Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Future Tense, Unspoken Emotions ❯ Visions of the Past ( Chapter 5 )
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By: 191026 
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst / Shounen | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 08.03.2008 | Pages: 9 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 184 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst / Shounen | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 08.03.2008 | Pages: 9 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 184 | Status: Work In Progress
5.
Sleep came reasonably easily for Sora and Riku on their island that night. However, their dreams became invaded by painful memories of the past.
A past they were thrust into before they were even born.
Sora jumped awake in a strange room. It looked like a military barracks of some sort.
Sitting up and trying to rub the sleep from his tired eyes, he found that every other bed in the place was empty.
“Shit! I slept in again!”
He pulled himself from his uncomfortable bed and swept over to his locker situated a few feet from his bed. As he opened the door, Sora screamed at who he saw in the mirror.
“Cloud?!”
Cloud whipped his head round.
“Ok….must still be dreaming. I thought I heard someone shout on me. But….I’m late. I’ve slept in again. There’s no one about….again.”
“What the hell is this?”
Once again, Cloud turned round.
“This is creeping me out. Chill Cloud….there’s no one there.”
Cloud dressed as quickly as he could in his official but standard Cadet SOLDIER training uniform. He grabbed his training sword and bolted out the room.
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Riku also woke up in strange surroundings. He rolled over to find himself lying in sheets of black satin.
“Cool.”
He stood up….well, tried to.
“Ah dammit! My hair’s caught!”
He looked down to see his knee resting comfortably on top of his hair.
“Wait! This isn’t my hair! It’s down past my knees!”
He sprung out of bed and thundered over to the mirror.
“Holy fuck! Sephiroth!”
Sephiroth had slept in. Something he had never done in all his years as a part of ShinRa. He couldn’t even concentrate on pulling his boots on. He kept hearing what sounded like a voice in his head.
“I must be stressed. The great ShinRa General….going grey from stress!”
Finally the boots were pulled on. Next went the long leather coat. He sheathed Masamune and flew out his door.
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Both Cadet and General were late. Both stormed down adjacent corridors. Finally, the corridor joined as one.
CRASH!
The blonde and the silver haired male crashed into each other and tumbled to the ground, legs and arms askew, intertwined together.
“Oh my God! I’m so sorry General! I wasn’t looking at where I was going!”
Cloud leapt up and offered the General his hand.
Sephiroth snorted at it and helped himself up.
“I-I’m sorry S-Sir! It wont happen again!”
Cloud dare not look into the General’s eyes. If he did, he would turn to stone.
Sephiroth glanced at the young Cadet. He knew him through Zack. He had admired him from day one, however, he couldn’t act upon his feelings. Cloud was merely a boy of sixteen. He was a man of twenty four.
Suddenly, he felt something very familiar about the blonde.
“I feel like I know him from….before….”
Not able to place this strange familiarity he suddenly felt about the boy, Sephiroth decided to stop standing about like a statue and actually talk.
“Cadet Strife?”
“Sir!”
“It’s no biggy! Be more careful next time!”
Cloud watched flabbergasted as Sephiroth sprinted down the hall away from him.
“He did not just say….no biggy….did he?”
The way Sephiroth had just spoken to him and even the way he ran seemed so different than what he usually saw. A wave of unnerving familiarity swept over the lithe blonde.
“Nah….couldn’t be? Could it?”
Cloud scratched his head. That damn niggling in his brain. He felt like he was going nuts.
“Damn voice!”
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“Strife! You’re late again!”
Cloud rushed past the other Cadet’s in line and took his place at the end. Right next to a fiery red head.
“Hey spiky.”
“Reno.”
“He looks so much like Axel.”
“What?”
“Strife! Late again!”
“I’m sorry Sir! It wont happen again!”
“That’s what you said yesterday, and the day before that, and the one before that! You useless maggot!”
Sora finally piped up. “No dick head talks to me like that!”
Unfortunately, the words came right out of Cloud’s mouth.
“What did you say Cadet?!”
Cloud clammed right up. He didn’t just yell that at his instructor did he? Before he could even stammer an apology, a fist connected with his jaw. He fell to the floor clutching at his burning face, seething mad.
“You fuck!”
Cloud sprang up and launched himself at the arrogant prick who called himself his instructor.
His fist hit the other man right on the nose.
Cloud was seething and he didn’t know fully what made him so mad.
He threw himself at the other man and almost mopped the floor with his ass.
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Sephiroth watched from afar. He grinned at the antics of the fiery young Cadet. Zack had said he could get a temper but nothing like this. He felt something stirring within his blood as he watched the youngster’s fighting moves. Something he had pushed away days and days ago. Want.
Once again, that sickening sense of familiarity washed over the silver haired male.
“No way. He is fighting the same as….”
“Hmmm, I know his fighting moves….but, from where?”
Sephiroth scratched his head a few times. The buzzing in his brain was driving him nuts.
He had to intervene in the fight due to the fact that Cloud could easily kill his instructor. That, in turn would lead to a prison sentence ending up with a possible execution for the pretty young Cadet. Sephiroth certainly did not want that.
By now, all the other Cadet’s had formed a circle around the fighting pair. Reno was shouting loudly for Cloud to win.
Sephiroth shoved the other bodies out the way with little effort and drew his sword.
“Stop right there Strife.”
He had no need to yell. His cool, calm and collected voice tore fear deep within anyone he spoke so calmly to. His eyes said it all. They deepened to a dark, shimmering emerald.
Cloud froze mid punch. He whirled his body round to the towering General. Great. His best ever fight was just interrupted….by the object of his affections. Anger bubbled forth….in the form of Sora.
“You want some of this you pompous prick?!”
Jesus! He did not just say that to the General did he? What on Gaia had possessed him to say that? Oh no, his balls were about to be severed off!
Sephiroth accepted the challenge. He clicked his fingers and another Cadet threw Cloud a huge metal sword. Identical to Zack’s Buster Sword.
At first the weight overpowered him. His legs shook feebly as he tried his hardest to keep from toppling over.
“If you cannot hold that blade, you have no chance of becoming my equal Cloud.”
Cloud ached with concentration. He held the sword tightly in front of his body. Pushed his right leg forwards and thrust his left leg far behind him. He spread his legs shoulder width apart as he moved them.
“I’m ready Se….Sir!”
Both males hurtled across the training hall towards each other. Their swords clashed with a sickening clatter. Sparks flew as metal on metal ground painfully against each other.
Sephiroth’s eyes blazed brightly.
Cloud’s too, flashed on and off Mako green.
Sephiroth didn’t know why he was so angry. No….it wasn’t anger. It was deep rooted sexual frustration!
Cloud glared into Sephiroth’s eyes. They seemed all too familiar to him.
The two darted away from each other, only to circle each other tantalisingly slowly. The room was in total silence except from the soft footfalls of both males boots on the wooden floor.
Cloud finally made his move. He flew towards the silver haired male with every intent on attacking him with everything he had.
“It wont work! He can see straight through you!”
Smirking, Cloud saw the General move to strike. Cloud performed a dodge roll behind the older male, swept himself to his feet, swung his sword in a wide arc and struck Sephiroth across the back of the head with the blunt end.
Sephiroth stopped in his tracks as he was struck. He put his hand to his head. Already the pain was ebbing. Any bruising was vanishing. All thanks to the ‘wonders’ of MAKO.
He turned round and snarled at the teen in front of him. “Strife! You will pay for that!”
Faster than lightning, he swung Masamune towards Cloud. Before the blond could react, a swift slice greeted him across the chest.
Cloud could feel a small slither of blood run from the hair’s width wound. Only a flesh wound but hell did it hurt.
“Ah fuck! That bloody well hurt! You asshole!” Cloud screamed at Sephiroth, knowing all too well that no one ever dared to raise even an eyebrow at the General, never mind yelling their head off at him. To top it off, the lithe blond was calling the silver haired male all the names under the sun.
Sephiroth smirked. “Hmpf! Is that all you got?!”
Cloud gasped inwardly. Where had he heard that before?
Finally, the blond stood up and threw his sword away. It hindered his movements too much. He needed speed. He raised his fists to his face and gestured that Sephiroth done the same.
Sephiroth too, threw his sword to the ground and casually removed his long leather coat. Everyone seemed to suck in a breath as Sephiroth exposed his pale, toned chest.
Cloud stared mouth agape.
“Man….I feel like such a letch but damn….he is gorgeous.”
Cloud mentally scolded himself for letting his hormones get in the way of his training….again….
“Ok Strife? Round two.”
They circled each other again and again. Both stared into the others eyes. Clouds back started to ache.
“No….not here….not now….”
He pleaded to himself. He couldn’t let anyone see it.
Sephiroth too, winced at the pain edging up through his right shoulder. It threatened to tear his skin up again. He shook his head, unknowingly thinking the same thing as the blond.
“Not now!”
Finally, each male charged. Fists were sent flying. Kicks being sent right, left and centre. Both men excelled at martial arts so could easily fight each other.
Despite Cloud’s short stature, he managed to land a high punch right on the General’s jaw. On contact, a nasty crack echoed through the silent hall.
Sephiroth lurched backwards a few steps clutching at his jaw. He had had enough. Snapping his jaw back into place, he roared at the shorter male and sent a flying punch right at his face. Sephiroth caught Cloud right beside his eye as he tried to dodge the attack.
“Fuck!” Cloud yelled out as he fell to the floor.
When had he been struck in that exact same spot before? Why couldn’t he remember?
Cloud lay on the floor shattered. His body was bruised and battered. His eye throbbed. It felt like it was about to pulse out of its socket. He couldn’t believe he had faced off against Sephiroth like that. Was he crazy?
He felt so powerful as he fought. He performed moves he didn’t know he could do.
As Cloud opened his eyes, a strong hand presented itself to him.
“You did well Cloud. I regard you as my equal. I believe you will be a force to be reckoned with in SOLDIER. Maybe even better than me.”
Cloud blushed as he took Sephiroth’s hand and was helped to his feet.
Sephiroth’s hand lingered for a few seconds longer than it should have. Both males glanced slightly nervously at each other.
Sephiroth finally coughed slightly and stole his hand from the blond.
Cloud watched as Sephiroth sheathed his sword, pulled on his coat and sauntered out of the training hall.
“As you were Cadet’s!”
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A pair of dark brown eyes eyed up the pair with a sly venom in them.
“Insolent meddlers! Cloud and Sephiroth? You two will be mine!”
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Sephiroth collapsed against the wall outside the training hall puffing and wheezing.
“Dammit! That boy fights like an animal! I knew he had a temper! But nothing like that!….I feel like I know him from somewhere….outside of ShinRa….probably not. I just cannot concentrate. My head wont stop buzzing!”
Slowly, the silver haired male composed himself before leaving the confines of the wall and swaggering down the winding corridors of the ShinRa building.
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Cloud glanced down at his hand. He waited until no one was looking before unclenching his fist.
“Oh my god….the access codes to his room?”
Cloud stopped and stared as all other Cadet’s had stopped talking and were staring at him blankly.
“Idiot! Now you will be known as the prat who talks to himself! Good going!”
Cloud grinned sheepishly, shook his head and tried to rid himself of the fogginess clouding his senses.
He could feel all his injuries healed up. The bruising on his face was gone as if it had never been. Zack was right, he did heal as fast as Sephiroth.
Cloud grabbed his crappy training sword and jacket and shot out of the training hall.
“STRIFE! WHERE THE FU….!”
“Bathroom!”
Something told Cloud he must see the General tonight. Still, he couldn’t help but wonder why such a God like male would be interested in him.
“Why would he want to see me? I mean….look at me….”
Cloud continued to moan at himself as he stood in front of his mirror with nothing but a towel around his tiny waist.
“I’m weedy, thin, geeky….I have no backside…it’s non existent!”
However, Cloud forced himself to dress in black jeans and a black shirt and sneak up the floors to Sephiroth’s own private floor.
“Level 79.…”
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Sephiroth was stressed. He pulled at his hair in anger. His head ached beyond all belief and he kept thinking he could hear voices telling him that Cloud was very hot. Not to mention, every time he thought about the blond, his groin would tighten almost painfully.
“You know you want him….I can feel it too.”
“Oh fuck off and let me be! I’m definitely going crazy!”
He flopped down on the edge of his bed and started twirling his knee length hair between his fingers.
After a while, he caught on to what he was doing and froze. He snatched his hand away from his hair as if the silver strands had just burst into flames. He looked on in disgust at the small mass of tangled and matted hair left in his fingers wake.
His flawless shining silver hair was flawed!
“Ugh! Since when do I twirl my hair about like a school girl with a crush?!”
“You are a girl with a crush!”
“Now see here! I don’t know who, what or where you are….some evil imp or something, but just get away and leave me alone! Go bug that mad man or something!”
“Who are you talking to?”
Sephiroth practically shot out of his skin when he heard the silky male voice at his doorway. He slowly plucked up the courage to turn around.
He was greeted with a picture of perfection and beauty standing sheepishly before him.
“Cloud Strife.”
Cloud stood with his head bent low, nervously fiddling with the bottom of his shirt. He didn’t know why he was doing that? He usually developed an uncontrollable nervous twitch when in the presence of the General. He was terrified simply being in his room.
“You wuss!”
Cloud’s head snapped up at the sharp yelling in his ear. He looked around to try and locate the source of the voice. It certainly wasn’t Sephiroth. His voice although deep and commanding, was at the same time caring and soft.
“Are you ok Cloud?”
He looked straight at Sephiroth. Their eyes met in the dim light of the room. Gleaming aquamarine met naturally enhanced MAKO blue green eyes.
“I’m ok….just a bit of a headache. What did you want me up here for Sir?”
“I have already told you in the past. Behind closed doors….where no one can see us….it’s Sephiroth.”
Cloud shifted nervously once again.
“Cloud? Your eyes are so bright. Natural MAKO is a beautiful thing. They sparkle even in the darkest room.”
“You still haven’t answered my question si….Sephiroth.”
The blond watched as Sephiroth stood to his full height of 6’2 and slowly stalk over to his own quaking form.
Sephiroth stopped dead in front of Cloud and stared down at him.
Cloud, at his meagre 5’7 had to almost crane his neck to be able to look the General in the eyes.
“I called you here because….”
Sephiroth was feeling ill. Sure, he may have had many in the past, including his raven haired second in command on more than one occasion, but none of those previous conquests were just so. He felt something burn and boil in his blood if he even glanced at the blond. He knew he could force himself upon the younger male if he wanted to, but something niggled at him to be tactile and gentle.
“Let him come to you.”
“I called you here because….well….Cloud, damn, I’m just no good at this. You see, ever since I met you at the entrance exams….I have had my eye on you.”
“I know. You told me that yourself when I was accepted.”
“It’s been driving me nuts. To be around you for all these weeks….to share so much with you….to try and help you….”
Cloud knew exactly what the General was talking about. Both himself, Sephiroth and Zack had been very suspicious about certain goings on in the ShinRa building. Everything of which, somehow centred around one man.
“Cloud? When we fought each other today….I knew that….t-that….”
He stumbled and tripped over his words.
The great ShinRa General, not only going crazy, but, being reduced to a quivering, stuttering wreck all because he fancied a boy.
“You knew that I would be yours?” Cloud barely whispered.
Both locked eyes again. Silver hair slowly covered Sephiroth’s face as he nodded deeply, never bringing his head back up.
Before he could open his eyes and move his head, soft lips brushed against his own. The touch was slight, but it was a kiss none the less.
Cloud pulled away shyly and swiftly.
“I’m so sorry Sir! I don’t know where that came from!”
Cloud started backing away from the older male.
Sephiroth grabbed Cloud’s arms and pulled him into his embrace.
“It’s Sephiroth.”
Cloud cautiously wrapped his arms around Sephiroth’s waist. He breathed in the silver haired males scent. It was unusual, that same old earthy but sweet MAKO….with something else. Something fruity. He couldn’t place what it was.
“You are 16 Cloud? Not bad….I’m 24.…at least I wouldn’t be labelled as a cradle snatcher.”
“Not if I gave myself willingly.”
Sephiroth looked down at the younger male to see a red blush sweep across his cheeks. He leaned in and rubbed his cheek of the blond’s silky soft hair. He inhaled Cloud’s unusual scent. Clean, pure natural MAKO, fresh washing and….fruit?
The smell was so familiar to the older male. Something in his head told him he knew this intoxicating scent.
Soft lips touched his again, but, with a bit more pressure this time. Sephiroth kissed the blond back. Both pulled the other closer.
Sephiroth ran his tongue over the smaller males bottom lip demanding access. Finally, their tongues met, although cautiously at first.
Sephiroth had to fight the urge to throw the boy across the room and ravage him hard and fast.
“Knock it off big boy!”
Deeper and closer the kiss became until Sephiroth found himself being edged towards the side of his bed.
“Oh no you don’t boy!” He sniggered through kisses.
He spun the two of them round so the back of Cloud’s knees hit the bed first. Sephiroth was no ones bitch.
Both males tumbled onto Sephiroth’s lavish bed adorned with flowing black silk and satin. Sephiroth landed on top of the lithe young male thus smothering him with his size and stature.
He braced himself of one of his arms, while the other snaked its way up under the blond’s shirt. Sephiroth felt the still developing muscles twitch to life under his skilled touch.
Cloud broke away from the kiss. His head rolled back on the pillows as Sephiroth ran his finger tips over the stomach and torso presented to him.
Cloud craned his head to the side. Never one to miss a beat, Sephiroth dropped his head onto the juncture between Cloud’s neck and shoulder and began biting down on the tanned, supple and succulent flesh.
Cloud wound his arms round Sephiroth’s neck and clung desperately to the silky silver hair. He both cringed in pain and squirmed in pleasure at the pain on his neck.
Hearing the beautiful young blond moaning his name turned the silver haired General on even more than he already was. Still he fought the urge to rip the boys clothes off and ravage him hard and fast.
Slowly but surely, shaking and nervous hands slid down Sephiroth’s back, right to the hem line of his shirt. Gulping thickly, he took the next step and moved them under the thin fabric.
Cloud could feel each ripple of perfect muscle twitching under his virgin touch. Hands slowly rode up the older males back. He was sure he could hear the General groan slightly at his touches.
To confirm his suspicions, Cloud dug his nails into the pale flesh only to grin widely when Sephiroth shuddered and indeed groaned the blond’s name.
Their mouths met again only faster, harder and full of lust.
Fear aside, tongues battled with each other as clothes were torn blindly from each others bodies.
Sephiroth crushed the lithe blond under him as his hands ravaged the tanned body below him again and again.
Cloud forgot about how nervous he was as he buried his hands in Sephiroth’s silky, thick hair. He gasped as long fingers wrapped themselves around his steadily growing length. Throwing his head back once again, he called out said males name.
Fingers slowly teased up and down the blond’s length.
“Hmmmm, not bad at all.”
Cloud opened his eyes and blushed madly at the General’s comment.
Tighter and tighter the silver haired male gripped, pumping his hand harder and faster.
Cloud couldn’t breathe. To be honest, he had practically forgotten how to. Not that he cared at that precise moment in time. He pulled at Sephiroth’s long hair in sheer ecstasy.
“Dammit. Easy Cloud.”
Cloud’s slim body tensed up under the General’s ministrations. One last flick of the wrist. Jumbled syllables mixed in with Sephiroth’s name, spent the blond youth.
His head thumped back onto the black satin pillows. Breathing ragged, he tried to raise a hand to move the sweat soaked bangs from his eyes. He could barely move.
“Your touch….it’s so familiar….I don’t know how….I have never….”
Sephiroth said nothing. Instead he stared down in wonder at the form below him. Raising his own hand, he brushed those lavish blond locks from Cloud’s face. He watched small beads of sweat form on the youth’s chest and arms. A violent red flush had swept across the expanse of Cloud’s collar bone.
Sephiroth was dying for release. He had not been with anyone since….well….now that he thought about it….Zack.
That fleeting thought aside, all Sephiroth could think about was the lithe young Cadet lying below him. He needed him. He wanted him.
Looking down at the spending’s on his hand, then to the blond, Sephiroth shuddered slightly. He knew the pain he was about to put the boy through.
Slowly, he pulled Cloud down the bed towards him. He parted the younger males wirey but powerful legs and pulled them to either side of his.
“I’m sorry Cloud.”
Cloud opened his eyes just in time to see his being spread to either side of Sephiroth’s.
“I’m sorry Cloud.”
“W-wait Sephiroth.”
Said silver haired male snapped out of his daze.
“Say you can’t do this and I swear I will kill you Cloud!” Sephiroth almost snarled at the blond haired youth.
“Get off me Sephiroth.”
Slowly, he climbed off of Cloud, a hard frown smouldered it’s way onto his features.
“Sephiroth?”
“What?”
“Say this is not just a one night thing….if it is….I don’t want that. I don’t want to be just another notch on your bed post like Zack is. If it is, I leave right now.”
“Look Cloud. I know my reputation. I know I am classed as a….whore….however, I have never met anyone like you. I am mystified by your every move. Each tiny movement of your body betrays your hidden feelings for me and….I know I want to keep you for as long as humanly possible. I want you to be mine.”
Sephiroth looked away from Cloud’s almost pleading stare as he finished pouring his heart out.
“Please….”
“You’re being truthful Sephiroth. Your eyes cannot lie.”
“Don’t you trust me Cloud? Don’t you want me like you said you did?”
Cloud nodded his head once.
“Yes. However, I wish to try something Sephiroth.”
Sephiroth went to say something but was startled silent by Cloud’s powerful shove. Falling back onto the rumpled sheets, Sephiroth stared intently at the blond male now straddling his thin waist.
“C-Cloud?”
“Shhhh. Be silent.”
Cloud reached to the side and grasped the hand with his previous spending’s on it. He smirked at Sephiroth as he ran his tongue up and down said sliver haired males long, slim fingers.
Sephiroth felt his breathing falter as his groin tightened painfully. How was Cloud so good with his mouth if he was a virgin? He watched and felt the sensations of Cloud cleansing his fingers.
Letting Sephiroth’s pale hand fall, Cloud lowered his head to the side of Sephiroth’s neck.
“This is for the love bite you left on me.”
Sephiroth gasped out loud as Cloud bit down hard on the juncture between his neck and shoulder.
Cloud continued biting and sucking at the pale flesh on Sephiroth’s neck as his hand slowly travelled down the pale, built chest presented before him.
Satisfied with his work, Cloud ran his tongue down the stretch of Sephiroth’s chest, taking time to swirl the muscle around each hardened nipple.
Hearing Sephiroth moan out his name, pushed Cloud on and gave him more confidence to do what he really wanted to do.
Dragging his slippery tongue down pale, rippled abs, Cloud dove his tongue into Sephiroth’s naval again and again, almost grinning madly when he heard Sephiroth become louder and louder.
Cloud’s stomach churned as he lowered his hot tongue further down. He gasped to himself as he ran it down Sephiroth’s rock hard length. He couldn’t’t believe he was brave enough to do this.
Shutting his eyes and placing his hands on Sephiroth’s hips, Cloud ran his tongue back up the underside of the shaft. Swirling his tongue around the very tip, Cloud finally took as much as he could in his mouth. Swiftly, he began an agonisingly slow motion of licking and sucking the solid flesh.
Sephiroth’s moans were all that could be heard echoing through the room. Cloud continued his delicious torture until his jaw ached with every movement.
“S-stop!”
Cloud pulled away looking almost hurt.
“W-what? Why!”
“I can’t come that way! I want to be inside you when I do.”
“Ok….Sir!”
Sephiroth smirked at the sultry tone Cloud used for his official name. He kept smirking as he pushed Cloud back onto the bed.
Pushing the blond’s legs far apart, Sephiroth still remained off to one side.
“Put that mouth to good use again Cadet.”
He raised two fingers to Cloud’s mouth and waited very ‘patiently’ given the circumstances.
Cloud’s eyes widened before he smiled slightly and took those fingers in his mouth again. He swirled his tongue around the fingers as if it was Sephiroth’s stiff member in his mouth again. His eyes glazed over as he cast his mind a few minutes past.
Sephiroth removed his saturated fingers and lazily guided them down Cloud’s body.
“Relax.”
Sephiroth’s index finger slowly pushed past the tight ring of muscles and made it’s way forwards, searching.
Cloud sucked in a breath as the first finger entered him. Mainly uncomfortable. His breathing hitched even more as the second finger invaded his body. He moaned slightly in pain.
Scissoring fingers finally found what they were searching for.
Cloud screamed out Sephiroth’s name as he arched his back almost painfully off of the bed whilst throwing his head far back into the pillows.
Sephiroth smirked. He had found the blond’s prostate. A little farther back than usual, but still there nonetheless.
“Ugh! S-Sephiroth! Please!”
Stroking over Cloud’s prostate again and again, Sephiroth decided to sexually torture the blond some more.
“Please what Cadet?”
“Agh! PLEASE!”
“I still don’t know what you want.”
Sephiroth watched as Cloud seemed to try and compose himself long enough to stammer out a readable sentence. At that time, Sephiroth had removed his fingers, unknowingly to Cloud and had slicked himself up using his own spit.
“I still don’t know what you want Cloud.”
Leaning over the blond. Sephiroth grabbed his hands and held them against the headboard with one of his powerful hands. The other guided himself to Cloud’s entrance.
“I can’t satisfy you if you don’t speak up!”
“Please….FUCK ME Agh!”
Just as Cloud had started yelling, Sephiroth rammed his entire length into the sweat soaked body below him.
Cloud screamed out in pain. Tears streaked out from behind tightly shut eyes. Stilling his violent entry, Sephiroth looked intently at Cloud.
“It hurts!”
“I know Cloud. I’m here. I can wait.”
Sephiroth kissed Cloud’s tears away before running his free hand through Cloud’s mass of dishevelled spiky hair.
After agonising minutes, Cloud finally opened his eyes and thrust his hips slightly towards Sephiroth.
“I’m ready.”
Sephiroth leaned in and captured Cloud’s lips once again, tongues immediately swirling around each other as Sephiroth started moving his hips in and out of Cloud’s body.
“Harder, faster!”
Sephiroth glanced slightly shocked at the blond below him. How could he refuse?
Speeding up his pace and thrusting his hips harder into the hot tightness below him, Sephiroth was rewarded by his name coming out in shrill, raspy cries.
Tears flooded down Cloud’s cheeks as Sephiroth ground his body into his harder and faster. Each time, hitting his prostate roughly.
Sephiroth let go of Cloud’s hands and placed them on the bed, either side of Cloud’s head.
Thin arms threw themselves under Sephiroth’s arms, snaking their way up the soaked back. Short finger nails dragged roughly down pale flesh, deep red welts left in their wake.
Sephiroth leaned back slightly and grabbed Cloud’s legs. Slinging each over each of his shoulders, he pushed his body further into Cloud’s.
Said blond’s knees rammed painfully against his chest again and again but the drug that was Sephiroth far exceeded and pain he felt.
Slowing his thrusts but increasing their power, Sephiroth felt himself reaching his climax. Well, his first for the night.
Sephiroth leaned in over their bodies and kissed Cloud passionately once again. Cloud screamed out through the kiss as Sephiroth pounded into his very soul three more times before going rigid and giving in to his full power.
Sephiroth screamed in sheer agony as his shoulder tore apart, raven wing shooting from it’s bloody prison. Feathers and blood sputtered over both males as Sephiroth came deep inside Cloud.
Sephiroth tried his best, however, his arms gave way causing his huge frame to collapse onto Cloud.
He felt Cloud’s legs slide off of his shoulders and settle at his sides. He felt Cloud’s chest heaving into his. He felt both their sweat mingle together. He smelled the thick heat of sex drift around them. He watched Cloud’s face slowly calm down as the aftermath of first his orgasm and the rough sex began to ebb away.
“W-why d-did….”
Sephiroth withdrew from Cloud’s warm heat before rolling off to one side, ignoring the pains from his shoulder. Catching his breath, Sephiroth strung a few words together.
“W-why did what?”
Cloud opened his eyes and craned his head to look at Sephiroth.
“Why did your wing come out and not mine?”
Sephiroth shook his head. Perhaps Cloud’s only appeared when he was in immense danger. Or maybe? Sephiroth had to work him harder.
Sephiroth smirked before pulling Cloud back on top of him.
“Seph?! What are you….”
Cloud’s eyes widened in realisation as Sephiroth’s newly hardened length touched his backside.
“Made to perform again huh Seph?”
Sephiroth muttered something under his breath. Cloud’s enhanced hearing caught onto it. It was a cure 2 spell.
“Your turn Cadet.”
“Yes Sir.”
Sephiroth placed his hands on Cloud’s waist and lifted him up slightly.
Cloud took hold of Sephiroth’s length, squeezed it experimentally a few times, ran his finger tips in circles around the tip before settling his body down on top of it.
Cloud gasped as Sephiroth’s length filled him once more. He stilled on top of Sephiroth’s body as he got used to this position.
Moving his hips slightly, Cloud swiftly worked out how best to move his body while he was ‘on top’.
Placing his hands on Sephiroth’s stomach, Cloud began thrusting his hips up and down Sephiroth’s length.
Sephiroth placed his hands on Cloud’s bent knees as he threw his head back into the sweat soaked pillows. Never before had he taken someone this way. He would never allow any of his previous conquests to be ‘on top’ in a manner of speaking, without actually taking him. His mind couldn’t fathom how Cloud was so good at this. And this was just his first time. Sephiroth grinned madly to himself knowing that Cloud would get even better.
A long, but sharp thrust shook Sephiroth from his musings. Cloud was obviously tiring. His hip thrusts had slowed immensely but he could see that Cloud was striving to keep his power the same.
“Need some help?”
Cloud opened his eyes and snarled down at Sephiroth. “Do I look like I need fucking help!”
Cloud’s eyes blazed bright blue as he pushed his hands down on Sephiroth’s stomach. Crystal white seeped into Cloud’s eyes as he sped up the power, force and intensity of his already powerful thrusts.
Sephiroth’s nails dug into Cloud’s knees, drawing out blood in the process. He could feel Cloud’s power brimming. He could feel his own climax racing towards him.
“Cloud! Please!”
Cloud moved one of his hands to his own reawakened length and began pumping wildly at it. Not caring if his hip thrusts and his hand matched.
Cloud could feel pain creeping up his back. He felt the first drops of blood leaking from his scar. Pumping his hand harder, thrusting his hips faster, Cloud could feel his climax.
Screaming in pain, Cloud’s back tore open as he came all over his hand and lovers stomach. His hips impaled his body violently on top of Sephiroth’s length one last time before the General moaned out something totally incoherent, his second orgasm draining his energy.
More blood splashed over both males as Cloud’s wing broke free from its own restraints.
Still crying out in pain, Cloud literally fell off of Sephiroth and landed weakly at the edge of the bed.
His body shivered although he did not feel cold.
Sephiroth sat up as best he could before leaning over to place a hand on Cloud’s right shoulder.
“Are you ok?”
Cloud opened his eyes, the shining, gleaming white had diminished. All that was left was his natural blue green depths.
“Uh huh….I’m so tired Seph.”
Sephiroth used the last of his energy to cure the two of them again before scooping Cloud up and standing the two of them up.
“I don’t think I can go again.”
“Not that. We must banish these.”
Both males stared at each other before focussing all their will into their core and pushing their wings from existence.
Sephiroth fell onto the bed dotted with dried in blood, pulling Cloud down with him. Said blond curled up in his arms and buried his head in the juncture between Sephiroth’s neck and shoulder.
“I could stay like this forever Sephiroth.”
“So could I Cloud.”
Both felt their eyes drifting shut.
Both knew this whole experience was filled with déjà vu.
“Never let go.”
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Not even an hour later, Sephiroth’s front door was blown open, startling the two sleeping males. Both flew out of bed with nothing but sheets covering their nudity.
SOLDIER’s piled into the room in their droves, each fully armed and aiming guns at the two males heads.
Before Sephiroth could reach for his sword, a gunshot sped through the air and through his hand.
“Fuck!” He yelled while covering his wounded hand.
Cloud looked on in fear as the SOLDIER’s separated as an all too familiar male in a black suit entered the room followed by another older male.
“YOU!” Sephiroth roared.
“Take them away men!”
Sleep came reasonably easily for Sora and Riku on their island that night. However, their dreams became invaded by painful memories of the past.
A past they were thrust into before they were even born.
Sora jumped awake in a strange room. It looked like a military barracks of some sort.
Sitting up and trying to rub the sleep from his tired eyes, he found that every other bed in the place was empty.
“Shit! I slept in again!”
He pulled himself from his uncomfortable bed and swept over to his locker situated a few feet from his bed. As he opened the door, Sora screamed at who he saw in the mirror.
“Cloud?!”
Cloud whipped his head round.
“Ok….must still be dreaming. I thought I heard someone shout on me. But….I’m late. I’ve slept in again. There’s no one about….again.”
“What the hell is this?”
Once again, Cloud turned round.
“This is creeping me out. Chill Cloud….there’s no one there.”
Cloud dressed as quickly as he could in his official but standard Cadet SOLDIER training uniform. He grabbed his training sword and bolted out the room.
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Riku also woke up in strange surroundings. He rolled over to find himself lying in sheets of black satin.
“Cool.”
He stood up….well, tried to.
“Ah dammit! My hair’s caught!”
He looked down to see his knee resting comfortably on top of his hair.
“Wait! This isn’t my hair! It’s down past my knees!”
He sprung out of bed and thundered over to the mirror.
“Holy fuck! Sephiroth!”
Sephiroth had slept in. Something he had never done in all his years as a part of ShinRa. He couldn’t even concentrate on pulling his boots on. He kept hearing what sounded like a voice in his head.
“I must be stressed. The great ShinRa General….going grey from stress!”
Finally the boots were pulled on. Next went the long leather coat. He sheathed Masamune and flew out his door.
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Both Cadet and General were late. Both stormed down adjacent corridors. Finally, the corridor joined as one.
CRASH!
The blonde and the silver haired male crashed into each other and tumbled to the ground, legs and arms askew, intertwined together.
“Oh my God! I’m so sorry General! I wasn’t looking at where I was going!”
Cloud leapt up and offered the General his hand.
Sephiroth snorted at it and helped himself up.
“I-I’m sorry S-Sir! It wont happen again!”
Cloud dare not look into the General’s eyes. If he did, he would turn to stone.
Sephiroth glanced at the young Cadet. He knew him through Zack. He had admired him from day one, however, he couldn’t act upon his feelings. Cloud was merely a boy of sixteen. He was a man of twenty four.
Suddenly, he felt something very familiar about the blonde.
“I feel like I know him from….before….”
Not able to place this strange familiarity he suddenly felt about the boy, Sephiroth decided to stop standing about like a statue and actually talk.
“Cadet Strife?”
“Sir!”
“It’s no biggy! Be more careful next time!”
Cloud watched flabbergasted as Sephiroth sprinted down the hall away from him.
“He did not just say….no biggy….did he?”
The way Sephiroth had just spoken to him and even the way he ran seemed so different than what he usually saw. A wave of unnerving familiarity swept over the lithe blonde.
“Nah….couldn’t be? Could it?”
Cloud scratched his head. That damn niggling in his brain. He felt like he was going nuts.
“Damn voice!”
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“Strife! You’re late again!”
Cloud rushed past the other Cadet’s in line and took his place at the end. Right next to a fiery red head.
“Hey spiky.”
“Reno.”
“He looks so much like Axel.”
“What?”
“Strife! Late again!”
“I’m sorry Sir! It wont happen again!”
“That’s what you said yesterday, and the day before that, and the one before that! You useless maggot!”
Sora finally piped up. “No dick head talks to me like that!”
Unfortunately, the words came right out of Cloud’s mouth.
“What did you say Cadet?!”
Cloud clammed right up. He didn’t just yell that at his instructor did he? Before he could even stammer an apology, a fist connected with his jaw. He fell to the floor clutching at his burning face, seething mad.
“You fuck!”
Cloud sprang up and launched himself at the arrogant prick who called himself his instructor.
His fist hit the other man right on the nose.
Cloud was seething and he didn’t know fully what made him so mad.
He threw himself at the other man and almost mopped the floor with his ass.
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Sephiroth watched from afar. He grinned at the antics of the fiery young Cadet. Zack had said he could get a temper but nothing like this. He felt something stirring within his blood as he watched the youngster’s fighting moves. Something he had pushed away days and days ago. Want.
Once again, that sickening sense of familiarity washed over the silver haired male.
“No way. He is fighting the same as….”
“Hmmm, I know his fighting moves….but, from where?”
Sephiroth scratched his head a few times. The buzzing in his brain was driving him nuts.
He had to intervene in the fight due to the fact that Cloud could easily kill his instructor. That, in turn would lead to a prison sentence ending up with a possible execution for the pretty young Cadet. Sephiroth certainly did not want that.
By now, all the other Cadet’s had formed a circle around the fighting pair. Reno was shouting loudly for Cloud to win.
Sephiroth shoved the other bodies out the way with little effort and drew his sword.
“Stop right there Strife.”
He had no need to yell. His cool, calm and collected voice tore fear deep within anyone he spoke so calmly to. His eyes said it all. They deepened to a dark, shimmering emerald.
Cloud froze mid punch. He whirled his body round to the towering General. Great. His best ever fight was just interrupted….by the object of his affections. Anger bubbled forth….in the form of Sora.
“You want some of this you pompous prick?!”
Jesus! He did not just say that to the General did he? What on Gaia had possessed him to say that? Oh no, his balls were about to be severed off!
Sephiroth accepted the challenge. He clicked his fingers and another Cadet threw Cloud a huge metal sword. Identical to Zack’s Buster Sword.
At first the weight overpowered him. His legs shook feebly as he tried his hardest to keep from toppling over.
“If you cannot hold that blade, you have no chance of becoming my equal Cloud.”
Cloud ached with concentration. He held the sword tightly in front of his body. Pushed his right leg forwards and thrust his left leg far behind him. He spread his legs shoulder width apart as he moved them.
“I’m ready Se….Sir!”
Both males hurtled across the training hall towards each other. Their swords clashed with a sickening clatter. Sparks flew as metal on metal ground painfully against each other.
Sephiroth’s eyes blazed brightly.
Cloud’s too, flashed on and off Mako green.
Sephiroth didn’t know why he was so angry. No….it wasn’t anger. It was deep rooted sexual frustration!
Cloud glared into Sephiroth’s eyes. They seemed all too familiar to him.
The two darted away from each other, only to circle each other tantalisingly slowly. The room was in total silence except from the soft footfalls of both males boots on the wooden floor.
Cloud finally made his move. He flew towards the silver haired male with every intent on attacking him with everything he had.
“It wont work! He can see straight through you!”
Smirking, Cloud saw the General move to strike. Cloud performed a dodge roll behind the older male, swept himself to his feet, swung his sword in a wide arc and struck Sephiroth across the back of the head with the blunt end.
Sephiroth stopped in his tracks as he was struck. He put his hand to his head. Already the pain was ebbing. Any bruising was vanishing. All thanks to the ‘wonders’ of MAKO.
He turned round and snarled at the teen in front of him. “Strife! You will pay for that!”
Faster than lightning, he swung Masamune towards Cloud. Before the blond could react, a swift slice greeted him across the chest.
Cloud could feel a small slither of blood run from the hair’s width wound. Only a flesh wound but hell did it hurt.
“Ah fuck! That bloody well hurt! You asshole!” Cloud screamed at Sephiroth, knowing all too well that no one ever dared to raise even an eyebrow at the General, never mind yelling their head off at him. To top it off, the lithe blond was calling the silver haired male all the names under the sun.
Sephiroth smirked. “Hmpf! Is that all you got?!”
Cloud gasped inwardly. Where had he heard that before?
Finally, the blond stood up and threw his sword away. It hindered his movements too much. He needed speed. He raised his fists to his face and gestured that Sephiroth done the same.
Sephiroth too, threw his sword to the ground and casually removed his long leather coat. Everyone seemed to suck in a breath as Sephiroth exposed his pale, toned chest.
Cloud stared mouth agape.
“Man….I feel like such a letch but damn….he is gorgeous.”
Cloud mentally scolded himself for letting his hormones get in the way of his training….again….
“Ok Strife? Round two.”
They circled each other again and again. Both stared into the others eyes. Clouds back started to ache.
“No….not here….not now….”
He pleaded to himself. He couldn’t let anyone see it.
Sephiroth too, winced at the pain edging up through his right shoulder. It threatened to tear his skin up again. He shook his head, unknowingly thinking the same thing as the blond.
“Not now!”
Finally, each male charged. Fists were sent flying. Kicks being sent right, left and centre. Both men excelled at martial arts so could easily fight each other.
Despite Cloud’s short stature, he managed to land a high punch right on the General’s jaw. On contact, a nasty crack echoed through the silent hall.
Sephiroth lurched backwards a few steps clutching at his jaw. He had had enough. Snapping his jaw back into place, he roared at the shorter male and sent a flying punch right at his face. Sephiroth caught Cloud right beside his eye as he tried to dodge the attack.
“Fuck!” Cloud yelled out as he fell to the floor.
When had he been struck in that exact same spot before? Why couldn’t he remember?
Cloud lay on the floor shattered. His body was bruised and battered. His eye throbbed. It felt like it was about to pulse out of its socket. He couldn’t believe he had faced off against Sephiroth like that. Was he crazy?
He felt so powerful as he fought. He performed moves he didn’t know he could do.
As Cloud opened his eyes, a strong hand presented itself to him.
“You did well Cloud. I regard you as my equal. I believe you will be a force to be reckoned with in SOLDIER. Maybe even better than me.”
Cloud blushed as he took Sephiroth’s hand and was helped to his feet.
Sephiroth’s hand lingered for a few seconds longer than it should have. Both males glanced slightly nervously at each other.
Sephiroth finally coughed slightly and stole his hand from the blond.
Cloud watched as Sephiroth sheathed his sword, pulled on his coat and sauntered out of the training hall.
“As you were Cadet’s!”
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A pair of dark brown eyes eyed up the pair with a sly venom in them.
“Insolent meddlers! Cloud and Sephiroth? You two will be mine!”
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Sephiroth collapsed against the wall outside the training hall puffing and wheezing.
“Dammit! That boy fights like an animal! I knew he had a temper! But nothing like that!….I feel like I know him from somewhere….outside of ShinRa….probably not. I just cannot concentrate. My head wont stop buzzing!”
Slowly, the silver haired male composed himself before leaving the confines of the wall and swaggering down the winding corridors of the ShinRa building.
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Cloud glanced down at his hand. He waited until no one was looking before unclenching his fist.
“Oh my god….the access codes to his room?”
Cloud stopped and stared as all other Cadet’s had stopped talking and were staring at him blankly.
“Idiot! Now you will be known as the prat who talks to himself! Good going!”
Cloud grinned sheepishly, shook his head and tried to rid himself of the fogginess clouding his senses.
He could feel all his injuries healed up. The bruising on his face was gone as if it had never been. Zack was right, he did heal as fast as Sephiroth.
Cloud grabbed his crappy training sword and jacket and shot out of the training hall.
“STRIFE! WHERE THE FU….!”
“Bathroom!”
Something told Cloud he must see the General tonight. Still, he couldn’t help but wonder why such a God like male would be interested in him.
“Why would he want to see me? I mean….look at me….”
Cloud continued to moan at himself as he stood in front of his mirror with nothing but a towel around his tiny waist.
“I’m weedy, thin, geeky….I have no backside…it’s non existent!”
However, Cloud forced himself to dress in black jeans and a black shirt and sneak up the floors to Sephiroth’s own private floor.
“Level 79.…”
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Sephiroth was stressed. He pulled at his hair in anger. His head ached beyond all belief and he kept thinking he could hear voices telling him that Cloud was very hot. Not to mention, every time he thought about the blond, his groin would tighten almost painfully.
“You know you want him….I can feel it too.”
“Oh fuck off and let me be! I’m definitely going crazy!”
He flopped down on the edge of his bed and started twirling his knee length hair between his fingers.
After a while, he caught on to what he was doing and froze. He snatched his hand away from his hair as if the silver strands had just burst into flames. He looked on in disgust at the small mass of tangled and matted hair left in his fingers wake.
His flawless shining silver hair was flawed!
“Ugh! Since when do I twirl my hair about like a school girl with a crush?!”
“You are a girl with a crush!”
“Now see here! I don’t know who, what or where you are….some evil imp or something, but just get away and leave me alone! Go bug that mad man or something!”
“Who are you talking to?”
Sephiroth practically shot out of his skin when he heard the silky male voice at his doorway. He slowly plucked up the courage to turn around.
He was greeted with a picture of perfection and beauty standing sheepishly before him.
“Cloud Strife.”
Cloud stood with his head bent low, nervously fiddling with the bottom of his shirt. He didn’t know why he was doing that? He usually developed an uncontrollable nervous twitch when in the presence of the General. He was terrified simply being in his room.
“You wuss!”
Cloud’s head snapped up at the sharp yelling in his ear. He looked around to try and locate the source of the voice. It certainly wasn’t Sephiroth. His voice although deep and commanding, was at the same time caring and soft.
“Are you ok Cloud?”
He looked straight at Sephiroth. Their eyes met in the dim light of the room. Gleaming aquamarine met naturally enhanced MAKO blue green eyes.
“I’m ok….just a bit of a headache. What did you want me up here for Sir?”
“I have already told you in the past. Behind closed doors….where no one can see us….it’s Sephiroth.”
Cloud shifted nervously once again.
“Cloud? Your eyes are so bright. Natural MAKO is a beautiful thing. They sparkle even in the darkest room.”
“You still haven’t answered my question si….Sephiroth.”
The blond watched as Sephiroth stood to his full height of 6’2 and slowly stalk over to his own quaking form.
Sephiroth stopped dead in front of Cloud and stared down at him.
Cloud, at his meagre 5’7 had to almost crane his neck to be able to look the General in the eyes.
“I called you here because….”
Sephiroth was feeling ill. Sure, he may have had many in the past, including his raven haired second in command on more than one occasion, but none of those previous conquests were just so. He felt something burn and boil in his blood if he even glanced at the blond. He knew he could force himself upon the younger male if he wanted to, but something niggled at him to be tactile and gentle.
“Let him come to you.”
“I called you here because….well….Cloud, damn, I’m just no good at this. You see, ever since I met you at the entrance exams….I have had my eye on you.”
“I know. You told me that yourself when I was accepted.”
“It’s been driving me nuts. To be around you for all these weeks….to share so much with you….to try and help you….”
Cloud knew exactly what the General was talking about. Both himself, Sephiroth and Zack had been very suspicious about certain goings on in the ShinRa building. Everything of which, somehow centred around one man.
“Cloud? When we fought each other today….I knew that….t-that….”
He stumbled and tripped over his words.
The great ShinRa General, not only going crazy, but, being reduced to a quivering, stuttering wreck all because he fancied a boy.
“You knew that I would be yours?” Cloud barely whispered.
Both locked eyes again. Silver hair slowly covered Sephiroth’s face as he nodded deeply, never bringing his head back up.
Before he could open his eyes and move his head, soft lips brushed against his own. The touch was slight, but it was a kiss none the less.
Cloud pulled away shyly and swiftly.
“I’m so sorry Sir! I don’t know where that came from!”
Cloud started backing away from the older male.
Sephiroth grabbed Cloud’s arms and pulled him into his embrace.
“It’s Sephiroth.”
Cloud cautiously wrapped his arms around Sephiroth’s waist. He breathed in the silver haired males scent. It was unusual, that same old earthy but sweet MAKO….with something else. Something fruity. He couldn’t place what it was.
“You are 16 Cloud? Not bad….I’m 24.…at least I wouldn’t be labelled as a cradle snatcher.”
“Not if I gave myself willingly.”
Sephiroth looked down at the younger male to see a red blush sweep across his cheeks. He leaned in and rubbed his cheek of the blond’s silky soft hair. He inhaled Cloud’s unusual scent. Clean, pure natural MAKO, fresh washing and….fruit?
The smell was so familiar to the older male. Something in his head told him he knew this intoxicating scent.
Soft lips touched his again, but, with a bit more pressure this time. Sephiroth kissed the blond back. Both pulled the other closer.
Sephiroth ran his tongue over the smaller males bottom lip demanding access. Finally, their tongues met, although cautiously at first.
Sephiroth had to fight the urge to throw the boy across the room and ravage him hard and fast.
“Knock it off big boy!”
Deeper and closer the kiss became until Sephiroth found himself being edged towards the side of his bed.
“Oh no you don’t boy!” He sniggered through kisses.
He spun the two of them round so the back of Cloud’s knees hit the bed first. Sephiroth was no ones bitch.
Both males tumbled onto Sephiroth’s lavish bed adorned with flowing black silk and satin. Sephiroth landed on top of the lithe young male thus smothering him with his size and stature.
He braced himself of one of his arms, while the other snaked its way up under the blond’s shirt. Sephiroth felt the still developing muscles twitch to life under his skilled touch.
Cloud broke away from the kiss. His head rolled back on the pillows as Sephiroth ran his finger tips over the stomach and torso presented to him.
Cloud craned his head to the side. Never one to miss a beat, Sephiroth dropped his head onto the juncture between Cloud’s neck and shoulder and began biting down on the tanned, supple and succulent flesh.
Cloud wound his arms round Sephiroth’s neck and clung desperately to the silky silver hair. He both cringed in pain and squirmed in pleasure at the pain on his neck.
Hearing the beautiful young blond moaning his name turned the silver haired General on even more than he already was. Still he fought the urge to rip the boys clothes off and ravage him hard and fast.
Slowly but surely, shaking and nervous hands slid down Sephiroth’s back, right to the hem line of his shirt. Gulping thickly, he took the next step and moved them under the thin fabric.
Cloud could feel each ripple of perfect muscle twitching under his virgin touch. Hands slowly rode up the older males back. He was sure he could hear the General groan slightly at his touches.
To confirm his suspicions, Cloud dug his nails into the pale flesh only to grin widely when Sephiroth shuddered and indeed groaned the blond’s name.
Their mouths met again only faster, harder and full of lust.
Fear aside, tongues battled with each other as clothes were torn blindly from each others bodies.
Sephiroth crushed the lithe blond under him as his hands ravaged the tanned body below him again and again.
Cloud forgot about how nervous he was as he buried his hands in Sephiroth’s silky, thick hair. He gasped as long fingers wrapped themselves around his steadily growing length. Throwing his head back once again, he called out said males name.
Fingers slowly teased up and down the blond’s length.
“Hmmmm, not bad at all.”
Cloud opened his eyes and blushed madly at the General’s comment.
Tighter and tighter the silver haired male gripped, pumping his hand harder and faster.
Cloud couldn’t breathe. To be honest, he had practically forgotten how to. Not that he cared at that precise moment in time. He pulled at Sephiroth’s long hair in sheer ecstasy.
“Dammit. Easy Cloud.”
Cloud’s slim body tensed up under the General’s ministrations. One last flick of the wrist. Jumbled syllables mixed in with Sephiroth’s name, spent the blond youth.
His head thumped back onto the black satin pillows. Breathing ragged, he tried to raise a hand to move the sweat soaked bangs from his eyes. He could barely move.
“Your touch….it’s so familiar….I don’t know how….I have never….”
Sephiroth said nothing. Instead he stared down in wonder at the form below him. Raising his own hand, he brushed those lavish blond locks from Cloud’s face. He watched small beads of sweat form on the youth’s chest and arms. A violent red flush had swept across the expanse of Cloud’s collar bone.
Sephiroth was dying for release. He had not been with anyone since….well….now that he thought about it….Zack.
That fleeting thought aside, all Sephiroth could think about was the lithe young Cadet lying below him. He needed him. He wanted him.
Looking down at the spending’s on his hand, then to the blond, Sephiroth shuddered slightly. He knew the pain he was about to put the boy through.
Slowly, he pulled Cloud down the bed towards him. He parted the younger males wirey but powerful legs and pulled them to either side of his.
“I’m sorry Cloud.”
Cloud opened his eyes just in time to see his being spread to either side of Sephiroth’s.
“I’m sorry Cloud.”
“W-wait Sephiroth.”
Said silver haired male snapped out of his daze.
“Say you can’t do this and I swear I will kill you Cloud!” Sephiroth almost snarled at the blond haired youth.
“Get off me Sephiroth.”
Slowly, he climbed off of Cloud, a hard frown smouldered it’s way onto his features.
“Sephiroth?”
“What?”
“Say this is not just a one night thing….if it is….I don’t want that. I don’t want to be just another notch on your bed post like Zack is. If it is, I leave right now.”
“Look Cloud. I know my reputation. I know I am classed as a….whore….however, I have never met anyone like you. I am mystified by your every move. Each tiny movement of your body betrays your hidden feelings for me and….I know I want to keep you for as long as humanly possible. I want you to be mine.”
Sephiroth looked away from Cloud’s almost pleading stare as he finished pouring his heart out.
“Please….”
“You’re being truthful Sephiroth. Your eyes cannot lie.”
“Don’t you trust me Cloud? Don’t you want me like you said you did?”
Cloud nodded his head once.
“Yes. However, I wish to try something Sephiroth.”
Sephiroth went to say something but was startled silent by Cloud’s powerful shove. Falling back onto the rumpled sheets, Sephiroth stared intently at the blond male now straddling his thin waist.
“C-Cloud?”
“Shhhh. Be silent.”
Cloud reached to the side and grasped the hand with his previous spending’s on it. He smirked at Sephiroth as he ran his tongue up and down said sliver haired males long, slim fingers.
Sephiroth felt his breathing falter as his groin tightened painfully. How was Cloud so good with his mouth if he was a virgin? He watched and felt the sensations of Cloud cleansing his fingers.
Letting Sephiroth’s pale hand fall, Cloud lowered his head to the side of Sephiroth’s neck.
“This is for the love bite you left on me.”
Sephiroth gasped out loud as Cloud bit down hard on the juncture between his neck and shoulder.
Cloud continued biting and sucking at the pale flesh on Sephiroth’s neck as his hand slowly travelled down the pale, built chest presented before him.
Satisfied with his work, Cloud ran his tongue down the stretch of Sephiroth’s chest, taking time to swirl the muscle around each hardened nipple.
Hearing Sephiroth moan out his name, pushed Cloud on and gave him more confidence to do what he really wanted to do.
Dragging his slippery tongue down pale, rippled abs, Cloud dove his tongue into Sephiroth’s naval again and again, almost grinning madly when he heard Sephiroth become louder and louder.
Cloud’s stomach churned as he lowered his hot tongue further down. He gasped to himself as he ran it down Sephiroth’s rock hard length. He couldn’t’t believe he was brave enough to do this.
Shutting his eyes and placing his hands on Sephiroth’s hips, Cloud ran his tongue back up the underside of the shaft. Swirling his tongue around the very tip, Cloud finally took as much as he could in his mouth. Swiftly, he began an agonisingly slow motion of licking and sucking the solid flesh.
Sephiroth’s moans were all that could be heard echoing through the room. Cloud continued his delicious torture until his jaw ached with every movement.
“S-stop!”
Cloud pulled away looking almost hurt.
“W-what? Why!”
“I can’t come that way! I want to be inside you when I do.”
“Ok….Sir!”
Sephiroth smirked at the sultry tone Cloud used for his official name. He kept smirking as he pushed Cloud back onto the bed.
Pushing the blond’s legs far apart, Sephiroth still remained off to one side.
“Put that mouth to good use again Cadet.”
He raised two fingers to Cloud’s mouth and waited very ‘patiently’ given the circumstances.
Cloud’s eyes widened before he smiled slightly and took those fingers in his mouth again. He swirled his tongue around the fingers as if it was Sephiroth’s stiff member in his mouth again. His eyes glazed over as he cast his mind a few minutes past.
Sephiroth removed his saturated fingers and lazily guided them down Cloud’s body.
“Relax.”
Sephiroth’s index finger slowly pushed past the tight ring of muscles and made it’s way forwards, searching.
Cloud sucked in a breath as the first finger entered him. Mainly uncomfortable. His breathing hitched even more as the second finger invaded his body. He moaned slightly in pain.
Scissoring fingers finally found what they were searching for.
Cloud screamed out Sephiroth’s name as he arched his back almost painfully off of the bed whilst throwing his head far back into the pillows.
Sephiroth smirked. He had found the blond’s prostate. A little farther back than usual, but still there nonetheless.
“Ugh! S-Sephiroth! Please!”
Stroking over Cloud’s prostate again and again, Sephiroth decided to sexually torture the blond some more.
“Please what Cadet?”
“Agh! PLEASE!”
“I still don’t know what you want.”
Sephiroth watched as Cloud seemed to try and compose himself long enough to stammer out a readable sentence. At that time, Sephiroth had removed his fingers, unknowingly to Cloud and had slicked himself up using his own spit.
“I still don’t know what you want Cloud.”
Leaning over the blond. Sephiroth grabbed his hands and held them against the headboard with one of his powerful hands. The other guided himself to Cloud’s entrance.
“I can’t satisfy you if you don’t speak up!”
“Please….FUCK ME Agh!”
Just as Cloud had started yelling, Sephiroth rammed his entire length into the sweat soaked body below him.
Cloud screamed out in pain. Tears streaked out from behind tightly shut eyes. Stilling his violent entry, Sephiroth looked intently at Cloud.
“It hurts!”
“I know Cloud. I’m here. I can wait.”
Sephiroth kissed Cloud’s tears away before running his free hand through Cloud’s mass of dishevelled spiky hair.
After agonising minutes, Cloud finally opened his eyes and thrust his hips slightly towards Sephiroth.
“I’m ready.”
Sephiroth leaned in and captured Cloud’s lips once again, tongues immediately swirling around each other as Sephiroth started moving his hips in and out of Cloud’s body.
“Harder, faster!”
Sephiroth glanced slightly shocked at the blond below him. How could he refuse?
Speeding up his pace and thrusting his hips harder into the hot tightness below him, Sephiroth was rewarded by his name coming out in shrill, raspy cries.
Tears flooded down Cloud’s cheeks as Sephiroth ground his body into his harder and faster. Each time, hitting his prostate roughly.
Sephiroth let go of Cloud’s hands and placed them on the bed, either side of Cloud’s head.
Thin arms threw themselves under Sephiroth’s arms, snaking their way up the soaked back. Short finger nails dragged roughly down pale flesh, deep red welts left in their wake.
Sephiroth leaned back slightly and grabbed Cloud’s legs. Slinging each over each of his shoulders, he pushed his body further into Cloud’s.
Said blond’s knees rammed painfully against his chest again and again but the drug that was Sephiroth far exceeded and pain he felt.
Slowing his thrusts but increasing their power, Sephiroth felt himself reaching his climax. Well, his first for the night.
Sephiroth leaned in over their bodies and kissed Cloud passionately once again. Cloud screamed out through the kiss as Sephiroth pounded into his very soul three more times before going rigid and giving in to his full power.
Sephiroth screamed in sheer agony as his shoulder tore apart, raven wing shooting from it’s bloody prison. Feathers and blood sputtered over both males as Sephiroth came deep inside Cloud.
Sephiroth tried his best, however, his arms gave way causing his huge frame to collapse onto Cloud.
He felt Cloud’s legs slide off of his shoulders and settle at his sides. He felt Cloud’s chest heaving into his. He felt both their sweat mingle together. He smelled the thick heat of sex drift around them. He watched Cloud’s face slowly calm down as the aftermath of first his orgasm and the rough sex began to ebb away.
“W-why d-did….”
Sephiroth withdrew from Cloud’s warm heat before rolling off to one side, ignoring the pains from his shoulder. Catching his breath, Sephiroth strung a few words together.
“W-why did what?”
Cloud opened his eyes and craned his head to look at Sephiroth.
“Why did your wing come out and not mine?”
Sephiroth shook his head. Perhaps Cloud’s only appeared when he was in immense danger. Or maybe? Sephiroth had to work him harder.
Sephiroth smirked before pulling Cloud back on top of him.
“Seph?! What are you….”
Cloud’s eyes widened in realisation as Sephiroth’s newly hardened length touched his backside.
“Made to perform again huh Seph?”
Sephiroth muttered something under his breath. Cloud’s enhanced hearing caught onto it. It was a cure 2 spell.
“Your turn Cadet.”
“Yes Sir.”
Sephiroth placed his hands on Cloud’s waist and lifted him up slightly.
Cloud took hold of Sephiroth’s length, squeezed it experimentally a few times, ran his finger tips in circles around the tip before settling his body down on top of it.
Cloud gasped as Sephiroth’s length filled him once more. He stilled on top of Sephiroth’s body as he got used to this position.
Moving his hips slightly, Cloud swiftly worked out how best to move his body while he was ‘on top’.
Placing his hands on Sephiroth’s stomach, Cloud began thrusting his hips up and down Sephiroth’s length.
Sephiroth placed his hands on Cloud’s bent knees as he threw his head back into the sweat soaked pillows. Never before had he taken someone this way. He would never allow any of his previous conquests to be ‘on top’ in a manner of speaking, without actually taking him. His mind couldn’t fathom how Cloud was so good at this. And this was just his first time. Sephiroth grinned madly to himself knowing that Cloud would get even better.
A long, but sharp thrust shook Sephiroth from his musings. Cloud was obviously tiring. His hip thrusts had slowed immensely but he could see that Cloud was striving to keep his power the same.
“Need some help?”
Cloud opened his eyes and snarled down at Sephiroth. “Do I look like I need fucking help!”
Cloud’s eyes blazed bright blue as he pushed his hands down on Sephiroth’s stomach. Crystal white seeped into Cloud’s eyes as he sped up the power, force and intensity of his already powerful thrusts.
Sephiroth’s nails dug into Cloud’s knees, drawing out blood in the process. He could feel Cloud’s power brimming. He could feel his own climax racing towards him.
“Cloud! Please!”
Cloud moved one of his hands to his own reawakened length and began pumping wildly at it. Not caring if his hip thrusts and his hand matched.
Cloud could feel pain creeping up his back. He felt the first drops of blood leaking from his scar. Pumping his hand harder, thrusting his hips faster, Cloud could feel his climax.
Screaming in pain, Cloud’s back tore open as he came all over his hand and lovers stomach. His hips impaled his body violently on top of Sephiroth’s length one last time before the General moaned out something totally incoherent, his second orgasm draining his energy.
More blood splashed over both males as Cloud’s wing broke free from its own restraints.
Still crying out in pain, Cloud literally fell off of Sephiroth and landed weakly at the edge of the bed.
His body shivered although he did not feel cold.
Sephiroth sat up as best he could before leaning over to place a hand on Cloud’s right shoulder.
“Are you ok?”
Cloud opened his eyes, the shining, gleaming white had diminished. All that was left was his natural blue green depths.
“Uh huh….I’m so tired Seph.”
Sephiroth used the last of his energy to cure the two of them again before scooping Cloud up and standing the two of them up.
“I don’t think I can go again.”
“Not that. We must banish these.”
Both males stared at each other before focussing all their will into their core and pushing their wings from existence.
Sephiroth fell onto the bed dotted with dried in blood, pulling Cloud down with him. Said blond curled up in his arms and buried his head in the juncture between Sephiroth’s neck and shoulder.
“I could stay like this forever Sephiroth.”
“So could I Cloud.”
Both felt their eyes drifting shut.
Both knew this whole experience was filled with déjà vu.
“Never let go.”
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Not even an hour later, Sephiroth’s front door was blown open, startling the two sleeping males. Both flew out of bed with nothing but sheets covering their nudity.
SOLDIER’s piled into the room in their droves, each fully armed and aiming guns at the two males heads.
Before Sephiroth could reach for his sword, a gunshot sped through the air and through his hand.
“Fuck!” He yelled while covering his wounded hand.
Cloud looked on in fear as the SOLDIER’s separated as an all too familiar male in a black suit entered the room followed by another older male.
“YOU!” Sephiroth roared.
“Take them away men!”