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Vincent/Yuffie- Scheme Of The Wounded

Title: Scheme Of The Wounded
Author/Artist: butterflys_fics
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Vincent Valentine/Yuffie Kisaragi
Theme: 02- Bath
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Spoilers: Nope
Warnings: language, limey goodness
Rating: Hard R
Author's Notes: Nope

She pressed herself against the edge of the tub, arms leaning out of it, the cool ceramic against her skin, water sloshing precariously near the lip, ready to spill out at any moment. “Vinnie, no one’s going to attack me in the bathroom, you know.” She smiled at him. “I think I can bathe without you keeping guard.”

“You’re still hurt,” he reminded her, eyes never leaving the wall in front of him as he stood near the door, arms folded across his chest. “I’m merely here to make sure nothing happens to you.”

“What could happen to me?”

“You could hurt yourself. Again.”

“Gawd, Vinnie, it was an accident. Are you ever going to let me forget it?”

“Perhaps, although not any time soon.”

“Meanie.” Her bottom lip turned into a pout as she looked away from him, her own arms folding over her dainty breasts. “You can be so mean to me, Vinnie.”

“I am nothing of the sort.”

“Are, too.”

“If you say so, Yuffie.”

Watching him out of the corner of her eye she became more and more annoyed by his calm exterior, the way he kept gazing off into space as though he were a statue. Smirking to herself she lowered her arms back into the water, sitting be a bit higher. Putting on her best wounded face she began whimpering, muttering ‘ouch’ under her breath until he left his post, going over and bending down over the tub. “Did you hurt yourself?”

She kept the whimpering up for several seconds until her hand shot out, grabbing onto his shirt and tugging him with her down into the tub, sending water sloshing over the edge and onto the tiled floor. Her legs protested at the sudden weight on top of them, but the look of utter surprise on his face amused her enough where it didn’t both her.

She tugged on his shirt once again, pulling his face closer to hers until she felt his warm breath on her face. “I told you I was fine, Vinnie, so stop worrying about it. Have some fun at least if you’re going to be in here.”

“And how do you purpose I do that, Yuffie?”

“Do you want the simple answer or the complicated one?”

“Whichever you prefer.”

“Short it is then.” She leaned forward until her lips were just a breath away from his. “Fuck me.” Then her lips were on his, firm and insistent, swallowing his initial surprise at her sudden boldness.

His surprise was only renewed as her hand slid down, cupped him through his clothes, squeezed him as if to demand he act, and act he did, sliding his own hand up her leg, sliding his fingers inside of her, stroking her to breathy whimpers and soft moans.

Well, if she wanted him to have fun, he might as well do it.
Tags: 15_limes, vincent, vincent/yuffie, yuffie, yuffie/vincent
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