Timeframe: Night after Vincent goes see Lucrecia

Vincent was on the observation deck of the Highwind. It was early night, and he wanted to grab some fresh air before he went to sleep.

Nearby, Barret watched him. He (and the rest of the group) had seen Vincent break down in the cave behind the waterfall earlier that day. The ex-Turk had talked to a strange woman, then had to be dragged out, his emotions overriding everything. He decided it was time to make his move. "Yo Shinra!"

Vincent turned around, startled. He was so deep in his grief that he hadn't even noticed the man standing there. "Y-yes? What is it Barret?"

Barret's eyes gleamed with wicked intent. "I wants you to do sumptin' for me."

"What?" Vincent swallowed nervously.

"Come here." Barret turned around and walked to his room. Vincent followed after him. Once inside his room, Barret locked them in. He smiled evilly at Vincent. "Suck it. Now." He zipped down his fly, and waited.

Completely shocked, Vincent just stood there. //Does he want me to...?//

"Go on!" Barret growled, "Or don' you wants to atone, like you said in dat cave?"

//It's true....// Vincent felt his heart grow heavy. //I must pay for my sins. And that means punishing myself...// His feet dragged as he walked over to Barret. He kneeled in front of the large man, then undid his briefs. The man's cock was the thickest he had ever seen (granted, he hadn't seen many), and took his breath away in revulsion. //For Lucrecia...// he reminded himself. Ignoring his disgust, he placed Barret's cock in his mouth and begun to suck it.

"Ah yeah...you jus' a Shinra cocksucker, aren't ya?" Barret insulted, then began to moan. He began to crush Vincent's head against him, grinding it onto his manhood.

Vincent felt a tear drop from his eye, but forced himself to keep on going. After what seemed like forever, Barret climaxed. Vincent spit out the substance, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

"Dere you go..." Barret said in a weak voice, "That Lucrecia shoo like you now, ehh?" He smirked, then went to his bed, "If I needs you again, I'll call ya."

Vincent unlocked the door and walked out as he heard Barret laugh to himself. He sniffled, but once again forced his emotions back. //How many times did Lucrecia cry? Too many, I mustn't be weak...// He quickly entered a washroom and rinsed his mouth. After that, he started walking towards his room. Tifa popped out of nowhere. "Tifa?"

She grinned slyly, "Hey Vincent...I'd like to show you something." She grabbed his human arm and pulled him into her room. Laughter in her eyes, she sat on her bed, with him next to her.

"Tifa, um, what are we doing here?" Vincent prayed that she only wanted to talk, but somehow knew better.

"Listen Turk." Her good mood disappeared, replaced by a ice cold attitude, "Even if you weren't there, it's also your fault for the pillar explosion." Tears shone in her eyes. "So you're gonna make up for it, you hear me?!"

Vincent nodded, moderately worried.

"Good." Tifa lay back on her bed, then undid her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. "I want you to lick my tits. Go on!"

Blushing, Vincent moved forward slowly. He knew Tifa was large chested, but he really saw how large when she didn't have a bra on. His tongue timidly licked a nipple, making her shiver.

"Do it, you piece of Turk trash!"

//For Lucrecia...// Vincent opened his mouth and sucked on Tifa's right breast. He massaged it with his tongue, often nibbling on the nipple with his teeth. He knew he was doing it right when he heard her panting and gasping. He turned his attentions to the other tit, noticing how quickly the nipples became hard.

"Now....lick my cunt, bitch!" Tifa almost yelled at him.

Swallowing nervously, Vincent moved down on the bed and undid Tifa's shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties either. The thought of her being a slut entered his head, but he refrained from continuing on that thought. //No. She is doing this so that I can atone for what I did.// He moved his face between her legs and flicked his tongue at her clit, feeling her thighs close around his head. He continued to pleasure her, trying not to gag as she humped his face.

"Yes bitch....!" Tifa tensed as she grabbed onto the sheets, squealing with pleasure.

Vincent pulled his head out when she was done, wiping his face shamefully on his sleeve.

Tifa panted for breath. "You're my bitch now, Turk. But get out, I want to sleep." Obeying, he walked out and closed the door. Tifa giggled as she planned what else he could do for her as she fell asleep.

//Thank the gods that's over...// Vincent shuffled towards his room. Suddenly, a figure stepped before him. "Cloud?" //Don't make me do it again....//

"Vincent, let's go to my room for a second." The leader had seen the ex-Turk taken into the other rooms, and he had heard both Barret and Tifa enjoy themselves. Now it was his turn. "Get on the bed and take off all your clothes."

//Did you suffer this much, Lucrecia? I'm sure you did...I must also suffer then...// Vincent did as he was told, shivering as cool air surrounded his naked skin.

"Get on your hands and knees." Cloud watched with amusement as Vincent did so, looking very scared. He then took off his pants and boxers, climbing onto the bed behind Vincent. His arms grabbed the ex-Turk around the waist, as he straddled him doggie-style. "And keep quiet," he warned.

Vincent bit his lip as Cloud forced his long (yet thin) cock into him. Tears finally flowed freely, though he kept his sounds to a minimum.

Cloud, on the other hand, was grunting every time he entered and pulled out of Vincent. He finally got a full erection and began to pound in and out without remorse for the ex-Turk.

The rammings made Vincent want to scream, but he remembered hearing Lucrecia scream for him once. //No! This is my punishment! I deserve it fully!//

Avalanche's leader groaned as he came, filling Vincent with his essence. He weakly pulled out, gasping. "Now get out. I have no use for sluts once they've done their job."

Vincent wiped away his tears and put on only his boxers and pants before Cloud ran him out. Trying to still his quiet tears, he once again headed for his room. And once again, he was stopped.

Cid got one good look at Vincent's state and remembered all the strange sounds he had heard during the past hour. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened. "Hey Vince, it looks like you need a shower, come with me." He placed an arm around the ex-Turk's shoulder and steered him towards his quarters.

//Lucrecia, am I still not forgiven? Must I go through this again?// He remembered hearing the term 'shower' being used in a disgusting way and prayed that would not be the case with him. He doubted he'd be so lucky though.

The Captain led Vincent into his room, then into the bathroom. He turned on the shower faucet, then took off his own clothes. His hands, which were strong enough to bend some metals, were incredibly gentle as the eased Vincent's few clothes off. He held Vincent's claw and pulled him into the shower.

Vincent tried to avoid looking at him, unsure of what he was planning. His body did relax under the warm water though. But he immediately tensed up when Cid began to wash him with a soapy washcloth. He then gasped as he felt a finger enter him from below. Turning, he saw Cid take it out. //That almost felt good....Perhaps it was just the soap. I doubt it's supposed to feel good.//

Cid lathered up Vincent's back as he looked at his finger. //Damn Cloud...what the fuck is wrong with him?!// He rinsed his hand of the blood and semen, then rinsed the soap off Vincent's body. //I won't treat him like that...// "OK, we're done here Vince."

Once they got out, Cid dried Vincent with a soft towel, then gave him his robe. He just used the now damp towel to wrap around his waist. Vincent wondered at that action. //Could it be...he doesn't want to hurt me?// But as the pilot led him to his bed, Vincent thought he was wrong. //No, this can't be done without hurting...//

Laying him down on the bed, Cid sat on his haunches next to him. The Captain slowly untied Vincent's robe, and parted it. His hands tenderly touched his cock, squeezing it just barely.

Vincent whimpered, but then realized the pressure wasn't increasing. It actually felt good. Still, he had to close his eyes, afraid of what could happen. He kept them closed as he felt Cid let go and shift around the bed. When he opened them, he saw the Captain's knees and calves next to his face, while the pilot's head was over his cock. "Cid?"

The Captain turned back and smiled. "Just relax Vince." His mouth slowly went down on Vincent, gently using his tongue, lips, and teeth.

Vincent groaned. Mostly it was out of shock, but the pleasurable sensations started to overcome him. "Cid....why?"

Cid pulled up, licking the salvia off Vincent's cock as he replied. "Don't you like this?" He kissed Vincent's erect cock, smiling. "I think you do..."

Vincent moaned. This experience was completely different from all the others. Even Lucrecia had never shown him so much gentleness. He then noticed Cid's own cock next to him. He hadn't really seen it when they bathed. The pilot wasn't extremely huge, but he was longer than Barret and thicker than Cloud. It was somehow very beautiful. He reached out and pulled Cid's right knee up over his head and onto the other side.

Cid turned around curiously, then purred as he felt Vincent lick him. He returned the favor, enjoying Vincent's soft and pleasured whimpers. The two sucked each other, almost in time. Cid felt Vincent cum in his mouth, and drank every last drop. He also came, aided by the scent of his lover.

When he was done, he turned around, and placed his arms around Vincent. "Tell me Vince, how do ya feel?" He let go only to pull a blanket over them.

Vincent snuggled closer, feeling warm and secure. "Good. Cid....will Lucrecia always be angry with me?" Though he now had a strong love for the pilot, Lucrecia would always be with him.

"No Vince. I think she forgave you, a long time ago. Now you have to forgive yourself." He kissed Vincent's pale forehead. "I'll help you get through this."

Wrapping his human and claw arm around his protector, Vincent closed his eyes, knowing he was perfectly safe, and that he had been forgiven. And for the first time in 30 years, his sleep was without any nightmares.