Hot as Ice
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
730
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hot as Ice
Tess: Challenge: Cid and Vincent are trying to spice up their sex life by means of materia
I started and re-started this three times before settling on the final um......can't call it plot......flow of things? Yeah, that's it. And yes, there is a mention of one of MRE's fics in here somewhere.
Time: Ugh...*looks at the clock, counts, looks at the clock again* About three hours, all told, not counting the numerous distractions. G'night and enjoy
o o o
Cid sat at his desk, feet propped up on the plastic-veneered particle board. He was going over the invoices for the last two months of his shipping company, humming through his nose and nearly oblivious to everything around him. Life, he decided, was good. He had his plane, a full town of hard workers under his command, a sturdy house, a full belly, and the hottest being he'd ever met in his bed at night. Things couldn't get much better.
"I found something you might find interesting."
Cid jumped, twisting around in his seat. Vincent lounged idly in the door frame, a book in his human hand. Cid glared at his lover as he settled back in his chair. "Didja now?" He asked, a cross tone in his voice that he really didn't mean. "Did it include taking ten years off my life by sneaking up on me?"
Vincent ignored him, flipping open the book. Cid blinked at the cover, 'Uses for Materia outside of battle'. Vincent smirked over the top of the book as he started to read aloud. " 'Bringing Materia into play during any kind of sexual encounter can be dangerous, or even fatal. But daring couples have found that the use of both Elemental and Added-Effect Materia, combined with any of the elemental green Materia, provides an interesting and stimulating effect to sexual play. For most sexual encounters, one partner takes control in some way over the other. Due to the way the mind, and therefore, the Materia, sees this exchange, the domineering partner is 'attacking' while the submissive one of the two is 'defending' and the Materia will react duly. Of course, the weapon that the Added-Effect Materia imbues with elemental energy is not an actual weapon, but part of the domineering partner's body.' "
Cid blinked, trying to properly process this information. "Which means....." He trailed off.
Vincent's smirk was absolutely wicked as he tucked the book in his back pocket and crossed the room. From his front pocket he drew a blue and a green Materia wired together and hung on a short chain. He leaned forward, his lips barely brushing Cid's as he fastened the chain over the pilot's wrist. "Elemental and Ice." He breathed. "And let's hope no one walks in."
Cid's eyes went wide, but any protest he might've made was cut off by Vincent's kiss. He quickly gave up any form of resistance, instead allowing himself to sink into the bliss that was Vincent. He could feel the gunman's smirk still as their lips tangled together and a part of his mind wondered what the hell he'd gotten himself into. The rest of him decided he didn't care as Vincent pushed him back in the seat and ravaged his neck.
Vincent calmly shoved Cid's shirt up to his collarbones and set to exploiting every sensitive spot on his blond lover's chest and stomach. Cid slumped back in his chair, gasping, content to let Vincent do what he would. It wasn't often that Vincent took control so completely, especially in his office in Rocket Town's main hanger. He wondered if Vincent had locked the door. He truly hoped Vincent had locked the door.
Vincent bit lightly at Cid naval as his hands quickly undid the pilot's belt and pants. Keeping Cid as clothed as possible, in case anyone knocked, he maneuvered Cid's half-aroused cock from his pants. Cid swore quietly, his breath catching in his throat as Vincent's hand slid over the hardening flesh. He looked down at Vincent kneeling between his legs, and Vincent smirked in reply, pulling another Materia-combo bracelet from his pocked and slipping it on. Then Vincent dipped his head, taking the tip of Cid's erection in his mouth.
Cid literally froze, his eyes going wide in shock. He could feel the heat of Vincent's mouth around him, could feel his hot tongue tracing exotic patterns along his shaft, but it was cold, amazingly hot and impossibly cold all at once. Dimly he remembered that the Elemental Materia only shielded the user from any unfortunate physical side effects of an attack, not from the sensations of the attack itself. It wouldn't hurt him, but the icy-hot sensation was almost too much, it was both better and worse than the time they'd fucked using Shera's mentholated lotion as lube, and he didn't know if he wanted Vincent to stop or not. Vincent, however, showed no signs of stopping, taking Cid inch by agonizingly slow inch deeper into his mouth, teeth and tongue conspiring to drive the pilot mad.
Cid bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood, his hands tight on the armrests of his chair. "Vince." He hissed, hips struggling against the gunman's hands. "Fuck, Vince, I-" He broke off with a strangled moan, his spine arching. The bizarre hot-cold feeling was too much, too intense, he climaxed with a choked escape of Vincent's name.
He came back to reality to realize that Vincent was calmly setting him to rights, already buckling his belt. He looked up at the gunman, who raised a brow. "Enjoy yourself?" He asked calmly.
"That was fucking intense, Valentine." He said seriously, raising his wrist to look at the bracelet. He touched the Ice Materia, then looked back at Vincent. "Wonder what it'd feel like with a wind-element." He mused aloud.
o o o
Shera often ignored her brother and his lover when they got loud, choosing to turn up her stereo instead, but shouts, crashes and a single 'wark!' of a Chocobo was enough for her to emerge from her room and knock on their door. She normally didn't mind whatever they did to each other, but involving livestock was going a bit too far. From within the bedroom came a few curses from both men and a loud thump, then the door opened to reveal a bruised, battered, scratched-up, half-dressed Cid. Over his shoulder she could see the room in shambles and what looked like Vincent's feet sticking up over the far edge of the bed. There was no chocobo within, although the scratches on Cid's chest and arms looked like one of the large birds could've caused them.
Shera opened her mouth to comment, shut it again, then reached out to snag Cid's wrist when a gleam caught her eye. Hanging from a chain were two Materia, one blue and one red. An Added-Effect and the Choco/Mog Summon.
"Don't ask." Cid said tersely. "And find the potions."
I started and re-started this three times before settling on the final um......can't call it plot......flow of things? Yeah, that's it. And yes, there is a mention of one of MRE's fics in here somewhere.
Time: Ugh...*looks at the clock, counts, looks at the clock again* About three hours, all told, not counting the numerous distractions. G'night and enjoy
o o o
Cid sat at his desk, feet propped up on the plastic-veneered particle board. He was going over the invoices for the last two months of his shipping company, humming through his nose and nearly oblivious to everything around him. Life, he decided, was good. He had his plane, a full town of hard workers under his command, a sturdy house, a full belly, and the hottest being he'd ever met in his bed at night. Things couldn't get much better.
"I found something you might find interesting."
Cid jumped, twisting around in his seat. Vincent lounged idly in the door frame, a book in his human hand. Cid glared at his lover as he settled back in his chair. "Didja now?" He asked, a cross tone in his voice that he really didn't mean. "Did it include taking ten years off my life by sneaking up on me?"
Vincent ignored him, flipping open the book. Cid blinked at the cover, 'Uses for Materia outside of battle'. Vincent smirked over the top of the book as he started to read aloud. " 'Bringing Materia into play during any kind of sexual encounter can be dangerous, or even fatal. But daring couples have found that the use of both Elemental and Added-Effect Materia, combined with any of the elemental green Materia, provides an interesting and stimulating effect to sexual play. For most sexual encounters, one partner takes control in some way over the other. Due to the way the mind, and therefore, the Materia, sees this exchange, the domineering partner is 'attacking' while the submissive one of the two is 'defending' and the Materia will react duly. Of course, the weapon that the Added-Effect Materia imbues with elemental energy is not an actual weapon, but part of the domineering partner's body.' "
Cid blinked, trying to properly process this information. "Which means....." He trailed off.
Vincent's smirk was absolutely wicked as he tucked the book in his back pocket and crossed the room. From his front pocket he drew a blue and a green Materia wired together and hung on a short chain. He leaned forward, his lips barely brushing Cid's as he fastened the chain over the pilot's wrist. "Elemental and Ice." He breathed. "And let's hope no one walks in."
Cid's eyes went wide, but any protest he might've made was cut off by Vincent's kiss. He quickly gave up any form of resistance, instead allowing himself to sink into the bliss that was Vincent. He could feel the gunman's smirk still as their lips tangled together and a part of his mind wondered what the hell he'd gotten himself into. The rest of him decided he didn't care as Vincent pushed him back in the seat and ravaged his neck.
Vincent calmly shoved Cid's shirt up to his collarbones and set to exploiting every sensitive spot on his blond lover's chest and stomach. Cid slumped back in his chair, gasping, content to let Vincent do what he would. It wasn't often that Vincent took control so completely, especially in his office in Rocket Town's main hanger. He wondered if Vincent had locked the door. He truly hoped Vincent had locked the door.
Vincent bit lightly at Cid naval as his hands quickly undid the pilot's belt and pants. Keeping Cid as clothed as possible, in case anyone knocked, he maneuvered Cid's half-aroused cock from his pants. Cid swore quietly, his breath catching in his throat as Vincent's hand slid over the hardening flesh. He looked down at Vincent kneeling between his legs, and Vincent smirked in reply, pulling another Materia-combo bracelet from his pocked and slipping it on. Then Vincent dipped his head, taking the tip of Cid's erection in his mouth.
Cid literally froze, his eyes going wide in shock. He could feel the heat of Vincent's mouth around him, could feel his hot tongue tracing exotic patterns along his shaft, but it was cold, amazingly hot and impossibly cold all at once. Dimly he remembered that the Elemental Materia only shielded the user from any unfortunate physical side effects of an attack, not from the sensations of the attack itself. It wouldn't hurt him, but the icy-hot sensation was almost too much, it was both better and worse than the time they'd fucked using Shera's mentholated lotion as lube, and he didn't know if he wanted Vincent to stop or not. Vincent, however, showed no signs of stopping, taking Cid inch by agonizingly slow inch deeper into his mouth, teeth and tongue conspiring to drive the pilot mad.
Cid bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood, his hands tight on the armrests of his chair. "Vince." He hissed, hips struggling against the gunman's hands. "Fuck, Vince, I-" He broke off with a strangled moan, his spine arching. The bizarre hot-cold feeling was too much, too intense, he climaxed with a choked escape of Vincent's name.
He came back to reality to realize that Vincent was calmly setting him to rights, already buckling his belt. He looked up at the gunman, who raised a brow. "Enjoy yourself?" He asked calmly.
"That was fucking intense, Valentine." He said seriously, raising his wrist to look at the bracelet. He touched the Ice Materia, then looked back at Vincent. "Wonder what it'd feel like with a wind-element." He mused aloud.
o o o
Shera often ignored her brother and his lover when they got loud, choosing to turn up her stereo instead, but shouts, crashes and a single 'wark!' of a Chocobo was enough for her to emerge from her room and knock on their door. She normally didn't mind whatever they did to each other, but involving livestock was going a bit too far. From within the bedroom came a few curses from both men and a loud thump, then the door opened to reveal a bruised, battered, scratched-up, half-dressed Cid. Over his shoulder she could see the room in shambles and what looked like Vincent's feet sticking up over the far edge of the bed. There was no chocobo within, although the scratches on Cid's chest and arms looked like one of the large birds could've caused them.
Shera opened her mouth to comment, shut it again, then reached out to snag Cid's wrist when a gleam caught her eye. Hanging from a chain were two Materia, one blue and one red. An Added-Effect and the Choco/Mog Summon.
"Don't ask." Cid said tersely. "And find the potions."