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
"Woah!" Cid said as he held Vincent back slightly, "what 'bout the Brat? Yer in love with 'er, Val! Get off!"
"No," the gunslinger replied before pinning the blonde's hands above his head, lips pressed firmly against the other man's as he pressed their bodies together. Settling between the pilot's spread legs, the brunette pushed his tongue into the blonde's mouth as he rocked his hips, letting the smaller man feel his engorged, leather-clad cock against his own stiffening member. Pulling back slightly, the gunner nibbled gently on his bottom lip before murmuring against his reddened lips. "I do not feel anything for Miss Kisaragi."
"But yer-"
"Shut up," he said before crashing their lips together in a fierce kiss, lips curving into a smirk when the pilot began to kiss back. Raking his metallic claws down the human's chest, Vincent chuckled softly at how the man underneath his body arched up against him. Clawed fingers curved under the hem of the blonde's jeans before quickly slicing down them and tearing off the blue, heavy fabric. Pleased at the bare body beneath him, the gunner pressed kisses down Cid's neck.
"Ngh, stop it, Val!"
"Vincent," the brunette said as he turned to smirk at the blonde, crimson eyes dark with lust as his smirk grew, revealing long fangs. "Call me Vincent."
"Val!" Cid snapped, skin raising into gooseflesh at the sight of the fangs. "Let me go an' we can fuckin' forget this even happened!"
"No," the taller man said as he gently ran his claws along the blonde's semi-hard cock. "I don't want to forget that this happened."
"Yeah, well too fuckin' bad! In case ya forgot, ya got a date for tomorrow that ya got to go take care of!"
"Be my Valentine."
"Eh? ...Are ya fuckin' high?"
"Not at all."
"Then fuckin' explain this!"
"It is rather simple; you assumed I am attracted to Yuffie. I am not. This all started because of my demons."
"...It started when ya defended her?"
"It started when Chaos wanted to fuck you against your controls and I told him not to dare. You took that as my protecting Miss Kisaragi from you and it seemed to snowball from there. I do not like her. I like you."
"Ya like me..."
"Well, I am certainly not hard because of the chocolate and marshmallows."
Rolling his eyes, the blonde wiggled his fingers, "Mind lettin' go? 'Sides, if ya didn't like 'er, the fuck did ya get a ring for?"
"That I will not tell you. Now, answer my question."
"Err...what was yer question again? Don't look at me like that! Yer the one who's distractin' me!"
"Will you be my Valentine, Captain?"
"Yer gonna break this ta the Brat, right? Ain't gonna actually date her, are ya?"
"I will let her down gently, worry not." Leaning down, the brunette murmured heatedly in Cid's ear, smirking at how red his ears grew, "what is your favorite kind of condom?"
Sputtering, the blonde looked at Vincent with wide blue eyes, "I ain't fuckin' tellin' ya that! An' who said yer gonna be doin' the fuckin' anyway? I'm stronger than ya are an' I'm toppin' yer skinny ass!"
"You will fail in that effort," Vincent replied as he kissed the blonde tenderly. "The taller and stronger man always penetrated the shorter, weaker, more feminine partner."
"Did ya jus' call me a lady?"
Vincent chuckled as he kissed Cid deeply, running his clawed hand down the blonde's toned, tan body, he teased the taut skin in his path before palming the pilot's fully hard member and soft balls. Leaving soft kisses in his wake, the vampiric man slowly made a way to the blonde's ear, nipping and lapping at the soft, flushed skin. Panting and struggling to contain soft sounds that threatened to escape his mouth, the blonde squirmed and writhed under the stronger male, cock throbbing and leaking under the crimson-eyed man's strong, yet gentle touch. Releasing Cid's cock, Vincent slowly undid the front of his pants, hard flesh easily escaping its tight confines. Looking down, Cid's eyes widened at the sight of the thick, long flesh that dripped with precum.
"So, do you have any condoms here?" Vincent said, smirking at the blonde's reaction to his liberated flesh.
"'A course not! Ain't like I'm gettin' a ton 'a action out here!" Cid snapped even though his eyes remained focused on the brunette's member.
"Mm, then it looks like you are going to be unable to sit for quite a while, Chief."
"All the better," Chaos commented. "He feels wonderful when you can feel every inch of his eager body clenching tightly around your cock like a hungry whore trying to suck the cum out of you."
Chuckling at the demon's comparison, the brunette switched his grip on Cid's wrists; his clawed hand circling around the pilot's wrists as he bit down on the tip of his middle finger, carefully pulling the glove off of his hand before tossing it off of the bed. Gently pushing his fingers into the blonde's mouth, he nearly moaned at the wet heat of the pilot's tongue curled around his fingers, sucking and lapping at his long, thin fingers.
Pulling the slick digits free from the blonde's mouth, Vincent absentmindedly licked his lips as he used his knees to spread Cid's legs open wider. Getting more access to the blonde's more intimate parts, the gunner pressed one of his long fingers against the puckered entrance of the tan man. As slowly as he could manage, the brunette pushed his finger into the blonde until the knuckle. Moaning thickly, Cid arched at the intrusion, cock throbbing slightly as he felt the ex-Turk slowly pumped his finger.
Against all of his instincts, and goading demons, to pull out his finger and thrust deep inside of the willing body, Vincent languidly pumped his finger until he felt the blonde relax around his digit. Pumping his finger faster, he added a second and a third once he became accustomed to the fingers. Carefully removing his fingers, and chuckling at the soft groan of disappointment, Vincent leaned down and kissed him deeply.
"This will be quite a bit bigger than a few fingers," he murmured, pressing the slick, thick crown of his cock against the blonde's teased entrance. Moving slower than Cid liked, and avidly voiced, the taller man slowly pushed the tip of his cock into the blonde, pausing to let the pleading pilot adjust before giving in to his demands for more. Moving leisurely, he forced his way deeper and deeper into the blonde until he was firmly situated into the stocky man, balls pressed against the aviator's ass. "Better?"
"Ngh, move!" Cid snapped as he wiggled his hips.
Smirking at the reaction, Vincent pulled out until just the crown of his cock was deep inside of the blonde. Pausing for a slight second, he groaned at the tight clench of heat around his cock. Snarling at Cid's naughty smirk and wink, he surged forward sharply, thrusting hard and deep into the blonde. Reveling in the thick moans and litany of curses that escaped the blonde, he continued to eagerly pound into the panting and moaning man below him. Kissing him softly, Vincent rolled his hips as he tried to find the pilot's prostate.
Jerking as his cock throbbed, a thick moan left the pilot's mouth. "Fuck!" Encouraged by the cry against his lips, the ex-Turk took up a harder pace, making sure to hit the pilot's sweet spot repeatedly. Thick curses left Cid's lips as his body was assaulted, a thin sheen of sweat clinging to his body as he writhed, egging Vincent on with panted requests for more speed.
Granting the blonde's demands for more, Vincent was nearly winded by the force of the other man's sudden climax. The sheer power in his arched, writhing body as his muscles clamped down around his thick cock drew the gunner's release from him within a matter of thrusts. Grunting, the brunette emptied his load into the heavily panting blonde.
"Fuck, now I need a bath," Cid said lazily.
"It could have been avoided if you had condoms," Vincent relied as he chuckled.
Snorting, the blonde flipped the ex-Turk off, "Ain't like I'm gonna get knocked up, ya lanky fucker. Now, get up an' help me get into the fuckin' shower."
"Is that your way of saying that you need help?"
"Fuck you!"
"Mm, I could go for another round of fucking you, Chief..."
Chaos smirked as he looked at Death Gigas, "How does it feel to be the only one who has yet to fuck the human?"
Growling, the large demon sneered at the winged demon, "The sky child will be mine soon enough, Bat."
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Side note: As of eight last night, Eastern time, I am no longer a blonde. Random piece of information you didn't need to know. You're welcome!
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