Corpse in the Cupboard

*****Chapter 4*****

Vincent looked down at the man in his arms and smiled. He couldn’t help himself. The way the president had reacted to him was, he had to admit, adorable. Since their first meeting, Vincent had learned the truth of where he was and what had happened. It had proved to be an easy task as the media of the city had been broadcasting the details of his arrival to the public for weeks. He’d watched some of the presidents media interviews and had been surprised by the mans honesty. Laguna was the complete opposite of any president he had ever known. The people of Esthar were truly fond of their leader and in turn Laguna seemed to care deeply about his city and its residents. Vincent had become fascinated by him. He’d been trying to figure out how to approach the man again when he’d overheard staff gossiping about the president taking a vacation at a secluded location. It would be the perfect opportunity to speak to him again, without interruption. He was, however, worried how the man would react to seeing him again, considering their last encounter. He had watched Laguna relaxing for two whole days before he had entered his cabin deciding to just appear and see what happened. The fact the object of his fascination was naked, in his arms and blushing like a teenager was a welcome development.

“Vincent,” Laguna whispered. Vincent leaned down and slowly touched his lips to the trembling man before him. Laguna returned the kiss tentatively, his eyes fluttering closed. Vincent gently ran his tongue along the presidents lips and was rewarded with a soft gasp as Laguna opened his lips and offered him more. It had been so long since he had felt like this. Thirty years alone in the basement of Nibelheim Mansion had left him a numb and lifeless shell of a man. With one kiss, Laguna had ignited a fire within him that burned through his veins like Mako. He couldn’t stop now, had no means to control his desire as he lowered Laguna onto the bed, pausing only to quickly rid himself of his clothes. Gazing hungrily over the body beneath him, he finally rested his gaze on the beautiful blue eyes that stared longingly back at him.

“I need you Laguna,” he purred deeply. Laguna didn’t respond with words. Instead he reached up and pulled Vincent down against him, kissing him passionately as their bodies entwined. They fit together perfectly, as if they had been made for each other, Vincent thought as he surrendered.

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Laguna was lost. Lost in Vincent’s ruby eyes, lost in the searing kisses that covered his skin, lost in the feel of the body pressed against him. When Vincent had said that he needed Laguna, he’d been unable to form a coherent response, instead opting to show the beautiful being how he felt. The resulting kiss had nearly brought him to climax. Fuck, he was too old to endure something so intense much longer. He hadn’t been with another person since Raine and she had died nearly twenty years ago. The thought made him flinch in pain, despite his extreme arousal. His hope that his lover hadn’t noticed was crushed when Vincent stopped suckling on his chest and peered up at him, eyes full of concern.

“Sorry,” Laguna stuttered. “Just…….memories,” he tried to explain. He smiled and lifted his hands to hold Vincent’s face, hoping desperately that he hadn’t ruined the moment.

“I think I can still your mind,” Vincent murmured with a smirk as he moved down Laguna’s body, swallowing him completely in one graceful movement.

“Oh, fuck,” Laguna moaned as his mind deserted him. His lover hummed a reply and Laguna felt his body tense as years of frustration threatened to send him over the brink. A sudden pressure around the base of his shaft saved him.

“Not yet,” Vincent whispered as he pressed one last kiss on the end of Laguna’s erection and crawled back up to kiss him deeply.

“Vincent please,” Laguna begged. He didn’t care how needy he sounded, couldn’t help squirming and trying to gain some friction against the body above him. Red eyes smiled at him briefly as he felt a warm hand wrap around both of their cocks and start pumping firmly in perfect rhythm. The president could only withstand so much and the sound of his lover’s moans made his body surrender as he screamed Vincent’s name to the darkness.