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All Axel wanted to focus on was the sound of his pounding feet against the stone road echoing in his ears. He was running, running as fast and as hard as his feet could take him against a protesting burn in his lungs and a terrible ache in his feet. He felt light headed and something fortuitous was swirling in his hollow chest.
"Fuckin---worlds out to get me." He took a gasping breath using a grainy brick wall to balance his wobbly frame.
Some rueful part of him wanted to laugh but the other half was quivering, sent spiraling with the things he had just seen. Turks, the pillar, and a whole other world that had completely broken through his mind. He'd had thoughts before, peaking outs of memories that he had denied vehemently but, the most recent one he couldn't deny, couldn't push back and label as just meaningless images that were being brought on by an overzealous blond that had too much hope for his own good.
"Finally realized that you need to stay away from that one?" The cool voice sunk into his ears but he was too tired to be shocked and too confused to give a bitter sarcastic comeback.
"What do you want." His mouth itched to curl into its ever familiar smirk but he just kept it in a grim line. If there was anyone capable of making his mood worse, it was Saix.
"I told you opening that mouth of yours to other people about us would be hazardous to your health." There was a certain slyness in the nobodies voice but Axel couldn't even bring himself to look at the man looming behind him.
"I don't need a lecture right now." Axel sucked in a sharp breath finally letting his speckled eyes migrate over to the silver haired man. "I know what I'm doing."
"I'm sure you do." Axel felt the man move, fingers on his shoulder and he saw the x-shaped scar twitch as he raised an eyebrow. "Tell me what he told you." Saix's tone was unnaturally light and it made something in the red-head's stomach bubble.
"No one told me anyth--." The organization member clamped his mouth shut mid sentence as Saix moved closer pushing one gloved finger over his lips to hush his words.
Axel wanted to back up but the bricks only dug into his back, eyes going wide and focusing on Saix's amber ones.
"What did he tell you?" The mans finger lingered over his lips for a moment before trailing down his chin, finally letting it fall to his side.
Axel wanted to look away but his eyes were stuck to Saix's eyes, fingers curling and uncurling in an uncharacteristic anticipation. "I—I'm not telling you anything." He swallowed and tipped his head back thinking about just how pathetic those words had sounded to his own ears and he could see Saix's lips twitch.
"What good it is to lie or keep things from me. I know what you've been doing Axel." The man's eyes narrowed, scar twitching but face remaining calm. Axel had never seen the man lose his temper, it was all complacency and stillness. It made the red-head anxious, hollow hole in his chest stirring again.
The red-head opened his mouth to say something but all that spilled out was a contemptuous gurgle from his throat. He owed nothing to Cloud and he was sure that Saix knew something about what had happened back at the house but he didn't say anything. A phantom flicker of some sort of suppressed devotion to the Organization pulsed in his mind, screaming at him to spill his guts and let Saix deal with what had been going on.
"Don't tell me you have nothing to say." The jingle of metal cut the tension between them and if it was at all possible Saix moved closer, fingers tracing nimbly up Axel leather trench. "Now tell me Axel," strong digits gripped his chin making his eyes focus on the other nobodies gleaming amber ones. "What did the blond tell you?"
The red-heads eyes sprung wide and his breaths heaved in his chest. He knew it. Saix always had a one up on him…was always one step ahead and could see through him to his very empty core. "He," Axel choked on the word as his stomach twisted. "He's got this crazy idea that I used to be somebody else. He's just blinded by his hope." The words were shaky, like he was trying to play down something important.
"And what did you tell him?" the gloved hand loosened its grip on the red-heads jaw and moved down to fist his jacket, leather groaning in response.
Axel jerked forward, smirk finally showing itself as it spread across his lips. "I told him he was fucking insane…happy?"
He could see the corner of Saix's mouth twitch before he released him completely.
"Old habits die hard I suppose," the lunar diviner eyed him up and down, smoldering gold irises engulfing him in their intensity while his face remained placid. "Roxas' defection softened your resolve. Do you believe that this blond can replace that one?"
Something guttural and fiery rose in the nobody's chest at the mention of Roxas, smirk dropping from his face.
"Roxas has nothing to do with this." Axel shouldered past Saix trying desperately to regain his composure.
"Where do you think you can run Axel? There is nowhere you can go that I can't follow." Precise words echoed in the alley and Saix caught the red-head's wrist, squeezing painfully tight.
Axel snarled to himself, keeping his mouth buttoned up even though he wanted to let the curses flow. "I've got something I need to do."
Up until now there was always one contingent, one constant, one thing that had kept playing in his head. Roxas…ever since the blond had left, run away from the organization the red-head had felt emptier, hollow. Which was funny because he had no heart of his own and yet, the keyblade wielding nobody made something swirl. He'd denied it, even laughed in the boy's face because up until he had left Axel had been driven, determined to snuff out any traitor or betrayal that could threaten Xemnas' plans. Because like the rest of them Axel believed that ensnaring Kingdom Hearts was the only way to feel, to restore their hearts and make them who they once were but somehow, without even knowing it…Roxas had changed all that.
"Finally woken up?" You couldn't help the hollowness that slipped into your voice. This was one of the last times that you would be able to talk to the blond in his dreams. He was slipping away fast and there was nothing you could do about it.
"Axel." Roxas regarded you with surprised blue eyes…like he wasn't expecting you to come. Hell, you were surprised that you'd shown up. You were never good at goodbyes. This dream realm had always been a sort of refuge for you and him.
"Nope, maybe you're going to sleep." it was all you said as you stared out into the skyline. "Soon I won't even be able to talk to your consciousness like this."
"I--" he struggled to say something to justify it, eyes turning away from you. "I'm going back to how I was."
You sighed trying not to let what you really thought about all this spill from your lips. Roxas deserved better from you. "I've thought about it a lot. Namine said the same thing." You fought the urge to bite your bottom lip before turning to him. "Roxas--You have a heart, don't you? While Namine and I, we don't really have hearts do we?" You had struggled with that thought for awhile. Wondering if the swirl you felt in your own chest was a direct result of Roxas.
"I---I don't know either." You knew he'd say that.
"I guess not." Your face fell slightly. You were hoping that if anyone could give you an answer it would be Roxas.
"But, the heart is not something you can see and I've started wondering if it's something you can't feel either. If so then…" he looked thoughtful sitting next to you and you figured that he had a lot of time to think about it. "Nah, never mind."
"What are you getting at?" You raised your eyebrow.
"I'm sure Sora will find the answer."
"Xemnas wants to see you. He requested that I come find you." Saix's voice was low, irritation seeping in just slightly though Axel could tell that he was trying to quell it quickly.
"I don't care."
"You're a fool to think that Roxas is out there somewhere. He's fully integrated into Sor--"
"I know." Axels words were sharp and his mossy eyes regarded the silver-haired man scanning him and chewing on the inside of his cheek before speaking again. "I don't care about any of that. There are things I need to figure out."
"There is nothing left to figure out except the punishment for your foolishness." Saix pulled Axel backward by the wrist while his other arm was held back as the Sixth member of the organization wrapped a strong arm around his torso. "Don't make me do something drastic."
Axel took a step back carefully pulling himself away from Saix. "What the hell are you trying to do," his lip pulled back in a sneer.
Saix's grip tightened around his wrist, but there was something different in his touch suddenly and Axel took another step away. "Axel," the Organization member's voice was softer, but his tone was laced with a familiar coldness; a force that made the redhead freeze.
"You can't look me in the eye," Saix took his chin; gold eyes leering at him. Axel stared at the floor, breath quickening and pursed his lips together, determined not to say anything he didn't want to. "And tell me you don't want to be here with me in the Organization," Saix continued. His gaze narrowed and Axel's eyes glanced upwards, quickly falling back to the ground.
In Axel's silence, Saix released his chin and grabbed his neck roughly, pulling Axel's face inches away from his own, skinny fingers digging into the redhead's skin. "What more could you possibly want?" he demanded, voice icy, something dangerous building in his tone.
"Just…I just want…" Axel struggled to think straight, the words clinging in his throat, choking either from them or Saix's grip; unable to look away from his amber gaze. "I just want to know what's going on."
Saix's finger trailed thoughtfully along Axel's cheek, his other hand still clasped on his throat. "Why Axel?" he murmured softly, drawing the words out. His fingernail dragged gently against the redhead's teardrop marks, snagging almost painfully on his skin. "Why do you need anyone else?"
Axel swallowed thickly, wishing he could think straight, and tried to force an answer from his lips, but he found himself staring wistfully at Saix's forehead; the prominent slashes, like an ancient wound never healed and still festering.
"You're nothing but liars! Xemnas is pulling one over on all of us and you know it!" He didn't know where the words had come from suddenly but they had tumbled willingly as he tried to jerk his eyes away from that almost perfectly etched x.
Saix almost snorted, short laugh falling tersely on his ears. "Did he tell you that? Since when have you trusted a mortal's words over a fellow nobody's?" The man's fingers squeezed harder against his throat. "I'm surprised at you I thought your loyalties to the Organization ran deeper then this."
Loyal or not Axel knew when someone was toying with him. Xemnas was using them all and it hadn't taken more then Roxas's so called defection to figure that out. Talking to Cloud had nothing to do with how he felt about their leader. The blond didn't even know of the inner workings of the Organization. The red-head knew the repercussions that would have and he was more sensible then Saix seemed to give him credit for.
"I'm not an idiot. I know what he plans on doing with the hearts. That he doesn't know what will really happen when he unlocks Kingdom Hearts." Axel remembered that Xemnas always liked to hold himself between the darkness and the light; That all nobodies were devoid of evil or good impulses because they were incapable of feeling those emotions. So therefore, they were the best ones to handle a power as great as Kingdom Hearts. But Axel knew he was power hungry. He could see it in Xemnas's swirling amber irises as sure as he could feel himself shrink in Saix's presence now. The men were similar but at the same time held a completely different air. Xemnas wanted a heart but was naïve about its true nature. Obsessed with the boy that wielded the key blade and the power it had to unlock hearts. Saix though was cool and collected, followed orders to a tee and spoke of loyalty to the Superior above all else. It dug at the red head because he could tell that just the below the surface and that eerily calm exterior their lurked a beast… and he wondered from time to time if anyone else could see it.
"You know nothing save for what you've been told Axel. Don't kid yourself into thinking that you have any idea about Xemnas's plans." Saix looked pensive for a moment before pressing the red head to him fully and hissing coolly in his ear. "Your job is to follow orders. Since when is that such a hard concept for you to grasp?"
Axels body felt tight against the silver haired mans and he bit his lip to stop his mouth from curling into a sneer and a new question crept into his mind. "What are you planning to do Saix? Why are you trying so hard to keep me in line?" The man had always had invested interest in the things he was doing and he had always gotten most of his orders not from the Superior but from Saix. For some reason this was the first time it had clicked in his brain. From the moment he had met the man he had seemed over bearing. It seemed as if he had special control over him. Axel was not stupid but this truly was the first time that it had really dawned on him.
"You should know better then ask me that Axel. You have to realize that you can only run for so long. You're a nobody. You belong in the Organization."
It sounded more like Saix was trying to convince himself rather then persuade Axel and something felt odd about the moment suddenly, a creeping familiarity between them.
"I know what I am. You don't need to remind me." Saix kept his eyes steady, scanning Axel before he laughed.
"Good." He pushed the red head backward before brushing off his jacket. "I'd advise you to return to see Xemnas and not to come back here again. That man has nothing to offer you but lies and deceit. He's already tainted you."
Axel narrowed his eyes sharply. It was funny how Saix thought that Cloud was the one that was making him betray the Organization when really he'd been leaning toward it for a long time. Ever since Xaldin had demanded that he get rid of Roxas.
"Get rid of him?" Your eyes sprung wide at Xaldin's suggestion on how to deal with what the boy had done.
"Wait a second! Isn't it a bit early for that!?" Your tone was dangerously loud and even though you couldn't see his face you knew that behind the hood Saix was glaring disapprovingly.
"It's an order. Why are you hesitating?" The black haired nobody's voice was low. "Aren't you the one who dealt swift merciless judgment to those who turned their backs on the Organization?"
"But he hasn't turned his back on us!" Your voice was starting to sound panicked and you tried to quell it quickly. "He's just not able to come back yet!" you weren't sure what you were saying. Why you were defending someone the left you here all alone in this god forsaken place? But, you were doing it regardless.
"If he doesn't come back then he must pay the price." Xaldin lowered his weapon. "If you oppose these orders, you will be the one to pay." And before you even had a chance to flinch his lance was planted firmly in the chair next to you. You narrowed your eyes and crossed your arms. He'd have to do more then that to intimidate you.
Xemnas raised his hand then and with a burst of light the spear was gone and floating just above his outstretched hand.
"Use the dusks." You spat out in frustration but Xemnas didn't seem fazed and didn't accept the answer you'd just given. He wanted you to go after Roxas to make sure the job got done.
"Fine, I got it!" you moved your eyes to the side before biting your lip and sneering at Xemnas. "I'll do it."
Cloud, for how crazy he seemed about most things was the only anchor he had when he felt like he was lost in the tangle of memories that had started to show themselves. There were questions he had. Ones about if other nobodies went through the same things. To bad that there was no one he could ask. Cloud had been on the verge of the psychotic break when he's seen him last. Not to mention that he demanded that he leave, screaming bloody murder at him about how he was going to snap so he was out of the question. And Siax, well he couldn't ask the man anything without being interrogated about it and he just wasn't in the mood.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't you have a superior to go kiss up to?" Axel laughed as he watched Saix's scar crinkle.
"You show an incredible about of stupidity for the position your in. I don't think you really understand the graveness of your situation."
And really Axel knew that he was throwing everything back in Saix's face but what else could he do besides continue being the rebellious spirit that the man knew him to be even though he was quaking inside, blanking out about what to do and where to go. The things he was experiencing were confusing and half of him was determined to keep them at bay but the other half was willing to embrace them, find where they lead and give up on letting the Organization run his life. But that was partly the problem. The Organization didn't just run his life…it was his life. And he didn't know how to abandon that without giving up a part of who he thought he was.
He needed to take back control. Decide what he wanted or needed to do on his own without feeling like he was being ripped in half. He needed a friend, someone to talk to and confide in, in all the ways that ways that he was there for Roxas when he needed to talk with someone.
Roxas…he needed Roxas and there was only one foreseeable way that he could talk to the blond. If he could even reach him. It was then that the idea began to creep into his head. While the Organization had adopted Roxas there had been another nobody that had been created at the same time as the blond.
Kairi. The name hit him like a brick wall. Sora may not have been Roxas but his friend was still buried somewhere deep inside.
Axel cracked a genuine smile for what felt like the first time in ages. He may have not had the most honorable intentions in mind but since when was anything he did really that honorable.
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Shooting aches went up Clouds legs as he ran, boots clomping against the cobblestone road. 'Axel' the name kept him running, kept his adrenaline pumping through his veins and the tiny bit of mako left in his body surge. Aerith's seal was breaking and darkness was seeping in but he couldn't stop, couldn't afford to let his thoughts focus on anything but what he needed to find, needed to block out so he could finally have a chance…a real chance to explain himself to Axel. He half regretted screaming at the red-head but at the same time he'd had a terrible feeling about what might have happened had he not issued that warning.
"Your fault Strife. You have no one to blame but yourself."
Cloud bit his tongue keeping his thoughts forward in some desperate attempt to shove the ex-general's consciousness to the very back of his brain.
"I can't believe how foolish you are. Running away from power and clinging to your weakness. I'm only trying to help you."
'Just ignore it. He can't trip you up if you ignore him.'
Sephiroths low chuckle just leaked through him.
"Ignore me? How can you possibly do that? Even if you refuse to acknowledge that I'm here I will always be with you. I am a part you of."
The toll on Cloud's mind and body was become too much and he slowed his pace. His body heaved forward, hands grasping at a scratchy wall. The constant thrum of another's consciousness within his had not only weakened his mind but his body as well.
"Get out of my head!" The blond growled roughly and braced himself against the wall. He scraped his head against the stone, thankful for a moment that his vision glazed over and his mind stopped focusing on Sephiroth if only for a moment.
"Now, now. You know that won't achieve anything. Smashing your skull in will only mar that beautiful body of yours."
Shivers and goosebumps alike ran down the blonds entire body. Blood dripping from the torn skin on his forehead.
"I'm not you! I will never be you!"
The ex-soldier knew that there was no rational thought in Sephiroth's mind. Jenova had tainted the man long, long ago. Cloud knew all that would await him if he embraced the darkness would be a life of despair. He would be Sephiroths puppet, no more, no less. His free will would be stripped from him and any light within would be smothered completely.
Axel would fall into darkness as well, hunted by that man with silver hair, who gave him the most peculiar pang in his gut. The ex-soldier had wondered about that, wondered why…Saix seemed to be stalking the red-head.
Cloud could feel his fingers twitching as Sephiroth tried to get his attention by probing deep into his mind. "Stop being a fool." The one-winged angel's voice was teetering on calm and livid.
"I have too much to live for to plunge myself into darkness with you Sephiroth." He did his best to push his uneasiness down.
"You chase ghosts and call it hope. Don't delude yourself."
Cloud's heart beat faster in his chest suddenly. Sephiroth's words hit a nerve. He sounded like Leon. Said the words that the man spat when they had their first argument about Reno.
"So you chase after ghosts in the middle of the night?" Leon's voice was that unwavering monotone and you felt uneasy about the way that the brunette was placing kisses against your neck and mixing your past and present.
"What?" You almost squeaked out.
"You went out again last night. I felt you leave." Another kiss against your neck and you shivered. "Did you find what you were looking for?" Warmth pressed against your chest and you looked down to see familiar shaggy hair tracing your bare skin, lips ravishing your collar bone.
What kind of question was that? Your mind raced like you'd been found out, as if Leon hadn't known that you'd been leaving after you made love. How could he not have?
"You know why I leave." You tried to stifle a moan as Leon took one of your nipples into his mouth, biting it slightly.
"And I asked you if you found what you were looking for?" You didn't know what the ex-SeeD was getting at, what the man wanted to hear. Maybe he wanted you to tell him no and that you had given up and no longer wanted to go look.
But Leon should've known better then to think that. Reno would never be out of your blood. His ghost had haunted you ever since you'd had been saved from the coliseum.
You hated to think it but part of you wished that you had never been rescued from that place. At least there you'd had a purpose. These day's you really weren't sure what you was supposed to be doing.
Your mouth twisted as some sort of pleasured moan pushed past your lips Leon's tongue working like he was desperate for you to just stop thinking and let the pleasure he was offering you haze your mind.
"He's dead Cloud. He's not coming back." Leon placed a haphazard kiss on your cheek and something inside of you suddenly snapped.
"Fuck you." You pushed Leon backward and narrowed your eyes. You can feel the last traces of mako in your system hiss in your veins and suddenly you have the overwhelming urge to rip the brunette in front of you apart.
Leon's eyes turned icy at that but instead of apologizing you only glared back.
"God dammit Cloud!" His fists clench tightly and you can see the scar between his eyes twitch.
"You just don't get it do you?"
"What's there to get? You're in love with a dead man. It's as simple as that."
There was no other word other then outrage that could explain what you were feeling right now and if you'd known more about it then you'd have thrown his past back in his face as well. Your hand shook as you tried to quell your anger but it didn't work. Your fist shot out like lightening and you landed a hit right to Leon's jaw.
His fist ached as he remembered punching Leon with a frightening realness.
"He deserved it Cloud. Why do you think that I tried earlier to get rid of that annoying little brat."
"You don't know anything about Squall and I." Cloud spat trying to keep his voice low.
"Don't I though?" Sephiroths voice took on an arrogant tone. "You used the boy merely as a distraction from your pain. If a release was all you required Cloud you didn't have to lower yourself to such a level."
"What are you implying?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about puppet. I know your thoughts of me have not strayed from your mind." It was all said in a deceptively soft tone and Cloud could almost feel Sephiroth's hands tracing up his arms and smooth fingers sliding along his jaw.
The ex-soldier's mind suddenly felt cluttered, twisted and tied in knots. As much as those thoughts made his stomach churn with nausea Sephiroth's words held some truth. There had been a time in his life when he had held more then admiration for the ex-general but that had been a long time ago. And a terribly one sided affection for Sephiroth back then in no way translated into love, lust or whatever the hell the man was trying to twist it into now.
"Oh Cloud. It breaks my heart when you think so ill of me. What would your beloved Zack say if he could see you slumming around with the likes of that Turk and that boy you call a warrior."
"Don't you even!" Cloud's anger was building and he could do little to push it down. The silver haired man was attempting to defile one of the most important people he had even known and it tugged on an extremely raw nerve.
"I don't think you are in any position to be giving orders." Sephiroth's aura felt like tendrils snaking around his limbs. Cloud's head snapped back, teeth gritting together as the chilliness sunk in. He hadn't realized it before but he had wandered into the market place. There were people milling about, children playing…all oblivious to the danger they had just been plunged into by his mere presence. He probably looked shaken and pale, his forehead stained with blood and he found himself absently wiping at it with his forearm as he propped himself up against a dank concrete wall.
"Stop this. These people---" The ex-soldier didn't want to say it but he could feel Sephiroth's slow smirk.
"They are filth." The one winged angle hissed. "But, perfection stands among them. These mortals will fall Cloud. There is nothing you can do about it."
He had visions then, visions of himself bathed in these peoples blood, Sephiroth standing at his side.
"No." He choked and had to bite back angry tears.
"Do I have to give you a demonstration Cloud? Do you need to see how powerless you really are?"
Cloud felt something familiar and terrible scream in his veins and he then felt his hand jerk up of it's own accord.
The last thing he wanted was a repeat of what had happened out at the Fissure with Leon . He hadn't know then that Sephiroth's presence had been so that it could warp his mind in the inky darkness but it was there and now with no one to snap him out of it his sheer will power and strength would have to be enough---even though he knew it wouldn't be.
"You'll like this. I promise."
The blond tried frantically to control his twitching hand but soon his other joined in, grasping his belt and slowly unfastening the buckle.
"Sephiroth!" He screamed in his head, heart starting to race as he put the pieces together and realized what the man was using his control over him to do.
His other hand jerked to life again, tugging away his belt and going for the buttons and the zipper on his pants. He wanted to run but as that thought raced through his brain his body went ridged and he knew that Sephiroth had taken away that possibility.
"You chose to resist me Cloud. Now you will have to accept your punishment." Another smooth chuckle. "Although I can hardly think of this as a punishment."
Cloud knitted his mouth together as his hands dipped lower and his pants started to fall from his hips.
Not in public, not in public, not in public. Please stop!
Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes as he tried with all he was to pull his hands back up.
"Tsk tsk puppet. Don't you want me to make you feel good?"
His betraying fingers traced lightly over the sensitive flesh underneath his boxers, some odd pleasure spiking through him. He could feel his cock twitch to life as his unwitting hand stroked his hardening manhood and the other started tugging down his boxers.
"I don't want this. Stop!"
He wanted to scream it, wanted someone to come to his rescue but Aeris's seal had broken and anyone that managed to get close enough would only have a front row ticket to his humiliation.
Boxers were tugged quickly down, the waistband snapping against his pale legs. Cloud didn't want to look down, didn't want to see his own fingers teetering along his swollen flesh. His heart felt like lead as it thudded heavily in his chest. Callused fingers played with the tip and the blond clamped down in his bottom lip to stifle the heavily strangled moan that crawled out of his throat.
"Your body is telling me the truth. Look how hard you are at the mere thought of me using your body like this."
This was wrong, Sephiroth was wrong….he had to be. He almost choked as his hand gave his length one thick stroke and then another.
"Gods…" Cloud's voice shook and he tried to rip his eyes away from the terrible sight. If he shut his eyes, tried to block the world out maybe he could attempt to break Sephiroth's control over him. He let his eyes flutter shut feeling as warm tears dripped down his cheeks. Sadistic laughter began to fill his ears and his hand speed up, sparks of nauseating pleasure racing up his spine.
"Cloud?! What the hell?" The blond's sapphires flew open when he heard that voice. That wonderfully surprised, irritated, and amazing voice.
"Squall!" He was standing awkwardly now, knees trembling even though his legs refused to move. Sephiroth was surprised at the brunette's arrival but Cloud's hand continued to stroke anyway.
"What…" Cloud could hear the words die on the mans lips as he put two and two together. Despite the fights, anger, and misconstrued feelings Squall was here and he was something real he could anchor himself to.
"Sephiroth…" The ex-soldier could barely get the name past his lips as he felt the control around him tighten.
"Where is he!?" Leon was quick to draw his gunblade body tensed and ready for any impending attack.
"He's not here," Cloud's voice took on a higher tone as his fingers wrapped around his cock, almost as if Sephiroth was trying to milk the moans for him. He could feel his cock drip and Leon's eyes wander.
"What do you want me to do?" Leon asked, voice strained as he tried to push down the hungry feeling that was threatening to bubble as he watched Cloud touch himself.
Was he getting turned on by this?
"Help me." Cloud gasped. "Please just do something." The blond didn't really know what he was asking Squall to do…all he knew was that he didn't want Sephiroth to be in control anymore. Before Cloud knew what was happening Leon was standing in front of him, eyes locked with his, jaw set and mouth steeled into a neutral line.
"Here," He said simply, voice low. The ex-soldiers eyes widened when he felt another warm and callused hand grip his aching manhood.
"What—what are you doing!?"
"You don't want him to touch you right?" Leon's voice was low, steel eyes shining. "So I will."
Cloud trembled as the ex-SeeD's hand joined his in an awkward yet steady rhythm. He wanted the believe in the words that the man had just said, let go and just get this over with but this somehow felt dirtier now…and Sephiroth…Sephiroth was chuckling ever so lightly in his head.
His lips quivered as Leon's thumb swiped over the tip and his entire body lurched forward.
"Not the outcome I had planned but I know you're enjoying this Cloud." Another swipe over the head and Cloud knew he was coming close. "I could make him beg at your feet if you wish it puppet. Make him beg to have your come in his mouth."
The blonde tried to rasp something out but all that came out was a whimper and a growl. He wanted to find comfort in the fact that Leon was next to him, trying to erase the nauseating unease that was swallowing him whole but he couldn't. If his legs hadnt been rooted to the ground that they probably would've buckled by now.
"Cloud please." He felt Leon's hand on the back of his neck suddenly, fingers brushing thorough the damp hairs there. "Focus on me…not him." More tears escaped his eyes as the brunette's words sank in. His own hand gripped his cock tighter heat dipping from his gut to his pelvis and then enveloping his manhood. Cloud squeezed his eyes shut as pleasure slammed into him, his cock twitching as he finally let go. A thick stream of white shot out of him and he gasped loudly, his essence spilling out all over the cobblestone street.
"Now was that so hard." The ex-soldier felt strong arms encircle his waist and hot breath ghost over his ear even though nothing was really there…no one but he and Leon. "I'll see you soon puppet and then, I will be able to touch your beautiful body for myself." And then just like that Sephiroth's presence faded into the smallest corner of his mind. He stood still for a moment his eyes wide before his knees finally gave. Cloud curled in on himself instantly and the tears started to flow like an incredible wave of grief washing over him.
"Shh." Leon whispered into his sweat soaked spikes, tugging his pants up to cover him while he wrapped his arms around the blonde's trembling body. "He's gone now. You're going to be ok."
The brunettes words were meant to be warm but Cloud could feel nothing from them. His heart felt cold. The man's words were nothing but a façade. Sephiroth wasn't gone…he would never be gone. The man wouldn't stop until he sucked Cloud in to the infinite black hole of darkness where he resided.
