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Death of a Dream	By : Nixea Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Cloud/Sephiroth Views: 1725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Death of a Dream
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The snowstorm had come on with astonishing speed, taking the party by surprise. Their mission should have been completed by now but they had underestimated the stubbornness of the locals and now found themselves confined to the small ring of tents that made up their camp.
Cloud watched from the entrance of his tent as the snow swirled around the camp, settling in drifts against the canvas. Aware of the all too real risk of frostbite, he suppressed a shudder as he slipped off wet boots and socks and began rubbing his chaffed feet back to life. Upon returning to the camp, General Sephiroth had ordered all four of the troopers, including Cloud, back to their tents after declaring that the blizzard would keep anything away from the camp tonight. The blond trooper felt a pang of envy as he watched his companions seal their tent up to keep out the storm. He wished he could join them and enjoy the shared body heat, but his role as the General’s aide on this mission afforded him his own tent. Some privilege that was turning out to be, he thought wryly.
Despite reluctance to retreat inside the tent and further away from the fires meager warmth, Cloud found he could no longer stop his teeth from chattering together and his shivering was getting more pronounced. With a regretful shake of his head Cloud started back into the tent. Turning away from the fire, he froze as he met a pair of bright green eyes, staring into his from across the fire. Shock turned to confusion as he watched the General gracefully rise and make his way over to the tent. Scrambling to his feet, Cloud snapped out a messy salute to his commanding officer. The corners of Sephiroth’s mouth twitched into a barely conceal smile as he looked down at the younger man. “At ease Strife”, he reassured, “It is too cold to stand on formalities. I merely wished to ensure you were not at risk from the low temperatures”. As he was speaking, Sephiroth noted the that despite the set of the young man’s jaw, the man’s teeth were chattering and his body was trembling. “However it seems that you are struggling to maintain your body temperature. I suggest we share quarters tonight. My higher body temperature will assist you in remaining warm”. At this, a small yelp escaped from Cloud, causing Sephiroth’s mouth to twitch into a smirk. Not to mention, the General thought to himself, that spending the night in the blonds’ company would be far more interesting than any other diversion to be had in this Gaia forsaken place.
Cloud tensed as Sephiroth entered the small tent and stretched out on the bedding roll, suddenly acutely aware of how their bodies pressed together through their uniforms. The blond froze as he felt nimble fingers undoing he zip on his jacket. Sensing the trooper’s barely concealed panic, Sephiroth placed his hands on the young man’s shoulders. “Your uniform is wet Strife. It would not do to sacrifice comfort for the sake of modesty”, he reasoned. Bowing his head, Cloud saw the logic in the statement but it did nothing to ease his discomfort as he started removing his wet clothing. Desperately trying to maintain control of his expressions, he watched as Sephiroth methodically started on his own uniform. Almost undressed, the older man seemed less intimidating, and Cloud had to constantly force his eyes away from the General’s pale, flawless skin. Removing the last of his clothes, the blond trooper pulled the blankets aside and lay down on the bedroll, covering himself with the blanket in a bid to hide his growing arousal at the situation.
Sephiroth slid beneath the blankets and placed his arm around the young man’s waist, pulling him closer. The blond lay rigid next to his chest, close enough that the General could feel the slight trembling that wracked Cloud’s slender body. Revelling in the warmth of the embrace, Sephiroth pulled Cloud closer still and smiled to himself as the boy cautiously wrapped his arms around the older man’s chest, his hands spread over the cool skin of Sephiroth’s back.
Cloud let out a small sigh, and although he still shivered, he no longer felt the cold. He rested his head on Sephiroth’s toned chest, the older man’s heartbeat pounding in his ears, and inhaled deeply. Yes there was dirt and sweat, but also something intrinsically Sephiroth about the man’s scent. Fighting the urge to let trembling lips graze pale skin, Cloud tucked his head into the hollow of Sephiroth’s shoulder, hoping to hide his blushing cheeks. He jumped as he felt long, slender fingers stroking his hair and gentle lips pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Desperately trying to relax his grip on the General’s back, Cloud suddenly realised that his cock had come to rest on Sephiroth’s thigh and that each movement was sending jolts of pleasure through him. The blond tried to pull away, cheeks burning, but strong arms pulled him closer still.
Crushed against Sephiroth’s body, Cloud realised that he wasn’t the only one taking pleasure from the encounter as he felt the other man’s cock stirring against his own. Cloud’s breath caught in his throat as Sephiroth’s fingers explored their way down his body. Raising his head, his eyes met Sephiroth’s and he plainly saw the desire and need within them. Before he knew it, Sephiroth’s lips were on his own, gentle yet firm. The sound of Cloud whimpering was lost as Sephiroth deepened the kiss, his skillful tongue demanding entrance, exploring triumphantly as Cloud yielded beneath him. Feeling Sephiroth press closer, Cloud’s own hips move against the older man, frantically trying to find the friction he longed for. Taking pity of the young trooper, Sephiroth allowed his hand to roam down Cloud’s chest, before wrapping it around his weeping cock, revelling in the moans the action brought forth from the blond’s mouth. Cloud was utterly lost in the sensations and shamelessly pleading for the release he so desperately needed. His hands reached for the older man and began pumping his erection, but before he could really begin, Sephiroth ran his thumb over the weeping head of Cloud’s cock and the action was all it took to send Cloud crashing over the edge. As he climaxed, his vision turned white and the last thing he knew was the sound of his voice screaming Sephiroth’s name.
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In the icy cold of the Northern Crater, Vincent’s red eyes widened slightly as Cloud came back into view. The ex-Turk could sense the relief radiating from his companions at the sight of Ultima weapon skewered through Sephiroth’s chest but all he could feel was pity for the blond warrior who seemed oblivious to everything, lost in a memory. He watched as Cloud came to with a jolt before removing the sword from his idol’s chest. Then with heartbreaking tenderness, Cloud lowered the silver haired general to the floor of the cavern. In the end, Vincent had to turn away, closing his eyes, so he wouldn’t have to witness the tears falling freely from his friend’s eyes and the despair written on his face as Cloud held the older man to his chest and wept for the death of his dreams.
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