A FF7: AC
Disclaimer: All Squeenix's.
Warnings: Yaoi (just in case you didn't notice the rating).
Further disclaimer: I deny
The flickering light of candles
revealed two male forms, both naked. One tied, the other free, they
writhed and fought against each other for dominance.
Of course, the one who was not tied
down had a distinct advantage in this combat.
This fact was something Cloud soon
realised, as Kadaj attacked him with tongue and teeth, biting and
sucking greedily at exposed pale flesh. Every inch of available skin
was included in this assault, but Kadaj returned time and time again to
Cloud's neck, always paying particularly attention to the hollow in his
throat. The hopeless battle waged on, but eventually Cloud's resistance
weakened and he leaned his head back, offering it to his conquerer.
He bit back a cry as the offer was
"Mmmm... you've always been
Cloud squeezed his eyes tightly
shut. "You can't know that," he gritted out.
Kadaj laughed. "Still resisting it,
eh? But the thing is, I do know," he bit down again. "I know it...
Kadaj moved over to Cloud's left
ear, an act which apparently required him to writhe over every inch of
Cloud's nude body. Finally reaching his target, he blew into it. "I
know everything about you. What you like, what you don't like.
"We've never done this before,"
Cloud insisted, still defiant.
"How mean," Kadaj bit his earlobe
hard in retribution. "We've done this many times. Don't you remember
that night in the hotel in the mountains? The one with the fireplace
and the fur rug?"
Cloud refused to open his eyes as
Kadaj began to wriggle and squirm on top of him again. He did remember
that night. Very well. The problem was that he remembered it two
burning in the hearth was the rooms only illumination. Two bodies clung
together on the fur rug, both taut and hard with muscle, one leaner
than the other, sweaty and panting.
The leaner man
lifted his head to send a malicious smile at his partner. Silver hair
cascaded across them both. "Now, won't you listen to me next time I
tell you something?"
The other man
let out a grunt and tested the bonds that held him down. "Does that
work both ways?"
ridiculous." The speaker straddled the bound man and lowered his voice
menacingly. "Enough stalling. Surrender. Now."
"Or die?" The
words were choked out.
The room filled
with laughter as the two bodies joined together, and then there was no
more strength for speaking, only harsh panting that sped up, stopped
with a desperate gasp, and then resumed at a much slower and more even
Cloud remembered how it felt
when Sephiroth licked his way up his torso, and paused at his lips, his
eyes briefly gentle in the post-coital glow.
remembered watching through a crack in the door as his commanding
officer kissed the only other man he'd ever truly looked up to in the
ranks of SOLDIER.
Cloud opened his eyes and met
Kadaj's cat-slit ones. *I wasn't there,* he reminded himself. *I got
confused, and forgot. It wasn't him. It wasn't me. I am not Zack. Kadaj is not Sephiroth.*
Kadaj grinned at him. "You do
And for a moment his skin seemed
paler. His hair, longer.
*False, it's FALSE!*
But the sense-memory felt real as
it hit him, reminding him of the intense pleasure, the sweet fiery
lust. He fought it as it rolled him under.
stalling. Surrender. Now."
Cloud closed his eyes again.