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Sephiroth stood over Cloud, his hair reflecting the moonlight softly so it seemed as if there was a silver halo glowing over his head. If Cloud had woken up at that moment he would have thought he was still dreaming and that some kind of enthral being had come to him. Only this one was hungry, hungry for Cloud and nothing was going to stop it. Slowly long fingers reached out towards Cloud’s arm before landing on his wrist. They were bare and the continual wearing of gloves had protected them and left them soft. The fingers danced around Cloud’s wrist before fluttering down each finger in turn. The mattress shifted as another weight settled into it. Then the hand continued on its exploration. Drifting up towards the elbow, stroking the inner skin along the inside of the arm the hand bypassed the armpit, not wanting to disturb the sleeper. It then reached over to stroke the shoulder of the sleeper. Fingertips danced over soft muscle that slid beneath creamy skin before they shuddered, there was so much skin to explore, and the fingers were not sure where to travel to next.
Gently Sephiroth leaned forwards, his hair draping across and falling on Cloud’s outstretched arm, his fingers’ tickling along the base of Cloud’s neck where soft hair melted into soft skin. Weight resting on his other hand he leant forwards until he was completely covering the upper part of Cloud’s body. His hair fell like a curtain, enclosing Cloud as if he was the bed the drapes surrounded. Shifting his body so he could free his other hand, Sephiroth sent it downwards towards Cloud’s lower regions. However, the hand stopped just before it touched Cloud’s inner thigh, the heat mixing between the two areas of skin. It was too early for that. Instead the hand drifted down the outer leg that was displayed. Ghosting over the knee to explore an ankle the hand continued. It was a stretch, playing with Clouds hair at one side and running the other up his leg, so Sephiroth brought the hands to meet at Cloud’s stomach. Spreading over his chest, one thumb dipping into the little hollow that marred the expanse of skin there, here Sephiroth paused for a moment, enjoying the skin that moved softly with each breath Cloud took. Gradually they worked their way upwards towards the neck. As they passed over his upper chest Cloud let out an unconscious moan.
Sephiroth stopped his ministrations, his hands frozen with the palms resting on Cloud’s nipples. Cloud had opened his lips and his eyes showed the signs of dreams as the pupil moved beneath the lids. Cloud was deeply asleep. Then an unholy grin stretched across Sephiroth’s face. Cloud would not wake up easily. Therefore, Sephiroth could play as much as he wanted to with his unknowing toy. He sat back, thinking what plan could bring him the greatest pleasure. Sephiroth was a hedonist at heart, all existed for his own benefit and pleasure. Especially this small slip of a man who entranced him so, he too would bring Sephiroth all the pleasure that could be wrought from him.
Discarding his robe, it would get in the way; Sephiroth went round to start at Cloud’s ankles. Running his hands along Cloud’s feet he stroked the underside of the calves before moving up to the thighs. Here he drew patterns of unknown shape as they were lost the moment they left his fingers. Cloud’s breaths were rising, his lips had opened more and Sephiroth spotted the beginnings of an erection. Rolling Cloud onto his back he parted Cloud’s legs to allow for more skin to be reached. Slowly he moved up the thighs, testing the skin that brushed beneath his fingers. He avoided the rapidly hardening cock that was not obviously beginning to strain in front of his face. His hands once again reached the expanse of Cloud’s stomach and moved around, mapping his territory. He now had one knee between Cloud’s legs and the other at Cloud’s right thigh. He continued upwards, fingers reaching, he was faster now, almost desperate to explore the whole of the body that was offered so wonderfully to him. Cloud was panting now, erection straining, and a flush of arousal across his cheeks. A low moan slipped from between his lips along with a breathy whisper.
“Se...ph...oth” Sephiroth strained closer to hear what Cloud was whispering from the throes of the dream he had brought on.
“Sephiroth!” the call was louder and Sephiroth allowed himself to smile. His Cloud was being a good boy, even when asleep. He must reward him.
Leaning forwards, Sephiroth licked a long train up from Cloud’s left nipple to the side of his neck, after he continued on up to nibble at Cloud’s ear. Cloud’s response to this pleasure was to stretch his neck out as he pushed his head backwards. He did not know what was happening, even in the dream. The dream where the handsome Sephiroth touched him in such wonderful ways, ways he would never in real life. Cloud had no idea of what he wanted, but he wanted more. Sephiroth knew exactly what he wanted from the writhing body beneath him. Complete and utter submission, even in sleep Cloud would submit. As he leant down towards Cloud once again he softly brushed his lips across the open ones. A gentle kiss, anything too harsh would wake him up and it was too early for that. With that thought in mind his hand went down to enclose around Cloud’s cock for the first time. Merely holding it in his long fingered hands. Cloud was not big, but he was not small either. He was in proportion, Sephiroth though. Just the right size to hold. Gently running his hand up and then down again Sephiroth gradually brought Cloud into a more and more desperate state. Cloud was beginning to curl inwards, back arching as he strained for something to happen, anything. Just for something to bring him onwards from the gentle torture that he was getting now.
Kissing Cloud once again Sephiroth took pity on him. He had been a good boy tonight; he had amused Sephiroth and given such wonderful reactions to everything that had happened to him. It was time for Cloud to receive a reward. Still, he must not wake Cloud. Cloud would merely believe that it was all a dream, and in doing so fall more into Sephiroth’s net of entanglement. Bringing his other hand down from where it had been stroking Cloud’s hair, Sephiroth took Cloud’s right nipple in his fingers before pinching it, at the same time he rotated his hand left and right at the same time as stroking Cloud. The enriched sensations overwhelmed Cloud’s inexperienced senses. He came, uttering a quiet cry and exposing his neck as he did so. The white milk of his essence landed mostly on his left thigh and the pushed back sheets. Sephiroth smiled, Cloud was his, no mistaking that.
After cleaning Cloud with the sheets and depositing them in the laundry chute, Sephiroth had gotten a new sheet to cover Cloud. He would have no knowledge of this night. He tucked Cloud in gently and pressed a kiss to his forehead. He would let Cloud go tomorrow, Cloud would come back. This was his home now no matter what he thought otherwise. Silently Sephiroth stalked back through the portrait door, closing it behind him and picking up his robe. He left a sleeping Cloud who supported a smile on his face. He was in a good dream, it involved a silver haired man holding him tightly and kissing his forehead. He smiled softly at the contented, happy expression that rested on Cloud’s face. Yes, he wanted this, as much as he wanted Cloud bleeding and begging he also wanted him able to sleep and smile in his presence. Sephiroth would get both, eventually.
After arriving in his majestic room Sephiroth stopped only to write himself a note to read in the morning. He then switched off the light; he would need rest for tomorrow’s events. After all he had a ‘rippper’ to punish for harming Cloud. ‘The Ripper’ would learn that not even his deeds would hurt as much as what Sephiroth had planned for him. Visions of blood and faces of pain caused a crazed smile to explode on his face, wiping out any trace of the gentle expression that had rested their earlier. A mad laughter bubbled up in his chest but he forced it down. He could not laugh now, he may wake Cloud up. For Cloud’s pain there would be blood spilt. He could pay the authorities to give him control of the man’s execution, but the man would not die immediately. His death would be long, his last thoughts begging for the darkness that accompanied the silence of the heart.
Back at a small apartment in the darker side of town, Reno sat on a chair in his apartment. Cloud had not returned and to Reno Cloud had seemed like the kind of boy who did not stay out all night drinking. He was the type who like to return home for the sake of having a home. Raising a cigarette to his mouth Reno shrugged, Cloud had probably gone to stay at one of his police friends houses. Cloud could look after himself from the general lowlifes in Midgar. The only once that were probably dangerous were the higher ups. The aristocrats that held the strings of the city in their hands, and their bank accounts. Not many of them would take an interest in Cloud anyway, unless he knew something. Reno knew for certain that he didn’t. Nothing had happened since he had arrived, not even the Silver General had done anything. Thinking again Reno realised that there was one person that could potentially take interest in Cloud. Sephiroth had a history of young beautiful men, and had a history of their deaths. Still they couldn’t have met already. When Cloud returned he would warn him of the potential dangers of being pretty and in Midgar. The police badge would warn some of them away, just not them all.
Blowing out a ring of smoke Reno thought back to what he knew of the spiky haired boy. Oh yeah, he had that Zack as a partner. Meh, Cloud would be fine, Zack was a mamma wolf when it came to protecting those he cared about. Sweet and innocent Cloud would have gone under as ‘protect and coddle me now’ in Zack-radar. Aeries would love him too, or at least love dressing him up. She had wanted a pretty boy to play with for ages. Together they would protect Cloud. How quickly could he get into trouble anyway?
In another part of the city a muffled chuckle was heard. A figure was seen taking things out of closets and boxes, all the while laughing. Aeries giggled again as she took out the next outfit. Cloud was so cute. He would look wonderful in some of the things she had stashed away. Now, maid outfit or bunny ears, hmmmm. If in doubt take both! Aeries giggled again, this would be so much fun. And she would take him shopping to meet her friends too. Cloud would have great fun!
Through this all Cloud slept on, blissfully unaware of what others were planning for him, or thinking about him. He was wrapped safely in dreams of Sephiroth. Then his dreams took another turn, old memories of a dirty-blond haired man tormented him. Harsh words cut through his heart ripping it from his breast to lie bleeding in front of him. He had ran, back then. But in his dream no matter how far he ran the words and sneers still came to torment him. Face twisted into a frown with tears running tracks down his cheeks Cloud could not help the weakness that overtook him. No matter how much he buried those memories they would always return. The betrayal, the hurt would always haunt him. He could never escape.
Wey! I did it. This just poured out. Tho the chapter wanted to finish just short of 2,000 words but i made it continue. you get little flashes of people here to remind you they exist. Poor abused Cloud, don't worry Sephy will make it better for you. I just realised, i kinda need a new userpic. This one is rather old. Does anyone have any good SephXCloud ones i could use, please?
Gently Sephiroth leaned forwards, his hair draping across and falling on Cloud’s outstretched arm, his fingers’ tickling along the base of Cloud’s neck where soft hair melted into soft skin. Weight resting on his other hand he leant forwards until he was completely covering the upper part of Cloud’s body. His hair fell like a curtain, enclosing Cloud as if he was the bed the drapes surrounded. Shifting his body so he could free his other hand, Sephiroth sent it downwards towards Cloud’s lower regions. However, the hand stopped just before it touched Cloud’s inner thigh, the heat mixing between the two areas of skin. It was too early for that. Instead the hand drifted down the outer leg that was displayed. Ghosting over the knee to explore an ankle the hand continued. It was a stretch, playing with Clouds hair at one side and running the other up his leg, so Sephiroth brought the hands to meet at Cloud’s stomach. Spreading over his chest, one thumb dipping into the little hollow that marred the expanse of skin there, here Sephiroth paused for a moment, enjoying the skin that moved softly with each breath Cloud took. Gradually they worked their way upwards towards the neck. As they passed over his upper chest Cloud let out an unconscious moan.
Sephiroth stopped his ministrations, his hands frozen with the palms resting on Cloud’s nipples. Cloud had opened his lips and his eyes showed the signs of dreams as the pupil moved beneath the lids. Cloud was deeply asleep. Then an unholy grin stretched across Sephiroth’s face. Cloud would not wake up easily. Therefore, Sephiroth could play as much as he wanted to with his unknowing toy. He sat back, thinking what plan could bring him the greatest pleasure. Sephiroth was a hedonist at heart, all existed for his own benefit and pleasure. Especially this small slip of a man who entranced him so, he too would bring Sephiroth all the pleasure that could be wrought from him.
Discarding his robe, it would get in the way; Sephiroth went round to start at Cloud’s ankles. Running his hands along Cloud’s feet he stroked the underside of the calves before moving up to the thighs. Here he drew patterns of unknown shape as they were lost the moment they left his fingers. Cloud’s breaths were rising, his lips had opened more and Sephiroth spotted the beginnings of an erection. Rolling Cloud onto his back he parted Cloud’s legs to allow for more skin to be reached. Slowly he moved up the thighs, testing the skin that brushed beneath his fingers. He avoided the rapidly hardening cock that was not obviously beginning to strain in front of his face. His hands once again reached the expanse of Cloud’s stomach and moved around, mapping his territory. He now had one knee between Cloud’s legs and the other at Cloud’s right thigh. He continued upwards, fingers reaching, he was faster now, almost desperate to explore the whole of the body that was offered so wonderfully to him. Cloud was panting now, erection straining, and a flush of arousal across his cheeks. A low moan slipped from between his lips along with a breathy whisper.
“Se...ph...oth” Sephiroth strained closer to hear what Cloud was whispering from the throes of the dream he had brought on.
“Sephiroth!” the call was louder and Sephiroth allowed himself to smile. His Cloud was being a good boy, even when asleep. He must reward him.
Leaning forwards, Sephiroth licked a long train up from Cloud’s left nipple to the side of his neck, after he continued on up to nibble at Cloud’s ear. Cloud’s response to this pleasure was to stretch his neck out as he pushed his head backwards. He did not know what was happening, even in the dream. The dream where the handsome Sephiroth touched him in such wonderful ways, ways he would never in real life. Cloud had no idea of what he wanted, but he wanted more. Sephiroth knew exactly what he wanted from the writhing body beneath him. Complete and utter submission, even in sleep Cloud would submit. As he leant down towards Cloud once again he softly brushed his lips across the open ones. A gentle kiss, anything too harsh would wake him up and it was too early for that. With that thought in mind his hand went down to enclose around Cloud’s cock for the first time. Merely holding it in his long fingered hands. Cloud was not big, but he was not small either. He was in proportion, Sephiroth though. Just the right size to hold. Gently running his hand up and then down again Sephiroth gradually brought Cloud into a more and more desperate state. Cloud was beginning to curl inwards, back arching as he strained for something to happen, anything. Just for something to bring him onwards from the gentle torture that he was getting now.
Kissing Cloud once again Sephiroth took pity on him. He had been a good boy tonight; he had amused Sephiroth and given such wonderful reactions to everything that had happened to him. It was time for Cloud to receive a reward. Still, he must not wake Cloud. Cloud would merely believe that it was all a dream, and in doing so fall more into Sephiroth’s net of entanglement. Bringing his other hand down from where it had been stroking Cloud’s hair, Sephiroth took Cloud’s right nipple in his fingers before pinching it, at the same time he rotated his hand left and right at the same time as stroking Cloud. The enriched sensations overwhelmed Cloud’s inexperienced senses. He came, uttering a quiet cry and exposing his neck as he did so. The white milk of his essence landed mostly on his left thigh and the pushed back sheets. Sephiroth smiled, Cloud was his, no mistaking that.
After cleaning Cloud with the sheets and depositing them in the laundry chute, Sephiroth had gotten a new sheet to cover Cloud. He would have no knowledge of this night. He tucked Cloud in gently and pressed a kiss to his forehead. He would let Cloud go tomorrow, Cloud would come back. This was his home now no matter what he thought otherwise. Silently Sephiroth stalked back through the portrait door, closing it behind him and picking up his robe. He left a sleeping Cloud who supported a smile on his face. He was in a good dream, it involved a silver haired man holding him tightly and kissing his forehead. He smiled softly at the contented, happy expression that rested on Cloud’s face. Yes, he wanted this, as much as he wanted Cloud bleeding and begging he also wanted him able to sleep and smile in his presence. Sephiroth would get both, eventually.
After arriving in his majestic room Sephiroth stopped only to write himself a note to read in the morning. He then switched off the light; he would need rest for tomorrow’s events. After all he had a ‘rippper’ to punish for harming Cloud. ‘The Ripper’ would learn that not even his deeds would hurt as much as what Sephiroth had planned for him. Visions of blood and faces of pain caused a crazed smile to explode on his face, wiping out any trace of the gentle expression that had rested their earlier. A mad laughter bubbled up in his chest but he forced it down. He could not laugh now, he may wake Cloud up. For Cloud’s pain there would be blood spilt. He could pay the authorities to give him control of the man’s execution, but the man would not die immediately. His death would be long, his last thoughts begging for the darkness that accompanied the silence of the heart.
Back at a small apartment in the darker side of town, Reno sat on a chair in his apartment. Cloud had not returned and to Reno Cloud had seemed like the kind of boy who did not stay out all night drinking. He was the type who like to return home for the sake of having a home. Raising a cigarette to his mouth Reno shrugged, Cloud had probably gone to stay at one of his police friends houses. Cloud could look after himself from the general lowlifes in Midgar. The only once that were probably dangerous were the higher ups. The aristocrats that held the strings of the city in their hands, and their bank accounts. Not many of them would take an interest in Cloud anyway, unless he knew something. Reno knew for certain that he didn’t. Nothing had happened since he had arrived, not even the Silver General had done anything. Thinking again Reno realised that there was one person that could potentially take interest in Cloud. Sephiroth had a history of young beautiful men, and had a history of their deaths. Still they couldn’t have met already. When Cloud returned he would warn him of the potential dangers of being pretty and in Midgar. The police badge would warn some of them away, just not them all.
Blowing out a ring of smoke Reno thought back to what he knew of the spiky haired boy. Oh yeah, he had that Zack as a partner. Meh, Cloud would be fine, Zack was a mamma wolf when it came to protecting those he cared about. Sweet and innocent Cloud would have gone under as ‘protect and coddle me now’ in Zack-radar. Aeries would love him too, or at least love dressing him up. She had wanted a pretty boy to play with for ages. Together they would protect Cloud. How quickly could he get into trouble anyway?
In another part of the city a muffled chuckle was heard. A figure was seen taking things out of closets and boxes, all the while laughing. Aeries giggled again as she took out the next outfit. Cloud was so cute. He would look wonderful in some of the things she had stashed away. Now, maid outfit or bunny ears, hmmmm. If in doubt take both! Aeries giggled again, this would be so much fun. And she would take him shopping to meet her friends too. Cloud would have great fun!
Through this all Cloud slept on, blissfully unaware of what others were planning for him, or thinking about him. He was wrapped safely in dreams of Sephiroth. Then his dreams took another turn, old memories of a dirty-blond haired man tormented him. Harsh words cut through his heart ripping it from his breast to lie bleeding in front of him. He had ran, back then. But in his dream no matter how far he ran the words and sneers still came to torment him. Face twisted into a frown with tears running tracks down his cheeks Cloud could not help the weakness that overtook him. No matter how much he buried those memories they would always return. The betrayal, the hurt would always haunt him. He could never escape.
Wey! I did it. This just poured out. Tho the chapter wanted to finish just short of 2,000 words but i made it continue. you get little flashes of people here to remind you they exist. Poor abused Cloud, don't worry Sephy will make it better for you. I just realised, i kinda need a new userpic. This one is rather old. Does anyone have any good SephXCloud ones i could use, please?