Conversations on the Phone
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
832
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Conversations on the Phone
Disclaimer: I don’t FFVII or any of its characters/items/locations, it all belongs to SquareSoft/SquareEnix, I do however, own this here plot.
Comments: Wow! Two stories in a week! I’m amazed! No, I’m fucking amazed!
I like this story, I’ve been trying to figure the first sentence out for a while and it finally came to me! Cheers! I’ve been informed that Cloud is acting OOC. Well, this takes place years before the FFVII, when Cloud is still a cadet with Shinra and as such, this is how I honestly see him when he was younger.
Warnings: NC-17, solo, some dirty language, PWP.
Reviewing: Is actually what prompted me to write this in the first place.
Many thanks to Riyoko, anonymous, YoukaiObessed and unknown. Lots and lots of thanks to those of you who have reviewed in the past but aren’t mentioned above, you guys are the greatest.
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Conversations on the Phone
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The sound of ringing was what made Cloud awaken and rub his sleepy blue eyes. It was still dark outside, even with the lights of Midgar still running before the early dawn. The blonde whimpered as the sound continued and finally gave up, crawling over Zack, ignoring the groans from the older soldier and wander into the living room, yelping as he banged his leg into the coffee table and flopped onto the couch, plunking the phone from it’s cradle.
“Hermm?”
Silence on the other end and Cloud nearly fell asleep, lying back on the couch, his eyes drifting shut.
“Did I wake you?”
When the brain cells that were still aware of the world of the living connected, Cloud blankly stared at the ceiling, desperately attempting to connect the voice, knowing it was different but oh so familiar.
“Cloud?”
“Sssephiroth?” Cloud slurred, his eyes rapidly blinking, trying to stay awake and failing miserably.
“Were you asleep?”
Cloud turned on his side, dragging the blanket that hung over the back of the couch around him, snuggling into its warmth. “Hm hmm,”
Another chuckle and Cloud closed his eyes, keeping the phone close to his ear. “As cliché as it sounds, what’re you wearing?”
The rumble of the man’s voice made a small pool of heat curl in the blonde’s stomach, making the youth squirm under the cover. “Nuthin,” the end cut off as Cloud yawned. The voice on the other end seemed to pause and Cloud shifted his hips, sighing at the sensation of the couches soft fabric against his skin.
“Anything else?”
Powder-blue eyes opened and Cloud stared at the coffee table, squirming under the cover’s warmth. “J-just a blanket…”
“Push it down,”
Cloud swallowed and turned on his back, blinking at the darkness. “Sephiroth?”
“Push it down.”
Firmer this time and Cloud paused, licking his lips before pushing the blanket down.
“Where is it?”
“Past my chest,” Cloud whispered, aware of the fact that Zack was asleep in the other room and didn’t want to wake the brunette.
Huskier this time and Cloud melted as he listened to the quickened breath. “Good, push it all the way off.” The blonde shivered and did as he was told, pushing it down until he was able to kick the blanket off of him and lay on the couch, exposed to the world.
“Close your eyes,”
The blonde hesitated at first and let loose a shuddering breath as his eyes closed, his body feeling both warm and cold. The voice on the other end didn’t sound much better and Cloud whimpered as he thought he heard the sound of clothing rustling.
“Are your eyes closed?”
“Y-yeah,” Shaky, unsure.
“Touch yourself,”
Cloud’s eyes opened wide and he sat up, heat tightening in his belly. “W-what? Sephiroth?”
“Lay back, close your eyes and touch yourself.”
No room for argument and Cloud panted, laying back once more, suddenly at loss as to what to do. “O-okay,”
The sound of heavy breathing in his ear and Cloud’s hand gently cupped his throat, squeezing it just the slightest, before raking his fingers down his neck, gasping at the touch.
“What are you doing?” The youth shivered and let his fingers slide down his throat to splay across his chest, moving to circle a tightening bud.
“Touching myself,” Cloud gasped, plucking sweetly at his nipple. Groan’s on the other end and Cloud smiled, licking his lips.
“Tell me what you’re doing,”
“Uh uh,” Cloud cooed, spreading his legs as his hand slid to his other nub, giving the same treatment to it as well, raising his hips as he pulled and twisted his nipple.
“Cloud,” Growling, a firm warning and the blonde moaned, head tilting back as he raised his hips, bucking into the nothingness of the nights cool air.
“I’m touching my stomach,” Cloud breathed, his hand sliding down to gently rub his tight belly.
“How?” Panting in the blonde’s ear.
“Gently,” The young cadet moaned and hummed as he dragged his nails across his stomach, his fingers drifting down to rub his narrow hips.
“You’ve left your stomach, haven’t you?” Almost accusing but panting all the same.
Cloud moaned, letting out a soft cry as he grasped his weeping cock, his hips raising into his tightening grip.
“You’re fucking stroking yourself aren’t you?!” Vicious, cruel and Cloud mewled, bucking his hips, clear white fluid covering his fingers.
“Y-yes!”
“Little slut,” The voice on the other end cooed and the blonde’s body started to shake, hips aching almost painfully off the couch.
“Go-gonna gonna cum!” Cloud wailed and bit down on his bottom lip the last second, trying to hold back the cry as his hips bucked, moans spilling from his throat as his climax crashed into him, leaving him shaking on the couch, his hand and stomach sticky with cum.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the blonde’s breathing calmed down and he nuzzled into the couch, mind dizzy and body tired. Perhaps what roused him was the sound of the phone angrily beeping because the person on the other end had hung up. Cloud tiredly gazed at the phone and placed it back on the receiver, his body achy but soothed. Sighing, the youth crawled off of the couch and stumbled into the bedroom, grabbing a nearby towel, he wiped the cum off his fingers and belly as best as he could before climbing into bed, his body exhausted beyond means.
The bathroom door opened and Zack rubbed his eyes, glancing at the youth on the bed and headed towards the living room. He had awoken; discovering Cloud wasn’t in bed, but instead getting himself off in the living room. He hadn’t gone to the blonde, instead he only watched and found himself with a rock hard erection that just wouldn’t go away. After Cloud had finished, Zack disappeared into the bathroom to ‘take care of business’ and waited until the poor blonde was passed out in bed. Zack had heard Cloud call out Sephiroth’s name and picked up the phone, dialling the silver haired man.
The sound of ringing until finally a growling voice on the other end answered with a curt growl.
Zack, despite the hour, despite the fact that he was tired, grinned. “How’s the paper work?”
A pause on the other end and the growling voice softened. “Zack, do you know how fucking early it is?”
The soldier ignored the question. “Did you just phone Cloud?”
“No, not unless he can read minds that is. Why?”
Zack’s sighed. “Never mind Seph. I’ll tell you in the morning.”
“Fine, good morning Zack.” The other end hung up and Zack put the phone back down, heading towards the bedroom. Who could’ve called Cloud? The brunette wondered, climbing into bed and dragging the ‘dead to this world’ blonde into his arms, frowning.
Meanwhile, in an area of Midgar where people kept their secrets, their lives hidden, a panting red head climbed into the shower, intending to wash himself off before heading back to bed for a quick nap before work started.
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End.
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Comments: Wow! Two stories in a week! I’m amazed! No, I’m fucking amazed!
I like this story, I’ve been trying to figure the first sentence out for a while and it finally came to me! Cheers! I’ve been informed that Cloud is acting OOC. Well, this takes place years before the FFVII, when Cloud is still a cadet with Shinra and as such, this is how I honestly see him when he was younger.
Warnings: NC-17, solo, some dirty language, PWP.
Reviewing: Is actually what prompted me to write this in the first place.
Many thanks to Riyoko, anonymous, YoukaiObessed and unknown. Lots and lots of thanks to those of you who have reviewed in the past but aren’t mentioned above, you guys are the greatest.
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Conversations on the Phone
~~~~~
The sound of ringing was what made Cloud awaken and rub his sleepy blue eyes. It was still dark outside, even with the lights of Midgar still running before the early dawn. The blonde whimpered as the sound continued and finally gave up, crawling over Zack, ignoring the groans from the older soldier and wander into the living room, yelping as he banged his leg into the coffee table and flopped onto the couch, plunking the phone from it’s cradle.
“Hermm?”
Silence on the other end and Cloud nearly fell asleep, lying back on the couch, his eyes drifting shut.
“Did I wake you?”
When the brain cells that were still aware of the world of the living connected, Cloud blankly stared at the ceiling, desperately attempting to connect the voice, knowing it was different but oh so familiar.
“Cloud?”
“Sssephiroth?” Cloud slurred, his eyes rapidly blinking, trying to stay awake and failing miserably.
“Were you asleep?”
Cloud turned on his side, dragging the blanket that hung over the back of the couch around him, snuggling into its warmth. “Hm hmm,”
Another chuckle and Cloud closed his eyes, keeping the phone close to his ear. “As cliché as it sounds, what’re you wearing?”
The rumble of the man’s voice made a small pool of heat curl in the blonde’s stomach, making the youth squirm under the cover. “Nuthin,” the end cut off as Cloud yawned. The voice on the other end seemed to pause and Cloud shifted his hips, sighing at the sensation of the couches soft fabric against his skin.
“Anything else?”
Powder-blue eyes opened and Cloud stared at the coffee table, squirming under the cover’s warmth. “J-just a blanket…”
“Push it down,”
Cloud swallowed and turned on his back, blinking at the darkness. “Sephiroth?”
“Push it down.”
Firmer this time and Cloud paused, licking his lips before pushing the blanket down.
“Where is it?”
“Past my chest,” Cloud whispered, aware of the fact that Zack was asleep in the other room and didn’t want to wake the brunette.
Huskier this time and Cloud melted as he listened to the quickened breath. “Good, push it all the way off.” The blonde shivered and did as he was told, pushing it down until he was able to kick the blanket off of him and lay on the couch, exposed to the world.
“Close your eyes,”
The blonde hesitated at first and let loose a shuddering breath as his eyes closed, his body feeling both warm and cold. The voice on the other end didn’t sound much better and Cloud whimpered as he thought he heard the sound of clothing rustling.
“Are your eyes closed?”
“Y-yeah,” Shaky, unsure.
“Touch yourself,”
Cloud’s eyes opened wide and he sat up, heat tightening in his belly. “W-what? Sephiroth?”
“Lay back, close your eyes and touch yourself.”
No room for argument and Cloud panted, laying back once more, suddenly at loss as to what to do. “O-okay,”
The sound of heavy breathing in his ear and Cloud’s hand gently cupped his throat, squeezing it just the slightest, before raking his fingers down his neck, gasping at the touch.
“What are you doing?” The youth shivered and let his fingers slide down his throat to splay across his chest, moving to circle a tightening bud.
“Touching myself,” Cloud gasped, plucking sweetly at his nipple. Groan’s on the other end and Cloud smiled, licking his lips.
“Tell me what you’re doing,”
“Uh uh,” Cloud cooed, spreading his legs as his hand slid to his other nub, giving the same treatment to it as well, raising his hips as he pulled and twisted his nipple.
“Cloud,” Growling, a firm warning and the blonde moaned, head tilting back as he raised his hips, bucking into the nothingness of the nights cool air.
“I’m touching my stomach,” Cloud breathed, his hand sliding down to gently rub his tight belly.
“How?” Panting in the blonde’s ear.
“Gently,” The young cadet moaned and hummed as he dragged his nails across his stomach, his fingers drifting down to rub his narrow hips.
“You’ve left your stomach, haven’t you?” Almost accusing but panting all the same.
Cloud moaned, letting out a soft cry as he grasped his weeping cock, his hips raising into his tightening grip.
“You’re fucking stroking yourself aren’t you?!” Vicious, cruel and Cloud mewled, bucking his hips, clear white fluid covering his fingers.
“Y-yes!”
“Little slut,” The voice on the other end cooed and the blonde’s body started to shake, hips aching almost painfully off the couch.
“Go-gonna gonna cum!” Cloud wailed and bit down on his bottom lip the last second, trying to hold back the cry as his hips bucked, moans spilling from his throat as his climax crashed into him, leaving him shaking on the couch, his hand and stomach sticky with cum.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the blonde’s breathing calmed down and he nuzzled into the couch, mind dizzy and body tired. Perhaps what roused him was the sound of the phone angrily beeping because the person on the other end had hung up. Cloud tiredly gazed at the phone and placed it back on the receiver, his body achy but soothed. Sighing, the youth crawled off of the couch and stumbled into the bedroom, grabbing a nearby towel, he wiped the cum off his fingers and belly as best as he could before climbing into bed, his body exhausted beyond means.
The bathroom door opened and Zack rubbed his eyes, glancing at the youth on the bed and headed towards the living room. He had awoken; discovering Cloud wasn’t in bed, but instead getting himself off in the living room. He hadn’t gone to the blonde, instead he only watched and found himself with a rock hard erection that just wouldn’t go away. After Cloud had finished, Zack disappeared into the bathroom to ‘take care of business’ and waited until the poor blonde was passed out in bed. Zack had heard Cloud call out Sephiroth’s name and picked up the phone, dialling the silver haired man.
The sound of ringing until finally a growling voice on the other end answered with a curt growl.
Zack, despite the hour, despite the fact that he was tired, grinned. “How’s the paper work?”
A pause on the other end and the growling voice softened. “Zack, do you know how fucking early it is?”
The soldier ignored the question. “Did you just phone Cloud?”
“No, not unless he can read minds that is. Why?”
Zack’s sighed. “Never mind Seph. I’ll tell you in the morning.”
“Fine, good morning Zack.” The other end hung up and Zack put the phone back down, heading towards the bedroom. Who could’ve called Cloud? The brunette wondered, climbing into bed and dragging the ‘dead to this world’ blonde into his arms, frowning.
Meanwhile, in an area of Midgar where people kept their secrets, their lives hidden, a panting red head climbed into the shower, intending to wash himself off before heading back to bed for a quick nap before work started.
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End.
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