A/N: We now have weddings…and two flashbacks…now that's a first…do read and review would you kindly? And also, I'm still taking suggestions for girl names, so feel free to add more suggestions would you kindly?
Time until Vincent's life expires: 19 days, 5 months…
Today was Tseng and Elena's wedding—this was good timing for Yuffie as she would need a break from doing nothing but signing her name for the past few days. If anything, she would be the number-one expert in calligraphy with her name in kanji. She put down her brush pen and took a deep breath for herself as she mused upon the arrangement of the wedding. Vincent was chosen as best man due to the fact that Tseng's father Tsuan happened to be a good friend of his while he was growing up since his move from Wutai…and thus he was a family friend of the Hwang family. Rude however, managed to get ring-bearer duty…mostly because knowing Reno he would probably let it slip out of his mind as he went out on a drinking binge after the bachelor party, pawn Tseng's wedding band somewhere along the way to buy more lager and whiskey, and then wake up as a pain in the ass with a hangover. Besides, the other reason why Rude was not chosen as best man was because Elena wanted him to give her away in addition to being the ring-bearer…because being an orphan, Rude was the closest thing to a big brother the two of them would ever get; no, scratch that, there was no 'closest thing', because they were already his brother and sister by bond. Therefore, Rude was given the highest honor of being the bridesman.
Tseng and Elena approached Tifa a while back to ask her to cater the wedding on Yuffie's advice. The air of awkwardness between Turk and AVALANCHE member was tense; although on that day, Tifa managed to bury the hatchet with the Turks, and the planning for the party was underway—and it was done way in advance. The ceremony would be Western-style, as Tseng and Elena were both members of the same church that Aeris went to. The man who would be presiding over the wedding was Father Nikolai Warovski formerly of the Midgar Sector 7 Baptist Church. Now things were going her way…according to Vincent, he was almost done writing his will, and so by the time Rude comes to pick him up, he'll be done and all the things he wants to do postmortem on that piece of paper will be carried out. Now was a perfect opportunity for her to take a pause from all the paperwork she had to sign…and just in time too because Ichiro had arrived and escorted her to the limousine. As he drove her to the chapel, she'd might as well take a bite out of her chocolate-dipped pickles and then take nap on the road so that the baby can relax as well…
Flashback: Roughly 1.35 years ago…
After the crime wave in Wutai had ended, Yuffie managed to get Reeve to help rebuild her homeland into a much more beautiful place. Many architects arrived and rebuilt shops, homes, many other projects, and with the invention of instant concrete, things got significantly easier. Tonight however, she would be getting a visit from the general of the military police himself, and he would be taking her to dinner…and then afterwards, she'll be having some hot, steamy, animal sex with him…oh yes, the animal sex. It's been so long, and now things would be so easy, and savoring the moment would be favorable at this time.
She had just finished putting on her clothes and was ready to go out to dinner with him—he had just finished all the case reports in his precinct, and the streets remained criminal-free…although there was the occasional homeless person out and about, but still, nothing too serious on the surface, and with the military police patrolling the streets, nobody would even dare do something outright. Ever since she formed them up, things got even cleaner in Wutai as the citizens began to sleep much more peacefully; robberies went down, homicides were dealt with promptly, drug dealers were clamped down upon, and even terrorism was virtually nonexistent. Yuffie's reforms on the law made it so that there were less homeless people roaming about the land as her regime had created more jobs—if anything, she became the most-loved ruler out of all the Kisaragi…even several of the yakuza came to love and respect her so much that their funds were spent upon helping her to clean up their homeland and providing the military police with intelligence on any dissenters among them who would disturb the peace.
Yuffie looked herself in the mirror…her dinner date was prepared and ready. She wore a blue silk qipao with embroidered flowers sewn into the body, and a pair of silk sleeves that one could tie on your arm. She wore black pantyhose over her leopard skin thong just as the qipao covered her bikini top of the same color and pattern. Hey, she said was ready for dinner, nobody said that she couldn't get ready to have sex afterwards—and besides, the mind-blowing sex was something she needs to get her mind off the stress of the many problems in the city. As she looked outside the window, she knew that Vincent was waiting…he was wearing a white dress shirt, black suspenders and indigo slacks with a leather holster containing the high stopping-power piece of law enforcement known only as Cerberus. He was leaning against a lamppost and waiting by the front gate…and letting something crawl around on his hand? Well, whatever it was that he was playing around with, she was more than curious as she began walking down the stairs of the palace, and found herself at the gates.
"Whatcha got there Vinnie?" she asked, watching as he was stroking something in his palm before closing his hands together, and throwing them both forward and surprising Yuffie as she yelped upon finally realizing that he was petting a bat!
"What're you trying to do? Give me a heart attack? Where'd you find a bat anyway?"
"I don't know why, but all rodents seem to like me and so they tend to flock to me like bees to flowers."
"Rodents? As in…rats?"
"And mice, hamsters, bats, and guinea pigs…hence why Ms. Hannigan, Fluffy, and Momo have been sneaking around me in the shadows waiting for a free meal." It was then that Yuffie looked around, and found to her surprise, three of her cats hidden in the shadows like tigers in the grass. But when they noted that their mistress was around their walking vending machine and searching the shadows, they bolted away…they did not want to get into trouble by being caught outside the house—the penalty for such an action was no cat food for a week!
"So, where are we going for dinner?"
"I know of a kitchen that had survived for a while, even since I moved. I was hoping we'd go there, and then head for another place that I know of…hopefully what I have planned will pan out…given that it's been a while since I was last in Wutai and I never had much a chance to have a more thorough look."
"So, we now have our second date. I hope you'll save room for some dessert."
"I'll make mine a short one then."
With that, the couple walked down the street, not knowing that the two of them were being followed, and by one military police officer that decided to surprise her cousin with a visit…Sakura had noted that her commanding officer was holding hands with her cousin and empress the way a man would hold hands with his lover. It was no wonder that he rejected her advances…granted he was polite about it, and she was happy for her cousin, but still, she wanted to see for herself what her boss would have been like in had he accepted her declarations of love—in other words, she'll be seeing what sort of catch Yuffie had landed. She moved from lamppost to lamppost, taking care not to be seen, and then she saw them at their destination; it was Ocean Star Seafood. Oh she knew of that place—in the mornings, they served a rather good dim-sum, and their prize dish at those hours was their cha siu bao…however in the nighttime is when they actually get serious with their culinary skills in the art of tribal-style cuisine which had many meat-heavy dishes including fried squab, sakè-cooked crab, steamed frog legs in a mushroom-heavy gravy with carrots and green onions on rice, beaten egg whites garnished with broccoli and a side of red vinegar, and the cornerstone of their menu: beef slices, soy stalks, onions, and green peppers served in a gravy over ho fun.
As she watched them enter the doors of the restaurant, she felt a sort of shiver crawling up her spine from jealousy as she watched the couple feed each other a rather good meal that had not diminished in quality even since its founding twenty years prior to her very first arrival in this world. A voice inside of her implored her to stay and continue spying—at least for her cousin's sake. At the same time, another voice in her head told Sakura to leave as this was none of her business…of course she listened to the earlier voice, and continued watching very carefully—she also kept an eye out on the date to make sure that her cousin was not being mistreated in any way.
"Vince, how did you know about this restaurant anyway?" asked Yuffie picking up a piece of barbecued beef short rib with her chopsticks, "It's been around since I was a child," began Vincent, taking a sip out of his jasmine tea, "my mother would take me here when she had to deal with rather…unpleasant patients, especially when she had to subdue them herself for sexual harassment. Whenever the pressure was too much, she would bring me here for dinner to soothe her frazzled nerves, and their jasmine tea does just that. I suppose I brought us here in hopes that the food is as I remembered."
"I don't blame you…they really do go all out here! I swear the cooks here could have worked in the palace…I mean, I've been here for yum cha, but I've never had their food for dinner before."
"I actually believe that…I once heard rumor that the cooks in this restaurant are too good not to have served the imperial family…the reason being that they were at one point the royal cooks themselves."
"No, really?"
"I actually don't know if that's true…for all I know it could be."
It wouldn't be long before they paid their bill and left the restaurant…it was then that Sakura moved on out and followed them to a river, and watched them both sit down. "What are we doing here Vincent?" asked Yuffie, curiosity getting a foothold in her mind.
"I am relieved…I was hoping that this river would be untouched still. Whenever I wanted to think, I always came here to relax on this day—especially under a full moon. Keep your eyes on the river; if I'm right on target, what we're waiting for should begin right about…now." As if on cue, a neon green speck began to fade into existence, followed by many other green specks as they began appearing in the blades of grass before dancing into the air like embers of a flame…it was so beautiful, despite the fact that this was a swarm of fireflies and thus creeping out Yuffie a little bit, she was too entranced by the view of this lightshow of nature to care about her disgust.
"It's usually on this day that the fireflies here mate," began Vincent, "and while they fly around looking for another firefly to bond with, it becomes a very spectacular light show…this was one of my favorite sights even before I was first introduced to that view the fireworks show over at the Golden Saucer by my father. But among all the sights I have seen in this world, only one beats them all."
Yuffie turned her head to face Vincent as he turned his red eyes to hers. He then started to caress his right hand along her cheek. "That sight is of you."It was then that Vincent got up on one knee and reached into his pocket, pulled out a small black box, and opened it in front of Yuffie…it was a wedding ring with a ball-cut mastered materia (a lightning spell judging by how fast and strong the light within was pulsating), polished and set in a platinum band with inlaid emerald leaves and vines growing and curling around up until they surround the main stone.
"Kisaragi Yuffie, will you marry me?"
The woman in question was surprised…she was looking to have hot animal sex with this man that she knew for almost four years now…she knew that everything had pointed to this moment—that he would be marrying her…for once in her life, she was speechless, and her response to that were tears of happiness, and wrapping her arms around his neck while she locked her lips with him. "Yes!"
Sakura turned and left as the couple started moving towards her, no doubt to head to the palace and announce the news to her uncle…she did not want to see this…although she would be happy for her cousin, she'll need to find someone else to fall for—someone to help her forget about Vincent until the day comes that they are reborn in another life that she would try her luck with him again…
Present…
Vincent awoke to the sound of the car door opening, and feeling hands under his armpits as Rude pulled his friend out of the passenger's seat and placed him in his wheelchair. "You all right guv?"
"I'm fine Rude. I think I can handle wheeling myself over to the seat now."
"You sure about this?"
"I'm sure…I wasn't just sitting around doing nothing for my condition…I have to get myself ready for that trip to Mt. Nibel. So the first thing that I've been training up for the past few days now is my arm strength. It'll be a while before I'll be ready, but it's best to train up."
As they started walking into the Cetra Church that was established in Wutai (or wheeled in Vincent's case), Rude turned to face his former boss. "Take it slowly then guv, your bird's gonna want you alive for a little bit longer."
"I am."
It was then that the Turk smiled ever so slightly as he opened the door for Vincent and followed him so that he was parked near the altar and Tseng—facing Yuffie. As soon as he was satisfied that Vincent was where he needed to be, he left to find Elena. Vincent looked at his friend's son, and noted that his hand was trembling…as far as he knew the man, Tseng was usually very certain. "Are you nervous?"
Tseng looked down at Vincent. "Beg your pardon?"
Normally, Vincent would have towered Tseng, but because he was seated in the wheelchair, the top of his head met the base of the younger man's neck. However, even in a seated position and looking up, those eyes of his that told everyone 'don't bother lying to me' did their work. Tseng sighed and looked away, breaking eye contact. "I am just apprehensive…what if I don't give her what she needs? What if…"
"Tseng, calm down. Let me ask you this; what do a marriage and a regular tactical mission require upon execution? Sure they all are different jobs and of course they have different rules, but what is it that they all have in common—or to make this clearer, what is it that they all need?"
"What?"
"Improvisation. Sure, you're going to argue, you're going to fight, but you're also going to laugh, and smile, and love. When you argue or fight, see it from her viewpoint, but make it clear from your viewpoint as well…and when both viewpoints are considered, you must find a way that benefits the both of you. Remember, improvisation is a key component in any aspect of life, and it's especially true in your case since you're marrying…remember this, and you'll have no problems in any future arguments you may have with Elena." The second that Vincent had finished, the organs played as the double doors into the chapel opened—Rude had Elena elbow to elbow as he escorted her to the altar with Father Warovski waiting with a bible in his hands.
As soon as she stopped at the altar, Vincent noted that she was a rather beautiful bride with a low-cut wedding dress and a veil making her seem much more angelic. In her hands was a bouquet of lilies that were of a color that brought out the color of her sapphire eyes. No mistaking it, Elena Mendez was looking beautiful on her wedding day…she deserved to be happy given that she witnessed the murder of her parents while she was growing up in Costa del Sol, and all the things she wished she could have prevented that she felt guilty about.
"Comrades and family," began Father Warovski, his heavy Mideelean accent echoing through the church, "we are gathered together on this day to celebrate the holy matrimony of Tseng and Elena. If there is anyone who has a reasonable doubt that these two lovers should not be together, speak now or forever hold your peace."
Upon hearing nothing, Father Warovski turned to face the groom. "Do you Tseng Hwang, take Elena Mendez to be your lawfully-wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do."
"And you, Elena Mendez, do you take Tseng Hwang to be your lawfully-wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do."
"Tseng, place your ring around her finger as a symbol of your bond everlasting." With that said, Rude pulled the black box out of his pocket, and brought it to his friend's hand. Tseng opened it, and gently placed a ring with a crimson ruby set in it around Elena's finger. "And Elena, place your ring around his finger as a sign of your immortal love." Rude pulled out a second box from his pocket, and Elena produced a white diamond ring from the box before placing it delicately around Tseng's Finger.
"By the powers vested in me by the city of Wutai, and with the gods and the empress herself as my witnesses, I hereby declare you, man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Tseng lifted the veil, and kissed Elena with passion behind it. The witnesses of the wedding cheered as the organs played as the united couple broke the kiss and walked out towards the double doors. Rude was smiling widely. "All right then, let's get these two to the jam jar eh?"
Vincent watched from afar with a smile on his face as Tseng and Elena stepped out the door, and all the women in attendance hopped up as the latter threw the bouquet…he was not surprised to see Yuffie catching the bouquet in the excitement…oh he remembered the time when Tifa and Cloud got married a few months before her coronation that she caught the bouquet too. It wasn't until their wedding that it would be Tifa that caught the bouquet. As he followed the couple with Yuffie at his side, he recalled the party after the wedding…ah, those were the days, when he was still strong enough to walk. The wedding party itself was a joyous event…although Vincent didn't participate in the drinking game this time due to his medications he would have plenty of time to do so when he finds the best bottle of wine in the world. One of the funniest things he saw was Reno walking up to Tseng and threatening his family jewels to keep him from breaking Elena's heart—which was responded to by Rude silently whispering to him that even though his thoughts were much-appreciated, Tseng could still fire him and request that Rufus freeze all his accounts. After that, Reno turned red realizing that he was threatening his boss, and his boss was threatening to go to his boss to make sure he's fired, and fired well. Vincent sat near the bed with Yuffie looking at him with her belly on the bed.
"What are you thinking about Vinnie?"
"I was considering giving you a massage…my legs aren't strong enough to take charge yet, but that doesn't mean I can't pleasure you in one form or another. So now that that's settled, would you please give me one of those beautiful legs of yours so that I may begin with the foreplay my love?"
She widened her smile, and did as she was told. Yuffie gave Vincent her left leg, and he began to work his magic hands starting with her calf muscles, gripping firmly by the ankle, and then moving his hands up and down the leg before adding pressure on her foot, and running his fingers through her toes. He was right…he may not be strong enough to add more force to the act of lovemaking for her, but at least he could pleasure her like this with the strength he had regained in his arms for now. It was then that she closed her eyes, and imagined the hottest sex of her life as Vincent rubbed his hands up and down, sending electrical signals of pleasure up her spine and warming up her nether regions—their wedding night…
Flashback, roughly 1 year ago…
Yuffie and Vincent had walked down the hallway to the restaurant that they were meeting everyone else at. Upon opening the doors, champagne bottles were uncorked, and everyone was celebrating…Tifa brought the bottles from a secret stash that her father had hidden under Midgar—thankfully, after the Meteor Incident, those bottles were relatively untouched as they were hidden in a secret compartment under the floorboards of AVALANCHE's meeting place. In addition to the other drinks that she bought for the party, Tifa also brought along a stash her father kept which included six bottles of 1940-45 Chateau Delacroix chardonnay from Kalm, two bottles of 1950 Francois Heller cabernet sauvignon from Edge, three bottles of 1963 Eduardo Rodriguez sherry from Costa del Sol, and a bottle of 1936 Chateau Renoir merlot from Midgar that is rare today. There was indeed much to celebrate, and for good reason…because Shera had recently given birth to young Blake Highwind, and so this wedding was also to celebrate the arrival of a new life in this world.
The party lasted for hours—oh the fun everybody had…Cid and Barrett's drinking game with Vincent, the dancing, the food, and it even accommodated the kids as Denzel and Marlene were both given apple cider in place of alcohol, and because the entire WRO was in attendance, there were quite a few parents that brought their kids to the wedding. Yes, it was a very fun scene indeed…and Yuffie had to haul her husband to the wedding suite which was in the newly-converted Hotel Shibuya. At first, it only catered to tourists, but because the economy had gone up, now the hotel accommodates native Wutainese guests as well.
Yuffie made a stop at the guest counter. The receptionist was surprised at what she saw—the empress of Wutai in a wedding kimono, and obviously, the man in the same outfit only for men and with a hakama passed out on the guest chairs was her husband. "Hi, I'm here about the reservations made for tonight under 'Yamada'?" The receptionist could not blame her…she was not stupid, but still, she had the effing empress in her hotel, and it would seem that 'Yamada' was a cover name to keep from having the press disturbing their privacy. She had no choice but to play along. "Of course Mrs. Yamada, it would be an honor serving you tonight!"
"Thanks…now if you would be so kind as to help me out, my husband is knocked out over there from a drinking contest, and because of his height, it's really hard to move him around, so I'd appreciate it if you helped me drag him to our suite."
"Sure thing your—I mean, ma'am."With that, the receptionist took out the key to wedding suite 217 before the two of them hauled Vincent towards the elevator with grunts of difficulty. The receptionist got one look at his face, and Yuffie noticed two things mixed in her gaze: she was afraid as she recognized the commander in chief of the military police, and at the same time, after seeing Vincent up close, her face had turned a deeper shade of crimson as she was very near getting turned on as she saw her picturing Vincent in very dirty scenes. That shade of crimson flushed into white the second she caught Yuffie glaring at her…okay, so the commander of the military police was off-limits.
Within five minutes, the receptionist had opened the door, and quickly helped Yuffie to gently set Vincent on the bed before she darted out into the hallway to avoid the wrath of an angry empress. She found it rather funny as she looked back at Vincent…watching as his chest rose and fell in his inebriated slumber. "Did I win?"
Yuffie was surprised when he spoke…he drank so much that it actually knocked out Cid and Barrett. "Umm…yeah…you did." She then watched as he swaggered his way up before sauntering his way over to her general direction before bending over forward right in front of her. After taking one cautious step towards her husband, Vincent suddenly sprung up and kissed his wife in the lips with a bit of a smile before he broke the kiss. "Vinnie, are you okay?"
"Oh, I'm fine Yuffie…Cid and Barrett are both powerhouses when it comes to the drinking game, but in terms of alcohol tolerance, the only person to match me at this game is Tifa. It was however a rather difficult contest as we were playing with the rich corn-based goodness that is 1955 Alex Redford whiskey from Edge."
"And you've been playing drunk this entire time? How is it even possible?"
"My father started slipping me trace amounts of whiskey and vodka in my tea a few weeks after I moved in with him…he gradually increased the concentration of alcohol to tea as the months went by. Now I have a high tolerance for alcohol, and am a connoisseur for liquor."
Her voice was teasing now. "That's cool…although I'm still not going to forgive you for making me drag your ass up here."
He feigned worry. "Oh dear…I'm in trouble…is there any way I can make it up to the lady of my life?"
She placed both hands on the lapels of his black kimono and pulled him in…oh he recognized that look in her eyes all right. "You…me…on the bed now. If you service me proper, I'll consider forgiving you."
The married couple wasted no time…they grabbed each other in a passionate embrace and locked their lips with a fire that would have welded them together. As they devoured each other's mouths, and savoring the taste of each other, they both moved their hands downwards gently until they found the straps to their kimono. Agile fingers untied the obi from behind Vincent's back, while Yuffie's thick red obi was untied by Vincent's pianist's digits before he slid his hands up to her shoulders and gently started prying the kimono off his wife so that her bust was exposed and rubbing on his well-chiseled pectoral and abdominal muscles while slipping her tongue into his mouth, and beginning a very hot dance with it, getting the faint bitter goodness of the whiskey as his hakama dropped to the floor.
As their bodies pressed closer together, Yuffie noted that her husband was getting hard…oh he was ready. Her first move after breaking their embrace was to wave her hips in front of him, as she pulled him down and onto the bed with her as she let him fall upon her. However, Vincent broke the kiss with Yuffie abruptly, much to the woman's chagrin as he took off his kimono and went to the restroom looking for something. Her face was creased into a frown for a moment, but that was until she noted that Vincent left the restroom apparently with what it was that he was looking for held in his right hand: a bottle of edible and scented oil. "You didn't think I was going to enter without making you happy first did you?"
"No, I suppose not…it's just that I never thought that you would think of such a thing…you're too polite and proper for that."
It was then that Vincent snapped the bottle open, and poured some oil on his left hand. As he rubbed his hands, Yuffie took her entire kimono off, and lay down on the bed on her stomach. "My time in the Turks taught many things in the art of lovemaking…you could say it was practice for the day that I would finally meet the one whom I would totally and utterly fall in love with. I wanted the woman that I was going to spend the rest of my life with to enjoy a man that would please her in every sense of the word with every technique I could learn. This however, was the last technique I learned—which was ironically easy for being one of the most difficult techniques there are."
"How come?"
Yuffie never got a chance to answer verbally—her train of thought was interrupted, and all she felt was bliss as she let out a moan of pleasure while Vincent's oil-soaked hands slid up and down the small of her back in a torturously gentle motion with a firm amount of pressure being applied. The next thing that felt his touch were her shoulders while the bliss she felt with each rub translating into a higher temperature in her body. "Let's just say that my mother originally had a much different idea for how I could have been using my hands."
"She wanted you to take up her medical practice?"
"Or take up music…I considered taking up the medical practice as a career, it's just that I just felt that it would have been a good way to honor her and that would guarantee me a future at the time. But I much preferred the path of the musician better, so my first lesson from her was massage. Move your arms up would you please?"
Yuffie did as she was told, and sure enough, Vincent's massage went to her sides before his arms got started on her arm and rubbing through her fingers before moving his massage to the other arm in the same manner. His next target was to slide his hands back down the small of back, and then reaching her strong buttocks and rubbing them both in an inwards-moving circular direction causing her to breathe out her pleasure with each rotation before he resumed moving his hands up and down her buttocks, and started to massage her thigh, before going down to her calf and then running his fingers in between her toes, causing her breathing to accelerate. Before long, he started to rinse, wash, and repeat the process onto her other leg before moving his hands towards the front of her chest and grab her by her bust line and beginning his foreplay by pulling her up and kissing her neck before moving his lips to devour her mouth as she turned her head to give him an easier time with kissing her. As he continued the massage by rubbing her breasts in opposite directions, Yuffie began moaning in Vincent's mouth and rubbing her entire back up and down such that her ass was stroking his raging hard manhood in synch with his motions before he took his left hand, and started moving it downwards in between her breasts, and started massaging her abdominal muscles before realizing that his hand had run out of oil…his next move was to get his left hand down to her clitoris, and begin rubbing it in a saw-like motion, causing Yuffie to move her body faster and faster until she came and his length had hardened even more.
As he took his fingers away from her clit, Vincent knew that he now had his lubricant for massaging her body even more. His next move was to slide his left hand back up her abdominals before moving it downwards. It was too much, and so Yuffie grabbed his left hand in her own, and pulled his head in closer to whisper in his ear. "Stop stalling already, and come on in."
It was then that Vincent made a move on Yuffie's neck as he kissed on that spot briefly before turning around and facing her. As he sat on his knees, Yuffie immediately knew that he was getting serious as he was positioned in between her thighs while one hand was grabbing onto one of her breasts while the other guided his member in to penetrate her nether-lips and continuing to kiss her in the neck as he continued to massage her in that area. As he started giving her a hickey, Yuffie could only respond by locking his head to her neck with her grease-covered arms. One third of her moaning came from the hickey, another came from the massage on her breast, and the last one came from Vincent pumping in and out of her gently. As he continued his ministrations, Yuffie began to lock her legs around his hips the second he started moving faster. It wouldn't be long…she was very close…and so was he…Vincent's manhood let out a spasm, and her timing was perfect enough to squeeze her cunt down on it as he fired his seed into her, both partners in the act letting out a pleasured grunt along with their waves of ecstasy.
The pleasure was too much—both were weakened for but a moment before Yuffie flipped herself over, and got on her hands and knees and showing her fine ass to her husband. Oh he knew what she wanted now. He got up onto his knees, wrapped his arms around her waist, and bent forward such that his lips were near her ear. "How do you want me to take you?"
The words blowing past her ears sent a feeling of electricity running down her back and increased her feelings of pleasure—making her hotter and wetter, and him breathing on her ear was also getting her excited again. Before she could answer, she felt something rubbing below her…oh no he's not! He wouldn't be so cruel as to torture her with a dry-hump would he? But her thoughts that he was too prude to do such a torturous act died a horrible death as she felt him pumping in between her legs and against her clit. Her panting from the ecstasy was preventing her from answering properly as the pleasure made her so high she was practically stuttering. "I…I…I want…"
"Yes?"
"I want you to…to fuck me…"
"Be more specific…"
Oh it was too much now; her natural opiates were driving her mad now, and as his cock rubbed on her clit, it made things even harder…especially with the slow speed at which he was moving…oh those gentle movements were really torturing her. She had no choice but to let it out the animal hidden inside of her—she was just too hot! Her animalistic voice had increased his hardness. "I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME LIKE A DOG…LIKE A BITCH IN HEAT! PLEASE! GIVE IT TO ME NOW! SHOVE IT INTO MY…Ah!" Before she could continue to let out her pleas for more, he slammed into her…hard! Like her request, the second entry into her was fast, it was hard, and it was very hot! The speed of his pumping had started off with slow but heavy motions, but gradually, they moved to the speed that would make them look like dogs in heat.
"YUFFIE!"
"VINCENT!"
Before long, she clamped around his member, and he let out another jet of seed into her. The two of them collapsed upon the bed, Vincent grabbing his wife's breasts from behind, and snuggling closer to her…now that they are lawfully married, they would no longer need to hide their sex life from the public. They were very close to starting a scandal when Sakura almost caught them having sex on his desk shortly after the precincts were opened up—thankfully, they dressed up quickly before she could even suspect a thing. Now that they are married, it won't be as exciting to have their secret meetings for making hot and steamy animal love, but it makes things much easier on Yuffie to know that the public believes she's not having sex out of wedlock. And with that thought on mind, the two lovers fell asleep.
Present…
It was almost half an hour now since Vincent started his massage on Yuffie…she had dragged him back out of the chair to seat him on the bed while he continued pleasuring her with his hands on her back, before he got even dirtier and started massaging her breasts. Oh he felt her body heat, and truth be told, he was wondering when she would turn around, throw him onto the bed, unbutton his shirt, and then smothering his mouth with a hot kiss and rubbing her bra-covered breasts against his chest as she danced with his tongue.
Her next move after breaking the kiss was to unzip his pants, and pull his boxers off with her teeth, and running her tongue up and down his member until it hardened. She was ready now. She got up, and impaled herself on his length…letting out a moan as she reached his hips. Yuffie's coffee colors met with Vincent's rubies, as their eyes locked together in ecstasy before she started pumping up and down—he had pleasured her enough for the moment, now was her turn to pleasure him as she moved up and down slowly, panting ever so slowly before she quickened her pace. As she felt him getting hotter, she realized that her body was getting covered in her own sweat—oh they were close! She started letting out light grunts of pleasure before she tightened her passage and felt him spray her insides like he has always done for her.
Yuffie's pleasure had caused her to become tired as she started letting herself fall down slowly as she embraced Vincent once again and closed her eyes to allow sleep to claim her. As he encircled his arms around her in return, Vincent noted a small tear in her eyes…he's going to miss this too…
A/N: I don't know why, but for some reason, I think of Mideel as the Russia of FF7. And yes, I know, it's another filler chapter, but at least I tried to add some lemon scenes as a means of compensation.
Songs Played:
"Her Most Beautiful Smile" by Asakura Noriyuki—Vincent proposes
"After the Game of Love" by NPD3-Yuffie's wedding night
Vocabulary and Culture notes:
Qipao—this is a Chinese ladies' dress from a Manchurian design…it is known for usually having short sleeves or no sleeves at all, and has a small collar that goes up the neck and is tied by a cloth clasp.
Dim-sum—this is the food served in Chinese Yum Cha (it started the traditions of the Japanese Tea Ceremony and the British Afternoon Tea). A lot of the stuff served here include various dumplings, pieces of meat and seafood, and also pastries…yeah, lots of goodies for you to eat.
Cha siu bao—this is a common dish in dim-sum; it's a steamed bun wrapped around chopped up pieces of barbecued pork.
Dan-taat—this is a pastry inspired by egg custard; you pour the custard onto a buttery crust and eat this sweet and tasty bit of food like you would a cookie…this is also a common dish in dim-sum.
Ho fun—this is a wide and white sort of rice noodle.
Jam jar—Cockney for 'car'.
