Captain Grease Monkey: Okay he was annoyed and it probably could really show on his face right now, not only was Chaos and Galian annoying him inside his mind, but a comment from one of Cid Highwind’s little lackeys had irritated him to the point of him having the comment rushing around and around inside of his head. He had joked with a friend of his as they walked past Vincent earlier moaning about Cid, the young man had called him…….well Captain Grease Monkey and he wanted to know what the hell that meant, what the hell was Captain Grease Monkey, it wasn’t like he could see his lover in tight Lycra rushing to save people. Okay that thought had brought a small and he knew it was small smile to his lips, damn it was taking too long for him to become human once more, sure he was slowly getting the idea and Cid was a brilliant teacher, maybe not in the language department, but Cid alone had managed to get him to change his attire. Today he was in tight black jeans and a white tank top, his arms all on show and he felt a little nude if he was honest, but to see the joy in Cid’s face earlier that morning was priceless and he wanted to please him, really wanted to please him so he was trying to get the idea that he was beautiful into his head. Damn beautiful just sounded too girly to him but it was a word Cid loved to use, as Galian and Chaos once more began there stupid argument with each other about Cid, Vincent found he was sighing heavily as he looked towards the workshop doors where he knew Cid was inside working on an engine. Chaos thought the comment from the lackey meant Cid rolled about in pots of grease as he pleasured himself over his main demon, Galian refused to let Chaos lap up the attention and guessed the idea of Cid being Captain Grease Monkey was seeing him at the wheel of the airship naked and covered in lubricant. Damn the two demons were giving him a headache as well as his own desire to understand the comment, as Vincent looked to the door he suddenly realized he owed that naught, dirty foul mouthed lover of his a repaid debt, Cid had spied on him last week when he had redressed in his lathers. Not that Vincent hadn’t heard the pilot’s damn heavy breathing at his door, so he had taken it all slowly and rubbed lotion all over his legs, slowly bent down……Vincent cleared his throat as he wasn’t about to think of the wild sex they had gotten up too once Cid fell threw the door into his room. To say that he had needed another shower afterwards was a correct assessment, and that he had to nurse the welts he had given Cid on his buttocks back to health was also a correct assessment, so right now Vincent suddenly had the urge to spy on his blonde lover. Slowly he walked barefooted towards the door of the work room and he felt a tingle inside of his stomach, gods he was getting more and more human everyday as the tingle was his nerves and also the thrill he could feel burn threw his veins, he was such a naughty boy if he did this. Boy, well grown male of 60 years although still looking 27….damn he was a lucky bastard when he thought about his good looks, but the pain that followed after this thought made him realize how sad he was, he wouldn’t age when all his friends, his lover would. As he came to the workshop door he was stunned that his demons had grown suddenly silent, well that was one good thing at least, and he reveled in the silence inside his head for a brief second, then he looked threw the pain of glass of the door and he spotted Cid. He tilted his head a little and his loose ebony locks tumbled to his right, Cid was wearing just his blue jeans, well the had been clean and were now covered in black goopy grease from the plane engine Cid was busy working on. A smile broke out on Vincent’s usual stoic face as he noticed as Cid turned in this direction to drop a screw that the pilot had smudges of grease all over his face, black goo up his hands and arms and he looked a right sight, a real grease monkey. But the smile on Vincent’s face got bigger as he noticed the C in a capital letter drawn on to Cid’s chest, the blonde’s small amount of chest hair didn’t hide the fact that the pilot had drawn a great big C on his chest in grease. Vincent ducked his head down and his right hand slapped across his face as he sniggered, he hadn’t laughed like this for…..well a bloody long time anyway, Chaos rubbed his mental shields inside of his mind as he chuckled and he felt the demons intent to go in there and get dirty with him. ‘Ah…..piece of crap’, Vincent heard Cid bark out his curse. As more profanities erupted from his lovers mouth Vincent slowly stood upright again and he spied threw the glass, Cid was leaning over the engine and his right arm was elbow deep into the workings of some tube……but it seemed he was stuck and stuck fast. Vincent watched as he lashed about and his lovers arm remained wedged inside the tight tube, he couldn’t help but chuckle and then ducked down as Cid seemed to turn in the direction of the door….Vincent couldn’t help the grin on his face no matter how much he didn’t want to smile. ‘Tighter than Vince’s…..well his tight ass’, Cid cursed more. Vincent felt a ripple inside of his throat and he wondered what it was, and no matter what he did he could feel it about to break out of his mouth……loudly a laugh escaped him and it was his own laugh…..the laugh he hadn’t heard for such a long time he had forgotten what it sounded like. ‘If your out there Vince, I am going to ram this tube somewhere painful……unless ya help’, Cid barked. Vincent was fanning his mouth as he kept out of sight, happy tears rolled down from his eyes and he tried to regain his dignity, Vincent Valentine never laughed, but the more Cid cursed the more he laughed. ‘I mean it vampy pants……get your sorry ass in here, I know ya was spying on me’, Cid snorted. Vincent slowly regained some dignity and he leaned on the door hard, Cid was good for him as he had shown him so much and he owed his lover so much…..life sure was different for him now and he felt like he was slowly living a bit each day. ‘Vincent…..ya sorry assed tight ass……come help me I am stuck’, Cid barked again. Vincent once again began to laugh and he listened to the purrs of his demons inside of his head, they too thought the idea was funny, but then Vincent had a really naughty idea and he slowly stood upright. Time to play mean and moody Vincent, he pushed the door hard and he bit the inside of his lip to not laugh as he watched Cid thrash about with his arm stuck still, gods it was so hard not to laugh at his blonde lover with the capital C on his chest. As Cid turned to him Vincent stopped walking and he noticed he was stood beside a tub of what looked lie grease, okay his idea was going to take it up a notch right now, and he slowly stripped off the white tank top and threw it to Cid. Vincent bit back another laugh as the white top fell on Cid’s blonde short cropped hair, as the pilot looked at him with wide blue eyes Vincent looked to the grease and then dipped his left index finger into it, then with a quick movement he made his mark. ‘So tell me Captain Grease Monkey, is there a position for sidekicks’, Vincent purred to his lover. Cid’s mouth dropped open. ‘Yo…..Vince ya have a huge V on yer chest’, Cid droned on. ‘You don’t say…..well my sidekick name is Slippery V, slippery as in Lube slippery’, Vincent drooled. Cid’s blue eyes nearly bulged out of his head. ‘Ya…..ya don’t say’, he replied. ‘You need a hand there Captain’, Vincent purred. ‘Are you fucking joking…..get your sidekick ass over here and use your special ability’, Cid gushed with a huge grin. ‘If I do that, your going to A get more stuck and B be covered in more grease’, Vincent purred. ‘Hey….hey they don’t call me Captain Grease Monkey for nothing ya know’, Cid said with a huge grin and a wink of his right blue eye. ‘Oh I guessed as much’, Vincent purred as he slowly stalked over to Cid and stood directly behind him, grinding the huge erection he was sporting into the buttocks of his dirty over……dirty really sounded like fun right now…….. |