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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[ On top? Because, listen, Zack is NOT gonna say no to whichever way Cloud wants to do it, and he's going to be careful! And gentle! And loving! But there's part of him that just can't get past how small Cloud feels against him sometimes (not that he's gonna bring that up) and maybe it would be better if Cloud was on top, if he had more control -

but no. Cloud put him here. And Zack knows this is gonna be perfect for him because Cloud is perfect for him, but he wants to make it perfect for Cloud, too. To give him just what he wants. So he reaches for the lube and adds slick of it over himself, and with his non-slippery hand he reaches to thread his fingers through Cloud's, squeezing. ]

I want you too, Cloud. So much. [ A soft sound, half a laugh. ] Always.

[ And he lines himself up and carefully, slowly, presses in, meaning to watch Cloud's face for any sign of discomfort but losing himself to the feeling of it immediately, a shivery little moan escaping his lips. ]

Always.

[ it's almost whispered back, because zack takes the time to lace their fingers together, and the gesture is so tender that it makes cloud's chest ache. he's never loved anyone like this -- so much that it's almost overwhelming, that everything in him reverberates it like he's a bell that's been struck.

and that's why this feels so significant.

but still, zack starts to press into him, and it takes a concerted effort to relax. he knows zack is big, but there's a difference between knowing it and -- well, this. it's a more intense stretch than even three of zack's fingers, and the way it feels is enough to make him suck in a sharp breath and tighten his grip on zack's hand. ]

Zack. [ reaching up to grip at zack's shoulder with his other hand, because god, he just needs to steady himself somehow. ] Oh, o-oh wow, you're so --

[ That's enough to bring him back to himself. Cloud's grip tightening, and though the way he's speaking sounds incredible he's not really saying anything, so - ]

Is it okay?

[ he stops. Well, stops pushing in - the rest of him is now in motion the same way he'd been focused on one very particular point before. His hand clutching back at Cloud's, thumb stroking over his skin, arching himself upward so that even with their height difference he can press a warm kiss against Cloud's temple before he shifts enough to really look at him. ]

You feel amazing. I want to be amazing for you too.

[ oh. oh! he wasn't expecting zack to stop, but --

he nods a little, leaning himself up enough to steal a kiss off zack's mouth. not that it lasts long, because the way he shifts makes his muscles tighten around zack's length inside him, and --

oh.

he gasps, the sensation thrilling up his spine and popping into bright bursts of feeling in his skull. it's... a lot. not bad, but intense, and wow. he squeezes around zack's hand without even realizing, biting his lip against the noise that wants to escape. ]

You -- You're always a-amazing. [ licking his lips, trying to focus on the matter at hand and not the foggy heat that wants to overwhelm him. ] I -- I just --

[ ... how are you supposed to ask this!! ] ... are you, um... is that it?

[ Oh boy

"is that it?" is the kind of mid-coitus question that could absolutely devastate a man's self esteem. Luckily, Zack has a) a supernatural amount of self-esteem, and b) slightly less than half his dick still outside Cloud's body, so he can give a little laugh and duck down to return that kiss, sweet and lingering. ]

Nah. Don't worry. I'm not gonna shortchange you like that, baby.

[ ...listen, sometimes it's extremely fortunate that Zack has a cute face, a tight bod, and a big dick. Like 45% of the time he opens his mouth. But at least he steals another tender kiss from Cloud's lips before he starts sinking in again, sighing and murmuring warmly about how good Cloud feels. ]

[ oh.

oh.

it wasn't exactly being shortchanged that he was worried about -- if anything, it feels like there's already a lot of zack inside him. but zack starts to press into him again, and wow.

it's enough to drag a low moan out of him, head falling back against the pillows and eyes fluttering half-shut. it's... intense, pressing up against every spot inside him that zack's fingers had only teased before. he's full in a way he couldn't have imagined before, half-overwhelmed by this feeling of being more deeply connected to zack than he's been with anyone before. it's -- wow. ]

Zack. [ it's breathless, clutching so hard at zack's shoulder that his nails end up digging little pink crescents of pressure into the other boy's skin. ] Y-You're so --

[ another little moan, the thought falling away from him as zack presses up against another spot that feels good. ] I can feel you so deep.

Cloud.

[ It's quiet, half breathed, because it's a lot. Cloud already feels like heaven around him, tight and warm and wonderful enough to send warm pleasure flowing up the length of his spine already, but when he moans like that? When he talks like that?

It's gonna take all Zack's self-control not to bust it early and ruin this.

Eventually, he's there. Seated fully inside Cloud, breath a little ragged already from the bliss of it, and he brushes his lips against Cloud's and smiles soft and sweet. ]

There. Everything I've got, all for you.

[ wow.

he wants to say it, but words are a little beyond him at the moment. it feels like the closest he's ever been to anyone -- the closest that it's possible to be, almost like they're one person instead of two. even the thump of zack's heartbeat and the slightly ragged cadence of his breathing seems to echo down into cloud until he can't tell it apart from his own, and it's --

... well, wow. ]

Yeah. [ tipping himself up just a little, enough to bump their foreheads together gently. taking a moment to just bask in this feeling of being tied together, of feeling like there's no space left between them. ] I can't believe --

... I get to be like this. With you.

With you.

[ It's a stupid thing to say, really, just echoing back what Cloud's said, but it's soft, almost worshipful, and Zack moves only enough to press his lips to Cloud's. To kiss him, slow and lingering and full of awe at how close they are, how perfect. It's a revelation. It's almost enough just to be like this, connected, the press of their skin and the the beating of their hearts and the mingling of their breath sweet enough to burr the sharp edges off his need. ]

I love you.

[ it's a good kiss. one that seems to echo back to cloud everything that he's feeling -- he didn't really understand how someone could tell you how much they love you without even saying a word, but now? wow. ]

I love you, too.

[ ... and he is not going to be the type of person who ends up crying like a big loser just because it's his first time, so! he shifts until he's able to roll his hips, moaning a low noise at the way it makes zack move inside him. trying to spur him into moving, too. ]

I want -- [ another kiss, scraping the pressure of his teeth over the other boy's lip. ] ... all the stuff you talked about. Everything you said.

I wanna watch you fall apart. Because of me.

[ Listen, he doesn't mean to be rude! He's only moaning through the first part of what Cloud says because he can't help it! Not with Cloud feeling like that, moving like that and moaning in what definitely sounds like pleasure at the feel of it. Zack hopes it is, because for him it's unreal - it was amazing just to be inside Cloud, the bliss of that first slow sinking slide still with him, and now Cloud's encouraging him to move and it's all so perfect Zack feels like he could cry.

But you can't really get away with crying after you've been talking up your big dick, can you? So instead he hums the agreement that's really all he can manage right now, and obeys. It's a slow thing, still gentle as he starts to move in long strokes, drawing out ass far as he can force himself to before he rocks into Cloud again and feels the rightness of it pulsing through him like blood. ]

[ it's slow, but it's good. the sensation rolls all the way through him on a wave of warmth, and cloud lets his head drop back with a shuddering little exhale as it crests over him. he thought he was prepared for the way it would feel after zack's fingers, but this is so much more -- the stretch of zack inside of him is so much more intense, and every slow slide rubs and drags against spots that he'd only teased before. ]

Zack. [ it comes out breathless and half-overwhelmed, unable to gather up enough functioning brain power to do more than clutch at zack and moan as zack sinks back into him all over again. ]

[ For a moment, it's like there's some sort of spell on them - he feels like they're in some kind of bubble, quiet and safe, a universe that's just the two of them and the fit of their bodies and he forgets to breathe. And then Cloud speaks, says his name, and the bubble bursts and the whole world comes rushing back in, new and heady and better. }

Cloud. Cloud, baby, you feel so good, you're so good. You're so beautiful, you sound so hot - this is all I want. All I need. Just me and you.

[ It's babble, helpless, lost in how good it feels, but hopefully Zack makes up for it with the way he picks up speed, moving into Cloud with determination. ]

[ zack picks up the pace, rocking into him in earnest, and cloud's head snaps back with a sharp sound of pleasure. it feels like every thrust sets fire to a hundred sparks inside him -- there's a bright point of heat at his core, and the pleasure seems to spill over every inch of him. it's good, it's so good; he didn't even know it was possible to feel like this, bright and bursting and golden.

and the way zack sounds? wrecked, raw, just as overwhelmed as cloud feels? cloud thinks he could get drunk off that -- he wants more of that senseless praise, more of zack telling him he's the only one he wants. ]

Yeah. Yeah, Zack, you feel -- ahhn -- so good, god, I can feel you so deep. [ dragging zack down to him for a kiss, messy and short-lived because of the way he's panting. ] Don't stop, I want more, I want all of you.

[ I can feel you so deep, Cloud says, a shot straight to Zack's pride - it's stupid, something he has no control over, but it feels good to hear it, to think he's good for Cloud too, to think of himself filling Cloud. It stokes the want in him, makes him almost wild with it. He braces himself against the bed, speeds his pace and swears under his breath at how good it feels, every faster stroke into Cloud making his nerves light up like fairy lights, and he swears under his breath as he feels Cloud's body shift under the movement of his own. ]

All of me, just for you. Fuck, nothing's ever felt this good before.

[ zack picks up the pace, fucking into him hard enough that the slap of skin against skin is almost louder than the creak of bedsprings beneath them, and fuck. it's hard to keep his grip on zack's sweat-slick skin -- he ends up clawing little pink lines down the other boy's back as he tries to clutch at him, one leg looping around his waist like he's trying to pull him in deeper.

it's just right, the perfect angle to let zack hit that spot, and cloud can't stifle the way he cries out. ] Fuck!

Zack, ah, please, please -- [ not even sure what he's begging for, only that everything building in him is so sharp and wonderful it's almost overwhelming. every thrust into him has him so full, and it's like zack knows just what he needs, and god. ]

[ The scrape of Cloud's nails down Zack's back leaves little trails of fire behind them, the burn of it blurring seamlessly into the pleasure of everything else, fuel to the fire Cloud has lit in him. And he knows he's hit the right spot, hears in in Cloud's voice and feels it in the way that leg looped around his waist pulls tighter, feels it in the clench of Cloud's body around him, like he's trying to drag more out of him.

So more it is. He shifts, raises up on his knees a little, slips a hand under the small of Cloud's back to lift him slightly, to give Zack more control as he drives himself into Cloud's body. He's a lost cause now, the pulsing bliss of what they're doing filling him up to near overflowing, so all he can do is try to make sure he spends the remaining time he has getting it just right, driving each long thrust right over the place that has Cloud making such wonderful sounds and try to drag the smaller boy right over that cliff-edge of pleasure with him. ]

Please? You ask so nicely. So polite when you have to know I'd - ah - I'd kill to be with you like this, to fuck you like this, I should be the one begging to get to fill you up - so tight, so hot, so good, Cloud -

[ he's pretty far gone, but the brain cells zack hasn't fucked to mush still register how easily zack lifts his hips with a little flare of heat. it's hot how easily zack can move him, how he's strong enough to rearrange cloud on a whim. and it just makes him wrap both legs around zack's waist almost on instinct, squeezing like he's trying to pull him deeper on every stroke.

it's so fucking good. zack drives home into him relentlessly, and every inward thrust hits that spot that makes him see stars. he's making noises that would probably embarrass the hell out of him if he was anywhere close to being in control -- sharp cries trailing off into needy little mewls, and he isn't even trying to stifle them. he really wants to respond, to tell zack how good it feels, how much he loves it, but it's too much work to string the words together when everything zack is doing to him makes him feel like he's going to shatter. ]

Zack, Zack, Zack! Yes, please, I-I -- Fuck, don't stop, god, yeah --

[ and wow, cloud wasn't even aware he could come without a hand on his dick, so he has just a second or two to be startled by the realization before his orgasm smashes into him like a truck. he cries out all over again, voice breaking around something that tries to shape itself into zack's name, every muscle in his body squeezing like he's trying to wring the orgasm out of zack right along with him. ]

[ Oh, perfect. Perfect. It's intensely rewarding to hear Cloud like that, and Zack gets just a moment to appreciate the sight of Cloud arching in his grip, pleasure painted across his face, coming all over his own stomach before the rhythmic clench of him has Zack coming too, slamming himself home, buried as deep inside Cloud as he's able to go as the sweet feeling of it floods him, takes him over. ]

Cloud!

[ He's helpless to the feeling of it, grinding his hips against Cloud even as the flood of his orgasm starts to recede and the pleasure of it edges towards too much, burying his face against Cloud's neck and pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses there. ]

[ he moans when he feels zack hit his peak inside him, awash with a warm sense of gratification at this proof that he was able to make zack feel good too. and even as the rolling grind of zack's hips starts to slow, cloud only loops his arms around the other boy's shoulders and nuzzles up into his temple, wanting to stay this close for as long as he can. they're both sweaty, sticky, and more than a little gross -- but the idea of coming apart again after something so intimate is almost painful, and he's greedy to keep zack right where he is. ]

I love you. [ it's muffled into zack's hair, slightly slurred around the edges. he feels wonderfully wrung out, basking in the afterglow of what they just shared and still marveling at it. ] You're amazing.

Yeah. Yeah, love you too.

[ Oh, it's good. Pressed so close that he cant tell the thump of Cloud's heart from his own, finally, finally stopping the tiny, needy motions of his hips but making no move at all to pull out, luxuriating in the closeness. It feels good like this, too, fit neatly inside Cloud without the pressing urgency of want on them, just... together. ]

We're... really good at this.

[ he can't help a little laugh -- not because it isn't true, but because of how perfectly zack echoed his own thoughts. it's impossible to think that he could have this with just anyone else; even just laying here, tangled up with each other, it feels... perfect. like this is how they're supposed to be. ]

Too bad you're already First Class. [ teasing, nuzzling up against his cheek just so he can press a kiss there. ] After a performance like that, you deserve a promotion.

Edited 2020-09-26 05:01 (UTC)

You'll just have to make me president. President of your butt.

[ Yes, he is aware of how stupid that is, and no, he doesn't sound remotely ashamed of himself. He is, however, considerate enough to adjust just enough to roll them so Cloud is draped over him, because he's aware of how much heavier he is but he's absolutely not ready to pull out yet. ]

Thanks, Cloud.

[ He's 80% sure Cloud will protest, but it feels like he needs to say it. it means a lot to him that Cloud trusts him with this, and more than it should that he got to be Cloud's first. Sappy, and stupidly possessive - it's not like it would mean less somehow if Cloud had been with other people, but the thought of it is enough to make his voice thick when he speaks. ]

[ okay, that's dumb enough that it gets a startled little bark of laughter out of him, and he gives zack a little thump on the chest as the older boy rolls them over. butt president, seriously?

but he's more than happy to settle himself back down over zack, nuzzling warmly into the older boy's chest and breathing out a happy sigh. he'd protest the thanks -- really, it feels like it's him that should be saying thank you -- but! it's hard to tell zack not to say it when he kind of gets how the other boy feels. something that special? it feels like a precious gift that he's been given, and it's hard to stifle the urge to thank zack for sharing it with him.

so, instead? he props his chin on zack's chest so he can smile up at him. ] You wanna know something?

[ Cloud propping himself up like that has the benefit of making it easier for Zack to touch his face, so he does - cups his cheek, gently thumbs over his cheekbone, just soaking up the sight of him - flush-cheeked, a few strands of hair plastered to his face by the light sheen of sweat on him, looking just as happy as Zack feels. ]

Yeah.

Good god, let me give you my life

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