Foreplay and Red Ribbons
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male › Cid/Vincent
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Adult
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808
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Foreplay and Red Ribbons
Title: Foreplay and Red Ribbons
Pairing: Valenwind
“Hey Mr. sulky! Merry Christmas!”
Vincent’s eyebrow twitched at the name as he heard Cid come into the living room. The pilot was the only person that could get away with calling Vincent particular names that would get under his skin, others would regret it later. Vincent remained emotionless as Cid made his way to the couch where he sat, dropping his body down onto the cushions and instantly wrapping his left arm around the gunman. The gunman didn’t resist when the strong arm pulled him closer to the body next to him. “Someone’s a little jolly today. Something happen?”
Cid quirked an eyebrow at the raven-hair man, giving him a slight pout. “Where’s my ‘Merry Christmas’?”
Vincent rolled his eyes. “Merry Christmas to you too Cid.” He replied unenthusiastically.
“Thanks fer that monotone Christmas cheer jackass.” Cid narrowed his eyes as Vincent turned to look at him, smirking.
“So… What’s going on?”
“Geez you are the most oblivious person I know.” Cid said. He stood up from the sofa and turned to the gunman. “It’s Christmas! Ya know… the fun time of the year when ya give gifts ta people and eat good food and sing Christmas carols… well not the singing part but…” He paused, rubbing the back of his head. “…build snowmen… uh…”
“I know what Christmas is Highwind.”
“I hope ya do… ‘cause I got ya somethin’” Cid grinned, walking to a back room before coming back with a medium-sized box wrapped in colorful wrapping paper with a big red ribbon on top.
The gunman would admit his inner child came out slightly right then, as his eyes went wide when he saw the present. His excitement quickly faded as soon as he took the gift from Cid and examined it. He felt a bead of guilt, considering he hadn’t gotten Cid anything or anyone else for that matter. “Cid you didn’t have to get me anything.”
“’Course I did. Even ask Shera. She knows I give a shit-load of gifts out on Christmas.” He smiled, pushing the package back when Vincent attempted to give it back to him. “And I don’t accept returns.”
Vincent sighed and plucked the ribbon from the top, tossing it next to him on the couch before ripping the wrapping paper from the box. It took him a bit to unwrap the thing, noticing how much tape the pilot had put on there. Obviously Cid was having trouble with wrapping it and got a little ‘tape-happy’ to keep the thing together. This part would have gone much quicker if he had his gauntlet on. He paused as he tossed the paper aside after he finally got it all off, raising an eyebrow after seeing it was just a simple brown box.
“The stuff is in the box idiot.” Cid interrupted, seeing Vincent pause at the sight of the box.
Vincent glared at the pilot. “Thanks captain. I don’t think my tiny brain could have figured that out. I’m just surprised it’s in an old, plain brown box that says ‘Shinra engineering’ on the side and not anything fancier.”
“How do ya think I get rid of all the empty equipment boxes in my house?”
“That explains why you give out so many presents to everyone in town then.” Vincent chuckled, folding open the box, revealing the contents inside. The gunman paused, blinking several times, questioning whether or not he was seeing what he was seeing. He reached in and grabbed the largest box and looked at it closely. It was pink with some bubbly words all over it. It was the picture of what it was that freaked him out. He slowly turned his head to Cid, eyes wide in shock. “You got me a vibrator???!!!”
“Like?” Cid grinned, sitting down next to the gunman and lighting up a cigarette.
“What the hell am I suppose to do with a vibrator??!!” Vincent yelled, growling as Cid laughed at him. “I mean…” He glanced back at the box, noting that this vibrator was only about the size of his thumb. “Isn’t it meant to be bigger or something?” He asked, a slight blush appearing across his face.
“It comes in various sizes silly… Anyways, it’ll make this Christmas that much more interesting that’s for sure!” His smile grew wider as Vincent took the rest of the contents out of the box.
A bottle of lubrication was the next thing, which was conveniently Cid’s favorite scent: vanilla. Strangely it was a “His and Her’s” brand that caught the gunman off guard. Then again, there aren’t any “His and His” brand that Vincent knew of. There was also some velvet covered handcuffs, which Cid must have thoughtfully considered Vincent’s comfort for a change. Lastly some cherry flavored hard candy, the only thing Vincent could tolerate that was in the box.
“Is our sex life that depressing that we have to resort to me using a vibrator?” Vincent asked, his voice finally returning to its normal state but with still a hint of agitation left in it.
“Naw it ain’t that.” Cid smirked caressing the gunman’s face and tucking a lock of black hair behind his ear. “This just makes it more… exciting!”
“What’s with the candy then?”
“I like the taste of cherry on your lips.”
“And the handcuffs and lubricant are going to be used in what way?”
“I ain’t givin’ away all of tonight’s plans I have with ya!”
The gunman frowned, his gaze returning to the ‘gifts’. “I’m sorry I don’t have a Christmas gift for you.”
“That can be arranged.” Cid smirked, skillfully scooping up the red ribbon and sticking it to the side of Vincent’s head. “Yer my present baby.”
“What have I told you about using that damn nickna-“ Vincent was silenced by a deep kiss from Cid, who could only grin when kissing him.
This was going to be one hell of a Christmas.
Pairing: Valenwind
“Hey Mr. sulky! Merry Christmas!”
Vincent’s eyebrow twitched at the name as he heard Cid come into the living room. The pilot was the only person that could get away with calling Vincent particular names that would get under his skin, others would regret it later. Vincent remained emotionless as Cid made his way to the couch where he sat, dropping his body down onto the cushions and instantly wrapping his left arm around the gunman. The gunman didn’t resist when the strong arm pulled him closer to the body next to him. “Someone’s a little jolly today. Something happen?”
Cid quirked an eyebrow at the raven-hair man, giving him a slight pout. “Where’s my ‘Merry Christmas’?”
Vincent rolled his eyes. “Merry Christmas to you too Cid.” He replied unenthusiastically.
“Thanks fer that monotone Christmas cheer jackass.” Cid narrowed his eyes as Vincent turned to look at him, smirking.
“So… What’s going on?”
“Geez you are the most oblivious person I know.” Cid said. He stood up from the sofa and turned to the gunman. “It’s Christmas! Ya know… the fun time of the year when ya give gifts ta people and eat good food and sing Christmas carols… well not the singing part but…” He paused, rubbing the back of his head. “…build snowmen… uh…”
“I know what Christmas is Highwind.”
“I hope ya do… ‘cause I got ya somethin’” Cid grinned, walking to a back room before coming back with a medium-sized box wrapped in colorful wrapping paper with a big red ribbon on top.
The gunman would admit his inner child came out slightly right then, as his eyes went wide when he saw the present. His excitement quickly faded as soon as he took the gift from Cid and examined it. He felt a bead of guilt, considering he hadn’t gotten Cid anything or anyone else for that matter. “Cid you didn’t have to get me anything.”
“’Course I did. Even ask Shera. She knows I give a shit-load of gifts out on Christmas.” He smiled, pushing the package back when Vincent attempted to give it back to him. “And I don’t accept returns.”
Vincent sighed and plucked the ribbon from the top, tossing it next to him on the couch before ripping the wrapping paper from the box. It took him a bit to unwrap the thing, noticing how much tape the pilot had put on there. Obviously Cid was having trouble with wrapping it and got a little ‘tape-happy’ to keep the thing together. This part would have gone much quicker if he had his gauntlet on. He paused as he tossed the paper aside after he finally got it all off, raising an eyebrow after seeing it was just a simple brown box.
“The stuff is in the box idiot.” Cid interrupted, seeing Vincent pause at the sight of the box.
Vincent glared at the pilot. “Thanks captain. I don’t think my tiny brain could have figured that out. I’m just surprised it’s in an old, plain brown box that says ‘Shinra engineering’ on the side and not anything fancier.”
“How do ya think I get rid of all the empty equipment boxes in my house?”
“That explains why you give out so many presents to everyone in town then.” Vincent chuckled, folding open the box, revealing the contents inside. The gunman paused, blinking several times, questioning whether or not he was seeing what he was seeing. He reached in and grabbed the largest box and looked at it closely. It was pink with some bubbly words all over it. It was the picture of what it was that freaked him out. He slowly turned his head to Cid, eyes wide in shock. “You got me a vibrator???!!!”
“Like?” Cid grinned, sitting down next to the gunman and lighting up a cigarette.
“What the hell am I suppose to do with a vibrator??!!” Vincent yelled, growling as Cid laughed at him. “I mean…” He glanced back at the box, noting that this vibrator was only about the size of his thumb. “Isn’t it meant to be bigger or something?” He asked, a slight blush appearing across his face.
“It comes in various sizes silly… Anyways, it’ll make this Christmas that much more interesting that’s for sure!” His smile grew wider as Vincent took the rest of the contents out of the box.
A bottle of lubrication was the next thing, which was conveniently Cid’s favorite scent: vanilla. Strangely it was a “His and Her’s” brand that caught the gunman off guard. Then again, there aren’t any “His and His” brand that Vincent knew of. There was also some velvet covered handcuffs, which Cid must have thoughtfully considered Vincent’s comfort for a change. Lastly some cherry flavored hard candy, the only thing Vincent could tolerate that was in the box.
“Is our sex life that depressing that we have to resort to me using a vibrator?” Vincent asked, his voice finally returning to its normal state but with still a hint of agitation left in it.
“Naw it ain’t that.” Cid smirked caressing the gunman’s face and tucking a lock of black hair behind his ear. “This just makes it more… exciting!”
“What’s with the candy then?”
“I like the taste of cherry on your lips.”
“And the handcuffs and lubricant are going to be used in what way?”
“I ain’t givin’ away all of tonight’s plans I have with ya!”
The gunman frowned, his gaze returning to the ‘gifts’. “I’m sorry I don’t have a Christmas gift for you.”
“That can be arranged.” Cid smirked, skillfully scooping up the red ribbon and sticking it to the side of Vincent’s head. “Yer my present baby.”
“What have I told you about using that damn nickna-“ Vincent was silenced by a deep kiss from Cid, who could only grin when kissing him.
This was going to be one hell of a Christmas.