Chapter 4
Sephiroth was engaged.
Cloud looked up at the ceiling as he rested in his bed, his eyes at half mast from exhaustion. He couldn't sleep though, sleep far from his working mind.
Sephiroth had a life long partner, a woman who could give him children. Cloud didn't even know if he was fertil. Not with the way he had been born.
Cloud didn't hate her though. He didn't have an actual reason to hate her. Their union had happened before he had come to this home. Cloud knew he loved Sephiroth though, he knew he wanted him to be the only man that touched him.
Like he did earlier.
Cloud remembered how his hands touched him earlier that day, closing his eyes as he tried to bring back the feeling. He slowly moved his hands, unsure if he should do this. Touching himself would only lead to frustration, but Cloud wanted to feel him again. Even if it was just a fantasy. He touched his hands to his pectorals, taking in a deep breath.
Sephiroth had done it like he hadn't touched a body in years, his palms warm against Cloud's erect nipples. Cloud took in a deep breath, arching into the touch when Sephiroth pressed against him.
Cloud opened his eyes and sat up when his door opened, on full alert. He relaxed when the light of his candle showed Tifa's face. Cloud leaned back against his bed frame, grabbing his shirt from the chair by his bed and putting it on.
"Why are you still awake?" Tifa asked, her voice not hoarse from sleep like Cloud expected. He looked to her with a blank expression, swallowing thickly in slight fear when she closed the door behind her. Tifa walked to his bedside, Cloud scooting over so she could sit down.
He hoped she was just here to talk.
"I should ask you the same question," Cloud inquired, Tifa smiling tiredly. She reached over, grabbing his hand. She held it like a worried mother, Cloud looking to her face. She was smiling, but the candles glimmer showed worry in her eyes.
"Has Sephiroth touched you?" Cloud felt his chest tighten. He knew Tifa couldn't hurt Sephiroth, but how quickly she seemed to be catching on made Cloud a tad uneasy.
"No. He's only ever touched me to heal me, never in a sexual manner." Tifa didn't relax, but her eyes were less worried. Cloud looked away, already knowing he would not share any information with her. She was the Head Maid, she had eyes like a hawk and Cloud wanted to stay out of their radar.
"Do you fancy him?" Cloud looked back to Tifa, his face heating up. He knew he shouldn't...
"He is nice to me. He makes me feel safe." Tifa smiled, her guard falling completely. Cloud was glad about that, letting go of her hand to close his shirt to protect his skin from the cold air in the room.
"He is a very nice Master. I used to fancy him, but now I fancy someone else." Cloud was immediately intrigued, wondering who had caught the hawks attention.
"Who is it?" He asked curiously, Tifa looking away. She smiled, her smile one of a woman in love. Cloud was glad for her, but he also wanted to know just as badly.
"I'll tell you another time. Sleep." Cloud almost pouted but stopped himself, opting not to reduce himself to title of child.
Tifa blew out the candle, getting off his bedside. She left silently, leaving Cloud to ponder silently in the dark. Cloud sighed through his nose, closing his eyes. He was always afraid of the dark.
How much had he actually changed?
Cloud remembered just yesterday he didn't smile, didn't laugh. He had been terrified of the people around him, of what they would do to him.
With the other slaves they were constantly watched by guards, making sure they never fought or fornicated together.
Their master wanted them fresh, not used.
Cloud learned to be heartless, distant, silent.
He learned to separate himself from the rest of the world.
But then he saw Sephiroth. He didn't want to be locked in a cage anymore, he didn't want to separate from the rest of the world. He wanted to be loud, to be close. He wanted his heart to be taken by love, not because he had to be heartless.
Tifa, Cid, Yuffie...
They all made him want to be apart of the family they had, even if it meant he had to give them a piece of his heart.
Cloud sighed, rising up from his bed. He waited till he was sure everyone was asleep before he left his room, his shirt and pants his only protection. He didn't take a bath, instead heading to the kitchen. Cid couldn't give him a lesson that day because he was too busy due to the upcoming ball.
Cloud understood, so he didn't look twice when he saw the time was eleven in the evening.
Cloud looked around, the room spotless. He tapped his fingers on the table, wondering what he should make to help pass the time. He sighed softly, getting out a pot. He retrieved some milk and cinnamon, pouring the milk into the hanging pot over the fireplace. Cloud stirred it slowly, wondering what he could use to mix with this.
"You're up late." Cloud didn't turn or jump, too tired to get scared.
"Can't sleep Master Sephiroth. Is there anything you need?" Sephiroth was silent for a second, Cloud looking over his shoulder. Sephiroth was sitting down at the table, his fingers digging into his temples.
Cloud looked away, taking the pot from over the fire. He poured the milk into a cup, sprinkling the cinnamon he had over it.
"Master Sephiroth, drink this." Cloud put the cup in front of Sephiroth, the man looking up in confusion. Cloud didn't look away from him, Sephiroth looking down to the drink.
"I thought it was for you?" Sephiroth inquired, Cloud pushing it closer to him.
"Drink. You need it more than me."
Cloud put the pot in some water, letting it cool down before he would start to wash it. He took in a sharp breath when he felt Sephiroth against his back. Cloud froze in place, yearning for his touch but at the same time he wanted to move away.
Sephiroth slowly unbuttoned Cloud's untucked shirt, Cloud shivering when he kissed his neck. Cloud closed his eyes when his lips trailed up his neck to his ear, his entire body jelly.
"Can I?"
Cloud almost moaned at his whisper, his breath teasing his ear. Cloud felt his fingers skim over his pants, his head moving into a small nod. Sephiroth undid Cloud's pants, letting them drop to the floor. Cloud bit back his moan when Sephiroth undid his cloth, his hands warm against his stomach.
Cloud almost fell to the floor when Sephiroth touched his member, Sephiroth turning him around in his embrace. Cloud gasped when he kissed him suddenly, but his lips and tongue were gentle.
Cloud sighed into the kiss, his eyes snapping open when he felt fingers on his core. Cloud held onto Sephiroth tightly, moaning into the kiss when he pushed a finger inside. Wetness made it slick, Cloud feeling overheated and overwhelmed. He moaned again when he pushed it deeper, Cloud reaching a hand down and grabbing his wrist.
Cloud suddenly remembered his engagement, pulling away from all the sensations. Sephiroth's cheeks were pink from arousal, his eyes narrowed slightly in want. Cloud saw the erection pushing against his pants, but he wouldn't indulge.
"You are to be wed Master Sephiroth. I should not be the one who you bed," Cloud told him, hoping to Gaia the man didn't listen to him. At the same time he hoped he would stop, leaving Cloud to deal with his aroused agony alone.
"I won't bed you." Sephiroth walked up to him, Cloud letting himself be picked up and placed on the table. He was eye to eye with Sephiroth now, his legs spreading and allowing him to move between them.
"Just let me touch."
Cloud bit his bottom lip, laying back on the table. He raised his feet onto the table , keeping his thighs apart.
"You can touch, Master Sephiroth." Cloud closed his eyes when a finger pushed into his core again. He moaned softly, Sephiroth slowly thrusting it in and out of his body. Cloud opened his eyes when Sephiroth touched his chest, his fingers touching his nipple.
Cloud arched with a moan, Sephiroth pulling out his finger. He moved down lower, licking a trail up Cloud's member.
Cloud arched with a muffled moan, Sephiroth stroking it quickly.
Cloud almost thrashed, his nails digging into the table.
Cloud arched, Sephiroth leaning down and licking his core. Cloud lost all thought.
"S-Sephiroth," Cloud moaned shakily, Sephiroth lifting Cloud's balls.
His womanhood sat right behind Cloud's balls, a place few people checked or noticed. Cloud arched when Sephiroth kissed his core, his eyes shut tight as he gasped his name over and over. Kisses were pleasurable wherever Sephiroth kissed, but his special place was given a generous amount of tongue. Cloud's thighs twitched, his jaw becoming loose with a silent scream as he came from both pleasured places.
Cloud relaxed against the table, panting heavily in the effort to not pass out.
Sephiroth cleaned Cloud's stomach of evidence of pleasure, Cloud slowly sitting up. Sephiroth helped him down off the table, turning him around and pressing his back against his chest.
"Are you going to be serving at the ball in two days time?" Sephiroth asked, Cloud feeling his erection against his back.
"No. Tifa wants me to watch and learn, Master Sephiroth." Sephiroth kissed his neck, Cloud smiling at the feeling of his lips playing with his skin.
"When we're alone like this, call me Sephiroth. Or Seph." Cloud nodded, looking at the time. It was already twelve in the morning.
"Is there anything you need me to do, Sephiroth?" Cloud felt his lips tingle when he said his name, his eyes closing when Sephiroth snaked his hand between his thighs again.
"Help me find release."
:::+:::
Cloud snuck back into his room at nearly two in the morning, his entire body ecstatic. Not only had he been pleasured, he had pleasured Sephiroth with his mouth. Cloud had never thought he would do such an act, but Gaia be damned if he didn't enjoy every minute of it.
Sephiroth wanted him, Cloud knew that for sure now.
Cloud laid down in bed, his stomach twisting sharply with guilt. Sephiroth wasn't his though. He was engaged to somebody else, and instead of honoring that union, Cloud simply and greedily took to Sephiroth's advancements.
Cloud sighed, turning onto his stomach.
He was a terrible person.
Cloud loved Sephiroth with all of his heart. Many of the elders would easily mistake it as lust from his impure thoughts, but Cloud knew it wasn't just lust.
Sephiroth made him feel safe, made him feel like he could always trust him with his deepest secrets. Sephiroth was kind, generous, sweet.
Cloud sighed softly, looking up to the ceiling with a smile. If he had truly loved his fiance, he wouldn't have touched him like he had. Cloud made up an entire scenario in his head.
His fiance was in love with Sephiroth's money, and Sephiroth knew that. He never liked her at all, just forced to marry her.
Cloud could understand that one.
He sighed softly again, closing his eyes.
The next time they came together, Cloud wouldn't push him away. He would let him do what he wished, and it would be beautiful.
It would be because Cloud was in love.
