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]

"Yes, I really would," Reeve agrees as he stares up at the other man. This mischief will be met with eagerness thank you very much.

[emovampboy]

"Hmn..." Vincent moves to unpin Reeve, but it's only for a moment, just long enough to get his arm under Reeve, flip him to his stomach and place his clawed hand on his neck to pin him again, before leaning to whisper by his ear. "Are you absolutely sure? You don't know what I'm thinking."

[plate_builder]

Was this supposed to dissuade him? Because Reeve now had a theory of what was coming next. He turns his head just enough to breathe easily, wiggling a little under Vincent.

"Do it," he eggs on, squirming a little under Vincent. "Please."

I doubt Reeve expects this

[emovampboy]

Did he know what was coming? Vincent had surprised him before, and he had a feeling he would now.

Slowly he slides his hand down Reeve's back, running his fingers along the spine to bring a tingle, moving until they reach the tailbone, and lingering there a moment. Let Reeve suspect as he will. Let him be surprised.

Vincent's hand moves again, fingers splaying out across one cheek of Reeve's ass, before raising just enough that the downward motion will leave a good little sting, as well as a nice, though quiet, slapping sound.

Yes, Reeve brings something evil out of Vincent, and he does hope the man realizes it.

This is precisely what Reeve expected and hopes for actually

[plate_builder]

Yes.

Damn this is good. Reeve's abuot moaning at the first sting, and yeah, he's lifting his hips to give Vincent a better chance to strike.

"Is that it?"

Naughty Reeve

[emovampboy]

The response earns a small brow raise from Vincent. The intention hwd been to get a blush out of Reeve, but instead he gets this? The man truly likes his pain, doesn't he? And maybe more...?

May as well see where this goes, then.

Vincent brings his hand back down, this time a little bit more firmly, red eyes focused on Reeve's reactions.

Re: Naughty Reeve

[plate_builder]

Truly embarrassment was easily bypassed by sheer desire, and that strike does enough to override all concern. His whole body rocks forward as much as the hand pushing his neck down allows, and he moans into the pillow over the pleasure of the sting.

"That's... that's better."

[emovampboy]

"Interesting..." Vincent runs his hand back up Reeve's spine, leaning over to nip Reeve's ear. "Do you know you might be dangerous to me?"

[plate_builder]

"Dangerous?" Reeve asks, his blood just about singing at the soothing touch so soon after a strike. It's about that special sort of play, pain and pleasure and comfort, and Vincent seems to know his way around it without even being taught.

"Because I make you hungry?"

[emovampboy]

Whether it was instinct or just the nature Vincent kept, he had always been sort of gentle, it would have certainly gotten his mind working if Reeve said something about this mix.

Instead, it will have to work on what he does say, humming slightly. "No... Hungry isn't right... more a thirst..."

[plate_builder]

Thirsty? Nope, that isn't okay. Leaving someone thirsty could be bad for their health. Wonderful.

"Then by all means, quench your thirst."

[emovampboy]

"Are you sure about that..?" He draws his hand down the spine again. "I might hurt you on accident."

[plate_builder]

"I'd let you know," Reeve promises, looking back over his shoulder at Vincent. Can't turn much to manage it, but he'd pleased. "I'm sure."

[emovampboy]

Vincent is quiet for a few moments, obviously thinking things through, before nipping Reeve's ear again gently and shifting away to place his hand on Reeve's ass again.

"Better tell me..." It's all the warning he gives before bringing his hand up to strike Reeve at a stronger strength than his last two strikes.

[plate_builder]

Oh yes, that's good. He moans louder, his whole body jerking at the contact. Hisses in pleasure and yeah, he's getting hard again.

"Still good."

[emovampboy]

Vincent keeps his eyes on Reeve, increasing his strength slowly, looking for where things cross from pleasurable to painful. May as well get that memorized now.

[plate_builder]

Honestly, Reeve gets a bit serious with how much he can handle before he finally winces and immediately tells Vincent he can't take any more than that much. In fact, please scale it down just a touch. By that point his ass is most decidedly red from the attention, and he might have to sleep on his stomach. And he still looks pleased.

"Yeah. That... that's good. Just... rub it a bit? Helps take care of the sting some."

[emovampboy]

Vincent processes it all, his mind apparently only blank when he was on the receiving end. And yet, despite that such a thing might be seen as a negative, especially if Reeve were made aware, Vincent is content; every bit of knowledge he builds up now he can use for later, and without as much thought.

Knowledge Reeve is freely giving, if the fact he's giving Vincent pointers is any indication.

His hand moves down, doing as Reeve suggests, even as Vincent draws his claw away, taking a moment to make sure he has left no mark, before using it to very softly draw through Reeve's hair, some strange mix of stroking and brushing.

[plate_builder]

"Good," Reeve about hums, and whether it's the massaging hand or the stroking claw is up for debate.

"It's called... it's called after care. Important when bringing any sort of binding or consensual pain into the bedroom. Helps... helps the brain come back down from the act. Don't know why, but with one you want the other."

No reason he can't teach. Though he isn't really moving.

[emovampboy]

After care, huh? Something he might have to research, though for now he dips down to turn Reeve just enough to kiss him softly. "What else helps?"

[plate_builder]

"Well, I am quite happy to just have you close."

That's its own comfort, and Reeve likes the comfort of being this close to Vincent. Oh dear, meetings are going to be troublesome the next day. He was going to have trouble not remembering what Vincent did nothing.

[emovampboy]

"Hm..." He strokes Reeve's hair gently. "You are an interesting man."

[plate_builder]

"Yes, I'm certain I am. But I think you are too. And if I'm not wrong, you enjoyed that," Reeve smirks. "Like I did. A lot."

As if to underline the point he shifts his hips just enough to grind himself against the sheets under him. What? A few minutes of that and of course his body had reacted in more than one way.

[emovampboy]

Vincent flushes faintly, eyes darting away briefly, before he shakes his head. "I'm not sure if that is entirely true... though it was... interesting to watch you."

Yeah, he's totally lying. What?

[plate_builder]

"I suppose I can let you keep your dignity if it makes you feel better to think you didn't like that as much as I did."

Well... Perhaps not as much, because there's Reeve, turning carefully on his side so he can take himself in hand and stroke.

"Or liked it well enough.