"What did you do Cid?" Tifa turned into a mother hen the moment the two had caught up with the group and the pilot had still been holding his nose.

"I'm fine Tif stop it, it's just a little blood," he tried not to glare at the still proudly smirking gunner when he walked past.

"I clocked him one for following me." Cid blinked when the gunner had said the complete lie.

"Vincent! Why would you do that?!" Tifa reprimanded while still trying to stuff a cloth under Cid's dripping nose.

"He snuck up on me. And he's lucky I didn't shoot him," the emphasis meant a totally different thing to the pilot, whose nose chose then to start gushing again.

"Gaia Cid, get that thing tapered off before you pass out," Cloud hollered while tossing a potion to Tifa in case it was needed.

Yuffie was the only one watching the interaction between the pilot and gunner rather than fussing over the still bleeding nose, she smiled. "So, what exactly were you going to shoot him with?"

Vincent blinked calmly at the smirking ninja, "Cerberus of course. Are you feeling well Yuffie? You seem a little flushed." A concerned look crossed the gunner's face as his tail swept up to brush a bit of hair out of the girl's eyes; she nearly fainted from hyperventilating when he walked away.

"That was a little much Vince," Cid said once he finally got his nose to stop bleeding and was dealing with getting it clean without starting it up again.

"What? She did look flushed," Vincent said innocently.

"Yeah, right, she was blushing like some fangirl. Didn't mean you had to use your tail," Cid said as he nudged him with his arm. "We should keep with the group…" he said when he noticed they were falling behind again.

"You're right, we should," Vincent's long paw/feet gave the gunner an even longer and more graceful stride as he took a few far moving steps before looking back to the pilot. "Coming Chief?"

"Working on it," the pilot grumbled when he walked up to him. "Can you really deep throat your gun?"

Vincent smirked, chuckling softly, "Maybe I'll show you the answer sometime."

Cid looked confused. Vincent licked him on the nose before he bounded after the distant party on all fours, tail bouncy along the way. "No fucking way," he said with wide eyes as he ran after.

"Way," Vincent called back before he was too far away to be heard.

***

A town, they had finally come across a town. It was tiny, but still had an Inn. Everyone was just so happy to have a bed that no one seemed to even care that most of them had to share a bed, Cloud and Barrett had been the lucky ones to get their own. That was mainly due to Barrett being too large to be able to share a bed, the other was Cloud was willing to share with Red XIII if the lion wanted to sleep on the end.

Vincent frowned, annoyed, when he found the small camera positioned toward the bed. Yuffie must have snuck in while Cid was out getting supplies and he had been in the shower. Red eyes flicked over the room again from his place at the open bathroom door, there weren't any more visible. There had to be a mike, unless she just wanted to catch the show and didn't care about the audio. There it was on the bed. He nearly laughed, she had stuck it behind the headboard. He had to shake his head. Rule one of placement, out of sight and unlikely to be moved/used/or any variation of the two. Rule two you just can't sneak up on a Turk… They wrote the rule book on surveillance!

The frown turned up into a smile, he was still off camera and could easily take care of the bugs, but he wasn't sure he wanted to. He acted like he knew nothing of them and walked over to the bed still wrapped in nothing but a towel. If she wanted a show he'd give her own.

His hand automatically started swiping at his ears one at a time, settling the fur while mussing up his water laden hair, he'd brush that after he got done. And ear twitched when he felt an itch settle in along with the fur and his foot came up to tap a claw on the spot, the towel gaped but it was conveniently off camera. It wasn't like she hadn't seen it anyway but it was still worth the little smirk he got from seeing her frustrated face while she trying to scrub the shadow off the screen. The itch was gone and ears were done, he decided to lay out on the bed while he ran his brush through his hair, letting the camera see up the towel only enough to see red striped thighs that were partially opened and nothing more.

Done with his hair he sat up as his tail swayed back and forward over his legs, his eyes watching it as a sudden want had his hand pawing out softly at it. It was a puffed up mess and when his hand caught it he drug it up to his chest to start lapping at it, purring as the hair started settling down. Soon he was bending to reach more of it and his lips twitched up at the thought of her having to grab for something to stuff under her nose when the towel was pulled down enough to show the tongue reaching to slide across even the base of the furry tail.

Vincent let out a groan; he was starting to get hard at the feeling of his tongue against his ass. He hadn't wanted to take the teasing that far but he knew the towel would not be covering him much longer either way he looked at it. "Vince, I think I found a solution to our problem!" Cid's voice entered the room a full millisecond before the pilot threw open the door to see red eyes look up at him. "Hey! Ya weren't even gonna wait for me?!"

"Sorry Chief, I was being good but then it just happened," Vincent said as he got up from the bed to walk toward the door, off camera as he wrapped his arms around the pilot in a hug. "Yuffie bugged our room, wanna play with her a little?" was whispered in the blinking pilot's ear.

"Really?" Vincent pointed to the camera and then over to the tiny mike barely visible above the headboard. "Little," Cid was kissed when his voice started rising up in anger.

"Are we going to play or leave her with fantasies about me cleaning myself?"

Cid snorted softly before Vincent pulled away, "I have those and yer right in front 'a me… Hmm, I want a copy of whatever she's taped."

"I'll go get you one when she's seen enough to pass out again," Vincent's smiled turned seductive as he turned around and walked back toward the bed. "Fuck me," both clawed hands planted on the soft bed as he spread himself wide, giving the camera the perfect view of his aroused face and body as his tail moved to allow his lover access. "Hard," his chest shifted down as he pushed his ass even higher into the air when Cid came up behind him.

"Gaia, Vince, you know exactly how to get me hard," Vincent started purring when he felt the pilot settle onto his back, grinding back as the man's bulging pants nudged his bare opening.

"Fuck me Highwind, I don't wanna be able to move tomorrow," Vincent panted as he heard the zipper pulled down when the body moved away from him.

Cid nudged at the man's un-prepped opening, earning mewling sounds from the feline gunner. "Dry?"

"I don't care! Fuck me!" Cid quickly moved out of reach of the swinging tail when he saw Vincent was going to use the same trick he had the first time he forced the pilot to take him dry. "Damnit Highwind! Fuck me now!"

"What if I told you, I want you to take me?"

Vincent's feral features instantly softened in confusion. "Cid, I can't, you know I can't. I don't want to hurt you."

"I think I've got that taken care of," Cid said as he pulled the large box from his bag, tossing it to the confused gunner.

"Condoms? Chief I'll shred these," Vincent said as he looked over the box. "There's no way these would work."

"Check the thickness; two should be enough to keep you from digging into me." When Vincent looked up at him he couldn't help but chuckle, "We aren't trying not ta get pregnant Valentine, we're trying to keep you from shredding my intestines, I think we can throw out the doubt wrapped rule."

"I just… I don't want to hurt you."

"Then stop being such a uke and fuck me," Cid pulled Vincent into a kiss as he grabbed the box while straddling the gunner's hips. "We might have to tear them off but," Vincent gave a hiss as the cold plastic was slid down his barbed tip all the way down his shaft. He gave Cid a scared look when another one joined the first.

"Cid," Vincent was silenced by the pilot's kisses again.

"If you're not going to help then I'll ride you… but I really want you to fuck me."

Vincent shifted so that his legs were under him, leaning up to kiss the pilot. He teased and lapped at his mouth with his tongue. "I've never topped a man," he admitted as he gripped the pilot at the waist.

"It's the same as when you used your tail Vince," Cid smirked when he felt the gunner's hands shift to start teasing his tight opening. "Gaia, I want you in me so bad! It felt so good when it was your tail…"

"You know my cock isn't as agile as my tail," Vincent smirked, humor showing through even as he worry grew with each finger he used to carefully stretch the pilot wider.

"Good cuz I want fucked hard," Cid panted when Vincent's fingers finally found his prostate.

"Gaia, Highwind, I want to take you like a bitch," Vincent heard the rumbling in his chest he was he unintentionally making as instinct suddenly kicked up when he smelled Cid's arousal. When had that started?

"I ain't stopping ya," Cid never protested when he was suddenly pinned on his stomach with Vincent forcing himself into the virgin man. "Vincent," was moaned out as he felt the blunt ridges push their way in deep, groaning when the gunner stopped when the barbed head was barely in him.

"Cid, remember what I said the first time?"

"About relaxing if you start biting? Yeah."

"Good," Vincent's teeth sank into the pilot's neck shallowly as he quickly pounded into him.

"Ah!" Cid cried out, shifted to keep up with Vincent's desperate pace. "Shoulda used three," was panted out when he still felt the points lightly scrapping every time the gunner pulled out, the ribbed effect of the forward thrusting causing the thought to leave the moment it entered his mind. He cried out again as Vincent let go of his throat, the gunner moved to force himself deeper before biting again and thrusting even harder into the whimpering pilot. "Gaia, so good!" Cid's head fell back onto Vincent's shoulder even when the gunner bit again. He flinched when he felt the condoms give and the spines scraped him. "AH! Vince! It," the pilot's voice was lost in pained whimpers when the gunner's pace suddenly became harsher, forcing Cid to take every bit of it only to have the barbed tip slide along his prostate on the outward thrust. "Vince, please!" He couldn't believe how close he was; the pain seemed to be just enough to keep him from coming. He wanted to beg the gunner to pull out of him but he desperately wanted to feel that ridged head thrust into him until it filled him. "Close! Please," he thrust back against Vincent, whimpering in pleasure when he felt him start to swell within his torture passage. "Hurry, I can't take anymore!"

"Cid!" Vincent roared out as he finally came. Cid crying out in pain as the cum burned his raw insides before he went limp in the gunner's arms. "Cid…" Vincent's eyes widened when he realized what had happened. "Dear Gaia, Cid, are you alright?" The pilot was whimpering as the cock softened within him, the barbed head scraping along him before it hid itself harmlessly within the human portion of the gunner's cock.

"You can take it out now," was said in a soft voice, he still whined when the red tinged organ was pulled free. "I don't think I'll be moving very good tomorrow."

"Gaia Cid you didn't even finish, I'm so sorry," Vincent started to withdrawal into himself.

"I swear Valentine, if you even think of blaming yourself for my stupidity I'll shoot you with your own damn gun!" Vincent let Cerberus settle in the pilot's hand, the man blinked at the heavy gun before glaring at the gunner. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?!"

"I'm sorry," was said the gunner never looking up.

"Vince, if I had the strength I'd pistol whip you…" Cid let the gun drop onto the bed before bringing his hand to his pained opening. "At least you didn't get me bleeding too much. I might need that potion Cloud gave me earlier though."

Vincent was already getting up from the bed, discarding what little bit of the condoms that had survived before grabbing for the potion in Cid's pack. "I uh… need to check you. The condom broke up…"

"Leave it be until I heal, then you can go digging around for it… With your tail to make it up to me," Cid said as he actually smirked, tipping Vincent's down cased eyes to meet his lust filled ones. "But first you can show me how the fuck you intend to swallow that gun."

Vincent's eyes narrowed, a chuckle escaped even when he tried to hold it back. Cid watched him closely as he tipped back his potion when the naked gunner reached for Cerberus. The heavy barrel hinged forward as all the unspent bullets were spilled onto the bed before it was clicked closed. "I was a little too out of it to remember to do that the first time," Vincent said as he started removing the dog headed sight from the barrel. "Don't look at me that way Chief, I was just a little drunk at the time," he said when he saw the pilot's scared expression.

"You're really going to try to actual take that thing?" Cid asked a little bewildered when Vincent put the barrel to his lips.

"I've done it before… Though only a few times, I tend to get a lot of unwanted attention after I do." Those red cat eyes narrowed as Vincent opened his mouth, years of fistfights allowed the jaw to swing unhinged as he pushed the three barreled tip past his teeth. He took a few deep breaths and relaxed his throat to push the metal down it. Tilting his head back he kept pushing until he felt the trigger guard click against his teeth, his eyes opened when he found he could breath around the gaps in the barrels… Oh the possibilities, a smile tried to pull at the stretched skin though it couldn't be seen.

"Gaia Vince," he knew by the shaking in Cid's voice the pilot was close, Vincent pulled the barrel up until it threatened to be free then thrust it back down his throat, ignoring the irritation the friction caused as he did it a few more times. "Vince," he heard Cid pant, his eyes rolled until they settled on the pilot's orgasmic expression. "Gaia Vince, no more," the gunner was chuckling as he finally pulled Cerberus from his raw throat, his jaw cracked back into place when he rotated it.

"Had enough Chief?" Cid shuttered and came at the huskiness of the gunner's voice, "I'll take that as a yes."

"Gaia Vince, how the hell can you do that?! And what the fuck possessed you to try it a first time much less do it again?!"

"You're complaining?" Vincent had to laugh at the look on Cid's face. "I told you I was a little drunk."

"And what? Went 'I wonder if I can shove a big ass gun down my throat?'?!"

Vincent shook his head, "No. It was my first year in the Turks. We had decided to get a few drinks after our shift. There was a few that were on their second and third years and we all started talking and knocking 'um back. Sybelle… she was on her second year. She had a few too many and had heard I didn't have a gag reflex. She chose then to ask about it. One shot led to another and next thing I know I'm winning a few hundred Gil for swallowing her Browning. It took a few more shots and I won nearly ten thousand for getting Cerberus down my throat… I don't think any of the guys were comfortable around me after that."

Cid was just gaping/smiling at the gunner, "Comfortable… hell I bet there wasn't a dry seat in the bar!"

Vincent was trying not to blush as he chuckled, "I had two of the patriots hitting on me before the night was even over… I ended up having to punch one in the face before he got the message of not interested."

"Would've loved ta see that!" Cid chuckled. "So, you can't gag?"

Vincent shook his head, "No."

"Never?" Cid was sliding forward, licking his lips as he leaned to start kissing Vincent. The gunner let his mouth open to the pilot's questing tongue, he purred when he felt it slide along the back of his throat as if looking for something. When Cid found what should have caused Vincent to gag he smirked when nothing happened, the gunner's eyes rolled when the pilot started batting at the gag like a cat with a string. "So… what's the longest thing you've swallowed?" Cid asked once he pulled away.

Vincent's lip twitched up, his tail swinging to his lips. "Wanna find out?" Cid's eyes widened and the gunner started feeding his flexible tail down his throat. He didn't stop until he was worried the tip might reach his stomach before pulling it back out. "What's wrong Chief?" he asked once he pulled his slick tail free. "You said you wanted me to use my tail… Seemed a good way to get you hard and get it ready at the same time," Vincent purred as he moved forward to press the pilot onto his back, straddling his hips while he nudged the man's legs apart. "Fuck me, make me pay for what I did to you," he placed himself onto the thick cock and forced himself onto it, tearing his dry opening in the process.

"Vince, you know I hate doing that…" Cid said as he felt the gunner starting to bleed around him.

"Cid, fuck me." Vincent started moving as he slowly slid his tail into the pilot's potion healed opening. "I want to not be able to walk tomorrow."

***

Red eyes blinked open, a soft smile showed on the gunner's lips. His entire body felt sore from the night before, he looked over when he heard a snore and smiled wider when the pilot rolled over and groaned as his hand brushed his over used cock. His pilot had stamina when he needed it. Vincent grunted as he got up to use the bathroom, his spine and ass protesting his moving with every step.