Requiem of a Spirit | By : worsel Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title:
Requiem of a Spirit (2/?)
Pairing: VxC, SxC
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Post AC, fluff, angst, sex
Spoilers: Spoilers for AC
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any of the characters.
A/N:
(For all you people reading this on AFF just ignore the notes until you get to
chapter 6.)Sorry it’s late. My sister’s getting married
next weekend so I’ve been a bit busy. The smut is finally here! ^^ But you have
to get through a bit o’ sap first.
Somehow, it seemed that unloading birthday
presents took infinitely longer than loading them. Maybe because there were two
steps leading to the porch, or maybe the universe simply distorted time to make
life miserable. Whatever it was, Cloud was relieved to set the armload of gifts
down on the table.
“Don’t leave them there, we need to be able
to eat,” Vincent stated in a matter of fact tone.
Cloud sighed in defeat, picking them up once
again and attempting to find places for them all. Wait a moment, something’s
missing. “Vincent where is my necklace?” he called.
“I’m wearing it. I didn’t want it to get
destroyed,” Vincent’s reply echoed.
Cloud ventured back towards the kitchen and
glanced around his lover at the stove. “I’m gonna get fat!” he mocked.
“You’re having a Zack moment,” Vincent
responded in monotone.
“Sorry.”
“Apologies are not necessary.”
“Last thing you need to deal with is me
having an identity crisis,” Cloud added before sitting at the table.
Vincent shrugged and proceeded his cooking. “I’ve
managed before.”
“What’s for dinner?” Cloud inquired changing
the subject.
“Stir fry,” was the taller one’s equally
brusque reply.
An uncomfortable silence settled for the next
few moments. “I can’t forget any of them though,” Cloud murmured in a defeated
tone.
“I know. Remember though, there is a
difference between remembering and obsessing.” Vincent diligently added chopped
vegetables to the mix, but continued, “Let the dead rest in peace.”
“What about you?”
“What about me?”
“You still remember Lucrecia.”
“Everyday, but I’m moving, and so are you.”
“I guess.”
“Was there anything in particular that
spawned this nostalgia?”
“Speaking with Aerith brought up the past.”
“Anything in particular?”
Cloud remained silent.
“You’ll tell me when you are ready,” Vincent
sighed.
The food preparation was finished in relative
silence, and Cloud initiated a rather light hearted conversation over dinner. By
sundown, a delicate peace had settled over the house. Cloud settled on the
couch earlier, and watched the last few rays of sunlight slipped behind the far
off cityscape of Midgar. Vincent figured now was as good a time as any to give
Cloud his gift.
“Cloud,” he murmured tentatively. Cloud
turned his head toward his lover to indicate he was listening. Settling close
to the blonde, Vincent continued, “I care about you greatly, and you mean very
much to me, I--” the darker male pulled a small trinket from his cloak, “I want
you to stay with me. For the rest of our lives.” He whispered, gently placing a
small silvery band on the younger man’s finger. “I love you.”
Cloud glanced between the man and the ring in
shock. “That is the sweetest, and quite possibly the longest, thing I’ve ever
heard you say,” he remarked with a grin.
Vincent gave a small smile in return, “Is
that a yes?”
“Are you sure you want to stay with me? Even
with all the problems in my head?” Cloud queried.
“Quite.”
“Back to monosyllables,” Cloud mocked. He leaned
forward and gently pressed his lips against Vincent’s.
Vincent smirked and gently slipped his human
arm around his lover’s back. Cloud scooted closer to the older man, applying
more pressure to their kiss. He groaned in response when he felt the darker
man’s tongue lightly tracing his lips requesting entrance. Cloud was more than
willing to comply, and opened his mouth. Another moan escaped him as he felt
Vincent’s tongue rush in and proceed to plunder every last inch of his mouth.
Vincent purred as Cloud’s tongue tangled with his own, the slick velvety muscle
fighting for dominance.
Cloud pulled back with a gasp, breaking the
thin string of saliva that had connected them. “Bed. Now!” he panted.
Vincent only nodded before pulling them both
up from the couch and hauling them toward the bedroom. Cloud was practically
thrown onto the bed before Vincent continued pillaging the younger man’s mouth.
The blonde’s hands drifted toward his lover’s shirt, and the cloth unbuttoned with
surprising ease. A slender hand ghosted over the man’s chest, while the other
reached towards the claw like armor. Vincent pulled away with a shudder, half
heartedly tugging the offending arm away.
Cloud held on though, and gently touched his
love’s cheek. “Vincent, look at me.” The taller man obeyed. “I love you,
Vincent. All of you, regardless of what he did to you.” Cloud gently pulled the
golden armor away, setting it on the floor.
Vincent glared at the sickly, disfigured arm.
“How can you?” he asked clutching at the purple and black appendage in disgust.
Cloud gently tugged the inhuman arm towards
him. “Because it’s part of you,” he whispered placing a feather light kiss to
the palm. “It’s as beautiful as the rest of you.”
Cloud was rewarded with a small tender smile.
He pulled his lover back for another kiss; gentler this time, but holding far
more passion. Vincent’s mouth left his all too soon, but proceeded to blaze a
searing trail to Cloud’s ear. Warm breaths and a wicked tongue against his ear
made the blonde shiver. The darker one gently nipped and suckled at the young
man’s earlobe, and then traveled down Cloud’s neck.
Vincent let his human hand unzip the blonde’s
shirt, while its demon partner rested delicately against the boys face, occasionally
receiving a gentle nuzzle from its captive. Vincent bit at each new expanse of
smooth pale chest that was revealed, apologetically soothing each mark with his
tongue afterward. Each of Cloud’s cries and groans pushed the gunman to
continue.
Vincent took one of the swordsman’s nipples
into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the bud of flesh until
it was a dark pebble. With a devilish smirk he bit down on the skin sharply.
Cloud arched up off the bed with a keening wail that sent pleasuring sensations
to the taller man’s groin. Vincent repeated the process on the other, but when
his lover arched, Vincent sharply grinded his hips against the blonde’s.
“Vincent!” The blonde gasped, “Please…more…”
“Patience is a virtue my love.” Vincent
teased before removing Cloud’s shirt completely, and tossed it to the floor.
Cloud growled and bit into the flesh between
the darker man’s neck and shoulder, eliciting a howl and swift thrust of hips
from Vincent. Cloud gently slipped Vincent’s shirt off, gently moving the demon
hand from where it grasped his hair. He then let his hands glide over smooth
muscles, he let his fingers stop every once in a while to outline the scars. He
shoved the taller man back and crawled over him. He tilted his head down and
let his tongue trace over the well known map of scars. Vincent took a sharp
breath as Cloud worshipped a particularly sensitive blemish on his ribs.
Red eye’s glowed, and Vincent roughly pulled
the blonde from his position and flipped him once again onto his back. The
gunman tugged Cloud’s belt out of the way, and literally ripped the younger
man’s pants off.
“That’s my favorite pair!” The swordsman
protested.
“I’ll buy you another,” Vincent growled, but
his hands were surprisingly gentle as they massaged Cloud’s thighs. He then
proceeded to kneel between the blonde’s legs, and let his tongue draw small
patterns over the available skin, tracing from inner thighs to each hip.
“Vincent,” Cloud groaned.
The gunman smirked and let his tongue ghost
over the tip of the blonde’s erection, lapping up the salty liquid that
gathered there. He inhaled the masculine scent while placing gentle kisses
against heated throbbing flesh. The young man’s gasps encouraged Vincent and he
engulfed the head in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the head before
relaxing and moving his mouth further down until he felt the tickle of blonde
curls against his nose. Cloud gently removed Vincent’s headband before tangling
his fingers in thick dark mane. Vincent purred, the vibrations sent waves of
pleasure through Cloud. He attempted to thrust himself further into that warm
cavern, but Vincent shrewdly held the boys hips still. Cloud resigned himself,
but the building pleasure and intensity caused him to thrash, seeking completion.
Sensing his lover was close; Vincent pulled
away and began to remove his remaining clothes. Cloud whined in protest at the
loss, but Vincent momentarily ignored it as he searched through the bedside
table’s cabinet. One he found what he was looking for he returned to settle
between Cloud’s knees. Vincent uncapped the tube and squeezed some of the
liquid over his fingers before recapping it and placing it nearby.
“Hurry,” Cloud urged, but it did nothing to
speed the process. Vincent gave Cloud a gentle kiss while his finger circled
Cloud’s opening. Cloud gasped as the finger slipped in, but relaxed almost reflexively.
Vincent smiled and slipped in a second finger, Cloud squirmed as the fingers scissored inside him, but he let out a cry as those experienced
fingers brushed against his prostate. Vincent quickly added a third, as Cloud
continued to writhe every time he pressed against that spot.
Once satisfied, Vincent pulled his fingers
from Cloud’s entrance and coated his own neglected erection in what liquid
remained on his hand. Before Cloud could even tell him to speed things up he
thrust into the blonde. Vincent grunted and adjusted Cloud’s legs over his
shoulder, before pulling out, and thrusting back in once again. Cloud moaned
and pressed against Vincent’s cock.
Within minutes they had a steady rhythm and
Vincent adjusted his position. Cloud cried out as pleasure flooded through him.
“Vincent… Harder!”
Vincent obliged with a growl and thrust
deeper into the blonde. He felt himself getting closer, and Cloud’s screams and
cries only sped him toward the end. With a last burst of energy, he thrust
almost frantically into the body below him.
“Oh gods! Like that Vin!” Cloud screamed
pressing harder against his lover. Vincent smirked and wrapped his human hand
around Cloud’s cock, using his demon hand to guide the blonde’s hips. Cloud’s
thrusting became frenzied and he emptied himself onto Vincent’s hand and their
stomachs with a yell. Vincent moaned as he felt Cloud constrict around him, and
came in short thrusts before collapsing onto Cloud.
They lay there for the next few moments
remembering how to breathe, sweat slicked bodies trembling in the afterglow.
Vincent twitched experimentally, but the feeling on his overly-sensitive flesh
caused him to halt.
He settled for adjusting their position a
little before warning Cloud, “Don’t move.”
Cloud simply smiled and closed his eyes. “I’m
not sure I can.”
“Happy birthday, Cloud,” Vincent whispered
followed Cloud’s example and let himself drift. “I love you.”
“Love you too…”
A/N: Well that royally sucked but hey it’s smut…
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