[I guess it's that time again to warn you of the happy sunshine-ness here. There's rape, blood, yaoi, violence. This is a spin-off from my original story Belonging, it focuses more on Cloud's side If you want to know more ahead of updates about this story then you can check it out, though it won't tell you much about Sephiroth when he's not around Cloud. .net/s/6778742/1/bBelonging_b]
His victory was sealed as the blonde's weapon fell and he collapsed to the ground in defeat, a vision of helpless beauty, ready for death to be delivered. Sephiroth had always thought Cloud was special, a perfect creature, worthy to be his. Green eyes sparked with excitement as they watched the beautiful boy attempt to move in his weakened state, the body was at his mercy but the mind refused to bow. An injustice he hoped to correct as soon as possible. He watched with peaking interest as Cloud shakily propped himself up on his elbows.
Sephiroth immediately kneeled down and shoved him forcefully against the cold floor beneath them, the impact clearly winding Cloud and causing his eyes to close in pain. Sephiroth took this advantage to kneel down over the boy and let his long flowing hair create a wall around the duo. Blue eyes opened blearily and tried to focus on the flawless man above them, a tremble clearly running through his entire body. This was too delicious for the taller man, he couldn't help but let a harsh laughter escape despite his calm demeanor.
"And so it appears our hero has failed...Only now will he see just how futile his attempts have been?" The tone coming from Sephiroth's perfect lips was questioning, trying to force the resistant mind of his equal to bend. After hearing no answer from his helpless victim, the one winged angel brushed his fingertips down over the soft silky cheek below him, exploring the untouched territory that lay helplessly before him. When his fingertips finally discovered the delicate peach colored lips it send stirs through his hardened length.
"And to the victor goes the spoils." He murmured, continuing his unreadable statements, causing more and more confusion to his beautiful company below. "My prize lies before me..." he whispered as his hands rested on the waistband of the blonde's black pants, "ready to be unwrapped". More stirs ran lustfully through the silver haired man as blue eyes widened in fear, realisation finally hitting him. While green eyes stared with fascination at the waistband his hand was so affectionately playing with, the other hand disappeared behind himself and reappeared with the intimidating sword dubbed masamune.
For just a moment Sephiroth spied a flicker of hope in the otherwise dead blues beneath him, so he was hoping for death? He would be begging for it once the one winged angel was finished with him, a luxury that would not befall him. He carefully moved the smooth blade to press against the black fabric covering Cloud's chest and watching as his breathing increased, the blonde's eyes squeezed tightly awaiting his execution. Instead though, the silver haired man let his blade gently slice the fabric until it fell away.
Sephiroth undid his own jacket and laid it neatly to the side, He then decided to hold his hand over the heaving chest to feel a panic-stricken strumming heart and causing blue eyes to fly open in shock and let out a shaky sigh. The blonde glanced around, eyeing the clothing around them, "wha-what are you...don't touch me...!" Cloud gasped in pure shock, wriggling uncomfortably underneath the intruding hand touching his chest. "But Cloud, you are my prize. You are mine." Sephiroth answered making sure to clarify his ownership of the boy beneath him.
The one winged angel flippantly ignored the hand Cloud was weakly pressing against his own chest in a vain attempt to free himself, a laughable fact to the silver haired man considering the critical condition the blonde seemed to be in. Beautiful eyelids dropped as blonde eyebrows furrowed, his prize was unconscious, a sleeping angel waiting to be tainted. Sephiroth tugged the black pants down past Cloud's knees and over his ankles, throwing it to the side before tugging his own pants and underwear off roughly.
Blue eyes gently blinked open as they followed the tall mans movements while he pulled down the underwear the blonde was wearing and continued to throw them to the side. It was a joy to see Cloud delusional enough to think he could reach the far away undergarments as he outstretched his fingers for them. Sephiroth pressed his own lips to his barely conscious victim who didn't have the strength to fight back or pull away. A nimble hand began exploring the blonde's chest then venturing down over the smooth expanse of milky skin of his victim's waist.
The hands continued hungrily over the blonde's hips and down to the thighs below him, which trembled at the cool touch. The quiet pained gasp hit Sephiroth's ears as he dug his nails deeply into Cloud's thighs, creating pools of red where his fingernails met flesh. He then proceeded to push a leg forcefully up to crush against his captive's chest until he heard a loud cracking sound, this made Sephiroth smile, not just at the bone-chilling noise, but also at the delightful grimace of pain and the sudden gasp he was growing accustom to hearing from the blond.
"...no...p-please..." Cloud hopelessly begged as he struggled uselessly under the pressure of his own leg against his ribs. This only caused Sephiroth to shift his weight onto the leg and force it down. Sephiroth shifted himself until he was positioned directly at his prize's entrance, staring mercilessly into those panicked beautiful blue eyes as he smiled wryly with lust and passion in his eyes. Without warning the silver haired man took his first forceful thrust, filling the air with his own moans of pleasure as the tight contracting muscles massaged his member sensually, and his victims desperate screams.
[And because that's roughly where I ended the original first chapter of belonging it only seems right to be an ass all over again and end it in the worst spot possible again.]