Confined
Cloud arched back, his head thumping almost painfully against the wall, the dull thud echoing in the tiny room. It didn't stop his partner though; the grip on his hips tightened slightly in warning but no other move was made. The wet suction continued and Cloud moaned at the feel, his nails digging into the wall behind him in an attempt to ground himself to something, to keep from floating away completely. A muffled moan caused him to look down, eyes falling on the sight before him. Wet lips around his hard cock, flushed cheeks from the exertion of the continuing blow job, lust filled eyes. Just the sight before him caused a stirring deep down, a possessiveness that had never really been present before. Cloud could feel his orgasm building, and as the final grasp of control fled from his grasp, Cloud threaded his fingers in thick dark hair and came with a sigh of a name on his lips, the breathy moan of 'Zack' filling the air in the small space around them.
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Disclaimer: Cloud and Zack belong to themselves. I'm just playing in the sandbox. Square owns it all.