rikusbeloved - AddictedMore Like This
It's like you're a drug
It's like you're a demon I can't face down
Vincent didnt move or even look up as he heard the door to the bedroom open. It could only be one person. His eyes half shut, blankly looking upon the world with eyes that showed he wasnt even really there anymore.
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time
He felt the bed shift softly as the other person sat down, gentle and careful not to wake the man who wasnt asleep. Vincent wasnt fooled, Sephiroth knew he wasnt asleep. He was just playing along until it suited him. There was a few rustling noises and Vincent faintly heard Sephiroth remove his boots, his leather clothing creaking as he moved, rustling audibly over his skin and folds of the material. That sound would always haunt him, that soft, whisper of a motion that could only be from him.
Cloud wore leather, hell even Vincent wore leather but neither of them made a sound like