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triplesilverstar · 8 months

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That's one way to rumble in the Badlands

Your heart still felt like it was burning inside your chest, when you closed your eyes you could still see it. Looking up through that glass from the backseat with Wolfwood as the bullet hit Vash, the look of shock and confusion on his face. Someone screamed as Vash fell from the vehicle, later Wolfwood had told you it had been you screaming. Watching as if in slow motion as one of your lovers fell to the ground between the two moving vehicles.

Screaming at Wolfwood to turn around and back towards where his body was bouncing on the hard packed sand. The second you were at the sinkhole, Wolfwood was running, tying the rope around his waist before diving in after Vash. You’d grabbed the other end of the rope, hurrying back to the vehicle and tying it off. Reaching the edge of the hole to watch as Wolfwood lifted something from the sand, held tight in his grasp. Vash’s sunglasses.

Wolfwood had grabbed you as you tried to dive in, screaming how Vash had to be alright, but Wolfwood wasn’t going to relent. Grip tight as he kept you held to his chest until you were done fighting, slumping down against his chest not caring that the young redhead was watching your breakdown.

The last two days had been nothing but a shit show, from the moment Vash had seen that young woman on the sand steamer. A quick whisper to you how he needed to deal with something, a kiss to your forehead that no one but the two of you saw. Then last night, he’d met you in the hotel and once in the room, he’d fucked you senseless before whispering. “I love you, but I need to deal with a die I cast a long time ago. I’ll see you in the morning, Mayfly.” Getting dressed and leaving you behind in the cooling sheets.

That morning had been this morning, and what a morning from the moment Gasback had shown up and Vash was… Well, Vash. Then Wolfwood had appeared shooting at both of you before suddenly stopping. Looking down at you while Vash scurried off “Hey, Sweetheart sorry it took me a while to catch up.” You’d proceeded to punch him in the leg. Fucking gunslinging priest.

Now. Now you were alone in the room, arms wrapped around Vash’s bag face buried in the fabric near the top. Wolfwood had left you alone once you’d both gotten back to town, but he wasn’t far. You heard him dealing with his sorrow in his own way, beating up the furniture in the room next to yours.

Later in the darkness, you’d heard him come back, a bottle of whiskey in hand and the punisher in the other, propping open the window and taking a seat beside it. “You should get some sleep.” You’d want to punch him, instead you’d listened moving and dropping onto the large bed. Fresh tears pouring from your eyes as you could smell Vash on the pillow. Remembering how he’d looked above you last night.

When that redhead had shown up, Wolfwood offered up his services, holding a hand out asking if you wanted to come. Part of you wanted to stay and let your heart keep breaking, the other part wanted to go beat something to a bloody pulp. You let that part of you win.

It had been fun, making your way up the opening in the rock formation and shooting everything out of the sky. You’d also gotten the chance to beat three of Gasback's men into a pulp. Feeling some of your anger start to cool. The man you wanted to beat though was just out of your reach, the whole time Gasback spoke all you saw was red. At least till a shot rang out, a familiar pistol appearing at the corner of your eye.

And you saw red again when Vash burst out about his sweet Amelia fist flying and landing in his gut while Wolfwood asked for him to explain why he wasn't dead. “Gee Mayfly, I’m glad to see you too.” Doubled over and still pointing his pistol at Gasback.

“I’ll take this outta your ass. Later.” Fuming beside Wolfwood you have to agree. Now is not the time for a lover's spat.

“What, you’re not happy I’m alive?” Grinning while he holds his sunglasses, and yeah you are. But fuck if you aren’t pissed after mourning him all night.

“Maybe I’ll beat your ass right now.” Grinding your teeth and trying to keep from exploding at the blond.

“That doesn’t sound like fun.” You’re certain you and Wolfwood are in the same boat right now, Vash is gonna pay later. And not in the way he thinks.

“You let us think you were dead. Of course, we're fucking pissed off.” Things had moved on from there, and when you’d heard Gasback mention the die Vash cast it clicked into place. Even more so when Amelia spoke about her mother being Gasbacks’ wife.

Now. Now the three of you were heading into your hotel room while the plant was being hooked back up in town. Wolfwood, the last one to enter, and when the door closed with a click all pretense of being a jovial dumbass slipped away. You didn’t get a chance to get a word in edgewise before Vash had you wrapped in his embrace, a hand in your hair tilting your head back and kissing you like a dying man. Or a man just back from the dead. “I didn’t mean to hurt you Mayfly.” Mumbled against your lips earnest in his apology.

The sound of a smack ringing in the air as his head jolts forward “Seriously jackass. You left her balling her eyes out.” Grabbing a cigarette and dropping to sit in the chair while glaring at Vash. “Don’t scare us like that again.”

“Says the man tha-” You don’t let Vash finish, sliding your hand over his lips to silence him.

“It’s been a long day. Can’t we fight on the road later, ya know, like we usually do?” Letting your shoulders slump, feeling the exhaustion of thinking you’d lost Vash and had him back again sinking in.

“Go shower needle-noggin. You aren’t getting in that bed with sand in your hair.” A grumble, but Vash relents after a quick kiss to your forehead. He starts to strip out of his clothes in the main room and leaves them in a pile. Once he’s in the bathroom, Wolfwood is putting his cigarette out and removing his shades. Tapping his thighs. “Come here, sweetheart.”

As you slide into his lap, both of his arms pull you more onto him with one of his calloused hands tilting your head for a kiss. All you can taste is the ash and bitterness of his cigarette, moaning into the kiss as he deepens it. “We can get some payback if you want. It won’t be the same but we can make him watch and not let him join.” Nips and kisses along your jaw, and from the corner of your eye you can see Vash’s red coat.

“I have a better idea” closing the distance and kissing Wolfwood once more, giving your hips a small roll. “If you’re up for it.”

Skin clean and wrapping a towel around his waist Vash can hear groaning from the other room, his keen hearing picking up on the sound of slurping and it makes his cock twitch. Sighing he opens the door, well aware he’s probably going to be denied joining his lovers and getting to cum tonight.

Swallowing hard as he moves into the room at the sight before him. Wolfwood is sitting in the chair still, hands tangled in your hair grunting and groaning clearly being sucked off. And you? You’re wearing his coat, on your knees between Wolfwood’s legs, humming and clearly enjoying yourself.

Eyes narrowed in pleasure as Wolfwood looks at Vash, watching as the blond man swallows hard once more. A few beads of water collecting on his skin and running down along his scarred and patchwork skin. “That’s it, sweetheart, just like that.”

The husky growl in his voice is making your core throb, well aware Vash has reappeared but you keep sucking. One hand on Wolfwood’s thigh to help keep yourself balanced, the other pumping around his shaft in time to your bobbing. Taking Wolfwood’s length about halfway, humming around the hot flesh in your mouth.

You can taste the saltiness of his pre-cum, pulling your lips to the tip before sliding down just enough to swirl your tongue around the head, playing with the slit. A low-pitched whine reaches your ears, aware it’s from Vash and you ignore it. “What’s the matter, Needle-noggin? It’s like you’ve never seen her sucking me off before.” You almost laugh around the cock in your mouth. Almost. Wolfwood’s delivery the perfect amount of bland disinterest and debaucherous.

Unable to see it, Vash is just opening and closing his mouth like a fish, still very much distracted by your smaller frame dwarfed by his coat. “Well. Aren’t you going to join us?” His gaze rising to meet Wolfwood’s eyes, which had not been what he had been expecting to hear. Stepping closer before a “tut, tut” reaches his ears, Wolfwood wagging a finger at him. “You should put some clothes on first.”

Tilting his head like he’s so confused, Vash looks around the room, and the only article of clothing he can find is Wolfwood's suit jacket. He doesn’t even see his boots anywhere. “Ugh. Where are my clothes?” You’re far too occupied to answer him, and from the twitching of his cock and shuddering body Wolfwood is close to cuming.

“Right there on the bed Needle-Noggin” hissing as Wolfwood tries to slow his breathing, the burning in his stomach almost too much. Knowing he needs to hold off a little bit longer before he can shoot his first load down your pretty throat.

“It’s your suit jac-”

“Just put it on Needle-Noggin!” Voice snapping and using the hands tangled in your hair to pull you to the tip of his cock. You get the message that he’s trying to hold off, having been too invested in your bobbing and feeling your pussy starting to drip well aware your underwear was soaked to feel how close he was.

Opening your eyes to look at Wolfwood and smile, a hand rubbing gently along the side of your head in return his touch tender.

Vash with the suit jacket on and buttoned up, feels… awkward. He doesn’t mind being naked when it’s the three of you but this? This is different. The open chest of the jacket highlights the gouge along one of his pecs, a portion of the metal grating over his heart clearly visible. Most embarrassing of all? The way the bottom of the fabric was cut left his hard cock bobbing almost as if framed.

“Damn Needle-Noggin, maybe you should wear my clothes more often.” As much as you want to turn and look at Vash you don’t, all part of the plan of seeming disinterested in your pretty blond man.

“Very funny Wolfwood” voice despondent and he watches, part of him hurting that you’ve yet to acknowledge his returned presence.

“I think you should get over here and put that cock to use Needle-Noggin, after all, you did break our pretty little lady's heart today.” A sign you’ve been waiting for, removing your lips from around Wolfwood’s cock with a loud pop.

“Vash~” breathless, and you don’t need to act for that to happen. “I feel so empty, Baby. Come fill me up.” Teasing as you give your hips a small wiggle before going back to sucking Wolfwood off. “Fuck” hissing after that Vash drops to his knees behind you, slapping your leather-covered ass and enjoying the moan you make before pushing the tails of his jacket away to reveal your ass. Groaning at the rest of the sight that greets him and his cock throbbing and twitching. He’d found his boots. Encasing your legs just up to your knees, the straps and laces are done up tight enough to keep them around your thinner legs. This close, Vash could also smell you, the fabric of your panties soaked hiding your slick core from him. Hooking his thumbs in the fabric and getting ready to pull them down. “Leave her underwear on” snaps from Wolfwood. Vash realizes this is a form of punishment for him, that he’s going to have to keep a hand on you and hold the fabric away from your core and his cock. Rolling his eyes he lets it go, pushing the wet fabric aside and sighing at the sight. So wet, your lower lips glisten in the dim light pouring into the room, dipping his head for a quick lick and humming at your taste before lining his cock up and pressing in.

Moaning around Wolfwood’s cock as you feel Vash breach your entrance, slick enough that it’s an easy glide for him, his thick cock filling you so easily and a gentle stretch that leaves you panting. Eyes fluttering from the sensation, focus divided between feeling Vash thrusting into your pussy and taking more and more of Wolfwood into your mouth. Humming around Wolfwood, hand now playing with his balls, knowing he’s still close from earlier.

“That’s it sweetheart” groaning and sweeping your hair from your face, feeling that same churning starting to build in his gut again. “Almost there.”

Behind you, Vash is starting to pant, watching your body shake, and quiver encased in his jacket is doing things to his head. Well and the way your pussy is clenching around him, your slick walls squeezing his sensitive cock in such a way that he feels like he’s being sucked in. A hand reaching down to play with your clit, surprised when you bat it away. “Other one” voice hoarse as you answer his unasked question, you want him to use his prosthetic? Switching his hands and feeling the sweat starting to bead along his back in the suit jacket he does as you asked, pressing the cool metal to your sensitive nub. The reaction is almost instant as you moan taking Wolfwood to the base and clenching like a vice around Vash. Wolfwood hissing and sitting up straighter in the chair, hands digging into the side of your head.

Looking down at you and smirking, Wolfwood moves his gaze to Vash the pink growing across his pale cheeks as he fucks into you. A clear sign he’s getting close to cuming as well, coughing a little to make sure he has Vash’s attention. “You don’t get to cum yet Needle-Noggin. Not until our little lady says you can.” A harsh thrust of his own hips against your mouth before returning his gaze to you. “We’ll add to his punishment if he does right, Sweetheart.” A happy hum of agreement around his length, proving beyond a doubt you and Wolfwood plan to deny him tonight as a form of payback. “Fuck… I’m gonna.. Cum sweetheart. Want it… Want it down your pretty little throat?”

Hearing his stuttering breath above you and the mad twitching in your throat you switch your attention more to Wolfwood, Vash’s cock still making your moan. Using that moaning to your advantage and deep-throating Wolfwood, humming and hallowing your cheeks. Lips around his base as you feel his balls twitching under your chin before he’s cuming down your throat. Swallowing around him while his hips move, the smallest of thrusts as he empties his balls inside the wet cavern, grunting all the while about how good and pretty you look.

Slumping back in the chair Wolfwood groans, while you hold his cock and pop off him. Licking up his length and making a show of swallowing any of his cum that had stuck to him, making him chuckle. “Greedy little thing.” Pushing the chair back so he can drop to his knees in front of you, going to a sloppy kiss and pulling you more upright changing the angle Vash is fucking into you at. Deeper and tighter.

You moan into the kiss, tongue pressing against his so he can taste his own release, trying to be as loud as possible knowing it’s going to edge Vash on behind you. When Wolfwood pulls away you grin, voice a little on the hoarse side from having your mouth fucked at the end. “I sure am.”

Vash seeing you more upright groans, able to see your face and more of Wolfwood. “Are you seriously wearing my pants Wolfwood?” The tight fabric of his pants encasing Wolfwood’s thighs, pushed down just enough for his dick to jut out, the sight of his skin covered in a light sheen from having been licked clean by your tongue making Vash throb in your tight heat.

“Thought you’d find us wearing your clothes enticing.” Wolfwood trailed a hand down to an opening in Vash’s coat, so he could press against your bare skin and slide up to fondle one of your breasts. Vash had to admit he did, and the final point, seeing you wearing Wolfwood’s sunglasses was making him harder. Both of his lovers wearing his clothes and one of them wearing both of their clothes? Fuck it was making the ember in his stomach burn.

Ignoring both men you focus more on the line of fire inside of you, feeling your thighs start to shake, Vash still pumping away inside of you and rubbing into your clit. Feeling Wolfwood’s attention, your neck is arching, one hand reaching back to touch Vash’s cheek. Feeling his soft lips move to kiss your fingers and palms while he presses harder into you, hearing him grunt your name against the shell of your ear pushes you over the edge. Gasping as that wire snaps and you clench around Vash hard enough that he can’t move, at least not without tipping over that edge himself, something he’d been told not to do. Wolfwood batting his frozen hand away to play with your clit, dragging out your orgasm and kissing you to swallow your screams of pleasure.

A chorus of fuck rings out behind you, while Vash desperately tries to keep himself from painting your insides white. Burying his nose in your hair when Wolfwood pulls a second orgasm from you, thinking of little old ladies and hairy men instead of his lovers in front of and wrapped around him.

Grinning at Vash’s discomfort, Wolfwood kisses you again, soft and sweet as you come down from your high body slumping forward against his. “You need a break sweetheart?” Whispered against your sweat-slicked skin, moaning a little at how hard Vash is still inside you.

Licking your lips as you move your hand away from Vash’s face, your body thrumming from your last release, shaking your head in the negative. “No. I want you both.” Swallowing before you voice the next part. “And I wanna face Vash.” As much as your heart has been burning for the last few hours and you felt a little petty about the way Vash had been acting, especially about the redhead, you wanted to kiss your blond and watch his face when you came on his dick.

A brief kiss pressed to the corner of your lips, before standing, Wolfwood helping you up and with him, sighing as Vash’s cock leaves your core. Licking your lips and feeling your clit throb with desire as you finally look at Vash, his eyes blown wide, messy blond hair falling down into those cerulean eyes. Eyes that are looking at you, like you’re the most precious thing in his world. The suit jacket looks a little funny on his frame, tailored for the broadness of Wolfwood’s shoulder and trim waist, but it brings your attention to some of your favorite features. The way his wet, swollen length is centered between the black fabric also makes your core clench, wanting to be filled again.

Vash himself has a hard time swallowing, seeing you standing before him clad in his coat that hangs off your body. The sleeve rolled up to your elbow, with the top three buttons of the chest done up, just enough to keep it from coming undone around your body. The high collar was unbuttoned, otherwise half your face would have been hidden behind the stiff fabric. “Damn, you look good.” Realizing after a moment he spoke the words aloud, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head.

“Funny. So do you.” Stepping away from Wolfwood and reaching out to cup his jaw, thumb rubbing along his chin, before dipping down along his long neck. Tracing against the scar on his pec. “Wanna stand up and fuck me Handsome?”

Feeling his face flush, and his ballsack throb, Vash nods. Pushing back on his heels and standing, once more towering over you. Moving the tails of his jacket so he can grab your hips and lift you, feeling one of your hands settle against his neck to keep yourself stable, the other moving more the fabric of his jacket out of the way and pushing your underwear to the side so you can line his weeping cock up with your pussy lips. Closing the distance to kiss him long and hard as he slowly lowers you, letting gravity do most of the work until the tip of his cock is pressing deep inside you.

The pace is much slower this time, as Vash lifts and lowers you, forehead pressed to his after you pull away from his lips. Feeling every bump and vein of his dick pressing against your inner walls, placing soft pecks along his face, and letting your legs hang at his side. One hand playing with the nap of his neck while the other tangled into the longer blond hair “I know… You don’t A-ahh, make promises… But don’t ever do that… To me again.” Whispered against his face while Vash gently fucks up into you.

Catching your lips for a quick kiss before answering, pressing his nose against yours, and watching your eyes through the dark shades. “I’ll try.” And he will, certain that later when you pass out, Wolfwood is going to have an earful for him about leaving you brokenhearted.

“Alright, enough of this sappy love fest.” Wolfwood moving closer, pumping his own shaft and ready for round two. “She loose enough Needle-noggin?” Pushing the fabric falling along your back away and pressing the head of his cock to your dripping core, feeling the length of Vash’s sliding against it making him hiss from the pleasure.

“We were having a tender moment Nick!” Rolling his eyes at the broken moment, he gives a slightly harder thrust up into you. “Yea, if we’re both going in it’s gonna be tight, but our pretty lady is loose enough.”

Lifting you higher and more away from his body, you feel Vash’s cock pull out of your somewhat before Wolfwood is pressing his chest against your back. Bending his knees and adjusting your legs before he slowly penetrates you along with Vash, both men barely moving as you throw your head back panting. The stretch is almost too much, but with two orgasms and the amount of fluid pouring from your core you’re ready to try to take them. After all, it’s not the first time you’ve had both men inside your pussy, knowing you can take them both and breathing deeply trying to keep yourself relaxed.

“Good girl… taking us… so well” panting in your ear as Wolfwood keeps moving, the motion of his cock slowly working you more open while Vash stays still. Biting his lip while Wolfwood ruts against him up into you. Panting more and more as the pain turns into pleasure, humming at the sensation. “That’s it, sweetheart, just like that.”

Starting to thrust a little harder as you start to make low noises, too blissed out to think of actual words just focusing on the feeling of both of them filling you to the brim. Feeling your walls starting to clench around him Vash starts to move as well, not much, just enough so that his tip is hitting that spongy part inside of you, a part he knows makes you writhe in pleasure around him.

“Don’t forget Needle-noggin… I still… gotta teach you.. A lesson.. Augh… myself.” Panting at how tight you are, feeling you clench around him and Vash twitching while both of them keep fucking you. “I did say… Outta your ass… Late-” The sound of fabric ripping and Wolfwood is suddenly silenced, turning just enough to see.

“I can’t hear Mayfly’s noises over your talking. You can fuck me later Nick.” Vash. Had apparently ripped your underwear from your body, and stuffed it, soaked portion first into Wolfwood’s mouth.

Seeing the sight and hearing Wolfwood hum has your heart swimming, the noises of both of their cocks pumping in and out of you as well the soft little pants and whines you’re making filling the room. Feeling Vash thrust a little harder and hitting deeper inside you while Wolfwood stretches you with his thrusts has you seeing stars. The promise of your third orgasm on the horizon.

Taking a deep breath you manage to slur out “Cum in… me.” Gasping as a tingling is building along your spine, almost ready to clamp down on both dicks like you want to keep them both inside you. “Both of… you-uuuu” Letting your face fall against Vash’s chest, unaware of the drool dripping from your lips and onto the dark fabric.

“Sounds like… permission… to cum.. If I… ever heard it” Vash pants, redoubling his efforts moving one hand so it’s tangled in your own hair. Wolfwood moves the opposite hand, reaching across to circle your clit, mouth still stuffed with your underwear and unable to comment. Working together between thrusting and playing with your clit, they push you over the edge, eyes rolling back into your head as you spasm around them.

Fire erupts in your core, Vash, having been told he was unable to cum before finally letting go of his control, and painting your core white. Deep enough inside of you that his sticky seed will spend most of the night slowly dripping out of you. A second load, deposited from Wolfwood has you shaking in their grasp, the twitching of both lengths emptying inside of you pulling a fourth and final orgasm from you. Whimpering as they slow, feeling both men press soothing circles into your skin before Vash nods to Wolfwood, stating he has you as the dark-haired man pulls out of you, a small flood of cum following his cock.

Reaching up and pulling your underwear from his mouth. “You’re lucky I like the taste of her on my tongue.”

“Better than tasting those cigarettes.” Nosing into your hair as he catches his breath, a quick kiss to your hairline. “Can you get my boots off her?” Snorting, Wolfwood nods, reaching down and starting to undo the laces and removing the boots. Lines of red from how tight they were showing up on the revealed skin.

A whimper and Vash is cooing at you. “It’s alright Mayfly. Just rest baby. We’ll take care of you.”

Boots and jacket removed, Vash Carefully pulls you off his cock, watching as more of their mixed seed start to slowly drip from your core. “We certainly did a number on her.” Moving the bed cover and placing you closer to the wall. Moaning hand reaching out for Vash as he pulls away, only to have Wolfwood tangle his fingers with yours. Pressing a damp cloth to your abused slit and cleaning you up.

“And I’m gonna do the same to you, ass.” Finished cleaning you up, Wolfwood stands, pulling his borrowed pants off and his dick growing hard again. “Do you have any idea how heartbroken she was?” A smack to the back of Vash’s head as he bent over to undo the lowest button the suit jacket. Rubbing a hand through his own dark hair in frustration “We both thought you were dead. And you made a comment like that about another woman when we see you again! Seriously Vash what the hell goes through that spiky head of yours?”

Sitting at the edge of the bed Vash sighed, running a hand through your sweaty locks while you breathed deep in your sleep. “Maybe I was trying to push you guys away?”

Feeling his anger deflate at the answer and the way Vash sounded Wolfwood let his shoulders slump. “Then talk to us, Vash.” Curling a hand around his lover's chin and tilting his head for a kiss. “You spiky-haired idiot.”

The next time you came too, was to the sound of panting and moaning, Vash on his back and Wolfwood balls deep inside of him. Neither of them aware you were awake, you reached over settling a hand on the bulge that kept appearing and disappearing in Vash’s abdomen. Making both men glance at you. “Still mad." You mutter, eyes hooded and still half asleep. "But damn if that isn’t a sight a girl could get used to waking up to.”

Both men smile, and Vash interlaces the fingers of his hand with yours pressing against his skin and down making both him and Wolfwood moan at the added pressure. The three of you can sort out Vash and whatever is bothering him later. For now, you just wanna watch both of your lovers fuck one another while their mixed seeds drips from inside your body.

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