Possession

Possession


Cloud Strife knew what it was like to be owned. It was hard not to. He might once have become enraged at the thought of being owned but with Vincent Valentine…it was a whole other story.


He was addicted, he knew to those pouty pale lips, those ruby red eyes and the smell of summer rain that was Vincent’s unique scent. And he also knew that Vincent was just as much addicted to him as he was with the ex-Turk.

They both were addicted to the heat of the kisses, the passion of the moment…and the heavenly bliss that followed.

They were the only ones that understood what they felt; no one else could even comprehend what it was exactly they felt for each other. Sure, they claimed they did, but Cloud and Vincent knew better.

There might have been two other people who understood…but they were long gone now; buried in the past.

Cloud let out a pained whimper when Vincent teased his hard cock with the tip of his tongue. A normal man would be terrified at the aspect of Vincent doing what he was about to do to Cloud because of the ex-Turks elongated canines. But Cloud was no ordinary man.

In fact, it excited him. He knew without a doubt that Vincent wouldn’t harm him in any way but the thrill was still there.

Cloud let out a strangled cry as Vincent deep-throated him in one go, suppressing his gag reflex and holding the blonde’s hips. The raven haired man savored the taste of his blond has he pulled back up and swiped his tongue over the tip of the ex-Soldier’s cock.

Cloud shivered at the action and licked his already swollen lips. Glimmering metal caught the aroused blonde’s eye as Vincent’s gauntlet that was thrown over his hips holding him down caught in the last rays of the setting sun from the open bedroom window.

Cloud interlaced his fingers with the metal covered fingers of his lover. He loved it when Vincent kept his gauntlet on. Ruby met sapphire and the blond let out a low moan at the sight of those pale hips taking in every inch of his flesh.

The ex-soldier closed his eyes when he felt a slicked finger rub around the tight ring of muscles before slipping in but snapped the back open when his lover applied a playful nip to the head of his erection.

“Vincent…” Cloud tried to growl out but it turned into a moan when the ex-Turk’s tongue swiped the tip again. The blond hardly noticed when a second finger was inserted and started to scissor, stretching him out.

He moaned at the duel sensations of being penetrated by his lover’s fingers and nearly devoured by Vincent’s mouth.

He didn’t know how long the ex-Turk had a third finger in him but he whimpered when those fingers were removed. Vincent captured Cloud’s lips in a sensual passionate kiss as he slowly penetrated the blond. Cloud wrapped his arms around Vincent’s neck as he wrapped his legs around the raven’s waist.

Both men swallowed each other’s moans as the ex-Turk fully settled into the ex-Soldier’s tight heat. A clawed hand and a naked hand caressed down the blonde’s sides causing him to shiver.

Pale lips and white sharp teeth grazed a hot trail down cloud’s neck as the raven slowly pulled out and rammed back in. The blond jerked upward with each stroke electing moans, whimpers, and pleas from Cloud.

He began to push back with each thrust as their passion started to escalate. Vincent held himself up with on arm as his unclothed hand slipped in between their sweaty bodies and began to stroke the blonde’s erection.

Gold plated claws dug into white cotton sheets as a familiar heat started to coil in the pit of his stomach. The slight clenching of Cloud’s inner walls informed the raven that he wasn’t the only one close to completion.

The ex-Soldier’s cries became louder and his bit his lip as Vincent’s gauntlet dug into his hip hard, but not hard enough to draw blood.

“Cloud…” Vincent’s husky deep voice rumbled in the blonde’s ear.

“Ah…Vincent…” the blond moaned the raven’s name as he clenched his eyes closed.

“Cloud…I want you to cum for me…” Vincent moaned in Cloud’s ear before he bit the blonde’s shoulder just enough to break skin and draw blood with his fangs.

When Vincent lapped at the wound whatever the blond had been holding onto shattered as he came screaming Vincent’s name and covering them both with his seed.

The tight pulling lull of Cloud’s inner walls caused by the blonde’s orgasm ripped his own from him with a deep almost feral growl.

They clung to each other like that, each trying to regain their senses that escaped them in the heat of bliss. Then the ex-Turk took Cloud’s lips in a gentle sensual kiss. The blond relaxed and lowered his legs as the raven slipped out from between his thighs.

Vincent collapsed on Cloud’s side and nuzzled the blonde’s neck. The blond chuckled when he heard the raven’s content purr like sound that was no doubt from either Chaos or Gillian.

Yes no one would understand them. How perfect they were for each other. It was an addiction that both of them knew was drawn from obsession turned to love. Cloud let a lazy smile cross his face as he drifted off to sleep; the raven already gone.

Yes, Vincent owned him. But Cloud knew he owned Vincent too.

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