Yes, this story's all yaoi / slash / m/m / whatever you wanna call it. So just go ahead and skedaddle if you don't wanna deal with all that, cos I don't wanna hear about it.
Again, suck at endings.
Cid's favourite activity - getting Vincent off : D
(Characters belong to Squeeeeenix.)
(The thoughts. They look like this)
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12. Breathe Up Through Lust, I'll Find Your Cure.
(Vincent's POV)
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"Hey Vinny-kitten? I got somethin' I wanna ask ya."
I was immediately worried. Cid only added the "kitten" when there was going to have to be some convincing involved. He had a look on his face that told me he was up to something. "I think I already want to say no."
"Lemme ask before ya turn me down. Since nobody's gonna be home tonight, I figured we can make as much noise as we want to. So maybe we could do something kinda fun," Cid grinned at me and kissed my nose. "Now I don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything, okay? I want you to say no if there is any little tiny thing that bothers you about it. Don't just say yes cos I'm askin' ya."
"Alright, Highwind, just tell me, please." Every word he said added to my growing worry.
"Can I tie you up? And maybe there would be a little blindfolding involved too?"
I was not expecting that. I mulled it over for a few minutes, Cid sitting patiently, watching me. I had what I considered a pathetic question to answer: Am I stable enough to handle that? I reached up to twiddle my fingers through Cid's hair as I thought it through, telling myself the things I already knew.
Ultimately, I knew that I trusted Cid completely. I had nothing to be afraid of.
"If that really is how you want to spend your evening, then yes," I finally answered. Cid kissed me happily, removing the red cloth that kept the hair out of my face. "If it makes you uncomfortable, or you don't like it for even a second, you tell me immediately, and I'll stop as soon as you tell me. Alright, Vince?"
"Yes, Captain," I quietly agreed, biting at his earlobe a bit. "No, Vincent," he gently pushed me away and wrapped the red fabric over my eyes. "I know how you get with your biting. Not tonight." I gave the best innocent smile I could. Cid laughed and I felt him move.
I tried to find him with my right arm, but he'd moved out of my reach. "Kiss me, please?"
Cid came back to the bed a minute later to comply to my request and began to unbutton my shirt. When the shirt was off, Cid took my hands, kissing them before tying them to the head of the bed with soft fabric. He took his time kissing, licking, and running his fingers all across my chest, over every scar, working his way down my stomach and back up again, where our lips met. "You alright, Vincent?" Cid asked. "Mmmyes..." I lifted my head up to kiss him again, but I was too late. He had sat up to take off his own shirt and was quickly back to teasing my stomach with light kisses.
I felt a heightened sense of things; each soft touch and graze of fingernails across my skin felt more exciting and more intense than it would if I would have been able to see it. I didn't know what was going to happen next or what it would feel like. My body tensed in anticipation of what and where the next touch would be.
There was a pause as Cid worked to remove my pants, as well as his own, and tie my ankles to the bed posts. It was exhilarating, laying there naked and exposed, unable to physically control what would happen to me. It was a thought that would have scared me to death a year before. Now, though, my heart raced with excitement instead of fear.
I felt a warm, wet tongue trace slow circles down my left hip, then my right. Soft lips grazing my inner thighs, making me shudder, but never touching the places that needed it. "Cid, please," I begged. He licked at the precum that was dripping onto my stomach.
"Yes, Vincent," Cid obliged and dragged his tongue ever so lightly, painfully slow, from the base to the head of my cock. I tried so hard to keep still. I was afraid I would die under these conditions. And Cid kept teasing me slowly as my erection throbbed mercilessly and I was left moaning and cursing unintelligibly.
When I had given up begging and pleading for more, he finally took me in his mouth, doing his best to restrain me from thrusting my hips furiously. I couldn't help but struggle to push my way further into his mouth and try to speed him up. "Please, Cid, little bit faster, please..." I began to feel a familiar tingling in the pit of my stomach. "Mmmyes, Cid, mmmI'm gonna cum soon..." I groaned through clenched teeth. "NnnghCid, ahhI'm gonna...No!"
He stopped. He took his mouth away from me. "No, Cid! Why?"
He crawled up and was kissing my chest, up my throat, nipping at all the sensitive spots around my neck. My eyes were burning. Yes, I was actually going to cry over this. It was serious. He'd just left me there when I needed him to stay and finish what he'd started.
"No more teasing, Cid!" I choked back a pathetic sob.
"What? You're not having any fun, Vincent?" I heard the smile in his voice, sounding pleased with himself.
"You're cruel, Highwind! You're fucking cruel," I growled.
Cid laughed. "Don't be upset. Doesn't it feel good?" He ventured back downwards, continuing his deliberately unhurried pace.
"Yes it's good, but...ahhh..."
He pulled my foreskin down all the way and focused all of his tongue's attention on the frenulum, just under the head of my cock. I cried out before I could even think about stopping myself, my body writhing underneath its merciless antagonist. It was the most enjoyable, pleasurable pain I'd ever experienced. It was excruciatingly good.
All logical thoughts had left my mind. The only thoughts left were those centered solely on the sensations I was feeling. I threw my head back, moaning, swearing incoherently, unable to suppress shouts of pleasure, as I gave in to my release. It pulsed through my body and shot onto my chest and stomach, forming warm trails of wetness, making me shiver in delirious relief.
Cid crawled up towards the head of the bed and kneeled with one knee on either side of me. His hand under my chin signaled me to open my mouth. I whimpered slightly, completely exhausted, but I wanted it badly. I did as I was told. The bed shook as he jerked himself furiously, grabbing my hair, but careful enough to not pull too hard. I stuck my tongue out, hoping I was close enough to get a taste. I found Cid and he leaned a little bit closer so I could tease just the tip of his cock. "Ahh, Vincent...Vincent, fuck," he moaned as he came. I tried to catch as much of it as I could, enjoying the intimate sweetness.
Cid rubbed his thumb against my cheek, wiping away some of his mess, and kissed me fiercely. When the kiss broke, he stood up to retrieve the box of tissues we kept nearby for specific reasons.
I wondered if he'd forgotten about me. "Ciddy, I want to see you." I was almost too worn out to speak. He lifted my head up, took my blindfold off, and kissed me again before cleaning the both of us off. He tossed the tissues into the trash can and stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
"I've never heard you get so loud before. Those noises you were makin'...it sounded incredible," he told me. I felt my face start to turn red and I didn't know what to say. But Cid flashed a silly looking grin and continued. "Guess I musta been doin' a really good job, eh?"
I sighed, not wanting to give in and admit he did well. "Untie me, Highwind."
"Aw, come on Vince. Don't get all pouty," Cid said as he began to free me from my restraints. He untied my feet, and looked at me again. I did my best to look angry. "Dammit, Vinny. You just won't admit that it was fun. You're being downright mean."
Feeling a little bit guilty, I finally let myself smile at him. "Alright, I admit it. It felt fucking amazing."
Cid laughed and let my hands free. "Where'd you learn to talk like that?" he joked and laid down with me, pulling the blankets over us. I cuddled up as near as I could to him, loving the closeness.
"Learned from the best, Captain."
