"In From the Snow", A "Hazard Pay" Interlude
In From the Snow
Fandom: FFVII, Advent Children
Main Pairing: Reno/Cloud, this part Vincent/?
Rating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: references to the movie
Warnings: yaoi
A/N: This part occurs between part 6 and part 7 of "Hazard Pay" and reveals who Vincent's lover is. Hmpf, and I really need to make a Vincent icon.
EDIT: Yay, photoshopped a Vinnie icon last night, er, early this morning
Vincent made his way back through the snow choked streets, easily melting in and out of the shadows created by the tall buildings and the lack of street lighting. Vincent had no fear of wandering alone during the perilous wee hours of the night. He was by far the most dangerous creature roaming that night. Even so, he quickened his pace as he got closer to his destination. He had spent far longer than he had meant to scouting the wintry landscape around the 7th Heaven before actually checking in with Cloud and Reno. Although the changes to his body made him ageless and nearly invulnerable, the dreadful cold was making his left arm ache badly where the metal gauntlet fused with flesh. It was a bone deep ache that he would be glad to sooth in a warm bath and a comforting, familiar environment.
At last Vincent turned the last corner and approached from the back of the apartment building, using the security card that he had long had the possession of to let him in the back door and access the service elevators. So late at night the corridors were deserted, all the residents snug warmly in their beds, the power still being functional in this sector. Vincent stopped at the correct door and slid the security card in the slot, opening the door soundlessly and slipping inside. A small light had been left burning for him and also provided the secondary purpose of illuminating the person in the doorway while leaving the rest of the room in shadow.
Vincent heard the soft click of a safety being returned to the on position of a service pistol and let out a soft sigh. Although he was expected at even such a late hour Vincent was glad that the apartment's owner never took any unnecessary risks.
"You took longer than I expected," a deep voice rumbled from the darkness.
Vincent took off his snow wet mantle and flicked an amused glance towards the tall figure he could now see looming in the room. He draped the wet cape over a standing coat rack and kicked off his boots on the linoleum floor of the vestibule. Unwrapping his head scarf to free his inky black hair, Vincent ran his hands, both flesh and metal claw, through it to untangle the damp mass. Freed of constraint, it fell over his shoulders down his back and strands dangled tantalizingly over his glowing eyes. He heard an approving chuckle and a slow exhale of desire from his host.
"I wanted to make sure the power outage was just from the weather and not from more vandalism. I also went to the 7th Heaven to check on Cloud since Tifa and the kids are away."
Vincent moved in a smooth, sensual glide across the room to teasingly rub his flesh hand from the waistband of loose, sleeping pants up the ridged flatness of his lover's abdomen to graze a taut pectoral muscle and finally wrap around the back of a thick, strong neck. A tightening of the abdominal muscles and a sharp intake of breath were the only evidence that the gesture was arousing. Vincent wasn't fooled. They say that still waters run deep, and Vincent knew intimately the passionate depths concealed beneath the placid surface of this quiet man.
With a rumbling growl of possession, Vincent was pulled into a tight embrace and large, warm hands streaked up his back to tangle in the black hair that was still chill with the winter wind. He leaned into the strong bare chest and soaked up the warm that seemed to seep into the coldness of his cheek. Vincent wanted to feel more of that living warmth against his own flesh and pulled back just enough to loosen the fastenings of his clothing, dropping them at his feet and stepping back into the warm of the welcome embrace. Arms tightened obligingly around his pale form and fingers traced intricate patterns on his back, following the ridges of old scars while soft, full lips brushed the shell of his ear and blew a warm puff of breath into the canal to make Vincent shudder.
After so many years without human contact and the heightened awareness of his senses, it only took the smallest touches and gestures to make Vincent tremble with desire. His lover took quiet delight in exploring every time they were together to find more hidden spots to wring a stifled moan of need from Vincent.
"Reno was with Cloud and the obvious bruises and bites on Cloud's neck let me know I had interrupted something," Vincent said softly, amusement coloring his tone. "Reno was nearly bristling with possessiveness like a mountain wolf. I almost expected him to drag Cloud back by the scruff of his neck."
The other man snorted at the image of Reno flashing a warning with his unusual aquamarine eyes and red hair fuzzing like an irate cat over Vincent's intrusion, then he sobered quickly.
"Do you think either of them have any idea what they are getting in to?"
Vincent walked backward through the apartment, unerringly leading his lover to the bedroom and the very comfortable king size bed.
"I think," Vincent said slowly. "that neither one of them are sure of their own intentions. They are probably both thinking of it as a one night thing, but if Reno's reactions are any indication, he at least is subconsciously considering something more serious. If nothing else, he *is* very worried over what Cloud's reaction will be about the truth of his assignment."
The other man hummed thoughtfully and pushed firmly against Vincent's chest. Vincent allowed himself to fall backwards amongst the luxurious pillows and downy comforter on the big bed. His lover stripped the black pants and briefs from his body and tossed them away. He smoothed his hands up firm calves and muscled thighs, admiring the way the darkness of his own hands contrasted with the milk white smoothness of the skin he loved to touch and taste. Suiting action to thought he darted out a pink tongue to lave the crease where inner thigh connected to the groin. He fastened his lips to the sensitive skin and sucked gently to bring the blood to the surface. Vincent arched into the touch and his flesh hand bumped over the multiple piercings in his lover's left ear to grip firmly into a broad shoulder.
"We may have to..." Vincent swallowed and tried again. "We may have to intervene if they get too stupid about this."
His lover wrapped a few locks of black hair around his fist and tugged teasingly while giving feathery little licks to the fully erect cock poised before him. After several minutes of delicious torment, he finally took the swollen head into his mouth and sucked hard, forcing a gasping cry from Vincent. Satisfied that he had Vincent's complete attention he crawled up the pale body and settled his weight between spread thighs to grind their erections together.
"Fine," He growled. "If they completely fuck it up we'll step in, but not tonight. Tonight's for us and it's been too damn long."
Vincent nodded once in complete agreement and slipped a hand under a pillow where he knew a tube of lube was habitually kept. He slapped it into his lover's dark hand and closed his eyes to savor the feel of the large, hard body covering his while his lover dribbled the slick onto his fingers. Vincent writhed when he felt slippery fingers circle delicately around his entrance, dipping in only briefly to coat the inner edges. His lover was in the mood to tease tonight and he would have to be more vocal and demanding than usual to get what he wanted.
Vincent almost unwillingly whispered breathless praise and pleas for more, growing louder as first one, then two fingers entered and stretched, always stopping just short of the spot that would send sparks of pleasure through his body. When his body was trembling so violently that his hair was whipping around and sticking to his sweaty face, his lover finally removed his fingers and positioned himself between Vincent's legs, draping them over his upper arms.
"Vincent!" He commanded and waited until glowing amber eyes met and saw the request for permission in his own dark brown gaze.
Vincent allowed himself a tiny smile and opened himself even more.
"Yes, Rude," Vincent said and gave a shout as his lover thrust in deeply.
They coupled fast and furiously, nearly violently, until first Vincent, then Rude voiced their hoarse cries of completion. Rude lay on his back letting his breathing and the thudding of his heart settle back to normal while stroking a large hand through the silky black hair of the man resting his head on his chest.
"You know they are both too hot headed and short tempered to get it right the first time," Rude mused sleepily.
"Yes," Vincent sighed.
"Hmm, then we better get some rest. You staying?"
"I think I can be persuaded to stay in from the snow and ice," Vincent said.
"Good," said Rude and pulled the downy comforter over both their spent and sated bodies.
Fandom: FFVII, Advent Children
Main Pairing: Reno/Cloud, this part Vincent/?
Rating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: references to the movie
Warnings: yaoi
A/N: This part occurs between part 6 and part 7 of "Hazard Pay" and reveals who Vincent's lover is. Hmpf, and I really need to make a Vincent icon.
EDIT: Yay, photoshopped a Vinnie icon last night, er, early this morning
Vincent made his way back through the snow choked streets, easily melting in and out of the shadows created by the tall buildings and the lack of street lighting. Vincent had no fear of wandering alone during the perilous wee hours of the night. He was by far the most dangerous creature roaming that night. Even so, he quickened his pace as he got closer to his destination. He had spent far longer than he had meant to scouting the wintry landscape around the 7th Heaven before actually checking in with Cloud and Reno. Although the changes to his body made him ageless and nearly invulnerable, the dreadful cold was making his left arm ache badly where the metal gauntlet fused with flesh. It was a bone deep ache that he would be glad to sooth in a warm bath and a comforting, familiar environment.
At last Vincent turned the last corner and approached from the back of the apartment building, using the security card that he had long had the possession of to let him in the back door and access the service elevators. So late at night the corridors were deserted, all the residents snug warmly in their beds, the power still being functional in this sector. Vincent stopped at the correct door and slid the security card in the slot, opening the door soundlessly and slipping inside. A small light had been left burning for him and also provided the secondary purpose of illuminating the person in the doorway while leaving the rest of the room in shadow.
Vincent heard the soft click of a safety being returned to the on position of a service pistol and let out a soft sigh. Although he was expected at even such a late hour Vincent was glad that the apartment's owner never took any unnecessary risks.
"You took longer than I expected," a deep voice rumbled from the darkness.
Vincent took off his snow wet mantle and flicked an amused glance towards the tall figure he could now see looming in the room. He draped the wet cape over a standing coat rack and kicked off his boots on the linoleum floor of the vestibule. Unwrapping his head scarf to free his inky black hair, Vincent ran his hands, both flesh and metal claw, through it to untangle the damp mass. Freed of constraint, it fell over his shoulders down his back and strands dangled tantalizingly over his glowing eyes. He heard an approving chuckle and a slow exhale of desire from his host.
"I wanted to make sure the power outage was just from the weather and not from more vandalism. I also went to the 7th Heaven to check on Cloud since Tifa and the kids are away."
Vincent moved in a smooth, sensual glide across the room to teasingly rub his flesh hand from the waistband of loose, sleeping pants up the ridged flatness of his lover's abdomen to graze a taut pectoral muscle and finally wrap around the back of a thick, strong neck. A tightening of the abdominal muscles and a sharp intake of breath were the only evidence that the gesture was arousing. Vincent wasn't fooled. They say that still waters run deep, and Vincent knew intimately the passionate depths concealed beneath the placid surface of this quiet man.
With a rumbling growl of possession, Vincent was pulled into a tight embrace and large, warm hands streaked up his back to tangle in the black hair that was still chill with the winter wind. He leaned into the strong bare chest and soaked up the warm that seemed to seep into the coldness of his cheek. Vincent wanted to feel more of that living warmth against his own flesh and pulled back just enough to loosen the fastenings of his clothing, dropping them at his feet and stepping back into the warm of the welcome embrace. Arms tightened obligingly around his pale form and fingers traced intricate patterns on his back, following the ridges of old scars while soft, full lips brushed the shell of his ear and blew a warm puff of breath into the canal to make Vincent shudder.
After so many years without human contact and the heightened awareness of his senses, it only took the smallest touches and gestures to make Vincent tremble with desire. His lover took quiet delight in exploring every time they were together to find more hidden spots to wring a stifled moan of need from Vincent.
"Reno was with Cloud and the obvious bruises and bites on Cloud's neck let me know I had interrupted something," Vincent said softly, amusement coloring his tone. "Reno was nearly bristling with possessiveness like a mountain wolf. I almost expected him to drag Cloud back by the scruff of his neck."
The other man snorted at the image of Reno flashing a warning with his unusual aquamarine eyes and red hair fuzzing like an irate cat over Vincent's intrusion, then he sobered quickly.
"Do you think either of them have any idea what they are getting in to?"
Vincent walked backward through the apartment, unerringly leading his lover to the bedroom and the very comfortable king size bed.
"I think," Vincent said slowly. "that neither one of them are sure of their own intentions. They are probably both thinking of it as a one night thing, but if Reno's reactions are any indication, he at least is subconsciously considering something more serious. If nothing else, he *is* very worried over what Cloud's reaction will be about the truth of his assignment."
The other man hummed thoughtfully and pushed firmly against Vincent's chest. Vincent allowed himself to fall backwards amongst the luxurious pillows and downy comforter on the big bed. His lover stripped the black pants and briefs from his body and tossed them away. He smoothed his hands up firm calves and muscled thighs, admiring the way the darkness of his own hands contrasted with the milk white smoothness of the skin he loved to touch and taste. Suiting action to thought he darted out a pink tongue to lave the crease where inner thigh connected to the groin. He fastened his lips to the sensitive skin and sucked gently to bring the blood to the surface. Vincent arched into the touch and his flesh hand bumped over the multiple piercings in his lover's left ear to grip firmly into a broad shoulder.
"We may have to..." Vincent swallowed and tried again. "We may have to intervene if they get too stupid about this."
His lover wrapped a few locks of black hair around his fist and tugged teasingly while giving feathery little licks to the fully erect cock poised before him. After several minutes of delicious torment, he finally took the swollen head into his mouth and sucked hard, forcing a gasping cry from Vincent. Satisfied that he had Vincent's complete attention he crawled up the pale body and settled his weight between spread thighs to grind their erections together.
"Fine," He growled. "If they completely fuck it up we'll step in, but not tonight. Tonight's for us and it's been too damn long."
Vincent nodded once in complete agreement and slipped a hand under a pillow where he knew a tube of lube was habitually kept. He slapped it into his lover's dark hand and closed his eyes to savor the feel of the large, hard body covering his while his lover dribbled the slick onto his fingers. Vincent writhed when he felt slippery fingers circle delicately around his entrance, dipping in only briefly to coat the inner edges. His lover was in the mood to tease tonight and he would have to be more vocal and demanding than usual to get what he wanted.
Vincent almost unwillingly whispered breathless praise and pleas for more, growing louder as first one, then two fingers entered and stretched, always stopping just short of the spot that would send sparks of pleasure through his body. When his body was trembling so violently that his hair was whipping around and sticking to his sweaty face, his lover finally removed his fingers and positioned himself between Vincent's legs, draping them over his upper arms.
"Vincent!" He commanded and waited until glowing amber eyes met and saw the request for permission in his own dark brown gaze.
Vincent allowed himself a tiny smile and opened himself even more.
"Yes, Rude," Vincent said and gave a shout as his lover thrust in deeply.
They coupled fast and furiously, nearly violently, until first Vincent, then Rude voiced their hoarse cries of completion. Rude lay on his back letting his breathing and the thudding of his heart settle back to normal while stroking a large hand through the silky black hair of the man resting his head on his chest.
"You know they are both too hot headed and short tempered to get it right the first time," Rude mused sleepily.
"Yes," Vincent sighed.
"Hmm, then we better get some rest. You staying?"
"I think I can be persuaded to stay in from the snow and ice," Vincent said.
"Good," said Rude and pulled the downy comforter over both their spent and sated bodies.