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Cloud
knew it would take Sephiroth a while to do what he’d asked, it had the first
time and Sephiroth would be even more paranoid when it was about him, so he
went into the main room and began reading his book again. He wasn’t really
angry with Sephiroth anymore, he’d stopped being angry as soon as he’d seen his
lover stretched out waiting for him, but he wasn’t going to give this
opportunity up so he made sure his expression stayed cold when Sephiroth
returned. The older man hesitated in the doorway, looking faintly uncertain.
“Go
and lie back on the bed, face down this time, and take hold of the bars again.”
Sephiroth didn’t say anything to that, he just obeyed immediately. Cloud
hesitated, then decided to give him a while to worry and continued reading his
book, hoping he was doing the right thing. He couldn’t keep it up for very
long, just long enough to finish the section he’d been reading before he broke
and made his way to the bedroom. Sephiroth had draped his hips over the pillows
Cloud had used to support them earlier, leaving his ass up prominently in the
air. It looked gorgeous, tight and muscular, and Cloud couldn’t resist the
temptation to slap his lover on the ass, just once. Sephiroth gave a low moan
of pleasure at that, wriggling his ass invitingly, he’d got a lot more
comfortable about showing his pleasure since Cloud had started this.
“No,
I’m not going to do anything like that Sephiroth. Settle down.” Cloud pulled
his lover’s legs open again and began to repeat the actions that had made him
balk before, sliding his tongue into Sephiroth’s body, listening for his
reaction. It didn’t seem to be enough for him, and Sephiroth tried to push back
against his tongue. Then Cloud moved on to the legs, finding out what sort of
touches made Sephiroth moan, and what left him cold, doing each leg in turn,
moving down the left leg, then up the right. His exploration moved to the
expanse of pale perfect skin that made up Sephiroth’s back, pressing into the
muscles to see what reactions he got, almost a massage, but not quite. Finally
he moved onto the arms he’d neglected before, then sat back once he’d finished.
“You
can move now, I’m finished ‘punishing’ you.” Sephiroth immediately let go of
the bars and pushed himself up, spinning to virtually throw himself into Cloud’s
arms. He nuzzled his face into the crook of Cloud’s neck and Cloud stroked his
beautiful long hair to give him the comfort he seemed to need. “Are you
alright?”
“Yes...you
were wonderful then.” Sephiroth seemed to notice Cloud’s arousal only then. “How
can I please you now though?”
“Tell
me what you want me to do with you.”
“Take
me? Please?” The same request he’d made the first time they made love,
interesting.
“Get
the oil we used before then.” Cloud began to undress, but then he caught an odd
look from Sephiroth as he started to open his shirt. “Did you want me to stay
mostly dressed? Is that a fantasy?” Sephiroth blushed, nodding his head as he
handed the oil over to Cloud. “If you want me to do something then ask
for it. The worst that can happen is that I’ll say no. But I won’t laugh at
you, whatever you ask for.”
“I’ll
try Cloud. W-will you take me while you’re still almost fully dressed?” Cloud
hesitated before making his decision, sliding the first finger into Sephiroth
while he was thinking.
“Is
there anything else to that fantasy?”
“F-from
behind. Perhaps a...blindfold?” Sephiroth’s voice was hitching with pleasure as
Cloud added the second finger.
“I
won’t blindfold you, not now.” Cloud wondered if Sephiroth had picked up the
implication that he would give Sephiroth the first part of what he
wanted. He finished preparing his lover, and pulled his fly open.
“On
your hands and knees then.” It wasn’t that much of a surprise when Sephiroth
moved to the floor for that, it obviously featured in his fantasy in some
variation and Cloud braced himself with a hand on Sephiroth’s hip before he
began to enter him. It wasn’t the same as last time, Sephiroth had been doing
all the work then, and this time he had to do the work, but in some ways
that was even more enjoyable. He kept one hand on Sephiroth’s hip, and let the
other roam over his lover’s body, reaching around to tweak a nipple a time or
two, and leant forward, to bite at the nape of his neck. That was the one area
he hadn’t tried in his exploration of Sephiroth’s body and it was enough
to prompt Sephiroth to climax immediately, pulling Cloud along after him.
Cloud
pulled out, prompting a low whine from Sephiroth. He slapped his lover’s ass
lightly since that had got such a positive response before.
“We
need to get cleaned up.” And this time he wanted to do it together, pulling
Sephiroth to his feet he led his lover to the bathroom. He finished stripping
when he got there while Sephiroth adjusted the shower temperature then they got
in the shower together. It was funny, but a bit heartbreaking too the way
Sephiroth reacted, he didn’t have the slightest clue what to do and he was
trying not to touch Cloud.
“Sephiroth,
do what I’m doing. It doesn’t have to be identical, but the same principal you
see?”
“Yes.”
And then they began to wash each other, carefully, but with some humour as
well. When they got out Sephiroth caught sight of his ravaged throat in the mirror,
and laughed softly, drawing it - and the other marks he’d left - fully to Cloud’s
attention for the first time.
“I’m
going to need to cast a Cure in the morning I think.”
“Or
you could teach me how to do it for you.” Sephiroth frowned at that for some
reason.
“I’m
not sure that’s a good idea...you aren’t supposed to start learning how to use
materia until the last week of training. And that’s for a reason.” He tilted
his head, obviously thinking. “On the other hand...have the other groups started
their recruitment efforts yet?”
“I...at
dinner it sounded like Captain Davis was trying to discourage me from
going for SOLDIER in favour of O-school.” Not that Cloud really believed that
had been a recruitment effort, he wouldn’t be the first target.
“Well,
just remember that most officers outside of SOLDIER hardly ever get their hands
on materia. Restore’s a safe materia to start with anyway, better than the
elemental materia most instructors like to start their cadets on. I’ll let you
try once.”
“Thank
you.” Cloud watched as Sephiroth pried a Restore from Masamune and handed it to
him. “What am I supposed to do?”
“Think
about the materia, focus on it and reach out for it with your mind.” Cloud felt
an odd sort of extra sense he used to reach out to the materia, and it appeared
in his mind, not exactly heard, or seen, almost palpable to him with hints of
scent and taste as well.
“I
can sense it, there’s...four...levels of power so to speak, at least four I can
distinguish immediately. There’s others too, in between I think, and past the
greatest of the four main levels, but I can barely sense those, and I couldn’t
draw them out.” There was an almost imperceptible widening of Sephiroth’s eyes
at that, and Cloud couldn’t understand why, after all he had to sense
the same things himself.
“The
four levels you saw at first are the four spells that can be drawn out from the
Restore materia when it is slotted. It is harder to draw a spell out when a
materia isn’t slotted, but I’d rather you learned to do it this way.” Being
able to use a materia without having it slotted was obviously a better, more
flexible way, that made sense. “I want you to mentally ‘reach’ into the
materia, give it some of your energy, and draw out the lowest level spell, the
one at the lowest of the four power levels you first saw, and focus it on me.”
It didn’t feel quite that way, Cloud couldn’t see/hear/feel/scent/taste
any ‘spells’, just different levels of power, so instead he reached out to the
materia and coaxed it to take his energy and sort of filter and focus it to
emerge at the lowest power level.
Sephiroth
gasped and Cloud cut the flow of energy off immediately.
“Are
you alright? Did I do something wrong?”
“That...didn’t
quite feel like a standard Cure.” Sephiroth lifted a faintly trembling hand to
explore his throat. “But I think it worked better than it should have.”
And now that he’d drawn Cloud’s attention to the injuries he’d been supposed to
be healing Cloud could see that his skin was all as pale and perfect as it
usually was. “Are you sure you didn’t use one of those other power levels you
could sense without meaning to?”
“No,
I was filtering and focusing my energy through the materia at the lowest power
level. I think the other levels, the ones I could only just sense are
less...stable, I wouldn’t risk using them, not on you.”
“You
didn’t draw out the Cure spell?” He was frowning, Cloud didn’t understand why,
or what he’d done wrong.
“I
couldn’t sense any spells to draw out. I guess the others were right, I
am a freak.” But not a worthless freak like they’d said. If Sephiroth
saw something in him worth giving himself to then Cloud couldn’t be
worthless or useless.
“Don’t
call yourself that!” Sephiroth pulled Cloud into his arms. “You aren’t a freak,
or at least, you’re less of a freak than I am.”
“I
didn’t say being a freak was a bad thing, now did I?” Cloud smiled up at
his lover teasingly. “And it doesn’t keep us from being human, it just makes us
better than normal humans at some things. You with how strong, smart and
graceful you are, and me with this weird ability to sense extra things about
materia.”
“You’re
right, but...Dr. Hojo can never know about your abilities. You’ll be
learning how to use a slotted materia with your cadet class, so that avoids one
problem...”
“I’ll
be careful, but don’t you think we should go to bed now?” Cloud yawned to
encourage Sephiroth to let go of him, and led his lover to bed.
o0()0o
The
next day Sephiroth was waiting in the gym when they went for training, just
standing there with that odd half-relaxed awareness all the SOLDIERs sported.
Cloud knew he didn’t entirely approve of the timing of the sword training, they
did a ‘short’ run before breakfast (they were up to three miles now), then two
hours of more theoretical work to recover and rest before moving on to
swordwork. Sephiroth had said they’d be better served to do the physical
conditioning that fell immediately after lunch most of the time in this period
and do the swordplay in the afternoon, so they learned to do it right even when
they were tired. After he overheard that Cloud had stepped up the extra
training he did in the evenings, doing the extra work to build up his strength
first then following up with his kata.
“I’m
sure you’ll be glad to know you’re going back to one on one drills again today.
So warm up and then pair up.” Cloud began looking around surreptitiously for
someone he could snag as a partner as he did his warm up kata, noting with
pleasure that Alex and his other pupils were doing the same warm up he was,
instead of the standard warm up. And they were doing it right mostly,
Cloud had the feeling that the few differences he spotted were more adaptation
to their own varying body shapes rather than mistakes. Perhaps he could prevail
on one of them...
“Not
you, Cadet Strife.” He hadn’t really expected to be allowed to find his own
partner, so he returned to his position, and did another warm up kata to pass
the time. By the time he’d finished everyone else had just finished their own
warm ups and started pairing up.
“Sir?”
It wouldn’t work, but he had to try, and Cloud forced himself to continue when
he felt the chill of Sephiroth’s attention in work mode. “Wouldn’t it be better
for you to assess someone else’s abilities for once?” He’d made
pro-forma complaints every time after the first two weeks, and Instructor
Trepes had made a point of taking Cloud aside and telling him he was lasting
better than the last cadets who’d got so much of the General’s attention -
apparently he’d driven the other three cadets out of the military altogether.
“From
Brigadier Knight’s report you either tapped into a higher level of skill when
sparring with him or you have been holding back on me.” Sephiroth’s voice was
coldly clinical, the General’s voice, not Cloud’s lover’s voice, and he wasn’t
speaking very loud, but what he said was enough to have everyone staring at
Cloud.
“The
former, sir.” Cloud realised that his voice was shaking with rage, that
Sephiroth would make him use his new technique here and now instead of just
asking to spar with him somewhere discrete if he had to see how much better
Cloud fought when he harnessed his anger. “You were never weak enough that you
needed to rely on your opponent’s weaknesses, so you never learned the art of
taunting your enemy. And no one would be stupid enough to hold back against
you.” Distantly he could hear Instructor Trepes ordering the others to ‘Stop
staring and start sparring’ and how one pair was being split apart to face an
instructor each, but it didn’t matter.
“Show
me what you have learned, then.” And it didn’t matter that Sephiroth hadn’t
drawn Masamune yet, Cloud built his anger, thinking of the way Sephiroth had
just betrayed a confidence and of the way he acted in bed, as if his pleasure
came a distant third to Cloud’s safety and his pleasure, and his own safety was
even further behind that. Then he paired that with a purity of purpose and
focus and attacked without even making the conscious decision to. Sephiroth
hadn’t expected that for some reason, Cloud wasn’t sure why not, and his eyes
widened slightly as Masamune emerged from its sheath to parry Cloud’s attempted
blow. As he was fighting Sephiroth, responding on instinct, and fresh formed
reflex rather than rational thought, he realised why Sephiroth had been
surprised...normally he was nice and polite in class, and waited for his
opponent to say he could start. And now he learned another thing about this
state, it made his usual trick of ignoring his pain even easier, Sephiroth was
slicing him up, all superficially, but it wasn’t affecting his level of skill
any. Cloud gave Sephiroth a taunting smile in response to the frustration he
could see hidden behind the General’s eyes and somehow that let him get a hit
in. It was only just barely a hit and insignificant, no more than a scratch,
but he made Sephiroth bleed and in response Sephiroth shattered his right arm,
knocking his broadsword from his hands.
Cloud
looked almost blankly at his shattered arm as Sephiroth shook his sword clean
and lifted a hand to trace the thin cut Cloud had left along his jawline.
Everyone else seemed to be moving in slow motion as Sephiroth began using the
Restore materia in his sword to heal Cloud. He hadn’t done that before, it was
always a matter of taking Cloud to the infirmary until now. Of course he’d
never been injured so severely before, there’d never been bones poking out of
his skin before, the bones Sephiroth broke had always been just barely broken
and Sephiroth had always been careful not to cut him before either.
“What
the fuck were you thinking?” Instructor Trepes was yelling at the General,
and Cloud couldn’t quite believe it. Neither could anyone else from the way
everyone was staring. “Sir.” That was obviously an afterthought. “You know you’re
supposed to be careful with the cadets.” He wound down rather anticlimactically,
not that anyone could blame him, considering who he’d been yelling at, but
Sephiroth was still looking at him with a look that was equal parts impressed
and disbelieving.
“True,
but Cadet Strife fought as well as a SOLDIER 3rd who had just finished Mako
treatments, and so...” Sephiroth turned to Cloud then. “My apologies Cadet. I
have never been injured in sparring, even superficially, by anything less than
a SOLDIER 3rd before this.”
“Thank
you for the compliment sir. Can I just do kata until the end of the training
session, Instructor Trepes?”
“If
you’re not up to sparring you’re not up to doing kata.” His retort sounded...odd,
and it took Cloud a moment to realise why. The instructor was clearly implying
that he trusted Cloud to judge what he was up to, he wasn’t sending Cloud
for a medical opinion, or making his own assessment, or even asking the
General. And come to think of it, that was a subtle insult directed at
Sephiroth, something that was putting humour into those Mako green eyes.
“I
just don’t think I’m up to sparring with the General again at the
moment, instructor.”
“Perfectly
understandable. And there’s almost two hours left.” He’d lasted an hour? Against
Sephiroth? “Cadet Kennedy, Cadet Defane, come here.” Cloud retrieved his
broadsword while Marius and Kyu obeyed. “One of you will be sparring with Cadet
Strife, the other will be facing me. That is if you’re willing to watch for any
problems, sir?”
“That
would be preferable.” Cloud could see how much that dismissal affected Marius,
but he wouldn’t say anything to Sephiroth yet.
“Kyu,
I haven’t learned to hold back yet, so...”
“Can
I work with you Instructor Trepes?” Cloud hadn’t expected him to react that
way, and he wondered if he should be insulted or flattered. But either way,
when he sparred with Marius Cloud didn’t use the same technique that Sephiroth
had forced him to display.
“You
lied to Kyu, you do know how to hold back.”
“I
didn’t lie, I just didn’t mention that I see no reason to fight using the
mindset I used when the General forced me into it against a fellow cadet. It’s
just, you wish he’d agreed to spar with you after he’d finished with me, don’t
you?”
“Yes!
I get why he’s taken an interest in you, but why won’t he bother with anyone
else?”
“Did
he ever start to spar with someone else after he’d broken a bone of mine
before?” Cloud wouldn’t know, he’d always been kept in the infirmary
afterwards, even if he hadn’t felt he needed it.
“No.
It’s the same thing, isn’t it?” Marius sounded almost defeated, but Cloud had
to say yes. Even without slipping into the state of heightened awareness and
focus he’d used first against Zack, because he just couldn’t muster any anger
against Marius, Cloud wasn’t having too much difficulty sparring with Marius.
So it came as a surprise when he realised his friend was out of breath when the
training session was over, especially since he felt he could have kept up the
conversation throughout. Sephiroth managed to disappear as soon as there was an
instructor free to take over monitoring the class as a whole, and Cloud noted
to himself that there were things he needed to tell his lover about what had
happened today.
“Right,
listen up you lot. We don’t normally give this speech yet, but it seems the
recruiters are starting early with this class.” Had Sephiroth seen Captain
Davis’ chat with him in a different light to how Cloud had seen it, or had
someone else been caught by a recruitment spiel? “You all know that there’s a
limited number of places you can end up after you complete this class, and some
of those groups are competing over cadets, particularly cadets who’ve been
guided by Sephiroth for the final two months. Listen to whatever you’re told,
but do not automatically believe it, cross-check, and if you have any
choice in where you are assigned make the choice you’re most comfortable with.
“Dismissed!”
o0()0o
This
time Sephiroth had sent a message to Cloud, asking him to come and visit him,
adding that he’d make sure Cloud didn’t have any problems with the curfew.
“What’s
that?”
“Why
would the General be sending a note to you?”
“He’s
spreading his legs for the General, why wouldn’t Sephiroth send a note to his
little bitch?” The friendly comments hadn’t been enough to make Cloud respond,
but Blake’s cruel choice of phrase was reason enough for Cloud to snap at him.
“Because
that would be stupid - obviously you’re not going into intelligence. It’s
about what happened this morning, he seems to feel guilty or something and the
General’s offering to critique me on my swordplay, the same way Brigadier
Knight did.” Cloud folded the note and put it in his pocket before picking up
his sword and setting off for Sephiroth’s quarters, quickly, as if he was
afraid it was a limited time offer. And who’d be stupid enough to refuse any
sort of help from the legendary Sephiroth?
This
time he wasn’t so surprised that none of the SOLDIERs tried to stop him getting
to Sephiroth’s quarters, even if he was still disappointed in them. Not that he’d
ever say that to anyone except perhaps Sephiroth, but he did think that
their dismissal of him because he wasn’t enhanced the way they were was
particularly stupid. Sephiroth had never bothered to get his keycard back from
him, and Cloud resisted the temptation to waste time thinking about why
that was since he knew how much his lover trusted him.
There
was a thin shred of fear in Sephiroth’s eyes as he turned to Cloud when he
opened the door, and that didn’t make any sense. But then when Sephiroth
stepped up to kiss him that act pushed what he thought he’d seen right out of
Cloud’s mind. Sephiroth’s tongue darted out even before their lips met, running
over Cloud’s lower lip in an eerie imitation of what he’d once seen some Nibel
wolves doing, of how the weaker wolves appeased the stronger. But even so
Sephiroth didn’t really push his tongue into Cloud’s mouth once their lips
actually met, instead letting his lips fall open in unspoken invitation, and
Cloud got the feeling that this was how all their kisses would be in the
future. He wasn’t too sure he was happy with that, but he couldn’t figure out
how to change it short of saying something, and he had the feeling that would
upset Sephiroth a lot.
“What
was that about in training?” Cloud kept his voice flat, trying to keep from
showing the betrayal he’d felt when Sephiroth demanded to see his new trick,
the betrayal that even his later compliment couldn’t ease. Apparently he didn’t
succeed, because Sephiroth immediately stepped back and dropped to his knees.
“I
had to check on the anomalies in Zack’s report, Cloud. And to be seen to be
checking on them. No one would believe that I’d simply questioned you, and
besides, Zack’s report didn’t mention you were almost as good as a SOLDIER 3rd
when you were fighting like that.” Cloud pulled Sephiroth back to his feet and
up against him, reaching up to stroke his hair again.
“Don’t
do that. What happens outside these rooms has nothing to do with our
relationship. You don’t need to apologise, it’s just...I wish you’d warned me
you’d have to test my new trick personally instead of springing it on me like
that when you knew I wanted to keep it for real combat. I don’t have an endless
fountain of rage inside of me, it’s hard to get angry enough to use that
trick.”
“You
aren’t angry because I asked you to show me your new technique in front of your
classmates, you’re angry because I didn’t tell you I’d have to do that
beforehand?” Sephiroth obviously didn’t quite understand, even though he was
happy to accept what Cloud said.
“I
used up all my anger fighting you this morning.” And it had been more a fight
than a spar, that was what he needed to use his anger to drive him. “Now all I
feel is a hint of betrayal, and disappointment. But...” Cloud reached up and
pulled Sephiroth’s face down to his for a kiss when he saw the pain in his
lover’s eyes. “It’s alright, I feel better now that you’ve explained it, and
besides you did compliment me afterwards, even if I think you were being too
kind to me.”
“I
didn’t lie when I said no one less than a SOLDIER’s ever scored on me even in
sparring, not since I was first learning how to fight anyway.” Sephiroth pulled
back just enough to trace over the cut with his finger again. “What were you
trying to do there anyway?”
“I
don’t really...I think I was going for your shoulder,” Cloud was only just
starting to analyse his memories of their spar now, “there was a momentary
opening after I smiled at you. I don’t think you realised that my injuries didn’t
affect me the way they should have in that state, I hadn’t realised it myself.”
“Then
that is one useful outcome from our sparring session. Did you realise you
lasted as long as a new SOLDIER 3rd would against me? I am expected to spar
with each SOLDIER as he joins each class, to make sure they understand their
improvements put them nowhere near my level. Or at least that is what I was
told.” Implying there might be another reason, even if neither of them knew
what it was. “I preferred thinking of it as a way for me to assess their
abilities, after all they are my back-up, or as much of it as I get.” Sephiroth
needed a bit of a distraction before he started thinking about how people saw
him.
“You
know I told my class that I was coming here for you to critique my efforts in
sparring today, I didn’t expect you to actually get me to do it though.” Cloud
smiled up at his lover, then pulled him to sit down instead of just standing
facing each other. Somehow, he wasn’t sure how, he ended up with Sephiroth in
his lap, and even though it should have felt ridiculous when his lover wrapped
his arms around Cloud’s neck, it didn’t.
“Well,
that adds something to your cover doesn’t it? I hadn’t realised I left an
opening then, not until you mentioned it, how did you spot it?”
“I
don’t know, I just knew you were frustrated by my lack of response to my
injuries, and I think there was a muscle twitch when you saw me smile at you.”
“There
might have been, I was just so...shocked that you could smile at me in that
condition, even that twisted smile.” And Cloud had to laugh at the peculiar
innocence those words revealed.
“I
wasn’t in that bad a condition, you were careful in a weird way, and it looked
a lot worse than it really was, right up until you disarmed me - no, you’ve got
no reason to feel guilty for that, it was your duty in that position to disarm
me. I just realised, you really have no idea how much damage normal
humans can take, and how much it varies from individual to individual.”
“But,
your instructor...he actually started to shout at me.” Sephiroth nuzzled at
Cloud’s neck as he replied.
“Yeah,
but that was all about the last injury, not about what happened before. I bet
you were disappointed he backed down, he was gearing up to verbally flay you, then
he remembered your rank.”
“I
hadn’t realised he backed down.” Sephiroth lifted his head enough that Cloud
could see his disgusted grimace at the thought. “He knows that while I’m
working with a cadet class I’m technically just the instructors’ assistant, he
would have been well within his rights to dress me down if he was that angry at
my behaviour. On the other hand why should I have expected him to be different?
None of the other instructors for the cadet classes I’ve worked with have even
yelled at me.”
“I
hadn’t realised that, should I tell Instructor Trepes that he impressed you?”
Sephiroth blushed faintly at that, ducking his head to hide behind his hair.
“It
would be nice, but I think that would be stretching things a bit. It’s stupid
in a way, there’s always a SOLDIER 1st assigned to monitor the last two months
of a cadet class’ training, and we’re supposed to report on the instructors,
but they’re supposed to report on us as well. Considering how well the cadets
who make it through each class I monitor perform it doesn’t seem to matter that
I always note the instructors’ inability to separate my rank from the duty I am
performing at the time.”
“Are
there more drop outs in the classes you monitor or something?” Cloud hadn’t
seen any of his class drop out, he hadn’t even realised it was possible.
“Just
one in each class until this one, generally the monitoring SOLDIER picks one
cadet to focus on, the most promising usually, and on average a third of those
drop out.” There was something about the way Sephiroth said the last phrase
that implied he was feeling guilty about something.
“If
they can’t stand up to working directly with you then they’re not really good
enough to possibly become your future back-up. The best cadets usually end up
being filtered for SOLDIER right?”
“Usually,
yes. You don’t think it’s too early to expect them to deal with me as cadets?”
Cloud knew that his lover needed reassurance now, so it didn’t matter what he
really thought, only that it make Sephiroth feel better, but then what he
thought on that subject would do that.
“Not
really. I managed to deal with you without any problems, and it’s not
your fault ShinRa’s built up your reputation the way they have.”
“Thank
you.” There was a tremulous pleasure to Sephiroth’s voice and he closed his
eyes, resting his face against Cloud’s neck while Cloud stroked his hair
calmingly.
o0()0o
Eventually
Sephiroth stirred, nuzzling into Cloud’s neck momentarily, before pulling back
to lick lightly along his jawline, making Cloud shiver with arousal. He
expected his lover to do it again, but instead Sephiroth tossed his head back,
hair swinging away from his face and exposing the line of his throat. Cloud
knew an invitation when he saw one, and he wrapped Sephiroth’s hair in his
fist, using that to control his head as he attacked his bared throat, sucking
and biting him as his other hand roamed over Sephiroth’s nearly naked torso
beneath his coat. He paused for a moment as he heard Sephiroth’s breathing
harshen with arousal, and shifted to ravaging his lover’s mouth as he reached
down to open his pants and pull his cock out through the fly then returned to
what he’d been doing earlier. When he reached the first nipple and twisted
savagely Sephiroth gave a single hoarse cry and climaxed without any further
attention to his cock.
After
a short rest Sephiroth slid out from Cloud’s lap to kneel in front of him,
resting his head in Cloud’s lap.
“I’m
sorry, Cloud.” But Cloud was pretty sure he should be the one
apologising, he’d just done almost exactly the same thing to Sephiroth that he’d
complained about Sephiroth doing to him the morning after the first night they
could sleep in the same bed.
“Don’t
you dare apologise for doing what I wanted you to do. I should have said
something, told you I wanted to do this, but I only decided to do it on
impulse. Now get back up here where I can kiss you.” Sephiroth’s head had
snapped up when Cloud told him not to apologise, pleasure shining in his eyes,
and it made Cloud uncomfortable that he got such a reaction from speaking so
harshly. And once Cloud had given him a clear order Sephiroth obeyed,
straddling Cloud’s legs, ignoring the pool of his seed covering his stomach.
Cloud laughed and ran his fingers through it, lifting his hand as if to taste
Sephiroth’s essence, but slowly, curious to see how he’d react. Sephiroth
grabbed onto his wrist, halting the motion towards his mouth, a hint of fear in
his eyes.
“Cloud,
no! You can’t!”
“But
you can, can’t you?”
Sephiroth
nodded, and began drawing Cloud’s hand to his mouth, sucking each finger clean
in turn, slowly and sensuously, then when he released Cloud’s wrist he scooped
up some more of his lover’s seed, until Sephiroth had swallowed most of his
seed. Then he leaned forward to take Sephiroth’s lips in a deep kiss, trying to
show him how much he’d been aroused to see that, and seeking out the taste of
his lover’s seed. There was something weird about what little he could taste,
weird, but really arousing and he bucked his hips up against Sephiroth’s before
realising he needed to open his own pants.
“Do
you want to taste me?”
“Please!”
The eagerness in Sephiroth’s voice was a bit unnerving and Cloud decided to
resist the new fire in his veins demanding a swift release, in favour of
something else.
“Get
on your knees then, and make it last.” He didn’t get why Sephiroth was turned
on when he used such demanding language, but if it made him happy Cloud would
oblige, even if he’d try to kill anyone who said something like that to him.
His lover didn’t feel the same way from the speed with which he moved back to
kneel in front of Cloud as he opened his legs to give easier access. Cloud snatched
Sephiroth’s wrists without thinking when he began lifting his hands to his
crotch, getting a questioning look from his lover, and noting that his pupils
were dilated in arousal. “No hands, not this time.”
“As
you wish.” Sephiroth was blushing faintly, and he nuzzled briefly at Cloud’s
crotch before trying to open his fly with his teeth and tongue. He managed that
alright, but he had enough difficulty getting Cloud’s cock out through the fly
that Cloud took pity on him and pulled him back by his hair long enough to hook
his dick out himself. When he let go of Sephiroth he leaned forwards to kiss
the head of Cloud’s cock almost reverently, then slowly licked the underside of
his dick. He nuzzled briefly beneath Cloud’s balls, before moving back to Cloud’s
cock, taking just the head into his mouth for a moment, before withdrawing and
shaking his hair over it. He followed that up with some more slow licks along
the shaft of Cloud’s cock, followed by actually taking Cloud into his mouth
fully, albeit a little shallowly. Sephiroth kept his movements slow, and never
took Cloud deep enough to actually make him come, not for long enough anyway,
but it was still wonderful, and eventually Cloud came into Sephiroth’s mouth
with a moan of pleasure.
“Don’t
swallow it, not yet.” Sephiroth couldn’t actually say anything to that, not
with his mouth full, but the question was clear in his eyes as he looked up at
Cloud. “I want to taste myself in your mouth, now get up here and kiss me.”
Cloud patted the couch beside him, to make it clear where he wanted Sephiroth.
It wasn’t that he minded having his lover in his lap, it was just that
he’d have a better range of movement and ability to touch Sephiroth this way,
and besides he couldn’t keep from thinking about how ridiculous it had to look
with Sephiroth in his lap. “You can swallow after I’ve finished kissing
you.”
Sephiroth
still moved gracefully as he came to sit by Cloud, leaning down to accept his
kiss, but not actually initiating it of his own accord. Cloud sighed mentally,
he couldn’t have really expected Sephiroth to do anything else, not considering
how he’d phrased it, and that his lover currently had his mouth full, and took
hold of Sephiroth’s chin, kissing him aggressively. When he pulled back he
swallowed what he’d taken from Sephiroth’s mouth, watching his lover’s throat
as he did the same, absently he noted that his own seed didn’t taste anywhere
near as good or arousing as Sephiroth’s did, instead it was salty, very salty.
“I
don’t think we have much time left tonight, curfew’s in an hour, and even if
you’ve made sure I won’t get in trouble for missing it I’ll be expected to get
back in time to sleep in my own bed.”
“And
if I keep you too late you’ll have problems in training tomorrow, I know.”
Sephiroth’s voice sounded resigned, and it made Cloud’s heart hurt for him.
“I
wish it could be different Sephiroth, but you were right when you pointed out
that we needed to keep our relationship a secret from a lot of people.” Cloud
reached up and stroked that beautiful silver hair, kissing Sephiroth along the
jawline, on the cut he’d left during their spar. He’d left a lot of marks on
Sephiroth’s neck as well, he noted absently, while he was trying to work out
how to make Sephiroth feel better. “Now, why don’t we take a shower together,
then I can use your Restore to take care of those marks I left on you.”
“I
think we need to sponge your uniform clean first, then we could do a jigsaw
until it’s dry?” Sephiroth’s voice was tentative, but at least he was making
the suggestion, although there was something else from the frown on his face. “And
I can cast the Cure myself easily enough, you don’t need to.”
“Yeah,
but this way I can say you taught me how to use a Restore materia unslotted. I wouldn’t
have thought about getting my uniform clean until too late, I’m glad you did.”
Sephiroth looked a bit uncomfortable, but he eventually nodded and began to
undress.
“It
might be easier if I sponged your uniform clean while you were still wearing it.”
Cloud wasn’t sure he liked that idea, but he had to agree that it would be
easier than for him to try and clean his uniform after he’d taken it off. So he
had to stand there while Sephiroth sponged him clean, although at least it didn’t
seem to occur to his lover to try and arouse him while he was doing that.
Still, once they’d got into the shower together he didn’t feel any hesitation
in pushing Sephiroth up against the wall and wrapping his hand around his lover’s
cock.
“Do
the same thing to me that I’m doing to you, the same rhythm and everything.”
Then he jerked Sephiroth off, hard and fast, latching onto his throat as he
did. After that they washed each other, and when they got out Cloud healed the
damage he’d left on Sephiroth’s throat.
It
should have seemed odd to be doing a jigsaw together naked, but instead it just
felt companionable as they started on the jigsaw of the view from the edge of
the Plate at sunset. It was only just past curfew when his uniform was dry, but
Cloud delayed for long enough that he got back to his barracks half an hour
after curfew.
“What
happened?”
“Why
did it take so long?” Even the cadets who hated Cloud were eager to ask him
about his evening with Sephiroth, not that he could really blame them for that.
“He
didn’t just tell me where I went wrong, he talked me through the process of
working out my mistakes myself, and he taught me how to use a Restore materia
unslotted.”
There
were quiet sounds of disbelief when Cloud explained that, and he let them continue
for a while.
“He’d
been walking around all day with that cut I gave him showing just so I’d have
something to work on. I still can’t believe I managed to do that to him.”
“Any
idea how you managed that?”
“The
General said I smiled at him before I made that attack. He wanted to
know what I was aiming for, and why. He seemed a bit disappointed that I couldn’t
tell him. You know he couldn’t quite believe Instructor Trepes started to yell
at him for what he did to my arm?”
“I
don’t think he could either!” Cloud used the slight distraction as the
other speculated about what might happen to their instructor to get to sleep.
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