fourstrings | Good god, let me give you my life

Good god, let me give you my life

[ Some people in this situation might worry that it was too much.

Zack is worried that it’s not enough.

Okay, yes, he got Cloud off duty for the day, and had him stay over so he could wake him up with a birthday blowjob. But the gifts he got are almost all practical things; some boots and jeans to replace the very well-worn ones that Cloud wears when he’s in civvies ‘cause he seems to think of any money that he spends on himself as money he’s taking from his mother, and some actual uniform boots too because even though Shinra supplies them, Cloud’s still in the infantry, where they don’t seem to have heard of sizes and a march is much easier when your boots fit. There’s a little detour on the way out, too; Zack knows where Sephiroth is working for the day, and he may not be the guy’s biggest fan but he at least knows he’s not rude enough to decline to wish Cloud a happy birthday when Zack announces the occasion to him. It’s totally worth it for the look on Cloud’s face.

Dinner is a picnic – not one he made, for both their sakes, but bought and taken to Aerith’s church where they can cozy up together without worry of being seen. She’s gonna clear out for the evening, but she does make an appearance to bring a cake her mother made and ask Cloud how he likes the flowers Zack presented him with, and when she kisses him on the cheek he flushes so pink so fast that Zack could almost be jealous.

And when they head back, there’s the poster. Zack had claimed to forget his wallet so in could duck back into the apartment and put it up so it’d be a surprise when they got back. It’s Cloud’s old one, the one he’d tried to hide when Zack first talked him into moving in, and Sephiroth had definitely been stifling a laugh when he signed - no, no need to make it out to me, just sign your name, man!. Embarrassing as that was, he’s still excited enough that he basically hustles Cloud over so it’s in view. ]

Ta-da!

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[ zack spreads him open a little wider and then sucks on a trapped bit of sensitive skin, and the sound it gets out of cloud is nearly a mewl. the very few braincells that are still cooperating with him are all focused on trying not to squirm so much that he knees zack in the ear, but it's impossible to stay still with zack's mouth on him.

the pleasure is an unexpected thing -- entirely different from having zack's mouth on his dick, something that teases and makes him itch for more. he gives into the urge to roll his hips down against zack's mouth, bites down on a low moan as zack's tongue licks another hot swipe over him. ]

[ Oh, that's hot. Cloud makes a little noise that Zack knows he wouldn't make if he was in control, rolls his hips down against Zack, squirms in his grip, and it's all the encouragement Zack needs to push things that little bit further. He swirls his tongue, a wet and curling motion tracing ever-smaller circles, and then presses in. He knows enough to know he'll need to do more to get Cloud ready for what he's asked for anyway - just his horny explorations of his own body have taught him that much - but this? Finally being inside Cloud, in any measure? The thought of it sends heat fizzing through him, and he rocks against the bed, rocks closer to Cloud and presses his tongue as far as he can make it go. ]

[ zack presses his tongue in, and the mix of shock and pleasure and arousal is all one flare of heat at the pit of cloud's stomach. he makes a sharp keening sound that tries to be zack's name, fingers tightening in the other boy's hair and thighs squeezing thoughtlessly around him.

it's good. it satisfies something that his body needs -- but not enough, not nearly. but the wet squirm of zack's tongue inside him is touching all sorts of places that cloud has never explored; places that feel good, that sing for more. he moans again and tries to roll his hips down into the sensation, dick so hard he's leaking a thin trail of precome down its length. ]

Z-Zack -- Th-That feels... oh wow, so good, please --

[ Good. Good. In this moment, nothing else in the world is as important as making Cloud feel good, and Zack takes the tugging at his hair and the squeeze of his thighs as praise just as surely as his words. He can't resist working at Cloud a little longer - drawing back to lick over him again, teasing over his rim before he delves back in - but he can feel the way Cloud moves, desperate and needy, and Zack presses a final wet, sucking kiss against that tender flesh before he lifts his head. ]

You want more? Fingers?

[ the greedy way zack works him over feels like it has his brain melting; it's impossible to focus on anything but zack's mouth on him, how good it makes him feel. his breathing is ragged, skin flushed all the way down his chest --

and when zack finally pulls away to ask him something, cloud whines.

but, no. that was a question, wasn't it? and that means he's supposed to answer, not just struggle to resist the urge to push zack's head back down again. so he swallows hard, licks his lips, tries to process what zack asked him, and --

oh. oh, yeah. that sounds like a pretty reasonable next step. there's a little flicker of nerves at the thought of it -- what if it hurts? what if he doesn't like it? -- but he trusts zack. so he manages a little nod, squirming for a second before spreading his thighs a little wider. invitation. ] Okay.

[ The sound of that whine makes Zack want to get right back to work, and with the pause before Cloud answers he seriously considers it - and then Cloud spreads his thighs like an invitation, and despite the fact that Zack just had his mouth in one of Cloud's most intimate areas, the sight of it makes him moan a sound that's almost a whimper.

Cloud trusts Zack, that much is clear - but Zack trusts Cloud, too. Cloud's said before that he'd let Zack do whatever he wanted, but Zack flatters himself that Cloud knows how much it means to him that they're in this together, both of them into it, every step of the way. So he kisses a line back up Cloud's body, regretting every moment he has to pull away to retrieve the lube, and when he moves back and spills it over his fingers he does it tucked in close against Cloud's body. Wanting to be able to watch his face, read his expressions, but also just wanting to be close. ]

I've got you. I'm gonna take care of you, baby.

[ And he slips his hand down where his mouth had been, tracing a slick finger against him, trying to coax him into relaxing with that circling touch and soft kisses against his neck. ]

[ the sound that zack makes when cloud spreads his legs like that is definitely gratifying, and the way he takes his time to kiss a line up cloud's body gives him a chance to relax some of his tension. sure, this is a new thing -- but they've done new things before, and with zack? it's always been good. so there's no point in being nervous, right?

(always easier said than done, but still.)

he shifts himself a little closer as zack tucks up against his side, leaning up just enough to be able to press a kiss against zack's cheek. ] I trust you.

I want -- [ nuzzling up against his skin, rolling his hips down gently against zack's hand. ] ... I want this. With you.

Yeah?

[ It's good to have the reassurance, to know he's not pressuring Cloud into something he doesn't want, but Zack - being Zack - can't resist the urge to play up to it a little, and even he doesn't know whether it's to help egg Cloud on or just for the fun of it. ]

You want this? You want me inside you, filling you up? Wanna see me just falling apart, until I can't say anything but your name, because there's nothing and nobody in the world I want as much as you?

[ And he starts, slowly, to press that first finger in. A little too much lube, maybe, he can feel the mess it's made of his hand, but better than too little - especially because like this the stark heat of Cloud's body is more obvious, almost a shock, and Zack feels his cock throb in response where it's pressed against Cloud's side. ]

[ oh.

that's a good way to distract him from his nerves about the present -- a reminder of the reward waiting in the immediate future, something good and tangible and entirely achievable. and the idea of making zack feel that good? so good that he comes apart, so good that the only thing he can think of is cloud? it makes his blood heat in his veins, makes his next breath spill out of him in a little moan. ]

Yeah. I want that, Zack. I want you.

[ which is what he keeps in mind as zack starts to press that first finger in, reminds himself to breathe and not tense up instinctively. and honestly? it's not as bad as he might have feared. a little strange, a little uncomfortable, but not bad. it unspools some of the tension in him, lets him relax into what they're doing.

and! just to make it better, he tips his chin up to steal a kiss off zack's mouth. ]

[ Okay, Zack wasn't entirely sure about whether Cloud would be up for kissing after Zack ate his ass, but once he dispels that worry Zack kisses him back with great enthusiasm. It's enough encouragement for him to move closer, until he's half over Cloud. Kisses him again as he starts to gently work that finger inside of him, pressing a little deeper, stroking. ]

I wanna make you feel good. I want to do everything with you. Just you, for the rest of my life.

[ listen, cloud is finding that he's into almost anything when it's with zack.

even this finger thing is turning out to be a pretty good deal. zack presses it a little deeper, curls it, and it strokes up against something that makes cloud moan up into the kiss. almost instinctively, he tries to rock his hips down to get zack to repeat it -- reaching up to clutch at one of his shoulders, nipping at his lower lip. ]

You're the only one I want, Zack. Forever, always. Just you.

[ Oh, that's it. There's the spot Zack was hoping for, and his smile gets wide and wolfish. ]

Yeah? Right there, huh?

[ He props himself up on an elbow, leans over Cloud properly to work at that spot, stroking circles over it as he drops his mouth to kiss at the side of Cloud's neck and suckle gently there. No second finger - not yet, not until he's sure - but he presses lightly with it at Cloud's rim, making the suggestion. He's got a lot more to offer than a finger, after all - though just this, just this slow process of opening Cloud up and making him feel good is starting to feel like it would be enough. ]

Y-Yeah, feels --

[ good doesn't even seem to cut it. it fills him up with a warm, melty sort of pleasure that spreads over every inch of him, and it isn't long before the initial discomfort has been forgotten entirely. it's helped by the way zack sucks at a spot on the side of his neck -- cloud tips his head back for better access and makes a low, pleased noise that he hopes passes for encouragement.

and when zack nudges at him gently with a second finger? it only takes a moment of hesitation before cloud gives a little nod. ]

[ A nod! That makes things simple! He presses in, slow and careful, a little sound of want curling out of him at the feeling of Cloud stretching around him. Gently, gently until both fingers are in far enough for him to start stroking at Cloud's prostate again - and while he does it, he tries to take Cloud's mind off any potential discomfort by biting gently at the tender flesh of his throat and then sucking, firm, until he's sure it's going to leave a mark.]

You're so tight. Don't know if I'm gonna be able to handle you.

[ he feels it a little more this time -- not really pain, but a stretch like his muscles are being called on in an unfamiliar way. but! he's got a better grasp on what he should be expecting this time, so he keeps his attention on how good zack's mouth feels at his neck and waits for those fingers to find that magic spot all over again.

plus? something about the way zack tells him he's tight feels like praise, and it makes a little wave of heat rush up from the pit of cloud's belly. he likes it, likes thinking that he's gonna be good for zack, make him feel good. ]

Zack. Feels good. [ with a little roll of his hips as zack presses up against his prostrate again, sighing out another pleased noise. ] Don't stop.

I like that. When you tell me what to do. What you want. You sound so hot like this.

[ Fingers moving all the while, stroking at Cloud just like he's been doing, just like Cloud asked. With their height difference he's tall enough that he doesn't have to dislodge his fingers to move so he crawls down Cloud's body a little until he can mouth at one of his nipples, tracing his tongue over it until it pebbles up under his mouth enough for him to drag his teeth lightly over. Then a turn of his wrist, twisting his fingers inside of Cloud before he goes back to that stroking over the spot that makes him sigh. ]

I wonder if I could make you come just like this. I've done to myself before. Fingers right here - [ and he presses a little more firmly, circling insistently ] and thinking of you. Came so hard I got it on my chest.

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[ zack teases at one of cloud's nipples with his teeth and his tongue, and the pleasure is as sharp as an electric jolt. cloud gasps as zack drags his teeth over it, arching up helplessly into the sensation -- but then zack twists his wrist, presses up against that spot that makes cloud's vision dance with little stars, and the breath spills back out of cloud as a choked little cry.

frankly, it's a miracle he has the brain cells left to process what zack is saying to him, but. his mind seizes on the mental image immediately, of zack laying here on the bed, fingers deep inside himself, thinking of cloud. it sends another wave of heat crashing over him, something that makes his cock throb and send a little spatter of precome dribbling onto his stomach. ]

Y-You -- [ it takes real effort to speak; his tongue is thick and uncooperative, mind sizzling with what zack's fingers are doing to him. ] Y-You've done this? Thinking about -- aahn -- me?

[ that's hot. and as if to emphasize that point, cloud reaches up to pull zack down to him for a kiss, hot and hungry. ]

[ It's a hell of a kiss! Zack moans into it, loving the demand he can feel in it, before he nips at Cloud's lower lip with his teeth as he twists his fingers inside him again. ]

Oh, yeah. Thinking about fucking you. Thinking about you fucking me. All the different ways I want you.

[ Somewhere along the line, all this - the fingering, the talk - became less about getting Cloud ready and more its own thing. His dick is aching against Cloud's side, wet enough at the tip to be messy, but in a way that lacks any sense of urgency - instead of tending to that he moves down Cloud's body again, hovers over his stomach and licks that spatter of precome of Cloud's stomach like it's the finest of treats. ]

[ the way zack twists his fingers inside him is enough to make cloud moan into that kiss, hips rocking greedily down against the other boy's hand. just picturing what might have played out in zack's imagination is enough to make him dizzy -- one day, he wants zack to describe it all to him in detail, wants to act out every fantasy just to prove that the cloud in reality is better.

but right now? he's too amped to articulate any of that -- just the sight of zack licking the precome off his stomach is enough to make him moan all over again, whining a little sound of need. ] Zack, c-can you -- I want --

Another finger. [ gasping it out, the embarrassment trampled by how badly he needs it. ] More.

Fuck yeah.

[ No hesitation. Just that extra finger Cloud asked for, and Zack moans with it almost like it's his cock he's sliding into Cloud. His hand is still messy with lube, but that only gives him the ability to press in deep this time, three fingers in to the knuckle of his hand, and he twists from his wrist again and he kisses over Cloud's stomach -

and he can't help it. Can't help moving, sitting back on his heels so he can watch. It's enough to make him moan again - the sight of Cloud stretched around three of his fingers, pretty as a picture. ]

Oh, shit. Baby. I wish you could see this. You're taking me so good.

[ cloud can definitely feel the stretch, but he's so turned on that it quickly outpaces any discomfort. especially when he realizes that zack is watching him with lust and admiration written all over his face -- it should be embarrassing (it is, a little), but it's worth it for the flood of heat that sweeps up all the way through him. ]

Y-Yeah? [ he's panting, short little shaky breaths that make it hard just to get the words out. the heat is a tight coil at the pit of his belly -- there's a part of him that's afraid he won't even make it to the Main Event, because zack is working him over so intently with his fingers and it feels good. ] I'm -- I'm gonna --

I'm gonna take your c-cock even better. [ blushing as he says it, but trying to sound confident. ] Z-Zack, god --

Yeah you are.

[ God, he's gorgeous like this. Breath ragged, his hips rocking in tiny movements Zack would bet money Cloud doesn't even know he's making, a flush in his cheeks and a light sheen of sweat on him that makes him seem to glow. Zack could cut him a break, if he was feeling generous. He doesn't. Keeps working that touch inside Cloud, and now that he's here? He might as well duck his head and drag his tongue along where Cloud is stretched tight around his fingers. ]

You're so hot. I can't believe you're mine.

[ zack dips lower, and cloud doesn't even have time to process what he's planning to do before zack licks a hot swipe over his entrance. it makes cloud arch up, voice breaking with a sharp cry, hands fisting at the sheets beneath him. the heat is coiled so tightly at the pit of his belly that it nearly hurts -- he's trying to fight off the orgasm, trying to hold off, but it's a losing battle. ]

Z-Zack! Please, I -- [ he doesn't even know what he needs. more? mercy? his brain feels like it's melting, and the way zack calls him mine makes him feel like he's on fire from the inside. ] I'm gonna -- I can't --

Know what I think? I think you need to come. Can you do that for me, Cloud? I promise I'll make it up to you.

[ It's not just dirty talk - Cloud may be obviously all-in now, but Zack's a fair bit bigger than his fingers. He twists them again, focusing now, his stroking over Cloud's prostate relentless, his tongue laving over the tight-stretched muscle of his entrance. ]

Come for me and I promise I'll make you come again, right on my cock.

[ Big talk, but they've got all night! ]

[ fuck if there's an argument to be made against that, cloud is way too far gone to put it together. he whines a little sound that might be relief or might be protest, one hand reaching down to clutch at a fistful of zack's hair like he's trying to keep him there. every stroke of zack's fingers against his prostrate makes fireworks burst in his skull; the pleasure is a constant thing, ceaseless, every sensation muddied together until it's almost too much to bear.

but it's impossible to resist the urge to give zack anything, even this. so it barely takes him another moment to find that peak and go hurtling off its edge, spine arching and muscles clenching around the fingers buried inside him. ] Zack!

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