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sincerest ([personal profile] sincerest) wrote2023-01-28 09:40 pm

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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-18 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...welp, the box it is. when wolfwood goes over to the box, meryl comes along beside him, sparing a pointed, but quiet comment: "you know why he's so upset, right?" ]

Yeah, because of a fuckin' stupid toy some stupid person gave t--

[ "so glad you said that. you gave that to him, you idiot undertaker. a few months ago at the fair." meryl tells him exasperatedly, and when it sinks in, it's almost like a weight on his shoulders, a guilt that seats itself deep, deep, especially when he recognises it now, the small, grey rabbit plushie sitting in the box. it looks loved, a little lumpy in places where it'd been held or stuffed in one place too long. meryl punches the arm vash punched, annoyed.

"how are you so stupid? how did you even forget that?"

at this point, wolfwood doesn't even retaliate as he takes in the bunny plushie in his hand, god, he really deserves that one. ahhh, fuck. ]
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-19 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
It was my gift to you.

[ wolfwood says quietly, turning so that vash can see the bunny plushie sitting in his palm. he holds it out to him, taking care to keep it steady so it doesn't fall off.

even if vash is keeping a strong front, he knows how brittle he must be feeling; he understands vash like no one else, and he feels awful, absolutely, absolutely awful about the entire thing, making things difficult for vash when he didn't have to, the childish, petty spite. it's the ugliest side of him, and it's a wonder that vash didn't actually punch him for real.

he hands the plushie to him while meryl very conveniently and sneakily wanders out of earshot, giving them whatever privacy they need; whatever privacy is worth here. he's still reeling from it, from how vash so obviously cherishes the toy. how he'd dug his heels in and didn't let go. ]


At that funfair. Felt like a lifetime ago. I didn't know you still held on to it.
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-20 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ wolfwood watches vash treat this toy like it's everything, the relief and joy he feels from him almost a palpable thing, and it surprises him -- no one's ever really treated what he gives them as something precious; then again, wolfwood's never really done a lot of gifting, having little to nothing himself.

but this, this is special. his eyes are fixed on vash and his defensiveness, gripping the bunny like it's his lifeline, and his heart aches for him. he knows that vash has had a very rough life; he'd spent months worshipping those very same scars, loving him, but then there are reminders like these that show how horrible vash's life really is, how he is so rarely, rarely gifted anything without strings.

and wolfwood feels even more awful for forgetting. meryl, in the meantime, has slipped out to the van, and wolfwood can't help the guilt. he doesn't take the bunny away, but he simply nods, pensive, taking in his words. ]


...C'mon. Let's go.

[ he has a lot of making up to do, a lot to understand about vash, but not here -- the faster they're on their own in private, the better. ]

We can still make it to the next town by nightfall.
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-22 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's not in the least bit stupid -- it's wolfwood that feels stupid, like the world's biggest asshole when he'd forgotten something like this. it moves him, too, to know that vash cherishes something so much, holds it so close to his heart.

wolfwood turns away from that fake smile, assuming that vash is still angry with him, and he ought to be. how many nights have they spent together, how often have they fucked slowly, sweetly, and still wolfwood didn't remember the gift he'd given him.

so when they finally reach the hotel, wolfwood nods at his smile, but lingers outside to light a cigarette and take time for himself. he gives vash ten, fifteen minutes before he lets himself into the room that they'll be sharing together. it's small but decent, quite clean and nice, all things considered. he'd spent the last quarter of an hour or so forming a proper apology and had run through so many options, and now, he finally settles on something simple. ]


'm sorry, Vash. Shouldn't have gone at you like that. And shouldn't have forgotten.

[ simple. clean. no excuses. wolfwood doesn't do excuses. ]
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-23 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ wolfwood grimaces. vash, so beautiful, so open and so soft and vulnerable, forgives too easily, loves too deeply, and even if it's him, wolfwood doesn't want vash to discount his feelings like that. it shouldn't be okay. it shouldn't be, not when he's seen how willingly vash will throw down for it. the plushie in his hand looks so treasured and precious, and he comes to grip vash by the back of his neck, cradling him there. ]

Vash. Expect better from people. From me.

[ he tells him gruffly. he's never thought his gifts would be so precious to someone, and as he presses his forehead to his, he sighs. ] I should've remembered. I'm not used to anyone thinking that anything I give them has value.

[ he deserves an explanation. he deserves more than what wolfwood can give him. ]
Edited 2023-05-23 13:58 (UTC)
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-28 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ how is vash still this gentle and soft and so, so loving? the sweetness of his response and the way he kisses him makes wolfwood's heart skip a beat. the touch of his lips on his is welcome, the hard kiss punctuating what he means to say.

it's the first time someone tells him that he has value, shows him, too, in the way he treasures the gift he'd given him, so much so that he'd fight him for it. he's moved by the sincerity of his actions, his words, and his heart hurts. oh, how wolfwood would give him everything that he can, to make up for all the things he doesn't have.

wolfwood presses close and kisses him back, but this time the kiss is drawn out, longer. more wanting. what he can't put in words, he hopes vash can feel in his kiss. he wants him, he loves him, he cherishes him more than anything else. ]


Silly.

[ he says between kisses, his voice rough as he tries to lighten the mood with a joke. ] You totally just want more gifts from me.
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-05-28 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[ wolfwood says after a moment, because he wants vash to have more things. he remembers seeing him in his home, the scant belongings he had there too -- and his heart aches for him. wolfwood might not have much, but he wants vash to have everything he can want.

hell, why wouldn't he, when vash is looking at him like this, so painfully cute and hopeful and eager? it's too blinding, too adorable, and he pinches his cheeks. ]


But uuuuugh, I hate when you look at me like that!
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[personal profile] incierto 2023-07-14 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ wolfwood can't help a smile and a gruff little noise because stop looking so cute, jerk. what is he to do with you? his hands, however, comes to cup his face briefly before letting him go. if vash looks at him like that all the time, well... well. that's really kind of nice. and it makes wolfwood shy. and embarrassed. so he quickly changes the subject: ]

Well then, what else did you want me to get ya?

[ he'll take notes. ]