For Reeve

[emovampboy]

When it came to use of his phone, Vincent was very much like Cloud. He left it on, received messages and listened to or read them, but quite rarely responded. The few times he did respond tended to be if he deemed an actual answer to be required, or when from time to time Marlene got hold of Cloud or Tifa's phone and contacted him. Since it was so rare for her to do so, he always took it as a good thing to answer.

Which meant he had answered when she called him a few days after a message from Tifa asking him to come to a party for the girl, which he had ignored; his first mistake. Once answered, the girl had spent several minutes speaking to him, until suddenly springing the question of if he were coming to her party and making it quite impossible for him to really say no without seeming like a total heel, and so he agreed to go; his second mistake. And then he had made his third mistake - actually going.

At first, it really wouldn't have seemed to have been a bad idea. He knew everyone who was invited, how they acted around one another, and that Tifa would keep the whole group from going completely crazy over the course of the night, but he had not expected having to assist in breaking up one of Cloud and Barrett's squabbles when the woman had to leave for a short time to fetch something, and honestly he was glad that Reeve was invited and could help diffuse the situation with; especially when Yuffie and a very unhelpful Cid decided it would be a great idea to bet on who would win if they actually took to fistacuffs over whatever stupid thing it was this time which set them off.

All of this had left him rather done with company, and as soon as Tifa was back to be the adult in the situation, he'd snuck outside for some relative peace and quiet.

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[plate_builder]

Good thing Reeve knows a bit about leading. Usually didn't take control with older lovers, but with Vincent it is its own sort of wonder. So he happily guides Vincent down to the bed and keeps kissing, lips moving from lips and to his jaw, his neck, back up toward the ear.

"Your lips are amazingly soft. I don't even know how you manage it."

[emovampboy]

Considering Vincent has shown himself to have sporadic knowledge when it comes to what they are doing, a bit of leading from the younger man is not a terrible thing.

His head tilts back softly at the kissing, legs shifting so that Reeve can press him back without one of them getting knocked; it also allows for access when Reeve is done enjoying his skin.

"I have no idea, I'm afraid."

[plate_builder]

"At least you are willing to admit that. There are a lot of people who don't have that courage," Reeve admitted as he continued kissing against his neck, his hands sliding over Vincent's bodysuit to try and find where the clasps might be. Got to get this thing off.

[emovampboy]

"I don't see why one should be embarrased or worried to admit so...?" The confusion is obvious, but he doubts he will get a response, because even Reeve may not know. Plus it's not really that important to the current situation.

As for the suit, Vincent may still have his head tilted back, body arching to the stroking, but he indicates some of the buttons and zippers that are hidden to Reeve.

[plate_builder]

Ah yes, what a lovely guiding movement because Reeve is happy to keep kissing his neck as his fingers find those buttons and zippers. His fingers are nimble enough to work the buttons open after a time, and they are slower with the zipper as he finds Vincent's lips again to enjoy the feel of those soft lips.

Talking really isn't as important at this second.

[emovampboy]

He returns the kiss, using his hand to assist in locating anything Reeve might miss, but otherwise stroking his claw down Reeve's arm softly before scratching up it.

[plate_builder]

Talk about distracting. Reeve groans against Vincent's lips, momentarily distracted by the scratches. Once he adjusted to the contact, though, he returned his attention to the process at hand, which meant pulling his lips from Vincent's. Damn if he just didn't need his eyes to do this faster.

With the collar handled it's easier to find some of the clasps and buttons on the chest which need worked off before he can unzip further, finally gracing him with the pale expanse of Vincent's collar. Which, of course, is where Reeve's lips soon fall. He'll get further on in a moment, he just wants to suck one bruise into the skin here, a momentary possession of this man.

[emovampboy]

The intention of the claws wasn't to distract, but he can't complain if he did, especially since Reeve doesn't seem to be distracted for long. He also seems to be getting the hang of Vincent's outfit... something which he also won't complain about once the man finds his neck.

A small sound meets the sucking, and as quiet as it is, it is certainly not displeased.

[plate_builder]

At least he knows what sorts of contact he can use to get Vincent going, which is something he enjoys. Unfortunately he has other things he wants to do, which includes further working down the suit. He wants Vincent bare for him. And to do it right now he's not looking too close. Hopes that the scars don't bother Vincent.

He doesn't want this to be a self-conscious moment.

"how far down does the zipper go?" he mumbles against a stretch of muscle, his lips whispering across skin.

[emovampboy]

He doesn't seem to be all that self-conscious, or if hee is, Vincent is very good at hiding it. Indeed, he is more concerned with watching and trying to relax into what Reeve is doing.

[plate_builder]

Hopefully he's managed to be something worth relaxing into. His lips moved slowly down Vincent's body as his fingers kept the zipper moving. His other hand moves down to a leg to stroke over it, to press against Vincent through the material.

[emovampboy]

Vincent arches just faintly at the touches, leg shifting a small amount.

[plate_builder]

"Enjoying it then?" Reeve asks with a smile. With the zipper further down, the material loose, it's nothing at all to slip a hand under the suit, to run fingers over skin that he's never even seen. It's nice, just to feel him like this.

"Because I want to make sure you enjoy this moment."

[emovampboy]

"So far." Vincent agrees, before making a small jerk at that hand sliding into cloth and onto skin, breath hitching.

[plate_builder]

Now that is a good sound. Leaves a thoughtful smile on his lips as he moves down to suck on an exposed nipple. Meanwhile his hand continues gliding over covered skin, trying to see if he can find places that make Vincent react more.

[emovampboy]

Vincent doesn't quite notice the smile, apparently having finally decided to drop any of his usual stoicism and over-analyzation to just relax and feel - or perhaps he is still analyzing, just in a different way.

Reeve's examinations will find him a few things, including that Vincent's upper thighs being touched will lead to a small jerk, and that his sucking at the vamp's nipple gets a very small moan.

[plate_builder]

Well, that small moan definitely gets redoubled effort. Licks and sucks and works it over as his hands pull back enough to reach up to his shoulders. Time to get this off his arms.

[emovampboy]

Vincent seems to continue to enjoy what Reeve is doing, body shuddering just slightly, the occasional sound adding to the indication that the touch is doing its work.

As soon as Reeve is moving to try and remove more, however, Vincent shifts just slightly to assist.

[plate_builder]

Probably would need more than that. At last Reeve pulls back, thoughtful. He smiles as he considers Vincent, finally removing hands and lips from his body.

"I want this off, at least to the level of your waist. Is that okay?"

[emovampboy]

Vincent raises a brow, pressing Reeve back so that he can sit up properly, giving his answer by sliding off the cloth Reeve was just working at, unintentionally rolling his shoulders as he does and giving Reeve a view of moving muscle that will probably please his artistic side.

[plate_builder]

Oh, it pleases his artistic side so much. Reeve is left staring at him, watching the role of muscles. Is he drooling? No. But damn if he feels like he shouldn't be. As the material rolls off of his shoulders Reeve reaches out. Before the man can lay back down Reeve is against him, lips gliding over his shoulder, kissing and nipping at skin.

[emovampboy]

There's a moment of amusement in Vincent's mind, a realization that Reeve can be quite quick when he isn't acting laid back - almost Cait-like, really.

A moment which fades to the back of his mind quickly as those little nips draw just the faintest gasps from Vincent, and unthinking he grabs at the back of Reeve's head to make sure the man doesn't move away.

Honestly, who knew just a bit of touch from this man could unravel Vincent so quickly? He'd have to ponder why later... especially as his desires towards Lucrecia had not been so bold.

[plate_builder]

Well there you go, Reeve's found something to go at. He pushes Reeve back into the bed, moving with him so that he doesn't have to take his lips from Vincent. Kisses and bites at skin, because he has to try and kiss a lot more of Vincent's skin.

[emovampboy]

Vincent lays back with the indication Reeve gives, moaning gently at the continued bites and kisses.

[plate_builder]

"Seems I'm not the only one that likes a bit of roughness," he hums against Vincent's shoulder. "Should I bite more? Would you like that?"

Because some people don't want that, and he'd rather define it before he moves back to the true purpose here, to tease Vincent.