Chapter 4

Disclaimer: This is set in the real world and as such the characters portrayed in this story are naturally going to be OOC, but with only FF7 & FF8 games and Advent Children to go off of, their personalities might conflict in this story.

In addition, it is rated M for Mature because in up coming chapters there will be hardcore sex, I usually do not enjoy writing it because it sounds stupid to me. But also know that it will be mainly MM couples, there will be pain, violence, vulgarities, humor and more that if you don't understand it or don't care to read about it then don't. I respect peoples reviews (hopefully the story doesn't suck so much that I'll get a few at some point this year) and will do my best to respond to any and all that I get. Now onwards with the story!


Grabbing up the message oils, I quickly realize that the jeans I'm wearing will be restrictive to what I want to do.

Gotta find me some running shorts or something and a jock strap! Can't be letting Cloud feel anymore then is necessary and I want to do this as a friend, and not act like a total whore.

Running into the spare bedroom, I quickly find a loose pair of black running shorts and smile a tad, "Now for that jock strap, I know I have one in here!" I say anxiously as I know Cloud is laying in a probably uncomfortable position on my bed, there we go!"

I strip out of my jeans and briefs and quickly look at my junk in the mirror, "Now I know why I don't get laid more often." I mutter darkly to myself as I observe the unruly patch, some might say forest, of light brown pubic hair. Lifting up my cock, I make sure that my scrotum is just right, and I see that the last time I had trimmed them up still was just a little fuzzy.

Shaking my head I pull back my foreskin just to make sure it's still clean. "Yeah that would be great having him smell me at my worst!" Shit! I fire off at myself, quickly stop looking at my own cock, balls, and throw on the jock and the running shorts.

Grabbing up the bottles I quickly make my way to the bedroom and knock on the door.

"Hey you still in pain Cloud?" I ask slowly

"No more then I can handle Jaycyn, get in here already." Cloud growls, and me taken aback by what I had hoped was sexual frustration was more likely pain from a sudden movement.

Twisting the doorknob and stepping into the bedroom I instantly went for the light switch and stopped when Cloud told me "No lights."

"Alright just give me a sec to adjust my eyes." I snap at him and slowly find my way to the bed and sit down.

"It's alright if I straddle you to give you a back massage isn't it?"

"As long as it's just a massage and nothing more."

"Alright." I swear to god sometimes I can be so fucking eloquent!

Moving slowly I feel where Clouds legs are and wouldn't you know my hand brushes on top of his slightly fuzzy ass. Calm down your not 17 anymore you've touched ass before! And just as my brain thought this, my cock had to chime in…Yea but how much ass have you fucked!? You owe us this fucker!

Breathing deeply I straddle Clouds ass and gulp, "It might be a little cold at first but it'll warm up soon enough." I say and just receive a grunt in turn.

Popping the lid off a peppermint smelling liquid I pour a little stream all over Clouds wide back and close the lid just as quickly. Now he'll see just how good my hands really are!

Starting off lightly down at the base of his back I mutter, "Stop me if I hurt you." "Alright."

Working his tight muscles in my hands, I almost stop as I feel a raised line on his skin, but I press on. Feeling out the tightness of peoples back was like a gift for me, no matter who it was or what age. I could always work out a kink or a knot and I usually got a murmur or gasp or grunt for my hard work. But I could tell that Cloud was not relaxing, "Now if you're going to be tense and fight me on this it won't work." I laugh and grind into his ass just in play.

"You said it was just a massage, and I'm not tense. I just haven't had someone message my back before." Cloud talks into the pillow but luckily just loud enough that I can make out what he's saying.

"It is just a massage, but if you want some of this oil could accidentally slip down your furry crack and my cock could just fall out of my jock." I tease and I'd be doubly fucked and damned that his ass clenched up tighter then Fort Knox.

"Alright I'll have none of that now Cloud! I'm just teasing you; I'd never stoop down to raping an unwilling guy. If you don't trust me then trust that. I'll be right back!" I jump up and slap Clouds ass and go to my little cd player in the bedroom and punch in a cd I made for sleeping.

Getting back on top of Cloud I whisper in his ear, "Don't worry, just listen to the music and let me do my job." As if on cue, the music starts up….

You can do no wrong
in my eyes; in my eyes,
you can do no wrong
in my eyes, in my eyes

Your speakers are blowing
your ears are wrecking
your hearing damage
you wish you felt better
you wish you felt better.

You can do no wrong
in my eyes, in my eyes
you can do no wrong
in my eyes, in my eyes
in my...

Letting the music wash over me I quietly thank Thom Yorke and his song Hearing Damage*

"Are you alright Cloud?" I whisper as I finish up with the message.

"Thanks Jaycyn I needed that. Now if you don't mind why don't I put on some boxers?" A slight tinge of red hues Clouds cheeks.

Rolling him over was a feat in itself, now straddling his half-hard cock I snicker. "So how does it feel now that the shoes on the other foot.

"It's not that comfortable now that you mention it, would you get off…me"

"Now that's a strange way to ask Cloud, get off me? Aight." I say as I get off him and head to the bathroom to wash my hands and clean up. With the words of Hearing Damage in my mind memories start to flood through.

"Is that all I am to you Jaycyn? Just a guinea pig, something for you to test shit on and get discarded when you're done?"

"You know what fuck you Sephiroth! Your one masochistic little shit that begs to be beat with whips and tied down. Get out of my sight!"

"Oh is that how it's going to be you little cunt!?"

Violently bright green eyes stare into my soul and silver hair flashes past my face as all the air in my lungs leaves my body.

"What….fuck"

Again, a fist is pummeling my body and all I can see is silver.

"Get away from him…NOW!" A voice yells, and after what seems like hours...no a lifetime someone is kneeling next to me.

"What did you do to deserve this…?"

Shaking my head to remove the bad taste in my brain, I open the door and smell cigarette smoke. Well well, and I haven't even fucked him yet. I think darkly to myself and make my way out to the refrigerator to grab two beers. Popping the tops off them, I turn back to the bedroom and pause, then continue to the door just as I'm getting ready to open it. I hear a flurry of clothes and I giggle.

"So what you don't want me to see you nude? For a CIA guy you sure are shy of your body. No matter I'm coming in now, I have beers." I laugh and walk in to see a fully nude Cloud, now I'll get me some of that tight perky ass! My cock thinks as he tries to spring to life.

"No I'm not shy of my body, it's just not proper to be nude in someone else's bedroom unless you plan on doing something." Cloud mutters as he reaches out for a beer and I let him take it.

Taking a swig of beer, I look him up and down. So he does have hair under all those clothes. I think as I see nicely trimmed chest and pubic hair. And apparently he was born in America or else he'd have foreskin.

"So what's it like to have big balls Cloud?" I joke with him but imagine myself in-between his legs sucking those big and heavy globes.

Sputtering over the comment, I see a crimson blush fill his face, but he never turns around. Must be those scars on his back, but wait there are scars on his chest, abdomen, and around his upper left thigh.

Striding over acting as if I'm going to sit on the bed, I reach down and hold…or rather try to hold both his balls in my hands.

"Damn!" I mutter to myself as I let go of them and actually sit down.

Coughing slightly Cloud joins me on the bed; although the room is very dark with the shades pulled, I can't keep my eyes off his groin.

"So what's it like without foreskin Cloud?" I ask seriously

"I could ask the same thing to you. But then we wouldn't get anywhere."

"Hey who told you I was….Oh very fucking funny! I swear to god I'm getting mentally lazy." I sputter as Cloud barks laughter. He is so innocent looking when he laughs.

"I honestly didn't think you'd fall for that dobe." Cloud continues to laugh and grows serious. "Either way it's none of my business, I wouldn't be a good operative if I didn't know at least something about you Jaycyn."

"Take for example that you were born in a small village in Ireland, attended the local schools and university. Moved to a place called Provo, UT when you were 16 and knocked out the entire power grid for the western United States later that year. Before going to court; CIA, FBI and DOD each questioned you for four days each. Afterwards your real name was erased and you were drafted into the international data antiterrorist unit. After which a man named Hojo contacted and placed you into his 'MAKO' Program where you did unknown tests and data manipulation that brought you to know of certain high-ranking people. Does that sound about right?" Cloud looks at the carpet as he pulls out another smoke and lights it.

All I could do was sit and stare at the ceiling. "Yeah its true enough I suppose. You also forgot to include that a man named Sephiroth raped me repeatedly. Oh or was that taken out of my dossier?" I ask waspishly, chug the beer, and throw the empty can at the wall.

"All I know of you is that your way too nice to me too not want something in return. And that you don't have that much money in you bank account seems like Squall emptied it out…" I turn to look at him but find my back slammed against a wall and gasp.

"Don't. Ever. Say. His. Name. Again." Cloud chokes out and releases my shirt.

Panting as I try to wrap my head around what happened; I feel heat in my face as I try to understand the sudden outburst.

"Seems like your back feels better." I say quietly and chuckle at the sheer stupidity that is myself.

"Look you're a nice enough dude, and you're helping me out more then I am. Seems Vincent already knew you were in Atlanta and wanted you to work for him, all I did was give you a ride. You hardly have any clothes so I found some that suited you, I didn't plan to move into your place. I didn't plan on…Squall…and all his cold hearted bullshit." Cloud pauses in his story to light yet another fag, then another. Handing it to me, he continues.

"Why do you think I'm here and not working Jaycyn, haven't you stopped to think about that yet?" Cloud murmurs around the smoke.

"It's not really my business really Cloud, you could tell me or not I wouldn't mind nor care either way. I know I could find out most of it if I wanted, too my clearance level is still high enough for it. But anyways, don't worry about it you still need to shower to get that oil off your body and cover your cock its way too tempting." I swallow hard as I try to busy my mind with going over computer language.

"Hahaha, you are strange Jaycyn, most guys if they are lucky enough to see this much, are ready to fuck me raw." Cloud doesn't blush at this but starts to walk over to me…Sephiroth stalking closer to me to rip off my shorts and violate me further with his vileness….NOOOO, get the fuck away from me!" I shout as I knock Cloud over and move to the far side of the bedroom.

Crumpling to the ground I curse myself as I hear a pained moan escape my lips, "Don't, just don't touch me. Go shower I'll be fine Cloud." I gasp out, as my anxiety isn't quite manageable.

"I'm…fuck I'm stupid." Cloud mutters out and I hear the door lock then close.

Why can't I get those memories out of my mind, the smells, and the details? It's been two years since I've seen him, since I had to deal with his unwanted advances. Two years and I still don't know who found me, bathed me, and patched me up. Who was it?!?!

"Jaycyn, it's Cloud. I locked the door so you know that I'm not going to hurt you, but I left my clothes in there and I don't have any clothes to change into. Can I come in and get them?" Cloud speaks in pure honey words, comfort, and understanding.

"One second, I need to compose myself." I blurt out and stand up, bringing up a hand I feel tears. When was I crying? Wiping the tears away, I light a fag up and make my way to the door.

Opening the door, I freeze and just stare at Cloud. Unruly brown hair, his kind face and eyes, his toned chest and abs. His placid thick length, and the light around him from the sunshine inside the loft light his golden brown skin* and I feel tears well up in my eyes once more.

This is not in anyway Sephiroth. He could never be this soft and caring; his whole body is made for pain. From his slender frame to his long skinny fingers, his slightly hooked cock tearing the insides of his victims…No this man is not Sephiroth.

"Sorry….for spazzing out on you. Can't you tell most of my money goes to a third rate shrink that knows less then I do in psych." I strangle out the words and close my eyes.

Well there goes that gorgeously nice man.

Feeling arms wrap around me I keep my eyes closed and just relish in the warmth of Cloud. Feeling his arms tighten around me his chest pressed against mine, and best of all his entire groin pressed next to mine. But for some strange reason our cocks never even thought about raising up to demand attention. This hug was a thank you, it was 'I'm Sorry', it was and is acceptance.