War | By : mizperceived Category: Final Fantasy VII > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Vincent was worried. No, scratch that, he was concerned. Vincent Valentine never worried, ever. Though, if there was ever a time to start worrying, now would probably be it. It had been three days, sixteen hours, eight minutes and fifty two, no fifty three seconds since he left both Tseng and Reeve in the bar and he had not seen hide nor hair from either of them. By now at least one of them would be calling him.
Vincent checked his cell phone for what had to be the hundredth time that day. He was close to calling Cloud or Yuffie and asking them to call him back just to see if his phone was working but somehow that felt a bit wrong at this point and he refrained. The normally unshakable gunner was jolted out of his contemplation as his phone’s shrill ring tone broke the silence. “Valentine,” his deep voice somehow remained calm as his heart pounded in his chest. The gunner frowned slightly as he recognized the voice on the other end of the call. It wasn’t either of the men he wanted to speak too. “Cloud,” he said by way of greeting. Vincent patiently listened to what the young blonde mercenary had to say, responding with slight grunts in agreeance or simple ‘no’s when it sufficed. Having enough of the small talk, Vincent asked the one question that had been burning through him since the beginning of the phone call. “Have you seen either Reeve or Tseng recently?” The ravenette frowned as Cloud relayed that he had seen the two men both at the bar last night and how he watched them leave within moments of each other. Without a fare-thee-well, Vincent ended the call and sat back down on his bed. Raising his right knee, the gunner rested his forearm against it as he contemplated what he just learned. Vincent closed his eyes as he laid back; his knee still bent but his crossed his arms over his eyes to block out the glare from the street lamps outside. Where were they? What could they possibly be doing? xXx Tseng shoved Reeve up against the wall, tearing at the man’s ornate purple overcoat as they grinded their lower bodies together. Lips crashed against lips as tongues began dueling for dominance. The short battle was quickly won by the Wutain whose skilled tongue turned the engineer into a mewling mass of short circuiting nerves. Quickly coats were discarded as was shoes, ties, belts and shirts. Somehow, through the grace of Shiva, they made it to the bedroom before tumbling over their own legs. Reeve surprised Tseng by flipping him over and straddling the Director’s hips. Tseng smirked as Reeve thrusted his splayed fingers in the fine black hair that was spread out on the pillow before ghosting kisses over the other man’s neck and jaw line. Tseng groaned slightly and the combined sensation of soft wet kisses mixed with the rough bristles of Reeve’s goatee. Soon those lips trailed down the large expanse of Tseng’s chest, dipping into the hills and valleys of his pectoral and abdominal muscles. Reeve marveled at how the Wutain’s body undulated in response to his fleeting kisses and caresses. Laving hot open mouthed kisses along Tseng’s lower torso, Reeve rested his forearms against the other’s thighs as he worked open the belt in front of him, then opened the placket of the navy blue dress pants. Curling his fingers around the waist band of Tseng’s boxers as he slid up to rest on his knees as he slowly pulled the material down Tseng’s body. Both maintained eye contact as Tseng’s throbbing erection was release from its confines as the owner hissed as cool air wisped over it. “Mmm, so much bigger than Vincent’s,” Reeve murmured before nuzzling Tseng’s erection, then licking up the underside of it. Taking his time, the engineer swirled his tongue all around the base, slowly working his way up to the tip of the Wutain’s cock before dragging his tongue back down in an agonizingly slow pace. Tentatively Reeve wrapped a fist around Tseng’s length as he let his lips wrap completely around the member, the warm wet cavern engulfing more than half of it. Tseng speared his hands through short chestnut colored locks, holding Reeve in place as he bucked his hips gently. Reeve’s mouth and hands on him had the Director unraveling much too quickly for his liking. With a few deft tugs of Reeve’s hair, the engineer got the picture and slowly crawled back up the body underneath him. He didn’t get a chance to stay in the position very long. Tseng quickly flipped Reeve over, so that he was pinned underneath him now. Reeve’s slow and methodical seduction broke something inside Tseng, that rigid control he always maintained on his body snapped as he tore off the engineer’s pants, wrapping a fist around the now freed erection. Tseng smirked as Reeve moved his body around, wanting more friction as the Wutain only held a firm grip on the man’s cock. “Gimme,” Tseng murmured, his dark eyes twinkling in the moonlight. Reeve instinctively reached under the pillow on his right for the small bottle of lube they kept there and tossed it to Tseng who caught it with one hand. Using his teeth to pop the cap open, Tseng quickly dribbled some lube on his fingers as well as spilling some on Reeve’s own throbbing cock. Clicking the cap shut, the Director tossed it to the side before scooting further down the bed, his head fully resting between Reeve’s spread legs. Tseng slowly pushes his middle finger against the other man’s entrance, teasing it, taunting it before running it around the rim. The Wutain slowly raised himself up while repositioning the man underneath him so that Reeve was in a half seated position with the pillows piled high behind him. Tseng kneeled in front of Reeve, leaning forward to capture the already kiss swollen lips. Forcing his tongue deep inside the other man’s mouth, he took advantage of the gasp of surprise Reeve emitted and pushed his finger inside him as far as he could. “Shh, shh,” Tseng cooed as Reeve whimpered slightly. Tseng quickly began to work his finger in and out, twisting it back and forth as it was pushed and pulled by the muscles clenching around it. Once the whimpers transformed into pants, Tseng pushed deep inside again and rubbed his finger against the back of Reeve’s prostate gland, cause Reeve’s body to convulse in pleasure as the man’s cock started leaking uncontrollably. “Damn. So tight. So much tighter than Vincent. I’m going to fuck you so hard Reeve,” Tseng growled before kissing Reeve again. xXx Vincent woke up with a start. Raising his face out of his pillows he realized several things at once. He was so consumed in his dream that he didn’t notice he was almost suffocating himself and two that he was so turned on by “watching” Tseng and Reeve fuck in his dream that he was grinding into his own bed, like some lust craze pubescent teenager. Shame washed over Vincent as he shook his head to clear it. Blindly he reached over to the night stand and grabbed his phone. No text messages and no missed calls. It was now four days, 1 hour, twenty tow minutes and ten seconds since he heard from either of them. Then he remembered the details of his dream, how surreal it felt. “They couldn’t be,” he murmured to himself. ‘You never know host,’ Chaos smirked inside his head. At the demon’s words doubt began to fill him before cold blooded anger filled his veins. “I’ll fucking kill them,” his voice coming out in a harsh whisper as he launched himself off of the bed, grabbing Cerberus as he left the room, off to search for his wayward lovers. Would be lovers, maybe. “Fuck, this was a bad idea.”A/N: I know, I keep fucking with Vincent’s sleep. But there’s a logical explanation for this! I swear!
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