Behind Shinra's Doors
Chapter 13: Refused!
"OW! LIAM, YOU FUCKING IDOIT!" Cloud's agonistic cries swam through the entire team, reaching both the General and his Lieutenant who were pushing through the crowding spectators.
"What happened?" Corgi asked as he knelt down to Cloud. He noticed that the solider was holding his ankle, flinching in pain when he held it too tightly. Liam's face was replaced of what a broken child would use when he really didn't mean what he did.
"I was—just—and Cloud! Cloud caught me off guard and I—''
"That's enough." Sephiroth's words silenced the confusion. Crogi was about to handle Cloud in his arms until Sephiroth stopped him.
"I'll take him to his room Corgi. Stay with them and carry on." Corgi nodded to his overseer and allowed Sephiroth to lift Cloud's trembling and cursing form.
"ALRIGHT, GET BACK TO YOUR POSITIONS!" The rest scattered like bugs to there spots, waiting for the next distraction to interrupt their day to be more exciting.
Luckily for Sephiroth, Cloud was light enough to carry easily to the floor where he resided in. Along the way there, the blonde continued cursing when his leg bobbled.
"Save it Strife," Sephiroth began. "How are you going to get through real combat if you can't handle what's in here?"
"In real combat I'd be dead and not suffer through this." Cloud added cynically. It kept Sephiroth quiet for a few moments until they reached Cloud's room.
"Whoa," Sephiroth said as he entered what must have been a room long ago. "Talk about a messy room. My God! There is no floor to this thing!" Cloud grabbed his leg.
"Can you stop criticizing my room and put me down!" Sephiroth placed him gently on the bed and slowly elongated his leg away from him. He felt the muscles tense up when Cloud felt the pain.
"Shoo," Sephiroth cooed. "The worst it can be is a broken bone, and we have strong materia to seal it clean." His words still didn't take away Cloud's anxiety of the pain.
"I think it's a spasm, sir. I regularly get them every other year, but lately they haven't been coming." Cloud stretched it out longer this time, hissing out his pain. "It'll soon pass."
"A spasm, hey?" Sephiroth softly massaged the aching muscles. It seemed to calm Cloud down enough because he felt his muscles ease from their tension under his finger tips. He looked up and saw Cloud's gaze upon him. For one so young, he could hold a strong stare. Sephiroth thought. The general continued looking at the solider as the solider looked at him in silence; with Sephiroth caressing his aching leg.
Cloud's pain became a secondary bore and the only thought that rolled naughtily in his head was how Sephiroth looked without his clothes on. Pretty fucking delicious is my bet. As Cloud mused of Sephiroth, he knew well enough from his craving green eyes that he thought the same of him.
Daringly, Cloud moved Sephiroth's kneading hand along his leg, and up his thigh to where his hard sex wasn't any further away. Cloud stopped Sephiroth on the inside of his thigh, the spot where it never failed to drive him mad.
"It hurts here too." Cloud explained in a low voice. Sephiroth was surprised of Cloud's boldness but in the end he thanked him for making the first move. Just as he did before, Sephiroth massaged Cloud's thigh and slowly moved towards him with gaping lips and closing eyes. Cloud advanced at the same rate, still shy of the approach but drove right in once their lips connected, already accepting Sephiroth's tongue.
Cloud moaned in Sephiroth's mouth while the general manipulated his tongue in the most pleasuring ways he could summon. Their tongues slid across and on top of one another, exploring each crevice of their mouths. Once oxygen became an issue, they parted for a moment to again look in each other's eyes. Was this real? They both questioned to themselves. Cloud was gaping for breath but not nearly as Sephiroth who was dazed of what they were doing.
He tastes so good. He thought. But wait, this isn't right! If anyone of us got caught both of our lives would be at stake. Also, he's only a child. No more then 16 perhaps. Yet he's wise beyond his years. As Sephiroth's mind raced with his thoughts, Cloud grinned and began unzipping his jacket. Slowly, to give the general a show, he relieved his torso inch by inch.
When he threw the article of clothing to the ground, he reached for Sephiroth's hands and placed it on his heart. Sephiroth looked at it and felt his heart's pulsing beneath his skin that so much shared the same speed as his own. Memorized at the point, Cloud slowly crept upon Sephiroth to engage in another slow kiss. Once he brushed his tongue against his lower lips Sephiroth pulled back.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, bowing his head. Cloud released him.
"What!" He replied, bewildered.
"I'm sorry. I want to, God I so much want to but…I cannot. For the sake of both of us, we should pretend this never happened." Cloud pushed Sephiroth's hand off his skin. Again Sephiroth apologized and got up. His heart stayed there, lying on the bed with Cloud but his body left him alone in the room. A corpse walked through the halls and out the building, hollowed and alone. Sephiroth, you fucking idiot! He scowled.
Back at the room, when Sephiroth's footsteps ceased Cloud was still motionless, and lying on the bed.
"No I did not just get refused!" He said to break the silence. He groaned and fell on his bed. "Great!"
Now I assume some of you are thinking 'Cloud is very vain of himself'. Well you're right, in a way. He doesn't flaunt like a scanky hoe but he does know as a fact that Seph is into him as much as he's into Seph. But having been denied like that, at the most heated point before screwing their brains out, Cloud was just caught off guard of that. Since he's never been refused in his sex life. Oh, well. Will Seph deny him next time? Find out! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!