Title: Runaround Affair
Summary: Valentine's Day is coming. If only Vincent could convince Cid that he was not trying to get into Yuffie's pants...
Pairing: Chaos, Hellmasker, Galian, Death Gigas, Vincent X Cid.
Warnings: ...Hell. Cid bottoms, ChaosCid, VincentCid, swearing, graphicness, violence, grammar, spelling, yadda, yadda, yadda. Anything goes in one of mine! NOT FOR CHILDREN!
Disclaimer: I own very little; FFVII is not among the items on my list
Cid groaned in his sleep, hips sore as he rolled onto his stomach, the sound of Yuffie running down the hallways waking him up. "Cut that shit out! People are sleepin'!" he snapped before covering his face with a pillow. "I'd fuckin' take the end of the world ta get 'er ta go 'way..." At the silence, the pilot easily fell back asleep.
Vincent sighed as he looked at the pilot's station. Crimson eyes focusing on the controls instead of the hyper ninja that ran by.
"Hmm, Galian must have worn him out in just one go," Chaos said as he smirked widely. "The beast is sleeping as well. ...Makes me want to kick him awake." The brunette rolled his eyes before looking out onto the deck, the town of Icicle in the distance. "You're going to buy him flowers there, no?"
The gunner nodded slightly as he murmured, "Ones that look like the sky."
"Gay," the demon snorted. "Why not get him those fancy rings you humans give each other."
"An engagement ring?" Vincent exclaimed aloud in shock, eyes widening. He jumped at the sudden squeal of excitement behind him.
"You're going to propose to me, Vinny?" Yuffie shrieked, hugging the tall brunette tightly. "YES! I'LL MARRY YOU!"
"N-no, Yuffie, that is-"
"Eh?" Cid mumbled as he slowly staggered to the Highwind's controls, yawning widely as he ran gloved fingers through his mussed, golden locks. "Who's gettin' married an' why 're ya squealin' like a stuck pig?"
Yuffie stuck out her tongue before smiling widely, "Vinny's going to ask me to marry him! He's going to pick out my engagement ring so land in Icicle, you old fart!"
The aviator snorted before flipping her off. "Yeah, yeah, ya bossy little brat. Kids ain't got no respect nowadays."
The Wutaian girl happily skipped away while Vincent stood there in shock. "Chief..."
Cid raised an eyebrow at the dazed gunner. "Wha'?" he asked before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. "Don't tell me ya got cold feet already," he drawled out before taking a drag. "Must really love the little kleptomaniac ta be marryin' 'er. Hell, I only told ya ta take 'er out on a date an' yer gonna get hitched." Suddenly the blonde paused. "Ya fuckin' knocked 'er up, didn't ya?"
Vincent blushed darkly as Chaos vehemently exclaimed, "We did not such thing!"
"I would never do that," he mumbled.
The pilot rose an eyebrow, "'Less yer sterile, never say 'never' when it comes ta babies, Vampy. Fer all ya know, she's been droppin' Viagra in yer food an' drinks so ya'd fuck 'er. Still 's creepy as fuck all."
"...My having sex with a woman is 'creepy' to you, Highwind?" Vincent asked with apprehension.
"Wha'? The fuck 'd ya get that from? I ain't mean it in that way, Vampy; don't get yer underpants in a bunch! Jus' meant 's creepy ta think 'a ya fuckin' the brat. Aww, hell. Ain't no way 'm eatin' Tifa's cookin' now."
"...I do need you to stop in Icicle, though," Vincent mumbled softly.
Cid jerked his thumb towards the door, "Clear it with Spike an' I'll set us down." The gunner nodded before walking away.
Grumbling, the aviator trudged through the snow, pulling his jacket closer to his body as he sucked on his cigarette. Snow fell all around him, covering his shoulders and hair quickly as if drifted through the air.
"Cid, you can go inside with Vincent," Tifa said with a soft smile.
"I ain't fuckin' goin' in there ta help Valentine buy Yuffie a damn ring! People will fuckin' think he's buyin' the damn thin' fer me!" the blonde snapped, shaking the snow off of his body.
"Maybe you should get some hot chocolate than?" She offered.
"Buy that one," Chaos commented as Vincent look at the cases of ring. "It's blue."
"Maybe," the gunner mumbled as he searched through the choices. "...This one. How much is it?"
Cid smacked Vincent in the back when he finally walked into the store, "Sure took yer dam time on that, ya broodin' fuck!"
"We can, but his tanned ass with catch frostbite from the snow," Chaos purred with a sinister grin, making the brunette host blush darkly.
"Ya find one 'r give up?"
"I found one," the taller man replied as he walked through the town with Cid.
"Well?" Noticing the confused stare from Vincent, he continued to speak. "Show me the damn thin', Vampy! Ya know by now 'm a curious som'bitch!"
"Curiosity killed the cat," the ex-Turk replied with a satisfied smirk.
"Oooh, that sound like fun," Chaos grinned. "Little blonde kitten ears and a tail onto the blonde minx will make for even more erotic sex, no?"
"I ain't no damn cat! Lemme see!" Cid exclaimed. Getting a headshake in return, the blonde pushed the brunette in the side, making him fall into the soft, fluffy snow. Snickering at the sight of Vincent covered in the white material with a large amount of it stuck in his hair, the pilot offered his hand. "Need some help gettin' up, Vampy?" Vincent took the offered hand, pulling Cid into the snow by his side before the tan male could pull him up. "Fuck! Yer in a playful mood, ain't ya?"
Vincent smirked before grabbing a handful of snow and shoving it down the blonde's shirt, his smirk darkening at the yelp as Cid flailed. Gloved fingers brushed across Cid's left nipple before he stood and hurried back to the Highwind, leather pants tightening in the front as he left a confused blonde in the snow.
Grumbling once more to himself, the warmed-up pilot headed out of his bathroom, steam trailing after him as he flopped down on his large bed, his bare ass pointed to the ceiling as he stretched out. "Mmm..." he murmured into his pillow, thrashing when a clawed hand wrapped around his wrists, body pinned to the bed and legs spread while he futilely kicked out. "'Ey! The fuck 's the meanin' 'a this?"
A dark voice purred lustfully in his ear, "The point is that you let the beast fuck you willingly yesterday evening."
"Chaos?" Cid snapped, trying to look the demon in the eye.
"None but," the demon grinned, his spare hand roaming over Cid's ass. "And such a lovely butt it is. It is not fair to willing bed a demon I coexist with without bedding all of us, you know?"
"No! I fuckin' don't know!" Cid shouted as he squirmed. "Look, I dunno what the fur ball told ya-"
"I saw it," Chaos grinned as he ran his tongue up Cid's spine, making the pilot shiver as he arched his back into the lick. "We all saw it."
"A-ALL?" Cid squeaked while the winged demon ran the pad of his thumb across the pilot's taut opening. "Ya mean Valentine saw it, too?"
Smirking, Chaos nipped across his neck. "Of course."
The blonde groaned as he buried his head into the pillow, "Fuckin' figures! 'M a dead man!"
Rolling his eyes, the demon slowly pushed his dry thumb inside of the restrained human. "Do explain."
"He f-fuckin' saw me an' the fluff ball goin' at it an' he freaked! I pushed him ta assert his fuckin' bein' straight so he rushed ta propose ta the brat!" Cid cried out, hips jerking slightly under the demon. "He wasn't fuckin' c-comfortable bein' ' round me all day! ...Ya gonna stop that?"
"No," Chaos said as he slowly pumped his thumb in the blonde's tight opening. "No, he is not uncomfortable being around you. No, he is not straight. No, I will not stop." Smirking deviously, the demon purred darkly in his ear. "You are mine, human!" he said before biting down on the pilot's vulnerable throat.
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