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Sliding in a self-rec for my trigun series (I have been promised doing so is not cringe).

Words: 18,104

Status: Complete

Relationship: Mashwood

Rating: E (might lean closer to M though)

What if plant sex is just weird? Like not compatible kind of weird? (This one is actually really sweet and cute I promise but we're also going all in on the xeno)

It really shouldn't surprise her, but Meryl will admit, out of all of her discoveries about the eternal enigma of Vash the Stampede, the one that really throws her for a loop is the revelation that, in bedroom matters, he's exceedingly confident.

But the other thing she discovers about Vash is that under no circumstances does he want anyone returning the favor.

Words: 4,753

Status: Complete

Relationship: Mashwood

Rating: M

Follows on directly from the previous fic and expands on something Meryl wants to try.

Words: 34,505

Status: Ongoing

Relationship: Mashwood

Rating: M

Set after the first two. Worst time to get nabbed by bounty hunters? Maybe when your alien partner's busy going through their seasonal thing.

He closes his eyes, lets himself sink a little lower so he can make use of the pillows. Maybe Meryl has the right idea about a nap. His hand keeps ending up across his stomach and he should probably put the cigarette out because it’s a dumb idea to fall asleep with one lit. It doesn’t feel pressing though. It should, but it doesn’t. He’ll deal with it in a minute. Just wants a few more seconds of this before he has to move.

Except it’s barely the afternoon and he’d got a solid eight hours the last night so why the hell is he nodding off like some toddler after a glass of warm milk?

Nicholas sits up sharply and shakes his head, trying to shrug off the drowsiness, but it doesn’t fade. No – the room lists, and nausea churns, but the fog won’t clear.

Words: 5,231

Status: Complete

Relationship: Mashwood

Rating: E

This one is just smut. You can read it without touching the others if you want, but context never hurts.

“Hey... you want me to blow you?” “That a good idea right now?” “Why not?” “Don't wanna wake sleeping beauty.”

Vash makes a thoughtful expression, head cocked to the side while he considers the matter, and Nicholas sees the moment a spark of mischief brightens in his eyes. His grin spreads slowly in a way that spells trouble.

“Bet you could keep yourself quiet. Think you could do that for me, Nick?” he asks, dropping into a low tone. “Be nice and quiet if I tell you to?”

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