Tags: fluff, kissing, public display of affection, cuddles, being protective, hand-holding, dates
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A/N: Trying to branch out a bit with my Final Fantasy writings. Tell he how it is!
Cloud sees you as his everything, his reason for fighting, his reason for coming home, his reason for trying to hard. There isn't anything he wouldn't do for your happiness, no matter how small or grand it may be. He shows you affection any time he can. Every night you're in bed together, cuddling, he makes sure you never go to sleep without him telling you how much you mean to him.
Sephiroth never wants you to feel alone even when you are alone. He wants you to know he is constantly thinking of you, no matter where he is or what state of mind he is in. When you're together there is no getting away from kissing him or getting your hand away from his. It's not just a display of affection for him, it's about showing to everyone that you are off the dating market because he is your boyfriend.
Zack wants to spend as much time with you as possible, which includes dates that go on for the whole day. If he can't take at least one day to dedicate it to you then he has to be doing something wrong, at least in his view. While you're out together he will tell you, as many times as he can that he loves you. Makes sure to take pictures of every date you go on.
Angeal is the perfect gentleman to you whenever you're together, alone or in the company of others. He's always kissing your hand, kissing your cheek, making sure you're comfortable above all else and that you're having fun. Rarely lets go of your hand or goes too long without praising you. Loves spoiling you when he can, even if it's just small gifts for you to put around the house.
Reno claims he's not in love with you when he is in fact head over heels in love with you. He pouts and mumbles to himself about how soft you are when you kiss his cheek or hug him all the time when you're in public. That will earn you more than a few stern looks but he also won't push you away, secretly he loves it. When you're alone he will return all that affection and so much more.
He's a total sweetheart behind that brooding exterior, always finding little ways to shower you with affection even amongst his buddies.
Like how his large, calloused palm will drift up to tenderly ruffle your hair whenever you sidle up beside him. You adore nuzzling into that comforting touch while he tries fighting off the edges of a dopey grin.
Or when you're all piled together chatting and he senses your skirt riding dangerously high. Rather than making a big fuss, he simply angles his body to block any view before smoothly tugging the fabric back into place with the barest ghosting of knuckles skimming along your thigh.
The second you mention feeling even the tiniest pang of hunger, he's springing into action - damn near hauling you bodily out the door if needed.
Next thing you know, you're cozied up in a comfy booth at your favorite low-key diner or parked in front of the glow of some charmingly hole-in-the-wall mom-and-pop joint's neon sign as he patiently waits to order whatever crazy pregnancy craving crosses your mind that day.
Every Friday without fail, he returns home from his deliveries with a fresh, beautifully arranged bouquet clutched behind his back. You squeal in delight as he shyly presents them, ducking his head in that bashful way whenever you pepper his flushed cheeks with grateful kisses.
He'll then sprawl across the sofa, pulling you down to nestle between his spread thighs as you gush about all the latest office gossip making the rounds.
Despite his feigned clueless guy act, he proves he was hanging on every breathless ramble by reciting back the tawdry details word-for-word with a mischievous smirk when you tease about his wandering attention.
And at the end of those idyllic evenings spent tucked up close simply basking in one another's presence, he always envelops you fully in that heavenly warm embrace you crave.
Those broad arms locked snugly around your waist from behind as he nuzzles against your nape, inhaling deep - like somehow your very scent provides the balm allowing his soul to finally unwind completely.
Only then does that last lingering muscle tension bleed out with a contented sigh rumbling past his lips.
"Just keep doing whatever magic this is, love..." His rasping whisper fans over your sensitized skin in the dim glow. "You, here, in my arms each night...that's the closest thing to real peace I've ever known."
cloud strife, megumi fushiguro, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, sasuke uchiwa, aki hayawaka, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki
Can I request Cloud x quiet GN reader? Usually they're quiet and awkward, just floats around the general vicinity of people they like. But when they're around people they're comfortable around (besides Cloud because they're still a nervous wreck around him), they're super happy and giddy and more extroverted. They're super embarrassed about their personality for some reason, they'd kinda just run away and hide if ever caught by someone they're not as extroverted around as.
Have a nice day/night!! Sorry if this is too specific, if you do this just have fun with it! :3
໒⦂ 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃.
notes. aaaa anon super sorry for how late this is, i haven’t been as active with writing on here</3 also been musing other fandoms more than ff7 but i did my best to deliver- and hopefully i can do so for all the other ff7 reqs that have been rotting in my inbox..
genre. fluff + comfort
cloud strife x gn!reader.
cloud watched from a distance, dragging a cloth over the worn buster sword sprawled across his crossed legs while the girls seemed to be giggling with you about something he couldn't entirely discern.
it wasn't exactly the first he'd seen you like this- interacting came quite easily between you and the friends you share. sure, there was a little shyness that lingered with some of the newcomers to your party, such as vincent and cid.. but you seemed to be more capable of conversing with them than you were with him- who'd known you for quite a decent amount of time already.
was there something about him that made you uncomfortable? had he simply acted too coldly upon first meeting that it warded you off for good? the blond wasn't entirely sure to say, but he couldn't help but feel some semblance of envy festering in his gut.
practically everyone had the pleasure of being spoken to quite freely by you, and on the instances that conversation was engaged between the two of you.. it often either ended with your abrupt retreat, or something would come up; typically in the form of monsters or shinra.
needless to say, he attempted to suppress the many questions he had for you, putting his focus back on polishing his weapon until it would be needed next. with sephiroth lurking around the world, he had to be ready to take him down, lest he wanted the planet to willingly be brought to its knees.
which he definitely did not want to be responsible for.
the giggles and whispers seemed to become more prominent, even as cloud attempted to filter them out for the sake of respecting his friends' privacy. just what were they going on about over there? would it be an issue if he walked up right now to satiate his curiosity and find out what the joke had been? or would they just quiet down the minute he walked over, as though the moment might be shattered by his intrusion?
he wondered what zack might have done in this instance- he was.. always better with this kind of thing, anyway. getting along with people came easily to him- everyone gravitated towards his charisma, even sephiroth seemed to, before it all went wrong.
deeming that his blade was in good enough condition, he slotted it onto his back once more, its weight familiar, and comforting. a reminder that his friend was still with him, possibly as some sort of wingman to all of this. because, real talk, he probably would have dragged him over to your little group the minute laughter reached his ears.
which felt like enough of a reason to muster the courage and do so on his behalf. tifa, aerith and yuffie were his friends, as were you- even if that relationship was not entirely mutual ( at least, according to his current perception ), so it shouldn't be a crime to walk up to you all.
hopefully.
"oh!! he's coming over!" tifa whisper-yelled, earning a sigh of relief from yuffie as she nudged you forward.
"finally! i thought he would never have gotten up. dude's really got his head in the clouds, no doubt that's where he got his name from!"
aerith seemed to laugh a little at that, cooing softly. "aww c'mon now, he's just a little awkward about that stuff, just like y/n here is! they're practically made for each other!"
warmth flooded your cheeks as you let out a whine, knitting your brows together. "let's not overwhelm him, guys- i don't.. i don't wanna weird him out, y'know?" good gaia, that was the last thing you wanted. it would ruin everything before it would have even started.
"weird me out about what?" cloud cut in, tilting his head with an arched brow as he watched you jump back towards tifa, reminiscent of a frightened cat. truthfully, not the most unusual reaction he'd gotten out of you, but there was a lingering confusion nonetheless of what could have triggered it. was it his sudden arrival? his overall presence?
a glance was exchanged between the girls before aerith stepped forward with a sweet smile, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "about the fact that there has not been a single cloud in the sky at all today! thank goodness we have you right here, though, right y/n?"
blinking once and then twice, you jolted in your friend's arms, suddenly feeling tongue tied. "a-ah, um-" you paused, glancing at the faces of the girls beside you before bringing your gaze to the soldier across from you. "y-yeah! totally! thank uh- thank goodness we have you here, cloud.." gaia, why couldn't your words be coherent around him? was it truly so hard to speak around the one person that you'd wished to tell everything to?
cloud stared at you for a handful of seconds, pink rushing to his cheeks as he ran a hand through his spiky tresses, mako-tinted orbs averting. "you really think so..?" it felt a little unreal to hear you say such, considering how skittish you had behaved around him. he would be more convinced if you didn't care so much about his existence, truth be told.
but perhaps, maybe he had gotten you wrong?
"of course-! you're.. really important to all of us here, and especially to.." the words hung in the air for a second as you gathered yourself, sucking in a small breath before expelling it slowly at the tender placement of tifa's hand at the small of your back. "especially to me- even if i don't.. always express that so explicitly to you, cloud."
as though having imagined the words leaving your lips, his gaze drifted to the girls flanking you, silently asking if he'd heard correctly, to which they.. appeared to nod- quite enthusiastically, even.
it was difficult to take as truth, knowing how you'd been acting around him up until now, but perhaps taking your word for it would be the step needed in being able to bridge the gap between the two of you so that conversation would be easier. he quite liked hearing you talk and express yourself so openly to others, it would.. be nice if you might also be able to present yourself that way to him.
once you found yourself at that level of comfort, of course.
offering a small smile, he tipped his head forward, finally allowing his gaze to properly find yours. "you mean a lot to me too, y/n. don't uh- be afraid to tell me otherwise, 'm here to listen to whatever's on your mind, always."
notes. hoo boy i hope this was okay! i’m a little rusty with writing cloud aaaa it’s been so long i miss my little pookie my kin<3 thank you for the request! it was fun to write, i hope i did it justice for you!<3
tysm for reading! consider leaving a tip if you enjoyed<3
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Could I request more Cloud Strife x fem!reader? Pretty please! I really love the smut fics you wrote, especially the fic "plaything" the beginning was very cute. Sorry, this message is kinda long lol. Thank you!
ꗃ boyfriend | cloud strife ☁️
summary: cloud surprises you in more ways than one.
contents: nsfw! cloud x fem reader, fluff & smut, soft dom cloud, "good girl" he finally gives reader a pet name lol, rooftop sex, makeout session, praise kink, teasing, thigh grinding, p in v, clouds hard on himself, reader comforts him.
words: 3k
authors note: tysm for requesting more of them!! also no worries on the length of the ask, go in depth with it if you wanna i don’t mind lol. i hope you enjoy this one!! <3
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The phone buzzed in the quietness of your living room. It was late afternoon, sunset imminent. The book you were reading had kept your attention all day. Setting it down on the coffee table, you picked up your phone.
soldier boy: Hey I have a question.
you: uh oh i’m scared
He reacted to your msg with a haha.
soldier boy: Is your buildings roof accessible?
soldier boy: It’s important.
What could he possibly be plotting. You thought.
you: yeah it is
you: cloud if you wanna come over you can come through the front door like a normal person :|
soldier boy: I know that. Just head up there in an hour.
you: ???
He didn’t respond after that of course. The suspense was killing you but you got up and did what you were told. It’s not like you hadn’t seen each other in a while. You saw Cloud at seventh heaven often. Just days before, you were all doing harrowing research and spending countless hours preparing for acts against shinra.
It puzzled you sure, but you were used to his mysterious, introverted ways. Going for casual, you play with the sleeve of your white blouse; throwing on a cream-colored sweater over top of it, partially because you know how much Cloud loves seeing you in that color.
An hour later you made your way up towards the roof. A light breeze blew by as you opened the door. Met with the sun finally setting, you looked around for him.
“Cloud? Are you up here?”
A pair of hands came in front of your eyes. You gasped, about to turn around on instinct until you heard the voice that belonged to the hands.
“Guess who.”
“Cloud!? You scared me!”
Turning around, you were face to face with the spikey haired boy. He was smirking, obviously enjoying how scared you were.
“Really? How did I scare the girl who beat the shit out of five grenadiers last mission.” He said removing his hands.
“That’s different!”
“Sure.”
Bantering with him was always fun but you were curious to know why he wanted to meet, especially up here.
“So what’s up? Is it something serious?”
Cloud shook his head no. Offering a tight lipped answer that shed zero light on his intentions.
“Just wanted to see you.”
“Well I know that silly, but why here? On my roof?” You laughed.
“Let me show you.”
He grabbed your hand and led you around the corner. To your surprise he had set up a little picnic spot. Fairy lights covering the railing of the roof, you instantly smelled the delicious aroma from the food he had brought. There were even flowers already in a vase. You wondered how he set all of this up so quickly.
“I-Is this for us?”
“Yeah. Well for you mostly. But yeah for us,” He continued, “I’m bad at this. Sorry.”
The smile on your face gave away how happy you truly were.
“Cloud this is so sweet…” You said softly.
He watched you look around, admiring everything. Your mouth must have been just slightly agape because Cloud breaks the silence by asking,
“So you like it?”
You shut him up with a quick and sweet kiss to the lips.
“You know the answer is yes, you’re only asking to hear me say it.”
He simply takes your hand with an innocent smile and sits down on the blanket. He gestures to the spot across from him, reluctantly letting go of your hand to let you sit.
Mentally checking off the checklist in his mind as the evening went on, he loved seeing you like this. Being carefree and enjoying yourself. Something he didn’t get to do often.
The rest of this time is spent in bliss. You insist on feeding Cloud more than once, knowing it’ll get him flustered. Always making sure to kiss his lips right after too; it’s impossible to resist.
The food was yummy, both of you mindlessly munched away with small talk being a constant between you two. Cloud said he had asked Aerith to help him make most of the dishes. He also sourced the flowers in the vase directly from her garden.
After a little while, both of you laid on the blanket staring up at the night sky. The stars on full display for once.
“Can I ask you something?” Cloud said as he readjusted himself. Propping himself up on his elbow.
You nodded, directing your full attention to him. Usually he was the one with intense eye contact, but you with your soft eyes waiting for him to speak, he couldn’t get the words out.
Even after years of knowing Cloud, he’s the most interesting, entrancing person in your life. You let him talk and he listens to your responses intently. Vice versa. He gets distracted several times, however, always lost in thought as he stares at you.
“Cloud,” you say with a small laugh, snapping him out of his trance.
Cloud blinks twice in succession, acting like he just woke up from a long sleep.
“Just a little nervous. My bad.”
Reaching for his face, you cupped his cheek. “It’s just me.” you say with a soft smile on your face.
He nods. Debating his next words.
“I’ve been thinking about us.”
Cloud cringes internally at how cliche it sounds but he doesn’t regret saying it.
“Me too.”
His eyebrows raise a bit. Relieved at your response.
“I want you. I-I want us to be together.”
You blush uncontrollably at his words. Thankfully, though, the sun has almost fully set, and your pink face is covered under the guise of the night.
“But I just don’t wanna disappoint you.” He whispers.
In his head, Cloud thinks he’s a failure. It stems from his traumatic past that you know all about. He feels too riddled with guilt and resentment so how could he be a good boyfriend to you?
“Cloud, you couldn’t possibly disappoint me.” You tell him very seriously.
He doesn’t verbally respond, too caught up in how caring and understanding you are. You really are perfect he thought. Instead he chose to gently slide his thumb across your lips. His eyes moving down to glance at the way they part, then back to your eyes. He moves his face a bit closer, stopping just in front of you.
Then he kisses you. His lips are sweet, and you crave them just as much as you had during your first kiss with him. Trapped in the tranquility of the kiss, he’s now holding your face to his own, desperate to keep your lips with him for as long as possible. He starts smiling against you as he feels you lean deeper into the kiss, and soon you’re a pair of giggling faces; but you stay in the position for a long while before finally breaking away.
“I’ve been waiting for you to ask…”
“Really?”
“Mhm..you’re clueless sometimes.”
“You might be right.”
All that matters is washing away Clouds doubts with your love, securing him with your hand in his hair and his hand on your back. You kiss him like he’s your oxygen. With more fervor than you anticipated he mirrors your need while his hands pulled your hips even closer against his body.
His tongue begged for entrance, joining yours in a dance that let heat rush through your entire being. You started to rock your hips ever so slightly while breathing against his lips, It only took a few more moments until you felt a familiar hardness straining against his pants.
Your now boyfriend leaned back to look at you. One of his hands found your face and his fingertips began tracing along your cheek.
“So beautiful.” He cooed. “Am I still clueless?” He asked as his thigh grazed against your pussy.
The hunger in his eyes only grew when a timid sigh fell from your lips. He watched intently as you kept grinding against his thigh while the tension in your body only grew. His hardness twitched beside you as you used his body for your own pleasure.
The friction your motions created were making you desperate but it wasn’t enough for you. Cloud knew that too. He still wanted to see how long it would take you to start begging for him.
Fingertips were buried into the supple flesh of your hips, keeping you close to him as you started to struggle to keep moving. With your face buried into his neck, he could feel your hot, heavy breath against his skin.
It was too much and not enough for you at the same time. The lace of your underwear was soaked with your essence at this point, you felt like you might combust if you didn’t find release anytime soon.
“Please.” You finally whispered into his ear, desperate for him to take over. He chuckled as he leaned back to find your eyes.
“What do you need?”
The smirk on his face revealed that he knew exactly what you needed. He just wanted to hear you say it.
“Please…I need you.” You begged, a playful look on your face.
He found your lips in a kiss, soft and sweet like a silent promise to always take care of you. When he motioned for you to sit up, you whined at the loss of pressure against your center.
Slowly, he began undressing you. The second your bra dropped to the floor of the roof his fingers began toying with your nipples. His thumbs brushed over your hardened peaks while he kissed you again.
“Are we doing this up here?” He asked in between kisses.
“No one really comes up here..at least I don’t think they do.”
“Let me lock the door just to be safe.”
When he came back, his hands were still on your breasts. Caressing them just the way he knew you liked. When his palms finally descended further down your body, a relieved sigh fell from your lips.
“You’re such a good girl,” he murmured against your neck. “So patient with me.”
Hearing his praise aroused you even more and you could feel your desire dripping down your inner thighs. You knew it wouldn’t be long now until he’d let you feel him. He moved back to let his eyes roam over your body while he undid the buttons of his shirt.
“You’re so handsome,” you mumbled and noticed a rosy shade spreading over his cheeks as he placed both of your shirts to the side.
When he finally revealed his upper body to you, you could barely take your eyes off him. Closing the distance once more, your hand dared to make contact with his cock. It became obvious that he struggled to keep up his demeanor. He was just as desperate as you were. Clouds eyes widened at your touch on top of his pants.
Unbuttoning them, you slipped your hand in. His hardness felt hot and heavy against your palm and his tip was already leaking when you began moving your hand. Clouds breath hitched right before a moan escaped his throat, a sound so sinful it almost drove you insane. He indulged in the sensation a few more moments before he took over the situation once more.
“Lay down.” He demanded with a firm tone and you did as he said.
However, when you lay down on the blanket he shook his head.
“No, I want you on your knees.”
You didn’t need further instruction to know exactly how he wanted you. You turned around, got on your knees ,and bent over, your forearms pressing into the thin blanket. Heat rushed to your face when you took in the position he wanted you in, aware of the view you gave him.
The feeling of your shorts and panties being pulled down had anticipation running through your body. He stood right behind you when he purred, “Pretty. I love seeing you like this.”
His hand made contact with your backside, grabbing your flesh before descending down to your cunt. Your glistening folds were so sensitive that your entire body trembled at the sudden contact. He let his fingertips glide through your slit before focussing on your already swollen nub.
“Dripping wet for me, aren’t you?”
You were already too far gone to even respond to that. A fit of moans fell from your lips and you buried your face into the makeshift pillow from your shirts to stifle the sounds. Clouds free hand found your hair and gently tugged on it to turn your head.
“Don’t hide those noises from me. I gotta hear what I do to you.”
When he finally entered you with two of his fingers, you couldn’t help but grind your hips back against his hand. He curled his digits inside you, pushing against your walls to finally help you fall over the edge. As much as you loved feeling his fingers inside of you, you were still desperate to feel more of him.
You needed all of him, all over you. It was impossible to wait any longer.
“Please,” you pleaded once more. “Please, Cloud.”
“What do you need, baby?” This time his question seemed genuine.
“I need you,” you mumbled. “Need you inside me.”
“I am inside you.” He teased with a playful tone in his voice.
“Nooo,” you whined, “I need your cock..”
The crudeness of your words shocked and excited the both of you at the same time. Cloud finally gave in, granting you what you had been begging for all along. He removed his hand and positioned himself behind you before he let his tip glide through your folds to cover himself with your arousal.
Then, without another warning, he pushed into you with one swift motion. He didn’t give you time to adjust to the intrusion, instead he instantly began fucking you with a ruthless pace. His hands gripped your hips to keep you in place. His fingertips were buried into your skin so deeply, you were sure to find bruises tomorrow.
“Feels so good every time” he groaned. “I’m fucking crazy for you.”
He gave you exactly what you needed, pushing into you over and over again until your mind was completely blank. You couldn’t think about anything but him, how he handled your body, how he filled you out so deliciously, how only he could make you feel so good. The pressure inside you grew as the outside air filled with your moans and the filthy sounds of your bodies colliding.
“Love it when I take you from behind, don’t you?”
“Yes!” you cried as you started dancing along the brink of euphoria. Even though you could barely take his forceful thrusts, you still wanted more. “Harder!”
He felt your walls tighten around him. With a few more skillful strokes he pushed you over the edge, feeling you pulsing around his erection as your orgasm washed over you. Cloud slowed down to let you ride out your high, watching how your entire body trembled with pleasure.
When he slipped out of you, he was still painfully hard. As pleasurable as this position was for the both of you, he craved your nearness more than to find quick release.
Cloud Strife was slowly becoming a romantic after all.
“Can you turn around for me? Please?” He cooed.
You did as he said and welcomed your boyfriend on top of you. His demeanor had changed when he entered you again, his motions were slower but still purposeful. His facial features were soft and his eyes filled with adoration for you. Your legs and arms wrapped around him to keep him impossibly close before capturing his lips in a soft kiss.
“Does that feel good?” You breathed against his lips.
He let out an unrestrained soft whimper. It looked like he was in heaven. The hold of your pussy had him wanting to say he loved you. Which would’ve been true, he does love you.
It didn’t take long for Clouds movements to get erratic as he got close to his own climax.
“I’m so close,” he sighed. “You’re incredible.”
You ground your hips against his, intensifying his thrusts. You kissed his lips once more before whispering,
“Come inside me.”
That was all it took for him. His body began quivering as he throbbed inside you, sharing his warmth with you until he had nothing left to give. After he caught his breath, he gently moved a strand of hair out of your face before softly kissing your forehead, your nose, your cheeks and finally, your lips.
You still held him close inside your arms, refusing to let him go just yet. Your bodies were still connected even after he had gone soft. Cloud tried to move but you didn’t let him, still craving to have him close.
“Just a little bit longer.” You sighed.
“I wanted this night to be perfect.” He whispered, his thumb rubbing circles into your hips.
“It was more than perfect, you did so well Cloud.”
As much as he wanted to belittle himself, he couldn’t. Not with your words and praise in his ear. He couldn’t let the negativity misguide him, he wouldn’t. With you finally by his side, he promised to be better.
He took a deep breath.
“Anything for you.”
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AHH i loved every second of this. Got the idea to do a txt msg type of intro after seeing this post :p.
cloud strife x reader - are you ready to cry? cause i’m no good
this fic is impaired by les by childish gambino bc our little cloud is emotionally unavailable but he becomes infatuated with a girl he met at the club, both horribly drunk, leading him to catch some feeling and make some decisions he maybe probably shouldn’t have. they sneak around with each other until he has to cut this off. part 2 will probably come, we’ll see how i feel. this is my not proofread first draft, and is mostly an attempt for me to get better at smut since i don’t do it often. also my new fav song i’ve been previously gate keeping is here <3
tw: alcohol, drunk sex, a lot of sex
word count: 7.5k, most of it smut
wall street was party central beneath the plate, it was aerith who took him here promising a drink at the bar before he’d go back to sector 6, but one drink turned to two, turned to three, turned to 4 and the next thing he knew he was in a club on the dance floor with aerith, sending tifa a message telling her where he was.
it didn’t take long for you to catch his eye, you were already looking up at him, smiling and drawing him in. his head was swirling with everything revolving around you, but with a nudge from aerith it didn’t take much for him to approach you, not a thought behind those eyes to make him think twice.
“can i get you a drink?” he shouted over the music, your friends laughing and going off to the floor to let you have your moment.
“one more and i’m gonna pass out.” you giggled wrapping your arms around his neck to dance with him. “you’re not too far from your limit too.” he laughed, his hands naturally resting on your waist.
“how could you tell?”
”it took a good 5 minutes for you to notice me, you were in your own little world.”
”so you’ve been watching me since i came in, huh?”
”with that sword on your back? yes.”
”that the only reason?” he said smugly, leaning in to tease you. you smiled, going for a kiss, he pulled you forward without thinking. the warmth and softness of your lips engulfed his mind, you drawing away. he looked slightly shocked when his eyes met yours again, in a trance of your entirety. your giggle echoed throughout him. “what?”
“i don’t know, just you. i like you.” a sheepish laugh escaped his lips, looking down. he looked back to check if aerith was watching him, she luckily missed the entire exchange. tifa had come by and they had hit it off straight away, the two of them laughing at the bar. but he wasn’t too keen on them seeing him for the mockery that would come for the rest of his life.
“let’s get out of here, i wanna hear your voice better, see you in the light.” you said, like you were reading his mind, you pulled him gingerly toward the exit, his hand tightened around yours as you pulled him forward, spinning you around to wrap his arms around your waist when you got outside, kissing you like it was the first time against the wall, mindlessly. his hands feeling the skin of your waist in your silly crop top, he was too drunk to read what it said, it was something stupid undoubtedly.
he didn’t care, his lips wondered to your cheek kissing you all over, leading down the the back of your ears and kissing you down your neck, all he wanted was to taste you to feel the way your body shivered when his lips made contact.
“ah-“ your voice shivered. “i don’t know your name.” you whimpered, making his heart throb at your shaky voice, clear in the empty cold air.
“cloud.” he said, slowly pulling back, his breath gone at the look of your face. “you?” oh my god his voice was so hot. you tell him and he repeats it softly. you could’ve whimpered again right there, you could feel pink blushing your cheeks in the cold, something you hadn’t felt in ages and you didn’t want this to be just lust. you didn’t want to waste this moment.
his stomach twisted at your slight change in demeanour, slightly shy. to be honest he really wanted to kiss you more than anything, but decided to lay off for a second. how drunk you both were was also a concern that crossed his mind for a split second, he’d like to think he’d fight fine drunk. whatever, he’s a soldier.
”come on.” he held your hand, starting to walk down the street.
“you familiar with the area?” you asked.
“i have no idea where i’m going.” he said blankly, making you giggle.
”you must be far gone.”
”no, i just want to spend some more time with you.” you felt your heart pulse, skipping ahead a step to look at him.
“well, you’re in luck. i happen to know all the good spots, soldier.”
”lead the way, m’lady.”
you were already in the heart of wall market, the streets were bustling at this time of the night, the alleyways were filled with dodgy groups but you had your pretty little guard dog with you. his face was so pretty lit by the amalgamation of lights you walked through, red, purple, blue, he was beautiful, and a gentleman. 10 minutes into your walk your feet started to hurt so he ended up picking you up, a few giggly, teasing pecks being slung around until you were at the door of your small apartment, the elevated entrance looking over the street of wall market.
he hugged you from behind while you unlocked your door, picking you up on your way in to kiss you, pinning you against your entrance wall while kicking the door shut, pulling off your heels and pulling his sword off with his free hand to place against your door. your arms wrapped around his neck, focused on how soft his lips were. the alcohol had worn of slightly, you were both undoubtedly drunk which made everything about this feel that much more amazing.
“i’ve been waiting for this.” he whispered in your ear, nibbling your lobe while his hands got more adventurous, sliding up your dress to holding you by your ass. your breath caught in your throat, unable to resist the mako-infused trance his eyes cast over you, he carried you to your bed, laying you down gently. the room spun slightly, but it was a pleasant feeling, a whirlwind of excitement and anticipation. his hand traced the curve of your waist, his eyes never leaving yours, breath shivering at the touch of the softness of your skin.
all of it was so intimate, so real, the way you looked at him made his heart throb. your hand found his cheek, guiding his gaze back to yours, and in that moment, he knew he would never get enough of you, not the morning after, not in 10 years when you had split ways, he’d never forget your loving touch, soft skin, saccharine laugh. his hands moved to the hem of your dress, pulling it up slowly as his mouth was desperately pressed against your plump lips, revealing your stomach, your chest, your shoulders. the cool air hit your skin, but his touch was like fire engulfing you.
his eyes searched yours for any signs of hesitation, but all he found was desperation like his. he leaned in, kissing down your chest, making you gasp with every gentle press of his lips. your heart was racing so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of your chest, you felt so alive, so loved, so desired. his touch was tender, yet firm, leaving no doubt about how badly he needed you, you slipped your fingers under his vest, tugging it upward. he pulled off his top with one hand, you were shocked, staring at his chiselled chest blatantly. you should’ve expected this from his arms, but even then, none of that prepared you for this.
his body was a masterpiece, sculpted from clay like an idol. every muscle defined, the way his abs rippled with every movement was mesmerizing. his arms were strong, yet gentle as they held you down, his chest a book of scars. the light from the street lamps outside danced across his skin, casting shadows that played tricks with your eyes. you couldn’t help but run your fingers over them.
his breath hitched, and his eyes closed briefly as you touched his scars, trying to keep himself under control. his hands slid up your thighs, teasing the edge of your panties, making you squirm. he pulled away from your chest, looking down at you with a smirk. “you enjoying yourself?”
you nodded, feeling a bit shy at his sudden question. “yes...” your voice was barely a whisper, and he leaned down to kiss you again, his hands continuing their exploration. he gently slid your panties to the side, his finger grazing your wetness. you gasped into his mouth, and he took the opportunity to slip his finger inside, making you arch off the bed, gasping loudly.
“oh, cloud!” you moaned out his name, your voice a mix of pleasure and surprise. his eyes lit up with satisfaction, his smirk turning into a full-blown grin.
“that’s it, baby.” he said, his voice deep and rough, making you press your legs together. his finger moved in and out of you, setting a steady rhythm that had you clutching the bed sheets. he leaned down to kiss you again, his free hand playing with your nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger, making you whimper. his free arm leaning above your head to keep himself stable, his shadowed face watching your blissed expression. your hips rolled up with his fingers, desperately trying to get closer. he could feel your pussy twitch, the heat radiating from you and the warm smell of your perfume surrounding him, intoxicated by more than just the alcohol, it was your aura he was drinking in. he was throbbing so hard it hurt.
he buried himself into your neck in his breathlessness, panting right in your ear, your hand buried in his hair pulling him closer into you. he kissed your lobe softly, every touch left a mark on your soul, you could feel his intensity in every action, it all came out. he felt this was the only peace he had in his hectic life, you unwrapped him to his barest form.
his finger continued to work you, making you squirm under him. “what do you want?” he whispered, his breath hot and ragged in your ear. you bit your lip, trying to hold back a moan. “anything…. ah- you’re enough, anything, cloud...” you breathed out, your voice shaky, you were close.
his voice was a soft caress, the words coming out of his mouth were like a gentle storm, confusing yet comforting, the kind that left you breathless. “are you sure about this? about me?” he asked, his thumb circling your clit, driving you crazy. you nodded, unable to form more coherent words. his fingers moving faster, curling just right. your orgasm quickly building as your legs pressed tighter together, quivering. his thumb found your clit, circling it perfectly, you were at your limit.
“c-cloud!” you screamed, body convulsing as waves of your pleasure crashed over you. he was amazed. your sound was music in his ears, and his own arousal grew tenfold to the way your pussy pulsed around his fingers, everything you did was beautiful. his bulge was already uncomfortable, but now it was unbearable. he pulled his fingers out of you, making you twitch. you wrapped your arms around him as he kissed down your neck, teeth nipping at your skin.
he sat up to kick his jeans off, throwing them to the corner of your room. you could see his dick straining against his boxers, a wet spot at his tip from his leaking precum. you jaw dropped, his size was intimidating and yet unbelievably hot, you did not expect him to be packing this much. he palmed himself through his boxers, chuckling at your reaction. he pulls you on top of him, taking your hand and pressing it against his erection, skin hot to the touch.
“what?” he asks, a playful smirk playing on his lips, watching your reaction. you blush deeper, not breaking eye contact, your hand still wrapped around him.
“iis that even going to fit?”
“dunno. you having second thoughts?” he teases. you bite your lip, shaking your head. yes, you definitely were having second thoughts but that wasn’t going to stop you. you want him more than ever now. you lean down to kiss him again, feeling his cock pulse in your hand. his tongue slides into your mouth, dancing with yours, the taste of alcohol as you mix together. you can feel your heart racing in your chest.
he moves your hand away, sliding his boxers down, his cock springing free. he’s huge and dripping. “are you sure?” he asks, his voice soothing.
“mhm.” you nod, eagerly leaning down to kiss the tip of his cock, feeling him twitch in your hand.
"fuck." he whispers, the taste of saltiness coated your tongue as you wrapped your lips around it, making you want to taste more of him. you lick the length of him, watching his eyes roll back in his head, a low groan leaving his mouth. you swirl your tongue around the head, making him hiss before taking him into your mouth, feeling him fill your throat.
"shit!"
his hands went to your hair, gripping it tightly as you moved your mouth up and down his length, your tongue caressing every inch. he watched you with a mix of pleasure and disbelief, feeling his orgasm build rapidly. he could feel your throat contract around his tip, his balls tightening. but he didn’t want to come too soon. he gently pushes your head away, panting heavily.
“you’re too good at that, but it’s not what i had in mind.” he breathed. “i need to be inside you so badly right now.” his hand went to the side of your face, thumb stroking your cheek. the affection in his voice made you squirm, he brought his head down for another kiss. his hands roamed up to your hips, kneading the fat in his hands. he flipped over hovering over you with your back against the sheets, his eyes were filled with lust and something else you couldn’t figure out, whatever it was, it was intense.
he gripped your wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head. his free hand slid down between your thighs, prying your legs wide open for him, fingers slowly dragging up your slit, getting drenched in your wetness. his eyes searched your own for any sign of hesitation.
“i don’t know how much control i have over myself.” he said lowly, he has pushed himself to his limit with you. you nodded quickly, already desperate for him and ready for anything he wanted to do to you.
“that’s okay, cloud.”
”are you sure?”
”ive never been so sure about someone in my life.” you said, looking up at him tenderly. his heart swelled in his chest, feeling heavier than before. no one had ever looked at him like that, spoken to him like that, your words raw and ripping deep into him. he knew he didn’t deserve this, but in this moment, he couldn’t help but revel in it. if he only had sober enough of a mind to turn away now and stop himself from hurting you.
“fuck… stop looking at me like that.” he murmured, heart hammering in his chest. the look in your eyes was like a warm embrace, he looked down, trying to avoid it, it was overwhelming him. your giggle only made his heart throb more, he couldn't help but smile.
his grip on your wrist tightened, pushing your hips down to align with him, his tip could feel the heat of your entrance. slowly, he dragged it up your folds, drenching it in your wetness and making your body shiver until it hooked against your entrance, making you arch your back. he groaned, the friction was driving him insane. you looked up into his eyes, trying to prepare yourself to accommodate him. he took a deep breath.
“are you okay with this?“ he asked one last time, his voice strained with the effort to not rushing into this no matter how badly he wanted it. this was your first time and you were nervous but sure. you nodded eagerly, cheeks flushing red. it was all he needed. he pushed into you, slowly sinking the tip into you, it was so tight.
”fuck….” he breathed out.
you closed your eyes, you could feel them rolling to the back of your head, a mixture of pleasure and pain. you bit your lip though a muffled moan still managed to slip out as you stretched around him. he paused for a moment giving you time to adjust around him. he pushed in deeper, groaning, the heat was overwhelming as he felt himself getting deeper until he bottomed out completely and you’re sure your neighbours heard the disgusting noises that spilled from your mouth.
“shit, you feel too good. “ he twitched inside you, he cursed himself for being so close already. you felt so full, the pain of trying to adjust to him was wearing off slowly and all that consumed you was pleasure. he watched your face, all your reactions, it made his heart ache. “see what you’ve done to me?”
“oh, cloud.” you whimpered, he loved it when you said his name like that. his face trailed down to your, neck the peaks between your breasts until his hands lost the grip of your wrists to cup your breast, the thumb grazing over the sensitive peak, rolling them between his fingers. the other squeezing your ass. his lips latched onto your nipple, sucking them into his mouth. his hips drew out completely, until it was just his tip left in you just to push back in inch by inch. it was driving you crazy, and yet it was keeping him from spilling into you too early.
“you don’t know how bad i needed you, so good.” he whispered. your hand tangled into his hair, the other digging into the flesh of his shoulder. he took your nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, flicking it with his tongue. you could feel your core clench around him as he switched to the other, his hands supporting your weight. the way his mouth felt on your sensitive skin was heavenly. you clenched around him from the shockwave of pleasure, you felt him twitch. he groaned, the vibration of his voice making you shiver. “you drive me insane.” you were going to ask what you were in a minute, the way he made you feel on an emotional level just made everything that much more intense. “i want you all to myself.”
his sucks grew harder, more insistent, the sounds of your combined breathing filling the small apartment. your moans grew louder, mixing with the occasional whine as he stretched you open, his cock thick and demanding. he could feel your nails digging into his skin, urging him to go faster, deeper.
he pulled away as his control thinned, hand leaning against the headboard while his other gripped your hip tightly, the sound of his groans filling the room. his pace picked up as he got more urgent, hips snapping with a rhythm that made you wrap your legs around his waist. you threw your head back pleasure quickly building in your belly, your pulses starting to get more frantic, begging for more.
“ah! cloud! yes- oh!” his need was getting more urgent with each thrust, the way your body was moving against him was mesmerising, your breasts bouncing in the dim light, his eyes were stuck on you as he quickened, getting rougher, watching your chest rise and fall with each irregular breath and moan, your lust playing out just for him in fusion with your flushed face, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, it was just enough to make him come undone as he felt you pulse and clench around him frantically.
his thumb found your way to your clit, teasing it as he fucked you. that was it for you. your walls clamped down on him, shaking as your orgasm crashed through you. you bit your lip desperately to stop yourself from waking everyone in the building up, nails digging into his back as he kept up his pace, chasing his own climax. he could feel it building quickly, balls tightening as he dug himself deeper into you, body begging for release.
“fuck, where do you want it?” your mind was gone, drunk with pleasure and the thought of his cum in you was too much to resist, you wanted to be his, all of him inside you.
“inside me,” you moaned. his eyes darkened, heart jittering in his chest, pounding against his rib cage. the idea of marking you with his cum, was so fucking hot, it sent a shiver down his spine and his cock throb even more insistently, movements getting more urgent and deliberate.
“are you sure?” his jaw clenched as he pushed himself closer and closer to the edge.
“yes cloud.” your voice with that pulse of your pussy around him sent him over the edge. he grabbed your hips, forcing himself as deep as possible, you felt it shoot inside you in waves as he groaned loudly, cock twitching with each spill.
“all of it, fucking take all of it.” he managed in ragged, raspy breaths as he buried himself deeper, you clenched and tightened around him instinctively, milking every drop, you were so sensitive you felt yourself get close again. everyone must have heard that. his body sloped over, wrapping around your waist tightly as he slowly pumped himself in you a few more times to fuck everything as deep as possible, all of his hot seed filling you completely, it couldn’t be possible to have that much cum. you moaned softly as you felt yourself get overcome with the sensation again, a second orgasm, becoming a twitching and shivering mess all over again.
he laughed quietly, his body still trembling with the aftershock of his release as he continued to pulse inside you. he leaned down to kiss you again, you could feel each other’s heart race as your bodies pressed against each other.
“you’re something else,” he murmured against your swollen lips, your legs were still trembling, and you were still deliciously full of his cum and hard dick. you realised how much you wanted this to be more than just a drunken hookup without any courage to say anything.
he took another moment to catch his breath, his forehead resting against yours sweetly. “i want to go down on you until you pass out.” his soft voice did not match that nature of that sentence, you felt your cheek heating up at the words. “but i’ll let you get some rest, you need it.” his gentle kisses trailed down your neck, carefully flipping you over so he didn’t slip out of you, your bodies fit perfectly against each other as your head rested against his chest, his hands playing with your hair as you pulled the covers up.
his breath was warm and steady against your cheek, you felt so safe, he was so warm and big underneath you. your eyes grew heavier, the room still slightly spinning, in complete bliss. his other arm around you tightly, holding you closer, his heartbeat like a lullaby. and that’s when the gravity of what happened weighed on you, you didn’t want him to leave tomorrow, you really liked him, and he didn’t even know your last name.
you sat up, looking down at him, his eyes still closed and breathing steadily. “cloud?” you whispered, unsure if he was asleep. his eyes fluttered open, a gentle smile playing on his lips. “yeah?”
his hand squeezed your side, the warmth of his touch sending a jolt through your body. “can i ask you something?” you took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart.
“of course, what’s on your mind?” he sat up with you, his smile fading slightly as he sensed your shift in mood.
you took a moment to gather your thoughts, your heart in your throat. “what is this going to be between us? i mean i know it’s not a relationship, and i just need to know if this means anything to you or if it’s just a one-night thing?” you whispered, staring at the ceiling.
cloud’s hand stilled on your back, his smile fading into a contemplative line. “what do you want it to be?” he asked, his voice low and serious. you felt his eyes on you, waiting for your answer.
“i don’t know,” you admitted, feeling the weight of your words. “i just know that i really like you, i don’t want this to be the last time we see each other.”
cloud’s gaze was intense as he studied your face, his thumb gently stroking the curve of your waist. “i like you too,” he said finally, his voice a soft rumble that seemed to resonate through you. “i just don’t want to hurt you. I’m not good at this sort of thing.”
the confession hung in the air. you could see the fear in his eyes, had he been sober it would’ve been a definite no. yet, here you were, entangled in each other’s arms.
”can we see where this goes?”
he took a deep breath, gaze not leaving yours. he wanted you so badly, but a hint of his sober self was warning him, he ignored it. “yeah, let’s see where this goes.” his arms wrapped around you tighter, holding you closer as he kissed the top of your head. his dick was still semi-hard inside you as you drifted off.
…
you were woken up by the orange glow across your room from the windows. cloud’s arms were still around you, you looked up, his face peaceful with his messy hair splayed across your pillows, chest rising and falling. his morning wood was still inside you, it was already starting to stir, growing in length and thickness as he slowly woke up, your body was still sensitive and full from last night, you squirmed slightly.
his eyes slowly fluttered open, feeling your movement, his sleepy eyes met yours. he smirked, remembering what was happening
“good morning, to both of you.” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly from sleep. his fingers circled your hip, his cock fully hard now, rolling it up into you.
“cloud!” he covered your mouth, not wanting to wake up your whole apartment block, his other hand sliding down to your clit, grazing it enough for you to gasp into his palm. your eyes rolled back in pleasure as he moved his cock inside you, shallowly thrusting in and out, feeling you clench around him.
“see, you don’t mind it, do you?” you felt his back muscles tighten under your hands, your face on his chest, flexing as he picked up his pace. he leaned in to kiss the top of your head, his hand moving to grip your thigh and keep your open for him.
his strokes grew deeper, his cock sliding in and out of you, lubricated by the mess of the night before. your breath hitched as you felt him hit that spot deep inside, making your toes curl. he was like a different person with you, easy going with no need to hide himself, confident. his movements got stronger and more demanding, so big he filled you up completely, stretching you out all over again.
his hips were slapping against yours, echoing throughout the room mixed with your muffled moans and his groans of pleasure. he hit that spot inside you repeatedly, making your mind go numb all over again, tensing around him, orgasm building up quickly. it didn’t take much for either of you to finish, both still sensitive from last night. his hips jittered, your pussy contracting around his cock as he pushed through your walls, pressing you down on him. it twitched inside you, sputtering hot cum inside of you again.
his breathing was ragged, flipping you over again so he was on top of you as he slowly pulled out despite the suction of your pussy, being left empty. some of it leaked out, but he fingered it back in, making you shiver and moan. he chuckled quietly, looking at the state of you.
“good morning to us.” you said as he lay his head on your chest, continuing to push in and out of you. he looked around your room, it was as big as his, though a lot more lived in and homely. books stacked up on the floor, notebooks and makeup from last night splayed out on your desk and a scythe in the corner of the room which caught his attention.
“i’m gonna go clean up.” you whispered, trying to slip out of bed, his arms tightened around you
“stay a bit longer.” he mumbled against your neck, it was clear he was about to sleep again. “it’s only 6.” the warmth of his breath tickling your neck.
“i would love to, cloud. but i do have work.”
his eyes searched yours, the conflict of his want versus your needs. "i'll make it quick." he whispered, kissing your forehead before rolling off you, his cock sliding out of you with a wet sound that made him groan. he stood up, grabbing your hand, pulling you off the bed. the warmth of his cum trailed down your thigh. "we can shower together."
you nodded, following him to the bathroom, the floor cold against your bare feet. the shower was already running, the sound of water hitting the tiles echoing through the room. cloud stepped in, holding his hand out for you, the water washing over him, his muscles rippling as he moved. you stepped in, the warmth wrapping around you, his arms enveloping you again.
his hands roamed your body, the water slipping over your curves, his eyes tracing your figure. “you’re so beautiful.” he murmured, pressing his lips to your neck. you leaned into his touch, his hands moving down to your ass, squeezing it gently, making you giggle.
cloud picked up a washcloth, soaping it up and moving it down your body, his eyes never leaving yours as he washed you off. the warmth of the water washed over you both, mixing with the steam that filled the small room, the scent of your combined arousal still lingering in the air. his soapy hand reached between your legs, washing off the mess of the night, his thumb grazing your clit, making you jump.
his eyes were on your face, watching every little reaction, the way your eyes would roll back at the slightest touch. “can’t get my hands off you.” he chuckled, kissing the side of your neck. his other hand cupped your face, tilting it up to look into your eyes. “you really do drive me crazy.”
you couldn’t help but smile, feeling his hardness press against your thigh. ”do you ever take a break?”
“this is your fault. you’re too tempting,” he said, his voice a low growl. he stepped closer, pressing you against the tiles as he dropped the washcloth. his hand went back to your neck, tilting it to the side, kissing the pulse point. “but i’ll behave for now.”
his hands were gentle but firm. you leaned into him, your breasts pushing against his chest. he took his sweet time, washing every inch of you, his eyes never leaving yours, as if he was afraid you would disappear if he looked away. your heart fluttered at the tender way he touched you, while your hands ran over his arms, washing him off.
his cock was hard again, brushing against your stomach. it was clear he wasn’t done with you, but he didn’t push it, he knew you had to get ready. instead, he kissed your forehead and stepped back, letting you wash off the soap. you watched him under the water, the way his muscles flexed.
you stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around yourself, feeling the warmth of the air hit your wet skin. he followed you, his own towel around his waist. you get into a clean set of comfy clothes, you gave Cloud one of your large sweatpants you normally slept in. "you can keep it," you said with a smile, watching him put it on. "i have plenty."
“why? you do this often?” he asked.
“the opposite actually.” you said.
you both looked at the clock again, it was only 5 AM, and the sun hadn’t fully risen. “why don’t we just cuddle for a bit longer?” you suggested, pulling off your bed sheets and changing them, he helped you spread ita cross your matress, your voice filled with hope. Cloud’s eyes lit up, he didn’t hide his enthusiasm.
“i thought you had work,” he said, walking back towards the bed and pulling the covers aside for you to slip in next to him.
“well, i do… at 5pm.”
“what?”
“i work at a bar, it's a night shift today so i've got the whole day off."
"i wish i could stay here with you but i have to get back to sector 7 at 8. my friend owns a bar and she does need my help if i want to continue to have a place to stay."
"that's cool, are you a bartender?"
"mercenary. i thought i told you this last night?"
"oh." you remembered, though it was still surprising. "sorry, i think i was just more focused on some other things from last night."
he laughed quietly. "don't worry."
you lay there for a bit longer, basking in the warmth of cloud’s embrace, listening to the rain tap against the window. His arm was draped over your waist, his hand playing with the hem of your shirt, his fingertips grazing the skin just above your panties.
“when will i see you again?” he asked absent mindedly.
you turned to look at him, his eyes still sleepy but filled with something that looked a lot like hope. “im free tonight after my shift, though it's about 1am.” you said with a playful smile. that was perfect, aerith and tifa would've been asleep by then, he could sneak out to see you.
“i’ll make it work,” he said, his voice filled with determination. you couldn’t help but feel a warmth spread through your chest, his willingness to make time for you was something you weren’t used to. “i want to see you again, badly.”
cloud’s hand stilled on your shirt, his eyes looking at yours with a mix of guilt and excitement. the guilt was something he wasn’t used to feeling. he was a mercenary, used to taking what he wanted and moving on, but with you it was different. the thought of not seeing you again was unbearable, and he felt guilty for feeling this way, knowing he might be leading you on, he couldn’t help himself. he warned you last night.
you nodded, trying to keep the hope off your face. “i’ll be waiting for you.” you leaned in and kissed him softly, feeling his cock twitch against your thigh, it was clear he wanted more but he knew he couldn’t push it. you both laid there, your bodies entwined, talking about everything and nothing until the sun had fully risen, and suddenly it was 7.30, and he had to leave.
his kiss was gentle as he pulled away from you. “i’ll see you tonight then,” he said, getting back into his soldier uniform. you gave him a peck on the cheek before he left your apartment, the cold air of the early morning a stark contrast to the warmth he left behind.
…
leave a comment if u want a part 2, i’m undecided <3
Cloud Strife is not a weak man. Or at least that's what he thought.
Years of training and SOLDIER enhancement has made him strong and everyone knows it. But not everyone knows how his heartbeat quickens at the sight of you. How every time you get close to him, he feels so weak - like he isn't carrying a sword bigger than him at all times. How he's so scared to initiate any kind of physical contact, but when you stand so close to him on new year's it feels right. And how he doesn't even realize that he's leaning in first.
☁︎ bf!cloud who isn’t good with feelings. he struggles to understand them, don’t even think about sharing them. all he knows is that he thinks you’re pretty and he likes being around you
☁︎ bf!cloud who shows his love through acts of service (he is a mercenary ofc). he’ll wash the dishes, clean the litterbox, bring you snacks throughout the day.
☁︎ bf!cloud who is subtle with his physical affection. he’ll interlace his fingers with yours. if another guy gets too close, he’ll pull your arm so you’re standing by him.
☁︎ bf!cloud who notices the small things. “I liked that dress you wore for our first date. the green one, remember?”
☁︎ bf!cloud who geeks out when he gets comfortable with you. he loves it when people ask about his bike. you’d try to flirt with him, asking for a ride, but he’d miss the shot completely. “you gotta be careful. it’s heavier on the right side because of the engine placement. if you don’t compensate when you turn, you’ll end up drifting.”
☁︎ bf!cloud who secretly enjoys your praise. he likes hearing that you’re proud of him or that he’s doing good. everytime you compliment him, he blushes and stutters but brushes it off if you call him out.
☁︎ bf!cloud who likes sparring with you because you’re the only one who can keep up. he tries to teach you how to use his sword. it backfires when you manage to take the sword from him, push him to the ground, and hold it to his neck (he’s turned on).
☁︎ bf!cloud who likes to tease you. “do you think I’m pretty?” you’d ask. “you’re alright,” he’d say. but he’ll look at you like you hung the stars.
☁︎ bf!cloud who has a soft spot for you. he’s kind of a dick to everyone he meets but he’s always sweet with you. his voice is more gentle, he speaks slower. his eyes are intrigued, waiting for what you have to say next.
☁︎ bf!cloud who nuzzles into you like a cat when you sleep together
a/n: trying to get used to cloud x reader. feels weird cuz I like him with tifa. we'll see where this goes
summary: you had a nightmare, and came to Cloud for comfort
warnings: nightmares, possible ooc cloud, 1 use of cussing, brief mention of parent death (what nightmare is about)
- no use of y/n!
author's note: i don't really like this one
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w.c: 1.1k
You and Tifa were close friends with Cloud when you were younger. About 5 years ago, you both had drifted apart from Cloud when he left to become a SOLDIER. But now...he came back.
He was working with you and the others on a mission, just for some money. Tifa showed him where he'd be staying for the time being, at a small apartment complex in the slums, a few blocks from where everyone meets up at the Seventh Heaven. He was on the second floor, in the room between yours and Tifa's.
It was around 11pm, and everyone had gone to bed since they had to wake up early. However, around 1am, you woke up abruptly. You had been dealing with nightmares for...well for a while. Your jaw tensed as you sat up in your bed, resting your head back against the wall. You didn't want to fall asleep again just to have the same dream, to see the same horrific sight. But then you remembered something...a resource. If he'd allow it.
You stood up from your bed, taking a breath before stepping out of the room and closing your door behind you gently. You take a couple steps to Cloud's room, knocking three times quietly before opening the door. He was already half way up and reaching for his unusually massive sword.
"Woah, hey. Just me," you spoke, closing the door behind you to try and not wake Tifa next door.
"What are you doing here so late?" Cloud asked, his voice a flat tone as he set his sword back down against the wall, right next to the bed as he sat on the edge.
"...I get these dreams. Bad ones," you replied, not realizing how intimidating Cloud honestly was.
"What do you want me to do about it?" He asked, his voice all too nonchalant.
"I don't know. I guess I just...never mind. I'm sorry for waking you," you said, your voice softening the more you spoke. You turned back around and reached for the door, creaking it open before his voice stopped you.
He stated your name, causing you to pause.
You looked over your shoulder.
"Hm?" You hummed.
"What was it about?"
"Uh..." You started, closing the door again and leaning against it to look at him. "I've had the same one almost every night since it happened. You were there. When my parents were killed."
"Oh."
"Yeah. It doesn't get easier. Seeing it all the time. I don't get enough sleep, probably keeps me from doing my best on missions and shit. Nothing I can do about it. I see it every time I fall asleep."
Cloud sat quietly for a moment. "I remember it."
"I didn't think you would forget. It was quite the bonding moment for us," you joked softly, a small smile planted on your face.
Cloud didn't even crack a smile. He stared at the wood floor silently before sitting back and pulling his legs onto the bed to lay down. He propped himself up against the wall a bit to look at you.
"You should get some rest," he spoke.
"I don't wanna see it again," you replied, your eyes looking into his bright blue ones, ones that were only darkened by the lack of lighting in the room.
"You can stay here. With me," his words were soft, firm. They always were, he didn't talk much really, but he always picked his words with thought.
"I can't do that, Cloud," you didn't want to intrude. He was a very 'keep to himself'' kind of guy, you didn't want to just make him pity you into letting you sleep with him.
"It's fine. There's space." He insisted, his voice never changing tone since the conversation started.
You hesitated before talking a few steps forward, making your way to the bed. You hoped he wasn't just doing this because he felt bad. But you kept telling yourself Cloud wasn't the kind of guy to do that. He spoke what he thought, if he didn't want something he made it clear. You sat down on the edge of the bed, hesitating again before sitting back and stretching your legs out across the bed next to his. You could feel his warmth, your arms barely brushing.
"Thank you," your voice was barely audible, but he heard it. He shifted and laid down entirely before you followed.
It must've happened in your sleep, because when you woke up, his arm was loosely around your shoulders, and your head was rested on top of the front of his shoulder, near his pec. You woke up before him and as if you were nervous, you gentle peeled yourself from his loose grasp and sat up on the edge of the bed.
Sensing your movement, Cloud's eyes flipped open and he glanced over at you, staring a hole into your back before your words broke the odd tension.
"I didn't see it, I didn't have a dream," your voice was quiet, but clearly contently surprised.
"...Good."
"...Thank you, Cloud. I should go before Tifa catches me here, she'll never let me live it down."
He simply nods.
You stood up, quietly walking to his door, pausing for an almost unnoticable moment before gently turning the knob and opening the door, shutting it behind you.
Days passed, and almost every time you got to be in the apartments, you ended up Cloud's room, or he in yours. He noticed when you seemed off, even if the others didn't. Even when Tifa didn't, who knows everything about you.
One night in particular, you were just about to get in bed when there was a knock at your door. You turned around and went to open it, seeing Cloud and his huge sword attached to his back.
"Hey," you spoke, a bit confused at his presence.
"You're seem off. Did you have a nightmare?" He asked. Always so calmly blunt, wasn't he?
"Um...yeah I guess."
"I'll stay with you," he replied, letting himself into your room. He set his sword against the well by the bed before turning to face you as you shut the door. Your eyes met his and you stepped closer to him.
Before any words could be exchanged, you wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face against his skin. He didn't really do hugs...ever. He usually pushed people off him before they could stay too long. But you...he slowly wrapped his arms around your midsection. His hands seemed nervous, like it was unnatural for him to be doing this. Which it was.
"Thank you, Cloud," you said softly.
"...Yeah," he replied.
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this was copied and pasted straight from my wattpad drafts! majority of what i write will be, as it's easier for me to write on that app instead of here or anywhere else.
