✙ XIV ✙ [Action]

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[To anyone out walking around the train station, you will run into a very tired but satisfied Nation. He's standing outside his finally finished home, smiling up at it with an affection normally reserved for his sister, his girlfriend, and his guns... not in any particular order

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[unit_202]

[Not that 202 needs any more reason than usual to glance in the direction of Vash's new site, but the fact that he happens to be outside and working there in person as she heads back from the general store is more than excuse enough. Altering her course to take her more in the direction of his home than hers, she gives a soft whistle to alert the object of her affections as she approaches.]

I know they say that hard work is its own reward, but... [And she pauses, turning a fond eye on the house before turning a fonder one on the man responsible.] ...In this particular instance, I think it may not be the only one. You should be proud, I think.

[unit_202]

[202 chuckles as she moves to settle herself astride Vash's lap, leaning in to brush her lips softly over the side of his neck.]

That hardly seems a practical mindset, but I confess I do like the way you're prioritizing...

[neutralbyforce]

I have found, my 202, that when I think of you, you become the only priority in my mind.

[And that kiss to his neck just confirms that he's right to do so. He reaches down to lift her chin so he can return the action properly, lips caressing hers tenderly.]

[unit_202]

[Tentatively, 202 draws her half-parted lips against Vash's just slowly and softly enough to savor the feeling without seeming reluctant. She's anything but--rather she's so eager, in fact, that her breath trembles ever so slightly as it passes over his skin.]

I suffer from a similar lapse in logic, you know. I don't know what it is that you do to me... But I hope you never stop.

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If it is my choice, 202, I never will.

[He pushes their lips together more firmly, unable to resist at that waver in her breathing.]

[unit_202]

[202's breath hitches slightly, pleasantly surprised as she is by Vash's insistence, and she lets her hands move down over the plane of his torso.]

I hope not. There are actually quite a few things I never want you to stop doing, if I may be perfectly frank.

[There's obvious appreciation for the feel of his form under the shirt, but her fingers move to its hem in short order, as eager for the sight as for the feel of him.]

[neutralbyforce]

You may be frank... in fact I would prefer that you are.

[Vash leans back to help her with the removal of his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it unceremoniously on the floor. Resting his weight on his hands, Vash looks up at her with a shy smile.]

You should know... you're the only person to ever get me to voluntarily remove my shirt.

[unit_202]

You should know that you're the only person who I've ever cared about seeing without one.

[She returns his smile with one that's barely any less shy, a hint of pink rising in her cheeks as she pauses to let an approving gaze wander over the torso in question before her hands tentatively follow suit.]

Just the sight of you, my Vash--Even just the thought that you're my Vash... You overwhelm me, sometimes...

[neutralbyforce]

[A matching flush rises in Vash's cheeks as her fingers trace like butterfly kisses over his skin. He trembles, closing his eyes to better appreciate the sensations.]

I have to admit... some nights I lay awake thinking about you... [His blush deepens as he opens his eyes to look into hers.] I mean, not in a creepy way [sort of] but... I still can't believe that I'm so lucky. To have you, to be yours and to call you mine... It's unbelievable.

[With a slow roll of his shoulders, Vash brings his face close enough to hers to gently and sweetly kiss her.]

[unit_202]

...Thinking about me? Really? [Her smile turns from shy to delighted at those words, breathed softly against his lips when they part from his sweet kiss. Her hands fall still on his body, frozen by pleased surprise.]

...You amaze me, you know. This is one of those overwhelming times I mentioned. [With a soft, bewildered chuckle she brings their mouths tentatively together once more.] I'm so grateful for you.