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Are you sure you'll respect me in the morning?

But what if I don't respect you now? [He says with a laugh. One of the biggest lies he's ever told.] Will I have to respect you in the morning?

Am I going to have to kick you out of your own vacation?

What? Do you really want me to respect you? Because I don't think I could do these dirty thoughts I'm having with a girl I respected.

[They're not that dirty. Vash isn't that imaginative when it comes to sex.] But if that's what you want I suppose I could respect you then.

This line of joking is going to get you kicked out of this bed, you know. [Which is a little bit kidding but also serious. She just made herself very vulnerable to him. That's usually when she gets screwed over.]

[Vash ducks his head a little and wears a honest apologetic smile.] Too far? Sorry. I hope you know I do respect you. I respect you a lot for putting up with someone line me.

[She smiles. It probably shouldn't be necessary, but it is good to hear.] Okay, well, you don't have to put yourself down to tell me nice things. What's wrong with someone like you?

[Vash look at her as if he can't believe she's not joking before gesturing at himself.] You're kidding, right? You have noticed how long I take in the bathroom to get ready each morning, right? Or how often there's crumbs left behind anywhere I sit? [He's joking right now, but there's some honesty there. Vash doesn't like himself very much.]

I assumed that was because you had unnatural feats of mousse to perform on your hair. I can't explain the crumbs, but as long as they aren't in the bed I'm not that worried about them. Neither of these sound like deal breakers. You know that, right?

Sometimes. [He smiles and practices answering honestly.] Other times I wonder how you could care so much about a messed up guy like me. I know I'm not exactly... easy to get along with or respect sometimes.

[She reaches out and smooths back a strand of his hair, maybe trying to buy herself a little time as much as she also wants to comfort him because she's not sure what to say. How honest should she be? There were times...there still are times when she gets so exasperated with him or annoyed or she's questioned his choices or the way he communicates like when he's screaming peace and love. And while she figures a good chunk of it is an act—armor to protect himself—you also probably don't act that way for a century without it at least becoming part of who you are. But those things aren't all that he is either. There's a lot to him and it's probably normal not to love ever part of someone equally? She doesn't want him to feel bad about any of the parts though.

The part that's hardest about talking about it is probably just knowing that she never had to think this hard about it with Winn. At least she doesn't remember it that way. But she doesn't want to be making comparisons. It's just hard not to think of him too.]

Well, I'm not exactly easy to like all the time. I come with a lot of baggage. I've seen and done a lot and not in a good touristy way. But I do respect you. [That part is easy enough to say. She hasn't always. Certainly not the first time they met, but she does now and has for awhile.]

Yeah, but I like your baggage. I don't mind helping you carry it anywhere you want to go.

Wow. That was impressive. Like you've been planning on what you were going to say if this moment ever came up. [All that potential he has for awkwardness is kind of mitigated for all this potential for sweetness.]

Oh well, didn't I also mention I can see through time and know exactly what to say? That's how I never put my foot in my mouth.

Oh, that explains a lot. I had no idea. None. Really, really none.

Good, because subtle and blending in is another one of my specialties. [He sits up and leans over to give her a good, proper kiss. Then another. And another. Then just one more before he just stops thinking just one more and showers her in kisses. His heart just so full and happy he finds it had to stop.]

[He's in luck then because she doesn't seem all that interested in stopping him. Maybe they didn't have quite as long or deep a conversation as she might have wanted, but there's always time for more when it comes naturally to them. Right now, this is coming naturally. And enjoyably. She returns his kisses with interest.]

[He wasn't planning on going further than kissing, but getting kisses back with interest encourages him to keep going. He reaches forward to give one of her brests a soft squeeze with his right arm. Using his fake left arm to keep himself propped up.]

[Well, if breasts are already being squeezed then why pull back now? She kisses even more eagerly and presses her body closer along his. Too bad she threw clothes back on for the present unveilings.]

[Vash doesn't seem to mind the fact that she put clothes back on. He rubs her fabric across her skin. Moaning softly into her kiss when she presses her body along his own. Slowly his hips will begin to rock and grind against her.]

[He'll hear her first greedy sound as she feels him pressed against her causing the best kind of friction. She slides a hand down his back until it reaches his ass where she gives it a firm squeeze as he grinds into her.]

Oooh! [He makes an excited sound as she squeezes him. It breaks off into a happy chuckle. This was very easily his favorite camping trip ever. He slides his hands under her shirt. Fingertips tracking the curve of her body before sliding around to her back and holding her close.] Hi. [He says with a voice full of love and feeling at peace with the world.] Sure there's nothing you want to try? [He's had his fun. She should get her fun as well.]

[She wasn't expecting him to slow things down to ask her that. She's momentarily at a loss.] Um... I guess sex is not the right answer here?

Oh, it most certainly is. [He kisses her jawline. Brushing his teeth briefly against her skin as well.] I'm good with that if you are. [He reaches out to take her hand. Weaving their fingers together and giving that hand a squeeze.]

[She smiles as he takes her hand and works on her jaw. He can probably feel the change in tension in her face.] Were there other options on the table? Sex? Tennis? Putting books in alphabetical order?

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