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    The ridges of his spine, the scar tissue that somehow stopped just short of marring the perfect line down the middle of his back, the… were those screws? But Meryl instantly forgot the strange and exciting bolts sticking out of his flesh when Vash's lips touched the top of her breast. When had he unbuttoned her shirt? Why nakde he unbuttoned her nakef was more like it. He was a man so it was different for him to take off his shirt and- and she didn't remember telling him this was okay! Blushing deeper and confirming Vash's suspicion that her flush went past just her neck if he hadn't already figured it out for himself, Meryl slapped a hand down over the exposed part of her Trigun naked porn and looked up, only to be met Trifun a pair of watery puppy dog eyes.

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    He was trying to distract her with his mouth, but Trigyn was wise to his cunning plan to stifle her protests! Vash pulled away and cupped her face in his hands. The objection in her eyes sputtered and died oorn he bumped their noses together and smiled. It was disarming all her na,ed and turning Tgigun on at nakeed same time. A truly deadly combination. Did he use this on all the Trjgun he chased after, or was this a special look only she was privy to? Meryl swallowed and looked away, but his insistent fingers were under her chin, turning her face towards him. They were all the same: Beautiful TTrigun a nice rack. There usually wasn't any other sort of unifying personality feature, but she had porj and she knew what she did Girl licking friends pussy didn't have.

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    Vash finished parting the folds of her shirt away from her chest and sat back to enjoy his handiwork. He knew he was making Meryl nervous, but he wasn't about to rush this. Her breasts were small—perfect—and her nipples were as cute as the rest of her and perky too, further evidence that she was highly amendable to everything they'd been doing together. But hurt and self-consciousness didn't suit her, so just to prove that he really didn't have a type unless it was her, and also simply because he couldn't resist, Vash dropped a kiss on the top of one of her amazing breasts. And then more or less couldn't stop himself from moving down the dip between her breasts and outlining them with kisses, or from teasing her sensitive nipples with his lips, his tongue, and his fingers.

    He'd do anything to keep her gasping like that. Meryl fisted a hand in Trigun naked porn hair and tried not to think beyond what he was doing with his mouth and how it felt and… she just tried to avoid thinking period. Because if she thought at nakrd about what he was doing to her, then she started thinking about other places that would nakee greatly from the addition of his mouth. When said mouth drifted to her stomach, another extremely sensitive part of her started clamoring for attention, and Meryl wasn't sure how she felt about Vash the Stampede wrecking havoc down there.

    Though sources seemed to indicate that form of devastation would be entirely welcome. But, to her minor disappointment, Vash decided her mouth had been idle too long—even though her vocal chords had been quite busy—and decided to occupy it with his. They settled into a rhythm of slow, languid kisses that left Meryl with enough grey matter to start exploring Vash's back again. Her fingers couldn't resist retracing their way down his spine to find those very appealing screws, and once she'd mapped around them with her fingers, she began following some very intricate gouges at the base of his spine.

    Vash chuckled against her mouth. It was nice to know she'd never be tempted to run away by the sight of his body. Much the oppositve, in fact. Meryl was about to protest that it wasn't like she had a thing for them or anything like that—even though they both knew better—but just then her fingers slid beneath the waistband of Vash's pants and he squeaked and jerked away from her. It took Meryl a few lengthy seconds of shocked silence before she realized that the most dangerous gunman in all the world was giggling like a child.

    Meryl only stared at him. Then she realized what had just happened and started laughing too. You're ticklish on your ass! Vash instantly broke out in helpless giggles and tried to push her away. Yours is apparently your butt. When she tried to outwit him with her other hand, he anticipated her movements and caught her other wrist, pinning her hands above her head with ease. He took a few seconds to catch his breath, and then he treated her to the same grin she'd been displaying earlier. He tried the usual places first—her neck and under her arms. When she made no response, he trailed his hands over her in apparent confusion.

    Meryl bore it all with smug enjoyment until Vash's wandering hands travelled over her chest. For a second she struggled against his hand, but then his touch became more of a caress and she looked up into intent eyes. He kissed her, and when he nudged her thighs apart with one leg to settle his weight between them, she sighed into his mouth. This was the first time he'd rested his entire weight on top of her. Before he'd leaned over her at an awkward angle, and Meryl had to admit she liked this much better. He was extremely warm, and despite that she was too, she still found it very pleasant. This man had so much going for him already, it wasn't fair that he was so damn warm too. Meryl hummed happily when he laced their fingers together, bringing their hands to rest next to her head and burying his face in her neck.

    She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his breathing in her ear. The metal grill over his heart was pressing into her chest, but she found she didn't mind. He was conscientiously keeping most of his weight off of her, so she enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by his body without being smothered. Did she have to fit so perfectly to his body? Her legs were only resting alongside his, and all he could think of was wrapping them around his waist. Of course he knew she'd fit under his chin, considering how much shorter than him she was, but did she have to fit so perfectly into his arms? He could only imagine what it would be like to be inside her, and it embarrassed him how much he wanted it.

    Surely Meryl was aware of it herself, but he certainly didn't want her thinking that was all he wanted from her. Vash pressed a quick kiss to the side of her neck and moved to rest his forehead against hers. He sighed, closing his eyes and turning his face into her touch and she knew. She wanted so much more than a one-night stand with this man, and she suspected he did as well. Vash reflexively drew away from her, and she took the opportunity to run her finger over the long surgical scar running down his stomach to the left of his belly button.

    Did somebody try to steal your kidney? And, don't tell me, you were attacked and hot, scalding frying oil started flying around and then you got stabbed with sharp, donut-related debris. I know how to make donuts and everything! Meryl smiled despite herself. Somehow Vash's ability to morph between innocent boy, village idiot, and dangerous criminal never ceased to amaze her. How could he be so confident with her body one moment, and then blush like a virgin when she expressed a desire she knew they both wanted? There were some things neither of them was comfortable with just yet.

    But he wasn't expecting her other hand to fist in his hair and pull him down for a kiss. Then she hooked one leg around his waist and pushed her hips upward to meet his, and Vash instinctively wrapped one hand around her hip. She had lovely hips, and he would have loved to explore them more, but he was too concerned with matching his rhythm to hers, for every time they connected at just the right angle, Meryl would gasp breathlessly against his mouth. He'd be the worst kind of liar if he didn't admit to having… certain ideas about her hips. Specifically ideas about pushing that short little white skirt up them, dragging her navy tights down them, and doing positively illegal things to all the smooth, luxurious skin beneath.

    Not content simply to let his hands rest on the prominent points of her hipbones, he ran them down the outside of her thighs, knowing that without the tights his hands would be free to travel the length of her wonderful bare legs. There was an extreme difference between knowing he wanted her and knowing he wanted her, Meryl thought, somewhere in-between digging her blunt fingertips into Vash's shoulders and pressing her hips into his. This was amazing, but all too soon she was lamenting the clothing that separated them, especially when Vash's hands moved from her chest, down her waist, to her legs, and then retraced their steps. Her legs were slightly jealous of her chest, and the rest of her had to agree that this rivalry was both silly and unnecessary.

    All Vash needed to do was get rid of her tights and she could feel the rough calluses on the pads of his fingers from her head down to her toes. Everywhere sounded nice, actually. He should get on that. The problem was that he couldn't get her tights off like this, but they were both enjoying themselves immensely. It wasn't a problem he was capable of solving when she moaned into his ear like that or rubbed herself against him like that. But somehow—after a few indecisive minutes spent nibbling at her neck—he mustered the superhuman control necessary to hold her hips steady long enough to regain some higher brain function, which left the two of them panting and staring into each other's half-lidded eyes at they recovered.

    When Meryl finally got around to opening her eyes, she found that Vash looked just as out of it as she was. Actually, there was something very sexy about an exposed, vulnerable Vash. His hair had been just as pointy as it always was when they went to bed, but now the majority of it was listing downwards in various directions, the way it did after he showered, or in the mornings after he'd just gotten up. His face was flushed bright red, and his eyes, normally so sharp and attentive, were hazy. It flattered her how much he dropped his guard when he was with her.

    How do you get it to stand straight up, anyway? Is there anything else you find cute about me I should know about? How you blush and gasp when I—" Meryl hastily covered his mouth with her hand, not sure she wanted him to continue. Vash waggled his eyebrows at her and she made a face, feeling him smile against her palm. Then he pulled her hand away, cradling it between his. They were so big, his hands. Between his real hand and his fake one, her tiny hand was completely dwarfed. But after what it was used for, I think I'm better off without it. Sometimes I regret having lost it.

    For as long as they'd known each other, they had never been open like this before. She'd never been able to take his prosthetic arm in her hands and marvel at the workmanship, or how neatly it attached to what was left of his real arm. Vash obligingly let her bend it at the joint and manipulate the fingers. Still, I'm lucky to have such a good prosthetic. Usually prosthetics are clumsy and hardly worth the trouble. Is this another of your lost technology? Meryl lost herself in the feel of his lips and his skin, his warm body against hers and the comfortable pressure between her legs. When she bothered to think about it—when she bothered to think at all—Vash's fake arm wasn't cold and foreboding.

    Either from her body heat, his, or some combination of the two, his metal arm seemed as hot as the rest of him, and she only noticed his fake hand at all because it was inching under the waistband of her tights. She couldn't resist the urge to squirm under his hands, especially since he lost his concentration and his grip very easily and had to spend a few seconds each time trying to find the waistband of her tights and slip his fingers under it yet again. Soon she was laughing into the kiss and bucking her hips in a way that would have been arousing if only she could stop laughing.

    Vash growled something wordless against her lips, caught the edge of her tights, and pulled them down in a motion so sudden Meryl only paradoxically laughed harder. And then Vash—who presumably didn't like being laughed at in this sort of situation if the red tips of his ears were anything to go by—pressed a hand against the very center of her and Meryl's laughter was cut off by a very large gasp. Vash dropped a too-smug kiss on her nose. The effect was somewhat mitigated by her moan when he applied pressure in just the right spot, but the only thing that was important was… that… Meryl completely forgot what was important other than the feel of his fingers pressing against her and his warm lips.

    There was nothing better than a panting Meryl. She wasn't quiet, because Meryl should never be quiet, but hearing her labored breathing peppered with stuttered gasps was preferable to being chewed out any day. Though the next time she lectured him was going to be a problem. He normally spent such times wondering what it would be like if he simply picked her up and silenced her mouth with his, and now that he actually knew, it was going to be even harder to resist pinning her to the nearest wall and taking her from angry to impassioned. She was adorable when she was angry and when she was panting. If he could get both at the same time… He pulled away from her kiss-swollen lips and pressed his mouth to her neck.

    Sure, he liked to snoop around ladies' hotel rooms and she was pretty sure he wasn't opposed to the occasional peek up a woman's skirt, but that was just an act, albeit one with benefits, and didn't translate to him whispering such things in her ear when his fingers were in-between her legs. When was he like this? When had she stopped lying to herself and pretending that he didn't turn her on? Because that was truly a wonderful day if one of the results was Vash murmuring very un-Vash-like things to her, and, God, even thinking about it had her reacting and- when had he pulled her tights off?

    Vash drew away from what was no doubt going to be a mark on her collarbone in the morning.

    What was that expression on his face? It took some time before Porrn scattered wits Priser datingsider kerteminde to stagger their way home and she was able to decode his expression. Was porm was that disappointment? Meryl was too aroused and wound up to bother being anything but honest, and if he was going naekd touch her like that and get her… get her wet and then be disappointed with his efforts, she was going to give him a jaked reason to be unhappy! Granted, they were cute, Vash thought, but they na,ed too reminiscent of her usual plrn scheme. While Trigunn liked Meryl in frilly lavender with big black stitches, he had to admit, "I like the lime green pair better.

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    He'd seen that pair? That was the secret pair nobody but Millie was ever supposed to know existed! That pair was even worse than the other-secret-but-not-quite-as-secret pair with a tiny gun embroidered on the ass that said "Bang! Porj was an accident! Was she really going to make him explain this? Vash's face lit up and he tried to look anywhere but directly into her eyes. It was impossible to argue with nkaed when he gave her that pathetic look. She peered pirn at what she was currently wearing while trying not to think about what state it was in.

    He Trigun naked porn up his hands placatingly at the sour look she gave him. And slipped Trigub inwards, until they were pushing inside her as deep as they could go. Meryl sucked in a sharp breath at haked pleasure that Triguun in her stomach potn dripped downwards. It was impossible to ignore how ready she was, but he wasn't ready yet Trlgun all. He oprn to make her eyelids flutter and hear the pitch of her gasps when he Tigun a spot she particularly liked. He wanted her pulsing around his fingers, struggling to survive the pleasure as she called his name.

    He was never going por be able to hear her call his name without thinking of this, Trkgun he was so deeply grateful he Triguj even begin to describe it. With a quick motion, he tugged her underwear off and slid it down her legs. Then, before she Trigub the initial sensation, lorn pushed his fingers inside her again. Meryl instantly moved to wrap her arms around his neck, and Vash nearly let Triyun, but unfortunately it wouldn't work with what he had in mind, so he ducked and her hands ended up Tribun in his hair instead.

    He started off slow, pressing kisses to her stomach, but as his nnaked began to move Local adult hookers in iskenderun, he could feel the strain that quickly spread through her body, even poorn the hands on his Triguh tightened further into his Triyun. When he pulled his fingers out, some ponr the tension left her body as she lowered her back to the mattress, only for her hips to jerk upwards again when his fingers Tribun straight up to touch an incredibly responsive part of her anatomy. His thrust his fingers inside her, never losing the pace, and let his tongue continue where they'd left off.

    Meryl moaned and tried to nakfd onto Baked hair, but it was a losing battle. She was throbbing beneath his mouth and his hands, and there was a delicious exhilaration spreading through her entire body. Everything nxked so good and she could hardly bear it when Vash flicked his tongue a certain way against her nakd hit a particularly good spot Trign fresh jaked of pleasure washed through her. She was already slick, Trogun Vash wasn't helping Triguh as his tongue ran up and down, before returning to driving her crazy. The combination of his hot, wet mouth and the friction Trighn burning her up, until her entire body was insufferably hot.

    She tried to wipe her sweaty bangs from her face, but they fell back into her eyes and Vash ran his tongue from nakes his fingers were straight up to flick against her again. Her hands scrabbled for a grip in his hair, but they were shaking too badly Teigun hold onto anything, and her entire body was drawn tight with the tension of unrelenting pleasure, quivering Tritun as she tried to breathe maked her gasping pants. You- I-" She couldn't find the words to tell him, but he understood nxked she needed. He sucked her clitoris into his mouth, to distract her when he removed his fingers. Quite focused on what his mouth was doing to her, Meryl didn't Trigun naked porn his intentions behind moving her thighs just so and sliding nnaked hand beneath her nnaked tilt her hips up.

    When his fingers drove into her quick and at the perfect angle to sink as deep as possible, Meryl abruptly buckled beneath him and he had to hold her thighs steady to continue prolonging her orgasm as long as possible. Reality crumbled somewhere beneath her, and blackness and an all-encompassing warmth settled around her, until she was quite convinced she was dying. Time ceased to exist and she forgot about such trivial worries as breathing and being able to see, her world narrowed to the intense pleasure sweeping through her entire body, the directions it moved in, and how it pooled and eddied within her in a way entirely impossible to follow, but gratifying nonetheless.

    After a probable eternity later, Meryl opened dazed eyes and found Vash was still slowly lapping at her, which might explain why she kept twitching sporadically. A fissure of pleasure opened in her stomach and she closed her eyes and ran a hand through her mussed bangs, surprised at how much effort it took merely to lift her arm. God, this man really was going to kill her, wasn't he? She flexed her other hand, startled to find it was still in Vash's hair, despite having had no notion of where either of her arms had been a little while ago. Vash gave her one final lick—which startled a tired gasp from her mouth—pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh—which tingled… what was with him, anyway?

    If you weren't short I wouldn't be able to do this. He was warm and the patterns he was drawing on her back were starting to lull her into sleep, but there was a part of his anatomy that was incredibly hard to ignore from this position, and the hands on her back were drifting vaguely lower. Mindful of how tired she was, he placed his lips lightly against hers, holding her close and enjoying the feel of her warm and naked in his arms. Unexpectedly, Meryl's small hands, previously curled into loose fists between them, began skimming their way down his chest, reaching his waistband and drifting under the material of his pants.

    Vash was going to have to get used to this, Meryl smiled. He couldn't react like a startled animal whenever she made moves on him. Especially since she planned to do this a lot from now on. And I did say I wanted to kiss you elsewhere. It never bode well when Meryl had that expression on her face. Whenever she made that face, it usually meant he was going to be scolded, or denied food, or forced into impressed slave labor such as carrying her and Millie halfway across the desert along with all of their luggage. Now she was wearing it while making a rather blatant and… not unwelcome suggestion, and Vash's poor, simple mind couldn't take it.

    On the one hand, he'd learned long ago not to trust that look, but on the other… he really wanted to see her follow up on her offer, but- no, it was probably a bad idea. Even thinking about it was proving uncomfortable for him. Discretely, he tried to take her hands in his and move them away from the trouble spot, but Meryl was having none of it. I just offered to—" Vash quickly covered her mouth with his hand and hissed at her. I know what you just offered. You don't want me to—" "No! He could have picked a dull, pretty, vapid girl with… ok, no, he was just lying to himself now. That shrewd look was extremely fetching when it wasn't turned on him. It was fun watching Meryl tear down other people's excuses to get to the truth of the matter, but it was embarrassing enough to have to admit this and if she spoke about the issue in her usual detailed matter it was just going to suck.

    But instead of repeating the very nature of his problem to him, which he was highly aware of thankyou, Meryl simply raised an eyebrow. Her fingers, which usually looked so delicate, even and especially when she held those tiny derringers of hers, were wrapped around him and he was burning with curiosity to see what they looked like, curving around the hot skin of his- "You're a horrible person. Little tingles shot from the base of his spine straight up. Actually, no, scratch that. Meryl looked far too pleased with herself and considering where her hand was she had to know what sort of effect it was having.

    I really mean it. I might not survive this time if you keep this up. If you want me to stop, I'll stop. The only woman in the world who can take Vash the Stampede into her hands and twist him to her diabolical will! You're the dangerous one here! She had such a lovely backside, and normally it was covered by her tights, her skirt, and, to make matters worse, her cloak as well. Entirely too much clothing, as far as he was concerned. Actually, he pretty much decided right there that he hated her cloak and that it had to go. It was concealing things from him! Vash was instantly suspicious.

    Painstakingly, she kissed her way to the corner of his mouth, and when their eyes met, Vash tangled a hand in her hair, crushing their lips together. For a long time the only sounds came from their heavy, comingled breathing and the soft, wet sounds of their mouths together, and when they finally broke apart Meryl gave into the temptation to kiss the beauty mark beneath his eye. She pressed a kiss to the inside of his thigh, and his eyelids fluttered closed of their own accord, only to shoot open a second later when nothing else happened. As far as he could tell, Meryl was just staring at him. It was making him nervous.

    He was obviously very- but Meryl should be well aware of that… maybe he… well it didn't look like there was anything wrong to him, but then he saw it every day so maybe… he wasn't entirely human, but he'd always thought there was nothing physically different about him- "No scars," Meryl said. She sounded slightly disappointed. It wasn't that it didn't lead to certain other parts of him, but it was rather anticlimactic to find there weren't any new scars for her to discover. There are some things that are just more important.

    Still, she looked dubiously at his fake arm. Do you have a problem with me being a girl? There is absolutely nothing better than that which is contained within the lithe and delicate form of the woman for—" "No more! I should publish a book. You're already an idiot. For instance, we're both naked and you want to talk about nonsense. You're the one who molested me in my sleep. And then kissed me! I couldn't let you leave, not when you were so warm and sleeping next to me like that. And you just looked so… kissable.

    I can't be held responsible for what your lips have made me do. By this point, Vash had pulled her up with him, so she sat straddling his lap while he kissed and licked at her chest. She could fee him, and, God, if he wasn't hot. It seemed improbable, but he had to be as hard, if not harder than before when she'd closed her fingers around him. He'd seemed very serious before about it being too much, but so far he'd managed and… Meryl licked her suddenly dry lips. She wanted to return the favor. For the second time that night, Vash found himself flat on his back courtesy of a very determined Meryl. Before he could react, she had slid down his body to press exploratory kisses to the firm muscles of his chest.

    Despite himself, Vash found his entire body tensing, and a startled gasp escaped his mouth when she kissed his stomach. Even as he tried to regain his breath, she was drifting lower, one hand running up his leg to— Meryl blinked in shock when Vash's palm suddenly appeared in front of her face. He was dead and—no—he was comatose. He'd gotten himself stupidly injured in another gunfight and now he was having a dream, an extremely vivid dream where he and Meryl finally admitted their feelings for each other resulting in a subsequent release of all their pent-up sexual tension and now Meryl was drawing him into her mouth and, God, just the thought was nearly enough to finish him, much less the actual sensation and he had never had a dream quite as realistic as this.

    The sound alone was enough to make him struggle for breath even as he realized it couldn't be a dream. Dreams had never sounded like anything before. Which meant that it was real. Trigun was released in April 1, and it ended in September 30, It was initially rejected by Toonami due to its heavy gun use. When it was released on Adult Swim it was censored, swear words were removed, nudity was removed and violence was toned down. Censorship Episode 1 The scene where one of the thugs says "Oh shit! The scene where the boss says "You asshole! What the hell do you thing you're aiming at?

    The scene that shows a nude girl on the cover of bandit's magazine was modified for the Adult Swim broadcast. In the Adult Swim version the nude girl was digitally removed. Episode 4 The scene that shows Gene shoving his revolver into Stephanie's mouth was cut. The scene that shows the kidnapper's leader pulling Gene's revolver out of Stephanie's mouth was cut. The scene that shows a Bounty Hunter pressing his shotgun against Vash's temple was cut. The scene that shows a old man pressing his pistol against Vash's forehead was cut. Episode 7 The scene where Kaite says "Oh shit! The scene that shows Brilliant Dynamites Neon's shell casings falling near a pool of blood was cut.

    The scene that shows Brilliant Dynamites Neon shoving his pistol against Kaite's mouth was cut. The scene where Brilliant Dynamites Neon says "Splatter time. The scene where the steamer captain says "Shit! Episode 9 The scene where Wolfwood says "Oh shit! Episode 10 The scene where one of the quick draw contestants says "Shit! Episode 11 The scene that shows Meryl placing her derringer against Vash's temple was cut. Episode 12 The scene that shows Vash's flashback was modified for the Adult Swim broadcast. In the uncensored version it shows pools of blood around the corpse's. The Adult Swim version the blood was digitally removed.

    The scene where Monev says "He's a complete chickenshit. The scene that shows a close up of Monev with Vash's arm-gun against his eye was cut.