Fandom: FFVII
Pairing: Cloud/Sephiroth
Words:Cataglottism- Kissing with tongue
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There was nothing more Cloud hated than the eyes that followed him
constantly from place to place. There was never any peace from the incessant
eyes that sought to devour him whole. It sickened him to know that he was the
object of many of the SOLDIERs and troopers fantasies.
Since he was a child, Cloud had known that what had been given to him by
the goddess was a curse. While many sought her blessing in terms of beauty,
Cloud would have preferred to be some unremarkable no one who only average
people would look at. From the hair atop his head spun like gold, to the eyes
that mirrored a clear blue sky, to the plump red lips that begged to be kissed,
Cloud Strife was most definitely cursed. If he thought that leaving his tiny
little home town would ease the pressure of those eyes, he was sadly mistaken.
The men of ShinRa were obsessed with him. Not necessarily because he was
the only beauty among them, but because he was the only one to deny them their
pleasure. He had never seen the appeal of a relationship, much less the insipid
need for cataglottism. How was he to know what had gone into those vulgar mouths
that debased him to nothing more than a body, a play thing? No, he had never
seen the appeal.
The morning of his sixteenth birthday dawned bright and clear of any
imperfections. The foot of his bed was piled with tokens of "love and affection"
which caused an unpleasant frown to mar his lovely face. Tossing them aside, he
went out into the day mourning the fact that he would not be receiving his usual
treats from his only friend back home, whose only aspiration was to become a
world renowned baker. She could do it too. Her treats were to die for!
Making his way into the mail room, he checked his box and was delighted to
see a medium sized gift box with Skye's name on it. So, he wouldn't be missing
out after all. With a large grin, Cloud made his way onto the grounds and past the
barracks to his secret little garden. He was never bothered here and would spend
the rest of his day there in peace, hopefully. Bright blue eyes widened in
anticipation as he unwrapped the box slowly and breathed in the heavenly scent
of double chocolate fudge brownies and dark blue berry chocolate truffles, his
favorite.
Devouring his birthday treats in blissful silence, broken only by his
pleasured moans, he failed to notice the sweeping blanket of silver that entered
his line of sight as he lifted the very last truffle to his lips. Hooded mako
green eyes centered on the last chocolate truffle that had lured him across the
grounds and into Angeal's garden with an enamored look. He had never smelled
anything so heavenly in his life. The truffle entered a mouth framed in plump
red lips, stained with dark chocolate and the great General Sephiroth was lost.
His lips found the one stained with the sweet ambrosia that was chocolate and
devoured them whole. He pulled back once the flavor was lost and looked into
shocked blue eyes. A blush stained fair porcelain skin and Sephiroth flushed
realizing what he had done, all in the name of tasting that truffle!
Cloud entered a state of shock as unfamiliar lips fell onto his and a cloud
of silver blocked everything else out. He felt the very depths of his soul rise
and burn like never before as his lips were claimed for the first time. He could
feel the blush on his cheeks and, with a smirk, cut off stuttered attempts at
apologizing by returning the favor. Maybe, just maybe, cataglottism wasn't so
bad after all.
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I own nothing and this was a short little one-shot.