Midnight Tryst

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of FF7, I do mean ANYTHING... I've seen a bit of the movies, caught sight of the games a time or two but never played, though I HAVE read a lot of fanfics, mainly pairings or fics my friend... lets call her Zax... told me I just HAD to read.

This is my first 'Adult' fic so please be nice... This is suppose to be a surprise, kinda, so I use no names save for Cloud... Be a dear and tell me if I surprised anyone or not... And if you don't like surprises, this isn't your fic... So run along back to the Het section... LOL

Now, on to my first fic, as I said, please be gentle with this virgin...

Midnight Tryst

The door gave no protest as a hand firmly pushed it open. Eyes adjusted to the darkness in moments as silent feet gracefully trailed over the intruder's face as a hand reached toward the still form. The lightest touch, the sharpest points leaving no marks on the exposed flesh as blue eyes opened. Awoken any other way and a killing blow would follow those eyes but only a smile showed on the blonde’s face. Covers shifted as the once sleeping man rose, lifting his face to kiss his lover. A hand touched his chest, keeping him from reaching his destination. Following the gaze of the other, his eyes settled on the woman resting peacefully beside him.

With a tilt of the head, his lover signaled, before leaving the room just as quietly as entering. Looking once, making sure the one beside him didn't stir, Cloud moved out of the bed to follow his lover. A smile spread across his lips, he liked when his love played this game, as he stepped into the empty hall. Would he find a path led out to the surface? He suppressed a moan at the memory of the last 'game' that ended there. Or perhaps to one of the paths that surrounded the ship. That memory did cause a moan, along with a tug at his tightening shorts. God, the winds that had caressed them as the ship continued its course. Cloud swallowed hard as he shook off the pleasant shivers.

He paced down a few halls, finding no path, and frowned. The memories that had flooded his mind had him shifting uncomfortably in his straining boxers. A wicked smirk crossed his face, "Well, I guess I'll have to start without you." He leaned back against the wall of the path, knowing full well any and all that looked down the hall would see him, and slowly started to turn down the elastic of his boxers. He couldn't help himself from moaning as he pushed them down, the elastic stroking his erection in rippling caresses as it fought for freedom.

He ment it to be a tease, look what you're missing, but he couldn't help himself from wrapping a hand around the engorged member, slowly stroking up and down. "Good thing... I have... a good... memory," he began to pant as the sensation grew, fed even more by the images of his lover touching and caressing him as they made love.

"You know what will happen if you exhaust yourself," a shiver ran down his spine at his lover's voice. Smiling, Cloud didn't slow his pace as he turned to face the other.

"You'll punish me?" He forced with a groan, he felt heat pooling in his groin, he was close. He slowed his pace, ever so slightly, and shivered as he felt a heated breathe caress his ear.

"Yes," that voice, that lust-filled voice, brought him. Cloud whimpered and panted at the sudden burst of pleasure through his body, seed spilling from him. "Such a mess...," he gave a tired laugh as his lover tsked and looked at the seed splattered floor. "You'll have to be sure to clean that up."

"Is that my punishment?" Cloud asked, disappointed.

"Oh, no... You'll have to deal with me before you get to do anything." Still panting from his release, Clouds knees buckled, causing him to kneel next to his lover. A moment of worry passed over the other's face, realizing Cloud was all right, something darker shone in those eyes. "This has... possibilities," Cloud blinked, realization crossing his face. "Hm..." To his surprise, his lover spun and strolled down the hall, "When you get the energy, I'll be waiting within my quarters."

Still in shock, Cloud watched his lover disappear around the corner, jaw open as he got moving as quickly as his pleasure weakened limbs would allow. He had been expecting a vastly different outcome to that scenario. Mainly one involving a stoking tongue and teasing mouth, his own of course... This was pure torture. Which was exactly what his lover intended. "That wasn't nice," he stated once he reached the open door of his lover's room.

"Neither was what you did," Cloud was surprised to see his lover sprawled, naked, over the smaller bed, fingers playing over the most sensitive parts of the body. "I should make you watch and not let you join in."

"You're not that mean," Cloud spoke, climbing over his lover, finally able to feel their lips touch. The other's sharp hand trailed harmlessly down Cloud's stomach, leaving no marks, only pleasant tingling. "How do you, do that?" He shuttered as the hand wrapped around his stirring member.

"Years of practice," without loosing the grip of him, his lover turned, Cloud ended up on his back on the small bed.

Cloud's hands reached in between them, searching to caress his love, they were stopped and lifted above his head with the free hand, "I want, to touch, you..." He was panting, due to the need or the cool grip on his hardened shaft, he wasn't sure.

"Consider this you punishment." Cloud gasped and squirmed in the grip as too soft lips trailed over his chest. Hips bucked instinctively, sliding his sweat slick body against his lover's thigh. And God, the other never lost the grip on his now straining member. "You're so beautiful like this, Cloud," a shiver came over him as he heard that lust-filled tone, the one only he could cause. "That blush across your cheeks, the glowing in your blue eyes, the softest whimpers you make when I find your most sensitive places," the harsh flick of a tongue across his nipple sent him bucking again, causing a few whimpers to escape. "Just like that..."

"God... just... please," Cloud arched back as that cook grip suddenly started moving, working him.

"Please, what?" Hips started moving with the hand, back arching more, shoulders nearly leaving the mattress as he got closer. So close. The grip tightened around his base, stopping the release about to break. That caused a yip from Cloud as he stared at his torturer. "Please...what?"

"Please, Vincent," the voice was soft, a child's plea. "Please, just, just fuck me..."

Author's note: Alright... I know I left you hanging.... (Feels Vincent's death glare on the back of neck) But... I wanted to give those of you that weren't Yaoi comfortable a chance to leave if you didn't get the clues I left in the fic... And If you beg... I may even give you some juicy details in chapter two... If I decide to write a second chapter... Oh and for the record, I don't know why but this is my favorite pairing in FF7... probly because it was the first pairing I read about and most of the others just don't seem to make sense to me... Any way, beg plead review... And I may just continue this fic for another chapter. Till then, hope you had fun!