The mighty have fallen

“The mighty have fallen”
Part 18


When they returned home, Cloud was again surprised by how attentive Sephiroth could be. Cloud tried and failed to climb the ladder to board the airship, his injured thigh too week to support his weight. Sephiroth ordered him to climb onto his back, right in front of everyone.

“Get on your back?” Cloud asked dubiously.

Sephiroth nodded and crouched low to make it easy for him. “Hang onto my shoulders and hug my waist with your legs. I’ll carry you onto the ship.”

When Yuffie giggled with delight, Sephiroth glared at her and she subsided.

“We don’t have all day, Strife,” Sephiroth insisted firmly, “Unless you’d rather spend the journey in the cargo hold with your motorcycle, this is the quickest and most efficient way to get you on board. Now climb on.”

It made perfect sense and under other circumstances nobody would have thought anything of a person giving an injured comrade a “piggy-back ride” onto the ship, but because it was Sephiroth it seemed out of the ordinary. Not only that but everyone was aware by now of what his and Cloud’s relationship had developed into.

Cloud shrugged and smiled, lifting Sephiroth’s flowing hair aside and over the front of his left shoulder so that he wouldn’t pull it when he climbed on. Charity wasn’t a common act for Sephiroth and Cloud could tell by the tension he felt in the other man’s body as he climbed on that he was doing his best to remain dignified under the scrutiny of the others.

“Thank you,” Cloud whispered into his ear, hoping that expressing his gratitude would cushion the blow to Sephiroth’s pride. He felt Sephiroth’s tension ease a little.

“Hold tight,” Sephiroth instructed the blonde as he straightened up and went to the ladder.

“Yo, I’ll climb up behind you just in case Spiky loses his grip,” Barret offered, “I can catch him if he falls.”

Sephiroth almost refused but his pride wasn’t worth the risk of Cloud getting hurt, so he nodded. Cloud clung to him like a sloth as he approached the ladder and climbed it. The blonde’s breath tickled his cheek and Sephiroth found it distracting enough that he entertained thoughts of turning his head and kissing him. He was too disciplined to act on it but silently he vowed to help his lover regain his strength as quickly as possible so that they could finally consummate their relationship like other couples.

Once he got him on board, Sephiroth didn’t allow him to climb off his back right away.

“What are you doing?” inquired Cloud as the tall swordsman grasped his legs to keep him from sliding off.

“I’m taking you to a bunker so that you can lay down until we land outside of Kalm,” Sephiroth explained in a voice pitched low for Cloud’s ears alone. “You’re still as weak as a kitten, Cloud. Rest is first part of the recovery process and until I’m satisfied that you’re strong enough, you’re getting plenty of it.”

Cloud smirked against his lover’s cheek and rolled his eyes with good-natured exasperation. “Yes sir,” he whispered into the general’s ear, nibbling the lobe briefly before anyone could see. He felt Sephiroth shiver in response and he forced down a delighted chuckle.

“You’re asking for it, Strife,” Sephiroth whispered back, only half-joking.

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When they touched down outside of Kalm Cid drove them into town, with Fenrir secured in the back of the truck. Cloud had to sit on Sephiroth’s lap to make room for Tifa, knowing that his thigh wasn’t in the condition to support her weight and having her sit in Sephiroth’s lap was out of the question for both she and the general. They might have gained respect for one another but Tifa and Sephiroth were a long way off from developing anything remotely like the easy, trusting friendship she shared with Cloud.

When they pulled into the driveway of Cloud’s house, Sephiroth and Cid unloaded Fenrir from the truck while Tifa helped Cloud into the house. She considered putting him straight to bed but it was the middle of the day and she didn’t want to punish her friend with boredom on top of everything else. Instead, she ushered him to the den and onto the couch, pulling the thick brown throw off the back of it and draping it around his shoulders.

“Tifa, this is getting a little embarrassing,” Cloud protested, watching her as she took some wood out of the wrack beside the fireplace and began to stack it strategically on the grill.

“What? It’s chilly and I don’t want you to get a cold on top of everything else,” she said absently as she twisted the gas knob and gingerly lit the starter pipes. “You might as well face it; you’re going to get a little babied for a while, until you’re stronger. Now, find something you want to watch on TV and I’ll see what you’ve got in the kitchen for dinner.”

“You’re not cooking my dinner too,” insisted Cloud stubbornly.

“You’re right…that’ll be Sephiroth’s job,” returned Tifa with a wink. “I’m just going to set it up for him before I go.”

Cloud sighed and clicked the remote, surfing the channels until he found a comedy movie. He heard Sephiroth and Cid come in from the door leading to the garage in the hallway and he looked up at them as they walked into the living room. “Did you lock the garage?”

“Yes,” Sephiroth answered. He inspected Cloud for a moment and was apparently satisfied that he was resting and comfortable. “I’ll be in the kitchen, putting dinner together.” With that said, he left the room.

“Well kid, looks like they’ve got everything handled for you,” said Cid as came to a stop in front of Cloud. “You take it easy and give me a yell if you need anything. I’ve gotta get going so I can drop the rest of the posse off and get home.”

“Thanks, Cid. I’ll call everyone at the end of the week.”

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Sephiroth made a pot of thick beef and vegetable stew for dinner that night and he was even gracious enough to thank Tifa for the help before she left. Cloud didn’t complain about the meal even though Sephiroth was sure he was tired of soups and stews.

“Tomorrow I’ll pick up some groceries and you can have something more solid,” Sephiroth said to him as he handed him one of the steaming bowls he carried.

“I don’t mind this,” Cloud smiled, “it’s got some substance to it and it’ll actually fill my stomach, unlike that thin crap they kept giving me in the medic tent. I appreciate it.”

“You don’t have to thank me every time I do something for you, Cloud.” Sephiroth looked a bit uncomfortable. “Taking care of you isn’t…that is, I don’t…oh, hell.”

Cloud scooped up a spoonful of stew and blew on it, struggling not to grin as Sephiroth wrestled with expressing his feelings. “I know,” Cloud said, sparing him the trouble, “I just want to be sure you know I appreciate all of it, even if I get a little annoyed once in a while. I promise I’ll try to be a good patient.”

“Good,” Sephiroth replied pleasantly. He took a bite and when he finished chewing and swallowing it, he said; “If there’s anything in particular you’d like tomorrow, tell me.”

“Mmmm,” hummed Cloud with sudden inspiration; “you know, I could kill for some pizza.”

Sephiroth turned his head to give him a disapproving frown. “You want junk food.”

Cloud smiled crookedly and shrugged. “It’s not ‘junk food’, really. Its bread dough with meat and veggies and cheese layered on it…that’s not so junky. If you get it for me for lunch I promise I’ll eat a healthy dinner of your choice.” He gave him a soft-eyed look that he knew Sephiroth had a weakness for.

Sephiroth’s lips curved into a faint grin and he sighed. “You’re very persistent, Cloud. Very well, since you’ve followed my instructions with minimal complaint, I’ll buy pizza for lunch. I suppose you want everything on it?”

“Well, yeah. Everything except pineapples and anchovies, I mean.” Cloud studied him curiously. “Sephiroth, have you ever even tried pizza before?”

“No,” the silver-haired man replied immediately.

“Aw, man…you should try it. You don’t know what you’re missing!”

Sephiroth’s immediate reaction was to say “no” firmly, but he paused and considered it for a moment. He hadn’t known what he was missing when it came to sexual arousal or pleasure either, but experiencing Cloud’s hand on his most intimate parts had been highly enjoyable. “I’ll try a bite,” he finally said. “At least it isn’t hot dogs,” he muttered in closing.

“Ooh, hotdogs,” Cloud said dreamily.

“Absolutely not,” countered Sephiroth in a firm voice, “I KNOW that’s junk food and until your body has flushed out remaining toxins and regained the lost nutrients, you aren’t touching that garbage.”

Cloud chuckled at him, having expected him to say something of the sort. At least the man wasn’t trying to forbid him from ever eating hotdogs again. While health conscious, Sephiroth evidently wasn’t one of those people that tried to force others to live by his preferred diet standards. “Okay,” Cloud conceded, “I won’t have any hotdogs until I’m recovered. You’re pretty strict, you know that?”

“Over matters like this, I certainly am,” agreed Sephiroth without compunction.

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Sephiroth didn’t push him to do any exercises that afternoon, knowing that he was tired from the journey and rest was most important in the beginning. Instead he worked him through the stretches that the doctor had outlined, to keep recovering muscle tissue pliant. They bathed together before retiring and Cloud was anxious with anticipation of what the night would bring.

“You seem restless,” Sephiroth observed as he sponged the blonde’s back off. “I would think you would be exhausted by now.” He finished rinsing his back and guided him to lean back again. Cloud did so, scooting backwards until he was sitting between the taller man’s spread thighs. Sephiroth felt his groin stir when the blonde’s body pressed against it and he grimaced, silently reminding his privates that this wasn’t the time for playing.

Cloud smiled softly as he felt his companion’s impressive sex begin to firm up against his backside. He sighed and closed his eyes, relaxing against Sephiroth’s chest. Honesty was the best policy, after all. “I guess I’m a little excited,” he said, turning his head and tilting it back to kiss the other man’s jaw. “I want to make you feel good tonight, Sephiroth.”

Sephiroth swallowed, understanding that by “feel good”, Cloud meant he wanted to make him come for the first time. “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” he murmured as he lathered up the sponge again and reached around the blonde’s front to bathe his chest. “It’s still new to me and I don’t trust myself to control it. You’re not in the condition for rough handling, yet.”

Cloud sighed as the taller man scrubbed his chest and arms, caught between pleasure and annoyance. “You act like a little pleasure is going to turn you into a rapist,” he said, closing his eyes. “I know you’ll be fine, you just have to trust me. We can start off slow and get you a little more used to it before we get into anything too raunchy, okay?” He felt Sephiroth’s groin harden to a completely erect state against his backside and he smiled, his own body responding the same way. “Besides, if you were going to throw me down and pound me into the floor, you’d have already done it by now.”

Sephiroth chuckled softly against the blonde’s cheek, brushing his lips over his temple. He dropped the sponge into the water and let his hands glide over Cloud’s chest and stomach muscles, tweaking his nipples in the process. “You have no idea how tempting the thought of ‘pounding you into the floor’ is, Cloud.” He rubbed his fingertips in a circular motion over the slick nubs, making them fully erect and drawing a little gasp of pleasure from his companion. “Very well…if you insist on easing this pressure in my crotch tonight, I won’t stop you. I just want you to be aware of the possible consequences.”

Cloud craned his neck to kiss Sephiroth heatedly, letting him know without a doubt that he was aware and quite willing to deal with any consequences that might result from his playing.

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Agreeing that he was ready for this and actually doing it were two different things, Sephiroth discovered. As night fell and they climbed into bed, Cloud immediately put an arm around his waist and began kissing him. His soft lips caressed his mouth, chin and jaw, his tongue occasionally licking in an almost dainty manner as he went. Sephiroth’s arms tightened around the blonde and he closed his eyes to focus on disciplining himself. His cock practically leaped to hardness in his pajama pants the minute Cloud started and he was growing increasingly anxious as the other man began to explore his body with his hands.

“Relax, Sephiroth,” Cloud whispered between kisses, “Just go with it. You can’t control absolutely everything and being turned on isn’t a crime.”

The general forced his muscles to relax a little and Cloud smiled against his neck. He knew it was hard for Sephiroth, who had been molded and honed into the perfect Soldier, leading a highly disciplined life from childhood to maturity. It must be frightening for him, to have his body react this way without having any control over it. Cloud wanted to teach him that it wasn’t terrible, that feelings of lust and pleasure weren’t inherently wrong or humiliating. He intended to introduce Sephiroth to his own sexuality as gently as possible and wipe the fear and wariness away for good.

Cloud let his hands skim over the hard muscles of Sephiroth’s bare chest, still kissing, nibbling and licking at his neck and jaw. He moved slowly and gradually, so as not to startle him. Things weren’t the same now as they were before, when exploration of this sort didn’t result in arousal for the other man. Cloud murmured his name huskily and gently fondled his nipples, eliciting a soft groan from the silver-haired man. His uninjured thigh was pressed gently against Sephiroth’s crotch and he felt the member buck a little in response to his touches. Subtly, he began to rub his thigh against it, letting the friction of the pajama material stimulate it.

Sephiroth’s fingers squeezed Cloud’s hip and his breath quickened. His stomach tensed as the blonde’s hands stopped teasing his nipples and slid down over his abdomen. Cloud whispered more reassurances to him, talking to him like he was a frightened animal. At any other time Sephiroth might have been insulted at the treatment, but given what was happening and the fact that it was Cloud doing it, he was oddly comforted by the soft, encouraging words and gentle touch.

“Easy,” Cloud murmured when his hands reached the waistline of the cotton pants and Sephiroth gave a little start. “I’m not going to pull them down yet. Shhh, it’s okay.”

Sephiroth wanted to say something sarcastic but he realized that it was too late to pretend he wasn’t nervous or even a little frightened. Cloud’s stunning blue eyes caught his and held them as the blonde retracted his thigh and slowly dragged his hand down with his palm open. He whispered more nonsense as he rested the hand over Sephiroth’s straining erection and held it there for a moment. The general’s lips parted and he resisted the urge to buck his hips into the touch, fascinated again by the feel of his lover’s hand resting comfortably on his hardened groin.

Just as Sephiroth’s tension began to fade again, Cloud’s hand squeezed the thick hardness of his dick through the material and slowly began to stroke along the length. Sephiroth shuddered and his breath caught. He impulsively squeezed the blonde’s hip again, not daring to do more than that. Cloud’s eyes stayed locked with his as he massaged him gently and carefully.

“Do you like it?” Cloud inquired as he examined Sephiroth’s tense, handsome features. The swordsman nodded wordlessly, his breath hitching unevenly as he tried to regulate it. Cloud kissed his parted lips softly as he stroked him, brushing his mouth back and forth over the other man’s. Sephiroth’s tongue pushed against his lips aggressively and Cloud parted them and allowed entry. He made a sound of excited arousal in his throat as Sephiroth’s tongue dominated his mouth. It was probably safe to move on, now that the silver-haired man seemed distracted enough.

Sephiroth went still when he felt his erection spring free as Cloud tugged his pants down over his hips. He tried to brace himself but the feel of the blonde’s fingers wrapping around the naked girth of his stiff cock still startled him enough to make him gasp. Cloud murmured to him again, encouraging him to relax. He did so as well as he was able, but it felt so different to have his sex fondled when it was hard and sensitized, he couldn’t relax completely. Cloud began to stroke the length with slow, gentle motions, gripping firmly as he did so. The blonde held the kiss, his tongue caressing Sephiroth’s in an unhurried, sensual manner. He paused his stroking at the head of Sephiroth’s length and rubbed his thumb over the slit in the tip of the glans, making it dribble and causing Sephiroth to forget how to breathe.

Cloud noticed that his companion’s breath had halted and he broke the kiss to look into his bewildered eyes. The pupils were dilated wide with dazed pleasure. “Sephiroth,” Cloud whispered gently. “Breathe.”

In response, the taller man drew a ragged breath and shivered. His parted lips were swollen from kissing and a flush was creeping over his sculpted cheekbones. “That’s it,” Cloud encouraged, pressing light, gentle kisses on those lips. “Just take it easy.” He massaged the glans for a bit, enjoying the way it made Sephiroth’s body tremble. Precum began to seep steadily from the slit as Cloud stimulated the tender urethra opening, lubricating it. “Doesn’t that feel good?” purred the blond, releasing the other man’s eyes to kiss his neck and nibble his earlobe.

“Fuck,” Sephiroth answered unsteadily, his hips instinctively beginning to rock forward for more. “Cloud…it’s…the pressure is…” He struggled for breath as the stimulation brought him closer to orgasm. He wasn’t ignorant about the process of male ejaculation but his lack of personal experience made it difficult for him to completely understand that he was about to have one. Strife had a look of comprehension on his fair face and he changed his tactics again, resuming his earlier actions of stroking up and down the shaft…only this time, he did it faster. Because Sephiroth had done the same thing to bring a partner to orgasm before, he understood what Cloud’s objective must be. Panic rose in his chest as the pleasure and pressure built and he heard himself moaning uncontrollably.

Cloud sensed his lover’s distress and he slowed his stroking a little, kissing his panting mouth soothingly. “You’re fighting it, Sephiroth. That tightness and pressure you’re feeling is normal.” He watched the beautiful expression of pleasure and lust on Sephiroth’s face and it was very difficult for Cloud to keep being gentle. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful. Let it happen, baby, it’s okay to let go. I want you to come.” Calling another man “baby” had never been a habit of Cloud’s but Sephiroth made him so damned horny, it didn’t feel cheesy or out of place at all. He felt the long organ he was fondling grow even harder in his grip and he guided Sephiroth onto his back and sat up, so that he could have full use of both hands.

With his free hand, Cloud cupped his panting lover’s heavy balls and squeezed them experimentally, paying careful attention to Sephiroth’s reactions so that he could figure out just how much pressure was ideal for him. He smiled when the general’s hips lifted off of the mattress and his hands grabbed fistfuls of blanket. He watched Sephiroth toss his head, his throat muscles working as he groaned and panted. The general’s silver hair fell across his face as his restless actions tossed it and his sleek, toned body began to shine with perspiration.

“Sephiroth,” Cloud sighed, his heart swelling with love even as his groin ached with desire. He relentlessly continued, ignoring the faint moans of denial his companion made as he tried to fight the inevitable. Sephiroth groaned his name raggedly and his emerald eyes snapped open wide as he lost the battle. Cloud kept watching his face, reveling in the feel of his balls tightening in his hand and his cock twitching hard. He was taken by surprise when a thick glob of semen splattered his chin and he looked down with raised eyebrows, amazed that Sephiroth had spurted high enough to hit his face from that distance.

~Oh, I shouldn’t have looked down,~ Cloud had time to think as he was treated to the sight of another impressive, thick spurt of creamy fluid shooting up at him. He was too enthralled to consider the wisdom of averting his face or shutting his eyes and he regretted it a second later when the semen hit him directly in his left eye. It stung like hell and temporarily blinded him, but Cloud refused to let his own stupidity ruin the moment and he hastily wiped his eye and chin with his pajama sleeve and looked at Sephiroth.

Sephiroth was trembling and gasping as the orgasm played out, licking his lips and tossing his head. His eyes were shut and he had the most beautiful expression on his face that Cloud had ever seen. “I love you,” whispered the blonde as he slowed his massage to match the tapering of the climax. When Sephiroth was spent and his cock began to soften, Cloud gave it one more loving, gentle pull before releasing it and stretching out beside him. He kissed the general’s gasping mouth and combed the wayward strands of hair out of his eyes.

Sephiroth caught his breath and forced his heavy lids open to regard Cloud. He never knew that bliss like this could be possible and he was deliciously exhausted from the release. Somewhere in the back of his mind a fresh spark of anger ignited, now that he knew what Hojo had deprived him of. From a scientific and military point of view he understood why the man thought he’d make a better fighter if he never experienced this sort of pleasure, but the knowledge only made him hate him more.

Not wanting it to spoil the moment, Sephiroth shoved the new anger aside and focused on Cloud’s fair, handsome face. The blonde was smiling at him—not smugly, but with tender happiness. The only odd thing was that he was squinting his left eye almost as if he was winking at him and that was a puzzling contrast to his expression of selfless joy. Sephiroth reached up and traced his features with his fingertips.

“Now I…understand why you…were so livid about…what Hojo did,” Sephiroth murmured breathlessly. “What’s…the winking about, Cloud?”

Cloud flushed a little and chuckled. “I’m not winking; I’m squinting. There was sort of a little accident when you…er…”

Sephiroth smirked and groaned softly as what he was saying dawned on him. The first time he’d pleasured Zackary that way, he’d experienced the pain of getting shot in the eye with flying spunk because he was too fascinated by the sight of him coming to maintain a safe distance. “I got you in the eye,” he chuckled. “Lovely.”

“It’s not a big deal,” Cloud grinned, “it was more my fault than yours. You shot a pretty amazing load there and I didn’t have enough respect for it.” His amusement grew as Sephiroth’s face reddened with a rare, deep blush. He kissed him again, feeling a little guilty for embarrassing him. “Hey, it was impressive. Nothing to be embarrassed about. It just means you’re healthy.”

“Or that I had too much pent up, for too long,” retorted Sephiroth wryly as he pulled Cloud down to lay against his chest. He stroked the blonde’s back and nuzzled his hair, unsurprised by how sleepy the experience had made him. “I think one good turn deserves another,” he purred, letting one hand slide down Cloud’s body. He deftly slipped his hand under the waistline of the smaller man’s pajamas and ran it along his hip and around to the front of his pelvis.

Cloud groaned as Sephiroth’s hand found and gripped his swollen erection. He wanted to tell Sephiroth that it wasn’t necessary because he’d already given him pleasure several times before without getting any in return. He couldn’t bring himself to do it as the taller man’s strong, calloused hand began to fondle him skillfully. Selfish as it was, Cloud accepted the offer and allowed Sephiroth’s other hand to tug his pants down. He kissed him languidly and whimpered against his mouth with eager, thankful pleasure.

Cloud was so aroused already by the time Sephiroth started on him that it didn’t take long for him to peak. The general propped himself up and urged Cloud onto his back while he jerked him off, intending to finish it with his mouth. Cloud moaned loudly and shakenly when Sephiroth drew his straining, dripping flesh into his mouth and began to suck. The general only made three strokes with his mouth before his lover was calling out a warning to him. His soft laugh was muffled by the hard flesh in his mouth as Sephiroth thwarted the blonde’s effort to push him away and sucked his cock hard and deep into his throat. He held Cloud’s hips down firmly as the blonde writhed and bucked, his hot seed spurting down Sephiroth’s throat.

Cloud closed his eyes and drew a shaken breath as Sephiroth licked and sucked him clean. It felt great, and he stroked the taller man’s silken hair and relaxed, docilely allowing the treatment. Sephiroth’s warm mouth and tongue were gentle on his softening member, giving him pleasure without the painful intensity that often occurred from stimulation after orgasm.

“That feels so good,” Cloud sighed, continuously running his fingers through Sephiroth’s hair. The other man kept going, until Cloud began to wonder if he had any intention to stop. The blonde flushed as the pleasure grew from soothing to sexual again and the sensitivity in his groin eased. “Uh, Sephiroth…you’re gonna make me hard again,” Cloud whispered as he felt his dick starting to swell in the other man’s mouth.

Sephiroth purred, his mouth vibrating around Cloud’s cock. The blonde’s mouth fell open and his hands trembled in his lover’s hair as he steadily gained another erection. Sephiroth withdrew his mouth to the tip and the tip of his tongue sought out the tiny hole, testing its sensitivity. Cloud shuddered and his blue eyes lost focus as the zip of sensation shot through his groin and pelvis. “S-Sephiroth,” he moaned as he lifted his head and looked down at him, warning him one final time. The other man responded by pinning his hips down again to hold him steady and Cloud understood that Sephiroth wasn’t going to stop sucking him off until HE was damned good and ready to. How often Cloud came as a result apparently wasn’t the deciding factor for when he stopped.

“Oh, Shiva,” blurted Cloud helplessly as Sephiroth’s tongue flicked against his urethra over and over again, sending shocks of pleasure through him. His head fell back against the pillow and he stared blankly at the ceiling, panting. One of the general’s hands released its hold on his hip and reached down to tickle his balls, making Cloud want to rotate his hips like a whore in heat. The other hand pushed against his thighs one at a time, silently ordering him to spread them further. It was a little difficult to do so with the left one but Sephiroth helped him. When that was accomplished he placed his palm flat on the blonde’s pelvis to hold him still while he pleasured him.

“Sephiroth,” Cloud groaned as the other man found a rhythm and took his dick in and out of his mouth, “I…oh…I want you to fuck me…I want you so bad!”

Sephiroth paused for a moment and came close to granting Cloud’s request, but he strictly reminded himself that any extreme stretching or strained positions might damage the blonde’s healing thigh muscles. He allowed the throbbing member to slide out of his mouth and he murmured, “In good time, Cloud. I promise.” Then he resumed, admiring the sound of his companion’s breathy voice as his ministrations made Cloud moan and whimper.

He’d have loved to insert a finger or two into the blonde’s ass and give his prostate a good rub, knowing from past experience that the combination of oral and anal pleasure could drive a man mad. Unfortunately he had no lube on hand and he wasn’t about to use the drying come on his own belly as a substitute. Sephiroth was a firm believer in safe sex and while he was almost positive that both of them were clean, he intended to practice caution and avoid mixing fluid beyond saliva and semen until they could both be tested. He made a mental note to pick up some lube when he went grocery shopping in the morning.

As it stood, Cloud got off just fine without any anal fingering. After several minutes his toes curled and he inadvertently pulled Sephiroth’s hair painfully as he came down his throat a second time. The silver warrior didn’t complain about it because it wasn’t a regular occurrence for Cloud to be that careless and the blonde immediately gasped an apology and let go.

Now that he’d given Cloud a fuller experience of pleasure than the first time, Sephiroth was satisfied and he eased off and released him from his mouth. He smiled sensually as he guided the blonde’s thighs to close again and pulled his pajama bottoms back up. Realizing that his own blue pajama pants were still down around his thighs, Sephiroth pulled them up as well and stretched out beside Cloud again, pulling the covers over them both. Still catching his breath from the last explosive orgasm, the blond snuggled up to him and kissed his chest before resting his cheek against it. He threw his right leg across the general’s hips and sighed, closing his bright eyes with contentment.

“You’ll make me pass out, one of these days,” Cloud mumbled sleepily.

Sephiroth grinned and squeezed him gently before closing his eyes.

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-To be continued