Another Springkink meme entry
Title: One Winged Lover
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core
Pairing: Zack/Cloud
Prompt: Wingfic
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: very slight Crisis Core spoiler.
Disclaimer: All FFVII characters created and owned by Square Enix
A/N: Yep, still taking on kinkmeme requests. They're are very addictive and fun to write!
"Hey." Zack stood leaning against Cloud's open doorway with a sheepish, hopeful grin on his face.
Cloud just stared at first, but not at Zack's face. His eyes were drawn to the enormous, pure white wing that trembled and rustled faintly behind his right shoulder. He got up from where he had been reclined on his bunk with a training manual and walked with slow, hesitant steps towards his best friend and lover. The lack of fear or revulsion in his eyes made Zack relax , and he stepped further into the room to close the door behind himself.
"It was...that last dose I received before everything went to hell," Zack explained softly. "I was just working out when my shoulders and back started to itch and sting. I started swinging my arms to work out the kinks when it just popped from nowhere."
"Did it hurt?" Cloud asked with eyes round with concern. "Does it still?"
"Yeah," Zack admitted. "But just a little now. It mostly just feels...weird. I feel lopsided."
Cloud reached out a hand and let it hover a mere breath from the snowy pinion.
"Can I?"
"Sure," Zack answered, simply grateful that Cloud, and he really should have known better, hadn't shut the door in his face and run screaming from what he'd become.
Cloud trailed wondering fingers over the smooth, soft feathers and was surprised to see Zack shiver and his eyes half close in pleasure.
"You can really feel that?" he asked.
"Yeah. It's...ah! really sensitive."
Cloud became bolder with every soft, pleased noise that Zack made and slowly circled around to his back. He buried his face in the feathers, causing Zack to gasp aloud, and breathed in deeply. It...smelled just like Zack. The wing truly was a part of Zack. Cloud murmured the thought as he continued to rub his cheeks into the softness and smoothed the longer pinions between his fingers. He seemed not to realize he was speaking aloud and mumbled something about how good the feather would feel against his skin; cool, soft, ticklish.
Zack reached behind himself, pulled Cloud around to press against his chest and curved the wing around his back. Cloud arched into him, pressing their hardening erections together, and moaned at the feel of hundreds of literally feathery touches along his neck, cheeks and bare arms. Zack covered his lips to drink in the soft, needy cries.
Cloud pulled away just enough to gasp, "Bed, now."
He was right. The touch of all those feathers, Zack's feathers, felt fantastic on his nude body...especially with Zack thrusting into him from behind with the wing curved around his front and brushing his cock with each thrust.
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core
Pairing: Zack/Cloud
Prompt: Wingfic
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: very slight Crisis Core spoiler.
Disclaimer: All FFVII characters created and owned by Square Enix
A/N: Yep, still taking on kinkmeme requests. They're are very addictive and fun to write!
"Hey." Zack stood leaning against Cloud's open doorway with a sheepish, hopeful grin on his face.
Cloud just stared at first, but not at Zack's face. His eyes were drawn to the enormous, pure white wing that trembled and rustled faintly behind his right shoulder. He got up from where he had been reclined on his bunk with a training manual and walked with slow, hesitant steps towards his best friend and lover. The lack of fear or revulsion in his eyes made Zack relax , and he stepped further into the room to close the door behind himself.
"It was...that last dose I received before everything went to hell," Zack explained softly. "I was just working out when my shoulders and back started to itch and sting. I started swinging my arms to work out the kinks when it just popped from nowhere."
"Did it hurt?" Cloud asked with eyes round with concern. "Does it still?"
"Yeah," Zack admitted. "But just a little now. It mostly just feels...weird. I feel lopsided."
Cloud reached out a hand and let it hover a mere breath from the snowy pinion.
"Can I?"
"Sure," Zack answered, simply grateful that Cloud, and he really should have known better, hadn't shut the door in his face and run screaming from what he'd become.
Cloud trailed wondering fingers over the smooth, soft feathers and was surprised to see Zack shiver and his eyes half close in pleasure.
"You can really feel that?" he asked.
"Yeah. It's...ah! really sensitive."
Cloud became bolder with every soft, pleased noise that Zack made and slowly circled around to his back. He buried his face in the feathers, causing Zack to gasp aloud, and breathed in deeply. It...smelled just like Zack. The wing truly was a part of Zack. Cloud murmured the thought as he continued to rub his cheeks into the softness and smoothed the longer pinions between his fingers. He seemed not to realize he was speaking aloud and mumbled something about how good the feather would feel against his skin; cool, soft, ticklish.
Zack reached behind himself, pulled Cloud around to press against his chest and curved the wing around his back. Cloud arched into him, pressing their hardening erections together, and moaned at the feel of hundreds of literally feathery touches along his neck, cheeks and bare arms. Zack covered his lips to drink in the soft, needy cries.
Cloud pulled away just enough to gasp, "Bed, now."
He was right. The touch of all those feathers, Zack's feathers, felt fantastic on his nude body...especially with Zack thrusting into him from behind with the wing curved around his front and brushing his cock with each thrust.