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[ It’s funny how things come full circle, sometimes. They’d been on holiday in Costa del Sol when Zack pulled the fantasy of working a little farm together out of thin air. Now they’re moving everything into the little farm they’ve bought for cheap because the previous owners won big at the Gold Saucer, wanted to sell up and move to Costa del Sol. So lucky, it’s like something straight out of a dream. Fitting, since the process of getting here had seemed like a nightmare.

It started with Wutai. No, it should have started with Wutai. All those people who just wanted to live their lives on their own land, and Shinra sent in SOLDIER to make sure that didn’t happen. And Zack had done as he was told; loved it, even, thinking only of impressing Director Lazard. But then there’d been that girl who tried to scam him, sending him off to find materia, and it was only after Zack had made her cry a couple times that he started asking questions. Like, what did a little kid need all that materia for anyway, and where were all the adults in her life when she was out trying to swindle a member of Shinra’s elite fighting force?

He'd gone to Angeal hoping to be talked out of his doubts. That? Had not happened. What happened was a fast track to honorable discharge (with documentation that Zack strongly suspects was faked, because Shinra doesn’t let anyone go easy) for him and Cloud both, money that Angeal had said he wasn’t going to need with a funny sort of smile on his face. Zack hadn’t understood, but by the end of Angeal’s explanation he’d been in tears, and never more grateful that Cloud, at least, had never made it into SOLDIER. Although even if he had, it probably wouldn’t have stopped him from looking like he was going to faint when Angeal gave them both goodbye hugs and told them to live well.

He'll never forget it, but it seems very far away now. They didn’t have a lot of possessions to move. The farm equipment was included in the sale, and the house on the land is small but cosy; lots of polished wood surfaces, a fireplace in the living room, faded floral curtains that the owner had said would need to be replaced, but that Zack kind of likes. Best of all is the little stable with a pair of work chocobos; they’d been wary of Zack, fluffing up their feathers to seem bigger, but when Cloud had gone in and quietly said hi to them it had only taken about ten minutes for one of them to nestle her head in against Cloud’s neck and the look on his face had made it all worth it.

Tomorrow, he’ll be planting all day. There’s a tiny crop of corn and greens for chocobo feed, but the rest of the fields have lain fallow since the old owners made their plans to get out. It’s gonna take work to get it running profitably, but it’ll be good work. Honest. And he’ll have Cloud here with him; Cloud, who has just put down the last box and is standing there looking around the room like he can’t quite believe it. Zack can; he believes in this, because he believes in Cloud. He walks over and loops his arms around him from behind, nuzzles his face into Cloud’s hair. ]


Welcome home.

Date: 2023-01-05 12:12 am (UTC)
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Fuck --

[ holy shit. how is any normal human supposed to handle this? zack sucks him off like he's starving and cloud's dick is a five-course meal, with so much shameless enthusiasm for the task he isn't even stifling the little sounds he makes. grunting, moaning, the filthy little wet sounds when he works cloud's dick into his throat. all of it makes cloud so hot it feels like he's going to burn up from the inside out, like there's a real risk he'll just combust before zack gets him off.

speaking of --

cloud is doing his best to fight himself off that edge, just because he's selfish enough to want it to last as long as he can, but hell. zack isn't showing him any mercy at all, and he's already so worked up by all the fooling around they've done so far that it really isn't a fair fight. still, he drags it out as long as he can, all his muscles wound so tight they're trembling and so close to the edge of overstimulation that his voice is breaking around needy, embarrassing little mewls.

but despite his best efforts, that peak crashes into him like a wave. drags him down and under, and his spine arches hard enough to make the muscles in his stomach burn. the sound he makes tries to be zack's name -- but it might also be a curse, a please, his brain is too shot to really know. ]

Date: 2023-01-05 12:41 am (UTC)
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[ it's almost, almost too much. the way zack moans around him, the sight (and sound) of him swallowing cloud's release greedily down. and then the way zack keeps working him all the way through the climax, like he's trying to wring every bit of it out of him. at that point, cloud is a mess -- too far gone to stifle the broken little whines he's making, writhing on the sheets like his body doesn't know whether to push closer or pull away. his muscles are twitching with little electric jerks of sensation, the signs of his overheated brain shorting right the fuck out.

and when zack finally lets up, pulls his mouth up and off cloud, it's relief and it's torture. his head is buzzing with white noise, still fogged up with pleasure and release -- but there's just enough clarity to realize that he's tasting himself when zack leans in to kiss him, and it sends a little jolt of heat through cloud's overworked system that has him moaning into zack's mouth. ]

Date: 2023-01-05 01:08 am (UTC)
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Mmmgh.

[ because that's all the response that first bit really warrants, and the act of stringing words into a sentence seems a little too advanced right now. cloud is relaxed -- boneless and fuzzy, tilting his head up into zack's hand like a kitten.

and then zack goes right ahead and lets the rest of that thought fall right out of his mouth.

cloud makes a little sputtering noise, skin flushing pink with color that has nothing to do with all that recent exertion. and! very politely putting a hand in zack's face and trying to shove him off, because: ]
Who says stuff like that?

[ zack. zack does. ]

Date: 2023-01-05 01:37 am (UTC)
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[ shameless!

... and unfortunately, it's one of the things cloud loves most about him. poor planning, indeed.

but cloud also isn't the type to just lay back and let himself get one-upped! maybe he's not as bold as zack, not always, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to give as good as he gets. (and it's easier when it's just the two of them, when zack reacts to every little inch cloud gives him like it's a treasure.)

so he lets his hand drop, bites at one corner of his lip before he lets his eyes flick back up to zack through his lashes. ]
Dunno. Who else am I gonna run off with?

[ taking one of zack's hands and pushing it lower along his torso. ] No one else could do it for me. Not when you've got me all broken in around the shape of you.

Date: 2023-01-05 01:56 am (UTC)
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[ heh. it's nice to get some points on the board.

and cloud likes that look on zack's face -- when his expression melts from surprised to horny, when he forgets (for just a second) how to keep running his mouth. right now? cloud's so pleased with himself he could purr.

but what he does instead is drag zack closer for another kiss, nipping at his lower lip. and then, because zack absolutely gave him shit for it earlier and deserves it: ]
Ask nicely.

Date: 2023-01-05 02:27 am (UTC)
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[ stop!! no! that isn't what he meant!

because that praise wriggles underneath his skin and glows, makes the blood in cloud's veins simmer with want. and that kiss only makes it worse, because zack knows just how to pour in everything he's brimming with until it makes cloud feel like he's going to overflow.

and then? that. that. cloud goes from pink to red, blue eyes going wider and then breaking off eye contact entirely. so much for being cool! ]


Yeah. [ it's all he can manage. ] Yeah.

Date: 2023-01-05 02:43 am (UTC)
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[ at least the kiss makes him untuck himself! just a little, but enough so that he can lean up and steal another one once zack settles back against him again.

and that touch between his legs makes him sigh, thighs falling open and body relaxing into the touch. trusting, and the trust always comes so easy because it's zack. ]


Because. [ shyly, pressing another kiss to the corner of zack's mouth. ] We're supposed to be like this. Together, you and me.

Date: 2023-01-05 03:00 am (UTC)
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[ he moans as zack slides that first finger inside, a little shudder thrilling up his spine. but then zack hooks the touch up, pressing, and cloud breaks the kiss with a stifled little gasp as the pad of his finger rubs right up against his prostate. he's still sensitive after the recent orgasm, enough to feel everything that much more. and maybe it means he should be less greedy, but who's fault is that? zack was the one making all those big promises. ]

Zack. [ nipping at his lower lip, rolling his hips down against that finger. ] Not enough.

Date: 2023-01-05 03:14 am (UTC)
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Shit.

[ a bitten-off little curse, biting down hard on his lower lip as zack slides that second finger inside. still nothing compared to the way zack feels inside him, but enough to make the heat flutter at the pit of his belly. ]

Yeah? [ breathy, low. ] So why don't you?

Date: 2023-01-05 03:43 am (UTC)
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[ zack settles down between his legs, and --

fuck.

it's not like it's new. zack is always saying it to him, telling him he loves him, especially in bed. but there's something about the sound of those words coupled with that first inward slide that always hits cloud right in the most tender places; makes something bloom inside his chest that aches so good he could almost cry.

and when zack is finally settled inside him, deep, exactly where he belongs, cloud slides his arms around those broad shoulders and leans up for another kiss. ]
I love you.

[ but, because he also loves to egg zack right along: ]

This is how you're gonna do it once you marry me? [ a whisper against zack's mouth, like it's a secret someone might overhear. ]

Date: 2023-01-05 04:15 am (UTC)
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[ ah, shit. that one kinda backfired.

husband gets cloud in ways he wasn't expecting -- in ways he wasn't even prepared to expect, really. hooks its claws into him and digs into something tender, makes his breath hitch in a way that has nothing to do with the first slow rolls of zack's hips.

well. almost nothing. ]


Zack. [ it's a sigh, a prayer. awed and adoring. it doesn't matter that zack is the only one he's ever been with -- it couldn't be like this with anyone else, and cloud knows it in his bones. no one else could match the way zack's weight presses him into the mattress, the way his broad body cages cloud in, the way his cock stretches him so good it makes cloud's brain buzz in his skull. and no one else could be as sweet to him while they do it, tell him they love him and call him husband and promise him everything, all so earnest it makes cloud's heart ache. ] Just you.

[ parroting it back, because he can't get out everything inside him, but he needs zack to know some of it. ] It's just you, it's always you.

Date: 2023-01-05 04:35 am (UTC)
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[ zack kisses him, long and slow, until cloud feels drunk off it. and as that rhythm builds, his body moves to match it -- he wraps his legs around zack's waist to let him press deeper, breaking the kiss with a thready little moan the next time zack sinks into him. ]

Z-Zack, you feel -- [ there aren't words for it. zack fills him up like cloud was made to take him, and it's so good he can hardly bear it. when he pulls out, it's almost like cloud can feel his own body trying to cling to him and keep him, and when he presses back in? he's up against all the right spots, so good it always feels like there's a risk of cloud's brain melting right out of his ears. ] Need it, need you.

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