Work Text:
“Wake up.”
Sephiroth comes to. He feels he’s kneeling on a bed, knees and upper chest pressed into the mattress. His arms are tied tightly behind his back. He looks up to meet blue eyes above him.
Strife looks… both proud and apprehensive. He has a hand in my hair but it’s not tugging, just resting against my skull. He doesn’t say anything to me and just gazes down on me. I suppose this could be payback for how I’ve looked at him.
My jaw clicks a little as I shimmy a little further down on the sheets. My shoulders were starting to hurt from the weird position. Moving down only forces him a little more down my throat. I feel his cock twitch but he still doesn’t move. I look back at him through my eyelashes. I could control him so easily and yet, I don’t feel the need to. Mother hasn’t been screaming in my mind and I’m sure my puppet has something to do with it. I’ll enjoy it while I can. I do a slow blink up at him and he closes his eyes, his eyelashes spanning across his cheeks.
Should I give him what he supposedly wants? Rather than the gift of despair… the gift of pleasure.
I move my head down further and let the saliva fall from my mouth onto his sensitive skin. I move my lips to cover my smiling teeth. It’s not the time for pain. I bob my head up and down on his cock. His fingers grasp at my hair lightly but still doesn’t tug or pull. I keep holding eye contact while I suck harder and harder. He shudders and his eyelashes flutter validly. Keeping my attention on him, I slowly push my way into his mind. I just want him to grab my hair and push me down. His fingers start twitching in my hair and I almost start smiling again. He looks incredibly focused even though I’m the one doing all the work. His eyes snap wide open and focus on me.
“Sephiroth. Stop prodding at my mind.”
‘ Puppet. Strife. Cloud. Just tug my hair.’
Strife looks surprised. His features then narrow and focus on me. He starts yanking my head up and down. The pain in my scalp is a nice burn and I close my eyes.
I let my puppet control the rhythm until I get bored of his plain rhythm. I start forcing my head down farther and don’t bother to cover my teeth. He gasps above me and I work past my gag reflex to swallow him down all the way. He tastes savory and salty under my tongue. His fingernails scratch against my scalp as he starts thrusting his hips back at my jaw.
This. This is what I wanted from him.
He takes his hand and shoves me all the way down on his cock. His cum pours down my throat and I almost choke on it. I swallow around his cock and he moans above me. I yank my head off of him and try to regain eye contact with him, but his eyes are still closed. Some of him dribbles down my chin, neck, and chest. He’s made a mess of me. I hope none of it’s landed in my hair.
After a long moment, Cloud finally opens his eyes and looks down at me. He reaches towards my shoulders and flips me over on my back. My arms are pressed hard into the mattress under my body. In our current position, my head is by his right thigh on the bed. Some silver hair has gotten into my eyes and he sweeps it away before I can start complaining about it.
He moves himself down the bed and readjusts himself to sit on his knees between my thighs. I lick my lips and smirk at him. He rolls his eyes at me and grabs at my cock. I can’t stifle my startled moan, throwing my head back as he chuckles at me.
Cloud moves his hand up and down in a steady rhythm. The callouses, scars and the roughy skin of his hands cause a toe-curling sensation. My fingers clutch into the sheets the best they can while they’re tied behind my back. I’m teetering over the ledge but I just need a push.
“Cloud….. haaah… please.”
I thrust myself up into his hand and cum hard. My left leg twitches a little and I throw my head to the side, eyes squeezed tightly shut. Cloud drags his right hand down my thigh and squeezes the muscle there.
He looks at where his hand sits with a look akin to fondness. Then, he turns his mako blue eyes towards my face and tilts his head to the side, similar to someone we both knew. His eyebrows are raised up a little, mouth losely puckered, and his widened eyes are dragging across my face. He appears to be turning over a decision in his head, not sure what he wants to do or where he wants to take it. I just want him to hurry up and make a decision.
Impatiently, I shuffle my hips down and push them to collide into his pelvis. I wrap my legs around his torso and nudge him down with my knees to get on his elbows. He lets me push him around and leans down to nibble at my collarbone. He presses his chest into my abdomen then runs a hand into my hair, grabbing a handful and yanking my head to the side to start pressing wet kisses to the side of my neck. My mouth parts and I let out a gasping breath. I grind myself into his stomach and he chuckles against my neck, sucking bruises into the skin there.
I think about breaking the binding around my wrists but then Cloud is running his hand over my lower body and undos my pants. He grabs my pants and drags his hands down my thighs to push them down. He looks back up, meets my eyes and laughs.
“I was too busy to ask this earlier but… do you always go commando? or were you expecting this to happen?” Damn it, I was hoping that he’d forget about it and start preparing me.
I flutter my eyelashes at him and almost double over laughing at his face, “What if it was just for you? No… I almost always go ‘commando.’”
Cloud shakes his head at me. He runs his hands up the undersides of my thighs and leans forward. His mouth meets my chest again, except he lips at my nipple, and his eyelashes tickle my skin. His hand reaches out, grabs the lube, and starts slicking up his hand. He slips a hand down my ass and slowly starts pushing a finger in.
His other hand slips up my side to roll my other nipple in between the pads of his fingers. He thrusts his finger in and out of me, then works another in beside it. He abandons my nipple to kiss my lips and slip his tongue between them. I’m sure my mouth tastes like him, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He nibbles at my lips and tongue, and I nip right back at him. By the time he draws back for breath, panting, he’s gotten 3 fingers into me and wiggles them around inside.
He leans back and looks over me for a second, then he’s grabbing the lube. The bottle of lube is almost empty and he presses the rest of it out onto his hand. He slicks himself up and readjusts his position in between my thighs. He slowly starts pushing himself in and my legs flex and unflex around him
A searing, borderline pleasurable burn starts from where he’s bottomed out inside of me. I start panting for breath to calm myself down from all the sensations. It’s so similar to our fights, but yet, so different. The blood rushing in my ears almost drowns out the sound of Cloud gasping at the feeling of my muscles loosening around him.
We settle there for a moment and I take a few more deep breaths. I close my eyes and rest my head against the bed, reaching out for Cloud’s mind. He lets me poke at the walls he put up to keep me out then he opens his mind to me, and it’s like opening the floodgates. His consciousness falls into my skull, almost, and I try to curl around his mind the best I can.
My skin feels like static and every single one of my senses is going haywire. I’m wrapped around Cloud’s mind but at the same time, he’s wrapped around my mind and we’re mixing together. I feel him inside of me but I also feel myself wrapped around him. I thrust forward and no- that was him, I’m laying down on my back. He’s thrusting his cock into me and I gasp, he gasps, we’re both gasping. The knob has been turnt all the way up. Everything is on max volume.
Our mental capacity has been filled to the brim. I don’t remember lifting my head to meet his blue-almost green eyes but I toss my head back hard into the mattress and his head meets my chest. I’m pushing myself back onto his cock while at the same time digging around in his psyche. His jagged memories catch at me and his nails are digging into my skin. We grind so hard against each other so hard it feels like we’re going to shatter into a million pieces.
A shockwave bursts through everything else and I feel like I’ve been torn at the seams. My vision goes black and white, and I can’t hear anything except for the ringing in my ears. I snap back into my skull and Cloud is torn back into his. The pleasure is slowly fading into soreness now. We’re both sticky with sweat and semen. He pulls out of me and rolls over me onto his side next to me. Everything is too much for me right now. The sheets against my back, the air meeting my skin, the air conditioner rattling in the background.
I turn my head to the left and look at him. I wiggle my arms behind my back and break the bonds he put me in. I reach up a hand to push the hair out of my eyes and he tucks some of it behind my ear. I give him a lazy smile that he reflects, slowly blinking at him like a certain animal I’ve been compared to in the past. I lean over to meet his lips and rest there against him for a second before drawing back to lay flat against the mattress again. The ceiling isn’t very entertaining so I continue gazing at him and roll onto my side to mirror him.
Sticky liquid is still in me and on my body. I crinkle my nose and look down at my messy body while he lets out a slow, tired chuckle.
No matter how messy it is, I’ve found that intimacy is worth it, especially with my Cloud.