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[[[[[----VERYVERYVERYYYYYYY VERY LATE CHALLENGE FOR MYSELF AND PRINCESS TURK FROM NOT LAST WEEK BUT THE WEEK BEFORE. "VANILLA"----]]]]] "Sweet Vanilla" --- [“Sweet Vanilla, I give myself to you. laying like a rose having a wonderful dream Darling it's all for your love.”] --- The white rose was stunning… extremely rare here, even with the return of the sun to the once smog ridden and perpetually dark city. Flowers were still hard to care for…raise…and be successful with. Cloud rolled the sturdy dusky green stem in his hands, the barbs had been lovingly trimmed. The White head of the rose was barely opening… stunningly perfect. Pert and crisp petals curled around each other a creamy and deliciously color of off white. The only roses he’d seen before had been wild ones in his mothers garden long long ago… He picked the note up off of the table again, the envelope had been sealed so he knew no one else had read it, but his cheeks flamed lightly anyway at the thought of the others possibly seeing the gift to begin with. He’d gotten notes and small gifts of useful items for fighting monsters when on his delivery runs. But this… it shocked him how much it touched him. He reread the note again… that was hand written in the beautiful and slanted cursive… ‘Cloud Strife, I am humbled to tell you of a secret… I have been growing this small rose plant for some time now, trimming and lovingly caring for it. I dreamed of the day that the first flower would open. When it finally did, my heart was in wonder. The flower sang to me, of you. It was created by the gods to be in your hands. I wish to invite you once again, and I pray you accept. Please, be my guest this evening for dinner, at the lodge if it makes you more comfortable than coming to the main building. And please, wear this rose… it suits you and is your likeness, in beauty, strength and so much more… Truly yours, Rufus B Shinra’ Cloud’s cheeks flared even more red after reading the note a 4th time. He knew that Rufus had used every excuse available on Gaia to try to get him to come see him. But as time went on, he realized and caught on… that it was not to get him to work for him. As the months flew by after the emergence of the remnants, Rufus had stayed true to his words and had slowly been rebuilding the world itself… not just Gaia. Truly trying to make things right, find new safer energy sources and try to amend for what the Shinra company had backed from Sephiroth, Hojo’s creations, Deep ground… and many other atrocities from health issues to the great city of Midgar herself, and the doomed air, and grounds! But still trying at every opening to see Cloud more, invite him over, and somehow seek him out at every chance. Thus... cloud had slowly caught onto the fellow blond man's intentions. but... how could he return these feelings when they'd once been enemies. Also... when Cloud didn't even know if he WANTED that in his life at all. He was flattered, nonetheless... he'd never been given gifts by anyone who was interested in him the way Rufus seemed to be. And the rose was so beautiful. It shocked him that Rufus finally made such a bold move. He'd pride himself in being discreet for as long as Cloud had known him. And for this bold of a statement to be made... Rufus was all but openly admitting his attraction... 'what could he see in me, that could be considered beauty' In a way, Cloud truly wanted to find out. A part of him yearned to be told sweet nothings, and given compliments from a lover. Or simply to not be alone, or to be held. He was scared though. what if this was all just a big game. Rufus Shinra owned everything... except the savior of Gaia.. 'Some savior... I'm afraid to face the beautiful man that obviously is interested in me.... wait... beautiful?...' ~ . ~ . ~ Cloud had ran the thoughts around in my head, rolled them... digested them... should he take this chance? His body told him yes, his heart told him no... But evening came and found Cloud Strife... humble young man from Nibelheim ... respected swordsman that defeated Sephiroth... standing in front of his closet. "What the... damn.." He whispered to no one but himself. He always wore similar simple.. yet reticent of his days with Shinra, styled clothes. He didn’t own anything fancy. but why would he need, or WANT anything fancy. what was wrong with him. 'It's only dinner with the biggest man on Gaia... the man who is impeccable and straight laced... only the scariest thing that I've ever had to face alone.... ever....' He pulled out a simple pair of flared black leather pants and a satin shirt that Tifa had gotten him for helping her out with the bar, it was charcoal colored. He liked it, but never felt the need to wear something that nice. there.. That’s nice and somewhat fancy. well.. it would have to do. Lastly... he pulled out the rose that had truly won him over. "Beautiful as this... you're blind... blind.. and crazy Rufus..." But the shudder he felt when he spoke the name aloud awoke nerve endings that he didn’t think were even still alive in his body. He was dressed up and carrying a rose for Rufus Shinra... Gaia help him... ~ . ~ . ~ The lodge was quiet, somehow Rufus had managed to keep his TURK's away for this evening, Cloud thought about the safety factors of that, unwillingly. Why was he even CARING about Rufus' safety. Hell... he could take care of himself if he needed to. So why did Cloud get a chill up his neck when he walked up to the lodge's front door. He went to knock... but instead a voice called out before he could. "It's open" Cloud opened the door hesitantly, not sure what he was expecting. But certainly not what he actually saw. He walked in to see a dimmed living room type of an area, he didn’t remember it being this homey when he'd last been here. with a small table in front of the couch, that was covered in paperwork and used disposable coffee cups, and behind the mess was the very reason that Cloud came, and was nervous and didn’t want to be here all at once. Rufus didn't even look up from where he sat, in white pants that were normally starched perfectly, but were a wrinkled mess, and only in a dress shirt and vest, his tie loosely undone and hanging around his neck. He had a coffee cup in his hand and papers and a pen in the other. He looked like he was in the middle of calculating something. "All I wanted was the coffee... I'm fine I already told you... why are you back this time?" The normally smooth and deep voice sounded tired and ragged for the first time that Cloud ever could remember. Cloud looked on the wall that ran on the left side of him, and there was papers on all the horrendous things that had happened since the war in Wutai..... 'It's haunting you...' Cloud stepped a couple of steps closer to the stressed President of Shinra inc. "I believe you ASKED 'me' to come here..." He said in as soft and non threatening of a way that he could. --- [“You do not grieve even in the end of the world where it stops wanting to close your eyes.”] --- For the briefest of seconds shock and denial registered in the presidents normally stoic face. But as soon as the emotions flashed, then they dimmed. He looked up at Cloud who stood maybe 15 feet away in the broad room who was showing no emotion himself and that was when the cold face of the president turned to a full mask again. "You need to learn to announce yourself. But who would have thought you'd actually come." Self doubt flickered again across his features, but Cloud caught it no matter how brief it was again. Why was he able to read him so well today. Normally the President was epic in his ability to not allow himself to be read. and he also was good in hiding his intentions. in fact it had taken well over a year for Cloud to catch on, to the real reason for Rufus' intent for asking Cloud to help him repeatedly. Cloud needed to be honest, but he wouldn’t let on to the real reason he came 'you are more selfless than anyone would ever begin to realize... yet... you do want me... but... you don’t want to tell me why.' Rufus had been 100% forward for him. He studied the blond again.. who was sheltered by his mask like usual again. but, was that slight pinking to his cheeks. --- [“I will show to you the stars, there's so much that you should know. I won't cause you any tears, Believe me.. Believe me!”] --- "But, you wanted me to come, Rufus." Cloud took a couple of wide steps his heavy boots clunking as he moved towards the man and stopped in front of the table that was covered in obvious paperwork. Rufus looked up, his appetite whetted by the succulent look that the hero of Gaia had about him in the outfit he'd chosen to meet with him in. 'Gaia help me' the young Shinra president thought as he set his cup down. "I... had about given up hope of earning your trust..." The surprisingly truthful words slipped past his lips before he could even think twice. Cloud stopped in front of him but shifted from one hip to the other while standing there. Rufus had to push the burning desire that overwhelmed him suddenly, to the back of his mind. "You have earned that trust... and I only wish you'd be 100% honest with yourself as well as me." Cloud said. "I don’t know why the hell I'm saying this... or even here for one hundred percent sure if I WANT to, but... Rufus..." Cloud moved around to stand in front of Rufus between the table and his own self. "You need to take a break.. you're wearing yourself ragged...." Cloud suddenly pushed the white-wearing and very shocked man, back to lean on the back of the couch and straddled his legs." "Fuck..." Was all Rufus whispered... --- [“Sweet Vanilla, I've waited here for you. On your sweet bare body... ... I kiss with love not sparingly”] --- Their eyes burned with unspoken questions... neither knew what the other was thinking... or why. Was it a big trap... or a huge joke. Rufus kept his hands at his sides though they itched to touch this wild rarity that had been out of reach for so long. He opened his mouth but Cloud hushed him with a fingertip. "No... Shhh... just enjoy this.. you lock yourself away and I think I understand... I have done it for so long. But unless you don’t want me the way I think you do... just ..." Cloud took Rufus' hand and placed it on his cheek, closing his eyes. "I'm not beautiful like that rose... but you are." Rufus' eyes clouded over for a split second. But instead of noticing it he was taking Cloud's face into both of his hands and crashing their lips together. They were silent. Their lips meeting for the first time... tingling like electricity yet warm and soothing like a gentle summer breeze. Cloud was amazed at the gentle lead that Rufus was taking. Rufus deepened the kiss and wanted to moan at the taste of the man that was sitting in his lap. He hadn’t touched him anywhere, but anywhere their bodies met was on fire. The taste that he could get from the usually quiet blond was sweet. Something soothing and sweet. His whole essence smelled like how he tasted. his lips were small and chiseled yet soft and pink and felt so tantalizing against his own. He felt Cloud's hand go his chest and grip his vest as he arched against Rufus again. Feeling him arch like that was enough to push Rufus' buttons... something woke up... He brought his own hands quickly down to Cloud's hips, but was gentle as he gripped them. "Oh Cloud..." He whispered as he pulled back and kissed the swordsman’s jaw. Cloud arched up again, this time pressing his very evident arousal against Rufus' stomach. He groaned lightly and gripped Cloud's hips tighter, splaying his fingers across the back of his firm backside and pressed the shorter blond down and thrusted up at the same time. Pushing his own erection through dual layers of clothes against the slightly writhing Blond. "Are you sure..?" He whispered with an uneven tone to his voice. --- [“Come, my outstretching hand is dirty |
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