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PLOT SUMMARY: When a politically-motivated plot to assassinate Rufus Shinra unravels lots of hot sex results.
WARNINGS: M/M, F/F, Anal, Manual, mild BDSM, references to cannibalism, shooting, alcohol, bad language (thanks, Cid!)
PAIRINGS: Cid/Vincent, Reno/Vincent, Rufus/Tseng, Reno/Rufus, Reno/Rude, Cid/Rufus, Tifa/Elena
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Sex and Politics
PROLOGUE
On most days Vincent liked to watch people moving about their business on the streets below because it brought him hope that a prosperous and stable future was finally coming, but today he wasn't interested in them. He was interested in him.
Vincent discretely shadowed the object of his interest for days now, following on top of buildings and always out of sight. He was a Turk once, he understood how Turks thought and acted, and he was able to follow Rufus Shinra wherever he went without being seen by his bodyguards. Now he intently watched the youthful figure that stood gazing out the wall-size window of his secret office, his hand busy inside his cream trousers. Thinking that nobody was watching, Rufus Shinra was smiling. Horny young fool. Vincent watched closely, trying to ignore the fleeting satisfaction at catching the secretive young man in such a private moment. Does he not realize that someone can shoot him when he exposes himself like that? Some men never learn. Vincent caught himself on that thought. That wasn't what he really wanted to believe.
Months ago, when Kadaj and his demented brothers blew up the entire city center of Edge in search of Jenova, Vincent and his AVALANCH comrades realized that they've put down their swords and guns too early. The world was still a volatile place, but the once omnipresent Shinra Inc. was a dying giant the rebel forces patiently awaited the giant's last breath. But they badly underestimated Rufus Shinra.
Barely into his manhood, Rufus was irresistibly handsome and charismatic. And he hated being broke. Within months he had gathered the pieces of his company into a coherently functioning whole and has once again set out to restore his company's world dominance. But what kind of a leader would Rufus become? Was he still the cruel and cold child of privilege who ordered public executions and cut funding to orphanages because he hated to waste money on the common folk?
Vincent watched the young President for weeks now, hoping to determine if Rufus had learned his lessons. What he saw thus far made Vincent both hopeful and worried. After nearly dying from Geostigma Rufus had a genuine change of heart about his company's role in caring for the planet and its people. But aside from his newly awakened conscience, Rufus was still himself – arrogant, power-hungry, and vain.
In particular Vincent hated Rufus's love affair with the military. The generals shamelessly courted the young President and in exchange for their adoration and loyalty Rufus flooded the military with all the money it asked for. Shinra was turning into a military government and Vincent hated it, knowing full well that further conflict between AVALANCH and Shinra was inevitable.