Confessions

See previous chapters for Disclaimer, Warnings, and Plot!

This chapter's pairing: Cloud x Sephiroth

A.N. This chapter is explicit. It includes public sex, humiliation kinks and erotic asphyxiation.

Cloud was trying to concentrate. He was doing his damndest to be a good intern, listen from the back of the room, fetch papers and coffee when needed without being asked...but that man was watching him. His piercing ice-blue eyes were staring him down to the point where Cloud was sweating beneath his suit jacket, his necktie feeling too tight. He didn't look over, avoiding those eyes at all costs, and when the meeting was finally over and the board members slowly started to filter out he began going around the large conference room table and tidying up after the businessmen who had left. This was his day to day, a busy, intense, unrewarding schedule he'd dedicated himself to for the next year and a half, and he was going to go above and beyond to prove he was worthy of an actual job here. A title. A desk in a fancy office. The pay raise that went with it. People would know his name. Shuffling papers into neat stacks and clearing coffee cups he could deal with right now, even faxing endless pages and photocopying for hours on end. But the one thing he could not handle at all was that man staring at him. His boss' boss' boss. The head of the board.

He was frighteningly intense, stoic and silent in every meeting, overseeing the other members of the board and listening in with mild interest. Entertained the most, it seemed in recent days, by seeing just how flustered Cloud could get while being stared down in a room full of unknowing people. Cloud knew. Cloud could feel every inch of his body as it was surveyed, as if the man were touching him in front of all those other eyes. He had never struggled so much with not getting hard at work. It made him feel embarrassed and ashamed, and he was in love with it.

Cloud looked up as he heard the door click shut, noticing for the first time the room was empty and he was alone with the man who had been tormenting him for the better part of an hour. Eyes wide, the intern swallowed thickly, watching as Sephiroth made his way slowly closer, his long silver hair tied back in a eloquent series of pastel ribbons, accenting his pale suit and icy eyes. He reached out to touch Cloud's shoulder and the blonde froze instantly, waiting to see what the man would do, blushing and nervous under his gaze. Sephiroth stroked his hand up the boy's arm, shifting his long fingers into the collar of Cloud's dress shirt and noting the sheen of sweat gathered beneath the fabric, tisking lightly and moving both hands to relieve Cloud of his jacket. Cloud didn't move as the man moved his jacket to the closest chair, setting it aside, and stood before him, watching.

"Look at me."

Cloud tensed and bit the inside of his cheek to keep from making a sound, unable to hide his blush as he looked up into those piercing eyes, Sephiroth near expressionless as he stood over him. He moved his long fingers to loosen Cloud's tie, letting it fall from one shoulder and into his waiting hand, then lifting the fabric up to cover the boy's face, tying it over his eyes. Trembling, Cloud let out a soft breath as he was blindfolded, swallowing nervously as he felt Sephiroth lean closer, breath on his cheek.

"Take off your shirt."

The blonde hesitated only a moment before moving to do so. His fingers trembled lightly as he unfastened each button, descending to his belt and tugging his shirttails free, letting the blouse hang open and rolling his shoulders slightly to allow it to slip from his arms and fall to the floor. He heard Sephiroth shift closer, and large warm hands smoothed across his taut stomach and down, unclasping his belt and sliding it off, the leather finding itself a new home around his neck, Sephiroth pulling it tight and clasping it again, tugging at the excess like a collar and leash. He pulled Cloud along with him as he made his way around the large conference room, Cloud whining softly, his face and chest flushed with embarrassment. He knew from his weeks working there that the conference room windows were fogged glass, opaque enough to only cast shadows into the large open office outside, but he knew Sephiroth hadn't locked the door. He never did when he played with him like this. They could be caught at any moment. It made Cloud harder than he'd ever been in his life, his skin flushed hot with shame and embarrassment, nipples hard and perked.

He followed Sephiroth to the head of the table where the head of the board always sat during meetings, hearing the squeak of the plush chair as the man settled down. Biting his cheek as he felt those large warm hands on his stomach and side, shifting him into place standing directly in front of his chair, Cloud held his breath. He was able to recline back a bit as he stood, ass pressing lightly to the edge of the table, his hands at his sides. Sephiroth tugged at the belt a little, bending the boy forward until Cloud could feel his breath on his exposed chest. So close. The intern made a soft, desperate sound, his cock twitching in his slacks, and then slowly the man released the tension and allowed him to stand upright once more.

"Make yourself cum."

He moved to unbutton and unzip his pants quickly, tugging them down his hips and revealing the soft, lacy panties hiding inside. He heard Sephiroth's chuckle as he cupped his hard cock through the fabric, rubbing his palm against himself and canting his hips forward, his other hand rubbing his flushed chest. He was quiet when he did this, he never spoke unless Sephiroth asked him to. He aimed to please the man seated before him, this was all for his pleasure, and his alone. Slowly he inched the panties down until his cock was free, tucking the fabric under his smooth balls and grabbing them with one hand, tugging gently as he let out a muffled groan.

"You picked those out yourself, didn't you? They look good on you, Cloud."

He teased his chest with his fingertips and he wrapped his fingers around his shaft and started pumping, Sephiroth humming low and deep as his pulse sped up. He arched his back further, pressing his ass back against the table for leverage as he pumped into his hand, mouth open as he panted softly, listening to the sounds of the office work outside of the conference room. Someone was sending a fax, someone else answering the phone. Voices talking, people so close by they would surely hear him if he made even the smallest of sounds. They'd catch him like this, they'd see. He tensed his shoulders as he came against his stomach, exhaling harshly and stroking himself through his orgasm, shuddering pleasantly as he bucked his hips. Sephiroth was there a moment later, tugging the belt and bringing Cloud forward, pulling him into a kiss. The intern gasped softly and kissed back eagerly, happy to know he had pleased the man. He only received kisses when Sephiroth was happy with his performance. It had taken him several attempts at putting on a show before receiving his first kiss.

"You're going to ride me." The man said softly as he pulled back, Cloud gasping softly and flushing brightly at his words. "Now."

They'd never had sex during the day, reserving that for after hours when the office was empty and they were alone. It was too risky, they'd be seen...but Cloud moved before he could think of disobeying, slipping out of his shoes and shoving his pants off his legs, crawling onto Sephiroth's lap and allowing the man to tug him closer, feeling his hard cock pressed to his inner thigh, already free of his slacks. The man moved to his neck, adjusting the belt so it was a notch tighter and tugging the boy close to his chest.

"You know what to do. Don't keep me waiting."

Cloud thought his heart might beat out of his chest. Dizzy from the pressure of the belt around his throat and Sephiroth tugging it tightly, he lifted himself up on the man's sturdy thighs and pulled his panties to the side, reaching back between his cheeks and pulling the plug free from his wet hole. He'd been wearing it every day, not knowing when Sephiroth might want to fuck him again. Wearing a buttplug and panties around the office made him feel so ashamed he thought he'd pass out, or get caught, or both. Every hour of every work day he fought his arousal, trying to hide away from those ice blue eyes. It was torture. He adored it.

He dropped the plug to the floor, listening to the dull thud as it met the carpet, and then he shifted forward and guided Sephiroth's cock between his cheeks to press inside. Fighting to keep quiet he slid Sephiroth's cock further into his tight heat, rocking his hips down and taking his thick length inch by inch, until finally the man was fully inside. One large hand found his hip and steadied him as the other tugged his makeshift leash, and he panted openly as he pressed his hands to the man's chest and gripped at his suit jacket, finding the leverage he needed to start fucking himself down onto his cock. He built a quick rhythm, bouncing on Sephiroth's cock with fervor, listening to the way the man's breathing started to quicken. He was making him feel good. Arching his back he tightened his grip and rode him faster, squeezing around his cock and rocking his hips faster, concerned only with giving him satisfaction, his cock fully hard again and aching as it stood rigid and weeping against the curve of his stomach.

They continued like that for several long minutes, Cloud's hearing focused on the noises outside, the phone calls and voices and people walking back and forth from the kitchen and the fax room. So many people could hear him, so many people could potentially walk in at any time, walk in and see him riding Sephiroth, belt choking him and tie wrapped over his eyes, exposed and vulnerable. He fixated on this image, of the fantasy of being caught, and then suddenly out of nowhere there was a knock at the door, Sephiroth's receptionist chiming up softly asking about the next scheduled meeting. Cloud gasped and froze up at hearing her voice, but Sephiroth jerked on the belt and the intern quickly resumed riding, trying to keep his breathing quiet, heart hammering in his skull. Oh fuck it was happening, it was happening! They were going to be caught! Any moment now she would crack open the door and peek inside, she would see everything...!

"Not now." Sephiroth's voice boomed, low and deep as it echoed through the empty room, Cloud clenching around him like a vice as he felt himself edging, fighting not to cum. "I'm in the middle of something. I'll let you know when I'm finished."

The receptionist gave a small reply and walked away from the door, Cloud whining softly as his body convulsed, Sephiroth tugging the belt up so Cloud had to strain to slam his hips down and take all of him in, prodding directly against his prostate with each thrust. The man chuckled softly as the boy fought for breath, stealing a kiss, and Cloud cried out softly against his mouth and came violently, jerking his hips down and rocking against the cock buried inside him as he rode out his high. Sephiroth pulled back from the kiss, breath hot against Cloud's face as he dropped the excess length of belt and moved both of his hands to the boy's hips. He held him down firmly as he thrust into his clenching body, panting and moaning softly as he found his own release several thrusts later, spilling inside. Satisfied beyond belief, Cloud whined and panted against the belt choking him as his afterglow washed over him in a tidal wave, the boy losing consciousness for a few brief moments before Sephiroth reached up and unfastened the leather wrapped around his neck. Rubbing gently against the red mark left behind, Sephiroth allowed Cloud to rest against him, the boy still convulsing and trembling lightly, clinging to his suit jacket and trying to regain his senses. Another kiss was pressed to his lips and Cloud kissed back gently, then held on tight as the man leaned forward and retrieved the plug from the floor, lifting the intern from his softening cock and sliding the plug back into place inside him, tugging his lacy panties up over his spent cock.

"You aren't allowed to clean yourself." He instructed in that deep, powerful voice, Cloud clenching around the plug as Sephiroth's fingertips teased around the edges, making sure it was locked tight inside, snapping his panties back into place over his slick cheeks. His stomach and chest were coated with his own cum, and his ass was filled with Sephiroth's release, but he wasn't allowed to clean himself up? He could already feel himself growing hard again, shifting off of Sephiroth's lap as the man stood up. "Wait here for five minutes, then get dressed. We have another meeting after lunch."

Cloud nodded, listening as the man walked away, opening the conference room door and slipping outside into the main office. He left Cloud behind. Alone, naked and exposed, for five minutes. Three hundred seconds, before he could remove his blindfold and scramble to get dressed. Cloud swallowed nervously and remained still, humiliation washing over him in rolling waves as he listened and waited, counting down the seconds. He should have known he would never get through such a sought after internship so easily.

That concludes our 21 chapters of Confessions! Hope you enjoyed these one-shot pairings.

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