Title: Cat's Out.
Dedicated to all those who love CidVincent, and mainly Dream-Gal 101, for asking for a sequel.
Setting: Pick one.
Pairings: CidXVincent-Come on, it's the sequel!
Disclaimer: If I owned it would I be writing this? No, I'd turn it into a game. ...And it'd sell millions!
Warnings: Explicit slash, yaoi, shonen-ai, swearing, minor blood, masturbation-of a certain kind, oral, anal, smut, lemons of all sizes, use of tobacco, sex, major OOCness, a wedding, showers-if you don't know what this means, flee!, grinding, groping, I'm sure you can use your imaginations to make this list longer. Oh, and I know my spelling sucks, Microsoft crashed for me, and this is Wordpad, so don't tell me about it. IF YOU DON'T LIKE ANY OF THIS, THEN DON'T FUCKING READ IT!!! FLAMERS CAN GO FUCK OFF!
Thoughts
Note: 1. This takes off where "Their Little Secret" left off. 2. This will have chapters- unlike the other. And 3. This will be longer-as soon as I figure out what to write.
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Yuffie grinned sheepishly. "I didn't steal anything," Yuffie said, tugging lightly on her camera. "I swear!"
"Prob'ly 'cause Vin caught ya," Cid jested, smirking at her as she gaped.
"NO!!!" Yuffie yelled, tugging on her camera again. "...Hey Vinny? I kinda need this."
Vincent quirked an eyebrow at the so-called ninja. "And just why were you taking pictures of us?" Vincent asked, looking intently at the young girl.
"Yeah, Brat!" Cid said, backing Vincent. "And why the fuck were you in here, in the first place?"
Yuffie fidgeted, "If I tell you guys, will I get my camera back?"
"NO!" Cid yelled.
"Yes," Vincent said at the same time as Cid. Cid's eyes widened and he stared at Vincent.
"What do you mean 'yes'?!" Cid practically yelled.
"She can have her camera back," Vincent said, looking Cid in the eyes. Cid could see something spark in the crimson pools.
"Fine," Cid agreed, seeing that Vincent was planning something. "...Well, go on, Brat!"
Yuffie glared at the pilot. "Um, I was offered a couple thousand gil and a few materia to get a few pictures of Vincent...naked," she said. "...Can I have my camera now?"
Vincent smirked, his other hand reaching for the camera. He held it in both hands, flipping a switch hidden on the bottom. He reached inside once the secret compartment swung open. Pulling out the reel of film, Vincent chuckled.
"You may have your camera," Vincent said as he handed the camera to Yuffie. Yuffie's eyes were wide as the silver camera was placed in her open hands. "But not the film." Cid started laughing as Yuffie's face fell.
"Come on, Vinny!" Yuffie pleaded. "Please?! I really could use the gil! AND THE MATERIA!!!" Yuffie wrapped her arms around Vincent. "PLEASE?!?!" Vincent stiffed underneath her grip, eyes wide, while Cid growled.
"Get your fuckin', thievin' mitts off of him!" Cid barked, grabbing Yuffie's arms and prying the small ninja off of Vincent, despite her resistance.
"I'll make it up to you!" Yuffie pleaded, unwilling to just leave without the film.
Vincent rolled his eyes, "Yuffie..." She pouted at the gunner, trying to charm him into giving her the film.
"Please?" She tried again.
Feeling fed up with her, Cid yelled. "Give it a rest, already!" he snapped. "You ain't getting the damn film!"
Vincent seemed to comtemplate this. "Maybe you will get it back," Vincent said, much to Cid's dismay, and Yuffie's joy.
"I think you might wanna wait 'til the blood goes back to your head, Vin," Cid said. "'Cause you ain't thinkin' straight, babe!" Vincent smiled at Cid.
"You mean it?" Yuffie asked, eyes full of hope. Vincent nodded, making Yuffie squeal with joy. "What do I have to do to get it?"
"It is simple," Vincent said, turning to face her. "All you have to do is tell me who was the one who wanted the pictures." Now, Cid was interested. Yuffie smiled, "And I will know if you are lying to me, Yuffie." Her smile faltered a bit.
"Fine," Yuffie said. "But can I just tell you a clue and have you guess?" Vincent shook his head. "Ugh! Fine!" She looked around first. She leaned forward and said softly, "Rude." Vincent nodded and handed her the film. Yuffie squealed and ran out of the room.
Cid got up and locked the door, but not before slamming it shut. "Why the fuck did you give her the film?!" Cid snapped, unable to find the reasoning behind his actions.
Vincent grinned, patting the bed next to him. Cid sat down next to him, waiting for the gunman to explain himself. "Cid, have you ever taken pictures?"
"Yeah," Cid said, not seeing where this was going.
"And tell me, what happens when film is exposed to light?" Cid's eyes widened, a smile spread across hs face.
"You sneaky, little devil!" Cid started laughing. "Imagine their faces when they develope the film."
"Yuffie should start hoping that they give the reward to her first," Vincent said with a smile.
"Knowing her luck, she's gonna get nothing!" Cid said, laughing. Vincent smiled at Cid and kissed him, his right hand sliding into Cid's lap. Cid immediately stopped laughing, feeling Vincent's long fingers wrapping around his cock.
"I believe," Vincent whispered in Cid's ear. "That you had something that you wanted to give me?" Cid nodded, his mouth watering. Vincent lightly kissed Cid, feeling the blonde grab his shoulders. Cid pushed Vincent back down onto the bed.
Vincent felt Cid's tongue lick his lips in a silent question. Vincent parted his lips, allowing Cid's tongue to slither into his mouth. Vincent felt Cid's cock jump in his hand, letting Vincent know that he was enjoying the way that Vincent was touching him.
Cid moaned into Vincent's mouth his own hand reaching down and removing Vincent's. Cid broke the kiss, grinning down at the gunner. "Let's get comfortable," Cid said, his feet tingling already from only being half on the bed. Vincent nodded and scooted into the middle of the bed, watching Cid crawl over to him.
Cid was on all fours, above Vincent. He grinned and reached down, parting Vincent's legs again. "Now, here's where we left off." Vincent nodded, staring at Cid with hazy eyes. Vincent parted his legs father as Cid settled in between them.
Cid pressed his rigid cock against Vincent's entrance, lightly apply pressure. Vincent moaned, trying to push his hips down. His hips were held in place by Cid's hands, though. Vincent whimpered, wanting Cid to be inside of him. "Cid, hurry up!" Vincent growled as Cid pressed a bit again.
Cid chuckled and roughly pressed forward, filling Vincent to the brim. Vincent moaned, writhing underneath the pilot. Vincent clutched desperately at Cid, pulling the man down on top of him. Cid began to thrust into Vincent with a fierce pace, making the gunner gasp.
Vincent moaned, feeling Cid's cock strike against his prostate. He spread his legs more, feeling Cid thrust faster. Vincent tightened his grip on Cid's shoulders, hearing the blonde groan into his ear. Vincent craned his head towards Cid's neck and started to suck on Cid's neck, making the pilot moan louder.
After a few minutes of this pace, Cid reached down and wrapped his hand around Vincent's throbbing cock. He began to roughly stroke Vincent to the same pace that he had set. Vincent moaned into Cid's neck, his hips jerking to feel more of the pleasure that Cid's hand gave him, while still trying to meet Cid's thrusts.
Vincent bit down on Cid's neck, making Cid's actions more frenzied. "God, Vin!" Cid moaned out, feeling Vincent moan against his neck. Cid moved his hand faster while pounding Vincent quicker. Vincent moved away from Cid's neck, moaning loudly.
"Cid!" Vincent cried out, clenching his eyes shut as he came on Cid's hand.
"Vin!" Cid cried out as he came inside Vincent, pouring his seed inside the gunner. Cid pulled out of him, trying to catch his breath. Vincent was also breathing harshly, feeling a sleepy haze cover his mind. Cid lied down next to him, wrapping his hands around Vincent's waist.
Cid pulled Vincent closer to him, reaching down and grabbing the edge of the soft, black blanket. Cid pulled it over the two of them listening to Vincent's breathing as he said 'goodnight' to Vincent. The gunner said the same thing to the pilot, yawning. They both fell asleep, happily sated.
Vincent woke up to the sound of distant yelling. It was soft enough that most would not even hear it, and he was shocked that he had over Cid's loud snores. Vincent smiled as he looked back at the blonde, a warm feeling in his chest.
Vincent grinned as a smile was planted on Cid's face. He felt a hard item pressed against his ass and his eyes widened. His grin widened as he recognized what said item was. Trying not to guess what Cid was dreaming about, Vincent attempted to change his train of thought.
He began to wonder what the shouting he heared earlier was about, but he was soon brought back to Cid. Cid had moaned sleepily; his cock sliding between Vincent's ass cheeks. Vincent bit back a groan as he felt Cid begin pumping. Cid's grip around his waist tightened.
Cid moaned again, making Vincent flush. Vincent bit down on his bottom lip as he tried to loosen Cid's grip. Seeing that it was getting him nowehere fast, Vincent settled on trying to wake Cid up. "Cid," Vincent said, trying to wake the pilot.
Seeing that, once again, he was getting no success, Vincent tried again, only louder. "Cid!" Cid mumbled something in his sleep, but continued his thrusting against Vincent. "Cid!!" Vincent tried to shake Cid, but he could find no way to shake the man when he was practically lying on top of him.
"CID!" Vinccent yelled, still getting no response from the other. Vincent sighed, trying to think of another way to rouse the blonde from his slumber. Vincent's eyes widened as he came up with a plan. "Cid," Vincent said, in a calm voice. "Yuffie said that she is going to make you a Wutai-based breakfast."
Cid snapped up, taking Vincent with him. "I'll kill her!!" Cid growled, hearing Vincent laugh.
"At least now I know what it takes to wake you," Vincent said as Cid loosed his grip.
Cid grinned, "Sorry?" Cid instantly realized the situation he was in when he felt Vincent shift in his lap. His face turned a light shade of pink, making Vincent laugh again.
"Care to tell me what you were dreaming of?" Vincent said as he got off of Cid's lap. Cid grinned at the gunner as he leaned down, giving the pilot a chaste kiss.
"Last night," Cid answered, pulling Vincent down on top of him. "Would you like a demonstration?" Vincent smirked, knowing that Cid would not let him leave the bed anyways. Vincent nodded, seeing Cid's grin grow.
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