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[ Before he’d actually made SOLDIER, Zack had figured the mako treatment was a one-time deal. Get an injection or whatever and BAM! You’re supercharged! Go fight the good fight! The reality of it is that it’s an ongoing thing, and not even one you can really plan for because you get like three day’s notice – a week, if you’re lucky – and then you have to go in and get a treatment that takes all morning and can leave you useless for days. If there’s a pattern to it Zack doesn’t know what it is – one time Angeal got called in twice and Zack didn’t even have to go once – but the one time he asked about how they decided who got treatments when, the people in medical told him it was classified in a snooty kind of way that made it sound like he should have known better than to ask.

This time, he gets told two days ahead. It’s the shortest notice he’s ever had. It feels different after, too; he feels achy and heavy and a little sick to his stomach, which is normal, but it usually makes him want to sleep for a week and this time instead of that there’s just this buzzing under his skin, restless, like an itch. He can’t help thinking maybe it’s for the best; this is the first time he’s been called in while he and Cloud have been together, so it’s the first time he’s gonna see Cloud after, and he’s glad Cloud’s first intro to what he’s gonna have to do eventually isn’t one of the really bad ones.

Cloud’s pretty great about it, though. The guys from medical wheel Zack back – standard procedure – and Cloud is waiting, ready with a surprisingly well-told fib about just being here to keep an eye on his friend, and he brings Zack some water and steers him right to bed to sleep like Zack had warned him he’d probably want to do, and just sits with him, running fingers through his hair in a way that really does help with the headache.

Except. Zack can’t sleep. That itchy-under-his-skin feeling is still there and the pressure that feels like it’s building up in him is only getting worse. He fidgets, tosses and turns a little, and he doesn’t mean to be rude when Cloud asks if he’s okay and he doesn’t respond, it’s just a lot. Eventually he plants his face into Cloud’s lap, frustrated, wanting the comfort, and -

oh. Oh. Yeah. That’s better. That’s good. Cloud smells amazing, and before Zack really knows what he’s doing he’s pushing Cloud’s shirt up and out of the way so he can bury his face against the younger boy’s stomach, breathing him in and pressing a warm, open-mouthed kiss to the skin there.

He’s popped some unexpected boners before, but he’s never gotten hard as fast as he gets hard once he’s touching Cloud’s bare skin. ]

Cloud.

[ He has more to say than that, surely! He pulls at Cloud's shirt. ]

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[ the way zack times that harder thrust with his teeth sinking into cloud’s throat is enough to send a lightning bolt of sensation through cloud. he cries out, forgetting altogether to even try stifling it — there’s nothing in his head but how good zack feels inside him, the throb at that little spot that lets him know zack’s left a mark.

and then? when zack says that? it’s so hot that cloud thinks he’s gonna go crazy, rolling his hips down against zack’s just to chase more of that sensation. ]

Zack — That’s so — [ he drags zack down to him for a greedy kiss, nipping at zack’s lower lip like he’s trying to egg him on. ] So hot when you say it, I want everyone to know.

[ Zack would think that was hot at the best of times, but now? With this heat running through him, making Cloud not just the most important thing in the world but the only important thing, it sets him aflame. He pours it all into that kiss, hungry, but he can't keep it up for long - the deep roll of his hips is getting faster, more determined, and he has to break the kiss just to avoid banging their heads together. ]

Good. They should know. You're mine, and I'm gonna take care of you. Give you everything you need, always -

[ hearing that from zack? it's like a drug. zack always puts other people first, unselfish to a fault, and to think the thing that makes him greedy is cloud? it sends a bolt of heat straight through him that settles at the pit of his belly and coils up tight.

zack fucks him like he knows cloud's body inside and out, like he knows just hot to hit every single spot that feels good. and when his rhythm starts to pick up speed, cloud feels like there's a real risk he's going to come apart at the seams. his nails are digging lines down zack's back as cloud tries to clutch at him, voice breaking around little moans and mewls he's only half-aware he's making. ]

Yeah, yes, I want -- Z-Zack, you're the only one who knows how to take care of me like this, no one else could -- [ the next roll of zack's hips into him has him bottoming out completely, and the sentence breaks apart on a whine. ] You fill me up just right.

'cause I'm meant for you. Me for you, and you for me. Just like this. I'm so lucky you're mine.

[ He means it, more than ever. He's usually happy they're together, in a walking-on-air kind of way that wonders what the odds are of meeting someone so perfect for you so early in life, but today it's a fire in him. Proud, possessive, greedily soaking up the beautiful sounds Cloud makes and hoarding them close like a dragon with its treasure. He's Cloud's and Cloud is his, and the pleasure he takes in knowing that thrums through every sound he makes, every deep snap of his hips, and the way he fastens his mouth over the mark blooming at Cloud's throat to make it darker. ]

[ zack latches his mouth back to cloud’s neck, and cloud can tell from just how sensitive it is that it must be the same spot he’d bitten before. and just the thought that zack wants it to be more noticeable, wants to make sure it stays —

that right coil of heat at the pit of cloud’s belly snaps, and he cries out sharply as he goes tumbling off the edge of an orgasm. his voice breaks around the sound of zack’s name, but it’s even hard to get that out with zack still fucking into him so deep and hard it makes him dizzy. ]

[ Perfect. Cloud is perfect, and this is too - maybe it's just because he knows Cloud so well by now, but Zack can feel when it's coming, the moments just before Cloud hits his climax. It's like he's brighter, a warm and beautiful sun and Zack wishes he could bury himself in Cloud entirely. Not just his cock (though he does that too, fucking Cloud through it, wanting to make sure it's as good for him as it can be) but all of himself, like he could live in Cloud and become part of him, devote all that he is to keeping him safe and happy.

And then Cloud does come, and Zack feels that too. The way he always does, when Cloud arches against him and clutches at him, when his body clenches around Zack and makes it so much more intense that Zack almost always follows right after him. He does, chanting Cloud's name, lost in it, burying himself deep as he can go and feeling himself throb in time with the pulse of Cloud around him. It's wonderful - bone-deep pleasure thrumming through him, lighting him up from the inside, and when the strongest of it has past he stays right where he is. Hips slowed to a gentle rocking, slow enough that he can tip his face down to kiss Cloud deep in gratitude and adoration. ]

[ it's amazing. the way having zack inside him always seems to draw out cloud's orgasms into something mind-melting, the way zack presses himself deep inside cloud when he follows him over that edge, even the way zack wants to kiss him slow and deep and adoring while they're both coming down. amazing, too good to be real, impossible for cloud to even start to deserve. ]

Wow. [ breathless and more than a little dazed, still clutching at zack like there's some risk he'll pull away. ] That was --

... not on the recovery sheet. [ cloud would know! he read it four times! ]

Yeah, this is new.

[ He's laughing as he says it, still rocking his hips into Cloud in tiny increments because it still feels so good. A lot, sure, but not too much, and he's too blissed-out on the feel of coming together to think too hard about it. ]

Maybe it's just you. 'cause you're so hot. Guess I'll find out when the debrief reports start coming in and nobody else was crazy horny.

[ How could he not be? Cloud's gorgeous. All pink-cheeked and dark-eyed the way he gets after, and he still feels so nice inside. Warm and soft, and wet now too, and the thought of why makes Zack rumble a little hum in his throat as he presses close and makes an experimental little circling motion with his hips. ]

I'm gonna have to list you in the additional factors section. Possible contamination of data due to hottest boyfriend ever.

[ zack is still moving inside him, and even if it's just tiny little rolls of his hips, it's still enough to make cloud's brain hiss with static. he's always extra-sensitive right after an orgasm, and the way zack keeps shifting teasingly inside him isn't letting any of those little nerve endings settle back down. ]

Don't you -- ah -- dare. [ trying to sound intimidating, but failing utterly when the way zack rolls his hips just makes cloud go breathless and hazy-eyed. ] I don't wanna debrief with some scientist about that.

It's the rules! I'll get in trouble if I leave out important details like that. You don't want me to get in trouble, baby?

[ There's a joking note of pleading in that that loses something when Zack leans to kiss Cloud and finishes it by nipping at his bottom lip just as he rocks his hips forward again, slow but absolutely determined to stay as deep in Cloud as he can. That feels so good that he repeats it, drawing out more than he'd like just so he can have that sweet inward slide all over again. And there is not a single thought in his little head about how that's unusual - or that it's already unusual that he's come twice in such close succession with no downtime. No room for them, when his brain is entirely occupied with Cloud. ]

I'll stick to the basics. I won't tell them how hot and tight you are inside, how sometimes just seeing you makes me start to get hard 'cause I know what it's like.

[ cloud doesn't want zack to get in trouble! or maybe he thinks that zack deserves to? it's actually hard to figure out how he's feeling with zack rocking slowly into him like that, stroking right up against the spot that makes starlight scatter across his vision. and cloud gives voice to the confusion with a little whine as zack breaks away from the kiss, breath coming in little pants. ]

Zack... I d-don't think... [ he's trying to take a mental tally of how many times zack has already come. twice? enough for cloud to feel it, hot and wet inside him, enough that he can feel that each time zack presses deep inside, cloud can feel the way it makes a little leak out around him.

there's no way this is normal, right? what if the mako broke zack's dick? ]

I mean, I just... I don't know if... [ it shouldn't be this hard to explain refractory periods when he's got zack's dick inside him, but cloud is making a mess of it. doesn't help that what zack is doing inside him is making his brain cease all higher functions, or that parts of his body are doing their valiant best to respond despite his weak protests. ]

Don't worry. I'm not gonna tell.

[ Totally clueless! Not a single hint of a thought that isn't to do with Cloud, how perfect he is, how good it feels to be inside him. He smiles in a way that he thinks is reassuring, brushes a softer kiss against Cloud's lips. ]

You know why? I don't want them to know. I like that I'm the only one who knows how good you feel. I like being the only one who gets to make you feel good, too. The only one who gets to see you like this.

[ Just saying it makes him want to see more, and he shifts - carefully, so he doesn't come out - until he's sitting back on his heels, almost kneeling above Cloud. And then, if he takes Cloud's thighs in his hands and spreads them just so -

fuck. Cloud laying against the rumpled bed, flushed with pleasure (and maybe a little bit of teasing about this going in an official report, sure), stomach smeared with his own come, and below that? The sight of Zack inside him, where he's all messy and wet with what they've done already. Zack bites his lip and hums low at the sight of it, draws himself out just to watch as he sinks back in. Cloud always takes him so nicely, but like this the slide of it is so easy - and when he sees a little of his own come leak out around his dick he swipes at it with the pad of his thumb, licks it off and leans down to kiss Cloud again, wet and open. ]

[ it's hot that zack wants to keep this all to himself. like this part of cloud is worth having as a secret, something so precious you want to hoard it away instead of sharing. it sends a little pulse of heat through him, and the way that's enough to make his dick twitch between his legs makes him dizzy.

but then zack is pulling up and away from him, and cloud whines another little sound of protest. mostly just from the loss of contact, of zack's weight pressing down into him -- he's so foggy that it takes him a long few moments to figure out what zack is actually doing. of course, the way zack moves to spread cloud's thighs open even wider is enough to clue him in, and --

oh.

it's dumb!! they're in bed together, so zack is already seeing him already, but. the idea that he wants to get a better look? just the thought that zack likes seeing cloud like this, spread out underneath him and taking zack's dick like it's what he was made for? it sends twin bolts of embarrassment and heat down cloud's spine, and he's not even sure which feeling is more. he squirms restlessly underneath zack, arms shifting like he's tempted to reach down and cover himself up --

but when zack reaches down to swipe at some of the come leaking out of cloud and then licks it off his finger, the thought of hiding scatters in another bolt of heat. he moans, the sound swallowed up by zack's mouth when he presses into another kiss, arching up underneath him like he's pulled by a magnet. ]

Zack, d-don't -- [ it's a weak protest, especially when cloud is so turned on he can hardly even see straight. still, shyness is a hell of a habit; there's a part of cloud that'll probably always want to try and insist on lights off and covers up. ] S'embarrassing, I -- nnh...

I'll stop if you want. [ And he means it, he really does, but- ] But you shouldn't be embarrassed. You're so hot, baby. Even with all your clothes on, even in your uniform. But like this?

[ He sits back again, like he's testing it. Watches as he pulls out almost all the way and presses in deep, because if Cloud says I mean it, stop, then at least he got to see it one last time. The dizzying, ego-boosting sight of Cloud's rim stretched so tight around his cock, but still taking him in like Cloud needs him there. Fuck it's good, and the only solution he can think of is to make it so good for Cloud that he forgets to feel shy. So he does what he can, turns those slow slides into something about more than just the view, fucking into Cloud slow and deep just knowing what the angle is gonna do to him. ]

You're so beautiful. Tell me to stop and I'll stop, I promise, but don't you wanna let me make you feel good?

[ it's crazy that someone as attractive as zack could ever think cloud is hot. and maybe that's why hearing it always drives him wild, turns up the heat until it feels like the blood in his veins is gonna boil. so while there's still a part of him that wants to hide, there's another, greedier part that wants to preen just so zack will say it to him more.

especially when zack settles those teasing little movements of his hips into a steadier rhythm, fucking cloud deep enough to make him dizzy and slow enough to feel every inch. ]

Yeah. [ breathless, nearly a whisper, like it's a secret. ] Y-Yeah, I want --

... want you to look. I want you to think about it next time you're on a deployment. [ licking his lips, cheeks painted with a flush. ]

Oh, Cloud, baby. You are gonna get me in trouble. Thinking about you like this when I'm out there all alone?

[ And the next roll in is a proper thrust, nice and firm to hit Cloud just right. A little reward; Zack loves it when Cloud can admit how hot he is, that Zack's right to want him the way he does, and he'll do whatever he can to encourage it. ]

That's gonna get me so hard I'll have to do something about it. Want me to call you? So you can hear how hot I am for you, how I have to jerk off just to get to sleep with that image of you in my head? Will you do it with me, let me hear you when you come?

[ that thrust is enough to make cloud cry out, arching up underneath zack as the feeling sings through him. he's so sensitive it almost hurts, toes curling hard enough to make his calves cramp, but it's like his body still can't get enough of zack. ]

Yeah. Yeah, Zack, I want -- [ cut off by another moan as zack rolls his hips into him again, lashes fluttering and mouth falling open in a pant. but he catches the train of thought again as soon as he recovers, hips rocking greedily to try to match the way zack is moving in him. ] Wanna hear you tell me what you're gonna do to me as soon as you get home. It always -- [ it should be impossible for him to flush any redder, but somehow cloud manages. licks his lips, pushes on! ] It always f-feels so much better when you... wh-when you make me come on your c-cock.

Fuck. Yeah, Cloud, I wanna do that for you. Wanna give you the best, always. Make you feel so good you're proud I only ever wanna do it for you.

[ He's so good. Laying there all flushed, twitching and arching in Zack's grip, his come from before still wet on his stomach but he's still pushing against Zack, working to get them there - Zack's so lucky, so lucky he could cry, and the knowledge of it makes every sweet thrust into Cloud feel even better. It's so good he's halfway to delirious with it, and as he settles into the rhythm of fucking Cloud properly the tradeoff is that he almost forgets how to speak. It's just babble falling from his lips, Cloud's name over and over. Knowing that Cloud knows he likes the view makes him a feral thing and he pushes Cloud's thighs back towards him, spreading him as far as he thinks he can without making it uncomfortable. The sound of it is obscene, wet noises as he slides in over and over only enhancing the way his voice jolts when his hips meet the curve of Cloud's ass. ]

Just you. Cloud, you're so good, I only want you - want you all the time -

Zack!

[ it feels like cloud is gonna go crazy with it. like one person was never meant to handle feeling this good; he already feels like he could burst at the seams with it, but the way zack starts fucking him into earnest just keeps driving it higher.

and the way zack bends him back even further, makes it obvious that he's drinking the sight of cloud in? it's so hot that it makes cloud feel like his brains are going to melt right out of his ears. even the persistent little buzz of embarrassment only adds to it, an extra layer of sensation on top of what's already too much. ] Zack, Zack, please --

Y-You're gonna make me -- I'm so close, I n-need --

[ halfway to nonsense, the muscles in his thighs twitching and jerking as every thrust drives him closer to that glass-sharp edge. ]

Beautiful.

[ He is, he always is. And Zack wants to make sure Cloud has everything he needs, always. It would be so easy to reach down and get him there with a hand on his cock - but he's just said how much better it is the other way and in a total disregard for the way this has always worked before, Zack's sure he can do it. He shifts Cloud's hips a little higher, angles himself a little better so every thrust will send the head of his dick right up against Cloud's prostate. It better work, because the change in angle makes it that much better for him, too, the heat of it a fire searing through him. ]

Cloud. Do it for me, baby, let me see you. Let me feel you. Not gonna stop until I hear it -

[ And that's true, too. It feels like he's gone a little mad, lost in the feeling of it, the sound of Cloud's pleasure, the sight of his perfect face and the way Zack's own dick fills him up. He could lose it any moment now, give in to it, but somehow he knows he won't until Cloud's there too. It spurs him on, hungry, needy, and he fucks Cloud like he needs it to live.

He does. ]

[ zack tugs cloud's hips up just a little higher, changes the angle so that every thrust drives home against that perfect spot inside cloud. he can't even help the sounds he's making -- voice breaking around desperate cries that he's trying to shape into zack's name. his back arches until the muscles of his stomach are trembling, everything in him straining towards that edge that he can feel --

and then with one more hard thrust, zack drives him right over it. and the sound cloud makes as he comes is nearly a wail, the pleasure so sharp and ruthless that it feels like he might shatter. ]

That's it, there you go, you're so gorgeous, baby - I love you so much, you're so perfect for me -

[ Cruelly, Zack holds himself back a moment. Keeps thrusting, deep and determined, lets go of one of Cloud's thighs just to grab his hand and press it low on his abdomen because like this it's gonna be so easy to feel the way his cock presses into Cloud, shifting inside him. It's just so much, it's all so much, and he feels like it's tearing him apart in the most beautiful way but he needs it to be done. So he holds off, lets himself watch Cloud shaking apart around him, soaks up the sound he makes and the way his body draws tight as a bowstring and makes him reckon with the way the thrust of Zack's cock ripples under his belly, knowing that nothing in the world could ever undo him the way Cloud does. The way knowing he's taken good care of Cloud does.

It doesn't take long. Four, maybe five deep and frantic snaps of his hips and then the way Cloud squeezes around him pulls him over the edge, this third (and hopefully final) orgasm so much that the edges of his vision crowd with flecks of black and red. He pulls Cloud onto him, making sure he's as deep as he can be when he spills in him, and the sound of Cloud's name on his lips is a howl, wild and triumphant. ]

Zaaaack!

[ it tears out almost like a sob, tears clumping wetly on cloud's lashes as zack fucks him right past the point of overload. every thrust floods him with more of that brilliant, sharp pleasure, and zack presses cloud's hand low on his own belly and makes sure cloud knows exactly what's doing it to him. just feeling the way zack moves inside him is enough to make him crazy; there's no way anyone else could do this for him, fill him up exactly the way cloud needs it, and --

then zack is slamming into him as deeply as he can go, and cloud can feel the way he's coming even without that wild sound to mark it. it's a spreading heat at the pit of his belly that adds to what's already there -- he has a dizzy, wild thought that it'll be so much his lower stomach might swell just slightly with it before it starts to spill out again, and just the idea is enough to make him moan. his breathing is coming in shuddering little hiccups, muscles still shivering and twitching with electric aftershocks. ]

[ It's so good. It's perfect, and the wild howl he makes give way to one last hiccuping gasp and something almost like a whimper. ]

Cloud, Cloud -

[ He's too far away. Miles away, feels like, and he lowers himself back down - gingerly, because every nerve in him is singing with overload and moving feels sharp and overwhelming, but he can't bear not to hold Cloud. Kisses him deep when he gets there, messy and inelegant, as lacking in finesse as it is eager. He could melt away to nothing like this, and it would be worth it. To go like this, every part of him singing a hymn to Cloud. He licks at Cloud's mouth, sucks at his lip, breaks it just to bury his face in Cloud's hair and breathe him in, humming. ]

You're so good. So perfect for me. I love you so much.

[ he's too blissed out to be able to kiss zack back very effectively, but there's still a little sigh of protest when zack pulls away. but that's soothed by the fact that zack is settling back down over him until they're pressed together again, and even though they're both sweaty and sticky and objectively gross, it's still good. he reaches up to wrap his arms around zack's shoulders, determined to hold him there despite the fact that every inch of him feels boneless and shivery. ]

Love you. [ it comes out a little slurred around the edges, muffled by the fact that he's got his face shoved in zack's shoulder. ]

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