Bloody valentine

Chapter 3:
Vincent groaned, slowly blinking his eyes open. They first focused onto a standing body, though he could not tell who it was at first. He was being dragged on what felt like a make-shift stretcher. His eyes closed once more, listening to everything happening around him. He could hear the people near him talking, whispering to try and not wake him, but he was already awake.
“So…how long has it been so far? Do you think he will be alright?” It sounded like the female, Tifa was it? She sounded worried. Was it because of him? Or was it because of Cloud. Cloud! His eyes went to blink open again, but a cold cloth was placed over them, the hand moving to caress his cheek softly. It was not a female’s hand, but it was surprisingly gentle. “Don’t worry about him Tifa…He was worse off when I woke from the fall…he heals fast.” That was Cloud’s voice. He relaxed even more, no longer having to worry about Cloud. He could only guess it was Barrett dragging him. He felt rather uneasy about simply laying there, but he was worried. Not about himself, but about what had happened when they landed. He had no memory of them hitting the other side, or about landing when the bridge fell. For a moment Vincent simply laid there, enjoying the soothing feel of the cold cloth on his forehead, letting the ach seep out of it.
Something though caused the hairs on the back of his neck raise. Soon, before anyone noticed what had happened, Vincent was up from the stretcher and his gun drawn. He was in the air, aiming at a spot he had the feeling coming from, not realizing what had been going on, only that he had to attack. The others barely had time to turn, seeing the cloth falling to the ground. Cloud reached up to grip onto the hilt of his blade, starting to draw it as Vincent fired off a few shots. A creature screeching as it skidded to a stop. The creature was a (thunder bird, look up name), one that had been stalking them. Vincent landed with a soft thud, grunting as he fell to one knee. He panted softly, the pain of his landing having caught up to him. His back hurt so much, like he had a giant whole in his back. He felt his head swim, his vision blurring as he felt strong arms wrap around his chest. One of the hands was strange, it had to be Barret. The cold metal wrapped around his chest with the other hand, lifting him and helping him stand.
Tifa and Cloud moved to help him walk, Cloud wrapping his arm around his shoulder, Tifa’s surprisingly soft hands held his back and stomach as he almost stumbled back to the makeshift stretcher. “Easy Vincent…you had a bad fall, your back is healed but you still need to rest.” Vincent groaned softly as he laid down onto the cloth stretcher, panting softly as he started to relax. “Ngh…what…happened?” Tifa spoke to answer, though he knew Cloud would know more than anyone. “We were hoping…that you could tell us…”Vincent slowly closed his eyes, letting himself drift off to sleep.
It was unlike Vincent, to simply drift away from his problems. But as he slept his mind went back, possibly too far. Before he knew it, he was waking in the shade of a tree, looking up at his Lucretsia, who was smiling at him. Was he dead? She was speaking, but her voice, sounded so distant. He reached out to her, wanting to go back to that time. But his memory stayed all it was, that day so long ago. But he could hear her voice, ringing in his head. “I’m so sorry…Don’t be afraid…I’m so sorry…” He could not understand. It was all so confusing. Why was she so sorry? It was his fault. He couldn’t stop her, he couldn’t save her. She seemed to fade away slowly, causing Vincent to start to panic, reaching out to her. She faded more and more by the second, which only caused Vincent to wake gasping loudly.
Vincent blinked as he looked around, his eyes adjusting quickly to the dim light of the cavern. He looked around, seeing the three others sleeping in different areas. Tifa was curled in a ball, sleeping with her back to the wall, her stomach guarded by her strong legs and arms. Barret was sleeping on his back, his gun arm laid across his broad chest, his leg twitching slightly as he shifted in his sleep, snoring rather guttural. Vincent had to look around, seeking out the last member. Cloud laid on his side, gripping tightly to his blade, almost not asleep. He watched the barely moving male, his stomach moving only slightly as he slept. He stepped slowly over the male, heading out to stare up at the night sky.
Vincent watched the stars sparkle in the sky, dancing in their own music. The moon shone brightly in the dark sky. The sweet scent of the crisp air was mixed with the stench of the refinery not too far away. The Mako reactor was not far away. How long had he been out? He didn’t even stir as he was joined. Cloud had been awake apparently, and was simply waiting. Whether it was for him or an attack was unknown. “Vincent…how are you feeling? You were looking pretty bad earlier…” Vincent looked at Cloud from the corner of his eyes, then back at the moon. “What happened back there...when we landed after the bridge collapsed.”
Cloud sighed, looking up at the moon as well, his eyes raging with emotions. “Vincent…I doubt anyone could understand what had happened.” Vincent let the quiet night settle around the both of them, thinking. Cloud was slightly antsy, almost nervous. “Vincent…do you remember…what Hojo did to you?” Vincent’s eyes widened slightly, memories and pain flooding back to him as he fought the memories back, though they flooded his head. He shook his head, reaching a hand up to hold his forehead, trying to clear his thoughts. Before he knew what was happening, he felt two hands on his face, cupping his chin, holding him still. “Vincent! Vincent come back to me! Vincent!” Vincent blinked softly, looking up into Cloud’s eyes. It gave him something to focus on. He went to say something, to thank him possibly, but Cloud took the initiative, leaning in as he gently pulled that strong jaw down, taking Vincent’s mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.
Vincent’s eyes went wide once more, now in shock as Cloud took advantage of his mouth. Vincent soon recovered, turning his face away, pulling out of the kiss as he panted softly, confused and lost. He wanted to say something, but no words could come to his lips. Cloud had stolen them in that kiss. He wanted to tell Cloud no as Cloud reached for his cheeks, Lucretsia running through his mind, but it was her voice, telling him it was all going to be o.k. that brought his lips back to Cloud’s. Their kiss rivaled any either had ever experienced before. Hands moved to caress the other’s body, gripping at clothing and flesh, tearing and ripping.
Vincent was losing himself in the passion of the moment, until Cloud gasped, wincing as the golden claw dug into his hip, causing blood to drip across his clothing. The sweet scent of blood invaded Vincent’s nose, driving his pants to grow even tighter than they were. He looked down at the blood, raising his claw to gently lick the blood from it. He reached to slide the claw off, the claw coming off easily to his nimble fingers, which seemed to take Cloud by surprise. Vincent pressed both hands to Cloud’s body, drawing him away from the cave, kissing along his flesh as he went.
Cloud groaned, being pressed to a rock wall as he felt his shirt raising, Vincent kneeling as he kissed along Cloud’s tender flesh. Cloud’s soft moan caressed Vincent’s ears, driving him even lustier then he was before. He felt his pants slowly lowering, the cool night air caressed his damp, sweat covered legs and hips, his boxers tenting from the stiffening meat hanging between his legs. Vincent eyed the tenting boxers with animalistic greed, pressing soft kisses to the length, using his teeth to tenderly tease his flesh through the soft cotton cloth.
Cloud’s groans were sweet as sugar and the salty sweat as savory as the thick roll of meat seemed to be. He used his teeth to slowly inch the boxers down, freeing the throbbing flesh. His lips curved across his face into a wicked grin as his lips slowly parted, his hot breath caressing the steaming fresh, causing it to twitch in anticipation. Cloud whimpered with need, panting softly as he stared down at that wild head of hair, reaching a hand down to tangle it’s digits in those locks. He tugged softly as he groaned, panting softly as he rolled his hips to gently thrust towards the curved lips of Vincent, wanting so badly to feel that wicked mouth around his bare flesh. Vincent chuckled darkly, licking at the tip as if it were a small sweet candy, savoring the taste of the flesh as Vincent drew it deeply into his mouth, almost down his throat in the first slow and fluid movement.
Cloud gasped as his eyes went wide, pre shooting out into that mouth so easily, the seed eagerly drunk up by the savage male kneeling before him. There was no wind on this eerie night, yet this dark male’s cloak danced around his own armored feet like living creatures. His hair swayed as his head bobbed slowly, tongue racing along the flesh, drawing it to quiver eagerly, shooting streams of pleasure through the groin of the male who’s arousal he was devouring. Cloud gripped painfully tight to the hair in his hands, pulling at it, wanting Vincent off before he came, not wanting to finish like this, wanting to experience all of the male where they would not be found. Vincent didn’t move much more than to bob his head, his hands gripping at the other’s hips, steadying himself as well as controlling the other, keeping him where he wanted him. Cloud bit hard onto his bottom lip, his muscles straining as he fought to control himself, as well as to pull the other off of him without hurting either of them.
Vincent suddenly blinked, slowing as he timidly pulled away, smelling a strange, familiar scent that scent a shiver down his spine. He felt a droplet fall onto his arm, slowly almost fearfully turning to stare at the crimson droplet as another fell, marking his arm a second time. His hands were covered with the blood fo his past and memories, now this new friend that had saved him was bleeding from his actions. He timidly looked up the pale male’s body, his eyes shimmering with a soft range of emotions as he noticed the other with his eyes clamped shut, his bottom lip bleeding from where his teeth had dug into it. Vincent’s hands quickly pulled away from the other’s pale hips, moving rather too quickly as he stumbled backwards, falling to land on his hands, staring at Cloud’s pants around his feet as he slowly fell to his knees, his arousal twitching madly. “v-Vincent…”
Vincent shook his head slowly, then moved in a fluid movement, moving to slip over the side of the path they had used to reach that spot, vanishing into the dark night. Cloud could only pant, whimpering Vincent’s name sensually as his hands shot to his trembling arousal, slowly and gently moving his hands and fingers to stroke his steaming flesh, trying to ease the desire and need buried in the pits of his heart and groin. “v-Vincent….Vincent!” Vincent sat on a rock, staring at the drop of blood left on his gauntlet before he slowly, sensually drew his tongue across the gleaming metal, cleaning the blood off. After his gauntlet was cleaned off he dawned it once more. Locking the metal in place he turned his attention to the fresher blood on his left arm. A sad look came across his eyes as his cloak moved in the now soft wind, dancing along his arm, almost as if it was trying to wipe the blood off itself. Sighing Vincent moved the arm up, drawing his tongue across his own dirty flesh, grimacing at the taste. Bletching slightly he walked from his perch as he searched for a pool, anything to bathe in.
It took some time, but he soon found a pool of nearly clear liquid to draw himself into. Discarding his clothing and armor for the moment he lowered himself slowly into the cold water, using his bare hands to gently caress his own skin, removing much dirt as he contemplated what to do about his throbbing problem that had been formerly covered by his clothing. Cloud was beautiful, but Lucretsia popped once more into his mind, scattering his thoughts. He shook his head once more, simply bathing for the moment, not trying to focus on anything specific at the moment. Something played at the back of his mind, a warning soft and subtle, but he pushed it away as he leaned himself back into the water, dunking his head and hair into the water. Vincent let himself relax and let his thoughts drift away in the water. He drifted away to another time, long ago when he saw Lucretsia for the first time. But his thoughts faded as he felt the water move. It was subtle and almost unnoticeable. Vincent’s eyes opened as he looked through the water, not knowing how long he had been under water, only that he was still not needing to breathe. He knew he always had a good ability to hold his breath, but it was getting stronger. H looked around, realizing he had sank into the water, falling rather deeply as he looked around, seeing a small opening in the rock that made the pool. Spinning himself around he started to swim into the opening, fallowing it into the mountain, searching for it’s exit. He didn’t know why he was drawn, but he was. Slowly he found the exit, running low on breath as he hit it.
Vincent surfaced as he gasped loudly, his hair flaring out behind him as he came out of the water to gasp for breath, his chest coming out of the water as he surfaced, his hair flared out like whips from his head as his head tilted up, his neck exposed beautifully. He lowered as his momentum died off, allowing him to lower so only his head and shoulders were over the water. He looked around, frowning slightly. Something was watching him. He swam to the edge of the water, pulling himself out as he sat on the edge, looking around, trying to find the creature watching him. He frowned, looking around before he sighed, not seeing anything. He looked down to notice his still hard arousal and rolled his eyes, spreading his legs as he tried to calm his mind and body. Sadly he was still hard as he was knocked into the water by something.
Vincent cried out under the water, his hands gripping at the creature that was wrapping around his body, it’s bright evil eyes locking onto his own. Vincent closed his eyes, kicking off of something to let himself surface as he gasped for air once more. He saw his attacker raise with him, a large snake with shimmering scales. He growled angrily, only to curse, grabbing to hold the snake’s head as it launched to bite him, keeping it at bay as the body wrapped around his own, snaking it’s way across his body, it’s touch almost sensual as he squirmed and fought, his legs being wrapped each individually by the serpent’s long tail. He felt something different as well. The snake seemed to be rubbing against his body, not like attacking but something else. The snake hissed loudly, it’s tongue flicking out as Vincent fought to keep the head steady, the tongue flicking out through the water to brush against his body, caressing at his flesh. Vincent blushed as he fought, feeling his breath fading slowly as the snake’s body pressed up between Vincent’s spread legs, rubbing along his round bottom. He grunted softly, losing only a small bit of breath as he felt something press up between his buttocks, entering into his clamped passage. He fought to close his legs, fighting back at the large snake’s head and body, though it all was for naught, the snake’s body wrapped around both of his ankles and legs, keeping them spread as the stiff snake member slid deeper into his passage as the snake’s tail wiggled and squirmed, pressing up against his entrance with even more force. He grunted softly again, squirming as he felt himself falling deeper into the water, farther down into the darkness. He squirmed even more, feeling the stiff appendage almost shoot into him like his gun would, spearing deeper into him than he thought possible. He felt something like a barb pressing at his walls as the stiff though squirming member as it itself snaked itself deeper into him unlike anything before.
Vincent could not help but blush, feeling the squirming arousal trembling and throbbing inside of him. He grunted softly, feeling his breath leaving him as he also felt the snake nearly hump up into him, a warm liquid dribbling inside of him. He felt himself blanking out inside of the water, wondering why it would end like this. He had to make right his wrongs, he had to be there for his new comrades. He had to wake up. He blanked out, remembering only the feel fo the snake pulling him somewhere as he passed out completely.
Vincent coughed as he woke, blinkign his eyes. He looked arounf, stiffening suddenly as he felt something moving across his chest. Looking down he saw a snake slithering across his body. It was much smaller than the other had been, but the walls moved and nearly swam across the cavern walls, moving closer towards his body. He tried to move, only to realize they were still being restrained by the large snake sleeping with it’s head on his thigh. He went to try and move, but the tongue flicked out as the snake opened his eyes, brushing at Vincent’s drooping arousal, only spurring it to stiffen once more. He groaned softly, cursing to himself as he noticed the snaked starting to swarm towards him. He panted, reaching around to try and find something o defend himself with, but another creature caught his attention. It was larger than the snake that had grabbed him, and seemed even more evil. It hissed softly, moving slowly, it’s large head brushing up along Vincent’s legs, causing the tall male to tremble slightly, panting as he stared at the beast. The Snake slowly lifted it’s head off fo the ground, almost screaming as it’s body shook, arms erupting from it’s large body. Vincent stared as the creature’s hands ran along his legs to his groin, then up his sides to his arms. He fought off the creature as much as he could, but as it struck, grabbing Vincent’s hands and suppressing them above his head, it also move it’s body hard and fast up between Vincent’s legs, slamming a rather long and thick humanoid appendage straight up the now screaming Vincent’s anus.
The creature seemed to hiss with excitement as it thrusted almost violently up into Vincent’s restrained body, exploring his inner passaged as Vincent’s cheeks blushed, turning his face away from the creature’s flicking tongue as it’s head moved closer to Vincent’s, forcing him against the ground fully as their bodies were forced to rub against the other’s in caressing way. Vincent started to pant softly, grunting as his passage clenched and relaxed around the monster’s penis inside of his velveteen passage, unable to fight him off with it’s weight pressing against his chest, and aching groin. “w-what…are you?” The creature seemed almost to smirk as it started to thrust even deeper into the grunting and almost mewling Vincent’s body.
What…are…you…” Vincent gasped loudly, staring into the creature’s eyes as he herd it repeat it’s words. It was only mimicking his words, but it had a point. Why should Vincent be disgusted by this creature when he was a monster himself. He felt the pleasure shooting though his groin as his head tilted back, releasing a long and passionate moan as he closed his eyes, feeling the snake’s own opening press down his own throbbing arousal, earning another soft moan as his seed spilled inside of the snake creature. Vincent finally gave himself over to the creature, no longer fighting as the creature took advantage of his body, s pilling it’s own seed deeply inside of Vincent’s body over and over again, emptying it’s own lust into the beautifully strange male. Not soon enough Vincent opened his eyes as he was released, the creature slithering off, it’s own body leaving a trail of Vincent’s seed as it slithered away, Vincent’s body leaking it’s own fluids as he panted heavily, his heart slowly calming from his being mated by this creature. He grunted as he looked at the other serpent that had originally mated him as it slithered away, none of the snakes giving him a second glance, seeming to have accepted him as one of their own, or at least a sex toy. Vincent groaned as he relaxed against the cold floor, wondering how he could ever look at Cloud or the others the same way again.
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Muhahahahah! Twisted minds is back in action! It's horrable, and i will never forget my darling adult fanfiction! Knightsun is still working, slowly but still working. Through school it's kinda hard to get work done, especially with no laptop to help. But no worries, Vincent will soon be rped by even more creatures soon enough! ^^