my dude, I've been following you just a little past when you introduced Bruce to us (Still SO chuffed that you decided to call him Bruce!!) and I wanna say. It's been incredible watching your art evolve over the years. It's also awesome seeing you handle characters (your own OCs or otherwise!) and bring them to life. Every time I see you on the dash I'm hit with some super deep-chest, warm-drink-feeling nostalgia, like "ough, look at renny's art and all the expression that's been fit into there!!" that makes me pause for a minute. It's always really nice to see, and I figured I'd tell you instead of sitting on it for an eternity, ha.
Been sitting on this non’ for a short minute trying to come up with something to describe how this makes me feel but unfortunately I don’t really have the words aside from ‘thank you’
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Needy
Rating: 18+ Minor DNI
Pairing: Vash X GN!Reader
CW: Injuries, drugged, Horny, sensitive, jerking off, coming on yourself, Needy, trying to be quiet
Word count: .6K roughly
A/N: Well saw some Vash art that made my brain so brrrr so have some needy Vash, in between boops that is.
“Alright Vash, all patched up.” Carefully patting his stomach after you secure the edge of the bandage, leaning to kiss his forehead. “You just relax alright, I’m gonna take a shower then I’ll see about getting us something to eat.”
“But Mayfly!” A whine in his voice as he leans against the pillows. “I want you, I need you so bad right now.” Jerking his hips and you’re quick to hold his body still.
“Whatever drug they gave you is still in your system you just need to relax while you come down from that high alright?” His fingers trail along your cheeks before you pull away and he lets out another soft whine but nods his agreement.
At least until the door to the bathroom closes. Vash arches his neck back a little as his cock throbs painfully in his pants, he’s been hard for hours. Even as you patched up the slice in his abdomen all he could think was how he wanted to be buried in your tight warmth.
His mouth feels full of cotton as he tries to lick his lips, reaching down to work his pants open the rest of the way and grabbing himself. A gasp as he almost cums on the spot with his eyes shuttering close from the pleasure that floods his system, a whine more like an animal in heat than the plant that he is echos in the room.
Closing his eyes and biting his lip as he gingerly slides his fingers along his shaft, the heat coming from him feels scorching even though the fabric of his gloved digits. Pressing his thumb to the head of his cock makes him scream, a noise that has you calling out to him. “Vash?”
“I’m ok Mayfly!” You can hear him even over the shower and in his state Vash knows you’ll stop him, his prosthetic grabbing handfuls of his turtle and shoving it into his mouth. His teeth clamping on the fabric as he begins to pump himself in earnest.
It isn’t long before he’s thrusting up into his loose fingers, pre cum from his slit pouring down his skin. He’s so needy he wouldn’t even have noticed the chaffing with the boiling in his gut demanding release. The thick fabric in his mouth is soaked from the drool now pouring from him, he isn’t thinking about his hand on his cock.
No. He’s pretending it’s yours, your fingertips pressing against the vein that sticks out above his sac where the skin attaches to his length. Your thumb rubbing circles into the curve of the ridge of the skin of his head.
Another whine from low in his throat that the black fabric does nothing to help with. Closing his fingers he imagines it’s both of your hands now, moving faster and tighter on his burning flesh as the burning in his gut grows more intense.
“Vash?!” Gasping and arching his back as he cums, spraying white ropes of his release onto his wrapped stomach and some of the fluid spattering along his chest. The sound of your voice pushing him over the edge, his fingers still working his shaft as he opens his eyes to see your blurry form.
“I need you Mayfly, please, touch me more.”
You might be pissed he painted his own chest in cum, but damn if he doesn’t make for a sight with his body flushed and covered in sweat while playing with his dick.
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