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Well Worth It	By : inhisxeyes Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3631 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Well Worth It

Cloud glanced over at Leon, who was hard at work repairing a broken shutter on Aerith�s house. It was well over ninety degrees out and the man was still outside, working his ass off. He�d shed his leather jacket and now worked in his white t-shirt. His very tight white t-shirt. The blond thought he should take it off. It�s not like it was hiding much, soaked as tit was with sweat. He watched as the muscles of his shoulders rippled and danced with every movement of his well toned arms.
Leon was easily the most physically fit person in Radiant Garden. This was not to say that he, Cloud, was unfit (a Buster Sword in your face would prove you very wrong). Both of them fought against the heartless almost daily, and protecting the town from the tyrants was more than enough to keep them hale and healthy. But Leon carried out nearly all of the repairs to the town. No matter the problem, be it a leaky roof, and overflowing toilet, or a gaping hole in a wall, Leon would fix it. He never asked for any help or thanks, though both were given to him regularly, and he denied neither. In fact, Cloud would usually lend his help to Leon when he saw the brunette tackling a particularly large or challenging job. The two would work in silence, speaking to each other only to ask for a tool, or to say thanks for the help.
Cloud would always be perfectly content with the silence, primarily because he didn�t have much to say. Also, when Leon was silent, it meant that he was concentrating, and was not privy to looking up and finding Cloud�s bright blue eyes staring at him. He imagined the brunette had caught him once or twice, but Leon never said anything to him, so why should he be the one to bring it up and make things awkward?
No, Cloud was more than content to just sit in the shadows and watch Leon from a distance. For now, at least. If his increasingly erotic dreams kept up, he would not be content for very much longer at all. The blond did not deny his growing feelings for the gunblade wielder, but he did not welcome them with open arms, either.
It had all begun when Cloud came back one day after his little vanishing act some months previous. He had gotten rid of Sephiroth - again - for the time being. The bastard always found a way to come back. Cloud returned to find Radiant Garden looking more like a town than when he left it. It was a bustling community complete with refurbished homes, a small park (compliments of Aerith), a bar (Tifa�s, called Second Heaven), and a garage (which Cid maintained and lived out of). Vaguely familiar faces of the citizenry smiled and welcomed him back. Newcomers to the world eyed his skeptically as he hauled his massive Buster Sword around.
Aerith, Tifa, and Yuffie shared a house, which naturally had the best garden and cutest flower boxes in all of Radiant Garden. Tifa ran the bar, Aerith had become quite the popular herbalist and healer, and Yuffie� well, she kept doing whatever it is ninjas do. Cid lived in the loft about his garage, and even Sora had a place of his own to stay whenever he came to visit. Leon, of course, had his own one bedroom house, not far from the others.
Cloud was welcomed home warmly by his friends, even earning a rare smile from Leon. The blond was, of course, joyed to see his friends again. After a hearty group dinner at Aerith�s, however, it dawned on him that he had no place to stay. Before anyone could breech the subject, Leon rescued him by telling him, in subdued tones, that Cloud could stay with him. Cloud thanked him, grateful and relieved. As glad as he was to see his friends, he didn�t think he could handle living with the three women. Tifa and Aerith would assault him with questions, and quite possibly glitter, every chance they got, and the hyperactive ninja would drive him up a wall. Cid was out of the question - Cloud hated the smell of cigarette smoke.
Leon led Cloud back to his house, which was a bit on the small side and looking quite run down (Cloud eventually discovered that the reason for this was because, essentially, Leon put others before himself, and had no time to fix his own home. Cloud would later come to realise that he found this endearing). He gave him a quick tour, and by the end of it Cloud knew that Leon had a small, well stocked (thanks to Aerith) kitchen, a living room with a plush couch and a large fireplace, and a very small back yard with a grill.
Leon informed him that he had only one bedroom with one bed. He appeared mildly awkward as he told Cloud that if he felt uncomfortable, he would take the couch and Cloud could have the bed. The blond shrugged and said he didn�t mind sharing a bed.
Living with Leon proved to be a quiet, enjoyable experience. In the mornings, they would climb out of bed and meander downstairs, after taking turns in the bathroom. Leon would make a cup of hot tea for himself, while Cloud favoured a mug of strong coffee. They would drink their choice beverages in silence, one occasionally breaking the air to inform the other if he would need any tools or help with the days work.
As the months went by, there was also a change in Leon�s house. With Cloud helping with the workload, Leon found himself less exhausted, and with more time and energy to improve the appearance of his humble abode. The crooked, drafty door was fixed, loose shingles on the roof were repaired, a squeaky floorboard nailed firmly into place. The banister on the stairs had even been sanded down and buffed to such a state that the men no longer received splinters from running their hands across it.
Cloud was content living with Leon - the man was just as silent and gloomy as he was, and he asked no questions, didn�t pry at all. He just accepted Cloud, and the blond was immeasurably grateful.
Their sleeping arrangements didn�t bother him. The bed was pushed against a wall in a corner. Cloud, being a naturally early riser, took the outermost position, and Leon bordered the wall, as he generally slept later than Cloud (which wasn�t saying much, since they were both up by seven a.m.). Things had been going smoothly until Cloud woke up to a sleeping brunette cuddled up to him.
Cloud�s reaction, at first, was no scene from a movie. He did not flee from the bed in terror of touching another man, nor did he think �Well, maybe if I�� and lean in to kiss him. No, Cloud took this in stride, with the calm collectiveness with which he approached every situation.
Plan A: He could get out of bed and go about his normal morning routine and mark off the sleeping man�s closeness as a subconscious feat and forget the whole thing.
Plan B: Snuggle back!
Cloud rolled his eyes. There was someone from his past, someone who must have made a great impression on the blond, who would have said that. How Cloud knew this, he didn�t have a clue. All he was sure of was that there had been a bubbly black haired man in his life, and that some of the thoughts that ran through Cloud�s head were sure to have come from that man.
Whatever the case was, Cloud was certainly not going to cuddle up to Leon. The gods about only knew what the brunette would do to him if he woke up to find himself wrapped in Cloud�s embrace.
The blond man was about to set Plan A, cleverly named Operation: Get Out Alive, into motion when he noticed that Leon looked different.
The gunblade wielder�s lips were parted, though he breathed through his nose in deep, long breaths. He looked more relaxed in sleep than Cloud had ever seen him awake. There were no lines drawn across his forehead. His mouth was not fixed in a thin line or a scowl. His brows were not knitted together. Leon was completely unguarded.
Cloud found himself fascinated by this side of Leon. It was little wonder the man came home exhausted all the time - it must take such an effort to keep his face so grim and mysterious all day.
The blond eventually crawled out of bed, a small smile of satisfaction on his face. He had bore witness to a side of Leon that he was sure no one had ever seen before.
It all went downhill from there.
Cloud found himself rapidly becoming obsessed with the warrior. It began with waking up earlier to watch him for a few short moments before their day started. He discovered that when Leon was having an unpleasant dream, which happened several times a week, his nose would wrinkly and he would make small whimpering noises. Cloud began to find this irresistibly cute (though there was no way in the Underworld he would ever admit this out loud). He also discovered that when he would rest the tips of his fingers on Leon�s shoulder, his face would relax and he would sigh quietly and resume a peaceful sleep once more. In the morning, neither of them would say a word.
Eventually, all of this led to watching Leon when he was awake. He couldn�t not notice the man�s perfect body. It was lean like his own, but had slightly more muscle. Leon himself was an imposing figure - he stood tall and proud, never slouching. Even when brooding he would lean against a wall and scowl, not once slumping down. Cloud couldn�t help but admire him. In time, much to his amazement, the blond began to recognise feelings of affection for his housemate. He would catch himself smiling as he watched the brunette, or when Leon would carry or lift something heavy and his muscles would ripple, Cloud would picture those strong arms wrapping around him from behind.
Cloud was brought back to the present when he realized that the object of his affections was staring back at him. Cloud jumped a little and fought back a blush.
�Cloud.� Leon�s voice cut through the air. The blond padded over to him. �Hold this up while I nail it into place.�
�Right.� Cloud stretched up and held the shutter steady. He glanced down between his arms and watched as Leon silently picked up a nail and set it. His shoulder length chocolate hair fell into his face, and he roughly shook his head. Cloud lifted his head and let out an inaudible sigh, clenching his eyes shut.
I could think of something more responsive that you could nail into place, Cloud thought. He scowled at his own dirty imagery. He let out another quiet sigh, stretching his abdominal muscles.
Seconds later he heard a hiss of pain from the man below him. He looked down to see Leon nursing his throbbing thumb in his hand. The offending hammer lay tossed to the side.
Wordlessly, the blond knelt down beside his friend and held out his hand, indicating that Leon should put his hand in Cloud�s.
Leon set his hand in Cloud�s, though he really didn�t think that this inspection was necessary - he�d bashed his thumb with hammers before. Though, he supposed it was only fair that Cloud tend to the would that he caused; if the blond hadn�t stretched and exposed some of his smooth, milky skin, Leon wouldn�t have missed the nail. Of course, he didn�t blame Cloud. He blamed his traitorous, wandering eyes.
He chanced a glance at the blond. His concentration was firmly fixed on Leon�s thumb as the blond�s bare, soft fingers ghosted over his own calloused ones. How Cloud managed to keep his hands so soft was beyond�
�A little ice, and it should be fine. Might be sore for a few days, but nothing you can�t handle, right Leon?� Cloud finished, looking up at the brunette with a small smile on his face. It disappeared, however, when he saw the glazed look In Leon�s eyes. �Leon, are you alright?� The brunette blinked and stood abruptly - the concern in Cloud�s voice irked him, for some reason.
�I�m fine,� he said gruffly. He looked at the shutter and gave it a jiggle, assured that it was secure. He hadn�t really needed Cloud�s help - it was just an excuse to get the blond to come closer to him. �Thanks for your help.� Cloud nodded and began to assist Leon in gathering his tools. They completed this task in silence, each stealing glances at one another when they thought the other wasn�t looking. They stood, and with a nod to the blond, Leon was about to saunter off to his next hob when he felt fingertips resting against his arm. He turned around to face Cloud, his eyebrow arched, questioning.
�Yuffie wanted to know if you�d be at the bar tonight for Cid�s party.� The pilot was turning forty three, and his friends had decided to throw him a party. Cid had protested with every vulgarity he knew, but to no avail. When the women got an idea in their heads, there was no stopping them. �The girls say they have a surprise for him, and they won�t tell me.� Cloud grinned. �It�s going to be one hell of a party.� Leon smirked.
�I�ll be there.� The brunette could use a break, after all. It had been a while since his last drink, and he felt that it was damn near unpatriotic if a man didn�t knock back one or two cold ones once a month. Cloud nodded.
�I�ll go tell Yuffie, then. I�ll be turning in early today - Tifa and Aerith want me to help set up the bar, but let me know if you need any more help.� Leon nodded.
�Will do.� With a small wave, he turned and walked away from the blond man. Cloud smirked, eagerly anticipating the evening to come. As he stared at Leon�s retreating form, he couldn�t help but gape as the brunette swayed his hips, just slightly.
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As Leon approached the bar, he could hear music being played - it sounded more like a club, but he figured that it was all Yuffie�s doing. The ninja loved music, and loved to dance. He feared it might be difficult to avoid dancing if she was drinking.
He walked empty handed. He knew it was a birthday party and all, but really, what do you get a pilot who owns the garage and tool shop? There was also the fact that Cid had approached him and told him that if he bought him anything, the pilot would out the brunette�s feelings for Cloud to him. Leon had played it cool, asking Cid what he was talking about and if he had gotten shocked by the computer.
�Don�t play dumb with me, Leonhart. Ev�ry one in this damn town knows yeh got the hots for him, �cept Jailbait �imself,� Cid told him, lighting up a cigarette.
Now Leon appeared scandalized and shocked. How did people know? He only looked at Cloud when no one else was around, or when they were at home. Were people stalking him? (This would eventually lead to a paranoisa that he was being followed everywhere he went.)
�I wouldn�t be so surprised, Leonhart. Walls �round here have eyes an� ears.�
Apparently this was indeed the case. However, as Cid was looking down the blade of Lion Heart, he decided that it was in his best interest not to reveal Leon�s secret to anyone else.
�Yeh damn fuckin� faggot, pointin� yer bloody� thing at me. Coulda taken my damn eye out.�
But Cid had kept his word, and his mouth shut. He entered the bar and looked around, taking things in. Tifa was standing in the doorway behind the bar counter, talking to someone in hushed tones. Cid was trying to peek into the room around Yuffie and Aerith, who were assaulting him with various party favours and beer. To his mild surprise, Sora and Riku were there. He hadn�t heard their gummi ship land at all. Riku was pointing to the different alcohols behind the counter, possibly schooling Sora on them, though he was interested in knowing how Riku himself knew so much about the intoxicating substances.
As he had been standing there, he hadn�t noticed that Cloud had made his way over to stand at his side.
�So, you made it, Leonhart,� he said. He looked at Cloud, then inclined his head toward Cid�s endeavours to escape from the women.
�What�s back there?� he asked. The blond smirked.
�Cid�s gift.� Leon raised an eyebrow, indicating that Cloud should elaborate. �You�ll see. Come have a drink.� Cloud put a hand on Leon�s arm, pulling him toward the bar. Leon was surprised by the contact, but pleased. The blond turned to him and grinned, a little wickedly. �Tifa pulled out the good stuff.�
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�H-hic-appy birthday, Shid!� Yuffie slurred loudly. The petite ninja was thoroughly sloshed, and was hanging off of cid and laughing. Cid took another swig of beer.
�If yeh want it to be a happy one, you�ll tell me what�s behind tha damned door,� he ground out. Cloud sat next to Cid, and Leon on the blond�s other side. Aerith and Tifa were behind the bar, giggling and glancing at Cid, and serving drinks to the other patrons of the bar. Tifa glanced at Cloud.
�Should we give him his gift, Cloud?� she asked with a smile. Cloud smirked back.
�I think we�ve made the old geezer wait long enough.� Cid glanced at Cloud, growled at him.
�Shaddup, yeh damn fruit,� he grumbled. Cloud flushed slightly, not completely from the alcohol. It was a good thing that nearly everyone was very intoxicated, because he had been not-so-subtly flirting with Leon the entire night. Leon remained seemingly oblivious to the blond�s advances, but Cloud was passed the point of caring. He was tipsy, Leon was tipsy, and if he wanted to flirt then, damnit, he was going to flirt.
After glaring at Cid, he nodded to Tifa, who walked over to the door behind the bar. Out of curiosity, Cloud glanced around to see if Sora and Riku were going to watch the unveiling of Cid�s gift. Such was not the case, seeing as Riku had the younger brunette pressed against the wall in the far corner, assaulting his lips. Cloud watched as the silver haired teen ground his hips against Sora�s, causing the younger boy to toss his head back. Turning back around, Cloud licked his lips and glanced at Leon. The other man hastily looked away, as if he had been looking at Cloud. The blond liked to fancy that this was the case, but he doubted it.
Meanwhile, Tifa had opened the door. �You can come out here now,� she said. She turned around and took a step back, smiling at Cid. In fact, they were all smiling at him, all of them except for Leon, who looked at Cloud, then looked down into his shot of tequila as if it held the secrets of the universe. Cid furrowed his brow.
�Wha-?� He looked at the doorway in confusion, his eyes widening and jaw falling open as he saw who came out of the room. His half smoked cigarette fell from his mouth and into his drink.
�Still smoking, Highwind?� the smooth, dark voice of Vincent Valentine said. The pilot in question stood, knocking over his barstool. Vincent walked toward him, arms folded, the fingers of his clawed golden gauntlet resting on his forearm.
�Vin� Vince?� Cid gawked, blinking rapidly and rubbing his eyes.
�The one and only, in the flesh,� the gunman said, a smirk on his delicate, pale face.
Cloud was grinning from ear to ear when Leon tapped his arm. The blond turned to him.
�Who�s that?� Leon asked, his speech a bit slow from the alcohol.
�An old friend of ours from our home world. He showed up on the Destiny Islands one day and Sora and Riku brought him here. Him and Cid had kind of a thing,� Cloud told him. Leon nodded.
Cid clapped a hand to his temple. �The� the fuck you doing here?� he managed. Vincent narrowed his eyes.
�A fine greeting that is, Highwind. I can lea-� he began. His argument was cut off, however, when Cid leaned across the bar and planted his lips firmly on Vincent�s. The gunman was taken aback by this open act of affection, his unusual crimson eyes widening. He began to pull back and tell Cid to save such gestures for a more private place, but Cid followed him, crawling up onto the surface of the bar and swinging his legs to the other side. The pilot placed his hands on the sides of Vincent�s face, holding him there. Soon enough, Vincent relaxed and put his hands on Cid�s lean waist, drawing the man closer. After a few passionate moments, they parted, both men breathing heavily.
�I missed you, yeh psychopath,� Cid muttered. Vincent allowed a small smile.
�I missed you too, you foul-mouthed chain smoker.�
The two men held their intimate gaze, seemingly lost In their own romantic world. Aerith, Tifa, and Yuffie were smiling at each other dreamily, knowing that they had done a good thing, made their friends happy. Cloud was smiling as well, happy for Cid and Vincent. They complimented each other well - Cid was okay with Vincent�s sometimes gloomy attitude and the gunman, in return, didn�t mind Cid�s rotten mouth or constant cigarettes.
Cloud knew how lonely Cid had been without his dismal lover. Not that Cid had ever confided in his fellow blond compatriot, but Cloud knew. When people they had known from their home world, like Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie, had begun to arrive, Cloud noticed a change in Cid�s demeanor. The pilot began to venture daily to the landing spot where gummi ships generally came in, hoping to catch a man with inky black hair and a mottled red cape coming off of one of the brightly colored flight devices. Cid was good at looking nonchalant, but Cloud was better at reading people. Each day he would watch as the pilot�s light of hope began to flicker an d dim as the traffic of people slowed. Eventually, Cid stopped going out altogether. He became a little more gruff and short with his friends. The others, bar Leon (Cloud could tell the man wondered, but never asked) and himself, supposed that his attitude change was due to the increased workload of dealing with more gummi ships. Cloud knew better, and his heart went out to the pilot.
But Vincent was here, and he was sure that the gunman�s presence would have a wildly positive effect on the pilot. Cloud felt joy for his friend, and while the emotion was foreign to him, it was not unpleasant.
Now, if only Cloud could get the object of his desires to pay attention to him. The blond turned his head to look at Leon, only to find him with his head of the surface of the bar, his eyes closed. Cloud lowered his own head to the bar, his nose only inches from the brunette�s.
�Hey, Leon,� Cloud whispered. The man exerted a great amount of effort to open one eye and look foggily at Cloud. �Whussamatter?�
It appeared to Cloud that the gears were turning in Leon�s head, but he couldn�t get his mouth to cooperate. After what may or may not have been several minutes, Leon managed to say that he was not feeling well. This surprised the blond, as he knew for a fact that the gunblader could drink anyone in town right under the table, though it was not in his nature to do so. Perhaps Leon had mixed the different alcohols? Cloud thought he was smart enough not to do that, but then again the blond man hadn�t been paying much attention to what went into the brunette�s mouth so much as his mouth itself. Cloud put a hand on his friend�s shoulder, picked his head off the bar.
�I�ll tell Tifa that I�m taking you home. Don�t pass out.� Cloud stood from the barstool and walked over to Tifa, who was giggling with Yuffie and looking pointedly at Vincent and Cid.
Confident that no one was looking at him, Leon allowed himself a small smirk. His plan was moving smoothly, and Cloud, hearing the (feigned) desperation in his voice, sobered up in order to take care of his inebriated friend. He�d get Cloud to take him back to their house� and Leon didn�t want to think any further past that. His head hurt a little, and while he was no where near as drunk as he let on to be, he still couldn�t think very well. He supposed that everything would really be all up to Cloud. Though, if things didn�t go as Leon wanted them to, then living, and sharing a bed, with Cloud would become horrifyingly awkward. Leon tried not to dwell on such thoughts, though his heartbeat quickened when he saw Cloud making his way back toward him. He made an effort to groan as if her were in pain, and the concerned look on Cloud�s handsome face was worth it.
�C�mon, Leonhart. Let�s get you home,� he said. Cloud tucked his left arm around Leon�s waist and used his free hand to pull the brunette�s right arm over his own shoulders. He pulled Leon up, and the taller man leaned heavily on his companion for support. Cloud nearly sighed at the closeness of their bodies, but he managed to keep his mouth shut. With slow, shuffling steps he guided his intoxicated friend out the door and into the warm night air.
On the short walk back to their house, Leon leaned on Cloud probably more than he needed to, but the blond didn�t seem to mind. In fact, he made sure that Leon�s side never broke contact with his, as if the lack of body heat would kill him. Leon decided that this was not the case, since it was plenty warm out, and he took it as a good sign. Leon made sure to groan a few times for good measure, just in case Cloud became suspicious. What Leon didn�t know was that there was no room in the blond�s head for suspicion.
Cloud was reeling from the close contact, and was half heartedly battling down an erection. It took all of his willpower not to push his cargo against a building and snog him into next month. The blond warrior decided that he would put Leon to bed and have himself a nice cold shower, and possibly a good wank, if he didn�t want to spontaneously combust.
They arrived at their house and Cloud tilted his body, forcing Leon to lean into him, in order to unlock and open the door. There would be no need to lock the door were it not for the heartless roaming about that were known to pilfer through the homes of people who did not lock their doors.
Cloud guided Leon to the couch and deposited the scarred warrior there, telling him to stay put. The blond walked back over to the door and struggled to fit the key back into the lock. The house was dark and he was slightly less than sober. After an aggravating moment, he managed to get the key in and twisted it until he heard a satisfying click. Yanking the key out and stuffing it into his pocket, he turned and let out an uncharacteristic yelp when he came face to face with Leon. He fixed the taller man with a disapproving scowl.
�What are you doing? I told you to stay put.�
Leon had a smirk on his face, but there was no smugness in his eyes. In fact, his eyes were very guarded, as if they were hiding some dark secret. He did not sway on his feet, and he seemed sure of himself.
�Are you feeling better?� Cloud asked. Leon inclined his head.
�Much. Thank you, Cloud,� he said in low tones. There was a certain huskiness in the way Leon said his name that made Cloud shiver. The blond shook it off and side stepped the brunette, making for the stairs. He could hear Leon�s booted footfalls behind him.
�Don�t worry about it. You would have done the same for me, right?�
�Yes, of course. Hey, Cloud, can I ask you something?�
�Shoot.� They were just at the top of the stairs, and Cloud was wondering why in the world couldn�t whatever question Leon had wait till morning.
�D�you have a thing for me?�
The question took Cloud completely off guard. He turned around and looked at Leon, a bewildered expression on his face. The brunette stood on the top step, awaiting his answer.
�W-what do you mean? What.. Uh� what kind of, uhm, thing?� Cloud stammered. He mentally slapped himself. First a yelp and now he was stuttering like he had a load of chocobo shit in his mouth?
�Don�t play coy, Cloud. I know you were staring at me, and you�ve been flirting shamelessly all night.� At Leon�s truthful observation, Cloud�s mouth worked, but words failed him Furrowing his brow, he blushed and turned away, walking into their room. Leon followed him, smirking. Cloud stopped at the dresser and took his single earring out and set it on his side of the top of it.
�So, you do like me. Well�� the brunette drawled. He stood on Cloud�s right side, leaning on the dresser. The blond glared at him out of the corner of his eyes and pushed past him and stormed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
�Go to bed, Leonhart. You�re drunk,� he called from the other side of the door. Leon grinned wolfishly and opened the bathroom door without any pretense. He found Cloud bent over the counter, arms braced and glowering into the sink. �Don�t you know how to knock, asshole?� he hissed. Leon rested his head against the door frame.
�Guess not.� He smirked at Cloud. �You never answered my question, Strife. So, do you� or do you not� want me?� Cloud remained silent, shaking slightly with rage. Leon moved closer to Cloud and pressed his chest against his shoulder. He leaned in, his lips just a breath away from Cloud�s ear. �Do you want me to fuck you, Cloud? Do you want me to make you scream?� Leon�s hand came up to play with the short, soft hairs at the back of Cloud�s neck. At the contact, Cloud�s head snapped up and he shoved Leon�s hand away from him. His eyes flashed angrily.
�Fine! You caught me! I�ve got a thing for you! I can�t get you out of my head! Yes, I want you to screw my brains out, and more!� Cloud flare, his eyes blazing. Leon blinked at the blond�s outburst. He hadn�t been banking on Cloud spilling all. �Are you happy now, you goddamned prick?�
It appeared that Leon was indeed pleased with Cloud, for he stepped forward, took Cloud�s face in his hands, and pressed their lips together firmly. Cloud�s blue eyes widened and he felt his heart skip a beat or two. Leon held his gaze, and his face, as Cloud tried to back away. Even as Cloud struggled, he could feel his body giving in, his arms moving to encircle Leon�s neck. With a defeated but pleased sigh, his eyelids fluttered shut and he leaned into the kiss. He could feel Leon smirking against his lips, and he felt like smirking too.
�Why didn�t you tell me?� Leon murmured, his tone serious. Cloud opened his eyes, and a clear sky met a violent oceanic storm.
�Didn�t know you were into guys,� he whispered, a little bashful. Leon�s fingertips kneaded into his scalp.
�Neither did I, but it would have saved me from having to act like an asshole just now,� he told him. Now it was Cloud�s turn to smirk.
�You�re always an asshole, Leonhart.� He reclaimed the brunette�s lips, the kiss searing and fiery. Leon�s hands slid down Cloud�s body, flirting over his taut rear and planting themselves firmly on the backs of his thighs. He gave them a squeeze and Cloud jumped a little. Instead of landing, the blond found himself supported by Leon�s strong arms. Cloud�s knees and thighs clutched at Leon�s slim waist. He looked down and blushed.
�You�re heavier than you look, Strife,� Leon grunted. Cloud rolled his eyes.
�Fuck you,� he said, dipping his head to capture Leon�s lips once more. The brunette turned and carried him out of the bathroom, walking toward the bed. Cloud�s heart began to work overtime. All of his dirty, wet dreams were about to come true. His mind began to conjure images and he moaned, opening his mouth. Not missing a beat, Leon snagged this opportunity to slip his tongue into Cloud�s mouth, earning a gasp from the blond. Leon�s tongue glided over his teeth and gums, exploring every inch of Cloud�s mouth. Cloud�s own tongue sought out Leon�s, and they dueled, their only weapons caresses and suction.
Leon eventually broke the kiss to trail his lips down Cloud�s chin and neck. Each touch was like wildfire on Cloud�s skin, blazing and out of control. He was breathing heavily when Leon pulled away. The bed was behind him, so Cloud slid down Leon�s torso to land on the bed. On the short way down, Cloud�s erection brushed against Leon�s, and both men groaned. The brunette descended down on top of Cloud, pressing their lips together once more.
Leon�s kisses trailed down Cloud�s jaw line and down his throat, nipping and sucking at the pale flesh there. Cloud gasped as Leon suckled at the pulsating skin just below the curve of his jaw. His hands danced downward to grip the edge of Cloud�s pesky shirt. He tugged it upward and pulled it over Cloud�s head, tossing it somewhere to the side. He gazed down at Cloud�s pale, smooth chest. Leon could have drooled. He leaned down to kiss and nibble at his collarbone, and closer inspection revealed that Cloud�s torso was riddled with scars, some large and some small. Leon felt anger pooling in the back of his head at whatever monster had the temerity to mar such a beautiful body. He ran his hands over the flesh before him. The muscles beneath were firm, the skin taut. He leaned down to kiss a milky nipple, reveling in the gasp that came from Cloud. He enjoyed the cry his blond lover let out when he sucked the nipple into his mouth even more.
Cloud�s hands fisted in the bed sheets as Leon worked his chest, raining kisses down to his navel. He arched clear off the bed as Leon tongue his belly button. The urge for those talented lips seized him and he grasped Leon�s shirt, hauling him up and assaulting his lips. Cloud moaned into the kiss and meshed his fingers into Leon�s chocolaty hair. Leon pushed his tongue into Cloud�s willing mouth, mimicking what he intended to do with other parts of his body, all the while his hands kneading the muscles of Cloud�s torso.
With a lout popping noise, their mouths separated and Leon�s reigned sensual fire down the smooth column of Cloud�s throat. So lost was the blond hin his delirium that when Leon�s thumbs slipped past the waistband of his pants, he gasped loudly. A low rumble echoed deep in Leon�s chest; it could have been a chuckle or a groan, but Cloud immediately decided that he didn�t want to know - the noise was erotic, and that was all he cared about. Leon�s other four fingers joined his thumbs, and they glided to the button and zipper of Cloud�s pants. With deft hands he moved past these obstacles and pulled the blond�s pants down.
Cloud let out a sigh just as Leon groaned loudly - the blond man wore no underwear. His thick cock was presented to him, standing bold and erect, leaking with pre-come and shadowed by a golden halo of curls. Leon would later swear up and down that he felt a blood vessel In his head snap, and he had to physically restrain himself from burying his face into Cloud�s crotch. He swallowed, let out a breath, and pulled the blond�s pants down the rest of the way. He let his cobalt eyes travel up Cloud�s body and look upon his face. The normally impassive face of Cloud Strife was now completely cracked and unguarded. His full lips, painted cherry red from their frantic kisses, were parted, his pink tongue coming out every once in a while to wet them. His clear, bright blue eyes were screwed shut and his face was flushed a glorious, rosy shade of pink that Leon thought looked very fetching on him.
Closing his eyes and groaning inwardly, he took Cloud�s ankle and brought it up to his face, kissing the smooth skin. His free hand kneaded Cloud�s slim calf. The blond, feeling suddenly exposed with his leg in the air, made a noise of discomfort and tried, albeit weakly, to pull his leg from Leon�s grasp. The brunette would not relent, and he began to nibble on the ankle.
�L-Leon,� Cloud whispered. He hated to feel so exposed - it reminded him of how a lab rat would feel in a cage, how he had been no more than that, once. He had virtually no recollection of the horrifying experiments performed on him, but he had nightmares that were just as realistic as memories. He would wake up in the dead of night in a cold sweat, eyes darting about, searching every shadow, expecting to find a vial of blood or a broken syringe. This was never the case, of course, but that didn�t make these experiences any more tolerable.
Upon hearing the pleading tone in Cloud�s voice, Leon looked up. At the supplicating look in his lover�s eyes, the brunette began to move his hands up Cloud�s legs, dropping kisses up the creamy appendage. His hot breath ghosted over Cloud�s neglected cock, making it twitch. Leon raised his head to look into blue eyes that were, to Leon�s great shock, misty. His lusty expression softened and he knelt on the bed and gathered his small lover into his arms.
�Ah-! Wha-� Cloud�s protest was cut off by Leon�s lips on his. When they parted, Leon�s face was serious and he was rubbing small, soothing circles on Cloud�s biceps with his thumbs.
�Look, I don�t know what goes through your head on a daily basis, and I�m not gunna ask. You�ll tell me if you�re ready.� Feeling meek, Cloud could only manage to nod. �But I�m not gunna hurt you, and I�m not gunna leave you,� Leon said, the barest of gruff edges working its way into his voice. Cloud gazed at the brunette steadily. Perhaps this was his way of being sweet and reassuring, though he was sure he�d be socked in the shoulder if he called the great Squall Leonhart sweet. The blond smirked.
�Who knew you could be romantic, Leon,� he whispered. The brunette averted his gaze, glaring across the room.
�It�s the alcohol,� he grumbled. Cloud pressed his bare chest against Leon�s clothed one.
�Oh, I�m sure it is,� he murmured. He leaned forward, sucking the gun blade�s earlobe into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. With Leon sufficiently distracted by Cloud�s mouth, he didn�t even notice that the blond�s slender hands had moved down his chest until they were dancing up his chest. Leon didn�t know when the tables had turned, but a dominant Cloud was just as much of a turn on as a submissive one, and he decided that being dominated couldn�t be such a bad thing, seeing how much Cloud enjoyed it.
Leon helped Cloud pull off his shirt off and his libido was instantly battered into hyper drive as Cloud pulled the two close and mashed their bare chests together. Both men groaned loudly at the physical contact; Leon�s head fell back, prompting Cloud to lick and suck at the well presented flesh. He pushed Leon back, pressing him into the mattress, straddling him. Leon tried to pull Cloud down with him, but the blond ground his hips against Leon�s, effectively halting him. With a groan, Cloud righted himself and gazed openly down at the man below him.
Leon had gorgeous, lightly bronzed skin that was, like his own, criss-crossed with innumerable scars. Only where Cloud had tried to hide his evidence of battle, seeing them as a sign of his own weakness, Leon wore them proudly as badges of honour, displaying them for the world to see. Cloud thought he had never seen anything so beautiful.
As Cloud ran his fingers over Leon�s chest, the brunette groaned as his nipples pebbled, calling for Cloud�s attention. Somewhat giddy, the blond man latched onto one dusky nipple and sucked, hard. Leon arched off the bed, one hand fisting in blond hair, the other groping at bed sheets. Cloud pinched and rolled Leon�s other nipple even as his mouth ventured downward. His tongue maneuvered in between the ridges of Leon�s well defined muscles. When he reached the waistband of Leon�s leather pants (how he wore leather in the middle of summer still baffled Cloud), he smirked and, using his teeth and tongue, pulled the button from its hole and tugged the zipper down.
Leon lifted his head to stare incredulously at his lover. He wanted to ask where he had learned such a thing, but he was struck speechless. The only explanation Cloud offered was a lewd wink before he pulled the leather pants off of Leon.
Cloud forced himself not to look at Leon until the pants were removed completely. His blue eyes traveled up Leon�s long, toned legs and finally stopped on the brunette�s weeping member. Cloud licked his lips hungrily, but before he could move to act on his desire to please Leon, the brunette flipped them once more, pushing their cocks so close that one could feel the heat radiating off the other.
Leon moved down Cloud�s body, lavishing it with wet, sloppy kisses, his tongue darting out to flick at the skin, making the blond groan, only to retreat further down.
Cloud braced himself for Leon to take him into his mouth, but that never happened. Much to the blond�s frustration, Leon skipped over his cock completely. The only contact it received was a few strands of chocolate hair fluttering over it. Instead, Leon moved down to kiss , nip, and suck at Cloud�s muscular thighs. Now Cloud didn�t mind so much that Leon had skipped his cock, for the insides of his thighs were surprisingly sensitive. Cloud instinctively spread his legs, twisting one of them to wind around Leon�s body and rest on his back. Leon smirked and left on thigh - allowed his searing breath to caress Cloud�s cock, causing it to twitch and Cloud to whimper - and moved over to lave at the blond�s other thigh. His hands glided up to rest on Cloud�s hips, fingers curling downward to massage the sides of Cloud�s ass.
�Ah� nhn� Leon, will you - AH!� The blond�s voice escalated into a perfect low countertenor, his back arching impossibly, as Leon took the head of Cloud�s cock into his mouth. His tongue slid into the tiny slit, gathering the pre-come there, and Cloud cried out again, bucking into Leon�s mouth. The brunette began to inch his way down Cloud�s cock, slowly taking all of him into his mouth, carefully relaxing the muscles of his throat so that he didn�t gag. Whatever he couldn�t get with his mouth, his hands liberally massaged. He flattened his tongue against Cloud�s shaft and gave it a long, steady lick, eliciting yet another loud cry from the blond man. Leon chuckled around the cock in his mouth - he was sure his neighbor, a few buildings down, could hear Cloud.
The vibrations of Leon�s laughter send tremours up Cloud�s spine and as much as ehe didn�t want it, for it was too soon, he felt his end coming up quickly. He began writhing and thrusting into Leon�s mouth, moaning wantonly.
�Leon� uhn.. I�m� wait-� Cloud wasn�t entirely sure if Leon would let him come in his mouth, and he tried to pull away. However, when Leon grabbed his hips to hold him still, all thoughts of doubt were erased. With a few more hard sucks and a throaty groan, Cloud exploded in Leon�s mouth with a loud cry. With a moan, the brunette eagerly accepted Cloud�s seed. Each time his cock pulsed, Leon swallowed every ribbon that shot from it. It wasn�t a pleasant taste, but he�d had worst. Leon continued to suck gently on Cloud�s softening cock, watching as the blond bucked spasmodically, as the flesh was very sensitive. He released Cloud�s member with a soft pop, and crawled back up the blond�s body. Cloud�s head was thrown back and he was grinning. He looked up Leon, who was also smiling, and reached down between them, making a blind grab at Leon�s cock, intending to give the brunette the same pleasure he had just received. Leon stopped him, catching his wrist and bringing it up to his palm and knuckles.
�Leon, I want-� He didn�t get to finish his sentence, for Leon cut him off with a quick kiss.
�Can I fuck you, Cloud?� he murmured huskily, looking at his lover from beneath long, dark lashes. Cloud could feel Leon�s hand moving up his chest, fingertips touching his throat. He groaned at the tone of Leon�s voice and felt his cock begin to stir again.
�Yes!� Cloud gasped. The hand that had been moving up his chest reached its destination - Cloud�s mouth. Leon�s index and middle finger touched at Cloud�s lips, and they parted, enveloping the digits in the warm, moist heat that was Cloud�s mouth. His tongue glided all over Leon�s fingers, coating them liberally with saliva. Cloud also sucked and nipped at them with his teeth, causing Leon to moan.
Leon withdrew his fingers and moved down Cloud�s body once more. The blond spread his legs and lifted his hips upward, allowing Leon to prep him easier.
�Have you done this before?� Leon asked. Cloud smiled. The mix of awkwardness and concern that bled into Leon�s voice was irresistibly cute.
�Once, I think.� To be honest, Cloud couldn�t remember if he�d ever made love before. He recalled intense physical pleasure with a tall, dark haired man, but was unsure as to whether or not there had been any physical penetration. Leon nodded nonetheless.
�Just relax,� he whispered. Cloud nodded, but he still tensed up when he felt the pad of one of Leon�s fingers circling his puckered entrance. As soon as Leon felt the ring of muscles relax, he slipped his finger in knuckle deep. When Cloud cried out this time, Leon could hear pain laced into his voice. He leaned up to kiss Cloud, murmuring an apology. Cloud shook his head and wriggled his hips. Leon rotated his finger, filling and stretching the smaller blond. When Cloud was whimpering in pleasure once more, he added a second finger. Cloud made a noise of mild discomfort as Leon scissor his fingers, thrusting them in and out slowly. The brunette groaned at the sight before him - Cloud laying on the bed, legs spread, flushed, being finger fucked by Leon. The gunblade lowered his head and kissed Cloud�s shoulder. As he moved his fingers In and out of the blond warrior, his lips moved up and latched themselves on to the side of Cloud�s neck. He sucked hard, bit down, and laved at it with his tongue. He repeated this, basking in Cloud�s moans, until the mark was the violent shade of purple-red he desired. �Property of Squall Leonhart.�
By this point, Cloud was fully erect again and moaning, begging for Leon to fuck him. Using his free hand, Leon grasped his own painfully neglected cock and spread the pre-come on it, making it slick. He lifted Cloud�s legs and settled between them; Cloud wrapped his long legs around Leon�s lean waist, drawing them closer. Leon guided himself to Cloud�s entrance, the head of his dripping cock pressed against his hole. The brunette looked at Cloud, as if asking again if this was okay. With an impatient groan, Cloud rocked his hips and took Leon inside of him.
Both men cried out; Cloud�s hands fisted in the sheets and Leon�s gripped at Cloud�s hips with bruising force, exerting an Immense amount of self control, preventing himself from slamming into his smaller lover, which could seriously injure him. The last thing he needed was to have to go to Aerith to get her to make a salve for torn anal tissue.
�Leon! Move!� Cloud managed to gasp out. Leon was mildly surprised that Cloud had recovered so quickly; then he remember that Cloud was just as much of a fighter as he was, and he knew how to block out pain. Leon nodded and pushed further into the blond, groaning loudly as Cloud�s impossibly tight heat squeezed him, caressing every curve of his cock. He soon found himself sheathed to the hilt, and he let out a breath he hadn�t known he�d been holding. Leon leaned down and kissed Cloud�s parted lips desperately, needing something to take his mind off of screwing his lover clear through the mattress. Cloud�s arms encircled Leon, clutching at his shoulders.
This was it - what he�d been dreaming about for months. And, he was eager to admit, the real deal was a thousand times better than any old wet dream he�d ever had. It didn�t matter that they were drunk and that in the morning it would be beyond awkward. What mattered was that he was in Leon�s arms, Leon was in him, and he felt genuinely desired for the first time.
Cloud placed a kiss against Leon�s lips, and Leon pulled out and then pushed back in. Cloud moaned and tightened his legs� grip on Leon, forcing him in deeper. Leon�s voice box seemed to have abandoned him, for all he could manage were shallow gasps for air. He was sure that if he made any sort of noise, he�d come without having a chance to do anything.
As Leon began to tentatively thrust in and out of Cloud, the blond began to move his hips in time with Leon�s thrusts, their hips meeting every time. After the first few thrusts, Leon began to angle his hips differently, looking for that spot that would make his lover -
Cloud cried out, that perfect, low countertenor, and Leon knew he�d found it. He began thrusting in that exact spot, over and over again, thriving off of the noises Cloud was making. He could feel his stomach turning into a pit of snakes, and he knew it wouldn�t be long now.
Cloud had dug his short nails into Leon�s back and was moaning and gasping, nearly delirious. Each time Leon hit his prostate, he saw white spots dancing in his vision, and the added stimulation of his cock caught between their writhing, sweating bodies brought him ever closer to the edge.
�C-Cloud� I�m� oh, gods, Cloud!� Leon groaned. That pit of snakes in his stomach suddenly surged downward, catching his balls in an iron grip. His thrusts became shallow and erratic as his orgasm swooped down on him like a bird of prey, tearing him asunder at the groin. He called out Cloud�s name over and over, burying his face into the blond�s shoulder. He rode out his climax with long, deep thrusts, breathing heavily.
Leon�s torso worked Cloud�s engorged cock, and those last long, slow thrusts were enough to rocket Cloud into his second orgasm of the night. He was positive that his entire body, along with Leon�s, came right off the bed and hovered as the waves of his climax coursed through his body. His entire field of vision had become white; he opened his mouth, and no words or sounds came out.
The two men eventually drifted back down to solid ground, or in this case, mattress. They were both covered in a sheen of sweat and shook as if chilled. Leon�s arms gave out and he collapsed on top of his lover, resting his head in the crook of his neck. Cloud wiped the damp hair from Leon�s face, running his fingertips lightly over the brunette�s bicep.
They stayed like that for several minutes until their breathing returned to a mimicry of normalcy. Using the last of his strength, Leon rolled off of Cloud and settled next to him, a very satisfied grin on his face. With a small smile of his own, Cloud curled up at Leon�s side, throwing an arm across his chest. He buried his face into Leon�s side.
�You planned this, didn�t you?� he murmured. The brunette grinned, threading his fingers into Cloud�s damn, tousled hair.
�Could�ve,� he admitted.
�Was your reward worth it?� the blond asked sleepily.
�Mm, I�d say so,� Leon said. Perhaps he would have continued the conversation, figured out what Cloud wanted to do now, but he lost his battle with sleep and finally closed his eyes.
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Birds chirping obnoxiously woke Leon from the most peaceful sleep he�d ever had late the next morning. When he forced his bleary eyes open, he was ever grateful for the black curtains Aerith had tailored for his small window. While they blocked out sunlight very well, they were not soundproof. As he blinked his eyes into focus, he took in the situation he remembered he was in.
Cloud was curled at his side, sleeping soundly. His arms were wound around Leon�s torso, his face pressed into Leon�s side. At some time during the night, the blond had pulled the sheet up to cover them, but it had slipped down and now was loosely draped over his narrow waist. The brunette could feel Cloud�s legs tangled with his own. He couldn�t hold back a smile as he wondered if the blond was always this affectionate when he slept. He placed a hand lightly on Cloud�s spiky blond hair, which was deceptively soft despite its severe appearance. Leon�s smile did not leave his face as he watched his lover sleep.
Several moments passed, and Leon had zoned out, not even noticing that Cloud was looking up at him, smiling cutely.
�Planet to Leon,� he murmured. The brunette blinked his cobalt eyes, focusing his vision on Cloud.
�Morning,� he said.
Cloud opened his mouth, trying to find the proper syllables to string together a word, but nothing came. Leon was about to tell him that it was all right, they would talk about it soon enough when there was a loud knock on the front door. Leon looked to the bedroom door and, smirking, began to extricate himself from Cloud�s embrace. He figured the blond would have a difficult time just walking - going down a flight of stairs wouldn�t be pleasant. The brunette stood and stretched, pleased when he felt Cloud�s eyes boring into him. He walked, gloriously nude, to the dresser, where he fished out a pair of fresh boxers and stepped into them. He glanced back, offering the dumbstruck blond a wink, and padded downstairs.
He unbolted the front door and opened it, revealing a smiling ninja.
�Morning, Leon!� she said cheerfully. She made a face at his disheveled appearance. �Jeez, you look like hell. What�d you do, take on an army of windmills and lose?� Yuffie laughed at her own joke.
�I got drunk, had a hangover,� he grunted dismissively. as a general rule of thumb, he tried to avoid the happy-go-lucky ninja after a night of drink, and now, sex.
�Right, well.� Yuffie scratched the back of her head, trying to remember what she was here for in the first place. �Oh yeah! Aerith wanted me to tell you and Chocoboy that we�re having a big party at that new restaurant up in town tonight. Yanno, to celebrate Vinnie�s arrival and stuff, �kay?� Leon nodded, rubbing his temple. He wasn�t lying about getting drunk - he had a slight headache, and the bright ninja wasn�t making it any better. She told him to get some caffeine in him and turned to leave, when she spun around, remembering something else.
�An� wear something nice, right? Tell Cloud to pull out his cocktail dress - he looks good in it.� Yuffie winked at him, then bounded off down the street. With a groan, Leon shut the door. He busied himself with making coffee and tea, all the while imagining Cloud in a small black dress. Maybe with a pair of high heeled boots�
Suppressing a moan and the urge to raid Tifa�s closet, he began to trek back upstairs, two steaming mugs in his hands.
�I made your coffee extra strong�Cloud?�
Cloud was standing at the dresser, pulling a pair of pants on. He looked up at Leon, and the brunette could see the barest traces of fear and confusion in Cloud�s sky blue eyes. He set the mugs down on the table near the door and took a step toward Cloud.
�What are-�
�I�ve got to go.� The curt tone of Cloud�s voice surprised Leon, and he furrowed his brow. Cloud was shutting down, closing up shop, ready to lock Leon out again. Over my goddamned dead body.
�Cloud, we need to talk.� Cloud glared at Leon.
�About what? You had your fun - I�ve got to go,� he repeated. Anger spiked in Leon, his fists clenching.
�You think last night was me toying with you? You really believe that?� Leon was pissed, but beneath that, he was a little hurt. Angry and hurt that Cloud would accuse him of such a despicable act - didn�t Cloud know that Leon had more respect for him than that?
�What does it matter what I believe? My services to you are over, Leonhart,� Cloud spat. In that instant, Cloud hated himself again. He was shoving a fiery knife into Leon�s body over and over again, and for no reason other than Cloud�s own insecurities ad fears. Essentially, he was going on lock down so that he wouldn�t get hurt when Leon told him that last night was a fluke, that it wasn�t supposed to happen. He hadn�t wanted to think that last night was a mistake, but when Leon went downstairs to answer the door, he began to think that the brunette would not come back up, would simply mup and leave, not wanting to take a lover as damaged as he was.
�I won�t bother you again,� Cloud muttered. He turned back to the dresser to pull out a shirt when he was unexpectedly broadsided, slammed into a wall. Leon efficiently pinned his arms to the wall about his head with one hand. �The fuck is with you, Leonhart?� Cloud yelled.
�With me? You flirt with me nonstop at the party, I make you scream my name last night, and bring you coffee the next morning, and you�re asking what�s wrong with me?� Cloud glared defiantly at the brunette�s accusations, but he couldn�t fight off the slightly embarrassed flush that spread across his face. �I will tear down your walls with my bare hands until you see that I�m not going anywhere,� Leon said, with more emotion that he intended.
Cloud�s expression softened, his breath hitching in his throat. He�d been� wrong. Blessedly wrong. He searched Leon�s stormy eyes.
�You don�t think I�m� disgusting?� he whispered. �Or weak?�
Leon could have laughed.
�You�re beautiful, Cloud. Inside and out,� Leon breathed. It was awkward for him to be so sentimental, but it seemed to work out well enough, for Cloud fell against him, whimpering softly as his lips fell against Leon�s. His pale arms came to rest on his shoulders and he pressed their bare chests together. Leon�s tongue slipped from his mouth and pressed right into Cloud�s. the blond moaned as Leon�s tongue plundered his mouth, and he bucked his hips, forcing their new erections together.
�Bed, now,� Cloud growled. They stumbled backward and Leon sat down on the bed, yanking Cloud�s pants down.
�Getting ready to leave�� Leon snorted, kissing at the blond�s hips. He moved his head up to nuzzle at Cloud�s taut stomach. �You belong here�� He licked at the skin around his navel. �With me.�
Cloud was thoroughly moved by Leon�s uncharacteristic sentiments; in truth, he could have cried. He settled for stepping out of his pants and straddling Leon�s lap. He tilted the brunette�s head up and kissed him with such fervor that both men groaned. Cloud rolled them so that Leon was on top, resting his weight on the smaller blond. Cloud, in fact, enjoyed the weight of the brunette - it made him feel warm, safe, and overall snuggly.
Leon reached down and pulled his boxers off, tossing them over his shoulder, not caring one iota where they landed. Their erections pressed together once more, and Cloud clutched at Leon�s back.
�L�Leon... Please,� he sobbed. The brunette leaned in to nibble at Cloud�s sensitive ear. He ran his rough, iniquitous hands down Cloud�s body to massage small circles at his hips.
And then, abruptly, all contact was broken. Cloud was instantly overcome by thoughts of the worst - that Leon would leave him blue balled and on a physical high. He opened his blue eyes and was relieved to see that Leon was still within touching distance, but was rummaging through the drawer of the small nightstand. Cloud had never opened the bottom drawer, for that was Leon�s. He saw the brunette pull a small tube from the darkness of the drawer.
�Flip over,� Leon muttered huskily. Suppressing an excited smile, Cloud turned over on his stomach, raising himself up onto his hands and knees. He felt a little exposed with his ass in the air like that, but he knew it would all pay off in a few minutes.
Leon popped the cap off the tube and squeezed out some of the liquid onto his fingers, which he rubbed together, making them slick. Reaching around, he ran his fingers lightly over Cloud�s pulsing manhood. Cloud groaned and instinctively pushed back. He withdrew his hand from Cloud�s member and placed both hands on his rear, spreading his cheeks. The blond groaned in anticipation, dropping his head. He was caught off guard and let out a strangled cry of surprise and pleasure as he felt Leon�s familiar wet tongue circling his entrance.
�Ah�! Leon!� he whimpered. His words quickly became incomprehensible babbly as Leon�s tongue slipped past the tight ring of muscle that guarded his passage.
The blond was moaning loudly and pushing back, trying to feel more. Cloud�s breaths began to become short and shallow, and Leon removed his tongue, his ego sufficiently satiated. He grabbed the tube once more and squirted some lube into his palm. He tossed the tube to the side and grinned a little as it clattered to the floor. Cloud whimpered and pushed his hips back, silently begging for Leon to get a move on. Leon worked his hand along his own shaft, giving it a slick, glistening coat before slowly sinking into Cloud�s brilliantly hot, incredibly tight passage.
Cloud and Leon cried out simultaneously, the blond gripping at the sheets until his knuckles turned white. Somewhere In the back of his discombobulated mind, he realized that it didn�t hurt as much this time as it did last night. Leon groaned and dug his long fingers into the little hollows above Cloud�s hip bones, remaining still. Sweat began to bead across his entire body, and when Cloud pushed back with a rather vulgar moan, he wasted no time in pulling back and roughly rolling his hips back into the shaking blond. He leaned over, pressing his chest against Cloud�s back, laving at the nape of his neck. Leon began to piston his hips, angling them so that he struck Cloud�s prostate with every powerful thrust. One of his hands came up and fisted itself in Cloud�s silky blond hair and pulled, forcing his head to tilt back. Cloud turned his face toward Leon�s and their mouths were reunited with extraordinarily dirty, wet kisses.
�Harder,� Cloud gasped roughly.
Leon pulled away, his body missing the warmth of Cloud�s back. He rearranged his grip on the demanding blond�s hips and began to slam into him, losing himself in the euphoric violence of their lovemaking. As slick as he was, Cloud�s body was still so indescribably tight around Leon�s cock; it was making him dizzy.
The strength in Cloud�s arms soon ran dry, and he found himself face to face with the bed sheets. He clutched at them, looking to find some stability. No dice. In a desperate attempt to feel more of the paradise that Leon was literally pounding into him, he began to push back, meeting him thrust for thrust. He moaned into the bed, all former thoughts of discretion and decency dropped off of Cloud Nine, to crash, shattered beyond hope of repair, to the ground below.
The blond could feel his release building, and his hand flew to his cock, pumping it to the rhythm of Leon�s thrusts. And suddenly his body went rigid and it felt like someone had hit every pleasure receptor in his body with a rather powerful lighting spell. He sang out as his orgasm wracked through him, spilling across the sheets below. He vaguely heard a string of curses leave Leon�s mouth and felt him still. There was an incredible warmth within him as the brunette�s seed filled him. They remained as statues for several moments, recollecting their thoroughly jellied brains and attempting to control their breathing.
Leon pulled out of Cloud, and the small blond felt a strong arm loop around his stomach, pulling him back. They fell into the pillows together, Leon letting out a grunt as Cloud fell unceremoniously on top of him. He tried to roll off to avoid squashing him, but Leon�s arms tightened, holding him there. He nibbled on his ear, still breathing heavily, and Cloud sighed in contentment. He twisted his head around and came into direct contact with Leon�s mouth. This kiss was different from the others they had shared - it was like a seal. Leon�s lips were gentle and conformed perfectly against his. Cloud wanted to mold his body into Leon�s, as if they didn�t already fit together like the last two pieces of a complex puzzle.
Leon pulled back with a chuckle and extended his arm out, groping on the nightstand surface for something. He found it and dangled it in front of Cloud�s face - his PHS phone. He flipped it open and held down the �1� button - speed dial to Aerith (Cloud made a mental note to change speed dial one to Leon). The flower girl picked up and sweetly said, �Hello!�
�It�s Leon.�
�Oh, hey! Where are you and Cloud? You usually never sleep in this late,� she said, and Cloud could hear the concern in her voice even over the phone.
�Our hangovers were pretty bad, and blondie here tripped on the stairs last night. He�s walking weird,� Leon grinned, glancing down at Cloud, who had flushed bright red.
�Oh! Is he alright?� Aerith�s voice held a panicky tone, and Cloud groaned. �Was that him? Should I come over?� Cloud�s blue eyes widened, and he shook his head fervently. �Are his legs broken?� Leon snorted.
�No, he just fell on his ass. He�s got ice on it; you guys enjoy the restaurant, all right? We�ll see you tomorrow,� he said, effectively ending any forthcoming questions.
�Okay. Take care, Leon,� she said. Leon snapped the device shut and put it back on the nightstand. He wrapped his arms back around Cloud, who melted into the embrace.
�You�re a liar,� he muttered affectionately. Leon nuzzled the side of his head, inhaling the mild smelling shampoo that clung to blond hair.
�I�d like to see you up and walking around,� the brunette murmured. Cloud flushed hotly and squirmed, wriggling off of Leon�s chest to stretch out, pressing himself against Leon�s side. He then slipped out of bed and stood, wincing a little at the stinging pain.
�Mm� I could use a nice, hot shower,� he said as he walked toward the bathroom, swaying his lips, a little to relieve the pain and a lot to lure his lover into the shower with him. Leon� s eyebrows arched at Cloud�s uncharacteristic teasing. The blond looked back over his shoulder, his gaze lidded and promising. �And there�s always one spot on my back that I can never quite reach.� This was a lie and they both knew it; Cloud was incredibly limber (Leon would soon find out exactly how limber the blond was) and could certainly reach any part of his anatomy he desired. And yet Leon found himself moving at record speed to latch onto his lover once more, his momentum carrying them onward into the bathroom.
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�Great fuckin� planet, I still don�t get why we gotta come out here to give two grown men food. They�re more�n capable of cookin� their own damned dinner,� Cid grumbled as he and Vincent walked down the dark street. It was late, and he was full, and he�d rather be home, curled up with Vincent and a bottle of beer.
�Aerith seemed to think that it was your fault that Cloud injured himself,� Vincent said. A particularly vulgar stream of profanities left Cid�s mouth, and the crimson cloaked gunman suppressed a smile.
�It�s not like I was pouring the goddamned tequila down his fuckin� throat! Tifa knows damn well Jailbait can�t hold his liquor, and she just kept on feedin� it to him. Him crackin� his ass on the fuckin� steps ain�t my goddamned problem.� Vincent smirked and squeezed Cid�s rough hand with his own smooth one.
�Just because you�re not getting laid at this very moment doesn�t mean you won�t be getting anything at all. Calm down,� the dark haired man said evenly. Cid seemed to choke on his own breath at Vincent�s insinuations. Sometimes, Cid thought, this guy�s jus� too good for a dirty ol� fucker like me.
They arrived at Leon and Cloud�s place and knocked on the door. When no one answered, Cid cursed and banged on the door harder. Still no answer, and Cid�s short fuse was about to run out.
�Are they fuckin� deaf?� he growled. Vincent held his hand up for silence, his sensitive ears picking up some sort of sound. Impatient as always, Cid had already begun to open the door by the time Vincent realized what the sounds were and tried to stop Cid. The blond pilot�s mouth fell open as he saw what Vincent had heard.
Cloud�s hands were gripping the low mantel of the fireplace, his arms straining to keep him from being driven into the wall. His stomach was facing the ground and his head was thrown back; he was crying out as wantonly as a Wutain hooker. His long legs were locked at an awkward angle, his knees digging into Leon�s ass. The blond�s abdominal muscles were straining to keep him up as Leon pounded into him mercilessly, his own head tossed back, groaning Cloud�s name out like it was an aphrodisiac.
Cid�s eyes were as wide as serving platters as he took in the sight before him, and Vincent struggled to keep his face impassive. Regaining conscious thought, Cid dropped the food just inside and shut the door quietly. The last thing he needed were two nude warriors hearing him and accusing him of being a perverted old voyeur. He turned and faced the street, running a hand through his short hair.
�Fuckin� mother of the gods. Sure as hell wish we were fuckin� young again,� he muttered.
Vincent laughed. Cid spun around and stared at his lover; he�d maybe heard the man laugh twice in all the years he�d know him, and never like this. It unnerved him. Still laughing, Vincent began to move away from Cid, back down the road that led to their home.
�Speak for yourself, Highwind.�

My sincerest apologies for the horrifyingly daunting length of this beast! I got a little carried away with it. -grins sheepishly- CloudxLeon is one of my favourites, so I was really excited to be writing this. Been working on it for well over a month, but I'm pretty pleased with how it came out, typos aside. It was twenty-five pages in word! Needless to say, I've got killer hand cramps from typing this monster up (because I'm lame and wasteful and write it all down on paper beforehand). In the near future, I wanna get out one more Cleon based on a song by The Goo Goo Dolls that I think describes CloudxLeon perfectly, and I wanna do a ZackxCloud. Okay, shutting up now :3
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