(Sephiroth - Advent Children)
Cloud and Sephiroth
Cloud: You just don’t get it. There isn’t a thing I don’t cherish!
Sephiroth was not a virgin.
He was fairly certain that Cloud was not either, although for some reason he hadn’t got around to asking. Cloud’s kisses and touches spoke of experience, even if he was still a bit confused about the inticacies of the human body. Sephiroth himself had had any number of willing partners since his teens and had spent many years bouncing from bedpartner to bedpartner, always interested in sex and nothing more.
This was different. When they touched, there was almost an electric current between the two of them. Kisses and caresses held a passion - and a tenderness - that Sephiroth had never before felt. He had always thought that sex was just sex, and it could be better or worse depending on the specifics, but it followed the same basic formula. There was heat, sweating, tangled limbs, and then an orgasm followed. Pleasant. A nice break from the pain and discomfort that was often a part of his life, but nothing profound.
This was profound.
Cloud was profound. This beautiful creature, blue-eyes and golden hair and pink peach skin. Arms wrapped around his neck, legs wrapped around his waist. Cloud was perfect.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
“I love you,” Cloud whispered back.
Perhaps this was what they called true love. Maybe it wasn’t.
Whatever it was, Sephiroth was not about to let this boy go. And Cloud seemed quite content to be caught. He kissed Cloud again, trailing little kisses, licks, and nips down his neck, “You’re mine.”
Cloud smiled, “Same to you, mister.”
This bliss wouldn’t last forever, Sephiroth knew. But for now, he was content to claim it as a happily ever after.
Drawing tender moments between these too makes me so happy…