FIC Chosen Part 2
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jessara40k_ljFinal Fantasy VII, post Advent Children
CloudxSephiroth - that means Sephiroth uke, yes
Rating R.
Continued from Part 1
He was pretty sure that Cloud wanted him, Zack had taught him to read the signs well enough, teasing him about the way most of the army had crushes on him, and he wouldn’t have been matchmaking like this if Cloud wasn’t interested, so why wasn’t he doing anything? Sephiroth had arranged for them to be alone together, and they’d finished going over and amending Zack’s report from their last mission with him and Cloud knew by now that he didn’t need to stand on military protocol with Sephiroth unless there were witnesses. He’d have had Cloud help him with this in his office the way he normally did if that was all he wanted, not here, in his quarters. But, perhaps this wasn’t enough and he wanted Sephiroth to show more initiative than Zack had required?
He decided to risk it, leaning over to kiss Cloud and hoping it was the right thing to do. Apparently it was, Sephiroth felt some of the tension leave his body as Cloud’s lips opened beneath his and his arms came up to wrap around Sephiroth’s shoulders. He returned the embrace, hesitantly wrapping his own arms around Cloud’s waist, but he’d shown about as much initiative as he could bring himself to by kissing Cloud, and he simply opened his own lips to allow Cloud entrance if he wanted it. But Cloud didn’t take what he was offering, and Sephiroth whimpered when Cloud drew back looking puzzled.
“I thought...isn’t this what you want Cloud?” Perhaps he’d misjudged, it would hardly be the first time, but Sephiroth hadn’t thought Zack was the type to give someone a gift they wouldn’t like because it would make his life easier.
“I...Y-yes sir. Please! Did I...do something wrong?” Why would he think that? Sephiroth didn’t understand what Cloud was expecting, and he wished Cloud would just tell him.
“No! Would you...like to move this to my bedroom?” He just hoped he wasn’t being too forward, or spoiling a fantasy of Cloud’s; Zack had enjoyed fucking Sephiroth in a lot of different places.
“I-if you want.” Sephiroth wasn’t sure why Cloud was stuttering, but he did do that around him at odd times anyway, so he dismissed it and focusing on the important point, his agreement, stood to lead Cloud through to his bedroom. He gave his new lover a chance to tell him what to do, but Cloud just stood there watching him silently, and Sephiroth fell back on what Zack liked, hoping it was close enough to Cloud’s preferences not to disappoint him. He stripped, slowly as he’d been taught, even though he didn’t understand why Zack never just wanted to get him naked as quickly as possible. It seemed to please Cloud too at least from the way his breathing quickened and he kept looking over Sephiroth’s body, and blushing too for some odd reason - Zack had never blushed. He sat down on the bed, letting his hair fall forward to partly cover his face and upper body, waiting for Cloud to make some sort of decision, even if it took a while for him to notice.
“Oh! I...should I get undressed too?” He began fumbling with the fastenings of his clothes as he spoke, looking strangely unsure. Sephiroth was beginning to wonder if Zack had handed him over to a virgin, and to pray that if he had he’d be able to bind Cloud to him by being his first.
“I could do that for you if you wanted?” He held out a hand, watching Cloud and hoping he wasn’t being too forward.
“Umm...yes, please.” Cloud took his hand and let Sephiroth pull him to sit beside him on the bed. Sephiroth bit his lip for a second in thought, then removed Cloud’s jumper and shirt first, before sliding from the bed to kneel in front of him and remove his boots. Zack had never asked him to do this, although sometimes he’d undressed Sephiroth he’d always tended to stay dressed himself until the last minute, and he hoped he was doing this right. He stayed where he was, resting his head on Cloud’s thigh as he waited for more instructions. “Sir...what?” Cloud was trying ineffectually to pull him back to his feet, and Sephiroth stood, obeying those unspoken instructions.
“Just tell me what you want.” Cloud looked surprised, and shook his head, but he lay back on the bed and pulled Sephiroth down beside him. “Is...this your first time Cloud?” He didn’t think Cloud would mind answering that question, and it would explain his hesitance. When Cloud nodded he smiled and laid down, pulling Cloud to lie on top of him. “Do whatever you like, or tell me what you want me to do.”
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Cloud hadn’t been able to understand why Sephiroth was so submissive, he hadn’t even recognised it as submissive behaviour, and when Sephiroth had told him to do whatever he wanted Cloud had started by trying to ride him, but that had hurt. He hadn’t even thought about the need to prepare himself, and he didn’t think about that when Sephiroth had suggested Cloud take him instead after seeing his pain, Sephiroth hadn’t let him see that he was hurting his lover, and when he’d finished he realised he’d made Sephiroth bleed, and had scrambled into his clothes before he fled in shock.
“I know, I found Sephiroth afterwards.” And then he’d made a point of explaining to Cloud precisely how to make love to a man and virtually ordering Cloud to go and fuck his lover again, less than a week after the first time. He hadn’t quite believed the eager way Sephiroth responded to him so soon after he’d hurt him, he’d expected that Sephiroth would never want to see him again, and instead he’d acted as if he was the one who’d messed up. And he’d told Cloud after he was brought back for him that he had thought that, that he’d disappointed Cloud somehow their first time together, and that Cloud didn’t think he was good enough, or want him anymore.
“But why not get someone else, someone you wouldn’t have to bring back to life?” Tifa was stubborn, he’d give her that, but she was fast losing what little care he still felt for her, moving herself into the category of enemy, since she no longer classed as a friend, had fallen to ‘acquaintance’ the second she tried to rape him, and was fast falling to the class of ‘stranger’, and possibly from there to ‘enemy’ if she kept on attacking his mate.
“What, like you lady? We’ve been watching over Spike since we died, and we haven’t seen any evidence that you really love him, that you value anything but the image you’ve got of him. You try to force him to fit into your idea of what he should be, and when he doesn’t do that you reject him, and you let him believe a lie about himself for so long, we don’t really care that he forgave you for that. We didn’t.”
“Besides, it was easier to alter someone when we were going to be bringing him back from the dead anyway, than to snatch someone living and then make the required alterations. We couldn’t contact you the way we could Cloud to get your consent, and Cloud needed someone who’d be willingly submissive to him, you don’t qualify for that.” Aeris’ explanation was nicer than the pure contempt when Zack dressed Tifa down, but she still made it clear that she didn’t think the other woman was a suitable candidate for Cloud’s heart. “And of course there’s the fact that by binding Sephiroth this way we keep one of her greatest pawns away from Jenova, another way to keep the Planet safe.” Cloud hated hearing her describe his love for his mate as a tool, to use in the defence of the Planet that tortured him, but he didn’t protest, just kissed his lover lightly on the forehead, and stood, setting Sephiroth on his feet beside him.
“Is there anything else you need to hear from Zack and Aeris?” He addressed his question to the men, not to Tifa, he didn’t think she could really be rational at the moment.
“No, that should be quite sufficient.”
“Nah, but you shouldn’t have just cut off all contact, you should have got back in touch with us once you...recovered.” Barret had a point, and Cloud nodded to him in recognition of that as he knelt and pulled one of the materia from the circle, the Contain, even though he knew the type of materia used didn’t matter he liked the implied balance and symbolism of the ones he used.
“I’m sorry, but at first I tended to slip into that feral state at the slightest provocation, and I didn’t have the faintest idea of how to control my strength. It’s only in the last three years that I’ve got enough control to be safe around humans without my mate by my side to anchor me.”
“And you thought we’d believe you were dead by then? You expected us to just give up on you?” Tifa sounded outraged, but Barret and Vincent looked almost guilty, reason enough for Cloud to reassure them, even if it meant insulting her.
“Anyone sane would have given up hope of my return, or at least the investment you seem to have in my return. Let me make this clear. I never loved you, you never gave me reason to. You earned a position as my friend when we first faced Jenova and in the years after that, but after what you did to me today you are no more to me than an acquaintance. Push too far and I will consider you a stranger, or an enemy.”
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Vincent knew that Cloud’s cruel words were probably the only way to break Tifa out of her delusions even partially, and he felt a measure of sympathy for her, but Cloud’s speech had convinced him that he didn’t feel any resentment about the fact that he’d been considered dead. And Barret looked as if he felt better about their agreement that Cloud had to be dead after the man had told them it was the only sensible thing to do, Vincent suspected he’d been the one who’d suffered most from Tifa’s insistence that Cloud was alive. It was an open secret that he was a little sweet on her, and always had been - except to Tifa, since he thought he was too old for her.
“But-but...I love you.” She shook her head, disbelief clear on her face. “I always have, and I thought you loved me too. You made that promise, to come and save me if I needed it, remember?”
“Because for once you were treating me like a real person. No, I can’t believe you loved me then. You were one of the ones who led the other children in abusing me when I managed to hide from the adults in Nibelheim. Do you know the real reason Sephiroth destroyed Nibelheim, instead of just going to retrieve Jenova? It was because I’d told him a bit about how everyone there treated me, and there was only ever one person I mourned who died there, my mother.” Vincent concealed his shock, but Barret and Tifa couldn’t do that, and he watched in fascination as she finally realised that Cloud would never be hers, while Barret looked furious at how Cloud was speaking to her, combined with an awareness that it might give him a chance to be with her.
“So you claim responsibility for that?” He wondered if Cloud felt guilty because he considered it his fault that his hometown was destroyed...
“No, of course not. There were a lot of contributing factors, the fact that I’d told my lover how badly I was treated in my hometown when I was ordered to return there was just one of them, the way they treated him was another.” Vincent wasn’t entirely sure what that meant, but at least Cloud wasn’t blaming himself. “And the only real blame lies with Jenova, who infiltrated Sephiroth’s mind and altered it so that she could control him. I wonder if things would have been different if we’d had a better relationship at the time.”
“I...doubt it Cloud.” Sephiroth’s voice was quiet, but Cloud focused on him instantly.
“Why do you doubt it?”
“Because we weren’t mentally tied back then, and so it wouldn’t have given me any defence against her.”
“Or you might have ended up joining Sephiroth, instead of killing him that first time.” Vincent had to point that out, since it was something Cloud and Sephiroth both seemed to have overlooked.
“Thing was, back then I was so desperate for someone to care about me that I probably wouldn’t have cared that he’d abandoned ShinRa for Jenova, and it would have made me understand how much Sephiroth loves me so much earlier.” That was almost horrifying, and from the vindictive smile Cloud was directing at Tifa he knew how much it was hurting her. Sephiroth glanced at Tifa with something a lot like pity in his eyes, then he looked up at Cloud from where he knelt at his feet, and smiled in pure adoration.
That particular expression reminded Vincent so much of his lost love, Lucrecia, who’d looked at him that way for a brief time, and had looked at Hojo that way before then, that he didn’t want to spoil Sephiroth’s happiness.
“You’d have gone with him?” Tifa sounded outraged, and Vincent knew she was on the verge of saying or doing something that would make Cloud change how he saw her, but he didn’t have to intervene, Barret did it for him, wrapping her in an embrace, and whispering in her ear. Vincent couldn’t hear much of what he said, but it was along the lines of Tifa deserving better than Cloud.
“You are welcome to remain in my home until you choose to leave, but do not expect us to take any more time out of our ordinary lives to indulge you.” With that Cloud led Sephiroth away, leaving Vincent to pick up the pieces.
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CloudxSephiroth - that means Sephiroth uke, yes
Rating R.
Continued from Part 1
He was pretty sure that Cloud wanted him, Zack had taught him to read the signs well enough, teasing him about the way most of the army had crushes on him, and he wouldn’t have been matchmaking like this if Cloud wasn’t interested, so why wasn’t he doing anything? Sephiroth had arranged for them to be alone together, and they’d finished going over and amending Zack’s report from their last mission with him and Cloud knew by now that he didn’t need to stand on military protocol with Sephiroth unless there were witnesses. He’d have had Cloud help him with this in his office the way he normally did if that was all he wanted, not here, in his quarters. But, perhaps this wasn’t enough and he wanted Sephiroth to show more initiative than Zack had required?
He decided to risk it, leaning over to kiss Cloud and hoping it was the right thing to do. Apparently it was, Sephiroth felt some of the tension leave his body as Cloud’s lips opened beneath his and his arms came up to wrap around Sephiroth’s shoulders. He returned the embrace, hesitantly wrapping his own arms around Cloud’s waist, but he’d shown about as much initiative as he could bring himself to by kissing Cloud, and he simply opened his own lips to allow Cloud entrance if he wanted it. But Cloud didn’t take what he was offering, and Sephiroth whimpered when Cloud drew back looking puzzled.
“I thought...isn’t this what you want Cloud?” Perhaps he’d misjudged, it would hardly be the first time, but Sephiroth hadn’t thought Zack was the type to give someone a gift they wouldn’t like because it would make his life easier.
“I...Y-yes sir. Please! Did I...do something wrong?” Why would he think that? Sephiroth didn’t understand what Cloud was expecting, and he wished Cloud would just tell him.
“No! Would you...like to move this to my bedroom?” He just hoped he wasn’t being too forward, or spoiling a fantasy of Cloud’s; Zack had enjoyed fucking Sephiroth in a lot of different places.
“I-if you want.” Sephiroth wasn’t sure why Cloud was stuttering, but he did do that around him at odd times anyway, so he dismissed it and focusing on the important point, his agreement, stood to lead Cloud through to his bedroom. He gave his new lover a chance to tell him what to do, but Cloud just stood there watching him silently, and Sephiroth fell back on what Zack liked, hoping it was close enough to Cloud’s preferences not to disappoint him. He stripped, slowly as he’d been taught, even though he didn’t understand why Zack never just wanted to get him naked as quickly as possible. It seemed to please Cloud too at least from the way his breathing quickened and he kept looking over Sephiroth’s body, and blushing too for some odd reason - Zack had never blushed. He sat down on the bed, letting his hair fall forward to partly cover his face and upper body, waiting for Cloud to make some sort of decision, even if it took a while for him to notice.
“Oh! I...should I get undressed too?” He began fumbling with the fastenings of his clothes as he spoke, looking strangely unsure. Sephiroth was beginning to wonder if Zack had handed him over to a virgin, and to pray that if he had he’d be able to bind Cloud to him by being his first.
“I could do that for you if you wanted?” He held out a hand, watching Cloud and hoping he wasn’t being too forward.
“Umm...yes, please.” Cloud took his hand and let Sephiroth pull him to sit beside him on the bed. Sephiroth bit his lip for a second in thought, then removed Cloud’s jumper and shirt first, before sliding from the bed to kneel in front of him and remove his boots. Zack had never asked him to do this, although sometimes he’d undressed Sephiroth he’d always tended to stay dressed himself until the last minute, and he hoped he was doing this right. He stayed where he was, resting his head on Cloud’s thigh as he waited for more instructions. “Sir...what?” Cloud was trying ineffectually to pull him back to his feet, and Sephiroth stood, obeying those unspoken instructions.
“Just tell me what you want.” Cloud looked surprised, and shook his head, but he lay back on the bed and pulled Sephiroth down beside him. “Is...this your first time Cloud?” He didn’t think Cloud would mind answering that question, and it would explain his hesitance. When Cloud nodded he smiled and laid down, pulling Cloud to lie on top of him. “Do whatever you like, or tell me what you want me to do.”
Cloud hadn’t been able to understand why Sephiroth was so submissive, he hadn’t even recognised it as submissive behaviour, and when Sephiroth had told him to do whatever he wanted Cloud had started by trying to ride him, but that had hurt. He hadn’t even thought about the need to prepare himself, and he didn’t think about that when Sephiroth had suggested Cloud take him instead after seeing his pain, Sephiroth hadn’t let him see that he was hurting his lover, and when he’d finished he realised he’d made Sephiroth bleed, and had scrambled into his clothes before he fled in shock.
“I know, I found Sephiroth afterwards.” And then he’d made a point of explaining to Cloud precisely how to make love to a man and virtually ordering Cloud to go and fuck his lover again, less than a week after the first time. He hadn’t quite believed the eager way Sephiroth responded to him so soon after he’d hurt him, he’d expected that Sephiroth would never want to see him again, and instead he’d acted as if he was the one who’d messed up. And he’d told Cloud after he was brought back for him that he had thought that, that he’d disappointed Cloud somehow their first time together, and that Cloud didn’t think he was good enough, or want him anymore.
“But why not get someone else, someone you wouldn’t have to bring back to life?” Tifa was stubborn, he’d give her that, but she was fast losing what little care he still felt for her, moving herself into the category of enemy, since she no longer classed as a friend, had fallen to ‘acquaintance’ the second she tried to rape him, and was fast falling to the class of ‘stranger’, and possibly from there to ‘enemy’ if she kept on attacking his mate.
“What, like you lady? We’ve been watching over Spike since we died, and we haven’t seen any evidence that you really love him, that you value anything but the image you’ve got of him. You try to force him to fit into your idea of what he should be, and when he doesn’t do that you reject him, and you let him believe a lie about himself for so long, we don’t really care that he forgave you for that. We didn’t.”
“Besides, it was easier to alter someone when we were going to be bringing him back from the dead anyway, than to snatch someone living and then make the required alterations. We couldn’t contact you the way we could Cloud to get your consent, and Cloud needed someone who’d be willingly submissive to him, you don’t qualify for that.” Aeris’ explanation was nicer than the pure contempt when Zack dressed Tifa down, but she still made it clear that she didn’t think the other woman was a suitable candidate for Cloud’s heart. “And of course there’s the fact that by binding Sephiroth this way we keep one of her greatest pawns away from Jenova, another way to keep the Planet safe.” Cloud hated hearing her describe his love for his mate as a tool, to use in the defence of the Planet that tortured him, but he didn’t protest, just kissed his lover lightly on the forehead, and stood, setting Sephiroth on his feet beside him.
“Is there anything else you need to hear from Zack and Aeris?” He addressed his question to the men, not to Tifa, he didn’t think she could really be rational at the moment.
“No, that should be quite sufficient.”
“Nah, but you shouldn’t have just cut off all contact, you should have got back in touch with us once you...recovered.” Barret had a point, and Cloud nodded to him in recognition of that as he knelt and pulled one of the materia from the circle, the Contain, even though he knew the type of materia used didn’t matter he liked the implied balance and symbolism of the ones he used.
“I’m sorry, but at first I tended to slip into that feral state at the slightest provocation, and I didn’t have the faintest idea of how to control my strength. It’s only in the last three years that I’ve got enough control to be safe around humans without my mate by my side to anchor me.”
“And you thought we’d believe you were dead by then? You expected us to just give up on you?” Tifa sounded outraged, but Barret and Vincent looked almost guilty, reason enough for Cloud to reassure them, even if it meant insulting her.
“Anyone sane would have given up hope of my return, or at least the investment you seem to have in my return. Let me make this clear. I never loved you, you never gave me reason to. You earned a position as my friend when we first faced Jenova and in the years after that, but after what you did to me today you are no more to me than an acquaintance. Push too far and I will consider you a stranger, or an enemy.”
Vincent knew that Cloud’s cruel words were probably the only way to break Tifa out of her delusions even partially, and he felt a measure of sympathy for her, but Cloud’s speech had convinced him that he didn’t feel any resentment about the fact that he’d been considered dead. And Barret looked as if he felt better about their agreement that Cloud had to be dead after the man had told them it was the only sensible thing to do, Vincent suspected he’d been the one who’d suffered most from Tifa’s insistence that Cloud was alive. It was an open secret that he was a little sweet on her, and always had been - except to Tifa, since he thought he was too old for her.
“But-but...I love you.” She shook her head, disbelief clear on her face. “I always have, and I thought you loved me too. You made that promise, to come and save me if I needed it, remember?”
“Because for once you were treating me like a real person. No, I can’t believe you loved me then. You were one of the ones who led the other children in abusing me when I managed to hide from the adults in Nibelheim. Do you know the real reason Sephiroth destroyed Nibelheim, instead of just going to retrieve Jenova? It was because I’d told him a bit about how everyone there treated me, and there was only ever one person I mourned who died there, my mother.” Vincent concealed his shock, but Barret and Tifa couldn’t do that, and he watched in fascination as she finally realised that Cloud would never be hers, while Barret looked furious at how Cloud was speaking to her, combined with an awareness that it might give him a chance to be with her.
“So you claim responsibility for that?” He wondered if Cloud felt guilty because he considered it his fault that his hometown was destroyed...
“No, of course not. There were a lot of contributing factors, the fact that I’d told my lover how badly I was treated in my hometown when I was ordered to return there was just one of them, the way they treated him was another.” Vincent wasn’t entirely sure what that meant, but at least Cloud wasn’t blaming himself. “And the only real blame lies with Jenova, who infiltrated Sephiroth’s mind and altered it so that she could control him. I wonder if things would have been different if we’d had a better relationship at the time.”
“I...doubt it Cloud.” Sephiroth’s voice was quiet, but Cloud focused on him instantly.
“Why do you doubt it?”
“Because we weren’t mentally tied back then, and so it wouldn’t have given me any defence against her.”
“Or you might have ended up joining Sephiroth, instead of killing him that first time.” Vincent had to point that out, since it was something Cloud and Sephiroth both seemed to have overlooked.
“Thing was, back then I was so desperate for someone to care about me that I probably wouldn’t have cared that he’d abandoned ShinRa for Jenova, and it would have made me understand how much Sephiroth loves me so much earlier.” That was almost horrifying, and from the vindictive smile Cloud was directing at Tifa he knew how much it was hurting her. Sephiroth glanced at Tifa with something a lot like pity in his eyes, then he looked up at Cloud from where he knelt at his feet, and smiled in pure adoration.
That particular expression reminded Vincent so much of his lost love, Lucrecia, who’d looked at him that way for a brief time, and had looked at Hojo that way before then, that he didn’t want to spoil Sephiroth’s happiness.
“You’d have gone with him?” Tifa sounded outraged, and Vincent knew she was on the verge of saying or doing something that would make Cloud change how he saw her, but he didn’t have to intervene, Barret did it for him, wrapping her in an embrace, and whispering in her ear. Vincent couldn’t hear much of what he said, but it was along the lines of Tifa deserving better than Cloud.
“You are welcome to remain in my home until you choose to leave, but do not expect us to take any more time out of our ordinary lives to indulge you.” With that Cloud led Sephiroth away, leaving Vincent to pick up the pieces.
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Date: 2006-06-13 03:09 am (UTC)...
>_<
I didn't connect that the bad sex scene you posted about was going to be a part of this one - but then I tend not to want to jump to any conclusions about anyone else's writing anyway, it's a lot more interesting just to see what they do.
On a whole, I love what you've done with my little plotbunny - it's all grown up into a nice fanfic! ^_^
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Date: 2006-06-13 05:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-14 12:54 am (UTC)Have I told you I love you yet?
*snooches*
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Date: 2006-06-16 12:58 am (UTC)I liked this one, it had interesting ideas.
Good luck for the next chapter.
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Date: 2006-06-16 08:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-17 02:00 pm (UTC)Other than those half wonderings, there is one thing that kind of confused me. It is one of those background type infos, but while the others were just there or apparent - I just don't understand this one.
"Sephiroth glanced at Tifa with something a lot like pity in his eyes, then he looked up at Cloud from where he knelt at his feet, and smiled in pure adoration.
That particular expression reminded Vincent so much of his lost love, Lucrecia, who’d looked at him that way for a brief time, and had looked at Hojo that way before then, that he didn’t want to spoil Sephiroth’s happiness."
??? I'm kinda lost on that...
Otherwise, I liked it!
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Date: 2006-06-19 08:16 am (UTC)no subject
haha i sound like a total dork but your stuff is intriguing and one of the few Sephiroth uke stories i have read so please write more!
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Date: 2006-07-19 08:34 am (UTC)