Very Nearly Good Enough
Chapter 2
Most of this is explicit sex. If you'd like to avoid the explicit sex, only the first paragraph is advised. Up to the word "whore".
Cardie Lay back on his bunk. Errin was also in the dorm, so he couldn't cry. He wouldn't cry. At least not audibly. He couldn't stop thinking over everything Sephiroth had just said. He'd only gone up ask why he had to move. His stuff was already packed up. He wasn't trying to stick in unit 13. He was glad to go. No way was he going to spend his free time in the same room even as that pretty, gentle-faced, bird-like asshole Cloud. Nope. Not interested. What he really wanted was for Sephiroth to admit why he wanted him out. He had some feasible excuse, the new boy was delicate, wanted him with someone he trusted as well as Zacks (trusted well enough to fuck him), and was it really so hard to move 3 feet to make life easier for such a dimwitted boy as Cloud? Then he'd spoken fast, like he wanted to get it over with. Some, polite nonsense Cardie could barely remember... degrade our relationship, need to stop spending so much time together, something like that. Perhaps he would have been naive enough to believe it was because "Suspicions had been roused"... But Zacks had warned him...
"You're not really his type, Cardie... just don't bee too surprised if things don't work out." Zacks had showed genuine concern, "He likes you, but, you're just not the sort of guy he usually dates."
"You mean, I'm of legal age?" Cardie had snapped, his voice poisonous with spite. Judging by Zacks' bitter expression there, that was exactly true, but not at all what he meant to say. He'd had no reply to that. Zacks had merely turned away. As if personally ashamed of his master's tendency.
Cardie felt anger, and shame overcome his sadness. Why isn't Cloud here? He wasn't on duty... Finally he found a non-paranoid, inspecific query to put to his friend.
"Where are the guys then?"
"Uh, I think Ad's in off-ground training or something... Cloud went off with Zacks... presumably for some clandestine bathroom anal..." came the reply from above.
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He'd passed Zacks in the hall, he didn't look much like a guy about to get laid by a fourteen year old whore.
"Cloud!" Sephiroth's quite, insincere smile was already upon his face as Zacks ushered him into the plush quarters of the general. He was seated behind a modern, pine desk perfectly in-line with the door, on a padded faux leather chair, his hands poised over an impressively ugly -and thus presumably powerfull- computer. "I'm just typing up some stats, Yes, Zacks, you may leave..." Sephiroth abandoned his work quickly and got Cloud a drink. He didn't seem tempted to ply him with alcohol, and offered juice or tea. Cloud chose tea, he was apprehensive, and the time it took to boil a kettle would be time well wasted. Cloud sat, on request on a velvety-sued sofa beside the door. Sephiroth perched on the edge of his desk. They waited quietly, Cloud had no idea how to make private conversation with the general, and Sephiroth didn't seem to want to. Eventually, when the kettle had boiled, as he brought two steaming mugs through from the green-tiled galley kitchen off his office, he spoke.
"I presume you're getting on well? No bullies, failings or other trouble you need to talk to me about?"
Cloud thought, no, he'd been doing fine. Being a soldier was hard, but he expected that. He didn't mind, either. "No, I'm having a lovely time, thankyou." Sephiroth seemed to find this uproariously funny.
"Not so formal Cloud, I'm not your superior right now... you know that." Cloud was tempted to point out Sephiroth's formality... but he couldn't imagine him any other way. Cloud didn't know how he felt. He had never even considered a situation like this, so he had no idea how he favored it. He'd never even considered his sexuality. He'd always just assumed he'd like girls, and perhaps willed it so... so confusing. But he knew this wasn't optional, he would do what he was expected to do, and if that meant erring on the side of light in terms of his own feelings, so be it. "I've always looked up to you, you know. Since I was young. I had pictures of you cut out from the paper. I told my Mom I was going to come here, join SOLDIER and grow up to be like the great Sephiroth...". Sephiroth moved fast, approaching the couch, taking the cup of tea from his hand and putting it on the floor, kissing Cloud, in one incredible synchronized fluid motion, without pause.
This was the hardest part of the story to relive... had the hair in front of his eyes been blonde? Black? Red? He could have been anyone... but he could remember how it felt. His lips were so soft... his mouth still drawn at the edges, it was passionate, slow, hard... It was terrifying.
Cloud became almost totally maleable at that point. Part of him still wanted to stop it, but part of him knew he had to do it, and part of him wanted to. Sephiroth dragged him to the right, into his bedroom, almost violently. He practically threw him on the bed, and was on top of him instantly kissing him all over the face and neck, fast. Cloud could barely breathe with all of Sephiroth's weight on him. Sephiroth worked his lips further down his body, peeling his jumpsuit away, and mercifully shifting most of his body onto the bed. He stood then, and undid the buckles on his coat and boots, dropping the former to the ground with a loud clatter of paudrons, and peeling the latter off with some difficulty. He removed his trousers and underwear in one swoop and stood completely naked, his head tilted slightly, letting Cloud take in the acreage of perfectly sculpted muscle and although he couldn't quite make himself look down, Cloud could tell Sephiroth was aroused. After receiving a meaningfull look Cloud completely removed his jumpsuit. For some reason Sephiroth laughed. Cloud though back to the rumor that Sephiroth could read minds. It had a fair basis, as he somehow always knew who to punish, and even how. The idea that he might be hearing his heartbeat and knowing his fear was enough to unnerve Cloud even in this situation.
Sephiroth sat on the edge of the bed and played the annoying game of moving into Cloud's field of vision until he was forced to hold his gaze. Sephiroth's playing around was comforting enough to be a distraction from the fact that between them they where wearing just a pair of boxers. Eventually, when Cloud had calmed down a bit Sephiroth moved in to kiss him again, and even slipped a hand into Cloud's boxers, his cold fingers working expertly. He then proceeded to slide the cloth away, and began to lick Cloud, in such a way as Cloud could never have imagined. His tongue and lips where strong and skilled. When he was satisfied with Cloud's arousal, he murmured something unintelligible and lifted the blonde's skinny legs, almost inspecting him, with an intentionally comforting comedic air. Cloud kept his eyes shut tight, willing him to get it over with. He felt cold liquid smoothed onto him. There was a thinking pause before Sephiroth turned him over, pushed his chest down roughly and positioned his legs spread wide. Then Cloud felt the tip of Sephiroth's cock at his entrance. Sephiroth whispered to him, about relaxing and not being afraid, he was stroking him gently, he pushed into Cloud, slowly at first but speeding up as his breathing hardened. When he was right into him, Cloud's eyes opened wide, as he felt something strange... pleasurable, he supposed, but... odd, unlike anything he'd felt before. He felt it stronger as Sephiroth's long thrusts sped up. His mind seemed to be working on a different level, he couldn't remember in any detail how long it was until they both finished, or anything Sephiroth had said- for he had spoken a great deal as soon as they had finished, in between rough breaths, nonsense, really, but something about Cloud being beautiful. A declaration of love, even.
End of Chapter 2
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