Dance under the spotlight
Tseng woke up the next morning cuddled up against Reno. Apparently, the redhead was awake, because he started to pet his hair gently, murmuring soft words to his ear, like 'go back ta sleep, t's okay now…'. The touch was light and felt natural to him, but still he was confused. How had he landed there? He remembered that he had been working late, and that he had felt asleep on the couch… He turned, as displeasing the thought could appear to him, to face a startled Reno.
- Argh! Sorry 'bout that, boss!
- What am I doing here?
- It's just that I thought you would be more comfortable here an'…
- It's okay Reno…
- Believe me I swear! You were ravin' and callin' me and…
- Reno, it's okay…
- And I felt you kissing my forehead!
- I meant it, Reno… I want you…
- I'm sorry I misunderstood and… WHAT?!? You want mppph!
He was cut short by Tseng's mouth over his. The Wutaian had rapidly noticed that Reno was so caught by his feelings that he wasn't listening at all. He tried to resist first, but he soon responded fiercely, kissing back the ebony Turk with an equal passion. They entwined hands, groping every piece of flesh they could, and Tseng realised in a awe that Reno had gone to the point of undressing him. He wore only his pants…
- You /were/ openly flirting with me…, he murmured softly in his lover's ear, Then why, Reno, are you the most regular customer at the 'Honey Bee Inn'?
- I ain't made of wood, sexy thing… Ya don't know how hard it was to be 'round you… Besides, those girls are nothin' compared to you…
And he made a good use of his hands, cupping the awakening member through the silky fabric of his underwear. A mewl made his way out of his throat, coherence becoming a blur in his head… He grabbed Reno by the shoulders to bring him closer but he only succeeded him making the younger man hiss in pain. Obviously his leg wasn't ready for action. After an apology, he carefully turned the redhead on his back.
- Aren't you supposed to go to the science dept for a materia therapy session? I don't want you to break while we're at it…
- And aren't you supposed to work today, love?
- Tonight. I have someone to find, and I believe she is a night worker…
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In another part of the Shinra Tower, but in the pretty same situation, were lying two exhausted lovers. The two had worked pretty hard the last night, placing and arranging everything in the General's quarters, washing and folding the clothes and sheets, making sure that everything was presentable. The dark satin sheets were entwined around their naked bodies, strands of silver and gold contrasting to create a vision of heaven.
The first rays of light passed through the curtains, tickling the two figures to wake up, but Sephiroth grabbed a sheet and lifted it over their heads. Smiling in his pillow, he nuzzled Cloud's hair and returned to a peaceful sleep. Cloud mewled, grabbing a handful of silver hair and made a sound very akin to a purr. The morning passed lazily, and no one came to disturb them.
Eventually, one had to wake up. Cloud was the first up, wrapping himself in his black robe to savour the quietness of the afternoon. He sat down in the couch, grabbing one of the brand new novels he'd bought yesterday. He didn't had the time to open it, though, when three short knock at the door were heard. Sighing, he walked quietly to answer it.
- Hey Spiky! How are --mmmph!!!
Cloud had put a hand over Zack's mouth to shut him off.
- Shhh!!! Zack, please, not so loud… Seph's still asleep.
- Sorry, Cloud… here, I brought you two something to eat. Hey! It's pretty, nice furniture, it's even better than before, more lively… Come on, let's heat that up. After that, I've got a few things I want to teach you…
The food was welcome and they ate their portions, keeping the other one for Sephiroth. In another bag that Zack had brought with him, there was make-up, a lot of hair products and some weird cream and a some fabric bands.
- Zack, what's all this stuff for?
- Well, it should be obvious, no? It's for your hair, face and legs! Just show me your dress, we'll start by choosing the colours for your eye shadow and lip stick!
- It's in the bedroom… Just give me a minute, ok?
The blond walked in the bedroom and made a special detour to the bed to wake up his lover. Sephiroth sat up and stretched, embracing his little sunshine to kiss his neck. After informing the silver-haired man of Zack's presence and request, he told him that some rice cakes were left for him in the kitchen. Smiling, Cloud grabbed what should be his ticket for the Shinra ball and took it out in the living room. He was soon followed by Sephiroth, himself smiling as he passed by to go prepare some coffee. Zack was speechless.
- Pretty? For a dress, I mean…
- You're kidding!, exclaimed Zack, It's beautiful!! Let's see… come closer, it's make-up class 101…
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The rest of the week was used to try to tame his unruly hair. Zack tried and tried, and with one type of hair gel and spray, succeeded in doing his hair looking like a woman's. Sephiroth was allowed to go back to his office, since it was obviously not safe anywhere in the tower for him, anyway. He was overloaded with paperwork, and Cloud had a lot of guard duty at night. Mostly, when he was back, Sephiroth was already sleeping, and when he got up, the silver-haired man was already gone to work. And one night, when the blond realised his lover wasn't back, Cloud decided to persuade him to com to bed.
He walked through the deserted corridors, passing the rows of abandoned offices, only one was still lit up with a dim light. The General was working on some papers, scribbling down notes and reading the different documents attached to it. He was so enwrapped in his work that he didn't noticed the blond until he embraced him from behind, nuzzling down his neck.
- You're working too hard, love, he grounded.
Sephiroth lifted his head wearily and kissed Cloud's cheek.
- I know, but this have to be done and…
He was cut short by Cloud, who whirled the chair so his lover was facing him. Slowly, the blond leaned down and kissed him full on the lips, to what the General answered with a small moan. Their tongues battled with each other, and Sephiroth felt suddenly those fine hands moving down and unzipping his pants. Heat spread through his body like wildfire, and with Cloud continuing his ministrations, it wasn't long before his pen flew off his hands with a mewl. They finally stopped to breath, and the blond murmured few soft words to his superior's ear, only succeeding in making him blush more.
Slowly, he felt his underwear being pushed down with his pants. Sephiroth had no idea of what that 'new trick' Cloud had heard about was, so he let him take control. The cool air brushing against his heated skin was creating a very arousing effect. The blond seemed to concentrate his attacks on his neck, but his hands were stroking his hardened length in a very effective way… A few beads of precum were already glistening on the head, and a finger tip gently took it away. Cloud licked it, tasting the very essence of his lover.
- Now, don't move, and maybe after this you'll come to bed?
Sephiroth was having difficulties with speech for the moment, and it was taking a lot just not to slip off his chair. Cloud moved his head down and tentatively licked the hard member from the base to the head, and that does it. The General let out a high-pitched mewl, burying his hands into that soft blond hair, moaning Cloud's name over and over again. The blond took the head in his mouth and Sephiroth arched, pushing his throbbing length deeper in that warm cavern. The blond started to suckle a little, bobbing his head up and down, slowly at first, then, encouraged by his lover's moans, faster, until he could take no more. His entire body tensed, ecstasy short-circuiting whatever coherence was left in him. Climax came, sparkling his vision and he wished he'd been in bed now… Cloud was trying not to gag, swallowing the bittersweet liquid hungrily. When it calmed down, the blond made a quick work of dressing him back, looking into lust clouded emeralds, coming up to claim his lips once more. Sephiroth barely responded and this time, he did slip off his chair.
- Now, now, will you listen to me and come back home? You promised me that you'd take the day off tomorrow… Sephy?
The General purred, taking Cloud in his arms, kissing softly his neck. The blond helped him to stand up, and they embraced each other.
- I swear… Next time, I'm gonna make you go crazy like that, the silver-haired man whispered, Let's go home…
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And then, the next day, Sephiroth helped Cloud to get ready for the evening. The two decided to start with the easier thing, or so they believed: Cloud's legs. Since the dress was short at the front, the boy had to have hairless legs, and Zack had taken care of bringing something to do so. Sephiroth grabbed the small jar and read the instructions. After heating it up to an adequate temperature, he urged Cloud to sit on the toilet, leaning his legs on a chair so he could spread the cream on them.
- Isn't that a little sticky, Seph?, asked Cloud worriedly
- Mmm… Let's see what to do next… !!!
Sephiroth looked at the small pictures displayed on the container and paled. So that's what are those cloth for… Oh dear god, he'll kill me! Looking around with a despaired expression, he took a large strip of cloth, applied it…
- Hm? What are you going to… OOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!!!!
… and pulled. And despite all Cloud's yelling, thrashing and the many, many blows he received, the General continued until he was done. By that time, the poor little Cloud had tears marring his face and couldn't stop trembling. Grabbing an aloes gel that Cloud used for his hands, Sephiroth spread a fair amount on his burning skin, apologizing for the pain he caused.
- Sorry… I'm sorry, Cloud. There. Better now?
- How are the girls passing through that? When I think they are doing that every two weeks or so…
- Err… Don't know. It's a good thing we started by that, I guess. It's surely a bad joke from Zack, maybe we should make him taste his own medicine?
A sadistic smirk made his way on Cloud's face and he got up, following Sephiroth to the kitchen. Zack indeed came for Cloud's hair, and the General took an evil pleasure to make him pass through the torture he'd set for the blond. Far from being defeated, the SOLDIER tackled his superior officer and did the same, but the ordeal was a fair play for the silver-haired man, he did not feel as guilty as before. Sephiroth didn't want Cloud to suffer for him, so now they were all even.
- Woa, Sephiroth! What legs you've got!, exclaimed Zack.
The three burst out laughing. But the dark-haired SOLDIER noticed that Cloud's legs were still a little red, and, sitting him down on a chair, asked Sephiroth to take care of that. The gel was smooth, (as much as the skin under,) and very effective. While Zack was at work, trying to win the battle against the wild spikes of his lover, the General took the opportunity to go to his office. In a secret locker, he retrieved a large red velvet box, a leather pouch and a golden decorated sheath. When he came back, though, he almost didn't recognized Cloud. His hair was successfully flattened, only some soft spikes were still up, giving him a very lovely appearance.
- You'll be okay with the make-up?
- Yeah… Just go and leave the rest to me and Seph, Zack.
- I'll see ya'round, then. I gotta go see my girlfriend. She's dying to see me!
With that he shot a wink to Cloud and he was gone. Sephiroth laid his things on the couch and came closer to the blond. He gazed into those two glowing sapphires and smiled, kissing lovingly his 'darling' on the forehead.
- You're sure you want to do this? You could still refuse…
- No, Seph. I want to go with you, even if I must wear a dress. I don't mind. I just wanna be with you.
- Thank you. I'll go take a shower and then we will prepare for the bal. We have to be there at 7:00. Cloud… I promise you won't regret this.
Cloud's lips curled up and he smiled brightly, letting Sephiroth tilt his chin to kiss him softly. Tonight would be a very interesting evening.
*******
- Come on! Come on! Come on! Everything must be ready! No, cut another kiki flower, there. Make sure every dish is shining, I want to see my perfect reflection in the cutlery!
The nervousness was palpable in the great kitchen. Aides and cooks were running around, everybody making sure anything wasn't too or not enough baked, cakes and dishes decorated with utmost care. Reno was standing in the middle of the action, watching with an adverted eye over the preparation of the sumptuous banquet. Upon request, all the food that was going to be served at the Presidential table was closely watched. There were so much people running in there, that Reno was having trouble keeping everyone in tow.
- Ah! Mister Damen!
The redhead turned to see Mickael Aranson. The main assistant of Professor Hojo had a little bottle in his hand and handed him a small strip of pills.
- Mister Damen, you forgot your medicine for your leg.
- This is not a time to bother me with such non sense! I've got a job to do you little twerp. Hey! Watch out!
An hurried aide had bumped into the Turk, sending them both on the floor. Aranson took the opportunity and poured the content of the bottle in the empty water decanter that was set along the different things going on the General's table. The liquid evaporated quickly, leaving no traces in the container. Reno stood up with difficulty, leaning on his crutch for a second, he searched for the scientist, but he was already gone. Not fooled by the brunette's behaviour, he inspected everything another time and, finding nothing unusual, resumed his watch dog duty.
*******
It was the first time Cloud entered the ball room of the Shinra Tower, and only one word could describe it; grandiose. The most influent people in Midgar seemed to be gathered in there. Sephiroth, dressed in his usual black uniform, had put on his decorative shoulder pads, matching the magnificent sheath holding the Masamune at his back. His military medals, won mostly during the Wutai war, were shining under the numerous light spots that had been installed for the occasion. The General gently grabbed his darling by the arm, guiding him to their table. Looks and low murmurs turned toward Cloud, whose beauty was vying with Sephiroth's. The long sky blue skirt of the dress floated behind him and the opening at the front underlined his legs, wrapped in the ribbons of his blue shoes. Many men looked at him with lust in their eyes, but Sephiroth tightened his grip on his little Cloud, gallantly helping the blond to sit down. Crystal glasses were filled with fresh water and they drank decently, waiting for the first course to be served.
The President arrived with his son and the two were protected by Tseng and Rude. Standing at the front door, another Turk with blond hair was keeping an eye on everybody that was entering.. Security had been raised at the top, due to the recent threats, it seemed. They made their way to the front table, where all the important members of the company and the high graded of the military where already sat down, taking their seat right in front of the crowd. Tseng and Rude remained behind, but the Wutaian kept looking at the General with an odd expression.
- I think Tseng knows it's you, Cloud…, Sephiroth murmured.
Cloud turned a bright shade of crimson, not looking up at all, keeping his attention on his water. Sephiroth laughed softly, adding that he shouldn't worry about that. The President made a welcome speech, talking briefly, probably looking forward for the diner… As soon as he sit down, the waiters started to serve the soup. The diner was a long and festive one, with five courses, and the main dish consisted in a very good dragon fillet, covered with a fancy sauce. The diner ended with the dessert, made of fresh fruits bathing in a sweet cream. The President stood again to address the people how much Mako energy could do good to the world and bla, bla, bla… After that, all the tables were cleared and champagne flowed through the guests. Sephiroth then offered his sweetheart a bright smile, and they moved to the dance floor.
Cloud had forgotten the hungry looks and raised a gloved hand to meet Sephiroth's arm and together they waltzed across the marble, drowned in each other's stare. The music entranced them and they danced, danced… Cloud's dress was flying, the multiple white and blue waist petticoats twirling gracefully with every move. The waltz accelerated, and Sephiroth lifted the blond, supporting his weight whit his arm, swirling, and Cloud arched his back. He fell at the horizontal, then was straightened by the General, who put him back on his feet, spread his arm to let Cloud twirl away. Sephiroth caught him as he came back, passing an arm around his waist and pulling him down, ending the dance with an exquisite grace. The blond's eyes were shining with an ardent desire, and it was only for the fluffy skirt…
- You're aroused, love…, teased Sephiroth, Maybe you should go to the bathroom to relieve yourself?
Cloud swayed a little when the silver-haired man pulled him up.
- I would prefer… Sephy, let's go back… I'm not at ease, those men…
- All right… I'm tired of you being looked at like that… Let the President think what he wants, it's too public in there for me anyway.
So Sephiroth and Cloud strode out of the ballroom, leaving the crowd gaping behind them. When they were out of sight, Cloud leaned against his lover, a little drained by the dance, purring in contentment. I know how he is going to repay me… I think… he's going to like it, too…, he thought as they entered their quarters.
As soon as the door was closed, Sephiroth had pulled Cloud into a tight embrace, kissing him deeply. The blond suddenly pulled back, leading Sephiroth to the bed. Thinking that Cloud wanted some immediate attention, the General started to unzip the dress, but the blond squirmed away with a laugh.
- Cloud! Come back here!
- No, Sephy…, he said in an amused tone, Remember, you owe me one… I know what I want you to do.
Sephiroth looked at his sweet little blond and raised an eye brow questioningly. Scrubbing away the remnant of his make-up, Cloud sat on the bed and, leaning back on the pillows, he uttered only few words.
- Strip for me, Seph.
End
Author's notes
*Passes through two boxes of kleenex* Warning: Major nosebleed ahead. A strip-tease!!! WOO-HOO!!!! I'm in a hooooooooot mood! Somebody cool me down!!! Lauren, the next chapter is for you! And Argentwolf too and Garnet and Soranokumo (I really like your work, girl your SOLDIER fic is the best!) and everyone else who reviewed my work. And for those who wants to see Cloud in a dress… I did a picture of it, if you're an artist, can you send me how you see it? Lemon for the next chapter: Satin dream.