Knocked Up

Sorry this took a little longer. I finally got the next part of my DBZ story done, and then I got the flu. I go into hospital tomorrow with my son for his Asperger’s Syndrome. It’s for a month and I’ll only have internet access on weekends when we come home. Thankfully it’s only for a month. I have another story in the works. Not MPreg… Yazoo torture though. I am taking my laptop which has ff7ac installed on it to watch when I need to. I will have time to write, even though I’m wrapping up all three of my AFF stories, I have lots more in my arsenal. Maybe I should call my computer Velvet Nightmare? This was only quickly gone over so if there are any mistakes sorry, but like I said I am still recovering from the flu, it’s been very cold over the last week, but the rain is much needed. I’ll be off work for five weeks, four of those in the hospital. My son turns nine next week, I wish we had the diagnosis sooner, but we fell through the cracks earlier on. I am raising him alone, it’s not easy I can tell you. Yazoo realized he couldn’t raise the child, I know how hard it is. I too got pregnant accidentally. You might laugh, but I didn’t think I could, boy was I wrong! His dad lives in another state has four other kids and doesn’t really care what we do. Gotta go, it’s late and I have to get up early. I hope you like it, it will be hell without the internet I tell you, can’t wait for Friday night when we get home, but will hate going back on Sunday. Thank you for reading and I hope you guessed right, most of you did!

Knocked Up continued…..
By Fyrbyrd

A little over nine months earlier…..

Yazoo was not much of a sleeper despite his sleepy look. Loz snored and Kadaj muttered in his sleep. Yazoo had nightmares and woke from them not wanting to go back to sleep. And there was another thing that had been bothering him since they had come to the Forgotten City, he was sure they were being watched. Then when the two Shinra people disappeared from where they had been left, he was sure they had a spy watching them.

He went outside and tried to see if he could figure out where their spy was. He was sure they had not left after taking away the Shinra people. Though whoever it was didn’t seem to do anything other than watch them. It was stirring his curiosity to know why. He went out into the woods, walking slowly, but it was obvious he was looking for something, his eyes moving from place to place.

He stopped knowing there was someone behind him. “Why are you watching us?”

“I know what you are. I know what you are after.”

“You know where Mother is?” Yazoo said turning to face the other man, his eyes reaching for the others. He was surprised at how handsome he was.

“No I don’t. You’ll have to ask the head of Shinra.”

“He keeps saying he knows nothing.”

The other laughed a single silent laugh.

“Who are you?”

“Does it matter?”

“Do you work for Shinra too?”

“No, once maybe, not now.”

“Maybe I should say what are you?”

“More than I look like you.”

“So you know what my brothers and I are, why are you watching us.”

“To see what you are up to.”

“Kadaj makes the decisions, so if you are trying to find out from me, I cannot tell you.”

“He’s the youngest?”

“So. Even if I tried to tell him what to do, he’d ignore me anyway.”

“You are all dangerous.”

“Why aren’t you trying to kill me then?”

“Apart from punishing the Shinra agents, you haven’t done anything yet.”

“Punishing, that’s interesting.” He watched the shrug. “Why did you show yourself to me?”

“Why did you get up so early?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Nightmares?”

Yazoo cocked his head sideways and shrugged himself. He was intrigued by the handsome man in front of him, and did not want to lose his company. He’d not had such a good conversation in a long time, certainly not from his brothers.

“You use a gun?”

Yazoo looked at the other, “I do.”

The tattered red cape was moved to show the gun on his hip.

“Mmmmm,” said Yazoo instantly more interested, he touched his own piece, “Velvet Nightmare.”

“Cerberus.”

Yazoo licked his lips, Vincent’s eyes lit up, and they stared at each other.

“Have you gotten bored with watching?” asked Yazoo finally tilting his head again, “Wouldn’t you rather…touch. You had to have seen me bathe?”

Vincent lifted his head above the line of the collar of his cape and there seemed to be the slightest smile on his lips. “Indeed.”

Yazoo stepped closer, he wanted the man to touch him, no, more than that, “Touch me.”

“You hold the allure of Sephiroth.”

Yazoo nodded, his eyes never leaving the others as he continued to move slowly towards the dark haired man. When Yazoo was right in front of him, Vincent reached out and grabbed at his hair at the back of his neck, “I’m probably going to regret this but…” He pulled Yazoo towards him and tilted his face joining his lips to Yazoo’s. Yazoo slid his hands around and up onto Vincent’s shoulders, as their kiss deepened they were devouring each other. Vincent’s other hand traveled down Yazoo’s thin body to rest on his buttocks before pulling that part of him forward where he could feel the hardness in Vincent’s pants. He hummed into Vincent’s mouth, pleased that they man wanted him as much as he wanted. They both knew they should not be doing it, but they were too lost to stop themselves.

Vincent pulled back first but continued to look into the blue-green cat’s eyes. He let go of Yazoo’s hair and pulled away grabbing him by a wrist and pulling him in his wake. Once he had found a spot he was satisfied with he stopped and turned back to Yazoo. “I am going to take you; I don’t suppose you have any objections to that?”

“Not in the least,” he answered lifting his weapon holster over his head and gently tossing it aside, before pulling down the zipper of his long coat. Once opened he pushed it aside to reveal the bare smooth skin of his chest. For someone so skinny he had enough muscle to look really good, but considering whom he came from…

He slid the coat from his body and Vincent reached out to take it, he laid it on the ground, back facing out, Yazoo smiled his small smile again with that tilt of his head. Again Vincent grabbed him by the wrist, sure that the smaller man could have dodged him, but knowing that he wanted to be touched, to be grabbed, to be held, to be taken. He put his golden arm around his waist again and drew him in for another kiss, pushing his tongue in deep, his hand traveling from wrist to face which to cupped and pulled back from to look into those deadly cat’s eyes, seeing a need he wanted to fill. He unclipped his cloak and pulled it from him, laying it at the head of the coat all rolled up. He lifted his gun from the holster and lay it near Yazoo’s and eyed the beautiful man before him.

The hand moved back to the chest moving down as it went over that pale smooth skin that hid his nature within, still the leather clad hand did not stop as it glided downwards to the leather pants that fit the young man to perfection. He expertly undid the fly single handedly and worked the zipper down; all while the pair exchanged kisses and nips, Yazoo sneaking his hand onto the other’s chest and rubbing him with his leather gloves, moving down to rub at the hard groin. Vincent could not help the moan that brought. He pushed at the pants that fitted Yazoo like a glove and was surprised to find him commando. His golden hand moved down behind and helped to push down the pants, the cold metal making Yazoo jump and squirm as he tried he help get them down. Realizing that they were going to be a little slower to remove than he wanted, Vincent moved to pick the smaller man up and lay him down on the coat on the ground. Perceiving what Vincent was about, Yazoo allowed it. Once down Vincent took off Yazoo’s boots as he knelt beside him, then pulled the pants from the bottom so they slid easily off. While Vincent did that Yazoo slipped his gloves off and lay back to look at the man above him. Vincent straddled his body on hands and knees and leaned down to take his mouth again. When Yazoo tried to reach for him he was stopped and his arms were pulled above his head and held there, then Vincent returned to what he was doing before, moving down his jaw and onto his neck, making sure he left marks. He knew Yazoo zipped all the way up so no one would see them; he wanted to mark that beautiful skin, to remind Yazoo of who he had been with, to make a claim on the remnant. From the neck he moved down to the small nipples already erect and just waiting for his mouth the claim them too, which Vincent did with relish, nipping, sucking, lucking each one in turn back and forth. Yazoo was shaking his head from side to side biting at his bottom lip to stop himself from crying out with the pleasure. They were far enough away, but he sure did not want to wake his brothers up, especially not now.

The mouth made its way further down over his slim belly with small butterfly kisses until he reached the hip, then he rose up. Yazoo desperately wanted him to go on, especially just a little to the right where he was very hard and leaking, but Vincent had other plans. He let go of Yazoo’s arms and crawled back down his body, pushing his legs apart so that he could move in between them. Then he lifted Yazoo’s right leg and licked at his toes. Yazoo had bathed a few hours before, as Vincent had seen so he wasn’t worried out where the feet had been. It didn’t matter anyway, he wanted to play with them, so he did licking and sucking on them, Yazoo jerked his hips up, his cock bouncing as it began to curve into his belly. Still Vincent took his time, moving from toes to ankle to calf to behind his knee. Yazoo mewled in pleasure, his head still moving from side to side, his eyes dreamy. He had left his arms where Vincent had placed them, but they were restless in there wanting to move somewhere else. Vincent was working his way up the inner thigh until finally Yazoo lifted his head when a hand gripped his cock and lifted it to that wonderful mouth where it was licked at, his precum being eagerly devoured, before the tongue lapped around the head and he was taken into the warm cavern further, the tongue swirling around as the lips closed around it sucking between licks, moving ever so slowly down ward, the hand finally withdrawn before he was taken in all the way. The hand made its way up to Yazoo’s mouth and he opened for the questing fingers, knowing what was needed, sucking and bathing them. He lost them when the mouth momentarily left him to take in one of his balls, suck on it before leaving it for the other. This time a hard cry came from him, almost sounding like a growl, his body was now shaking slightly and the mouth released his balls and when back to his cock. Fingers once again pushed into his mouth and he bathes them again, before the left and moved down as Vincent repositioned himself and lifted Yazoo’s right leg so it bent out of the way and he had full access to his anus, where the fingers were soon circling around even as his cock was still being sucked and licked. Unable to stop himself his own hands moved to his own nipples one hand on each, pinching and pulling at himself. A finger made its way inside him and he moaned, bucking his hips into the devouring mouth, his hole loosening enough for another to join it. He couldn’t help his hips jerking, but the golden arm pushed down on his hip to hold him a little stiller. Yazoo was moaning continuously, the fingers were scissoring inside him before withdrawing to add a third and push back in and out, Yazoo was pushing back on them. He mewled again when the mouth pulled off his cock, but the fingers continued to push in and out of him, he squeezed at them in encouragement. Vincent knelt back, his hand reaching for the fly of his own pants, unzipping them, slipping both hands under the waistband and sliding them and his briefs down, his own erection springing free and bobbing as the pants went down to Vincent’s knees. He reached for his cock and worked his own precum over it, lubricating himself, Yazoo had bent his other knee and lay there with his head raised slightly, his eyes centered on the cock as he watched the man work his hand over it, he was panting lightly as he still worked at his nipples, but he wanted this man inside him. He lay there completely naked while Vincent was mostly dressed.

Vincent let go of his cock and looked at the man before him, ready and willing for him to take him, panting with need, so beautiful in the moonlight. He was made for this kind of thing; he was the one who would lure you in with his sex appeal before taking everything he could from you, or leaving you for his brothers. Right now Vincent didn’t care that he may have been caught in the lure, he needed to do this. He wanted to do this. He wanted to fuck the young beautiful body that was made for sex. He slid his hands down the long legs, long ago learning how to be gentle with his golden hand. He moved closer as he slowly lifted the legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at Yazoo’s entrance and pushing in. Yazoo threw his head back and cried out as he felt the other enter him, he had wanted this, Vincent was handsome enough for him to risk this, because it was a risk, his brothers did not know the man was there with him, usually he only did this when ordered by Kadaj. But this he was doing for himself. If Vincent saw his allure, he saw Vincent’s.

Vincent had slid all the way to the hilt, his hands sat on Yazoo’s shoulders and they were staring at each other. “So tight,” he said.

“So big,” answered Yazoo with his small smile. “So good, move please.”

Vincent smiled, “My pleasure.” He pulled back to until head of his cock only remained inside, then he slammed back in hard, Yazoo groaned and gripped at Vincent’s shoulders hard. Again and again Vincent repeated this, driving the other crazy with the slow hard fucking. Vincent stopped and leaned down for his lips, devouring one more before pulling back to push back in at a faster more even pace, but still thrusting hard. Yazoo was moaning continuously, now enjoying the faster action, lifting to push onto the large cock buried inside him. Vincent began to grunt and groan. It felt so good to slide in and out of the slim silver haired man. He too knew he was playing with fire, sleeping with the enemy as it was. But he’d not been with anyone recently and he was a beautiful wanton thing that he could not resist. But it was too good to last and he knew he would reach his peak soon. He reached between them with his metal hand and wrapped the fingers gently around the hard cock there, it reacted almost immediately and Yazoo threw his head back into Vincent’s cloak as he cried out his climax, the pressure of his body pushing Vincent over the edge at the same time and he came deep inside the young man.

They jerked together a few more times before Vincent’s collapsed on his hands face to face with Yazoo. They were both panting hard. They stayed locked together as they gained their breath, then Vincent kissed him on the lips before lifted off and out of him and rolling over beside him. They lay staring up at the dark sky.

“That was good,” remarked Vincent.

“My pleasure,” answered Yazoo.

Vincent rolled onto his side to look at the young man, “My pleasure too.”

“Will you come here again?” asked Yazoo looking at him.

“Do you really want me to?”

“Yes.”

“That good huh?” smiled Vincent.

“Yes.”

“You don’t tell lies do you?”

“Not often.”

Vincent smiled again. But you won’t let your brothers know about this will you?”

“Of course not. I want to do it again, and Kadaj would kill me if he learned about it.”

“Would he really?”

“Yes.”

“I suppose he would. I will try,” he said as he pulled his pants up and fastened them; “Aren’t you going to get dressed?”

“No, I want to rest here a bit before I go back in.”

“I must go,” he got to his feet and retrieved his gun and knelt down for his cape under Yazoo’s head. Once more he leaned down and their lips met, before he lifted his cape away, tossed it around his shoulders and fastened it. “If I don’t go, I’ll want to take you again and that might not be safe.”

“I’m not afraid.”

Vincent was facing away from him now. “Maybe not, but I still want you, I’m hard already, that’s what you do to me.”

Yazoo laughed, “Come earlier next time, I’ll be more than willing to accommodate you.”

Vincent’s stance stiffened. But he moved off, “I’m sure you will.”

Yazoo lay back and smiled, he didn’t get dressed for some time, only getting back before his brother’s awakened.

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Yazoo smiled at the memory of his time with Vincent. They had managed to get together a few more times before other events had taken over. One of the occasions had gotten him pregnant, a condition he hadn’t known could happen to him. He was glad that Vincent had come to see him before the child was born, he had avoided being seen before then, not wanting to be recognized by those who wanted to kill him. And he hoped that Vincent would visit him again, and perhaps they could rekindle what they had started at the Forgotten City. He sure hoped so.

THE END

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