Chapter 5 - How does It Feel

Well, I found Vin sittin' down in the dining room eating some bird. I didn't know whether of not it was chicken or chocobo meat. I thought, knowin' Vin, it's probably chocobo meat. I walked up to him and stood right over him. He stopped eatin' and turned his head towards me.

"Can I help you?"

I didn't say anything. A part of me wanted to see what he'd do if I just sat there and didn't answer, but the other part of me wanted otherwise. I didn't go down there to fight 'em 'cause I'd kick his ass all around that fuckin' big ass house of his with my 'martial arts'! I was on a mission that day.

"Are you just going to sit there and glare at me?"

I shook my head. Then, I let loose. I started singing to him. I was amazed my damned self! I ain't know I still had it in me! It lasted about maybe four minutes, and Vin was starin' at me the entire time. I don't remember seein' him blink once. Finally, he said something.

"Beautiful." I had blushed yet again. I didn't think he would like it, but I knew that he'd try somethin' in my fuckin' sleep if I didn't sing, so I just did it and I didn't mind it as much as Sarah said. "It's almost as if you become a different person when you sing. That voice was so clear and soothing compared to your speaking voice."

"What? Are you complimentin' me or insultin' me, Vin?" I got kinda angry 'cause I thought he was makin' fun of me. Now that I hear it again, I sounds fuckin' childish!

"I am complimenting your singing, Cid. I didn't mean to insult you."

"Oh." I calmed down after he said that. "Thanks, Vin. Shera don't like my voice, so don't sing around her. I sing in the shower usually."

"You should try to do it for a living. You would do good."

"I 'on't know. I like bein' a pilot more than I would like bein' a singer, I'm sure."

"Have you at least considered it?"

I thought for a minute. Singing does pull in some cash for ya, but I don't like singin' in front of people.

"I don't think I'd like gettin' paid to sing in front of other people. I'd father fly high in the sky with my hands on the wheel an' a smoke in my mouth!"

"I thought you quit?" I couldn't quit smokin'...could I? Nah. I wouldn't feel the same without havin' a good cig while I'm takin' to the sky. Although, it did feel pretty good to breath clean air again.

"I guess I did, huh?"

"I don't know. I can't answer."

"Well, I think I did fuckin' quit! It feels pretty damn good. I feel like I'm gettin' younger every minute!" I did! The more I thought about it, the better it felt to be smoke free! Vin got up an' left after about two minutes of me rambling on 'bout how I quit an' everything. I shut up and followed him 'cause I still needed to talk to him. He was heading for his room before I stopped him.

"Vincent." He stopped dead in his tracks. Probably 'cause I called out his whole damn name for once! "I still need to talk to you."

"About what?" He was playin' it cool like what he fuckin' did to me never happened. I hated that because I wanted to know why I was playin' with my fuckin' head the way he was.

"About what happened earlier."

"The song was wonderful. Though I don't listen to much music."

"Dammit, Vin! I'm not talkin' about the song. Fuck the song!! I wanna know why you fuckin' led me on like that!" I was gettin' mad and him playin' like he didn't know what I was talkin' about wasn't helpin'!

"Harmless teasing. It meant nothing." he said. "And another thing. for me to have 'led you on', you need to have liked it."

Vin's eyes locked on me like I was hidin' some life-or-death secret that I had to tell him. My blood began to churn and I felt it rush up to my head again. I tried to think about Shera, which at that time woulda made me sick to my damn stomach, but it didn't help at all. Vin's face cleared of all emotion, something only he could do. I was sweatin' through my tank and it was easy to spot 'cause the tank was red.

"Highwind." It felt like I had swallowed a fuckin' rock! "Did you-" I cut him off with a quickness before he got any further.

"No! Fuck that! I wanna know what's up with you? And tell the fuckin' truth!"

"We are friends. I like to tease you because I think your silly reactions are priceless. Like now. You are overdoing it. I told you it meant nothing. Just let it go." He went into his room and close the door...in my face. Wierd thing was I didn't change into some raving lunatic like I might have if I had a smoke before I talked to him. I just went to my room.

I just couldn't take my ass to sleep. I just sat up thinkin' about what Vincent asked me. Did I like it? Did I like it when he ran his fingers down my chest? Did I like feelin' him touch me like that? I didn't know what the hell I felt that night. I wanted to say that I hated it, but I couldn't say that because I knew it wasn't true. I didn't hate it at all. Hell, it felt damn good! But why did it fell good when Vin touched me and not so much when any of the bitches I've been with? I mean, Vin literally took my fuckin' breath away! I couldn't answer any of the damn questions I asked myself. I damn near soaked my tank in sweat, so I took it off and flung it in the hamper by the window by my bed. Then, I heard my bedroom door open. The light flashed on and damn near fuckin' blinded me! I could see just enough to notice that Vin was hangin' out of my doorway like some drunk ass bastard on E. He came to sit beside me and flung his hair back behind him. He sighed at me. He must've just brushed his teeth 'cause his breath smelled just like fresh toothpaste, which wasn't a problem. Then, he laid his head on my shoulder. I wanted to move 'cause I was still kinda upset, but I thought about it and I couldn't treat Vin like that after everything he did for me, so I just sat there. Then, he started talkin' to me.

"Cid. I know you don't want to admit it" He started. "But I know you liked it when I touched you. I could see through my hair that you blushed." I tried to play it off.

"Nah. I blush when anybody touches me like that. Yuffie did it once and the same damn thing happened. It ain't nothin'!"

Then, Vin gently grabbed my face and turned me so I was lookin' at him. He started walkin' his bare fingers down my chest again. I felt a blush comin' on!

"So you are saying that you are sensitive?" It was a good excuse, and it was true, so I played along with it.

"Kinda sorta. My body's funny when it comes to people touchin' me."

"Really?" He melted off the bed. "So if I touch you here, you will blush?"

I felt him massage the top of my right foot with his finger. That kinda calmed my down 'cause I don't like it when people touch my fuckin' feet! I didn't blush or anything. He sat up to look at me to see if I had blushed. I think he was disappointed.

"Nothing?"

I shook my head no. Then he started massaging my legs around the calves. That made me jump. I felt it all the way up in my chest.

"How about here?" He sat up again and though I did jump, I didn't blush yet. In my head I was thinking, don't let Vin go any fuckin' further! I wanted hiim to stop, go away, and leave me the hell alone!! I, uh, didn't actually say that, but I sure as hell wanted to! I wanted Vin to stop makin' me feel this way.

Vin didn't stop, though. He just kept right on goin'!! He kinda melted upward and held himself up by restin' his arms on my thighs. I leaned back. I had no idea what the hell he was gonna do next. He slid off of me and back down to the floor. I sat back up to where I came from. I closed my eyes and sighed, thinkin' Vin just fell asleep on the floor. I still had my eyes closed when I noticed Vin tore a few buttons on my tear-aways open. He put his now cold hands in my pants and started massagin' my thighs. That made me blush fo' sure, but it didn't last long 'cause his hands started to heat up.

"Are you blushing now, Cid?" he asked me. I started to say yes, but he was lookin' at me now so I couldn't lie. He hung his down like he was upset again and said something that told me that this bitch's fuckin' drunk as hell!!

"You know, Cid. When I saw you in those tight leather pants today, I noticed you have quite a bulge. I knew I needed to get my hands on it. I wanted you more than life itself because you looked so damn sexy in those clothes. I could see every muscle on your body. I wanted to kiss you where you stood. I've learned how to hide my emotions from Sarah, so she doesn't know how I feel about you."

Hell yeah, this bitch is fuckin' drunk, I thought, but he was a smart ass drunk! He was sober long enough to brush his teeth to get rid of the smell, I guess. Before I could think on it more, he reached between my legs and started massagin' my fuckin' stickshift! I couldn't believe I wasn't doin' anything to stop him, but then again no matter who you are, if someone massages your stick it feels fuckin' awesome! Not only did my fuckin' face turn fire red, but my stick was shiftin' gears if ya know what I mean! Vin grabbed me right around the rim and I gasped and flenched. I ain't never had to do this to myself, but I know how to now. I felt so damn good, it made my head fall back and my eyes roll back in my head. I felt his hand go down in my pants and it felt even better then. It was my skin against his, and I wasn't lying when I said I was overly sensitive and shit. I was for real. Vin massaged a bit, then he pulled my dick out and started goin' down on me like nobody's fuckin' business! No woman coulda done it better than Vin, to be honest. No damn woman's ever made me groan and moan like Vin did! I was lyin' on my back lookin' up at the ceiling when my muscles tightened and I let go. His head didn't move, and when I finished I heard him swallow. I thought that was nasty as hell! Vin stood up, stumbled to the doorway, stopped, and fuckin' burped! Sick ass mother fucker!!

"My dream is complete. Good night." he said after he walked out and left me layin' there out in the fuckin' open! No one else was there, so it didn't matter too much to me.

I felt exausted though I didn't do much of anything. Vin didn't mess up my pants, so I took another shower and put 'em back on. When I walked to go to my room, I ran into the fuckin' wall and it left a knot on my damn head! I didn't have the energy to do anything but go to sleep. I don't know if I even felt the bump on my head. I got into bed and closed my eyes, thinkin' it was all some wierd ass dream. I really didn't cum in Vin's mouth and he didn't fuckin' swallow it! None of that shit ever happened.