The next morning Vanitas woke before Velle, he looked down at her naked form in his arms and felt a smile force itself onto his face. She looked so simple when she slept but inside she was chaotic. He had to admit it felt nice to sleep without his mask on for once, he hadn't been able to since Xehanort told him to watch over her. Velle began to stir in her sleep and she curled closer to Vanitas inhaling deeply.

She woke to a familiar smell, she felt herself instinctually tuck herself closer to the scent. She slowly opened her eyes to see Vanitas's bare chest, she blushed instantly.

"Morning," Velle heard him say in a deep tone.

Her blush grew darker knowing he was awake. The events from the night before flooded back to her and she closed her eyes suddenly embarrassed. Velle clutched the sheet to her chest as close as she could.

"Good morning," She mumbled. Vanitas noticed her stiffen immediately, he watched as she pulled the sheet closer to her to hide her body and he snorted.

"I've already seen it, Velle. You can relax," He told her as he pulled her closer to him.

"I'm shy," Velle said muffled in his chest. Vanitas rolled his eyes and lifted her chin to look at him. She stared into his golden honey eyes, and he into her leafy green orbs for a moment before he pulled her face to his. Velle felt her lips make contact with his and she melted into him. When they pulled apart she narrowed her eyes playfully at him, obviously feeling more relaxed. "I'm still shy, so don't get your hopes up on seeing anything." She looked around the room while holding the sheet close to her.

"What are you looking for?" Vanitas asked with amusement, he reached out and tried to snatch the sheet from her hand but she slapped him.

"My clothes, you creep. Stop it," She warned as she slapped his hand away again.

"They're over there, go get 'em," He snickered as he pointed to the other side of the room.

"Fine, but I'm taking the sheet with me," She announced as she stood.

"Whatever, you say," Vanitas snickered, he watched her wrap the sheet around her like a gown and walk away dramatically. Every step she took would reveal a little more of Vanitas, he knew she didn't realize that he also wasn't wearing clothes. One more step and he was exposed to the cool air, he snickered again and Velle snapped towards him after she picked her clothes up.

"What are you laughing at?-Oh my god!" Velle's face turned bright red and she covered her eyes quickly.

The brunette cackled at her reaction and walked over to his clothes and put them on as well, "Relax, I'm putting them on." After a few seconds he turned to her and clapped his hands, "Done, you can open your eyes you prude."

"I'm not prude!" Velle snapped, she ran into the bathroom, changed, and returned.

"Of course you're a prude, we slept together and you're still afraid to see me naked." Vanitas laughed.

Velle blushed and turned away with a frown, "You're obnoxious." she grumbled as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Vanitas sighed, "You're really not gonna be my fan after I break the bad news to you…"

Velle looked at him, "What bad news?"

"We have to go see the master today," Vanitas informed her.

"What?" She asked rhetorically.

"Don't fight me on this?" Vanitas warned.

"Why? Are you gonna choke me again?" Velle snapped. Vanitas raised an eyebrow, seemingly unaffected by her question. He walked forward slowly, as he advanced Velle backed up until she bumped into the wall behind her. Vanitas smirked and languidly placed his hands on either side of her head.

"Can't, no time right now...but…" He put a finger under her chin and lifted her head to look at him. "I promise to choke you when we get back if you're a good girl." He pressed his lips to hers giving into his urges. He sucked her bottom lip lazily and then slipped his tongue into her mouth. Velle felt Vanitas's tongue dance with her own and he pulled away for air.

"I thought you said we didn't have time," Velle asked. Vanitas stretched his neck out of annoyance and then rolled his shoulders before taking a few steps back. "Wait," Velle pulled him back and kissed him.

"What was that for?" Vanitas asked curiously. Velle shrugged, "You're not mad about me having to reverse the spell?"

"No, I'm happy you reversed it in the first place...why did you?" Velle asked as she tucked her hair onto one shoulder.

"Have you ever been around someone who Xehanort possessed? They're not the most fun to interact with…"

"That's the only reason!?" Velle shouted as Vanitas summoned a dark corridor.

"Yup," he replied teasingly, putting on his helmet before stepping into the portal.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Velle shouted as she tied the blindfold over her eyes and ran through the portal. Not being able to see she bumped into him on the other side and fell to the floor. "Ow!"

Vanitas snorted and took her hand to help her up, "What are you doing?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I can't see!" She complained with annoyance. She felt Vanitas's fingers lace with hers and blushed.

"Come on, he's waiting…" Vanitas reminded in a serious tone. Velle allowed him to lead her to the exit but before they left Vanitas turned to her. "Ready?" he asked.

She shook her head, "No."

She heard an odd sound and then felt soft lips brush hers, "I'm sorry…" He whispered purposefully before he waved his hand in front of her face. Velle had to give it to him, for someone who never said sorry before he was getting a better hang on it.

Suddenly the images that had Velle's complete attention turned to black. She sat there in deep contemplation, how could she have forgotten so much. How did she forget the literal relationship she had with Vanitas, she wondered what happened to him after the war. She had so many questions…

Just then the darkness began to morph into color and shapes and Velle could see the masked boy in question standing in front of her in present day. She was standing in the badlands beside the younger version of Xehanort. He wore a stone cold expression that matched hers. Vanitas had just joined them and he gawked, surprised to see Velle, but was thankful for his mask.

"What is she doing here?" Vanitas asked calmly, trying to mask his true feelings.

"Change of plans, the Master wants to stick with the original one. So he sent me to bring this one back when he felt her presence return." He nodded towards the stoic Velle, silver hair and yellow eyes, it was so unnatural to Vanitas.

The masked boy crossed his arms over his chest wanting to know his roll, "And Why am I here?"

"Glorified babysitter," Young Xehanort answered simply. Vanitas glared at him, his heart started to increase speed at the thought of spending time with Velle again. The way she looked at him was so unfeeling that it brought a chill down his spine.

"I don't have time," He said, turning on his heel.

"Oh? Did you think this was a request?" Xehanort asked with a smirk, he turned to Velle, "Follow him." Velle nodded and walked forward.

"I said I'm busy," Vanitas lied, he needed to keep up the front.

"You don't have a choice," And with that the young Xehanort disappeared.

"Tch," Vanitas sucked his teeth and looked at Velle. She changed, she let her hair down and it was longer, she had grown into more of a woman. However, she looked nothing like what she should have. Aside from the silver hair and yellow eyes, Velle's aging was slowed because of the interference of Xehanort's magic.

Vanitas sighed, "What did you get yourself into?"

When she didn't respond he rolled his eyes and summoned a portal to Monstropolis and waved his hand indicating for her to enter. She walked through like a zombie, blinking once. Vanitas sighed again and entered after her. As much of a pleasant surprise it was to see her, he still worried she might have gotten hurt. Under Xehanort's possession Velle didn't need her blindfold, without pausing she followed the corridor and exited the other side. When Vanitas emerged he saw her back as she stared straight forward not even bothering to look that she was several feet in the air on top of stacked crates. Vanitas stepped in front of her and grabbed her shoulders forcing her to look at him. With Xehanort's several failed attempts at summoning Kingdom Hearts he had gotten stronger and so had his magic. Vanitas summoned all of his strength, he knew he wouldn't be able to break the spell without his keyblade this time. A ring of darkness appeared around him as he focused, he opened his eyes and his keyblade began to glow.

"Dispelja," he growled through the darkness whipping in the air frantically. A light shot out from his keyblade and into Velle's chest, then he twisted his keyblade as if unlocking her and the darkness and wind began to dissipate. Velle fell to her knees but Vanitas caught her, her hair had returned to purple. Vanitas brushed it out of her face, panting from using so much energy, her eyes slowly opened revealing the bright green ones he knew were hers.

"V-vanitas?" She stuttered in a daze.

"It's okay, I've got you." His hand rested on her cheek, so much had changed in him since the last time they met. "I can't believe it's you…" Vanitas whispered.

"...I-i remember everything…" She groaned, rubbing her temples.

"Good," he removed his helmet to reveal his face and pressed his lips to hers longingly. When he pulled away Velle looked at how much he had changed. He was older, more tone, more smoldering, she felt a blush come to her face at how much more handsome he'd become. "Are you okay?"

Suddenly something dawned on her, Vanitas's face looked very familiar. How had she not felt that before? Of course, she knew Vanitas but as she had been unlocking her memories she could have sworn she saw a boy who looked just like him...but who? She couldn't place her finger on it, her poor memories would never return to her in full at this rate. Regardless of her predicament she sighed and sat up, "I'm fine, thank you."

Vanitas blushed, "What did I tell you about thanking me?"

Velle snorted, "Cry about it." Just then an unversed scurried past her and Velle summoned her keyblade. "What are they doing just out?" She exclaimed.

"It's fine," Vanitas waved his hand. "This world belongs to us now."

Velle looked around and narrowed her eyes "Are we in Monstropolis?"

"Good eye, it's time to collect Randall's debt. He wants me to help him get revenge on these two monsters. And so the world is mine now and the unversed roam free." Vanitas explained.

"Well at least all their negativity isn't messing with you," Velle stated as she turned to look him over, one more time.

"You look good," she commented over her shoulder. Suddenly Vanitas was right behind her, his breath against her ear.

"So do you…" Vanitas commented, "Like really good."

Velle laughed, "I don't think now is the time, Vanitas." She turned to him, "I told you not to do it Vanitas. I told you not to fight him, both of you got hurt."

His demeanor changed, he crossed his arms over his chest, "It takes two to fight, I didn't hear you telling my brother not to come look for me."

"Your brother?" Velle asked, surprised he didn't call Ventus a weakling.

"A lot has changed, Velle." Vanitas replied.

"Have you seen him? I've been looking for him everywhere." Velle said.

"So have we, but no luck. This still isn't how things should be, you know that." He mumbled.

"Why didn't you and Ventus unite when you fought?" Velle asked curiously she walked over to him and took his hand in hers.

"Your pal, the one that possessed you in Twilight Town, he collected me before we were complete. Stopped the process and now we have to do it all again." Vanitas explained with a sigh.

"What? No you can't, you'll kill each other!" Velle pleaded.

Vanitas shook his head, "You're still such a kid, Velle. Grow up, it's not like we have a choice. Xehanort's grown to immeasurable strengths, you saw what it did to me to break the spell once. There's nothing we can do but go along with the plan."

"Vanitas, you're more than just a pawn," Velle argued.

He felt a smile tug at his lips, "No, no I'm not."

"You are to me!" Velle retorted, tugging his hand closer to her.

"That's cute," Vanitas said with a roll of his eyes, he couldn't hide the light blush on his face though. Velle leaned up and pressed her lips to his cheek. Vanitas sighed, his shoulders relaxing, he turned to her. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her into an embrace. He kissed her in the most tender way while holding her face in his hands.

"I thought I'd never see you again, Velle." Vanitas whispered, resting his forehead against hers.

"Me too," Velle replied.

"Don't get too attached, I still have to unite with Ventus." Vanitas said after a moment, while backing up.

"Vanitas…" Velle warned.

"You can't live in this fantasy world. My brother and I are both broken without each other. I'm not confused and neither are you. As much as I care about you, Velle, it would never work out between us...not like this at least. The only way we can be together is if I reunite with him." Vanitas explained.

Velle looked at him shocked, "You want to reunite with Ven to be with me?"

Vanitas blushed," That's not the whole reason...but it's part of it now. Now that I know you're still alive." She stared at him for a moment before he broke the silence, "I won't be able to break his hold on you for nearly as long as I did before. I don't want you to be surprised when-" Suddenly Velle felt like she was being sucked into a vacuum of darkness, she shouted as Vanitas's image receded but he didn't seem to hear her.

She was back in her dive to the heart just like that, her mind felt scrambled while she processed her situation but she didn't have time. The darkness turned to light and a new memory started to take shape.

"Vanitas, stop!" Velle shouted as he shoved her against the wall of the Traverse Town hotel. "It's the unversed!" He didn't seem to hear her, he was seeing red, this was almost something she got used to. The unversed were flooding Vanitas with their energy and he was going on a rampage.

"Stop trying to get in my way, I'm going after him!" Vanitas sneered.

He turned on his heel and summoned a portal but Velle grabbed him by the back of his clothes and pulled him back with all her might. He hit the wall and the portal dissipated. Before he could react Velle pulled his mask off, threw it on the ground and smashed her lips to his. Instantly his mind switched targets from Ventus to Velle, Vanitas grabbed her shoulders and slammed her back on the wall, switching spots with her. Velle winced in pain but couldn't completely register it because Vanitas had pinned her arms above her head and was kissing her again as he clutched the front of her shirt.

"Take it off," He demanded through clenched teeth. "Take it all off."

Velle couldn't help but giggle as she ripped her clothes off, Vanitas did the same and then returned to the violet haired vixen. His hand found her throat and she could feel her air being cut off as his grip tightened. He moved her head to the side and as he let up and allowed her to breathe he licked the side of her neck in a languid motion up to her earlobe. Velle practically purred as he licked the hull of her ear and whispered to her.

"Do you remember what I told you yesterday?" He asked in a husky voice.

"N-no," She admitted, his hand trailed down to her breasts and gave one a hard squeeze.

"I told you I'd be gentle with you yesterday and only yesterday," He muttered as he latched his mouth onto her pink nipple and bit down.

"Ah!" She cried, he chuckled and pressed his lips to her breast with an apologetic kiss. "Vanitas...I'm all sweaty from training…" She panted as she felt his other hand migrate lower and stroke her slit.

Vanitas groaned, "Fine, hurry up." He pushed her towards the bathroom already in a significantly better mood knowing he would find his release soon. When she shut the door Vanitas was struck with an idea, he waited for the shower to turn on and then he started to sneak towards the bathroom. He tried the door knob and smirked when it turned, quietly he entered the room and slipped into the shower behind Velle. He watched her for a moment as she washed her long purple hair, she turned and jumped when she came face to face with Vanitas.

"Holy shit!" She gasped, from the jolt her foot slipped and she began to fall. Vanitas's eyes widened Velle's head was inches away from the faucet of the tub, he reached out and grabbed her.

"Jeez, you're clumsy." he snickered, he helped her to her feet but didn't let go of her.

"I'm not clumsy! You scared me! Why are you here anyways?" She asked, slightly covering up her wet and soapy form. Vanitas didn't reply, he hummed and ran his hands up and down her body as if washing the soap off of her. He observed the way the water made her skin shine, she watched him warily. He slowly pulled her hands away from her breasts and began to fondle them purposefully. "Vanitas," she whimpered.

"I said you could take a shower, I never said I wouldn't fuck you in it though," Vanitas pushed her up against the wall and kneeled as the water fell onto them soaking them through. Velle blushed from the heat of the shower and from what Vanitas was doing to her. He spread her cheeks and pressed his tongue against her ass, she gasped her eyes fluttering closed immediately.

"Oh god, Vanitas!" She moaned when he inserted two fingers into her unprepared pussy. Velle pressed her forehead against the shower wall as Vanitas's tongue prodded her asshole and his fingers curled inside of her. She felt herself coming undone and screamed when she felt one of Vanitas's fingers at her exit. "Vanitas, no!" She jerked trying to get away from him, he groaned and stood. His hand grabbed her chin and turned her to make her look at him, his yellow eyes seemed annoyed.

Instead of growling at her he pouted and it took her by surprise, "I just want to make you feel good, Vellum." He pressed his lips to hers, he decided it was just a matter of time before she agreed. Slyly he slipped his tongue into her mouth, he was going to work her close to her climax before he tried again. He was determined to get what he wanted.

His lips found hers again, hands gripped her waist tightly. The water from the shower soaked him thoroughly, Vanitas's once gravity defying hair laid flat against his head. He could barely see Velle through the steam, but that didn't stop him. Vanitas reached out, finding only her shoulder he pulled her closer to him. Velle wrapped her arms around his neck, her lips found his. His lips felt soft under the water from the shower, he leaned her gently against the wall and let his hands roam her body.

Velle sighed into the kiss, his hands didn't grope, just caressed her skin lightly. This was only the second time she'd been intimate with anyone but she felt so comfortable around him. She supposed she'd felt comfortable around him all along. Although he was and wasn't Ventus, he radiated him and when Velle closed her eyes it felt like she was with him. Vanitas slipped his tongue into her mouth and entangled it with hers. Sliding against the warm soft flesh as if he had all the time in the world, one hand traveled down and rested on her hip. Velle placed a hand on Vanitas's cheek and he leaned his face against it.

"Velle…" He whispered against her lips, eyes still closed.

"Mhm…" She hummed.

Vanitas brushed his lips against hers before trailing his tongue down to her neck and kissing her there too. "I want you…"

He dragged her lip between his teeth before sucking on the soft flesh. He head dipped to her chest, she inhaled sharply when his tongue darted out and flicked her nipple. Then he teased the sensitive flesh with his teeth. He took her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it like he was nursing.

"Vanitas…" Velle groaned, her head hit the shower wall with a soft thud.

"Hm?" Vanitas hummed with a smirk while switching breasts.

"Put it in," Velle blushed a deep red, she was so embarrassed but she wanted him so much. Her fingers lightly grazed his shaft and he bit his lip with pleasure.

"Whatever you want," He replied, without hesitating he lifted her up and wrapped her legs around him.

The shower floor was slippery but he didn't care, he leaned Velle's back against the shower wall again and positioned himself at her entrance. His eyes met hers and she licked her lips seductively, Vanitas pressed his lips to hers and plunged himself inside. Velle gasped from the sudden impalement, Vanitas took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. He allowed her to adjust to him and didn't move, she was already slick with arousal from his previous musings.

Velle moaned into the kiss, her nerves felt like they were on fire. The sensation of the water raining down on their hot skin added another layer of pleasure. Velle massaged Vanitas's tongue with hers earning a groan from the brunette. One hand cupped her ass while the other supported her so she didn't fall. Velle trailed one of her own hands down Vanitas chest making him shiver slightly, her hand kept traveling south but now it touched herself. Her fingers found her clit and began to rub the bundle of nerves. She moaned again into their kiss but this time louder, Vanitas's breath quickened, he couldn't stay still any longer. He withdrew his hips slightly before slamming back in her.

Velle choked out a scream of pleasure, "Mnnugh! Holy hell, Vanitas!"

Vanitas chuckled and bit his lip to contain the pleasure he felt, it was a really attractive sight to Velle, "Feel good, baby?"

"Mhm!" She nodded fervently.

Vanitas thrust into her again and again, "Good."

As pleasurable as this position was to them he started to lose his grip. He pushed the shower curtain open and put Velle down.

"Bend over and put your hands on the counter," Vanitas ordered. He shook his head and the water fell from it as it bounced back to his gravity defying spikes. Velle did as he asked, half in the shower and half out. The water cascading all over the bathroom but neither of them minded. Velle's ass stuck out in the air and as embarrassed as she was she just wanted more.

"Want me to make you scream, baby?" Vanitas cooed. Velle nodded and then cried out when she felt a hand slap her ass. "Say it."

"Yes!" she chirped.

Vanitas rubbed the spot he'd smacked her gently before placing a light kiss on it. "Good girl," He purred. "Now…" He leaned his head down and placed the tip of his tongue on Velle's virgin asshole and ran circles around it.

"Mmm…." Velle moaned, as persistent as Vanitas was she had to admit it did feel good in a really bad way.

"When are you gonna let me fuck this pretty little asshole, Vellie?" He pouted.

"Vellie?" Velle snorted, she couldn't help it. He chuckled and leaned back, grabbing his stiff member, he ran it up and down her slit. "Vanitas!" she groaned, her hands gripping the counter tightly.

"Tell me what you want," Vanitas encouraged, still running his head up and down her. She couldn't help but notice how he would pause at her ass and apply a little pressure every time. It felt exhilarating but she was ashamed to admit it, she bit her lip as he slid his cock down and prodded her entrance ever so slightly. Vanitas leaned over her, covering her body with his, his free hand found her breast. He pinched her nipple and twisted it gently before fondling the whole of the flesh. "Mm...these are so nice…" He whispered in her ear. "Now...tell me what you want, Velle…"

Velle inhaled sharply and crooned her head back, locking her lips with Vanitas's in an awkward head tilt. He inserted his tip into her dripping pussy again and her eyes slammed shut. "Ugh, I want you Vanitas. ...Please!" She admitted.

Vanitas smirked, he liked the feeling of being wanted, he craved it in fact. His tongue darted out and licked the hull of Velle's ear in a slow teasing motion. "I'm right here," He replied simply.

Velle growled, "You know what I mean."

He snorted, "Apparently I don't."

"Vanitas!" Velle glared at him.

He laughed, his smile heartstopping, if only he'd show her that more than the scowl. "What?" He burst innocently.

Velle pouted, "Please...my hands are starting to hurt."

Vanitas snorted "Fine, come here." He pulled her up and sat on the edge of the tub, the shower still raining down over the bathroom. Velle faced him and straddled his waist, she could feel his tip at her entrance and his hands found her breasts. He brought one up to his lips and suckled. "So what do you want?" His teeth bit down lightly on the sensitive bud.

Velle sighed, he was infuriating and he knew it. "Fuck me…" She breathed.

Vanitas locked his eyes with hers, licking his lips hungrily before biting his bottom lip in thought. He didn't think long though, he lifted his hips and slid easily into her entrance. "Mmmnnghhh…" She moaned, biting her own lip. Vanitas lifted his head to kiss her.

He let out a shaky hiss before pulling out and slamming back in, Velle wrapped her arms around his neck and hid her face. "Fuckkk….Velle, you're so tight."

"I-is that bad?" Velle stuttered as the brunette slammed into her again and again.

"Not at all, I love it!" He growled, he felt so close to her then he didn't mind admitting it.

"Good," she whispered in his ear, she started to move her hips and ride him on her own and he groaned.

"God, Velle, keep doing that."

Velle giggled and complied, Vanitas's nails dug into the flesh of her thighs as his own hips met hers with every thrust.

"Ugh! Vanitas, I'm gonna cum." Velle covered her face feeling overwhelmed from the heat.

"Don't cover your face, I want to see what I do to you," He hissed.

"Mmmm," Velle moaned.

Vanitas smirked and pressed his lips to hers, "Can I make you feel even better?"

"What?" Velle asked, her brain felt like fuzz and she couldn't concentrate.

Vanitas gritted his teeth but held her in place so she could hear him. "Can I make you feel even better?" he repeated.

Velle seemed aggravated that he halted her climax, "Is that even possible?"

Vanitas snorted and pressed his lips to hers, "I'm flattered, but yes..." Velle raised her eyebrow, she rolled her hips against his and watched him wince fighting himself from wanting to slam his cock into her. "Stop that. You don't get any more until you answer me." he chuckled at her eagerness.

Velle pouted, she knew exactly what he wanted, he tried it earlier. "Will it hurt?"

Vanitas's eyes lit up, "For a little, but I promise I'll be gentle and I'll stop if you want."

Velle narrowed her eyes at him, "You said you were only going to be gentle the last time…"

Vanitas rolled his own eyes, "I'm not gonna hurt you if you let me do it."

"But you don't get anything out of it," Velle argued, obviously nervous.

"Not yet, but if you like it…" He raked his teeth against her bottom lip seductively. "...If you like it...maybe...you could let me fuck your ass too?" He licked his lips at the thought.

"Vanitas, that's so dirty…" She hid her face in the crook of his neck to hide her blush.

"Come on," he whispered in her ear, "You already let me stick my tongue in it."

"Stop…" she whined, completely mortified.

"How can you be so shy, Velle! My dick is literally inside of you right now, hurry up and decide because I really want to keep moving." Vanitas was whining and it sounded cute to her.

"You promise you'll stop if it hurts too much?" She mumbled into his neck.

Vanitas smiled knowing he'd won, he withdrew himself and slid back in slowly so Velle could feel every inch. He could hear her moaning quietly as she continued to hide her face. "I promise."

"O-okay…" She mumbled.

"Yes!" he hissed sounding very similar to an excited Ventus. He began thrusting into her at a steady pace and Velle's head fell back with pleasure.

"Oh god…" she groaned. Vanitas chuckled and brought his hand to her cheek, he cupped her face lovingly before narrowing his eyes mischievously.

"Suck on these, babe," he brought his fingers to her lips and without hesitation she ran her tongue hungrily across the length of his digits. Vanitas didn't know what he wanted more, to impale her on his cock or to have her delicious tongue running up and down it. "Fuck, that's hot," he growled as he slammed into her harder.

"Ahh!" Velle cried. "More, Vanitas, please."

"Anything for you, baby…" he agreed quickly. He removed his now slick fingers from Velle's mouth and she could feel him slowly run circles over the tight hole. Her walls were already tightening around him but he wasn't going to let her finish just yet. Velle felt him start applying pressure and she hissed, wincing slightly. "Are you okay?" He whispered, barely audible over the slap of their raw skin.

Velle could barely feel it. She honestly was so overcome with pleasure that it didn't matter. She nodded her head as she bounced on his lap, "Yeah." she breathed.

Vanitas smiled, "That's my girl…"

He kept pushing until his middle finger was completely enveloped in the tight hole. He didn't move it, just left it there and continued to pound into her.

"Unghh! Oh my god! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Vanitas, I'm gonna cum!" She rambled. "I'm gonna cum so hard, don't stop please!" She begged. Her body felt like it was on fire.

Vanitas shook his head rapidly "I'm not gonna stop, Velle. I can't stop, it's too good."

He bit his lip as she rode him and watched her eyes roll to the back of her head. He felt her walls clamped down and he couldn't hold it any longer. With three final vicious thrusts Vanitas came, spilling his seed into her.

"Argh!" They both growled as they rested his forehead against Velle's, panting heavy to catch his breath. They were covered in sweat and bodily fluids.

"Holy shit." Velle whispered, she brushed her lips to his and giggled.

Vanitas let out something similar to a giggle as well and kissed her again, "Did you like that?"

Velle smiled and bit her lip, "Yeah."

Once again Vanitas let out a cheer that sounded very much like Ventus. "Yes!"

Velle rolled her eyes with a smile and rested her head on his shoulder, "I'm exhausted…"

"Me too," Vanitas admitted. "Come on let's finish this shower, and watch your step, the place is soaked.

Velle snickered, "Who's fault is that."

"Shut up," he slapped her ass, Velle stood and his now soft member slid out from her. They both let out a dissatisfied groan, Velle locked eyes with Vanitas and snickered. "Come on get in the shower." He urged

Velle sighed and hopped back in, Vanitas joined her and closed the curtain. As he showered he noticed Velle just laying sleepily against the wall. "Come on, Velle. Take your shower!"

Velle mumbled ",Can't too sleepy..."

"Velle…" Vanitas tried again.

"Vanitas…" She mocked.

"Fine, I'll help you this time, but only if you promise me something." Vanitas wrapped his arms around her wet body and started to scrub her skin lightly with the loofa.

"What?" Velle mumbled.

"You'll let me put it in-" She felt his finger press at her ass and she jumped. "-here next time." he finished.

Velle shut her eyes, but leaned against Vanitas's hard chest. "...Okay..." she whispered.

"Really?" He asked, completely surprised she agreed.

"I said okay, didn't I?" she snapped with irritation.

"Okay, Okay!" He said as he quickly ran some shampoo through her hair and Velle's head lulled back. She loved having her hair played with and Vanitas was honestly having fun playing with it. '...I think I love this girl…' he thought as they finished their shower and he wrapped a towel around her wet frame.

"So sleepy…." She mumbled as she dried her hair lazily and changed.

"Come on, let's go to bed." Vanitas pulled back the covers and Velle climbed in.

"Okay…" she whispered, she reached out for Vanitas and he joined her wrapping his arms protectively around the Violet haired girl. She quickly fell asleep on his chest and he sighed as he listened to her soft breathing.

"This would never work...I'm not stupid Velle...I know you love my brother…" He kissed the top of her sleeping head. "But I love you…"

Shortly after his admittance he fell asleep too, gripping tight to the girl he was afraid to admit he was inevitably going to lose.