Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmare ❯ IV ( Chapter 4 )

Nightmare

By: Akiko

Chpt. IV -


Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong and were created by Square-Enix and it will stay that way. The story and idea, on the other hand, do belong to me. So please do not copy it and claim it as your own, thank you. ~Akiko

“Le-Let me go..” Cloud struggled, twisting about the best he could to get free, but it wasn't working, he was still straddled and not getting anywhere, the only thing he was managing to do was ware himself would.

Sephiroth leaned down, brushing his lips over Cloud's before moving them to his neck slowly. He held both of the blonde's wrists down with one hand while he let the other brush down Strife's side slowly and pausing it when it reached his hip. “It's even more fun when you fight back, Cloud, but don't ware yourself out too badly,” he spoke calmly. “I would hate to not hear that voice of yours screaming,” he finished, smirking once more.

The former general snatched Cloud's lips in a rough kiss before the blonde could say anything or protest vocally.

Cloud stiffened at this, tensing up completely. This had been the last thing he'd ever expected from Sephiroth, the man he'd work so hard to kill after the man burned own his hometown. Cloud tried to struggle some more, but it didn't work still, and Sephiroth's body on top of his kept him from struggling as much.

Sephiroth finally let the kiss break and placed his lips gently to Cloud's neck, giving the flesh a nip and causing the soldier under him to jump slightly. He smirked some more. “You should relax, Strife,” he spoke softly, but it was still in a cold tone. “Keep being tense and it'll only hurt more the further we go.”

“Fu.. Further?!” Cloud shouted out, looking at Sephiroth with wide eyes, his breathing picking up pace at this.

“You didn't think I'd come for just a few kisses did you?” Sephiroth questioned, seeming slightly amused with Cloud's surprise to the statement.

“You bastard! Get off me!” Cloud shouted out, struggling once more. He knew it'd do no good, but he didn't want to give up.

Sephiroth moved the hand that he placed on Cloud's hip between the man's legs and gave him a good grope. He watched as Cloud stopped and took in a gasp of air, tensing up some more at it. Sephiroth slowly released Cloud and watched his chest rise and fall at a good pace. “Well, that got you silent,” he smirked.

“You bastard,” Cloud growled as he glared up at Sephiroth with his defiant mako blue eyes.

“You know you want it Strife, so why fight so hard?” he asked, kissing the blonde's neck once more. “You've longed for this attention for a while, but not just from anyone…”

“You're insane,” Cloud growled, trying to get his wrists free from Sephiroth's grasp. He knew once his hands were free he could stop the general's assault.

The general's hand moved up and started to slowly unbutton Cloud's shirt. “Insane, possibly. But I know your mind better than you know it yourself, Strife. I made it my passion to live to torture you as I worked to destroy this plant for `kaasan,” he commented. “I've seen the things you've wanted, Cloud…”

“I've never wanted this from you!” Cloud shouted once more, breathing heavily as he tried to kick Sephiroth off, but not doing so great with that attempt either. Sephiroth had been right, this is one of the few things he had wanted from the general, but he didn't want Sephiroth to think that was true.

“My pathetic puppet,” he whispered in Cloud's ear, brushing his cold, gloved fingers over the warmth of Cloud's chest, causing the blonde to tense and take in a small gasp of air. “Don't try to lie,” he spoke as he nipped at his ear lobe. “I know everything you've wanted from me, now I'm trying to give you one and you're refusing it..? A bit rude, don't you think?” he asked, finding the sensitive flesh upon Cloud's neck and nipping it hard.

His hand brushed over the brim of Cloud's pants and unfastened them. He slipped his hand down, into the fabric, and past the boxers. His fingers traced the hard flesh, which made him sneer some more. “See, even your body is admitting to the truth, why not you, Strife?” Sephiroth asked, sliding his tongue over the blonde's jaw line.

Cloud's back arched as he felt the cold gloves on Sephiroth's hand brush over his cock, his eyes falling closed. A small sound of pleasure slipped out from the back of his throat, against his will. He then tried to get his wrists free once more to push Sephiroth away, but to no avail.

Sephiroth gave Cloud another grope and closed his eyes as he listened to the blonde give out another pleased sound. “Just give in. I love it when you try to fight against what you want, makes you rather adorable, Strife. But at this moment I just want to hear you screaming,” he commented, giving Cloud another grope, only harder this time.

Cloud clenched his fists, biting his bottom lip to fight another sound from slipping out, but one did. His body leaned into Sephiroth's hand, betraying him. He finally gave into the general, relaxing a bit and opening his eyes and looking up at the man.

“That's a good puppet,” he smirked and snatches Cloud's lips in another kiss, slowly releasing his wrists and brushes both his hands over the ex-soldier's chest. Cloud moved his hands, his eyes falling back closed as he pushed back into the kiss. His hands found the front of Sephiroth's jacket and unfastened it, pushing it off his shoulders slightly.