Denial
Cloud barely stopped to think as his hands quickly fumbled with the leather belts around Leon's waist, swiftly discarding them from the slim waist and tossing them to the side as he moved his attention to Leon's trousers, the gunblader paying similar attention to Cloud's own garments, each of them removing the others clothes with urgency. It was with strong hands that Cloud turned Leon, the blond pushing the dark haired male to bend at the waist, leaning him over the desk. Cloud was moderately surprised at the lack of protesting from the usually sensible male. Leon didn't make any move to stop Cloud when he had pressed the other male back against the desk and kissed him, just five minutes before. Leon had made no objection to Cloud's domineering kiss, or the way Cloud had gripped tightly to the strands of silky brown hair while possessing Leon's mouth in a kiss that had left both of them gasping for breath. Cloud chose not to think on the way Leon arched back into the probing fingers as they stretched and quickly prepared the lithe male, chose not to dwell on the way Leon's soft moans made Cloud's body ache to be buried in that tight heat, just like he knew he would be, soon.
They had both agreed, back at the start of whatever this was. No attachments, no strings, tension relief and a warm body, that was all either of them wanted. So if Leon fit just right against Cloud's body, if Cloud knew exactly where to touch and exactly how to move, if Cloud's soft kisses lingered just that little bit too long or if Leon moaned Cloud's name in just that way, it was all just tension relief, nothing more. Cloud repeated it over and over in his head, all the while grunting as he thrust into Leon's body, the tight heat clutching to his cock just right and the easy fit of Leon's sweating back pressing to Cloud's chest. Cloud's strong arm around Leon's waist kept their bodies tight together, Leon's head tipped back, resting against Cloud's shoulder as their bodies moved in time with the other gave the blond perfect access to the smooth, vulnerable throat. Cloud knew that if he kept a steady rhythm of strong thrusts along with a strong grip on almost delicate hip bones and simply biting lightly at Leon's throat, he could bring the other man to orgasm without even touching his cock.
Leon gripped tightly at Cloud's wrist as his body tensed, a sharp cry of Cloud's name breaking past Leon's lips as he came, his body shuddering through the orgasm as his muscles contracted around Cloud's cock, bringing the other male over the edge with just a few more erratic thrusts. Cloud continued to hold Leon to his body, just to be sure that neither of them fell over, he told himself. Littering small kisses to the back of Leon's neck, biting at the soft flesh, leaving an indentation that would later be covered by Leon's soft, silky hair. It had nothing to do with affection, or any feelings at all.
And even as his breathing slowly evened out, his heartbeat starting to regulate again, Cloud continued to pet and kiss at Leon's skin, holding the cooling body close to his own. He'd deny any feelings until the day he died, but he'd be damned if he were giving up Leon.
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Disclaimer: Cloud and Leon belong to themselves. They probably do this anyway. Square own them. I didn't make money.