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Adult ++
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Don't Say A Word
Disclaimer: Again, I guess I've gotta say it. I don't own FF7 or any characters in FF7, *grumbles* though I know we all wish we did, maybe then we could actually get Cloud and Reno together for real...who needs the chicks anyway?
Okay a little authors note before I continue. I'd just like to say that this follows no particular part of the game, movie or anything else that has to do with FF7. It's just a random story inspired by a beautiful pic I found on the net. So enjoy, and thanks for the reviews, you guys are great. ^_^
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Don't Say A Word: Chapter Two of "Conquered?"
Sector 7 wasn't so bad. It was a nice shady place where you could get away with things that normally you could get yourself killed or arrested for. The streets were trash filled, and every building looked on the verge of falling over or falling apart, whichever came first. Not a word was spoken between strangers as they passed by each other in the dark, because no words were needed. You just didn’t talk to anyone in Sector 7 without knowing them. And since no one would talk to anyone else, you rarely met new people.
That didn’t bother the blonde warrior making his way down the nearly deserted streets of Sector 7, however. He rather liked not having to talk to people…tonight at least. He had a one track mind at the moment, and those tracks led straight to the red head following him closely. Still, no words were spoken between them. The red head seemed to understand his need for silence and kept quiet.
Although no words were spoken, you could almost hear the tension between the two men, so thick it should have been hard to breathe.
The red head let out a shaky breath when the golden haired warrior turned down a dark alley, leaving the comfort of the only light on the street. He stayed close, not wanting anyone…or anything to surprise them, or worse, hurt the object of his affection.
Said object was currently walking with his hands in his pockets, a certain tightness in his shoulders that hadn’t been there before. If the red head hadn’t known any better, he would have said that his warrior was nervous, or scared. But why would he be scared? He had a sword bigger than his whole body and better yet, he could actually use it! So what was wrong with his golden haired companion?
He didn’t have to wait long for an answer.
He saw the flash of steel, thin and deadly before he was thrown against the brick wall, a sharp edge pressing into the flesh on his throat.
Damn, why wasn’t he still carrying a weapon like Cloud? “Leave him alone, he isn’t here to play your games.” this from a very irritated sounding Cloud.
The red head tried to get a better look at the figure looming over him but the face and figure were surrounded in shadows so thick they were almost tangible. Was it okay to panic now? The thin blade pressed further into the flesh of his throat and he had to force himself not to whimper when he felt the blade partially pierce his skin.
He felt the warm trickle of blood as it oozed out of the thinly sliced wound and down his chest, disappearing into his shirt.
“What is he doing here with you?” It was a smooth cultured voice, young and also familiar. Where had he heard that voice before?
“That’s none of your business, now let him go or I will be forced to-” Clouds voice was cut off as the figure whirled to face him. “I told you that you are mine! No one, not even he is to touch you!” There was a long pause, filled with nothing but the red heads harsh breathing. The thin blade was still pressed to his throat and he could feel it slicing further, more blood welling up and oozing along the sword and his collar bone. How he wished this stranger would release him.
“I am not yours to claim. Reno has every right to be with me because I want to be with him. You’re just pissy because I didn’t choose you when you forced yourself on me.” The must have hit a sore spot because the blade was suddenly gone and the stranger was no longer in shadow.
Reno couldn’t breath for a moment as shock froze his system completely.
Combat boots rose knee high, sliver buckles decorating the sides. Leather pants hugged his long legs all the way up, disappearing into a long silver and black trench coat that hugged him at the waist. His hands were gloved in leather as well, his arms completely hidden by the long arms of the trench coat and silver armor at his shoulders. Pale, perfect skin shown in a triangle beneath many leather straps criss-crossing the exposed area of his chest. In one had he held a long wicked looking sword that was longer than any sword should have been and was dripping his blood in small splashes onto the cement at his feet. Long silver hair lay nearly to his knees, pushed to one side revealing a side view of the mans delicate features. The face was thin and handsome, framed by two locks of the silver hair, accenting the same eerie green glow in his eyes the blonde had. He was beautiful. But like all beautiful things, he was deadly.
“Sephiroth..” it was barely a whisper but the cat like mako eyes of the tall silver haired warrior snapped to him, burning with heat, but not the heat of passion, the heat of fury. Those same mako eyes snapped back to the blonde warrior in front of him, glaring hotly at the younger man.
“You are mine Cloud, and I won’t let this upstart from the Turks take you from me…even if it means I must have you both.”
The blondes eyes widened in shock slightly, then narrowed just as quickly as he took a step forward, pulling the Buster Sword from his back.
“Leave Sephiroth, or you will know what it is to taste steel.”
Sephiroth lowered his sword slightly, taking in the golden haired warriors stance. How he loved his warrior this way, fiery and wild, bittersweet and spicy. Cloud was the only one could do this to him, set his temper on fire and set his loins on fire at the same time. Gods he loved this dance. He turned his gaze back to the red head still leaning against the wall, watching as though he were caught between fascination and fear. This had possibilities.
He lowered his sword the rest of the way, his gaze sweeping the red heads body through his cobalt suit. He turned his back on the blonde, knowing it would anger him, and loving the hell out of it.
He lay the Masamune against the brick wall and approached the red head with caution, wouldn’t do any good to spook him. Reno stared at him from a step away through his brick red bangs, and he couldn’t find any words to say. For the second time that night words had failed him. Of course it was hard to formulate words when you’ve got a silver haired god standing before you who looks like an advertisement for Wet Dreams R Us.
A pleased smile, smirk rather, adorned the sliver haired warriors soft lips for a moment as he stood there examining the red headed beauty before him.
“Did he taste good?” The question startled the red head enough that his gaze slipped to the blonde standing a few feet away. The look in the blondes eyes confused him. Shouldn’t he have seen anger, he would have expected anger. But what he saw was raw lust, his soft green eyes bright with it. Cloud was enjoying this as much as Sephiroth was. He felt a shiver go through him at the thought. God help him, he was enjoying it too.
When he looked back at the silver haired warrior before him he was a little surprised to find those same strange mako eyes staring at him from inches away. “Well?” the tall general asked softly, “Did he taste good?”
The words fell from the red heads lips before he could hold them back, “Yes…yes he did.”
Sephiroth awarded him with another smirk. He was so close he could smell the leather on the silver haired warriors body. He realized it wouldn’t take much to lean forward and taste those soft lips, and one look at Cloud told him that’s exactly what he was thinking as well. But he didn’t have to make the first move.
Soft lips covered his, a warm wet tongue dragging across his lips until he parted them, meeting the others hunger with his own.
The tall warrior groaned softly into the kiss, pressing the red head against the wall once more with the force of the kiss. He was laughing mentally because he knew how it would affect the blonde standing a few short feet from him. He pressed the full length of his body against Reno’s, letting him feel just how excited he was to be there. He felt Reno’s answering hardness press into his thigh and he let out a sigh as he broke the kiss. Oh yes, this had possibilities.
Both men froze when a soft growl echoed through the alley. They seemed to turn their heads as one to stare at the blonde, his green eyes almost shining with an inner light they were so bright. There were no words exchanged but something passed between the silver and golden haired warriors.
Reno suddenly felt like the odd man out, his throbbing length still pressed firmly into Sephiroth’s thigh. “Uh guys, I don’t mean to interrupt, but am I missing something?”
Both turned to look at him, identical looks of heat in their bright mako eyes. That one look told him all he needed to know. “I guess I’ll be on the receiving end quite a bit tonight huh?” he asked, his voice a little deeper than normal.
The silver haired warrior chuckled and the sound shivered down his spine. “Indeed you will my pet, indeed you will.”
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His cobalt suit was tossed to the floor, discarded like yesterdays news. His white formal shirt, stained crimson from the cut on his throat, soon joined it, forgotten the second it left the red heads slim body. No pretense no slowly easing into this, just jumping right in.
Their clothes had long since been discarded carelessly. The second they had closed the door both men had begun the slow process of stripping themselves down to nothing but perfect flawless skin. Gods he’d never seen such a sensual strip tease.
The stood before him now, twin hungry gazes sweeping his naked flesh like a pair of wolves eyeing a fresh piece of meat. He shivered and closed his eyes. This was too much. The worlds two biggest lust objects standing before him gloriously nude was just too much for his senses to handle. Gods help him he was already standing at attention, the hard flesh practically begging to be caressed. Of course they weren’t in much better shape.
Hands, he didn’t know whose, pushed him backwards and his knees hit the back of the bed. He opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling, two warm bodies crawling up his own. Lips captured his and he gave himself over to the heat rising through him, crushing his lips back against the others.
He felt himself being pulled further up onto the bed, one arm being drawn over his head while something warm closed over the head of his aching cock. He let out a harsh breath when the warmth suddenly engulfed him and he had to fight not to explode then and there. It was enough of a distraction that he did not notice the cool metal sliding over his wrist and the soft clicks as the handcuffs were attached to the headboard. One hand was still free and he buried it deep into golden spikes as the blonde swallowed him once more.
With his eyes closed he did not see the silver haired general reach down and pull the blonde away from his jutting erection. But he felt the loss instantly and his eyes snapped open, ready to gripe at the golden haired warrior for leaving him when he was so close. What he saw was almost enough to send him over the edge.
The silver haired warrior had Clouds back to his chest, a hand around his throat and the other stroking his warriors cock in long sure strokes. Sephiroth smirked devilishly and licked Clouds cheek, his hand tightening around the slender mans throat. “You want him badly don’t you?” he whispered softly into Clouds ear, licking the outer shell like a cat would cream.
Cloud opened his mouth to reply but could only moan and thrust his hips into the generals slender hand. Cat like mako green eyes stared at Reno through a curtain of silver hair as Sephiroth continued to stroke Cloud rhythmically, his tongue sliding along the tender flesh behind his ear.
Reno tried to sit up to reach the erotic display in front of him but he realized a little to late that cold metal bound him to the headboard. “Take these off!” he whispered hoarsely reaching up with his free hand to try and free his hand.
Sephiroth continued his torture on Cloud as he gazed at the red haired beauty before him. “I’ll take them off when you cum for me.” he whispered loud enough that the red head could hear him.
Reno’s eyes widened a touch as he realized what Sephiroth wanted him to do, it was why he was displaying his dominance over Cloud, why he was torturing them both.
Reno let his gaze fall on the golden haired warriors face. His lovers lips were parted slightly as he gasped for breath, his eyes closed as he continued to thrust desperately into the generals hand. His whole body trembled with the effort not to fight the general off of him so he could ravish the gorgeous body before him. But he, like the silver haired warrior held back, wanting in some part of him, to see his lover touch himself.
Reno settled back against the headboard, his eyes taking in the erotic display before him as his hand wrapped firmly around the base of his own cock. He hissed softly as he began stroking himself in time with Sephiroth’s movements, mirroring the generals actions.
Sephiroth looked extremely pleased and picked up the pace, his hand beginning to move a little faster on Clouds length.
“This ends when you do, pet, but only when I see you in the throws of passion.”
Reno fought not to close his eyes as he watched the silver haired warrior tighten his grip on his lovers neck. It had to be hard to breathe. But the look on Clouds face was enough. He was enjoying this as much as the other two.
With a cry, Reno emptied himself, the opalescent liquid splashing over his abs in a scolding rush. It was short lived, for he soon found himself uncuffed and laying beneath a very aroused Cloud, those mako eyes staring at him with such intense desire he almost had to look away.
“Over…stomach…now..” was all the blonde was able to say. Reno complied, rolling over onto his stomach as instructed. Something cool was pressed against the tight ring of muscles around his entrance and he forced himself to relax, if he didn’t relax this would hurt like hell. His eyes searched out the silver haired general, sitting a little apart from them as two fingers were pressed inside of him, stretching him.
“Just going to sit there?” Reno managed before another finger was added and he was forced to hold his tongue.
Sephiroth just smirked. “I’ll get my turn with you yet…but seeing as how this is the first time for the two of you I thought it would be appropriate if I stayed on the sidelines this time. I wouldn’t want to ruin your first time together.”
He opened his mouth to say something smart but the fingers had been removed and his hips were being lifted. Oh gods, this was what he had wanted for so long, so long it hurt.
The tip of Clouds cock pressed against him and that was the last of the blondes control. He pushed forward blindly, the heat of his lovers body surrounding him.
Reno growled softly when the blonde just froze, refusing to move buried so deeply within him. “Move!” he bit out when he couldn’t take it any longer.
The blonde complied willingly, pulling out then trusting back into the welcoming heat. Reno groaned and rose to all fours beneath the blonde, thrusting back against him. There was a soft growl from behind him and he suddenly found himself on his back once more, staring up into mako green eyes once more. Cloud thrust back inside of him and the red head watched his stomach muscles bunch with the effort. The blonde leaned down and captured Reno’s lips searing them with his intensity.
Cloud gave up, and began to thrust ruthlessly into the body below him. His mind and body were a whirl of sensations that had him completely lost. He leaned back from the kiss and he began to chant “I love you” with each powerful thrust of his hips. Reno began emitting mewling sounds and arched his back when Cloud thrust his hips particularly hard, hitting a spot that made the red head see white.
The blonde drove down relentlessly on that spot, drawing cries of ecstasy from the red headed warrior beneath him.
There was a shimmering moment of golden light before both men let out hoarse screams of pleasure, their bodies moving in sync with each other. Sephiroth’s own soft moan of completion could be heard as Cloud finally collapsed on top of his lover, boneless and completely spent.
Reno rolled him off of him and lay there on their sides, Clouds head finding the perfect spot on the red heads shoulder. Sephiroth curled up around Cloud, spooning the blonde from behind. There was a moment of silence then Reno laughed softly. “Next time, I get to be top”
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Okay okay, that was a pretty sucky follow up to the first chapter, I have to admit it wasn’t as good. So Review please and tell me what you think. *is expecting flames this time*
One more thing, should I add another chapter? If so what would you guys like to see? I’m running out of ideas!!
Okay a little authors note before I continue. I'd just like to say that this follows no particular part of the game, movie or anything else that has to do with FF7. It's just a random story inspired by a beautiful pic I found on the net. So enjoy, and thanks for the reviews, you guys are great. ^_^
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Don't Say A Word: Chapter Two of "Conquered?"
Sector 7 wasn't so bad. It was a nice shady place where you could get away with things that normally you could get yourself killed or arrested for. The streets were trash filled, and every building looked on the verge of falling over or falling apart, whichever came first. Not a word was spoken between strangers as they passed by each other in the dark, because no words were needed. You just didn’t talk to anyone in Sector 7 without knowing them. And since no one would talk to anyone else, you rarely met new people.
That didn’t bother the blonde warrior making his way down the nearly deserted streets of Sector 7, however. He rather liked not having to talk to people…tonight at least. He had a one track mind at the moment, and those tracks led straight to the red head following him closely. Still, no words were spoken between them. The red head seemed to understand his need for silence and kept quiet.
Although no words were spoken, you could almost hear the tension between the two men, so thick it should have been hard to breathe.
The red head let out a shaky breath when the golden haired warrior turned down a dark alley, leaving the comfort of the only light on the street. He stayed close, not wanting anyone…or anything to surprise them, or worse, hurt the object of his affection.
Said object was currently walking with his hands in his pockets, a certain tightness in his shoulders that hadn’t been there before. If the red head hadn’t known any better, he would have said that his warrior was nervous, or scared. But why would he be scared? He had a sword bigger than his whole body and better yet, he could actually use it! So what was wrong with his golden haired companion?
He didn’t have to wait long for an answer.
He saw the flash of steel, thin and deadly before he was thrown against the brick wall, a sharp edge pressing into the flesh on his throat.
Damn, why wasn’t he still carrying a weapon like Cloud? “Leave him alone, he isn’t here to play your games.” this from a very irritated sounding Cloud.
The red head tried to get a better look at the figure looming over him but the face and figure were surrounded in shadows so thick they were almost tangible. Was it okay to panic now? The thin blade pressed further into the flesh of his throat and he had to force himself not to whimper when he felt the blade partially pierce his skin.
He felt the warm trickle of blood as it oozed out of the thinly sliced wound and down his chest, disappearing into his shirt.
“What is he doing here with you?” It was a smooth cultured voice, young and also familiar. Where had he heard that voice before?
“That’s none of your business, now let him go or I will be forced to-” Clouds voice was cut off as the figure whirled to face him. “I told you that you are mine! No one, not even he is to touch you!” There was a long pause, filled with nothing but the red heads harsh breathing. The thin blade was still pressed to his throat and he could feel it slicing further, more blood welling up and oozing along the sword and his collar bone. How he wished this stranger would release him.
“I am not yours to claim. Reno has every right to be with me because I want to be with him. You’re just pissy because I didn’t choose you when you forced yourself on me.” The must have hit a sore spot because the blade was suddenly gone and the stranger was no longer in shadow.
Reno couldn’t breath for a moment as shock froze his system completely.
Combat boots rose knee high, sliver buckles decorating the sides. Leather pants hugged his long legs all the way up, disappearing into a long silver and black trench coat that hugged him at the waist. His hands were gloved in leather as well, his arms completely hidden by the long arms of the trench coat and silver armor at his shoulders. Pale, perfect skin shown in a triangle beneath many leather straps criss-crossing the exposed area of his chest. In one had he held a long wicked looking sword that was longer than any sword should have been and was dripping his blood in small splashes onto the cement at his feet. Long silver hair lay nearly to his knees, pushed to one side revealing a side view of the mans delicate features. The face was thin and handsome, framed by two locks of the silver hair, accenting the same eerie green glow in his eyes the blonde had. He was beautiful. But like all beautiful things, he was deadly.
“Sephiroth..” it was barely a whisper but the cat like mako eyes of the tall silver haired warrior snapped to him, burning with heat, but not the heat of passion, the heat of fury. Those same mako eyes snapped back to the blonde warrior in front of him, glaring hotly at the younger man.
“You are mine Cloud, and I won’t let this upstart from the Turks take you from me…even if it means I must have you both.”
The blondes eyes widened in shock slightly, then narrowed just as quickly as he took a step forward, pulling the Buster Sword from his back.
“Leave Sephiroth, or you will know what it is to taste steel.”
Sephiroth lowered his sword slightly, taking in the golden haired warriors stance. How he loved his warrior this way, fiery and wild, bittersweet and spicy. Cloud was the only one could do this to him, set his temper on fire and set his loins on fire at the same time. Gods he loved this dance. He turned his gaze back to the red head still leaning against the wall, watching as though he were caught between fascination and fear. This had possibilities.
He lowered his sword the rest of the way, his gaze sweeping the red heads body through his cobalt suit. He turned his back on the blonde, knowing it would anger him, and loving the hell out of it.
He lay the Masamune against the brick wall and approached the red head with caution, wouldn’t do any good to spook him. Reno stared at him from a step away through his brick red bangs, and he couldn’t find any words to say. For the second time that night words had failed him. Of course it was hard to formulate words when you’ve got a silver haired god standing before you who looks like an advertisement for Wet Dreams R Us.
A pleased smile, smirk rather, adorned the sliver haired warriors soft lips for a moment as he stood there examining the red headed beauty before him.
“Did he taste good?” The question startled the red head enough that his gaze slipped to the blonde standing a few feet away. The look in the blondes eyes confused him. Shouldn’t he have seen anger, he would have expected anger. But what he saw was raw lust, his soft green eyes bright with it. Cloud was enjoying this as much as Sephiroth was. He felt a shiver go through him at the thought. God help him, he was enjoying it too.
When he looked back at the silver haired warrior before him he was a little surprised to find those same strange mako eyes staring at him from inches away. “Well?” the tall general asked softly, “Did he taste good?”
The words fell from the red heads lips before he could hold them back, “Yes…yes he did.”
Sephiroth awarded him with another smirk. He was so close he could smell the leather on the silver haired warriors body. He realized it wouldn’t take much to lean forward and taste those soft lips, and one look at Cloud told him that’s exactly what he was thinking as well. But he didn’t have to make the first move.
Soft lips covered his, a warm wet tongue dragging across his lips until he parted them, meeting the others hunger with his own.
The tall warrior groaned softly into the kiss, pressing the red head against the wall once more with the force of the kiss. He was laughing mentally because he knew how it would affect the blonde standing a few short feet from him. He pressed the full length of his body against Reno’s, letting him feel just how excited he was to be there. He felt Reno’s answering hardness press into his thigh and he let out a sigh as he broke the kiss. Oh yes, this had possibilities.
Both men froze when a soft growl echoed through the alley. They seemed to turn their heads as one to stare at the blonde, his green eyes almost shining with an inner light they were so bright. There were no words exchanged but something passed between the silver and golden haired warriors.
Reno suddenly felt like the odd man out, his throbbing length still pressed firmly into Sephiroth’s thigh. “Uh guys, I don’t mean to interrupt, but am I missing something?”
Both turned to look at him, identical looks of heat in their bright mako eyes. That one look told him all he needed to know. “I guess I’ll be on the receiving end quite a bit tonight huh?” he asked, his voice a little deeper than normal.
The silver haired warrior chuckled and the sound shivered down his spine. “Indeed you will my pet, indeed you will.”
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His cobalt suit was tossed to the floor, discarded like yesterdays news. His white formal shirt, stained crimson from the cut on his throat, soon joined it, forgotten the second it left the red heads slim body. No pretense no slowly easing into this, just jumping right in.
Their clothes had long since been discarded carelessly. The second they had closed the door both men had begun the slow process of stripping themselves down to nothing but perfect flawless skin. Gods he’d never seen such a sensual strip tease.
The stood before him now, twin hungry gazes sweeping his naked flesh like a pair of wolves eyeing a fresh piece of meat. He shivered and closed his eyes. This was too much. The worlds two biggest lust objects standing before him gloriously nude was just too much for his senses to handle. Gods help him he was already standing at attention, the hard flesh practically begging to be caressed. Of course they weren’t in much better shape.
Hands, he didn’t know whose, pushed him backwards and his knees hit the back of the bed. He opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling, two warm bodies crawling up his own. Lips captured his and he gave himself over to the heat rising through him, crushing his lips back against the others.
He felt himself being pulled further up onto the bed, one arm being drawn over his head while something warm closed over the head of his aching cock. He let out a harsh breath when the warmth suddenly engulfed him and he had to fight not to explode then and there. It was enough of a distraction that he did not notice the cool metal sliding over his wrist and the soft clicks as the handcuffs were attached to the headboard. One hand was still free and he buried it deep into golden spikes as the blonde swallowed him once more.
With his eyes closed he did not see the silver haired general reach down and pull the blonde away from his jutting erection. But he felt the loss instantly and his eyes snapped open, ready to gripe at the golden haired warrior for leaving him when he was so close. What he saw was almost enough to send him over the edge.
The silver haired warrior had Clouds back to his chest, a hand around his throat and the other stroking his warriors cock in long sure strokes. Sephiroth smirked devilishly and licked Clouds cheek, his hand tightening around the slender mans throat. “You want him badly don’t you?” he whispered softly into Clouds ear, licking the outer shell like a cat would cream.
Cloud opened his mouth to reply but could only moan and thrust his hips into the generals slender hand. Cat like mako green eyes stared at Reno through a curtain of silver hair as Sephiroth continued to stroke Cloud rhythmically, his tongue sliding along the tender flesh behind his ear.
Reno tried to sit up to reach the erotic display in front of him but he realized a little to late that cold metal bound him to the headboard. “Take these off!” he whispered hoarsely reaching up with his free hand to try and free his hand.
Sephiroth continued his torture on Cloud as he gazed at the red haired beauty before him. “I’ll take them off when you cum for me.” he whispered loud enough that the red head could hear him.
Reno’s eyes widened a touch as he realized what Sephiroth wanted him to do, it was why he was displaying his dominance over Cloud, why he was torturing them both.
Reno let his gaze fall on the golden haired warriors face. His lovers lips were parted slightly as he gasped for breath, his eyes closed as he continued to thrust desperately into the generals hand. His whole body trembled with the effort not to fight the general off of him so he could ravish the gorgeous body before him. But he, like the silver haired warrior held back, wanting in some part of him, to see his lover touch himself.
Reno settled back against the headboard, his eyes taking in the erotic display before him as his hand wrapped firmly around the base of his own cock. He hissed softly as he began stroking himself in time with Sephiroth’s movements, mirroring the generals actions.
Sephiroth looked extremely pleased and picked up the pace, his hand beginning to move a little faster on Clouds length.
“This ends when you do, pet, but only when I see you in the throws of passion.”
Reno fought not to close his eyes as he watched the silver haired warrior tighten his grip on his lovers neck. It had to be hard to breathe. But the look on Clouds face was enough. He was enjoying this as much as the other two.
With a cry, Reno emptied himself, the opalescent liquid splashing over his abs in a scolding rush. It was short lived, for he soon found himself uncuffed and laying beneath a very aroused Cloud, those mako eyes staring at him with such intense desire he almost had to look away.
“Over…stomach…now..” was all the blonde was able to say. Reno complied, rolling over onto his stomach as instructed. Something cool was pressed against the tight ring of muscles around his entrance and he forced himself to relax, if he didn’t relax this would hurt like hell. His eyes searched out the silver haired general, sitting a little apart from them as two fingers were pressed inside of him, stretching him.
“Just going to sit there?” Reno managed before another finger was added and he was forced to hold his tongue.
Sephiroth just smirked. “I’ll get my turn with you yet…but seeing as how this is the first time for the two of you I thought it would be appropriate if I stayed on the sidelines this time. I wouldn’t want to ruin your first time together.”
He opened his mouth to say something smart but the fingers had been removed and his hips were being lifted. Oh gods, this was what he had wanted for so long, so long it hurt.
The tip of Clouds cock pressed against him and that was the last of the blondes control. He pushed forward blindly, the heat of his lovers body surrounding him.
Reno growled softly when the blonde just froze, refusing to move buried so deeply within him. “Move!” he bit out when he couldn’t take it any longer.
The blonde complied willingly, pulling out then trusting back into the welcoming heat. Reno groaned and rose to all fours beneath the blonde, thrusting back against him. There was a soft growl from behind him and he suddenly found himself on his back once more, staring up into mako green eyes once more. Cloud thrust back inside of him and the red head watched his stomach muscles bunch with the effort. The blonde leaned down and captured Reno’s lips searing them with his intensity.
Cloud gave up, and began to thrust ruthlessly into the body below him. His mind and body were a whirl of sensations that had him completely lost. He leaned back from the kiss and he began to chant “I love you” with each powerful thrust of his hips. Reno began emitting mewling sounds and arched his back when Cloud thrust his hips particularly hard, hitting a spot that made the red head see white.
The blonde drove down relentlessly on that spot, drawing cries of ecstasy from the red headed warrior beneath him.
There was a shimmering moment of golden light before both men let out hoarse screams of pleasure, their bodies moving in sync with each other. Sephiroth’s own soft moan of completion could be heard as Cloud finally collapsed on top of his lover, boneless and completely spent.
Reno rolled him off of him and lay there on their sides, Clouds head finding the perfect spot on the red heads shoulder. Sephiroth curled up around Cloud, spooning the blonde from behind. There was a moment of silence then Reno laughed softly. “Next time, I get to be top”
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Okay okay, that was a pretty sucky follow up to the first chapter, I have to admit it wasn’t as good. So Review please and tell me what you think. *is expecting flames this time*
One more thing, should I add another chapter? If so what would you guys like to see? I’m running out of ideas!!