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to walk a fine line and work against you

Hey, I wanna talk to you about something.

[ Maybe it’s not the time? It feels so nice right now. They’re just sitting together on the couch, the line of Cloud’s (clothed!) thigh warm against Zack’s. Closer than they need to be for the game they’re playing, but they’re always like that now. Whenever they’re alone together they end up tangling close, even if they’re not doing anything. It makes sense; Zack can’t really touch Cloud when they’re out around HQ or on missions beyond ruffling his hair, slapping him a high-five or occasionally slinging an arm around him in a side-hug kind of squeeze, so it’s normal to want to get of much of it as possible when he can! But that’s why he’s thinking about it, really.

It's the first time he’s ever felt part of his SOLDIER training took something away from him rather than giving. They all go through pretty extensive training once they get into the upper ranks – SOLDIER, the Turks, probably management too because you can’t have somebody giving away business secrets because they’re horny. They’re all on suppressants anyway, but there have been ways around that for as long as there have been suppressants, so part of his SOLDIER experience has been rigorous training to make him basically immune to being forced into rut by the presence of omega pheromones. He’s never regretted it – being forced there isn’t a very nice feeling, when you get down to it – but now he kinda wonders. He’s so crazy for Cloud anyway that it might be nice to just be taken over by it. It’s supposed to be incredible when it’s right – finding the right mate, bonding, all that stuff. He’d feel a lot worse about it if Cloud wasn’t with Shinra too, ‘cause once he makes SOLDIER he’s gonna have to go through all the same stuff and at least it’s not like he’ll be missing out just because of Zack, but it’s still a little sad to think of this one thing they won’t have.

There’s also the part where they haven’t really… talked about it. Cloud’s an omega for sure – he’s never been in heat around Zack (he’s probably on those Shinra suppressants, a rare occasion where they dole out the best stuff to the infantry too because a poorly-timed heat sneaking through or the side effects of cheaper stuff would mean more time when they couldn’t work) but Zack can tell. It’s something that’s just kind of there about him, like the fact that he’s got blue eyes or blond hair. Or maybe it’s closer to say it’s like how he’s on the short side, or has a little scatter of freckles – things about himself that Cloud probably isn’t too pumped about but that Zack thinks are just right. It’s in the way his lashes shade his eyes, the way he moves, the way the cheapo soap and shampoo and laundry detergent they dole out somehow smells good on him. But it’s never come up, and that’s why Zack feels like he needs to say something now, before it comes up by itself. If they never talk about it and then Cloud goes into heat and Zack's reaction is that's rough, buddy, let me get you a cold drink, it's way too easy to imagine all the hormones making him take it personally. So yeah, it sucks, and maybe it'll ruin the nice cosy time they're having, but better now than when Cloud needs what Zack can't give him. ]

You know I’m an Alpha, right?

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Guess so.

[ With the hoodie gone the tshirt is next, and Zack has to pause a minute just to admire the bare skin that put on display. He leans down, kisses a trail up over Cloud's stomach and chest, brings it up to his mouth to lick into it, warm and wanting. ]

I didn't realize. Just knew I wanted everything to be perfect for you. Wanted to make this somewhere I could keep you safe and happy.

[ He skins his hands down over Cloud's body, savoring the feel of it - he's hot, hot enough that Zack would think he was running a fever if they hadn't already figured it out. But his skin is so soft, and the shape of him sweet - the dip of his tiny waist, the hard curve of his hips. Zack fastens his fingers in the waistband of those sweats and peels them away, not even realizing he's licking his lips as he does. ]

Wonder who started it. If I kicked you off, or you got me?

Wow.

[ and cloud's not even sure whether it's because of the way zack is kissing up along his abdomen, or because he's still grappling with the idea of zack trying to nest for him. (both, it's definitely both.) he'd meant it before when he said most of the alpha and omega rituals just seem stupid and old-fashioned, but somehow? when it's zack wanting to do it for him?

yeah, it's wow. ]

You did good. [ which is kind of a stupid thing to say when he has no idea what zack actually did, but... it's zack! he gives everything he does 110%, so it feels like a safe gamble to make. he reaches down to tangle a hand in zack's hair, petting affectionately through it. ] So good.

[ He did good. He did a good job, Cloud's pleased, and it pours through him hot and sweet as molten honey. As far as he knows purring isn't one of the quirks secondary genders bestow, but the noise he makes is damn close - a happy hum so low it's nearly a rumble. He rubs his face against Cloud's stomach as he pulls those sweats the rest of the way off, and - ]

Oh, damn.

[ Cloud is gorgeous. Bare and pale except for the colour in his cheeks, the soft, shell-pink of his nipples, and the flush of his cock laying hard against his belly. Zack reaches down to run a thumb up along the underside, hums want. Like this the scent of him is even more noticable, thick in the air, and it makes Zack's mouth water and his dick twitch in his pants. ]

Look at you. Wow.

[ it's the first time they've gotten around to the whole getting naked thing, and cloud always figured he'd feel... way more nervous! but honestly? it's just a relief to have the clothes off. it feels like he's burning up from the inside out, and the way the fabric was trying to stick to his thighs was gross.

even now, he can't really find it in himself to be shy. not when zack is looking down at him like cloud's a meal he can't wait to dig into, eyes dark and hungry.

but! ] Not fair.

[ already trying to tug at the hem of zack's shirt. there is a clear unbalance here! ] You're still wearing way too much.

[ Zack would actually like to spend a little more time investigating the wonder that is Naked Cloud, thanks, but the part of him that wants to give Cloud everything he wants is so much stronger that there's no chance of it being a fair fight. He grins and peels off his shirt, follows suit by ditching his pants and underwear with far more haste and far less care than he dealt with Cloud's. Unsupported by hs clothing his cock feels hot and heavy, and the cool of the air against it makes him shiver slightly. ]

Better?

[ He's back against the bed as soon as he's naked, pressing himelf to Cloud's side, hands running over him as he mouths at Cloud's neck. ]

[ for his part, cloud is watching zack strip like it's the show of the century, eyes wide and mouth half-open in awe. he's seen zack naked before! but only once, and that was just a quick, guilty peek in the showers after a workout. this? way better. ]

Yeah.

[ already reaching up to touch even before zack is settling down against him, both hands running over zack's pecs with clear and open admiration. ] Wow.

You're so hot. [ please forgive him, there's almost no blood left over for his poor brain. ] Like the hottest guy in Midgar. Maybe even on the whole Planet.

You just think that 'cause you're in heat. And 'cause you can't see yourself.

[ Not that it stops him from preening under Cloud's touch, pressing his chest into his inds when Cloud runs them over his pecs. Clearly into the words just as much as he is the touch. He's not as polite as Cloud's being. Sends his hand right back down to Cloud's cock, curls fingers around it and gives it a little stroke. If he thought Cloud's skin was hot his dick is searing, both straining hard and velvety-smooth in his grip, and he grans at the fell of it like it's his own dick he's rubbing over. ]

You're pretty here. I should have known you would be. Pretty everywhere else, too.

Nuh-uh. [ stubbornly! ] Even before today, I always thought --

[ but he gets cut off abruptly by his own strained cry as zack reaches down to wrap a hand around cloud's cock. and okay, cloud thought the thing they did the other day where they'd been grinding against each other had been amazing, but. it doesn't even start to compare to how it feels to have zack's hand on him. big and warm, calluses in all the right places, stroking him in a way that makes cloud whimper.

normally, he'd probably protest any part of him being called pretty. especially his dick, which happens to be super manly, thanks! but right now? zack can call cloud anything he wants, and cloud is inclined to happily agree as long as it means zack never stops touching him. ]

Zaaack --

Yeah? Is it good?

[ He can tell, honestly, but he's eager for the confirmation, laps up the sounds Cloud makes like they're a pool of clear water and he's stranded in the desert. It makes him hungry to discover what other sounds he can get Cloud to make, so he wedges a leg between Cloud's and uses it to prop his thighs apart, keeps stroking as he sends his other hand down to touch between Cloud's legs. And oh, fuck, he played himself. He's so wet, slippery with it in a way that means he can't help thinking how easy it would be just to press right in. His fingertip finds the tight furl of Cloud's rim, delicately ridged and soft in a way that seems to invite petting. He has no idea whether that's because of the heat or if that's just how Cloud always is, but who cares when there's the much more important issue of finding out what Cloud will sound like if he rubs over it? ]

Yeah.

[ good doesn't even start to cover it, but cloud's brain isn't exactly a reliable source of words right now. especially not when zack slides his other hands down between cloud's legs, sliding a fingertip right over the place where he's aching and needy. cloud makes a desperate little keening sound in response, spreading his legs open even wider and arching up into that touch. ]

Zack, I need -- Please --

Yeah. Yeah, Cloud, I need it too. I'm gonna take such good care of you -

[ It's stalling, a little, his fingertip still circling as he talks. It's not that he wants to put it off; he already wanted Cloud so bad he felt half-crazy with it, and knowing how good he feels there only makes it worse. It's just that there's a part of his brain, growly and insistent, that tells him to flip Cloud over onto his hands and knees and have him from behind, hands on his hips to pull Cloud back onto him, and the the part of him that's wanted this for way longer that wants to settle himself between the spread of Cloud's thighs and press into him like that, so he can watch every moment of it play out over Cloud's face. Just as he thinks he's decided one side starts shouting down the other, so what's he supposed to do? ]

How do you want me? Whatever you want, baby, I want to be so good for you.

[ Asking is probably not the macho Alpha move he's supposed to be busting out right now, but he means it. However they do this, it's gonna be good for him. Cloud, though - for Cloud, he needs to be perfect ]

[ unfortunately for zack, the way he's rubbing his finger in lazy little circles is officially shorting out most of cloud's higher brain function. which is why the question just seems like some kind of tease -- isn't it obvious?

so, no. zack isn't going to get a lot of help from the other half of this equation. instead, cloud just rocks down against his hand with a whine. ] Inside.

Zack, I need you so bad, please.

[ That doesn't tell him much about what Cloud wants (besides the obvious), but it tells Zack plenty about what he wants himself. Cloud looks so cute, flushed and needy but also kinda grumpy at being asked, and he decides there's no way he can bear to do this without seeing Cloud's face. Not the first time, at least - hopefully he'll do well enough to try everything else out later!

He's already got a leg wedged between Cloud's, so it's easy to shift so he's over Cloud, hips between the spread of his thighs. Leans down to kiss Cloud - just once, just quickly - and then he reaches to line the head of his cock up with Cloud's rim. Rubs it there with a groan, and it feels so good that it wipes out his brief flare of concern that he's not gonna fit. Just a little pressure, and then -

bliss. It's so good, so hot and wet and inviting. He meant to go slow, but Cloud's body feels almost as if it's trying to pull him in and he can't help that first press turning into one slow slide, all the way. ]

Cloud -

[ zack shifts himself so that he can settle between cloud's legs, and that makes it immediately obvious that cloud's going to get what he wants. which is good -- he's so turned on that it kind of feels like he'll die if zack doesn't do something about it, and that's not exactly how cloud wants to go out.

zack leans down to kiss him, and cloud reaches up to wrap his arms around the other boy's shoulders in turn. and then he can feel the head of zack's cock rubbing against him, almost searing hot, and cloud's brain has just enough time to process that, oh, they're really doing this --

and then zack is pressing into him in one long, slow slide, and wow.

cloud gets smacked off the edge of an orgasm he didn't even know was there, arching up underneath zack with a sound that's halfway to a wail. the pleasure is like a bolt of lightning -- sharp, brilliant, and overwhelming. like everything in his body wants to make sure cloud knows this is exactly who he was meant to be with. ]

[ Oh

Oh, wow.

This position was definitely the right choice, because the way Cloud looks like this is incredible. Beautiful, he's beautiful, and Zack already knew from that one amazing night but this time the fact that it's because Zack is inside him makes it so much better. And the way it feels - Cloud clenches around him, a pulsing sort of squeeze that makes him feel even tighter than he already was, and Zack moans with it. Frankly, it's a miracle he doesn't come right there and then himself. He just stays where he is, buries kisses against Cloud's face and throat, crooning low at him until the clenching starts to slow and he can move to kiss him on the mouth. Slower, this time, gentle, though his own need is still clear in it. ]

There you go. Feel better?

[ He should check. Because maybe now Cloud's done, and he won't want to keep going. And if that's the case Zack's gonna go and try to drown himself in the coldest shower he can manage, but he needs to figure it out now because if it feels like good just to be inside Cloud, once he starts moving he's gonna be a lost cause for sure. ]

[ it takes him a minute or two to come back to himself after that. cloud's pretty sure he's never come that hard, and zack's barely even done anything. and somehow? it's even better with zack inside him, the hard length of his cock the perfect answer to the greedy way cloud's body is clenching and squeezing.

but. ]

No. [ it's a desperate thing. not that what just happened didn't feel amazing -- it did -- but it also didn't take the edge off at all. already, he's trying to shift his hips underneath zack, greedy. ] Not until you knot me. You're gonna, right?

[ Oh, thank fuck. ]

Yeah. Yeah I am. Fuck, Cloud -

[ Because Cloud's already moving under him, greedy for it, and just that feels incredible. It's the last little push he needs, the last piece that lets him know this is really allowed - everything he said about not being able to rut, everything they thought they knew about Cloud, none of it matters. Because he wants it, and Cloud wants it too. He finally lets himself move, drawing out just to push back in again, and it's amazing. Better than anything he's ever felt in his life, and he repeats the action, his hips falling into a rhythm without him even needing to think about it. ]

Baby. You feel so good -

[ zack draws his hips back, and the sound it drags out of cloud is dangerously close to a whimper. already wrapping his legs around zack's waist like he needs to keep him there, even as zack rocks back into him again.

it's perfect. like it's exactly what they were meant to do, like the two of them were always made to fit together this way. even the rhythm zack sets feels like exactly what cloud needs; deep enough on every stroke to make cloud feel blissfully full, rubbing right up against every perfect spot inside cloud like zack already knows exactly where they are. ]

Zack -- Zack, yeah, you're so good inside me, want you like this forever --

Forever.

[ It's a beautiful thought. Just this, the heat of Cloud's body, the bliss of sinking into him, the music of his voice like this. It spurs him on, makes him move a little faster, and he moans at the feel of it. The slick slide, the tight grip of Cloud's legs around him. It's so good it sets a fire in him, coiling heat that feels like it takes up all of him, burns away everything that isn't about this. It's all he's meant for, the only thing he should ever do - press himself inside Cloud, make him feel good, and claim the reward of how good it makes him feel in return. ]

[ it gets a pleased little sigh in response, because it sounds like a promise when zack says it like that. and the way zack picks up the pace just makes cloud arch in pleasure underneath him, nearly drunk off how good it feels. like every inch of him is lit up and singing, like feeling this good is something he could drown in. ]

Zack --! [ it's a breathless cry, voice already wrecked. halfway to a plea, even though zack is already giving him everything. ] Feels good. Don't stop, I need you so bad, I need --

[ More. That might not be what Cloud was going to say but it's what Zack hears, in a way that's much less to do with his brain that it is the hot feeling shifting under his skin, the coiling tension low in his belly. It doesn't take much - just a little shift of his legs underneath him, and the way Cloud's legs are latched at his waist tips him up along with it so Zack can sink into him that little bit further. Faster, too, because everything Cloud says - don't stop and I need you - is just fuel on the fire, stoking it into a blaze that consumes him. Soon he's moving fast enough and hard enough that the wet sound of him thrusting into Cloud fills the room, magical alongside the sounds Cloud makes, the little grunts and moans Zack's only barely aware are coming from his own mouth. ]

Cloud. You feel so good - too good, I can't -

[ That coiled heat in him winds tighter, tighter, until finally it snaps. Cloud's name breaks from his lips as he comes, and it's more intense than anything he could have imagined. White-hot pleasure searing through him, and he keeps rocking his hips into Cloud until he can't anymore. The knowledge that what's stopping him is his knot, swollen thick inside of Cloud to keep them locked like this, just sends another surge of pleasure shivering through him. ]

Cloud, Cloud-

[ cloud is lost in it. it feels like it should be impossible to feel this good -- the pleasure is a fire that threatens to consume him from the inside out, and cloud wants nothing more than to give himself over to it entirely. the way zack is fucking him is almost feverish, and every thrust keeps driving home right against that spot that shatters cloud's vision into thousands of twinkling lights. he's past the point of any coherent words; it's all just a jumble of zack and please, framed by desperate, greedy little noises he's not even aware that he's making.

and then zack is saying his name like a prayer, pressing himself as deeply inside cloud as he can go, and oh. the thick swell of his knot is enough to shove cloud right off the edge of another orgasm, his body clenching greedily around zack like it wants to milk him for everything he has. burying his face in zack's shoulder, breath coming in ragged little pants, muscles still trembling with the aftershocks. ]

[ It's already so much, and then Cloud comes again, squeezing around him, and the sound Zack makes is a garbled, animal thing. It drags his climax out, dials it up so it's just that much more intense. As much as he wants to keep just looking at Cloud he can't - his vision crowds with light and he has to squeeze his eyes shut against it, feeling like it'll burn him away to nothing if he doesn't. And when it finally, finally ebbs to let him softly back down he melts against Cloud, humming low and kissing at his face. Too stunned by what's just happened to aim them properly, a scatter of little things over wherever he can reach. ]

Wow. Wow, Cloud.

Yeah. Wow.

[ breathless and more than a little dazed, not capable of much more than clinging to zack like a little barnacle to make sure he can't go anywhere. every inch of him is humming with a kind of bone-deep satisfaction, and he sighs out a sound that's endlessly pleased as zack scatters those kisses over his face. perfectly content to just melt back into the mattress and --

he blinks. ] Wait. You didn't --?

[ reaching up to touch at the side of his throat, almost like it's an event he might have missed. ]

[ Cloud touches his throat, and Zack's dick twitches inside him. It hadn't even really been a conscious choice. The urge was there, sure, chanting in the back of his head, but biting hurts. Ignoring it seemed like the normal thing to do, like he ignores the urge to sweep his hand through a line of potions all neatly stacked on the medical wing shelves just to hear the sound as they break and fall, or stick his finger in the frosting of a beautifully-decorated cake and muddle it up. Sometimes your brain tells you it's gonna feel great to do something and you HAVE to pretend you can't hear it, right?

But Cloud blinks, and says that like he wanted it, and a little plume of heat flares through him. ]

You - you'd be okay with that?

to walk a fine line and work against you

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