[I'll be honest, the reviews have literally multiplied by four, I know I wanted to be nice and show my lust –cough cough- I mean love for you tempting reviewers. But I'm a guy...I can be nice but come on! How about this, most of your reviews make me want you...in my bed...now go! Be free to review some more! I only just got up so this Authors Note is pretty...ehh...sucking...at..not sucking. –snore-]

To say I was surprised given the attractive boys scandalous reputation was an unbelievable understatement, instead of accepting my advances, he pushed his hands against my chest attempting to cause me to fall back. Instead the opposite happened, he pushed with what appeared to be every ounce of his strength, atleast that was what his facial features portrayed, though to a man of my strength, he may as well have been an infant.

Which in turn caused his small frame to fall backwards and then...he actually tripped over his own feet and landed on the hard linoleum floor, sprawled out, his flimsy pyjama shirt opened to display his heaving chest, two small pink nipples hardened and erect. If I had to bet, I'd say it was caused by the icy cold winter air, rather than any kind of arousal. "I apologise... my instincts appear to have gotten the best of me." Something I'd deny had been happening at random intervals quite regularly of late.

"I-It's okay..." the small blond murmured, grasping his shirt to cover his now trembling torso. I offered my gloved hand downwards for the boy, he hesitated for a few moments as if scared my hand would shock him if he touched it. Then with quite a bit of hesitancy he accepted the offer and I pulled him up, careful not to pull him too close.

My heart was pounding uncontrollably in my chest, my thoughts were just as uncontrollable. This man...no this hero has been my idol since I was all of five years old, he was the reason I wanted to join Shinra, an unattainable constant. This time I wasn't staring at a picture I'd cut out in my scrapbook of Soldier newspaper clippings when I was a child, this was real. I hadn't even realised my mouth had been hanging open until now, I clapped a hand over it and felt a blush stain my cheeks.

My mind was screaming at me, say something! Don't just stand there Cloud, you idiot! "I...I...uhh...I love you!" No, no, no, no! I sound like a raving fan! "I-I mean I admire you...uhh...your skills I mean." Every word that came out of my mouth made me sound more and more pathetic...why was he just standing there...watching me...was that a slight smirk playing on his features? No I had to be imagining it, he wouldn't find this funny, he would think I'm ridiculous...a stupid child...

"I-I-I'm just going to...bye..." I darted back into my room, slamming the door by accident, I really hoped he didn't think I was trying to be rude...I just needed to get away before I embarrassed myself anymore. I locked the door and walked over to my bed, collapsing once again, my cheeks still bright red from my encounter with my idol, at least it was dark in here if Chris decided to wake up...he's always been one to pick the perfect moment...even my thoughts were drenched in sarcasm.

The second his door closed I let out a silent chuckle, my slight grin was the most animated my features had been in a long time. I had met my share of speechless fans in my time but this boy was the first that had actually captured my interest in return...of course the attraction was only physical, his personality left a lot to be desired. When I bedded the blond, and I would definitely bed him, I would order him to stay completely silent...or better yet a good dose of silence materia. As I turned on my heel to walk away I allowed my mind to wander, musing of soft angelic pale flesh, bright blue eyes, vibrant yellow spikes...soft to the touch.

Yes, physically the boy had an inhuman beauty, he just required something to stuff that irritating mouth and shut him up, and I would be more than happy to oblige.

My eyes opened with a jolt, I was in my bed...how I don't know. I turned over and...what the fuck. I had no idea who the messy haired boy next to me was, his locks were jet black, his skin was rather fair, not like the delectable blond slut I had planned to fuck last night...his skin was like ivory colored cream...and I wanted to lick every inch of him. This boy however was nothing special, I placed my hand on his arm and rolled him over so I could get a look at the others face.

Atleast he wasn't entirely unattractive. The mystery man in my bed let out an audible groan as his eyes slowly opened to stare right into mine, he seemed to be completely naked just as I was, only covered by my blanketing. He smiled at my gently, "Good morning Gen.." his voice was quiet and weary. Gen? That made sense since I only like to be called Gen during sex of by very close friends, I must have ordered him to call me that in the throes of passion.

" Yes...good morning..." I searched my memories for a name to put to the averagely attractive boy but found none. "It's not as good as last night was though, I haven't slept that well in a long time." He propped himself up on his elbow, my blanket falling to his hips to expose his entire toned torso...he wasn't the worst thing I've ever woken up next to. "Right...listen...I'm glad tha-" I froze mid sentence as I felt a hand grasp my semi hard cock and slide up and down it's length.

"I know what will make you even...gladder." he chuckled back at me as his hand increased it's pace, it felt so good...I couldn't help but moan gutturally at the sensation of it. When he stopped stroking me I let out a growl, "why the fuck did you..." yet again I couldn't finish my sentence as I saw him expose himself and straddle my hips with his knees, lining his still semen filled hole with my lengthened cock.

"Because I want you inside me again." He whispered dramatically, I could tell this was some attempt at romantic suspense, he'd probably convinced himself we were going to start some type of relationship now...that was fan mentality for you. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as he lowered himself down onto my shaft, as much as the boy was a complete twit, a fuck is a fuck, and I wasn't the kind to turn one down. When he had taken me all in and his ass was touching my ball sack I expected him to start moving, instead he let out a sigh and seemed to be gazing into my green eyes.

I mentally noted his eyes weren't a bright blue like the pretty young cadet I had been hoping to bed...no this one's eyes were a muddy hazel color. They were fine...average in their own right...but not at all interesting to me. After taking a few moments to analyse his eyes and features I grew bored...and yet he kept looking into my eyes. I pushed my eyebrows together and rolled my hips slightly, attempting to remind him he actually still had my cock buried in him and it was aching from lack of friction.

He let out yet another sigh and lowered his lips as he leaned down, his lips moving towards mine gently. What. The. Fuck. This isn't how sex with The Genesis Rhapsodos goes. Did he really think he was good enough to kiss me? Pathetic, he was nowhere near attractive enough to even share the same air as me, he was unbelievably lucky I even chose him to relieve some sexual tension. There was nothing else in his whole life that would be as worthwhile as being used by me...the boy should think himself lucky.

I used one hand to grab at his neck, the boy gasped and cried as he struggled to breathe. I flipped him over and pressed him into my mattress, my cock still deeply imbedded inside of him. I thrusted jaggedly, desperate with need, my hand still crushing his wind pipe. "I'm yours..." the boy choked out, I rolled my eyes properly this time, was he actually serious? I let go of his neck, very agitated by the way he was acting, I pulled out and used one hand to yank him up by his dark hair, the other hand lifted his hips and turned him over, the hand in his hair shoving his face into my pillows.

That was much better, an ass to fuck, with no sickeningly admiration filled eyes and no ridiculous and laughable words. This is why I never take fans to bed. I pushed back in with one thrust and continued at a fast and steady pace, pulling all the way out then snapping back in. As my orgasm approached I felt two hands caressing my abdomen just above my crotch, I glanced down, not pausing in my assault on his ass, the dark haired runt had twisted his arms behind himself to caress my torso, his head turned to the side in an attempt to get a good look at me. I grunted once before burying myself to the hilt and emptying myself in the meaningless person below me.

I was all too happy when I pulled out, wiping the left over fluids that clung to my limp member onto the boys ass cheeks. "Get out. I'm late." I instructed him. I strode into my large bathroom, the sight of myself...hair messy, the hollows under my eyes dark...I definitely needed a shower, I looked sickening...something unacceptable for one as perfect as me. I showered as swiftly as possible then returned to my bedroom in order to redress for the day...he was still there...fully clothed. Sitting on my bed...with a grin.

"I was tempted to join you...but you're already late." He was dressed in a Soldier Third Class uniform, not exactly a difficult rank to attain though. "So I realised I never got your number...I figured I could grab it off you and give you a call so we could go for a drink some time." I stalked towards him and yanked him up by his bicep, dragging him towards my front door. "I do apologise, but I'm busy all the time...there's absolutely no room in my schedule." I commented dryly with mock disappointment.

When we reached the door I flung it open and shoved him outside, "Well...okay...I didn't get a chance to tell you my name last night, it's-" I slammed the solid door shut and clicked the lock. "Dreadfully sorry, but I don't care!" I shouted out almost musically.

The meeting we were forced to attend at the start of every work week were draining, all Soldier First Classes were required to be there. I sat there with my head in my hands, looking obviously bored, an uncharacteristic trait to display among all the hard and steely Soldiers in my rank. And of course by all I meant Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal and myself. None of the others were here though, it was just myself, Rufus and Tseng sitting in silence. We had gotten pleasantries out of the way and now we sat without any socialising for the past twenty minutes.

Angeal was out on a lengthy mission, and he would be for the next three months so his absence was obvious but Sephiroth and Genesis? Sephiroth never missed the start of any meetings no matter how commonplace he seemed to think of them as, and Genesis was never this late. "Would you happen to know where General Sephiroth and Genesis are?" Rufus questioned me, a blond brow quirking as he asked. Was he being serious? He waited this long to ask me if I knew...and he really thought if I knew where they were, I wouldn't tell him straight away? It was easy to see his superiority complex, it practically radiated from him. "No clue...Sir." I spoke the latter through gritted teeth.

As if triggered by my reply, Sephiroth stalked through the doors, he looked mildly weary, which considering he never looked even remotely bothered, even a hair out of place was a big deal for him. " Ahh Sephiroth! Welcome!" Rufus announced enthusiastically, superiority complex gone. Naturally...considering nobody was more superior than THE General Sephiroth. I repressed my urge to chuckle at the sarcastic intonation in my thoughts.

Tseng gave a respectful nod but did not bother with a greeting, the silver haired man took a seat two places to my right, not surprising considering how many seats there were at the large table, we always had plenty of room. "Zackary." The General stated, a standard greeting when he met me around the company. "Where've you been?" I questioned him almost instantly, a fleeting shock crossed Rufus's features at my bluntness.

"I require a certain amount of sleep before I leave my quarters. Genesis took me on a mission to speak with...his current interest." He shot me a brief look to signify he was speaking about that Cadet Strife that Genesis had been pining over...not that I blame him...the boy was so incredibly fucking hot. I wouldn't ever leave my bed if he was laying next to me, of course we wouldn't be getting much sleep either. "Current interest?" Rufus asked curiously, "It's nothing." I immediately responded.

"Yes. Nothing. Just a Cadet named Cloud Strife. He's quite taken with him." Sephiroth locked eyes with me, a smirk playing on his features. 'What the hell?' I mouthed silently to him.

I had decided to skip the meeting entirely, once I had had some time to think over the night before, I remembered seeing Sephiroth holding Cloud to him...clinging to my property. I had seen him first. He was mine. He belongs to me. And now to add insult to injury, he'd probably taken Cloud in that sexy little outfit he was wearing...he'd probably slammed himself balls deep in my boy and I bet Cloud had been begging for it. I walked into the Cadet lunch area with my gourmet platter of cheeses, olives and cold meats, I held a bottle of vintage chardonnay pinot noir in my other hand.

I scanned the area with predatory eyes until finally I located a bright shock of yellow. I walked out again and took a left down a small corridor until I reached the farthest storage closet, it held luxury items such as fine soaps and soft, fluffy linens. The Soldiers were very demanding and as such Shinra used every storage room to house different items, the Cadet Barracks only held rarely needed extra items. Of course high clearance was needed otherwise Cadets could take whatever they pleased. I balanced the tray on my hips as I scanned my keycard, naturally my clearance was high enough to open almost any door...for how could they deny a hero of Shinra...when they clutched at myself and the other first classes for protection and safety. The pathetic scum that inhabited this continent made me feel ill. Except for Cloud of course...somebody so beautiful could never be a burden.

I laid the tray down onto the soft blankets I had laid out, the room smelt of heavenly soaps, cleanliness is the most attractive smell in my opinion...it masks nothing. I pulled out a firaga material and without even thinking cast it, every candle I had laid out exploded into a vibrant flame of colors. And nothing else had burned...not a surprise with somebody as talented as me. I swiped my keycard again to exit, it wouldn't open either way without clearance...very much like a cage...in which I would hold my little bird...at least for a few hours while we both satiated our needs...repeatedly.

I walked back to the lunch room, striding over to the table where Cloud sat next to another boy, unimportant and average, I didn't even bother noting his appearance. When I reached the table I placed my hands down, fingers spread on the surface of the table. My grin wide with anticipation as Cloud looked up with wide blue eyes to stare into my green ones.

Chris and I had been eating in silence as we always did when a heard a loud thud and our table was shaken under the pressure, I automatically looked up, as did Chris, to stare right at...Genesis. Oh Gaia, no. Anyone but him...please. "Hello gorgeous." He attempted to flash me some kind of debonair grin...it was probably supposed to make me melt like some obsessive fan, instead I felt sick...after the night before...the smell of drink on his breath. The way his fingers touched places that shouldn't have been touched. It was carved into my mind and body, the skin he had touched felt tingly and uncomfortable.

"I need you to come with me." He continued when he noticed I wasn't going to reciprocate his greeting. "...Why?" I questioned hesitantly, "Are you questioning a superior's order, Cadet?" his wide grin dissipated into a firm and serious expression...I felt the blood rush from my cheeks, I'm sure I looked absolutely pale and fearful. "I wouldn't want to have to punish you, now would I?" He actually licked his lips and smirked! His eyes were scanning every part of my body that was visible. I glanced at Chris who looked back at me with wondering eyes, I could tell he knew something was up.

"Okay Cloud, just remember we have that important training session in half an hour." Training session? As far as I knew we only had morning classes in my group today, "so don't be late. Promise, okay?" I smiled at him in appreciation, he was giving me an excuse to get out of whatever Genesis was doing in less than half an hour. "I promise." I smiled at him in gratification then stood to follow Genesis out of the room, he turned and walked towards the exit...why was he leaving? I thought he would just pull me aside in the public room to try hitting on me some more.

We exited into the quiet corridor and I immediately stopped, he seemed to notice the lack of footsteps behind him. "Cloud? Don't be afraid...I'll protect you." He walked back to my side and encircled my waist with his arm. "Trust me...you have nothing to be afraid of." He was much smoother in his sobriety but I was equally uninterested. He seemed to have the wrong impression about me. I wanted to protest but the arm was situated so firmly around me, it was almost dragging me along, I was so focused with attempting to escape the iron grip of the powerful man, I hadn't even looked up until I heard a beep.

My eyes shot forward as I was dragged into a small candle-lit room. "What are you..." I was cut off as he pushed me down onto some soft blankets, the door beeped again and the light went red. It was locked. That did it, my heart went into panic mode. He sat next to me...when I tried to stand up his arms shot out and grasped at my hips. "Shh...come on now. Just relax. Have something to eat...would you like me to pour you a drink, beautiful?" My eyes were stinging, I was so scared...I felt my eyes prickling as they held back tears. What was going to happen? What was he going to do? "I have to be at training in half an hour..." I whispered, grasping at straws. "Don't worry, I'll write your instructors a letter."

A letter? "But I have to-" He placed a finger on my lips, rubbing the digit slowly over them. "Little Cadet...you have run for far too long. This hard to get game you've been playing with me has been admirable...kept my interest. You have it now, it's time for you to yield and let me have a taste of those delectable spoils you offer every man but me." Oh gaia...when he spoke like that, it made me very uncomfortable. It was plain weird! Wait...every man but him? "No I don-" my words were muffled as he forced his lips onto mine. His tongue traced the crease between my lips seeking entrance, but no way in Gaia that was happening, I pursed my lips into a line.

He finally stopped to take a deep breath, "every part of you tastes so tantalising Cloud." His fingers began to toy with the navy blue fabric of my cadet shirt, undoing it from the top. "I promised I'd be in training! I have to go! I only had half an hour!" I was yelling in a panic now as he pressed his weight onto my body, pinning me down...I couldn't breathe, the heat of his exhaling breaths was in my face...it was absolutely claustrophobic. "Oh Cloud...sweet, sensual Cloud...I told you I would write you a note...I mean this will take far longer than half an hour...we could be here well after nightfall." He grabbed both sides of my Cadet shirt and yanked it open, exposing me to him. And he looked very happy with what he saw.

[Stopping it right here, I figure cliff hangers work for me. Why change what works? Besides look how long this chapter is compared to my usual length. The only thing that makes my length grow is my reviewers. Sexual innuendo very much intended, So the more you review the more by length go...do I mean that both ways sexy thangs? Sit those pretty little asses down and get reviewing then! I worked hard on this...so hard it hurts.]