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Their Night

Knives & Stella

Knives and Stella settled on the vacant bed, clothes still in place. They waited patiently while they listened to the couple above them. They heard slight scuffling then the creak of the bed. Once Vash and Meryl had settled in Knives and Stella looked at each other. There was nothing really for them to discuss. They knew what they were and what they needed to do.

Stella had chosen Knives the moment she had laid her violet eyes on his sleeping form. And when Meryl had told Vash to take her instead she was just slightly miffed. She had her own mind and she was allowed her own choice. She knew first and for most that Meryl was trying to do right by having the two who hated to kill with each other but Stella liked the fact that Knives was a wounded solider. She didn't want someone sweet and Vash was just that, sweet, but nice as that sounded it wasn't what she wanted. She wanted a little excitement in her life and Knives was going to provide that.

Knives himself thought along the same lines. He had heard more then he let on and did not want a mate who would be as aggressive if not more so then himself. Stella allowed him to think as he wished but the he knew that he would pay the price. Unlike the insurance girl who would fly off the handle Stella would allow him to say as he wished but would be chastised for it later. She had already done as such when she saw the look on Vash's face when the two had run off for the bedroom.

"Stella." Commanded Knives

Stella sighed and moved over Knives face. "What is it?"

"I wish to have sex with you as well, undress me."

Stella sighed and rolled her eyes. "You know that after this you'll either have to call me mate or wife?"

Knives sighed as well but his in frustration. "Why else would I be telling you to undress me? Do you not know how?"

"Well…no." admitted Stella. Meryl had been the one to have sex though it was only once in their hundred or so years, but she was far more comfortable with her body then Stella.

Knives stared wide-eyed at Stella. Had Meryl really kept Stella from everything?

"Meryl's just more comfortable with herself then I am. She did it first."

Sighing Knives sat up and placed Stella on her back. "Very well then, since you are a fellow plant and my soon to be mate, I will show you how to do this." With that Knives began undressing Stella and telling her in hushed tones where to touch and what places where most sensitive.

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They stayed in bed late into the afternoon. They spoke nothing of love but they didn't need to. It was instant for them; they didn't need the sweet words or the affirmation of their devotion. It was a given that once they became mates and that if any children should be made that they would care for, if not love them.

They did not stir until Nick and Millie arrived at the door asking if they could enter. Knives being the naturally arrogant man that he was came to the door in nothing but what was given him and stated that 'no they could not enter' slamming the door in their faces. Nick and Millie blinked, not knowing what to do. Moments later a thump was heard and Stella opened the door, Knives' shirt hanging loosely from her shoulders. Knives was face first on the bed his body hidden under pillows and heavy comforters. Obviously Stella had not appreciated his antics. That would be the first of many other fights; they would be mirror images to the ones that they would experience in the future.