OOC: Log Post - Matt and Cloud

[onlypartlysunny]

Who: Cloud and Matt
What: Matt comes to visit Cloud!
Where: Cloud's church
When: Friday, November 30th
Why: Because we wanted to :3
Also: No witnesses other than Kadaj who was watching from the roof. Rated M.

Unfinished! Do not leave OOC comments in the post, we are finishing the log in the comments.



Matt pulled up to the old church slowly, letting his car purr as he studied it from inside. This was it. This was really the church from the game and from AC. He felt a grin spread across his face. This was too cool. He hardly remembered to tug his car into reverse before killing the engine and yanking out the keys, the curling around his seat to grab the large bags of snacks he'd brought from out of the back. He was going to hang out with Cloud fucking Strife in the church with flowers. Wicked awesome.

The sound of a familiar engine out front caused Cloud to relax. Matt had got here safely by the sound of it. Stitch was still with Tifa and the kids, and had been since he'd dropped him off the other night before Kadaj came over. Stitch would have merely been in the way had he been there then, and it was nice to not have to worry about sharing Matt with Stitch.

Setting aside his laptop, Cloud stood up and headed to the door, holding it open bodily. "Hey."

Matt grinned and ignored the light flush on his cheeks at the knowledge that he was actually friends with Cloud fucking Strife as he locked up his car and sauntered over, the bag heavy in his hands. He liked snacks and it seemed like Cloud did too, so he figured whatever they didn't eat, if they didn't eat anything, he could take back home with him for later.

"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! Have you been waiting long? I hope not. It was kind of hard to find this place. You wouldn't think so, considering how many times I went to it before, but then I was walking and I was a sprite, so it was kinda different. Does the sun still come in through the roof and stuff?"

Confused, Cloud blinked at Matt for a moment before remembering, "Oh, right. In the video game." He motioned for Matt to come in so he could close the door. Not that having it open or closed made much of a difference. "See for yourself?"

Matt had to resist the urge to dance or squee or flail around or do something else equally fangirlish and embarrassing. Instead he slipped past Cloud and immediately went slackjawed as he actually stepped inside. This was where Tifa had fought Loz. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooow. He hadn't been in a church in...well...okay, so he couldn't remember ever really being inside a church, but still. This was so cool. All he could do was stop and stare around himself for a moment in pure fanboyish awe.

Cloud watched in amusement as Matt took in the church. Shutting the door, he stepped over to Matt and removed the bag of snacks from his arm, worried that he was going to explode with excitement and take the snacks with him in a mess of bits of human, doritos and soda spraying everywhere.

Matt barely noticed the relief of pressure from his arm, but when he glanced to the side and noticed Cloud suddenly so close he did a double take and blushed. "Er. Uh. Sorry. I like this place. Can I sit on the flowers?"

"It's fine. Sit where you want." Cloud walked over to where his living space was - one of the few areas that remained sheltered (for the most part) from the elements - and set the bag down. He then sat down, content to allow Matt to explore as much as he wanted. There was nothing exciting or new about the church to him.

Sit where he wanted. But Matt didn't want to sit. He wanted to walk. And see. And oh wow, you could really tell where the fight was and everything. TOO COOL. He found himself wandering around the pillars and benches toward the back of the church without much conscious thought, eyes huge in an attempt to take everything in.

Watching Matt was like watching Denzel and Marlene when he read them stories of fantastic things. It was enough to make him want to smile, just the slightest upturn to the corner of his lips and a certain warmth to his expression.

Matt was too distracted to notice, wandering as he was around the entire church so he could take the entire thing in and commit it permanently to memory. When he finally made his way back to Cloud he was half in a daze. "This place is so cooooooooooooooooool."

"Is it?" Cloud asked. He knew he didn't have to, he could tell just from having watched that it was what Matt thought. He looked up from where he was seated, curious as to whether Matt was going to wander around more or actually sit down.

"Yeaaaaaaaah," Matt said with a grin, and flopped down on the floor comfortably, crossing his legs and leaning back on his hands as he continued to look around himself excitedly. "So you live here?" he asked curiously. "Why? Why not an apartment or something?"

"Not all the time," Cloud replied. "Day or two here and there." Tifa didn't seem too fond of the fact that he still stayed here, but the fact that he came home more often than not seemed to keep her quiet about it.

"Oh. That sounds nice." Matt was tipping his head back so far that he eventually gave up and just sprawled out on his back on the ground so he could look up at the arched ceiling. It really did sound nice. He used to have places like that, more than one, that he could just disappear to without warning for a few days, but not since he'd moved to Japan. Finding a place like that now would be useless; Mello would just sniff it out the first time he tried escaping there.

"So," he said aloud, "what d'you do while you're here."

"I come here to think," he said, glancing down at Matt. "To escape." There were other things he came here to do, but they weren't anything he wanted to talk about. Even thinking about not wanting to was enough to remind him of the last visit from Kadaj, about the warnings and requests issued. Determined not to let anything put a damper on Matt's light mood, Cloud shrugged the thoughts aside and leaned back until he was also laying down, looking up at the ceiling.

"It's a nice escape," Matt commented tonelessly. "I bet I could hook you up wireless here. I'm not so sure about electricity, but I know where to nab batteries cheap. This place would be awesome to disappear to." He watched the little particles of dust float through the shaft of sunlight silently for a moment as he thought about it, then added a quick, "Unless it rains."

"I have spare batteries. Get net through my cell phone," Cloud replied. "It's slow but works." He let out a quiet sigh, "It's not too bad when it rains. As long as it ends quick."

Matt lifted his head far enough to grin at the blond. "I was thinking for videogames, actually. This would be a kickass place to sit around and level up in Halo."

"Halo?" Cloud asked. He knew it was a video game, but only because Matt had just said it. "Wireless would be nice though." It seemed odd though to have a falling apart church with wireless internet access, let alone with the ability to set up a television and video game console.

"Halo!" Matt exclaimed as if it was the most important thing in the world, collapsing on his back again and throwing his hands up into the air. He waved them animatedly. "Only the most awesome shooting game ever. You wear a headset and get one of those awesome fake guns and wire it like a Wii and BAM. Pure perfection."

Cloud stared at him blankly, most of it going right over his head. "Right." Maybe he'd eventually understand the whole video game concept, but it was odd to think about considering.

"You don't understand," Matt sighed, letting his arms flop spread-eagle on the ground. "Too bad."

"Sorry?" Cloud offered. He wasn't a very good host, and hoped Matt wasn't expecting him to be. He wasn't sure what they should do to pass the time.

"You should be," Matt said accusingly, lifting a hand to point blindly in his direction. "You and everyone else who's never played a game." He let his hand drop again. He was in a goofy mood. He hoped Cloud knew that.

"You could fix that." Cloud reached out and pushed aside Matt's hand. "Instead of pointing your finger."

Matt knocked his hand away in order to keep pointing as accusatorily as he could. "Are you saying you'll play me?"

"Maybe." Cloud pushed Matt's hand again. "If I decide I feel like losing."

Grinning, Matt lifted his hand again and kept pointing. "Good. Because you will. I bet I could beat you at your own game, even."

"Probably," Cloud said. He laughed slightly and pushed Matt's hand away again.

This time Matt knocked Cloud's back. "PATHETIC. Barret would laugh. And curse. At the same time. Heeeeeeeeeeeey, do you know Vincent?"

"Who are you calling pathetic? I could beat you in a real fight," Cloud said, this time grabbing Matt's wrist and pinning it to the ground. "Of course I know him."

Matt immediately lifted his free hand and pointed that at him instead. "You think so? I'm pretty damn good with a gun, and I know some swordplay. You should introduce me. Think he'll let me shoot Cerberus?"

Cloud narrowed his eyes at Matt and reached across to grab that wrist. Of course, holding them like this was uncomfortable and not likely to accomplish much. Deciding to solve this problem, Cloud did the first thing that came to mind and straddled him, pinning his hands to the ground on either side of him. "Yeah. Vincent will introduce himself if he wants."

I'm being straddled by Cloud Strife, was the first thing that went through Matt's mind, and he flushed and grinned simultaneously. Then he arched and flexed curiously, to see how much leverage he had, and because he kind of wanted to see if he could make Cloud blush.

"Should I wait for him to, then? Do you wanna meet Mello? He has a crush on Antonio Banderas."

It wasn't until Matt arched beneath him that Cloud thought about their position beyond basic restraint. His cheeks took on a subtle shade of pink as he tried to remain composed. "I wouldn't mind meeting him," he replied.

"Maybe he'll actually be there next time you come over, then," Matt suggested, grinning at that blush. Then he remembered who was straddling him again and flushed as well. "You just have to ignore anything and everything he says. Do you like chocolate?"

"Why? I like it." Cloud tried to pretend like he wasn't blushing, or that Matt blushing wasn't making him blush more. It wasn't like it was the first time he'd ever straddled someone.

"Because he's an ass. And that's good, 'cause it's practically all he eats anymore." Matt noticed the red tinging Cloud's cheeks and couldn't stop himself from writhing a little. He was finding this oddly comfortable.

"Is he?" Cloud wasn't sure he saw the problem in that. Plenty of people he knew were, or at least could be. "Is he going to force me to eat it?" Cloud's hands briefly tightened around Matt's wrists.

Matt flexed them reflexively. "Maybe. Probably not, though. It's just nice to snack on when he's not around."

"Oh. Does he get mad?" Cloud asked, leaning forward slightly.

Matt found himself watching Cloud's movements expectantly, his heartbeat quickening. "Incredibly."

Cloud could hear the slight change in Matt's tone, could feel his pulse quickening - side effect of the wrists being pulse points. He closed in the space between them a little more, his own heart rate beginning to rise. "Do we want him mad?"

"It's funny," Matt all but squeaked. Kissing Cloud Strife while drunk was one thing, but being pinned by him to a church floor while completely sober was another entirely, and one that made him squirm pleasantly and hope he didn't stop.

Cloud made a small sound in the back of his throat as Matt squirmed beneath him. Releasing Matt's wrists, Cloud leaned in the rest of the way and pressed their lips together. It was different doing this without being drunk and/or flirting a rather lot on livejournal beforehand.

Now it was Matt's turn to make small sounds, his chin lifting to meet Cloud halfway. For a moment he couldn't really move, and it took a little while for him to realize that his wrists weren't being pinned anymore. As soon as he did he lifted one to bury in Cloud's hair, fingers tangling in the blond strands as he tried very hard to swallow a soft groan.

Sliding his tongue past Matt's lips, Cloud slowly traced the interior of his mouth, trying to coax out another groan. His hips moved of their own volition, grinding lightly against Matt's as they kissed. He wrapped one hand around the nape of his neck, holding him into the kiss, his thumb brushing along his throat while his other hand gripped his shoulder.

Matt was a little surprised by how quickly Cloud was moving, and while that was normally more his own pace, he liked the blond man, and he wanted to be able to take his time with him. The groan that slipped from his throat was low and intense, and he couldn't stop himself from grinding back once or twice before he finally gathered his wits enough to roll them over, using his agility and experience to quickly and comfortably switch their positions. He pulled his lips away only long enough to grin and make sure he had control if Cloud got impatient again, then lowered his body against the swordsman's and kissed him softly, exploring Cloud's lips with his own until he was sure he knew every inch of them before moving onward.

Cloud was rather amazed at how quickly and easily Matt had turned the tables, both in position and speed. He hadn't realized how fast he was going until Matt had slowed things down. He closed his eyes and moaned quietly, enjoying the new pace. It wasn't that he'd been impatient, in fact he was far from it, he merely lacked the experience to know these things. What experience he did have was with Kadaj, and typically at the pace they'd been going at a moment ago.

After eliciting that first moan from Cloud, Matt was eager to draw out another one. He lifted a hand to curl around Cloud's jaw and tilt his head back to give himself a better angle, deftly slipping his tongue past his lips and slowly exploring what he found inside.

Cloud placed on hand on Matt's back, the other sliding along his neck, his fingers raking through Matt's hair. He moaned into the kiss, pleased with how good Matt was, how good this felt to not rush things. He knew Matt was going to be here all night, that he wasn't going to get up and leave immediately after.

Matt felt himself moaning back, his pulse quickening as he rearranged himself more comfortably atop Cloud and used his tongue to invite the blond to try kissing him back again. He hadn't technically slept with anyone before, he'd said. Matt had a fair idea what that meant, by the way he'd just tried to kiss him, and he wanted to see how he'd react to slowing down.

Cloud writhed a little as Matt shifted above him and, moaning, he slowly followed Matt's tongue into his mouth. Following the cues that had been given to him moments before, Cloud tried a slower exploration of Matt's mouth. He wanted Matt to enjoy this as much as he was.

Groaning softly, Matt took the time now to roll them over again, giving Cloud full permission to do whatever he wanted. He was sure he'd enjoy anything the blond could come up with regardless, and since he didn't mind which role he took, he'd rather give Cloud the chance to find whichever one he preferred.

Doing his best to keep the pace slow, Cloud continued to kiss Matt for several moments before pulling back to look at him. Letting the corners of his mouth curve ever so slightly upward, Cloud leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the side of Matt's mouth, slowly making his way along his jaw and down his neck. He wasn't sure what it was about necks he enjoyed so much, but it was something he was drawn to and couldn't stay away from.

"Nnh," Matt sighed shakily, gripping the hair on the back of Cloud's neck tightly as he tipped his head back for him with a shiver. Damn, but he'd forgotten how sensitive he could be when someone took their time. His free hand slid up Cloud's back in search of skin, fumbling for the hem of his shirt, then gliding up and over the bumps of his spine, trying not to scratch. As turned on as Cloud was making him, he still didn't want to hurry things along.

Making his way from one side to the other, Cloud paused to suck lightly at the bump of Matt's adam's apple before moving on. The noises Matt was making only encouraged him and while his hormones were saying 'More. Now. Faster.' he was doing his best to ignore them and keep the exploratory pace. He pressed one hand firmly against Matt's chest, clutching at the fabric of his shirt as Matt's fingers ran along his bare skin.

Matt squeezed his eyes shut and tried very hard to arch into Cloud's touch, or against his hips, or roll them over and speed things up himself. He was notoriously impatient and he knew that, and his fingers scratched for a hold in Cloud's back as he struggled to stick to his own damn pace. "Christ," he murmured thickly, "for someone who's never done this before, you're really fucking good."

Cloud's cheeks flushed a deep pink at Matt's compliment, though with his face pressed against his neck, Matt wouldn't be able to tell. "I've done this," he murmured. His voice even quieter, "And a few other things. Just not sex. Technically." If his skin had been deep pink a moment before it was now verging on red. His face felt hot and he was sure Matt could feel it, too.

Matt could, and he grinned, his own face flushed for an entirely different reason. He nuzzled the top of Cloud's head reassuringly, fingers loosening in his back to stroke the skin there instead. "Do you want to do new things?" he asked gently. "Or do you like this kind of thing enough?"

Cloud wanted to try new things, but he'd promised Kadaj the other night that he wouldn't have sex with Matt. It had been impossible to resist Kadaj's request - though now it felt more like a demand - but if he expected to get anywhere with preventing the destruction of the world, keeping Kadaj happy where he was willing to would only be helpful in the end. "I like this," Cloud said, though he didn't elaborate any further, neither encouraging nor discouraging Matt from taking it a little further.

Matt caught Cloud's hesitation urged his head up with his nose so he could meet his eyes. "You sure?" he asked seriously. He wasn't trying to pry or influence him either way, but now that he actually thought about it he wondered who Cloud had done 'a few other things' with. Not Aerith, if she was with Zack, or Zack, for obvious reasons, or Leon, after he'd asked him, and he couldn't think of anyone else. What had Cloud done before, and with who?

"Yeah," Cloud said, nodding his head, though he was looking him in the face, his eyes only half met Matt's. He wasn't sure at all. He wanted more than just kissing, but he wasn't sure how far he could push without upsetting Kadaj. It wasn't like Kadaj could see them right now, but he'd be sure to figure it out and get it out of Cloud the next time they met.

Cloud's discomfort as his question was obvious to Matt, in the angle of his eyes and the tension on his body, and he stroked the man's back soothingly as he lifted his head to nuzzle along his jaw. "All right. I don't mind. Waiting for someone?"

"Something like that," Cloud replied, still not fully at ease, though Matt's hand was helping to relax him again. He hoped Matt wouldn't ask who.

That was good enough for Matt. He didn't want to press, especially if it was making Cloud uncomfortable; he figured the guy would tell him more if he wanted, and if not it was none of his business. So instead he rolled them again, gently, and drifted his lips along Cloud's jaw and cheek as he met his eyes. "'Kay. Let me know if I'm going to fast, then." He moved his head a little so he could nibble at Cloud's ear.

"Mmm," Cloud moaned in agreement, tilting his head slightly as Matt nibbled at his ear. When Matt didn't push any further for details, Cloud was able to relax completely, the tension evaporating from his body, only to be replaced with a different kind of tension.

Matt sighed in relief when he felt Cloud relax again, then paused when those same muscles tensed up. He pulled away just far enough to meet his eyes, the question in his expression.

"Sorry. It's nothing," Cloud said reassuringly as he forced himself to relax again. He'd just had the eerie feeling of being watched, but the only person who would bother wouldn't have stayed quiet for so long if he was here. He shook off the feeling and urged Matt with a single look to continue what he'd been doing.

"Not if you're uncomfortable," Matt replied, softly, but he bent his head again to nuzzle at Cloud's neck. "What's wrong? There's a difference between forced relaxed and real relaxed, you know."

"I thought I heard something. It was probably just a bird," Cloud said. He hadn't actually heard anything, but he wasn't about to say anything about the possibility of them being watched, especially when it was just paranoia from over thinking.

Matt turned enough to glance up over his shoulder, and even though he couldn't see anything, the hair on the back of his neck stood up. He frowned as he turned back to Cloud. "Who else knows about this place?"

There were plenty of his friends that knew about this place, but few who actually knew he stayed here on any frequent basis. "Vincent. Tifa. Marlene. Denzel. Aerith. Zack," Cloud replied listing off everyone who knew except for Kadaj.

Matt's frown turned to one of confusion. He couldn't imagine that any of those people would spy on them except maybe Vincent, but he doubted the vampire would stay once he saw them. He shifted a little. "Is there anyone else who'd come here?"

"Not that I can think of," Cloud said. Kadaj. There was no point in mentioning it. Was there? He knew if he said anything to Matt, being the fanboy that he is, he would regret it. It would lead to a conversation he wasn't ready to have with anyone.

Cloud was lying. Matt frowned, but didn't call him out on it; he was sure the blond wasn't telling the whole truth, had made an entire life before based solely on his ability to tell honesty from deception, but at the same time, he trusted him. Not because he knew him personally or anything, which should have been what he was basing his decisions on, but because he was Cloud fucking Strife, and Matt had looked up to him since he was seven and homeless and friendless and vulnerable, and if his multiple play-throughs of every one of his games and rewatchings of every one of his movies had taught him anything, it was that Cloud wouldn't set out to hurt him. He wasn't that type of guy. So even though Matt wasn't the kind of guy to trust what could potentially be his life without making incredibly sure he wasn't risking it, he ducked his head again to kiss along the muscles of Cloud's throat with a small sigh. "As long as you're sure it's all right."

"I'm sure," Cloud said softly. As he felt Matt's mouth against his throat, he truly relaxed, pushing Kadaj out of his mind. If he was there, he hadn't done anything and likely wasn't going to. At least not while Matt was here. If it was later, Cloud hoped Kadaj knew better than to do anything to Matt. Cloud wouldn't forgive him if he harmed Matt.

"Mmm," Matt murmured in reply, his lips attached to Cloud's skin now as he nosed out a sensitive area of flesh and sucked gently, tongue flicking gently. He could feel Cloud relaxing beneath him and he slowly relaxed as well, body settling atop the blond's comfortably. That sensation of being watched hadn't gone away yet, but he ignored it in the way that let him continue what he was doing while simultaneously keeping a mental eye out for anything off that might act as a warning. He would have to figure out who was stalking Cloud--or him--later; for now he just wanted hid friend to enjoy this as much as he was.

Cloud licked his lips, moaning as Matt found a particularly sensitive spot. He arched up slightly, clutching at the back of Matt's shirt and tugging, eager for more. He hoped Matt didn't intend to go too slow right now. Cloud didn't want to have the ability to think right now, he wanted Matt to be able to wipe away any serious thoughts.

Matt closed his eyes and groaned softly, his body grinding gently against Cloud's on its own as he used his nose and lips and teeth and tongue to explore the rest of the man's exposed throat. It wasn't long before the taste and scent and texture of his skin wafted over and through his brain and he forgot about their audience, at least consciously. A hand drifted up and slipped beneath the hem of Cloud's shirt to crawl lightly up his side, fingertips tracing the curvature of his muscles. He was vaguely curious how far Cloud would let him go, because now that he was actually touching and tasting him, he found himself wanting to touch and taste everything hidden beneath his clothes as well.

Matt was good. Really good. He was slow enough to make Cloud ache for more, but fast enough that Cloud didn't have time to think. He wasn't sure how far Matt was going to go, but he knew Matt would stop if he asked him to. He tugged more at Matt's shirt, wanting to pull it off, but not actually trying to. He groaned low in his throat, grinding a little harder than Matt had as fingers traced over his skin.

"Christ, it's hard to keep it slow when you do that," Matt moaned against the hollow of Cloud's throat. The lower half of his body was practically writhing now, half-desperate for more friction between them. He was trying to stop it, but well, hell, he'd always been bad at self-control; now was no exception.

"Sorry," Cloud said, though there was no hint of remorse in his tone. His grip on Matt's shirt tightened as his body sought out more friction. "Aah..." he gasped, his body arched, trying to expose as much of himself to Matt as he could, their bodies pressed firmly together.

"Shit," Matt cursed, sucking in a sharp breath as he ground against that lithe body beneath him, the hand beneath Cloud's shirt now attempting to tug it off. When he failed he slid his fingers up and over Cloud's abdomen instead, scratching carefully at strategic areas as his mouth latched onto his neck again, sucking and nipping hard enough to leave a light mark. He was losing his composure, he knew, but with the sounds the blond was making, he hardly cared.

Holding back any noise was pointless now, and Cloud let moan after moan escape past his lips, his body writhing beneath Matt's. He made quick work of pulling Matt's shirt up, though once it was bunched up at his shoulders, he stopped. Taking it off would mean Matt had to stop doing that with his mouth and Cloud didn't particularly want him to.

Grunting with the effort it took to tear himself away from that throat, Matt quickly lifted his head only long enough to shrug his shirt off and let it fall to the side, then dipped down again to kiss Cloud hard, his own moan disappearing into the blond's mouth. Now both hands worked together at Cloud's waist to pull up insistently on his shirt; he wanted to expose as much of that skin as possible, and then he wanted to taste it.

As Matt tugged up his shirt, Cloud shifted to help him, lifting up so that the shirt would slide up easily. He was as eager to be off with the shirt as Matt seemed to be, and he tugged it off over his head as soon as possible, tossing it aside and pulling Matt in for another kiss. He wanted those hands and that mouth all over him, and could tell he wouldn't even have to ask for it.

Matt's hands were on Cloud's skin almost before he was kissing him again, fingers dipping into the valleys of muscle and scratching at the peaks and drifting deftly over a nipple or two in anticipation of a startled gasp. This wasn't taking it slow or snuggling or simply making out or any of the dozen other mild activities Matt had had in mind, but now was hardly the time to remind himself of that fact. Cloud hadn't told him to stop yet and that was all he cared about; that and finding out how far he could do before he did.

Cloud closed his eyes and just let himself feel, his body reacting to each movement of fingers against his skin. Moaning and gasping, almost whimpering for more as he wriggled beneath Matt. This wasn't what he'd promised Kadaj. He didn't want to stop Matt, didn't want to stop this.

With another grunt of effort Matt tore his mouth away from Cloud's and began nipping and nuzzling and sucking his way down his throat again, only this time he didn't stop at his collarbone. "Tell me if it's too much," he panted hoarsely, but his lips closed around a nipple before Cloud could respond, tongue swiping it expertly as he applied a light suction that he knew wouldn't allow Cloud to speak. He didn't want him to say it was too much. He didn't know if he'd be able to stop now if he tried. Cloud was so sensitive and pliable beneath him; all he wanted to do was pull reaction after reaction from the man, and to hell with any of the consequences.

"Nngk," was the closest to a word Cloud was able to use at the moment. He wrapped his fingers tightly in Matt's hair, his nails digging lightly into his scalp, holding Matt's face to his chest. He wanted to know how it was Matt knew all the right places, even the ones that he was only just now discovering. His hips were now even with Matt's stomach and he couldn't quite get the friction he wanted anymore, and it was driving him crazy trying to get it.

Matt let his hand cup the crotch of Cloud's pants automatically, giving the man something to grind against if he wanted. His mouth, though, never left his chest, sucking and licking and even nipping very carefully, his free hand sliding up to graze light nails along Cloud's hipbone. very true

The sound of relief was evident in Cloud's moan as he thrusted into Matt's hand. His heart was pounding and he gasped for breath, gasping, groaning, making every little noise he could. If Matt's mouth was this talented on his chest, he wondered just how talented it would be elsewhere.

When he was satisfied Cloud had had enough of that, Matt moved his mouth away and kissed down the center of his chest, pausing to lick along the lines of his abdomen and graze his teeth along the sensitive flesh surrounding his navel. He didn't think to stop and look up at Cloud until his fingers were already tangled in toe front of his pants, but he did now, his expression hesitant. If Cloud said yes he wouldn't stop again. If not...well. He'd probably have to excuse himself and go jack off behind a wall or something. But he was really, really hoping Cloud would say yes.

Cloud knew he should stop Matt, that Kadaj was not going to be happy when he eventually found out - because he would find out. However, Cloud didn't want to stop Matt, didn't want to say no. He nodded his head, urging Matt to continue. He hoped that would be enough of an answer.

Matt kissed the skin just above the hem of Cloud's pants as his fingers made short work of the fastenings, then tugged them down his hips. Now he lowered his head to nuzzle the hard length he could feel beneath Cloud's underwear, lips tracing the outline as he glanced up again to make sure this was all right. He certainly hadn't pictured himself doing this when was sitting around his apartment wondering what they'd do together, but in his lust-filled mind he hardly had room to question it.

"Yes," Cloud managed to say, though it came out more of a hiss as Matt's mouth pressed against him through his underwear. That layer of clothing needed to go and now. He hoped that Matt wouldn't let him down, that he would make this more than worth the anger he would face later.

Matt agreed, and without further ado he pulled Cloud's underwear down as well, and didn't hesitate to catch the tip of his cock in his mouth as it sprang up again, then smoothed his tongue over the head as he glanced up to see what Cloud thought. When he was sure he had the blond's full attention he began kissing down the length, lifting a hand to follow in the wake of his lips and tongue. He didn't know how many blowjobs Cloud had ever had or even if he'd had any at all, but he was determined to make this one his best.

Cloud hadn't had very many blowjobs before, a small handful of them from Kadaj, two of which were the other night in his fervor to claim him, to mark Cloud as his, and ensure that Cloud wouldn't do anything but make out with Matt. Cloud quickly pushed that thought out of his mind, and instead focused on the wonderful things Matt was doing with his mouth. He tugged lightly at Matt's hair and closed his eyes, groaning low in his throat.

Matt hummed in reply, taking care to make sure Cloud could feel every bit of it. He nuzzled his way to the base before flattening his tongue against the bottom all the way back up again, then took the head in his mouth and sucked gently. He had no plans to tease Cloud, but he wanted to take his time before the blond really lost it.

The vibration from the humming had driven him crazy. And then the tongue and now just the tip of his cock was in Matt's mouth. Cloud wanted to thrust up into it, wanted to feel the wet warmth all around him, but he wanted to try and be patient, to let Matt do things at his own pace.

Matt knew that was was Cloud wanted, and he complied slowly, settling into a gentle back and forth rhythm as he worked his free hand underneath the blond and let his fingers brush against that sensitive spot just behind his testicles.

"Ka-oooooh god, Matt," Cloud nearly yelped as Matt's fingers brushed there. That was somewhere new. He'd barely caught himself in time from saying the wrong name, and could only hope that Matt heard it as a 'Gah, ooooooooh god, Matt.'

That had sounded a little off, but not in a bad way, and Matt continued, his fingers tickling their way back to Cloud's entrance. He wasn't going to do anything more than tease, remembering Cloud's earlier words than he'd never done anything more, but if that was the case then teasing should be enough in itself. He sucked a little harder, quickening his pace and using his tongue more, trying to drag more sounds from the blond.

It wasn't that he'd been thinking about Kadaj, or that he'd mistaken Matt for Kadaj - it was merely that the only name he'd ever called out like this had been Kadaj's and it seemed it was reflexive. If Matt had noticed anything off, he hadn't reacted, which was a relief to Cloud. As Matt's fingers teased him, Cloud thrust up into his mouth and let out a gargled moan. There were no words for how good this felt. Cloud almost wished Kadaj were here watching because he needed to do this next time, but Cloud would just have to show him. It was probably weird to be thinking about getting a blowjob from one person when you were getting one from someone else, and with the mistake he'd just made with the names, it was likely the worst thing he could be doing right now if he didn't want to make the same mistake.

Matt took his time working Cloud to the edge, his fingers gently probing at his entrance as he took more and more of him into his mouth and used his tongue to stroke anything his lips couldn't reach. When he felt the tip reach the back of his throat he relaxed it and gave Cloud the choice whether or not he was fine or he wanted more. Matt had no problem with it; he'd learned how to do this kind of thing years ago.

Cloud's eyes shot open in surprise. Matt was able to do that? He tugged hard on Matt's hair before sliding his hand down to his neck. Squeezing there would probably be less painful than hair pulling. He tried hard not to thrust, he wasn't sure how much thrusting, if any Matt could handle like that, and he didn't have the words to ask.

Matt wanted to tell him that he was fine; he didn't think Cloud could hurt him, and he knew how to stop him if he did. Since he didn't want to tear his mouth away, though, he brushed his fingers against that spot that had made the blond cry out before instead. He pulled back enough to swirl his tongue around the head and he took a moment to breath, then returned. He loved being able to affect Cloud this way, enough so to temporarily ignore his own growing discomfort at seeing him like this at least until he was finished.

Cloud lost it. He was over the edge and there was no climbing back up. Matt's fingers had pressed in that spot again and Cloud let go of any restraint he'd felt and thrusted freely into Matt's mouth, gasping and moaning. "Kaaaaa-Matt," he called out, not even consciously aware of his second slip-up, but able to attempt to fix it all the same.

The Ka had to refer to something, but Matt wasn't in any frame of mind right now to try and figure out what it was. He moaned softly as Cloud thrust and set a hand on his hip just in case. His other busied itself tickling that spot he seemed to enjoy so much; next time he would have to try his tongue there and see how he liked that. For now, though, he concentrated on how he moved his tongue, and glanced up to see how Cloud was doing.

Cloud was very close to coming, his eyes squeezed tight, one hand balled into a fist and the other still gripping the back of Matt's neck. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last with all the teasing Matt was doing. A few more thrusts and it was over. He was coming, calling out Matt's name.

Matt moaned and pulled back enough to swallow. He continued to suck gently until he was sure Cloud was finished, then licked him clean and let him go with a grin, shifting a little to relieve the pressure that had grown in his own jeans. He ignored it and leaned down to kiss Cloud's hip instead. "Feel better?"

Cloud nodded, too focused on catching his breath to bother with speaking just yet. He rubbed his thumb against the nape of Matt's neck and urged him to move up. He wanted to find out if Matt wanted something in return or if he was like Kadaj and was content just giving.

Matt groaned softly as he shifted again to crawl up next to Cloud, then kind of half-collapsed against his shoulder, running a hand up his chest lightly and nuzzling his throat. "Good." After a few minutes he'd be okay again. He just had to. Ride it out.

Sliding his hand down Matt's back, Cloud debated on whether or not his next move would be welcome, but after a moment's hesitation he moved his hand down to Matt's hip, then wedged it between them, rubbing at his cock through his clothes.

Matt sucked in a breath sharply, his body tensing as he rocked once or twice against that hand. "Christ," he breathed, squeezing his eyes closed. "You don't have to."

Cloud frowned slightly, Kadaj never seemed to want anything in return, and now Matt didn't either? He decided to give one more try before giving up. "I want to," he said, rubbing a little harder.

Matt bit lightly at Cloud's shoulder and groaned. "Thank fuck," he murmured against the skin there, "because I think I'm going to explode if you don't."

Cloud quietly moaned when Matt bit his shoulder, his frown fading as he heard Matt's words. He was glad to hear that Matt wanted this, and while there was no way he'd be able to give as good as he just got, he'd be able to do a decent enough job. Cloud shifted so that Matt was beneath him, kissing him firmly on the lips, his thigh pressed between Matt's legs.

A half-moan, half-whimper escaped from Matt's throat as he lifted his hips and ground almost desperately against any part of Cloud he could reach, arms slipping around his back to hold him close. Christ, he could hold out forever as long as he kept focus, but the moment he wasn't he felt like he was going to fall apart. He mumbled something incoherent against Cloud's lips before he could grasp the words to add a hoarse, "No teasing."

"No teasing," Cloud repeated. Matt had waited long enough. Cloud kissed his way along Matt's jaw, down his neck, chest and stomach, slowly enough to be pleasing, but quickly enough to not be considered teasing. He rubbed Matt through his pants until his mouth rested above the waistband.

Matt was trying to relax, he really was, but every time he thought he was finally succeeding Cloud's touch would root him to the ground again and he'd arch, his body demanding that the blond continue. He could tell Cloud wasn't trying to tease, but feeling his hand from the other side of his jeans made him squirm with impatience and wish he hadn't worn pants today.

Cloud glanced up at Matt before unfastening his jeans, and shoving down both his pants and underwear past his hips. He noted that they were just like the ones in his icon and bit down on his lip to hide his amusement. He looked up at him again as he wrapped his hand around Matt's cock, stroking slowly. Leaning forward he teasingly traced his tongue across the head. He'd only given one other blowjob before this and was still a bit nervous about it.

Groaning, Matt thrust his hips eagerly into that warm hand, then fought to control himself as Cloud used his tongue. His hands clenched and unclenched as his sides for a moment before finding their way to his hand and tangling in the blond spikes there, not too hard, but still pretty firmly. He hoped. He was finding it kind of hard to think with Cloud's head so close.

Cloud groaned as Matt's fingers tangled in his hair. He licked his lips before wrapping them around the tip of Matt's cock, his tongue sliding along the underside as he slowly took in more. He wanted this to be good, he wanted Matt to enjoy this, but he was more nervous than he felt he should be.

Matt was panting thickly as he struggled to control his breathing and the motion of his hips; he wanted to rock and arch and thrust, dammit, but he didn't want to hurt Cloud, and the man had already as much as said he hadn't had a hell of a lot of practice with this. So instead he tightened his fingers in his hair in silent encouragement for him to continue and to hurry it up if he could. Matt's impatience was getting the better of him already.

His nerves were getting the better of him, and Cloud nearly wanted to pull away, but the sounds Matt was making, plus the tugging of his hair told him that he wasn't doing a bad job at all. One hand still stroked the base of Matt's cock and he began to slowly move his mouth up and down, trying to work up a decent pace as he relaxed.

Matt let his eyes drift closed and managed to limit his movement to a slight rise and fall of his hips, meeting Cloud's rhythm and trying, just a little, to get him to speed up.

Cloud took Matt's cue to speed up, sliding his tongue back and forth on his way up and down, his lips meeting his fingers. He wanted to try and take in more of Matt, but he wasn't sure he could handle quite that much just yet.

He was taking in more than enough already, and Matt whined with the effort it took to keep his hips pressed to the floor, though he couldn't stop his hands from kneading impatiently in Cloud's hair. "Christ," he managed in a groan, trying to get his eyes to focus on the blond. "Cloud--"

"Hmmm?" Cloud hummed around Matt, his eyes darting up to try and look at him. There were other things Matt had done that Cloud knew he could easily do to make up for where he thought his skills lacked. With his other hand, Cloud brushed a finger along that same spot Matt had found on him.

Matt made a strangled sound and arched, his body going rigid. "Do that again," he hissed thickly, "and I really don't think I'll last much longer." Waiting his turn had already put him near the edge, and Cloud's slow, careful ministrations were quickly leading him the rest of the way.

Cloud brushed his finger across the sensitive skin again, this time with a little more pressure. He remembered how last time, when he'd given Kadaj a blowjob he'd pulled away just before he came and wound up with a mess all over his face. Not wanting to repeat that same embarrassment, Cloud kept sucking, waiting for Matt to come.

That did it. Matt didn't want to hurt Cloud, but he was having a difficult time differentiating between acts that would and wouldn't, buried in Cloud's mouth as he was. Moaning deep in his throat, he squeezed his eyes shut and gripped Cloud's hair tightly as he bucked his hips up and came.

Cloud's eyes widened as Matt thrust up, surprised by the warm, salty liquid flowing into his mouth. He swallowed it down as quickly as he could, though some of it still dripped down onto his hand. Once he was sure Matt was done, he pulled away licking his lips and wiping his hand clean on his pants.

Matt was panting as he slowly calmed himself again, his hands loosening in Cloud's hair, then tightening again to tug him gently upward. "Sorry," he rasped, his eyes catching the flicker of movement as Cloud cleaned himself. "You didn't have to swallow if you didn't want to."

Cloud let Matt pull him upwards and he buried his face against his neck, his cheeks a little pink with embarrassment. "I wanted to try."

Matt buried his nose in Cloud's hair as he wrapped his arms around him tightly, clinging as much as holding. He nuzzled the blond spikes and tried very much not to think of the person they reminded him of, instead choosing to focus on Cloud's body against his as he let his fingers drift over the man's bare back. "Well," he murmured, "it's a preference thing. Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Cloud replied, allowing himself to relax in Matt's arms. He knew that Matt wouldn't be turning around and leaving five minutes from now, that he was going to be there all night, that it wasn't even quite night yet. However, he clung like it was going to happen anyways, like he had to get as much contact as he could before it was taken away from him, before he would be left alone for the night with only his thoughts and guilt for company.

"Good." Matt sighed as he felt Cloud relax and let his own body loosen as well, fighting off a yawn as he let his lips graze along Cloud's forehead and temple. "Is it okay to sleep here?" he asked after a moment. He could feel himself getting tired, and with Renji gone in England it'd been at least a couple days now since he'd slept at all. He figured he'd better find out where they were at the moment before letting himself relax completely, in case Cloud wasn't thinking the same.

"Mhmm," Cloud mumbled. He wasn't sure if Matt was asking if it was okay to stay the night or if he was asking if it was okay to stay the night here in the church, regardless of which, the answer was still the same. He wasn't all that tired himself, but the idea of moving didn't sound appealing. They hadn't even touched the snacks Matt had brought, or done much of anything to make it seem like Matt's visit had any purpose but sexual gratification. There was always later...

"Tired?" Matt asked in a yawn. It wasn't even night yet, but he just wanted to close his eyes for a moment, at least. Ten minutes of hard snooze time and he'd be okay again. Maybe. Probably. Damn, Cloud tasted good. Matt nibbled along his ear affectionately and hoped that at very least he wouldn't have to move for a little while.

"No, I just-" Cloud paused, idly tracing his fingers over Matt's collarbone, "don't want to move." He didn't add that he could tell from all Matt's yawning that he was tired. If Matt wanted to sleep, Cloud would let him.

"Mmm," Matt replied lazily. He was about to let himself drift off when he suddenly remembered that they had a visitor, and he snapped his eyes open again and scanned the roof blankly. He couldn't see the guy, but he didn't think for a second that he'd left. He sighed. He trusted Cloud, but he wasn't going to trust their little voyeur for a second. He'd crash in Mello's bed when he got home later.

"Good," he said aloud, and let his hands trace the muscles all the way up and down Cloud's back. "Let's not move until we starve. Then we have food."

Matt could tell something was bothering Matt, but he wasn't sure what. The sigh was enough to tip him off, however, there was also the fact that he was sprawled on top of him and any movement, slight as it might be would be noticeable. He pressed a kiss to Matt's neck before speaking. "Sounds good. If you're tired you can sleep."

"I'm okay," Matt replied in a murmur, his lips exploring the patch of skin behind Cloud's ear now. He really was now; he couldn't sleep knowing someone he didn't know was watching.

"Sure?" Cloud asked, concern evident in his voice. He didn't want to push - he hated it when people pushed him, but this was just a nudge, right?

"Mm-hm." Matt's fingers found the soft hair at the back of Cloud's neck and he began playing with it, ignoring the presence above them and just letting himself relax again for a bit. It was fine as long as he stayed awake.

What Matt was doing was very soothing and while he hadn't been tired, it was going to put him to sleep soon if it didn't stop. "Mmmk," Cloud murmured, still running his fingers along Matt's chest, though he was slowing down the more relaxed he became.

Matt snorted softly, turning his head a little so that he could kiss and nuzzle along Cloud's forehead, his lips drifting over his eyelids. "You're cute when you're monosyllabic," he teased gently.

Cloud made a quiet noise that somewhat resembled a laugh. If you listened very carefully. "Oh?" Being held like this wasn't something Cloud got often. Sometimes with Kadaj, for maybe a moment or two after, but never for this long. And sometimes, Denzel and Marlene would fall asleep in his lap while he read to them, but that really wasn't the same at all.

"Yup," Matt said with a chuckle. His free hand drifted over Cloud's lower spine, dipping just low enough to be a bit of a tease, but not enough to really start anything. "Mmm, you should go without a shirt more often. And pants, if you can wing it."

"Why?" Cloud asked, blushing slightly. He tilted his head to look up at Matt.

"Because I like to touch you," Matt told him with a bit of a grin, brushing his lips over Cloud's nose. "And look at you. And taste you. He licked the tip playfully, then grinned. "You're blushing, Mr. Strife."

Having it brought to his attention that he was blushing didn't help him stop. "So... that's an around you thing and not in general?"

"Hmm." Matt pretended to ponder that for a moment as his lips drifted over Cloud's blush. Then he smiled and kissed the bridge of his nose, between his eyes. "I s'pose so, though it'd be nice to come over randomly and find you without a shirt too."

"I don't like unexpected visitors," Cloud said, his body tensing. It wouldn't be good if Matt showed up unannounced when Kadaj was here.

Matt frowned and smoothed his hands over Cloud's back, trying to get him to relax again. He could take a hint; he wouldn't come over, even if he was extremely curious as to why he shouldn't. But he could figure that out later. Right now he nuzzled Cloud's temple again. "All right, all right, I'll call first. I have your num~ber~"

Hearing Matt say that he'd call first was all it took to relax him. "Thanks." Cloud was glad that Matt hadn't asked why. He wasn't sure he could explain it to him.

"Mmm," Matt replied vaguely. He let his fingers continue to roam up and down the smooth expanse of Cloud's back, wondering if Cloud's reaction had anything to do with the unknown watching them from the roof. "Hungry?"

"A little," Cloud replied, still not wanting to move. He was really enjoying the cuddling and eating would not be possible like this.

Matt wholeheartedly agreed; he could lie here like this all day if Cloud let him. He sighed and let his head fall back to the ground again, fingers smoothing over the soft bumps of Cloud's lower spine. "I like you," he murmured comfortably. There was always a bit of a gap between getting to know someone from a game and hanging out with them in person. Matt was glad to see that he liked the real Cloud just as much as his pixelated version.

"Mmm," was all Cloud bothered to say in return. It wasn't that he didn't like Matt, because he did, but the fact was that feeling that they were being watched hadn't fully left him. No one other than Kadaj would have stuck around this long if there was actually someone there. And if it was Kadaj... Cloud didn't want to waste his time with Matt thinking about that.

Well, Matt reasoned to himself, he had known the guy for most of his life, stripped version or not, whereas Cloud had only known him for the past week or so, so he supposed it was fine if Cloud didn't like him yet--not that he was assuming he ever would. He hadn't meant he liked him liked him, just...liked him. He was cool and fun to hang out with and pretty. Matt was really lucky to have met him at all.

"What'cha thinking about?" he asked curiously, then internally kicked himself for sounding too girly. He didn't want to smother the guy, he'd just been curious, since he was so quiet. Dammit.

"Things." Cloud needed to stall for a moment to come up with something he could say that would neither be a lie nor be saying too much. "About spending time with you." That was only the very tip of the iceberg. "I like it."

Yeah, well, Matt had been doing his best to make sure Cloud would; he hadn't even smoked a damn cigarette yet. Still, the compliment made him blush a little. "Well good. This is nice." He demonstrated what he meant by letting his nails scrape lightly over Cloud's lower back, where the hem of his pants would be.

Cloud shivered as Matt's nails scraped across his skin. "Very nice," he whispered. The teasing that Matt was doing - had been doing for quite a while - was really starting to get to him. Cloud licked his lips and glanced at Matt's face, barely resisting the urge to kiss him again.

Matt smiled when he noticed Cloud's gaze and dipped his fingertips down to run along the curve of his ass. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Cloud said, closing his eyes. He managed to hold himself back from kissing Matt - getting caught up in the heat of the moment once made sense, but to do it twice? He couldn't use that as an excuse for breaking his promise. Of course, he'd never promised not to kiss Matt.

"Mmm," Matt purred, lifting his head again to nuzzle beneath Cloud's jaw. When he reached that small hollow beneath his chin he let his tongue flick out and licked.

"Mmm," Cloud agreed, angling his head to give Matt more access. He wondered if they were going to do this all day, or if they would eventually get around to doing something else. Not that he'd complain if they didn't.

Matt didn't bother replying, instead taking advantage of the show of skin Cloud was giving him to lightly graze his teeth over his adam's apple, a hand dipping down to carefully scrape his nails over the back of Cloud's thigh. He was still amazed that he was allowed to touch Cloud Strife like this, the Cloud Strife, but his fascination with the man was quickly shifting to something more personal than with his name in general. Matt didn't mind. Cloud would make a good friend.

"Matt," Cloud gasped, twisting under his fingers and mouth the gentle scrapes of teeth and nails sending shivers down his spine. He wanted to know how it was Matt learned all these things, how he managed to get these reactions out of him from just the simplest of touches.

Hearing his name said like that made Matt moan softly, his fingers scraping a little harder than he'd meant to along the sensitive skin at the bottom of Cloud's ass. He was with near virgins so infrequently that he couldn't get over how sensitive Cloud was, nor stop himself from taking advantage of it while he had the chance.

Cloud arched hard against Matt's body, moaning low in his throat. That shouldn't have felt as good as it did, he thought. It shouldn't have made him want more.

A rumbling growl slipped from Matt's throat at the firm press of Cloud's body against his and he found himself arching back, a hand curling around Cloud's ass to press and hold him close. They shouldn't be doing this again so quickly; it wasn't what Matt had come here for, and it wasn't the kind of relationship he wanted with Cloud. But Christ, he felt and smelled and tasted and looked so fucking good, he was having a hard time controlling himself. His lips found the hollow of Cloud's throat and he bit carefully, testing what kind of sensations the blond liked and didn't like so he'd know for later. Later, he reminded himself firmly. They'd have plenty of time for this after they actually did other things.

Cloud wasn't sure why his enjoyment of the roughness of the scratch and now the bite were so surprising to him. There was plenty of biting when he was with Kadaj. And he really enjoyed it then. So why was it surprising now? Thinking was nearly impossible right now, so Cloud made a note to try and figure this out later, when Matt's mouth wasn't busy making him moan. He dug his fingers into Matt's back as he arched into the bite, calling out Matt's name.