|white_jenna (white_jenna) wrote in areyougame,|
@ 2008-10-01 08:36:00
|Entry tags:||*final fantasy vii, author: white_jenna|
Centerfold, Final Fantasy VII, (Cid & Vin)
Warnings: don't think so
Word count: 180
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII (any of the compilations), whomever wants to play (or gets drug in kicking and screaming): dirty pictures - My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold, my angel is the centerfold
Summary: Cid gets a surprise
A/N: This is my own prompt, and I've sent it out to play several times without specifying characters, and have been delighted with the responses (Tifa, and Angeal/Genesis). However, this was the image I always had in my own mind, influenced by the wonderful artwork of ani_mama over at LJ. The quote is from "Centerfold" by the J. Giles Band.
Cid squeezed his eyes shut, counted to three, and opened them again. The image remained unchanged. So much pale skin, exposed for all the world to see. Toned arms stretched up and crossed behind the head, a hands breadth of gold visible on the left. Sleek midnight hair draping down that gorgeous torso, scars minimized by the lighting, but still there if you knew where to look (and, oh, did Cid know). A drape of familiar red barely covering the lap, black hair peeking up above. Long legs that seemed to go on forever, kneeling on more red. And that face. An open “come hither” expression written upon every beautiful inch and deep in those crimson eyes. Lips smiling in invitation. “All my love, Vincent” written in familiar handwriting off to the side. And yet, this was no professional glossy photo, no extremely personal gift. This was the centerfold in a well known men's magazine.
“Oh, Vin”, Cid muttered in a voice tinged with lust and anger, “you and I are going to have a talk when I get home.”