cloudâs hands are fisted in the sheets like heâs trying to tether himself to reality.
heâs flat on his backâgorgeous even like this, flushed and helpless, golden bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat, glossy lips parted around soft, desperate whimpers. youâre straddling his hips, dripping wet, riding him with that mean, devastating rhythm, slamming down on his cock over and over again while his brain short-circuits under you.
âf-fuckâsâslow down,â he gasps, voice high and cracking, his eyes wide and dazed. âyouâreâtoo muchâfuck, youâre so tightââ
you donât slow down. you grin.
âcanât handle me, soldier?â you purr, dragging your nails down his chest. his abs flex under your touch, thighs twitching as you roll your hips down and grind, letting his cock drag along every inch of your walls. he whimpers again, biting his lip, chest heaving.
god, heâs so fucked. red in the face, pupils blown, every part of him tensed like heâs either gonna come or cry.
âyouâre gonna cum again, arenât you?â you whisper, leaning down, kissing just under his ear. âjust from me riding you. like a good littleââ
he growls.
and then he snaps.
in one brutal, fluid motion, cloud sits upâarms locking around your waist, face buried in your throatâand slams his hips up into you, hard enough to knock the air from your lungs.
âahâcloudâ!â
âoh, now youâre whining?â he snarls, voice suddenly dark, thick with frustration and heat. âyou wanna ride me like a fucking brat, huh? bounce up and down like you own it?â
he fucks up into you againâharderâdeeper, and your whole body jolts. his grip on your waist is bruising now, holding you in place while he pistons his cock into you from below, the mattress shaking with every punishing thrust.
youâre not riding him anymore. heâs using you.
âfeel that?â he hisses, forehead pressed to yours, sweat dripping from his temple. âthatâs mine.â
you try to speakâtry to moan, cry, somethingâbut itâs all just broken gasps now. youâre drooling, eyes rolled back, clinging to his shoulders like youâll fall apart if he stops.
âthought you were cocky,â he pants, slamming into you again, harder. âthought you could fuck me into the mattress? now look at youâfucking ruined.â
your orgasm hits like an explosion, pussy clenching around him so tight he grits his teeth and groans, fucking you through it with ragged, desperate thrusts, chasing his own release now. your body trembles in his arms, twitching, overstimulated, drooling and moaning as he fills you, hot cum spilling deep inside, his breath catching in your ear like a curse.
you go limp in his lap.
and cloud, flushed and panting, still pulsing inside you, just grins.
What are these gorgeous men looking at while they taking you over and over again? What part of you makes them blush or going feral when sinking into you?
Hello friendos, it was time to make something for Final Fantasy again đ¤đťđ¤đť after my Baji fic is done I thought this could it be đ¤Łđ was playing Remake and was suddenly in the mood to â¨đ so here enjoy my little smĹŤt when we talk about what they are looking at while they having fun with you đđ¤đť
Wordcount: 2,6k
Warnings: smĹŤt, missionary, pet names, doggystyle, s*x in front of a mirror, slight choking, tummy bulge, riding, spanking
Cloud Strife ~ So shy when he looks in your faceâŚ
Well, he is stoic yes, not too open about his feelings.
But when he fucks you, that boy is whipped trying to keep his mouth shut. Too embarrassed to let out too much noise.
Although it is quite sexy to listen to these deep shy grunts, when he is balls deep inside you.
Always making you shiver and pull him even closer.
Cloud is someone, he mostly fucks you from an angle where he can't see your face, simply because he loves your face.
Loves the way your lips parted for him just to moan his name.
The way that delicate blush on your cheeks spread, these eyes looking at him, adoring him.
He struggled not to just cum when you look at him.
Especially difficult it was when you grabbed his hand just to take his thumb in your mouth, making his thrusts stutter.
So when he fucks you he mostly likes to watch your cute expression when you are about to cum, when he holds your hips just to feed you with his thick inches over and over, to have these pretty orbs rolling back. Making himself groan, and his cock throb.
"Look at me, baby." you cooed in his ear, when you felt the blond nuzzled your neck, hard planes of muscles looming over you, two large, rough hands spreading your thighs open.
"N-no...you're just going to tease me." Cloud said firm, with a ragged breath while he bullies his cock right between your puffy folds.
So wet and warm, and so fucking velvety.
"Please, just one look, give me one look, pretty boy." you urged so sweetly, he was sure when he would not see your face he could get off on your voice alone.
Calling the 1 rank SOLDIER 'pretty boy', as if it would not make his dick any harder, making his balls draw up tight.
"No funny business, yeah?" Cloud repeated before finally getting up, still holding your thighs apart as you squirmed under him. With a smirk, wiggling your pussy down his shaft a little more, clenching around his base. Your pussy was always killing him.
"See, it's not that hard." you replied, and then he just gave you one mean thrust, mako blue eyes locking with yours, his gaze over all had roamed from your pretty pussy, stuffed full of him up your torso, your perfect tits, to your kiss bitten neck and then your gorgeous face. Your expression a little too cocky, but with that mean thrust there you had these big eyes again, jaw fell open, your expression just so full in need of him.
And hell, he was gone, he was so gone, groaning from only the fact how your eyes rolled back, the way he continued to pound into you.
One hand came up to tenderly cup your cheek, making your head that fell back in pure bliss, so he could just admire your pretty face.
"You are so....fuck, so pretty. Taking me so well." he praised you, he was just so in love with you and your expressions, making him nearly spill his load into you...
Reno ~ Mirror, mirror on the wallâŚ
Reno is nasty, like when he could, he would have an eye on every part of you. Fucking you raw and that stamina, girl, you need to run away when you can't take it anymore.
Not that he would let you.
After all you are his 'sweet thing' adoring you in every position he folded you into.
Even when he is more of a tits guy, but when he could, damn he fucks you in front of the mirror.
Reno got confidence in buckets, he knows he is hot, he knows you think he is hot.
And for some reason he enjoys to not only make you watch yourself, how good you were taking his dick. But also how he fucked you, how his abs tensed when taking you from behind.
How the veins on his lower arm and on the hand popped up when grabbing your throat to make you look in the mirror.
And of course, how helplessly cute you looked when getting your cunt pounded like it would be the only goal in his life. Â
"Nah, no looking away, babygirl." he snickered, always playful while being so deep inside you, you thought you would have been split open. Your cheeks already flush, his hands had grabbed your arms, hooking his hands underneath your elbows, to pull on you, just to bury a further inch inside your snug pussy.
Your pussy was pure heaven for him, dripping down his shaft, no one else could make you this wet, and he fucking knew it.
Always a shy girl, but so nice and wet when his dick was inside you. Moaning and crying, stating it would be too much, although it was just right.
"Re-reno, it's weird." you puffed out of your plump lips, when you looked at him through the mirror. Still, his pace restless and fast. Just slowing down now a little, to gave you something to breathe.
"Weird you say? So weird to watch that cute pussy getting parted for me? I love how we look like that, sweets." he stated, tilting his head, before letting one arm of you loose. You had such a nice deep arch for him.
"I mean, look at that... See how I enjoy fucking you?" he bends slightly forward just to lick a stripe up your neck to whisper it in your ear. Making his tip hit your cervix, what made you squeal, so cute, he swore you were so cute like this.
"Fuck...you're so...ahhh naughty." you tried to act up, a weak attempt on the fact how your walls grabbed his length.
"Oh, believe me, when I wouldn't be a turk, we would be porn stars, sugar." he joked, before grabbing you more firmly and steady to continue you to fuck you into oblivion in front of the mirror.
"Now give me a cute face, yeah, just like that. Look how good we look, how well you take me." he praised you with that damn sneer in his face, the damn grin and these turquoise eyes that now landed on you and him in the reflection.Â
Sephiroth ~ Eyes on your pussyâŚ
He is not really known to be so close with anyone. Expect you, one of the assistants from Hojo. Always so cute and your thoughtful expression. Alone, the care you took to ask him if he is fine, after a mission. Something he enjoyed, something that made him want to have you. And indeed he had you, all so possessive, all so rough.
Just enough time to have you on the desk in some office.
But what he adored to look at, green mako eyes fixed on that pink slit between your thighs.
Spreading your pussy lips apart, just to watch how deep he sunk into your welcoming heat.
He wasn't that good to look into your face, not that he wouldn't manage that at all. But it made his heart a weird movement, a weird feeling he didn't know how to put. So fixing on your wet cunt instead, seemed like a plan to him. Something he grew a little obsessed with.
Watching every little twitch your pussy made, how your clit throbbed when being neglected. How your hole clenched when he split you open.
Damn, it fascinated him, how he could stretch your pretty cunt out. And how it made your core flutter. Especially when you had this tummy bulge because he was so big, when he could watch how he rearranged your insides.
These low moans and grunts that came from his throat, not just because you felt absolutely divine, no because your pussy was like a pretty flower blooming for him.
A flower he wanted to squirt all over him, to gush out in pure ecstasy. Â
"Look at that, so eager to take all of me, hm?" he teased with a calm voice, before his tip vanished inside you again, making your spine curve up.
"Please...faster." you whined nearly, but that plea fell on def ears, his eyes only watching your puffy folds. A hand of yours reaching down, wanting to rub your clit, to get that feeling of being high on pleasure. But before you could even touch your nub, his hand slapped yours away.
His handsome features shortly came to look in your eyes.
"Not without permission, little one. But I guess you lost that privilege now." he said to you, pushing his thick girthy cock further inside you.
The way your eyes rolled back, was something he may want to look more often, maybe when he had enough of watching that cute cunt try to milk him.
"But, Sephiroth... I just...hmm, just want-" you tried to say something with sense, although he literally fucked your brain out before.
"Sweet girl, got a greedy pussy. You just want, to cum, no other thought in that pretty head of yours." he taunted you nearly, making you blush, although he was right.
Wanting to cum so badly, you nearly could taste it on your cunt.
One hand from him moved down your belly, feeling how deep he was inside you, pressing down slightly, what made you cry out.
"Oh god..." was all you could let out, as he watched in awe how you clenched around him, how these juices spilled out of your cunt, making your legs shake. How he, the strongest SOLDIER, made you shake.
"Yeah, that's what I thought...pretty girl, with an even more pretty pussy." he murmured before finally picking up his pace.
Zack Fair ~ Shutting up when seeing titsâŚ
Zack has a body that bangs you until the sun goes up and a face that wants to make you breakfast. But he couldn't help to have his girlfriend on top of him. Propped up on his thick cock. His mako eyes just loved to watch your tits bounce for him, how soft they were. How good your mounds looked when he gave them a little hickey sometimes because he sucked a little too eager.
Creamy skin, and pretty nipples, just so alluring to him. Always having them in his hands, always looking at them. Nearly as if he was cast with a spell, so in trance.
And the way you dragged your cunt up and down his pulsing cock, making him groan.
Eyes sometime fluttering shut, only to open again, afraid he might miss one of your cute bounces and the way your tits moved with it.
That puppy, gone, totally gone.
He was always a tits guy, no matter how yours looked, how big or small they were, he just loved them. Squished them, and he always had this endearing blush on his cheeks, when you caught him being totally transfixed to your chest. Â
"God, yes. Riding me so good, you are such a...a natural in this, aren't you?" he babbled, he never could keep his mouth shut, not at all. The way your insides grabbing him, making him buck his hips up a little, just to bully his pink tip back inside you, against your sweet spot.
Then you took off your shirt and this was the moment, it made him shut up.
Just a groan and a moan slipping out of his lips.
Spiky hair messy when he reached one hand up to palm your tit.
"Suddenly so quiet." you joked while grinding against him, making his abs tense underneath you. Supporting your weight on top of his torso, sometimes fingers dancing over these muscles, you liked so much.
"Let a man adore his girlfriends, boobs. Can't help when....ah fuck...can't help when they are so perfect." he tried to listen, indeed he tried. Besides the fact that every blood was in his rock hard cock, now your unpacked, stunning tits on display for him. A thumb brushing over your nipple, before he gently tugged on it, making you gasp.
"Zack..." you moaned, your cunt dragging along his shaft in the most delicious way, the hips of you in a circle motion.
When you suddenly felt how his other palm came up grabbing you and pushing you forward, his hands on your ass. Making your upper body fall into him. As he decided to pound into you while his face being smashed with your tits.
"I love your tits, damn, so fucking perfect. Baby, I just could cum from looking at them." he confessed, hold back a whimper before his lips found the sensitive nipple from your right breast to suck in it. Making him groan even more, making his cock disappear even faster inside you.
Rufus Shinra ~ Got a thing for your backsideâŚ
Oh, every time you walk by, every time you turned around so he could see your pretty backside.
Rufus Shinras mouth went dry, that perfect curve of your ass, the way your hips swayed slightly when you walked.
The shape, alone the fact it looked so...just so good. Nearly made his serious composure fall.
After all, he was a busy man, a powerful man.
The president of Shinra companies was not only in love with you, but hell, did he is in love with your ass.
Having you bend over his desk whenever he could, not that he would have many opportunities in his leadership position. And every time he fucking loved to watch your soft skin yield under his touch, how your ass bounced back against him. How it looked when he grabbed a chunk of it.
Not to forget, he just couldn't help then to smack it while fucking his cock inside your tight pussy.
Alone, the fact you always arched your ass up for him, how it made your cunt clench when he smacked your ass.
The red hand print that was left there, before he would soothe it with a sweet caress. Â
"Keep the arch, pretty. Need to be deep inside you, after that...urghh meeting." his voice strained, his blue orbs fixed on your flesh. The way your back was curved, how you knew he liked your butt that much, how you shamelessly wiggled it back onto him. Before moaning so pretty.
It was like a long needed break, every time he plunged his needy cock inside your heavenly cunt.
His hands grabbing your waist, just to watch the skin jiggled every time he thrusted inside you, feeling every vein that drags along his cock.
"Spank me, please." you urged him then, already could tell he wanted, just how his fingers before had danced over your skin, grabbing a good chunk of your ass. Holding back, not wanting to overwhelm his pretty lady so soon. Although, the way your ass bounced back against his pelvis, had something hypnotic and satisfying. Making him calmer, reducing his stress level. But when he could smack your ass, spank it, making you whimper and clench down on him. This had the Shinra president, going.
You heard a deep breath and a slight growl, just by how good he was fucking you. His palm caressing your sensitive skin, in a gentle motion.
"You play your cards just right, hm? Exactly knowing what I wanted, before I even bend you over." you heard him chuckle, and just as soon as you wanted to reply a sharp spank was heard, making your chest lay flat against the wooden desk. It had you cross-eyed, pussy drooling.
"Look at that, as if my hand print would be your personal branding, darling." he cooed before he leaked pre-cum right inside you, hitting that spongy part with such precise.
"Then brand me, baby." you moaned, wanting more of it.
"Good girl..." Rufus smirked before the next print of his hand landed on your other ass cheek.
Note: HAPPY (pre) NEW YEAR YOU LEWD MFS!!!! And now i could finally get my brain onto doing these thoughts, mffrhh.. Androgynous men.. 𤤠they're so prettyâgulped. I legit treated this as manifestation lol, đ¤đ˝ praying your girl would get a very pretty man. Uhm- anyways, enjoy! Also there's no p in v in here...... :( only fingering, & suckin' cock mwhehehe
TW: nipple biting, kissing, fingering, teasing, suckin' cock, no p in v, some curse words here and there obv, um yeah that's it i think? Lmk if i miss anything.
WC: 3.2k
Currently thinking .. about androgynous pretty man. Imagine, having your man, who's so pretty and also handsome at the same time, that he genuinely looks like one of those bishonen prince that came to life. Imagine having a man who's skin is as soft as feather, eyes as glistening as a gem, and his hair is so soft that its almost satin-texture equivalent. He's so unrealistically handsome and beautiful that both women and other men are throwing themselves at him, and yet because of that reason too, he ended up choosing you. Ofcourse its not just because you made him feel like a normal decent person, which is a priviledge he doesnt .. really have, but because he loves just how empowering he felt when it comes to having sex with you. Because, honey, dont make this man's appereance fool you, ever. Yes he might look like a porcelain doll that was given a soul and is capable of breathing, but he is indeed a LEWD FREAK in those bed, or in anywhere to be honestâas long as he's in those desperate, eagerly horny mood.
I mean, just imagine having an androgynous man as your partner, him who just comes off from work, feeling a bit too pent up with all these hoes relentlessly trying to get him inside them, or other men who try to feminize him just because he comes off as both handsome and pretty. And as he went to see you, oh babyâdon't you EVER think he's gonna let any chances running out of him because the second he did, you're on the floor. Fingers digging onto the back of your head as he pulled you deeper onto the base of his pretty, angry cock, cumming gruntly while he murmured; âfuck.. baby.. You're so good.â He said, before your mouth was entirely filled with his cum, down to the throat. Slowly after, he lets his cock sprung out of your lips, he grinned satisfiedly as he watched the saliva and cum that has blanketed his cock running down from his thighs. Feeling shy, you avoid his gaze as you looked only at his feet nervously. And heâwho obviously notices this as clear as day, grabs your chin as he raises your head until your eyes able to visibly see him fully; âdont avoid me, love.â He teased, he then began to pulled your hands up until you fully rose from the ground. He pushed your body slowly onto the soft mattress, and as he went on top of you, he grabbed both of your hands as his fingers slowly curled between them intimately. He eagerly lowered his face towards yours, tongue pulling yours in as you both created those lewdâtongue twisting sound in between kisses. His left hand slowly uncurled from your grip as he went to reach down onto your abdomen, his fingers slipping softly between those wet, slick-sounding pussy lips before he started fingering you, steady and slow at the very beginning.
As your man watches your expression forming into pleasure, he cooed cockyly; âwhat, baby? Is it too much?â He asked as he chuckled lowly. His fingers began to get fasten as his fingers twirls around, putting 3 of his long, slenderly angelic fingers onto your abdomen at a merciless speed. âMy poor woman.. must be too much for her, yeah?â He asked, halfly mocking, halfly teasing. He slowly began to lower his face onto your chest, his teeth softly biting the nipple of your soft tits while his 3 left fingers playing a really fast pace as it penetrates your pussy brutally. Your visions blurred with over pleasure as you watched the pretty beautiful man fingering you turning into ripples. A light began to form within your view, your head was thrown to the back as a hot, strong squirt lube splashed from your abdomen, spraying his body. Your hips shakes greatly in overstimulation, body limping down onto the mattress, but just before you think you could catch a breath, a laugh was heard from your ears as your man purred; âDont worry, love. This wont be our last time.â And from that sentence, you knew.. that this is going to be a loooong night.
cloud is very reserved when you first start dating him. he's a bit intimidated by a relationship, as he's worried he might not be good enough for you and that, if he messes up, he'll lose you again
he loves affection, but he's too awkward to make the first move. he never wants to overstep any boundaries, so he's usually just pouting and waiting for you to give him a kiss, hug or some sweet words
due to his insecurities at first, cloud has a bit of a jealous side. he doesn't like seeing you with other guys (unless he knows them well) and he usually just pouts and sulks when you're with other guys
however, he's very protective of you as well! with so many people after him and sephiroth being a huge threat, cloud can't risk putting you in danger! he wants to help you defend yourself a bit, but he always throws himself into danger whenever your safety is on the line
the longer you date cloud, the more he begins to open up to you and the more he becomes himself as well. you learn more about him and his past, while cloud grows more comfortable with who he is
slowly, he begins to get more affectionate and loving. he'll still tremble when grabbing your hand for the first time, but with each subsequent time, the trembling becomes less and less, until it feels perfectly natural for him to make the first move and show you his love
you start to see cloud smile more often around you as well. first it's a small smile hushing over his lips here and there, but over time, he seems to be genuinely happy and content around you! he's at peace when you're nearâŚ
How can we know that is a ai fanfic or one shot? I truly donât know how to realise
there are SEVERAL indicators and it would be painfully obvs if you guys are aware
EXAMPLE:
-the inconsistent WRITING. Randomly going 1 liner sentences to full blown paragraphs.
-repetitive phrasing
-formulaic sentence structures
-âsoulless" or "polished" quality that lacks the unique, often messy, voice of a true human author.
-âchaoticâ watch out for these words, if it used MORE OFTEN and it doesnât really coordinate well with other words.
-i know em dash (â) is used WAY back ai. Just have a keen eye for EXCESSIVE AND REPEATED USED OF EM DASH. Thatâs a high flag that it is generated by ai slop.
-AI tends to over-describe emotions, using phrases like "a pang of" (guilt, sadness, joy) repeatedly, or it explains subtext in a way that feels unnatural.
-OOC (Out of Character) behavior!!!!! Characters may feel "flat," losing their specific, nuanced personalitiesss, so look out for those flags.
-AI often repeats certain "buzzwords" or phrases across different stories likeee
âDelve into"
"At its core"
"Itâs not just a [X], itâs also [Y]"
"Let out a breath they hadn't realized they were holding"
"That being said" / "To put it simply"
"A sense of [X]"
"Pivotal"
-and the SIMPLE SENTENCES in describing everything. likeeeeee a single paragraph only consists of SIMPLE SENTENCES. more likely generated by aiâs one liner slop and then this mf just put it into one paragraph hoping that the people will not notice đđđť
JUST TRUST ME,, ONCE YOUâRE THERE READING THAT SHIT YOUâLL KNOW AI SLOP WHEN YOU SEE IT đđ
⢠hot bar sex with cloud. thatâs it. thatâs the plot. sort of not really an au, just roll with it, okay? you get to fuck cloud and thatâs enough. (check tags for warnings besties!)
⢠told myself i wasnât going to write any new characters for awhileâŚthat went down the toilet because he drives me insane. also wrote this for @with-my-calamitous-love cuz i only need one person to be interested in my idea to set me off.
⊠m.list
Cloud and his slutty fucking waist.
Seventh Heaven is lively tonight. All the usual residents are taking up space â Barret, Biggs, Jessie, Wedge, Aerith, plus a couple handful more. Half are drunk off their asses, the other half blasting songs from the jukebox like an impromptu karaoke session.
About an hour ago, as the crowd overwhelmed Tifa, sheâd shot you a desperate look for help from behind the bar. Despite being two shots deep you hopped over to lend a hand. Making drinks isnât half bad, the tips are decent, so you donât mind.
What you do mind, though, is Cloud.
Itâs not hatred. Itâs the thick, honey like heat pooling in your belly every time heâs around that bothers you. You canât look at him for too long without flushing. Cloudâs devastating in terms of looks. All toned muscles and high cheek bones.
Heâd sauntered into the bar ten minutes ago. Arms crossed as he chatted with Barret, an eyebrow lifting in amusement at something Wedge said.
Tifaâs inquisitive voice comes from the left. âSomething on your mind?â
Your gaze snaps from Cloud to the glass youâre drying. âNope. Nothing at all.â
Tifa nudges your shoulder playfully. You glance at her and she smiles. Itâs a smile that says she knows youâre lying. âYou sure? Youâve been staring at Cloud like youâre trying to burn a hole in him. Did he do something to upset you?â
You sigh, setting the glass down hard. A bit too hard, maybe. âNo, itâs just â look at him!â You say with frustration. âHis waist, itâs so â,â You gesture wildly in his direction, trying to grasp the right word. âSo⌠slutty,â you finish lamely.
Tifa snorts, trying to hide her laughter as you barrel on. âItâs not fair Tifa! Heâs a guy, why is his waist so slim? Why are his biceps like that?â
The alcohol has loosened your tongue.
A customer interrupts before Tifa responds and youâre left to simmer on your own. Cloud wanders between a few different people, not one to speak much but nodding when he needs to. Your gaze is glued to him. He catches your eye twice, on the third time he lifts a brow as if to ask âIs there a problem?â
You have to actively focus on looking anywhere but Cloud after that.
Eventually the crowd lessens. Tifa excuses herself for a moment, seeking out Cloud. She taps his shoulder and he turns, bending so she can whisper something in his ear. She points in your direction and Cloud makes sudden eye contact with you.
Something jolts in your belly as you look away.
Tifa returns a moment later. âIâm so sorry to do this. Barret just informed me Marlene is very sick, and heâs too drunk to look after her. Could you close the bar? Cloud agreed to stay and be your muscle if you need him.â
You give Tifa a dubious look, agreeing for Marleneâs sake and Marleneâs sake only. Tifaâs eyes twinkle as she wishes you farewell, winking as she departs.
Once the last person leaves Cloud locks the door.
Thereâs an awkward tension lingering. All the glasses have been washed, and youâre setting them out to dry when the sensation of being watched prickles at the back of your neck. You whip around to find Cloud on the other side of the bar, elbows perched on top of it.
âDo we have a problem?â You ask.
Cloudâs head tilts slightly, expression as neutral as neutral can be. âSeems like it, since youâve been staring at me all night,â he retorts.
Your cheeks flush hotly, embarrassment creeping up your throat. âI wasnât staring at you!â Itâs a pathetic attempt to protest. You know it. Cloud knows it.
âNo? Then what had you so intrigued?â Cloud straightens and crosses his arms.
âMaybe I have a crush on Biggs. He is handsome, yâknow.â You round the corner, coming to a stop a few feet in front of Cloud.
Both his brows raise. âHe is,â Cloud agrees easily. âI just didnât think you were a liar. Tifa mentioned you couldnât keep your eyes off me.â
Damn Tifa.
No point in denying it now. You rest your lower back against the bar, chin lifting in defiance. âAnd? So what if I was staring at you. Big deal.â The nervous butterflies in your belly are a stark contrast to the bold words.
Cloud hums. Takes a few measured steps towards you. Slowly, he uncrosses his arms. Slowly, he braces a hand on either side of you, using the bar top to hold his weight and cage you in. He dips his head. âOkay fine, you werenât staring. You were eye fucking me.â
The loud hammering of your heart surely reaches Cloudâs ears. Beating so hard it echoes in your fingertips. âI - I wasnâtâ,â
âYou were,â Cloud insists. His eyes are so bright up close. Such a pretty blue, tinted mako green. He further erases the space and your hands fly to his chest. Cloud smirks and whispers, âIf you wanted to have sex with me, all you had to do was ask.â
âCloud,â you breathe, fingers fisting his tank top. The airâs become thick and charged between you, and your mind blanks. The word, âPlease,â is all that falls from your lips.
Cloud inches closer, nose brushing over yours. His breath is warm against your lips. âI said ask me.â
âCloud, please, can we have sex?â
âHow sweet,â Cloud teases. âOf course we can.â His hands find your hips, thumbs slipping under your shirt to rub at the bone there. The leather of his gloves is smooth. âJump for me.â
Cloudâs grip tightens as you jump, lifting you with ease to set you on the edge of the bar top. His lithe form fits between your thighs, hands sliding up your waist, fingers dancing over your ribs, and come to rest on either side of your neck.
Itâs instinct to curl your fingers around his wrists as his thumbs caress your jaw. He applies a little pressure to tilt your head, eyes darting across your face, and kisses you. Soft and warm, his lips coax yours to move. Meeting once, twice, three times â before you break the kiss. A second passes before you lock lips again.
Cloud sighs through his nose when you lick his lower lip. He places his hands on your upper thighs and opens his mouth. The moment his hot tongue glides across yours is when you start aching to be filled. Your head turns to catch your breath, chest heaving. Cloud latches onto your throat, kissing and sucking and leaving marks because he can.
You fumble with the button on his pants but he snatches your wrists. âWait,â he says, retreating from your throat to look you in the eye. He steps away, pulling the sword off his back, and rests it out of reach on the bar top. He loses the rest of his gear and his tank top.
âYou are so fucking hot,â you whine, already tugging your own shirt free. Your bra goes next. âItâs not fair.â
The corner of Cloudâs mouth ticks up. âYeah and you make my mouth water.â Cloud keeps his eyes on your tits as he moves in close, biting his lip. He cups them both, squeezing with an appreciative hum, and your head tilts towards the ceiling.
You moan when he pinches a nipple. âCloud, hurry up,â you urge. Your hands find the button on his pants again and thumb it open.
âBe my guest,â he teases. His fingers lace together behind his head, allowing your hands to run down his stomach, nails scratching at his happy trail, before hooking your fingers in his waistband.
The tip of his cock catches on his briefs as theyâre yanked down, bobbing free before hanging hard and heavy. His breath hitches when you take him in hand, stroking teasingly.
You lightly cup his balls and he squirms. âEnough,â he says, batting your hand away.
You show mercy, leaning back and bracing your weight on your hands, toeing off one of your sneakers. Cloud pats your hip and your ass rises, pants and underwear tugged down and left to dangle off one ankle.
One foot gets braced on a nearby bar stool and Cloud hooks your other thigh on his hip, dragging your ass to the edge. âNext time I wanna suck you off,â you say, regretting not getting on your knees first.
The tip of his dick rubs over your clit and a moan gets stuck in your throat.
He chuckles, uses his thumb to angle his cock down, and pushes forward. âOnly if I get to taste you â fuck,â he curses as he slides inside. His voice is strained when he murmurs, âYour pussy is mind blowing.â
Your mouth drops open, softly panting at the erotic view of Cloudâs cock vanishing in your pussy. He pulls out, cock already wet and shiny, and pushes in. You squeeze your eyes shut.
âFuck, Cloud. Faster.â
âYes, princess.â He quickens the pace, thrusting in short harsh snaps of his hips. Firm hands keep your thighs spread wide. âPlay with yourself, wanna watch.â
The pleasure spikes when your fingers circle your clit, consistent and delicious. âCloud,â you whimper. âMâclose!â
âThatâs it,â Cloud pants. He clutches your waist, fingers splayed across the lower section of your ribcage. âWanna see you unravel on my cock.â
Itâs an accident when your hand slips further and your fingertips touch Cloud. Itâs on purpose when you spread your fingers in a v shape on either side of your pussy, Cloudâs cock brushing against them with each thrust.
Cloud whimpers. You steal a glance at his face and his lips part, brows pinched as his lashes lower, heavy with desire. Your breath stills for a few seconds, lids fluttering shut.
Right as the pleasure starts to overflow Cloud pinches your chin, forces your neck to bend. âLook at me,â he demands.
Your eyes pop open wide. âCloud,â you breathe, the word choked off as your nails dig into his shoulder. Your thighs shake as you cum.
His eyes close briefly. âFuck, thatâs so hot.â They open again, giving off a neon glow. The tension in your body wanes and Cloudâs dick slips free, twitching towards his bellybutton. He tugs you off the bar top, shoves at your shoulders. You fall to your knees in understanding.
Cloud strokes himself with fervor, bicep flexing as his chest heaves. You stick your tongue out, palms resting on his thighs, and he sucks air in between his teeth. His other hand rests on the back of your head to guide you closer. The tip of Cloudâs cock sits on your tongue as he gives himself a few more quick strokes.
He cums with a harsh exhale.
Most of it lands in your mouth, a little hits your cheek when his dick throbs. You swallow, scrunching your nose at the salty taste. Cloudâs using his tank top to wipe your face clean in a flash.
âSorry.â His cheeks flush pink as he offers you a hand.
You accept, standing and stretching your arms overhead. You sigh happily, âWorth it.â Cloud glances at your tits.
Getting dressed is a slow affair, savoring the afterglow of good sex. Cloud looks at his balled up tank top, looks at the door, and furrows his brow. Heâll have to walk home shirtless.
âYou can stay with me,â you offer, setting a hand on Cloudâs bicep.
He smiles, and itâs softer than any smile youâve ever seen him wear. It makes him look younger. âOnly because you ruined my shirt.â
You laugh, squeezing his bicep. âThat was entirely your fault.â
