Sex and Politics | By : blackcurrants Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Two weeks later……
CHAPTER 17
“I miss her, goddamnit! Each time I pour the fucking tea I see her face!” Cid stared at the cup of steaming liquid with disdain as he sucked on his cigarette. “Poor Shera. I hate funerals.”
Vincent swirled the bitter liquor in his mouth and swallowed the burning spirit with a sigh. Seventh Haven was closed and its windows were boarded up to keep looters out. Politics was a funny thing. In the minds of many angry AVALANCH members the assassination of Shinra Inc’s young President was the foolproof solution to all the world’s problems, but as soon as news that Rufus was shot hit the streets, all hell broke loose.
Uncertain of the company’s future, Shinra executives ordered all major construction projects suspended indefinitely. Overnight the townsfolk found themselves unemployed and facing another crisis and this time their patience didn’t endure. The next morning riots broke out all over Edge and waves of pissed-off citizens looted every supply and grocery store in town.
“He is young and healthy,” Vincent said, staring into space, “a shot through the heart is not a death sentence. Reno said it was a small caliber weapon. Shinra’s got the best surgeons on the planet and Rufus has nine lives. He is recovering well and the doctors will release a statement this afternoon to quiet the citizenry and worried investors.”
“Reno?! When did you become so friendly with the little Turk shithead!” Cid demanded, narrowing his eyes at his lover.
“The same night you and Mr. Shinra had a bonding moment.” Vincent didn’t have to look at Cid. He practically heard the blonde’s blood pressure rising and his knuckles cracking as Cid squeezed the life out of a crunchy loaf of bread. Vincent smiled to himself. He is so handsome when he’s jealous.
“Hey, sorry ‘bout that deal with Rufus,” Cid said suddenly. “I shoulda thought that through better. Maybe I shoulda just whooped his ass instead. Damn kid got me so worked up I lost my common sense.”
“Tell me how it felt when you pushed into his tight virgin ass.”
Vincent suddenly turned to face his lover. “I bet he resisted you like crazy at first, right?” He never saw the captain so flustered before and Vincent found the blonde’s discomfort incredibly arousing. Vincent’s stare was halfway between curious and predatory. He always thought talking dirty was vulgar, but he took Reno’s advice about loosening up and he was testing out his playfulness. To his surprise he found that he loved the deviousness of it and he loved the way Cid reacted. “Rufus is a pretty boy, always so well-groomed. So young, so inexperienced, and so horny,” Vincent whispered, reaching out to run his fingers down Cid’s forearm. “You still get hard thinking about him?”
Cid was sweating like a naughty schoolboy caught masturbating. Vincent couldn’t stand it anymore. He shoved Cid off the chair and onto wooden floorboards of the bar.
“Hey, I said I was fucking sorry!” Cid protested, surprised at Vincent’s proactive behavior. Usually Cid was the one to initiate sex, but now Vincent was climbing on top of him, kissing his ears and neck, and he wasn’t apologetic about interrupting Cid’s dinner.
“Tell me how you did it,” Vincent whispered into the captain’s ear as he playfully tugged at Cid’s earring with his teeth. “Then maybe I’ll tell you how I did it with Reno.”
Cid lay still beneath Vincent, panting and watching his lover. His stare then morphed into a devilish grin.
“Well,” he said, distracting Vincent’s attention by pointing at a random corner. As soon as Vincent looked where Cid was pointing Cid jerked his body upward, shoving Vincent off of himself and onto the floor, and immediately climbing on top of him, “first I made sure his hands were restrained, like this!” He grabbed Vincent’s wrists and twisted them together and looked around for a usable restraint. Thankfully Vincent’s own garment included several thin leather belts that circled his waist at different levels and Cid used one of them to secure his lover’s hands in place.“Very charming,” Vincent purred, watching Cid grow more and more excited with this new game. “I didn’t tie Reno up. I ordered him to stand on all fours!” Cid covered Vincent’s mouth with an aggressive kiss. His lips ground against Vincent’s as his tongue continued to assault his lover’s heated mouth. His breath smelled like jasmine tea, Vincent noticed, smiling to himself as he found it odd that a man of Cid’s size and explosive temper preferred the green brew to hard spirits. Cid was pulling on Vincent’s hair, raking his fingers through the silky black mass.
“See, this won’t work out quite as well because Rufus was already naked when I started to mess with him. I should’ve ordered you to undress first.” Cid paused above Vincent. He traced the contours of his lover’s face with his fingers, as though he was touching him for the first time.
“All right, then, Vincent laughed, I’ll do that then.”
“Vince,” Cid said seriously, refusing to release his hold. “I think Rufus is plenty arousing but I don’t want you to re-enact his actions.”
“I thought you liked playing dirty,” Vincent playfully winked his eye at the captain.
“Oh I do,” Cid grinned again, “but I don’t think I made it clear before. In the ass-to-ass comparison, you’re the official winner. Mr. Shinra gets plenty of credit for extra juicy butt cheeks, but he lacks your sophistication. He is like some fancy liquor you drink when you want to get really fucked up. But you Vince, you’re a staple. Like water or green tea. I can’t get along without you, partner.”
“Look who’s too serious now,” Vincent eagerly met Cid’s lips for another kiss. “Why the look?”
“Shera’s funeral reminded me why I have this ring on my finger,” Cid shrugged. “I’ve let war and politics interfere with what matters most. I never had time for her. I WILL make time for you. I want to set a date for the ceremony, Vince. Before Rufus Shinra does anything else to fuck up the planet, before there is more bullshit from separatist rebel tribes, or some other Sephiroth’s remnants show up to mess with us. So, will you marry me next week?”
“Yes, yes of course…” Vincent whispered eagerly, “but have you forgotten about the reactors?”
“What goddamned reactors?” Cid exclaimed, annoyed.
“Shinra Inc. is resuming operation of two Mako reactors up north. AVALANCH is planning to fuck that show up and I promised Cloud that I-”“Vincent! That is EXACTLY what I meant when I said fucking politics are getting in the way of life!”
“I will gladly marry you the week following the next,” Vincent proposed apologetically.
“No can’t do, there’s an air show in Wutai and I’m piloting one of the show aircrafts. It’s good policy to keep close with those guys. They’re our best allies. What about the week after that?”
“Shinra Conference on Alternative Energy Sources,” Vincent drew his eyes away, “this is our best chance to present our case for developing fossil fuel fields Barrett discovered. Reeve Tuesti had to kiss a lot of ass to get our guys on the agenda and it looks very promising.”
“Vince…I really REALLY do hate politics. But we can’t help being involved, can we?”
“No,” Vincent gripped Cid’s waist with his legs and gently rocked against his lover, feeling the stiffness of Cid’s cock through the pants and growing aroused himself. “We can’t escape politics because we care too much about our planet, but that doesn’t mean we can’t play dirty and have rough sex. Right now, in fact, would be a splendid time to begin…”
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