I like to think Pre Nibelhiem Sephiroth's tongue is very coarse and sand papery like a cat and Post Nibelhiem Sephiroth's tongue is long and smooth like a snake
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I like to think Pre Nibelhiem Sephiroth's tongue is very coarse and sand papery like a cat and Post Nibelhiem Sephiroth's tongue is long and smooth like a snake
☁︎⋅ (18+) dry humping with cloud
junon was quiet at this time of night.
in the stillness, the only sound that could be heard was your soft breathing and cloud’s muffled groans. your lips moved in an unhurried rhythm. tongues melting into one another, hands roaming barely covered bodies.
cloud nipped at your lower lip playfully, a smirk gracing his face as you moaned softly. his hand came up to cradle your face as he kissed down your jaw until he reached your neck. “you smell nice,” he murmured, his nose nudging against your beating pulse. his nipped at your skin before soothing it with his tongue. “taste good, too.”
“you’re such a tease,” you huffed. your fingers drifted over his shoulders until they met his blonde tufts. you tugged him up for a rough kiss. cloud moaned against your lips, his hips jutting to press against you.
a shiver ran up his spine at the friction. his cock throbbed against the confines of his briefs, leaking through the thin fabric. you sucked in a gasp at the feeling, your pussy dripping at the sensation of his hard on rubbing your mound.
“do that again,” you whispered, spreading your legs wider for him. cloud’s pupils dilated at the erotic sight of you so pliant for him. his eyes darted over your body, slowly taking it in. “cloud, please…”
his hand found purchase on your hips, his grip holding you in place as he pressed himself firmly against you. you could feel your panties growing damp and your lips parting for him to settle between.
slowly, cloud started grinding into you, the head of his cock brushing against your clit. a broken whimper escaped his throat as he buried his face into your shoulder. you could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. the tips of his ears burned a shade of red as well.
“feels so good…” he breathed right into your ear, his voice cracking. his fingers dug into your skin as he grinded harder, hips snapping into you with ruthless desperation.
his cock twitched when it caught at your entrance, threatening to push into you despite the fabric barriers between. you clenched around nothing, hips jerking up into his.
“I want it inside,” you said softly. “wanna feel you inside me, please…”
cloud couldn’t hold it in anymore. he choked on a breath, his hips stuttering as he slammed them against you one more time before he came with a long, broken moan. evidence of his arousal seeped through his briefs, spreading over your panties.
“I-I’m sorry,” he said, kissing up your neck and peppering your cheeks. “I’m so so so sorry.”
you chuckled, brushing your fingers through his hair, soothing him as he came down from his high. his fingers reached down beneath your panties, sliding between your slit. you sucked in a breath.
“let me make you feel good, too,” he murmured, rubbing circles against your clit.
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Sephiroth
Having finished watching the playthrough of The First Soldier, I can't stop thinking about what Sephiroth would have been like if he were raised outside of Shinra, or somehow gotten away from them while he was still young. His fantasies before getting Masamune all seem so domestic.
I think, more than anything, Sephiroth just wanted a normal, ordinary life with a family who loved him. He wanted to see the world, feel a sense of security, and to experience the sensation of being cared for. It's something so many people take for granted every day. Sephiroth really did just want something simple and domestic and innocent, not the unwanted fame and abuse that Shinra thrust upon him from birth.
As for what he would have been like...I he'd always be a bit dour thanks to his unhappy childhood within Shinra. But he'd also be a little less uptight and formal and a little more relaxed. Maybe more of his hidden playful personality would have come out. I like the idea of a Sephiroth who is kind of a chill nature-lover with an occasional mischief streak. And obviously someone who is crushingly devoted to his family. Hopefully, he also gets therapy and works out a lot of his psychological insecurities, forming healthier attachments and learning to view himself as a free, independent construct.
𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐬, 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐕𝐈𝐈: 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐬
Weapon name: Shotgun of the Turks
Shotgun was raised in Mideel and comes from a wealthy and distinguished family, where hunting was considered an essential part of her upbringing. Having been trained from an early age, she became highly skilled with firearms and developed the refined manners expected of someone of noble upbringing. Perhaps as a result of her privileged childhood, she often comes across as haughty and somewhat high-handed. Beneath this confident exterior, however, she struggles to express her true feelings and uses her pride to mask her embarrassment and vulnerability.
Despite her composed image, Shotgun can be rather overdramatic in Before Crisis, enthusiastically rushing to rescue others while confidently insisting on protecting them—even in situations where she is the one being rescued. This earnest yet slightly exaggerated behavior has become one of her defining personality traits.
In the original Before Crisis dialogue, Shotgun speaks in the refined and elegant manner expected of a young lady from an upper-class family.
Outside of Before Crisis, she also appears in Last Order: Final Fantasy VII (now considered non-canon), where she is given the name Freyra.
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