FFVII Fic: Sweet Dreams
Cloud couldn’t say whose idea it was; it just seemed to happen naturally. One moment, they were speeding along a dusty country road, the next, Cloud had pulled off to the side and was clambering around in his seat to kiss his lover hungrily. Two sets of hands roamed and tugged, pulling down zips, unfastening buttons, pushing pants down over hips with unbridled passion.
“Turn around,” Sephiroth commanded, pushing Cloud away, his hands coaxing Cloud to return to his original riding position. Sephiroth gave him a gentle tap on the thigh and commanded him to lift his ass.
“Yes, Sir.”
Doing as instructed, Cloud leaned over the handlebars of his motorcycle and lifted his backside, hissing in pleasure when two saliva-slicked fingers pushed between his ass cheeks and caressed over his entrance. Biting his lip, he dropped his head and moaned softly. There was an undeniable haste to Sephiroth’s preparation; his long, slender fingers working in and out of Cloud in next to no time, caressing, stretching, enticing.
“Sir…”
He didn’t demand. When Sephiroth was in control, nothing short of begging would get Cloud what he wanted.
“Please…”
It wasn’t enough. Sephiroth continued to tease him, wrapping one hand around Cloud’s cock as the fingers of his others pumped into him.
“Start the engine, Cloud.”
Obeying Sephiroth, Cloud’s general and lover, was, by now, an automatic response. His fingers sought out the keys and turned them, twisting the throttle to rev the engine and create the familiar vibrations that never failed to make his body respond. Perhaps that was what got him into this predicament in the first place, he mused as he allowed the engine to hum.
“You like that feeling, don’t you, Cloud?” Sephiroth’s lips were close to his ears, small gusts of warm breath sending shivers down Cloud’s spine as his lover spoke in a low, sultry tone. “It makes you hard, doesn’t it. Makes you want to…”
He didn’t finish. Sephiroth didn’t use words like ‘fuck’ or ‘screw’ and somehow, it made it all the more exciting when he carried out that very act. Instead, the statement was punctuated by a dual twist of wrists, sending Cloud into a paroxysm of lust, his hips bucking forwards to drive his cock into Sephiroth’s hand as he cried out a heartfelt plea.
“Sephiroth! Please!”
“Please what, Cloud?”
Sephiroth’s tone was lazy, almost disinterested. Whenever he used it, Cloud understood it to be the signal to be nothing other than utterly submissive and obey his General.
“Fuck me, Sir. Take me hard. Make me yours! Please, please, PLEASE!”
“As you wish, Cloud…”
Both hands left their respective positions and clamped down on Cloud’s hips, pulling him backwards and down onto Sephiroth’s cock. Cloud slid on with ease, Sephiroth’s fingers having done an exemplary job of preparing him for this moment. What he hadn’t been prepared for however, was the growled command that followed penetration.
“Drive.”
“What?”
Sharp teeth on his neck reminded Cloud of his error, and he amended his barked out question with a hasty addition.
“Sir?”
The command came again, a repetition for Cloud to drive. What Cloud wanted was for Sephiroth to move, to pull out and bury himself deep inside but he knew that wouldn’t happen until he obeyed and so, with a secret thrill that he would only admit to himself later, Cloud removed the kickstand and steered them back to that bumpy, pothole-ridden road with Sephiroth’s cock in his ass.
Safety foremost on his mind despite the highly arousing situation, Cloud kept his speed down. The rough terrain provided the stimulation he so desperately needed, bouncing him up and down on Sephiroth’s erection, causing both men to moan.
“Faster.”
It came with an added incentive; Sephiroth’s hand on Cloud’s cock, squeezing, stroking and Cloud obeyed, gunning the engine harder and sending heavy vibrations through two very receptive bodies inciting a harmony of shuddering moans. Cloud kept is eyes on the road as best he could, despite the distraction behind him, pushing into him, fucking him.
Neither man could hold out for long; danger, passion and the jarring, jolting journey combined to take them both to the very peaks of their pleasure as the world whipped by them. Sephiroth growled and pulled Cloud down with a ruthless slam, his hand jerking Cloud’s cock harder and faster.
“Come for me, Cloud, and don’t slow down.”
Conditioned to the point of absolute compliance, Cloud’s howl of climax rose above the roar of the engine as his cock spat and splattered come over the shining chrome of his motorcycle. He fought the urge to close his eyes and give himself over to the bliss and found intensified his orgasm. Behind him, he could hear the telltale groans of Sephiroth reaching his own apex, a heavy throb within him confirming his thoughts.
“Pull over, Cloud.”
Somehow, Sephiroth’s hoarse command reached Cloud’s ears and, with a nod of assent, he slowed the bike to a more manageable speed and steered towards the side of the road. When the bike came to a halt, he dropped the kickstand and panted, lips on his neck making him sigh and relax against the body behind him.
“I love you, Cloud. Never forget.”
“I won’t, Sir,” Cloud replied with a soft chuckle, turning his head to nuzzle against Sephiroth’s cheek. “I love you too.”
The end.
“Turn around,” Sephiroth commanded, pushing Cloud away, his hands coaxing Cloud to return to his original riding position. Sephiroth gave him a gentle tap on the thigh and commanded him to lift his ass.
“Yes, Sir.”
Doing as instructed, Cloud leaned over the handlebars of his motorcycle and lifted his backside, hissing in pleasure when two saliva-slicked fingers pushed between his ass cheeks and caressed over his entrance. Biting his lip, he dropped his head and moaned softly. There was an undeniable haste to Sephiroth’s preparation; his long, slender fingers working in and out of Cloud in next to no time, caressing, stretching, enticing.
“Sir…”
He didn’t demand. When Sephiroth was in control, nothing short of begging would get Cloud what he wanted.
“Please…”
It wasn’t enough. Sephiroth continued to tease him, wrapping one hand around Cloud’s cock as the fingers of his others pumped into him.
“Start the engine, Cloud.”
Obeying Sephiroth, Cloud’s general and lover, was, by now, an automatic response. His fingers sought out the keys and turned them, twisting the throttle to rev the engine and create the familiar vibrations that never failed to make his body respond. Perhaps that was what got him into this predicament in the first place, he mused as he allowed the engine to hum.
“You like that feeling, don’t you, Cloud?” Sephiroth’s lips were close to his ears, small gusts of warm breath sending shivers down Cloud’s spine as his lover spoke in a low, sultry tone. “It makes you hard, doesn’t it. Makes you want to…”
He didn’t finish. Sephiroth didn’t use words like ‘fuck’ or ‘screw’ and somehow, it made it all the more exciting when he carried out that very act. Instead, the statement was punctuated by a dual twist of wrists, sending Cloud into a paroxysm of lust, his hips bucking forwards to drive his cock into Sephiroth’s hand as he cried out a heartfelt plea.
“Sephiroth! Please!”
“Please what, Cloud?”
Sephiroth’s tone was lazy, almost disinterested. Whenever he used it, Cloud understood it to be the signal to be nothing other than utterly submissive and obey his General.
“Fuck me, Sir. Take me hard. Make me yours! Please, please, PLEASE!”
“As you wish, Cloud…”
Both hands left their respective positions and clamped down on Cloud’s hips, pulling him backwards and down onto Sephiroth’s cock. Cloud slid on with ease, Sephiroth’s fingers having done an exemplary job of preparing him for this moment. What he hadn’t been prepared for however, was the growled command that followed penetration.
“Drive.”
“What?”
Sharp teeth on his neck reminded Cloud of his error, and he amended his barked out question with a hasty addition.
“Sir?”
The command came again, a repetition for Cloud to drive. What Cloud wanted was for Sephiroth to move, to pull out and bury himself deep inside but he knew that wouldn’t happen until he obeyed and so, with a secret thrill that he would only admit to himself later, Cloud removed the kickstand and steered them back to that bumpy, pothole-ridden road with Sephiroth’s cock in his ass.
Safety foremost on his mind despite the highly arousing situation, Cloud kept his speed down. The rough terrain provided the stimulation he so desperately needed, bouncing him up and down on Sephiroth’s erection, causing both men to moan.
“Faster.”
It came with an added incentive; Sephiroth’s hand on Cloud’s cock, squeezing, stroking and Cloud obeyed, gunning the engine harder and sending heavy vibrations through two very receptive bodies inciting a harmony of shuddering moans. Cloud kept is eyes on the road as best he could, despite the distraction behind him, pushing into him, fucking him.
Neither man could hold out for long; danger, passion and the jarring, jolting journey combined to take them both to the very peaks of their pleasure as the world whipped by them. Sephiroth growled and pulled Cloud down with a ruthless slam, his hand jerking Cloud’s cock harder and faster.
“Come for me, Cloud, and don’t slow down.”
Conditioned to the point of absolute compliance, Cloud’s howl of climax rose above the roar of the engine as his cock spat and splattered come over the shining chrome of his motorcycle. He fought the urge to close his eyes and give himself over to the bliss and found intensified his orgasm. Behind him, he could hear the telltale groans of Sephiroth reaching his own apex, a heavy throb within him confirming his thoughts.
“Pull over, Cloud.”
Somehow, Sephiroth’s hoarse command reached Cloud’s ears and, with a nod of assent, he slowed the bike to a more manageable speed and steered towards the side of the road. When the bike came to a halt, he dropped the kickstand and panted, lips on his neck making him sigh and relax against the body behind him.
“I love you, Cloud. Never forget.”
“I won’t, Sir,” Cloud replied with a soft chuckle, turning his head to nuzzle against Sephiroth’s cheek. “I love you too.”
The end.