She couldn't take it anymore, she reached out a hand, let it hover near his collarbone, but was too afraid to actually touch him.
"No. It's ok." He took her hand and put it on him. "We were meant for this." he said gently.
She let out a stunned breath. Touching him was like having electricity run through you. He was so alive, so different from anything. It was like being in direct contact with an angel. Sephiroth smiled, leaned forward and gave her lip a bite. He pulled back.
"I'm a little rough." He pulled her across and onto him. He gave her a rough, almost painful kiss. It was like nothing she'd ever felt. He was alive, he was full of electricity. It was like being in direct contact with an angel. His tongue played across hers and she closed her eyes. She saw civilizations rise and fall. He pulled at her black tank top, ripping it a little, then sliding his hand under it. He gave her a little pinch and she thought she would melt"Oh my God."
"No…he has nothing to do with it."
Sephiroth moved his other hand up her shirt and slipped it over her head, she moved to accommodate. He planted little pleasure pain bites at her throat and her earlobes. Slowly, his hand glided down her body to the waist of her black pants. He unfastened the button carefully, holding her hands over her head with one hand. He bit her stomach to the right of her navel, then let go of her hands. He forcefully pushed her remaining clothes off. She looked up at him, a little scared, a little breathless.
"…wait…"
He wove his fingers together with hers and got in her face.
"I'm going to make you whole." he growled. She made a noise that was most likely an agreement and he pushed on. He then proceeded to do things she didn't even imagine were possible. Things she didn't think even existed. He gave everything to her. He showed her what it meant to feel whole; he connected her to everything around her, to her feelings. He made her complete for the first time in her life.
After it was over, she just kind of stared over at him.
"I can't even..." she started.
"Yeah...it's ok." He smiled at her, green eyes full of fire. "I haven't done that the last couple of times I've been alive. How do YOU feel?"
Sephora smiled at him, she did, in fact, feel different. She felt like she could do anything, any time she wanted to. She felt like she could take on the world, like she had all the power in the world. She just needed to stay with him. She suddenly remembered something she had been meaning to ask him, from her dream.
"Sephiroth?'
"Hmmm?"
"Who will lie to me?"
"I'm sorry?"
"In the dreams, you would tell me not to listen to 'him' that 'he' would lie to me. Who did you mean?"
"Cloud. Cloud Strife will lie to you."
"I knew there was something wrong with him. He acts odd around me. I don't like him."
"Good. Don't worry about Cloud. We'll take care of him..."
"So, what's next?"
"You'll see. Right now get some sleep; you might not do it again for awhile."
"Mmm, ok." She curled into his right side and drifted off. Sephiroth wasn't so lucky; he hadn't actually needed sleep in some time actually. It was part of his unique chemistry, he had come to believe. Soon it would probably be part of hers, too, just like the green eyes the joining of his cells had given her. This was a great plan; he couldn't believe he had come up with while he was, for the most part, dead. He had just been another swirling part of the Lifestream, but he was different, he was oh, so very special. He came up with a plan; he got in touch with another of Jenova's gifted children. One more endowed than Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo, but not quite his level. He found a lost child looking for a friend, a lover, a father, and he reached out to her. He smiled, thinking of his three disturbed, lovely, silver haired brothers, lost to the swirling glow of the Lifestream. He might just have to get them back. He rolled on his side and looked at the girl next to him, everything would work out, yes, everything would be fine. He watched her sleep through the night.