The Art of Seduction
By Tari
Written in response to "Lust Month" over at Destiny's Gateway
This is my first attempt at Reeve x Yuffie. This story only actually came to me while I was writing another Reeve x Yuffie fic. Enjoy!
Rated T because Reeve is a very naughty boy.
Disclaimer: Tari does not own FFVII or any of its characters. The unimaginable things I would do to Reeve Tuesti and Vincent Valentine if I did...
Chapter One
Hurricane Yuffie thundered through the headquarters of the WRO, intent on carrying out her favourite pastime: Vinnie hunting.
The young ninja smothered her giggles as she skidded to a stop at the gunslinger's favourite hangout. Aside from that creepy old cave of course.
"Stupid popsicle," muttered Yuffie darkly, her mind focused on Lucrecia. She ducked hastily out of sight as Vincent turned towards the sound, drawn by his sensitive hearing and no doubt his very perceptive demons.
A slight frown marring Vincent's face as he failed to locate the source of the noise, he turned back towards the shooting range, focusing intently on his target as he fired off a full round of Cerberus.
Yuffie crouched in the shadows, her eyes fixed on Vincent's graceful form. He was like a cat, she decided; all lithe and powerful and coiled, ready to spring.
And that ass.
Yuffie could look at it all day. A pity he would never take off that damn cloak so she could ogle it better.
As the predator was studying her prey, the young ninja failed to notice the prowling, stealthy form of Cait sneaking up behind her.
"Yuffie!" he exclaimed with delight, causing Yuffie to shriek and topple over. Vincent looked over once again in the direction of the commotion, his eyebrows furrowing
"Did Vincent finally get that stick removed from his ass?" asked Cait curiously.
Yuffie spluttered, her face turning as red as Vincent's cloak. The owner of said cloak was drawing nearer to the pair with every step that the gunslinger took. "Stick, what stick?" she replied, giggling nervously as the object of her previous attention came to a halt beside them. "Oh, hey, Vinnie, didn't see you there!"
"Sure he does, lassie!" said Cait, appearing to be confused. "Why else would you be staring at Vincent's backside?"
Swearing with every colourful swear word that she had picked up from Cid and Barret over the years – and boy, were there many – Yuffie grabbed Cait by the scruff of the neck and hightailed her ninja behind to Reeve's office.
Throwing open the door, Yuffie faced a smirking Reeve. Had he been a lesser person, Reeve would have been quaking with fear at the anger on Yuffie's face. Quite honestly, the ninja looked like she was going to breathe fire.
Throwing Cait unceremoniously onto Reeve's desk, Yuffie strode purposefully towards the Commissioner, poking a finger into his chest. "You asshole!" she howled in fury, "Cait told Vincent that I'd been gawking at his ass!"
Reeve's smile only grew wider as he rose to his feet and placed his hands on the desk either side of Yuffie, effectively trapping the ninja between the desk and his body. Flailing as she lost her balance, Yuffie was forced to cling to Reeve's lapels as the full length of her body was pressed against the Commissioner's.
He was tired of playing. Too long had Reeve stood silently in the shadows while Yuffie ignored him. Too long had he watched her pursue Vincent, knowing full well that the gunslinger's heart would never belong to anyone other than Lucrecia.
He desired Yuffie Kisaragi. Reeve never missed an opportunity to flirt with the young ninja, knowing full well that Yuffie would flirt cheekily back at him. But still, Yuffie never took Reeve's flirtatious charms seriously, believing him to be nothing more than a pervy old man.
Only this time, Reeve was ready to change all that.
The Commissioner buried his face in her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of Yuffie before placing a tender kiss at the hollow of her throat. He felt the girl shiver around him and he fought the groan rising in his throat. Like any other man, he had his needs. And right now, his need was pressed delightfully against him.
Raising his head, Reeve's face stopped short of Yuffie's as the Commissioner committed every detail of this moment to memory. He never wanted to forget the gentle blush that was stealing across Yuffie's cheeks, nor the confusion, giddiness and the hint of raw desire glittering in the depths of her deep, dark eyes.
Reeve's eyes fell to Yuffie's lips as they parted slightly and her breath quickened. How he longed to press his lips to hers and explore the deep, hot cavern of her mouth. Supporting his body weight with one hand, Reeve raised his free hand and traced his fingertips along the bare flesh of Yuffie's lower back, barely able to control his desires as Yuffie shuddered beneath his touch.
"I do not play nice, Yuffie," he murmured, his breath ghosting over her cheeks. Reeve pressed himself a little closer to Yuffie, allowing her to feel the hardness of his body. Reeve smirked as Yuffie's pupils dilated and a little gasp escaped from her throat as she felt a man's desire for the first time. Her eyes flickered shut as Reeve's hand groped her rear and ground their hips together. "You belong to me, Yuffie Kisaragi," Reeve growled under his breath.
Yuffie's eyes snapped open and her cheeks blazed crimson as she swatted away Reeve's hand and clambered clumsily over his desk. She paused in the doorway, adjusting her rumpled clothing and stealing a glance over at the Commissioner, gulping at the raw desire on his face.
She knew that Reeve was a passionate man in every aspect of his life; he had helped AVALANCHE save the world three times and had also been responsible for constructing Edge following Meteorfall. And yet… Yuffie had never dared to question whether his love life was as passionate as the rest of Reeve's personality.
Seeing Reeve's raised eyebrow, Yuffie hesitated, chewing her lip before scurrying away down the hall. Reeve had never shown one ounce of interest in her until now. She was confused and yet, the teensy-weensiest part of her was exhilarated, being felt up by her boss.
Reeve smirked as he settled back comfortably in his chair, locking his fingers behind his head and crossing his legs atop his desk. It was only a matter of time before Yuffie's boundless curiosity got the better of her and she realised that there was so much more between them than just sexual tension.