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rapacityinblueTitle: So Bare Is My Heart
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII (Dirge of Cerberus)
Spoilers: None
Rating: R for naked showers and ménage à trois.
Summary: Reeve and Vincent share a domestic moment.
Word Count: 285
Notes: Written for30_anthems. Prompt #05, “Undenied”. 6/30
In a corner of his mind, Reeve wondered how much longer he had before Vincent took objection to the contact and pulled away. His fingers dug through thick locks of dark, slick with cream rinse as they “accidentally” kneaded the other man's scalp, making the most of each stolen second. Neither insulted the other by believing Reeve actually had Vincent fooled.
Yuffie had opened the door by accosting Vincent in the night with costume cement, giving him a stylin' new 'do that would have put a certain Neibleheim-born SOLDIER to shame if he'd seen it. Of course, no one had seen it, because Vincent had stalked into the bathroom bringing Cerberus with him, and Yuffie took the cue to make herself scarce, leaving Reeve to brave the other man's wrath. There, as he patiently worked gel from each section of hair (not, Shiva fend, to be described as 'curl'), he had learned exactly how much Vincent enjoyed having his scalp massaged.
And so, after shared showers became the norm, Reeve had spared Vincent's pride and offered to wash his hair. It went without saying that Reeve would exploit the situation to the fullest. Vincent, for reasons of his own, allowed the treatment to a point, and pretended not to notice if Reeve took half again as long as he did on himself.
Knowing they neared the limit, Reeve gently nudged Vincent under the shower head and completed the massage as he slicked clean the rest of the conditioner.
Yuffie, of course, noticed the improvement, and commented on it with all the decorum one expected of Yuffie.
Still, Reeve sometimes wondered, as the girl sprawled asleep in in the shared bed outside the door, if this guilty pleasure bordered perilously close on infidelity.
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII (Dirge of Cerberus)
Spoilers: None
Rating: R for naked showers and ménage à trois.
Summary: Reeve and Vincent share a domestic moment.
Word Count: 285
Notes: Written for
30_anthems. Prompt #05, “Undenied”. 6/30In a corner of his mind, Reeve wondered how much longer he had before Vincent took objection to the contact and pulled away. His fingers dug through thick locks of dark, slick with cream rinse as they “accidentally” kneaded the other man's scalp, making the most of each stolen second. Neither insulted the other by believing Reeve actually had Vincent fooled.
Yuffie had opened the door by accosting Vincent in the night with costume cement, giving him a stylin' new 'do that would have put a certain Neibleheim-born SOLDIER to shame if he'd seen it. Of course, no one had seen it, because Vincent had stalked into the bathroom bringing Cerberus with him, and Yuffie took the cue to make herself scarce, leaving Reeve to brave the other man's wrath. There, as he patiently worked gel from each section of hair (not, Shiva fend, to be described as 'curl'), he had learned exactly how much Vincent enjoyed having his scalp massaged.
And so, after shared showers became the norm, Reeve had spared Vincent's pride and offered to wash his hair. It went without saying that Reeve would exploit the situation to the fullest. Vincent, for reasons of his own, allowed the treatment to a point, and pretended not to notice if Reeve took half again as long as he did on himself.
Knowing they neared the limit, Reeve gently nudged Vincent under the shower head and completed the massage as he slicked clean the rest of the conditioner.
Yuffie, of course, noticed the improvement, and commented on it with all the decorum one expected of Yuffie.
Still, Reeve sometimes wondered, as the girl sprawled asleep in in the shared bed outside the door, if this guilty pleasure bordered perilously close on infidelity.