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“Dismissed.
See the quartermaster’s office if you want to draw out some money before you
all go off to get yourselves drunk and laid. But anyone not ready for morning
inspection the day after tomorrow is volunteering for a week of night watch.”
It was a routine threat, and not really needed any longer, at least in Cloud’s
opinion, although he’d never say that out loud. Anyone who hadn’t learned the
consequences of being late by now, especially after leave wouldn’t listen to a
simple verbal warning. Cloud hung back as the other cadets left, talking
eagerly about what they were going to do with their leave; he wasn’t sure if he
should ask about those reports, but he was curious. “What is it Strife?”
Instructor Trepes sounded impatient, but not entirely hostile, and he was the
most approachable of the instructors, even if he was the worst fighter.
“Sir,
about those reports we filled in after training from the SOLDIERs. Why did they
go to General Sephiroth? I’d have thought they’d go to Brigadier Falco.” The Head
of Training rather than the General.
“He
gets copies too, but the point of the training with SOLDIERs is so that the
General can assess which cadets might make good candidates for SOLDIER.” Cloud’s
confusion at that must have shown on his face, Sephiroth had spent more than
enough time observing his class in the past month to know which ones were
suitable for SOLDIER without needing this. The instructor laughed before he
continued. “He doesn’t usually spend this much time with a cadet class.
Normally he just takes every class on a routine monster hunt about a month into
training to give you all an idea of one of the things the military does.” Cloud
remembered that, they’d been split into groups of three, two cadets with one
regular, and he’d said that it was wrong to rely on Sephiroth to take care of
everything when the regular had tried to reassure them by telling them
Sephiroth would keep them safe. “But every two or three years he tends to work
himself into a collapse, and then he takes a more personal interest in the
current cadet class for a couple of months as a form of convalescence.” Cloud
wondered why no one had changed the General’s workload permanently in that
case, or whether perhaps it was a scam on his part when he was interested in a
cadet class, so he could watch over them for half their training. It would be
interesting to do some research on that, but would he be betraying Sephiroth’s
trust? “Those classes always end up producing more exceptional soldiers.”
“Ah,
thank you sir.” Cloud saluted and turned to go. That explained why ShinRa kept
overworking Sephiroth, they got extra work out of him and a set of exceptional
recruits every two or three years. He had to wonder if Zack was in one of the
classes the General had shepherded. It would probably be rude to ask, but...
“Oh,
hey Zack!” Cloud didn’t expect the response he got.
“I’ve
put the damn report on Sephiroth’s desk! Here! Have a copy. It’s not like there’s
anything you don’t already know on yours. Now, if you’ll excuse me your
instructors are supposed to get a copy of this too. It’s early, but I’m sure
they’ll be fucking grateful.” Cloud was left staring down at the papers Zack
had thrust into his hands. Zack never sounded like that before. Of
course he didn’t really know the SOLDIER all that well, he knew Zack through Sephiroth
not the other way around like people assumed. The papers were Zack’s
report on their sparring session, and for a moment all Cloud could think of
was, irrelevantly, that he’d won his bet with Sephiroth. Then he realised that
he wasn’t supposed to have a copy of this, and that something had to be wrong
as Zack stalked back past him.
“Zack,
wait please.” He reached out for the SOLDIER, fully expecting the way Zack
pushed him away, sending him flying across the corridor. It was a sure-fire way
of snapping Zack out of any temper, or so Sephiroth said, manipulating him into
hurting someone he wasn’t directly angry with.
“Oh,
fuck! You okay?” Zack was kneeling in front of him, reaching out to help him
up. Cloud frowned, he couldn’t answer immediately, so he quickly assessed his
own physical state, checking where he was hurting and how badly.
“I
think so. It just feels like bruising, and Sephiroth will take care of that
tonight since I just won our bet.”
“Bet?
What bet?” Cloud realised he must have been a bit more shaken than he’d thought
if he’d let that slip.
“It
doesn’t matter. I’m not supposed to see this, am I?” He thrust the report back
at Zack, hoping that it would distract him. “You told me everything I needed to
learn from our sparring session anyway, didn’t you?”
“Yes,
like I said there’s nothing there you don’t already know or guess. And I know
you can be discrete.” Zack frowned, but he took the report back, before
returning to the subject of Cloud’s bet. “Now, what were you saying about a
bet? Were you betting on my report?”
“It
doesn’t matter. Not if the report got you so mad. I didn’t think SOLDIERs were
expected to hand deliver a copy of their reports on us to the instructors.”
Zack winced at that, only slightly, but Cloud was used to interpreting Sephiroth’s
expressions.
“We’re
not. Usually copies are delivered to Brigadier Falco and the instructors the
day after the General has all the reports, but with everyone ragging me about
it...” Zack shrugged and began to walk back to SOLDIER territory.
“Why
was everyone after you to complete the report? Does it have anything to do with
whatever way Sephiroth let you know about the reports we had to prepare?”
“He
called in nearly half the SOLDIERs who’d agreed to spar with you, and asked
them if they’d bothered to discuss the spar with their cadet. He reprimanded
three SOLDIER 2nds and a SOLDIER 3rd for not bothering to complete their tasks,
and then lying to him about it, and another SOLDIER 2nd and two more SOLDIER
3rds for not making sure their cadet understood what they were telling him. Publicly.
Then he casually dropped the fact that he’d found this out because of the cadet
reports he’d ordered with this class - since he knew how bad I was with
paperwork.”
“Sir,
I think it might have been more the lying to him part that he was punishing
them for.” Cloud couldn’t imagine that not explaining a cadet’s mistakes fully
would be enough for Sephiroth to embarrass his men the way Zack had described.
It might be best to mention what their bet was, hopefully it would calm Zack
down. “I think he was trying to throw our bet as well. I said that if you
learned about our reports you’d have yours in early, he thought you’d still be
late, or at best on time - and you had a week to hand your report in didn’t
you?”
“Yeah,
and everyone was telling me to get it finished quickly.” Zack scowled at the
idea of how he’d been manipulated. “The General said that the cadet reports had
been so useful he was thinking of adding them on a permanent basis. Even if
some of the cadets seem to be semi-literate at best.”
“And
that’s another sort of test then.”
“Point.
What are the stakes in your bet anyway?”
“Umm...”
Cloud blushed faintly, and hoped that this didn’t fall under the ‘no talking
about what we do in bed’ rule, because he’d left himself wide open for the
question. “The loser has to give the winner a sensual massage.” Not that he
needed bets like this to get Sephiroth to give him a massage, but his lover had
been strangely reticent about letting him return the favour. He’d thought
that he’d rigged this bet well enough to make sure Sephiroth would have to
undress, lie on his stomach and let him explore that beautiful body at his
leisure.
“You
bet for that? Wouldn’t Sephiroth do that for you anyway?”
“It’s
usually more healing than sensual, for all the bruises I seem to pick up.” Zack
didn’t need to know about his ulterior motives for this bet. “Besides,
this bet was more for fun than anything else.” Now he needed to change the
subject a bit. “Instructor Trepes told me that every two or three years the
General collapses from overwork, and gets assigned to work with a cadet class
for convalescence, was your group one of the ones he worked with?”
“Yes,
three years ago.” That meant Zack had been promoted incredibly fast, and that
thought must have shown on Cloud’s face. “All SOLDIERs are officers, and we get
a promotion with each class. I was lucky, I only had to spend six months in my
filter unit, then six months in each class.” That explained how he got to
Major, but not the next three promotions. “I got promoted to Lieutenant in my
filter unit, in the field, and working with Sephiroth is an automatic
promotion.” Why? It didn’t matter Cloud supposed, and besides he could
do some research easily enough, probably.
“I
suppose I’d be able to find your promotion history myself if I looked in the
right place, huh?”
“When
I was promoted anyway. But why’d you want to? It’d be a difficult thing to
research.”
“I
was just wondering if I could find it, not saying I would. But speaking
of research, has Sephiroth mentioned the research he wants you to do on the
SOLDIERs who spar with cadets?”
“To
see which ones just like hurting the cadets?” Zack was almost growling in anger
at the idea. “Yeah. How do you know about it?”
“I
suggested it.” Cloud shrugged, looking around. “This is where we split up isn’t
it?”
“Yeah,
see you later.”
“Later
then.”
o0()0o
“Hello
Sephiroth.” Cloud could see that his lover was reading Zack’s report, even if
he hadn’t recognised it as being like the pile of paper Zack had tried to give
him earlier the way Sephiroth immediately put it down and tried to hide it was
a dead give away. “That’s not how you do it.” He laughed at the ever so faint
expression of guilt that flashed across Sephiroth’s face.
“How
you do what?” As he spoke Sephiroth went to one knee and pulled out the jigsaw
they were working on together. Cloud had expected Sephiroth to greet him with a
kiss, but when he thought about it he realised his lover had initiated
precisely one kiss since they’d agreed that Cloud would be in charge in
bed, and in that kiss Cloud had taken control from him quickly. For that matter
he hadn’t really initiated anything since then, other than by asking
permission to do something for Cloud.
Cloud
stepped forward, turning Sephiroth around and pulling his head back by the hair
until he could bend to kiss his lover.
“Distract
me from something you don’t want me to see.” Sephiroth looked a touch confused
as Cloud pulled back from their kiss, then he seemed to remember what Cloud
meant. “What you should have done was put it down casually, as if it was
something boring, then distracted me with a kiss. I like being greeted
with a kiss in private.” He made the last sentence deliberately wistful, no
hint of accusation or anything similar in his voice. “Anyway, Zack tried to
hand me a copy of his report on our ‘sparring session’ after he’d hand
delivered my instructors’ copy.”
“Ah.
Normally my secretary copies the reports when they’re all in and delivers a set
of copies to the instructors and to Brigadier Falco by the next day.” Sephiroth
scowled at that. “Which leads to trouble when any report’s late, not that it
happens often with this set of reports. I suppose I should send copies of your
reports out as well.”
“Probably,
but let’s not talk about that at the moment. This is time for us, isn’t it?”
“Oh,
yes.” There was something oddly cute about the way Sephiroth let his eyes slide
half closed as he nuzzled against Cloud’s arm. “You did want to work on this,
right?” From the vague jerk of his head Cloud assumed Sephiroth was referring
to the jigsaw behind him.
“Yeah,
sure. Do we have any others left?” Because they were almost finished this one,
a picture of Mt. Nibel in 500 pieces.
“No.
If I give you the money can you get some more tomorrow?” Then Sephiroth
blushed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t treat you like some sort of errand boy on your
day off, that’s the sort of thing Heidegger does, but...”
“You
don’t have any time off when the shops are open, I know. And I was going to
visit Puzzling anyway, I need some new weights and some more of the little
puzzles I’m always carrying around.” Sephiroth had mentioned that he’d heard
some fighters wore weights to help them train, so Cloud had started adding them
to the inside of his training uniform, not very many, but he thought it helped.
He hadn’t slowed down noticeably anyway, and he’d added just under a fifth of
his body mass already.
“You
get through them fast. I’ve only solved two of the five you gave me so far.”
“You
don’t have as much free time as I did when I was solving them. I found that
they helped keep me from being too motion sick, so I solved all the five I’d
brought from Nibelheim on my way here. I’ve only solved four since I got here.”
He had one left unsolved, unstarted really, but he wanted to get some more
while he had the day off. “Any preferences?”
“Let’s
move up to 750 pieces, shall we?”
“That
wasn’t what I meant, what about the picture?”
“Anything
as long as it doesn’t feature me.” This time it was Cloud who blushed, the first
jigsaw puzzle he’d shared with Sephiroth was of the poster picture for the
Wutai war, showing him at the end of the four days he spent winning the war
single-handedly. “I know you said this is time for us, but...Zack said that
halfway through your spar something in your fighting changed, and you got a lot
better. Do you know what happened?”
“Not
exactly, but I was angry at him, for the way he was teasing me about you.
Somehow I managed to harness that anger, combined it with an oddly clear sense
of focus, and then, towards the end I managed to go on the offensive
again.”
“He
mentioned that, as well as your willingness to disregard ‘honour’ in favour of
winning even a minor victory.” Cloud didn’t understand and he let it show. “Most
cadets would have waited for Zack to tell them to start sparring, and never
attack while they were speaking.”
“I
figured it was the only way I’d have the chance to land a blow on him, and
besides, he had his sword out, if he wasn’t ready for a fight why would he have
his weapon at the ready?”
“You
have a point, but most people wouldn’t see it that way. About what you said
happened when you were fighting Zack, any chance it might be a limit break? I
only know about them theoretically, but I wouldn’t think sparring with a friend
would be enough to activate one.”
“I
don’t even know that much.” They hadn’t gotten to limit breaks in their
training yet, and Sephiroth should know that, he’d worked with at least two
cadet classes before this from the sound of things. But he had overheard some
gossip about them from cadets with contacts among the qualified elites. “Can
you use a limit break at will, or is it restricted to dangerous situations?”
“If
it was that simple I’d be able to use limit breaks.” Sephiroth laughed
as he replied. “No, they’re triggered by your emotions, a combination of fear
and rage, as well as being in fear for your life, or avenging someone you value
greatly. I’m too well trained to lose control of my emotions like that, instead
all my emotions tend to just shut down when I’m in combat.”
“Well,
in that case it wasn’t a limit break. I entered that state at will today. We
were doing the first two on one drills.” And it went without saying that he’d
been paired with two of the instructors, leaving just one to watch the other
cadets and make sure they were doing what they were supposed to. There were 31
cadets in his class, one more than usual, and until Sephiroth had taken an
interest in Cloud the instructors had rotated the cadet who got stuck training
against one of them. “I just wanted to see if I could do it again consciously,
I’m not planning to use it outside real combat from now on.”
“I
see.” And Sephiroth sounded impressed, even if Cloud couldn’t figure out why.
He expected to impress Sephiroth with his puzzle solving abilities, not his
skill in combat. “Then you’ll really need that massage I owe you, won’t you?”
He blushed faintly looking down at the puzzle then, Cloud wasn’t sure why.
“Yeah,
give me a hand up.” They’d finished the puzzle while they were talking and
Cloud wasn’t sure what Sephiroth wanted to do with it. He’d just thrown the
first puzzle back into the box but he’d framed the second puzzle, the one with
a jungle scene on it, it was on the wall now. Sephiroth looked faintly
surprised at Cloud’s request, but he ached from the bruises Zack had given him
as well as the ones he’d got in training and his lover was easily strong enough
to help him up.
Sephiroth
had the jar of massage lotion open beside the bed by the time Cloud got to the
bedroom, stripping off his shirt as he went. Sephiroth gave a quiet gasp when
he saw Cloud’s back.
“What
happened to your back? It can’t be just from sparring.”
“Zack
was pissed off about the way people were ragging on him about his report. I
snapped him out of it the way you told me. It isn’t important.” Cloud shrugged.
It really wasn’t important after all, he’d always been good at ignoring pain if
he needed to.
“I
don’t think you should have done that. When Zack’s angry he forgets his
strength, most SOLDIERs do, that’s one reason I was trained to have little to
no emotion, and any SOLDIER is strong enough to seriously hurt an unenhanced
human without effort.”
“I
was careful. I didn’t do anything that would make him react violently, just
reached out to him. I knew he was most likely to push me away, and that would
just give me bruises. I know how to fall.” Cloud looked up from where he’d
been focusing on finishing undressing as he spoke those angry words, to see
Sephiroth studying the floor in front of him, a faint look of shame on his
face. “How do you always make my bruises disappear with just a massage anyway?”
He knew there was some sort of magic involved, but Cloud hadn’t been able to
figure out what exactly.
“There’s
a potion base to the massage lotion. It’s commercially available, but it’s also
pretty expensive so you wouldn’t have heard of it before.” Not on a cadet’s pay
and then something connected for Cloud.
“Then
the oil we used before the same sort of thing, with a potion base I mean?” He
certainly hoped it was, since he was sure that it was usually painful to be
taken.
“Yes,
just a different scent. Please, lie down.” Sephiroth was looking at him now,
and his expression was appreciative, a faint smile on his lips. Cloud willingly
complied with his lover’s request, he had the feeling that this massage
was going to end in sex, but for the moment he just let himself melt under his
lover’s skilful hands.
“Do
you want me to wake you in time to get breakfast at the canteen tomorrow, or
would you prefer the chance to sleep in?” The quiet deference in Sephiroth’s
voice was a touch unnerving to say the least, but if it made him happy, and it
certainly seemed to, Cloud could deal with it.
“Get
me up to eat breakfast here please.”
o0()0o
“Oh,
hey Cloud!” Cloud turned to see Alex with his crowd. They were some of the more
friendly of his class, and included his own personal favourite to reach SOLDIER
1st, if he was interested, Marius Kennedy. None of them had needed to be
injured during their spars with the SOLDIERs and it was Alex who’d defended him
before the spars, about his record against Sephiroth. Apparently they’d
decided to get their money early in the morning like him, even if they were
only just arriving as the quartermaster’s opened and he’d been here for a
quarter of an hour. “What were you doing?” Cloud didn’t agree with Alex’s
assessment of his skill level, but the darker cadet liked to ask him for advice
on how to improve himself.
“Just
some modified stretches, it was just a variation on the warm up we do at the
start of each training session. I just strung a few of the stretches together
into a sort of kata.” It was something Sephiroth had suggested all the cadets try,
a casual comment that he’d dropped without really thinking about it, and it
wasn’t Cloud’s fault if no one else remembered that. Or if no one else had been
listening closely enough to overhear his question to the instructors about why
they didn’t use a kata to warm the cadets up - after all he’d spoken loud
enough to be heard by anyone who bothered to pay attention.
“Can
you show us? Later of course.” And why was Marius asking Cloud
for help like that?
“I’ll
show you all once we’ve got our money. One run through by myself, followed by
one with you trying to copy me. After that I’ll help you each once. I
had to work out how to link the stretches by myself.” He hadn’t wanted to ask
Sephiroth for advice, only asking for his opinion after he thought he’d got it
right.
“Okay.”
They sounded...impressed. Cloud wasn’t really used to that, even with the
recent positive reinforcement he’d been getting from the General. But he forced
himself to shrug it off and go to get the money he needed from the
quartermaster’s.
“Hey,
you’re going to need more than that if you’re going to be going out with us
later tonight.” Lavan was a damned loudmouth, from their glares the others didn’t
appreciate him putting Cloud on the spot like that.
“Good
thing I’m not going out with you lot then. No insult meant, but I know
you’re planning to get as wasted as you can and find some whores. I don’t
want to try and get an STD, or train tomorrow with a hangover.”
“I
told you he’d have plans already Lavan.” At least Kyu had some sense. “We
should have asked him earlier before he had the chance to.”
“You
made your plans just yesterday, no? I made mine the same day we were told
about our leave.”
“Oh.
You do realise you’re a legal adult now? There’s no reason you can’t get drunk
and laid.” Cloud scowled at that, and pushed Lavan at the window to get his
money next. He’d been half tempted to laugh, Sephiroth had woken him that
morning with the most incredible blow job, but the thought of how he’d refused
to let Cloud do anything for him, claiming the press of time, gave Cloud fuel
for his temper.
“I
know, but I’ve got higher standards than you lot.” He somehow managed to sound
intimidating enough that none of the others had the courage to keep pestering
him.
“What
are you going to do? You weren’t in your bed last night.”
“I
won’t be tonight either. Sephiroth asked me to get him some more jigsaws, and I’ve
got a few other things I need to get.” Cloud smiled at them wickedly. “And you
don’t need to know where I plan to sleep, as long as it doesn’t make me late
tomorrow.”
“No,
we don’t. Can you show us that kata now?”
“Follow
me.” Cloud didn’t bother looking for a gym, taking the four of them to the car
park instead and performing the kata at half speed. It was harder to
perform slower, something he hadn’t really noticed before, his speed had always
been what was comfortable for him.
“Isn’t
that a little fast?” Kyu was the worst of the four, even if he was the most
sensible, but Cloud knew that he was probably the only cadet in the class who
didn’t want to be a SOLDIER, he was aiming for intelligence, or flight school.
“I
was going at half speed. I’ll do the next set at quarter speed, try to copy
what I’m doing this time.” Kyu actually flinched at that, and it was
enough to make Cloud feel just a bit guilty about his attitude when it came to
teaching them. “All right, after this I’ll watch as you do the kata again, and
I’ll correct you as much as I can, then you can each come to me for help one
more time. But that’s it.”
“Thank
you Cloud.” Kyu looked embarrassingly grateful, and the others had a mix of
embarrassment and gratitude on their faces too, the proportions varying oddly.
It didn’t matter and Cloud began his kata again, then when he’d finished it he
watched the other cadets go through their kata, stepping in to adjust a stance
here, or a movement there. It was only after he’d finished that he realised
they’d gathered an audience, including a couple of SOLDIER 3rds. Cloud flushed
and pushed his way through the crowd, calling back to the others.
“We
can at least leave on the same train, come on.” Cloud shamelessly used the
others to help him avoid answering questions, hiding himself in among them all.
“Cloud...you
said the General sent you to buy something for him, on your day off?” Marius
sounded almost worried, and Cloud was seized by an irresistible urge to play
along and see how far he was ready to take his objection.
“Yes.”
Cloud considered adding that Sephiroth had given him more than enough money to
pay for them - his lover had no idea what things cost - but decided not
to offer anything in Sephiroth’s defence until he saw how far Marius was
willing to go.
“Tell
me that he gave you the money for whatever it was he wanted? I’ve heard some
horror stories about some of the higher ranking officers, Heidegger’s got a
particularly bad reputation, making their subordinates run errands for them in
their free time.” It wasn’t exactly an accusation, but it was proof that Marius
didn’t see Sephiroth as some infallible god. “I’ve never heard anything like
that about Sephiroth, but...” By then Cloud had to laugh.
“A
few points, first, yes Sephiroth gave me more than enough money to pay for the
jigsaws, second I was going to Puzzling anyway. Third, Sephiroth can not
get them himself, because he has an insane workload and he’s never got free
time when the store’s open - he normally ends up sending a clerk or something
to get things for him.” When there was something he needed that ShinRa didn’t
have delivered to him automatically in his monthly order that was. “Fourth,
even if he did have the time there’s the problem of his fanclub, and fifth we
do the jigsaws together, so I’ve got some idea of the sort of thing he likes.”
Cloud glanced around, checking that he was where he thought he was. “This is my
stop coming up anyway, see you tomorrow.”
Cloud
left the train with their farewells surrounding him, and an invitation to at
least join them for lunch at The Gold Chocobo around noon. It would give him time to do some research
before he went there, and it was only just below the plate - anywhere that sold
food above the plate tended to cost too much for most cadets. Cloud could
probably afford the cheaper places, once a month perhaps, but that was because
he didn’t go drinking the way the others did, and besides The Gold Chocobo did
perfectly acceptable food, food that tasted better than the stuff served in the
canteen.
He
picked up the weights first, it had always seemed a little odd to Cloud to find
these weights in a puzzle shop, but it just made things easier for him when he
decided to start wearing weights. He’d filled all the pockets he’d sewn in his
outfits, so now he was swapping some of the weights out for ones that weighed
twice as much. Not today though, he’d start with the heavier weights tomorrow,
after his leave was over.
His
pocket puzzles next, another five. It had taken him a month to find this place,
and at the moment he was going through the puzzles at the rate of two a month,
so the one he had left might last, but he’d rather get the extras now
instead of waiting for his next leave day. It took him longer to pick those
out, checking that they weren’t just the same puzzles he’d solved back in
Nibelheim packaged differently - at least not in the past year or so, and that
he’d find them challenging enough.
Finally
the jigsaw puzzles, he’d pay for those separately of course, but...there was
one that had a photo from the edge of the Plate at sunset, one of the few
beautiful things about Midgar. The other showed two dragons, fighting, or
mating, it was hard to tell sometimes.
The
bookstore next, a publicly acceptable book on tactics first, something that
looked interesting too, even if it chronicled wars from before the existence of
SOLDIERs. He got that from the new section, before wandering over to the
second-hand section to find a couple of books on gay sex and relationship help.
Cloud had gotten the feeling that Sephiroth was almost as inexperienced as he
was, but still had certain ideas about how their relationship should go, ideas
Cloud wasn’t sure he liked.
He
pushed that idea away into a corner of his mind, to consider later, since he
couldn’t let the others know the details of his involvement with Sephiroth and
he was due to meet them in less than half an hour.
o0()0o
Cloud
hadn’t expected to see anyone he knew in the canteen, Sephiroth’s meals were
usually delivered to him wherever he was, and the SOLDIERs had their own
separate mess hall anyway while the rest of his cadet class were off getting
drunk. But when Captain Davis called him over he didn’t have any choice but to
go and eat with the officer.
“You
have to be the smartest cadet in your class Strife, but you do know that you
need to have some fun sometimes?”
“I
did have fun, sir. I went shopping,” he’d planned on buying some emergency
rations as well, but he’d run out of time because he’d agreed to meet Alex and
his friends and he’d booked his time in the gym, “got myself some good
books, and I’ve got plans for tonight as well.” Immediately after he’d finished
eating he was going to deliver the jigsaws to Sephiroth, it had made a good
excuse for him to get a copy of Sephiroth’s keycard, and if he ‘forgot’ to
return it...
“But
you spent all afternoon training.” That was right, Captain Davis had been one
of the people who’d been using the gym with him, although not one of the ones
he’d sparred with. The spars had been quite an ego boost for him, perhaps Zack
hadn’t been praising him too much after all since he’d won one spar, against a
scout, forced a lieutenant to a draw, and only lost to the SOLDIER 3rd after
half an hour.
“Yeah.”
Cloud let a smile hover on his lips. “It was nice to spar against someone other
than my instructors or Sephiroth. I swear, the General has no idea how
fragile we mere mortals are.” He could get away with that he thought, because
it was pretty common knowledge how many times he’d needed someone to use a
Restore materia on him after sparring with Sephiroth.
“Speaking
of Sephiroth, did you know he had the reports you cadets wrote on your training
session with the SOLDIERs sent to any group that expressed an interest? Yours
was the most impressive, it seemed almost totally objective.”
“Well,
I knew it had to be good since Zack’s terrible with paperwork. I thought
he just meant sending copies to Brigadier Falco when he mentioned it.” Since
Captain Davis was in charge of selecting cadets to enter O-school he already
knew that Cloud was involved with Sephiroth, even if he wasn’t aware of the
details. And it amazed Cloud how efficiently Sephiroth had to have been working
if the copies had been sent out already, since it had only occurred to
him last night.
“I
suppose you’re going after SOLDIER? I’m sure they want you, just remember they’re
not the only ones, and no one else has to let Dr. Hojo treat them as his lab
specimens.” Was this some sort of recruitment pitch? For him? Cloud
stuffed the last of his meal into his mouth and swallowed quickly before
answering.
“I
will sir, but I need to leave now if I want to carry out my plans.”
“Go
ahead then.” Cloud took that dismissal and left for his barracks at almost a
run. He hesitated over which of the two books he’d bought to help him with his
involvement with Sephiroth to take, and decided to just slip them both into the
bag with the jigsaws. Then it was off to SOLDIER territory, by now no one was
surprised to see him there at all and they assumed he belonged there or was
running some sore of errand without even questioning him. No one even said
anything when he used the keycard he’d been given to get into Sephiroth’s
quarters, although to be fair if he had a keycard he was obviously meant to be
there.
The
puzzle they’d finished last night was framed now, and hanging on the wall with
the jungle scene, Cloud couldn’t help but smile when he saw that. There was
plenty of room for the puzzles anyway, because of how stark Sephiroth kept his
rooms, and Cloud wondered why he’d never put a personal touch on his quarters
before. He pushed that thought away and set the jigsaws and Sephiroth’s change
on the coffee table before pulling his boots off and sitting on the couch,
pulling out the first book that came to his hand.
It
was the book on gay sex, at least he’d know more about what he was doing with
Sephiroth, and perhaps he could figure out other things to do with him that
wouldn’t risk him getting Mako poisoning from his sperm. Even if Cloud was sure
that was just a story Hojo had fed Sephiroth, since his sperm looked perfectly
normal to Cloud.
Just
before Sephiroth returned Cloud was reading the description of an early morning
blow-job, and it was enough to remind him of why he’d been angry with the
General. So he didn’t get up to kiss Sephiroth when he came in, he stayed where
he was and scowled at him instead.
“Are
you still angry with me about what happened this morning Cloud?” Sephiroth
sounded so confused by that as he dropped his eyes to pull his boots off before
coming to kneel at Cloud’s feet.
“You
should have woken me early enough that I could do something for you as well, if
you wanted sex.” Sephiroth hadn’t even acknowledged that before he’d left,
instead he’d made an excuse about needing to be at a meeting and left almost
immediately after Cloud had climaxed.
“If
you’re angry...then...why not punish me?” Sephiroth was trembling ever
so faintly, head bowed, hair hiding his face. “I...don’t want you to be angry
at me.” And he thought this offer would make Cloud stop being angry at him. But
Cloud could think of a way for Sephiroth to make it up to him, and if he
described it as punishment...it might actually be a punishment at that,
considering how reluctant Sephiroth was to let him focus on his body. Still, it
would probably be healing for him too, and that was enough to decide things for
Cloud.
“Fine.
Get undressed, and go lie down on your bed. Face up.” He’d be able to explore
Sephiroth’s body better that way after all. There was a look of mixed
satisfaction and confusion in his lover’s eyes, and somehow it made Cloud feel
good to have put that look there. He leafed quickly through the book, he was sure
he’d seen...yes, there it was, a list of the possible erogenous zones on a man’s
body, he couldn’t assume that Sephiroth would have the same hot spots he had
after all. Then he put the book aside and followed his lover through into his
bedroom.
The
sight of Sephiroth stretched out on his bed was breathtaking and Cloud took a
moment to drink in the sight, until he realised that Sephiroth was still
trembling. He quickly moved to sit beside him on the bed, stroking his hair
gently.
“It’s
alright Sephiroth, I’m not going to hurt you, not seriously,” his book had
mentioned that some men enjoyed slightly rough treatment in bed, “or do
anything that might hurt me.” That seemed to be enough to calm his lover a bit,
and Cloud frowned in thought before taking hold of Sephiroth’s wrists and
guiding his hands to the bars of his headboard. “Take hold of those, and don’t
let go.” Sephiroth’s breathing had quickened a bit when Cloud took hold of his
wrists, then it slowed again when he let go, had that talking about restraints
been a hint regarding his tastes? Even if it was Cloud didn’t think he could
stand to tie his lover up, not yet, he might be able to manage it if Sephiroth
ever managed to actually ask for what he wanted and if he had time to
prepare.
He
started by kissing Sephiroth, taking hold of his chin and almost forcing his
tongue into his lover’s mouth, leaving him breathless. Then he moved onto
Sephiroth’s throat, he knew that it would bother him to have anyone even
touch him there, no matter how gently, or how much he trusted them, so he made
sure to start gently, and watch carefully for any negative signs. If Sephiroth
showed the slightest indication of being uncomfortable with Cloud’s mouth, and teeth
being on his throat he’d move on, but there wasn’t a single negative sign as he
attacked with increasing vigour, until he looked up to find his lover biting
his lower lip with his eyes closed in concentration. That wouldn’t do at all.
He
sat up and slapped Sephiroth across the face, ever so lightly, just enough that
he gasped, eyes flying open, arousal clear in them.
“Don’t
do that. I want to hear your reactions. Just don’t say anything. And keep those
beautiful eyes of yours open too.” He waited until Sephiroth nodded before
returning to where he was sucking and biting at Sephiroth’s throat, until he
heard a moan of pleasure, which came pretty quickly. Then he began moving down
Sephiroth’s body, tugging lightly at the silver hair in his armpits, then
harder, without getting any sort of real reaction. The next real hot spots were
his nipples, but Cloud’s initial light teasing touches didn’t really have the
effect he was looking for, they hardened, but he didn’t manage to force any
sounds from Sephiroth until he pinched them. It wasn’t a very big reaction, but
he already knew Sephiroth responded better to roughness than to gentle
treatment, so he tried harsher treatment, leaving a perfect imprint of his
teeth around one nipple, and twisting the other one only for Sephiroth to buck
his hips up against Cloud’s leg.
When
he finally reached Sephiroth’s groin he pulled his lover’s legs apart and knelt
in between them, taking Sephiroth’s cock into his mouth and gripping it hard at
the base to keep him from climaxing immediately. There was another trick he’d
read about that should make Sephiroth less aroused Cloud thought, but when he
deliberately let his teeth scrape gently over his lover’s cock Sephiroth bucked
up into his mouth hard.
Cloud
backed off immediately after that and moved to his next target, pushing
Sephiroth’s knees up and pulling some cushions under his hips until he could
see his asshole and began to lick a line up the crease.
“Please
Cloud, don’t!”
“Why
not?” It had to be important.
“That’s
bad for you, you could catch something.”
“How’s
it different from what you did our first time, sucking my dick after it had
been up your ass?”
“I’d
cleaned myself beforehand then.”
“Go
and clean yourself up now then, and do a thorough job.”
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