FIC Arrangements Part 12
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jessara40k_ljTitle: Arrangements chapter 12
Series: Final Fantasy VII AU (Cetra Restoration AU, linked here)
Pairing: Brangwen/Cloud, Brangwen/Elena
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If they were mine Aeris and Zack would still be alive, and not just running around in the Lifestream spying on Cloud. Since Aeris and Zack said goodbye to Cloud at the end of AC and disappeared into the Lifestream I guess they aren't mine.
Warnings: AU, polygamy
“Cloud, we need to talk.” Brangwen didn’t really like intruding on Sephiroth and Cloud at breakfast, even if they had Tseng with them as well, but she hadn’t been able to find another way to explain her plans for the next time they tried getting her pregnant.
“What about? And can it wait?” This was why she hadn’t wanted to do this here and now, and from the way he’d stiffened Sephiroth wasn’t very happy either.
“No, not really.” She decided not to wait for an invitation to sit down and took a seat beside Sephiroth reaching to rest one hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry Sephiroth, but I’m not pregnant, so we’ll need to try again this month.”
“I understand. I hoped you’d conceived, but I didn’t really expect it.” Sephiroth seemed to relax a bit at that, turning to her with a faint smile, oddly grateful. “Will you need Cloud tonight then? It...is getting close to that time again isn’t it?”
“Yes, it’s getting close to the right time, but I don’t know if I’ll need Cloud tonight.” Brangwen shrugged, deliberately casual. “I’m no healer caste, to know when I am about to ovulate. I’m regular for a warrior caste, and maybe when it comes to our next child I won’t need to hear from Aeris to know when we need to try, but for now I can’t tell you myself. Cloud, I tried to find another time to speak with you, but you weren’t really available to me.” Brangwen did her best to keep the bitterness from her voice, but she didn’t think she’d succeeded based on the way Tseng and Sephiroth were looking at Cloud now.
“Cloud.” Sephiroth reached across the table to take hold of Cloud’s hand as he spoke. “It’s sweet that you’re so devoted to me, but...Brangwen is your spouse. You shouldn’t make it impossible for her to see you alone. If nothing else you claimed to love her when you refused Rowan based on her breach of contract; do you really want to be caught in a lie like that?” Now he turned to Brangwen, and there was something displeased in those feline eyes of his. “And Brangwen, I appreciate it that you are reluctant to cut into my time with Cloud, but you do have the right to, and for something as important as this you really should.”
“I know.” Brangwen let herself laugh as she spoke. “I should have told Cloud that I needed to talk to him alone when we were all eating together. But I refuse to go searching for him in his bedroom or yours. And at least I came to intrude on the three of you now, rather than waiting any longer.”
“Ah...maybe you’d rather I wasn’t here for this?” Tseng pushed his chair back, an almost panicked look on his face as he started to stand, before Cloud grabbed hold of his wrist, pulling him back down into his seat.
“You haven’t finished eating. I’ll stop avoiding being alone with you Brangwen, but we can do this some other time.”
“Given that it’s getting close to Brangwen’s fertile time, I don’t think you can.” Brangwen smiled gratefully at Sephiroth, as he pre-empted her objection - Cloud was far more likely to listen to the man he loved than he was to listen to her. “Brangwen, would you rather speak to Cloud in private, or are you comfortable making arrangements with us listening in?”
“If you’re comfortable hearing it, I’m comfortable explaining my plans in front of you. It’s about how I’m going to conceive, so you of all people have the right to hear this Sephiroth.” Brangwen leaned back in her seat, focusing on Cloud, relieved to see that he’d let go of Tseng, so the man could leave if he wanted.
“Well I’m not comfortable being here for this, so I’ll see you both later.” With that Tseng gathered his breakfast and coffee onto a tray and set off for the harem. Brangwen looked over to Sephiroth then, just as he was looking back up, and the faint blush on his cheeks was fading.
“If you’re going to talk timing and frequency I don’t see any problems, but if you want to go into detail on position and technique I’d rather not hear it. I...don’t really find women attractive.” Sephiroth glanced away then, almost as if he was embarrassed or ashamed, but he continued speaking before Brangwen could reassure him. “I’d rather not know the details of what a man does with a woman, and how it differs from what Cloud does with me.”
“I understand. You’re everything a consort should be, and so Cloud is the centre of your life. It isn’t the sort of love I’d want, but it is the stuff of legends.” Brangwen would never say it, but she’d been surprised to realise that Sephiroth could feel desire for Tseng, even if it was born more from a need for comfort than anything else. “All I’ll say about positioning is that I’ll be on my back waiting for Cloud.”
“I see.” Sephiroth sounded pleased by that, and he clearly hadn’t been disturbed by that vague reference.
“But I don’t, not quite. You want me to come to you, but what else? I...know I didn’t do very well last time, and I do want to treat you better.” Now Cloud reached across the table to take her hand, a sad smile on his face.
“I’ll be bluntly honest. There is no way you can make our efforts to produce an heir good for me, no matter what I teach you, so I don’t want to even try, not this time. It isn’t your fault.” And that was a shading of the truth, if not an outright lie. “This...the situation...it’s the sort of thing that brings up all of my issues with sex. I...maybe when we’re trying for our next child we’ll know each other well enough for it to be comfortable for me, but at the moment it’s not going to be good for me when I’m with you, even if you had a concubine’s training in how to pleasure a woman.”
“Right.” Cloud pulled his hand back, swallowing in a way that looked painful. “I...don’t think you want to explain why this is bothering you so much, do you?”
“Not the more personal stuff.” Brangwen might be willing to confide her terror of being treated like nothing more than a brood mare to Sephiroth, but not to Cloud. “But...I trust you, I just don’t really know you enough to be friends with you, let alone feel anything warmer.”
“You too?” Cloud laughed at that. “I was beginning to think I was the only warrior caste who needed more than just lust to really enjoy myself.”
“Not the only one, no. But it is rare. Anyway, I’ll tell you when I’m going to go to bed if I’m fertile, or since Elena’s agreed to help I’ll let Tseng know when I get her, give me an hour with her, then come to me. You won’t need to bother with foreplay, just fuck me, at least once. If you can manage a second time, or more then that would help, but once will be enough if that’s all you can bring yourself to do. Then I’d prefer it if you left so that I can be with Elena again.”
“And I can go back to Sephiroth, yes. Would you rather I left through the harem and came to you openly?”
“That would be best.” Brangwen glanced at Sephiroth, not really surprised by his confidence, but appreciating his consideration for her reputation.
“And knock before you enter, to make sure you won’t be interrupting anything.” Brangwen was amused to see that both men blushed, and she only waited for Cloud’s agreement before she stood to leave.
Series: Final Fantasy VII AU (Cetra Restoration AU, linked here)
Pairing: Brangwen/Cloud, Brangwen/Elena
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If they were mine Aeris and Zack would still be alive, and not just running around in the Lifestream spying on Cloud. Since Aeris and Zack said goodbye to Cloud at the end of AC and disappeared into the Lifestream I guess they aren't mine.
Warnings: AU, polygamy
“Cloud, we need to talk.” Brangwen didn’t really like intruding on Sephiroth and Cloud at breakfast, even if they had Tseng with them as well, but she hadn’t been able to find another way to explain her plans for the next time they tried getting her pregnant.
“What about? And can it wait?” This was why she hadn’t wanted to do this here and now, and from the way he’d stiffened Sephiroth wasn’t very happy either.
“No, not really.” She decided not to wait for an invitation to sit down and took a seat beside Sephiroth reaching to rest one hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry Sephiroth, but I’m not pregnant, so we’ll need to try again this month.”
“I understand. I hoped you’d conceived, but I didn’t really expect it.” Sephiroth seemed to relax a bit at that, turning to her with a faint smile, oddly grateful. “Will you need Cloud tonight then? It...is getting close to that time again isn’t it?”
“Yes, it’s getting close to the right time, but I don’t know if I’ll need Cloud tonight.” Brangwen shrugged, deliberately casual. “I’m no healer caste, to know when I am about to ovulate. I’m regular for a warrior caste, and maybe when it comes to our next child I won’t need to hear from Aeris to know when we need to try, but for now I can’t tell you myself. Cloud, I tried to find another time to speak with you, but you weren’t really available to me.” Brangwen did her best to keep the bitterness from her voice, but she didn’t think she’d succeeded based on the way Tseng and Sephiroth were looking at Cloud now.
“Cloud.” Sephiroth reached across the table to take hold of Cloud’s hand as he spoke. “It’s sweet that you’re so devoted to me, but...Brangwen is your spouse. You shouldn’t make it impossible for her to see you alone. If nothing else you claimed to love her when you refused Rowan based on her breach of contract; do you really want to be caught in a lie like that?” Now he turned to Brangwen, and there was something displeased in those feline eyes of his. “And Brangwen, I appreciate it that you are reluctant to cut into my time with Cloud, but you do have the right to, and for something as important as this you really should.”
“I know.” Brangwen let herself laugh as she spoke. “I should have told Cloud that I needed to talk to him alone when we were all eating together. But I refuse to go searching for him in his bedroom or yours. And at least I came to intrude on the three of you now, rather than waiting any longer.”
“Ah...maybe you’d rather I wasn’t here for this?” Tseng pushed his chair back, an almost panicked look on his face as he started to stand, before Cloud grabbed hold of his wrist, pulling him back down into his seat.
“You haven’t finished eating. I’ll stop avoiding being alone with you Brangwen, but we can do this some other time.”
“Given that it’s getting close to Brangwen’s fertile time, I don’t think you can.” Brangwen smiled gratefully at Sephiroth, as he pre-empted her objection - Cloud was far more likely to listen to the man he loved than he was to listen to her. “Brangwen, would you rather speak to Cloud in private, or are you comfortable making arrangements with us listening in?”
“If you’re comfortable hearing it, I’m comfortable explaining my plans in front of you. It’s about how I’m going to conceive, so you of all people have the right to hear this Sephiroth.” Brangwen leaned back in her seat, focusing on Cloud, relieved to see that he’d let go of Tseng, so the man could leave if he wanted.
“Well I’m not comfortable being here for this, so I’ll see you both later.” With that Tseng gathered his breakfast and coffee onto a tray and set off for the harem. Brangwen looked over to Sephiroth then, just as he was looking back up, and the faint blush on his cheeks was fading.
“If you’re going to talk timing and frequency I don’t see any problems, but if you want to go into detail on position and technique I’d rather not hear it. I...don’t really find women attractive.” Sephiroth glanced away then, almost as if he was embarrassed or ashamed, but he continued speaking before Brangwen could reassure him. “I’d rather not know the details of what a man does with a woman, and how it differs from what Cloud does with me.”
“I understand. You’re everything a consort should be, and so Cloud is the centre of your life. It isn’t the sort of love I’d want, but it is the stuff of legends.” Brangwen would never say it, but she’d been surprised to realise that Sephiroth could feel desire for Tseng, even if it was born more from a need for comfort than anything else. “All I’ll say about positioning is that I’ll be on my back waiting for Cloud.”
“I see.” Sephiroth sounded pleased by that, and he clearly hadn’t been disturbed by that vague reference.
“But I don’t, not quite. You want me to come to you, but what else? I...know I didn’t do very well last time, and I do want to treat you better.” Now Cloud reached across the table to take her hand, a sad smile on his face.
“I’ll be bluntly honest. There is no way you can make our efforts to produce an heir good for me, no matter what I teach you, so I don’t want to even try, not this time. It isn’t your fault.” And that was a shading of the truth, if not an outright lie. “This...the situation...it’s the sort of thing that brings up all of my issues with sex. I...maybe when we’re trying for our next child we’ll know each other well enough for it to be comfortable for me, but at the moment it’s not going to be good for me when I’m with you, even if you had a concubine’s training in how to pleasure a woman.”
“Right.” Cloud pulled his hand back, swallowing in a way that looked painful. “I...don’t think you want to explain why this is bothering you so much, do you?”
“Not the more personal stuff.” Brangwen might be willing to confide her terror of being treated like nothing more than a brood mare to Sephiroth, but not to Cloud. “But...I trust you, I just don’t really know you enough to be friends with you, let alone feel anything warmer.”
“You too?” Cloud laughed at that. “I was beginning to think I was the only warrior caste who needed more than just lust to really enjoy myself.”
“Not the only one, no. But it is rare. Anyway, I’ll tell you when I’m going to go to bed if I’m fertile, or since Elena’s agreed to help I’ll let Tseng know when I get her, give me an hour with her, then come to me. You won’t need to bother with foreplay, just fuck me, at least once. If you can manage a second time, or more then that would help, but once will be enough if that’s all you can bring yourself to do. Then I’d prefer it if you left so that I can be with Elena again.”
“And I can go back to Sephiroth, yes. Would you rather I left through the harem and came to you openly?”
“That would be best.” Brangwen glanced at Sephiroth, not really surprised by his confidence, but appreciating his consideration for her reputation.
“And knock before you enter, to make sure you won’t be interrupting anything.” Brangwen was amused to see that both men blushed, and she only waited for Cloud’s agreement before she stood to leave.
