Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Family ❯ A Night Out ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Family
November 2, 2006
Pairings: Sephiroth/Cloud
Disclaimer: We do not own any characters of Final Fantasy. They are the property of Square Enix and Sony. we do not make any money from the writing of this story.
W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. We are letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.

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Notes: Hello everyone, Mitts & I, hope you are enjoying the fic so far. I've decided to post on my birthday today, because this story is a gift from me to all of you.

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Chapter 2: A Night Out

The results of the boy's latest tests looked very promising to Hojo, as he finished reviewing the bio-charts he held in his hand. By his estimate, the subject would ovulate soon, and they would be able to extract more eggs from him.

The last month's batch had been utterly worthless. All the embryos had died after just four weeks of cell division. But with this batch of eggs, Hojo felt quite confident that they would grow to full development. They had to…. because, once that step was completed, he would then continue with the second phrase of creating a naturally born superhuman—inseminating the boy with Sephiroth's sperm.

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“I don't know, Zack, I'm pretty tired and I'm not feeling all that great.”

Cloud's friend Zack, was visiting. The SOLDIER 1st Class was the only one permitted to see Cloud every Wednesday for an hour. Cloud was never left alone with any of the other recruits for extended periods of time. Not that Cloud would hangout with the cadets anyway.

They had made his life before the exams a nightmare. They'd always picked on him for his small size and for the feminine grace he displayed when he handled his weapon. Plus, Cloud was the only one who had been able to take on the General during one-on-one sword combat. In addition to that, the cadets were jealous of Cloud's innate ability to use Materia without instruction.

Rumors had spread through the ranks like wild-fire, of Cloud being the General's pet in more ways than one. The rumors had continued to burn, especially when neither came forth to deny or confirm if they were, indeed, lovers.

“Come on, Cloud. You've been hidden away from the rest of humanity for too long and besides, I already told Seph you were coming, and he was kind of blushing by the looks of it if I'm not mistaken,” Zack said, excitement laced in his voice.

The dark haired SOLDIER moved a little closer to his friend. “Isn't this what you've been waiting for since you first set eyes on him?”

“I—I… uh, don't know wh-what you've talking about,” Cloud replied nervously, averting his eyes, hoping that Zack didn't witness the sudden shine that lit up the blue of his iris's.

Melodic laughter filled the room.

“You don't? Well, let me help you… you like the General.”

“I do not!” Cloud denied vehemently, fearful that his secret had been discovered.

The blond cringed when Zack laughed even harder, which caused him to blush.

“If you say so, Cloud, but just between you and me, I think that you would be good for Seph,” Zack admitted. Standing up and stretching, he changed the subject. “Anyway, I'm not taking no as an answer. We'll be back `round at 19:00 hours on Friday to pick you up. You'd better be ready……Bye!”

The heavy metal door slid shut before Cloud realized that Zack had left.

What did he mean by,`I would be good for him? Cloud pondered.

Deciding not to dwell on the matter a second longer, Cloud went to bed. Somehow, he knew he was going to need all the energy he could get, if he were to survive a night with Zack and Sephiroth.

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Multi-colored strobe lights flashed wildly around the crowed dance floor. Men and women erotically grated against each other to the beat of the loud music.

As Zack, Sephiroth, and Cloud struggled past the maze of hot sweaty bodies, Cloud could clearly see some of the patrons were making out in the darker sections of the establishment. The heavy scent of sex wafted in and out of Cloud's sensitive nose, causing him to cringe with embarrassment and fear.

He stayed closed to his friends.

Near the DJ box, couples were practically getting it on right on the floor.

Zack led them deeper into the club, then up a set of stairs. Another bar was fully stocked on the second level.

On the landing over looking the moving throng of people, they found an empty table and sat down.

“What'cha have, Sugar?”

Their waitress was pretty, in Cloud's opinion, but he didn't know much about women except for his mom, and she didn't count. Besides, women had never interested him. He much preferred his own sex….. and one man in particular. His eyes shyly drifted over Sephiroth, and he felt his cheeks begin to blush. To keep the redness at bay he turned his attention back to their server, who was getting a list of what to bring them from Zack.

The female was of average height, with a lot of curves, a small waistline, and long slender legs. Her dark hair was tied in a long ponytail down her back, the end barely touching her butt. The T-shirt she wore was low cut, exposing a good portion of her voluptuous breasts.

Cloud glanced away quickly. He felt like a peeping tom. Why women felt the need to show off that part of their anatomy, he would never understand.

Just as suddenly as she had come, their waitress left, to fetch whatever it was Zack had ordered for them.

“It's been a long time, Cloud. How have you been?” Sephiroth asked, with genuine concern in his question. His soft voice was absorbed by the heavy bass, but Cloud and Zack heard him nonetheless.

Not knowing how to respond to the attention Sephiroth was personally giving him, Cloud adverted his eyes to the alcohol stained table, the rosy hue coloring his cheeks once again.

“So Cloud, what nasty experiments are you involved in, that Dr. Frankenstein refuses to let you mingle with us commoners?” Zack cut in. The waitress returned and placed their drinks down, smiling as she left after Zack slipped a piece of paper in her hand.

“Professor Hojo doesn't discuss anything with me, other than my diet and weight. He's keeping me healthy. Besides the Mako injections, I'm okay,” Cloud answered, taking a sip of the fruity smelling drink, before guzzling the rest down in a thirsty gulp.

The empty glass was replaced with a fresh one.

“What Mako injections?” Sephiroth inquired, innocently. What the hell was Hojo thinking by doing that? It was a miracle the boy survived the first dose!

“After about a month of tests, the professor told me that the one reason why I failed my exam for SOLDIER, was because I lacked the physical stamina,” Cloud stated, simply.

Both, Sephiroth and Zack gaped wide-eyed at the teen.

“Uh, Cloud, of course you don't have the strength or endurance for extended periods of combat. You'll only gain that after years of hard training,” Zack explained.

However, Cloud was no longer listening. He was too far gone with his third drink. Taking this as their cue to talk, Sephiroth leaned in towards Zack, and whispered in his ear.

“Hojo has got be testing something on Cloud that he's cooked-up in the lab. Why else would he be giving him Mako injections?”

“It's probably nothing, Seph. Everyone has to have that shit at some point,” Zack tried to reason.

Shaking his head negatively, Sephiroth replied, “Only when you pass the exam, which Cloud didn't. And this leads me to believe that Hojo rigged the damn test to get his hands on him.”

He pulled away sharply from Zack when he began to smell the sweet hypnotic aroma of vanilla. The scent was causing him to become extremely warm. The heat intensified as it pooled in his stomach, then traveled south.

He nearly broke his glass gripping it tightly to keep from moaning out loud. What in the world was wrong with him? Once the bizarre moment passed, Sephiroth took his drink and smelt it. There was nothing unusual about it—Zack always ordered him the same thing—Rum and Coke. But then again, he was on his fourth glass. Perhaps he was getting a little drunk.

No, it couldn't be that, could it? He'd had more than that before, without showing any side effects. Shrugging his shoulder, Sephiroth polished off the drink, and started on the next one.

The waitress kept the alcohol flowing until they called it quits, which was at closing time.

It was three a.m. when they stepped out of the club. Zack helped a semi-conscious Cloud into the back of the jeep they had checked out earlier. Holding his liquor a little bit better than Cloud, Sephiroth was able to walk to the vehicle on his own. He climbed into the back. Zack jumped into the driver's seat, and headed back to base.

Looking from time to time in the rear-view mirror, Zack smiled at the scene the two in the back seat made. Cloud was sat on Sephiroth's lap, with an arm draped around his neck and his head under the General's chin. Sephiroth was hugging Cloud closely to his chest, both his arms held protectively around the blonde, as they slept the entire way home.

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Sephiroths head swam as the temperature in his room became unbearable. He got up out of bed intending to get a glass of water. But the bewitching scent that had him wrapped in a haze of desire was calling him. He knew where he had to go.

His body shook with each agonizing step he took. By the time he reached his destination, he desperately needed the person he'd tried for so long to keep at a distance. He knocked on the door, disappointment shooting through him when it went unanswered. He tried again……Nothing. He was about to give up and turn around, when the door suddenly slid open.

“I'm sorry. I…” he began, but was cut off mid-sentence when soft lips reached up and touched his, small hands drawing him in.

Lured into the dimly lit room, the door slid shut and was automatically locked.

“What are you doing to me?” he asked breathlessly, needing to possess the lovely creature in his arms.

The other said nothing as he led his guest into the bedroom. He couldn't…he was already lost, as Sephiroths smooth hands worked the buttons of his sleep shirt, removing it, tossing the item somewhere on the other side of the room, not caring where it landed, while with his own shaking fingers, he relieved Sephiroth of his shirt too.

Moving closer to caress each other, their passion flared as their skin touched. They could no longer deny the attraction that was pulling them together as they tumbled down upon the double size bed.

Sephiroth stretched out along Cloud's smaller body, covering him with his massive form, having lost his sleeping pants en route to the bed.

He trailed his tongue along the smooth column of Cloud's neck to his collarbone—alternating between biting and sucking the tender flesh.

Cloud moaned when Sephiroth flicked his tongue back and forth over each of his nipples, making them rise.

How many nights have he dreamt about this? Too many to count, and now it was finally happening. Even if it was just for one night, he would cherish this memory for all time.

Sephiroth didn't know what was driving him to make Cloud his, but he knew that after tonight, he was never letting the boy go.

Taking hold of his and Cloud's erections, Sephiroth took his time stroking the silky organs until they were both on the verge of coming. He held Cloud's stiff penis at the base, as he rubbed his own over his lover's entrance, right below his hanging orbs.

Cloud arched his back off the bed. He had never felt like this, so wonton, so alive, as Sephiroth glided the head of his manhood over the small nub of flesh, making him clench his eyes. Cloud wanted him inside him….he needed him inside him. He groaned, and pushed his hips upwards. The head of Sephiroths erection entered, and Cloud gave a small gasp of pain. Sephiroth paused. Then, leaning forward, he began to bite at the erect nipples below him, causing Cloud to gasp now in pleasure.

Sephiroth pushed in as gently as he could once Cloud's attention was elsewhere, but he knew it was still going to hurt Cloud a little because of the lack of preparation. But there was no way he could stop now. With his mind so far gone, Sephiroth couldn't place why taking Cloud was different from all the other men he had taken, but whatever the reason, Cloud was wet and well slicked. Oh, well, he would figure it out later.

Slowly building a set pace, Sephiroth began making love to the willing body beneath him in earnest, his mouth seeking out the seductive lips of Clouds, and engaging in a deep passionate kiss. Cloud wrapped his legs around Sephiroth's waist until the General lifted them over his shoulders, pounding brutally into Cloud until they both came, shouting out each other's name.

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The next morning, Cloud woke up alone in bed. His eyes welled up with water as his head pounded unforgivably. He remembered just how much he'd drunk the night before, and gave a groan. He must have embarrassed himself terribly in front of Sephiroth.

How could I be so stupid! He thought to himself. But at least the dream he'd had last night, involving the General, was worth the headache he was suffering now. He couldn't ever remember feeling so sated in the morning after one of those dreams. He would have liked to have stayed a while longer, reliving the dream, but he needed to bathe, there was dried up semen all over his body.

As he turned over to get out of bed, his head screamed—protesting against the sudden movement.

Maybe going out with Zack was too much for him, because he obviously had one too many drinks. He blamed that on his nervousness at being in Sephiroth's company. Cloud was just thankful that he didn't have to go to the lab until Monday, grateful that he had the next two days to recuperate.

Turning on the lights in the bathroom, Cloud unsteadily made his way to the tub to soak. His body ached all over. What the hell had he done last night to be this sore?

He passed the large mirror that hung on the bathroom wall, but paused, staring wide-eyed at the image it cast back.

Oh, my god! Last night didhappen,his mind suddenly realized.

In the reflection, Cloud's neck and upper torso was littered with love bites. He looked down at his hips and found the bruised impression of fingerprints where his supposed `dream' Sephiroth had grabbed him.

Turning half way in the mirror, he found more bite marks and fingernail scratches on his back. His face flushed as the memory of Sephiroth's lovemaking came back to him, as he remembered how Sephiroth had taken him repeatedly throughout the night.

Yellow and red dots danced before his eyes causing him to feel faint. He turned to go back into his bedroom, with every intension of getting into bed, but was only able to take two steps forward.

And that was how Zack found his friend later that evening—passed out it the middle of the bathroom floor.

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A/N:

ArchNemesis & Mitts