Soaked Innocence
Summary: (The title says it all.) A nightly stroll at the barracks gives the General an unexpected encounter with a certain blond trooper – in the shower… This is where it all started. SxC, ZxC, SxCxZ
AN: Yeah, I know what you're thinking… "Oh no.. not another "SOLDIER" fic. rolls eyes" But hey, cut me some slack! To tell you the truth, this is my first FFVII fanfic… so deal with it. crosses arms
Disclaimer: Sephiroth owns the world. I mean it. Bow down to him…Now… Don't say I didn't warn ya.
Chapter I
It was dark. The halls of the SOLDIER barracks were deserted, and nothing seemed to stir or shook. Most of the recruits were already in bed by this time; not wanting to be caught out after curfew. Yet, there was still something that stirred in the whole of this inky black darkness. Soft foot-falls could be heard not far from the distance. A swish of a leather coat and a scuffing of leather boots disturbed the settled air as a pair of eyes floated about, glowing in their wake. Mako filled eyes glowed in darkness, giving off a sense of cunning danger. Sephiroth quietly patrolled the barrack's halls, checking for odd disturbances in the night. His long silvery mane flowed behind him, even if there was no wind or air that could blow it back, making him look like a ghost of some sort to an unwary on-looker. This was his nightly duty as a general in SOLDIER, though not many know of this routine of his. He likes to take the load off with a nightly stroll and somehow, this calmed his nerves.
By this time, he'd already been patrolling for half an hour on the first few floors of the building. He finally landed on the last floor, where he would end his nightly tour of duty. Everything seemed to be in order. Not a sound was heard; not a thing stirred. He was just about to leave the hall when something caught the corner of his eye — a light was on. It came from the direction of the shower rooms... how odd. Softly hecould hear the pitter patter and the soft little splashes of water being used. Why would someone be still up at this hour? The curfew was strictly followed by everyone, and no one would risk breaking that rule.
He made his way to the shower rooms to investigate, which were just about four rooms ahead. Footsteps again echoed in the hall as Sephiroth made his way towards the bathrooms. He stood in front of the door where he heard the muffled sounds of splashing water and then gently turned the knob. The door creaked as it opened, and a wave of steam escaped from within. There was no doubt that someone was inside. Soft whimpers of pain bounced off the tiles, echoing through the whole room. Gingerly, he stepped inside, making sure not to slip on the wet floor. He surveyed the shower stalls and noticed that the last stall at the very end was on. He made his way towards it, ready to scold whoever the unsuspecting rule breaker was. Sephiroth stopped dead in his tracks when he found who was in the stall, feeling his breath being taken away by the mere sight before him.
Hands pressed against the tiled wall,blond hair soaking wet, breathing hard and completely nude, Cloud's back was facing the General, whose Mako eyes surveyed the boy's body from head to toe. Somehow, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. There was Cloud, standing before him, presented to him in a most vulnerable state. Well, isn't this a very unlikely encounter? Cloud Strife, the boy whom he had eyes for ever since the boy entered SOLDIER, was there in front of him; soaking wet and completely naked. His Mako eyes glowed in the faint darkness, taking in every bit of skin left unseen. He noticed patches of bruises were visible on the other's back. Maybe it was from all that SOLDIER training, he thought. A sudden twinge of pity coursed through him. With predatory eyes, he steeled himself up and spoke.
"Strife," A stern, almost commanding, velvety voice entered the blonde's ears.
The boy's whole body jerked in surprise, water sprayed to the nearby walls as he turned his head. Cloud's eyes focused and came to settle upon the black cloaked figure in the semi darkness. He gasped softly when the figure stepped into the moonlight, revealing its true form. His blue eyes met with glowing greenish Mako ones that he admired from afar. Sephiroth's presence was nothing sort of an epitome of cool.
Was this real? Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him again. He could feel his weariness and exhaustion were getting the better of him. He, the Great Sephiroth, honors him with his presence? If this was a dream then he wouldn't want to wake up ever again.
"What on earth are you doing at this hour, cadet? It's already past curfew." Sephiroth asked in his monotone voice.
Cloud blinked before reality sank in. He really was there. He fought the urge to rub his eyes in disbelief. Instead he straightened himself up, turned his body about-face and saluted the general.
"Sephiroth, sir." He said, clicking both his heels together. He tried to put some strength into his voice but failed.
However, the General did not acknowledge this gesture of respect. Sephiroth's eyes darted down Cloud's lower body and brought themselves up again to look into the depths of cerulean blue ones. Suddenly, Cloud felt vulnerable and violated, seeing the glint in the other's eyes, yet he remained where he was in that position. Standing naked in front the General gave him fluttering butterflies in his stomach. Hot steamy water bombarded his painful back where most of his bruises were. He fought the urge to cry out in pain and bit his lip. Mako eyes were filled with mirth and lust as they explored the other's body. He closed them once again before he spoke.
"At ease." He commanded and Cloud put his hand down to the side then behind his back, spreading his legs slightly apart, giving the commander his full attention in a soldier's ease position. "You do know the consequences of you rule braking…Am I right?" He asked. Cloud nodded.
An uneasy feeling dropped at the pit of the young one's stomach. He knew only too well that he was in so much trouble. Why did he have to take a shower in the middle of the night? He couldn't help it. His muscles were aching in exhaustion from training and he was just dying for a shower.
Sephiroth took a step closer towards the naked youth, his eyes never taking themselves off from the other's gaze. A mischievous thought popped into the General's head. Cloud needed to be punished right? – Then he would give Cloud what he deserved.
The blond stiffens with fear as the silver-haired man made his way towards him. He saw a glint in the other's eyes that made him weak to his knees. This is it. He's going to be done for! Slowly, his feet moved to their own accord as he started to back away from the impending doom. Sephiroth's presence was overwhelming and it was too much for his hazy mind to swallow. Closer and closer the silver-haired one stepped towards the boy until his back hit the cold tiled wall and then winced a bit from the pain on his back. Now, there was nowhere to escape.
Piercing Mako eyes pinned him with a lustrous stare, paralyzing him with fear that his eyes could not look away. The water rained down on flowing silver hair, soaking the other in his leather clothes. Sephiroth loomed before him, a hand on each side of Cloud's head, their faces only mere inches away. Cloud could feel the other's breath on his slightly parted lips and noticed that he too was breathing quite hard. Both of them held each other's gaze, drowning each other with their stares.
Gently, with a gloved hand, Sephiroth pulls on Cloud's chin and presses the blonde's lips against his. Blue eyes widen with utter disbelief and surprise. His mind swam in a haze of confusion and fear, as he felt an eruption of wings at the pit of his stomach that made his knees buckle. For a long time, Sephiroth wondered how those lips felt and taste like. Now that opportunity had smiled upon him he wouldn't want to miss this chance now.
Cloud's eyes fluttered closed as he felt the other's lips on his, not entirely sure why he was agreeing to this. Well, perhaps not exactly agreeing, more like consenting, as he was not protesting. Try as he might, his arms remained limp at his sides. He welcomed the rather rare sensation of having lips on his, and in fact even pressed closer to the other man, finally able to wrap his arms loosely about Sephiroth's waist. But wait… what the hell is this?? It's Sephiroth! The Sephiroth! And Sephiroth was kissing him! His mind went suddenly a blank. He wanted to squirm but can't since his body was paralyzed and was not following what his brain was saying.
Sephiroth smirked against his lips before darting out his tongue to seek entrance. Instinctively, Cloud's lips parted with a slight sound of protest. At that exact moment, his tongue and mouth were ravished inside. The silver-haired General took his sweet time to explore inside the trooper's mouth, while his hands traveled down to caress on the blonde's taught abdomen. Soft fleeting caresses teased the blonde's stomach, increasing the uneasy feeling at the bottom of his groin.
Hot water dripped everywhere, soaking the sliver-haired general down to the skin, despite his leather attire. Sephiroth pushed one of his thighs between Cloud's legs, pushing upwards on the now semi-hard member. A soft gasp escaped from the blonde's lips, breaking the passionate kiss. Sephiroth now took this opportunity to dart his attention on the now exposed neck.
Cloud again gasped as his neck was attacked with hungry kisses. Unconsciously, he hung his head upward to give the other access. His length twitched to life when a very sensitive spot on his neck was bitten, making him realize the situation he has brought upon himself. His eyes widen, with a bit of mirth and lust reflected in them. Without even thinking, he tried to push the taller one off him with all that was left of his strength. Mako eyes glowed, lips smirking slightly against Cloud's soft wet skin. Sephiroth knew only too well that Cloud would resist him. This was punishment after all… He took both of his gloves off, not breaking his lips from the other's skin, and with one swift move, a hand wrapped the blonde's pulsating member, squeezing gently to calm the other down with his squirming.
"Aaah…!" Cloud moaned out loud, feeling the hand that was squeezing him. Little did the General know that it will only increase the squirming. Sephiroth leaned down to graze his cheek against Cloud's then darted his tongue out to lick his ear lobe lovingly.
"Calm down…" he cooed in his lust filled voice, making the blond blush crimson upon hearing him.
Sephiroth smirked once more before squeezing the length and pumping it up and down, starting on a slow agonizing rhythm, his thumb grazing the tip each time his hand reached the top. Cloud panted and heaved; his face contorting in both pleasure and shame. His hands searched the cold tiles for something to grab on to, to prevent him from losing his weary sanity. Fingers clawed the slippery wet tiles and knuckles burned white. Cloud's head turned to the side and bit on his lip, his face burning in humiliation. Why was the General doing this? Questions filled his head once more as he let the General do his ministrations.
Lower and lower did Sephiroth's mouth venture and explore the other's body. All that the blonde youth could do was to submit. Sephiroth's exploring lips stopped to give attention to the boy's erected nipple, licking and sucking the hardened flesh and in turn to its twin, before eventually continuing his way down. The General's tongue massaged every muscle in Cloud's taught abdomen, stopping to settle to lap and lick the part just above his crotch.
Cloud could feel the tip of his erection touch Sephiroth's throat, just by the Adam's apple, which was bobbing up and down while the other licked and sucked. It was more than enough to drive him to the brink of insanity as he felt himself close – so very close to coming. A single string of pre-cum was left when that brief contact ended, leaving Cloud almost whimpering.
Sephiroth was more than delighted on his torture upon the blond. The soft gasping and quiet whimpers that the boy elicited urged him on. He was going to punish him alright, slowly… veeery slowly… tantalizingly slow... He didn't care how long it took, just as long he gets what he wants from the blond. The silver-haired one stopped abruptly from his ministrations and then quickly stood up, crushing his body against the other. His hand grabbed the boy's chin then crushed their lips in a fierce kiss. Cloud closed his eyes as his nostrils flared from the kiss given to him. His body was more than willing to press even harder against the other. Though, somewhere within his mind is saying that this was all a mistake. Sephiroth started to rock and sway his hips, grinding his leather covered pelvis against Cloud's nakedness creating delicious friction. Somehow, the boy forgot about his worrying and that part of his mind disappeared.
Suddenly… "BAM!" a bone crushing sound echoed throughout the bathroom. Cloud's mind came spinning that almost rendered him unconscious. His naked body almost hit the cold tiled floor. He felt a slight pang on his jaw and the warm trickle of blood, oozing out of his nose. Cloud barely recovered before it registered in his mind. – Sephiroth had punched him. He tried to cover his nose to stop the bleeding, but that didn't seem to help things any. The water washed away the thick blood as strips of it made their way down the drain.
Once again the tall figure loomed over him, Mako eyes glinting with malice. "On your knees boy." The General commanded.
Sephiroth kicked the small crouched figure on the floor. Cloud gave a loud cry, collapsing on his elbows and knees on the hard slippery wet floor. He gave another grunt as his blonde hair was pulled back none too gently. Sephiroth fiddled in his pocket to reveal a shining orb – a healing materia. He placed it gently against Cloud's blooded nose and sore jaw summoning enough magic to let the stone work its wonder. Cloud felt the warm healing energy from the small ball and slowly felt the pain ebb away. Sephiroth pushed the boy's head back then placed himself in between Cloud's thighs.
It was so unnerving for Cloud. The anticipation was making his head spin. Sephiroth could be so unpredictable, he thought. A grunt escaped his lips when suddenly he felt something slick and oily brush up his entrance. Sephiroth was now lapping and licking his tongue on the boy's tight hole. Cloud closed his eyes and groaned gripping the wet tiles. He arched his back, moaning as a string of saliva made its way down his chin. His member twitched to life once again at the other's ministrations as he moaned at the ache that he felt. His back arced unimaginably as hot water slicked away his sweat.
Sephiroth ended his rimming with a suck and a barely audible pop and smack of his lips before blowing slightly on the tight hole he so lovingly tasted. Cloud gave a sudden gasp and bucked as he felt the General's hardness against him which was still castrated inside his leather pants. He bit his lip and screwed his eyes shut as he heard the silver-haired one's zipper being opened. The blonde shivered as he felt Sephiroth's hugeness against him.
Without warning, Sephiroth thrust into him, deep and in full force. A sudden jolt of warm electricity traveled down his legs down to his toes as the General buried deep into him up to the hilt, hitting home. Cloud screamed at the top of his lungs, clawing the white slippery tiles; he couldn't care less if others could hear him. He came; spewing his cum on the tiled floor, still aching from not being touched. He swore he had never felt anything like that his entire life. It felt painful, yet incredibly good. Black spots danced in front of his eyes, and felt like he was going to pass out. His panting had increased ten-fold when he opened his half-lidded eyes. His wet slicked back heaved up and down with his chest, gleaming with sweat and hot water. Just when he thought he was going to faint, the General pulled out of him, only to thrust back in again.
"Nnnnnggh…" He groaned, his blue eyes shot open. That certainly made him wake up again. His member twitched to life again at the stimulation that the General inflicted. The trooper grinded his forehead against the tiled floor while biting his lip, letting the silver-haired man slip in and out of him in a steady rhythm. The friction was just unbearable, so unbearable that he unconsciously clenched around the man inside of him. The General's hands latched onto the blonde's hips as he thrust in and out, feeling the tightness around him. He placed wet kisses on the other's bruised covered back before his tongue made a long trail down the younger one's spine then back up again. Cloud could actually feel the man's humming vibrate against his skin. It felt sooO good.
The silver-haired man's hand traveled around the other's waist to wrap itself around the boy's aching member. Long slender fingers once again encircled Cloud's second burning arousal, relieving it with warmth and twiddling it in between appendages before pumping it mercilessly along with his thrusts. He made sure to rub the tip that was already sticky with come every time he pumped up. Cloud felt like he was about to burst from the two pleasures he was given.
"Had," pant. "enough," heave. "trooper?" grunt. Sephiroth's voice droned in heavy pants with each of his thrusts. "Maybe this would teach you to abide by the rules." He said in a low heavy voice.
Cloud wanted to reply. He really did. But all that came out from his mouth were his gasps and moans of utter pleasure. His mind was so clouded that it didn't register what the General had said. It wasn't like the General was waiting for an answer anyway; he was much too busy to hear him out.
It wasn't long before, after one hard thrust, the both of them exploded at the exact same moment, with Sephiroth spreading his hot seed inside the lithe blonde while Cloud creamed the floor with his own. Cloud felt like he died and went up to heaven, only to come back alive again. It took a while before they both got their bearings back. With a sigh of satisfaction, Sephiroth decided to pull out from that inviting hole. He flipped the blond over to his back, smiling the first genuine smile that night. Cloud stared up with blue clouded eyes at the being he now consider as a god, who was looking down at him under a curtain of silver. Sephiroth leaned forward to kiss the spot on the middle of the blonde's two collarbones, leaving a mark.
Hot mist enveloped the now two lovers, cocooning them both as the hot water showered the both of them on the bathroom floor. Cloud couldn't think it was reality anymore. It was like a dream. A dream that he never wanted to wake up from. If only it were real… His eyelids already felt like heavy weights on his eyes. He couldn't keep them open anymore so he let them close for his own sake. He didn't feel the body on top of him remove itself; he didn't hear the squeak of the tap and the sudden silence of the water; he didn't feel his body be carried away by warm inviting arms and he didn't feel the soft warm towels wrap around his soaked body. – No, for the blond had drifted into a long, well-deserved, dreamless sleep…
-Tsuzuku-
AN: Gah… I suck at writing. I write like a fucking cunt! Geez… You have no idea how many fragments and run-ons I've committed. -shakes head in disappointment- sigh… Oh well, like anybody's counting, right? This, my friends, is my first ever FINAL FANTASY fanfic. I was just lucky enough to watch Advent Children and Last Order (which I own by the way… you're lookin' at the owner of the original copies of FFVII:AC DVDs) So anyway, I just thought I would write a trial fic to see if I could really have the potential to write FFVII. I know I have to apologize for the plot (if ever it had one) for it being the usual and overused plot. -shifty eyes- Hmm… ok, now that all things are cleared up, I leave the rest to you. REVIEW!!!