Resurfacing

The belt that was previously on the bed was actually quite useful, Cid found out. It had been easy to force Vincent to his stomach to belt his wrists together behind his back. Stripping him had been easier, and he could feel the gunman writhing and shuddering underneath him as he worked Vincent to full erection with a well greased up hand. Cid’s other hand had two fingers already inside his lover, working in an in and out motion, twisting them slightly as he did so. Vincent, for his part, couldn’t do much more than lay there and moan. Cid’s legs had trapped his own, and his body was being forced down by the pilot’s weight. He was being tortured on both ends as Cid licked and kissed at his shoulder blades and the back of his neck, whispering far from clean things into his skin. “Mmmmm....do you like this, Vince?...damn you’re soft...we might need to toughen you up a bit, huh?”

Cid let his fingers slowly slide out of Vincent with a wet sounding ‘pop’, and he trailed his hand up and down the left ass cheek of the gunman. The skin there was as soft as the rest of his body, if not more so, the flesh soft and pliable. He rubbed it again before he reached his hand back and slapped it, gripping it as his hand made contact.

Vincent gasped loudly in shock at the contact, his eyes widening before they slammed shut again. Cid still stroked him torturously, the pleasure from it clashing with the sudden pain Cid was giving him every time he...Vincent was too embarrassed to even think about it...every time Cid spanked him harder and harder. His skin would sting and then tingle for a bit a few seconds afterwards before he was slapped again even harder than before, the old sting dulling into the new. Cid’s newest one sent him rocking forward, and he buried his face in the pillow to muffle his moans. Above him, Cid chuckled to himself, and he gently rubbed the blazing red skin of Vincent’s rear. Vincent hadn’t said a word, and now his face was buried in the pillow beneath him. “Aw, Vince, what’s wrong baby?” Cid kissed the pale shoulder blade beneath him, nuzzling the flesh. “Did that hurt?”

The brunette shook his head, breathing hard into the pillow as his body shook. He could feel a sweat starting to form on his body, and he lifted his head from the pillow to take a deep breath. “Cid...please.”

The pilot chuckled, and he wrapped his free arm around Vincent’s chest, pulling him up to rest on his chest as he sat back on his rear. The hand wrapped around the gun man’s member didn’t let go, but only paused in it’s ministrations. Cid kissed Vincent’s shoulder before he gently nuzzled it. “Now Vince, don’t beg...I don’t like to hear you beg like that. As long as you do what I tell you to, you won’t have to beg...right baby?” The hand around Vincent’s member continued its stroking, Cid’s own erection getting tighter in his jeans. “Now you gonna do something for me, alright?”

The ex-Turk nodded his head, kissing Cid’s lips as they wandered over his own. He felt Cid let his penis go, the pilot’s hands gently guiding him into a full body turn, so that now he sat and faced the pilot. Vincent didn’t know which was worse, the sudden stop of Cid’s hands, or the fact that he was so close to his first climax his rigid member was almost causing him pain. He looked up into Cid’s blue eyes, waiting for whatever it was Cid wanted him to do. He hated the fact his hands were behind his back, mostly because at that second he either wanted to wrap his hands around Cid, or outright punch him for the spanking. He lifted an eyebrow in a questioning look up at the pilot, determined not to speak to him unless he needed to.

“I want you to take off my pants for me.” Cid smirked down at Vincent’s confused look and lifted an eyebrow. “I know your hands are tied behind your back...so you’re going to have to figure out a way, aren’t you?” With one finger he trailed it across Vincent’s cheek and under his chin.

“You would never do this if you weren’t drunk.”

“Yeah, I know, but I AM drunk, and I AM doing this..and if you were smarter, you’d put that mouth of yours to better use.” With that, Cid leaned back upon his hands, smirking down a mostly incapacitated Vincent. He wondered, briefly, just how the gunman was going to do this before he watched Vincent kiss him again sweetly. The touch was simple, but sweet, and Cid smiled into it as he felt the gunner trail the kisses downward; his lips, his chin, his collar bone and the crevice between his chest muscles were all tenderly kissed before Vincent harshly bit at one nipple as he passed it. “AAAAAH! Hey, no biting!”

“Now, now, Cid...no begging.” Vincent smirked into the tanned skin before he scooted his body further down the bed until he reached the metal button of Cid’s jeans. He’d never done THIS before, but he was no stranger to buckles and buttons. He took the denim in his teeth, and with a yank of fabric and a quick twist of his head the button was unfastened. He took the zipper head to the fly, and slowly pulled it down to the very end. The rigid flesh of Cid’s own impressive erection was straining to escape its denim restraints, and Vincent licked the small part of it that had succeeded, getting a well earned groan from his lover. Vincent let his lips trail along the hem of the pants on Cid’s skin, nipping at intervals as he did so.

This was the part he wasn’t sure he could pull off, but he had to try. He leaned up a bit, nudging Cid with his elbow. He hoped he was digging it in hard enough for Cid to get the idea, glad it eventually sank through the pilot’s drunken mind as Cid lay on his back. Vincent scooted back down to his original position. The gunner bit down on the loose hem of Cid’s jeans, pulling it down. The fabric gave a rough start at first, but then more easily came off as Cid lifted his hips slightly. They eventually came off all of the way, though Vincent wasn’t sure how long it had taken him. He leaned up as he dropped them from his mouth to the floor, and looked down at the man he’d just helped undress.

The pilot lay there, hands behind his head as he smirked up at his lover. The normally bright blue eyes were half closed, and they watched Vincent as the gun man trailed kisses up one of Cid’s legs, the long black hair he loved so much teasing his skin all of the way up. He glanced up at Vincent, and leaned up on his arms, staring down at him. “Impressive. What else can you do with those teeth?” Cid smirked, wondering what snippy comeback Vincent would have for him before he got his answer. Vincent bit at Cid’s hipbone, making sure the bite had some force behind it. “OWW! Watch it, Vampire!”

Vincent smirked up at him only for a second before focusing his attention on other things. He knew that to the left of his face, the pilot’s erection was making itself obviously known, and he turned his face to look at it. While he was down here, he supposed. He lay himself comfortably on the bed before he gave the head of Cid’s member a gentle kiss, then a gentle lick, the taste of the precum salty on his lips. He took the whole length of the cock into his mouth, letting his sharp canines trail against the rigid skin on his way down, his tongue wrapped against it on his way up. Above him, Cid gave a sharp gasp, then a moan before two shaking hands wrapped into Vincent's hair. It was all the incentive he needed, and he opened his mouth, trailing only his tongue up the hard shaft.

Cid writhed, his breathing coming out in sharp gasps as his eyes were squeezed tightly shut. His lover’s mouth was hot and heavy against his cock, and every move the man below him made sent sharp sparks of pleasure up through his spine. He knew he was drunk- the familiar fuzzy feeling told him so- but what Vincent was doing was making his mind more and more sober as he went along. He could feel the Wutaiian moving underneath him, servicing him unmercifully, making every twitch and gasp more and more clear. He rolled his head back, moaning loud enough for anyone three rooms down for them to hear before he came into Vincent’s mouth, hands digging into the raven tresses of his lover. Cid was trying to catch his breath, and he could hear and feel Vincent moving his body up before a sticky, salty kiss was planted on his lips. He returned it with as much passion as he could muster, and the hands that were Vincent’s hair let go of it, and wrapped instead soundly around the skinnier man’s back. He could taste his own release on the gunner’s mouth, but he didn’t care. Everything else was Vincent.

Cid’s skin was flushed and hot, and Vincent loved it. He felt the post-orgasmic shudders of the man beneath him, and he made no protest as he was put down onto his back, legs gently separated before he felt Cid enter him in one swift movement. Vincent moaned into Cid's mouth, the pressure from his hands pressed into the small of his back and his legs lifted to rest on Cid's shoulders. The two men’s lips never parted except for when breathing through their nose wasn’t enough, but even then quickly met again. Their love making was a quick one, but it was enough for the both of them. Cid moved with an urgency obvious in the way he was kissing Vincent, the gun man letting him. It was only until after Cid had his second release and Vincent his first did the two of them detatch lips, breathing hard into each other’s skin.

Cid was DONE, mentally, emotionally and definately physically. His whole body screamed sleep, his whole mind told him to stay awake.

His body won. Exactly twenty minutes after they’d gotten into the hotel room, gotten into an argument, gotten stripped and gotten laid, Cid Highwind rolled over onto his back and was out.

“Cid....Cid?” Vincent, who WAS laying there catching his breath, basking in the afterglow of great sex, opened his eyes wide in utter disbelief. He leaned up, looking down at his lover. The pilot was sound asleep, and despite several nudges and sharp words from Vincent he stayed that way. Vincent sighed and shook his head, a smile creeping onto his lips as he said the two words that described this situation perfectly.

“Dammit, Cid.”
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AN- got a little tired there at the end, but blah. Sorry it took so long to update, but here it is.
I can't wait to write the wedding chapter. Bwahahahaha.>:D
Ahem. ~Dreams

Edited 3/12/08