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 reached into the cupboard, pulling out a box of cinnamon teabags and a jar of honey. He put the kettle on the stove, turning the heat on as he filled the kettle with a small amount of hot water, that way it would boil faster. As the hot water was left to boil, the gunner pulled out a blue mug, setting it onto the counter, next to the honey. He then opened the box to get one bag of tea for Cid. Setting the small bag into the cup, with the tag dangling over the outter rim, Vincent closed the box of tea and put it back where he got it from. With that done, he stood waiting for the water to come to a boil.
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Cid grinned as he looked over the Nurse's uniform. He began to wonder where his gunner had gotten the outfit from. Then, all of a sudden, he remembered the new leather shop in town. His grin widened as he figured out where his gunman had gotten such items. He held out the uniform, smiling as he imagined Vincent taking care of him while wearing the white outfit.
His thoughts were cut short by the sound of someone knocking on the door. "Hey, Vince," the person called. Even when he was sick, the pilot knew that it was Reno standing on the other side of the door. He quickly began to put everything back into the bag, not wanting the redhead to see into any more of their personal life. He slid the bag underneath the bed as Reno continued to speak, asking, "You there?"
"Vin's in the kitchen," Cid replied, right before sneezing. The door opened, showing Reno, who was grinning widely. "...What?!"
"Are you sick, yo?" Reno asked, seeming happy at the blonde's misfortune. Cid glared at the Turk, then sneezed again, making his grin widen. "You are!"
"Fuck off," Cid growled, sniffling as his nose ran.
"No thanks," Reno said, walking into the room. "Already fucked Rufus, so I'm good." Cid rolled his eyes and gagged. "I'm guessing you were out in the rain, huh?" Cid nodded slightly, admitting that much to the Turk. "So, is Vince gonna baby your ass 'til your better?" he asked, laughing.
Cid glared at the redhead, making him laugh even harder. "I think I'm gonna wait here for Vince to return, but first I have to call Rufus and let him know." The blonde rolled his eyes as the Turk sat down on the bed, making himself comfortable, before pulled out his phone and started to type a message to his boss. "There we go!" Reno said, flipping the black phone shut and putting it back into his right pocket. "So...what's Vince doin' in the kitchen?"
"Making some tea," Cid replied, knowing that if he did not respond, the redhead would have proceeded to ask more intrusive questions. "How much is he makin'?" As this question was asked, the door opened.
"Enough for Cid," Vincent replied, walking into the room. He closed the door with his free hand before going over to the blonde's side. "Be sure to drink all of it." Cid nodded and took the steaming mug, reveling in the warmth that his cold hands were recieving from the blue, glass mug. "Reno, I see you could not wait for me to come to your room."
Reno grinned at the ex-Turk, while Cid looked at the both of them, confused. "Nope," the Turk said, still grinning before he glanced over at the pilot. "Me and Rufus had some ideas 'bout what to do to Princess...we wanted to share them with Vince, seeing how you were out." Cid grinned before taking a sip of the cooling tea, feeling the hot liquid begin to clear his sinuses. He nodded his approval to the redhead.
"So...wanna hear what we came up with?" Reno asked, his eyes glittering with mischief. Cid nodded while Vincent smiled slightly. "Good! 'Cause I was gonna tell ya, anyways!" The blonde pilot rolled his eyes at the childish response from the Turk.
"Well, go on, then!" Cid snapped, still sipping his tea. Vincent smiled at his pilot and placed his right hand on his shoulder, lightly massaging the tense muscle.
"Sheesh!" Reno commented. "Even when you're sick you're still kinda bitchy." This earned him a glare from the blonde. "...You need some patience." The glare he recieved hardened. "...Fine!" Vincent smiled and Cid went back to sipping his cinnamon tea. "We came up with three ideas. The first idea came from Rufus. ...He though we should mess with him mentally. Ya know, get him to do ridiculus, embarrassing things while we record it for future blackmail."
Vincent quirked an eyebrow at the idea. Cid, on the other hand, just shook his head. "Nope," the pilot said. "That's goin' WAY too fuckin' easy on him." The gunner looked at him with an expression that screamed "Too easy?!". Cid shrugged at him. "...What?"
Reno laughed. "That's what I told him!" Vincent shook his head, unable to hide his smile. "That's why my idea's better! We should take him, knock him out, tie him up...for safety reasons, of course. Then tar and feather him...turning him into the chocobo we all know he really is!"
Hearing this idea, Cid started to laugh, nearly spitting out the tea that was in his mouth at the time. "Your ideas are getting better!" he said as he brought his laughing down to snickers. "But what was your last idea?"
"We both came up with this one! ...We think it works for EVERYONE involved...except maybe Cloud, but who cares what he wants," Reno said, getting Vincent and Cid's interest. The redhead signaled them to lean in closer. Once they did, he whispered their idea, making both of their eyes widen.
"NO!" Vincent exclaimed.
While at the same time Cid shouted "YEAH!!!"
Vincent turned to look directly at the blonde. "Yes? Cid, they cannot possibly-"
"But we can!" Reno interrupted. "It's perfect! He'll never see it comin', either!"
"That is true, Vin," Cid said, seeing his pale gunman sigh in defeat. "There's even a bar here in Rocket Town."
"Fine, but I will have no part in it," Vincent said, making Cid and Reno grin happily.
"Don't worry 'bout it, Vince!" Reno said as he clapped his hand over the gunner's shoulder. "We got it all covered! ...I gotta go tell Rufus!" Vincent nodded and Reno lept from the bed, sprinting towards the door. "See ya, later!" With that said, the redheaded Turk left the room.
Cid took another sip of tea. "I got a question, Vin." The gunman looked at Cid, letting him know that he could continue. Cid reached under the bed with his free hand and grabbed onto the bag. Pulling it onto the bed, Vincent smirked. "Are these for me?"
"They are for the both of us," Vincent said, smiling as Cid pulled out the Nurse's uniform.
"But, will you wear this for me?" the pilot asked. The ex-Turk nodded, making him grin deviously. "...Now?" Vincent chuckled while Cid just grinned.
"Why not," the gunman said, making his pilot smile widely. He was handed the uniform and stood from the bed. As he began to walk away, Cid reached out and latched onto his wrist. "Cid, I need to lock the door," he explained, seeing the questioning glance that was aimed at him. The blonde nodded and let go of his wrist.
Once the door was locked, Vincent returned to the side of the bed. He could feel the eager eyes of his aviator roaming over his body as he slowly undressed for him, taking off everything that he wore. He easily slid on the uniform, finding that it fit him perfectly. Cid put his now-empty mug on the night stand, reaching out and cupping the ex-Turk's ass.
He pulled Vincent onto the bed, with the gunner kneeling above him. "Now, heal me," Cid said, his lustful gaze traveling up and down the pale man's body.
Vincent smiled at him. "As your nurse," he said, placing a soft kiss onto his forehead. "I advise you to wait to have sex until you are fully healed." Cid pouted at him, his hands resting on the gunner's legs.
"Mmm, but I don't want to," he replied, running his fingers up the pale legs and under the short, white skirt of the uniform. His left hand stopped at Vincent's waist, holding onto his hip, while his right hand slid between his legs, rubbing small circles around his entrance. The gunner moaned softly and pressed his hips closer to the fingers. "...And it seems like you can't, either."
Vincent looked at the blonde with heavy, lustful eyes. He reached into the bag and grabbed onto another item. "Then," he said softly, leaning forward as he pulled the object out of the bag. Using his other hand, he removed Cid's hands from underneath the skirt. "It looks like I am going to have to restrain you."
Cold metal encircled his left wrist as he heard a metallic click. "Now, sit up," Vincent ordered. Cid grinned, but did as he was told. The ex-Turk the pulled his arms behind his back, cuffing his wrists together. "Think you can keep your hands to yourself, now?" he teased.
The blonde grinned as he leaned forward, deeply kissing the gunner again. Breaking the kiss, he said, "Don't think it's my hands that you need to worry 'bout." Vincent chuckled as he ran his human hand across the side of Cid's face while his metallic hand was pressed against his chest.
"I know," the ex-Turk replied before pushing him down onto the bed. He pressed his lips against the blonde's deeply kissing him, once again. Breaking the kiss, he sat on the pilot's groin. "But this way, it will be more interesting." He 'hmm'ed as he looked down at the naked form of his lover. "...Very interesting."
Cid licked his lips as he watched the gunner pull the blankets off of him. then, Vincent pressed their lips together while his hands ran down the muscular chest. Parting, he leaned next to the pilot's ear and whispered, "Was it ever a fantasy of your's to be with a nurse?"
Cid chuckled. "It is now," he replied, bucking his hips into the pale 'nurse's'. "Gonna make it come true?" Vincent smirked as he lightly smacked Cid's hip.
"Mm," the gunner seemed to ponder this. He reached down and grabbed ahold of Cid's straining erection. "I don't know." He slowly slid his hand up the blonde's shaft, reveling in the soft moan that came from the aviator. "...Maybe...maybe not." Cid groaned when he felt the hot fingers rub the tip of his cock. "I am still on the fence."
"I can give you eleven good reasons," Cid said while the slow touching continued. Vincent arched an eyebrow at him, waiting for the pilot to continue. "But ten of them are handcuffed together." The gunner chuckled at the response. "And you're holdin' onto number eleven."
"Is that so?" the ex-Turk purred, moving his hand even quicker. Cid groaned a positive, which made him grin. "Well, I like that reason. Now...I'm tempted to heal you." He tightened his grip on the throbbing cock in his hand, making Cid arch closer to him. The blonde fisted his hands, wringing the bedding in between his fingers, wanting the raven-haired man sitting on him to begin to ride him. "But that would not make me a good nurse, now would it? ...It would make me naughty, instead."
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