Living in Darkness

Chapter 8
Sweet Punishment

Cloud tiredly walked through the hallways of the mansion and contemplated his new 'relationship' with Sephiroth. He was still trying to come to terms with his decision, feeling a shameful guilt for being so weak to have given in. Not because he had feared rape or torture, but because he simply needed to feel, and Sephiroth was all he had left in the world. He knew Sephiroth had used that in his favor, but the knowledge hadn't stopped him from falling into his arms.

That first night together had been long, sultry and passionate. He found out quickly that Sephiroth was an insatiable lover and was surprised to find that he enjoyed taking as well as giving. Cloud had assumed that he would never bottom for him, being the powerful one that he was, but he had been mistaken. Pleasantly mistaken. Yet even then, Sephiroth had been in total control of the situation as Cloud thrust into him. The tables were never turned, only slightly adjusted.

He shook his head at the thought as he walked into the library to see Sephiroth sitting on one of the plush chairs, reading a book with an air of boredom around him. He turned to leave to give him privacy, but was stopped by his voice that was low, yet no less potent in it's subtlety.

"Come here, Cloud." He nearly walked out anyway, but thought better of it and walked over to him, avoiding his piercing gaze as he did. "Look at me," he purred.

"What do you want?" Cloud asked with a sigh as he did as he was told, feeling like a damn lapdog.

"For you to stop walking around our home like a lost soul. I used to find it amusing, but now it only bores me. The planet is dead, get used to it," he said nonchalantly with a wave of his hand as if he were just talking about the weather.

"Evil son of a bitch!" he growled, his jaw clenching with his anger. He turned to leave, but was halted by the tight grip on his arm.

"Don't walk away from me!" His voice was deadly like a blade, and his grip tightened painfully like a vise.

"I'm not your plaything. Let me go," he said barely above a whisper, ignoring the pain. Sephiroth's hand loosened, but he still held him fast, and he tugged on him insistently. Cloud let himself be pulled onto his lap and leaned into the man with a desperate shudder.

"You're my lover and companion, nothing less. What we have is destiny."

"What we have is twisted and wrong," Cloud mumbled against Sephiroth's neck, running his hand through the silky silver locks of hair that flowed over his broad shoulder. He heard him chuckle lightly, but he didn't care, he just wanted to drift. His eyes felt heavy, and he relaxed in his lovers embrace with a sleepy sigh. The last few days had been so exhausting, physically and emotionally for him. "I'm so tired," he muttered sleepily.

"I can help you with that," he heard Sephiroth say lowly as he felt himself falling toward slumber. He felt his hand touch his face as he drifted further, thinking he meant to help him fall into a much needed sleep. A strange tingling sensation filled his head, and his eyes snapped open with the shock of it.

"What are you doing?" he said in a rush of breath and tried to disengage himself from his lap, but was held fast as Sephiroth grabbed his head to still his attempt at freedom. The sensation moved further down his body as he struggled to no avail, desperately trying to pull his hands away from his head. It was not an unpleasant feeling, but still frightening and strange. Sephiroth's green eyes were glowing brighter than usual as he concentrated on whatever it was he was doing.

"Stop fighting it, Cloud," he said calmly. He still struggled regardless, but it was fruitless. It continued for an unknown amount of time for him until he finally just let it take control. The strange feeling gradually disappeared and he felt more awake than he had in a long time. He was released from his strong grasp and he clamored off Sephiroth's lap like he was made of fire.

"What did you do this time?" Cloud asked wide eyed and physically trembling.

Those green eyes filled with love and caring, but with an underline of possessiveness that was always there since they had become lovers. "I simply made it possible for you to function without the need for sleep. You'll find that you no longer hunger for food either. Trust me, Cloud, this will make life much simpler," he said, smiling softly at him. "It's a gift," he added.

"A gift?! You just stole the last bit of humanity I had left, and you're calling it a fucking gift?!" He shook with his fury, unbelieving of the injustice that had just been wrought on him.

"You should be thanking me, Cloud. Not acting like an ungrateful child," he said with an edge to his voice and a slight narrowing of his eyes.

"Thanks for the eternity in Hell!" he shouted, and walked from the library in a haze of absolute rage. He headed for the foyer, intent on leaving the mansion to cool off, but he didn't get far as Sephiroth was right on his heels. He was spun around and pulled into a violent kiss, his lips pried apart by Sephiroth's hot, demanding tongue.

What started out as a desperate struggle to get free turned into him tugging at Sephiroth's clothes to pull him closer. He growled angrily into the deepening kiss, grinding his body against the man holding him. Both men fought to dominate the embrace, their tongues battling against each other with hungry determination. He felt his feet lift off the floor as Sephiroth hefted his frame like he weighed no more than a feather to carry him into the nearest bedroom. The kiss was broken with a deep chuckle from his lover, who's green eyes swam with sinister lust.

"You've been a very bad boy, Cloud," he said with playful disapproval as he kicked open the bedroom door. Cloud could only pant harshly, his feet dangling inches from the floor as he was carried to the large bed. He was painfully aroused, and moaned deeply when the rough material of his pants rubbed against his erection as he was thrown on the bed like a rag doll. "What to do with you?" Sephiroth said quietly to himself in thought as he unfastened the belt around his waist with deft fingers.

Cloud was caught between wanting to flee from the room and wanting to be fucked into oblivion. He watched with a twisted excitement as Sephiroth wrapped the leather belt around his hand, and made a fist to hold it in place. The dangling tip of the belt was meticulously traced over his straining bulge, the light, teasing touch making him thrust his hips in response with a hitch of ragged breath. Sephiroth smirked at his reaction, running his hand over his own growing arousal with a lustful groan.

"Strip," he commanded with a low growl as he continued to manipulate his own erection through the black leather of his pants. Cloud sat up on the bed, watching the belt as it was swung back and forth in front of his face like a hypnotic beacon. He stripped slowly in an attempt to tease his lover, but Sephiroth was patient, his lips softly curved in a lewd smile.

Cloud lay back on the bed when he was completely nude, his skin flushed pink with his anticipating excitement. Green eyes traveled over his body in appreciation, moving to his throbbing cock that desperately needed attention. Sephiroth walked slowly around to the bedside, dragging the belt up along Cloud's leg as he went. He purposely avoided his groin, tracing the belt across his beautifully muscles chest instead, teasing his nipples until they hardened under his ministrations. The blonde moaned mournfully under the pleasurable torment, but he refused to beg for more. He wanted to have some control over the erotic situation, if even the smallest amount.

"Get on your hands and knees," he said cruelly with an unsavory smirk. Cloud did so reluctantly, not liking where he thought this was going. "That's good," he purred silkily. He flinched when he felt the leather of the belt traced slowly over his ass.

"Sephiroth," he gasped, knowing what was going to happen before he felt the sting of the leather across his backside. "Fuck!" he groaned with pleasure and pain. He grasped the bed covers in a tight grip until his knuckles were white, moaning each time the leather fell across him with a loud smack. The pain was sickly arousing, and he was disturbed that he was enjoying it. Sephiroth seemed to be enjoying it just as much, if not more, and chuckled in delight of the moaning blonde kneeling to take his punishment.

"So bad," he chuckled, swinging the belt again to connect with the flesh of Cloud's taunt ass. "So filthy." *smack* "So beautiful." *smack* "Mine forever," he said breathlessly with one final stinging lash. The pain didn't last, it never did anymore with his unnatural healing ability Sephiroth had given him, but the searing emotions were still running rampant. He stayed in his knelt position, a sheen of sweat coating his body from the delicious lashing he'd just endured.

He kept his eyes averted, waiting to see what else Sephiroth had in store for him. His lover was eerily silent, but he heard the rustle of his clothes being removed. The throb between his legs was becoming almost unbearable, but he bit down on his lip to keep from voicing his intense longing to be touched. The bed shifted with Sephiroth's weight as he came up behind him, finally making contact with his eager flesh as he draped his body over his knelt form.

"Tell me, Cloud," he purred against his ear. "Does this feel like Hell?" he asked as he wrapped his arm around Cloud's body to begin massaging the stiff organ between his legs. His thumb lazily spread the precum around the head in a circular motion, turning Cloud into putty in his arms.

"Damn you," he whispered, rocking his body with the gratifying strokes. "Don't stop," he begged with a haggard moan when the pleasuring hand began to slow.

"Answer my question, lover," he chuckled, placing light kisses along the back of his shoulder. Cloud shuddered beneath him, panting with a pained whimper, urgently thrusting in his hand as he refused to speak.

"Stubborn," Sephiroth hissed, pushing Cloud flat against the bed and pulling his arms behind his back. The blonde struggled weakly beneath him, panting with desire as he used the belt to bind his wrists securely together.

"What are you going to do?" Cloud asked in a rush of breath as he squirmed beneath him.

"Hmmm...whatever I want. You are being defiant," he answered, idly running his fingers over Cloud's prone body. "Besides, you'd be lying if you said this wasn't turning you on."

"Bastard," he said harshly and tried to shift his body, but was hindered by the weight of the man above him.

"Don't feel shame in admitting your desires, Cloud. We are well past that point wouldn't you say?" Cloud could feel the hot breath on the back of his neck as he spoke, and he trembled with it, yearning to feel his lips pressed against his skin. The weight shifted off his body, silver hair tickling his back as Sephiroth moved against his side. He kept perfectly still, sighing lowly when he felt the caressing touch of his lovers hand moving over his ass.

"I need you," Cloud admitted softly as he turned his head to face his dark angel. "Make me feel." His voice was not pleading, but strong with seduction. Sephiroth smile, sticking his fingers in his mouth to coat them with a slick layer of saliva. He let out a slow breath as he felt those fingers tease his anal opening, and he spread his legs as far as he could to accommodate his eternal lover. "Yes, Sephiroth," he urged him when he felt the slick fingers push into the tight walls of his orifice.

His hips bucked weakly against the mattress, not able to get much leverage in his bound state, but the pleasure was incredible nonetheless as his opening was stretched and massaged with practiced fingers. In and out they stroked, grazing his prostate with each thrust. A film of sweat slowly coated his body and he moaned softly with quickening breath as he was worked closer toward release.

"Perfect," Sephiroth purred, scissoring his fingers to crudely tease his prostate relentlessly. Cloud writhed, almost sobbing with the climax as his seed spilled from his cock, soiling the bed covers beneath his weakly gyrating hips. His wrists were unbound as he lay there catching his breath, and he wasted no time in grabbing his lover for a lush kiss. They rolled and thrashed on the bed, writhing against each other crudely with their lust.

Sephiroth allowed himself to be dominated as Cloud moved over and down his body, kissing and licking as he went. Quick to pay back the favor, he lapped at the precum pearling on the tip of Sephiroth erection before taking the head into his mouth. He lavished the thick shaft with a wicked tongue, massaging the underside with each bob of his head. Harsh moans filled the room as he stroked, sucked and massaged his lover. His own cock began to stir once again with the sounds passing Sephiroth's parted lips.

Only a low groan was heard when the thick seed spilled into his mouth, and he swallowed in reflex, taking in the salty essence. He pulled his mouth away as more of the pearly semen squirted from the slit. He squeezed and pulled on the softening member, coating his hand with the remains of the warm seed. Looking up into Sephiroth's eyes, he smeared the spent seed along his own shaft, lubing himself up. With a slight tilt of his head and questioning eyes Cloud waited for a sign from his lover to proceed.

"What are you waiting for, Cloud? Fuck me," he said point blank with a sly smirk. The blonde licked his lips in response and moved forward as Sephiroth spread his muscled legs apart for him. Even in the submissive position he looked no less powerful as he guided Cloud's cock to his opening. He slid easily inside the hot, snug walls and he groaned when he was completely filling his lover. He hadn't forgotten how tight Sephiroth's tunnel was, but he was still amazed by it. He remained still, savoring the heat surrounding him as his eyes tightly closed.

"You feel so good," he gasped breathlessly as he moved with one soft thrust.

"Move! Fuck me like you mean it!" Sephiroth growled, and thrust up against him to urge him forth. He groaned with the sensation, thrusting hard and fast at his lovers whim. Beads of sweat formed on Cloud's brow as he thrust without mercy, moaning with each stroke as his shaft was hugged again and again. He grabbed Sephiroth's neglected shaft and stroked him in time with the wild pounding of his hips. "Yes, harder!" he said through clenched teeth, grabbing onto Cloud's shoulder and painfully digging his fingers in. Cloud didn't notice the pain, too engaged in the euphoria of pleasure taking him over.

Sephiroth stiffened beneath him as his eyes rolled closed against the gratifying orgasm that washed over him. His hot seed spilled over Cloud's hand in a gush, and his already tight walls tightened harder around the shaft pushing in and out of his body. Cloud's beautiful blue eyes widened when he felt his own orgasm grip him in it's clutches. He cried out Sephiroth's name in worship, thrusting until he was spent and shuddering uncontrollably. He collapsed onto his lover with a satisfied groan, letting his member soften inside him before pulling out to lay next to him.

After a sex session like that, Cloud expected to feel drained, but with Sephiroth's new gift he felt wide awake and energetic. He turned his head to see his green eyed lover looking at him knowingly with a soft smile. He sighed with contentment when Sephiroth leaned over to capture his lips in a soft, tender kiss that was surprisingly loving.

"You'll get used to being a God. Don't worry," he said, softly stroking Cloud's cheek. Their lips locked again in a more urgent kiss, and Cloud could already feel himself becoming newly aroused. Any worries he had melted away as Sephiroth's body covered his.