Cloud managed to worm a hand between them and quickly unfastened clothing, hissing as cooler air washed over heated flesh even as he tipped his head to one side for Vincent to trail his fangs down the blond’s tanned neck while the metal gauntlet scraped down the stone wall behind Cloud, leaving furrows in the hard stone. Wrapping a sword callused hand around them both, Cloud started stroking and whimpered as those fangs dug into his skin, sending bolts of pleasure through him as Vincent’s growling got louder. Hips rocked together as both sought completion and a release from the emotions still pounding through their bodies that left them balancing on a razor’s edge of lust and violence.

The blond never wondered if this was a side effect of the mako running through them or from Hojo’s tinkering. It never mattered when Vincent wrestled him against a wall or the bed and fucked Cloud senseless, both clawing and growling at each other like a pair of mountain cats vying for domination. Vincent was the only one who could give him a challenge when it came to strength and skill, giving Cloud a new face to see instead of one with materia green cat eyes framed with long silver hair.

They shuddered together, a low moan slipping past fangs buried into soft skin and breath hitching beneath tanned skin before they melted against the wall with Cloud holding Vincent up. Soon they will straighten their clothes and return to the house they shared, but now, they were content to lean there, enjoying the aftermath of a battle well fought.