A/N: So I enjoyed writing this chapter, I reallllly did. It has a LEMON! so beware of that. I feel like I may have rushed things but it's kind of important to the plot... so there's a method to my madness, promise! Honestly this is my first time ever writing a lemon... so i'm nervous about the way it turned out. Review would be adored... I am mostly writing this for myself, but it'd be awesome to receive feedback. If that happened I'd probably write more!
Chapter Three: This Can't Be Happening
Meryl hadn't let Vash out of her site except to go to work and sleep for a whole week. He was feeling a little pressured but also content. He was used to being alone but the insurance girls changed that. Vash never left Knives alone either. Vash lay in bed, unable to sleep. It was strange, his brother's snoring never bothered him before. Vash reluctantly sat up, there was no point in laying there when he couldn't shut his mind off. He wondered if anyone else was still awake. He knew probably not. He slipped his shirt on and quietly stepped outside the bedroom door. The house was really too small for 5 soon to be 6 people living in it. It had two bedrooms. Kiva was sleeping on the couch and Meryl and Milly shared one room, Knives and Vash shared another.
Vash rubbed his eyes and listened to the voices from the living room. "Do you really think so, Miss Kiva," Milly said so quietly Vash could barely hear. He didn't hear Kiva's reply but hear Milly's next one, "It would be quite interesting." Vash heard Milly laugh and made his way into the living room. "Oh hello Mister Vash," Milly exclaimed cheerfully, "I hope we didn't wake you."
Vash shook his head and sat down in an arm chair, he really hated his long legs. The chair was so short and he looked like an adult sitting in a little kid's chair. He yawned and rubbed his forehead with his right hand. "Nah," he said quietly, "I just couldn't shut my mind off."
Vash watched as both women looked at him with worry. He smiled and laughed as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. "Hey don't worry about it girls, I'll sleep soon," he reassured them. "Kiva, if you want you could go sleep in my bed. Knives is snoring loudly so I don't think he'll be waking up any time soon. If he does just give a yell and I'll go straighten him out."
Vash watched as the color drained from Kiva's face. It only lasted a few seconds but it was clear. She really was quite afraid of Knives. Vash understood. Knives was constantly threatening to end her life. For some reason Vash just couldn't picture Knives doing it though. The way Knives stared at Kiva was deeper than just a hate for humanity. There was something more, even the blond idiot could see that. Kiva nodded and mumbled, "Goodnight," before she stood and went to Vash's room.
When Kiva was out of view Milly broke the silence, "Do you really think that's a good idea, Mister Vash? Mister Knives isn't very kind."
Vash looked at Milly and offered a small smile before adding, "Oh I know but I don't think he'd hurt her. I think my dear brother has a soft spot for that girl." He laughed and Milly stared at him confused. "He's had plenty of chances to kill her but he hasn't. Even when she slips up and does something he doesn't like, he hasn't done any serious damage to her. That's the reason I begged her to come with us. I'm hoping that she'll be able to get through to him."
Kiva looked around the darkened room as she quietly walked towards the empty bed. Vash had been right, Knives was snoring loudly. From a medical perspective that wasn't a good thing. It meant that he wasn't breathing properly. Kiva wanted to wake him up and have him change positions to free his airways, but she knew better. Knives was a cruel and heartless man and she enjoyed living.
Kiva undressed as quietly as she could, leaving only her bra and panties on. She had a door blocking her from everyone but Knives. She knew he wouldn't feel attraction and she was not embarrassed to be almost naked in front of him. A small part of her wished he would take an interest in her but she always pushed that piece of her heart away because she knew she deserved someone who would love her; Knives never would.
She was just about to get under Vash's covers when Knives suddenly stopped snoring. Kiva turned to look at the man only to find his eyes open and staring at her. "What are you doing," He hissed. Kiva didn't have time to answer before he was sitting up.
"I," she started, "I was going to bed. Vash wasn't able to sleep so he said I could sleep in his bed," She rushed through her explanation. She watched as his eyes looked over her body, she suppressed the urge to gulp. There was a strange, unfamiliar look in his eyes. He stood from the bed, his tall frame towering over her as she sat on Vash's bed. "W-what are you doing," she asked with a slight stutter as Knives gripped her shoulders with his hands.
He didn't answer her as he pulled her up, making her stand on the bed. Kiva's body trembled and she was about to shout for Vash when Knives' grip on her lessened. "Don't even think about it," He warned her, "I don't want Vash to interrupt me."
Kiva's body froze. She was terrified. She continued to tremble as Knives stared at her, their eyes were now at the same level since she was standing on the bed. Knives released his light grip on her shoulders and his calloused fingers softly glided down her arms to her hands. It was enough to make her blush and shiver all at the same time. She had never known Knives to do anything gently. He grabbed her hands and placed them on his broad shoulders, their eyes locked.
Kiva was so confused. She had no idea what was going on. Knives hated her but he was letting -no, making- her touch him. Kiva internally shuddered as he placed his hands on her slim waist. 'Maybe I should have stayed dressed after all,' she told herself. Knives pulled her close, making his body press against hers. Kiva's whole face turned as red as a strawberry. "Kn-Knives," she asked as he buried his face into the crook of her neck.
This was too much for Kiva. She liked this man for some unknown reason so she was on cloud 9. Logic told her that this shouldn't be happening at all, he hated her. He hated everything about all humans. She tried to fight the desire she had, she tried to side with logic. All reasoning flew out the window when he pressed his chapped lips against her neck and kissed it roughly. If her hands hadn't been on his shoulders she would have melted into a big puddle right on the bed. 'This can't be happening,' she thought
Knives smirked a little but Kiva couldn't see it. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was shallow. 'Humans are too easy to get worked up,' Knives thought. He slipped his right hand up from her waist to the lacy fabric of her bra. She flinched a little but that didn't bother him, he got great pleasure out of knowing she feared him. Knives gripped her breast roughly, it filled his hand nicely without being too much. 'It's as if she were made to be mine,' Knives thought but then corrected himself, 'No, she's just the perfect pawn.'
Knives let his fingers slip into the fabric and found her hardened nipple. He couldn't help but smirk; this was too easy. He felt her body tense up and she attempted to pull away. He wouldn't allow that. Instead he wrapped both arms around her waist and lifted her from the bed. He heard her gasp and she tried to free herself but Knives was too strong. Without difficulty he pinned her to his bed and pressed his body against hers. She was so small compared to him, he suddenly questioned if she'd survive what he planned to do to her. He told himself he didn't care.
Knives leaned up enough to unclasp her bra. He was fortunate that it fastened in the front. He smirked as Kiva quickly placed her hands over her chest. "It's adorable that you think you can hide them from me," He told her in a husky voice. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head with one hand then used the other to pinch and pull at one of her hardened buds.
He was so caught up in his own fun that he didn't even notice that Kiva started relaxing underneath him. She had never been touched by a man before and her body was so sensitive. She panted slightly, her whole body starting to get hot. She had been turned on before, this wasn't new, but it was new to feel something hard pressing against her thigh. She gasped slightly when he leaned down and flicked his tongue against one of her buds. She wished he would free one of her hands so that she could cover her mouth. She didn't want to moan for him, she wouldn't give him that pleasure.
Knives' mouth was hot as he sucked on her nipple, she felt a familiar warmth forming between her legs, feeling like fire in her core. She knew that she was becoming moist. 'This is so embarrassing,' she thought. Her cheeks were tinted pink and she had to bite the inside of her lower lip to keep from moaning. She only closed her eyes for a moment when Knives pulled away from her. When she opened them she had expected to see him angry, instead they were both fully naked.
She opened her mouth to speak but Knives placed his free hand over her mouth and told her, "Be a good human and stay quiet. I would hate to have Vash ruin our fun." The twisted smile he gave her was enough to make her shiver. She was attracted to a demon.
Knives moved his hand from her mouth and grabbed hold of his manhood, the very thing he had felt no need for so long. He didn't know if a plant and a human could create life together but he certainly hoped so. He needed this to work for his plans. He positioned himself between her hips and watched fear flash through her. "Please be gentle Knives," She whispered. It was clear she had given up fighting him. He didn't like being bossed around so he glared at her. He was going to be as rough with her as he wanted, he would ravage her. "It's my first time," She practically cried.
Guilt. Knives felt guilt. Truth was it was his first time too. He had studied humans long enough to know that this was a big deal to them. She was nearly in tears so he informed her, "I will, at least until you're comfortable." He rubbed the tip of his erection against her unplucked flower. She was really quite wet, it was interesting and intoxicating. He slowly pressed himself between the folds and entered her.
He didn't have to push far before he felt a barrier. He released Kiva's arms and she wrapped them around his shoulders. He impatiently waited for her to nod, when she finally did he pushed deeper, breaking the barrier. He watched her face twist into an expression of pain. He didn't stop though, he pressed all of himself into her, reaching as deep as he possibly could. The time that passed was agonizing. Her wet walls hugged his erect manhood tighter than he ever imagined. He wanted to move but, for some reason he didn't understand, he couldn't. 'Why do I care if I hurt her,' he asked himself.
Kiva bit the inside of her lip, she could feel the blood pooling underneath her buttocks as it trickled from inside her now plucked flower. She had fought the urge to cry, fought the urge to push him from her. It hurt worse than she ever imagined. She wondered if that was due to his size. He remained perfectly still within her, waiting for her to give him the okay. It was a strange site, she didn't understand this man at all. She decided that she wanted this to be done right, so reluctantly Kiva lifted her head and pressed her soft lips against his chapped ones.
It didn't even take him a second to return her kiss. The kiss became passionate, heated, and heavy. He couldn't take it any longer, he had to move. He rocked his hips backwards, pulling his erection almost completely out of his pawn, then rocked them forward slowly as he pushed himself back inside her. He felt her moan softly against his lips. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. She dueled his tongue well as he continued to move his erection in and out of her at that painfully slow speed.
Kiva's pain had mostly subsided and she was filled with pleasure. It was intense despite being so slow. It was unbelievable and she found she was having a very hard time keeping quiet. Knives broke their kiss and muttered something she couldn't understand. He started picking up speed with his thrusts, it was driving her wild. She allowed her hands to glide along the hard lines of his muscular arms. She couldn't believe this was happening, or that it had felt so good.
The faster he moved the harder it was to keep quiet. His manhood was rubbing all the right places of her womanhood. She didn't understand how she could be so pleasured by a man who hated her. She started to panic a little because he could kill her at any moment, she was so vulnerable like this. She couldn't focus on those feelings. 'If he kills me, I'll die happy,' she told herself.
Kiva buried her face into Knives' shoulder to keep from moaning to loudly as things got even more intense. "Kn-Knives," She whispered against his skin, "I-I'm going to," She didn't finish her sentence. It was just too embarrassing to tell him she was going to climax. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction.
"Me too," Knives told her, his voice sounding so much different. It was sexy. What he said didn't register in her mind at first. She felt a ripple of pleasure surge through her entire body and she wasn't in control of it. Every muscle in her body tightened, including the ones in her newly plucked flower. She arched her back and started to moan out louder than she should have. Knives quickly silenced her with a kiss, a deep passionate kiss.
As he kissed her she felt him tighten up. It dawned on her then what he had said. He had been reaching his climax too. She gasped against his lips as she felt hot semen shoot deep within her. It felt like lava pooling inside her but in a pleasurable way. All motion stopped. Neither dared to move. Kiva was so confused about what had just happened and was afraid of what would happen now.
It felt like an eternity passed and all they did was stare at each other. Knives didn't pull himself off of her, he didn't even pull himself out of her. This was nothing like she imagined her first time. This wasn't for love because Knives didn't love her. She didn't think she loved Knives either. She hoped she didn't, anyway. He was the one who broke the uncomfortable silence by saying, "Now you are forever mine."
Kiva was sure she didn't hear him right but she didn't dare question him. All Kiva could do was nod, she had no say in the matter and she had no idea what he had meant by it. She was afraid to know what he meant by it. After she nodded he pulled himself out and off of her and laid on his back beside her. She started to get up, knowing he hated being close to her, but he grabbed her wrist. The look her gave her screamed 'You aren't going anywhere' so she laid back down beside him. It took all that she had to fall asleep that night. He didn't hold her or make her feel loved, she knew he wouldn't. Sleep was so hard to come by that night.