Disclaimer: What? Why do I need a disclaimer? .; Not like you don't know already that they aren't mine… ACK! *gasps* Did I just say they weren't mine?! Noooooo! The pain! ;_; Anyway… I shut up now. .; They aren't mine and that's the truth I'm stickin' to.
A/N: Woohoo… -.- I'm sick. Very, very sick. Maybe by the end of this chappy I'll be okei… maybe not. I'm sure you'll know when I hit the end… heh… So… yes. Here is another installment and hopefully it hasn't been too long since the last update… I hope not. I really hope not at all.
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Chapter 5
Touch the Rain
Cloud stumbled to the small house, holding his side in pain. He didn't quite reach the door of the house and fell against the window. He stained the glass with his blood, but saw it washing to the ground and thinning out from the rain that poured down from the wicked heavens. He scorned them and closed his eyes as he gasped in a bit of pain. He couldn't even look inside to see if anyone was in there. It was too much pain. Only pain, though. He knew he wasn't injured enough to die or anything… just to be in severe pain.
He found himself dropping down to his knees and placing his hands to his side and whispering 'heal,' but only getting enough affect to close the wound slightly. At least now he was assured he wouldn't bleed to death. He clasped his hand to his side and waited. Just waited. He didn't care for what, but he needed someone, anyone, just a saving grace right now to pull him in from the cold.
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Squall stirred inside the house and felt a chill run through his body. He looked to the window that was being beaten down on with rain, but there was something else there, too, a red liquid mixing with this clear one. He realized only too quickly what the fading substance was. Blood. Without a moment more of hesitation the man stumbled out of the bed and ran to the door. He threw it open and caught his breathe in his throat. "Cloud?" he asked in a shocked tone.
Cloud looked up at Squall and just gave a bit of a laugh. By this time, Cloud's blond hair was drooping somewhat from the rain and his clothes were fully damp. His body was now even becoming a bit chilled. He just couldn't help but laugh a bit more and lean now on Squall's leg. He picked up on some heat and started to cling to it, not really thinking about what he was doing much.
With a heavy sweatdrop Squall blinked at Cloud. He slowly peeled the man off of his leg and supported him a bit. He looked Cloud over a bit, trying to see where he was injured. "There was blood… where are you hurt?" he asked in a distant tone. He didn't want to get himself involved emotionally, so, he kept himself far from the situation, at least, in a sense.
"I'm not that hurt. Just a bit bloodier than it should be. It only hurts, but I'll be fine. Oh, and it's my side…" Cloud finally answered Squall. He pulled at his shirt a bit, exposing his side to show the vaguely concerned man the wound. It was closed, as he had done it himself, but still there was a noticeable gash there.
Seeing the remains of the wounds the dark haired man groaned a bit and placed his hand on the exposed area. He whispered a small heal and finished the delicate healing spell they Cloud had tried to produce before on himself and only seemed to have enough energy to make it work half the way.
"Come on, let's get you inside before you catch cold…" Squall grumbled as if he was only concerned slightly about Cloud's health and nothing else about him. He looked to the door and started to walk to it, knowing Cloud was fine to hold himself up now, so, he had also released the other man of the supporting nature he had.
The blond man just stood there, letting the rain drip down his body, letting it touch every part of him. He kept his eyes set on the scruffy looking man he had somewhat admired for his ability and compassion. "Beautiful," he said out loud to the other man, letting him take it as he pleased. To inquire or not, it was up to the other man.
Taking it as the weather, the other man turns and looks out across the wet ridden streets and saw the hazy figures of lights glaring down and through the thick rain. His eyes then traveled up to the darkened sky and saw no stars peeking through, but only the faint reflections of the city lights on the clouds. It was really beautiful out there. "Yes, it is," he grumbled out.
Cloud just looked away and to the ground and nodded faintly. "Yeah…" he whispered out. "Oh… I haven't asked you, but have you found who you want to protect?" the man asked with a hoping that he wouldn't. He wanted to be the one to be protected, but he had a sinking feeling his heart would end up cracked in the end, but it was his own fault… he had made Squall promise this.
A soft grin crossed over Squall's face as he looked at the sky. "Well, yes, actually, I have," the man replied to the inquired question. His eyes had to blink as water kept hitting his delicate eyes. By now he was also soaked completely and his hair started to cling to his face. "And I almost thought I'd lose this person tonight, but they proved they could survive," he added on quietly, just having his voice above the sound of the wind.
Now it was Cloud's turn to take a hit at being dense. The once strong man drooped down and felt like he was lost in himself. He looked off to the side and nodded somewhat. He didn't say anything more to Squall and just started to turn away and walk to the stairs. He just didn't feel like fighting against the pain was worth it anymore. Love had fled him twice… he wouldn't let it take a stab at him a third time. He wasn't that foolish.
Squall caught sight of Cloud moving away from the house and seeming to be leaving. He ran after the man and grabbed the upper part of his arm. "Wait… I think you misunderstood, Cloud," he said with a hint of panic in his voice. His eyes pressed on Cloud and wanted the other man to turn around. He didn't want the one he vowed to himself to guard to leave him.
Shaking his head, Cloud shrugged the other man's arm off of his own. "No… I understand it well, Squall," was all his could say in a low voice. He stated in a low voice. His eyes closed and his body tensed.
With a crashing feeling, Cloud's words hit Squall in the chest hard. "Oh…" was what Squall managed to respond back to what the other male had said to him. It figured. The one he would decide on protecting and giving his heart to would end up being the one person who was set against having this heart. "Then I can't keep my promise to you," he finally found some words.
The words sifted through Cloud's mind a few moments and he turned to the ex-SeeD member. "What?" he asked in slightly confusion. "Okay… maybe I don't understand…" he said with a bit of a lost voice. It took him a lot to admit he didn't know what he thought he did, but with what Squall had said… it could almost mean…
"I wanted to protect you…" Squall finally spat out. He didn't want to dance around the subject any more and wanted it clear what he was trying to say. Though he was actually brave enough to say it, he wasn't enough to see Cloud's reaction and shifted his eyes to the wet ground.
Cloud slowly looked at Squall and couldn't help but change his expression to a painful smile. "Me?" he asked with a lighter tone than he had before. He never thought the one person for whom he hoped would protect him; then again… he never thought he would be protected in his life at all. It seemed that he finally had something in his life to treasure to the fullest. His search for that one thing… his light… was over. Sora was right; he would find his light and had done so.
"Let's take you inside," Squall said with a soft smile. "You'll catch cold otherwise… and we wouldn't want that to happen, ne?" he asked in a warmer voice than he had had in a very long time. Then again… he was happier than he had been in a very long time. It seemed that love warmed the heart so much, making the person, in general, much warmer to others (as long as no one hurt their lover.)
A true and heart-filled smile pressed on the blond man's lips. He walked to Squall and leaned on the man and almost clung to him. With a meek look he nodded and was soon lead inside of the house.
Just enough into the house, Cloud was pressed against the door by Squall and pushed in a deep and hard kiss. Their bodies pressed hard against one another and water dripped from them. Soon enough, there was a small puddle below them from the rain that had clung to them until this point in time.
"Hn… Let's get these wet clothes off of you," Squall grumbled as he started to unbuckle one of the buckles Cloud was wearing. He felt the other man lightly nibbling on one of his own buckles on his arm. "What are you doing?" he asked with a strange tone and a laugh as he tipped Cloud's chin up, breaking the contact with the leather.
"Err… I was nibbling your buckle on your arm?" he asked meekly and smiled an innocent smile. It seemed so strange. Both of them were being playful. Their voices were also more caring and compassionate. Though, they both knew that in public they would be cold and uncaring again, but at least they could share these moments together.
Squall growled playfully and dragged Cloud over to the bed. He pushed him down on it and pounced on him. "You dare to chew on those, you little imp?" he asked as he started to pull the buckle he had been messing with before off and tossing it to the side.
"Well, if you weren't so damn sexy, maybe I wouldn't," he said in a pouting tone. He reached up and grabbed the necklace-thing that was hanging from Squall's neck and pulled the other man close to him. "And you dare to ravish my body?" he asked with a growl as he nipped at the other man's lips.
Licking the other man's lips he thought about the question for a second. "Is there a doubt or an objection that I should be doing otherwise?" he asked as he pulled the second buckle off of Cloud's waist. Now he went for the one on the other man's leg and saw his friend squirm under the touch. "So sensitive…" he teased lightly as he fully pulled it away.
"Bastard…" he growled out and pressed his lips on Squall's mouth. He placed one of his arms on the other man's neck and placed his other hand on the man's back. The claws on his left hand, a.k.a. the hand on Squall's back, dug into the skin below the jacket and shirt ever so slightly, making marks that would be seen later.
Squall broke the kiss apart and looked at Cloud with a triumphant smirk. "You're fun to snog," he said with a light laugh. He pecked a small kiss on Cloud's nose and then nuzzled him a bit. His fingers trailed over Cloud's hands and entwined themselves together with the matching hand. His fingers tenderly rubbed at the flesh of the other man's hands and he closed his eyes for a moment, resting his head on the blonde's shoulder.
The man lying on the bottom closed his eyes and give off a small shiver from his soaked clothing. He had been wearing these for far too long and would get sick if he wasn't removed from them. He lifted Squall's head from his shoulder and placed his hands on both cheeks. He peered up with soft blue eyes and smiled from the curious look of the other man.
His head lifted from the bed and wrapped his arms around the other man's neck and kissed him ever so softly. His eyes fluttered shut and he let out a bit of a moan into the other man's mouth. One of his legs bent up and his foot rested flat on the bed.
The blonde haired man started to slowly pull the meaningless jacket away from the other man's body. Clothing… it was so pointless… well, not really. It was just a pain in the ass. It was nice to protect your body from prying eyes… but it was bothersome to remove so many layers when trying to just make love in a small house, alone.
"You wear too much clothes…" Cloud murmured as he looked up at Squall with a smile. He looked over his face and then just set his eyes at the scar on the other man's face. His finger reached up and ran along it in thought. "Where'd you get this from?" he asked in a wondering voice. His head cocked a bit to the side and he admired the deep and everlasting scar on the man's face.
The man on top winced a little and took Cloud's hand into his own and kissed it softly. He closed his eyes and sighed a little. "It was from Seifer… We always would spar, but it would also always get out of control. Things happened in those encounters that I would rather not talk about some of those things that happened…" he said with a sigh. He looked away from the man who was so close to him, almost wanting to distance himself completely.
Cloud grabbed both of Squall's cheeks and forced him to look at him. "Don't do this, Squall," he threatened in a low voice. He narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a serious look to the man who was leaning over. "I mean, I'm sorry shit happened, but you know what? I really need you to stop feeling so damn sorry about yourself," he said in a low voice. He pushed Squall off of him and slowly walked over to the window. He looked outside and sighed a bit. "Is this right?" he asked as he crossed his arms and fixed his eyes on the rain.
Squall sat up on the bed and slowly crossed over to Cloud, placing his head on the other man's shoulder and closing his eyes. "If this isn't right… then I can live with being wrong my whole life," he whispered out. "I'm sorry, Cloud… I don't mean to distance myself or feel sorry," he told the other man quietly. He swallowed hard and started to kiss at the blonde's neck.
The subdued blonde leaned back into his newfound-lover and moaned slightly as he closed his eyes. His head turned a bit to expose the delicate flesh even more so. He sighed softly and smiled at the warm touch. "You seem to be able to melt away my demons…" he whispered against the cool air. His body was starting to feel frozen all over, but his heart was now warm. There seemed like the light from Squall was washing over his soul.
Squall smirked a little and looked at what Cloud was wearing. "And wait… I wear too much clothing? It seems like you are trying to wear everything you own," he said with a small laugh as he started to disrobe the other man. Claws, hooks, belts, cape and boots got removed and placed delicately to the side.
"That's because it is true…" he whispered in return as he closed his eyes and rested there, letting Squall strip him of his possession and pain. He wore some of these things just to cause his own mental anguish and to never forget. He would never forget Vincent. That was one man he refused to forget in his life. The man he killed with his own hands.
The brunette lightly kissed at Cloud's neck, trying to take away his pain, trying to help him just forget in a moment of pure bliss. He wished they could be washed clean of their past and their mistakes, but all they could do was live on with darker hearts than a normal being. Cloud didn't have the eternal light that Squall had, though. His heart was darkness through and through, but he could be good from such a strong light that Squall gave off.
Each layer of clothing was slowly pulled from the men, each needing more bare skin and pulling away the useless fabrics that denied them this heated passion of love. Once completely bare, Squall rested on top of Cloud and breathed in sharp. He was now breathing more in threads than before and he had to fix his eyes on Cloud to steady his mind.
"Is… is this okay with you?" Squall asked as he was close to entering Cloud and making them one. He pressed his lips against the other man's and felt a needing nod. His body trembled with fear, love, and lust, anything that he could feel. His body ached for more of Cloud and he was glad he wasn't denied this pleasure.
The two bodies seemed to become one as Squall slowly pushed himself into Cloud's entrance. Both let out a deep moan. The man on top pressed his head into the other's shoulder and licked and nibbled furiously at the flesh he found there. And the man on the bottom clutched his hands up around the other man, pulling him closer, wanting more, needing more.
Each man pushed against one another in a greedy manner, trying to get more of each other, feeling the intense pressure build up between them. Each closed his eyes letting the air heat them in the small house and the moisture build up, removing what little friction was left between them.
In a sudden moment of panic and intensity each man found himself in a haze of pure pleasure, finding it impossible to hold back anymore. Sticky and milky semen found itself splashed up on Squall's body, spread across Cloud's front and nestled inside of the blonde. The man resting on top slowly slid himself out and his body seemed to collapse down in a panting heap. He had no energy left, but it felt so wonderful.
The men lay there, panting, gasping, choking on pleasure… each trying to fight the sleep that pricked at their senses and nibbled at their mind. With such little energy left, the protector pulled the blankets around them to shield them from the cold of the world. He placed a few well aimed kissed on the other man before his eyes lazily fell shut.
The sweat and semen dried on the men, leaving them smelling a lot like sex. They didn't care, though, because they felt so wonderful pressed against one another. Each man's dreams were filled with nothing, which was the best grace that they had been given in such a long time. They were no longer plagued with their fears for at least this one night.
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Outside the rain still feel, but now the moon was exposed to the face of the world. It bled down its pale and white light, trying to illuminate what it could in the darkness. A lone figure stood on the rooftop, staring up at the sky. Even in this pale light, it could be seen his hair glinted in a silver tone and his icy blue eyes reflected the light perfectly.
His body cast a shadow behind him, the heartless crawling over one another in this boys' shadow. They slid over one another, bodies entangled, twisted. They tried to escape, but the light burned them if they went too far. A few screeches of pain emerged from the shadows as they touched the forsaken light.
He glanced down to the small house in that district and shook his head softly. "So weak…" his voice broke into the night and he let a soft and drunken looking smile cross his face. "He tries to escape his dark heart with trying to drown it away with light. Tch… he'll regret it," he whispered into the wind, as if trying to inform some entity that wasn't there to listen to him.
He burned in anger from being alone and his angry took this form. He never would admit his pain was from this jealous notion that his heart conjured up inside. He tucked it away in the back of his mind, never wanting to face the painful truth. It was easier being a coward and torture dear Sora then to actually admit he needed the boy.
"…Light begets darkness, but the darkness obsesses the light… how odd the workings of fate. Twisted and simple we are… and yet nothing can end in happiness. This life will be no comedy; it can only be a tragedy. It is so beautiful."
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A/N: Woo! Another chappy done for you. XD Ummm… .; I hope you don't mind it and such… cause… *coughs* This is my first actually malexmale sex scene. @.@ I couldn't go like… all p0rn0 on it… and just went… yeah. O.o; I hope you dun mind… and… erm… I think I might be getting healthier, so, yeah! Weee!!! Not I dun have bronchitis XD I have a stomach flu. X3 My body loves me. ;_;
A/N: Woohoo… -.- I'm sick. Very, very sick. Maybe by the end of this chappy I'll be okei… maybe not. I'm sure you'll know when I hit the end… heh… So… yes. Here is another installment and hopefully it hasn't been too long since the last update… I hope not. I really hope not at all.
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Chapter 5
Touch the Rain
Cloud stumbled to the small house, holding his side in pain. He didn't quite reach the door of the house and fell against the window. He stained the glass with his blood, but saw it washing to the ground and thinning out from the rain that poured down from the wicked heavens. He scorned them and closed his eyes as he gasped in a bit of pain. He couldn't even look inside to see if anyone was in there. It was too much pain. Only pain, though. He knew he wasn't injured enough to die or anything… just to be in severe pain.
He found himself dropping down to his knees and placing his hands to his side and whispering 'heal,' but only getting enough affect to close the wound slightly. At least now he was assured he wouldn't bleed to death. He clasped his hand to his side and waited. Just waited. He didn't care for what, but he needed someone, anyone, just a saving grace right now to pull him in from the cold.
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Squall stirred inside the house and felt a chill run through his body. He looked to the window that was being beaten down on with rain, but there was something else there, too, a red liquid mixing with this clear one. He realized only too quickly what the fading substance was. Blood. Without a moment more of hesitation the man stumbled out of the bed and ran to the door. He threw it open and caught his breathe in his throat. "Cloud?" he asked in a shocked tone.
Cloud looked up at Squall and just gave a bit of a laugh. By this time, Cloud's blond hair was drooping somewhat from the rain and his clothes were fully damp. His body was now even becoming a bit chilled. He just couldn't help but laugh a bit more and lean now on Squall's leg. He picked up on some heat and started to cling to it, not really thinking about what he was doing much.
With a heavy sweatdrop Squall blinked at Cloud. He slowly peeled the man off of his leg and supported him a bit. He looked Cloud over a bit, trying to see where he was injured. "There was blood… where are you hurt?" he asked in a distant tone. He didn't want to get himself involved emotionally, so, he kept himself far from the situation, at least, in a sense.
"I'm not that hurt. Just a bit bloodier than it should be. It only hurts, but I'll be fine. Oh, and it's my side…" Cloud finally answered Squall. He pulled at his shirt a bit, exposing his side to show the vaguely concerned man the wound. It was closed, as he had done it himself, but still there was a noticeable gash there.
Seeing the remains of the wounds the dark haired man groaned a bit and placed his hand on the exposed area. He whispered a small heal and finished the delicate healing spell they Cloud had tried to produce before on himself and only seemed to have enough energy to make it work half the way.
"Come on, let's get you inside before you catch cold…" Squall grumbled as if he was only concerned slightly about Cloud's health and nothing else about him. He looked to the door and started to walk to it, knowing Cloud was fine to hold himself up now, so, he had also released the other man of the supporting nature he had.
The blond man just stood there, letting the rain drip down his body, letting it touch every part of him. He kept his eyes set on the scruffy looking man he had somewhat admired for his ability and compassion. "Beautiful," he said out loud to the other man, letting him take it as he pleased. To inquire or not, it was up to the other man.
Taking it as the weather, the other man turns and looks out across the wet ridden streets and saw the hazy figures of lights glaring down and through the thick rain. His eyes then traveled up to the darkened sky and saw no stars peeking through, but only the faint reflections of the city lights on the clouds. It was really beautiful out there. "Yes, it is," he grumbled out.
Cloud just looked away and to the ground and nodded faintly. "Yeah…" he whispered out. "Oh… I haven't asked you, but have you found who you want to protect?" the man asked with a hoping that he wouldn't. He wanted to be the one to be protected, but he had a sinking feeling his heart would end up cracked in the end, but it was his own fault… he had made Squall promise this.
A soft grin crossed over Squall's face as he looked at the sky. "Well, yes, actually, I have," the man replied to the inquired question. His eyes had to blink as water kept hitting his delicate eyes. By now he was also soaked completely and his hair started to cling to his face. "And I almost thought I'd lose this person tonight, but they proved they could survive," he added on quietly, just having his voice above the sound of the wind.
Now it was Cloud's turn to take a hit at being dense. The once strong man drooped down and felt like he was lost in himself. He looked off to the side and nodded somewhat. He didn't say anything more to Squall and just started to turn away and walk to the stairs. He just didn't feel like fighting against the pain was worth it anymore. Love had fled him twice… he wouldn't let it take a stab at him a third time. He wasn't that foolish.
Squall caught sight of Cloud moving away from the house and seeming to be leaving. He ran after the man and grabbed the upper part of his arm. "Wait… I think you misunderstood, Cloud," he said with a hint of panic in his voice. His eyes pressed on Cloud and wanted the other man to turn around. He didn't want the one he vowed to himself to guard to leave him.
Shaking his head, Cloud shrugged the other man's arm off of his own. "No… I understand it well, Squall," was all his could say in a low voice. He stated in a low voice. His eyes closed and his body tensed.
With a crashing feeling, Cloud's words hit Squall in the chest hard. "Oh…" was what Squall managed to respond back to what the other male had said to him. It figured. The one he would decide on protecting and giving his heart to would end up being the one person who was set against having this heart. "Then I can't keep my promise to you," he finally found some words.
The words sifted through Cloud's mind a few moments and he turned to the ex-SeeD member. "What?" he asked in slightly confusion. "Okay… maybe I don't understand…" he said with a bit of a lost voice. It took him a lot to admit he didn't know what he thought he did, but with what Squall had said… it could almost mean…
"I wanted to protect you…" Squall finally spat out. He didn't want to dance around the subject any more and wanted it clear what he was trying to say. Though he was actually brave enough to say it, he wasn't enough to see Cloud's reaction and shifted his eyes to the wet ground.
Cloud slowly looked at Squall and couldn't help but change his expression to a painful smile. "Me?" he asked with a lighter tone than he had before. He never thought the one person for whom he hoped would protect him; then again… he never thought he would be protected in his life at all. It seemed that he finally had something in his life to treasure to the fullest. His search for that one thing… his light… was over. Sora was right; he would find his light and had done so.
"Let's take you inside," Squall said with a soft smile. "You'll catch cold otherwise… and we wouldn't want that to happen, ne?" he asked in a warmer voice than he had had in a very long time. Then again… he was happier than he had been in a very long time. It seemed that love warmed the heart so much, making the person, in general, much warmer to others (as long as no one hurt their lover.)
A true and heart-filled smile pressed on the blond man's lips. He walked to Squall and leaned on the man and almost clung to him. With a meek look he nodded and was soon lead inside of the house.
Just enough into the house, Cloud was pressed against the door by Squall and pushed in a deep and hard kiss. Their bodies pressed hard against one another and water dripped from them. Soon enough, there was a small puddle below them from the rain that had clung to them until this point in time.
"Hn… Let's get these wet clothes off of you," Squall grumbled as he started to unbuckle one of the buckles Cloud was wearing. He felt the other man lightly nibbling on one of his own buckles on his arm. "What are you doing?" he asked with a strange tone and a laugh as he tipped Cloud's chin up, breaking the contact with the leather.
"Err… I was nibbling your buckle on your arm?" he asked meekly and smiled an innocent smile. It seemed so strange. Both of them were being playful. Their voices were also more caring and compassionate. Though, they both knew that in public they would be cold and uncaring again, but at least they could share these moments together.
Squall growled playfully and dragged Cloud over to the bed. He pushed him down on it and pounced on him. "You dare to chew on those, you little imp?" he asked as he started to pull the buckle he had been messing with before off and tossing it to the side.
"Well, if you weren't so damn sexy, maybe I wouldn't," he said in a pouting tone. He reached up and grabbed the necklace-thing that was hanging from Squall's neck and pulled the other man close to him. "And you dare to ravish my body?" he asked with a growl as he nipped at the other man's lips.
Licking the other man's lips he thought about the question for a second. "Is there a doubt or an objection that I should be doing otherwise?" he asked as he pulled the second buckle off of Cloud's waist. Now he went for the one on the other man's leg and saw his friend squirm under the touch. "So sensitive…" he teased lightly as he fully pulled it away.
"Bastard…" he growled out and pressed his lips on Squall's mouth. He placed one of his arms on the other man's neck and placed his other hand on the man's back. The claws on his left hand, a.k.a. the hand on Squall's back, dug into the skin below the jacket and shirt ever so slightly, making marks that would be seen later.
Squall broke the kiss apart and looked at Cloud with a triumphant smirk. "You're fun to snog," he said with a light laugh. He pecked a small kiss on Cloud's nose and then nuzzled him a bit. His fingers trailed over Cloud's hands and entwined themselves together with the matching hand. His fingers tenderly rubbed at the flesh of the other man's hands and he closed his eyes for a moment, resting his head on the blonde's shoulder.
The man lying on the bottom closed his eyes and give off a small shiver from his soaked clothing. He had been wearing these for far too long and would get sick if he wasn't removed from them. He lifted Squall's head from his shoulder and placed his hands on both cheeks. He peered up with soft blue eyes and smiled from the curious look of the other man.
His head lifted from the bed and wrapped his arms around the other man's neck and kissed him ever so softly. His eyes fluttered shut and he let out a bit of a moan into the other man's mouth. One of his legs bent up and his foot rested flat on the bed.
The blonde haired man started to slowly pull the meaningless jacket away from the other man's body. Clothing… it was so pointless… well, not really. It was just a pain in the ass. It was nice to protect your body from prying eyes… but it was bothersome to remove so many layers when trying to just make love in a small house, alone.
"You wear too much clothes…" Cloud murmured as he looked up at Squall with a smile. He looked over his face and then just set his eyes at the scar on the other man's face. His finger reached up and ran along it in thought. "Where'd you get this from?" he asked in a wondering voice. His head cocked a bit to the side and he admired the deep and everlasting scar on the man's face.
The man on top winced a little and took Cloud's hand into his own and kissed it softly. He closed his eyes and sighed a little. "It was from Seifer… We always would spar, but it would also always get out of control. Things happened in those encounters that I would rather not talk about some of those things that happened…" he said with a sigh. He looked away from the man who was so close to him, almost wanting to distance himself completely.
Cloud grabbed both of Squall's cheeks and forced him to look at him. "Don't do this, Squall," he threatened in a low voice. He narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a serious look to the man who was leaning over. "I mean, I'm sorry shit happened, but you know what? I really need you to stop feeling so damn sorry about yourself," he said in a low voice. He pushed Squall off of him and slowly walked over to the window. He looked outside and sighed a bit. "Is this right?" he asked as he crossed his arms and fixed his eyes on the rain.
Squall sat up on the bed and slowly crossed over to Cloud, placing his head on the other man's shoulder and closing his eyes. "If this isn't right… then I can live with being wrong my whole life," he whispered out. "I'm sorry, Cloud… I don't mean to distance myself or feel sorry," he told the other man quietly. He swallowed hard and started to kiss at the blonde's neck.
The subdued blonde leaned back into his newfound-lover and moaned slightly as he closed his eyes. His head turned a bit to expose the delicate flesh even more so. He sighed softly and smiled at the warm touch. "You seem to be able to melt away my demons…" he whispered against the cool air. His body was starting to feel frozen all over, but his heart was now warm. There seemed like the light from Squall was washing over his soul.
Squall smirked a little and looked at what Cloud was wearing. "And wait… I wear too much clothing? It seems like you are trying to wear everything you own," he said with a small laugh as he started to disrobe the other man. Claws, hooks, belts, cape and boots got removed and placed delicately to the side.
"That's because it is true…" he whispered in return as he closed his eyes and rested there, letting Squall strip him of his possession and pain. He wore some of these things just to cause his own mental anguish and to never forget. He would never forget Vincent. That was one man he refused to forget in his life. The man he killed with his own hands.
The brunette lightly kissed at Cloud's neck, trying to take away his pain, trying to help him just forget in a moment of pure bliss. He wished they could be washed clean of their past and their mistakes, but all they could do was live on with darker hearts than a normal being. Cloud didn't have the eternal light that Squall had, though. His heart was darkness through and through, but he could be good from such a strong light that Squall gave off.
Each layer of clothing was slowly pulled from the men, each needing more bare skin and pulling away the useless fabrics that denied them this heated passion of love. Once completely bare, Squall rested on top of Cloud and breathed in sharp. He was now breathing more in threads than before and he had to fix his eyes on Cloud to steady his mind.
"Is… is this okay with you?" Squall asked as he was close to entering Cloud and making them one. He pressed his lips against the other man's and felt a needing nod. His body trembled with fear, love, and lust, anything that he could feel. His body ached for more of Cloud and he was glad he wasn't denied this pleasure.
The two bodies seemed to become one as Squall slowly pushed himself into Cloud's entrance. Both let out a deep moan. The man on top pressed his head into the other's shoulder and licked and nibbled furiously at the flesh he found there. And the man on the bottom clutched his hands up around the other man, pulling him closer, wanting more, needing more.
Each man pushed against one another in a greedy manner, trying to get more of each other, feeling the intense pressure build up between them. Each closed his eyes letting the air heat them in the small house and the moisture build up, removing what little friction was left between them.
In a sudden moment of panic and intensity each man found himself in a haze of pure pleasure, finding it impossible to hold back anymore. Sticky and milky semen found itself splashed up on Squall's body, spread across Cloud's front and nestled inside of the blonde. The man resting on top slowly slid himself out and his body seemed to collapse down in a panting heap. He had no energy left, but it felt so wonderful.
The men lay there, panting, gasping, choking on pleasure… each trying to fight the sleep that pricked at their senses and nibbled at their mind. With such little energy left, the protector pulled the blankets around them to shield them from the cold of the world. He placed a few well aimed kissed on the other man before his eyes lazily fell shut.
The sweat and semen dried on the men, leaving them smelling a lot like sex. They didn't care, though, because they felt so wonderful pressed against one another. Each man's dreams were filled with nothing, which was the best grace that they had been given in such a long time. They were no longer plagued with their fears for at least this one night.
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Outside the rain still feel, but now the moon was exposed to the face of the world. It bled down its pale and white light, trying to illuminate what it could in the darkness. A lone figure stood on the rooftop, staring up at the sky. Even in this pale light, it could be seen his hair glinted in a silver tone and his icy blue eyes reflected the light perfectly.
His body cast a shadow behind him, the heartless crawling over one another in this boys' shadow. They slid over one another, bodies entangled, twisted. They tried to escape, but the light burned them if they went too far. A few screeches of pain emerged from the shadows as they touched the forsaken light.
He glanced down to the small house in that district and shook his head softly. "So weak…" his voice broke into the night and he let a soft and drunken looking smile cross his face. "He tries to escape his dark heart with trying to drown it away with light. Tch… he'll regret it," he whispered into the wind, as if trying to inform some entity that wasn't there to listen to him.
He burned in anger from being alone and his angry took this form. He never would admit his pain was from this jealous notion that his heart conjured up inside. He tucked it away in the back of his mind, never wanting to face the painful truth. It was easier being a coward and torture dear Sora then to actually admit he needed the boy.
"…Light begets darkness, but the darkness obsesses the light… how odd the workings of fate. Twisted and simple we are… and yet nothing can end in happiness. This life will be no comedy; it can only be a tragedy. It is so beautiful."
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A/N: Woo! Another chappy done for you. XD Ummm… .; I hope you don't mind it and such… cause… *coughs* This is my first actually malexmale sex scene. @.@ I couldn't go like… all p0rn0 on it… and just went… yeah. O.o; I hope you dun mind… and… erm… I think I might be getting healthier, so, yeah! Weee!!! Not I dun have bronchitis XD I have a stomach flu. X3 My body loves me. ;_;