Physical Education

A/N: Right, this isn't finished...yet. :p I'll probably put the rest of it up in another chapter just to balance it out a bit, although bear in mind it's just one PWP story and there's no significant break. ^^; This is CloudxLeon in Highschool, Cloud being the older one by perhaps a year or two. This was in the Crossovers section but I changed it due to some advice. ^^;
This is my very first fan fiction, so comments and reviews are very much appreciated. Enjoy! ^^; Love, Min/Slushee x

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"'Clean out the fucking sports cupboard' my ass! What kind of detention is that?! Just give me the bloody lines. We got the worse deal, seriously..." Cloud muttered angrily, vehemently throwing a football towards the wall where it bounced and released a basket of tennis balls over the floor.
"Oh, come on, I'd prefer this over lines. And what're you doing? Now we've got even more work to do..." The younger brunet groaned, idly aiming the balls back into their box from his position on the floor as Cloud paced around the confined space.
"But what really bugs me," the blond continued, "is why we're even here! I mean, we've got better things to do after school..."
"Maybe they just don't appreciate two boys drawing penises in the boys' toilets during lunch." Leon commented sarcastically, unable to help smirking when he remembered the look on Mr. Adams' face as he walked in on them, sleeves rolled up, armed with spray paints.
"Ahh. What a gem." Cloud sighed, anger dissipating as his eyes misted over, the memory fresh in his mind. "I mean, it's -- WHOA!"

The small cupboard was cast into blackness as the power was abruptly cut. Still mid-pace, Cloud tripped over a small, round object and banged his forehead on one of the shelves, feeling the sharp sting as blood sprang to the wound; he careered straight to the floor, balls and racquets collapsing around him.
"Shit!" He cursed, loudly. A muffled groan emitted from somewhere beneath his leg; he'd pulled Leon down with him and they were both sprawled across the floor.
"My leg..." Leon moaned, struggling to pull it free, entangled rather awkwardly with the blond and somewhat enjoying it, despite his labored protestations.
"That's your leg? I thought it was something else..." Cloud teased, and received a sharp, but awkward, kick in the shin, and then there was more shuffling, Cloud vaguely making out Leon's lean figure, straddling him.
"What're you doing?" Cloud demanded, trying to push the other male off but finding his hands pinned up over his head, coming into contact with yet another wooden shelf. As he struggled, he felt a warm, wet tongue gently lick at the small, bleeding cut on his forehead, Leon tasting the sweet, metallic tang of the blood.
"Urgh! Leon!" Cloud yelled, but just as his hands were released, one reaching up to wipe off the saliva, one aimed to shove Leon's chest, the brunet had stood again and, after the sound of the jangling of keys, the door was shut and locked, trapping the two under Leon's wrath.
"You'd think the sports department would be more careful with the keys. We could chuck these down a well or something..." Leon grinned mischievously, although Cloud barely made out this expression in the darkness as he stood, trying fruitlessly to open the door.
"You idiot!" He hollered, "we need to go and --"
His words were cut off, this time because another set of lips brushed against his, and then were pressed down with more need, more want, more desire. Leon raked his fingers eagerly through the blond's hair as he pushed him against a wall.

Cloud returned the kiss for one shocked moment, his stomach knotting uncomfortably, drawing a line to his suddenly throbbing cock, but he regained composure and pushed Leon off bodily, the other falling to the floor in unexpected surprise.
"What the fuck?" Cloud wanted to know, kneeling down too and finding his way through the darkness to pin Leon down. "What the fuck was that?"
Leon's face blushed a deep crimson, and he thanked the school's crap electrical system; the last thing he wanted Cloud to see was the humiliation on his face.
"I...I just..."
"Thought you'd get the upper hand? I don't think so..." Cloud growled huskily, a sudden desire for the younger male kicking in. He didn't know where it came from, but the insistent throbbing from only a kiss told him that he'd been wanting this for a long time, longer than he dared to imagine. His dominance reared as he planted kisses blindly on skin, a sexy groan escaping Leon's lips when he found the hollow of the neck, the smooth curve of the collar bone, and sucked ferociously. The muffled groans made Cloud so damned hard that he could've jumped the other right there and then, but it wasn't enough...he needed Leon to scream out his name, to moan for him, to sob and cry his name out in ecstatic joy when he came...
Oh, he'd thought about this before. Private episodes in the shower, hand pumping cock vigorously as he breathed the brunet's name over and over, the evidence of his desire washing down the drainpipe as well as any frenzied thoughts as he collapsed underneath the cool spray of the shower, dismissing Leon's face from his mind, denying his pained cries of the younger boy's name when he came, denying the mind blowing orgasms he experienced when he imagined his own well endowed member thrusting in Leon's ass.

Leon himself was beside himself, his growing erection begging to be released from the confines of his school trousers. He didn't mind being at the bottom, being the victim of Cloud's torturous nips and bites and sucks; he'd always imagined it that way, to be honest...and now it was happening. He couldn't resist kissing the blond and now he reaped the benefits as Cloud toyed with his shirt buttons, grinding them against his nipples, tweaking them into peaked nubs before the blond ripped the shirt off, those buttons flying in every direction.
"Oh...ahnnn, Cloud...my shirt..." Leon gasped as Cloud lapped his tongue across one teased nipple, sucking and then drawing a line with his saliva down, down to the bulge of Leon's trousers, where he kissed the trapped erection, the other helplessly thrusting his hips forward as the air cooled the wet on his body and left him shuddering.

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