Characters: Cloud, Sephiroth, Rufus

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Sexual themes, language

Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.

Summary: Act like you want it, and you just might get it.

"I need you to do something for me." Rufus Shinra lounged on his couch, the butter soft leather caressing his naked skin.

Cloud swallowed and looked up. Removing the swollen dick from his mouth, Cloud sighed, "Do you have to try to engage me in conversation now? I'm a little busy." He licked a long, wet swath up the pulsing flesh in front of him.

Rufus smiled and licked his dry lips. "Fine, finish me off and we'll talk about it later."

"Nooo, we won't. Now I want to know what was so important that you interrupted a blow job for it." The blond brought himself from his kneeling position to flop onto the couch. He grabbed a throw blanket from the back and threw it over Rufus' lap. "Ok, so what is it?"

Rufus sighed. He really should have thought before he spoke, but something about having his dick in that hot little mouth left brain function by the way side. "You aren't going to like it."

Cloud rolled his eyes. "So. If you really cared that I wasn't going to like it you wouldn't have brought it up."

"You're smarter than you look," Rufus smirked

Cloud swatted him and glared.

"Anyway," Rufus continued, "I need you to go on a…mission of sorts. The good General is getting rather uncontrollable. It's like walking on eggshells, and I'm getting tired of it. I want you to sleep with him."

Cloud's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He closed his mouth with a sharp snap and brought his pointed finger to jab at Rufus' chest. "I," jab, "am," jab, "not," jab, "your whore!" jabjabjab.

"No, you're my boyslut," Rufus smiled and grabbed Cloud's jabbing finger. "And I'm fairly certain this isn't the worst thing I could ask you to do."

"I don't fucking care!" Cloud bellowed, jerking his hand back. "You're an asshole. I'm not sleeping with someone just to smooth out your business life."

"Cloud," Rufus said, smile disappearing. He grasped Cloud's hands and held them between his own. "All jokes aside, I think he needs it. He's more tightly wound than…well…I can't even come up with an appropriate metaphor. He needs to relax before he blows up and kills everyone."

Clouds face was still pouting and angry, but beginning to show signs of intrigue. "So, basically, he needs to get laid."

"Exactly."

Curiosity. "Why me?"

"I don't know anyone else who could be better. You make me forget about all the stress in my life. You make me smile. You're an unbelievable fuck…I think you would be good for him."

"Still…"

"I'm buying you a condo by Icicle Inn. Right by the slopes with a private ski lift. Not far from the downtown area and the main lodge. I'm going to order him to go there with you to…be your bodyguard as it were."

Blue eyes alit with sheer, unadulterated happiness. "You finally got me the condo I wanted?" A nod. "The one with the hot tub and the antler chandeliers and the reindeer petting zoo?" Another nod. Cloud screamed hysterically and hugged the other blond.

"I take it you're pleased?" Rufus said dryly, voice muffled by fluffy blond hair.

"Beyond," Cloud sighed happily. "But you know, he's never going to fall for any cock and bull story about me needing a body guard. And why would you send the General of the fucking army to protect someone he sees as an over-paid whore?"

Sometimes, Rufus forgot how shrewd Cloud was underneath the veneer of bubbly blond boy-toy.

"I guess I can't put anything past you, can I?"

Cloud snorted and leaned back against the couch. "Well?"

Rufus sighed, realizing he was well and truly beyond the point of no return. He wasn't getting that blowjob finished any time soon.

"Truth is," Rufus sighed, standing up and retrieving his pants, "you really will need a bodyguard. I have lots of enemies, Cloud. And just the other day…" he moved to a small desk that served as a mail and junk holder. The blond used a key from the key-ring he pulled from his pants to unlock one of the many drawers. An envelope was extracted that Rufus opened and pulled a letter out of. "This," Rufus said, waving the letter in the air, "is a death threat, yadda yadda letter. I get them all the time, all of them are crap. This one isn't any different, except they're threatening you. If I don't pay their ransom, they're apparently going to kill you."

Cloud's eyes widened and he stood up to grab the letter from Rufus. His eyes widened as he read through the letter. His jaw dropped. "These people are disgusting!"

"Disgusting and full of crap," Rufus agreed. "Normally, I'd have the Turks track this down and nip it in the bud, but this time I'm going to…" Rufus raised his eyebrows. "let it play out a little. Pretend that this is more than some amateur looking for an easy stash of gil."

"How do you know they're not an amateur?" Cloud asked dubiously.

Rufus chuckled. "I've already had the Turks check it out. Total crap. Nobodies looking for what they think is easy money."

"But…Sephiroth doesn't know that."

"No, he doesn't," Rufus agreed. "All he will know is that we're going to set a trap for a dangerous and tricky gang of adversaries."

"So…I'll be safe," Cloud wanted reassured.

"As safe as my bank account. And anyway, do you really think anything would get past Sephiroth, even if this was real?"

Cloud nodded and put down the paper. "So…a trap?"

"Attract the bad guys to you. Make you seem vulnerable," Rufus waved his hand from one statement to the other, "Sephiroth saves you. You're so grateful for the rescue, you'd do anything to thank him."

"You make me sound like a good actor."

Rufus sat down and put his arm around Cloud's shoulder. "Baby, you've been lying to me and yourself from day one. I think you can pull this off."

Cloud blushed and pushed Rufus' arm off. "What am I lying about?"

"You're telling yourself," Rufus said as he leaned in to Cloud's ear, "that you don't mind being treated like a thing. That you don't mind paying your way in sex. You don't care that I bought you from an under-plate bordello."

Cloud looked away. "I'm better off now."

Rufus turned the blond head back to face him. "I know you are, baby. And you know that I'd give you anything for what you do for me."

The young blond turned his face into the hand that cradled it. "I know."

"Alright then," Rufus said with gentle finality. "You'll fuck the General, and make him a little less uptight."

Cloud giggled quietly.

Rufus smiled and kissed Cloud's cheek. "And you can name your reward."

"And I get to keep the condo, too?"

"And you can keep the condo, too."

Cloud grinned brightly. "You're going to really regret that."