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Cloud
followed Sephiroth, almost running to keep up with the taller man’s angry
strides. He knew they had to hide the full extent of their relationship, at
least enough that there wasn’t any proof and the department heads and up didn’t
suspect. Funnily enough he was the one who came up with most of their schemes
to get time alone together.
Sephiroth
kissed Cloud deeply as soon as the door was shut behind them, keeping people
from knowing what they were doing - Sephiroth had said the best thing about
joining SOLDIER was being free of the cameras always on in the labs. Cloud didn’t
resist the way Sephiroth dominated their kiss, but he responded eagerly as the
older man pulled him into his bedroom. He’d finally got past his inhibitions
enough to let his own hands roam as freely as Sephiroth’s did, and when he got
his erection he pressed it into Sephiroth’s thigh instead of trying to hide it
the way Sephiroth always tried to hide his, even if Cloud had only
realised that recently.
“Do
you...want to have sex with me?” Sephiroth pulled away slightly to ask the
question, a strange uncertainty in his voice.
Cloud
didn’t know what to do, or what to say. Sephiroth wanted to have sex
with him! Who’d say no to that?
“Cloud
Strife, if you do not say anything I will be forced to assume you don’t
actually want to do anything about this.” And Sephiroth’s hand slid between
their bodies to press against Cloud’s crotch.
“Please,
yes!” Sephiroth blinked, he seemed almost surprised by Cloud’s reaction, but he
untangled himself from Cloud and began stripping matter of factly. Cloud fought
the urge to look away, but he couldn’t keep from blushing as he watched that
magnificent body emerge from beneath Sephiroth’s leathers. Sephiroth didn’t
even seem to realise there was anything erotic about what he was doing. And
somehow that made it even hotter.
Cloud
should be undressing himself around now shouldn’t he? But somehow that paled
besides watching Sephiroth, right up until he climbed up onto the bed, knelt
facing away from Cloud, somehow folded his arms behind his back and bent over,
legs open, offering himself.
“I
don’t have any strong enough restraints, but this should make sure I’m not in a
position to inadvertently hurt you.” That snapped Cloud out of his frozen
shock, and scrambled forward, pulled ineffectually at Sephiroth until he sat
back up and turned around to face him.
“W-wait!
Wh-what are you doing?” That might have been what made Sephiroth turn
around to face Cloud more than his actions.
“I
will not risk hurting one of the only two people to treat me as anything
other than a weapon, or the only person who objects to relying on me to
do almost everything.” Zack didn’t seriously expect the General to do
everything was Cloud’s supremely irrelevant thought then. He pushed that aside
to focus on the uncharacteristically fragile seeming man in front of him,
stroking his hand through Sephiroth’s hair.
“Why
do you think you’d hurt me?”
“Twelve
years ago Dr. Hojo arranged a very convincing demonstration of why it would not
be a good idea for me to ‘fraternise’ with anyone unenhanced. I lost control of
my strength, and killed one of the boys he brought in to demonstrate from
internal injuries, and the other one died of Mako poisoning.” So what,
Sephiroth had Mako-laced sperm? He couldn’t believe it was that concentrated.
“Are
you sure it wasn’t some sort of set-up? I...” Cloud had assumed Sephiroth would
top, since he was obviously more experienced, but whatever he wanted,
just...not like that. “I’d rather not do it the way you suggested.”
“Then
what do you want me to do?” Sephiroth paused, and swallowed before continuing. “It
might have been a set-up, but I wasn’t willing to risk killing someone just to ‘get
off’. And I refuse to risk you.” It was wrong for Sephiroth to be acting
so submissively, but...
“Undress
me, please.” And Cloud hadn’t known Sephiroth could blush, even with faint pink
flush that showed on his cheeks as he bowed his head and slid to kneel at Cloud’s
feet, starting with his boots. Sephiroth almost fumbled his task once or twice,
but he also looked like he was enjoying it, a small smile on his face
throughout, more emotion than he usually showed. Then he leaned in and kissed
Cloud again, taking charge with the ease that had made Cloud expect he’d top.
But instead of just giving in to that kiss and melting into Sephiroth’s arms
Cloud decided to try and take charge of the kiss himself, pushing his own
tongue into the other’s mouth. Sephiroth surrendered to him with an almost
alarming ease, but Cloud pushed it out of his mind until he pulled back. “What
do you want Sephiroth? I think you want me to take charge, so you don’t have to
make any decisions, or think about anything, but what do you want beyond that?”
“Take
me? Please?” He shut his eyes as he spoke, bowing his head and shivering
delicately.
“If
that’s what you want.” Cloud laughed, kissing Sephiroth on his temple to see
his reaction. “But we’ll need something to make it easier.” He knew that much
from overhearing barracks talk. “And you do know there are other options, don’t
you?”
“But
I want you inside me.” Something in his voice...Sephiroth continued speaking,
in a different tone, albeit still submissive, before Cloud could isolate what
he’d noticed. “And I should clean myself inside first...I’ll be back shortly,
with something that should work.” But he didn’t move, and even though he’d
opened his eyes he wasn’t looking above Cloud’s chin. Cloud put a hand beneath
Sephiroth’s chin, lifting it to kiss him.
“Hurry
back then.” And that seemed to be enough for Sephiroth to leave, letting Cloud
think about what he was going to do. Sephiroth made it very clear he wanted to
submit, but how...He was worried about hurting Cloud, not about being hurt
himself, Cloud got the sinking feeling that if he hadn’t suggested
lubrication Sephiroth would have happily done without.
“I
think this will work.” Sephiroth was standing in front of him, holding out a
jar of some scented oil, Cloud nodded, taking the jar and setting it to one
side. He lay back on the bed, pulling Sephiroth down with him, knowing that the
General was letting Cloud manhandle him like this, so it had to be something he
needed. He kissed Sephiroth nice and slowly, enjoying his reaction, even
as different as it was from what he’d expected.
“Can
you...suck me? But I want to stretch you, while you’re doing that.” Cloud
reached to pick up the jar Sephiroth had brought as the other man moved around
on the bed until he could take Cloud into his mouth, leaving his own groin near
Cloud’s face. He was large enough to make Cloud feel a bit embarrassed about
his own not quite developed genitilia, and grateful that Sephiroth didn’t want
to take him, but those thoughts were driven from his head by the feel of
Sephiroth’s hot mouth around him. Cloud opened the jar and pulled Sephiroth’s
hips towards him so he could return the favour before he started to prepare his
lover, and Sephiroth stopped.
“Cloud,
please, don’t!”
“I’m
not going to let you come, just distract you while I’m stretching you out. Don’t
let me come either.”
“Yes
Cloud.” Sephiroth returned to what he’d been doing, and Cloud began to take
Sephiroth into his mouth, not as deeply, noting the odd taste to him, vaguely
sour and salty. Then he slid one finger into his lover, slowly, stretching him
gently, adding a second finger, using his focus on how Sephiroth was reacting
to distract him from the pleasure of Sephiroth working at his groin. It went
pretty quickly, and Sephiroth didn’t show any sign of pain, not even when he
thought his lover was ready for him. He pulled his fingers out, and slapped
Sephiroth’s ass, hardly believing his daring.
“Enough.”
Sephiroth obeyed instantly, pulling away from him and sitting back on his heels
to watch Cloud with more emotion on his face than ever before, even if Cloud couldn’t
read it. Cloud rolled onto his back, and slicked himself up as well. “I want
you to...straddle me. And...sit...take me into you. Then...” He wasn’t sure how
to describe what he wanted, wasn’t even sure it would work, but Sephiroth
seemed to understand. Cloud wasn’t strong enough to really control Sephiroth,
except with words, but this would give his lover the choice of how to move.
Sephiroth
immediately moved to swing one leg over Cloud’s hips, sitting down and reaching
behind him with one hand, guiding Cloud into that tight heat. But he just
stopped moving once Cloud was fully seated inside him. It took a few moments
for Cloud to understand what he was waiting for, and he reached to take hold of
his hips, ‘lifting’ Sephiroth, and setting a rhythm he enjoyed.
“Play
with your nipples.” Sephiroth didn’t seem to know what to do with his hands,
and Cloud understood his fears, even if he didn’t share them. Then he gave
himself over to the feeling of Sephiroth moving over him, reaching out to jerk
him off as he got closer to coming himself. Sephiroth spilled his seed over
Cloud’s chest, looking surprised by that, and Cloud came just after, relaxing
in boneless pleasure.
Sephiroth
worried at his lower lip for a moment before he climbed off Cloud and lay beside
him.
“May
I clean you up?” He was asking permission?
“If
you want to.” Sephiroth sounded as sleepy as Cloud felt after that, but Cloud
woke up when Sephiroth began licking him clean, ending by taking Cloud
into his mouth again, and swallowing when Cloud came again.
o0()0o
Cloud
was not going to let how he felt about what he’d been doing last night
show, or even give anyone hints about what had kept him away from his barracks
until almost curfew. It wasn’t as if his relationship with Sephiroth was anything
other than an open secret, but he didn’t need anyone to know that they’d
actually fucked at last, or that the General had bottomed willingly. Everyone’d
assumed Sephiroth was fucking him, and had been for a while, but no one envied
him for that, not since Sephiroth made sure he ended up with lots of bruises,
going up against much better opponents, and sometimes broken bones when the
General bothered to spar with him personally. Cloud didn’t mind that, Sephiroth
made sure he got good medical treatment, or healed Cloud himself for injuries
the infirmary wouldn’t bother to treat. They’d discussed it at the beginning of
their relationship, or rather Sephiroth had explained how it had to be, and
Cloud had agreed. It was worth the pain to have the chance to learn
better and faster.
“Listen
up! We’ve got a bunch of SOLDIERs who’re willing to train you lucky sons of
bitches for an hour or so. You’ll be sparring with them. Try not to
embarrass yourselves too badly.”
“The
way Strife always does?” Cloud couldn’t tell who’d said that, but it didn’t
matter, no one could do that well against Sephiroth, and the others
seemed to see that.
“Better
than you could do.”
“All
of you get down and give me fifty push-ups!” That was nothing. But the
SOLDIERs were coming in by the time they’d all finished, mostly 3rd class, with
a few 2nd class, and Zack.
“This
one’s mine.”
“The
General’s you mean.”
“Perhaps
they share.” Zack ignored the comments about that, so Cloud would do the same,
but he wasn’t looking forward to embarrassing himself in front of his class
again; he did that enough sparring with Sephiroth.
“Please
tell me we’re starting with something simple.” Cloud didn’t really
expect to get what he was asking for, but it was worth a try.
“I
wouldn’t be doing you any favours if I took it easy on you. Come on, I’ve got
you until lunch, and I’d rather do this somewhere a little less crowded.” And
that meant Zack was planning a bit more than any scripted kata...not a
surprise, but at least Cloud wouldn’t have too much of an audience for his
impending humiliating defeat. Of course he wouldn’t have the chance to see how
the others screwed up either.
“Is
that allowed?” Cloud wanted to ask if Zack had arranged this just for his
benefit, but he didn’t quite dare in front of his instructors.
“Yeah,
only the 3rds will be staying here. It was the same when my class got our spar
with the SOLDIERs.” Zack began to pull Cloud out of the main gym as he spoke.
“Oh.
I see. They’re left with the least promising candidates, right? And I only get
to work with you ’cause of...”
“I
did want to see how good you are for myself.” Zack had found a smaller training
room and ducked into it, shutting the door firmly behind them.
“Like
I’m good enough for you to bother with that.” Cloud had no illusions about his
skill level, he never won a sparring match and he always ended up in
awful condition.
“Sephiroth
doesn’t agree with that assessment.” He didn’t know how to counter that, even
if Sephiroth was only taking an interest in him because he wanted to be with
Cloud there were easier ways than wasting his time ‘sparring’ with Cloud, and
always holding back so much. Then Zack smiled at him in a weird way, not quite
a leer, but close. “Speaking of Sephiroth he was acting a bit odd today. I
think I saw a smile on his face once or twice. You got laid last night huh?”
“You’re
supposed to be sparring with me, not gossiping, aren’t you?” Not that sparring
was any better an option, not really, but at least then he wouldn’t...
“At
least one hour sparring, otherwise you’re mine until you have to report in for
lunch. Mind half my class were being treated after their spars.” Cloud winced
at that, he knew he’d be one of the ones who ended up needing treatment,
Zack was second only to Sephiroth. “Now tell me what he’s like in bed.”
“You
really think I’m dumb enough to talk about Sephiroth and my sex life without
him there?” Cloud drew his blunted sword and attacked Zack as he was speaking,
it was his only chance at getting even a single blow in, and Sephiroth had
taught him not to cling to foolish pride.
At
least Zack knew he wasn’t in good enough condition to have enough breath to
talk while he was sparring...not with any of the opponents he usually had
anyway, so that bought him at least an hour when he wouldn’t have to worry
about Zack’s questioning.
“That
was smart of you.” Zack laughed as he blocked Cloud’s blow, without returning
an attack of his own, and Cloud went on the offensive, forcing himself to
forget how much better Zack had to be than him. He couldn’t afford to think
about that, or he’d be defeated before he even began. But despite his initial
marginal advantage of surprise Zack quickly took the initiative from him and
Cloud found himself trying desperately to fend off his attacks. And he knew
that Zack wasn’t fighting at anywhere near full capacity, not when the other
man still had the breath to tease him about how he imagined Cloud had spent the
previous night with Sephiroth.
Funny,
the anger he felt that Zack could tease him about last night when Sephiroth had
been in such obvious pain was actually helping him fight better, and
Cloud didn’t understand why. He even got a chance to go back on the offensive
towards the end, feigning more exhaustion than he felt, because if there was
one thing he could do it was endure, keep on fighting, or whatever even
when he was dead on his feet, or hurting. But then Zack finally used his full
abilities, disarming Cloud easily, and stepping back.
“Enough.”
No point in trying to continue...a quick glance showed that Cloud’s sword was
well out of immediate reach, and he didn’t have a back-up weapon, something
Sephiroth had emphasised the importance of, but not something he had for
training.
“You’re
better than I expected.” Was that a compliment or an insult? Cloud couldn’t
tell, and he didn’t care, but he’d come out of the spar without any real
injuries, nothing more than bruises, and a few slightly strained muscles. And
he’d recovered enough breath to speak himself.
“Do
the injuries...normally come from 2nds...or from 3rds who don’t...know their
own strength?”
“Both.”
Zack laughed unthinkingly at that. “But I don’t think Seph would like the
comparison.” Cloud was bewildered until he realised Zack was referring to all
the broken bones he’d got by sparring against Sephiroth, and then he felt the
heat in his cheeks as he blushed. “This is the first time I’ve done this, I was
away in Wutai when I was still a 3rd and 2nd class, then I ranked too high to
do this normally. I was told to only injure you if I could tell you were
judging your skills wrong, or overestimating them anyway. It’s supposed to be ‘a
salutary lesson’ for arrogant cadets.”
“Ah,
so you were one of the cadets who needed healing then in your class?”
“No!
I’m not burdened by the modesty you suffer under, but I don’t overestimate my
abilities. You don’t overestimate your own abilities either, but I know why you’re
always matched against instructors now, you’re too good for the other cadets
and you can’t risk learning to hold back yet.” No, Zack had to be mistaken, but
at least this was distracting him from Cloud’s sex life.
“Me?
I’m not that good.” But he retrieved his sword, checking it over before
returning it to the sheath.
“Yes
you are. I think Seph saw that potential in you and that’s why he got
interested.”
“No,
it was that I don’t see him as just a weapon. And you’re straight, aren’t
you?” Cloud spoke without thinking, but he was pretty sure Sephiroth wouldn’t
mind Zack hearing that part.
“Yes.
Are you saying...”
“I
don’t know. But he said there were only two people who didn’t see him as a
weapon.” Cloud shrugged, he didn’t want Zack to think Sephiroth was interested
in him now. The SOLDIER’d had his chance. “And he’s with me now.”
“Yeah,
I’m not gonna try to poach him from you, wouldn’t even if I liked men. Getting
down to business we were sparring for an hour and a half.” He hadn’t realised
he’d lasted so long. From there Zack began breaking down how Cloud had fought,
making criticisms and telling him what he could improve and how, interspersing
the advice with lavish praise, too lavish in Cloud’s opinion. Even if it did
feel good.
When
Zack let him go Cloud only had ten minutes to get to the canteen for lunch, but
he still had to report back in to the instructors first.
“Did
you need treatment?” There was only one instructor left and he looked impatient
as he questioned Cloud.
“No
sir.”
“How
long did you spend sparring?”
“An
hour and a half. Zack spent almost as much time analysing my faults as we did
sparring.” Cloud was not going to mention his efforts to start a gossip
session, even if they could be deduced from how Cloud referred to the SOLDIER.
All his instructor did in response was to raise a single eyebrow.
“He’ll
be turning in a report on how well you did anyway. Eventually.” An ironic twist
of his lips implied that Zack was unlikely to turn the report in until after
the SOLDIER Entrance Exams and invited Cloud to share the joke, even if he knew
better than that. “Dismissed.”
Cloud
saluted and left, arriving late to the canteen, the last in his class, and not
bothering to correct their assumption that it was because he’d needed a trip to
the infirmary.
o0()0o
Cloud
glanced again at the slip of paper Zack had given him after their
sparring session. Sephiroth had used their private code to ask him to come
visit after he got off training and specified the excuse...delivering
paperwork. This was one of the excuses Sephiroth did the groundwork for, the
instructors knew that he’d taken Cloud under his wing, so when he asked for
them to have any paperwork specially delivered to him it was always Cloud they
sent.
Cloud
was sure that it was not normal procedure for the cadets to write a
report on the SOLDIERs who’d been training them either, and that the extra
paperwork involved was the reason everyone had been ordered to report back for
further training after dinner. But on the other hand, this much at least could
be camouflaged by the fact that Zack was one of the SOLDIERs doing this
duty, and Sephiroth of all people knew how bad he was with paperwork.
“Cadet
Strife, stay behind. Everyone else, hand in your completed reports to Cadet
Strife when you’re finished.” And if no one had realised why they were doing
this before they did now from the glares being directed at him. Not that
it mattered. “Why that fuckwit Zack decided to...” Cloud decided that
the mutter he could hear was Instructor Trepes’ way of taking pity on him, the
glares were turning more sympathetic now as what he was saying spread like
wildfire.
“What’s
so bad about Brigadier Knight, Cloud?” Zack was almost as famous as Sephiroth
was, at least inside the army, so he’d been recognised when he decided to play
with Cloud.
“Nothing,
not really. He’s just terrible at doing paperwork, notoriously so. And
the SOLDIERs are supposed to turn in reports on how well we did when sparring.
I guess he’s the reason we’re doing these reports as well.”
“We
get stuck doing this because he’s a lazy bastard? Sounds about right.” Platt
was the class pessimist, and he had a very dim view of the upper echelons.
Cloud knew that the only reason he got away with badmouthing the officers so
much was because he had family connections in the upper echelons of ShinRa
itself, but they wouldn’t shield him once he got assigned to a unit. It was expected
for troopers to bitch about their officers a bit, but nowhere near as much as
Platt did.
“Depending
how these reports go they might decide to make this standard operating
procedure, as a check on the possibility of personal animosities. We didn’t get
the chance to say ‘no’ to our ‘sparring partners’ after all.” Cloud began
reading through the form for the report as he spoke - obviously cadets were not
expected to have the discernment to decide what the higher ups needed to know.
“You
didn’t get a choice, there wasn’t anyone willing to argue with the brigadier,
but some of us got to choose who we’d work with.” Michaels was one of the
better cadets and he knew it, he’d have been working with a SOLDIER 2nd class,
and more likely than not there’d been a couple who wanted to test him out, or
take the excuse to hurt someone. Cloud knew that he was one of the ones who’d
been taken to the infirmary, he’d have asked if Michaels hadn’t volunteered
after what Zack had said about injuring arrogant cadets. Come to think of
that...were there any records of which SOLDIERs doing this duty tended to
injure their cadets? It was something he could ask Sephiroth, later. Then he
read the prompt that was a problem. ‘Describe any injuries incurred in the
course of this training and summarise the medical treatment applied. Attach a
report from Medical if there were any injuries.’ But they hadn’t been provided
with the reports.
“Sir?”
“What
is it cadet?” There was a distinct hint of ‘this better be good’ to Instructor
Trepes’ voice.
“We’re
supposed to attach reports from medical if we had any injuries, sir. Are we
supposed to go for the reports piecemeal, as we get to that, or am I expected
to collect them all afterwards? Sir!”
“Go
get them now cadet, since you’re volunteering.” He hadn’t expected that
response, even if he should have. “Ask for the cadet SOLDIER training session
medical reports.” But there was only one response anyway.
“Sir!
Yes Sir!” Cloud stood, putting his report form down and left, heading for the
infirmary at a run. He recognised the nurse at the desk, Miss Reading, and he
knew she could give him the reports, but...
“I
need to speak to Dr. Alexander. Or someone with the authority to release copies
of the cadet SOLDIER training session medical reports to me.” He did need to
make the appearance of going through channels, and she returned his smile with
an ironic smile of her own.
“I
shouldn’t be surprised you didn’t have an injury of your own to treat. The
brigadier probably held back a lot more than the General does.” She bent down,
pulling the sheaf of reports out of a lower drawer. “I just need you to sign
for these here.” Cloud didn’t really like the idea of putting his signature on
something he hadn’t read, so he made a quiet point of reading through the list
of reports that he was supposed to have received, and checking them against
what he’d been given. It wasn’t an insult, and Miss Reading just worked on
something else while he did that, so she couldn’t have been too offended. Some
of the cadets who’d been injured were enough to make him raise an eyebrow,
since they’d staunchly denied that fact, mostly these were cadets Cloud knew
were the most arrogant in his class, even if they’d given up on bullying him
since he’d started training with Sephiroth for some reason.
“Here
sir.” He handed the reports over to Instructor Trepes, and got back to writing
out his own report, since he’d only gotten as far as filling in Zack’s
name and rank, how long they’d sparred for and starting to describe what he
remembered of their spar. The instructor seemed to hesitate, but common sense
must have prevailed, because he looked at the top report for the name.
“Davids!”
“Yes
sir?” The other cadet stood at attention, the injury he’d been given in
sparring had obviously had the desired effect on him, at least for now.
“Take
these and give them out to your classmates.”
“Yes
sir.” Cloud ignored the catcalls of ‘Thought you said you weren’t injured.’ and
similar when Davids handed injury reports to people who’d claimed to come through
unharmed, but he couldn’t ignore it when Michaels reached out to snatch his pen
from his hand - or try anyway, and that was enough to keep him from writing any
more.
“What
is it?”
“I
thought you’d been injured too. The brigadier can’t be that much worse than the
General is.”
“No,
but...I think Zack has more experience sparring with us mere mortals than
Sephiroth does.” That was a good enough excuse, even if it was a total lie. And
it made the others back off, especially with the near-heretical - at least in
the ShinRa military - implication of fault in Sephiroth hidden in his
statement. He knew that if he repeated this little tidbit to his lover
Sephiroth would be very pleased to hear it...and he’d probably like to hear
about the question Cloud had asked Zack, about whether the injured among cadets
came from 2nds, or 3rds who couldn’t control their own strength. But after last
night he had the feeling that despite appearances Sephiroth was very insecure
and had an inferiority complex, albeit an incredibly well hidden one, at least
where it came to personal matters. Of course if their sparring partners hadn’t
let the other cadets know about the reason some cadets were injured he wasn’t
going to let it slip...he tended to assume that anything Zack or Sephiroth told
him about the military was classified, until it was proven otherwise. He knew
that by making that assumption he was insulting their professionalism, but he
didn’t want to flaunt the extra knowledge his relationship with the two
SOLDIERs gave him.
‘Did
the SOLDIER analyse your performance? Y/N’ Yes, definitely.
‘What
is your assessment of this analysis?’ Cloud could go into endless detail on
this question, but it wasn’t necessary, so instead he focused on the most
important parts. Zack had gone into plenty of detail, he’d explained Cloud’s
shortcomings clearly and added praise as appropriate and he’d suggested ways to
improve where he’d made errors.
“Here!”
Duran obviously resented having to do this, especially that he was expected to
give the report to Cloud, and Cloud was sure he’d done his typical half-assed
job on it, but Cloud took the report and put it beside him on the table.
“Could
everyone just add their reports to this pile when they’re finished please.”
Cloud raised his voice enough for everyone to hear him, he half expected a
reprimand, but Instructor Trepes only looked at him in understanding; he was
far enough behind on his own report as it was. He was the last one finished,
and Cloud added his own report to the pile, shuffling them into alphabetical
order as he turned to the instructor for instructions.
“Deliver
these to the General’s office.”
“Yes
sir!” Cloud finished the reordering, alphabetical by surname was the only way
he knew how to organise them, since class placement was kept secret until they
were assigned, and set off for Sephiroth’s office at a run. When he got there
it was late enough that Sephiroth’s secretary was the only one present, and she
told him to deliver the reports to Sephiroth’s quarters.
o0()0o
“You
are not going to spend all night reading over these, are you Sephiroth?” Cloud
made his voice stern as he entered Sephiroth’s quarters, he knew that
his lover didn’t take the best care of himself, but Sephiroth loved it
when someone else took care of him instead. That was the main reason he’d
accepted Cloud as a friend, and then lover so easily, Cloud was perfectly
willing to admit to himself that he tended to be a bit of a mama chocobo at
times, and Sephiroth responded to that, even better than he responded to Zack’s
rougher brand of caring.
“Not
if you’re here with me. I’ll need to read some of them, but I can do that
later, after I get up perhaps. You know SOLDIERs don’t need as much sleep as
normal humans.” Sephiroth was on the couch, a brush frozen in his hair as he
looked at Cloud with the same surprise he always displayed when someone showed
any sign of caring for him.
“Yeah,
you have to be able to justify having them sent here after hours. Are there any
in particular you want to read first? I can sort through while you finish
brushing your hair.” Cloud was careful not to sit in easy reach of
Sephiroth, in case they got distracted.
“Yours
of course.” Since Zack was the excuse Sephiroth had used to demand this.
“Then whoever you think deserves extra attention.” No criteria at all, that
wasn’t any help. Cloud frowned and decided that the cadets who’d needed
attitude adjustment in the form of injuries were first priority, sorting them
in the order of SOLDIER rank.
“I’m
putting the troublemakers first, the ones who needed to be injured so you can
see whether or not they rationalise their injuries.” And that reminded him. “You
might want to get someone to do some research, see if there’s any SOLDIERs who
volunteer to play with the cadets for the chance to hurt someone who can’t
really fight back.” Cloud didn’t really think it was likely, and he wasn’t even
sure if that sort of sadism would be an undesirable quality, but if it was this
would be a good warning sign.
“Who?”
Sephiroth looked blank. “I can see that sadism would be a bad thing for most
purposes...Dr. Hojo would probably be happier if we assigned his SOLDIER guards
on that basis though, but who could I trust to do this properly and feel the
same way about it as I do?”
“What
about Zack?” Cloud put the files aside, he’d done what he wanted to, and
Sephiroth was finished with his hair, and came to join his lover on the couch,
leaning up against his side, resting his head on his shoulder. “He hates
bullies enough, and that’s one of the things any SOLDIERs doing what I suspect
these are would be. Besides, if he gets the paperwork for this in on time then
he loses one excuse for his normal tardiness.”
“If
he can do it for this he can do it normally you mean?” Cloud could hear the
humour in Sephiroth’s voice. “And I can spare him to do this, he’s pretty
underutilised, most SOLDIERs are when they’re here, especially the ones who’re
bad at paperwork.” So Sephiroth was the only one who was overworked when he was
in Midgar...why was Cloud not surprised?
“As
long as they stay in shape and training to deal with any monsters eh?”
“Pretty
much. Did Zack...say anything to you during your sparring session?” Sephiroth’s
voice turned almost nervous then. “I mean...anything about me.”
“Yes.
He said that you almost smiled once or twice today, and he thought I had
something to do with it. Is it that rare for you to smile?”
“Yes...I...can’t
risk letting my emotions show, not for anything. Did...he have any questions
for you? He tried to question me.” Sephiroth slid an arm around Cloud’s
shoulders, looking for comfort, and Cloud reached up to play with his hair in
return.
“Zack
assumed you were smiling because we’d...made love.” Cloud cursed himself for
that hesitation, but he wasn’t sure what term would please Sephiroth, and he
wasn’t too comfortable when he was speaking about his first time. “I said I
wasn’t going to speak about that without you there.” Sephiroth laughed quietly
at that, and Cloud stopped speaking to look at him, his head tilted to one side
inquiringly.
“A
gentleman, huh? And...do you really see what we did last night as making love?”
There was a quiet sort of desperation in his voice, but Cloud suspected that no
one else would hear it.
“Of
course I do. Don’t you?” He didn’t pause for Sephiroth to reply. “I did tell
him what you said about only two people not seeing you as a weapon, and imply
the other person was him. That was alright, wasn’t it?” That final question
came out more as a demand than a question, and he could feel a slight shiver
run through his lover’s body. Cloud had the strangest feeling it was a shiver
of arousal, not controlled anger, or anything like that.
“Yes.
He’s heard me complain about how people see me often enough.” Sephiroth’s voice
was quietly contented now and he twisted until Cloud’s head was resting on his
chest instead of his shoulder.
“I
sort of warned him off you too. I know he’s straight, I made a point of asking
that, but I also reminded Zack that you’re with me now.” That was a sort of
test, and Cloud could hear how Sephiroth’s heart raced in arousal at the idea
of Cloud claiming him like that.
“Thank
you.” For what? Cloud claiming him, warning Zack off? It was incredibly
presumptuous for Cloud to do something like that. “You seem to have let him
know about our relationship most effectively, but...I’d rather he didn’t know
about my fears.”
“As
far as I’m concerned what we do in bed is our business, no one else’s.”
“In
bed...or out of it?” Cloud didn’t quite understand what Sephiroth meant, and he
twisted to look up into his eyes, noting the mischievous glint there happily. “I’d...like
to suck you. Might I?” He sounded so tentative, and even though Cloud knew
he could, and certainly wouldn’t object Sephiroth wasn’t moving him so he could
get off the couch. This had something to do with what had happened
before...Sephiroth liked being dominated, that had been abundantly clear, was this
an extension of that?
“Go
ahead.” Cloud slid from where he was half sitting on Sephiroth’s lap to the
couch, opening his legs slightly in invitation. Sephiroth gave him a strange
half smile, before he bowed his head, letting his hair fall over his face and
knelt in front of Cloud, reaching to open his pants with what almost looked
like a sense of reverence. This time he didn’t just swallow Cloud’s cock the
way he had before, instead he started with slow gentle licks, playing with
Cloud’s balls with one hand and stroking behind his cock with the other when he
finally took Cloud into his mouth. Cloud reached down to stroke his lover’s
hair gently, trying to figure out what he could do for Sephiroth after this
considering his hang-ups. Sephiroth pulled back, letting Cloud slip from his
mouth for a moment...then drove Cloud’s senses into overload by shaking his
hair over his dick before swallowing him again. It didn’t take more than a few
seconds after that before he clenched his hands in Sephiroth’s hair and came
down his throat.
“Are
you alright Sephiroth?” Cloud untangled his fists from his lover’s hair, and
began smoothing it out as Sephiroth sat back on his heels.
“Oh,
yes...thank you.” Sephiroth was thanking him? And his voice sounded
almost dreamy, there was a look of sleepy pleasure on his face despite how hard
Cloud could see that he was; so hard it had to be hurting him. “Was that...good
for you?”
“It
was wonderful Sephiroth. But what about you?” Cloud bent to capture his lover’s
lips in a swift kiss before pulling back to let him answer.
“What
about me?” Sephiroth sounded confused, but why? Didn’t he expect any
pleasure from this? Cloud lifted Sephiroth’s chin with one finger, and his
lover obediently raised his eyes from where they were studying the floor
between them
“What
can I do to please you? I know you’re reluctant to let me do some of the things
you do.” Cloud made sure that his voice was calm and patient, not annoyed, or
impatient with the way Sephiroth was acting.
“Do
whatever you want, as long as it won’t hurt you.” Sephiroth’s eyes had drifted
down to his lap again, where he’d gathered his hands to hide his arousal.
“Get
undressed then.” Somehow Sephiroth managed to obey without ever really rising
from his knees, in a display of incredible flexibility, and Cloud smiled to see
the precum leaking from his cock. “Spread your legs a little bit wider. I want
to see you jerk yourself off.” Sephiroth looked up at him, curiosity and
confusion evident in his eyes, then back down to the floor.
“I
don’t understand.” Cloud thought that every man jerked off sometimes.
“Masturbate?”
Sephiroth still looked blank, was that because he didn’t understand the word,
or because...
“I...don’t
know how. C-can you give me more detailed instructions?” Cloud didn’t
understand how his lover could be so self-confident in normal life and so
tentative in their relationship, but he’d deal with it.
“Remember
what I did last night, just before you came?” Cloud waited for Sephiroth to nod
before continuing. “I want you to do that for yourself, just wrap your hand
around your cock and...” He didn’t need to tell Sephiroth anything more he
could see that his lover was beginning to do what he’d been told to do, even if
he thought the grip was a bit loose. But Sephiroth seemed to figure out what he
was doing wrong, and more importantly what he was doing right quickly
enough, adjusting his grip. Cloud hesitated about giving him more instructions,
but... “Use your other hand to play with your nipples, you enjoyed that last
night.” It still wasn’t enough to send Sephiroth over the edge...perhaps... “Put
your index finger into your mouth, then slide it into your ass, carefully.”
And his lover climaxed with a strangled cry. Cloud kissed him gently before
going to get a cloth and a bowl of warm water to clean him up.
“I
wish you could stay here overnight.”
“So
do I.” But he couldn’t, on the other hand... “We’ve got a day of leave in two
days time. No one would care if I slept in my bed the nights before and after.”
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