Chapter 3

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Okay chapter 3…I've been babysitting like crazy and my birthday was the 22nd of June so I've been a little busy. I hope you like it. Its longer than usual and…dramatic pause…there's LEMON!

It had been about an hour since I began explaining my life with Zack. Partly because it was a long story and partly because I had to stop several times to hold back tears. Vincent was patient with me and Toi had it in mind to stay outside until I finished. Even though my son wasn't sure why I was so upset he did recognize the name Hojo. After hearing that he stayed a safe distance away until I went to retrieve him. He gladly climbed back into my arms and tucked his head under my chin. "Hojo…Hojo here?" My eyes clamped shut and I held tighter to my son.

"No, no Toi, Hojo's not here." I felt tears building on my eyes but I held them back. I couldn't cry again, not again today. He was afraid because I mentioned Hojo. I should've just waited. Vincent was a patient man, I could've told him at night, after Toi went to sleep. It must have been obvious that I was mentally kicking myself because I felt a hand. Vincent's hand, on my lower back, surely that meant something. Either he was sympathizing with the pain of fearing Hojo or felt the need to comfort me. I hoped it was latter.

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From there the day remained somber. Quiet as always, but somehow this day just seemed weighted, I knew in my heart that it was because of Hojo. A blind man could see how much that one man had ruined all of our lives for us but apparently even I couldn't see what was hidden in a set of blood-red eyes. Vincent loved me just the way I loved him but here we were, sitting across from each other, neither of us knowing how much we wanted to be with each other.

It seems I can't leave well enough alone either. I was about to risk our friendship to see if I could have the life I wanted so badly, a life living and loving Toi and Vincent and being loved by them. "Vincent, while Toi's asleep…I wanted to show you something." He nodded just like I knew he would and so I stood up. "We both have the scars Hojo left on our minds, we've experienced those together," I took my shirt off and laid it on the couch, "and I thought I'd show you the physical ones as well." Shiny white scars laced my body, the most prominent being the one from Sephiroth's mesumane. Vincent sowed no emotion, which hurt me. I was hoping he would show something, sadness, knowing, I was even willing to accept disgust, just not the placid face he gave me.

Little did I know that on the inside Vincent was crying. He wanted to do it.

I knew…but why him? He looks so innocent, so beautiful, nothing at all like the monster I am. Hojo will pay. But Cloud…Cloud…oh forgive me.

Vincent stood up quickly, which surprised me, and embraced me, which surprised me more. His body was pressed so tightly against mine I found it hard to breath, not that I was complaining. I loved the way his hair was cool and silky against my face with his own face buried in my neck. As soon as I recovered from my shock I felt the need to touch more, hoping I would feel something else as wonderful as his raven hair. My hands wandered out behind him and gripped his back. One hand went down to just above his pants and the other up, towards his strong shoulders.

"Vincent…" I'm not sure why I said his name exactly, it could've been that I wanted him to respond, or that I wanted to make sure that's who I was really hugging, or so many other things. But as soon as it left my lips I regretted it, even if only for a moment, because he pulled away. I heard a whimper and almost cried when I realized it was my own. Vincent looked so hurt, it seems he thought I said his name because I was afraid of his touch. My mouth wouldn't cooperate with me and I spoke nothing against what I knew he was thinking, so he began to leave. And suddenly I regained my voice. "No!" I stumbled forward while yelling and reached out to grab his hand, and caught it easily.

"I-Vincent, I said your name…are you real?" I knew it sounded insane and I didn't care, the tears on my face were proof of that. "Are you really here? Did you really hug me? I hugged back but if it isn't real…Please Vincent, tell me. I like you…No! No! That's not true! I love you! I love you so much and tell me that you love me too. If you don't," by this time I was on my knees, hand still clasped firmly in Vincent's, my eyes locked on my lap, "if you don't I'm not sure I can do this. I love Toi so much but I can't do it. Not alone, I can try and so far it's okay but…later…days, months, years…I may not be enough. I love you, say you love me too."

My grip slackened and my hand fell to my lap, soon to be splashed by tears. I'm not sure how long I sat in that submissive position, the silence thundering in my ears, but eventually I felt fingers. They reached out to touch the bottom of my chin and nudged it upwards. I was faced with a beautiful face, Vincent's face. Next I felt lips against mine and I instantly responded. I was shocked out of my catatonic state and grabbed handfuls of Vincent's beautiful raven tresses. The kiss was heated and I couldn't help but cry more. I had become such a crybaby and I knew it. So many years I denied myself the option to just cry and it had come back with a vengeance. Vincent didn't seem to mind though. He just got on his knees in front of me and kept up with the kiss. He wanted to be submissive, probably Hojo's conditioning, but I wouldn't have it. I sucked his tongue into my mouth as invitation and waited for him to take control. He got the idea and I'm glad I gave him the opportunity.

Soon I felt light-headed but I was far from wanting the kiss to end, it did though. Our foreheads pressed together for a moment before I let my head slip to the crook of his shoulder. We were both breathing hard and my tears had stopped again. "I love you too." A strangled cry fought out of my throat and I pressed my body as much as I could against his. I was desperate for the touch, just to make sure he was real. And he was, I knew it as soon as I felt another pair of arms encircle me. Maybe it was moving too fast but I was a bit selfish I suppose. My lips set to work kissing and nipping at the skin if his neck as I nudged his cloak away with my nose. I felt him tense but I pushed onwards until I heard a sigh of content. I felt his flesh fingers rubbing my back in a circular motion, slowly moving down. Maybe I should've been concerned about Toi seeing us but I was blinded by my own needs.

Eventually I moved from his neck up his throat and stopping along the jaw. His lips parted and I took his bottom lip in my mouth, nibbling on it. That was about the time he pushed me away. I tried to maintain my grip on his lip but I took the hint eventually and let go. My eyes never left his and that's why I missed what happened next. He put one hand on my chin and one on my hip. I knew the hand on my hip to be his golden one and braced myself for pain when he held tighter, but it didn't come. I tilted my head as much as I could to see that his golden claw was just a gauntlet. He did have two human hands, the reason he never took off the gauntlet was apparent. The flesh was marred with scars that looked as if jagged glass had been pulled across his skin. I must've made Vincent self-conscious because he tried to pull his hand away from me. I quickly reached out and put it back on my hip. "You're beautiful."

To me it wasn't opinion, it was fact. He seemed to relax and squeezed my hip tightly before moving the scarred hand to my zipper. He was hesitant but I reassured him by lifting myself up to get more pressure. He took the hint and I lowered myself again, and resumed nipping at his tender neck. I bit down rather harshly on his jugular as he pulled my zipper down but licked it in apology as he stroked me. "Vincent…take off…clothes…" The way he was kneading led me to believe he spent many a night with his right hand but I quickly dismissed it, this was Vincent, he didn't seem the masturbating type.

His hands left me and I watched in awe and lust as he shed each piece of dark clothing. His skin was so pale it seemed to glow and the scars stood out shiny against it. There was also no hair in sight; he was as smooth as well…my hairless face. Once his pants slid down past his thighs I was faced with a half-hard cock surrounded with the darkest black hair I'd ever seen. Even though he was only half hard he was still rather large, well, very long anyways. I was large myself but more in the way of girth. My inner debates about my cock ended when he pulled me to stand and stripped me. I couldn't help but sway on my feet from the feeling. By now the ache between my legs was standing straight out and I felt embarrassed. My hands moved to cover myself, only to be moved away by Vincent. "You're beautiful too."

A blush crept onto my cheeks and I sat back down, legs bent and apart, hands behind me to hold me up. I found myself in this position many times while in Hojo's lab, it was an 'admiration pose' as Hojo liked to call it. Rightfully named, this position was so he could 'admire' all my assets. Vincent seemed to notice the position because he visibly flinched while I lowered my head and let my hair fall in front of my eyes. "Don't…you don't have to-"

"I want to." Next I shifted my weight so I could lean it all on my left hand and my right moved across my chest. I played with my nipples for a moment and smiled inwardly as Vincent knelt in front of me, now fully hard. My fingers trailed lightly downwards to my belly button and teased the skin there for a moment then slid down lower. I touched myself hesitantly, still afraid to look anywhere but Vincent's arousal. I could tell he was resisting the urge to touch himself though, and then I did smile. I only stroked myself long enough to relieve some pain before I moved lower. I had forgotten to lick my fingers previously and there wasn't enough semen leaking yet to use that so I went dry. I was rather use to that, Hojo preferred to see me in pain. I bite my lip as I worked my finger in, trying my best to ignore the burn. I was doing okay and went to add another finger when I felt Vincent pull my hand away. I hadn't noticed my eyes had closed until I opened them in worry.

I thought for sure I had done something wrong; Hojo was my only sexual experience. I didn't know it could go any other way. After all I was only sixteen when he got his hands on me and he had me for four years. "Let me Cloud." He pushed my shoulder and laid me flat on my back, legs still bent. I gulped and put my arm across my eyes. My blush was fierce and got, if possible, even brighter when I felt a tongue on my thigh. Vincent was licking his way to my erection without the slightest bit of hesitation. I yelped when I felt his tongue probe my slit. Hojo had never put his mouth there; it felt too wonderful for words. My hips bucked up on reflex and he had to restrain me. His mouth left my heated flesh too soon for my liking but I didn't stop him, sex with Vincent was a dream, who was I to argue?

His tongue returned again, moving downwards until finally he had to lift my legs onto his shoulders. I mewed as I felt that tongue work into my hole. Again, that was something Hojo never bothered with. If he used lube at all it was something hastily used or odd. I remember one time he used a potion, so he could go longer no doubt; it healed me almost as soon as Hojo tore me. All that was erased from my mind as a wet finger replaced the tongue. By now I was panting and he didn't look any better. "Vincent just…" I tore his hands away from my entrance and put mine on his ass.

"Are you sure?" I nodded and pulled him closer to me. He didn't object as I wrapped my legs around his waist and I didn't object as he entered me without slicking himself. He was long…I had almost forgotten how long he looked until I felt him in me. I groaned and dug my nails in his back once he was fully sheathed. Eventually my muscles relaxed and I bucked up, hinting for him to move.

The things that man could do with his body…I was the slightest bit worried we would wake Toi but he was a deep sleeper. His thrusts were deep and each one, whether by luck or on purpose, hit my prostate. By now the strength in my arms had gone and they were at my sides, fingers clawing at the carpet. We were both a sweaty panting mess but that didn't bother us in the slightest. My erection was an angry purple color, the only attention it received was when Vincent's stomach came down on my own, and his pace gave my arousal little relief. I didn't dare touch myself; Hojo didn't like me to when he was enjoying himself. After an orgasm I was sleepy, most people are, but Hojo wanted me to fight back, even if it was just a little.

I was always reduced to begging, and seeing as how Vincent's eyes were closed in pleasure I began begging once more. "Touch me…nggg…touch…me…" My new lover snapped out of his revere just a little and wrapped a pale hand on my heated flesh. I bit my lip so I wouldn't scream, I didn't want to Toi run down in a panic and see his father and a man he admired naked together. It didn't take long for me reach my peak. My seed burst out in arcs over Vincent's hand and our stomachs. He pushed into me a few more times before I felt his own seed coat my insides.

We rested for quite some time. The fingers of his scarred arm laced with mine while my other hand stroked his ebony tresses. We had yet to pull apart, we didn't see the need really. We were both tired, his weight wasn't enough to crush me, and for once I felt like I was whole…just because he was filling me up. After a peaceful bout of resting with him I noticed the now cold and sticky semen coating our intertwined fingers. As I looked at it I remembered that I had tried to masturbate for him, then I remembered that he was aware of what my pose had meant. So Vincent did masturbate albeit unwillingly at times but masturbate nonetheless. "You're good with your hands."

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R&R

TBC

Well that would be chapter 3. It's a little longer than the others but I figured my readers would like it and hate me if I cut the lemon in half so it stretched between 2 chapters.