en Face de L'Obscurité

“en Face de L'Obscurité“


Chapter 3

The wind howls outside as it is raining heavy outside, The wind sometimes slamming the rain into the window. Aside the occasional roll of thunder and the flash of lightening, all that fill the night is the rain hitting the roof.

Vincent lays on his back silent, hhesthest bare as he feels rather warm for no reason. He feels watched also, he knows that Hojo lurks nearby, echoing along the walls and down the corridors, but he doesn't flee from his bed as he'd like to. Instead he lays there and ignores the sounds and soft spoken whispers of his nemesis, watching the lightning flash on the walls.

Zack lays in his bed, soft moan from his lips. Lays in nothing but his boxers shorts as he moves some in his sleep. Dreams of what was done to' him in this mansion. Dreams of being shot. Falling... into a pit of pain. Thunder flashes showing he bites his lower lip is sis sleep.

Vincent rolls over onto his one side, just staring out of the window, the lightning flashing patterns over his face, he watches the storm through his window, since he never draws the drapes anyway, when a figure makes itself present before the window, one which usually remains hidden and whispers things to him in the night, but tonight, he made himself visual. The window opens almost as if the house was welcoming him inside. The figure was lanky as he steps in through the window. Not even wet as if the rain was so replied by the fowl man that it refused to it his body. Dark figure makes his way to Vincent. Sound of his feet on the floor proof he was in the room.

Vincent sits up quickly, sliding backwards to the edge of his bed, as far away from Hojo as possible. “You'll never die will you?” he murmurs softly, his glowing crimson eyes fixed upon Hojo. His skin almost glows in the dark from it's pale quality, and even though he looks afraid, he also looks just slightly formidable.

Hojo smiles as he seems to glide to the bed.... hand reaches out to brush Vincent's thigh in a sensual fashion. Skin almost looks totally human, except for a faint tint of green. his face narrow and slightly handsome. Black Hair hung straight down, bangs infront of his eyes and and the the rest tied back in a loose pony tail.

Hojo, "Dear, Turk...... We are both destined to live a long time.... We could make a formable team, you and I... if you just join me." Hand wanders towards Vincent's groin.

Vincent catches Hojo's hin hin his own, staring at the man in terror and anger, though the fear overpowers anything else, he's never forgotten all Hojo put him through so long ago. “Don't touch me... I will never join you.” he deadpans, his voice soft and wavering though.

Hojo leans closer to him and licks his cheek in a slow wet lick with tongue that was too long to be human and speaks softly like a lover but words not quite the traditional words of love, "Shame... You will live to regret that choice... or will you?"

Vincent shudders slightly from the touch of his wet tongue, he would never admit to himself that in some senses he found Hojo attractive, and pushed all these ideas to the back of his mind. He smirked slightly. “Is that a threat, Hojo?” he inquires waspishly, forcing himself to gain confidence. He feels almost certain also that Hojo is not armed.

Hojo, "A hint of the future to come...." An invisible hand seems to brush the area between Vincent's legs as Hojo the smirks, "I do ask you let go... unless you want to get personally close."

Vincent this time jerks away from him sharply, falling off the bed in a tangle of sheets with a loud thud and curling up in a small ball. “I don't fear you Hojo,” he snarls contradictorily, looking up at Hojo, who still stands beside his bed.

Hojo, "Then this shall be delightfully tasty.... " Then seems to step back onto the shadow... and disappear from the room. Sound of him in the walls as he seems to be moving away from the former Turk.

Zack was still locked in his dreams. Hojo seem to pass by his room. Zack then sat up in a night terror. Not awake though his eyes were wide open and he screamed... just screamed from terror his mind was locked in. Vincent staggers up from the ground, wrapping the sheets more securely around his waist and walking through to Zack's room. He can't really panic as he still feels disgusted and filthy from Hojo's close contact.

Vincent sits down on the edge of Zack's bed, shaking his shoulder gently. “ Zack...Wake up...Wake up, you're dreaming.” he murmurs softly in his ear, hoping not to have Zack awaken to knock him out.

Zack sags against him like a limp doll and eyes closed. For a second doesn't even breath, then sharp intake of breath and his eyes open slight, voice a bit hoarse and tired, "Vin...cent?"

Vincent wraps his arms around his back, holding him close to him and replying with a softly spoken “Yes?”

Zack, "For a second... Just glad it is just you." Leaning against him, in his arms, shaking like a fragile leaf hanging by think grasp to a branch in autumn. "Stay with me tonight... please?" Thunder sounds outside loud enough to rattle the walls and any dust free.

Vincent nods slightly, running one hand through his spiky mass of hair, hiding his own joy at this statement. He felt that somehow, with Zack there, Hojo would not come near him now. Zack was somehow like a kind of guard, a strange defense which forced Hojo to keep away. He wondered if maybe Hojo feared Zack a little. He could well do.

Vincent pulled back a little and smiled reassuringly at him, “Of course I'll stay with you. Will you be alright though?” he inquires, pushing Hojo to the back of his mind once more and concentrating on Zack.

Zack, "If.. you're here I will be." Bluish purple mako eyes look at Vincent, happy to hear he was going to stay with him and lays back in the bed again.... making room for Vincent to join him. Felt so safe with is former Turk. Safe from his own fear of going insane like Sephiroth.

Vincent nods slightly, smiling at him a moment then laying down besides him and wrapping his arms loosely around Zack's waist, so as that should he feel odd, he could pull away easily.

He seems to press against Vincent as he starts to relax more, his shaking even stops. Felt so safe and warm. Not like the dreams of being so cold. So alone. "Thanks....." Murmurs so softly..." his am ontop of Vincent's as if making sure he was real. Slips into a more gentle peaceful sleep.

Vincent holds him tightly, knowing he won't sleep tonight. He knew as soon as he got into bed that it would be futile, it was just one of those nights, besides, he never needed much sleep anyway.

Next morning, as the sun streams light into the room. Clouds were still in the sky but not as many. Storm had stopped and was moving out of the area. Sir had a clean fresh smell that comes after a good rain. Full of both life and promise. Zack still sleep peacefully in Vincent's arms. His left hand, which sat the tattoo of the infinity symbol, still rested over Vincent's arm. The tattoo was black and not very pretty. Otherwise he looks like a sleeping angel. Morning light seems to compliment his beauty. Soft grunt and a yawn as he starts to wake up. Vincent smiles slightly, looking down at Zack a moment, pondering over how the other man will react at Vincent being in his bed and if he'd ever remember. Zack seems to him the type who'd wake up in the morning and for the first few seconds be confused even if he was in his own bed.

Vincent states simply, “Morning,” not mentioning any of his thoughts.

Zack blinks as if trying to get his bearings and then smiles as he was reluctant to leave this warm bed. Wiggles a bit as if enjoying this. "Morning... " Yawns like a kid as his mind wake up. Then he realizes what he is doing and blush crosses his cheeks. "Thanks Vincent, for staying with me." How good it felt to be held by Vincent. Reminded him how he used to snuggle with Aeris in bed.

Vincent smiles back in reply, stretching out himself, feeling as awake as the night before. He moves to stand from the bed, swinging his legs round and allowing them to dangle off the edge, just thinking for a moment.

Zack frowns a second before climbs out of bed and starts doing push-ups on the floor. He was doing them the army style of course... has since he went to basic training. His body a beauty of muscle that wasn’t too much. "So... I hope you got some rest too... "

Vincent shrugs a little, watching him, mildly entranced by the ripple of muscle over his shoulders as he pushes down and then up again. “I don't really sleep much.” he replies simply, not looking away from him once.

Zack, "Hmmmm... I think today I feel like waffles! I make killer waffles... " He grunts a bit as he speaks, going to some sit ups, using the bed to brace his legs..... "I usually do some exorcise in the morning, helps wake me up." remembers how Vincent’s skin felt against his own and gets a another blush.

Vincent smiles slightly. “You have a very good physique.” he replies neutrally, though infact what he wanted to say was “I've never met anyone who looked so damn good in the morning.” He instead adds “I'm sure your waffles are killers indeed. I will be aware for symptoms of Salmonella.” he laughs lightly, standing from the bed and stretching out properly, log oug out of the window a moment.

Zack stops as he had to watch that slender body stretch.... Moan almost escape his lips. Felt himself become more aroused by the sight of Vincent. Light danced acrossed his body, making him to Zack look like an angel of the morning. Scars as if he battled demons, warrior of slender beauty. Raven hair against fine pale skin. "You are the most beautiful person I ever seen..." He says not aware he even spoke his thoughts.

Vincent pauses a moment in mid stretch, staring straight ahead at the wall. A small smile stretches his lips, but he forces himself to return to his usual, deadpan expression. He turns to face Zack and watches him a moment, raising one eyebrow slightly. “Pardon?” he inquires in his soft tone, his own eyes roving subtly over Zack's body.

Zack blinks and then blushes a bit more, "I said you are the most beautiful person I ever seen... " Hoping his erection wasn't too obvious in his boxers. Glad he never went for the tight briefs or it would be both obvious and painful. Standing up slowly, wanting to touch him again. More personally this time.

Vincent smiles a little, this time a slight blush rising to his cheeks. Though he keeps a hold of his cool exterior relatively well, he is surprised at Zack's ease with saying this. “I... You're amazing... You're... So perfect...” Vincent pauses a moment, his speech stilted as he tries to explain himself in words but not finding the right ones. “I um...Like you alot.” he finishes lamely, smiling weakly.

Zack walks over, " I thought I was the only one thinking such things..." hand tenderly brushes Vincent's cheek softly, "I have feelings I haven't felt since... I am about to do something blunt and maybe rash.... " As he leans in to kiss those pale lovely lips with his own. Need to feel warm skin against his again. Touch sent shivers through his body.

Vincent moves his human hand upwards to rest upon Zack's lean but muscled torso, leaning close himself, looking him intently in the eye. “Not at all...” he replies softly, pressing his lips gently to Zack's, closing his eyes lightly and stepping closer to him, his blush growing even more as it's been so long for him.

Tongue slips between those same lips to invade that sweet mouth and taste it as Zack presses against Vincent in needful fashion. Hand on Vincent's ass, pulling him closer to press their groins together. Soft muffles moan. Vincent gasps softly in reply, surprised by Zack's needy behavior, he allows his tongue to intertwine with Zack's, his arms wrapping lightly around Zack's neck, but his claw still well out of the way. Zack strips away the last of what covers Vincent, so his free hand may stroke him, kissing passionately as he starts guiding him towards the bed they just recently left, trying to guide him onto it. Needed to make love to him in a way he never felt with Aeris. Vincent allows him to guide him to the bed, submitting to Zack as he usually wouldn\or mor most. He trusts him more than most, he realizes, that in this short time he trusts Zack more than folks he'd known for years. He kisses Zack back in reply to his, his own hand tracing the muscular plains of his body. Zack broke from the kiss to start licking down Vincent's body, pausing to play with a nipple using his tongue, then slides down the stomach to his groin. hand grasps Vincent's member as his lips slip over the tip and start to lick and suckle slowly. Vincent's breathing grows faster as he moans softly, his heart beat increasing as he clings with his claw to the bed beneath him, his hand resting lightly on the back of Zack's hair, stroking his long dark hair. Mouth suckles harder as he starts to deep throat the other man, hand rubbing his balls and the other his thigh, enjoying the taste of his skin and the moans that sound like sweet music. He moans louder, integrating Zack's name with his sounds of pleasure now and again, he can feel himself coming closer to the edge. As he suckles, hand slips and starts fingering Vincent, so when he is done here, might not have to wait to start with th real fun, suckling lovingly on the former Turk, hearing him call his name almost too much for the man trying to be patient. He wanted to take him more then ever. Vincent cries out Zack's name one last time, feeling himself climax, his seed shooting out into Zack's mouth, stars shooting before his eyes.

Zack swallows it down as it shoots into his throat, comes up to catch his breath but doesn't pause..... "I need to take you, Vincent.... I can't wait any longer..." moans in a husky manner as he lays Vincent'; back, lifting his legs apart.... getting ready tsh ish into him, "If you don't want this... tell me now, cause I won't me able to just stop.."

Vincent nods quickly, his eyes still closed tightly as he falls from his orgasm. “Yes...Yes I want this, God, just do it Zack.” he replies, his own voice breathy with his arousal as he opens one I and looks downwards at Zack, smiling slightly at him. “I love you.” he deadpans bluntly, still looking Zack in the ey
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Zack looks him in the eyes and speaks with pure honestly, "I love you too.." Pushes into Vincent all the way into his tight body, moaning from the sweet warm feel. Starts thrusting into him, making love, kissing his lips as those long graceful legs are draped over his shoulders. Holding him close and speeding gradually, pushing deeper and harder.

Vincent gasps softly at the entrance, tensing slightly as he practically clings to Zack, trusting him completely as he kisses him needily on the lips, still mildly shocked at the sensation of being filled so completely.

Zack, "Oh Vincent..... " No longer can hold back as he thrusts deep and fast into him, almost pulling out all the way to thrust it back into him. suckling on his neck and earlobe as his hand pinches a nipple between two fingers. feel some sweat on his skin as he takes the other man.

Vincent cries out, feeling his X-spot being thrust against as Zack makes love to him, their bodies seeming to merge as he feels nothing but want for the other man. Thrusting against him, feeling as they were one person, parts of something bigger that finally found each other. Their moans intermingling sweetly as Zack feels himself approach climax. His hand wraps around Vincent and pumps to help the other speed towards the same climax.

Zack, "Oh, god, Vincent.... !"

Vincent tips his head back, crying out louder as he climaxes all over his and Zack's stomach, crying out his lover's name for him, his body tensing as waves of pleasure run through him.That sweet body tenses around Zack and he feels sweet pleasure as he cums hard into Vincent. Cries out Vincent;s name as he bucks hard into him to give a few soft thrusts into him. Breathing hard he slumps against the former Turk. feeling their heart beets going fast and as one. Never felt more complete as he did now. Not even when he was with Aeris. Unaware of the growl that seem to move through the mansion from the man named Hojo. Just the bliss of the moment. His senses scattered happily.

Vincent collapsesinstinst Zack, resting his head against his shoulder as he traces his fingers over Zack's frame gently, nuzzling against his shoulder as he purrs softly underneath his breath. “Hmm...I love you so much.” he murmurs softly, running his tongue gently up the side of his tanned, muscular neck.

Soft sigh of contentment, "Aye, I finally found my home... never felt so complete..." Pulls out of him to lay against him, "Hmmm.. that was the most delicious breakfast you ever made me." Joking some, but said with satisfaction.

He laughs softly into Zack's shoulder, the sound muffled a little but still decipherable. He sighs softly in content and almost clings to Zack, fearing his loss of happiness even at this point.

Then Zack sits up with a wide smile, "Oh... I still have to make us some waffles... " His stomach makes a grumble noise and he chuckles embarrassed like. "Can you help make make some waffles?" Heard cooking with someone can be a sensual act.. niggles on an earlobe."

Vincent smirks slightly, kissing Zack lightly on the lips. “I have a funny feeling that doing anything with you would eventually end up as a 'sensual act' no matter what it was.”

Zack, "So.. I tend to be a lil horney... Take me for all I am, buddy." Gently pokes his chest as he gets up to dress again. Turns and winks at him, giving him an extra special smile that only Aeris saw. his gift to Vincent. mainly extra social because it was just a smile that reflected his love, unrestrained in anyway.

Vincent smiles back in reply, wondering if what he is feeling right now actually is love, since he has never truly loved before apart from Lucrecia. Even that he now reconsiders somehow compared to this. He watches Zack silently, remaining laying on the bed, just watching him as he moves, the way he preformed every small action.

when done dressing, Zack turns to him . Never ted ted his feelings. maybe his sanity but never his feelings. Hojo on the other hand sat in the basement sulking. Vincent has gone for that ground trooper. He didn't like being second to anyone. Howls in anger that seem to vibrate in the walls. then he slinks off to th shadows where he usually stays. He shall make the Turk suffer in a cruel way for choosing Zack. He shall.....

Vincent could hear Hojo's rage from the basement, but he felt little fear, he had Zack now, and somehow he felt no fear at all. With Zack, he felt he could ignore Hojo, maybe he'd fade away to the world of dead, where he clearly belonged. He rolls over onto his stomach, resting his chin on both his palms and looking at Zack a moment, smiling slightly.

Zack, "Oh... better idea.. you stay here and I'll bring you breakfast. God what is that? Nevermind, that if he comes again, I'll wail his ass out of the planet. I owe him w hurt on anyway." Kisses Vincent tenderly and lovingly, "Love you... " and heads on down.

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