Conflicting Characters

I've realised how much my characters resembles Christian Grey in 50 Shades, and I hate that book, but this is based lightly off of my own experience. Here comes the sex… ;)

I apologise for the delayed update, for whatever reason I really struggled with this, and have been incredibly ill; but without further ado, please enjoy!

Diminished Flower

There was not an inclination of hope remaining for the blonde, as he reluctantly faced the situation presented to him and found himself position directly in front of the man who was inevitably about to destroy his remaining shred of innocence. The intensity of the moment tore at him relentlessly, and filled Cloud with an overwhelming sense of regret; although his heart ached to claim Sephiroth as his own. It was the first time in his entire existence that the blonde had found himself unable to make a conscious decision; was he prepared for the situation at hand, and more importantly, did he genuinely feel ready to offer himself entirely to someone? Regardless of the answer he would be presented with, it was already much too late to turn back, and as the General glared down at him with impatient eyes, the blonde confirmed his fate for the last time.

The situation had escalated ridiculously; Cloud struggled to comprehend that he was currently in Sephiroth's apartment, and most importantly, in his bedroom.

Sephiroth remained unnerved throughout and merely watched in amusement as the blonde approached him unsurely and gazed up at him with an innocent expression. The vulnerability washed across Cloud's face sent the General into frenzy; he loved nothing more than to dominate and manipulate his victim. Although he had slept with a generous number of people, Sephiroth had not previously encountered anyone quite as 'innocent' as the blonde. There had been many nervous people stood before him, reluctant to make the first move; however, none had ever appeared as delicate and breakable. It both fascinated him and heightened his want to be the first to experience the blonde. The fact that no man had before experienced Cloud made him all the more desperate to claim him as his own.

The General leaned forward and clasped his hands against the blonde's golden hair with an aching impatience. Initially, he proceeded to force Cloud's face towards his own and waste no further time teasing him. However, without intention, Sephiroth found himself running his fingers delicately against the blonde's cheek as he became unwillingly lost in the man's eyes. The two blue orbs before him were positively glowing, and held much greater emotion that fear and desire… there was something else hidden in them.

Sephiroth became frozen to the spot, as he involuntarily gazed into the blonde's eyes and became overwhelmed by their intensity. It was as if he were gazing directly into Cloud's soul, and although he prided himself on being able to read others, there had never been such raw honesty presented to him. The General watched in awe as Cloud's eyes burned with a passion that could not be blamed on lust or sexual satisfaction…

... The blonde looked at him as if he were utterly and irrevocably in love.

It was the same look he had once given Angeal and had long forgotten over the past few months. Sephiroth's previous sexual partners had undoubtedly been obsessed and infatuated with him; however this was something entirely new. The General returned the blonde's intense stare and could recognise that same passion he himself had once held. All of the previous emotions he had felt with Angeal came rushing back, and filled the man with deep concern. What on earth was Cloud Strife thinking? Why did he look at him like that, despite the monster he was?

"Is something wrong?"

Sephiroth's eyes violently sprung open and stared dumbfounded at the figure before him.

Although the General remained shaken, and failed to comprehend the blonde's motives, there was no further time to delay the inevitable. The look of adoration amidst Cloud's eyes made him positively sick, and he yearned to destroy the love of which the blonde was displaying to him. The feelings Cloud portrayed brought back too many memories, and too much questioning, which he would rather forget. It was the first time any sexual partner had made him pause in his actions, and the General loathed that he had been distracted by such a thing.

Sephiroth abruptly recalled his original motive and snatched the blonde's hair between his fingers, forcing their faces together as he had initially planned to do. Although Cloud was taken aback by the action, he complied with it regardless and paused before the General's lips. The blonde would have to question the reason for Sephiroth's unusual display of affection at a later time; there was evidently no room for thought as the General pressed their lips together and caused the blonde to release a moan against his mouth.

Cloud was unable to catch his breath, as he felt Sephiroth's lips enclose around his and cause the entire world to temporarily stop around them. There were excruciating butterflies in his stomach, which were no longer as a result of nerves. The blonde was over excited, and felt his entire body ache to be claimed by the General. Sephiroth brushed his tongue against the blonde's and snickered as he felt Cloud's stomach arch towards him and clash their bodies together. The noises the blonde made were so innocent, so gentle, each and every groan that echoed throughout Sephiroth's room caused his crotch to throb impatiently.

Sephiroth pulled out from the blonde's mouth and glared down at him breathlessly, satisfied that the blonde no longer looked up at him with love; there was nothing there now but lust.

The General became frantic, lowering his lips to Cloud's open neck and panting heavily against him. "I want you to beg for this," he growled, allowing one hand to grip at the blonde's head and push the skin towards his teeth. The blonde practically screamed, throwing his head back against his shoulders as he felt Sephiroth bury his head against his neck and bite down, as if he were consuming a meal, leaving a mark deep enough to tear at the skin. Cloud did not comprehend how loud he was being, before watching the General's free hand push firmly against his mouth as to silence him. The blonde unintentionally tensed at that, and chewed Sephiroth's hand as the pleasure began to drive him mad.

It wasn't until the man snatched himself backwards that the blonde realised the extent of his actions. Cloud gasped to himself, as he acknowledged the sight of blood before him. Although the injury was insignificant, the guilty overwhelmed him regardless, as did the fear.

"I-I'm sorry," the blonde apologised, looking down at Sephiroth's hand, which now had teeth marks buried into it.

The General did not bother to look at the damage, and neglected the throbbing ache in his hand that the blonde had caused. Sephiroth's eyes were focused only on Cloud, who whimpered as he recognised the look of anger burning in the man's eyes. The General was overwhelmed with passion and animalistic behaviour; Sephiroth no longer appeared composed and in control of the situation. Cloud feared he had genuinely upset him, and became overwhelmed with sadness and regret. Although that sadness was soon diminished, as the blonde felt Sephiroth's hardness dig against him, and confirm a twisted thought indeed.

Was it possible that Sephiroth enjoyed sexual pain? Had the blonde excited him by hurting him?

The blonde went to question Sephiroth, but became unable to release even a sound of discomfort as his breath was stolen away and left him temporarily stunned. Cloud could merely watch in disbelief as Sephiroth threw two hands against his stomach and lurched him towards the wall, allowing the blonde's head to slam violently against it. The initial pain overwhelmed him, as the back of his skull collided with the wall and sent an indescribable pain rushing across his body. There was not a single recognisable thing before the blonde, other than the emotionless expression that Sephiroth threw. The General was unfazed by the way in which he had handled the blonde, finding Cloud's suffering all the more endearing.

The blonde attempted to reach his hand to the back of his head and soothe the aching, but was prevented from doing so by Sephiroth, who reached out towards his lips and began kissing him impatiently. All of the pain seemed to disappear, as Cloud allowed Sephiroth to explore his mouth and snake a hand down his stomach. The two of them quickly became breathless, and struggled to maintain composure as they panted against each other's lips. Sephiroth forced himself to calm down, as the blonde moaned against him, and released sounds of submission and pure innocence.

"The things you do to me, Cloud Strife…" he repeated in his head.

The blonde continued to return Sephiroth's kisses with equal fervour, and began analysing the way in which the man kissed him. Sephiroth's kisses were rough, but somehow gentle, and echoed the experience he had under his belt. It was as if the General was stealing Cloud's soul with each and every move of his lips, as the blonde became all the more under his spell.

Sephiroth inched away from the blonde's mouth, grinning as he watched Cloud frown at the sudden loss of contact. The blonde's eyes remained closed as he leaned forward and closed in on Sephiroth's lips, attempting to reclaim them and continue kissing him. However, the General firmly pushed the blonde's chin against his fingers, causing Cloud's eyes to spring open in confusion.

"We appear to have a problem," Sephiroth highlighted, leaning in to utter the sentence against the blonde's lips, teasing him, positioning himself close enough to brush their lips together, although not close enough to give the man what he desired.

Cloud moaned in impatience, and bit his lip in response, which served to rile the General up all the more. The blonde was unintentionally creating a dangerous, dangerous, atmosphere. Sephiroth clenched his fist as the image of Cloud teething his lips sent him animalistic, and almost caused him to deny all self control and throw the blonde against the bed.

"It would appear…" he whispered, kissing the blonde between each word he uttered. "That you are… still... entirely clothed…"

Sephiroth was barely able to finish the sentence, before he felt his hands clasp around the blonde's shirt and violently tear it off. The material was discarded and thrown across the bedroom, landing helplessly against the General's floor. Cloud was unable to feel embarrassed or self-conscious at his exposed stomach, before the General began immediately removing further clothing, working impatiently at his jeans as the blonde watched in bemusement. However, that bemusement quickly turned to fear, as Cloud recognised what the removal of his jeans was ultimately lead to…

Sephiroth slid himself down the blonde's stomach, as he pulled the jeans down in unison and revealed the prize that the blonde so desperately wanted to keep concealed. As the General's knees rested onto the carpet, he paused his lips before Cloud's stomach, before tracing kisses down towards his shaking thighs. The blonde bucked his hips in response, forcing the hardness between his legs against Sephiroth, who growled in response. Although Sephiroth had initially planned to tease him, and have the blonde beg for mercy, he could not ignore the sight before him, and instead opted to head straight for his target.

There was something similar to a strangled cry escaping from Cloud's lips as he watched Sephiroth roll out his tongue and slip it against his hardness. The man began from the base of his length, before agonisingly rolling up towards the tip, and licking the sensitive head. Sephiroth's motions were greedy, and the blonde watched in lust and amazement as the General wrapped his lips around the tip and sucked it delicately, holding tightly onto Cloud's legs as to prevent him from thrusting himself into his mouth.

"No self control…" Sephiroth whispered against him, the coldness of his breath causing the blonde to shriek out in both discomfort and pleasure.

Cloud did not anticipate he would respond, but found himself pleading to the man between his legs. "Please…" he gasped, wincing as the man continued to tease him.

The General ignored the blonde's pleas, and continued to move his lips against the tip, genuinely enjoying the feel of Cloud inside his mouth. Although he wasn't entirely inside yet, and Sephiroth ached to taste the man, feel the man and most importantly, consume him.

"Oh… s-shit…" Cloud gasped, throwing his head back against the wall as he felt his length throb against the newfound sensation, as Sephiroth slid his mouth around the prize and swallowed him whole. The pain in his skull returned, although the blonde was far too pre-occupied to notice, or care.

Sephiroth forced his head further against the blonde, and found himself taking the entire length in, pausing momentarily to allow the blonde to truly experience it. This was Cloud's first interrupted sexual experience, and he wanted him to reel in the moment. The General hummed to himself, and as predicted, the sensation of it caused the blonde to buck his hips and force himself even further inside Sephiroth's mouth. The man almost choked, proceeding to pull out from his current position, and begin slowly rocking his head back and forth, allowing his tongue to dance across the blonde's length as he did so.

Cloud was unable to comprehend how utterly amazing the feeling was; it brought him close to release, and he desperately tried to prevent himself from finishing in Sephiroth's mouth. The man was evidently preparing more than this for him, and the blonde feared he would displease him if we were to release so soon. Sephiroth sensed the blonde's discomfort, pulling out entirely and tilting his head as to face the blonde.

"Ugh…"

The blonde gazed down at Sephiroth, utterly lost in the moment, appreciating the sight of him positioned between his legs. Cloud analysed the way in which the General's lips glistened, and the current closeness between the man's mouth and his length. The blonde considered himself the luckiest man in existence, and yearned to take a photograph to keep with him forever.

I've just received a blowjob from the General!

What would Zack make of such behaviour?

The blonde wanted nothing more than to slide against the wall and allow himself to melt into the carpet. However, Sephiroth had other plans entirely, and as predicted, he desired personal sexual release, which the blonde had yet to give him. Cloud watched with glazed expression as the General pulled himself upwards and made his way towards the bed, ushering for the blonde to join him. Although he lacked the strength to do so, the blonde found himself complying with the order and positioned himself directly besides Sephiroth.

"On the bed," Sephiroth ordered, allowing himself to truly appreciate the blonde's bare figure.

Cloud clumsily crawled on top of the bed sheets, positioning himself on his back, and covering the exposed half of his body with his hands. The General snarled at that, straddling the blonde without warning and proceeding to pull his hands towards his sides. When Cloud moaned in response, the General leaned his face towards him and firmly addressed him.

"I will not allow you to hide yourself," he told him, snaking his attention across the blonde's body as he did so. "I want to be able to look at you; you are mine, do you understand?"

Cloud smiled sweetly up at him, although remained unconfident and embarrassed.

The General leaned himself upwards once more, pausing their activity momentarily to truly appreciate the blonde. Sephiroth adored the male body in every describable way, and enjoyed tracing each and every inch with his intrusive eyes. However, he rarely took the time to look this intensely and take a moment to ensure he had witnessed all that was presented to him.

… The blonde blew him away.

Sephiroth began analysing Cloud's porcelain skin, which resembled that of an angel; the uttermost definition of innocence. The blonde was skinny, almost feminine, and the definition it gave him drove the General to insanity. Cloud's expression remained vulnerable, his eyes positively glowing and filling Sephiroth with an unusual warmth. Although he loathed to admit it, the General could not deny that the man was beautiful. Not sexy, or merely attractive, no; he was beautiful. Sephiroth had never been sexually involved with anyone this…

… This?

The General felt the blood rise within him, as the feeling of deep anger and shame overwhelmed him. What the fuck was he doing? Complementing the kid, and taking the time to ponder over all of his features. Why did he believe him to be beautiful?

What was he doing?

Sephiroth quickly avoided any further deep thought, and wrapped two hands loosely around the blonde's neck. It was always like this; if the General displayed any humanity or care, he would immediately have the urge to hurt something, anything. The thought of considering Cloud to be 'beautiful' sickened him, and the thought left his brain as quickly as it had arrived.

However, Sephiroth did not proceed to tighten his grip, or hurt the blonde. It was merely a show of dominance, and an action to fulfill his twisted desires. Oh, how inviting Cloud looked struggling against his grip… the man belonged to him, always, only him.

"That's better," Sephiroth thought, feeling like his old self once more.

Cloud threw him an uneasy expression, unsure as to why the General was displaying such aggression all of a sudden. The blonde had recognised how abruptly the man could change; it disheartened him a little and confused him greatly. Was he somehow bipolar?

Although it didn't matter; all Cloud now wanted to experience the real thing. After Sephiroth's previous show of skill and his ability to make the blonde almost finish merely from his mouth, the blonde was intrigued to at last experience sex for himself, with the most appealing man of all.

Sephiroth removed a single hand from the blonde's neck, and proceeded to stroke it against his cheek with a mixture of softness and harshness. The blonde delicately lifted against him, and ignored the look of emptiness amidst Sephiroth's face… his eyes were soulless once more.

"Are you ready for this?" the General asked him, although the answer would be irrelevant.

Cloud nodded up at him, although feared he would never be prepared for such a thing.

It appeared the General doubted the blonde also. "I imagine you are not ready for me," he informed him, allowing his touch to harshen. "But I will have you, Cloud Strife, and you will learn to handle whatever comes your way, understood?"

The blonde felt crushed by Sephiroth's dark tone, but agreed regardless.

"I'm ready."

Ugh, this was so difficult to write, I fear it wasn't at all sexy and erotic.

Apologies to leave it on a cliff hanger AGAIN ;) I just didn't want to leave you waiting for months - the sex will continue in the next chapter, which I will endeavour to post in the next week!

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