A/N: Because so many people over on AO3 requested a morning after to the drunk Sefikura sexings, here is the ridiculously fluffy sequel for you. No, seriously. So much fluff. It's not just fluff, it's outright schmoop at times. Get ur toothpaste ready, the cavities are real.

(It's also kind of all over the place, because I've been writing this in fragments over the last week and my mood has been up and down like a goddamn rollercoaster because how the fuck do I deal with exams like a rational person. So it might be a little choppy. Exams would also be the reason I've been MIA a little bit recently.)

'Ow,' was Cloud's first, reluctant thought. 'Fuck,' was the second.

He couldn't quite make sense of what his body was telling him. On the one hand, his head felt like it was about to pound out of his skull. On the other… he felt the most relaxed he'd felt in years, well-rested, like he could just melt into the mattress with satisfaction. If it wasn't for the headache, he would have called it glowing.

The bed was warm and comfortable and inviting, as was the man Cloud was curled up against—oh.

For a moment, Cloud's entire body tensed. He'd obviously got drunk… but not so drunk that he couldn't remember what had happened, and Cloud melted into Sephiroth's embrace as memories returned. Some of it was a little fuzzy around the edges, but he definitely remembered.

Oh, Gaia. He'd slept with Sephiroth. And it had been amazing.

Even despite his headache, Cloud found a huge grin spreading across his face. He burrowed himself against Sephiroth's shoulder to try to hide it.

"Good morning," Sephiroth rumbled, stirred by Cloud's movements. His voice was low and rough with sleep, but he certainly sounded pleased enough to find Cloud is his bed. "How are you feeling?"

Cloud thought that may have been a laugh beneath Sephiroth's question.

"Amazing," Cloud sighed. "Nn. I mean, the headache isn't fun, but…" He was happy. So, so happy. It kinda drowned out everything else.

Sephiroth leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of Cloud's head. "I'm not surprised. You did seem rather heavily intoxicated last night." He sounded far more serious all of a sudden. "You do recall—"

Cloud felt a touch of heat rising to his cheeks. "I recall," he reassured Sephiroth. He also recalled how forward he'd been, and that was definitely embarrassing in hindsight. "I don't regret a thing, though."

"I'm glad."

They shifted together, getting more comfortable now that they were both awake. Cloud wriggled in Sephiroth's arms, settling so that he was half draped over the man. Sephiroth's hands leisurely ran along Cloud's sides, eventually coming to rest at the small of Cloud's back.

Cloud was more than content to just lie like that, basking in Sephiroth's closeness. It was peaceful and still, the silent closeness intimate in its own right.

Not moving also had the added benefit of not aggravating Cloud's headache – it was a dull, insistent ache, painful but not debilitating so. After the shit all SOLDIERs had to go through as part of their training – being pushed to their limits and further, fighting on even while injured as long as the wound wasn't mortal – a stupid headache was pretty easy to push aside.

Sephiroth's fingers meandered up Cloud's spine. "Shall I fetch you some water?"

"Hn?" Cloud hummed, close to dozing.

"You mentioned a headache. It is likely only dehydration – a SOLDIERs enhanced healing capacity will quickly mitigate any of cellular damage caused by alcohol toxicity, but sadly even we cannot produce additional water out of nowhere. Once your body is supplied with what it requires, it should be quick to recover."

"Sephiroth…"

"Yes?"

Cloud closed his eyes again. "That was far too many long words for this time of morning."

Sephiroth chuckled; Cloud could feel the way his chest shook with the sound. His eyes were far too amused, and far too awake. "I'll get you that water."

Cloud moaned softly as Sephiroth's warmth left him. Then he shook himself. Maybe it was for the best for Sephiroth to leave for a moment – Cloud needed a chance for his brain to wake up. He was already acting far too clingy and needy, and he didn't even have being drunk as an excuse anymore.

Last night had been fun for both of them, there was no doubt about that. But Cloud didn't know if Sephiroth wanted anything more than a one-night stand. How was he supposed to act? Would they just go back to being friends?

It would still have been worth it, and even being friends was more than Cloud could have dreamed of. But he still wanted more. He wanted this to be a permanent thing. Being lovers.

Cloud rubbed his eyes and stretched out on the bed, trying to get some life back into his muscles. Until he knew how Sephiroth felt about it, he'd just… be chill.

"Well," Sephiroth purred upon his return. He stood in the doorway, holding a glass of water that he put aside for Cloud. It was only then Cloud realised that, while Sephiroth had apparently found the time to put sleep pants on at some point, Cloud himself was still entirely naked, and in his stretching he'd managed to knock the covers aside. It left his body very much on display. Sephiroth seemed to be enjoying the sight, though.

Cloud had enough of his inhibitions back to blush brightly, slumping back down into the mattress and hastily pulling the covers back up to hide himself. He didn't get very far – Sephiroth climbed onto the bed, crawling up towards Cloud, and his knees pulled the covers right back off.

For a moment Cloud thought Sephiroth was going to kiss him – their eyes locked, and Sephiroth leaned in with that self-satisfied smile on his face. He lowered his lips at the last moment, nuzzling instead at Cloud's throat.

"Ohh," Cloud said dazedly.

Maybe he'd been worrying for nothing. It certainly seemed like Sephiroth had no intention of returning to simply being friends.

Cloud shivered beneath Sephiroth's attentions. By the time he drew away, there was a deep red kiss-mark adorning Cloud's throat.

Sephiroth picked up the water again. "Drink," he said.

Feeling more than a little flustered, Cloud did as he was directed. Sephiroth piled the pillows up against the headboard so they could both lounge there, comfortable but mostly upright. Cloud ended up leaning his weight against Sephiroth's side again.

The water did help, Cloud found. After he finished the first glass, Sephiroth got him another. Cloud sipped at it gradually, but was more interested in Sephiroth by that point. Their hands tangled together, resting against Sephiroth's thigh. Sephiroth's fingers would trace the sensitive skin of Cloud's inner wrist, or his thumb would brush over Cloud's knuckles. Cloud toyed with Sephiroth's hair where the strands fell forward, gently wrapping it around his fingers or putting little braids in.

Somewhere along the way, he found his headache had mostly abated. Unfortunately, as the pain trickled away Cloud became much more aware of the other small irritations his body demanded he pay attention to. He really needed to pee, for one. He desperately needed a shower as well, skin itchy with various dried bodily fluids on him.

Cloud sighed heavily. He didn't want this to end, the gentle affections and quiet intimacy.

He nudged his head against Sephiroth's shoulder. "I should go get cleaned up," he said with clear reluctance.

Sephiroth's eyes fell to Cloud's stomach, which was still marred with patches of the dried, flaky evidence of last night's release. "Perhaps you should," Sephiroth agreed lightly. Not that Cloud didn't look good like that; naked, sex-mussed hair, messy and debauched. His eyes took on a wicked glint. "Perhaps I should join you."

Cloud grinned. He pressed a light peck against Sephiroth's lips. "Just gimme a sec, I gotta pee first."

Cloud had been around Sephiroth's apartment more than enough times to be able to find the bathroom. He freshened up as best he could – he didn't exactly have a toothbrush, and he wasn't about to use one of Sephiroth's, but he gave his mouth a rinse with mouthwash. If Sephiroth was going to join him in the shower, Cloud wanted to make sure he was ready to share kisses without worrying about morning breath.

He finished getting sorted out and was futilely trying to finger-brush his hair into submission when the knock on the door came.

"I'm good, you can come in."

Sephiroth did so, joining Cloud in front of the mirror and wrapping his arms around Cloud's waist. He kissed the back of Cloud's neck.

"Would you be happy if we showered together?" Sephiroth asked.

The question seemed a little redundant at this point, but Cloud appreciated Sephiroth taking the time to check anyway. "Very happy," Cloud said.

Sephiroth stripped his sleep pants off – the only item of clothing between them – and tied his hair up in a bun, and then they were stepping into the spray of warm water together.

Cloud stared. He couldn't help it – he'd never had a good look at Sephiroth with his hair up before. He tied it back sometimes for sparring, and the high ponytail was certainly very handsome as well, but Cloud only ever got to see that from a distance. He looked even more gorgeous with his hair tied back. Maybe it was because it made Sephiroth's face stand out more, only highlighting how ethereal and beautiful the man was.

And then—Cloud's eyes dropped. Sephiroth's body was equally as beautiful, and now it was naked and wet and right there in front of him. The way the rivulets of water ran over his taut muscles was just sinful.

Cloud bit his lip, heat pooling in his gut from the sight alone. Well, he figured both of them had known that there wouldn't be much showering getting done anyway.

He rested his hands on Sephiroth's chest, drawn in inexorably. Sephiroth's hands settled on Cloud's hips in return. A moment later they were kissing.

Cloud moaned into Sephiroth's mouth, gasping at the sudden intensity of it.

The way Sephiroth kissed made Cloud's knees feel weak. It was deep and heated and passionate, but still slow. Sephiroth refused to be rushed, thoroughly exploring Cloud's mouth at his own torturous pace, lingering over the spots that made Cloud shiver.

It was absolutely maddening, but absolutely amazing at the same time. It was only fair Cloud return the favour.

Their legs tangled together, arms wrapping around each other and sliding over wet skin. Cloud's hardening cock was pressed against Sephiroth's thigh, and he couldn't resist the slow roll of his hips to grind against him.

Cloud shivered. "Sephiroth, mm…"

He could feel Sephiroth's cock too, hard and pressed against Cloud's stomach. Fuck, that was hot.

"Cloud," Sephiroth purred in return.

"Feels so good," Cloud murmured in between peppering Sephiroth's lips with soft, messy kisses. "Being with you."

Because that's what it was. They hadn't even done all that much, just leisurely making out together. That was certainly enjoyable, no doubt about that, but what made it – what really left Cloud breathless and heady with want – was that it was Sephiroth. He could let his guard down and just enjoy every moment. Because he trusted this man, maybe even—

Cloud realised what he about to think and stopped himself short. Fuck. He was going way too fast. He had been going to think that maybe he even loved Sephiroth… he'd only drunkenly slept with the man once, for Shiva's sake!

But they had been friends for years, another part of Cloud reminded himself. Zack and Sephiroth were his best friends in the world. Cloud would have had no qualms in admitting he loved Zack, though obviously not in the same way. And he loved Sephiroth. He had for a long time. This was just… going to be a new aspect to their relationship, built on the foundations of everything that was already there.

He loved Sephiroth as a friend, and it would hardly take any time at all to come to love him as more as well. He'd got a pretty good start on that already, he thought with a laugh.

Cloud's grip on Sephiroth tightened, his arms wrapped around Sephiroth's shoulders. It was still too early to say such things, Cloud thought, but when he smiled and kissed Sephiroth with all the tenderness and passion he possessed, Cloud hoped he got the sentiment across without words.

Sephiroth growled into Cloud's mouth in response, and Cloud gasped as he suddenly found himself pressed insistently up against the tiled wall. Sephiroth's hands lowered to Cloud's ass, pulling him up, and Cloud's obligingly locked his legs around Sephiroth's waist. The position pressed their erections flush together, and Cloud groaned as the contact sent sparks of heat shuddering through him.

"Mmm, fuck."

Cloud had very much enjoyed their lazy, leisurely make-out session, but this was good too. Gods, yes, this was good.

Sephiroth's touch had turned more possessive, demanding. The kisses grew harder – as did a certain other part of Cloud's anatomy, hah.

He rolled his hips against Sephiroth's, grinding their cocks together. Sephiroth's fingers dug deeper into Cloud's thighs, keeping him there, as close as they could possibly get to each other. Cloud arched into the contact, his nails raking across Sephiroth's back.

Sephiroth frowned. "The lube is still in the bedroom."

Cloud stared at him for a moment, then laughed breathlessly. "How did you… ahh, not realise that we'd probably end up needing it if we got naked and wet together?"

"It seemed presumptuous to expect you to want more. You were intoxicated last night, which may have affected your judgement—"

Cloud took Sephiroth's face between his hands and kissed him thoroughly. "You're fucking stupid," he said.

Sephiroth pulled away, taken aback. Cloud nudged his forehead against Sephiroth's, still laughing softly as he drew the man back in.

"How is it not obvious that I want you? So much more than just some drunk one-night stand." Had Sephiroth really not worked it out from the gentle, easy affections they'd been sharing all morning, and how eager Cloud was for this as well?

"Oh," Sephiroth said.

"Stupid," Cloud repeated, teasingly tugging on one of Sephiroth's bangs.

Maybe that was hypocritical – he'd had exactly the same doubts earlier himself. But it was worth it when Sephiroth responded to the teasing by shoving Cloud back against the wall and kissing him completely breathless.

Cloud moaned as Sephiroth's hand closed around both their cocks. Sephiroth leaned in, teeth grazing against Cloud's earlobe. "Will this suffice for the time being?" he said, voice low, as he slowly pumped their cocks together.

"Yyyyees," Cloud hissed.

He spared a hand to join Sephiroth's, their fingers colliding as Cloud took hold of their cocks as well. Maybe it was to try and encourage Sephiroth to pick up the pace, because his slow, languid strokes felt like the most pleasurable kind of torture imaginable. It felt so good, but Cloud needed more.

Sephiroth refused to be hurried, murmuring filthy encouragement to Cloud as he arched in Sephiroth's arms. The friction of their cocks pressed together, of Sephiroth's hand around him, his whole world narrowing down to heat and want… it didn't take Cloud long before he was on the edge. But it wasn't enough to take him over.

"Please," Cloud gasped. He was panting, pressed between the hard wall behind him and Sephiroth's equally hard body, hips twitching as those strokes to his cock sent shocks of pleasure through his body. Sephiroth's eyes were on him, dark with lust and wicked amusement. He was teasing on purpose, Cloud realised, loving the way Cloud looked as he was driven to desperation.

Cloud's fingers tightened around Sephiroth's, and around their cocks. "More," he begged.

Sephiroth let out a low moan. He was hard as hell as well, and this time when Cloud moved to increase the pace of their mutual masturbation, Sephiroth allowed it.

Cloud's preferred pace was faster, almost rough. Sephiroth hardly minded; he tightened his grip to match, jerking the both of them off with single-minded intent. When he kissed Cloud again, it was hot and hard and bruising. His teeth toyed with Cloud's bottom lip as he pulled away.

"S-seph! Nn, I'm gonna…"

"Go ahead," Sephiroth rumbled.

Cloud wanted them to come together, but he didn't think he could hold out much longer. Not with the way Sephiroth was touching him.

Cloud slammed his eyes shut, groaning emphatically. His face was flushed bright red, his hair in even more of a disarray than it had started out as. His head fell back, hitting the tile, but he was too caught up in the moment to particularly notice or care.

"Fuck," Cloud whimpered. He wrapped his arm around Sephiroth's shoulders, clinging desperately to the man while his other hand pumped between their legs.

Sephiroth kissed Cloud hungrily as Cloud trembled, crying out as he reached his peak.

"Gods," Sephiroth said, and the noise he made then was definitely a moan. His voice was low and rough. "You don't know how good you look when you come."

"Nng…"

Sephiroth kept stroking Cloud through his orgasm and the shuddering aftershocks. Just a little more, a little harder…

Cloud couldn't help but thing Sephiroth looking fucking incredible when he came as well. The flush of skin, the way strands of his hair clung to him, eyes half-closed and lips parted with pleasure.

"Ohh," Sephiroth breathed, and the sound of it was like pure sex. Cloud's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't resist kissing Sephiroth as if he could steal those small, precious noises to keep for himself forever.

He made a few small broken, overstimulated noises of his own as Sephiroth kept frotting against him, until they were both too spent to do anything but rest their foreheads together and remember how to breathe.

Sephiroth let go of Cloud, letting him slide back down to the ground. He stayed leaning against the wall for a moment longer though, not sure his shaky legs were quite ready to take his weight.

As they finally parted from each other, it became clear that both of their stomachs were covered in their own and each other's jizz, and Cloud laughed.

"So much for getting cleaned up," he said, a little dazedly still. "We just made even more mess."

"What did you expect," Sephiroth purred, echoing Cloud's own words back, "if we got naked and wet together?"

Cloud grinned. "It wasn't a complaint."

They did take the time to get cleaned up after that, at least. The task wasn't without its share of kisses exchanged, but generally the touches they shared were solely for the purpose of washing each other off. Gentle touches, not intending to lead to anything more, but even despite his recent release Cloud's cock still twitched at the feeling of Sephiroth's hands running all over his wet, naked body.

They towelled dry and dressed – Cloud had to go back out into the living room to rescue the clothes he'd arrived in last night, which were crumpled but mercifully free of any suspicious stains – then regrouped in the kitchen.

Again, it was hardly the first time Cloud had been in Sephiroth's kitchen, helping him make a meal. Normally Zack was with them, but it wasn't strange with just the two of them either. They moved around each other as they worked as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Sephiroth got to work scrambling eggs, while Cloud put the bread in to toast and sliced some fruit. Sephiroth touched the back of Cloud's hand when he reached over for the butter, and Cloud kissed the back of Sephiroth's neck as he walked past to fetch them some plates.

It was the most ridiculously domestic thing.

Cloud kept glancing sideways at Sephiroth as he worked. He knew the man well enough to know when he was uncomfortable, and there wasn't the slightest hint of it now. It felt so easy, so right. It felt like they'd gone straight from close friends into even closer boyfriends overnight, skipping the whole awkward dating and getting to know you start of a relationship.

Well, Cloud already knew Sephiroth, and dating him wouldn't be awkward, but still. It had all happened fast enough to make Cloud's head spin.

Sephiroth added the finished eggs to the plates Cloud had prepared, and they sat opposite each other at the table. Sephiroth's foot lightly stroked down Cloud's shin as they settled into their seats, and Cloud blushed under the suggestive smile Sephiroth sent his way.

"Sephiroth?" Cloud started.

Sensing a slightly more serious note in Cloud's voice, Sephiroth let the teasing fade. "Mm?"

Cloud used his fork to push the egg around the plate for a moment. "What are we…?"

He had meant to finish the sentence with something, but on second thoughts, that was exactly what he wanted to ask. What were they now? More than friends, obviously. Everything from the morning thus far screamed serious boyfriends, but…

"I mean, how are gonna define our relationship after, um, y'know."

"After two particularly pleasant orgasms together?" Sephiroth suggested.

Cloud laughed. "Uh, yeah. I—I want to be more than friends. Obviously. But, it's really sudden, I know, and it's my fucking fault for getting wasted and everything. Do you want to… start at the beginning? Go on a few dates, take it slow?"

Sephiroth gave a thoughtful hum. "What is the other option?"

Cloud didn't really know how to define it. "This, I guess. This all feels so… comfortable, and natural, like we've been together for months."

"I believe we are more than compatible, in all respects. I am not averse to continuing this form of relationship. How would you be most comfortable in proceeding?"

Cloud's heart fluttered to hear that. More than compatible. It was silly, after everything they'd done together in the past twelve hours, that it that was one thing in particular that Cloud couldn't stop himself beaming at.

"Let's just see where it goes from here," he said. He was already getting addicted to the small affections they shared; why put distance between them when he already knew he wanted to be with Sephiroth?

Cloud returned Sephiroth's flirt from before their conversation, running his foot up the side of Sephiroth's calf and grinning.

"'Let's see', indeed," Sephiroth said with a small snort of laughter.

Cloud didn't really intend to go anywhere with it; he was just basking in the freedom of finally being able to openly flirt with the man who had been his friend and crush for years. And was now his boyfriend, it seemed. He was really going to have to thank—oh.

"Who's gonna tell Zack?"

"Hm. Why tell him?" Sephiroth said. He must have been in a terribly good mood, because it was a rare luxury to actually see Sephiroth look mischievous. "Zack is known for his teasing and pranking – perhaps some small retribution is in order."

"Go on."

"That is… not my forte, however. I have no plans more elaborate than to simply begin making out in front of him with no warning. I believe his expression would be amusing."

Cloud laughed. "Sounds like a great plan."

Since they had finished eating by that point, Cloud stood and collected the plates, continuing the conversation as he took them to the sink to wash them. "Zack probably won't be conscious for another few hours though. He was out last night, after all."

"Is there anything you would like to do in the meantime?"

"Mm. Wanna go on a date? We could just go out for a walk on the Plate or something. Though I'd need to swing by the Third's quarters and get a proper jacket. And clean clothes, while I'm at it."

Sephiroth nodded. "May I hold your hand while we walk?"

"Yeah. I'd really like it if you did."

"Then it's a date."

Cloud finished with the washing up and dried his hands. He leaned up to kiss Sephiroth, grinning. "It's a date."