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Somehow, the roles had reversed, imperceivable, yet undeniable in the end. Favoring both Cloud and Sephiroth since the omega was in the midst of his heat, he summoned all his energy to pull one of Sephiroth’s broad hands onto his chest. Forcing Sephiroth to massage his nipples, strangely, despite the glorious exchange eclipsing his soul, Cloud felt his body temperature continue to surge.
Directly in front of Sephiroth now and straddling one of his thighs, Cloud was on the verge of losing himself, wanting to gyrate on it instead of Sephiroth’s cock if it meant finding some form of relief. Grabbed and bound by the necklace he’d been given by his mother, Cloud winced as Sephiroth wrapped it loosely around his neck, the only way he could stabilize the brazen omega before he leapt at him.
“Ugh, never took you for someone so kinky, Sephiroth.” Sputtering when Sephiroth barely tightened the jewelry cord around his own hand, Cloud warned carefully, “That wasn’t cheap, babe.”
With a deft touch and a skilled hand producing magic, Sephiroth had bound Cloud with his opposite hand strewn onto his nipples. Immobilized, Cloud’s dissatisfaction made his body heat up, hips and erect nipples back and forth wanton as they tested Sephiroth’s hand and thigh.
Expressions morphing with a bestial quality to twist rapidly, Sephiroth’s demeanor never changed, surprisingly. Resisting the urges of his alpha nature, perhaps due to the way Cloud was in the lead, Sephiroth hardly moved, watching as Cloud pinned himself close. Swollen member rubbing against Sephiroth’s straddled thigh, the nude flesh ground slowly, deliberately, between the intermittent beat of their hearts.
Quivering all over at the slightest bit of stimulation, Cloud’s entire body was a conduit and receptor for magnifying all his lustful desires and Sephiroth’s. Breathing intensifying from them both, he was very obviously rolling himself on top of Sephiroth, caught in the heated glaze of lust, back and forth drawn as he moved his chest and hips in larger circles to chase after what Sephiroth was offering, but also trying to coax the alpha to lose all semblances of control as well.
The sight of Sephiroth restraining himself so perfectly was cumbersome and a nuisance, even if he was doing so out of respect for Cloud. Appreciative of Sephiroth being cautious since he was handling an omega, Cloud was sent into profuse overdrive. Mustering all his strength, he ground his teeth and braced himself stolidly in an attempt to break down Sephiroth’s defenses as a means of not feeling so alone in the middle of his heat.
Mouth parched and ego stoked for more, Cloud giggled as he rode the high sensations. Akin to fumes he was inhaling, the pheromones were depicting such delectable promises. As his member brushed Sephiroth between his thighs, the friction immediately pulled out such lewd noises from the aroused alpha. Chasing the teasing tugging and circling his sensitive buds like a deprived soul, Cloud could’ve sworn he was almost leaking now directly onto Sephiroth.
Not ashamed by that thought, as Cloud released some of the most high-strung noises, Sephiroth’s vice-like grip loosened. Alert to Cloud’s every need, as he listened, Cloud heard Sephiroth’s breathing growing heavier with each tumultuous shake of his hips. Cloud’s greedy hole continued to grow slick and twitch more, hungry and eager for something big, burning hot, and quite thick to fill himself properly.
Incapable of wearing the courtly stance he normally donned around Sephiroth, Cloud stepped right outside his refined mannerisms and snickered. Seductively, he suggested, “Just bury yourself in...I’m so wet and ready...I’ll suck and swallow every drop out of that cock.”
The thought of Sephiroth’s large cock pounding his hole nearly caused Cloud to buck over, the distance edging closer to the explosive climax so deadly. Before he ran the risk of releasing the energy he’d accrued for the wrong reasons, when Cloud looked up, he was quite pleased and proud of the results of his obscene declaration.
Sephiroth had gulped down mouthfuls of saliva, clearly struggling with himself as his eyes wandered all Cloud’s body. Torn apart with wanting to go ballistic, he strongly placed himself in the position of a keen observer instead of a berserk demon, much to Cloud’s annoyance.
Those fingers continued pulling, coarse and soft in turn, coaxing Cloud’s hips to rotate much faster and harder down on Sephiroth’s leg. Practically massaging his thigh with his own flesh, Cloud didn’t think he could become any harder and wetter, though his member did indeed shock himself as he felt it jerk to complete fullness at the sudden, sharp stimulation bouncing all over his chest.
Sephiroth appeared inebriated as he feasted on every tiny sound Cloud created, the proviso of his touches bestowed empowered by Cloud alone. All his rapt attention was focused on Cloud, each rub, twist, pinch, and alluring pull heightening the sensitivity in both men uniquely.
Salivating when Sephiroth’s rich green eyes bore into his and speared through the back of his head and deeply into his soul, a highly enamored Cloud had to pause in wonderment.
“Going to just play with my nipples all day long?” Snickering when he felt he had the upper hand, Cloud boasted without much thought, “I’ll need more from you than nipple play.”
As if trying to test out Cloud’s brazen claims, Sephiroth picked up the pace, lewdly grinning as he held onto the wicked agenda he’d concocted. Fingertips circling Cloud’s deep pink, swollen areolas, he occasionally stopped to knead their rosy tips, watching Cloud relentlessly.
Taking a deep breath and praying he would live to see this through, Cloud swooned as he surrendered. “Oooh...god...how?”
Stubborn as the owner, Sephiroth’s hand rubbed frantically until Cloud sputtered in disbelief. Impossible as it was to grow redder and hotter, his swollen flesh matched the turgid one between his legs, constantly creating friction to crest into Sephiroth. The entire time, Sephiroth varied his finger speed, sometimes fast and rough, other times slow, deliberate, and teasing. The consistency remained however in his lashing motions, his influence and dominance pinning Cloud’s desires with layer upon layer of pure pleasure.
Eyebrows arched, Sephiroth opened the doorway of concupiscence as he cooed, “Wanna come for me, gorgeous?”
Less of a braggart than Cloud thought he was, Sephiroth proved that he knew if he were to stretch his hand and play with both their cocks, Cloud would be the one undone and a sweaty puddle within seconds, even if his hands were bound. All the omega could really do was puff out his chest to invite more touches, focusing intently on Sephiroth’s voracious caresses while slamming down on his leg to jerk tingling vibrations into his cock.
Teeth gritted, Sephiroth admitted while Cloud panted away, “Urgh, if you don’t come soon, I really don’t think I’ll be able to restrain myself!”
Pathways of true bliss broke throughout Cloud, sizzling hot and nearly blinding. Screaming as he drew circles over Sephiroth with his cock leaking and dripping already, he yelled himself hoarse and never felt a bit of embarrassment. Stroked out of his mind below, steeped in the effects of his orgasm, as Cloud chanted Sephiroth’s name, the alpha gaped, his rubbing fingers slowing down enough to bring Cloud back to his senses.
Aware that Sephiroth had yet to come, there was a certain familiarity in the residual aftermath of Cloud having his red, raw nipples fondled beyond his limits. Both breasts were numb, his skin covered in gooseflesh. With one final squeeze and drawn-out growl to spike Cloud’s body with wild tremors, Sephiroth reluctantly released Cloud’s ravaged nipples.
Flopping over and crashing into Sephiroth, forehead dripping with sweat, from the strenuous exercise, Cloud computed that his torso was sutured with excess sensations quite ethereal and supremely coated in sexual hunger.
“Wow,” he purred in elation, his fervent approval unlimited as he supplied while grinning widely, “not bad at all, sephiroth.”
Cradling him protectively, Sephiroth turned himself around, landing on the bed and Cloud. Letting go of the omega’s hands, as their quivering palms kissed across his broad chest, Sephiroth’s knees gently spread Cloud’s thighs apart. Left hand gliding up and down his cock to even cup his testicles, as he carefully administered the most sincere, tender touches to rouse the omega once more, he even went so far as to smear the essence Cloud had created onto his digits.
Nudging them back to rest over Cloud’s fluttering hole, without entering him yet, while they held eye contact, Sephiroth loomed over. Leaving his mouth only an inch away from Cloud, before the omega had a chance to stifle both their breaths by stealing a much-needed kiss, at the last minute, Sephiroth drew away.
Denied as he was from the passionate kiss he desired, Cloud couldn’t pout, not when Sephiroth’s lavender scented hair dangled onto his flesh long before his lips descended on the crook of Cloud’s neck. Sucking and biting his way towards Cloud’s earlobe, instead of nibbling on it, he parted from the flushed flesh, aiming his next words directly into Cloud’s soul beyond his eardrums.
“We haven’t even started yet, gorgeous.”
This was a musical announcement from the gods themselves, and Cloud required no other form of coaching and advertising before he got in position. Adjustments prepared, dizzy and heaven bound as he was, the backdrop of his former concessions faded, his head swimming and body singing with pure glee and hunger continuously renewed to render himself unable to desire for anything other than a physical connection.
His patience had been rewarded by Sephiroth’s growing affection for him and now that they were just that much closer, they suddenly saw each other in a different light. The adolescent curiosities Cloud once had gradually gave way to the surety that adults felt when they chose lovers and their hesitation and clumsiness had all but disappeared. The awkwardness between them had long disappeared, making such a thing as foreplay easy and natural as breathing and blinking.
Sephiroth slowly unbuttoned the rest of his dress shirt and slid it off his frame, no longer patient and composed. Extra training had forced the almost perfect body to bulk up to an even greater, more desirable athletic build. A defined, heavily sculpted six-pack lay beneath a lifted muscle shirt, the sights simply to die for. Once awkwardly pale skin had become so beautifully creamy, and Cloud knew every inch of it was his to taste and cherish.
Doing just that, Cloud bravely leaned forward and placed gentle kisses on Sephiroth’s impeccably chiseled stomach before plunging his tongue into his navel. A gentle cry and nails digging into the fabric were all Cloud heard before he was pushed back once more. Rough with him at first, Sephiroth cautioned about wanting to be the one to bestow such affection onto Cloud, pinning him to the mattress before he smothered and smeared licks and kisses everywhere he could land on.
His own acute whimper was all Cloud heard as Sephiroth lapped at the tiny hole in his belly before swooping for his cock head. Engulfing it in his mouth in a brazen descent, Sephiroth let the member hang there, lifting his tongue and massaging it as if giving it a lavishing bath. It grew and twitched to full tumescence, the alpha ghosting his fingers up Cloud’s arched back before tugging and squeezing his globes, ushering his hips to grind into his face.
Irritated and yanked out of his entire body practically when Sephiroth’s inner cheeks slickly sucked on his cock, Cloud pulled back and pushed the alpha’s muscle shirt further up, his mouth finding pert nipples and worrying them with his sharpened teeth as he was sucked and tasted. Sephiroth shuddered as a response, perhaps experiencing a scary excitement at the feeling of tiny canines when they brushed over the sensitive nubs.
Head bobbing between Cloud’s thighs as he wrapped his hands around the middle of them, Cloud thought that one wrong arch would make the silver haired male suck him clean at this point. It was a silly fear to end things too soon, but one that excited him as if he was a novice to sex. Conveying such an elated feeling, Cloud threaded his fingers into silken hair and his fingers unconsciously massaged Sephiroth’s scalp as the alpha dragged his wet lips from the base to his tip a few times before smothering him to the hilt and back of his throat.
Going completely insane as he observed such a handsome man going down on him, Cloud started breathing deeply, his hips thrusting occasionally. Praying he didn’t dare come too quickly, he mewled when Sephiroth began playing with his scrotum and brushed his fingers up and down the underside of his penis, from the scrotum up to the glans and back. Gooseflesh and needlepoints bit into Cloud’s skin, his blood heating in his veins when Sephiroth wrapped a hand around his length and sucked harder, spreading some pre-come around his head before pumping his fist up and down.
This made him gasp and thrust his hips forward, up into Sephiroth’s tight fist and mouth in measured increments, the pace so bloody delicious as pressure hit the veins on his member. Cloud pumped one more time inside Sephiroth’s mouth, on fire when the alpha began sliding his fingers down to grasp the base of his erection and pulling the skin taut.
Gyrations uncoordinated now, Cloud grunted loudly with each thrust of his hips as he came dangerously close to ejaculating. Hearing Sephiroth slurping away and feasting on every inch of his flesh, his hips were suddenly raised, disconnecting from the soft mattress and meeting the air.
Both of Sephiroth’s hands now had lifted Cloud off the bed, though his upper body rested flatly on the furniture. Hoisted up, his thighs were spread, the audible ‘smack’ and ‘pop’ of Sephiroth’s mouth disconnecting from his cock before the larger male dug his face between Cloud’s cheeks.
Abashed as he was, Cloud, tilted up at this new position, felt the fluid flowing through where Sephiroth’s index finger lay against the urethra, each spurt a little slower until his toes and ankles slumped back down to the mattress. Not quite spent, Cloud peered down and sighed in satisfaction as the angle gave him the best view possible to what Sephiroth was now up to.
Licking and prodding at Cloud’s hole, this was something Cloud hadn’t ever experienced, but appeared less frightening than he imagined. Although certainly heavily lidded with embarrassment since his cock and ass were far too presentable to Sephiroth, Cloud sought and found solace when Sephiroth reached his right hand and twined their fingers.
Clinging on tightly, the reassuring squeezes helped significantly as the alpha poked his tongue deep into Cloud’s hole, tracing, testing, circling the pucker and walls at least with five repetitions before he withdrew. Each time he pressed his tongue in, he would pause to renew his grip on Cloud’s hand, making the young omega’s affections and heart grow fonder.
Shy as he was to have himself open and vulnerable, his hole exposed before Sephiroth under the strong lights beating down over them, this was the single most arousing thing he’d ever been seduced by.
Hot and wet with saliva and slick, Sephiroth’s tongue massaged the soft edges and walls, every now and then deeply slipping to have his chin and jaw meet Cloud’s curvy bottom before diving back out and wiggling the tip of his tongue into the sweet center. Sephiroth’s warm breath delighted even Cloud’s twitching member when he exhaled and rode his face up as Cloud’s hips surged down. Tongue delving so much deeper as he delivered plunging motions, Cloud’s hole still somewhat rejected the invasion occasionally.
Sephiroth’s gentle attacks made Cloud’s cock swell thicker yet, his most sensitive area now fully soaked by the constant stream of glistening fluid he created. This was a nonstop assault, but the flight was fanciful and welcome, even if his lack of experience in the realm of such lewd adventure was torturous.
Throes of pleasure and immeasurable insanity built and amassed, reaching an extreme level, but the mending palm rolling around his tip coaxed the most tantalizing responses. Shaft red and swollen, Cloud shut his eyes and averted his gaze, the obscene declaration of voracious appetite unimaginable. Shameful as it was, he couldn’t even stroke his own cock, nor did he need to when Sephiroth’s oral technique was so much better.
Sephiroth was now just as unhinged, licking harder, faster, deeper, the sounds of his slick tongue smacking and lapping at Cloud’s flesh only adding to the spine-tingling pleasure tearing through every last nerve.
“Oooh...Sephiroth...what the hell are you doing to me?!” Desperate to escape, Cloud was sadly locked in place, pressing his feet against Sephiroth’s shoulders. “Urgh! H-how are you doing this?!”
Never putting a stop to the strange and unbearably taunting sensations, Sephiroth seemed to take too much pride and gloat in his prowess. Blushing as profusely as Cloud, the telltale sign that he was equally tested by what he could endure at least made Cloud feel less alone and crazy.
Quickly, Sephiroth launched into another sexually frenzied moment of passion, sucking and licking with unparalleled vigor. Accessing the omega’s tight channel with his head and tongue gradually flicking upwards as he flitted the appendage out on the pivotal incline, Sephiroth had done more than merely up the ante. Joined hands slanting over Cloud’s stomach, he applied measurable pressure to squeeze down over the swelling bulge of heat glands swollen within Cloud as he ate him out voraciously.
Cloud was beyond hard and ready for him, retaliation his only form of expressing himself. Pushing his feet in dire need against Sephiroth’s broad shoulders, he squeezed and looped his ankles around Sephiroth, but the alpha refused to budge. Hands forgivingly free to abide by his own bidding, when his cock felt like it would truly burst, Cloud began playing with and plucking at his own nipples.
There was a slight flicker of pain there, however, it soon transmuted into rapture and wrenched mind-blowing ecstasy instead of ongoing discomfort. Combined with Sephiroth’s tongue working inside his hole and stretching him slightly, the overpowering flow of sensory delight made Cloud’s flesh sizzle off his bones.
Weakly holding his head up so he could hang his tearful eyes on Sephiroth, Cloud nearly screamed. “Please! Sephiroth! I c-can’t take it anymore!”
Tempo not an ounce off balance, Sephiroth licked faster, proving he could do wonders to Cloud’s sensitive, supple flesh with every inch of his licentious tongue. Saliva coated the way for his glides well, dripping onto Cloud’s perineum and soaking underneath him, coaxing the omega to squeal before choking on heaving sobs.
Naturally clinging to any form of penetration, Cloud’s omega instincts pushed his hole to tighten around Sephiroth, squeezing every last drop of potency from Sephiroth’s rampaging tongue. Meanwhile, as he pretended it was Sephiroth’s cock pumping into himself instead, Cloud tucked his head back and allowed the constant flow of essence-rich fluids to finally ease into his bloodstream and help him relax.
Recognizing that he was approaching a wild orgasm, Cloud held his right nipple between his middle and index fingers, the opposite hand wrapped around his tip. Sephiroth’s moist lips were practically glued to his hole, the alpha sucking harder even as Cloud reached his limit.
Thrusting his hips forward, every muscle in his body tightening as he started a few jittery spasms in his own fist. Cock throbbing all through the deed, his urethra expanded to produce the generous flow, and he erupted at once without even two full pumps. Thick load spurting and then shooting onto himself and Sephiroth’s chest, the first release was closely observed by the stunned alpha.
Flesh quivering as he repeatedly cried out to Sephiroth, Cloud’s fingers pulled and dug into a clump of his own hair, his eyeballs rolling back into his head. Yelling while he twisted from side to side, his lower body fell into Sephiroth’s outstretched arms, one of them draped beneath him as he nestled back onto the mattress.
As he exhaled one last time, energy slowly returning the more he breathed deeply, upon being rejuvenated again, Cloud had to pose a very serious question for Sephiroth.
Mildly suspicious of his technique, trying not to fly off the handle and risk becoming too easily envious, he wondered, “Have you...done that before?”
Stymied, but not enough to remain speechless, Sephiroth pushed his frizzy, static controlled hair back, swallowing as he shook his head. “Honestly, no. That was legit the first time for me.”
Smiling in a goofy, lopsided way, Cloud assented while still feeling undone, “That makes t-two of us...dear god, you’re very good at that...”
Pupils definitely reminiscent of someone going through a massive high, Sephiroth dabbed at his lips, glaring possessively at Cloud. “Hang tight,” he urged, grinning foxily the entire time. “I want you to come until you can’t anymore, and I’m willing to work at this all night, if that’s what it takes.”
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Wet as Cloud was, Sephiroth wanted to experience it for himself, wasting little time to exercise control. Slipping a hand under Cloud as he spread his legs, once Sephiroth had sat himself behind the willing omega and straddled him with his long, strong thighs, he dipped two fingers knuckle-deep inside Cloud.
As they were buried to the hilt, when they settled right in, Sephiroth and Cloud both gaped, hissing and then watching as Sephiroth gradually dragged them midway out. Pumping Cloud slowly, he wrenched a stream of garbled moans from Cloud, his hips chasing and grinding down against the thick digits.
It was as if pollen and pure aphrodisiacs had cloyed the air, but they both didn’t care to stop. Using his feet around the outside of Cloud’s to lock him in place, Sephiroth’s pants became loose as he ground against Cloud’s bottom. Gyrating there on the spot lewdly as his hand reached further and deeper to open Cloud, Sephiroth concentrated with his maximum abilities.
Shutting his eyes, he leveled his head in the crook of Cloud’s neck, licking, tasting, and growling hotly into his exposed throat. Nibbling on a few occasions before he knew he wasn’t permitted to bite, he instead lapped from the bottom of Cloud’s earlobe to his shoulder, tugging out a string of surprised moans from the omega slamming himself down on the intruding fingers.
Occasionally, as Sephiroth flicked his digits out, he would purposefully scrape his knuckles around the twitching entrance, circling it in tantalizing waves before plunging back in.
The audibly wet squelches of skin greeting skin enabled Cloud to spread himself wider, requiring any form of penetration from Sephiroth now. Forgetting about stroking himself since he was literally burning up from his hole straight to his toes, he let his hand loosen around his cock after a few messy, uncoordinated pumps.
Both his hole and wet cock brought overwhelming sensations, maximizing his pleasure as he dripped all over himself right down to Sephiroth’s fingers. The hot, trickling essence lining down to Cloud’s greedy hole glistened and slickened the way even more, the path downward and up paved wonderfully for Sephiroth to coax him with his digits.
Stroking Cloud’s perineum and grazing his testes, Sephiroth licked at the back of his neck as if to remind him that he would be tasted and treated like a succulent dish all over at any angle. Scissoring his fingers as far as their lengths could expand within Cloud, he glided them back and forth to test the limits of his moist walls as often as he could.
Dragging his slick fingers out, like the massive bulge warmly throbbing between the cleft running down to separate Cloud’s globes, Sephiroth’s wet fingers teased whatever inch of Cloud’s pert bottom he could land on.
Like his enormous, pulsating cock as it hammered up and down with his hips thrusting against Cloud’s ass, those fingers brushed and painted back and forth to cascade between and around the cleft until Sephiroth entered Cloud’s hole with a sloppy sound greeting their ears to further arouse them.
Irrepressible urges and sexuality moved them as one unit, Cloud sucking on Sephiroth’s fingers before enclosing them around his cock. Grinding himself in the enclosure of the alpha’s fist, his tongue then deftly traced the stern muscles of Sephiroth’s frown in the midst of his concentration.
Holding himself back just barely by good graces, his eyes were dangerously close to blood red, fixated on the way his fingers ate the scant passage and traveled the distance between the underside of Cloud’s round, exposed cheeks before diving back inside and working him open deeply. Hot breath slamming against Cloud’s neck, Sephiroth gulped and gravely began grunting as he repressed his wild urges. Lust guided himself forth, releasing more bouts of tension that had been accumulating for some time.
Twisting his hand around Cloud’s tip, he then delivered savage amounts of Herculean strength to the omega’s fluttering hole. Deliberately, clamped and clenched around his fingers, Sephiroth bent his elongated digits wantonly, grinding Cloud’s soft, sensitive insides and causing him to abruptly lose focus on himself as shudders coursed through his spine.
Run ragged, as this felt way more intrusive, real, and more potent than his own toy, he was amazed at how quickly Sephiroth worked at and targeted his erogenous spots like a seasoned professional. In search of greater stimulation, Cloud subconsciously rotated his hips faster and harder, smashing his ass against the exposed few inches of Sephiroth’s leaking, prodding erection peeking and perking out from the top of his underwear.
Gyrations so focused on teasing, he rooted Sephiroth’s wet cock with excruciating slowness to dribble its seed down his cleft perfectly to leave the tingling trickles in its wake. Panting as he was given more than a single push towards the peak of release and utmost desire, neither Cloud nor Sephiroth could control their speed anymore. Muscles stretched taut around the fingers and then swallowing them whole, Cloud imagined he was feasting and sucking on Sephiroth’s thick cock instead and swooned.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna...come!”
Uncontrollably seizing up and shaking, Cloud doused Sephiroth in his sweet essence. The heady perfume of their mingling pheromones set fire to the interior of the cabin, the lit fireplace no match for their body heat now.
Peering at the ropes of goopy release he’d provided to help speed their union and bond, Cloud moved Sephiroth’s wrist upwards and hung in the wondrous seconds as another finger prodded inside to join the others. Picturing the alpha’s cock instead oozing hot come to emerge from the bulbous tip and generously link their DNA through another means, the cellular connection Cloud desired could practically be tasted already.
Wishing that Sephiroth could coat his womb with his sizzling semen, Cloud purred and turned numb, almost mourning the loss of feeling so complete and full when Sephiroth withdrew all three of his thick fingers in a loud, suction sound squelching between themselves. Still hungrily licking and tasting the beads of addictive sweat as if they were melted honey pouring out of Cloud’s pores, he bent the omega over, groping his bottom before he started hooking onto his hip.
Salient enough to hoist his conscience and state of awareness at the forefront of the carnal quest, eyes still so crimson, Sephiroth jerked back and forth, countenance relying vastly on the only remaining thread of patience in his brain.
“Are you sure you want to move forward, Cloud?” Palm flattening over his stomach as he slanted the omega forward, Sephiroth grunted while he inquired with major difficulty that was now easily detected, “I am trying to be gentle…m-maybe you should…I mean, maybe I can trust you more than myself.”
Cutting off a moan and tense gasp when Sephiroth’s cock began poking and rubbing over his cleft, Cloud settled up and down, the nervous pattern becoming less so by the second. Cadences marked by the shortness of his breath and the now guttural growls from Sephiroth each time he nudged himself upwards and then painted his way down to slot Sephiroth’s cock into his crevice, he couldn’t hold back from smirking when Sephiroth’s lips crashed onto his nape.
Clearly not able to tolerate much of the teasing, Sephiroth was now the one following Cloud’s lead. Thirsting for every exquisite move, like a charmed snake set to writhe and dance to the beat and tune of its master, his cock pulsated between Cloud’s cleft, hammering into his globes until he reached forth and mashed them together.
Weaving his cock tightly between the roundness of Cloud’s bottom, Sephiroth canted his hips back and forth, hungrily pursuing that frictional drive. Up and down, his cock’s tip would spread and liberally smear as much of his hot essence, brushing Cloud’s cleft and then lightly painting it.
Akin to a lock and key mechanism, they were congruent pieces fitting so perfectly. Sandwiched there between Cloud’s pert globes, Sephiroth’s cock drove constantly, pistoning as his hips did. Entertained by that while Cloud stroked himself to fullness and then tended to his nipples, this was the best method of mysteriously enacting such subtleties while addressing every concern Sephiroth had.
With a great peace of mind, now that his backside was just as nude as Sephiroth’s front, Cloud dug back, removing Sephiroth’s underwear so he could freely continue stroking himself between his cheeks.
When the wind whipped and howled, knocking something into the window, the tiny fraction of a pause Sephiroth was given proved to be to Cloud’s advantage. As the alpha’s head turned in the same direction as he’d heard the odd sound, Cloud fished for the scarf still discarded by Sephiroth’s clothing pile.
Withdrawing it, he looped it around the back of Sephiroth’s nape, hoisting himself up and climbing until he was now decently placed on the alpha’s lap. Straddling him comfortably and loosening his hold over the fluffy scarf, he still let it stay there, legs spread openly over Sephiroth.
Only momentarily stunned, Sephiroth soon showed massive appreciation for the surprise, grinning a toothy grin before cradling Cloud’s lower back. Returning to his sensual strokes, he slotted himself between Cloud’s posterior globes again, fisting his right one before groping it. Tightly, he squeezed it as his opposite hand did to Cloud’s left breast, and as Sephiroth sucked the tender nipple, he hammered up and down over Cloud’s cleft.
“You little devil.”
Sore from the persistence Sephiroth was delivering to his cleft, wet and warm as it was, Cloud didn’t want to let another second tick on without their bodies connecting. The ambiance after all was perfect, the hour of foreplay helping to ease his nerves and push him into trusting Sephiroth with every fiber of his being.
Assured that he really was in good hands, impressed with how careful of a partner and skilled lover Sephiroth was, the alpha’s bedroom talents had Cloud convinced. Gifted as well with the emotional motivation to simply connect with Sephiroth on the deepest, most intimate level, new heat pheromones gushed out of his pores as slick began seeping out of his twitching opening.
Eye to eye, foreheads greeting, their eyelids fluttered, almost shutting at the same time and then opening. With only the scarf dangling from Sephiroth’s neck and hiding in his thick mane of silver hair, they were deeply locked in their nude embrace. Scenting at each other in turns, Sephiroth was the one to first dip his head to the right, exposing his pheromones. Nose traveling from his carotid artery to his clavicle, Cloud mewled in joyous approval as he took in the submissive move from his alpha.
As he did the same, leaving the stretch of his throat open and presented to Sephiroth, he was only able to prevent himself from leaping off the alpha when Sephiroth’s sharp teeth crested towards his nape. Digging in briefly, it was far from a bonding mark, but the stinging sensation roused Cloud from his final act of craven and bleary hesitation.
Both somehow hot and incredibly cold, they sat in the middle of the bed where they had the most room. Seeking warmth despite burning within, Cloud deliberately placed his slightly frigid hands over Sephiroth’s toned back and courageously rubbed his member against Sephiroth’s impressive cock. Already standing massively erect between them, it stood like a flagpole, birthing the gloriously high temperature Cloud required.
Sliding his own member over it, he was convinced that he would melt before he froze from shock. Sephiroth was less than docile as he wanted, his right hand braced by his side to prop their combined weight, thick cock chasing the friction Cloud set. Propped up against his chiseled abdomen, it throbbed almost eerily in time with Cloud’s, their tips already leaking and deep pink.
Scenting at Cloud again, Sephiroth pulled a face when Cloud’s hand settled over his back, but then explained why he’d held the strange reaction in particular.
“Sorry, your hand was a lot colder than I thought it would be.”
Flirtation rose to alarming levels, his heartbeat pounding. Despite this cautionary statement from his body, Cloud ignored it as he whispered, “It’ll warm up. I know you can warm me up, Sephiroth.”
Legs open as he shimmied closer, Cloud pressed their chests and stomachs together, their cocks reacting to the proximity deliciously. Veins practically meeting, the rising temperature of their glued forms caused sweat to liberally pour out, turning everything hot, wet, and sticky in the best way.
Noticing the steam of their exhalation fogging the windows, Cloud rejoiced, “See? Warmer already.”
Ever the rebel, even in the midst of what appeared to be a rut, Sephiroth easily lifted Cloud’s thin body until he’d adjusted him the way he wanted. Sephiroth’s thick, scalding cock slipped again between Cloud’s cleft with true clamancy and need, throbbing in a warning that there was only so much time for the omega to change his mind. Critically ill from the pent-up agony, Cloud’s moist and incessantly contracting hole was now quite open, begging to be filled in a direct response of biological urgency.
Both men gazed down between Cloud’s thighs, feasting eagerly on the gorgeously enticing view. Hips aimed and cock preparing to nudge around Cloud’s hole, Sephiroth traced the tiny aperture just to entice the omega. Their lower bodies relaxed, but Cloud tightened his hold over Sephiroth’s shoulders like his hole did the second the tip brushed it.
“Keep watching...that’s it,” Sephiroth panted and then broke off into a growl which shook even the bed frame. “Look at this pink, cute little hole becoming sopping wet and ready to suck my large dick inside.”
Color and bright lights zapped and flashed, but Cloud never recalled his first time, thankfully so. Only focusing on Sephiroth and accepting him as his new lover so they could grow older together, he clenched his thighs and hole, embarrassed that it was dripping over Sephiroth’s cock as badly as it was. Palm over Cloud’s bottom and holding onto him, Sephiroth very slowly and carefully lowered Cloud half an inch first, the omega’s hot and slippery opening little by little swallowing around Sephiroth’s solid and practically scarlet tip.
Having gone so long without sex, Cloud automatically clenched, thighs clenching and hips scuttling backwards. Digging his fingernails into Sephiroth’s skin, his eyes were wide, the lids propped open completely as he gasped and began writhing.
“Noo! So b-big!”
“Hey! Hey! Babe, look at me!” Hands cupping Cloud’s cheeks and thumbs caressing into his temples, Sephiroth hit their foreheads together, though not with intended roughness. Bearing his might into Cloud, all without scaring him, his soothing voice eased between them as he rasped desperately, “It’s okay! I’m here! Shh! Shh! Look at me, just never take your eyes off me!”
The stinging pain was quite uncomfortable, and denying it was certainly a foolish adventure to approach. Still, it was Sephiroth’s sonorous tone, the mellifluous notes which helped produce the necessary compensation and balm to tend to Cloud’s internal woes. The stretch wasn’t as disorderly now. Not half as troubled and discombobulated, while he was clenched still, the involuntary reactions were easing up since Sephiroth cooed and helped him luxuriate in his comforting presence.
Smooth palm constantly gliding over his flushed cheeks, Sephiroth nuzzled over Cloud’s neck, kissing his way over to his forehead while combing his fingers through Cloud’s disheveled hair. “Babe. It’s okay. Don’t tighten up so much. Just take your time.”
Bottom gushing more heat and slick to coax his system into accepting an alpha’s cock necessary for breeding and building the moment to a knot, Cloud’s hips began working. Having a mind of their own, they jolted up and down in tiny increments, his blue eyes now hooked onto Sephiroth’s. Both men couldn’t even blink, though highly aware of Cloud’s hole swallowing Sephiroth’s cock another inch before springing back a bit.
Teeth tightly clenched as he held himself down, Sephiroth, appearing to burst at the seams, started sweating and flushing. Patience was a skill he could and did wield, his infinitely refined comportment matching his former, gentlemanly state and established mannerisms as he forced his lips to quirk upwards into a dashing smile.
“Yes. There you go. Breathe. Breathe.”
Nipples almost biting the way outward as they jutted into the air and knocked into Sephiroth’s, Cloud focused on them, and as he did, the tiniest spark of pleasure helped him forget the pain from below. Relaxing more, he felt his hole easing up, not as tight now. Breathing in and out of his mouth, he glued his eyes onto Sephiroth’s, a renewed passion for the handsome male creating new swathes of heat to burst into his loins and heart.
Clutching the scarf when he noticed Sephiroth’s skin beginning to reflect the small, moon crescent shaped welts from his nails drilling into the porcelain surface, apologetically, Cloud continued holding himself over Sephiroth.
Yes, this was much better than his first time…so real, vibrant, unforgettable and dangerously otherworldly.
Sephiroth held him all through his labored breathing, careful and respectful of whatever he chose. Unlike any other alpha he’d heard of, Sephiroth wasn’t affected by his pheromones. Not a sex-starved maniac by any definition, he merely wrapped a hand soothingly around Cloud’s back, cradling him and softly stroking him as one would pamper a truly endeared, loved one.
This aroused Cloud’s indomitable spirit and heart even more than he could express, words scarce now, just as they had been before in the cusp of his heat. All he was consistently and undoubtedly certain of was that he didn’t deserve someone like Sephiroth, but since he had this man in his grasp, he wasn’t ever going to let him go.
Green eyes now flitting curiously to Cloud’s hole, admiring how wet it was, the fluids sliding around Cloud’s inner thighs and pooling onto the tops of Sephiroth’s, the alpha didn’t dare shift as he seductively expressed, “Yes. Go at your own pace, Cloud. Just accept it all in your tight hole when you can.”
Nonsense was garbled out of Cloud, his moans and salacious phrases so jumbled in Sephiroth’s ear, exerting light pressure with his hands as he tugged on Sephiroth’s locks and then his arm. As though a spell had been cast on him to have his soul stitched to Sephiroth, the ephemeral vestiges of his past were totally forgotten. Cloud relaxed his soft, spasming hole, firmly planting himself on Sephiroth’s lap, but not yet allowing the rest of that large, long shaft to be sheathed inside himself.
Ready when he was receptive for another inch, Cloud sat himself on it, hips squatting and thighs unclenched now. A tiny tremor reminded him that the next inch was a bit tricky to devour, his devoted bravery awarding himself with an enamored, highly smitten glow shining off Sephiroth’s eyes. Glancing at where they were slowly beginning to connect, noticing that there was a tiny bulge from his lower abdomen taking Sephiroth, Cloud was even more turned on than he thought.
After swallowing two more inches and shocking himself with how quickly his body adjusted and accepted Sephiroth, he rejoiced when not even an ounce of discomfort and pain flounced into himself after that point. Perhaps they were made for each other, and Cloud was willing to feed off that idea, senseless as it was.
Enchanted by how his body continued sucking and pulling Sephiroth deeper, his contracting hole was a bit puffy and red, but it still ate up the remaining inches, tightly holding it in place as Sephiroth bottomed out inside Cloud without going ballistic.
Lower back a bit numb, Cloud’s underbelly was filled with fluttering butterflies, swelling with the power of his imagination. Industrious as his torso was to blend his cellular being with another, despite the initial flare-up of abject pain, it made more of an impact on himself. This gave him a level of consolidated satisfaction that was immensely difficult to put into words.
Jaw quivering and then dropping, Cloud yelped when Sephiroth held him firmly and started helping him to thrust downward. Magnifying their connection and sealing their bodies, Sephiroth nudged himself up, his body proving that it was truly at the peak and height of youth still as he balanced Cloud properly on himself. Thrusts jutting up and out, he let Cloud start the leisurely soft pace, watching yet again as his cock’s tip poked out.
For a second, it hung there, then, after a solid wobble, Cloud was the one to wriggle onto it, settling inch by delectable inch right before Sephiroth’s shocked visage. Adaptable as he was for an omega, he turned a bit aggressive, letting Sephiroth have the full view of his cock disappearing all the way inside his body until the alpha dipped his head back and groaned at the ceiling.
“Oh...my...god...oh my god.”
It truly was just as numbing, mind-altering, and compelling as Cloud had dreamed it would be. Knowing it would prove he was highly flawed if he dared compare Sephiroth inside him with any toy, he shot it out of his mind, expelling anything superb, his own meager experiments laughable. Rolling himself towards Cloud and hanging on the upward drive with a punctuated thrust that Cloud could feel in his stomach practically, Sephiroth was so up close that he was able to catch every change in Cloud’s expressions.
Mindful to exercise caution over domination by primordial will, Sephiroth bled through a concerned voice his utmost wish and courteous warning. “Slow…go slowly, Cloud…you can stop if you want…please, I don’t w-want to hurt you!”
Crossing his legs at the ankles behind Sephiroth’s bottom, Cloud rooted himself in place like a starfish sticking to a glass wall. Diligence persisted and won over, washing over Cloud as he set his fears away. Discarding them all, he pressed his entire weight down on Sephiroth, stealing his warmth. Being entwined with Sephiroth’s buff body was extremely sensational, and unable to truly stop himself, Cloud rode the train of sheer joy with no intentions of ceasing.
Legs still drawn together, with Sephiroth locked tightly against himself, Cloud watched as his own cock was shaking, jiggling in the air between them. With each powerful, though measured thrust from Sephiroth in only maximum caution, he bounced up, his cock following suit as the slick tip kissed his abdomen and left its translucent trail along their motions. Rocking together, Cloud continued to misbehave, working his body on top of Sephiroth’s thick, upper legs, the friction delightful and less tumultuous with each potent clash.
Stealing a soul-searing kiss which left them both completely breathless, Cloud bit into Sephiroth’s mouth, tongues coiled as Sephiroth’s cock buried itself even deeper inside the omega. Already lodged far inside Cloud, it swelled even more, their position perfect and bodies optimally designed for one another, like bolts and nuts screwing to seal together. The hard tip constantly pushed the seminal fluids up inside Cloud, not a drop spilled, fucked back into Cloud as their mixed essences threatened to drip out.
Blissfully intoxicated by their flesh slapping, touching, and producing more slick, Cloud squashed himself onto Sephiroth, a few groans and a wince the price to pay as his backside burned. The audible ‘plip’ sounds of his bottom smacking into Sephiroth’s lap echoed within his ears, followed by Sephiroth’s grunts each time he impaled himself and hopped on and off.
Right leg disconnecting now from Sephiroth’s back, Cloud dragged the sole onto the floor, planting himself there on his dominant limb to frantically leap on and off Sephiroth. Teasing him so terribly, they were in awe of how easily Cloud pulled the move, leaving the tip hanging out of himself briefly before he was rutting harder and faster over that enormous member.
Inside, a million sensations crisscrossed over Cloud. Truly in utter rapture when he felt Sephiroth’s tip gently massaging his walls, he floated on top of the world. Riding that tranquility, elated as his heart and brain soared far off into heavenly realms, he almost felt giddy as a child when Sephiroth merely poked him.
Kissing and coating his neck downward to his nipples in a sloppy manner, he was slipping indeed, but his hips never frantically slammed home, despite Cloud trying to wrench it out of him. The tender, barely detectable taps and glides shoved Sephiroth in and out, his cock disappearing and reappearing numerous times, though so careful that it was excruciating. It was only the faint scrabble of a pressure, as if blindly reaching for his spirit to douse it in love and warmth rather than to conquer, steal, and dominate.
An electric bolt of shock hit Cloud when he felt Sephiroth growing thicker and larger, and despite how cautious he was being, he still held back when Cloud tried forcing him to simply give in. Disobeying his own instincts was evidently one of his stronger suits, but he held on as Cloud slowed the pace to keep himself from bursting.
Already, he’d been dancing on the edge, but treading lightly while he could still feel his heart pounding away, he put the brakes on their activity. Snatching the scarf in a hand, Cloud pulled Sephiroth close, their bodies slumping together as he fervently kissed Sephiroth until his mouth hurt.
The pressure however was underneath the surface, his cock continuing to throb as it slapped and knocked into his lower abdomen with each roll of his hips. Trapped between his lower body and Sephiroth’s, it was squeezed when they meshed tightly, bringing tears of joy rather than anguish from Cloud.
Prying Sephiroth’s mouth open using the force of his tongue and lips in solid and coherent collaboration, Cloud snuck his tongue in deeply when he had the opportunity. Snaking and burying it onto Sephiroth’s, he licked messily at his mouth, exploring all zones until he lazily trailed his palate and the roof of his mouth.
An increase in the dynamic between alpha and omega was spinning out of axis, and with surprising moxie, as he tenderly guided himself in and out of Cloud, Sephiroth’s eyes opened a fraction wider. Awareness flooded inside him when Cloud spoke against his mouth, and right as he did, thinking he had the upper hand, Sephiroth suddenly started sucking and nibbling on Cloud’s lips forcefully.
Sephiroth was boldly returning Cloud’s kiss, the embrace immediately growing more voracious, aggressive, and invasive. Teeth bashing, tongues coiling viciously, everything was intermittently intermingled, their lips stuck together without hardly any room for a hair’s breadth.
This had to be manic kissing, but they were both on board for the journey, voicing no complaints. Deprived for so long it seemed, they fed off each other, not quite able to quench the thirst overpowering all thoughts.
Cloud sat up now, disconnecting their lips as he then stretched both arms to hold Sephiroth. Knowing he was more brazenly unhinged than the beautiful alpha under his weight, he mewled when Sephiroth tightly gripped his waistline, his cock prodding harder since it was what Cloud himself orchestrated. Emerald eyes opening a new field for Cloud to feast on, the color itself was occasionally varnished by vermillion as Sephiroth began thrusting a tad fiercely now. Bones grinding, they shook the bed with their matching thrusts.
From his hole to his abdomen, inebriated and crippled by the pleasure skyrocketing, Cloud was starting to feel burning hot inside and out, nearly forgetting that there was now a blizzard raging on the other side of the walls. Snowflakes as thick and chubby as coins soaked through the screen and hit the windows, smothering the entire land in a sheen of pristine white. It was seen for miles, confusing Cloud and giving him the impression that this was only his tiny world to share with Sephiroth.
On fire and not thinking as coherently as he should have been, Cloud abruptly voiced through a weak inflection something mirroring his desires so unabashedly.
“Sephiroth,” came the initial sob as he wound his hands in the alpha’s moonlit hair. “Do you think that if you come inside me, it will change me forever? Will I feel the burn always?”
Breath catching in his dry throat, the sound so jarring and strained, Sephiroth seemed to want to try it out for himself. Grasping the blond omega with a domineering grip that was rather bruising, Sephiroth ventured even deeper into the space between Cloud’s soft cheeks. Withdrawing from him, he delivered a few frenzied smacks to smear more wetness across his cleft, returning to sheathe himself within Cloud as soon as he started mourning the loss of being filled to the brim.
Driven mad by the amassing lunacy from Cloud, feasting on his desperate noises and stifling cries, Sephiroth suddenly thrust a bit roughly, hammering his cock to embed it within Cloud even harder. As though wanting to lock and engrave himself there permanently, like a stamp mashing on a canvas, Sephiroth’s expressions contorted, going through cycles of elation, profound ebullience, to borderline austere and stolid resolve.
A purveyor of refined tastes, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes of former glory, Sephiroth didn’t dare let up. He continued raising and lowering Cloud’s bottom and hips, swatting his cheeks as he started showing generous comfort while making love to Cloud with only the first half of his cock.
Dipping it in and out softly, he pushed Cloud’s clasped body onto himself, smiling when Cloud’s fingers clawed at him and his toes did indeed curl. Cloud was the one slamming down with each upward thrust tormenting his nerves, Sephiroth’s thick, bulbous head grazing the heat and slick production glands, rotating on the spot before releasing it. After pulling his cock back to the shallowest part of Cloud, he then used Cloud’s weight to ruthlessly ram deeper, though only for a few seconds.
Head rotating on his shoulders and tongue lolling, Cloud didn’t care about his appearance as he took time to screech and moan, “Sooooo good! More! Just...there! Keep...your cock...there!”
Getting off on his member scratching and squeezing between their stomachs and chests, he only teased the tip, begging Sephiroth to cease when his teeth clamped onto his nipple and tugged. Cloud didn’t even have to stroke himself in order to begin buzzing away with supreme ecstasy. Pushed until there was no escape in sight, Cloud could only wrap his arms around Sephiroth, hanging on as he thrashed himself on top of the alpha.
The intensity of their desperate actions pushed Sephiroth’s cock forth, conducted perfectly by Cloud’s bottom as it fell back onto his partner’s upper legs. The wet slapping sound was horrifying when the walls were rumored to be terribly thin, but that vulgar thought only sent Cloud hurrying along to drag a knot out of Sephiroth’s cock.
Convenient for himself since his body felt as hot as a furnace on incredible overdrive, Cloud bemoaned, “My stomach! It...please! You can...knot me! I want it!”
Their slick bodies were slippery and stuck together by sweat searing, the air all around rife with the musk of an alpha and omega uniting. Heat and rut pheromones changing since they’d connected their bodies, the temperature burned too hotly as they started moaning louder. Practically singing and overpowering one another, they cried out one another’s name, shutting their eyes as they gathered their energy just to feel.
“I wanna come! Sephiroth! Come for me...come inside me!” Cloud couldn’t keep his moans and provocative words inside, the sharp pangs of pleasure and grief since Sephiroth was still rather gentle turning his mind into numb mush.
Hole greedily tightening around the cock slowly expanding and locking inside, his body met it well, eagerly decreasing the likelihood of pain as it produced a fresh gush of numbing slick. It all painted over Sephiroth’s twitching mass, unwilling and unrelenting to let him go. Selective since Sephiroth desired to pull out while it was still easy to do so, Cloud hissed at him, and all the alpha could do was pull back out slightly before positioning himself to piston in again.
Tearful eyes portraying fascination and relief to be sharing this with someone he was in love with, Cloud pleaded, “Seph...put your seed...in me...breed me...I want...you!”
Tilted back as his right hand slipped behind his shoulder, Sephiroth obtained a better angle to observe Cloud, teeth gritted and eyebrows furrowed, but never in an intimidating manner. Concentrating on keeping his thrusts limited to tender exchanges, his face started flushing as much as Cloud’s, rosy cheeks projecting his inner conflict as he generously donated time and effort to exploring and worshiping Cloud.
Taking it upon himself to hold power and bear initiative, Cloud squirmed down with increased intensity and speed, causing a numbing sensation to spread from his tailbone to his abdomen, the push and pull leaving tingling fire all over. Cloud’s cock, red from the direction of their thrusts and friction of being wedges between their stomachs, trembled as it started emitting ropes of thick, white come, his hole slowly starting to clench and drain, contractions made to milk Sephiroth until he knotted him.
Incoherent, inelegant, and scattered, Cloud constantly cycled through a few crazed statements, and was absent of any phlegmatic conduct. Yet, to himself and Sephiroth, he knew without any doubt that they were successful and sufficient to provide the exclamations he wanted to be heard.
“I really...” Scrunching his eyes shut, he sobbed brokenly, “Fuuuuuck!” Latched onto Sephiroth like a koala, Cloud once more begged as his heart and lungs threatened to give out, “Come deep inside my womb!”
Surrendering his entire heart, trust, and giving his all to Sephiroth, Cloud draped his full weight onto Sephiroth. Hole getting tighter and squeezing on his target, he felt Sephiroth struggling to throb, expanding to maximize the chances of a knot spiraling before he drilled it right to the center of Cloud’s most sensitive bundle of nerves.
The first instance was brutal, but quite unlike anything Cloud had expected. Mustering his courage to evade the mysteries of his past, only the present manifested in transcendent elation and vivacious rapture. Straightening himself when Sephiroth held his cheeks and aligned his head to stare deeply into his eyes, Cloud held on for dear life.
Feeling as if the wind had been knocked right out of himself, he bit down on his own tongue and then onto Sephiroth’s collarbone when the alpha twisted his hips for the sealed angle, escorting his knot ahead. Slanting there in position, he guided the first stream of explosive come forth, his cock bulging as ejaculate moved from the tip to Cloud’s contracting insides, setting every inch ablaze.
Entire backside swollen, puffy, and pink with their connecting and riveting desires, Cloud beamed at the only semblances of sticky, filmy fluids while they began seeping out from around Sephiroth’s cock still wedged inside his body.
Lips rounded in a show of awe and adoration, he cocked his head and cooed, “Oh wow...you filled me up so well, Sephiroth...so much hot come...”
Frowning as a means of keeping himself at the surface, Sephiroth had his own breath stolen clean away when Cloud sat limply, hole still draining and depleting Sephiroth of his semen. Wrapped to suffocating levels around Sephiroth’s quivering cock, it was still surprisingly massive despite the alpha achieving his release. The thick coating of come, unable to flow out, pushed Cloud’s underbelly to feel well fed and warm, the omega tasting the aftermath by collecting it in the air as he sniffed about, nuzzling his way around Sephiroth’s neck.
The two men were unwilling to break free from their tight, intoxicating hold, their long, lazy kisses doing nothing to help control their haggard states and ragged breathing. Neither of them wanted to stop and change their positions, tongues flickering and circling as they slowly dipped away and regretfully broke contact.
Wondering if he could contract hypothermia since he’d spent what felt like so many hours naked, Cloud hid under the scarf and Sephiroth’s thick hair, laying a few strands on his face while grinning. As great as the orgasm felt, he shuddered and had to slant back up, a jolting sensation stemming from the epicenter of their connection removing the coquettish countenance from Cloud immediately.
Febrile at every inch below the navel, he couldn’t spread focus to the fire crackling in the fireplace as the blizzard continued eating and tearing through the town, not when Sephiroth was on the way to truly knotting him after all.
Salivating when he felt a delicate hand trace the contour of his hip, sending shivers up his spine, Cloud then draped his warm body over onto Sephiroth, suddenly snuggling on his chest. Desire was driving all of Sephiroth’s moves, from the little thrust of his hips to the sweet suckling he was doing to his younger lover’s weak spot. Those hot lips kept moving down on his chest, then something made him arch fiercely.
Cloud had taken hold of his aching erection, stroking it gently in front of the alpha, making Sephiroth moan in pure bliss. As suddenly as it came, his hands retreated, immediately replaced by something warmer. Stomach pooling more heat and a regular, concentrated flow of slick downward, as it all gathered to create so much more essence between them and lock them in place, a significant changer overtook Cloud’s body.
Fire raced through his torso at full speed as Cloud’s neck was suckled, lightly at first, then harder. He knew by the way Sephiroth had buried his hands into his hair that his lover was far gone, the sensation simply too much for him to bear, and he was so close to another climax.
Mental images flew around Cloud’s mind, his hands swiping over his nape and moving aside his clammy, sunny-blessed locks as though to create room for Sephiroth in the way he needed. Lust had brewed and broiled far too much as it was, and he could feel from the tip of the pulsating cock deeply within his lower torso that the alpha rutting inside him was already preparing to seal their union with a powerful tie.
Back to touching himself, the blond let his hand wander provocatively, and he started to massage the sensitive skin below the proud member. The obscene show began causing his mate to simply cry out his name passionately, Sephiroth’s eyes steaming crimson.
Teasingly, Cloud stopped his ministrations, presenting his licentiousness without abashed submission as he started licking off the trail of pre-come quite greedily. Tongue’s licks matching the deep strokes and flicks of semen constantly dripping and dribbling out of Sephiroth and into his womb, he drove the alpha insane as his stymied eyes hooked onto his actions.
Sephiroth was breathing with great heaves of air, trying to find release at last, but finding none, he moaned pitifully, feeling the cold breeze replace the burning warmth that had previously coursed through his body. However, he didn’t have to wait very long for the fire to return, because his lover returned to his senses and began to caress the small path around his leaking tip, down to the underside with a finger slick by his own created lubricant.
Sephiroth tensed, the sensation was new to him, and he needed some time to adjust as his hips angled to practically root himself into Cloud’s core.
As soon as a shrill cry fled Cloud’s lips, Sephiroth paused and wondered in high worry, “Are you okay, love? Did I hurt you?”
Head spinning as he witnessed zapping, spiraling stars, anytime Sephiroth rocked and brushed against a certain spot inside of him, Cloud gasped as if he was choking. Clenching his teeth, he moaned, “That…oh! Umm! It didn’t hurt at all!”
No, Sephiroth didn’t need to stop anytime soon; in fact, he wanted more, a voracious entity matching Cloud’s seductive darkness as if they’d been destined and made for each other quite perfectly to carry this dance through.
Like a man possessed, he wildly bucked his hips, trying to get the swelling, thickening knot deeper in his partner’s body. Cloud caught the hint and added more pressure onto himself and Sephiroth, slamming down on him as he tightened his thighs around the alpha. The silver-haired man’s eyelids fluttered close in total rapture at the surging heat circling their heads, the massage of his mate’s inner walls taking the toll of the pressure as they clamped tightly onto Sephiroth and kept him lodged deeply as if sheathed.
In as much agony as he was to experience this for the first time, Cloud started an all-out mewling that turned into a deep moaning when Sephiroth shut their mouths together and continued soothing him with kisses. The minutes that passed were pure torture for them, both lovers unable to reach the sacred promise of orgasm as they rutted and started jerking uncontrollably while limbs sprawled and tightened.
Then, as if being guided by his instincts, as frightened as he was of the massive bulge hitting rather disturbingly unknown places inside himself, Cloud found out he could take more; seeing his mate so close to climax was arousing him in a way that he never had dreamed it was possible. Never breaking their kiss, he let his fingers slip away from his own member and spread a fair amount of lubricant on his aching nipples, taking his time to be as lewd as he could, the seed drying and cooling on his flesh calming his nerves.
Sephiroth looked up with eyes glazed by passion and nodded lazily after checking whether Cloud was still lucid. Everything was swirling around the omega, and the only thing he could be certain that this was Sephiroth making him feel wonderful. Spreading his legs a little more, he prepared himself for what was to come, operating and obeying by the laws of feelings. It wasn’t very long before he felt Sephiroth’s proud member nudging far past the raw bundle of nerves, slowly penetrating him with a knot to seal their union.
The silver-haired male clutched at the sheets, breathing heavily as he looked rather nervously at Cloud’s throat. It felt too surreal and mind-numbing for them, a hand gently brushing his heated cheek and coaxing Cloud to open his eyes, realizing that he had unconsciously closed them. Ears buzzing with blood welling all around, as dizzy and mindless as he was, he thought he just heard a soft declaration and request of approval and permission to go deeper from his mate before the world exploded.
Sephiroth leaned into him, lips attached to the nape of Cloud’s neck, and their bodies were moving together in a slow back and forth motion, both on the verge of touching the sky. They were one again, an undistinguishable mess of limbs glued and drawn by each other, but shockingly, as badly as Cloud could tell Sephiroth wished to do the unspeakable and bite to claim him, he never did.
Eyes blood red and pheromones oozing out the desire to stake his prize for himself as every alpha, as he salivated and panted on that peach-toned stretch of skin, Sephiroth drew away at the last minute and instead nibbled on Cloud’s throat down to his clavicle.
The room was suddenly filled with low moans, the bed creaking at each thrust of Sephiroth’s hips and Cloud was nearly screaming each time his lover hit his prostate, always pushing him a little farther toward the edge. This was a spell cast upon their hearts more than bodies, their eyes locked as their lower halves were.
Swooning, Cloud nudged Sephiroth with his neck, words scarce as he yelled, “Ah! Ah! Seph! Nnngh! Can’t…please! Just…!”
Eager to cry out and share the passion, Sephiroth liberally moaned back, “Oh God Cloud! Harder! Harder! More! D-deeper!”
Cloud did as he was told, pushing himself down onto Sephiroth harder, burying the knot inside deeper and deeper into his receptive body. Feeling as if he’d been drilled clear through and reborn, he melted against Sephiroth as the alpha doggedly aimed for his sweet spot. Suddenly, his rhythm was broken when two trembling arms pulled Cloud forward and Sephiroth kissed him fiercely, watching Cloud begin to unleash long streaks of white creamy fluid on his stomach.
The blond moaned loudly into the messy, heated kiss, his whole body quivering under the force of his climax. Flooded with Sephiroth in every way, taking in his sweat, saliva, pheromones, and semen, Cloud weakly slumped on Sephiroth, exhausted, his spent organ slipping out of his equally exhausted hand.
Before falling into oblivion, Sephiroth gathered the strength to bring a sheet over them both and lightly kissed Cloud’s forehead, tucking his head onto his chest and rocking him with a lullaby of gentle whispers. Knowing they were indeed now fully knotted, he cautiously shifted, still letting Cloud remain on top in position, fearful of harming him as they each rode their orgasmic bliss.
Close to fainting as he was now completely inundated and overwhelmed by Sephiroth, with a glazed look of passion, glee, and a new form of tranquility, Cloud didn’t choose that moment to voice his displeasure with Sephiroth. The sex had been mind-boggling…no, perfect. In fact, he didn’t even remember his first time being this amazing and startlingly powerful to change his views on connecting, but he was mildly disappointed with Sephiroth for not reading through his signs.
Maybe it happened to be his omega instincts hurtling his desires forth, but either way, he was content with the unseen driver behind the wheel. He’d longed to simply be united…bitten, marked, taken, and spiritually made one with the person he knew he was undoubtedly in love with.
Perhaps another time…for now, he wouldn’t dare opine and gripe, for Sephiroth’s comforting, loving embrace communicated that the feelings were returned. Beyond the mutually established love, Cloud had started to fall faster and deeper since Sephiroth exercised great control over possession. He’d proven in a single second just how much he respected Cloud, not as an omega, but as a person with his own choices to make.
This was more than Cloud could ever ask for.