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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[emovampboy]

Vincent keeps up the gentle kiss for a moment or two, drawing back with a question to ask.

"Do we want to stay here... or go back to my place?"

[plate_builder]

"Your place. We're going to get really cold really quick now."

And of course, they're going to make their clothes messy, and he'll be cold getting changed back into clothes, but they'll live.

[emovampboy]

Vincent nods, kissing Reeve once more, before moving to let Reeve up and starting to fix his own clothes.

[plate_builder]

Oh it's so cold with Vincent moving away. But he could manage little else. Once Vincent let him up, Reeve started to pull at his own clothes, trying to get them on while as much under the blankets as possible.

"I feel like a naught young man."

[emovampboy]

"Do you?" His own clothes basically in place, Vincent looks at Reeve. "We haven't really done anything all that naughty, though."

[plate_builder]

"I do," Reeve laughs in delight. "And there are plenty who think outdoor sex is naughty."

He finishes getting himself dressed and slowly stands. Okay, there it was.

[emovampboy]

Vincent actually chuckles as he moves to collect the things they were laying on, voicef amused.

"That wasn't really sex, though. Just a bit of stimulation."

[plate_builder]

"Intimacy is intimacy, Vincent," Reeve counters.

Someone doesn't need to deny them the statement of their pleasure.

[emovampboy]

"Hm... Wouldn't you rather we try it by my definition while you're here? I know a few trees we could lay under." Vincent sounds the same as ever, as if what he is saying isn't completely out of character, eyes set on Reeve to see his response.

[plate_builder]

Well, that sounds good. Reeve laughs and nods.

"That sounds quite welcome to me," Reeve answers.

[emovampboy]

"Now that's naughty." Everything gathered, Vincent looks to see if Reeve is ready to go.

[plate_builder]

Reeve laughs and follows along.

"Come now, we were already naughty, Vincent."

[emovampboy]

"Perhaps." He falls silent a momemt, guiding them back to the natural steps that lead up here, before asking. "Does it make you feel strange... my being more open?"

[plate_builder]

"No," Reeve answered, smiling as he moves. "I like it. It's been a while, but I love it."

[emovampboy]

"Good..." There may be a small sigh of relief, even though Vincent thinks he may have asked this before, it still obviously concerns him. "If you wish, we can come back out here tomorrow night for more star gazing."

[plate_builder]

"And actually gaze?" Reeve laughs, rushing to catch up. "Rather than getting lost in each other."

[emovampboy]

"... If we get it out of our systems tonight and tomorrow, yes." Obviously even he knows it is a tall order.

[plate_builder]

"I don't think I'll ever have it out of my system," Reeve laughs. "I haven't had a way for it not to be in my system in a while."

But mostly, he was just interested in Vincent, a good man that he wanted a piece of in many ways.

[emovampboy]

"We'll try anyway." There was little else to say on the topic, so Vincent just keeps walking, offering Reeve a hand whenever they come to a bad spot, and works slowly towards home.

[plate_builder]

Cute that Vincent thought that, after the first time Reeve needs help, he ever drops Vincent's hand. Nope, he just wants to hold it.

"I think whatever we want to do, whatever moves us, is what we should do. NO pressure."

[emovampboy]

At the least, Vincent doesn't pull his hand away from Reeve. Likely, he actually enjoys it well enough, though it would be hard to tell since he keeps his eyes forward.

At least until Reeve speaks again, to which red eyes shift to look at Reeve, the former Turk nodding and stopping.

"So... If I wanted to just go ahead and enjoy you a little more here and now, I should?"

[plate_builder]

Here and now? In the cold wild? Why not?

"OF course, if that's what we want, that's up to us. We're adults, allowed to do what we want and need."

And him? He wants this.

[emovampboy]

"Within reason." Vincent agrees, moving so he can shift his load and kiss Reeve deeply, whatever bit of timidness from earlier seemingly all but gone.

[plate_builder]

A lack of timidness is nice, and Reeve loves the way that Vincent just goes for what he wants.

The sighs happily against those lips, happy to have the attention.

[emovampboy]

Slowly Vincent deepens the kiss, his hand moving up to stroke Reeve's face gently, slowly trying to press him back into a nearby tree so he has something to lean against.