Recollecting

He watched as the taller, more slender man stripped, one teasing peice of clothing after the other that got tossed in a small pile on the floor. Cid let his eyes roam over the pale skin, the delicate collar bones and long, soft neck of his lover, and at the deep red eyes that never lost sight of his own, a teasing smile on Vincent's lips. It was almost too much of a strip tease, and as Vincent stepped out of his jeans and slid them across the floor with one foot, Cid's breath was hitched in his throat. Vincent took a step forward, barely in Cid's reach. "Alright now, Vince, you can't tease me like this then expect me to bend over."

Vincent's smile only grew wider and more playful as he took a step forward out of Cid's grasp, slipping into the water at the other end of the tub. "mmm, maybe I just want to take my time." He reached over and took a washcloth from the side of the tub, wetting it and ringing it out. he slid the fabric slowly across his neck and down to his collar bone, his head rolling to one side teasingly. "Or maybe I just want to make you wait."

"You're a real jerk, Valentine." Cid was trying his best to look angry, finding it hard to pull it off when he couldn't stop smiling. He knew what Vincent was doing, and he had to admit it was working for the most part. He rested his arms up on the floor, trying to reamin calm as Vincent continued to wash himself across the way. "You know Vince, two CAN play this game."

"Oh, no doubt, but between the two of us, I've always won at it if you remember." He wrung out the washcloth again, tossing it behind him with the fabric landing on the floor with a SPLAT! before he raised a hand, beckoning the blonde man over with one finger. He smiled as Cid obliged, pushing off from the side of the tub to glide over in front of Vincent, his hands automatically resting on the blonde's shoulders. He could feel the pilot's chest against his own now, the hot water heating up his skin, making it hot to the touch as he slid his hands up Cid's body, around the thick neck to curl into the wet blonde hair as he leaned forward, trailing his lips from Cid's chin up to his nose and to his forhead, kissing there softly. "I love you." He could feel Cid smiling against his neck, the pilot's breath warm on his skin.

Cid's hands crept around Vincent's back, his rough and calloused fingers delicately tracing the lines of the gunman's shoulder blades. He could feel the thick, wet, black hair that drove him mad swimming in the water, and he tangled his hands in it, pulling Vincent's head back so he could get at his neck better. He didn't care that the water was slowly cooling, or that he would get pruny as hell by the time they were done, or that his ass would be so sore he'd be limping by the time they left and Tseng would notice. All he could think about was the way Vincent tasted and smelled, water from the steam rolling down his skin. He kissed under Vincent's chin, nipping a line gently down to the crook of his neck, biting roughly on the skin until he heard Vinent gasp, the gunner's hands tightening in his hair and his body push against his, shuddering. It was enough to drive anyone over the edge.

Vincent could already feel his lover's erection growing agasint his own, surprised at how good the friction of their bodies in the water felt. He felt Cid trail his hands down his back, both of the pilot's hands squeezing both butt cheeks as he made his way to Vincent's hips, tickling the skin on the indside of his thighs. Vincent buried his face into Cid's hair as the pilot began to suck at the bite mark while one of his hands ran itself from the gunman's navel to the base of his erection, fingers trailing up his length and wrapping around it, squeezing gently. Cid could feel the man in his hands shudder, a small gasp into his hair as Vincent's boy responded, grinding up against Cid's hand and stomach. "Mmmmm..." Cid's lips unlatched from the gunman's neck, chuckling into the fresh bruise rising. "I thought you wanted me to submit, not the other way around?" Cid was about to return to making the bruise on Vincent's neck bigger when his head was suddenly yanked backwards, and he stared wide eyed into Vincent's own lust filled ones.

"You have a point, SYDNEY." Vincent felt the man under him inhale deeply as Vincent practically purred his name out, pushing his groin into Cid's hand even furthur, groaning with a smile. "Thanks for...reminding me." With that he let go of Cid's hair, pushing Cid across the tub until he felt the pilot's back hit the other side. Cid grunted when he hit the wall, and Vincent took the chance when Cid opened his mouth to latch his lips down around the ones below him, ignoring Cid's initial sign of protest as he pushed his tongue in, tasting Cid's mouth before the pilot finally joined in, both men's slick tongues sliding across each others. Vincent's hands returned to Cid's hair as he slid and ground his erection into Cid's hand, shuddering and groaning into the blonde's mouth everytime he moved. He felt Cid's hand moving and squeezing everytime he moved agaisnt him, and the pilot under him shuddered. Vincent finally pulled his mouth away, biting his bottom lip before he spoke. "G...Get on the floor...NOW."

Cid frowned a bit but let go of Vincent, pulling himself up onto the wet tile floor onto his back, Vincent quickly following after. Both men's bodies were soaking wet, and Cid watched as Vincent walked on all fours until he was over him, and he bent down to roughly kiss Cid again, both men tasting each other as their bodies shuddered together, Vincent grinding his erection down into Cid's and earning a lusty groan from him. "MMnnn, Vince...f, fuck..."

"That's the plan." Vincent smiled into Cid's neck as he nipped his way down the blonde's body, licking from collar bone down to one hard, wet nipple, latching onto it with his lips. Cid inhaled deeply as the gunman licked and sucked on it, then jumped as Vincent gently bit down on it. Vincent's hands were at Cid's hips, one trailing to grab around his member and the other to the back of Cid's thigh, lifting it up slightly. Vincent started pulling the senstive skin of Cid's cock, teasing the head with the pad of his thumb. Cid shuddered under him with a moan, his back arching slightly as the leg in Vincent's hand was lifted until it was bent, his foot resting on the ground.

Cid had decided Vincent was just fuckin' teasing him as he felt the velvet soft hand slide up and down his cock, not fast enough to create any real friction and get him off, but slow enough to drive him insane. He felt the hand on his thigh trail around to his hip and down past his cock, and felt the gunman's long fingers sliding against his entrance. Cid took a deep breath, and none too soon as he felt a wet digit slide into him, his ass muscles tightening around it. "FUCK!"

Vincent looked up from Cid's chest, moving his body up slightly to kiss sweetly under Cid's chin, nipping at the pilot's adam's apple. "It's alright, Cid...just relax."

"I know, ah'm tryin'.." Cid winced slightly as the finger in his pushed in furthur to the knuckle, moving around to get Cid used to the sensation. He was about to say something else before a second digit pushed into him suddenly, and he let out a hiss as his body tightened around the added finger. He could still feel Vincent working on his erection, the speed getting faster, working him closer to a climax. He knew what Vincent was doing and he was glad for it, wondering why he hadn't thought about doing something like this for the gunner's first time.

He opened his eyes, unaware he even closed them, when he felt a kiss on his lips, and he opened his mouth to let his dark haired lover's tongue in, returning it just as passionately. The grip on his cock had tightened and Vincent was stroking him faster as he felt the fingers in him making a scissoring motion, stretching him. His body was racked by both pain and pleasure, and he passed the urgency of his need into the kiss. He knew Vincent knew he was close, and he lifted his legs, wrapping them around the smaller waist above him. He wasn't sure how tightly he squeezed his legs around Vincent, but it didn't matter as his back arched up and his head tilted back in a silent gasp, the fingers in him pushing in and out getting him used to the sensation, the hand on his cock moving faster and harder until he swore he would explode. He let out a sharp gasp as he reached his peak, and in one instant he came into Vinent's hand as the other man slipped his fingers out of his hole, and slid his already slick cock in instead to the hilt. The pain from Vincent's entrance hit him just as he orgasmed, blending into the pleasure as Vinent took no time to wait until the waves of the orgasm ended to start gently pushing in and out of Cid, moaning into the pilot's mouth.

The tightness of the blonde man beneath him was heavenly, Cid's ass muscles clenching around him in spasms. He pushed back ins slowly, letting Cid get used to the movements inside of him as the last of his orgasm faded, and the small amount of pain from Vincent's member being inside of him made itself known. The pilot pulled away from Vincent's lips, breathing in heavily as his hands tightened around Vincent's arms pinning him down. "V....Vince...don't.." Cid bit his lip, tasting blood before he continued talking. "Don't try to be gentle for me...just....fuck me hard!"

Vincent moaned into Cid's cheek, his curiosity if Cid could get any sexier answered ten fold. "Hold onto me." He felt Cid's hands and legs grip around him before he struck up a hard rhythym inside of him, roughly pulling and pushing in and out of the pilot, listening to the grunts and moans of his blonde lover. He knew he was hitting the bundle of nerves that was the pilot's prostate from the way Cid's eyes were squeezed closed, his mouth open as he breathed hard and let out moans that would put his cheesy pornos to shame. Vincent was shuddering just as badly, his lips latching around Cid's in a bruising kiss.

Cid could feel himself close to his second climax in a row, his dick grinding up against Vincent's stomach with every raw push into him. The wet gunman's hair was trailing mercilessly over his neck and face, and he kissed the Wutaiian roughly back, his fingers squeezing bruises into Vincent's wrists. Cid felt Vincent's mouth detatch from his own, breathing hard as his pushes became harder and rougher, close to his own climax. "Uh, oh gods....Vince,,FUCK!" His body shuddered and he couldn't hold on anymore as he came over Vincent's stomach, the even more intense than last time orgasm washing over him and bitch slapping all other senses until he couldn't even think.

Vincent felt Cid shudder violently under him, and when he felt Cid's ass clench painfully around him as Cid came onto his stomach his own release came, and he pushed as hard as he could back into the pilot's body, spilling his semen into the blonde's tight ass. His breath was hitched in his throat as he orgasmed, his body failing to keep itself up as his arms gave way and he collapsed onto Cid's body, gasping hard and moaning into Cid's chest. He wasn't sure how long he lay there before the sensations finally left him, and he caught his breath when he felt calloused, but soft fingers trailing up his arms and into his wet hair.

Vincent opened his eyes and lifted his head, staring down into the blue eyes of his lover below him. Lips met again, the kiss softer and sweeter than before. Vincent carefully and slowly slipped out of the pilot, laying on top of the broad man as his body relaxed and exhaustion slowly crept in.

"Vincent....I love you." The hands in his hair were softer than he ever remembered them being, and he opened his eyes again, staring up at a peach fuzzed chin. "I fuckin' love you so much it hurts....it fuckin' hurts. LITERALLY."

The gunman held in a laugh as he untangled himself from Cid's arms, wearily sitting up to look down at the pilot. The blonde lay there, eyes half closed and glazed over, his neck, arms and chest still wet from the bath water. "We'll just have to make sure it doesn't hurt next time." Vincent tucked his hair back behind his ears before he slid off of Cid. "But for now, I think we need to get cleaned up." He leaned down and kissed the flat stomach of his lover, tasting Cid's discharge on his skin.

"I don't think I could move if I wanted to."

"Well, try, because Tseng has been trying to use the bathtub for the past half hour." Vincent's eyes flitted to the rice paper door at the shilouette in front of it, the figure tapping a foot.

"AND IF YOU TWO ARE DONE RUINING MY LINOLIUM, I WOULD LIKE TO USE IT SOMETIME THIS CENTURY!"

Cid's body just turned a dark shade of red as Vincent held in a laugh.
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Vincent's hand trailed down the pilot's chest, meeting the brand new dog tags that hung around his neck. "When is Reno getting here?"

"In a couple of minutes, Tseng said. Miss me already?" Cid smiled from where he sat, Vincent by his side, head on his shoulder. He put down the stack of papers he was reading, putting his arm around Vincent's waist.

It had been the two days after Cid's first experiance at the bottom (which much to his surprise was an enjoyable position once you got used to it), and after some practice in and a bottle of pain killers later it had already been time for him and Tseng to leave to go to the Edge bootcamp. A package of clothing from Reeve for both men had appeared at Tseng's doorstep, and the BDU's he was wearing now were a real flashback to when he was younger. Cid leaned in and kissed Vincent's forhead, looking up as the dull thump of chopper blades started to become louder. "Speak of the devil...you should probably meet Tseng outside."

"Yeah, you're right...come on, Vince...walk me out?"

"Of course."

Cid jumped up, grabbing the large duffel bag on the floor and slinging it over his shoulder. He walked out of the room, Vincent behind him, and he knew those red eyes were watching him with mixed emotions. Tseng glanced up from where he stood at the open front door, watching both men walk in. He tried not to let the look on Vincent's face bother him, and he cleared his throat to clear his mind. "Reno's outside, Highwind. We have to go."

"YEah...be right there." Cid nodded back at the man behind him, lifting his brows. Tseng nodded, exiting out of the house as Cid turned back to look up at Vincent."First time I think that guy's ever listened to a word I've said."

"Be careful, Cid. Don't be yourself and do something stupid that will make you get hurt."

"Love you too." Cid lifted up to Vincent's face, pulling it down into a kiss. Vincent returned it sweetly, sighing as his face was let go. "Don't forget to call Shera, or at least wait for her to call you. YOU take care of yourself, got that?"

Vincent nodded, reluctant to let Cid go and watch him walk out of the front door. Hee followed behind Cid, stopping at the doorframe as he watched the blonde walk to the chopper, hopping inside after Tseng. He watched it lift and fly off, dust settling back down afterwards as it became smaller and smaller in the sky and out of sight. Vincent sighed and reached into his pocket, pulling out his cell phone.

He thought saying goodbye to Cid would be the hard part; he dialed the Highwind house number, took a deep breath as he pushed the SEND button, and waited for the woman at the house to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hi...Shera?"
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AN- plot twists! and I've changed my mind about the Reeve/Cid side story. I'm going to attempt the first Reeve/Cid yaoi ever on this site!! (unless there already IS one, and if there is what's it called?!) WOOOHOO! XD work in progress. We'll see!!! ~Dreams