felt softer and more vigorous than you remembered them, almost prickling at your skin.

You could feel by his accelerated breathing and grip on you; the man was getting dangerously drawn in by the sensations, slowly forgetting how this all had started. You needed to bring him back to reality before you both did something you might regret later, even if denying it now would feel torturous.

'Va-aash!' you went to call him, but you voice quickly devolved into a drawn-out moan as your felt sharp teeth graze your sweet spot.

In an instant, without ever even flinching or a warning move, the man had thrown you over his bed. He still covered your eyes, and his hair must have become undone in the motion because you felt a softness tickle your arms and upper chest as Vash took labored breaths in the nook of your neck. Only holding himself above you on his left elbow next to your head, you could feel his every inhale. His right hand had moved up to your waist under your clothes and his legs between yours were sending dangerous heated sparks all over your lower body,

Your mind was fogged and you fought to keep yourself together as the heat and throbbing need in between your thighs grew to an ache. This devil was going to be your unravelling at this rate.

'Va-', you went to speak again, but he interrupted you with a strained voice.

'Luck, you can't- you need to stop- saying my name like...like that.' He struggled to get out, almost through gritted teeth against your skin.

You gulped and held your breath, understanding more than enough of what he meant. However, what your mind understood and what you body did were polar opposites. You clenched your jaw, fighting the desire and impulses running rampant in your chest and lower abdomen. After a minute, feeling slightly less submerged, you took controlled breath just as Vash had done moments prior.

You both spend several minutes like this, simply breathing in the other's scent. When the softness on your exposed arms and chest receded, you relaxed a bit more, and the blond man didn't waste time lifting his head from where it had rested.

Letting go of his shoulders, he raised himself of off you, shuffling to the side of the bed but still refusing to lift his hand from your upper face. Still laying there, you waited for him to removed it. However, when he didn't, you gently sat up.

When, even then, you felt his reticence to remove his hand, you reached for it with your own. What had this man so embarrassed he wanted to hide from you gaze so badly? Delicately, you grabbed his gloved hand and began pulling it down. Blinking a couple of times to adjust your eyes to the lights in the room, you looked up at the man sitting on the edge of the bed. He was staring back at you with worried and guilt filled eyes, his shoulders heavy with a weight you couldn't figure out. A light glow of flush still remaining on his cheeks, he otherwise showed no sign of whatever had just happened between the two of you.

Squeezing his hand and giving him a reassuring smile, you let go of it to reach for a feather sticking out of his hair. Bringing it down, you went to show him, but that is when you noticed that quite a number of white feathers were scattered all over the bed and the both of you. You couldn't help but snort behind your hand at the sight.

'I think we went a bit too hard on the pillows...oups.'

Vash's eyes widened at your comment, as he didn't quite believe that was the first thing you would say after the prior events. He then bursted out in a cascading laughter, holding his upper face as he let his laughter resonate against the ceiling and walls.

As relief washed over you at his reaction and as all the tension left you body, you couldn't help but join him in his hysterics. The sound of your laughs fuelled his and soon enough the both of you were clutching your stomach aching with cramps.

'You're something, you know that Luck?' Vash asked after several minutes, out of breath laying on his back next to you.

'Yes, I've been told,' you replied proudly back, in between two labored inhales. 'You're a true devil, you know that?'

'Devilishly handsome, yes I've been told.'

You slightly slapped him over the chest at his snarky comment, only for you two to burst out laughing once again into the night.