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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"Naughty is good," Cid said, grinning as his gunner continued to stroke his cock. "But dirty is better." Vincent smirked as he leaned closer to the blonde that was lying underneath him.
"Mm, and how dirty?" Vincent asked, nipping at his ear. The pilot groaned, bucking his hips at the sensation. "...That's not an answer." Deciding to torment the blonde, the gunner shifted so his lover's cock was pressed against the crack of his ass. He began to rub against the hardened flesh, making the pilot moan with need. "...Still not an answer." He continued to pleasure the blonde this way, still not getting a definate answer from the man.
"F-fuck, Vin!" Cid moaned out, unable to stop those narrow hips from moving when his hands were cuffed behind his back. He jerked his hips towards Vincent's, wanting to be buried deeply inside of the 'nurse'.
The ex-Turk grinned devilishly as he looked down at the frustrated face of his blonde. "Fuck, what?" he asked, wanting the gruff pilot say it. "...Or should I say, fuck...who?" To emphasize his point, Vincent held down Cid's hips while pressing his entrance against the dripping head of the blonde's cock. The pilot groaned as he tried to thrust into the gunner. "Fuck...you, maybe?"
"Yes! Fuck, yes!" Cid cried out, still trying to fill the gunman's ass. The pale 'nurse' smirked as he thrummed his fingers against the blonde's hips, still pinning them to the bed, as if comtemplating whether or not he should. "An'... an' I know you want it, too, Vin!" The gunner just smirked at him, knowing that his pilot was right in his last exclamation. "I can see the bulge in the front of your skirt."
"Hm, that you can," Vincent agreed, loosening his hold on the blonde's hips. Cid thrust up again, only able to the head of his cock inside of his personal 'nurse'. He groaned and bucked again, wanting to be deeper inside of him. The gunner moaned, biting down lightly on his lip. Though, instead of pushing his hips farther down on the blonde's cock, like they both wanted, the gunner rose his hips, removing Cid from him entirely.
The pilot groaned at the loss, his hips jerking in an attempt to feel the heat of Vincent again. "Vin, c-come on!" Cid pleaded, much to the 'nurse's' pleasure. The gunner leaned down and roughly kissed the blonde, running his tongue over the pilot's. As he kissed the handcuffed man underneath him, Vincent moved his hands over to rest on the muscular chest of the blonde while he rest his hips farther along the aviator's body so said blonde would not be able to move things along.
"Not yet," the gunner teased, breaking the kiss. Cid groaned, making Vincent smirk. "I think you can...wait a bit." Vincent began to kiss the blonde's neck, tasting the skin every so often. As he toyed with the pilot's neck, said pilot was writhing underneath him in need.
"Vin," Cid pleaded. "When I said 'heal me'," he drawled out, his breath more ragged and heavy. "I didn't mean 'tease me'."
Vincent purred against neck. "I know," he said, his breath heating the pilot's neck. "Trust me, I know." He then lightly bite on the neck before continuing. "But I also know that you are enjoying it...I can feel that you are." Cid groaned as the ex-Turk began to play with his nipples, rubbing the hardening nubs between his fingers. "Hmmm... But I thought you wanted a dirty nurse?" Vincent teased, still toying with the pilot.
"Right now, I j-just want...a fuckin' horny nurse," Cid stuttered, feeling the gunner's tongue trail over his collar bone.
"Good choice," Vincent said, smirking lustfully. "Because that is the kind of 'nurse' you have."
The blonde aviator chuckled deeply once he heard this. "Prove it," he challenged, knowing full well what he was getting himself into. The ex-Turk leaned closer to the blonde, purring as he placed a quick kiss on his lips.
"And...how would I go about doing this?" Vincent asked, his hands trailing lower until they reached the pilot's hips. Taking a firm grip onto them, he rolled his hips backward, grinding their groins together. "...Like that?" Cid moaned at the sudden movement, nodding eagerly.
He then stopped moving his hips against the cuffed pilot's. Using his human hand, Vincent grabbed onto the blonde's rigid cock, stroking it firmly a few times. "Or maybe...like this." Once he said that, the gunner rose his waist and angle Cid's cock so they were lined up perfectly. With that done, he thrust downwards, forcing the blonde deep inside of him.
Cid arched his back as Vincent's heat enveloped him. "God, yes!" he exclaimed, his eyes fluttering shut. Immediately, the gunman began to ride him, keeping his hands firmly pressed into the blonde's hips. Holding the pilot to the bed, the ex-Turk was able to keep him from thrusting up into him and taking some control, but that is not to say that he did not try to do so, anyways.
While he was riding Cid, Vincent leaned down and pressed his lips against the blonde's. He parted his lips as the pilot's tongue slid across his lips, wanting to enter. The gunner decided that for the time being, he was done with his little teasing game, allowing the blonde to ravish his mouth. While he was enjoying the kiss, the pilot could not help but shift his arms around underneath him, wanting to grab ahold of the pale man's waist and thrust him down harder on his cock, seeing how he was not allowed to thrust up into his 'nurse'.
The gunner smirked into the kiss, feeling the blonde shifting underneath him. Vincent then quickened the pace, moving his hips even faster to accomodate the pilot's need. Cid groaned into the kiss, letting the gunman know that the increase in speed was appreciated. He pulled back, breaking the kiss, before straightening his back.
Cid was panting once their mouths separated, trying to get oxygen to his lungs. Sweat rolled down their bodies, making the white uniform stick to his skin, uncomfortably. This went unnoticed by Vincent, though, his focus and attention were on the pilot and their release.
The blonde was also finding it hard to focus on anything else, his mind fuzzy in a pleasant way. Cid felt the grip on his hips tighten and he opened his eyes, seeing Vincent biting down hard on his bottom lip as he rode him, eyes shut, blood trickling down his chin and dripping onto his chest.
"V-Vin," Cid called out, knowing that it was the only way to get the pale 'nurse's' attention. Vincent's eyes opened as he looked down at the blonde, but his did not stop moving his hips against the pilot's. "H-how many t-times...m-must I tell you?" At this, he did stop riding Cid, looking at him in confusion.
"What...is wrong?" he asked, slightly out of breath as he lightened his hold on the blonde's hips. Cid shifted again, momentarily forgetting that his hands were cuffed.
"Dammit," he muttered softly as he felt the metal press around his wrists. He soon gave up his attempt to cup Vincent's face. "How many times have I told you to stop biting yer lip?" The gunman reached up lightly touched his bottom lip with his right hand. Pulling it away, he looked at his fingers, seeing the blood that slowly dripped down them.
"I did not realize that I was doing it," Vincent said, sounding as out of breath as Cid. In response, the blonde just shook his head, chuckling.
"Well, looks like I'm gonna have to get you stop doin' that somehow," the aviator said, making the ex-Turk laugh. Vincent shook his head and resumed the quickened pace on the blonde, starting again where they left off. As he rode the aviator, the both of them could feel a tightening heat in their abdomens, letting them know that they were getting closer to release.
Cid's eyes were half open and he was able to see that Vincent's eyes were closed again, but he was not biting on his lip. During this time, the gunner reached up with his human hand and began to stroke his neglected cock, soft moans spilling from his lips. When he did this, the ex-Turk's hold on the blonde loosened, allowing him a bit of movement. The blonde took advantage of this slim freedom, thrusting up into the 'nurse'.
Vincent's moans became louder when he felt Cid begin to thrust back, forcing himself deeer into the gunner. The blonde's eye clenched shut as the pressure inside of them grew, bringing them closer to their awaited pleasure. Their release came shortly after, leaving the both of them breathless for a short while.
Once the gunman could see relatively straight, he removed Cid from himself, lying down next to the blonde. For the next few minutes, they just lied there, gathering their senses and breathing roughly. Once he could string together a complete thought, Cid turned to look at his 'nurse', smiling brightly.
"Hey, Vin," Cid called, getting the gunner to turn his head and look a him. "That was fun." Vincent chuckled, but nodded in agreement. "We're gonna use all the other stuff you got, right?"
"Later, Aibou," he replied, knowing that blonde was more than willing to used everything at least once straight away. "You should at least wait until after dinner." The pilot pouted at the gunner, not wanting to wait longer than necessary.
"Fine," he agreed after seeing that Vincent was not going to easily give in to the look he was given. After lying in the silence for a few more minutes, Cid began to shift his arms, feeling them start to prickle and go numb from lack of movement. "Hey Vin? Where are the keys to these?"
The gunner grinned sneekily at the blonde, saying, "Around."
Cid saw the glint in Vincent's eyes and decided to play along. "Where, around?"
"Hmm, woud you like a hint?" Vincent quirked an eyebrow as he asked this. Cid nodded enthusiastically. "They're close by."
"Not much of a hint there, babe. Can I have another?"
"Sure. They're extremely close." Cid's eyes widened as he finally understood what the raven-haired man was getting at. "Understand now?"
Cid nodded, a smirk spreading across his face. "Sure do. But tell me one thing, if the skirt doesn't have any pockets, and I know it doesn't, are they hidden on you?" Vincent smiled lustfully at the blonde, nodding slowly. This new information made Cid grin widely as he sat up, with some difficulty. "Are you gonna stay still?" this gained another nod. "Good, 'cause I'm gonna find 'em, either way."
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