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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Vincent's fingers ghosted up the length of Cid's spine, making the pilot shiver at the cold touch of the metal fingers and the rough texture of the bandages. Vincent grinned up at Cid, watching as the pilot's eyes fluttered shut, a soft moan coming from his throat.
Cid arched back, trying to get Vincent to apply more pressure with his fingers. Vincent pulled his hands back as Cid arched, only letting his fingertips come in contact with the heated skin. Vincent chuckled at Cid, hearing the pilot groan at the lack of pressure that he was given.
Vincent continued to tease Cid, never fully letting Cid get the pleasure that he wanted. Then, Vincent pulled his hands out from underneath the blue shirt. He leaned up and crushed his lips into Cid's, letting out a small moan. Cid moaned also, arching towards Vincent this time, forcing their bodies closer together.
Vincent hips twitched upwards, creating more pleasure for the both of them. Cid jerked his hips also, slowly gringing them into Vincent's. The gunman placed his hands on the sides of Cid's face, pulling him as close as he physically could. Cid tangled one of his hands in Vincent's hair, the other was resting on Vincent's hip, holding onto him tightly.
Vincent moved his hands from Cid to start removing his glove, Cid also started to take off his gloves before turning his attention back to the man whose throat he had his tongue shoved down. His slid his hands down to Vincent's belt line, grabbing onto Vincent's shirt.
Cid tugged on Vincent's shirt, untucking it from his pants. Cid broke the kiss in order to fling the shirt across the room. While Cid was occupied with that, Vincent peeled off his blue shirt, throwing it in a similar fashion. Cid quickly unwrapped Vincent's bandana, chuckling as the black hair fell over his eyes like dark waterfalls.
Cid tucked the hair behind Vincent's ear, while Vincent was removing Cid's dogtags, goggles, and cigaretts, placing them on his bedside table. Cid then began to busy his fingers with Vincent's belt. "You know," Cid said as he swiftly unbuckled them. "You only need one of them to hold up your pants." Vincent chuckled as he worked on Cid's belt.
"Maybe," Vincent said, getting a chuckle from Cid, the pilot and gunner threw the belts behind them, paying no heed where they landed. They then set about unbuttoning their pants, and removing those, along with the boxers that lied underneath. Once those were off, Cid kissed Vincnet hard, forcing him back down on the bed.
Vincent moaned into Cid's mouth, feeling the pilot run his tongue over his own. Cid was running his hands oer Vincent's body enjoying the feel of the soft skin under his rough hands. Vincent moaned deeply, his hips jerking under Cid's careful touch.
Vincent slid his hands through Cid's blonde locks, grabbing onto the vibrant tresses. Cid grinned into the kiss as he began to press his thumbs into the sides of the gunman's hips. He moved his thumbs in a circular motion, lightly massaging his hips. Vincent moaned throatily, his hips jerking up into Cid's, rubbing their erection together.
Cid groaned as Vincent's hips crashed into his, sending pleasure through his system, and forcing his eyes shut. Cid broke the kiss, opening his eyes slowly to look at Vincent. Vincent also opened his eyes, looking up at the blonde. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled.
"Ready?" Cid asked, still smiling. Vincent nodded, parting his legs even more. Cid began to slowly suck on Vincent's neck as the he pressed the dripping head of his cock against Vincent's tight entrance. Vincent moaned, feeling Cid's tongue lick the heated skin on his neck, while slowly sliding the head of his cock into Vincent.
"We're going slow this time," Cid said, after he took his mouth off of Vincent's neck. Once he had finished talking, Cid had almost instantly reattached his mouth to Vincent's throat, feeling it vibrate under his lips as a moan slipped from his parted lips.
Cid continued to slowly push into Vincent's tight heat. Although there was friction, Cid could easily use that to his advantage. He felt Vincent jerk his hips back, impatient with how slow Cid was actually taking this. Cid glanced over at the clock, memorizing the time, making sure that he would beat their current record.
Cid began to slowly trail soft kisses from Vincent's new hickey to his lips, placing the feather-light kisses along his jawline. He slowly pulled out of Vincent, making him moan against his lips. Cid slipped his tongue between the flushed, parted lips, finding no resistance.
Vincent felt like he was slowly drowning, the ecstasy, while overpowering, was stealing his breath, making everything blur. Vincent kissed Cid back with as much passion as he could, but he made sure to do it slowly, if not to humor, than to tease the blonde that was slowly pleasuring him.
Cid waited until he was almost out of Vincent, before deciding that he could not take a pace this slow for much longer. Cid quickened the pace, sliding into Vincent quicker. Vincent gasped in his mouth, bringing a smile to the blonde pilot.
Cid continued with his new pace, his cock pressing into Vincent's sweet spot with enough force to make him lose his breath, but not his mind. Vincent moaned, tightening his grip on Cid's hair. This forced a moan from the pilot, and he jerked forward, slamming into Vincent with unintentional force.
Vincent moaned louder, his back arching off of the bed. Cid snaked his hand in between the two of them, wrapping his fingers gently around Vincent's pulsating cock. Vincent bucked into Cid's loose grip, trying to feel the fingers tighten around him.
Cid broke the kiss, slowly moving his hand along Vincent's shaft, gaining a deep growl from the gunner. Vincent felt Cid's thumb lightly rub the head of his dick, causing the hardened flesh to twitch in his grasp. Vincent openly moaned, feeling Cid's pace quicken yet again.
The blonde was not able to endure the slow pace for much longer. He wanted to hear the beauty gasp underneath him, unable to catch a full breath, watch him writhe in pleasure, feel him expel his seed all over his hand. Cid was now slamming into Vincent as quickly as he could.
Vincent wrapped his legs tightly around Cid's waist, pulling the pilot into his body as far as he could go. Vincent let out a low moan, pulling Cid's mouth down on top of his. Cid pounded Vincent into his bed, feeling his actions become more frantic.
Vincent parted his lips, letting Cid's tongue enter his mouth once again. Vincent stopped breathing for a moment when he felt Cid's fingers grip him harder, roughly stroking his cock. Cid grinned into the kiss, repeatedly striking Vincent's prostate.
Vincent broke the kiss, crying out in pleasure. Cid latched his mouth onto Vincent's open throat, roughly sucking the pale flesh. Vincent's cry turned into a deep moan as he felt the hot suction on his neck. "C-Cid," Vincent gasped, finding that speaking was very difficult.
He was nearing his release quickly, and so was Cid. "I-I'm gonna..." Vincent trailed off, unable to complete his train of thought when Cid jerked his particularly hard. Vincent arched again, losing his breath as Cid struck against his sweet spot.
Cid sucked harder, feeling that he was going to come, and guessing from Vincent's earlier proclaimation, he could tell that Vincent was also close to coming. Cid released Vincent's throuat from his mouth, hearing Vincent cry out his name.
"Cid!" Vincent called, not knowing how much longer he could hold on. "I-" Vincent was silenced by Cid, who pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
"I-I know," Cid said, pounding Vincent with even more force and stroking him even quicker. Vincent came, shouting Cid's name. He cum dripped onto Cid's hand and shot in between them. When Vincent came, so did Cid. He called out Vincent's name, not caring how loud he shouted it. He filled Vincent's ass with his cum.
They both remained in their tight embrace, unwilling to move, trying to catch their breath. Cid looked down at Vincent before looking at the clock. Cid smiled and looked back at Vincent, slowly pulling out of the gunner. Vincent had caught his breath and looked up at Cid.
Both of their faces were flushed as Cid fully pulled out of Vincent. Vincent parted his legs, and Cid rolled over, lying down next to Vincent. "What happened to "going slow"?" Vincent asked with a smile as he curled up at Cid's side, resting his head on Cid's shoulder.
"I couldn't take not seeing you writhin' underneath me," Cid said with a wink. Vincent looked up at Cid as Cid looked down. They softly kissed each other on the lips. "Hey, Vin!" Cid said with a wide smile as they parted. "Fourty-eight minutes this time!"
Vincent laughed, Cid joining him. "You love timing us, do you not?" Vincent said with a wide smile. Cid smiled back and nodded. Vincent then chuckled, showing Cid that he did not mind. Cid wrapped his arm around Vincent, pulling him close.
"I don't wanna," Cid said, as he pulled away from Vincent. "But I gotta go." Vincent looked at Cid with questioning eyes. "I got the munchies right now!" Vincent chuckled, and Cid continued. "I'll bring us back somethin' from the kitchen. Maybe Tifa's cookin'." Cid was hopeful as he added the last part.
Cid got up from the bed and, standing next to an article of his clothes, seemed to debate whether or not he should put on his pants. "You cannot be thinking about going out there naked," Vincent said, still smiling. Cid looked back at Vincent, shrugging.
"Well, I don't wanna put on any pants, it'll take too much time to get 'em back off," Cid said with a grin. "'Specially when I just want to get something to eat for us, then climb back into bed with you 'til dinner." Vincent's smile widened. "Not like they can't handle a bit of mental trauma."
Vincent chuckled. "Then why not put on a robe?" Cid paused, seeming to consider this. "They are hanging in the bathroom," Vincent added before Cid had even agreed. Cid walked into the bathroom, not even bothing to turn on the light. He groped around, eventually leaving the bathroom with a black bathrobe. Cid slipped it on, and tied it shut.
Vincent quirked an eyebrow at Cid, who was now walking towards him. Cid grabbed the blanket and covered Vincent with it. "Wouldn't want you to catch a cold," Cid explained. Vincent shook his head, smiling, and Cid leaned down and placed another soft kiss on the Vincent's pale lips.
Cid straightened, the both of them smiling as they looked at the other. "I'll be back as soon as I can," Cid said, Vincent nodded and Cid turned, heading towards the door. He left the room and went straight towards the kitchen, walking as quickly as he could while not breaking out into a jog.
Cid entered the kitchen quickly seeing Tifa standing in front of the stove. "Hey, Tifa!" Cid called. Tifa turned, smiling.
"Hi, Cid!" Tifa said. "Lunch is almost ready."
Cid inhaled deeply, smelling the aroma of chicken, bacon, and...peanut butter? "What the hell're you, makin?"
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Citakar: Glad you agree -smiles brightly-!
Dream-Gal101: -Confused- Was there even smut in that chapter? ...I forget XD. Well, LOOK at his HAIR!!! It screams chocobo! ...Cloud crossdressing -ponders it-? -Shudders- I'm probably gonna have fucked up nightmares, but I just thought of the perfect scene for that! Thanks for the idea, sweetie!!
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