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.

Comments

[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.

[plate_builder]

The tree is a good choice. He feels so good, pressed back against it, someone pressing against him. It's nice, better than nice, and he kisses Vincent back, eager and intent on the pleasure of it all.

[emovampboy]

Allowing the bundle he was carrying to drop, never breaking the kiss, Vincent lets his hand stroke gently down Reeve's side, using the clawed one to carefully pull their bodies closer together.

[plate_builder]

There's still a light chill out, and because of that, Reeve is a little reluctant to drop his own bundle. But the heat of Vincent is so much more demanding, so much more important, so he does so. Drops the bundle and sights in contentment as he is pulled in to the kiss.

[emovampboy]

It may get chilly later, when they are done and going back to Vincent's, yet for now the ex-Turk intends to keep things on the hot side as much as he can.

Pressing at Reeve's lips, asking permission to enter that mouth, the hand stroking the WRO leader's side moves to stroke his still-clothed abdomen, dropping just slightly to almost touch something far more sensitive.

[plate_builder]

It was nice how much the man was moving against him. He sighs as he opens his mouth, letting himself be pressed up against, wrapping his arms around the other man, pulling at his hair. The locks are so soft. Meanwhile his hips were rolling forward against Vincent. So damn good.

[emovampboy]

Vincent explores Reeve's mouth slowly, focused a bit more on stopping those hips from moving as he began to work away the other man's pants again.

Obviously he has every intent on making sure Reeve is naked and wanting as fast as is allowed.

[plate_builder]

Well, he was already wanting. The naked part was definitely something that was going to happen quickly, because Reeve's own hands are going to try and pull his pants off quickly, even if he's shaking with cold.

[emovampboy]

Vincent draws back from the kiss, moving to lick Reeve's earlobe as he reaches down to gently grab and begin to stroke Reeve.

"If you get too cold, tell me..."

[plate_builder]

"You'll have ot keep me warm," Reeve reminds him, thrusting against that stroking grip. Yes, this was good. He wants this, more than he can say.

"Faster. Work me over fast, Vincent."

[emovampboy]

Vincent smiles faintly, leaning in to kiss Reeve again, stroking faster as the man requests and wishing both his hands were functional for situations like this. He could do so much more if they were.

For now, one hand and his mouth will have to do, though; the latter which doesn't hold the kiss long, instead moving to focus on Reeve's neck with little licks and nips.

[plate_builder]

They'll find a way around that problem, with time. For now, it's enough. It's enough just to be held, to be wanted, to have a hand stroking him off while he's being kissed so deeply. He feels wanted, and he whine into the kiss, his hips rolling forward, appreciating the attention and pleasure he'd being offered.

[emovampboy]

At the least, Reeve will find Vincent is eager enough to please, and after a time of stroking nipping, he draws back to meet Reeve's eyes, looking a tad awkward.

"I'm not very experienced, but... how do you want to proceed?"