Calm before the Storm | By : Htress Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 739 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Dance
under the spotlight
Tseng woke up the next morning cuddled up
against Reno. Apparently, the redhead was awake, because he started to pet his
hair gently, murmuring soft words to his ear, like ‘go back ta sleep, t’s okay
now…’. The touch was light and felt natural to him, but still he was confused.
How had he landed there? He remembered that he had been working late, and that
he had felt asleep on the couch… He turned, as displeasing the thought could
appear to him, to face a startled Reno.
-
Argh! Sorry ‘bout that, boss!
-
What am I doing here?
-
It’s just that I thought you would be
more comfortable here an’…
-
It’s okay Reno…
-
Believe me I swear! You were ravin’
and callin’ me and…
-
Reno, it’s okay…
-
And I felt you kissing my forehead!
-
I meant it, Reno… I want you…
-
I’m sorry I misunderstood and… WHAT?!?
You want mppph!
He was cut short by Tseng’s mouth over his.
The Wutaian had rapidly noticed that Reno was so caught by his feelings that he
wasn’t listening at all. He tried to resist first, but he soon responded
fiercely, kissing back the ebony Turk with an equal passion. They entwined
hands, groping every piece of flesh they could, and Tseng realised in a awe
that Reno had gone to the point of undressing him. He wore only his pants…
-
You /were/ openly flirting with me…,
he murmured softly in his lover’s ear, Then why, Reno, are you the most regular
customer at the ‘Honey Bee Inn’?
-
I ain’t made of wood, sexy thing… Ya
don’t know how hard it was to be ‘round you… Besides, those girls are nothin’
compared to you…
And he made a good use of his hands,
cupping the awakening member through the silky fabric of his underwear. A mewl
made his way out of his throat, coherence becoming a blur in his head… He
grabbed Reno by the shoulders to bring him closer but he only succeeded him
making the younger man hiss in pain. Obviously his leg wasn’t ready for action.
After an apology, he carefully turned the redhead on his back.
-
Aren’t you supposed to go to the
science dept for a materia therapy session? I don’t want you to break while
we’re at it…
-
And aren’t you supposed to work today,
love?
-
Tonight. I have someone to find, and I
believe she is a night worker…
********
In another part of the Shinra Tower, but in
the pretty same situation, were lying two exhausted lovers. The two had worked
pretty hard the last night, placing and arranging everything in the General’s
quarters, washing and folding the clothes and sheets, making sure that
everything was presentable. The dark satin sheets were entwined around their naked
bodies, strands of silver and gold contrasting to create a vision of heaven.
The first rays of light passed through the
curtains, tickling the two figures to wake up, but Sephiroth grabbed a sheet
and lifted it over their heads. Smiling in his pillow, he nuzzled Cloud’s hair
and returned to a peaceful sleep. Cloud mewled, grabbing a handful of silver
hair and made a sound very akin to a purr. The morning passed lazily, and no
one came to disturb them.
Eventually, one had to wake up. Cloud was
the first up, wrapping himself in his black robe to savour the quietness of the
afternoon. He sat down in the couch, grabbing one of the brand new novels he’d
bought yesterday. He didn’t had the time to open it, though, when three short
knock at the door were heard. Sighing, he walked quietly to answer it.
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Hey Spiky! How are --mmmph!!!
Cloud had put a hand over Zack’s mouth to
shut him off.
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Shhh!!! Zack, please, not so loud…
Seph’s still asleep.
-
Sorry, Cloud… here, I brought you two
something to eat. Hey! It’s pretty, nice furniture, it’s even better than
before, more lively… Come on, let’s heat that up. After that, I’ve got a few
things I want to teach you…
The food was welcome and they ate their
portions, keeping the other one for Sephiroth. In another bag that Zack had
brought with him, there was make-up, a lot of hair products and some weird
cream and a some fabric bands.
-
Zack, what’s all this stuff for?
-
Well, it should be obvious, no? It’s
for your hair, face and legs! Just show me your dress, we’ll start by choosing
the colours for your eye shadow and lip stick!
-
It’s in the bedroom… Just give me a
minute, ok?
The blond walked in the bedroom and made a
special detour to the bed to wake up his lover. Sephiroth sat up and stretched,
embracing his little sunshine to kiss his neck. After informing the
silver-haired man of Zack’s presence and request, he told him that some rice
cakes were left for him in the kitchen. Smiling, Cloud grabbed what should be
his ticket for the Shinra ball and took it out in the living room. He was soon
followed by Sephiroth, himself smiling as he passed by to go prepare some
coffee. Zack was speechless.
-
Pretty? For a dress, I mean…
-
You’re kidding!, exclaimed Zack, It’s
beautiful!! Let’s see… come closer, it’s make-up class 101…
*******
The rest of the week was used to try to
tame his unruly hair. Zack tried and tried, and with one type of hair gel and
spray, succeeded in doing his hair looking like a woman’s. Sephiroth was
allowed to go back to his office, since it was obviously not safe anywhere in
the tower for him, anyway. He was overloaded with paperwork, and Cloud had a
lot of guard duty at night. Mostly, when he was back, Sephiroth was already
sleeping, and when he got up, the silver-haired man was already gone to work.
And one night, when the blond realised his lover wasn’t back, Cloud decided to
persuade him to com to bed.
He walked through the deserted corridors,
passing the rows of abandoned offices, only one was still lit up with a dim
light. The General was working on some papers, scribbling down notes and
reading the different documents attached to it. He was so enwrapped in his work
that he didn’t noticed the blond until he embraced him from behind, nuzzling
down his neck.
-
You’re working too hard, love, he
grounded.
Sephiroth lifted his head wearily and
kissed Cloud’s cheek.
-
I know, but this have to be done and…
He was cut short by Cloud, who whirled the
chair so his lover was facing him. Slowly, the blond leaned down and kissed him
full on the lips, to what the General answered with a small moan. Their tongues
battled with each other, and Sephiroth
felt suddenly those fine hands moving down and unzipping his pants. Heat spread
through his body like wildfire, and with Cloud continuing his ministrations, it
wasn’t long before his pen flew off his hands with a mewl. They finally stopped
to breath, and the blond murmured few soft words to his superior’s ear, only
succeeding in making him blush more.
Slowly, he felt his underwear being pushed
down with his pants. Sephiroth had no idea of what that ‘new trick’ Cloud had
heard about was, so he let him take control. The cool air brushing against his
heated skin was creating a very arousing effect. The blond seemed to
concentrate his attacks on his neck, but his hands were stroking his hardened
length in a very effective way… A few beads of precum were already glistening
on the head, and a finger tip gently took it away. Cloud licked it, tasting the
very essence of his lover.
-
Now, don’t move, and maybe after this
you’ll come to bed?
Sephiroth was having difficulties with
speech for the moment, and it was taking a lot just not to slip off his chair.
Cloud moved his head down and tentatively licked the hard member from the base
to the head, and that does it. The General let out a high-pitched mewl, burying
his hands into that soft blond hair, moaning Cloud’s name over and over again.
The blond took the head in his mouth and Sephiroth arched, pushing his
throbbing length deeper in that warm cavern. The blond started to suckle a little,
bobbing his head up and down, slowly at first, then, encouraged by his lover’s
moans, faster, until he could take no more. His entire body tensed, ecstasy
short-circuiting whatever coherence was left in him. Climax came, sparkling his
vision and he wished he’d been in bed now… Cloud was trying not to gag,
swallowing the bittersweet liquid hungrily. When it calmed down, the blond made
a quick work of dressing him back, looking into lust clouded emeralds, coming
up to claim his lips once more. Sephiroth barely responded and this time, he
did slip off his chair.
-
Now, now, will you listen to me and
come back home? You promised me that you’d take the day off tomorrow… Sephy?
The General purred, taking Cloud in his
arms, kissing softly his neck. The blond helped him to stand up, and they
embraced each other.
-
I swear… Next time, I’m gonna make you
go crazy like that, the silver-haired man whispered, Let’s go home…
********
And then, the next day, Sephiroth helped
Cloud to get ready for the evening. The two decided to start with the easier
thing, or so they believed: Cloud’s legs. Since the dress was short at the
front, the boy had to have hairless legs, and Zack had taken care of bringing
something to do so. Sephiroth grabbed the small jar and read the instructions.
After heating it up to an adequate temperature, he urged Cloud to sit on the
toilet, leaning his legs on a chair so he could spread the cream on them.
-
Isn’t that a little sticky, Seph?,
asked Cloud worriedly
-
Mmm… Let’s see what to do next… !!!
Sephiroth looked at the small pictures
displayed on the container and paled. So that’s what are those cloth for… Oh
dear god, he’ll kill me! Looking around with a despaired expression, he
took a large strip of cloth, applied it…
-
Hm? What are you going to…
OOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!!!!
… and pulled. And despite all Cloud’s
yelling, thrashing and the many, many blows he received, the General continued
until he was done. By that time, the poor little Cloud had tears marring his
face and couldn’t stop trembling. Grabbing an aloes gel that Cloud used for his
hands, Sephiroth spread a fair amount on his burning skin, apologizing for the
pain he caused.
-
Sorry… I’m sorry, Cloud. There. Better
now?
-
How are the girls passing through
that? When I think they are doing that every two weeks or so…
-
Err… Don’t know. It’s a good thing we
started by that, I guess. It’s surely a bad joke from Zack, maybe we should
make him taste his own medicine?
A sadistic smirk made his way on Cloud’s
face and he got up, following Sephiroth to the kitchen. Zack indeed came for
Cloud’s hair, and the General took an evil pleasure to make him pass through
the torture he’d set for the blond. Far from being defeated, the SOLDIER
tackled his superior officer and did the same, but the ordeal was a fair play
for the silver-haired man, he did not feel as guilty as before. Sephiroth
didn’t want Cloud to suffer for him, so now they were all even.
-
Woa, Sephiroth! What legs you’ve got!,
exclaimed Zack.
The three burst out laughing. But the
dark-haired SOLDIER noticed that Cloud’s legs were still a little red, and,
sitting him down on a chair, asked Sephiroth to take care of that. The gel was
smooth, (as much as the skin under,) and very effective. While Zack was at
work, trying to win the battle against the wild spikes of his lover, the
General took the opportunity to go to his office. In a secret locker, he
retrieved a large red velvet box, a leather pouch and a golden decorated
sheath. When he came back, though, he almost didn’t recognized Cloud. His hair
was successfully flattened, only some soft spikes were still up, giving him a
very lovely appearance.
-
You’ll be okay with the make-up?
-
Yeah… Just go and leave the rest to me
and Seph, Zack.
-
I’ll see ya’round, then. I gotta go
see my girlfriend. She’s dying to see me!
With that he shot a wink to Cloud and he
was gone. Sephiroth laid his things on the couch and came closer to the blond.
He gazed into those two glowing sapphires and smiled, kissing lovingly his
‘darling’ on the forehead.
-
You’re sure you want to do this? You
could still refuse…
-
No, Seph. I want to go with you, even
if I must wear a dress. I don’t mind. I just wanna be with you.
-
Thank you. I’ll go take a shower and
then we will prepare for the bal. We have to be there at 7:00. Cloud… I promise
you won’t regret this.
Cloud’s lips curled up and he smiled
brightly, letting Sephiroth tilt his chin to kiss him softly. Tonight would be
a very interesting evening.
*******
-
Come on! Come on! Come on! Everything
must be ready! No, cut another kiki flower, there. Make sure every dish is
shining, I want to see my perfect reflection in the cutlery!
The nervousness was palpable in the great
kitchen. Aides and cooks were running around, everybody making sure anything
wasn’t too or not enough baked, cakes and dishes decorated with utmost care.
Reno was standing in the middle of the action, watching with an adverted eye
over the preparation of the sumptuous banquet. Upon request, all the food that
was going to be served at the Presidential table was closely watched. There
were so much people running in there, that Reno was having trouble keeping
everyone in tow.
-
Ah! Mister
Damen!
The redhead turned to see Mickael Aranson.
The main assistant of Professor Hojo had a little bottle in his hand and handed
him a small strip of pills.
-
Mister Damen, you forgot your medicine
for your leg.
-
This is not a time to bother me with
such non sense! I’ve got a job to do you little twerp. Hey! Watch out!
An hurried aide had bumped into the Turk,
sending them both on the floor. Aranson took the opportunity and poured the
content of the bottle in the empty water decanter that was set along the
different things going on the General’s table. The liquid evaporated quickly,
leaving no traces in the container. Reno stood up with difficulty, leaning on
his crutch for a second, he searched for the scientist, but he was already
gone. Not fooled by the brunette’s behaviour, he inspected everything another
time and, finding nothing unusual, resumed his watch dog duty.
*******
It was the first time Cloud entered the
ball room of the Shinra Tower, and only one word could describe it; grandiose.
The most influent people in Midgar seemed to be gathered in there. Sephiroth,
dressed in his usual black uniform, had put on his decorative shoulder pads,
matching the magnificent sheath holding the Masamune at his back. His military
medals, won mostly during the Wutai war, were shining under the numerous light
spots that had been installed for the occasion. The General gently grabbed his
darling by the arm, guiding him to their table. Looks and low murmurs turned
toward Cloud, whose beauty was vying with Sephiroth’s. The long sky blue skirt
of the dress floated behind him and the opening at the front underlined his
legs, wrapped in the ribbons of his blue shoes. Many men looked at him with
lust in their eyes, but Sephiroth tightened his grip on his little Cloud,
gallantly helping the blond to sit down. Crystal glasses were filled with fresh
water and they drank decently, waiting for the first course to be served.
The President arrived with his son and the
two were protected by Tseng and Rude. Standing at the front door, another Turk
with blond hair was keeping an eye on everybody that was entering.. Security
had been raised at the top, due to the recent threats, it seemed. They made
their way to the front table, where all the important members of the company
and the high graded of the military where already sat down, taking their seat
right in front of the crowd. Tseng and Rude remained behind, but the Wutaian
kept looking at the General with an odd expression.
-
I think Tseng knows it’s you, Cloud…,
Sephiroth murmured.
Cloud turned a bright shade of crimson, not
looking up at all, keeping his attention on his water. Sephiroth laughed
softly, adding that he shouldn’t worry about that. The President made a welcome
speech, talking briefly, probably looking forward for the diner… As soon as he
sit down, the waiters started to serve the soup. The diner was a long and
festive one, with five courses, and the main dish consisted in a very good
dragon fillet, covered with a fancy sauce. The diner ended with the dessert,
made of fresh fruits bathing in a sweet cream. The President stood again to
address the people how much Mako energy could do good to the world and bla,
bla, bla… After that, all the tables were cleared and champagne flowed through
the guests. Sephiroth then offered his sweetheart a bright smile, and they
moved to the dance floor.
Cloud had forgotten the hungry looks and
raised a gloved hand to meet Sephiroth’s arm and together they waltzed across
the marble, drowned in each other’s stare. The music entranced them and they
danced, danced… Cloud’s dress was flying, the multiple white and blue waist
petticoats twirling gracefully with every move. The waltz accelerated, and
Sephiroth lifted the blond, supporting his weight whit his arm, swirling, and
Cloud arched his back. He fell at the horizontal, then was straightened by the
General, who put him back on his feet, spread his arm to let Cloud twirl away.
Sephiroth caught him as he came back, passing an arm around his waist and
pulling him down, ending the dance with an exquisite grace. The blond’s eyes
were shining with an ardent desire, and it was only for the fluffy skirt…
-
You’re aroused, love…, teased
Sephiroth, Maybe you should go to the bathroom to relieve yourself?
Cloud swayed a little when the
silver-haired man pulled him up.
-
I would prefer… Sephy, let’s go back…
I’m not at ease, those men…
-
All right… I’m tired of you being
looked at like that… Let the President think what he wants, it’s too public in
there for me anyway.
So Sephiroth and Cloud strode out of the
ballroom, leaving the crowd gaping behind them. When they were out of sight,
Cloud leaned against his lover, a little drained by the dance, purring in
contentment. I know how he is going to repay me… I think… he’s going to like
it, too…, he thought as they entered their quarters.
As soon as the door was closed, Sephiroth
had pulled Cloud into a tight embrace, kissing him deeply. The blond suddenly
pulled back, leading Sephiroth to the bed. Thinking that Cloud wanted some
immediate attention, the General started to unzip the dress, but the blond
squirmed away with a laugh.
-
Cloud! Come back here!
-
No, Sephy…, he said in an amused tone,
Remember, you owe me one… I know what I want you to do.
Sephiroth looked at his sweet little blond
and raised an eye brow questioningly. Scrubbing away the remnant of his
make-up, Cloud sat on the bed and, leaning back on the pillows, he uttered only
few words.
-
Strip for me, Seph.
End
Author’s
notes
*Passes through two boxes of kleenex*
Warning: Major nosebleed ahead. A strip-tease!!! WOO-HOO!!!! I’m in a
hooooooooot mood! Somebody cool me down!!! Lauren, the next chapter is for you!
And Argentwolf too and Garnet and Soranokumo (I really like your work, girl
your SOLDIER fic is the best!) and everyone else who reviewed my work. And for
those who wants to see Cloud in a dress… I did a picture of it, if you’re an
artist, can you send me how you see it? Lemon for the next chapter: Satin
dream.
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