Resurfacing
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
33
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914
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45
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Chap 24- Posessive part 2
The cheap hotel room they rented on the side of Edge never looked so inviting as it did right then. They only ordered a one bed room, earning a quirked eyebrow but no words from the front desk man. The bed was big enough for the two of them to do whatever, including Cid to spread out in the middle of the night and push Vincent to sleep either on the floor or to curl into his side, the latter of which usually happened.
Vincent sat Cid opened the door with a sigh and a shake of his head. It had begun to rain halfway to the hotel, causing Cid to cool off in more ways than one. The pilot walked into the room, stripping his shirt off as he did so and tossed it in the corner of the bathroom. “What was all that about?”
Cid stopped where he was and turned to look back at the tall, patient looking man who stood in the still open doorway. “What the fuck do you mean? You SAW what happened, Vince, hell you were the one that was KISSED by that redheaded fuck and you’re askin’ me what all that was about?!" Cid stared at the gunman disbelievingly, his mouth hanging open and his once scowling face slacked jawed in surprise.
“Cid, you punched Reno across the room. His nose was dripping blood when we left. You interrupted Cloud’s bachelor party, and made a huge situation out of something I could have handled by myself! Plus,” Vincent’s face fell to one of exhaustion, “you made yourself look like an even bigger ass than usual.” With that he ignored Cid’s scowling face and made his way to his duffle bag to pull out a clean pair of clothes. His jeans and t-shirt reeked of liquor and smoke, more so than he was used to around Cid even. “You didn’t have to take things that far, Cid.”
“Well EXCUSE ME for trying to protect you!” Cid’s anger was boiling back up now as he watched the thinner man undress, the sight of Vincent’s calm demeanor pissing his off even more. “You know I sure as hell wasn’t going t’ put up with Reno laying his slimy hands all over ya!”
“If you couldn’t stand what he did, why did you tell him I wasn’t seeing anyone?” The sudden silence that filled the room made him frown slightly. “You could have lied, you could have said that I was seeing someone in Rocket Town but you didn’t know who they were...hell..” Vincent finished taking his shirt off and turned around, looking at Cid evenly. “You could have told him the truth.”
Cid stood where he was, not being able to meet Vincent’s calm red eyes. “You know why I can’t.”
“Are you ashamed of it?” Cid jerked his head up at Vincent’s words. “Or are you afraid of telling anyone because you’re embarrassed?” He let that sentence linger as he pulled another shirt out of his bag and tossed it on the bed. “Of me?...of us?...or maybe of yourself? God forbid that the famous, macho, manly man Cid Highwind is sleeping with a man as girly as Vincent Valentine.” He ignored Cid’s open mouthed, angry look of protest. “What was it Reno said about me? ‘Drop dead gorgeous, body like a lynx and probably a total uke’? Hmm, well at least Reno can admit it to other people when finds a man attractive, unlike some people. Perhaps I should take him up on his offer and-..”
Vincent was stopped mid sentence as Cid walked around to him, grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him to the bed. He stared up at the blonde pilot, only watching him as Cid leaned down and kissed him, alcohol tinged lips brushing against his own. The kiss was sweet enough without being forceful, and Vincent opened his eyes to look into Cid’s sky blue ones. He didn’t even know he had closed them. “Stop talkin’ like you know me, Vince.” The gunman heard the rumble of Cid’s words against his skin as his neck was kissed, rough stubble brushing against his chin as Cid kissed upwards, then down again to his collar bone. “You keep saying I’m ashamed of us..embarrassed.” With that Cid shoved Vincent to the bed so the gunman laid on his back, staring up at the blonde. “Well, I ain’t. I don’t wanna shout it to the world and get you and me in trouble. It’s enough Reeve and Tseng know, isn’t it?” Cid sat down on the bed over Vincent’s lap, looking down at the brunette. “And if remember correctly YOU opened your mouth first.”
Vincent blinked, unfazed for the most part except for the quickening of his breath as he watched Cid straddle him. “Accidentally. It just sort of...came out. I was acting on your defense.”
“Yeah? Well, you might now have punched either of them but you sure made it just as bad as if you had. I punched Reno ‘cause I was trying to defend you, and you opened your mouth to defend me...and now I’m asking..” Cid reached down, unbuckled his belt and slowly slid it off of his pants, causing them to fall down around his hips. “Which one do you think is worse?” He folded the belt in his hands and snapped the two halves together, making the leather crack under his hands. “And what else can I make...” He flung the belt to the bed above Vincent's head and took off his jacket and shirt, tossing them to the floor. “COME...out of your mouth?”
Vincent couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t even think at the moment. Cid was straddling over him, half naked and getting completely naked quicker and quicker. The crack of the belt had snapped his senses completely away, and now Cid was crawling over him to rest on all fours, blue eyes half glazed over with alcohol and apparent lust. “C....Cid....what..what are you...”
“You KNOW what I’m doing, Vincent. What are you going to do about it?” Cid leaned down and kissed Vincent again, trailing down from his lips to his chin and his neck, nipping as he went. “Ah’ll tell you what you’re going to do about it.” The hand that had been trailing through Vincent’s hair suddenly gripped it and pulled it backwards so Vincent was looking back at the wall behind the headboard. “You’re going to lay there and take it, and you’re gonna like it like the damn 'uke' that you are, got it? ” Cid brought his eyes up to look down at Vincent, the blue haze from before replaced now with the clear, intense look of a man with a plan.
Vincent couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t even think. His breathing was fast and raged, and the look in Cid’s eyes scared him...scared him and excited him at the same time. The only time he’d ever seen Cid’s eyes this clear and focused was when they were in the heat of battle, blood rushing through his veins with his mind set on only one thing- victory and defeat.
He was going to love this.
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AN- sorry this chapter was so short. I was recently on vacation with my family in Saint Augustine and I found it horribly hard to write man smut around them....but I'm back now and I will try to upload chapters more often. *sweatdrop* hehe
Edited 3/12/08
Vincent sat Cid opened the door with a sigh and a shake of his head. It had begun to rain halfway to the hotel, causing Cid to cool off in more ways than one. The pilot walked into the room, stripping his shirt off as he did so and tossed it in the corner of the bathroom. “What was all that about?”
Cid stopped where he was and turned to look back at the tall, patient looking man who stood in the still open doorway. “What the fuck do you mean? You SAW what happened, Vince, hell you were the one that was KISSED by that redheaded fuck and you’re askin’ me what all that was about?!" Cid stared at the gunman disbelievingly, his mouth hanging open and his once scowling face slacked jawed in surprise.
“Cid, you punched Reno across the room. His nose was dripping blood when we left. You interrupted Cloud’s bachelor party, and made a huge situation out of something I could have handled by myself! Plus,” Vincent’s face fell to one of exhaustion, “you made yourself look like an even bigger ass than usual.” With that he ignored Cid’s scowling face and made his way to his duffle bag to pull out a clean pair of clothes. His jeans and t-shirt reeked of liquor and smoke, more so than he was used to around Cid even. “You didn’t have to take things that far, Cid.”
“Well EXCUSE ME for trying to protect you!” Cid’s anger was boiling back up now as he watched the thinner man undress, the sight of Vincent’s calm demeanor pissing his off even more. “You know I sure as hell wasn’t going t’ put up with Reno laying his slimy hands all over ya!”
“If you couldn’t stand what he did, why did you tell him I wasn’t seeing anyone?” The sudden silence that filled the room made him frown slightly. “You could have lied, you could have said that I was seeing someone in Rocket Town but you didn’t know who they were...hell..” Vincent finished taking his shirt off and turned around, looking at Cid evenly. “You could have told him the truth.”
Cid stood where he was, not being able to meet Vincent’s calm red eyes. “You know why I can’t.”
“Are you ashamed of it?” Cid jerked his head up at Vincent’s words. “Or are you afraid of telling anyone because you’re embarrassed?” He let that sentence linger as he pulled another shirt out of his bag and tossed it on the bed. “Of me?...of us?...or maybe of yourself? God forbid that the famous, macho, manly man Cid Highwind is sleeping with a man as girly as Vincent Valentine.” He ignored Cid’s open mouthed, angry look of protest. “What was it Reno said about me? ‘Drop dead gorgeous, body like a lynx and probably a total uke’? Hmm, well at least Reno can admit it to other people when finds a man attractive, unlike some people. Perhaps I should take him up on his offer and-..”
Vincent was stopped mid sentence as Cid walked around to him, grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him to the bed. He stared up at the blonde pilot, only watching him as Cid leaned down and kissed him, alcohol tinged lips brushing against his own. The kiss was sweet enough without being forceful, and Vincent opened his eyes to look into Cid’s sky blue ones. He didn’t even know he had closed them. “Stop talkin’ like you know me, Vince.” The gunman heard the rumble of Cid’s words against his skin as his neck was kissed, rough stubble brushing against his chin as Cid kissed upwards, then down again to his collar bone. “You keep saying I’m ashamed of us..embarrassed.” With that Cid shoved Vincent to the bed so the gunman laid on his back, staring up at the blonde. “Well, I ain’t. I don’t wanna shout it to the world and get you and me in trouble. It’s enough Reeve and Tseng know, isn’t it?” Cid sat down on the bed over Vincent’s lap, looking down at the brunette. “And if remember correctly YOU opened your mouth first.”
Vincent blinked, unfazed for the most part except for the quickening of his breath as he watched Cid straddle him. “Accidentally. It just sort of...came out. I was acting on your defense.”
“Yeah? Well, you might now have punched either of them but you sure made it just as bad as if you had. I punched Reno ‘cause I was trying to defend you, and you opened your mouth to defend me...and now I’m asking..” Cid reached down, unbuckled his belt and slowly slid it off of his pants, causing them to fall down around his hips. “Which one do you think is worse?” He folded the belt in his hands and snapped the two halves together, making the leather crack under his hands. “And what else can I make...” He flung the belt to the bed above Vincent's head and took off his jacket and shirt, tossing them to the floor. “COME...out of your mouth?”
Vincent couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t even think at the moment. Cid was straddling over him, half naked and getting completely naked quicker and quicker. The crack of the belt had snapped his senses completely away, and now Cid was crawling over him to rest on all fours, blue eyes half glazed over with alcohol and apparent lust. “C....Cid....what..what are you...”
“You KNOW what I’m doing, Vincent. What are you going to do about it?” Cid leaned down and kissed Vincent again, trailing down from his lips to his chin and his neck, nipping as he went. “Ah’ll tell you what you’re going to do about it.” The hand that had been trailing through Vincent’s hair suddenly gripped it and pulled it backwards so Vincent was looking back at the wall behind the headboard. “You’re going to lay there and take it, and you’re gonna like it like the damn 'uke' that you are, got it? ” Cid brought his eyes up to look down at Vincent, the blue haze from before replaced now with the clear, intense look of a man with a plan.
Vincent couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t even think. His breathing was fast and raged, and the look in Cid’s eyes scared him...scared him and excited him at the same time. The only time he’d ever seen Cid’s eyes this clear and focused was when they were in the heat of battle, blood rushing through his veins with his mind set on only one thing- victory and defeat.
He was going to love this.
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AN- sorry this chapter was so short. I was recently on vacation with my family in Saint Augustine and I found it horribly hard to write man smut around them....but I'm back now and I will try to upload chapters more often. *sweatdrop* hehe
Edited 3/12/08