Disclaimer: Don't own FFVII or any items/characters/locations. It all belongs to the gods at Square Soft /SquareEnix. Making no money off of this!
Author's notes: Got inspired after reading "Lestat Smile" and "Bed of Nails" by Chikara. Go read her stuff damn it! It's good! Takes place pre-game when Cloud was in SOLDIER.I've gotta give thanks to Silver Kitsune for letting me rant about Ganon and Link, and Kumi Toki.
Reviews: Flames will be posted and mocked. I don't care what you brats think, understood? All other reviews are welcomed with open arms.
Warnings: Not even sure this rates a NC-17, more like R. AU, man/man, random thoughts, and slight cheese.
Would you?
Would you cry as I broke you, sliced the skin from your flesh, shattered your bones and tore your hair? Would you beg for mercy as I tore the muscles from your back, legs, stomach and arms? Would your eyes slowly dull as I drained your blood from your body?
"Shhhh," Sephiroth whispered, stroking the shaking blondes back. "It's all right."
Would you forgive me?
Wide blue eyes stared into Mako green, uncertainty, fear and hesitation shining in those young eyes.
Would you forgive me as I stole your memories and burned your soul? Would you forgive me as I tortured your body and destroyed your mind?
Small whimpers, the sound of cloth rustling and incessant mumbles as moonlight scored through the window, surrounding both Cadet and General to the light, covering their naked, shifting bodies on the bed.
Would you still love me even through all this and more? Would you still curl into my arms at night and lose yourself in your dreams, unaware of the danger of being in my embrace?
Trembling, shaking from the touches, the sensations and the feeling of fullness. Whimpers escaping trembling lips and small moans fill the air as they're caught and kissed until the shaking stops and the need for warmth is awakened.
Would you forgive me after all that and still want me by your side, even with all I have done to you?
"Sephiroth…"
"Hmmm?"
"Do… you…l-l-like…?"
"Shhhh,"
Kisses to a sweaty shoulder, warms arms hugging, reassuring the pale youth.
"More then like, little one."
"Oh…"
Forgive me, for I know not what I've done to have you…
"Me too..."
Forgive me, for I will kill those that stand in the way of having you.
Warm smiles in the day of light, eyes alight with pleasure as the sea laps bared feet and black boots; Laughter, soft and musical as fingers tease through the warm salt water, skimming the quiescent surface.
Forgive me, for I am lost without you.
"Cloud?"
"Yes?"
Wicked green eyes, wicked grin and the blonde knows that look and can't help but smile back, albeit flushed and body squirming beneath knowledgeable hands. Body, long and hard, covers the lithe body beneath, leans down and in hails the scent of youth.
"Mine."
"Yes."
Forgive me.
End.
EndNote: keeps scrambling this thing! I pray it comes out all right.sighs