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 smirked as he tightened his grip around Cid's pulsating cock. "I plan to," he purred as he stroked with a bit more force. "...But first," the blonde groaned when he heard this. "You have to get into the bath." The pilot smirked as he placed his hands onto his gunner's shoulders, gently sliding the robe off of the pale skin. His ex-Turk removed his hand from his throbbing flesh, making him whimper softly at the loss.
Vincent smiled as he let the robe fall to the floor. His human hand went back to stroking the blonde's hardened flesh almost immediately. Cid groaned as he arched closer to his lover, wanting to feel more of the gentle touch. The gunner smirked as he stopped moving his hand, pulling it away altogether. "Get in the bath."
"I love when you get forceful," the blonde pilot said, grinning at the raven-haired man. Vincent smirked at the blonde before putting his hand on the middle of his pilot's chest.
"How is this, then?" he asked in a sultry voice, pushing Cid. The blonde was not expecting that from the brunette. Nor was he expecting the edge of the tub until the back of his legs collided with it, and his momentum sent him into the warm bath with his arms pinwheeling the whole time.
His head roughly broke the surface of the water as he sat up in his bath. Cid glared at the ex-Turk, who was smiling triumphantly, as he spit out the water in his mouth like he was impersonating a fountain. "Very funny, Vin."
Vincent's smile widened as his shoulders shook with supressed laughter. "I thought so." He leaned over and picked up the bottle of stawberry scented oil. "Besides, I told you to get in the bath earlier." He removed the cap to the bottle, pouring a bit of the oil into the warm bath before putting the lid back on. "So you were warned ahead of time."
As the gunman turned off the water, Cid replied, saying, "Hell of a warning, Vin!" The pale man smirked at the blonde, reaching over to pat his head.
"But still a warning," he said, ruffling the drenched hair a bit. Cid sneered playfully at the naked man, batting away his hand. Vincent chuckled as he pulled his hand back, seeing the wet blonde slowly start to relax in the water. "...Feeling better?"
Cid looked up at the smug gunner, pouting at the pale man. The gunman's smile widened even more as he saw the look the aviator was shooting at him. "Know what'd make me feel better?" the blonde asked. He recieved an intrigued look from Vincent before he spoke.
"Hm...should I even ask?" he asked, leaning down so he was almost eye-to-eye with the soaked blonde. "...Or do I already know?"
"Ya might," Cid said sneakily as he sat up straight, narrowing the gap between their faces. "Depends on what you know...ya know?" Vincent leaned a bit closer to the blonde pilot. "So...what do you know?"
"Mmm, I know many things," Vincent purred, brushing his lips against his lovers.
"Ain't that the understatement of the century," Cid muttered. He grinned as he felt the gunner's lips touch his. "But tell me what you know would make me better." The gunman smiled as he began to softly kiss the pilot's cheek.
"I think you would like it more if I show you what I know, instead of just telling you," he purred, making the pilot's already hard cock throb painfully underneath the steaming water. "Wouldn't you?" Cid nodded enthusiastically, making the pale ex-Turk grin seductively. "I thought so."
He stood up straight, getting a confused look from Cid. Once the blonde saw that he was stepping into the bath, he grinned widely at the pale man, his hands grabbing ahold of his waist to help him into the water. The gunman smiled as Cid pulled him closer, having him sit in the blonde's lap. "Mmm, feeling a bit better, babe."
"Only a bit?" Vincent asked as he face neared the blonde's. "Then it looks like I am going to have to fix that..." Cid grinned as he heard his lover purr, his hands sliding from the brunette's waist to his ass. Only to be pulled away by the gunner's hands. "Patience is a virtue."
"Don't know if you haven't noticed, Vin," Cid said in an almost purr. "But I ain't all about virtues...I'm more of a vice, kinda guy. Don't really have many virtues...and patience ain't one of 'em." Vincent chuckled as he heard this, sliding farther into the blonde's lap.
"Maybe so," he said softly, smiling at the pilot. "But you did say that you wanted to take your time."
Cid smirked. "I said 'maybe', though." His hands slipped from the raven-haired man's grasp and returned to his ass, gently cupping the flesh. "Didn't mean I wanna take it slow."
"But it also does not mean that you want to be quick, either," Vincent said, grabbing onto the blonde's wrists again. "Besides, you still have to take your bath."
"But I wanna take you first," Cid said, shifting his hips a bit. His desired effect was recieved when he watched his lover squirm as he bit back a moan from the friction. "An' I'm guessin' that you want it just as bad." The gunman looked into his pilot's blue eyes, seeing the unhidden passion that lied in the azure pools. He was sure that his eyes had the same look.
"Are you sure you are 'guessing'?" Cid's eyes widened as he heard the question. "Or are you positive?" Vincent had let go of the pilot's hands, instead letting his hands to slip into the pilot's lap. The blonde groaned as he felt the human hand gingerly stroke his cock, the mechanical hand resting softly on his thigh. The gunner pressed his lips against his lover's lips, feeling the blonde kiss back as warm hands settled on ass, pulling their bodies closer together.
Cid moaned as he felt Vincent open his mouth, letting their tongues intermingle. As their eyes shut, the ex-Turk groaned, sliding further into the blonde's lap, their hips grinding together. This action made the both of them moan into the other's mouth. The gunner tightened his grip around the blonde, feeling him buck into his hand; bringing their bodies even closer.
He moaned loudly as Cid began to pull him farther along his lap before pushing him away a little, making their hips rock against each other repeatitively. The pilot moaned also, his hips jerking closer to Vincent's, making the friction underneath the water increase.
The gunner pulled his head back, ending their kiss. His eyes slowly opened and he looked at Cid's face, seeing that the blonde was pleasantly looking back at him. He smiled at the shorter man, rubbing his claws gently across the man's thigh. The pilot smiled back at the brunette, taking in the scent of strawberries, and wondering if it was from the oil or the gunner in his lap. Feeling the gunman's lips and teeth glide over the edge of his ear, he quickly gave up trying to think of the answer.
Cid groaned as he felt the gunner lightly bite on his right ear. Deciding that he would not be the only one having all of the fun, he moved his hands away from Vincent's hips, wanting to give the ex-Turk a taste of the pleasure that he was recieving. He tightly gripped the gunner's throbbing cock, feeling the pale man jerk under his touch. He grinned as he slid two fingers from his free hand into the pale man.
Vincent groaned around the blonde's ear, nibbling on the warm flesh in his mouth as he rolled his hips back into the awaiting fingers, and forwards, into his tightly gripped hand. Cid moaned as he felt his lover begin to nibble on his ear, while the hand around his cock tightened around the hardened flesh even more, moving at a faster speed.
Although his mind was hazy from their actions, Vincent could feel that the water was beginning to chill around them. Knowing that he could not allow Cid to stay in cold water if he was sick, he quickly began to think of when he would have to heat it up again. Finding that would take a few more minutes before the water would become too chill, he knew he would either have to speed things along, or be prepared to stop at the worst time possible for them.
Pulling away from Cid's ear, Vincent moaned, "C-Cid." The pilot grinned as he began to force his fingers even deeper into the gunner, making him moan again. "We're g-going to h-have to warm up...the w-water soon." The blonde paused momentarily, turning his head to look at the man in his lap.
"Don't worry...'bout it," Cid moaned, the hand on his cock still sliding up and down. "I don' care...'bout the water." Vincent shook his head slightly, not agreeing with the blonde, like he was hoping the gunner would. "C'mon Vin, there're more things...important than warm water."
"L-like your...health," Vincent countered, knowing that he had the upper hand, even though Cid was still driving him crazy with the way he would stop his fingers just short of his prostate.
"F-Fuck health, Vin," Cid said, knowing that his lover was not expecting that for a response. "Right now, a-all tha' matters is...us comin'." Vincent smiled slightly at this, knowing that while the blonde had a point, he was also wrong.
"C-Cid," he said, trying to get the pilot to see what he was trying to point out.
"Never th-thought I'd say this, V-Vin," Cid said, effectively getting the pale, flushed man to stop trying to argue his side to the pilot. "But yer talkin' t-too much." Vincent chuckled as he heard this, making the blonde smile. "Now, go back...to chewin' o-on my ear."
The gunner snickered as he leaned closer to the aviator. "I love it when you get forceful," he said softly before licking the flushed skin. Cid's eyes widened as he heard what Vincent said.
Grinning to himself, he said, "How's this, then?" The blonde quickly removed his hands from the gunner, grabbing onto his shoulders. He pushed the man off of his lap, making the ex-Turk let go of his cock, and he forced him onto his back, deeper into the scented water. He heard Vincent purring as he lied down on top of the gunner.
"Mmm, perfect," he purred, wrapping his hands around Cid's neck. The blonde smiled as he pressed his lips against his lover's, relishing in the warm touch of his lips as he was eagerly kissed back. Vincent parted his legs, feeling the pilot settle in between them.
As Cid cupped his gunner's left cheek and right hip, he broke off the kiss. "I love ya, Vin," he said, smiling at the gunner.
"I love you too," Vincent replied, sweetly smiling back at the blonde. Cid kissed the pale man softly as he began to grind against him. He smiled happily as he kissed the gunman, hearing the throaty moan that came from his lover. He ran his tongue over the tips of his gunner's fangs. He moaned in pleasure as he felt Vincent jerk, pressing their hips together with even more force than he was using.
The gunner tightened his grip around Cid's neck, wanting the blonde to be closer to his body. The aviator smirked into the kiss when he felt the Vincent's need for physical contact grow. He easily complied with the silent plea, grinding harder against the man as he pressed their bodies even closer together. The ripples in the cooling water grew as he did this.
Vincent moaned into the kiss right before Cid ended it. "Yer so...damn beautiful, Vin," he said, smiling brightly at the gunner underneath him.
Vincent shook his head, his hair swirling elegantly in the water, as he chuckled softly, saying, "Shut up." He pulled Cid down for a quick kiss, feeling that the blonde was still smiling before he pulled them apart.
"It's true, babe," the pilot said as he lightly kissed his cheek. "I wouldn't...lie to ya." He lightly rubbed his thumb across Vincent's left cheek, still smiling happily.
"I know, Cid," Vincent said, spreading his legs a bit more. "Now, seriously, shut up...and fuck me."
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