fourstrings | and i say it's worth it, too

and i say it's worth it, too

[ He’d been wrong for so long. All those dreams, all that talk of being a hero, and it turns out doing the heroic stuff is kinda shitty. 13-year-old Zack Fair packing his bags to head off and join up with Shinra would have been horrified to even think it, but a quiet life is pretty damn good.

That’s what they have now, for the most part. Cloud hooked him up with a place to stay (in the same house as Cloud, but not in the same room) and a job (for Cloud’s delivery business – Cloud Strife, entrepreneur! Who’d have thought?), and even friends, even if Aerith smacks him in the arm (with tears in her eyes, to be fair) over all her unanswered letters. And it’s good. It’s good to have fighting be the rare exception rather than the norm, to get up early because he wants to rather than because he’ll get hauled into disciplinary proceedings if he doesn’t, to come home at the end of the day to meals they all pitch in to make and a table full of laughter. And it’s so, so good to be with Cloud. Even if he hasn’t been – you know, with Cloud.

Not that they haven’t been intimate! Some of the time they’ve spent together has felt more intimate, more naked than any of the sex they’d had before... everything. Times Cloud came into his room and held him close and ran quiet fingers through his hair after Zack woke up screaming from another dream about Cloud being trapped in that mako tank again. Times when they’d laid together on the bed and Cloud had told Zack what he remembered and Zack had filled in the blanks, wanting to be careful not to overwhelm him but so eager to share he almost couldn’t help it. And they’ve kissed, a few times, chastely and briefly – but there’s still a distance between them. Zack had thought Cloud might have had someone else, for a little while. Been convinced he was with Tifa, who is beautiful and funny and kind but not enough of any of those things for Zack not to feel relieved when she smiled at him and told him no, no. We tried it, but... it didn’t work out. It’s just... Cloud, keeping a kind and polite but pretty firm boundary between them.

It’s okay. It’s okay! A lot has changed! Cloud has been through so much that he seems like the older one now, and Zack had... died, maybe, but at least not been there for some literal world-endingly intense stuff. But he still loves Cloud, in that way where you know no matter what you do or what you try it’s not going away, and still wants him. So Zack does his best to be respectful, telling himself that if it’s meant to be, it’ll be.

That doesn’t mean he’s gonna turn down a chance to help it along, though. So when it’s a quiet evening and the house is empty but for the two of them – unheard of, but Barrett and the girls have taken the kids out to see some show – and the lights are low and Cloud is talking in his quiet, measured way about something that had happened out at work and Zack doesn’t hear a word of it because he’s thinking yet again about how gorgeous Cloud is -

well, who’s gonna hold it against him if he leans in and kisses Cloud right on the mouth?

...not Cloud, hopefully. ]

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[ Zack's busy finding openings to plant smooches on Cloud while Cloud's face is moving around doing all that kissing, but at that? He freezes. Marry? Marry him? Let him??? Like it's not the thing that would make Zack happiest out of everything in the universe?

Man, if this is a joke the comedown is gonna be rough. ]

Cloud?

Are you serious?

[ they're pressed so close together that cloud can feel it when zack goes tense, and it's enough to make him still immediately. it's easy to see how that could come off as too much -- they've only just bridged the gap back into this kind of intimacy, after all. ]

Sorry. [ pulling back so that he can look zack in the eyes, studying his face with his brow knitted. ] You don't have to say anything now. I'm not trying to rush you.

[ bumping their foreheads together gently. ] I just want you to know. You're it for me. You always have been.

No, no -

[ The forehead bump is nice, really it is, but Zack needs to be looking Cloud in the eye for this. He takes Cloud's face in his hands, pulls back enough to really look at him. ]

Can we? Like, soon. Not one day, some day. [ Because if what they've been through has taught him anything, it that when you find something good, you have to grab it tight and never let go. You can't wait for one day when things are better or more stable or more comfortable. You have to do it. ] Soon. As soon as we can pull it together. Can we?

[ oh.

cloud had almost forgotten what it feels like to be so happy that it hurts. that your chest aches with it, like it's too much for your heart to hold. ]

Yeah. [ expression soft, eyes warm with the smile lingering around the edges of his mouth. ], Of course we can. Whenever you want to. As soon as you want to.

Good.

[ He's still holding Cloud's face, so that makes it easy to pull him back into a kiss. And it's an enthusiastic one, reflecting the boundless joy Cloud has given Zack right back into him. This is amazing! They're together again! They're gonna get married! That kiss was the best failure of impulse control he's ever had, for sure. He grins into the kiss, lets go of Cloud's head just to grab his shirt and peel it up off his body, does the same with his own in record time. Presses in close, skin to skin, heart to heart. ]

Are we engaged?

[ okay, maybe it's rude to laugh at that, but cloud can't help it. not when the question apparently required both of them to be shirtless before zack could ask it. ]

Yeah. But come up with a better story when Aerith wants to know how I asked, okay? [ teasing, reaching up to wrap his arms around zack's shoulders and press a kiss against the corner of his mouth. ] I'll find you some fireworks later.

[ That's never gonna work. She can smell it when he's lying. But Cloud wraps his arms around him and kisses him, and any concern about future asskickings evaporates as the gremlin brain kicks in. ]

We could make some fireworks right now.

[ his smile tips up just a little wider at the corners. ]

Yeah? You gonna tell Aerith about those?

[ a little trail of open-mouthed kisses along zack's jaw, working his way down to zack's throat. finding a place to attach his mouth to and suck, humming a pleased sound. ]

Nah. The first time's just for us.

[ A brief derailment while that sucking makes him gasp softly, the sound that comes after halfway between a moan and a laugh. For all Cloud's concern about him not being the person Zack wanted any more, he sure remembers how to press Zack's buttons. ]

I'll give her the deets on round two.

Cute.

[ pulling away from the little mark he's left on zack's throat, taking a moment to admire his handiwork before he splays a hand on zack's chest to push him back onto the mattress.

drops his voice low, into a teasing purr. ]

You don't want anyone to know how sweet you are when you make love to me? [ letting one hand drift down zack's chest, until he finds a nipple and tweaks. ] Wanna keep it our secret?

[ Oh. Oh, fuck. He'd always liked it when Cloud got a little bossy, a little bratty, but this right off the bat is new. And he fucking loves it. He makes that sound that would be embarrassing if it was for anyone but Cloud when his fingers find Zack's nipple - the little whine that begs for more - and hums mmhm. ]

Nobody's ever seen me the way you get me. I wanna keep it that way. Just for you.

That's right. Because you're all mine.

[ listen, if saving the world has taught him anything, it's how to kick on cocky when he needs it. and he's worked through too much to feel particularly embarrassed about this, the possessive fire that only zack lights in the pit of his belly.

he works his way down further, but not before an indulgent little roll of his ass down against zack's hips. ]

That why you're in such a hurry to marry me? You want the whole world to know?

Yes.

[ Breathless, both because of the delicious pressure of Cloud's weight over his dick and what Cloud's saying. It's so hot, and all the better because up until tonight he hadn't been sure Cloud wanted him like this any more at all - the evidence that Cloud does and he's absolutely willing to take it is almost like a drug. He lifts a hand to his throat, to the place where the lingering throb of Cloud's mouth tells him there's a mark. ]

Like this, but forever.

Mmhmm.

[ kissing his way down zack's chest, over the plane of his stomach. nuzzling into one of the hollows of his hipbones while his hands make quick work of the fastenings of zack's pants, and then he tugs them down over zack's hips. ]

Forever. I'm not letting you go again. [ and then he noses up against zack's cock, sighing a pleased sound. ]

[ The little haa Zack makes is as much to do with Cloud saying he won't let him go as with the feeling of Cloud nuzzling against his skin, his cock. It's all tangled together, the sensations he's craved, the words he's longed for. Cloud is being possessive and Zack wants nothing more than to be possessed, to belong to Cloud totally and completely.

He reaches down, combs his fingers through Cloud's hair, makes a low, almost crooning sound even he doesn't quite know the meaning of - thanks, a plea for more, a declaration of love. All three, probably. ]

I've wanted to be yours again. So much. Always was, in my heart, but I needed to know you know it too.

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You can tell me every day.

[ he's mostly teasing, flashing zack a crooked little smile as he settles down onto one elbow. ] Until you're sure I can't forget again.

[ then he presses an open-mouthed kiss to the very base of zack's cock, dragging his tongue up slowly along the underside. almost purring at the taste of him, achingly familiar. ]

[ He can tell from the set of that little smile and the reference to forgetting again that Cloud's teasing, but Zack is 100% serious. ]

I want to. I will. Every morning when we wake up, every night when we go to sleep. I love you, I'm yours.

[ But then there's the drag of Cloud's tongue and whatever else he was going to say scatters to the wind. He sighs, long and pleased, strokes at Cloud's hair and rolls his hips up toward that touch. ]

Feels good.

[ it doesn't matter if it was meant to be a joke. cloud likes the sound of it, likes the idea that zack wants to remind him. likes the thought that they'll have years and years and years of being able to say that to each other stretched out in front of them.

but most of all? he likes the sound zack makes when cloud makes him feel good, can't get nearly enough. it's why he shifts until he can get his mouth around the head of zack's dick, sweeping the flat of his tongue firmly along the slit at the crest. ]

[ He sucks air, briefly tightens his hand in Cloud's hair before he remembers himself and goes back to stroking. It's so good - he's sensitive, doesn't know whether that's because it's been so long, because of whatever happened during his second dip in a mako tank, or just because everything feels like so much right now. Whatever it is, he hums warmly at the feel of it, props himself up on an elbow so he can look at Cloud. He's getting used to it, finally - the way the soft sweetness of Cloud's face has sharpened into something more refined. Still beautiful, but with hard edges where there were none before. None of those changes have made it any less a mistake to look if he wants to last, though - Cloud moves his mouth over Zack's cock like that's one thing he never forgot, and the sight of him doing it only dials up how amazing it feels. ]

[ it turns out that sucking a dick is something you never really forget. or maybe it’s just that it’s easy to fall back into the rhythm of it when it’s zack.

just the little sounds zack makes are enough to spur cloud on — he dips his head lower just to take more of zack in his mouth, groaning a low noise around him. just the taste of zack, the way he’s big enough to make cloud’s jaw ache with the stretch, is enough to set cloud’s blood on fire. he’s greedy about about it, almost desperate for more. ]

[ The feeling of Cloud taking more of him into his mouth gets another low sound from him, involuntary. But it's good, he should let Cloud know how good it feels! It's just.. hard to string thoughts together like this, and the way his hand strokes through Cloud's hair is as much about grounding himself as it is about showing his appreciation and affection. ]

Cloud. That feels so good, you're so good. You're so hot, always so hot, but the way you look like this - you're so beautiful -

[ It's babble, but if that's unexpected then there are still some pretty big holes in Cloud's memory. He's always reduced Zack to nonsense. ]

[ there is a part of him, just a sliver, that almost wishes he had something to stuff in zack's mouth and shut him up with. because that praise is almost too much -- it settles down into cloud's core and burns there, until his blood feels like it's boiling and his cock is aching between his legs. but cloud would be lying if he tried he say he didn't crave it, even though he's forced to reach a hand down between his legs and give himself a stroke just to take some of the edge off.

and listen, it'd probably be prudent to take things slow -- it's been awhile since he's done this, after all -- but there's nothing about the way he feels about zack that encourages caution or a level head. so he shifts a little to get a better angle, then slides his mouth all the way down. swallows when he feels the thick head of zack's dick nudging at the back of his throat, and then there's a rush of satisfaction as he takes it the rest of the way. ]

Fuck.

[ Just a quiet little breath of a thing, because the sight of Cloud reaching down to touch himself like doing this for Zack makes him so hot he can't help it sends a plume of heat right through him. But then there's more of the wet heat of Cloud's mouth, the sensation when he swallows, and the intensity of the pressure as Cloud pushes and lets Zack slip into his throat, and all thoughts of being quiet are lost. Maybe forever. ]

Cloud! Oh, fuck, Cloud, that feels so good - baby, you're so good, so hot, I missed you so much -

[ That hand in Cloud's hair tightens enough to pull just with the shock of it, but he's present enough at least to pet there apologetically once he realizes. He's babbling, now, Cloud's name and little endearments and moans at the feel of it, so tight, so hot, so good in a way he thought he'd never have again. He's close, murmurs that too in a note of pleading. Doesn't know whether he wants Cloud to make it happen or lay off so they can drag it out, trusts Cloud to decide for him. Trusts Cloud with everything. ]

I love you, I love you so much -

[ honestly, cloud is past the point of even thinking about dragging it out. just doing this for zack has him so turned on that he's almost forgotten how to think straight; zack tightens that hand in cloud's hair until he's pulling, and cloud moans around his cock in response.

all he can think about is making zack feel good. always, forever. spending days just finding new ways to feel good, to learn how many times he can make zack come before he's begging cloud for mercy.

but right now? he wants zack to come. and that's why he swallows greedily around him, flicking his eyes up to drink in the pleasure-wrecked expression on zack's face. ]

[ Holy hell.

It's bad enough that Cloud swallows, the motion of it making his throat squeeze around Zack's cock, but then he looks up and -

he's beautiful, he's always been beautiful, but there's a fire in his eyes. Want, heat, determination, what looks like satisfaction at knowing just what he's doing to Zack. He can't help the little hitch of his hips, the tiny rolling motion that starts, the moan thick with so much pleasure it sounds almost anguished. ]

Cloud, Cloud, I'm gonna -

[ but then it's happening already. His head wants to roll back with the feel of it, overwhelming after so long, but he's determined to keep his eyes on Cloud's. Drowning in them as he drowns in the pleasure of it, green-tinted now but beautiful as they always were. It rolls through him in waves, powerful and deep, enough to pull him under until he's lost to it and finally collapses back against the bed, useless, still reeling with it. ]

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