Title: She is Beautiful
Author: Miss Kalloway
Email: [email protected]
Part: 1/1
Disclaimer: If I owned FF7, this would have been in
game. Sadly, I don't, so please refrain from suing me
for all I have. You'd be disappointed.
Warnings: Crossdressing, dancing, yaoi, lemon,
goodness. Set down your beverage. Now.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Just because I wanted Cloud in drag, okay?
Sephiroth seems to like him in drag too. *winks*
Pairings: Sephiroth/Cloud
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--I never knew girls existed like you, but now that I
do, I'd really like to get to know you-- "She is
Beautiful" - Andrew WK
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Cloud watched as Zack, his roommate, hung up the
phone.
"Well?"
Zack looked over at the blonde with the same defeated
look of the last dozen phone calls. He'd spent the
entire day trying to find a date for a corporate and
military joint social function the next night.
"She's busy too," Zack said, grimacing. "There must be
a million things going on tomorrow night because
everyone already has plans."
"So go without a date," Cloud suggested from where he
sat on the sofa. Zack was partially across the room,
but still quite close enough to throw his address book
at the blonde.
"I can't just show up to an event like this without a
date," Zack explained as he rested his head on his
hands. "I'd never hear the end of it."
"You could always rent someone."
"Cloud!"
At least Zack was laughing, right until his eyes
traveled to look at the little blonde half-sprawled
across the sofa cushions almost like a cat.
"How about you?"
"What?" Cloud just about fell off the sofa as he tried
to sit up quickly.
"All you'd need is a wig and a dress. You're small
enough to..." Zack was cut off by an angry glare.
"You are not putting me in a dress!"
"Not even to spend the evening near Sephiroth?" The
black-haired man knew Cloud's weakness for the
General.
Cloud growled, half in anger and half in defeat. He
rarely even got to glimpse the man he both idolized
and secretly lusted after. An entire evening would
quite possibly be one of the highlights of his life.
"Wouldn't people notice?" he asked after a minute.
Zack grinned. "You won't be the cutest date I've ever
had, but I think with a little help, you'll pass as
quite the hottie."
"And should anything go wrong, do I get to kill you?"
Cloud slipped down to the floor, suddenly wondering
what he was getting himself into.
"Nothing will go wrong. You just have to learn to be
my date."
"That's wrong already," Cloud said, looking up at
Zack, who'd crossed the room unnoticed.
Zack laughed as he sat down beside the blonde. "You
won't have to talk unless someone asks you a question
and you'll only have to dance one dance with me."
"Dance? Are you sure there isn't anyone you haven't
called?"
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"If I didn't know better, I'd want to sleep with you,"
Zack whispered as he and Cloud walked into the grand
dining hall.
"Zack!" Cloud exclaimed, tempted to smack his date
with the black clutch purse he was carrying.
But Zack only smiled as he led the blonde towards
their assigned table. Cloud had spent about an hour
before they'd left the apartment just learning how to
sit down and stand up in the rather binding long
purple dress Zack had picked out. At first it had been
a complete horror, but by the fifth time the
combination of the low heels he was wearing and the
half-steps he had to take caused him to tumble onto
the living room floor, both he and Zack were laughing
together. At least his long blonde wig had stayed on
the entire time.
With a flattering bit of makeup added to his disguise,
Cloud didn't even recognize himself in the mirror.
Surely he could make it through the night without
being found out.
Each round table was set for eight - four SOLDIERs and
their dates. Already two men were sitting at their
table, seats empty beside them. Cloud looked away as
Zack greeted them, trying to inconspicuously pull up
his nylons as he sat. They had to be the most
ridiculous thing ever created, besides, of course,
heels.
"Cute date, what's her name?" Cloud looked back to see
one of the men pointing at him. He and Zack hadn't
come up with a fake name. He hoped Zack would be quick
on his feet with this one.
"Her name is... Claudia," Zack replied as he put an
arm around Cloud's shoulders and pulled the blonde a
little closer. "And Claudia, this is Yuki and
Jameson."
Cloud nodded, feeling extremely awkward to be
practically leaning against Zack. Still, he was here
to play the role of girlfriend.
"Nice to meet you," he said softly after another
moment. And then, with a glance up at Zack, he leaned
fully, trying to relax and perhaps avoid any further
questions.
"You think they're going to feed us first or do all
the boring stuff first?" Yuki, or was it Jameson,
asked. "Because I'm starving."
"Boring stuff." A voice replied from behind. The last
of the table's occupants and his date had arrived.
"They'll wait 'til we've near collapsed from hunger
before thinking about feeding us."
"Ryan!" Jameson, Cloud was sure it was Jameson, was on
his feet, arms around his comrade. "When did you get
back?"
"The same time Sephiroth did - just in time for this
farce," Ryan said, rolling his eyes.
"At least we get a free meal and plenty of wine." Yuki
was grinning widely. "Right?"
"Right," Zack replied, almost nervous about how well
Cloud was playing along.
Not long after, a myriad of long boring speeches
began. Cloud had long since rearranged the entire
contents of his small purse as the throes of boredom
originally set in. He was still leaning against Zack,
but in a slightly different position as they'd turned
their chairs to get a better view of the front of the
dining hall where all the highest-ranking officers and
ShinRa executives were sitting. There was still an
empty seat up there that some of the speakers seemed
to be nervously glancing at.
"I'm going to go freshen up, Zack," Cloud said
quietly, leaning back so he could catch Zack's eyes.
Maybe just the short walk to the bathroom and back
would keep him from falling asleep.
Zack nodded, but before he removed his arm from around
the blonde, he leaned in for a quick kiss. Eyes wide,
Cloud pulled away, not even bothering to tug at his
nylons as he lunged at the exit, purse in hand.
"Not exactly tactful, are we?" Ryan asked, winking.
"Shut up," Zack replied, hoping he hadn't traumatized
Cloud for life.
Once in the lobby, Cloud spotted the bathrooms
quickly. He quickly skittered to the ladies room, only
catching himself once with the short strides the dress
allowed him. Thankfully no one saw him almost land in
the large potted palm beside the restroom door.
Cloud couldn't remember ever being in a women's
bathroom before, even with his mother when he was
younger. But this was nicer than any men's bathroom
he'd been in. And it was empty. So now that he'd
escaped, he wondered what he was supposed to be doing.
He was scared to try and touch up the makeup Zack had
so carefully applied. And his wig looked fine. Still,
women tended to spend amazingly long times in the
bathroom doing something.
He unconsciously tugged at his nylons and suddenly
paused. There was no way he could be getting used to
the horrid things. Then again, maybe that's what women
spent all their time doing.
Setting his purse on a convenient ledge, he hiked up
his dress with one hand and started working his nylons
back into position with the other.
Just as he had gotten them somewhere near where they
should have been, the door swung open and a couple
women walked in, giggling to each other. Cloud froze
when he saw them, hoping his dress was covering enough
of him so as not to blow his cover.
"You too?" the first girl asked as she hiked her dress
up. "Mine are practically around my knees!"
Cloud nodded, trying to smooth his dress as he let it
fall back in to position.
"That's because you keep buying one size too small,"
the second girl retorted to her friend. She looked
over Cloud once before shaking her head. "I don't know
what your problem is though, you have such nice slim
hips."
"They just slide," Cloud said, wondering if there was
a secret to the darned things he could garner from one
of the two.
"Ever try wearing your panties on the outside of 'em?"
The second girl asked.
"No, don't do that," the first said before Cloud could
answer. "I tried that once and ended up with my
panties around my ankles. I almost died."
"That's because you keep buying everything a size too
small."
Cloud just grinned as he moved to check his appearance
one last time. He was suddenly hoping he'd never again
need to know the secrets of women's clothing.
As soon as he was out in the lobby again, he looked
over at the palm he'd almost ended up in and forgot to
watch his step. His ankle turned in the low heels and
he fell to the side, not knowing how to keep his
balance in those shoes.
But instead of meeting a very similar looking potted
palm, Cloud found himself against a warm body. Before
he could look up at his rescuer, he'd been scooped up
into strong arms. Of course, that basically forced him
to meet the eyes of the man who held him. Sephiroth.
"Are you okay?"
Cloud opened his mouth, not remembering how to say
anything until after he'd been gently set down on one
of the fancy benches on the other side of the lobby.
"Miss, are you okay?" Sephiroth took off the offending
shoe and carefully felt over Cloud's ankle. "I don't
think you've damaged anything."
"Just my pride," Cloud mumbled. Of all the ways to
finally get Sephiroth's attention, this had to be the
most horrible. Still, Sephiroth was touching him, had
touched him. And had hopefully not noticed the body in
his arms had been rather unfeminine. The last thing he
needed was to be outed by Sephiroth!
"I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself."
Sephiroth smiled, sitting down beside the panicked
blonde.
"I know who you are," Cloud said softly. "And I'm
okay, just... shocked."
"Then perhaps you'll permit me a dance later, Miss..."
Sephiroth trailed off as he offered Cloud his heel
back.
"Um... Claudia," Cloud replied, wondering how he'd get
out of this mess. Perhaps he could just vanish after
dinner. Surely dinner would be soon. After the
speeches... Wait a second... "Shouldn't you be in
there speaking?"
Sephiroth's eyes sparkled as he smiled. "I should be,
but I have a low tolerance for boredom. Let me walk
you back to your table."
"You don't have to..." Cloud began, but Sephiroth was
standing up already, offering a hand. Sighing, he
slipped his shoe back on and cautiously took
Sephiroth's hand, hoping the other man wouldn't
realize how badly he was suddenly shaking.
"It's my pleasure, Claudia," Sephiroth replied,
leading the blonde back into the dining hall. Needless
to say, all eyes turned from the current speaker to
the stunning General and the little blonde he
accompanied across the room. Without a word, Cloud
pointed out his table and the pair made their way
there amidst loud whispers and small gasps.
Zack's eyes were wider than most of the room's as he
caught site of his roommate being led back to the
table by none other than the General. Hopefully the
blonde hadn't done anything too stupid to warrant
Sephiroth's attention.
At the table, Sephiroth just smiled at Zack before
gently kissing the hand of Cloud's he was still
holding on to.
"Don't forget that dance, Claudia."
Cloud just nodded and sank into his seat, much too
tempted to hide under the table than watch Sephiroth
make his way to the front of the room.
"What did you do?" Zack hissed a moment later.
"Nothing. I just fell into him," Cloud said, focusing
solely on the tablecloth. "And now he wants to dance."
Zack snickered. He'd planned on introducing the two
sometime later in the night, but this was perfect.
"Then dance."
Cloud adjusted himself so he could lean up and whisper
several death threats in Zack's ear.
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After dinner, Cloud decided the safest thing to do was
hide. He managed to get away from Zack by claiming to
need to go freshen up again when Jameson's date
mentioned the same thing. But instead of entering the
restroom to deal with what was most likely a gaggle of
women with nylon suggestions, he carefully scaled a
set of carpet-covered stairs to the upper level.
With a sigh of relief, Cloud pushed his way out onto a
balcony and collapsed onto a bench half hidden by
flowers. No one would find him here. A moment later he
kicked his horrible heels off and put his feet up on
the edge of a flowerpot. The sun was setting slowly
over the horizon and everything was cast with an
almost spectral glow.
"There you are."
Cloud bit his lip. He hadn't been out there more than
fifteen minutes before being found by the one person
he really didn't want to see. He'd thought it over
during dinner, and while getting Sephiroth's attention
was amazing, he didn't really want it while dressed up
as Zack's date. He'd rather have the General's acclaim
on the battlefield, not on the dance floor.
"Not much on crowds?" Sephiroth was leaning against
the railing, looking out over the scenery. "I hate
these functions. But I believe I already told you I
had a low tolerance for boredom."
"I'm not exactly exciting," Cloud said quickly. Maybe
that would get the silver-haired man to leave him
alone so 'Claudia' could quickly vanish with the
night.
Sephiroth laughed as he turned to look at the blonde.
The setting sun framed him as a silhouette, stray rays
filtering through his hair, causing it to sparkle
golden. And still, his green eyes glowed inhumanly -
the color of Mako.
"I highly doubt that." Sephiroth moved again to sit
beside Cloud, unbuttoning his suit-jacket as he sat.
Catching Cloud's questioning look, he smiled before
replying. "Too confining."
Cloud just nodded, slowly scootching himself to the
far edge of the bench.
The two sat in silence as the sun continued setting
and stars started to appear in the twilight.
"Shouldn't you be inside?" Cloud asked finally. He'd
found himself staring at Sephiroth's profile in the
fading daylight, renegotiating with himself over just
what he should do next. Still, getting out of the
situation seemed like the safest thing to do.
Green eyes looked curiously at him. "Do you want rid
of me that badly?"
"I, um, uh, no, that is..." Cloud inwardly kicked
himself.
"I'll go. I was just waiting for my dance."
"But you can dance with anyone," Cloud shot back,
looking away.
"I'd rather dance with a girl like you." The way
Sephiroth said it made it clear that he knew the
truth.
Blue eyes looked back, half afraid. "You..."
Sephiroth nodded before standing, then offered a hand
to Cloud. "If that's what you were afraid of..."
"It's not that," Cloud said quickly. "Well, I mean, I
just did this so..." He sighed. It all seemed
ridiculous.
"Come dance then."
Slowly, Cloud slipped his heels back on, tottering on
them a bit as he stood and rather embarrassingly
clutching tighter onto Sephiroth's hand as he would
have liked to.
Even worse was when Sephiroth swung the blonde back up
into his arms to go down the staircase.
"I saw you labor to go up them, and I'd assume down is
no easier," Sephiroth explained.
"You were watching me?"
"Just in case you fell again." Ignoring the hot gazes
of the small groups gathered in the lobby, Sephiroth
led Cloud into the hall which had been cleared of the
middle tables to form a dance floor.
"I can't dance," Cloud whispered.
"Follow my lead," Sephiroth replied, pulling the
blonde out amongst the dancers.
At that moment, the song ended and the band started
playing a slow number. Sephiroth pulled Cloud's body
to his, arms tight around him.
"Now you don't have to worry. All you have to do is
sway a little and stay close," Sephiroth whispered.
Close? Cloud was already about to hyperventilate from
having his body fully touching the silver-haired
man's. And to stay that way, moving against him... It
was almost too much. He found himself with his head
leaning on Sephiroth's shoulder and his mind hoping
those stupid nylons were helping hide what this
prolonged contact was doing to his body.
The last thing Cloud felt before the song ended was
Sephiroth pulling away a bit before gently cupping the
blonde's chin and raising his face for a quick kiss.
Cloud pulled sharply backwards in shock, forgetting he
was bound by the dress, nylons and heels. Sephiroth
tried to catch him, but it was too late, Cloud fell
hard onto the ballroom floor, twisting his ankle as he
landed.
Sephiroth dropped to a crouching position beside
Cloud, blocking him from the quickly gathering crowd.
"Not much for heels, are you?"
Cloud just grimaced as he tried to stand, only to find
his ankle wouldn't support him. Sephiroth simply
picked the blonde up for the third time and pushed
through the crowd and out to the lobby. But instead of
simply setting him on one of the lobby benches,
Sephiroth kept going until he reached an outer
elevator.
"I need to set you down a moment," Sephiroth said.
"I'd suggest kicking your heels free first."
Cloud winced but did so anyway before being set onto
his feet to cling to the silver-haired man. Finally,
after a minute of digging through the suit's myriad of
pockets, Sephiroth produced a keycard for the elevator
and helped Cloud inside.
"Where are you taking me?" Cloud asked as the elevator
ascended. He was momentarily caught up in the view and
had almost forgotten whom he was absconded with.
"To take care of your ankle," Sephiroth answered.
"Would you rather I had pulled off your nylons in the
middle of the dance floor?"
Cloud shook his head quickly, blonde hair flying
further out of place. He repeated what Sephiroth had
said back to himself and it sounded even more inviting
each time. Already one hand was clutching the railing
for support and the other was trying to hide his
arousal behind the clutch purse.
"Just sit down, this thing will take forever to get to
our floor." Sephiroth was again watching Cloud
carefully, willing to offer assistance as the blonde
sank to the floor of the elevator and reached to rub
his injured ankle.
"Is it broken?" he asked after a moment.
Sephiroth shook his head before kneeling down to get a
better look. "I don't believe so. But it should be
wrapped immediately to keep the swelling down."
With a nod, Cloud finally lifted his eyes to meet
Sephiroth's. "I didn't mean to react like that, it's
just..."
"I shouldn't have kissed you."
"No! I just wasn't expecting you to... I didn't want
to end up meeting you like this." Cloud looked away
again. He'd finally gotten the words out.
"So I was right about your identity."
Cloud's mouth fell open. "You know who I..."
"Zack's roommate - Cloud Strife?"
"Yeah." Suddenly Cloud had another thought. "Are we
going to get in trouble for this?"
Sephiroth started laughing at that. "That would
involve an official report stating I found out your
true identity by kissing you. I'm not sure how that
would sound."
"Oh. But why did you..." Cloud didn't get to finish
the question before Sephiroth was kissing him again,
pushing him back against the wall of the glass
elevator so he couldn't pull away. Slowly Sephiroth
sucked on Cloud's lower lip before using his tongue to
push the blonde's mouth open and taste inside. Cloud
moaned as Sephiroth's tongue touched his and he
brought his hands up to bury in that beautiful silver
hair that was hanging over them both.
Just as they were pulling apart for air, the elevator
stopped with a slight jerk. Sephiroth caught himself
just inches from Cloud's lips and quickly kissed the
panting blonde before moving to get them both out of
the elevator. Before he swept Cloud into his arms, he
handed the blonde the keycard. "So I don't have to
keep setting you down," he explained.
Cloud was still in a state of shock. He held the
keycard in the arm that hadn't somehow found its way
around Sephiroth's neck. Still, the knowledge that not
only did Sephiroth know who he was but that he was
accepted, wanted anyway...
"Here we are." They'd stopped outside a room and Cloud
carefully reached over to slide the card through the
reader. Thankfully the door released without having to
touch the handle and Sephiroth pushed them inside.
The room was the standard guest suite - parlor area,
kitchenette, bathroom, and bedroom. Cloud tried to
take it all in as Sephiroth carried him into the
bedroom and set him down on the bed.
"Relax a minute. I'll see if there's any ice in the
freezer. I hate these guest rooms, they're always
under stocked." Sephiroth's voice trailed off as he
left the room and went around a corner.
Left by himself, Cloud sighed and decided he may as
well try to rid himself of his nylons. He tried a
couple positions but each seemed to accidentally
involve putting weight on his ankle. Finally he
managed to hike up his dress enough he could lay on
his back with his legs in the air and had almost
gotten one leg free when Sephiroth came back into the
room.
He almost dropped the ice pack he'd managed to find
and wrap in a towel from the bathroom. The blonde had
his dress around his middle with his legs spread in
the air, seemingly oblivious to anything besides
removing his nylons.
"That's rather inviting," he said with a smirk.
"Huh? Ack!" Cloud tried to cover himself but failed
miserably.
"Hold this," Sephiroth said, handing over the ice
pack. "Let me take care of your nylons."
Cloud just nodded as Sephiroth kneeled on the bed and
reached up under the blonde's dress to grasp the top
of the nylons. A gasp escaped Cloud's lips as
Sephiroth's hands touched the skin of his thigh.
"Your ankle?"
The blonde shook his head quickly, hoping not to
embarrass himself further when all the silver-haired
man was really trying to do was help.
Finally Sephiroth pulled the nylons carefully from
Cloud's injured ankle and set them on the bed next to
the blonde. He ran his fingers softly over Cloud's
skin before pressing a little harder.
Cloud howled, trying to pull away.
"I don't think you've broken anything," Sephiroth said
after Cloud had stopped struggling. "You would have
been halfway across the bed if it was." He still held
Cloud's foot in one hand. "But you should keep ice on
it."
Cloud nodded as he handed the ice pack back to
Sephiroth, who gently placed Cloud's leg back on the
bed with the ice pack resting lightly beside the
blonde's ankle. A moment later, Sephiroth had
retrieved the nylons and used them to secure the ice
pack.
"That should hold it, as long as you stay in bed."
"In bed?" The nervousness was back as he could see
Sephiroth looking him over. Surely...
"I'll stay with you." Sephiroth stood up and took off
his jacket, setting it on a nearby chair. Then he
started unbuttoning his dress-shirt, watching as
Cloud's eyes grew wide. "You don't mind, do you?"
"I..." Cloud couldn't quite remember how to form words
as Sephiroth let his shirt fall away. He watched as
the silver-haired man bent to remove his shoes as well
before he climbed on to the bed to sit beside Cloud.
"You want rid of that dress? It can't be very
comfortable."
Cloud quickly grabbed on to the material with both
hands. "I'm okay with it."
Sephiroth moved to look at Cloud's ankle again. "It
doesn't seem to be swelling much," he observed. He
touched the skin around the ice pack. "Not too cold?"
"It's fine."
With a smile, Sephiroth lay back down beside Cloud,
looking into those blue eyes a moment before asking
the obvious question: "Why are you in a dress,
anyway?"
Well, it's not like he could get out of the situation,
so the truth was the only option. "I just wanted to
see you. And Zack didn't have a date." He paused. "It
was Zack's idea."
"I should promote him." Sephiroth caught Cloud's lips
with his again, pushing them apart to twine his tongue
with the blonde's. He reached a hand down to run along
Cloud's side to his hip, earning a moan between their
mouths.
"Sephiroth..." Cloud started, only to have his mouth
claimed again for another series of breath-stealing
kisses.
Green eyes stared into his, half-lidded, as he lay
gasping for breath beneath the silver-haired man's
body. Beneath? He'd missed that, but he didn't mind at
the moment. Not when their bodies touched as Sephiroth
lowered himself to kiss the blonde's neck and
shoulders, pushing aside the thin dress straps to nip
at the flesh beneath.
This was heaven, well, it would have been heaven if he
hadn't been wearing a dress and women's underwear...
Not to mention the ice pack on his ankle. Maybe this
was limbo, but it was a very nice limbo where the
object of his late-night fantasies was pushing his
dress up to his hips and reaching beneath the shiny
fabric to tug at the lacy panties Zack had insisted
upon him wearing.
"I thought so."
Cloud blushed as Sephiroth sat up enough to look at
the offending article of clothing. The silver-haired
man licked his lips though, not hearing Cloud's
partial explanation as he slid down to kiss the top of
the blonde's gleaming arousal that had freed itself
from the lace.
Slowly Sephiroth hooked his fingers under the
waistband of the panties and pulled them downward, not
moving his mouth from Cloud's arousal as he moved the
bit of satin and lace down the blonde's legs, freeing
one leg and leaving the injured one as it was. The
mass of ice pack, towel and nylons looked no odder
with the addition of black panties, after all.
Moaning in all out pleasure, Cloud managed to steal a
glance at the man between his legs before squeezing
his eyes shut tight in near-rapture. The last thing he
wanted was for this to end, but just the realization
that it was Sephiroth down there, sucking on his
erection with abandon, was all that it took to send
Cloud into the throes of orgasm.
He was shaking still, as Sephiroth held him, minutes
later, clinging at that silver hair while his head was
buried against the green-eyed man's chest.
"Want more," Sephiroth asked, "Claudia?"
Cloud could only nod as Sephiroth untangled himself
and reached to pull at the zipper on the back of the
dress. Removing it was no task, except that it
required the spent blonde to try to move. Still, as
Sephiroth covered each bit of exposed flesh with
kisses, moving wasn't such a bad thing.
Finally the dress was discarded, laid along with
Sephiroth's clothing on the nearby chair before the
silver-haired man removed the rest of his own
clothing. Cloud gasped audibly when Sephiroth freed
his own arousal, slight bit of wetness on the end
shining in the dim light of the room.
"You want me to..." Cloud paused, looking almost
nervous as Sephiroth walked over to poke through the
nightstand drawer until he pulled a small tube from
it.
"Here's something ShinRa can do right," Sephiroth said
with a slight grin.
"That's..."
Sephiroth nodded as he lay back down beside Cloud,
pulling the blonde close before starting the entire
ritual of kissing him all over again.
"Seph..."
"I want you."
Cloud could feel Sephiroth's arousal against his
thighs as the silver-haired man worked his way
downward again, kissing over pink nipples slowly,
wringing moans from the blonde's throat with every
touch, every kiss.
"Can you roll over? It might be easiest with your
ankle." Sephiroth looked up into blue eyes expectantly
until Cloud nodded. He let the blonde move on his own
and waited 'til he seemed settle down before moving
again.
Sure he was clear of Cloud's injured ankle, Sephiroth
started again at Cloud's neck, nipping lightly
underneath his ears before moving up to lick around
the silver stud that pierced the flesh there.
Cloud was absolutely writhing in ecstasy by the time
Sephiroth had made his way down to spread the blonde's
buttocks and dip his tongue between them. Over and
over the silver-haired man tongued the blonde's
opening, listening as the cries from the body beneath
him became a steady and incoherent stream.
Finally, Sephiroth slipped a slick finger where his
tongue had been, pushing in gently as Cloud cried out
louder. He felt around for a moment before finding the
spot that caused the blonde to all-out howl and claw
at the blankets beneath him.
By the time Sephiroth felt Cloud to be thoroughly
prepared, Cloud had stopped moaning and was just
shaking, unable to even make noise until he felt
Sephiroth guiding himself inside.
"Relax," Sephiroth quickly replied as he heard the
blonde hiss in pain. "It'll feel good again in a
minute."
"Seph..."
Once all the way inside, Sephiroth paused, laying over
Cloud and just kissing his back, whispering words of
reassurance until he felt the blonde push back against
him.
"More, please."
With that, the silver-haired man pulled himself
partially out and thrust, wringing a moan of pleasure
from the body beneath his. Again and again he thrust,
trying not to move too quickly, too hard but it was
difficult as he careened near release. Before he lost
himself in his own orgasm, however, he pulled back at
Cloud's hips, raising them into the air so he could
reach beneath to stroke the blonde's own arousal.
It wasn't much longer before they both exploded, Cloud
spilling himself over Sephiroth's hand and Sephiroth
deep inside Cloud's hot body, each crying out the
other's name in bliss.
Afterward, Sephiroth collapsed on top of Cloud,
pinning him for a moment before kissing the blonde's
ear.
"Does your ankle still hurt?" he asked softly.
"What ankle?" Cloud replied, closing his
mascara-smudged eyelids wearily.
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Zack ran up to Sephiroth the second he saw the
silver-haired man. It had gotten quite late and still
he hadn't found Cloud anywhere.
"General, sir, I have a question for you."
"Yes, Zack?" Sephiroth replied, knowing what was
coming.
"Have you, um, seen my date? The little blonde. Named
Cloud, er, Claudia." Zack winced, hoping Sephiroth
hadn't noticed his little slip-up. "Someone said that
she had fallen."
"Claudia," Sephiroth began, "is asleep upstairs with
ice on her ankle. I'd rather not wake her."
"But really, she should..."
"Enough Zack. But if you could be kind enough to bring
by a set of proper clothing for Cloud tomorrow
afternoon, I'm sure he'd appreciate it." Sephiroth
winked as he spoke, waiting for Zack's reaction.
"Sir, I..."
"Perhaps you'll let me borrow her for the next social
function?"
The black-haired man just nodded dumbly as Sephiroth
wandered off to talk to a couple of departing ShinRa
executives as though nothing had happened at all.
Zack sighed as he walked out of the lobby and into the
night.
"I didn't even get a dance."