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Pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud
W A R N I N G: This is about male
pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. We are letting you know now
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Chapter 8: The Storm
He was tired.
He was cranky.
And he
was hungry.
But most of all, Cloud Strife was just
plain moody.
Sephiroth could tell that his petite lover was on the verge
of another tantrum. And he really wasn’t
prepared to put up with it.
The General would do just about
anything to keep Cloud grounded, because he
wanted to have the boy all soft and pliant beneath him tonight, not all bristly
and temperamental. He brushed the back of his fingers softly against Clouds
cheek, rubbing his thumb teasingly along the fullness of the boy’s lips.
“I apologize; Cloud, for not giving you the news last night.
But, in all fairness, we were preoccupied with
other, important matters,” Sephiroth smoothly replied, smirking at Cloud’s suddenly flushed face.
His
Mako green eyes traveled down the youth’s neck,
knowing the blush spread far beyond the v-neck collard. It pleased him immensely to think he could cause this reaction in his young lover. It
excited him too.
“Lunch is being sent to our quarters, we can finish talking
there,” Sephiroth continued on, without pause, locking the door to his office and leading Cloud back
up the corridor, a gloved hand placed protectively at
the small of the blond’s back.
The anger Cloud was feeling, fled
as soon as he had confronted his older partner. Shivers of desire now danced
along his skin, and he was light headed from the warmth that bubbled up in his
stomach like butterflies.
Unnoticed by the couple, was a pair of blazing hazel eyes.
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The restaurant was filled with people by eight pm, making the young couple thankful that they had been seated before the rush. The dark haired man
stared absent mindedly out of the window, not really paying attention to
the slow decent of white, or the pretty girl who sat
opposite him. He was deep in thought, a
puzzled frown upon his handsome face.
The waiter placed hot steaming dishes
of the finest cuisine on the table, poured more
wine for the SOLDIER and refilled his lady friend’s glass with ice water. He
bowed and left them alone again when they declined the offer of condiments to go with their
meal. And, although
it all looked, and smelled delicious, both of them just toyed with the food on
their plates, their minds obviously on something else.
“Zack, I’m worried about Cloud,” the
young girl said, finally breaking the silence.
“I know, sweetheart. I am too. He’s been really out of it.
Have you spoken to your father about him?” Zack
inquired. He needed to know what was
going on with his friend.
Brown hair shook back and forth negatively. “No, he just
says that Cloud is going through some changes right now, and that he’s going to be acting kind
of, differently.”
“Yeah, no kidding,” Zack scoffed. “The kid nearly
took my head off the other day during sword
training. Aeirth, let me tell you what happened…”
oOo Flashback
oOo
WHOOSH
Zack ducked and rolled just in time, as Cloud pivoted on his left
foot, bringing his sword around with every intention of
severing the dark haired SOLDIER’s head from his shoulders. All other fighting in the room stopped, as the other
cadets watched in awe the growing effects
of this ‘supposed’ practice sparring. It looked like Cadet Strife was taking it to
another level.
Kicking Cloud behind
the knee, Zack aimed to deliver a severe blow to the back of the blond’s head which would render the boy unconscious. Nasty, but
he needed to put a stop to this fight, now. For
whatever reason, the boy was getting out of control.
In a surprising move, Cloud blocked the incoming
strike with the broad side of his training sword, and punching Zack in the stomach,
knocked the dark haired SOLDIER clear across the arena— sending him crashing into the opposite
wall.
What took everyone by surprise, including Sephiroth, was when Cloud, letting out a terrifying roar, leapt the entire width of the arena, a
murderous glare in his eyes, preparing to finish off their friend.
Zack was cautiously getting
to his feet, trying to right the world on its axis, when he saw the rapidly
approaching Cloud. Knowing instinctively that he
would not be able to prevent or counter Cloud’s attack in time, Zack closed his
eyes. Cloud was about to kill him, and he didn’t want to see the end.
Metal scrapped against
metal, and Zack popped open one eye—wondering why he was still breathing.
Sephiroth, with Masamune drawn and countering the
blonde’s attack, was standing protectively between
him and his murderous looking lover.
“CADET!” Sephiroth called. “CADET STRIFE!” he called
again with urgency.
But Cloud was lost in
a fighting rage. Sephiroth, still grinding his blade against Cloud’s, knew he had to snap the boy out of it.
Cringing inwardly for what he was about to do, and knowing too, that he had no choice but to do it in front of
witnesses who would
start the rumor mills once more, he cried,
“Cloud, love… Please, forgive me.” And drawing back his right arm, while still
holding onto Masamune with his left, he slammed his
fist hard into the young boy’s face.
Cloud fell back, staring at his lover
and friend, dazed. Blue eyes blinked—they were glazed over.
“Sephiroth?…” Cloud whispered, before dropping into the General’s outstretched arms.
oOo End
flashback oOo
“Did Sephiroth say anything about why Cloud attacked you?” the young woman asked.
“No, and I’m starting to wonder if maybe Sephiroth is right
about Hojo. Listen, I need you to talk to your father. Find out anything, please,” Zack implored, his eyes looking at her with a puppy dog
expression.
Aerith giggled at her boyfriend.
“Okay, I’ll talk with my father, but I’m not promising anything.”
“Thanks, sweetheart—that’s all I’m asking.”
The couple spent the remainder of their dinner discussing
where they should go once they were finished eating.
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Standing sideways in front of his bedroom mirror was only
making Cloud even more upset. His stomach had lost
some of its firmness, and was poking out a tad.
And the hard six-pack he had worked on so diligently was gone.
He’d begun doing stomach crunches to tighten up the muscles,
but the only thing that happened was him tiring much more quickly, and with no
positive results for his efforts.
Another freak thing he noted about his body was the
tenderness and soreness of his chest. Cloud had nearly
cried out aloud the last
time, when Sephiroth touched his nipples as they made love.
He hadn’t told his lover that
it hurt, because Cloud knew that Sephiroth had a ‘thing’ for them, but he
realized at some point he was going to have to inform him, if the sensitivity
didn’t go away. He
didn’t think he could bear them being touched for much longer.
Even his own fingers, when he had
rubbed them experimentally over the slightly raised hubs, had caused a shudder
to go down his spine.
At least his day sickness had calmed
down some what. Instead of being sick all day, Cloud
now just tossed whatever
was in his stomach early each morning,
upon rising out of bed. Luckily, his lover was gone by the time he gave his
offering to the porcelain god.
Today was Cloud’s day off, and the only thing he was going
to do after finishing throwing up last night’s dinner, was
sleep.
Zack had already reprimanded him once
for dozing off in class during an exam, and as
punishment, had made Cloud do 100 push-ups, only to regret the disciplinary action when the young boy had been
sick all over the class floor, and Zack’s boots.
The 1st Class SOLDIER was not too thrilled about
dismissing class and re-scheduling the test.
Cloud showered and re-dressed for bed in fresh sleeping
pants. Usually, he would sleep naked, but with Sephiroth away, it didn’t feel
right. He settled himself down on the
left side of the bed, where Sephiroth’s scent was the strongest. He missed Sephiroth
so much, and wished with all his heart that the General hadn’t had to leave
him. He hoped he’d return soon from his
mission. Pulling his lover’s
pillow to him—hugging it as if it were Sephiroth
there in his arms—Cloud cried.
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Different strips of film were being viewed by the two
scientists. Both were jotting down notes heavily in the folders they each held.
“The fetus is thirteen weeks old. Cloud’s morning sickness should have abated by
now,” Gast said, referring to the information contained within the
folders marked ‘Private’ that lay upon his desk.
“But it hasn’t. When I saw
the boy at his last appointment with me, he was still complaining about vomiting
before breakfast,” Hojo replied, looking up from his writing, then flipping back a couple of sheets, cross referencing.
“This has been going on since early in his first trimester.”
“Hmm, that’s not good. The baby is draining most, if not
all, of Cloud’s energy. Have you started him on the pre-natal vitamins? It’s
important that he takes those,” Gast enquired, still busily scribbling away at his note pad.
“Not yet. Anything else you want to suggest, Professor Gast?” Hojo answered, in a reserved tone of voice.
Picking up on the semi-strained
tone, Gast had stopped his writing, and was regarding the other
scientist with a wary look. “Hojo, I’m not the
enemy. Stop treating me as such.”
“Really? Then tell me why you have
accepted this position from the president?” Hojo demanded, unable
to keep the scorn from his voice.
“Tell me how you
managed to get an eighteen year old male
pregnant by a SOLDIER? The only reason why I said ‘yes’ to Rufus, and accepted,
is because Cloud is like a son to me.
And he’s going to be scared, once he and Zack learn of this pregnancy.
So, before you start entertaining any insane idea about me stealing any of your
precious research, remember who it was that opened the locked door for you!”
With that, Gast left the lab in a huff. Hojo watched his
colleague walk out of the double frosted security glass doors—a grim line of
unease on his face.
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The ticking of the clock seemed a bit too loud for Cloud.
His headache had yet to go away, and for some unknown
reason he was craving chocolate chip ice-cream with…..something. But he just wasn’t sure what that ‘something’ was. He was pretty sure it was pickles, but he’d never liked
pickles before, so why the hell would he want to start eating them now? And with chocolate chip ice-cream?
In addition to that, he was
suffering from the worse raging hard-on he’d had
in months. It didn’t help that Sephiroth
was still away sorting out the problems at Costa del Sol. Cloud missed him so bad. And the fact
that he had to attend mind-numbingly tedious lessons did nothing to take his thoughts away from his absent lover.
The subject that he was learning this afternoon was on
casting Electric spells, and using them to your advantage. He was doing his
best not to yawn, since he already knew how to cast them, as well as a few
others.
The class he was in was so boring, because
he knew this stuff was well beyond his learning skill—besides, living with
Sephiroth did have some advantages. His lover, when he had extra time, showed
him how to do combinations, which included casting Cure spells.
Yawning, no longer wanting to
fight off exhaustion, Cloud laid his head down
onto his folded arms, and closed his eyes, letting the monotone voice of
his teacher wash over him, lulling him to sleep. At least if he was asleep, it would
keep his erection from being painful.
He couldn’t wait until Sephiroth got back.
His teacher’s droning voice
continued to fill the room. “Can
any of you tell me the difference betw-”
“Sorry to interrupt Instructor Preston, but Cadet Strife has
received a summons,” a military officer
announced, coming into the room without knocking, and
cutting the teacher’s question off mid-flow.
“From whom?” Preston
asked, slightly irritated. He seldom allowed his students out of class,
summons or not, the information he had to drum into
them was too essential to miss on foolishness.
“It’s from SG1, Sir. I am to take him immediately,” the young officer said,
his tone of voice implying that failure to comply would
not be tolerated.
Mad low murmuring began buzzing around the class, each student trying to guess who it was that had demanded
to see Strife. Obviously, the boy was in trouble, yet again.
Cloud’s head snapped up to
attention, all thoughts of Sephiroth, and his erection, fleeing from his mind. Why was he being summoned? What had he done
wrong now?
The instructor sighed, knowing he had
no option but to let him go. Biting back
whatever angry reply he wanted to say, he instructed Cloud to gather
his books together and to leave with the officer. “But study
the next chapter!” he called after the
disappearing boy.
Following the officer, Cloud entered
an elevator, and was swiftly taken up to
a floor level just below his and Sephiroth’s. He
prepared to step off when it stopped, only to have the officer say, “Sorry,
Strife but I was instructed to tell you to carry on up to
your quarters. You’re not allowed to get off here. This
level is restricted to cadets.”
The officer stepped out and smiled, as the stainless steel doors
quietly closed, shutting the boy in alone.
Cloud was confused. Who would
call him out of class, and tell him to go to his own room?
It was absolutely ridiculous. But as the elevator
ascended, and the doors opened once more, all Cloud’s worries and confusions
cleared up.
For there, standing before him, was
the object of his dreams, his lover, Sephiroth.
Words could not express the irresistible elation Cloud was
feeling, as he stared at his silver haired partner.
Sephiroth said nothing, merely stood
there smirking—his pupils fully dilated with excitement after being kept
away from his sexy young lover for over two
months. Turning, he opened the door to their
room and went inside, with Cloud hot on his heels.
oOoOoOo
Upon entering their quarters, Sephiroth swiftly twisted
around, and as soon as Cloud appeared, he pinned his small form to the
wall behind the door—catching the teen completely off guard.
Warm pink lips were captured in a searing kiss, as Sephiroth
delved his tongue as deep as he could into his young lover’s open, welcoming
mouth.
Cloud moaned as he felt himself
lifted off the floor, and he clasped his legs forcefully
around his lover’s hips. His arms wrapped
themselves around Sephiroth’s neck, his fingers entangling tightly within the
long silver hair.
Fueled by the boy’s response
to what he was doing, Sephiroth dragged his tongue along Cloud’s jaw line,
leaving the youth’s swollen lips for the more
delicate parts of his body.
Cloud now buried his hands
under Sephiroth’s open duster, thrusting his hips as best as he could from the
position he was in. It felt like a kind of
madness was taking over him, he wanted to be possessed
by Sephiroth so badly.
But that was because he’d not been
with his strong handsome lover for a while. It
had been extremely agonizing without
Sephiroth for two months straight.
Cloud needed him as the desert needed rain. He needed
Sephiroth to quench the fire blazing deep within him.
“Seph-iroth,” Cloud called out
heatedly.
“Yes, Cloud?”
“Please… I need you.”
Never one to deny his smaller
lover anything, Sephiroth untangled the limbs from around his middle, gently
setting the boy’s feet to the floor. The General went into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later, free of all
constraining clothes, and with a bottle of lube held in
one hand. The blonde’s eyes widened with
desire.
Helping free Cloud of his all his
clothing too, Sephiroth gave a small groan of satisfaction as the teenager wrapped a small hand around his weeping organ,
and began to pump it. As pre-cum began to leak, the small groan the General gave turned
into a cry of pleasure, as the boy knelt down and licked him clean, taking
Sephiroth completely in his mouth, encasing him within the warm, moist orifice.
Reluctantly, Sephiroth removed
himself from the boy’s sucking grasp. He didn’t want to come that way, down the
boy’s throat. He wanted to take the boy, and reclaim him as his own. Two months
without being buried within his young lover seemed like forever to him.
Reverting to their previous
position, Sephiroth hiked Cloud back up against the wall, waiting for
the boy to wrap his legs around his waist, before reaching towards the bottle
of lube, ready to prepare him. But at Cloud’s command, he stopped.
“No…., don’t. Just
take me, now,” he begged, huskily.
Sephiroth paused briefly to make sure that this was what
Cloud truly wanted, and when he saw that it was, he ever
so slowly slid the tip of his mushroom headed cock
into the small tight hole poised just above him.
Cloud tensed somewhat as his lover made shallow thrusts,
inching himself in until his painfully huge erection was
fully sheathed. Then Sephiroth stilled for a moment,
letting the boy adjust to his size, planting teasing kisses against the boy’s
neck, and feeling the urgency within the boy build.
The tight warm lining around
Sephiroth’s manhood jumped and quivered, begging
him to move. And so he did.
Pulling out to where just the
head of his penis remained enclosed, Sephiroth then slammed back hard within the
fiery channel. He breathed deeply—exhaling unhurriedly through his mouth, his
pace gradually picking up.
The physical exertion of the position of their lovemaking was nothing to Sephiroth, as he easily lifted his smaller partner up and down on his engorged cock.
“Mm-mm… harder, Seph,” Cloud
moaned, his eyes clenched tight. “I want you in
deeper.”
Silently obeying the request, Sephiroth took Cloud off the
wall and eased him to the floor, intending to take him to bed, but another piece of furniture caught his eye. Smiling wickedly,
Sephiroth took hold of his young lover’s hand,
and led him forward.
Knowing he didn’t have the patience
to take the boy to the bedroom, he bent him gently down over his desk,
discarding everything that was neatly placed on top with a single swipe of his
hand, not caring of a fragile glass vase breaking as it
crashed to the floor, of the paperwork spilling
and flying all over the carpet.
Cloud reached forward, and gripped
the opposite edge of the table, opening his legs and offering up his rear end
to Sephiroth.
Moving up behind the boy, he
spread Cloud’s legs further apart, grabbing hold of his
slim hips, and thrusting himself deeply
into the tight passage of his love. He was searching for the spot to make Cloud
scream and see stars, pounding away at the young boy’s
ass for all he was worth. He was
about to give up, when he heard Cloud groan. The
boy’s breath hitched, and the walls clutching around
Sephiroth squeezed him.
Oh, the grip was strong. Sephiroth was about to come.
Cloud sensed the change in his lover’s movement. It was
becoming more rushed and jerky. He knew their
lovemaking was coming to an end. But it felt so
good. He wanted to keep going forever. Sephiroth
was ramming in at such a
damn good angle.
He didn’t know what Sephiroth did to make it seem as if he
was having multiple orgasms, but whatever it was, it made him take hold of his own blazing red dick and pump it blindly. A few short moments after touching himself,
Cloud released a thick white rope of warm liquid.
The sight of Cloud covered in his own cream was enough to
make Sephiroth eject his load far into the cavern of his lover.
Feeling totally spent and satisfied,
Sephiroth lay down on the floor, pulling Cloud
on top of him.
Gasping for breath, Cloud said, “You’re going… into the… shower…
now.”
“So… are you,” Sephiroth replied, pretty much in the same
way, fighting back a yawn.
Cloud didn’t answer. He was too
tired. He closed his eyes, sated and content,
safe within the protection of his lover’s arms, letting sleep wash over him.
Sephiroth was almost there too, until something on his side,
between him and Cloud, moved.
Instantly alert, Sephiroth’s left hand made an open fist. A
gold diamond blue leather bound handle
appeared in his hand.
He was not taking any chances with Cloud’s life—not after
the bizarre conversation he’d had with Shin-Ra several weeks ago.
“What’s wrong?” Cloud asked, yawning, feeling his lover
tense beneath him.
Waiting a few minutes longer, the General was about to tell the boy to go back to sleep, when he felt
movement for a second time.
On his feet in a flash, bringing Cloud with him, Sephiroth
scanned the place where they’d just been laying.
He didn’t see anything on the floor that would pose a threat. In fact, he
didn’t see anything at all.
And then, he sensed it.
He narrowed his eyes toward the blond—accessing Cloud
critically, slowly lifting his right
hand—placing it on Cloud’s bare and slightly swollen sticky stomach.
Emerald green eyes widened, and he
snatched his hand away as if it had been burnt.
Without warning, he seized
Cloud by the throat, pushing the young boy backwards,
slamming Cloud against the wall. Then
Sephiroth began to tighten his grip, raising Masamune threateningly at
his side.
“Why, didn’t you tell me?” he growled.
Not understanding what his irate lover was talking about,
Cloud choked out, “Tell you what? What are you talking
about?” Tears were streaming down his
face, and he was scared.
“Let go of me!” he cried out, kicking
desperately, trying to break free of the General’s hold. “You’re hurting!”
Seeing the confused and betrayed look on Cloud’s flushed
face, Sephiroth released him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to attack you like that.”
“But you did! What the hell was that all about?” Cloud shouted, rubbing his neck. He was over being
frightened as his anger surfaced and took control, his
blue eyes blazing, making Sephiroth retreat a little, but still staying within arms length.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, love, but……”
Kneeling in front of Cloud, Sephiroth went to touch him once
more—Cloud flinching as his hand drew near him.
Cloud frowned. His lover was
losing it. Maybe they should get away for a couple of days. He had some free time saved that he could use, and he was
quite sure Sephiroth had plenty. There was no
telling when the General took recreational time off, but if Cloud knew his
lover, then Sephiroth never left the complex, only to go on missions.
“I thought you were keeping it a
secret from me, but I realize now that you don’t know,” Sephiroth said
tenderly, placing his hands lovingly against
Cloud’s slightly distended belly.
“Know what, Seph?”
“That you’re carrying
my child.”
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: The secret is out! How was that? Sephiroth wasn’t in
complete control of his senses was he? What about Cloud? How is he going to
react? Will he think that Sephiroth is messing with him? Don’t know? Well, stay
tuned for the next chapter.
Oh, BTW, did anyone catch my use of a well known Sci-Fi
series? If so, can you tell me or Mitts what the initials mean in order to get
Cloud out of class.
Mitts & ArchNemesis
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 9 oOoOo
“Daddy?”
“Hmm.”
“Zack is worried about Cloud, and so am I.”
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