Little Paradise

Disclaimer: I don’t own FFVII nor any of it’s characters/places/items. I do own this here plot through.

ZombieDuke’s Comments: I had the urge to write a pure PWP and this came to me. Think of it as an interlude to before ‘The Lab’, which I still have yet to write and probably will begin in the next few days. It’s set maybe a week to two after Night of the Scarecrow.

Warning: NC-17, man on man on man love! If your going to flame me, be prepared for I WILL post your flame in one of my next updates and trust me, the results won’t be pretty.

Reviews! Send ‘em! They really are a key part in my writing!

Geostigma: I don’t know but whoever doesn’t should get their head (or heads) checked!

aerie: After reading your review I could help but grinning at it! Thanks!

lauren: I’ll try, but I can’t promise much!

vivilover69: I’m glad you liked it!

garnett: After reading your review, I actually went back and re-read what I had written. I had never really seen Cloud as having power over Sephiroth and Zack and the reason he is so submissive and into pain is because, actually, I’ll explain that in ‘The Lab’, which follows this. Now I know how I’m going to start! Thanks!


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Little Paradise
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It was near dawn by the time Cloud left Sephiroth’s residence, the older man had fucked him all throughout the night and Cloud was exhausted. He stumbled out of the apartment complex, rubbing his eyes at the dawning brightness and into the waiting cab he had called before dressing.

“First Class Soldiers Quarters,” Cloud muttered, eyes drooping as the cabby drove them through the slowly awakening city. He leaned his head against the window; his eyes closing at the quietness of the cab and felt himself begin to drift away. It wouldn’t take them long to get to the apartment he and Zack lived in, after all, Zack was First Class and that meant he got one of the better apartments. Not a room with six other people, Cloud shivered at that thought, his eyes opening to watch the passing landscape. He remembered his first few months in those cramp rooms, one tiny window with no bathroom. It was an almost paradise when Zack had taken him under his wing, saying that he had potential and, secretary, when nobody was looking, that he was just too sweet for words.

He felt the cab slow until finally stopping, paying the man, Cloud climbed out of the cab and limped his way into the apartment complex, holding back a wince as he walked to the elevators. He usually tried to buy time by going up the steps, but after last night… Cloud shook himself as he walked into the elevator. He rested himself against the wall, watching the floors climb higher and higher before it finally stopped, and with a small bell sound, the door opened. He limped out and into the empty hallway before standing in front his (although technically it was Zack’s) apartment and fished out his apartment key. With a sigh he unlocked the door and opened it, stepping through the doorway and quietly shutting it behind him, locking the door once more.

The apartment was oddly quiet. Odd being the word because the light in the living room was off and, as Cloud crept further into the apartment, he couldn’t hear any sounds from the bedroom. Usually Zack was up around this time, looking over papers or fucking him. Cloud blushed at that thought as he headed towards the bedroom, blinking in surprise at the closed door. Zack never closed the bedroom door. He felt a shiver go down his spine, as he slowly opened the door, cautiously watching the bed. There was hardly any light in the bedroom as Cloud stepped through the door, making sure it shut behind him. The room was so quiet and dark that Cloud thought for a moment he had gone blind, but squinting his eyes he caught the faint outline of the window and from there he thought he saw a lump on the bed.

Cloud managed to stumble into the bathroom, not knocking anything over, for which he was grateful and closed the bathroom door. He flicked on the light and immediately wished he hadn’t as he squeezed his eyes shut. He stood there and patiently waited for the dots that speckled his vision to diminish and slowly opened his eyes. Cloud leaned back against the door, his vision returning to normal and breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like Zack was wasted on the bed and frowned at that thought as he pulled his shirt over his blonde locks and dropping it to the floor, quickly followed by his pants and socks. Cloud wasn’t sure where his underwear went and realised they were probably still at Sephiroth’s. Speaking of Sephiroth, Cloud groaned, stepping into the bathtub and flipping on the shower, shivering at the blast of cold he got. The man had just came back from a mission from god knows where and was covered with some weird goo which Cloud could only conclude as monster blood and mako combined. He must’ve seen Cloud walking home, because he had dragged the poor blonde into his car, driven him home and promptly fucked his body until he ended up on his back with his legs over Sephiroth’s shoulders, begging the man to finish.

The blonde shivered at that thought as the now hot water poured on him. He picked up the soap and scrubbing at the come that covered his stomach, wincing as he felt his muscles screamed at him to go rest. He ignored his body and turned round, relaxing at the pulse of water that danced across his back and soaped up his fingers. With one hand on the wall, he ran his soapy fingers across his hip where bruises of a hand were seen and back still until dipping into the cleft of his ass. He whimpered then, resting his head on the wall in front as he pushed first one finger then two into his sore ass. Cloud moaned, closing his eyes as he twisted his fingers inside of himself, panting at the sensations. Maybe that was why he let loose a scream when he felt a firm hand grip his wrist, pulling his finger’s out of his body. His eyes opened and tried to turn around. The lights were off. Which meant someone had to have turned them off. Cloud moaned as he felt fingers bigger then his own slid into his well-used ass, stretching him. Not that he needed the stretching, mind you.

“Zack?” Cloud whispered hopefully, standing on his tiptoes as he felt those thick fingers start to rub his prostate making him moan and mew, closing his eyes once more.

“Who fucked you?” It was harsh and possessive and Cloud felt his knees go weak. Unfortunately, Zack’s fingers rubbed harder on his prostate making the blonde see stars, which made him ended up leaning against the shower wall, his free hand holding himself steady.

“Sephiroth!” Cloud cried, bucking his hips back against the fingers rubbing him. He was going to come just from being rubbed and whimpered at that. He nearly collapsed as those firm fingers left his body and moaned at the loss as Zack stepped out of the shower, shutting it off and tossing Cloud a towel for the blonde to dry himself with.

“Get out here sweetie, we need to talk.” And with that, Zack left the bathroom but not before turning the lights on for the poor blonde.

Cloud whimpered, sinking to the tub and holding the towel to his face. He was hard, oh so hard and was aching with need. With whatever will power he had within, Cloud stood up and quickly dried himself off, ignoring his throbbing cock and bit his lip as he grabbed the cotton robe, whimpering as the soft fabric rubbed against his erection. He walked out of the bathroom, sore, exhausted and now thanks to Zack, hard and slippery from where Zack had fingered him.

He walked through the bedroom and was surprised when he entered the living room, Zack had only lit three candles and they were placed on the small coffee table, giving just enough light to see. Cloud hesitantly walked over to the couch where Zack sat in boxers, leaned over so his face rested in his hands, and his elbows resting on his knees, his face hidden from Cloud’s view. He sat beside the older soldier, tugging the cotton robe back into place so it hid his cock. He didn’t say anything or open his mouth. When Zack said they needed to talk, Cloud listened. But Zack didn’t say anything, he just tugged the towel off of his face and tossed it to the floor and turned to face Cloud.

Cloud stared at Zack, his mouth opened but no words came out and he reached out with a shaking to touch Zack’s face, flinching back when Zack grabbed his wrist. They stayed like that, Cloud staring and Zack staring back.

“Your eyes…” The blonde whispered, watching as something darker crept into Zack’s eyes, making him tremble and try to pull away.

“Yeah,” Zack said, watching the robe slide open, revealing a tender, but bruised pink nipple. “My eyes,” he said and leaned over, flicking his tongue against the tight bud, grinning as Cloud whimpered. While keeping hold of Cloud’s wrist, Zack used his other hand to finish opening the robe, pulling it away and smiled as Cloud shifted nervously under his gaze.

“Wh-what did you want to talk a-ah!”

Cloud panted, bucking into Zack’s firm grip around his cock and moaned, leaning into the arms of the brunette. What he didn’t expect though, was that Zack tossed his robe onto the floor and changed their positions so that Cloud ended up facing the floor, his hands struggling to hold himself up, blushing darkly as Zack’s hands gently rubbed his back upper then lower back.

“Z-Z-Zack,” Cloud stuttered, eyes going wide as he felt the older soldier’s hand gently rub his bottom cheek. “Y-Y-your not s-serious-AHHH!” the last part ended as a shriek as Zack firmly smacked Cloud’s ass, gently rubbing the bright handprint until it disappeared once more.

“First of all,” Smack.

“Please!”

“I am serious.” Smack.

“Noooo! Stop!”

“Second,” smack, smack.

“OW!”

“You will tell me if you’re going off somewhere to get fucked.” Smack, smack, smack, smack.

“It hurts! PLEASE!”

“And finally,” harder now, Zack could feel his hand starting to tingle and kept on, ignoring Cloud’s broken cries.

“Hurts, hurts, hurts, HURTS!”

“Never, ever,” smack.

“ZACK!”

“Touch yourself without my consent!” the last smack on Cloud’s cherry red ass sent the poor blonde over, sobbing and clinging to the floor. Zack sighed then, gently rubbing his now numb hand over Cloud’s heated ass, trying to give the young cadet some respite. He shifted the still bent over blonde and paused. Cloud was hard, more like dripping wet would be the term. He looked down at the blonde, watching as his young body shook from the mixture of emotions that the poor blonde must be experiencing. Zack was about to pick the blonde up and carry him to bed when the sound of knocking made him turn his head towards the door. Only one person he knew of would be knocking this early…

“Come in!”

Cloud froze, tears rolling down his burning face and tried to struggle off of Zack’s lap, he was so tired, not just physically anymore, emotionally too, thanks to Zack. He held his breath, squeezing his eyes tightly and whimpering as he felt the older soldier gently rub his back in such a way that Cloud pressed his throbbing cock against the brunette’s thigh.

“Zack? You awake? I was wondering if you had seen…”

“Who?” Zack raised an eyebrow, watching the way Sephiroth’s gaze devoured the young blonde spread across his legs and gently ran his between the cleft of Cloud’s ass, making the whimpering blonde jerk away from his hand. “Cloud? We were just discussing some things, weren’t we?” Zack asked, sliding a long finger into Cloud, holding back a smirk as Cloud hissed and bucked back onto the invading digit.

“I see,” Sephiroth murmured, sitting beside Zack and with a glance towards the brunette and a nod, gently ran his chilled hand over Cloud’s ass, eyes gleaming as the blonde cried from the stinging cold. “You know,” Sephiroth begun, looking at Zack and taking note of the glowing mako blue eyes. “He didn’t salute a commanding officer,”

The cadet shivered as he listened to the two soldiers talk. This was going from bad to worse and Cloud wasn’t sure if he would be able to walk for the next few days. Dimly, he thought he heard something about saluting.

“You know Seph,” Zack said, a wicked grin appearing on his face. “You’re right, he didn’t salute an commanding officer. But,” he paused, the two of them watching as Cloud started to try and wiggle away from his firm grasp. “He can make up for that, isn’t that right, Cloud?” Zack asked, releasing his hold on Cloud and watching as Cloud fell to the floor before scrambling to his knees and turning towards the two men, covering his cock with his hands.

Tears still ran down Cloud’s face, humiliation at what Zack had just done and the fact that Sephiroth had seen him in that position made him want to curl up and die. He wetted his lips, looking between the two men and bowed his head, slowly standing on shaky feet.

Zack leaned back on the couch and watched as Cloud’s gaze kept darting to Sephiroth’s then to the floor before flickering up to meet his. He looked over at the silver haired man and the two exchanged glances. Sephiroth shifted to the side of the couch, as did Zack and a small space appeared between the two, big enough for a third to sit down and Cloud trembled.

“Sit down.”

A command from Zack and Cloud risked a glance at Sephiroth before he moved foreword timidly and turned, sitting down in the small niche. He hissed then, his throbbing ass coming in contact with the sofa and gasped as his hands were torn away from either side of him, Sephiroth holding his left wrist and Zack holding his right. The blonde moaned, attacked from both sides as Sephiroth leaned foreword and nipped him on his shoulder and Zack licking the soft inner skin of his elbow.

“What should you do, hmm?” Sephiroth whispered into Cloud’s ear, biting it non-to tenderly.

“Touch yourself,” from his right and Cloud squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his legs being lifted and spread, he bit his lip to stifle the cry as his ass was moved against the couch and opened his eyes, gasping as he realised what had happened.

Cloud’s legs were spread wide apart, one leg resting on Sephiroth’s and the other on Zack’s. In this position, Cloud could feel the throbbing of where Zack had spanked him and also the ache of where Sephiroth had fucked him not long ago. His wrists were released and placed on his lap.

Cloud didn’t waste any time.

As soon as his hands were released, he instantly started to stroke himself, moaning as he pumped into his hand. He nearly forgot the two men on either side of him but quickly realised they were still there as Sephiroth reached over and pinched his nipples, watching his hands work on his throbbing cock.

“You like this, huh?”

Cloud quickly glanced at Zack on his right, panting and bucking into his now sloppy hands as he felt his climax approaching.

“Being spread wide open for all to see,” Sephiroth murmured into his ear, lightly twisting the blonde’s nipple and smiling as Cloud cried out, trying to twist away from his grip and only succeeding in having Sephiroth pinch harder.

“So Cloud,” Zack chuckled, watching Cloud try and twist away from the General. “How does it feel to know you’re jerking yourself off in front of us, such a terrible sin isn’t it?”

Cloud couldn’t respond. His eyes had squeezed shut and he arched, mouth opening and closing in soundless moans as he gripped his cock as hard as he could. His body shook and he panted raggedly as he felt cum, his own cum, cover his chest and finally he flopped back on the couch, his hips raising with the after shocks, mewling as Sephiroth continued to pinch his nipples with almost laziness.

“N-no more,” Cloud whimpered, raising his hand to push Sephiroth’s hand away weakly and moved to stand on shaky legs. He let out a shaky breath as Zack racked his nails down his back and stumbled away from the couch, limping and whimpering as he headed to the bedroom.

Zack and Sephiroth watched him leave before they turned to one another. The silver haired man raised a fine eyebrow as he took in the smouldering gaze of the brunette. “I take it you had your mako treatments today?”

Zack didn’t say anything for a few minuets and the two stared at one another before Zack chuckled and shook his head. “Yeah, through for a few hours there I felt like killing Hojo and a few lab rats.”

The General grinned and stood, stretching. “I’ll see you later Zack,” and with that, Sephiroth left the apartment but not before pulling out a pair of boxers with chocobo’s covering it, from his jacket pocket and tossed it to the brunette, leaving Zack to stay seated on couch clad only in his boxers.

Zack stood then, holding on to the boxers Sephiroth had tossed to him. He blew out the candles and headed for the bedroom. He kicked off his boxers, dropping Clouds besides his, and pulled back the beds covers slipping into the soft bed and gently dragged the exhausted blonde into his arms, gently kissing his shoulder and falling into an uneasy sleep.

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Been thinking of writing a Zack and Aeris story. It too will probably be extremely PWP and be true to Zack’s sadistic nature. What do you think?