The mighty have fallen

“The mighty have fallen”
Part 10


Cloud was flustered when they got home. He didn’t know what to say to Sephiroth now, unsure of whether the man had given him the blowjob with casual intentions or something more. Sephiroth didn’t seem to share his discomfort and he didn’t say anything about the incident. The silver-haired man had mentioned his impotency casually earlier, though Cloud couldn’t remember ever having said anything to let on that he knew about it. Did Sephiroth mention it on purpose or did it just slip out?

Determined not to let it turn him into a confused wreck, Cloud got started on preparing and cooking the fish. Sephiroth helped with the meal by preparing the side veggies, keeping his thoughts to himself.

Sephiroth noticed Cloud’s blushing, sidelong glances at him but he waited, giving the young man time to adjust to what he’d done to him and think about how he felt about it. He hid a frown as he sensed anxiety from the blonde. Perhaps he made a mistake in allowing his curiosity to get the better of him. It was possible that though Cloud cared for him, he wasn’t willing or able to deal with his sexual handicap. Maybe Cloud needed more than he could give him, or perhaps he still had old feelings conflicting with his attraction.

Cloud was unaware that Sephiroth was brooding over the encounter as well. To him the man seemed as cool as a cucumber, hardly affected.

~Why should he be affected by it?~ thought Cloud miserably, ~He didn’t get off on it and he doesn’t have a libido pushing him to do things like that. He said himself that he did it because he wanted to hear me moan. Maybe now that his curiosity’s been satisfied he’s over it.~

They finished cooking and ate together in silence, which in itself wasn’t an unusual thing but it seemed awkward to Cloud after what had happened on the way home. He kept looking at Sephiroth from beneath lowered lashes, trying to read something in the man’s expression that could give him a clue of what to say or do. It was his turn to wash the dishes and Cloud was almost thankful when they both finished and he could concentrate on that. He expected Sephiroth to go into the living room and watch the evening news.

Sephiroth started to do just that, but he paused and looked at Cloud, whose head was bowed as he washed the dishes.

~Fuck it.~

Cloud froze, the plate in his hand forgotten, as Sephiroth’s large, long-fingered hands settled on his shoulders and his breath fanned the fine hairs at the nape of his neck. He swallowed as he felt the general press up against him from behind.

“You didn’t seem surprised when I mentioned my affliction, Cloud,” Sephiroth’s deep, droning voice murmured in his ear. “I assumed that you already knew about it but I’m beginning to wonder if you chose not to hear it.”

“I knew,” Cloud answered, relieved that at least one of his questions concerning the encounter was being answered. “When you were…sick…the doctor told me about the affects of the drugs Hojo had you on and that was one of the things he mentioned.”

“I see.” Sephiroth might as well have been talking about the weather; he was so blasé about his problem.

Cloud let the dish fall back into the water and turned around to face the taller man. “Doesn’t it bother you? I mean, you talk about it like it’s no big deal and—“

“Is it a big deal, Cloud?” Sephiroth tilted his head and searched his face.

“Well, most other men in your situation would think so,” Cloud answered truthfully. “You talk about it like it’s nothing, though.”

Sephiroth sighed and looked at the ceiling. “Cloud, can someone who’s been blind their entire life miss being able to see?” It was a logical question, meant to make the blonde use his sense of reason and stop feeling so much pity for him. When Sephiroth lowered his eyes to Cloud again he could see by the stricken look on his face that it had the opposite affect.

“That evil, twisted, sadistic piece of fucking shit,” Cloud ranted, his blue eyes glaring and his golden brows drawn down. “Not once? He never let you experience even a minute of…goddammit, we killed him too fucking slow!”

Sephiroth was taken aback by the young man’s fury and he was momentarily speechless. Sex had always been something he’d considered an unnecessary distraction except for breeding purposes. That’s what he’d had drilled into his head since childhood, at any rate. It wasn’t until Zackary befriended him and relentlessly pursued him that he’d started to see a new side of it and even then, he was content to enjoy stolen moments of intimacy without having the desire ruling his thoughts.

Cloud was still ranting on, calling Hojo every filthy name in the book and inventing a few more on the way. His lithe body was trembling with his rage and he looked like he was ready to start foaming at the mouth soon.

~I can’t make Cloud understand, just as I could never make Zackary understand. They both know what they’d be missing if they were in my place.~

Instead of wasting his time in a futile attempt to make Cloud understand that the tragedy of the situation was lost on him, Sephiroth put his hands on the blonde’s waist and commanded firmly; “Cloud, shut up.”

The blonde’s tirade abruptly stopped and he stared at Sephiroth with bewildered sapphire eyes. Sephiroth smiled a little and brought his left hand up from his waist to trace Cloud’s jaw with his fingers. “My purpose in bringing the subject up wasn’t to throw a pity party for myself. I don’t like to waste my time and I want to know if what I can give you is enough. I can do everything except what you seem to want the most. Take some time to think about it if you need to but until you give me a direct answer, I’m not touching you intimately again.”

Cloud felt the color drain from his face with that ultimatum. Now that he knew Sephiroth reciprocated his interest, if not his feelings, the only thing he could imagine worse than never feeling the general thrusting inside of him was never experiencing any kisses or intimacy with him at all. “It’s enough,” Cloud said quickly.

Sephiroth’s handsome features appeared doubtful. “You answered that quickly, Strife. Are you certain?”

Cloud nodded convulsively and his arms went around the taller man’s waist. “I mean it. Whatever I can have of you is enough.” ~Damn, do I sound desperate enough? Why can’t I play it a little cooler?~

Sephiroth’s expression relaxed and he combed his fingers through Cloud’s soft, spiked hair. “I’m going to hold you to your word, Cloud.”

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It felt strange to be cuddled up to Sephiroth on the couch, watching the archeology channel. At the same time, it felt wonderful. They shared a bowl of popcorn and Sephiroth’s arm was around Cloud’s shoulders, the hand caressing the blonde’s arm familiarly. Cloud’s head rested against the silver-haired man’s shoulder. Cloud didn’t want it to end, but as with all good things, it had to some time. It was getting late and he had a delivery run to make in the morning. He intended to ask Sephiroth to sleep in his bed with him from now on, but first he wanted some goodnight kisses.

He turned his head and kissed Sephiroth’s neck, boldly slipping his hand into the other man’s shirt and caressing his velvety chest. Sephiroth turned his head and captured Cloud’s mouth with his, kissing him slowly and languidly. His tongue brushed back and forth over Cloud’s lips and the blonde complied with the silent command and parted them to allow entrance.

Sephiroth plundered the young man’s mouth with patient authority, making Cloud breathless and aroused. He allowed the blonde to unbutton his shirt and explore his chest, while he dropped the hand that had been rubbing Cloud’s arm down to cup his hip and curve around to squeeze his bottom. Cloud started to kiss Sephiroth aggressively as his fingers glided over one of the taller man’s nipples and made it pebble. He stimulated the bud, drawing a murmur of pleasure from Sephiroth. Feeling a thrill of excitement and wonder at the response, Cloud pulled his mouth away from Sephiroth’s and dragged it to his neck and collarbone.

~I can’t stand it…I’ve got to get my mouth on that chest!~

He worried that Sephiroth would stop him as he traced the shallow valley between his pectorals with his tongue, but he allowed it. Cloud kissed and licked the smooth skin while running his hands over the muscles. He took one nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it while pinching and rubbing the other on with his fingers. Sephiroth made another one of those pleased sounds and squeezed his ass, prompting Cloud to further boldness.

“God I love your chest,” Cloud murmured between kisses and suckles.

“You’ve made that abundantly clear,” Sephiroth remarked dryly. His voice was a tad breathless and Cloud felt a thrill of delight with the knowledge that his kisses and touches were bringing pleasure. It made him wonder if the taller man would also react favorably to having his cock massaged, even if it wouldn’t harden as a result.

Cloud kept stroking and teasing the general’s chest with his hands but he paused with his kissing. He looked into Sephiroth’s slit-pupiled eyes and licked his lips as he tried to think of how to ask permission to touch him where he wanted to.

Sephiroth stared back, his eyes catching the sight of Cloud’s pink tongue swiping his soft, appealing lips. Sephiroth found that he couldn’t look away from the blonde’s mouth as he struggled to say something.

~You really do have a well-shaped pair of lips, Cloud. Gaia, but they’re tempting.~

Sephiroth waited silently for Cloud to say whatever it was he was trying to say, enjoying watching that shapely mouth work.

“Sephiroth, is this okay?” Cloud finally whispered, daring to let one hand slip down between his legs.

Sephiroth almost said no, but Cloud’s sapphire eyes were so passionate and hopeful that he felt compelled to let him. He nodded slowly but reminded Cloud in a whisper; “Remember what we talked about earlier. Don’t expect anything more than I can give, Cloud.”

Cloud smiled gratefully, his eyes lighting up. “I know. I just want to touch it. I promise I’ll stop if you don’t like it.”

Sephiroth impulsively grinned when Cloud lowered his eyes and eagerly started to unzip his jeans. Try as he might, he couldn’t deny how endearing it was when Cloud smiled that way. He stroked his back and tried to relax as he opened his jeans and deftly reached in. Sephiroth’s eyes drifted shut when his companion’s fingers wrapped around his sex and eased it out of his briefs. There was a pause and Sephiroth cracked his eyes open warily.

Cloud didn’t have an expression of disappointment on his face as Sephiroth feared he might. Instead, the blonde’s wide blue eyes were full of wonder and admiration as they looked at the organ he was fondling. Sephiroth remembered seeing a similar look in Zackary’s eyes and feeling a similar surge of relief.

“Damn, you’re big,” Cloud murmured, licking his lips again. His blue eyes met Sephiroth’s and he smiled. “I mean, you’re bigger soft than most guys are when they’re hard.” His hand gently stroked the soft member and Sephiroth appreciated the sensation, allowing his eyes to drift shut again.

“It’s beautiful, Sephiroth.”

The general’s eyes opened again to regard Cloud with surprise. While he’d gotten compliments on his size before he’d never been told it was “beautiful”. Then again most of the compliments came in the form of overheard whispers in the locker room uttered by straight men that wouldn’t dream of calling anyone’s cock “beautiful”.

“It isn’t as though you’ve never seen it before, Cloud.” Sephiroth smirked.

“Yeah well, I didn’t have the luxury of giving it a good look, those times. I was too busy being embarrassed.”

Sephiroth chuckled and stroked the blonde’s feathery hair. “Strange how you aren’t blushing now.” His voice was husky with lazy pleasure as Cloud massaged and caressed him.

Cloud was too captivated to be embarrassed right now. He combed the fingers of his other hand through the lustrous patch of silver hair framing Sephiroth’s genitals and traced the trail leading from it to his belly button. He circled the navel with one fingertip, then impulsively leaned forward to kiss around it. His other hand didn’t cease its gentle fondling of Sephiroth’s penis while he placed soft kisses around his belly button.

~I love you,~ Cloud thought, afraid to say it aloud but unable to stop saying it in his heart. Sephiroth’s skin was like silk against his lips and hands. He was amazed that the man was allowing him to get away with taking so many liberties, but maybe it was one of the ways Sephiroth made up for being unable to top him in intercourse. Cloud didn’t know if that meant they’d never have sex or not. He’d always taken on the role of the receiver and had no experience as the giver. While the thought of Sephiroth spread out and positioned for it was arousing, it seemed…abnormal. It didn’t fit his nature any more than being the aggressor fit Cloud’s.

Deciding that it wasn’t important right now, Cloud enjoyed the taste and feel of Sephiroth’s body, kissing his way back up from the man’s navel to his chest, neck and lips. He unconsciously whimpered as Sephiroth’s tongue plunged into his mouth again in that suggestive way that made his whole body throb with need.

He gasped softly in surprise as the taller man cupped his straining bulge without warning, but he didn’t protest. “Sephiroth,” he sighed against the other’s lips, rubbing himself against the hand that fondled him. The bliss of his touch didn’t interfere with Cloud’s caressing massage of his genitals. The blonde continued to stroke and pet Sephiroth’s long shaft even when the silver-haired man unzipped his jeans and eased his erection out.

Cloud climbed onto Sephiroth’s lap, never ceasing his explorations as he straddled him. He held Sephiroth’s bright eyes with his own and moved against him as the taller man squeezed and stroked his stiff cock.

Sephiroth found himself trapped in the sapphire eyes, amazed that Cloud could be this sensual and bold. The blonde’s lips were parted and a pretty flush of passion colored his cheeks. Wisps of golden hair fell partially over his eyes but he didn’t seem to notice. He licked his lips and moaned, the blue eyes closing momentarily with pleasure as Sephiroth circled the tip of his sex with the pad of his thumb. Cloud really did remind Sephiroth of a doll at times—he was so pretty.

“Sephiroth,” Cloud whimpered urgently as the mutual fondling continued. His pale brows were furrowed and his breath was coming fast and hard. His tongue once again swiped his lips and Sephiroth growled and kissed him, nibbling the bottom lip before thrusting his tongue in. He swore he felt a tingle in his groin but he thought it was just a result of Cloud’s tender ministrations. He ravished the blonde’s mouth, compelled to dominate it for reasons he couldn’t explain.

~It’s those fucking lips of his…it must be. Strife drives me to distraction with that teasing lip-licking he keeps doing.~

Cloud moaned into his mouth and began to pant, provoking Sephiroth to jerk him off hard and fast. The blonde’s eyes opened wide and he writhed against him, whimpering and shuddering helplessly as Sephiroth stroked his tender organ to the brink.

Sephiroth broke the kiss and held Cloud’s eyes. “Say my name, Cloud,” he demanded huskily.

The climax approached and Cloud couldn’t have refused him if he tried. “Sephiroth…it’s…so…good!” Cloud’s expression was something between pain and ecstasy as his captive member bucked in Sephiroth’s hand and spurted its seed. His breath shuddered and he finally released Sephiroth’s manhood so that he could put his arms around his neck for support. “Do you…have to be…the best at…everything you do?” Cloud panted, resting his head on Sephiroth’s shoulder.

Sephiroth laughed before he could stop himself. “Only the things that really matter, Cloud.”

Cloud smiled against the general’s shoulder and kissed it, sighing with the afterglow. Sephiroth’s hands began to stroke his back and he closed his eyes in contentment. “I don’t want to move,” he mumbled.

“We’re going to have to eventually,” Sephiroth said with amusement. “Look at the mess you’ve made.”

“Your fault,” Cloud murmured sleepily.

“Oh, then you object to getting—“

“No,” Cloud interrupted quickly, raising his head to look at him. “I don’t object.”

Sephiroth smirked. “I didn’t think so.”

Cloud remembered what he’d meant to ask him earlier, before things got carried away. “You can sleep in my bed from now on if you want…with me.”

Sephiroth seemed to consider the offer. “Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of your buying a bed for me?”

Cloud shrugged. “I didn’t really see this coming when I bought it. You never know, someone might come to visit sometime and now they’ll have a bed to sleep in.”

Sephiroth grimaced slightly. “I doubt your friends will want to visit with me around.”

“They’ll come around eventually,” Cloud said with confidence. “You never actually did anything to any of them except for…” He trailed off uncomfortably.

“Tifa, and you.” Sephiroth finished with a sigh. “I can’t change the past. I can’t even guarantee my stability in the present, if part of Jenova is still out there.”

Cloud didn’t want to think about that right now. Things had finally started to pan out in a positive light and the evening was going perfect until conversation went back to Nibelheim. He thought Sephiroth regretted what he did and when it happened he was out of his mind in the first place. For now Cloud only wanted to bask in the pleasure of having something that he’d pined for since he was a teenager but never thought he could get.

“We can worry about all of that later,” Cloud insisted as he combed his fingers through the silk of Sephiroth’s hair. “Will you just agree to share my bed with me so we can get some sleep?”

“You don’t talk in your sleep, do you? I know you don’t snore.” Sephiroth inquired.

Cloud shrugged. “If I do, nobody’s ever told me.”

“Fair enough,” Sephiroth nodded. “I should warn you though, I tend to sprawl.”

Cloud grinned. “Then I’ll just sleep on top of you.”

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-To be continued