Asahina's POV

Coming home from a visit at Satozuki's place, I got a cab and the night was rather breezy—luckily, I got my coat with me—and during the whole ride, I have this feeling that I cannot quite explain not even to myself.

As I got out of the cab, stepping out and walking on the canopied catwalk that heads into the apartment that I live in, I was surprised to see Sephiroth in the lobby's lounge waiting on the couch. He stood up and the tails of his coat gracefully fell from the surface of the couch as he walks up to me and wordlessly follows me to the elevator.

"I've been waiting for you." He coos.

"I wasn't expecting a visitor."

"Surprise." He chuckles.

The elevator's bell chimed and the doors whirred right in front of us, we got into the platform and Sephiroth entered the lift after I got in, but he didn't turn around, he just stood there right in front; he was between me and the keypad, he playfully stares at me with his green calico eyes.

"Sephiroth, I'm not playing games with you." I said sternly.

"We'll see about that then." He answers back huskily.

With his one hand he holds onto the metal bar attached at the back of the elevator and he makes a slight turn over his shoulder and his thumb presses my floor number which is 7. Elevators are deemed to be the most awkward place on Earth…

But in my case…

The elevator in my apartment is a little rusty and slow sometimes, and it constantly needed technical maintenance—and Sephiroth took advantage of the lift's defect tonight. During the elevator ride, I was staring deep into his mesmerizing green eyes that my hands found their way on the cold, steel bar behind my back and I was obvious with my movement as the bar squeaked along with my sweaty palms. His eyes rolled down to where my hands are right now and left corner of his lips curved up into a smug smirk.

"Relax, Asahina." He purrs with his smooth yet deep baritone as his eyes rolled back up to me.

Even my toes tensed inside my shoes as his left hand—from my peripheral vision—lets go from the rod and cupped my jaw, I was surprised that it was still warm and he gently tilts up my head to his eye level.

The sweet smell of his leather glove entered my nostrils inside the sterile and badly-lit elevator, we heard the gears crank and chug as we stopped on the third floor and it shook a little; his thumb playfully tapped on my lower lip and I watch his own lips part slightly, showing the tips of his upper set of teeth, and then smile in a manner in which he seemed to be unpredictable of his move. He was unreadable for me, I honestly wasn't sure what was he going to do next.

He bends his thumb so I felt I felt his gloved fingertip touch the lining of the corner of my upper lip, I wasn't playing along with him, I stood my ground as he fiddled with my mouth—I wasn't moving so as to give him my consent, because I would never. I swallowed the nervous lump that has been stuck in my throat during the entire ride.

"Stop pretending that you don't want to." Sephiroth murmurs so close to me that I felt the warmth of his breath blow at my chin.

"I'm not pretending."

"Are you sure about that, Asahina?"

"Yes, I am sure, Sephiroth." I hissed, to make sure he gets my idea.

Little did I know… that my little rebellion against him must have drove him a bit more to his pesky child-like game.

He chuckles again, his shoulders slightly shaking and his eyelids lightly falling to cover his deep green eyes as he laughs; and then he slowly opens his eyes again—revealing his pupils to appear more cat-like as they turned into a thinner slit—and he fixes his stare at me that makes me melt form the inside. I am literally doing my best to stay in my guard in case he does something really, very stupid.

My eyes rolled to the side to look over his square shoulder, I looked at the panel of the elevator where it flashes the floor number—fifth floor. How come this whole elevator ride felt slower than the usual speed I ride whenever I come home alone? This is obviously not Sephiroth's doing.

When I felt his hold loosen a little from my face, I tried to look down and to avoid his gaze but he jerked it back up, fixing me up to his eye level again.

"Now you've done it." He smirks as he seductively whispers.

Wait, what did I do?

Before the fifth floor could ascend to the sixth, I felt Sephiroth's tender lips compress against mine, he slowly pinches my lower lip by using his own lips as he purses it in—I could feel my grip on the now-warm metal rod tighten as it gave a final squeak, my toes tensed so much that I felt the digits tuck into each other too tightly and my thighs pressed together that my thigh gap was gone; his moist and soft tongue thrusts into my mouth playfully, exploring the inside of my until the tip found the centermost area of my tongue but I was so caught off-guard and that all the remaining reflexes I have could only retract my tongue back but Sephiroth still dug his way into my mouth as he playfully wiggled it inside my mouth touching everything—my upper palate, the underside of my tongue and still the tip of it even though I am still attempting to pull it away from him.

He slowly withdraws but left only a small gap of air between us, at that small amount of given time—I took the time of recollecting myself of the events that happened just two floors ago.

"Asahina…" he mutters, "I think you're the only one who can take this ache I've been feeling."

What does he mean by that?

He continues to kiss me as we got to sixth floor, the way he kisses me changed from mild to passionate—causing my hip to arch slightly as I tensed myself from this growing lust I feel in my body, I shouldn't be doing this but why does he make it so enjoyable?

I can feel his tongue trying to seduce mine to get out and play and I foolishly gave in—because my sarcastic ego in my mind has been telling me to give in so that this annoying asshole could stop his coaxing—and running in the back of my head, it feels oh-so good; I pried into his mouth, getting a feel of his moist and soft tongue, his palate and his tongue's wet underside—I was getting back at him for intruding my mouth.

Unconsciously, my hands loosened their grip from the bar a little, my legs and my toes slightly lost their tension as well. Sephiroth's playful mouth transferred from my lips to my neck and it made me lose myself bit by bit—I felt my fingers twitch while gripping onto its handhold, I let out a helpless exhale as the warmth of his mouth touched an erogenous zone on my neck and I slightly turned my head giving him easy access to the base of my neck—and then my hands went up to his broad, square shoulders and my fingers rake the back of his hair and that caused his hand that has been holding my face drop down to grab hold of my waist and pull me closer to him. I felt his other hand go and grab me as well on my back this time; to my surprise, he gently pulled me away from the back of the elevator and gently pinned my against the right side wall of the elevator next to the keypad panel. His slender bony fingers raked my hair—stimulating my left leg to go up a little, I exerted a weak moan that drove him on to continue with his playtime in my mouth and I felt his warm gloved hand cradle my left thigh—until we heard a weak chime from the panel and saw the number 7 flashing in red light on the black rectangular screen.

The doors automatically whirred open and Sephiroth's left hand was quick enough to slam and hold the Open button to keep the doors open.

"I knew that you would give in." he murmured seductively.

"You crazy, sneaky asshole." I growled exasperatedly.

He harrumphed, "Adorable. Come on, let's go to your room." He smirks.

We both finally got out of the elevator and he took the lead in walking the hallway to my apartment unit, I tried to pull myself together after that fazing moment in the elevator. He led the way to my unit in which I find ironic since he's the one leading the way instead of me, I fished for my key in my satchel but he stops at the door and also me from getting my keys—surprisingly.

"I've thought of a wonderful present for you." He coos in his usual tone.

I didn't say a word and he opens the door, discovering that it has been open all this time and I presume that this must be his doing, he looks at me and his hand gestures to my apartment unit, letting come in first and he follows—as the two of us got into my unit, I heard the door close.

Oh boy, what is he planning this time?

I turned to him, finding him looking at me and then his eyes turned to the direction where my bedroom is—I walked right up to it, not minding whether he's following me or not, as I reached out for the doorknob he stepped ahead of me and opened the door wide; I got literally dumbfounded as I found my bedroom floor showered with white and red rose petals and I noticed that there were also little black feathers, and candles with a sweet incense clouding the place.

I took one step into my room and reveled at the sight of everything. From behind me I heard the door close and the lock's latch click snappily; I glanced over my shoulder and felt Sephiroth's breath on my neck.

"Asahina…" he coos fondly, "Shall I give you pleasure?"

My heart was racing wildly and I was gradually losing breath, quietly hyperventilating; he was just hovering his mouth above the curve between the base of my neck and shoulder.

Get on with it… You asshole.

He puts his gloved hand to my mouth, mentally encouraging me to bite it, I instantly knew what he wanted me to do, and I did—hard—while holding his wrist, I nudged my head up and his glove shed from his hand. I partially opened my mouth to let go of the glove and it fell to the floor; his now-bare hand grabbed my waist and vigorously turned me around to face him, I couldn't look at him but then I saw his free hand rise up to his mouth I watched him bite the tip of his glove from his ring finger, but he did it while looking at me with those shining green eyes—as he bit onto his glove, I could see that excited smile.

I swallowed another lump in my throat and he noticed, he tossed his glove away and his fingers started to prowl on my neck and slithered to my shoulders; his fingers found the neckline of my oversized sweater and started pulling it down, exposing my collarbones and the edge of my shoulders as his hungry eyes followed the cloth slipping away from my skin. He begins to nibble my neck, crawling down to the base of my neck and then curving to the right to my shoulder.

He teased me some more until he nibbled into somewhere sensitive on my shoulder and my hands abruptly clutched onto his sleeves not knowing that I was pulling him in more, I felt him withdrew as hot breath aired on my slightly-wet skin.

"Oh, so you do long for this?" Sephiroth mutters desirably.

I didn't speak only mewled, I knew he didn't need to, my body language was the answer itself. He continues to lick my neck and he pulls me in closer, his tongue slithers from my neck up to my chin and he follows the lining of my jaw, causing me to let out a very weak whine, almost felt like surrendering. I felt my temperature flush as I got closer and closer to him that there's no more space left between us.

"It's futile resisting, Asahina." He whispers in my ear and he teasingly nips at my earlobe, giving me a hard time to not give in.

I know I shouldn't but…

I looked up, drowned into the gaze of his mesmerizing green eyes and at the sight of him smiling in a tempting curve was difficult to reject but I didn't drop my façade.

Why am I even resisting?

He cupped my jaw and pulled my face closer to his, pressing his lips into mine again and I grabbed firmly on his arms; when he made sure I was stuck to him, his hands crawled into my sweater and slowly searched upwards—when he finally found his target, he unhooked my bra, let it slide down and when he saw that it was not on me anymore he tossed it away.

"Are you still going to resist?" he smirks.

My finger slowly lost their grip on his sleeves and I heard him chuckle faintly.

"Such a good girl." He huskily and lustfully murmurs.

As I finally surrendered to him—the moment that he's been waiting for—he continues to passionately kiss me, his tongue exploring my mouth and his hands wandering my skin underneath my shirt. He grabs me by the waist; and I stripped off his coat, unbuckling the straps crossing each other on his chest and slipped it off his shoulders, finally revealing his bare chest and his torso. His hand smoothly glides across my thighs, caressing them ever so gingerly and then grabs the underside, easily carrying me while kiss—even with my eyes closed, my legs wrapping around his waist and my arms coiling around his neck as he lifts me up from the floor—and bringing me to the bed.

He gently drops me on the bed sitting up, he slowly crawls forward until I finally lied down on the bed and he stands on all fours over me. He grinned and bent down to peck on me at the neck, while his mouth was doing its work on the base of my throat, I felt his hands grab the hem of my sweater and pull it up and I arched up to allow the cloth to roll up and as he stopped pulling it up, my breasts were revealed; he fondles with my perky mounds with one hand smoothly sliding across my chest as his other hand was grabbing the small of my waist, my body was gradually getting at work with Sephiroth as his lips were becoming feral towards the skin of my neck that I felt him slightly bite into it—I flexed my back at the sudden sensation and let out an almost-breathless pule, I gripped onto my sheets as he continues to ravage me.

Then his tongue pulls away from my neck and then slides down to my breasts, leaving a trail of warm saliva on my skin, he sets his eyes wantonly on my erected nipples and comes to lick my right breast while teasing the left—erecting it more as my muscles receive excitement from his touch—sharp breaths escaped my lungs whenever the tip of his tongue taps into the sensitive part of my areole; I bite my lip as I watch him play with my breasts expertly, his eyes rolled up, managing a smirk as his tongue rolls around the flesh of my nipples, I breathed and moaned as I felt my heart thump loudly responding to the sensation of the arousal I'm getting from him.

"So supple and sweet." He softly purrs at me and then turns his gaze to my other breast that he has been playing with.

He's sweetly torturing me… I'm slowly growing impatient.

Sephiroth resumes to play with my chest, lovingly caressing it, licking the gap between my breasts, pressing them close to each other and then licking the slit between my compressed bosom, I squirmed and moaned in pleasure—just as he heard the sound of my cry, from my torso, his hands crept down to the garter of my skirt, his fingers clenched and eagerly pulled it down; the gust of wind creeping into my bare thighs as my skirt slowly gets removed.

He threw my skirt aside just like what he did to my bra earlier and lets out that triumphant "Hmph" while he slowly looks down on the view of my black underwear, there I saw his eyes become more ravenous and greedy; he creeps back up to me, begins to lick my diaphragm area and then down to my lower abdomen while leaving a trail of kisses and his sweet saliva from his licks on my stomach, warm and slender fingers coasting down from my love-handles, his hands circled my thighs and slunk down to my calves—my heart starts to rip its way out of my chest with every delicate kiss he plants on the skin of my legs, I bucked uncontrollably as he licks the soft side of my calf and mewled loud enough for him to stimulate him.

I was already wet before he could even strip me off of my skirt, I could feel the moisture spreading on the padding of my underwear while he caresses my legs…

He grins greedily and his fingers gently stalked its way up to my inner thigh, licking his lips as he saw my black underwear and he forcibly pulled the fabric aside; I nudged my right leg to cover the shame of my slit being revealed but he stopped it with his free hand before I could even fully conceal it, he pushes my free leg away and spreading it. I watched his eyes feast on the sight of me,

"Sephiroth…" I muttered weakly.

"Hmm?"

"You greedy asshole…" I growled for keeping me hanging all night.

"Am I now?" he mutters with his smooth voice now laced with lust while I watch him lick his fingers wet with his own saliva.

What is he going to do this time?

He prods his wet fingers into my hole all of a sudden, I squirmed and moaned loudly to the great pleasure that entered me. He goes in and out of me in a slow and steady rhythm, I bit my lip hard while gripping tight on the sheets.

"That's right, Asahina." He lustfully whispers as he and I fix glances at each other.

Gradually, his pace got quicker and I felt hotter with every thrust of his finger, his free arm wrapped around my belly guiding my movement as he fingers me—I grabbed hold of his bicep wrapping my stomach and my fingers traced the curves and crevices of his muscles.

He alternately changes pace which made my temperature rise critically and my cries got louder—and with each pule and cry he hears from me, he smiles and eyes lit up with that eagerness and immense lustful craving.

"Sephiroth…!" I whimpered as I felt myself almost reaching my peak.

He wordlessly responded, thrusting slow but deep into my cervix and I felt him hit something inside which caused me to scream and buck up—and I knew he enjoyed this… and so did I.

He caused my climax and I felt something hot and thick dripping out of me even with Sephiroth's finger still plugged in, triumphantly and seductively he chuckles, I felt him pull his fingers out and found it covered with my nectar which is still oozing out of me. I watch him lick his own fingertips, savoring the flavor of me while he glues his eyes onto me. In the candlelight, his eyes gleamed with great desire for more.

"Sephiroth…" I yelped helplessly.

"It would be such a waste if I didn't take your sweetness." He bends down to lick my remaining nectar still leaking out of me.

He was both licking me clean and at the same time teasing me, flicking my clit with his tongue and his tongue prodding my cunt; I squirmed as I felt his tongue touch erogenous areas of my labia and I felt my cheeks flush. I drowned into the relish of Sephiroth's lust as he professionally mouths my pussy.

I jerked as he suckles on my cunt, still sucking out whatever's left of my leaking white sap, I felt his hand crawl up to grab my back while I arch up my waist and grip on his muscular arm. He withdraws and comes to me again, I gasped for air as I stare through his green eyes and licked the drops of my nectar hanging at the corner of his lip.

"I know you want me to, Asahina." He growls.

"Yes…" I gasped weakly.

I hissed sharply as his free hand wraps around my lower torso, he slowly bends down closer to me back to where I want him to be—just a few centimeters of space left as a gap between us—and he leans closer so that the tips of our noses touch.

"Then beg for it."

What?

My eyes said the initial reaction inside my mind, he smirks lustfully and I tried to test his patience, "No."

He closed his eyes as he let out his trademark chuckle, opened his eyes again and arches me up so that my lower abdomen feels his hard-on in his pants. I lifted myself up, he supports my upper back with his other hand and I was sitting on his lap; with his arms still over me, he draws me closer to him, his bare chest touching through the fabric of my sweater—I haven't taken it off yet—and his fingers softly dancing on the skin of my exposed shoulder. I gently cradled his fine jawline with my small hands, it was my turn to kiss him first and I did it lovingly and with the same passion as he did with me. Warm, wet saliva coating our lips and he gazes at my mouth. I withdrew a little bit of space to remove my sweater, truly baring my breasts to him openly with no fabric to cover it anymore. I scooted back to him in the same closeness that he wants, my arms clutched onto his broad shoulders beaded with sweat and nibbled his neck—catching him by surprise with my antic. In my ear, I hear him drew out sharp breaths whenever I lick the length of his neck starting from the base up to the nape and vice versa.

"Bet you didn't see that coming, Sephiroth." I mimicked his smug expression.

"Impressive." He smiles.

I kissed his shoulders while I run my fingers smoothly on his biceps up and down, I flexed my hips to nudge it against his erection and I felt his grip on my back tighten. My fingers wandered on his chest, tracing the groove between his pectorals and down to the hardness of his abdomen but even if I attempted to dominate him, he bested me as he brushed away my hair covering my neck and smoothly licked it while his hands went to cup my breasts; a few seconds of pleasuring me at the neck, he looked down on the sight of my breasts being played by his own hands and he finally sucked torridly on my erected nipples.

I leaned back from my demeanor on him, supported myself with my free arm behind me while he has his arm around me to secure me firmly as I gave him direct access to my body again but I have been impatiently waiting for him to suck me, he was only licking and teasing me back then and now, finally…

I moaned and moaned as I felt his teeth slightly nip at the tip, professionally licking it and the flesh around it while his thumb was playing with the side of my breast; his other hand slipped away from my back and transferred to playing my cunt again and now my sexual pleasure just got doubled as his hands expertly and delicately played with me.

"Fuck… Don't stop…" I groaned.

"Beg, Asahina. I know…" he sexily growls as he softly kisses my chin.

I had no choice, I really wanted to…

"Please, Sephiroth…" I muttered.

He inserted his fingers into my hole again, I jerked at the sensation of his fingers entering me again and I held his hand at my cunt and guided it deeper.

"What was that, Asahina?"

He digs deeper into me, detecting a weak spot in my cervix and I cried out as I felt that pleasuring feeling that I enjoy.

"Ahh! Sephiroth, fuck me… Please!"

"That's more like it." He coos and he places me flat on the bed.

He unbuckles his belt and undoes his pants, he strips it off of himself and carelessly tosses it away along with the other clothes. He wets my cunt with his warm spit and gave his cock a good jerk before putting it into me.

"You'll always be mine, Asahina." He triumphantly smirks.

I licked my lips edaciously at the entire sight of him and I felt his tip touch my territory steadily until he violently intrudes into me with his size without me seeing it coming, I gave out a loud and overly-pleased moan as he fully puts it in. I could feel my temperature build up heat inside my body, my heart pounded so much that I almost lost breath and I slipped my arms to Sephiroth's toned back as he attempts to find the perfect pace as he rocks back and forth, in and out of me.

Little by little, he gained a faster pace and he got deeper and deeper as well; I cried out and puled, tilting my head at an angle at the same moment and he took the advantage of it as he vehemently sucked on my bare neck, my nails sunk into the thick of his back and with every erotic and amorous movement of his manhood inside me, I clawed down only to stimulate him to keep going. I heard him steamily growl and he himself tapped onto a sensitive spot and as he pushes himself in, my leg wraps around his smooth hip while he grinds himself against me—his chest pressing on my soft breasts, feeling the beads of sweat wiping on my skin and the warmth of his breath blowing on my cheek.

"More, Sephiroth!" I pleaded as my other hand wandered to his bicep and clutched tightly.

"Asahina…" he panted.

He repeatedly said my name as he joined in my series of moaning, he got faster and faster and when I knew that he's close to his climax he scoops up my nape and brings my lips to his—kissing me long and hard—and then he withdrew from the kiss to release the words, "I'm coming!"

I screamed my last as I felt his hot contents filling me in at the cervix, he made sure the very last drop got in as well and he pulls it out after a few seconds; exhaustedly I panted for air as I let in his come get inside me and there were excess spilling out of my hole. My own sweat trickled on my nape, formed tiny and sticky beads on my chest and Sephiroth's flowing, silver hair fell to both of my sides, curtaining the two of us as he bends down to kiss the corner of my lip—I brushed his bangs that covered his face and my fingers caressed his cheek.

I was still desperately panting for air but I was gradually recollecting my breath, he rolls to my right side and my sight followed him until he lied down comfortably, his head turns to me and I roll to my side to face him; I ran my thumb across his delicious lower lip, effortlessly tempting me as always and tenderly pressed my lips against it.

"Asahina… I love you." He mutters while I kiss him. That's impressive.

I smiled at him, "I love you."

His one wing emerged, black feathers fluttered in the nightly breeze and fell along with the rose petals on the floor, it easily pushed me gently closer to him; I rested my head on his shoulder, my fingers danced across his chest, his pectorals and his abdomen while he brushed away the hair covering my face and his arm around me secured me warmly.

"Rest now…" he whispers sweetly in my ear. Then he pulls the blanket to cover our naked glory and his wing blanketed the both of us, making me much closer to him—literally.

He had a lot of ways to lull me to sleep and he didn't realize that; his hand gently caressing the locks of my hair, his thumb smoothly rubbing my arm, the warmth of his wing enveloping us together and his lips softly planting fleeting kisses on my forehead. Personally, it was much better than a lullaby.

In my mind, I have never felt so satisfied before—ever in my life. The pleasure he gave me didn't have just a sexual purpose, it was something more than that. Little by little, my eyelids felt heavy and I kept my sleepy eyes on him; his eyes twinkled as the faint candlelight shone in his green irises and before I could really fall asleep, he said something to me one last time.

"I'll always be here."