Okay... So this is my first full on yaoi lemon.
Hopefully you all enjoy it and love to read your comments, so don't forget to leave some.
This is Rude/Cloud (egads! what a thought!) PWP warning. :D
Delivery Boy
Cloud gazed vacantly at the ceiling, wondering idly how his life had come to this moment. In terms of events, he remembered the last three years clearly enough; what he still didn't understand was why. Why am I here? The question plagued his mind, haunting his dreams. Stole him away from present at the most inconvenient times. The remnants had come and gone along with the geostigma that had threatened the lives of so many. Sephiroth, Hojo, Aeris, Zack…. They held his attention relentlessly while the hand that snaked up his hip and slid beneath his shirt hardly concerned him. Still, the blonde allowed his gaze to travel slowly down the wall, across the mattress and up to his companion's face. Lust was clearly written there, along with irritated impatience.
Cloud smiled slowly, flicking his tongue out his across his bottom lip and began unbuttoning his shirt. The other man growled softly, pressing his pelvis forcefully against the blonde. Rough hands removed Cloud's shirt and the fighter fluttered his eyes closed in response. Reaching behind him to grip the bed rail, the former hero arched his back and walked his feet up Rude's body, easing silk clad legs over naked shoulders. In this position, the blonde could feel how hard the other man really was and gasped as his silk trousers slid soft over pale hips. Rude would never remove them completely, as though getting the golden blonde fully naked would make this more than it was.
Cloud nearly laughed aloud from the thought. Panting, he pushed against the stoic Turk. "Come on baby, I want you." His soft baritone, begging for attention, was all the other man required. Rude put three fingers into Cloud's mouth, watching while the pale skinned man sucked them with eager sensuality. The younger man knew well how to make his partners feel wanted.
Being stretched out by anyone was never a comfortable experience and the Turk's fingers were long and thick, just like the rest of him. Cloud squirmed and whimpered uncontrollably; while Rude prepared his body to accept the well hung male. The Turk was far larger than most men and took him hard and roughly every time. Cloud tightened his grip on the bed frame, forcing himself to relax. Searing pain shocked through his spine causing the blonde to toss his head backwards, mewling urgently.
"Gaia! Gaia, it hurts!"
Rude smiled cruelly. Making the blonde fighter suffer was a deeply satisfying part of his pleasure. Cloud knew this and gave voice to the pain, which ripped through him.
"Scream, bitch. It's gonna hurt a lot more before I'm finished with you."
Cloud moaned long and loud, legs trembling. Allowing his attention to wander was the only way to cope with it. Sweat was beginning to bead on his upper lip and he darted his tongue out to taste the salty droplets. Focusing his thoughts on the warm subtle taste, while Rude took him viciously made these moments bearable. Nails dug into pale hips, sure to leave bruises. Words fell like dark rain around his ears, calling him a tight pretty slut and similar things. The blonde remembered to beg for further abuse and scream when appropriate, though by now his thoughts were elsewhere.
The unexpected orgasm that rocked through Cloud's body jolted him into the present moment with surprising force. "Rude!" he shouted "Rude… so good… so good."
The Niebelhiem Hero's response thrilled the seasoned Turk. Rude held back his own release for several more minutes, while the other man whimpered pathetically beneath him. When the stoic Turk finally came Cloud shuddered his relief. Breathing heavily, Cloud averted his gaze and untangled himself from the other man. He then rose from the bed in a single fluid motion.
Rude watched with sly eyes as the blonde quickly dressed, lowering his blue eyes to floor as the bald turned him. Rude paused a moment, then handed him a thick envelope, "Same price as always, right?"
Golden lashes fluttered over jaded sapphire eyes. He said nothing and smirked knowingly. It wasn't the first time and wouldn't be the last. As Cloud made his way to Fenrir, he contemplated his next delivery.