A/N: Just a little something warm and sweet. Hope you enjoy.
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Adequation.
They stand before one another, naked. The space between their bodies is miniscule, hot and dense and Cloud can hear the way Leon's breath comes in shaky little starts in the quiet of the bedroom.
The younger brings his hand up and lays it palm down over Leon's fluttering heart, the older man twitching ever so slightly at the gentle contact. Cloud can sense how skittish Leon is - as if one quick movement, one raised word will break the spell they are under and send the brunet running.
Cloud rubs his thumb back and forth, comforting, calming. They are doing more than just bearing flesh tonight and Cloud won't underestimate the importance of it. He steps a little closer, demolishing the space between them and presses his body against Leon's, hearing the faint intake of breath the taller man makes. Cloud looks up into shimmering silver eyes, huge pools of blackness spreading like ink stains in the centre of them; from fear maybe, or attraction? Cloud thinks maybe a little of both. He tilts his head back and presses forwards, brushing his nose against Leon's, his top lip bumping Leon's bottom one, asking, checking to see if he may continue. He hears the older man swallow and a shudder runs through him.
Leon pulls back a fraction, head shaking. "I... I can't"
"Yes... you can." Cloud answers back without hesitation. He knows he can because if he can do it, then anyone can. "It's just me." he reassures, snaking his hand that has been resting against Leon's chest up and into the gunblader's hair, tugging lightly a few times to ground him and pull him back from the edge of panic.
A warm rush of air leaves Leon's nostrils as he breaths out a deep calming breath and he steadies himself. He allows the blond to tug lightly on his neck, pulling him down the rest of the minimal distance between their lips and he lets himself be kissed. And he is surprised by how good it feels, how right. It's slow and easy, like they have always shared this small intimate act and Leon feels his legs tremble as the thought that he is kissing Cloud sinks in.
And Cloud is kissing back, soft and gentle and earnest.
They are matched. In strength and heart and in passion and tenderness, they mirror each other. One a reflection of the other as they trace the lines and contours of their bodies, letting fingers wonder over sensitive skin both soft and scarred. They are unhurried and smooth in their exploration and Leon gradually begins to feel like his world might not be tilting too badly tonight. The aching loneliness that permeates him is gone and he feels weightless for its absence.
He allows Cloud to guide him to the bed, and relinquishes his control. He sighs against a questioning mouth and yields to a searching hand; opening his trembling thighs to pull the blond closer. He lets him in - in all the ways he knows how. And as he cries out and trembles and bucks through his release he clings to the warm body above him, actually clings to another person like he promised himself he'd never do again. And he thinks, as Cloud kisses and licks away the damp sweat from his neck, that it might not be as bad as he first feared.
Falling.
Falling for Cloud - falling with Cloud. Just falling and falling forever.