CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Cloud Strife had awoken beside Angeal Hewley, his head resting on the mattress as they man smiled softly at him. He sat up, straightening his back and apologising, before Angeal simply chuckled, telling him it was of no issue to him if he decided to share the bed with him, as long as he kept his hands to himself. Cloud had flustered profusely. That kind of comment coming from the honourable commander felt strangely Genesis-like and caused him to make his excuses to run from the infirmary as quickly as possible without waking up the surrounding SOLDIERS, Angeal smiling to himself as he pulled out his cell phone and busied himself with his own private issues.
Making his way to the training rooms, Cloud had decided he would keep training and then crash every few days for a few hours, allowing his body to fall entirely asleep, all except for his breathing and the beating of his heart, so that all of his waking hours would be spent with a sword in hand, sweat on his brow and enemies in his sight. He was there for about twenty minutes hacking through machines when he noticed the door opening behind him, the lights switching green before he had finished, someone using a key card to enter. He wondered if Zack had chosen to find him after he left his mentor to his thoughts, turning with sword in hand, ready for another spar.
Instead, a strange looking Sephiroth entered the room, trickles of sweat running down his forehead before dropping to the ground beneath him as he moved towards him with his blade drawn, the scenario changing to that of the darkened slums of Midgar, sector seven. Cloud blinked, noticing the General was no longer as composed as he always was, his lips parted strangely as a ragged breath escaped him. What on Gaia was wrong with him?
"Sir…?" Cloud frowned when Sephiroth did not reply, simply glaring him down as though he were an insignificant worm. His eyes, so darkened, the slits narrowed into thin strips of pitch black, reminded him of how the General had looked during their last battle upon the remnants of the reactor just outside Edge, after the Jenova clone Kadaj had fused with the remaining biological Jenova cells and become the man he had loathed with every fibre of his body. He expected a black wing to erupt from within Sephiroth's back, sprouting out from his spine and darkening the artificial lights he stood under within the slum street.
Cloud found himself not backing away as Sephiroth approached him, his cold demeanour seeming to now be on fire, as though he had switched bodies with the crimson commander and was storming towards him, intent on running his blade through his chest for a third time. Cloud's sword ready for the fight, he blocked the first slash of Masamune, sparks flying from the weapons as he slid back slightly, the strength emanating from the General full and unreleased. Had Sephiroth finally decided to go all out on him? Cloud felt a small smile play at the corner of his lips, prepared for the challenge. However, when the sword went gliding past his head, cutting open a building and causing it to collapse between them when Cloud leapt back out of the way, he stared on at the General's deathly cold eyes, locked onto him as though he were possessed by some demon.
Cloud rushed into the buildings, running as he was hunted down like prey from above, Sephiroth gliding across the rooftops with such speed that he appeared to be flying at points. The blonde skidded to a halt when he came hurtling down towards him, the blade slashing down and tearing through the ground, the tip nearly catching his chest as he threw himself back to dodge. Was this man trying to kill him? He twisted and sent out a large spear of ice towards the General, which he simply avoided, lightning erupting from his sword as he sent a strike of electricity rippling towards him. Cloud slashed downwards, the lightning colliding with the buildings behind him and causing more constructions to fall apart. He ignored the burns on his hands which had been caused from the radiating electricity hitting his steel weapon, rushing forward and colliding his sword with Sephiroth's katana. The General continued to stare at him with unreal eyes, the pupils sharpened into the tiniest fractions that it appeared that he had none. Both gold and silver hair rippling in the wind caused by the power coming from the two SOLDIERS, Sephiroth eventually broke the lock, using his full strength to send Cloud flying backward. Cloud twisted and stabbed his sword into a building, standing upon the flat edge of the blade, hand held on the pommel as he turned to face the General. However, Sephiroth had disappeared from sight, the flickering lights coming from the alleyways beneath him causing the blonde to have flashbacks of their fight in Edge. When he heard the sword singing as it whizzed through the air towards him, he leapt, rolling out of the way as Sephiroth rushed past him, Masamune cutting through where he had stood and into the building. Cloud yanked his sword out of the building and found himself falling towards the ground. Twisting so the sword was to his side, when he was six foot from hitting the cement street and dashing his brains out everywhere, he slashed the sword, causing the force to dramatically decrease as he landed on his feet, turning to face the General.
That was when the blade went piercing through him. Cloud was pinned to the wall, Masamune buried within the collar of his uniform, buried about three feet into the concrete building while Sephiroth stood around four foot from him, smirking widely. Cloud's eyes widened as the General pounced.
His lips crashed into his, biting down on his lower lip to demand entrance. Cloud's head was spinning as Sephiroth released the hold on his blade, grabbing Cloud's hair with one hand and forcing him to face him as he conquered his lips, tongue and teeth trying to break through him, while his other fingers suddenly dug sharply into Cloud's waist. He parted his lips to gasp for air and to cry out in pain but was silenced by the overpowering kiss, feeling the fingers around the hold of his buster sword slipping until the weapon dropped to his feet. Cloud's entire body was shaking in terror as the tongue explored him, running over the roof of his mouth and sides, refusing to leave now that it had entered his opening. A hand still gripping his hair, holding his locks with bone crushing strength to keep his head in position, he felt Sephiroth's free hand trailing down to his trousers and begin to yank them open. Cloud's eyes widened as he stared at the General, who's eyes were phased over with an uncontrollable lust, still appearing possessed. Cloud closed his eyelids tightly and let the General kiss him, responding slightly when he finally ripped open the buttons to his groin, his unwilling erection springing out from his pants. Pulling his trousers down past his hips, Cloud felt his hardened manhood being touched, gently at first, as though the man did not know what to do, then beginning to stroke at a rapid pace. Cloud's lips moving as his face contorted with fear and pleasure, an unique, undeniable heat began to build in his lowers. Cloud pulled away as soon as Sephiroth's eyes shifted from him towards his neck, panting for air as he let out a stifled cry.
"N-no…!" he struggled in the General's grip, feeling the sharp teeth against his neck, legs trying to kick out from where he was pinned. Sephiroth dug the hand he had used to hold Cloud's head down on his thigh to pull his leg to the side, holding him steady as he continued to stroke his manhood. Cloud felt the teeth suddenly pierce his skin, letting out a cry of agony as he arched his back, desperately trying to break free, Sephiroth's lips nibbling, biting, sucking and kissing his neck, as though he were obsessed with the jugular veins just below skin level. Sephiroth's nose ran across the line of his jaw as he continued to work on the boy, Cloud's eyes tightening as he refused to watch. His hands had reached out to the sword above him, holding him against the wall of the training room as the scene flickered from sector seven to the blank walls of the ShinRa facility. Clenching his fingers down on the blade, Cloud could not feel the pain as he yanked, trying to withdraw Masamune from the concrete so he had some chance at escaping. He could feel that sensation inside building, so close within him, his breathing ragged and near non existent, he threw his head back unwillingly as the orgasm washed through him, releasing his seed hard for the very first time in either of his two lives.
Sephiroth stopped abruptly, looking down at his black gloved hand as though disgusted by the white liquid which had escape from the boy. The warm liquid pooled within the palm of his hand, a drop of scarlet falling into the mix. The General turned his feline optics to Cloud's hands, which were near embedded within the blade, blood running down his arms as though he had given up. He removed the stained gloves, placing them into his trouser pockets to dispose of later, before slowly withdrawing his blade from the wall, releasing the teenager. Cloud's arms fell onto Sephiroth's shoulders before he collapsed to the ground, lying on his side as his eyes fluttered open and shut, his entire small frame shuddering upon the floor before him, pants escaping his beaten lungs. Sephiroth said nothing, simply placing his sword back into it's sheath before kneeling, sliding his arms under the blonde without protest and pulling him into his arms, turning and carrying him out of the training room as the lights flickered on and off from the devastation they had caused.
Sapphire eyes glazed over with restlessness, Cloud snuggled tighter into the covers as he was placed upon the bed. He drifted in and out of consciousness as he felt his hands being cleansed with water before tight white bandages were wrapped around the palms, his clothes being removed by who he most likely assumed was Zack. When he finally found the strength to sit up slightly, he found he was lying within a room he had never been in, the bed around eight foot wide horizontally and vertically, with a gathering of six pillows before him. His optics still becoming used to the dim lights of the room, Cloud attempted to sit up but found a hand made it's way across his head, holding him in place. He wondered when Zack had gotten such a large, plain white room and smiled slightly, leaning into the caress of the long, cold fingers.
"Cloud…"
Cloud stopped, his smile slowly fading into a tight line. He felt the General run his fingers down his head and towards his neck, holding onto him as Cloud thought about getting up and dashing out of the apartment. Sephiroth, stripped of all his battle armour, moved onto the bed in front of him, moving his hand back to Cloud's hair before lifting his face.
Cloud stared into those lust filled irises of the General and felt shivers running through him, a strange, almost sickly feeling in his stomach. He was absolutely terrified. Sephiroth's fingers ensnaring his blonde locks, his face was forced down towards the pale, weeping erection before him. Cloud's eyes widened as he tried to back away, but was pulled back by the General's inhuman strength, holding him in place. The blonde's fingers dug into the bed sheets, hands clenching on the covers, trapped before the General in such a humiliating manner. The head of Sephiroth's erection ran over his lips, the General releasing a sharp, near silent exhale as his name escaped from parted lips.
"Cloud…"
Cloud's eyes could not look anywhere but at the manhood before him, standing erect, twitching as he let out a sudden breath, still gasping for air as he struggled to fill his lungs with oxygen. Why was Sephiroth doing this to him? Was this another sick game, or another convoluted dream his disgusting mind had conjured? When Sephiroth dug his fingers tighter into Cloud's hair, he parted his lips to cry out in pain, finding his mouth filled in one quick thrust. Cloud struggled as the erection stayed within his wet embrace, the salted taste of sex dribbling down onto his taste buds. His tongue tried to push it out of his mouth but that simply made the General let out a groan, pushing deeper into him. Cloud's lungs tightened, his waist pulled in with terror, he could not help but feel ashamed at the fact his own penis had began to harden down by his waist, rubbing against the bed sheets as he fought to escape, beginning to splutter. Sephiroth withdrew himself, Cloud near collapsing as he coughed loudly, his eyes watering over as Sephiroth turned his head to face him again.
"Stop resisting, Cloud…"
His sapphire eyes softening when the General lowered his lips back down towards his erection again, Cloud's tongue slowly making it's way out of his mouth and towards the cock against his face. A tiny, tentative lick was all he could handle, before he tried to turn his head away but was held in place. Sephiroth was not going to let him go until he did this. And that just made Cloud even more turned on. He ran his tongue from the base to the tip, not quite sure what he should do, trying to remember any slanderous insults or conversations he overheard during his childhood and in the cadet barracks. His head was moved forward slightly, the General requesting entrance. Cloud parted his lips and allowed the erection to slide slowly into him, then out again, and repeating this succession. Saliva running down his lower lip and chin, Cloud closed his eyes and began to lick and suck, at first desperate to get it over with, but then finding the strange taste soon dissipated after a little while of practice. He tried to imagine it was some kind of candy, but simply could not, knowing exactly who the erection was attached to. Saliva thoroughly coating Sephiroth's manhood, Cloud felt a hand running down his back, stopping at his side.
He was pulled up onto Sephiroth's lap, their erections rubbing together as they two males' bodies came into contact, Cloud's hair being released as the fingers made their way to a much, much different location. Cloud's arms pressed into Sephiroth's toned, pale chest, his eyes widened when he felt his lower opening being ran across by a single fingertip. He shifted to move away, flinching at the touch but was held down by the General, who appeared lost in the act, not caring whether Cloud willingly participated or not. A finger disappearing into his portal, Cloud let out a whine, clenching his teeth and finding his arms moving to Sephiroth's shoulders, wrapping around him and clinging to him for dear life as the pain washed through him. He tried to ignore the finger sliding inside him, moving around before pulling out and pushing back in again in a thrusting motion. Cloud's mako infused eyes radiating, glossed over with lust, his nails dug into the General's back as a second finger made its way into his body, stretching him in a scissoring motion. He was being penetrated, again and again, by his arch nemesis, the man who had been the cause of Zack and his containment for four years under a maddened scientist, killed Aeris, destroyed his life, tried to take everything from him…and he was loving every second of it.
Hips rolling back into the fingers, a third finger pushed into him, the General allowing tiny pants to escape as Cloud allowed him to prepare him, no longer fighting the pleasure. Suddenly, the blonde's body shuddered violently. Leaning into Sephiroth as his prostate was caressed, Cloud let out a loud cry, clinging onto the General tighter, his entire body shaking with desire. Stroking that spot of absolute euphoria, Cloud was left in a moaning mess, crying out uncontrollably, his noises filling the room as the General's eyes widened slightly, listening to the sounds he was causing the boy to create.
Cloud was pulled onto his back, the General flipping him over, cat slit eyes watching him intently. Cloud's eyes turned to face Sephiroth's stare, cheeks filled with crimson and burning as the shame washed over him, the General's delighted smirk upon his lips nearly jolting him back to reality. Near lying on top of him, his legs by Cloud's and his arms holding him a foot above him, the General leaned his nose into the blonde's neck and began to kiss and suck at the marks he had left, Cloud groaning quietly. Then he felt the much, much larger organ pressing against his ass. The tip of the General's erection against his opening, Cloud tried to push him off, trying to protect his virginity from the predator above him, but Sephiroth simply ignored him, continuing to bite down onto Cloud's neck before pushing in slowly. Cloud's legs kicked out, the teenager trying to buck his away out. Sephiroth moved a hand down and grabbed one leg, holding it out of the way as his erection made it an inch deeper into the squirming blonde. Cloud was now defenceless, immobile, paralysed other than from thrashing his head to the side when Sephiroth tried to kiss him. Grabbing his hair again, Sephiroth held him in place and pressed his lips against the sixteen year old's, tongue soon breaking his resolve as he buried his manhood completely within the tight, sweet embrace of Cloud's rectum.
As soon as the fingers loosened on his gold locks, Cloud twisted his head away from the General's lips, facing away as the tears of agony broke through his eyes. Sephiroth leaned into his ear, running tongue over the lobe before nibbling softly.
"It will feel better soon, Cloud…"
Feel better? How could this possibly feel good? It felt as though he had been stabbed in the ass with a sword and was being held in place to bleed out, the only lubrication being that of his own saliva around the General's cock. When he felt the erection being pulled out of him, he let out a sigh, eyes opening slightly, grateful that Sephiroth was allowing him to escape. However, it soon pushed back into him, then out, then in, and out repeatedly, slowly as though to torment him. Cloud's face contorting in a mixture of pain and pleasure, the General stared at him, placing his hands on the blonde's thighs and yanking him closer, burying himself even deeper in Cloud at this new angle. Cloud let out a shaking cry, Sephiroth saying nothing as he absorbed every fraction of detail, carving the image of Cloud's face as he stole his virginity into his mind, the moment forever his. When Genesis had explained the act of sex to him, he had never thought he would find someone he would willingly consent to doing such actions with. Genesis would often offer himself, usually jesting despite his flirtatious nature, and the General would refuse repeatedly, disinterested. That was, until, Genesis had sent him the picture of Cloud Strife. Instantly captivated, he knew the boy would be his eventually, but he did not realise how much he would enjoy taking his desires a step further, to the crimson commander's level. His love, as cold, wild and strong as the arctic north, now held a new meaning to it. Thrusting until he hit that one spot deep in Cloud's body, Sephiroth's smirk grew when the boy let out a moan. He continued to angle his thrusts into the teenager's prostate, driving Cloud to the point of no return as he cried out openly, his arms wrapped around Sephiroth's shoulders as though he were begging him to release him. The General leaned closer and kissed him, Cloud responding, conquered, his. Suddenly the feel of warm liquid spraying across his abdomen made Sephiroth part his lips, Cloud's orgasm washing over him, body arching as a loud cry broke through him. Sephiroth groaned near silently, eyes softening as he watched the blonde collapse in a heap before him, his seed splattered over his waist and filling his naval.
Now, it was his turn. He withdrew himself from the boy, turning Cloud to his front so his ass was up in the air. Running his tongue over Cloud's spine, he slid his erection back into the teenager, Cloud grabbing down on the bed sheets without struggling, as though he was ready, permitting him to mount him. Sephiroth smirked. He began to thrust into him, Cloud burying his face into the pillow at first, Sephiroth wondered if turning off the lights would help with the blonde's sudden inhibition but refused to part himself from his prize, instead running a hand over Cloud's side toward his still hard manhood. Cloud jolted back into him when he felt himself being stroked with precise movements, the General having remembered exactly what movements drove the boy wild with need. Biting his teeth down onto Cloud's shoulder, he ignored the blonde for temporarily, concentrating on his own desire as he felt the aphrodisiac still coursing through his veins, causing his groin to ache with the need to release his seed. He closed his eyes as some of Cloud's golden hair managed to make it's way under his nose, simply allowing him to inhale the sweet scent over and over again as he ignored Cloud's third orgasm, a hitching breath escaping him as he held back his moment of euphoria long enough till Cloud had finished entirely, the muscles inside him tightening as he came, before slamming to a halt, semen shooting into the depths of his lover's constricted embrace.
Cloud was shaking, feeling the warm liquid invading him as the General's grip around his waist loosened, allowing him to slink downward onto the sheets and lay quietly regaining his breath. He had allowed the General to conquer him, take his everything, take the one thing he still held as his own; his innocence. What would Zack think of him, knowing he had given himself to the man who had destroyed his last world, who had tried to kill him time and time again, how he had moulded like clay within the palm of Sephiroth's hands and cried out from the irrevocable pleasure? Eyes held open in radiating blue slits, Cloud said nothing as the General ran a hand through his silver locks, trying to regain his composure. His sight began to blur as darkness began to overtake him, exhaustion winning the battle as Cloud Strife tried to turn to the General, beg him to hold him, make the strange feeling inside him go away, his heart feeling as though it was being twisted inside him, not wanting to be alone in the darkness.
Sephiroth looked down at the blonde, saying nothing, his lips in a firm, sincere line, the ice make it's way back over his features as he turned, leaving the third class to lie defeated on the bed, his semen running out down his thighs.
AN ;; Yes, I grinned like an idiot whilst writing this chapter. I bet you all did too. No, Cloud didn't get 'fucked then dumped'. Sephiroth pretty much just forced himself on a sixteen year old SOLDIER of lower ranking than him. That's kind of a dilemma. Meanwhile Cloud is incredibly confused with his feelings. On one hand he adores Zack, and knows if his friend ever discovered he had just had sex with Sephiroth, it would break him. However, he was so consumed with the pleasure given to him from Sephiroth, that now he doesn't know what to think or do. Poor Cloudy. Reviews are loved and appreciated!