Heaven or Hell

Queen Emeraldis

Realizing that he had not been struck or hit, he opened his eyes to see what she was doing. She was standing there, lulling around with her head down. She stood in one spot, silent, not bothering to cover her pantless legs anymore.

Worried about having offended her, he called out to her quietly.

"Meryl? Meryl, are you okay? Did I do something wrong? I... uh... I'm sorry?" He stuttered as he saw no reaction.

"Oh geez, what did I do now?" He threw himself back upon the couch and sighed regrettedly. Vash waited patiently for her to do something. He perked up as he heard her take a step towards him, and almost smiled a little. It was a bit odd of something to be happy about, but he desperately didn't want to make her mad.

Meryl walked up to the edge of the couch, head still hanging in front of her face. The purple-tinted gauze of hair covered her eyes from sight. She pulled her head up, to look straight at Vash with longing eyes. She kneeled to a sitting position, and rest her elbows on the couch still staring into his eyes.

'What is she doing?' thought Vash, as he racked his mind for answers. He was curious, and excited. The passion in her eyes, was she really about to...?

Meryl raised herself from the floor and began to travel her torso higher upon the couch. Her hand reached up to the further side of Vash's head. She pressed her right arm against the edge of the couch to hoist herself up to where her whole torso pushed up against Vash's.

Vash's mind raced. He said nothing. He did nothing. He was short of breath, excited, happy, and wanting more. Her body was a bit colder than what seemed usual, but nonetheless warm to his chilled touch. He couldn't believe the small woman (who usually smacks him and calls him a broomhead) was doing this. Did she think of him like that? Is this something she wanted?

At these thoughts, he assisted Meryl in coming to a full frontal lay upon him. He centered her small waist upon his, and held his arms to her upper back. His arms urged her to come down, just a little more, to his lips.

Meryl sudedenly jolted his arms off of her back, grasping each hand with hers, and held them above his head.

Struck by suprise, Vash had allowed it. He didn't know what to think of it, did she have a change in mind? Or did she just like to restrain? He exhaled a small laugh at this thought, and was calmed at the sudden movement Meryl had made where now their lips had met.

Meryl teased Vash with a modest kiss, pressing lightly and not leaving much of an opening to her mouth. Vash responded by opening his mouth a bit, and kissing her upper lip. With sudden passion, Meryl began to kiss him wildly, pressing her lips against his. Massagin his lips with her. Vash opened his mouth in awe, allowing Meryl to explore with her warm tongue.

Vash was completely taken away by the pleasure. Her body felt so nice against his, he wanted more, he wanted her not to leave. He hadn't known her for long, and never thought of love. This moment, however, at this moment he realized what he had been hiding from himself. He was truly in love with her.

He wanted to hold her, but his arms were still restrained. He pushed his head up, to kiss Meryl more, playing with her tongue, nibbling, sucking on her lips. Meryl responded passionately, as before. She cocked her head to the side, and breathed her warm breath into his.

Subconciously, Vash struggled to get free from her grasp. He hadn't noticed her stregnth that was used to hold him down. He wasn't thinking about that however, all he could think about was Meryl.

Meryl pulled back from his lips, her hair covering her eyes again. She smiled a little, and bent back down to trace his neck with the end of her nose. She traveled up and down, exhaling warmly upon him. She pressed her lips against his neck, licking and sucking. She continued to caress him, nibbling on his ear a bit. With no hesitation, she had gone back to the neck, kissing lower this time.

Vash was in pure bliss, oblivious to everything around him except for her warm kiss and touch. It had been so long, so long since he had felt loved this way.

Meryl had suddenly stopped kissing him. She rolled over to her side just a little bit, lifting her legs to squat on Vash's stomach. She pressed harder down on Vash's arms, tightening her grip.

In a sweet voice, Meryl had said: "Do you love me?"

The words stuck Vash in the heart, enlightening him, filling him with joy. He was ecstatic. There was no question in his mind. He knew.

"Yes, Meryl, I do love you," he said assuringly. He hoped to hear it back as much as he was longing for her to kiss him again.

Meryl did just such, traveling herself back to his neck. She began licking him, warmly, lovingly. Her soft tongue was pressed against his warm neck. This touch had given Vash shivers down his spine. He arched his back in pleasure, breathing heavily.

She traced her tongue in a circle on his neck, and nibbled on it a bit. She pressed harder against his neck, and it became more sensual that before. She grasped his hands tightly.

Vash's eyes widened. He screamed. He struggled, trying to lose himself from her grip. He lifted his leg and kneed her off of him. He brought his hand to his neck, covering the holes imprinted there.

"You bitch!" Vash cried. Tears were streaming from his eyes, and a suddenly feeling of manipulation had come over him.

Meryl threw her head back, her eyes were glowing red. She hissed. She stood up, her shirt falling off of her shoulder and exposing her breast.

Vash realizing that this was not the Meryl he knew, ran towards her. 'That's not Meryl,' he thought. 'That can't be Meryl!'

He took the strangers arms and pressed her against the wall. She hissed, cried, and shook. She couldn't break free of his grip, not even with her sudden boost of stregnth. Her movements tore her clothes even more. She bucked her legs wildly. He held her firm, and spoke to her calmly. Over and over again.

"Meryl, Meryl, wake up. Wake up! This isn't you! This isn't who you want to be! Don't let it happen Meryl. Don't let i... it..." Vash broke down into a cry. Tears streamed off his cheeks, and he wailed in pain. This couldn't happen to her. This couldn't be allowed to happen!

Meryl lost motivation it had seemed, as she tired of kicking her legs. Her head slumped there. She fell into slumber.

Suddenly the door popped open, and a joyful girl hopped on in. "Sempai! I'm back! I had a great ti-" Millie saw Vash holding Meryl against the wall, her clothes torn off.

"Ohmigosh, I'm really sorry, I'll go to the other apar-" she said, cutting herself off with the door.

That's it for this chapter. Its the first fluff! But it was also you know... manipulation. Whatever. Thanks for the reviews, I love you all.