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Sephiroth's nose wrinkled.

An annoyance had been beating at the back of his brain for quite some time. But his own exhaustion had prevented it from fully waking him, and instead integrated it into his dreamscape : he was playing whack-a-mole.

Every time the grating noise threatened to wake him, he whacked a noisy, cranky, fair haired child on the top of the head with a red Nerf bat. He smiled slightly as he settled into deeper sleep, and began to enjoy this dream quite a bit. That is, until he heard Cloud's frustrated voice pierce through.

"Get the fuck up!" Cloud called into the bedroom, then in a slightly softer tone he implored, "Please, Seph?"

Sephiroth slowly came awake, and blinked sleepily as he looked at the clock. Midnight.

Two hours. This time, they'd let him sleep for a whole two fucking hours.

He rolled out of bed and tightened the drawstring of his sleeping pants, which nearly slid down off of his hips. He'd been too damn tired to even think about working out since they'd brought the babies home from the lab, but the weight was dropping off of him as his male metabolism began to steadily hum again. It wasn't going to help him regain all the definition his stomach once had, but for the time being he was satisfied with being able to see his own feet. Inverted sit ups and four hour runs could come later.

It was only three weeks ago that they'd brought their tiny, delicate children home. It had been Sephiroth that insisted they be removed from the lab as soon as safely possible. Once Aerith had confirmed that each little infant was healthy and perfect, they were home within the hour.

Now though? He'd be glad to send the runts back to the lab.

He stomped sleepily into the nursery, and without having to turn on the light he went to Lucas' crib. He could easily tell the shrieking was coming from him, because his cry was the only one that could make Sephiroth's teeth hurt. He scooped the baby up with a sigh and held him against his shoulder. He rubbed his son's small back in soothing circles, bouncing him slightly and shushing him.

"What does he need?" Sephiroth mumbled to Cloud, who was hastily changing Tommy's latest stinky diaper.

"Nothing!" Cloud hissed. "Jamie was hungry, so I fed him. That woke up Tommy who had a messy butt, so that woke up Luke who's being a little diva again and just wants to be held." Cloud then shot a venomous look at Zack. "And it's still sleeping so we're using our best whispering voices."

Sephiroth was relieved when Lucas almost immediately calmed down and settled against his shoulder. Content with being held, the baby quickly returned to sleep.

Little bastard.

Cloud finished Tommy's diaper. He gave his son a kiss and laid him down before heading for the door, "I might as well warm him up something before he starts fussing, too."

"Cloud," Sephiroth called. "Go to bed."

"No," he argued grumpily. "I'm up now, and I can't – "

"Go get the earplugs," Sephiroth muttered. Having Cloud storming around tired and angry made things worse, he'd rather do it all himself than listen to the blonde's grumpiness. "I'll feed Tom after Lucas shuts up."

Cloud leaned against the door in a Victorian swoon. "…Are you sure?"

The earplugs had become the ultimate bargaining tool in their relationship. Do the morning baths? Earplugs in the afternoon. Take care of the post-lunch round of diapers? Earplugs in the evening. Stay up and bounce Lucas for eight hours straight – which was often necessary for a quiet night? Get the earplugs the next morning.

The most dreaded activity of all was cutting holes into the daily supply of diapers for the babies' tails to poke through. That task had to be shared, it wasn't even worth having the earplugs to take it all on by oneself.

Sephiroth nodded, settling comfortably in the rocking chair with their affection-craving son. "Just go to bed. I've got them."

Cloud smiled, too tired to even walk to his lover to kiss him. Instead he just puckered out a kiss and blew it weakly. "See you at breakfast, handsome."

"I'll be here," he nodded. Lucas' green eyes blinked up at him in the dark, and Sephiroth continued to bounce him. "…What are you looking at?"

Lucas' closed his eyes indifferently.

Sephiroth leaned his head back and traded the bounces for the steady rhythm of the automatic rocking chair. He had called it stupid when Cloud brought it home, but now Sephiroth was thanking every deity in the sky for it. The rocking sent both silver haired men to sleep with speed and accuracy.

Before Sephiroth could slip entirely away, he heard Tommy make a soft gurgling noise. Not wanting to risk another fit of crying from Lucas – or God forbid Zack, Sephiroth slowly stood up and placed his snoozing infant into his crib, then rolled him onto his stomach as delicately as if he were a hydrogen bomb. It was Sephiroth's private trick : Luke liked sleeping on his stomach better. Cloud was worried that he'd somehow suffocate, but he knew the boys were more resilient than that.

He smoothed the back of Lucas' fine silver hair and carefully backed away. He looked down at Tommy and saw cool, mint green eyes looking up at him patiently.

Sephiroth leaned on his crib. "I guess you're hungry."

Tommy wiggled at that and Sephiroth decided to don the much-hated baby sling. It reminded him way too much of being pregnant again, but one kid was much easier to handle than all five at once.

Four. All four at once. Sephiroth pushed that thought away and dropped Tommy into the sling. He then made his way into the kitchen and went about fixing him a midnight snack.

Making formula had became second nature to both he and Cloud. He placed the pre-made bottle into boiling water for a few minutes, shaking it frequently to make sure it heated evenly. As new parents, they'd accidently burnt all four of their babies' little tongues at various points, and it was honestly the most heartbreaking feeling in the world. Mostly because despite the burns, they still trusted them every single time they had a new bottle ready.

Babies were weird.

Sephiroth tested the bottle thoroughly before he popped it into Tommy's mouth with confidence that it wouldn't accidently hurt him. The baby drank hungrily, staring up at his father all the while.

It unsettled Sephiroth just a little, the way his sons stared up while they were feeding. Cloud said it was an important bonding mechanism, and to always meet their eyes when they stared like that. Apparently they'd grow up with a lingering feeling of being unloved if they didn't, which was pure bullshit.

But Sephiroth met his child's stare anyways, wondering what the smaller version of himself was thinking. He'd been a bald newborn, but in only two weeks he was growing a healthy crop of silver hair. Out of all the mutants, he could tell that this one was going to resemble himself the most.

He wondered if the baby was feeling the same genetic déjà vu when looking at his father. Or if he was planning on becoming better than him – which is what he was going to have to do if he wanted to break away from Sephiroth's shadow, especially if he wanted a decent career in the military. Surely Tommy wouldn't expect any sort of special treatm –

Sephiroth chuckled to himself as he continued to share a gaze with his son. The little boy wasn't even a month old. For all he knew, he might have a passion for art, or business, or even fucking farming. What would he do if a product of himself turned to a simple life of Earth cultivation. How ironic would that be, all things considered?

He stopped to burp Tommy, but the baby wouldn't latch back onto the bottle for more. Sephiroth knew Cloud would yell at him in the morning, but he dumped the unwashed bottle into the sink and left it.

Tommy was already closing his eyes when he was being laid down. Jamie was snoring like a buzzsaw around a mouthful of his tail. Luke was still peaceful on his tummy.

Sephiroth attempted to creep past Zacky's crib entirely but heard the telltale swishing of his diaper. Sephiroth hung his head slightly and went to his crib, and sure enough, the little blond demon's eyes were open and peering up at him as he gently tried to kick his feet as best he could with such limited motor skills.

Sephiroth's arms dove into the crib to snatch the baby up and pop a pacifier into his mouth before he could make noise and disturb his brothers. It's not that Zacky was a crier like Lucas, he was just extremely loud in general. He cooed and kicked, drooled and waved his little arms and fingers around to yank and explore whatever fell into his path. His tail was like a feeler, and often knocked things over if he got close enough.

If he had been an only child, his infant precociousness would have been adorable. To parents of four, it was just overkill.

Sephiroth tucked his wiggliest child into the baby sling and sat with him in the rocker. He stuck his finger in the baby's line of fire and let him squeeze and grab at it. Zacky quickly bored of that and went for the hair.

"Fine, I don't care anymore," Sephiroth muttered, and gave his son a healthy handful. The baby was delighted by a new distraction and made a drool covered rat's nest of the small section of Sephiroth's knee length tresses that he had been allotted.

"You're just like your other dad," Sephiroth decided, closing his eyes now that his noisy blond brat was content.

Once his eyes were shut, Sephiroth felt reality plummet away. Technically, Sephiroth did get at least 8 hours of sleep a day - it was just never all at once. Two hours here, an hour there, a luxurious four hours here. Even at war, he always managed to get some solid time for rest in. This was the most tired he had ever been in his life, and he hadn't even left the apartment in days.

With Zacky secure in the baby sling, Sephiroth let his arms loosen and his mind relax as the rocker worked its' magic.

Daddy was out cold within moments. Eventually Zacky grew tired of playing in his father's hair and dozed off as well.

And that was how Cloud found Sephiroth and Zacky the next morning. No matter who fussed, Sephiroth left the slumbering blond baby in the sling, and always returned to the rocker when he was able. The two hours before dawn were entirely uninterrupted, and when Cloud entered to prepare for the morning, the nursery was full of snoring men, none louder than the two in the rocker.

Fortunately, nobody woke up to ruin the moment while Cloud ran to get the camera. Unfortunately, the flash woke up Lucas, who shattered the peace with a staggered shriek.

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Another two weeks passed like a moment. Both parents were becoming far more resilient in their lessening need for sleep, and felt more awake and aware. They began noticing small differences in their babies, and themselves.

Sephiroth began to excuse himself to jog in the early afternoon when the babies were most restful. Cloud began to actually take showers again. The babies were growing hair and becoming fatter and cuter every single day, so much so that Cloud practically lived behind a camera lens.

Then came the day when the phone began to ring again. A full month on lockdown had left everyone in their lives feeling a bit bewildered.

Aerith wanted to have a formal checkup on the babies, and Cloud smiled into the phone, "Why don't you come by on Saturday and see them? I miss you!"

Aerith had happily agreed, and promised to bring Uncle Zack.

Zack himself called not too long after to speak to Sephiroth, "So, how are you chief?"

"Fine," Sephiroth grumbled.

"Feeling…better?"

"Of course."

"Coming back anytime soon?"

Sephiroth had sighed, knowing that sooner or later he'd have to return to his military duties. "I'm going to call Laz and let him know that I'm returning in three weeks."

"Awesome," Zack sighed. Taking on Sephiroth's work load was like a death sentence, but at least there was a light at the end of the tunnel.

"Oh, by the way, you're coming over on Saturday," Sephiroth told him.

"Oh! You having a party?"

"Party…?" Sephiroth frowned.

"Gen and Angeal are dying to know why you've been out for so long. You've basically disappeared, ya know." Zack then made a pained sound. "Do you even know how hard of a secret this is to keep? Everyone's gonna know sooner or later. Might as well be now, while they're still cute."

Sephiroth brought it up to Cloud while they were feeding the babies their lunches. "So Aerith and Zack are coming Saturday?"

"Yeah," Cloud nodded, sharing a loving gaze with Jamie while stroking his bright white hair. "Don't worry about anything. Friday afternoon I'll find time to clean the house."

"Okay," Sephiroth said, bouncing Lucas when he began to fuss a little. "So… what if we invite some more people?"

"Like who?"

"You know. The usuals," Sephiroth shrugged.

Cloud smiled brilliantly, "You're finally ready to show off the little ones?"

"Everyone's going to find out sooner or later," Sephiroth scowled, then smiled for Lucas who reacted badly to the negative facial expression. "Might as well be now… while they're still cute."

Cloud began the burping process with Jamie. "Invite whoever you want."

On Friday, Sephiroth showed Cloud the confirmed guest list before he went to the store to get snacks.

"Fifty people?" Cloud balked in a whisper, not wanting to wake the babies in the next room. "Shit. I'll have to have some more seating brought in. I'm pretty sure this building offers some of those folding chairs for free, you just have to give a deposit…" Cloud was thinking out loud and trailed off as he continued to write.

"Some might bring dates," Sephiroth remembered. "So the final count might be more like seventy-five."

"This was supposed to be an intimate get together!" Cloud laughed, and continued writing his needs and ideas. "Okay, we'll need booze apparently. I was going to make some casserole, I guess I'll just make ten. Um… cakes? Cakes would be nice."

Sephiroth perked up, but then became sullen. He was on a strict diet. "Get some vegetables for me."

Cloud nodded, "Veggies and fruit. Want your favorite dip?"

"No dip," he growled, clearly wanting it but denying himself.

"The guests can have dip," Cloud amended. "I'll get the kind you hate."

"Thanks," Sephiroth stretched out on the bed and closed his eyes.

Cloud slowed in his writing a bit as his thoughts zeroed in on his lover's slimming physique. "…Oh. I didn't even notice you could fit in jeans, again."

"Yeah, two days ago they finally zipped up." Sephiroth lifted his shirt and revealed a small amount of bulge over the jeans. "Barely, though."

Cloud swallowed as his eyes raced over Sephiroth's lounging form, his hand running idly over the small pop of flesh over the snug jeans. He then mentally slapped himself across the face with the image of the poor man passing five eggs out of his body. Even though all Cloud wanted was to have Sephiroth inside him, the General obviously wasn't ready yet.

He folded the paper into his pocket and crawled over to kiss Sephiroth's mouth chastely. "I'll be back soon."

"Okay," Sephiroth closed his eyes and rolled onto his side. Cloud tore him apart with his eyes before quickly vacating.

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The next day found Cloud laughing as he dressed their babies. They were accustomed to onesies and perhaps the occasional t-shirt – they didn't feel like cutting tail-holes in the bottom of anything that wasn't essential. But with company coming over, and since they were finally big enough to fill out actual clothes they were dressed in tiny, soft outfits with matching socks and pacifiers.

The boys looked so fucking cute that Cloud couldn't stop giggling. He even combed their fair hair before wrapping a bib around each of them to keep them as clean as possible for as long as possible. The bibs were custom made with each boy's name stitched onto it in cute blue lettering. Cloud figured the babies wouldn't mind wearing dorky name tags on their big debut, and it would be kind to the guests who might not have been able to tell the four boys apart. They weren't identical, but to a new eye they might have appeared that way.

The little boys didn't know what to think of it, but cooperated in their own wiggly way – especially since their father was clearly pleased with them. With Cloud doting and cooing at them, even Lucas cracked a smile.

Sephiroth had been taking a very long and much-needed shower, and emerged in a towel to find five men in the room, four of which were looking very fashionable. Cloud gazed up at his partner, and at the dewy drops still rolling down his wet body. His nipples were hard, his damp hair was clinging to his shoulders, and there was a telltale bump in the towel where his genitals pressed from underneath. He was slightly soft around his waist, but it only added to his mass and enhanced his appeal.

Sephiroth was obviously ignorant to the steamy, erotic picture he made standing there naked and wet, and didn't even look at Cloud. He was busy regarding the babies as they wiggled on the bed in their coordinated outfits.

"Give it up, Cloud. They're just gonna throw up all over themselves," Sephiroth smiled as he went to change in their walk in closet.

Cloud swallowed as his mental focus shifted away from Sephiroth's sexiness and back to putting the finishing touches on Zacky's wispy blond hair. He decided to tease. "You're just jealous they look better than you do!"

"Very jealous," Sephiroth called sarcastically through the closet door. He threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and reemerged with the towel on top of his head.

Cloud rubbed his thigh as he passed, "I want a shower, too. Will you take them into the living room and sit with them?" Sephiroth began to groan, and Cloud quickly closed himself into the bathroom to give him no choice. "I'll be quick!"

Sephiroth rolled his eyes. With two in the sling and one in each arm, he carried the stylish group of babies to the couch, where their soft, reclined booster seats were waiting. He dropped a kid in each one, and then strapped them in. It was funny to him that a seatbelt was needed for what was essentially a portable bed – especially if they were unable to roll themselves over yet, but Cloud insisted they be secure at all times.

The babies seemed to sense that something was up, and all peered up at Sephiroth with large, questioning eyes. He shrugged down at them. "Don't look at me. I'm not the one who dressed you."

The babies continued to stare up in confusion, except for Tommy who found something about what was just said slightly humorous and gurgled a chuckle through his pacifier. Sephiroth rubbed Tommy's soft silver hair, making the baby chuckle harder. Smiles were his favorite thing about his children, by far.

Cloud came rushing out of the bathroom with a towel on his head and went straight for the kitchen, "Okay, I'm out! I need to start cooking!"

Sephiroth left the kids on the couch and followed him. "Do you need some help?"

Cloud shook the towel through his wet hair and dropped it onto the floor as he began to search for items to create his casseroles. "Nah, not really. It's just mixing and baking."

Sephiroth stood and watched, anyways. Not because he was interested in helping, but because Cloud was… gorgeous.

Over the past three weeks, Cloud had been in sweatpants, usually unshowered, and tremendously tired. He'd even taken to wearing a headband over his spiky hair to keep it out of Zack's grabby hands.

But now he was pretty, fresh, and his excitement to be a party host made him appear well rested. He had put on a little black sleeveless shirt with a hood on it, and a pair of simple, but cutely snug jeans over blue sneakers. His hair was damp and brushing his shoulders, leaving tiny patches of wetness behind.

Sephiroth couldn't resist, and approached him slowly. He let his eyes coast over the small curve of his ass and the tempting length of his legs, wanting nothing more than to have them draped over his shoulders. He was nearly touching him when there came a knock at the door.

"That's Zack and Aerith, will you let them in?" Cloud continued to set up his workspace for cooking, and tucked a long, wet strand of hair behind his ear.

Sephiroth felt a little flustered as he turned away from Cloud's unintentional charms, and opened the door. Aerith buzzed past him, cooing, "Where are they!"

"On the couch," Sephiroth grunted, and was surprised by a brief bro-grab from Zack.

"It's been a while!" he gushed somewhat sheepishly, backing away before he was smacked.

"It feels like five seconds to me," Sephiroth shrugged, but indulged Zack's need for contact with a tap to his arm. "Come on."

Zack followed Sephiroth into the living room where Cloud had abandoned his cooking to help Aerith fawn over the babies.

"They grew so much!" Aerith gushed, unstrapping Jamie from his little seat to pick him up. Jamie seemed a little distrustful of her at first, as it was his first real contact with a stranger after his first three days of life. He'd forgotten about her, but her natural way of holding him calmed the baby's nerves.

"I know. They're still little peanuts, but they can fit into clothes at least," Cloud agreed, hovering over Aerith for a moment before deciding she was well schooled in baby holding arts. He opted to pick up Lucas – more for himself than for the baby, though.

Zack looked down at his little blond namesake and couldn't resist pulling him up as well. "Is he still handsy? – oh yep." Little Zack grabbed a handful of dark hair with both chubby hands, answering the question immediately.

Cloud looked apologetic. "I can get you a hair band if you want."

"That's okay," Zack laughed as the baby wiggled and squirmed against his shoulder, yanking the longer strands of his hair like reins.

There was one baby left in the seats, and little Tommy looked perfectly content to simply watch them with calmly blinking green eyes. Sephiroth didn't want the little guy to feel left out – and frankly he felt a little left out, too. So he scooped Tommy up and hugged him gently, secretly loving the feeling of the little boy laying in his arms.

Soon Cloud and Aerith retreated to the kitchen, leaving snoozing babies behind with Sephiroth and Zack.

Little Zack had fallen asleep on the SOLDIER's shoulder, and Tommy was snoring in Sephiroth's lap – who was having a hard time keeping his own eyes open. "…When they sleep, I want to sleep."

"Is it hard being a dad?" Zack asked.

"It's not that it's hard, it just wears you out. One of them is almost always up, wanting something. It's almost like my work as General, only I'm wiping my kids' asses instead of yours." Sephiroth carefully placed Tommy back in his seat and buckled him up. "Cloud and I are having a pretty good time though, all things considered."

"I knew you'd like being a parent," Zack murmured, having no intention of giving Little Zack up just yet.

Sephiroth relaxed against the couch. "It's nothing like how I thought it would be."

"They say fathers aren't really fathers until they see the kid," Zack said, rubbing his baby's small back. He then kicked Sephiroth's leg. "You still willing to give me this one?"

"I would love to give that little shit away, but Cloud might have a problem with it," Sephiroth smiled.

Soon, the house smelled like Cloud's casserole and the people began to file in. Cloud opened the glass doors to the pool area where he'd set up the additional seating, and before they knew it they had a party on their hands.

Some of their peers had an idea that the General and Cloud had adopted a child, from gossip around the lab and headquarters. When Sephiroth invited them over to meet a "new addition to their family", the entire company was practically raging with intrigue. Not even the wildest rumors could have possibly suggested that the addition would be quadruplets, or that they were all the natural spitting images of both Cloud and Sephiroth.

The woman were frantic. The huge eyes, the wispy hair, the chubby cheeks – the tails. Each little boy was cuddled, hugged, petted and kissed into submission. Only Jamie seemed to have a problem with this, but the more he fussed the more determined they ladies became to cover his entire little face in kisses.

Not only did the ladies dote over the baby boys, they were perfectly willing to change their messy diapers and bibs throughout the day. When feeding times rolled around, they practically grappled one another for the chance to feed the adorable infants. Cloud and Sephiroth were more than grateful for the respite from their duties, and gladly showed them where the baby supplies were.

Cloud's cooking was consumed and enjoyed by everyone. The snack trays quickly became barren and the cakes disappeared. Sephiroth decided to sneak a small slice of the cinnamon cake and run a little extra tomorrow – just this once.

Angeal and Genesis were so surprised by all of this that they couldn't stop repeating themselves, "I can't believe you're a dad, now!"

But it was undeniably true. From Tommy's big green cat eyes to Little Zacky's characteristically full mouth, they were Sephiroth's kids. And from Jamie's sky blue cat eyes to Lucas' button nose, they were Cloud's kids.

Aerith was happy to explain how it was done through genetic manipulation and test tubes, with huge words that nobody in the party understood. They congratulated her on the advancement in science, and Sephiroth caught her eyes to wordlessly thank her for her silence.

As the stars began to come out, the party dwindled. Everyone was sympathetic towards the tired new parents, and excused themselves earlier than they would have under more normal circumstances. Even the babies were wiped out, and snoring soundly in the nursery with ultra clean diapers and full tummies.

Zack and Aerith were the first to arrive and the last to leave. She hugged both fathers and reminded them of their appointment the following Monday, "I can tell they're healthy boys, but it's good to check them after the first month. You can bring them bimonthly after."

"I'll call you," Cloud told her, and gave a lingering hug to Zack.

Sephiroth was only too happy to slam the door behind them. They caught each other's eyes for a moment, before Cloud pulled away to regard the mess their home had become. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, but to two exhausted men it was an atrocity.

Sephiroth wanted to conserve his energy for more satisfying activities. "…Let's just leave it for tomorrow."

Cloud shook his head. "No, I can't sleep with the place like this." Sephiroth was about to tell him that he had no intention of sleeping, when Cloud turned to him to continue, "If you gather up the dishes and put them in the sink, I'll bag up the trash. Then I'll do the dishes and you do the laundry."

Cloud didn't want for a confirmation, he began to clean. Sephiroth sighed in disappointment and pushed himself off the door to assume his given tasks. Within half an hour the apartment had been picked up, and the washing machine was full of soiled baby clothes.

Sephiroth walked through the sprawling apartment, considering just curling up into bed and leaving seduction for a more opportune time, when he noticed one last plate that he had neglected to take into the kitchen.

Sephiroth padded in in his socks and place last dirty dish on the counter beside Cloud's hastily shrinking pile. Sephiroth took a long look at the back of Cloud's neck, the curves of his shoulders and the fall of his pretty yellow hair. He admired Cloud's delicateness for the hundredth time that evening, and couldn't resist touching him.

Sephiroth took his cool hands and brushed the damp hair off the back of Cloud's neck. "Almost time for a haircut."

Cloud smiled and shied away from the ticklish touch. "Yeah, soon. I'm starting to look scruffy, hm?"

"Nah," Sephiroth told him, smoothing out his lover's overly chaotic spikes to little avail. "It's just you."

Cloud's eyes lidded slightly as Sephiroth bent to kiss his neck. It felt good… almost breathtakingly good. He tilted his head for more, and shivered as Sephiroth slowly smooched his way up to Cloud's ear.

He gave it a small nudge with his lips. "… How are you?"

"…Busy, tired and happy," Cloud told him, turning his head to look up at his partner.

"Is this what you wanted?" Sephiroth asked, still idly kissing the side of Cloud's face.

"A family with you is everything I wanted," Cloud smiled, bumping his head affectionately against his lover's. Sephiroth reached past Cloud and turned the faucet off, and took the sponge out of Cloud's hands.

"It's not so bad," Sephiroth agreed, kissing Cloud's cheek once more before working over to Cloud's mouth. They shared a kiss that lingered on the border of chastity, then deepened with a long flick of Sephiroth's tongue. It slid into Cloud's mouth once before pulling away again. "…I'm missing you."

Cloud found himself shuddering under this small attention, and arched his back against Sephiroth. His hands were still wet, but he cupped them over Sephiroth's anyways. "Missing you, too."

"They'll be down for a while," Sephiroth told him, letting his hands slide lazily over the front of Cloud's shirt. "So… can we…?"

Cloud laughed a little bit at all the virginal awkwardness, "What is this, our third date?"

"Help me out here…" Sephiroth chuckled and leaned against him, pulling him tighter. "It's a little weird. It's been a while for us… over a month – "

"Six weeks, three days," Cloud blurted. "Not that I'm counting or anything. I just wasn't sure when you'd want to start that up again…"

"It's not like I'm a woman who needs a recoup period," Sephiroth argued, but very lightly as he felt less awkward with every kiss he gave.

"If I went through what you went through, I don't think I'd ever touch me again!" Cloud laughed, feeling more as ease as Sephiroth relaxed behind him.

"I think we've both just been tired," Sephiroth stopped to suck his lips into a kiss. "I just wasn't sure if you were even thinking about us again, yet. About sex – "

"I have," Cloud turned in his arms and began to yank Sephiroth's pants open with eager hands. Sephiroth enthusiastically agreed with deep, lingering kisses, and stopped only to tear Cloud's shirt over his head in.

Clothes began to hit the kitchen floor. Sephiroth was slightly aware of his body still not being everything it used to be, but Cloud's greedy hands and fierce scent of arousal put any self doubt out of his mind. Cloud pushed down his own pants and underwear in record time and hopped up onto the counter, freely offering up his body.

He took Sephiroth's hands and guiding them over his stomach and chest. "Touch me."

Sephiroth kissed and licked down Cloud's body, stopping to nibble everywhere he knew would make Cloud moan for him. His nipples, his ribs, his bellybutton, the inside of his thighs. He teased but not too much, just enough that when he finally sucked the swollen head of his arousal, there was a thick, salty drop of Cloud's juice waiting for him.

"Seph," Cloud gasped, and fell back against the microwave and spread his legs out wide.

"Dirty boy," Sephiroth muttered with Cloud's cock bouncing against the inside of his cheek as he spoke, glaring up with furious lust in his green eyes.

"Just for you," Cloud agreed, his senses and mind thrilled beyond comprehension. He shuddered in virginal fear as Sephiroth's cat eyes pierced his, and his wide, sexy mouth lowered onto his blushing cock. He squeezed his eyes closed, and squealed when Sephiroth slapped the inside of his thigh.

"Watch while I suck your cock," Sephiroth warned, and stared up as he went back to work. He then stopped and pumped Cloud's shaft enough to tease while he went beneath and sucked both of his balls into his hot mouth.

Cloud whimpered, bucking his hips up into Sephiroth's fist. "I missed that…"

In response, Sephiroth lapped his tongue against them. Cloud choked on air and gasped in frustration, gripping the edge of the counter hard. "You're so fucking good, Seph…"

Sephiroth pulled away and ran his fingers over Cloud's hole. "You want me in there?"

"Yeah," Cloud licked his lips and spread himself wider. "Now."

"Dirty little boy," Sephiroth repeated, grinning as he pushed his fingers into Cloud's wet mouth.

Cloud nodded as he sucked his lover's fingers, swirling his tongue as they pressed into his teeth. He nipped them hard enough to make Sephiroth hiss, and swallowed them down to the knuckle before coming back up. "Put them in, Seph."

Sephiroth couldn't contain a small moan as he pressed his middle finger into Cloud. Was he always so tight? So hot? So smooth? So fucking perfect?

"Seph," Cloud whispered, and his eyes closed as a shiver ran through his thin frame.

"What?" Sephiroth asked as innocently as he could manage – which was not much. He didn't wait for a response before pulling his finger back only to push it in harder.

Cloud opened his mouth, but all that escaped was a needy moan. He gasped and leaned forward suddenly to seize Sephiroth's lips.

What babies? Nothing else existed or mattered, just the delicious blend of pain and pleasure that they could give each other. They kissed each other roughly, and the sounds of their lips and tongues was echoed by the small, wet pop of Sephiroth adding another finger.

Sephiroth growled and picked Cloud up with ease. Their new kitchen was nice, but the counters were just a bit too low to fuck Cloud properly on. So he strode into the living room and dropped him on the soft couch cushions, and knelt between his open legs. He pushed his fingers back inside and smiled as a shocked slither rocked Cloud's frame.

"Lemme," Cloud sat up a little and licked his lips, taking Sephiroth's hard arousal in both hands. He ducked his head down and slurped it, leaving the sensitive head shiny and wet. He flicked it with his tongue, and shuddered as Sephiroth's fingers threaded into his spikes and pulled.

He could have been perfectly happy to blow his load across Cloud's lips, and was tempted to do just that. The way his blond spikes bounced was so pretty in unison with the soft moans he made as he tongued the slit. Sephiroth hissed, and Cloud knew the sounds of his lover enough to pull away.

He made a mess of the couch cushions as he leaned back, and pulled his knees up to his chest. He made the sexiest picture Sephiroth had ever seen with his damp skin, pretty eyes, hard cock and wet, ready hole… it was how he always looked. Perfect.

Then Cloud smiled, flashing his white teeth in a sultry smile. "C'mon, daddy…"

Sephiroth took himself in hand and rubbed himself against the small opening before he pressed in like it was the first time. Cloud was so tight around him, he squeezed every inch of his cock as he slide inside. He panted softly up at him, his pink tongue flicking out to wet his lips. Sephiroth leaned down to catch it, and they became lost in a kiss as the base of Sephiroth's pelvis touched Cloud's upturned ass.

"You feel good," Cloud accused breathlessly, his blue eyes open just a crack to glare up at Sephiroth. There was a thin veil of wetness in them, and Sephiroth moaned softly as he pulled back.

"Did you forget?" Sephiroth asked calmly, damn surprised that he could even find his voice with Cloud's ass swallowing his entire cock whole.

Cloud smiled as he watched his lover shiver as he began to set a slow pace. "… Mm, Seph. Just… keep it in deep."

"Like this?" Sephiroth whispered for fear of moaning too loud, and rolled his hips against Cloud's. The effect was maddening, it massaged his head against Cloud's prostate perfectly, sending the blond's hips up to smack at Sephiroth's.

"Yes," Cloud hissed, watching the tiny movements Sephiroth made between his legs create fireworks against his spine. "… I love when you fuck me like that."

Sephiroth picked up Cloud's legs and pushed them up, nuzzling his cock even deeper inside. Cloud began to mew almost melodically, and Sephiroth nearly teared up in his realization of how much he missed their physical love. It was only a few weeks without Cloud's body, but he needed him. And he wouldn't let himself go without it for so long ever again.

Cloud shivered as he watched Sephiroth work, noting they very small amount of jiggle his manhandles still had. It was all nearly gone, but Cloud wanted to use it while he still could. He slid his hands up Sephiroth's sides, letting them coast back down to his slightly softer hips. He grabbed on, guiding them to grind into the deliciously sensitive spot inside him.

Sephiroth cupped Cloud's jaw, a spike of possessive love causing him to squeeze it tightly. It got Cloud's attention, and he looked up into his green, burning eyes.

"I love you," Sephiroth told him.

"Love you – " Cloud arched up hard, nearly coming right then. He then grabbed Sephiroth's hips again and yanked them.

Sephiroth gave in and pulled back out of Cloud's heat only to drop back in. He was too intoxicated by the tightness to pull back too much, and gave Cloud a short, quick, heavily punctuated rhythm. His balls began to beat quickly against Cloud's slightly inverted lower back.

He shivered, almost forgetting about the children as he let out a sharp wail of pleasure. "Fuck!"

"Come on," Sephiroth rasped, his cock throbbing inside Cloud with the need for release.

Cloud fisted himself, every moment closer to his climax made him pulse even tighter around Sephiroth. "Oh shit, Seph!"

Sephiroth shuddered, and squeezed Cloud's face between his fingers, forcing him to look only at him as he spilled waves of heat out inside of him. He moaned desperately as he dug his fingers into his lover's precious face. "Do you fucking feel me, Cloud?"

"Mmm!" Cloud growled as hot tears collected in his eyes. He struggled to keep them open as a heavy climax ripped through him. The hard heat buried inside him and nudging against his prostate only served to drive him that much more insane.

And finally, the sharp pleasure ebbed, and Sephiroth and Cloud were left locked together and breathless. Sephiroth loosened his grip on Cloud's face, kissing the marks he'd left as they began to fade almost immediately.

Cloud kissed him, not letting him budge from where he was. "…First sex as parents."

Sephiroth smiled down at him. "Parent sex is pretty hot."

Cloud laughed, causing himself to tighten rhythmically around Sephiroth, "… Do you think our parents had sex that hot?"

"No way," Sephiroth smiled, playing with Cloud's soft hair. So they laid for a moment, allowing each other to catch a breath, and to further enjoy the intimacy of post-orgasmic closeness.

The minutes felt slow. Their lips met again, and Sephiroth was surprised to feel himself begin to slowly harden again inside Cloud. Their tongues had just begun to slide together when a swishing of a diaper could be heard from the nursery. A tiny squeak followed that could only have been from Zack.

Sephiroth mumbled as Cloud shifted beneath him, and their limbs unlocked. "You get it."

"You get it. I'll finish the dishes." Cloud argued.

Sephiroth frowned as he slid out from between Cloud's legs and grumpily got to his feet. He was about to say something sarcastic when he looked down at Cloud's petite, yet muscular body sprawled on the couch, boneless and satisfied. His eyes were drawn to the splattering of fluids on his stomach, and then the thick white drizzle from between his slim thighs, and then to the look of utter contentment on his pretty face.

The angel then smiled up at him. "Do you mind?"

"No," Sephiroth told him honestly. "…Can we pick up where we left off, later?"

Now there were two sets of squeaking coming from the nursery. Zack had woken someone else up. Cloud just sighed. "Someday."

A/N

1 – Thanks for all the great feedback regarding Sephiroth's delivery last chapter. It was quite an ordeal, was it not? It was definitely hard to write about, that's for sure.

2 – So the babies have made their Shin-Ra debut. Pretty soon Seph's gonna have to go back to work, and you know what that means – mannies! How WILL they all deal? Haha, I wish I could have the announcer from Dragonball Z read this paragraph so fucking badly.
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