Cloud blinked, face blank. "Oh," he repeated.
Oh, how stupid Leon felt. He had just told his emotionally-stunted blonde colleague that he had a homoerotic dream about him. Wonderful. Now, Cloud was probably just going to grab his Buster sword from the wall, and just lop off Leon's head for being a pervert.
Finally, after a few silent minutes, Cloud just blinked at Leon and shrugged at the brunette. "I'm flattered."
All of the cusses, variations of his death and other useless things shooting around Leon's brain promptly shattered and he stared at the blonde. "Excuse me?" he croaked.
Raising his eyebrows innocently, Cloud's grip on Leon's shirt was as loose as it had ever been. Leon could've easily shoved the blonde away and made a run for it, but his legs wouldn't work.
"What do you--" Leon choked. "You're not--"
Cloud pointed at his intricately-styled hair, then his smooth, flawless skin, and then his stylish clothing that showed off his physique perfectly.
"You're a homosexual?" squeaked Leon, barely able to breathe. "Since when?"
"You tell me your life story, I'll tell you mine," Cloud stated emotionlessly, letting his hand drop to his side, his grip flexing in Leon's shirt. Okay. Cloud was gay. All right. Okay...
It took a few moments of blank silence for Leon to come to terms with this piece of information, and a split second after that, it clicked; Cloud had just dodged his question.
"Fine," Leon grunted, looking away. "Be difficult."
Cloud smirked. "Good. I will."
Running a hand through his hair with a sigh, Leon thought, his eyes averted from the blonde. He could feel Cloud's warm hand on his chest, and he could smell him. Leon found Cloud's smell almost intoxicating. It was almost as beautiful as the blonde himself.
"Do you actually fancy me?"
Snapping his eyes back to Cloud, Leon found the blonde watching him with a curious expression.
"Well," Leon croaked, "I, uh-- Well, um..." Why the hell was he answering?
A crooked grin melted onto Cloud's face, reading Leon's true feelings through his eyes, only just able to do it because the brunette was so flustered.
"I see," Cloud hummed, his grin widening. "Interesting," he continued. "Not many people switch their sexuality purely because they had a dream about me."
Swallowing thickly, Leon tried to mend his tattered dignity. "Don't get me wrong," he hurriedly gasped. "I'm not gay!"
Cloud smirked. "Really?"
"Yes." Why the hell don't Heartless appear when he needs them to? Leon felt his heart hammering in his chest, and he bit his tongue painfully hard to distract himself from moving toward the blonde. It'd been ages since he'd been near Cloud. He wanted him, but he didn't want to want him.
Oh, God, he wanted to kiss those lips raw.
The fist in Leon's shirt tightened, and Cloud leant forward, Leon's breathing quickening at the heat he felt radiating off the other man, how his smell intensified and how close he was. He felt Cloud breathe over his ear, and he stared fixedly at the blonde's smooth neck, panting quietly, hands gripping his belts tightly to stop them touching the blonde.
"Liar," purred Cloud.
Leon's heart slammed against his ribcage, Cloud slowly moving back, but only so there was barely an inch between them, the brunette's hands gripping tighter at his belts.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Leon panted.
A smirk appeared on Cloud's face and he chuckled gently. "I didn't do anything," he claimed gently.
"Yes, you did," hissed the brunette. "Why?"
The blonde sword-wielder's smirk widened just that little bit more. "Sure, I fancy you more than a little, Leonhart, but I don't manipulate people's dreams."
Leon ignored the first-half of the sentence. "I don't care about the dream," he snarled. "You were flirting with me in The Great Maw. Why?"
Blue eyes slowly closed, before they opened again, gleaming like orbs of magical water, Cloud's smirk widening.
"Because it's fun."
Leon's hands shot up before he could even stop them. He grabbed fistfuls of spiky, silky golden hair and yanked Cloud forward, crushing their lips together.
It only took a second for Cloud to figure out what was happening, and he didn't even try to struggle. The kiss was open-mouthed and dirty. Teeth, tongue and lips. Leon pressed closer to Cloud and the blonde grabbed a handful of his hair as Leon trailed one of his hands down the blonde's chest, biting at Cloud's lips.
Turning them around, Leon slammed Cloud's back against the wall and the blonde just let out a quiet grunt before pushing his tongue further into Leon's mouth, his arm wrapping around the brunette's neck as Leon pressed their bodies together, their erections rubbing through the fabric of their pants. Leon's grip of Cloud's hair tightened, moaning into Cloud's mouth as the blonde let out a quiet, throaty groan.
Leon never knew someone could taste this good. Cloud tasted, smelt, felt--
There were no words to describe it.
The brunette's hand dropped between them and cupped Cloud through his pants, the blonde immediately pulling away from the kiss, throwing his head back against the wall, swallowing back a loud moan, biting his plump, bruised, bottom lip, exposing his smooth neck to Leon.
Sinking his teeth into Cloud's throat, Leon could feel the blonde's pulse quicken through his lips; the speed was quite close to what it was like when Cloud had his nightmare, but, thankfully, it was not because Cloud was terrified. Kissing, biting and licking up the blonde's smooth neck, Leon latched onto Cloud's ear and sucked on it, meanwhile adding slow, tantalising pressure on the blonde's erection, rubbing slowly.
Letting his mouth fall open with a pant before closing it with a quiet click, biting at his lip again, Cloud rocked against Leon's hand, trying desperately to heighten the friction. "I hate you," he groaned quietly, feeling Leon's erection pressed against his hip.
Smirking, Leon bit and licked along Cloud's jaw. "I really hate you," Cloud panted throatily before Leon captured his lips again in another deep kiss, pressing the blonde harder against the wall as Cloud bit at his tongue.
A sharp jolt shot through Cloud's body and Leon pulled back, blinking at the blonde, who looked in mild pain. After a second, the pain melted off, and Cloud just stood there, his eyes staring blankly over Leon's shoulder.
After a moment, Leon found that Cloud was not looking at something over his shoulder, but at something on it. Turning his head minutely, he saw Cloud's left arm hooked over his shoulder, and, he could feel it shaking slightly.
Leon looked at Cloud, who looked back at him, his perfect white teeth slowly worrying his slightly-swollen bottom lip. Not needing to lean down, since the two men were of equal height, Leon just moved forward that little bit, letting his lips hover over Cloud's; almost asking, instead of just taking.
Fingers played with the ends of Leon's hair absently, the brunette pressing a few gentle kisses against the edge of Cloud's unresisting, unresponsive mouth. He let his lips hover over Cloud's again, and the blonde just shook his head minutely.
"No," Cloud whispered.
It was almost like someone had suddenly made all the ground disappear. Leon felt like he was falling. Freezing. He opened his mouth to ask. Tell. Say something.
"Not yet."
Leon stared at Cloud, who just stood there, his back against a wall, his arm around Leon's neck, his lips swollen. The brunette frowned, he didn't understand. What, yet?
Smiling sadly, Cloud ran a hand through Leon's hair slowly, as though able to savour the feeling of the silky strands on his leather glove, cupping the back of Leon's head.
"Not yet," he repeated.
With that, Cloud slowly and gently disentangled himself from the unresisting Leon, removed his sword from being impaled in the stone wall, and walked off down the path toward the bailey, disappearing around the corner.
Leon slumped against the wall, just staring after Cloud, his face blank, his body barely able to keep himself upright. Finally, he collapsed against the ground, his legs lying flat on the ground in front of him, his hands coming up to grip his hair.
WHAT YET?
((TBC. I do believe I foresee reviews with capslock, vulgar words and lots of exclamation marks on account of Cloud's cutting short the groping... But, anyway, be glad I actually wrote them kissing. In the draft, they didn't. Cloud was a real pussy in the draft, and I decided to give him some balls by making him a real ass. WOW. Three lower-extremity parts of the anatomy in the same sentence! I'm on a friggin' ROLL. Read, enjoy, and review!))