Pairing: Cid/Vincent, Vincent/Cid

Warnings: obsession with chocolate, oneshot, possible death threats, weird, um…cussing, pervy thoughts! Yay!

Comment: Musing again! This time it's FF7

Author's comment: It's done it's done! Merry Xmas gift!

Chocolate Temptations 6

Cid followed Vincent back like a dummy following a candy bar. Then again…considering that Vince was carrying a stash of chocolate in his clothes, it must have been true.

Of course…I wouldn't mind seeing him in that bunny suit again…or naked. But for my eyes only, damn it!

"Hey eh…Vinny boy?"

"Hm?" Vincent was walking in front of Cid, but at his name he looked over his shoulder at him. Cid blinked at the looked he received and swallowed slightly. The way Vincent was now, it was like a fox looking at a very tender, meaty bunny. He had an idea of what they were going back to the hotel to do. And if that look meant anything, he had a feeling he wasn't going to be the one showing off how manly he was. It reminded him of the time Vincent had circled him on the plane, looking like he was ready to devour him with lips and tongue.

Though, I gotta admit, that was one hot kiss. No, stay focused, Cid. Don't let Vincent get to you like that.

Get to him like what? Even though he'd fantasized about fucking Vincent several times, he had a feeling he wouldn't mind receiving it from the other end. If it had to be a choice between that and getting stabbed in the back by the claw, he'd take the most obvious reason first. "What are we going to do about that mutt, Red XIII?"

Ok, this was priceless. Vincent was actually looking confused. Had Cid read into this wrong? Maybe Vincent wasn't planning on having sex with him. Maybe he was planning on killing him and hiding the body. It seemed like the most obvious thing for the sexy ex-Turk to do. But he could at least die happy if he got at least one good fuck out of it. "What about him?" Vincent said casually. Yep, he definitely had read that wrong. No sex for the pilot. Well shit.

"Well…." Scratching behind his head, Cid frowned as he looked at Vincent then looked down thinking it all over. Did he really read into it wrong?

Let's see here…candy bars…apologizing for shooting me…creepy ass Chaos…me feeding Vincent chocolate…yep that sounds like it leads up to some hot passionate love making to me.

But looking at it now, Vincent didn't look like he was in the "let's go fuck on the bed and every kitchen counter we can find" mood. He looked normal…beautiful…and still damned confused. FUCK! "What do you mean what about him? I mean I thought we…but…"

"You thought we were going to have sex?" Vincent said bluntly, still looking as statuesque as usual. Fuck if that didn't hurt, he could at least show some emotion when he said that.

"Well…" Cid frowned again as he reached up tugging on his goggles in frustration. "Yeah…I mean….I guess so…fuck this is confusion."

Vincent turned all the way around then, a frown lifting to his lips as he stared at the slightly smaller pilot. "We are."

"We are what?" Cid said looking up at him then regretting it as he found himself staring into beautiful red eyes that looked like they were glowing because of the moonlight.

"Going to have sex."

…Well isn't this casual?

"…If you forgot, you're still rooming with the fucking mutt cat dog thing or whatever the hell he is." Reaching up, Cid grabbed for his cig that was nestled in his goggles, his hand shaking at the thought of what they were going to do. So he wasn't going crazy. Well damn, Vincent could sure make it feel like he was.

Vincent blinked. "And?" And? What did he mean 'And?' They couldn't go fucking around with that damn pup cat sitting there staring at them! Especially if things didn't go the way Cid thought they would and he ended up on the bottom! What if he told everyone? "Are you worried about being watched?" Came the careful words…or careful when they were said anyway. When Cid's attention was brought back to the red cloaked male, the other had a small smirk on his lips…the same lips Cid always had the hardest time seeing because of the damn red cloak. He thought he might have lost his breath in that instance…man was Vinny hot. But that was besides the point!

"Hell yeah, I'm worried!" Cid yelled out, then grumbled as he slipped the cig between his lips. If he was going to have his first time with Vincent, he'd be damned if everyone in the world got to watch! Then again…he could lay it down as his claims on Vincent…but still!

Not if I'm on the bottom, damn it!

"Easily embarrassed then," Vincent said as if he were taking down mental note.

Bastard…

"I'm not embarrassed," Cid said trying to sound offended despite the blush on his cheeks. Honestly, he could blame it on the fucking cold since they were still outside in the snow. But he seriously doubted that would work on Vincent. "I-I just don't need some stupid cat slash dog hybrid getting a fucking eye full of me naked!"

Besides, only I should be allowed to see Vincent's hot naked body covered in chocolate with ME on top!

Shrugging slightly, Vincent finally turned around starting to move away, walking calmly as ever, Cid following right behind him, though a little slower as he grumbled about the chill in the air. He wasn't even shivering! It was like the cold knew better than to touch Vincent.

Damn right you fucking cold, only I can touch him.

"He is not human," Vincent said as he kept walking. "He doesn't care what you look like naked. I have changed in front of him several times without a problem."

Cid felt like he got sucker punched in the stomach, his mouth flying open in surprise as the cig fell from his lips landing on the ground. Well fuck…. "Wait, WHAT? You telling me the fucking dog got to see you naked?" Cid growled as he bent down picking up the cig and stuck it between his lips without even caring that it'd been on the ground. "First those fucking Turks and now even the cat has seen you naked!"

"You sound aggravated and jealous," Vincent replied, still walking.

"I should be, damn it!" Cid scowled starting to follow him again, temporarily forgetting the cold. "Hell, I went through so much fucking shit to get you your god damn chocolate! I had to clean up Yuffie's fucking stomach ooze of my ship! I had to deal with both Aerith, and Tifa and you at the same time wanting to beat the shit out of me! Cloud stole my fucking chocolate! I faced life and death against Sephiroth! I'm fucking cold! Those fucked up Turks cheated me out of my fucking gil! You were fucking pissed at me the whole fucking trip! You shot me! SHOT me! And now, Chaos either wants me fucking dead or he wants to rape me!" Ok so…he still wasn't too sure about that last one. "And I'm still not sure I even got anything out of it!"

"You have." Vincent said turning around, the red eyes glowing again as he stared at Cid. The glow was enough to make Cid shiver as he reached down grabbing his lighter and lifted it up getting ready to light his cig. Well fuck if that didn't spark an interesting response out of Vincent.

And it was at this point that Cid felt like he should have shut up. He should have just let it die right there and been done with it. But no…he had to open his big mouth and say, "Oh yeah? Prove it?"

Vincent didn't say anything…no his actions spoke all the words for him. Moving swiftly until he was right in front of Cid, he reached up grabbing the hand with the lighter stopping it from going through with its intention plans of lighting the cig that so deserved it. As the hand was pulled away leaving Cid staring up in confusion, Vincent leaned in close, his mouth opening as his teeth gently bit on the end of the cig slowly pulling it from Cid's lips. A low growl slipping from his throats before he turned his head and opened his mouth letting the cig fall to the ground.

Cid's mouth was still gaped open by the action…finding it to be an irresistible turn on before he blinked and looked down at the cig. "Hey." Glaring, though it was probably the weakest glare he'd ever given since he felt like he could collapse at any moment because of the sexified look Vincent was giving him. "That's not fucking made of p-mmm!" Eyes wide, his words were stopped as he registered slowly that Vincent's lips were on his…kissing him. He couldn't get his mind to register any thoughts, especially since there was a nice warm tongue taking advantaged of his still gaping lips. And it didn't take but a second's hesitation before he found himself returning the kiss, reaching out to hold onto Vincent's shirt for strength. Fuck, was this hot.

But it didn't last long, or at least it was given a break as Vincent broke the kiss, panting softly as he tried to catch his breath. "Let's get one thing straight, Cid." Vincent said waiting until Cid opened his glazed eyes and looked at him to continue. "You belong to me." As the words were said, Cid found himself being moved backwards, guided by the hands that were strategically placed on his hips. "And as long as you are with me," Vincent continued just as Cid's back made contact with the wall behind him, "No others shall interfere with us." The lips were on his again before he could even say anything. But he couldn't protest, didn't want to protest as he closed his eyes resting his hands on Vincent's shoulders and kissing him back moaning into his mouth. Gods, why did Vincent have to be such a good kisser anyway?

The fucker has to be good at everything! Even fucking, I bet!

He thought this would be innocent fun, at least until they made it back to the hotel. But when he felt the hands unzipping his pants, his thoughts quickly changed. Vincent didn't hesitate to show Cid just what he meant by it being worth it...with his mouth no less. And it didn't stop there, no apparently Vincent had more in store for him, more that he'd have to wait for until they got back to the room.

Hate to say it, but after that, I liked the sound of that.

The two made it back safe and sound. It wasn't hard for Vincent to ask Red XIII to leave for a little while, the mutt not voicing a complaint except for saying there was a weird smell in the air. Cid, at least, didn't appreciate the fact that the cat monster dog thing decided to look at him when he said that.

The hour found the two stuck in a passionate twist of lover on lover action. Not that Cid complained, it was what he'd always wanted after all. Though in his mind, he had it the other way around with him being the man on top. But after Vincent mentioning something about "it being his chocolate," and "his chocolate, his rules," there was nothing Cid could do about it. Not that Cid was really complaining, hell he'd enjoyed it! But things finally started to calm down after the nice good hour of fun.

Panting, the two of them laid there, Cid lying on his back staring up at the ceiling with tired but sated eyes. Vincent still had his face buried against Cid's neck before he used his lips to kiss the skin softly. The chill was gone so at least they were warm and toasty from a hot passionate fuck fest. "mmm mhmh…" Vincent mumbled causing Cid to frown.

…Eh?

"What was…that, Vin?"

"Stay with me...forever," Vincent repeated louder, feeling the sleep starting to claim him. Well fuck…what could he say to that? Vincent had already captured him. And he'd been willing to stay. What made him think he'd give that up?

"Of course!" Cid yelled out before wrapping his arms around him. "Fuck, you'll have to get a crowbar to get me off."

Chuckling slightly, Vincent sat up slightly and smiled staring down at him. "I don't need a crowbar to 'get you off." Cid gaped in shock…was Vincent…being a pervert? Fuck, that was hot!

"Looks like I influenced you in more than one way," Cid said as he grinned at him. "Now bring that chocolate over here so I can feed you like the big baby you are!"

"Yes, Chief," Vincent said handing him the chocolate. "No…rather, I'll call you my prized toy instead."

"I think I like prized lover better," Cid said leaning up and stealing a kiss from him. "And don't you forget that."

"Sephiroth! Ah! Harder, Sephiroth, harder!"

"Knock it off over there!" Cid yelled banging on the wall with a fist, forgetting that not even five minutes ago he'd been the one screaming like a bleeding whore. Well so much for the rest and tranquility of the after sex. But who cares! As long as he had his sexy ex-Turk, the world could go up in flames for all he cared! No wait…maybe not flames…ok the world could…ah screw it!

END

Another um...majorly edited chapter. But yeah. Um...you can find the full version at y-gallery. Hehe, I took alot out of this...hope it's not too short. For now this will do until I make my website which...might be a bit before I do that.