Authors Note: Still dedicated to Rosecleer and Kendra Wood. ^///^ Sorry this one was so late. Oh and this is actually a super dumbed down version of a three shot story involving the influence of Jenova with Sephiroth's mental state and physical habits and Vincent's physical habits due to his demons which also included Mpeg.

PAIRING: SephirothxVincent

WORD: Susurration

Rating: MATURE due to incest.


SUSURRATION


Vincent was unsure how the events had unfolded unsure of who the strangers invading his resting place were but he found he did not really care. He was lounging in one of the dust littered bedrooms in a velvet covered chair the mentally broken man draped over him. A light gasp escaped the brunets milky lips and he shifted his head, dark bangs falling into his face as he gazed down at the other man. His heavy lidded crimson eyes were met with predatory feline jade. He lifted his hand and gripped at the silver haired mans broad shoulder as a wicked tongue once again flicked across a rosy nipple.

The top half of his leather clad form had been unzipped and pushed away from his chest in order to reveal his defined pecks and a single nipple, which the silver haired man teasingly licked at.


Sephiroth shifted up the other mans slim form, his gloved hands resting on the others narrow hips as he drew himself up till he was face to face with the brunet, or rather he was slightly above the other and tilted his head downward to gaze at the brunet. He closed his eyes leaning in burring his nose against the mans silky hair. "You smell delicious." He whispered feeling the tightness in his leather fatigues throb with want. He wasn't sure what had come over him after discovering the man in the basement…wasn't sure what had caused the unbearable want, he after all had never been a very 'sexual' creature.


Vincent tilted his head back, lips parting slightly as the silver haired man attached himself to his throat. He knew it was wrong, wrong to allow the other to touch him like this and yet he couldn't bring himself to deny him. Sure Vincent was bisexual and had been since before his time with the Turks but this…this was his…, his son. But even though he knew this he had no will power to prevent the act that they were leading up to.

He Is ReAlLy QuItE bEaUtIfUl IsN't He VaLeNtInE? Vincent ignored the cruelly teasing demon who spoke in the back of his conscious. Yes, it made sense now. Chaos had taken his control, taken away his will to fight against the sinful act.


Sephiroth detached himself from the slightly smaller man and turned his attention to the many buckles and straps adorning the other mans leather clad form. He undid the buckles that adorned the smaller mans waist before leaning forward and clasping the zipper of the mans suit between his teeth and pulled it downward, pausing only once he'd reached the other mans lap. Sephiroth pressed his nose against the soft treasure trail and inhaled the other mans scent deeply, a moan escaping him. "I wonder if you taste as delicious as you smell."


Vincent tilted his head forward slightly the susurration of the others words nearly to quite for him to hear. He gently ran his fingers through the silky silver locks before gripping tightly as his length was released from the leather confines and than enveloped by something much, much warmer. He groaned and let his head fall back, long strands of black hair cascading down the back of the chair. ArEnT yOu GlAd HiS sEnCe Of SmElL iS sO eXtRa OrDiNaRy? Vincent ignored the demon as the muscles in his abdomen began to tighten as the sensation focused between his thighs increased in speed.


Authors Note: God, this one totally sucks. . Maybe someday I'll write the full original version.