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[mxm] Reality [AU KH] CLC [18+]
Ooc: I know, I know, I need to learn when to quit, but I can't help it. Dom Cloud please, to partner with my dom Leon. Yummy. It might not
flow so well since I was doing it when I should have been getting some sleep and I have a tendency to miss things without realising when I'm tired but
anyway. I'm still working on a plot at the moment, but rest assured I'll come up with something. I also wish for it to revolve quite heavily around
the club somehow and it will deal with one or two, or a good number of my kinks, so I hope you're up for a little fun. x)
He moved… well… there weren’t words to describe just how he moved, it was entrancing to say the least, but he didn’t do it to attract attention to
himself, no, he was there just as everyone else was, to be anonymous for a while, blend in with the crowds and lose himself to the euphoria that was
the music pulsating through them. The air was thick with smoke and the walls and floor vibrated with the heavy beat of the near-deafening music and
combining that with the dizzying movement of the obnoxiously bright lights flickering overhead, it was enough to make a weaker person nauseous.
This place didn’t do things by halves, if you wanted anything unconventional then ‘Reality’ was the place to go. It was a nightclub to be blunt, but
it was more than that at the same time, especially when there was a small shop within called ‘Sanctuary’, both rather ironically named but fitting at
the same time. It was one of those places where anything and everything went, as long as it was clean, so to speak. There were heavyset bouncers there
at all times, throwing out the odd drunkard and basically keeping things in order and the club, albeit dark and sensual, was actually a decent place
to be, no drugs, no excess drinking or anything. How they managed to maintain such a place was anyone’s guess.
There were other things going on though, with so many people undulating in time to the music, pressed almost impossibly close in some cases, it was no
wonder that sexual acts were covertly indulged in amongst the mostly harmless groping and such that everyone enjoyed from time to time. They wouldn’t
be there if they didn’t like it. Smokers hung around the edges of the dancefloor, leaning against support pillars for the two balconies where the VIPs
could go to watch the common folk grind and slide against each other.
The shop sold everything one could hope to find in a place catering to one’s every fantasy and the bar sold many exotic drinks as well as the regular
ones, and it took a person of skill to work the busy bar with such a variety of drinks available, to know how to mix even the most unusual cocktail
and add a little flair to the preparation at the same time.
He wasn’t interested in drinks though, all that mattered to him right then was the steady rhythm blasting from the speakers strategically placed
around the club and how the music, a dark and somehow sensual instrumental piece that lost none of its appeal despite how loud it was being played,
moved his body as if he were a tangible extension of it. And despite the almost ethereal quality he seemed to possess, he certainly was tangible if
the russet haired male moving against him was anything to go by.
His own pale skin contrasted deliciously with the darker skin of the young man he was dancing with, evident even as they were bathed in varying shades
of different colours before being enveloped in the gloom once more and they seemed to meld together to form one entity as they moved in near-perfect
time with the music swelling to a crescendo and when the song drew to a close, melting into the next, the pale brunet slipped away, weaving through
the mass of writhing, twisting bodies until he emerged at the bar where he slid onto a black barstool, leather creaking with the motion though whether
it was his tight leather pants or the leather barstool that made the noise was unclear and quickly swallowed by the music anyway.
Being a regular at the club meant that the bartender recognised him and wasted no time in making his way over. “Stinger.” Was all the male said before
his deep storm grey eyes swept out over the gathered dancers, their movements made seemingly inelegant by the harsh flash of the club’s strobe
lighting as it flickered over them. He had only a moment to wait before his requested beverage appeared on the bartop beside him and with a curt nod
at the bartender it was added to his tab. Drink in hand, he moved away from the better lit bar and merged with the masses once more, becoming just
another face in the crowd, albeit a scarred one, easily recognised by the slanted scar that tore viciously across the bridge of his nose, stretching
from above his right eye to slightly below his left.
He wasn’t even supposed to be there, rather, he was supposed to be shut up in his room with one thing or another to look over. There was at least one
design brief he had to look over and there was an assortment of preliminary sketches he had to do for deadline in two days. He probably wouldn’t be
able to make it out to ‘Reality’ again that week. Friday was his deadline, two days to get the basics ideas down, shouldn’t be too hard but there was
that brief he had to look over for the cover of a manga he had to do too and that was due the day after when he had a meeting with the manga’s
illustrator and writer and editor and apparently everyone else involved in the process of making a manga.
His father wanted him to follow in his footsteps as most fathers did, and go into management but a paper-pushing job was not something the young man
was interested in by any stretch of the imagination. So graphic design was hardly an enormous leap like acting or photography might be, but it was
something he actually enjoyed doing, even if he was frequently harassed by someone or other as deadlines drew nearer. It meant that he didn’t earn
quite as much as his father did, but the man did more than enough to provide for his son, paying for the flat the brunet lived in and the bike he
rode, among other things, including his design materials, leaving the independent brunet to spend his earnings on nights out and providing for
himself, keeping his kitchen stocked.
Looking down to find that he’d finished his stinger without realising it, seemingly lost in thought, Leon sighed softly and debated the pros and cons
of getting another drink. He’d taken his bike to the club but it was only a few blocks away from his studio apartment so he could walk back if he
wanted another drink but he would need a half decent night’s sleep if he wanted to crack on with those designs. Dragging a slender hand through the
thick mane chocolate brown locks that fell to his shoulders, he made up his mind to return to the dancefloor and forgo another drink for the time
being.
Weaving back into the tangled web of dancers, the brunet seamlessly integrated himself into a small group of males and females indulging in a steamy
bump ‘n grind, the dark shirt he wore riding up as he raised an arm into the air, fingers entwining with those of the person in front of him, exposing
a teasing strip of skin above the slightly low riding leather pants held up by one belt and decorated with a series of others draped around his waist.
Silver ring and matching pendant glinted whenever the group was bathed in light and drew attention to him despite his otherwise modest appearance, he
was showing nowhere near as much flesh as many of the other patrons were but the outfit gave the impression that he was as barely dressed as the rest
of them.
As one song faded and another began, Leon found himself dancing alone once more amongst the crowd.
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[ Uhmmmm I know this is an old topic, but is it by any chance still open? ]
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| posted on 17-8-2008 at 12:36 |
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Ooc: It is indeed an old thread but feel free to join it. I'll get back to thinking of a plot for it. =P
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| posted on 17-8-2008 at 13:56 |
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[ Sorry if he sounds like a bit of a horndog. o.O I hope it's okay. ]
"I like your haiiiir," she giggled, raising one finger and curling a strand of blonde hair around it, her lower body inching closer to his, despite
his constant attempts to pull away. Snaking an arm around his waist, she leaned in, pressing her chest against his in a way that was probably intended
to be erotic. "What did you say your name was again?"
"I didn't!" Cloud replied, annoyance both evident in his voice and movement as he pulled away sharply, only to bump into another woman, who grabbed
his ass and squeezed it through the tight black material, and before he knew it someone else was stroking his bare arms, and someone else had curled
their fingers into his hair again, and all he could feel was touches and strokes on his skin, although it was in no way pleasurable.
"Sexy tattoo..." another girl crooned, running her fingers over the wolf that decorated his now revealed midriff as someone else tried to pull his
dark vest off.
"Oh Holy...is that an eyebrow piercing? It is! You're gorgeous..." another voice floated around his ears, until he could barely take it
anymore. Too. Many. Fucking. Girls.
"Get the hell offa me!" He yelled eventually in frustration, tugging his arms and his legs from the fondling grips, although they continued to stroke
and caress, drunken fingers traipsing along his skin, lusty comments whispered in his ear.
"Oh give it up, girls. Maybe he's gay." A more sensible voice entered the fray. "Besides, he's here..."
"What? HOLY SHIT, Seifer?!?" Squeals and jumps overrode the pounding music for a few minutes before, blissfully, the crowd disappeared and he was
finally on his own. Stupid fucking fan club, he thought bitterly, glad that this guy - Seifer? - had saved him for a bit...until they came giggling
and screaming back to him again, at least.
He didn't come here to be sexually exploited by drunk females; in fact, he had no idea why the fuck he came here. It was Yuffie wasn't it?
Yeah, Yuffie, dragging him over to some place called 'Reality' because she refused to go on her own, and yet now she was nowhere to be seen, and Cloud
was on his own, in the middle of the dance floor, wanting desperately to get the hell out.
Maybe he could have had a good time here; he didn't mind dancing and getting it on underneath the harsh lighting that illuminated the dance floor in
various colours, each time highlighting a new unsuspecting troupe of dancers as they grinded and slid against each other - in fact, he was a good
dancer, smooth but at the same time rough, in time but individual. But it was always girls that came onto him. Not even normal girls, but
crazy, weird girls who seemed insistent on ruining his time whenever he went out, like he was a celebrity and they were his fans. It pissed him off,
especially seeing as girls weren't his particular field of interest.
Sure, it had to be expected. He was the kind of guy to get attention; regular 'bad boy', he naturally emitted an air of what would probably be
referred to as 'hawtness'. His blonde locks had a mind of their own, sticking up in all directions and occasionally falling into bright blue eyes, a
toned, fit body casually clothed in a dark vest and tight trousers, silver bracelets clinking on his wrists and a chain belt that hinted towards his
tattooed middle. His sullen, frowning features were mysterious and pale, and yet frighteningly sexy.
He had stuff to do, though; his job wasn't exactly ordinary - it paralled to one working in the military, working infrequently (but with a
great pay) to help protect others by way of escaping and code breaking, and maybe an attack or two along the way in order to preserve peace in the
city that they lived. It seemed like a game to him, but the job was so sporadic that most of the time he was just being dragged to nightclubs and
bars, and he ended up sitting sullenly in a corner, trying to avoid them all, never engaging much in the dancing. There was never anyone that caught
his eye around these places, just scantily clad girls and boys, groaning and moaning and sexing each other up.
But tonight, just as he began to fight his way through the crowd, someone did catch his eye - another boy, sliding in perfectly with another group and
yet tantalisingly on his own. Fuck, he was hot. A teasing strip of skin showed as he raised his arms, ten times more erotic than the men who
wandered around with practically nothing on. Cloud was sure he'd seen this particular man dancing with another earlier on, but he hadn't paid any
attention to them earlier, but now...now he couldn't place his gaze anywhere else, running his eyes over every bit of this man, drinking him all in as
he danced, inducing such a pleasurable rush in Cloud that he was sure his cock was starting to respond already. Unable to help himself, he made his
way over, cockiness abound in his stride, and he snaked his arms around the man's waist from behind, suddenly feeling confident in the wake of this
fucking sexy man.
"Hi," he breathed huskily, not knowing whether this guy could hear him over the pounding beats, but not caring right then anyway.
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The scarred brunet was beginning to think that he'd had his share of attention for the night since he had gone a whole couple of minutes already
without anyone sliding into a dance with him. He was toying with the idea of either getting that last drink or just going home since he really did
have to consider the work waiting for him at his sizable flat but a part of him didn't want to leave yet, didn't want to have to go back to his normal
life and face the fact that 'Reality' was only a temporary reprieve from the real reality waiting for him beyond the doors of the nightclub. The man's
eyes were near constantly on the far wall where the doors to the outside world would be as if he could literally feel the work calling to him, begging
for his attention so that he could keep his job by attending to it and therefore not missing his deadlines. One of his most annoying qualities was
that he tended to bite off more than he could chew.
Just when he was about to call it a night and start making his way home, he felt a pair of warm arms slide sensuously around his waist from behind and
his body melded itself with that of the man behind him (because it was most definitely a man, unless it was a woman with the flattest chest he'd ever
encountered, which was entirely possible) without him even having to think about it. This guy was good to just slip in against him without breaking
rhythm, and if that voice was anything to go by, the greeting breathed right into his ear in a way that made a shudder ripple down his spine, the man
was sexy as hell. The heated breath had warmed the single silver stud in that ear and it was all the brunet could do to keep dancing with his back to
the male rather than turn in those arms to see just who this mystery man was.
Before he could even think to do so though, one of the girls harrassing Cloud earlier made her way over and sandwiched him between the firm body of
the man behind him and the curvy form of the woman in front of him. She stroked down his his chest and back up, her hand lingering near the side of
his head as her fingers tugged lightly at the ear that hadn't been whispered into earlier, teasing the three silver hoops leading up from the lobe.
"Like your piercings do you?" She teased, stroking back over his chest. "Have them anywhere else?" She asked suggestively, her hands pausing over his
pecs until the brunet finally tired of her touching and smirked coyly, pressing back meaninglfully against the man behind him to emphasise the point
he was about to make. "Sorry love." He announced with feigned sympathy. "I belong to him." He informed her, tossing his head gently to indicate the
mystery man without slamming the back of his head into his new partner's nose.
It was with a pout that the woman backed off, to his relief, without causing a fuss which meant that finally Leon could offer the greeting he was
interrupted before giving earlier. Still moving in time with the music, sliding his own hands down to rest on the hips of the unknown man behind him,
he smirked faintly. "Sorry about that..." He purred, still moving to the beat since his assumption was that, understandably, the guy just wanted a
dance, one perhaps a little more raunchy given how close he was encouraged to be with the arms wrapped around him. He tilted his head back to rest it
on the shoulder of the male he couldn't see, only feel, and gave a tentative, teasing roll of his hips, rolling his backside tauntingly against the
groin of the man holding him close, and waiting with baited breath for his reaction. He was always forward, never beating around the bush and he would
be no different with this guy.
Everyone came to 'Reality' for the same reasons and he expected no nothing less from the unknown man behind him.
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Cloud found it especially erotic that this man seemed to smooth right into his body, hips against his, upper body folding perfectly into his own. He
was so fucking sexy, it hurt, and he was just about to take things maybe a step further when another woman appeared, stroking his new partner up much
like the way she'd done to him earlier. Cursing inwardly, he just ignored her and continued to rock against this new man, pressed up so close to him
it was unholy. The tightness of his leather-clad ass against his crotch was unbelievable and it was all he could do not to groan as their contact
continued, the pounding music only heating their contact.
As he heard the sweet sound of rejection to the other woman and the almost overwhelming prospect of owning this sexy bastard, he sighed onto
Leon's neck as a pair of hands were placed on his hips. Damn.
"Nothing to be sorry about," he whispered seductively, creeping his fingers up the brunet's shirt, smoothing his fingers across the skin of his
partner's torso, drawing circles around his nipples as he felt a head rest on his shoulder, and groaning helplessly as a teasing roll of Leon's hips
increased the agonising throbbing in his groin. He drew his fingers back down and latched them firmly around the waist again, before whipping the
other man firmly around so he could see his face.
Even closer up, with the harsh lighting not as unflattering as it had been before, this man's sexiness was even more apparent, the scar that crossed
his face surprisingly erotic, prompting Cloud to run his right index finger across the line, feeling the slight bump of the wound underneath his
fingertips.
"Holy shit..." He muttered, pulling their bodies closer together in desperate need. He hadn't needed to fuck someone this much in a long time. "What's
your name?" He murmured into Leon's other ear, running his tongue across the three silver hoops as he continued to rock in time to the music with his
partner. "I'm...Cloud." He added, almost reluctantly as all he wanted to do now was get this man into bed and fuck him. Hard.
He could feel the slight bumping of all the others around him, he could still feel occasional hands running over and stroking his body, but all he
cared about right now was this man, the proximity of their bodies, the heat and throbbing in his lower body and the feel of their upper bodies against
each other. He began to roll their hips together in the same way Leon had done so earlier, feeling the rising pressure in his cock and groaning as his
body cried out with need. He wrapped his arms around Leon's waist again, and looked into his grey eyes for a few moments before he buried his face
into the brunet's neck, sucking gently at a point just above his collarbone, still sliding gently across his partner.
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Hyne above, while the woman couldn't have left quick enough, Leon was having a hard time thinking straight with the man repeatedly moving against his
back and he swore he could feel a how hard the guy was already, pressing insistently against his leather-clad backside. It made him feel quietly
powerful, to be able to show off his body and affect another man so strongly and he could only imagine how the other man must have felt to hear that
he could indeed own this sexy little minx. He was given a good idea of this when the woman eventually moved away, allowing the two men to concentrate
on each other once more and concentrate he did once the man's hands slid up beneath the clinging material of his shirt. Muscles tensed slightly,
flexing beneath the hand that had dared to be bold and touch without the barrier of clothes to prevent skin-on-skin contact.
When those fingers circled the sensitive nipples, causing them to peak, the scarred brunet couldn't help but moan though the sound was mostly lost to
the loud music still pounding around them, still flowing through him. His own length was swelling in his leather as they continued to move together,
always in time with the music but he knew this was only temporary, neither of them were trying to hide the interest they had in each other even though
they hadn't even seen each other properly and it would only be a matter of time before they took their meeting away from the dancefloor. For the time
being though, the brunet seemed intent on enjoying himself and so when he was turned on the spot once those hands had retreated from his chest. He was
as eager as his partner was to see just who he'd been fortunate enough to be found by.
His eyes widened just slightly when he laid eyes on the stunning man for the first time. As Cloud's fingers reached to trace the disfigurement across
his face, Leon's hands went to the outrageously spiked hair in an attempt to discover whether the style was natural or not and was surprised to find
the blond hair soft to the touch. He couldn't help but run his hands through the soft spikes a number of times even as the undeniably attractive male
leaned right in and licked along the pierced ear, making the brunet shudder hard against the other male. "Leon." He answered immediately, before the
blond could pull away and force the brunet to raise his voice to answer. So his partner was Cloud hm? The irony wasn't lost on him since he was a
'Squall' even if he gave the name he used on his art rather than his given name. If Cloud proved himself to be a damn good fuck then maybe he'd reveal
his real name.
His arms were up over the blond's shoulders as they moved seemingly closer still, enough for their hips to meet, Leon's growing erection rubbing
against Cloud's hip. His breathing quickened as Cloud's lips met his neck and the brunet moaned unrestrainedly, tightening his fingers' grip in the
spiky blond hair to pull lightly, a sign of his enjoyment. In return, Leon's hands moved down from the male's hair, down his back to grip
none-too-gently at the blond's backside, pulling his hips a little closer to keep that delicious friction going. Smirking faintly, the brunet hooked a
couple of fingers beneath the blond's chin to detach him from his collarbone and raised a brow, leaning close enough that their lips brushed as he
spoke, grey eyes, flashing with the sporadic lighting, were darkened with some lust and a little impatience.
"Your place or mine...?"
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It just showed what the atmosphere of a night club could do; despite often being branded as rather 'distant' by others, here Cloud was, rubbing his
growing erection against another man's cock (he felt himself get harder just thinking about it) without the slightest hint of embarrassment. All he
could think about was how to release the desperate lust that curled inside him, wanting to fuck and do nothing else, just wanting to screw the man
before the morning arrived and then get back to his normal life. Sure, the guy was damn hot, but if anything this would just be a fuck-date and they'd
leave it at that. He couldn't recognise disappointment at this realisation underneath the burning desire that had him start to grind their hips
together as a groan tumbled out of his lips, his body responding to the sexy moans that Leon was giving him. And he was giving them hard.
Fuck, Cloud was going to burst out of his clothes if they stayed there any longer.
Another groan fell from his throat as he felt a slight tug at his hair and then some hands gripping at his ass, Cloud breathing warmly onto his
partner's neck as blood started to rise to the surface, undoubtedly creating a sexy red hickey to match Leon's sexy scar. He found himself
automatically thrusting his hips forward as he continued to rub their cocks together, his erection now struggling to escape the confines of his pants
as the rhythmic pounding from the floor drew tingles up to his throbbing member. He hadn't felt so lusty in a long time - it would just be another one
night fuck but the foreplay had never been this brilliant.
Leon. He would try and remember it - there was always the possibility that he'd blur into the crowd of previous lovers, but somehow he didn't
think that he'd be forgetting this man any time soon. He was probably the hottest man Cloud had ever laid eyes on, although that could be the hormones
talking...oh, who cared? All he wanted now was to fuck, the rest could wait until the morning. And he hadn't had a drop of alcohol yet so he'd have no
regrets then, either. What a great night.
Leon. A lion and a wolf. Hot.
Leon. Leon, Leon, Leon...
He found himself momentarily stunned as his chin was brought up and he was faced with that amazing face again: the scar, the eyes, the sharp
features...Holy shit, this guy was hot. He knew that, he fucking knew that, but he couldn't get over it. Leon's small smirk only sent fireworks
shooting through his body and he could feel sweat around his cock already, pre-ejaculate budding at the tip as he finally heard the proposal.
Finally he could satisfy the slaving lust that tore at his insides. Well, he would, eventually.
"Your place." He replied immediately, without a second thought, voice thick with lust and hoarse with passion. There was no way he could have Leon
back at his place, not with a hyperactive Yuffie prone to return at any moment as well as pretty little Aerith sitting at home; it was far too
dangerous. "Lead the way."
Reluctantly, he pulled himself away slightly and his cock throbbed violently as the friction that was hinting towards release was taken from it, and
he flicked a glance impatiently towards the doorway, thinking of a way to get out quickly without being harassed or trapped along the way, although he
was finding it ridiculously hard to even think straight right then.
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Ooc: Sorry about the massive delay, I haven't been online much these last few days. ^-^"
In all the times he'd visited 'Reality', the brunet couldn't remember ever being as hard as he was right then. Even the sexy little minx he'd met some
weeks ago didn't compare to the blond he had been found by that night. He couldn't help but wonder if this guy was a regular he'd not come across
before or if this was not only gonna be a one-night stand, but the first and last time he'd see the guy. It was a sobering thought, not that he was
really inebriated anyway, but it would serve to decrease his arousal if he kept thinking too much about it, so instead, he lost himself to the heat
and the music and the man in front of him. He too felt as though his clothing was too restricting, to hot as the heat and friction between them
continued to rise. They would both cool down some once they left the club but there was no doubt in his mind that it would not be hard to rekindle the
lust once they were behind closed doors.
Since it made no difference to Leon where they ended up, he was glad only when he got a straight answer and was only too happy to think ahead to where
they'd end up within his house, after all the brunet didn't care where or how they ended up fucking, just as long as it happened. For all it mattered
to him, as soon as the door was closed behind them they could be at it against the wall or on the floor. The couch was a little further away from the
door but just as good a place to indulge themselves, or they could make it all the way to the bedroom. It didn't matter just as long as one or other
of them got fucked and pretty damned soon since the brunet felt as though he was going to lose his mind if he didn't find some relief sooner rather
than later. His head spun at the speed that they were arranging this joining but he needed to get laid and that was all that was all that mattered.
With a hickey forming on his collarbone and a sticky patch in his leather where the tip of his cock pressed near painfully against the confining
material, Leon was only to happy to lead the way to his place but he too felt near desperate to push their bodies flush against each other again as
soon as they were parted even by the smallest amount. Immediately he began thinking along the same lines as Cloud regarding the fastest way out and he
grabbed the blond's wrist, all but shoving his way through the crowd.
Since most partons parted with only minimal effort it wasn't too hard to make their way through towards the exit and out into the cold evening air.
With the onset of winter there was quite frequently a chill wind blowing and once they were out of the heat and closeness of the club, the euphoria
and lust he'd been consumed by ebbed a little and he glanced back at his potential bed-mate. Even by the harsh orange light of a nearby street lamp,
the blond looked so damnably sexy, perhaps especially because of the prominent erection he could see tenting the man's pants. His own was only
marginally obvious since his pants were that much tighter. Glancing dubiously at his bike, he tried to decide which method of transport he would
prefer.
On one hand, he could drive them both back on the heavy black bike since it would be quicker to get them back to his flat but the vibrations caused by
the huge engine on the beast of a machine would drive him nuts, even if the same couldn't be said for 'Cloud'. On the other hand, they could walk,
since his place wasn't too far away but it meant taking longer to get there and walking in the cold. Since he had already had a couple of drinks that
night and with a heady mix of lust and drink clouding his mind, he thought it best, even if it cooled their passions, to walk back. At least they
could take a fast pace and it would give him a little time to clear the fog from his mind. He did want Cloud, so fucking badly, and he would still
when they reached his flat but if they walked, he wouldn't crash and he might actually be able to think straight long enough to remember where he'd
left the lube in his room.
With a short jerk of his head, he started off at a brisk walk away from the club, the pounding of the bass from within the club that vibrated even
through the pavement faded as he went. "It's not too far from here, a few blocks down. Come on, it'll take a half hour, tops." He announced, wanting
to be there already, and the impatience was obvious in the speed of the walking pace he had set. He didn't care about small talk, didn't care to know
about the man he was taking home and although it felt a lot longer than it was, it wasn't too long before Leon was letting them into his fourth floor
flat and hurriedly closing the door behind them. "Bedroom's on the other side of the lounge." He announced, already bending in those sinfully tight
pants, to remove his boots.
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[ No problem. :p ]
As he looked around for a place to exit, cock throbbing and head spinning as he reeled after having parted from such a needed contact, he
felt a hand grab at his wrist and he was dragged through the crowd, still unable to think straight until he was let into the bitingly fresh air and a
sudden cool splashed over his body, although the heat and moisture in his pants refused to subside, and it took everything in him to stop himself
jumping his partner right there and then.
He took another chance to drink Leon in. He was so damn fuckable, and then some too. He was hotter than anyone Cloud had been with before,
and that was saying something. He couldn't take his eyes off him and for the first time that night, a twinge of disappointment sprang his abdomen as
he realised that he might not see him again. Yuffie didn't like dragging him to the same club twice in a set time period, after all.
He nodded as Leon said they'd walk, and followed at a similar pace, all the want and desire now focussed lower down in his body as he was finally
allowed to allow his head to clear...a little. It was still evident in his impatient stride and fierce eyes that he was a slave to his own lust and
would happily fuck Leon on the street, but he had enough control to restrain himself right now.
He allowed himself to wonder what was going to happen. Would he top, or would Leon? Maybe both. He smirked as the thought crossed his mind, although
an angry throbbing from down below as desire threatened to take him again quickly took his mind off the sex...a little. Instead, he began to think
about what would happen after...and what would happen? He wanted to see Leon again...but maybe that was just his cock talking.
Stop it, Cloud. Just focus on walking. Walking.
When they finally were inside the flat, Cloud wasn't quite as hard as he had been before, although the mention of the word 'bedroom' set him right off
again, and he was driven by an insane desire to fuck the other man right now. Mind hazy again as lust took over, he quickly kicked off his boots, and
took the other man in his arms, landing a violent, forceful kiss on the other, even as Leon bent over to remove his own boots - God, Cloud wanted a
piece of that ass so badly.
"Alright." He said quickly, not wanting to bother going to the bedroom at all when they could just bang against the fucking wall but complying anyway,
making his way in a matter of seconds to the bedroom and beginning to pull at his stupid clothes as quickly as he could, although the speed only had
him tumbling onto the bed as he tried to get his shirt off. He couldn't calm down. Not now.
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Once they were back in the warm, even if it was only the brunet's flat, the same lust that had gripped him before radiated through him in waves all
over again, especially as the needy way he was grabbed and kissed. It made all logical thought flee his mind as they kissed, Leon's boots abruptly
forgotten. He responded eagerly, almost as desperate as he had been back at the club to do away with the foreplay and get down to the fucking. The
kiss was one that had promised so much more if only he'd hurry things up a little. To his irritation, not only was Cloud going ahead of him into the
room so he couldn't have the pleasure of all but tearing the other's clothes off, but his boot was stuck, thus making it take even longer for him
prepare himself. Growling at the offending article and finally managing to yank it off, he tossed it aside, made sure the flat was locked and hurried
towards the bedroom.
To save time, he shed more clothes along the way, his shirt being tossed carelessly aside but the single belt that held up his pants seemed reluctant
to come undone, the other decorative belts clanking as he fought to undo the one that would allow him to finally drop his pants. Perhaps it was
because he was so desperate to free of his clothing that made him think so but it seemed as though it was taking ten times longer to undress than it
normally would.
With the heat still pulsating within him, driving him on, he emerged into the bedroom and pushed the tight leather down, revealing that as could have
been predicted, he wore nothing beneath the restricting leather. As soon as the pants were pulled down enough, his rigid cock sprung free, standing
proudly from his body in the warm air and swaying just slightly as he stepped out of the leather and approached the bed. With all his clothes shed,
two tattoos were revealed. One, a simple tribal tattoo circling his left bicep and the second, the same silver lion's head, and roughly the same size
as that on his pendant, located on the outside edge of his right hip, just on the swell of his backside.
Without wasting any time, he climbed onto the comfortable double mattress and toed his socks off almost at the same time as he set upon his bedmate's
pants, fumbling to get them undone while Cloud worked on removing his share. Once the shirt was over his head and out of the way, the brunet took the
opportunity immediately and crushed their lips together in a forceful, passionate kiss that had their tongues rubbing and coiling in each other's
mouths. As soon as slender fingers had undone the blond's pants, Leon abruptly pulled the clothing down and after breaking the kiss, the pants were
removed completely and tossed aside while grey eyes, dark with lust, raked appreciatively over the exposed flesh beneath him even as a hand came to
stroke over the other's body in a moment of calm.
Breathing just slightly heavier and remaining above the other for the time being, Leon leaned in and latched himself onto a dusky pink nipple, licking
and biting gently at it to coax it into a hard little peak. Conveniently, the lube, a small vial of some kind of scented oil, possibly used for
massages, was sat innocently on the small bedside cabinet in fairly easy reach but rather than reach for it himself, and thus give up his attention on
the other's nipple, he spoke against the sensitive flesh, warm air brushing over the wetted skin. "Lube's on the side." He breathed, warm hands
lightly gripping the blond's hips to steady himself. "I don't care who tops as long as we get release." He murmured, his mind clearly not on whether
or not they'd see each other again but rather on how soon they could put aside words and simply get down to the sex.
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As Cloud still struggled to get his shirt off, torn between arousal and annoyance, he felt Leon get onto the bed and pull his pants off just as he
finally managed to remove his shirt; a moan tumbed from his lips as his erection was finally released as Leon began to undo his pants, and the subtle
pain from the pressure started to subside, though the throbbing through his body threatened to take him right there and then.
Fuck that. He didn't care what he did so long as he could come. Hard and fast.
Barely a second passed before a forceful kiss captured his lips, and when he felt the delicious nudity of the other male against him - had he really
taken that long to remove his shirt? - he automatically bucked his hips forward, pressing desperate cocks together in an attempt to finally find
release, although it only seemed to accelerate the tension further, and an impatient moan rumbled his body as the kiss was broken, his pants pulled
off, and a hand stroked his body in a way that almost sent him over the edge.
He opened his eyes to see the sexy man dip towards him and latch onto his nipple, and he almost let out a cry of pleasure as his nipple, too, became
erect and responded to the bites and licks of the other man. He moaned, barely able to hear what the other said for the pleasure, the friction between
his cock and skin too much to bear as the wet on his nipple cooled into an icy, pleasurable rush.
He shifted slightly, panting as the throbbing increased and blood started to pound in his head, and reached over, capturing the bottle of lube in his
hand and shuffling enough to free his cock, before he poured the oil liberally on his hands and began to rub it on, the touch of his hands on his
penis sending him crazy, almost painful as the skin was tight over the head. He breathed out as his body responded to his touch, but restrained
himself enough to push Leon away from him and lie him face down on the bed.
He knelt above his partner, eyeing the lion's head half on his butt cheek and making a mental note to ask about it later, as well as ask about the
scar, but he couldn't think about that, not now. He smoothed his hands over Leon's ass so the oil shone on his skin and gently ran his fingers down
the crack, shoving two fingers in without mercy and spreading his fingers out, desperate to get in there himself.
He pulled his digits out abruptly and shoved his cock in, the lube sliding effortlessly through the hole, moaning at the amazing tightness of his cock
inside Leon's ass, and immediately began to pick up speed, unable to think straight as the lube enabled him to thrust in and out smoothly.
"Gods...Oh, Gods...Le...on..."
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Cloud's was the first moan since they'd set foot in Leon's apartment and by far it wouldn't be the last. The brunet loved to hear his bedmates moan
since he was usually almost disturbingly quiet during sex and always insisted that his partners make as much noise as he could coax from them. It was
something that he enjoyed, seeking his partner's particularly sensitive areas and wringing deep, lusty sounds from them, ones they couldn't hold back,
couldn't suppress, so full of passion and want that his own need increased with theirs. He wasn't a whore by any means but he'd had his share of one
night stands, and his share of serious relationships for that matter, and his life outside of work had become a simple quest to find release with one
man or another down at Reality.
When Cloud started lubing himself up, Leon had to pause a moment to watch, watching as the blond handled himself, smearing the sweet smelling oil
liberally across his cock and he let himself imagine, just for a minute, how he was going to feel when that slick cock slid into his ass. If Cloud was
good as he anticipated, he'd return the favour but thoughts of that could wait until after this sexy blond was buried completely inside him. He was so
distracted by his lewd thoughts that it came as a small surprise when he was pushed away and down into the mattress.
This kind of handling was something his last partner hadn't indulged in and he'd missed the rough treatment, missed the dirty language and everything
that came with a night of really satisfying sex. He'd get what he wanted, what he needed from Cloud that night, he knew.
He wasn't disappointed and he shook slightly with anticipation as he felt oily hands stroking over the pale skin of his ass before dipping into the
crease. He opened his mouth to deman that Cloud hurry up when two fingers suddenly and without warning plunged into his ass. There was pain, searing,
burning pain that raced up his spine and he closed his mouth on a healthy chunk of the duvet on the bed to quiet the groan, a convoluted jumble of
please and pain, so that only a muffled grunt and a quiet moan escaped him even as he pressed back against those buried fingers.
It wasn't long before cock replaced fingers and the brunet couldn't help but moan in return that time, feeling every inch of the length that filled
him. He was panting quietly by then, his body breaking out in a light sheen of sweat, his bangs already clinging to his sweaty face. He felt as though
he became impossibly harder when he heard not only another delicious moan from the blond but a moan of his name. Few of his former bedmates had
bothered moaning his name and he hadn't cared much about it, but to hear his name moaned with so much desire and to know that it was because of him
made his erection hard to the point of pain as the hypersensitive head touched occasionally at his abdomen, smearing semi transparent liquid across
his belly.
He pressed back into each thrust after that, reaching beneath himself to grip his own aching cock and help himself along, a stutter of the blond's
name came out in warning not long after he'd started stroking himself off in time with the other's thrusts and soon enough, he was finding that
release that he'd needed since the club. A short, wordless cry left parted lips, since he couldn't even remember the blond's name as he came, despite
having said it only minutes before, feeling the other's cock deep inside him as he released over his stomach and the sheets beneath them, chest
heaving as he panted for breath and eyes closed as his length softened. Words eluded him right then and for the time being at least, he seemed content
to just bathe in the warmth as he came down off his orgasmic high.
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As he thrust in and out, for the first time in a long while, he found himself not just thinking about his own pleasure, but his partner's, too. As he
moaned Leon's name and called out to whatever ruled above, he couldn't help but notice that Leon was being somewhat...quiet. He'd had one amazing moan
from the other when he'd first entered but since then...Cloud couldn't stay quiet himself, so he didn't bother trying, groaning in pure pleasure as
Leon thrust back against him, only accelerating the friction between their bodies, lessened by the lubrication but still enough to make distorted
words tumble from his lips as Leon's ass seemed to constrict and relax around his cock, sending waves of pleasure rippling through his body.
"Oh Gods...you fucking sexy...Leon...you're fucking amazing..." He breathed, wrapping his arms desperately around his partner, feeling their
torsos pressed together in the most erotic way, his legs turning to jelly underneath him as he came closer and closer to what he was sure would be the
best orgasm he'd ever had. He pumped his lower body harder, hearing a stuttered mutter of his name underneath him that almost sent him over the edge.
The pleasure increased to crazy heights until he began to wonder whether it would ever peak and release, and finally he heard that desperate cry as
the other came beneath him, and it only made him thrust harder and faster, until finally his pleasure tipped and released in a huge flow, pleasure
rippling over his body, penis convulsing, his seed flowing into Leon's body.
"You fucking bastard...oh, Holy shit..." He moaned, pressing his face into the other's back and tensing all his muscles as the aftershocks
kept on coming.
"You're...the best fuck I've ever had." He breathed, tightening his grip, still inside his partner. "You dirty little bastard."
Slowly, he pulled out, another moan escaping his lips as the friction on his softening cock almost made it hard again. A fleeting thought of asking
the other to shower with him crossed his mind but he realised how badly he still wanted it, and he flipped his partner over roughly, crushing their
lips together and reaching down to stroke the other's cock.
"I want it against the wall next time." He moaned, already feeling his cock harden again, despite the sensitivity. "I don't know when. But soon.
You're fucking amazing."
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It was impossible to describe just how it felt to have the man come inside him. Sure, he could go into explicit detail of how he could feel the cloudy
substance flowing into him but it was the feelings it all elicited that he could not put words to. His entire backside was sore with the force of the
other's thrusting and it was with some discomfort that he allowed Cloud to pull his softening penis from his aching ass. Once more he felt every inch
of the other's cock leaving him, something that almost had him whimpering with the loss as he felt so completely empty once again. The other's words
already had him in mind of what else he might be able to do to confirm the blond's insults, though insult was too harsh a word for comments that held
no bite of hostility. Even as he caught his breath and his body relaxed, he was smirking into the duvet he was pressed into as the blond left his body
comepletely.
He hadn't said anything in response to the man's words, didn't really feel the need to just then as he gave them both a few moments to calm their
minds and their bodies. However, his efforts to steady his heartbeat were in vain as he found himself being turned onto his back with some force and
his gasp of surprise was swallowed in a needy kiss that he was all too eager to participate in at the same time as a hand closed around his sensitive
cock to coax it into hardness once more. When Cloud broke the kiss to speak, the brunet made sure to tug lightly on the blond's bottom lip before he
could pull away entirely, grey eyes, dark with passion still, locked on the blond.
"Want me against a wall?" He repeated quietly, his voice sounding deep and smooth as he looked up the male. "I'm sure it can be arranged." He
conceded, that smirk back on his lips even as he propped himself up on his elbows and gazed down to watch as Cloud stroked his cock, the formerly limp
organ swelling and hardening in the blond's hand. "I want you first." He announced, his voice dropping into a low growl as he rolled them over,
pinning Cloud to the bed by his shoulders, which meant that he could still stroke him into hardness.
Since the edge had been taken off by the release both of them had been seeking, it meant that he needn't rush as he prepared them both, coating his
fingers with the same oil used on himself and stretching Cloud with a little more gentleness than had been used on him. He may have been preparing him
a little more gently but he had no intention of going easy on him once his cock was buried inside him.
It wasn't long before he was positioning his erection, glistening in the dim light of the room, against the slick ring of muscle and with that smirk
on his face yet again, he teased the head of his penis in and out, back and forth, just enough to cause pleasure, but nowhere near enough for it to be
satisfying for either of them. "You felt so fucking good inside me..." He breathed, watching the tip of his cock disappear inside the blond. He leaned
over the other, moving Cloud's legs up onto his shoulders and then bracing himself with his arms on either side of his bedmate's head. A bead of sweat
weaved its way down the inside of his elbow as he eased himself inside the male slowly and completely stopping only when his hips were flush against
the blond's ass. Only when he was ready did he begin moving, setting his own pace of deep and fast thrusts but once more he was barely vocal at all,
though that was not for lack of stimulation.
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"Mmmph." Cloud managed a small grunt of pain as the other tugged lightly on his bottom lip, although it sent another ripple of pure ecstasy through
his body. He was exploring things he'd never bothered to notice before; before, it had always been a quick fuck, him usually topping, a satisfying
orgasm, and then goodbye. This was...this was electric.
"You want me...?" He repeated, voice husky as he continued to stroke Leon's cock, watching in wonder as it became hard under his touch. "Bastard..."
Before he could say anymore, he was rolled suddenly onto his back, although he kept a loose grip on the other man's erection, still stroking it, his
own member throbbing angrily as it was ignored, swelling to a full length as the proposal of another damn good fuck came up when he let go of his grip
in order to watch the other, fascinated, as he coated himself and his fingers in that oil, torturously slowly, possibly the sexiest thing he'd ever
seen. The oil glistened in the moonlight from the window and just like that, his urge came back again in a huge rush, and he found himself bucking
expectantly towards the other as deft fingers stretched him, the mild, sudden pain quickly merging into desperate pleasure as he eagerly awaited for a
cock to be put inside him, to satisfy the burning desire that reared as quickly as it had done earlier.
As if he enjoyed torturing him, Leon teased him, slipping only the head in and out, coaxing a little bit of pain, a lot of infuriating but completely
unsatisfying desire, and again and again until he let out a cry of frustration.
"Gods...get on with it, you bastard." He moaned desperately, the earlier desperation settling quickly, his hips automatically bucking forward as his
legs were placed on smooth shoulders and a pair of hands held either side of his head. He missed him already. "Just get in th--ohhhh...." He groaned
helplessly as Leon slid inside him, the pain finally easing into pure, pure pleasure, although he let out another frustrated cry as the movement was
stopped, muscles twitching inside him as they begged for stimulation to continue.
He couldn't care less at that moment that the other wasn't making any noise, as nice as it would be, he wouldn't have been able to hear anyway above
his own groans, his constant mentions of the word "bastard" lost amidst helpless moans. The tension around his cock grew and grew and, once again, he
wondered when it would finally peak. To help himself along, he reached forward and gripped firmly around his own cock, beginning to thrust his hands
up and down it in time to Leon's, but finding himself unable to keep it up as he lost himself in the sensations that ran through his body, his
desperate bucking forward as he begged for Leon to go deeper and faster, the ripple of pleasure down his spine and legs as he gripped tighter with his
lower limbs. Finally he came to another mind blowing climax, no less amazing than before, cursing and groaning as he came, pouring his seed both on
Leon's torso and his own, his back arching, his seed warm and thick on his skin, still moaning as the aftershocks sent his body into convulsions.
"Holy shit..." He moaned, reaching forward to grab Leon's ass and push him yet deeper, eyes rolling as his climax began to ebb away.
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For the entirety of the time Leon spent preparing the blond, there was a faint smirk on his face as his partner cursed at him, demanded that he move
faster, harder, deeper, to just get on with it already but if there was one thing the scarred brunet knew, it was that the pleasure was always so much
better when one was teased, no matter how infuriating it could be. Despite them only meeting for this one night of passion he wanted to make it as
good as he could, to make it memorable. Perhaps such a night would discourage him from taking too many strangers to his bed before he caught something
from one of them, or they weren't as harmless as he initially considered them to be. Cloud had made their first round pretty damn mindblowing and now
he was going to return the favour.
Even as Cloud moaned out his appreciation of the brunet's actions, Leon remained quiet, the only sounds being mostly those of his laboured breathing
and the delicious sound of his hips slapping against the blond's backside. Although he wanted to keep hearing the arousing sounds that his bedmate was
filling the air with, he wanted a heated kiss even more and so he cut the blond's moans off with a hard, messy kiss as he repeatedly rolled his hips,
fucking the man as hard and deep as he wanted it. He couldn't remember ever having fucked or been fucked by someone like Cloud, who wanted it rough
and hard as he did himself, who wasn't afraid to curse and swear in the midst of their erotic joining. If Leon were more vocal then perhaps he would
have been saying similar things to his partner right then.
When Cloud neared his climax, Leon could feel it in the tightening of the passage around his aching erection and it spurred him on to thrust as deep
as he could. The muscles clenched around his cock impossibly tightly as his bedmate came, prising a muffled groan from the brunet which only increased
slightly in volume as the blond reached for his ass and pulled him closer still. A few more deep, deep thrusts later and Leon was spilling himself
into the other with a moan that he muffled by biting lightly into the male's shoulder.
Panting hard above the male, arms shaking subtly as he continued to support himself, he gradually forced his eyes open as warmth flooded his body,
making him lethargic. He gazed down at the blond even as he caught his breath and then lowered himself atop the other, pulling out at the same time
before he rolled over onto his back on the bed and lazily swirled a finger through the drying fluids on his chest before smirking faintly and popping
the finger in his mouth for a taste, the arm dropping back to his side when he'd licked it clean. "Hyne above." He breathed, chest heaving as his
breathing slowed. With his free hand he brushed his sweaty bangs from his face and just lay there for a while, waiting for his body to calm down.
He knew he should clean the sweat and ejaculate from his body but right then all he wanted to do was lay there atop the sheets and relax until he fell
asleep. Cloud was probably the best fuck he'd had in years, if not ever and he knew already that he'd be comfortable just falling asleep with Cloud
sharing the bed but a nagging part of him wondered whether he would awaken the next morning to find Cloud gone. It shouldn't have mattered, since he
had stacks of work to do and Cloud was just a one night stand but still. Normally he'd be the one to kick his bedmate out in the morning, but he
supposed he'd see how it went come morning. If he had any intention of showering before going to sleep, he didn't show it.
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Despite the overwhelming sensation of his orgasm, Cloud couldn't help but smirk as he finally heard the other let out a groan, albeit muffled. The
fact that Leon had been silent all this time only made the groan that much more exciting and erotic, and it made the pleasure inside him swell to know
that he had made him moan. Just as he arched and Leon came deliciously into him, the feeling indescribable, he let out a cry of shocked pain as a bite
was placed on his shoulder. The pain was delicious, as gentle as the bite was, and it sent waves of pleasure through his shoulder to meet with the
aftershocks gathering in his torso.
He groaned, the breath taken from him, as Leon exited, leaving a rather empty feeling in his lower body, his body finally relaxing back onto the bed,
sweaty and exhausted, but completely satisfied for now.
"You're...the best fuck...I've ever had." Cloud breathed, running his wet fingers through his hair and feeling as it fell gently back into place
again, the sweat making a few locks stick to his face. His breathing was still heavy, his heart pounding as he already began to think about what would
happen next time. Against a wall...
He lay there for a few minutes, warmth in his body tempting him to sleep there with Leon, calm feelings washing over his body, making his eyes close
automatically, although less than a minute later he snapped them open again, realising that he should get back. A one night fuck, that was all. He so
badly wanted to ask about the scar and the tattoo but he also wanted to leave Leon to rest. He looked so...amazing lying there, pendant glinting in
the moonlight, face relaxed, but with the sweat and fluid still coating his toned body. He was everything Cloud wanted, but he knew it would probably
be their only night together...or would it?
"You promised me it against the wall..." He reminded Leon, reluctantly sitting up although it made his head spin after the heated contact. "So I'll be
waiting there at the club tomorrow night...I'll be looking for you." He muttered, not looking to see if Leon had even heard him; it was almost
painful to know he had to go.
"Well...tonight anyway, seeing as it's past midnight, I think." He added absently, sliding his feet off the bed and looking around the room for a
towel to wipe himself with, not wanting to bother taking a shower until he got back to his apartment. He didn't want to go...
Eventually locating a towel somewhere, although he was too out of it right now to take in his surroundings, he ran the soft material over his overly
sensitive body, already wondering whether he'd be able to see Leon again, whether they could have another fuck. Holy shit, he hoped so. He'd give up a
week of sex just to have another orgasm with that man.
Almost without thinking, he shuffled around for his clothes in the moonlight streaming through the room, and slipped them on, although they seemed too
tight now that he had relaxed; he would much rather have stayed naked. He looked out onto the street as he pulled on his trousers and vest, thinking
that he'd have to get a taxi, seeing as he hadn't a clue where he was.
Fully clothed, he flicked a glance back towards Leon, and couldn't help but climb on the bed to give him another full on, messy kiss, pressing hard as
if to promise what would come. With that, he sighed and made his way out of the room, pulling his shoes on and out of the door. When he finally
located his way outside, the cold air was refreshingly biting but he still felt hollow; he missed him already. Pushing a few coins into a nearby phone
box, he telephoned for a taxi to take him home.
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Only mumbling an affirmative to being a good fuck, the brunet didn't move, just lay there, basking in the warmth and lethargy of two absolutely
unbelievable orgasms brought on by this one stunning man. He had no illusions regarding what had happened and what would in the future though. Cloud
was his bedmate for one night and then they'd go their own ways. Leon at least had responsibilities he couldn't neglect no matter how much he might
want to spend another night with the man. He got down to Reality as often as he could to unwind but with a schedule such as his, where inspiration
struck him at the strangest of times, sometimes he could only draw at times when he could be at the club. He could think about it later, when his mind
was clear and not hazy with the lingering feelings that came with a particularly amazing orgasm.
When Cloud sat up, the scarred male followed the motion with his eyes, unwilling to follow the blond's example and sit up himself. It made him even
more tired just to watch the other moving about so he closed his eyes, just listening to the blond move and speak. He gave a small nod to the other's
words, too weary to try and think about whether or not he really could make it the following night. He would try if nothing else. Of course it never
occurred to him to exchange numbers with the blond if they were going to make this more than just a one night thing. He didn't recall having promised
Cloud that he could have him against the wall, only that it could be arranged but he supposed the wording didn't matter, one way or another it would
seem as though they'd be seeing each other again.
He watched with half lidded eyes as the blond wiped himself down and dressed himself once more and the fleeting thought that he should show the man
out crossed his mind before he decided that Cloud was a grown man and didn't need to have his hand held as he left the flat. So with that in mind, he
just admired the other's body until it was hidden from him, not thinking about anything in particular for a little while.
It was eagerly that he shared in the kiss, moaning quietly into it as the soft, wet sounds of their lips meeting were the only things to be heard. He
wouldn't deny that he wanted more, that he too wanted another meeting but couldn't guarantee that he would be there when the man wanted him. Since
they'd only just met, the brunet thought of it as being little consequence if he didn't show up, since he highly doubted that Cloud would go back to
that same club just so that they could meet up again. It may have been good sex but a part of him wanted it only to be coincidence if they did hook up
again, since getting attached was not an appealing thought for him. He didn't know Cloud well enough to want to explain it to him though.
When the door to his flat closed, signifying that Cloud had left, Leon relaxed atop the sheets and finally closed his eyes to sleep.
It was a full four days before he could get back to Reality. He had much to do and little time to do it which meant that he couldn't help but miss the
night Cloud wanted to meet with him again. After two all-nighters and four days in total packed full of work, he finally had a moment to himself.
Cloud hadn't been forgotten but he highly doubted that the blond had waited for him for four nights, so he had no illusions of meeting the man that
night so he dressed as he would have for anyone else, a pair of jeans that night, dark ones, with a black t-shirt with a silver chinese style dragon
coiled up the left side, his usual boots and several earrings but he'd accessorised a little more by wearing a tight collar around his neck and a dark
coloured, leather wristband with small chains hanging off it. Eyes rimmed with liquid eyeliner made them a shade darker and another tattoo had been
added to his small collection though that one too was hidden beneath his clothing and still a little tender he noted.
Since he intended to drive back home that evening, he gave the drink a miss and moved directly onto the dancefloor, keeping an eye out for Cloud but
not expecting to see him.
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As soon as he was let out of the taxi and back into his flat, he heard Aerith's frenzied voice from the sitting room, and he paused before closing the
door to listen.
"You could have at least watched him, Yuffie! I know you're young but with a drink or two he could have an accident!"
"He's 22, Aerith! Stop worrying! If you're that worried I can go out and --"
"No, no, you're right, I'm being silly. But did he have his phone on him? I tried earlier but maybe we should --"
The blond shut the door with a soft click, and immediately the voices stopped, Aerith's soft footsteps echoing through the hallway, and then a pair of
arms were wrapped around his neck, seemingly uncaring of the faint moisture that still resided on his skin.
"Oh, Cloud, I was so worried!" Aerith sobbed into his neck. "It's not like you to --"
"Don't be silly, Aerith. I don't need this every night." He insisted, prising her away from him and raising an eyebrow at Yuffie's
'I'm-going-to-kill-you' gestures.
Pulling his boots off, he made his way slowly into his own bedroom, part of him wanting to take a shower but too tired to do so. He didn't think he'd
be able to sleep that night but as soon as he put head to pillow he fell into a long sleep, already buzzing with anticipation about seeing Leon that
night.
* * *
When he woke up he felt distinctly uncomfortable, his tight clothes were sticking to him, body smothered within the sheets. He groaned and stretched,
flicking a glance at the clock that informed him that it was 3pm, meaning he'd crashed for at least half a day of sleep.
"Aerith? Did anyone ring for any work today?" He called out wearily, voice husky from his deep sleep.
"No. You're lucky! I was considering waking you up." She called back. Cloud nodded and sighed, sliding out of bed. His desire and anticipation from
last night had ebbed away slightly during the night, and he realised there was no use of getting too excited, especially for someone who was just a
fuck buddy.
As he finally stepped, naked, into the shower, the cool water was refreshing, although the rivulets of water reminded him inevitably of deft fingers
over his torso, a warm mouth on his nipple. He sighed as he was thrown violently back towards what happened the night before with no escape; it was
stupid to get so excited over the prospect, especially when there was every chance that Leon wouldn't come. Still, that fact didn't stop him
eagerly waiting for night to come, working out the rest of the day and spending longer than usual to get ready for going out.
He shouldn't have been surprised not to see Leon anywhere, even as he waited for what seemed like hours, dancing boredly with other men but denying
their proposals. Even though he had known it would be a one night stand it hurt not to see Leon again, dancing in that delectable
way of his, sliding with the same erotic pace that he insinuated into his sexual actions. Cloud didn't even go home with anyone that night, seeming
rather upset.
He tried again the next night, but he still couldn't enjoy himself, and it annoyed him immensely that someone he'd known for one night could have such
an effect on him. He, who prided himself in being able to keep people away if he knew it wasn't a good idea to bring them close. After that,
he gave up, and followed Yuffie to various other nightclubs, pushing Leon further and further to the back of his mind, forcing himself to forget how
amazing their fuck was, how amazingly good looking his partner had been...to no avail.
* * *
Four days after the night they spent together, Cloud finally got some work to distract himself from the boredness that had consumed him. He was
pleased to be able to get away from the flat, where Aerith, Yuffie and Cid were beginning to annoy him some.
He enjoyed his job; being able to yield a weapon and help others, even if it did cause pain to some, was such a powerful job, and he knew he was one
of the few that had such a career. Aerith hated it a lot of the time, but she understood that it helped, and today he left in the morning and insisted
that he'd be back by midnight. Such was the job of a mercenary.
When he'd finished, at around midnight like he said, he decided to walk back home even if he was some way away. It had been a long day of hiding and
shooting and protecting, which had culminated in a deep slash across his upper left arm, bandaged roughly with white material. Nevertheless, the
success made his eyes bright and a small smile crossed his lips as he made his way down the streets, the faint pounding of music down a busy corner
thumping underneath his boots. The rest of his attire was simple, a white shirt with a black leather jacket and black trousers, none too tight fitting
but still enough to show off what he had. He hadn't bothered with too many accessories that day, just a thick leather belt and some bracelets as well
as the eyebrow piercing and single ear stud - he had to remain inconspicuous.
As he turned the corner, the flashing lights of 'Reality' came into view, and he stared at it, what had happened a few nights before suddenly coming
back forward, even if he'd made a conscious effort to try and forget. He never had, he could still remember the feel of Leon's cock in his ass, and it
still made him shudder.
He took a step towards the club, but stopped. He doubted Leon was in there, but what if he was? Then it'd look like Cloud had been coming here every
night, looking for him...he didn't want that. He wasn't a chaser. But still...after such a long day, a drink would be nice. Taking a deep breath, he
went past the bouncers, feeling a little under-dressed, and stopped as soon as he entered, the warm atmosphere hitting him immediately. He ran his
eyes over the dancefloor, promising himself that he wouldn't look for anyone in particular, but the brunet caught his eye almost immediately. A jolt
ran through his stomach but he ignored it, creeping around the crowds discreetly, fighting off hordes of girls on his way, and stopping at the bar to
ask for a shot.
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Forgetting something was easier said than done and Leon hadn't deluded himself into thinking that he could forget the blond as easily as he might have
liked. He could still call to the forefront of his mind, the night they'd shared, the feelings that had been evoked during it and the sight of the
blond naked above and beneath him. He also knew that while he wouldn't easily forget that night, there wasn't likely to be another like it so he let
go of it, pushed it from his mind and concentrated on other things. His work was important to him, since it paid for his food, his nights out, his
travel expenses, the fuel for his bike, the bills and everything else that he needed for home and for work, from artist supplies to a book or movie
that caught his fancy. Sure, there were occasions when he absolutely despised his editor but he wouldn't miss his deadlines unless he had no other
choice.
Perhaps he should have said outright that he wasn't likely to be able to make the meeting but at the time, he'd been too sated and content to think
ahead of that night. Now though, the prospect of perhaps being slammed up against a wall and taken hard was more appealing than he cared to admit
after too many nights of having no-one come to his bed. He had been looking forward to taking someone to bed that night but after such a memorable
night with Cloud, no-one he saw at the bar or on the dancefloor really appealed to him right then. Oh they were definitely attractive and almost eager
to the point of being pushy to get into his pants considering how he was dressed that night but he didn't want any of them. He at least consented to
dancing with them though, and so he pushed his troubled thoughts aside.
He knew better than to get attached to someone and although their night had been nothing short of incredible, he only need look in the mirror to be
reminded of just how things could end if he became more attracted to Cloud than he already was. Spending those days apart from Cloud had allowed him
to distance himself a little, rein in his emotions and remind himself of why he only spent a single night with a person.
So as he moved as though his body were an extension of the music, just as he had the first night he met Cloud, he expected nothing and thought
nothing.
He was vaguely aware of how three people came and went, moving against him for a few minutes before dancing away to someone else. One even had the
cheek to pull on the collar around his neck, drawing him close as if to kiss him. It was nothing really unusual for a night at Reality and the scarred
brunet danced the night away.
It was only after he'd left 'Sanctuary', the shop within the club, after buying a few things, including lube, cuffs and a dvd, that he stepped out
and past the bar with the intention of going home for a night in front of the tv and a drink. The spikey blond hair was unmistakable, although he
thought the blond was a little overdressed for the club with barely any flesh showing at all. At least Leon had his arms bare and his shirt rode up
when he wanted it to in order to reveal toned abs, his hair was dischevelled and the collar had been pulled enough to have left red marks all around
his neck.
As soon as he saw Cloud, the greater part of him wanted him to just walk on by. After all, the blond man was just another one night stand who he
needn't speak to again. The smaller nagging part of him wanted to at least apologise for the fact that he didn't turn up that night that Cloud had
wanted to. He wouldn't have to explain the reason behind his absence, but he could apologise for it, and so with that in mind he stood behind the
blond and leaned in, breathing lightly, warmly over the male's ear as he whispered his apology for having missed their date of sorts, his little black
bag of goodies held out of the way as he leaned in.
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As he downed three shots in as many minutes, he forced himself not to look towards the dance floor. Already the woman next to him at the bar was
trying to engage conversation, but he ignored her completely, focusing only on the drink running smoothly down his body and inducing a new sense of
euphoria in his chest as the drink worked its magic, although he hadn’t had nearly enough for it to go to his head, and for that he was grateful. He
didn’t want to do anything irrational, or say anything he wouldn’t usually say. He was careful with his drink, that was for sure.
It unnerved him to think of Leon sliding delectably on the dance floor, engaging a lucky partner in dance. It made him…jealous and that
irritated him. The last thing he should have been feeling was jealously – especially with Leon, who was just a one night...He shook his head, pulling
his cell phone from his pocket and smirking, amused, when he saw at least three messages from Aerith.
‘It’s past midnight. Just checking that you’re alright.’
‘Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot to mention in that last message, someone called for you. They said well done. Was it your work? Call me when you get this,
you must have finished by now.’
‘Cloud, where are you?’
Smiling, he pushed in a message back insisting that he was fine and was just having a quick drink, even though he knew that wouldn’t soothe Aerith’s
nerves any. Relaxing, he drew his mind from the brunet behind him somewhere and focused it towards the job he had taken that day, the satisfying feel
of knife through skin, bullet through flesh, and the almost tantalizing pain of someone else’s weapon through his arm. Pain…He sighed again, reminding
himself inevitably of the pleasurable torture Leon had put him through and he shook his head, wondering whether his mind would ever let go of the
other man.
Just as he began to slip his jacket off from the heat, a warm voice tickled his ear, and sent that warm wave spiraling through his tense body. There
was no doubt who it was; he was tempted to play dumb but his body refused to remain impassive as that sexy voice went straight to his groin.
“It’s…it’s alright.” He said quickly, pushing some money towards the barmaid for his drink and pulling his half-removed jacket back onto his
shoulders. “It’s been a long day, I just came in for a drink, that’s all. I wasn’t expecting you the other night, so it’s alright. I just missed
fucking you, that was all.” He forced a smile and spun on his stool, his knee coming into contact with something rather oddly shaped in the bag that
Leon was holding. …Handcuffs?
Oh, Gods no. Don’t even think about that, Cloud.
“What’ve you got in there?” He asked curiously, standing up and running fingers through blond locks, looking towards the door as if he was preparing
to go out already, despite his body already begging him to take Leon right there at the bar. Why did he have to be so damn hot?
Damn him.
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He didn't really have much of an idea of just how he affected the blond even just by speaking to him but Cloud had a similar affect on him, but only
when he was breathing in his ear as he just had with Cloud, or if he was talking dirty. Although, he would admit if pressed that a bolt of arousal had
gone straight to his groin when he first caught sight of the blond at the bar, his mind flooded with images of that one night that he would say he'd
gone so far as to dream of, but he'd certainly thought about it a good deal since that day. He would admit that a part of him had regretted missing
the 'date' since he knew then what he was missing. It would have been so much easier to go without the night together if they hadn't been together
once already and he hadn't known just how good a fuck Cloud was. Since he had known, he'd wanted another night like it and it had been painful to
watch the clock tick on past their allotted meeting time.
As it was, he seemed to be able to get a second chance. He had felt a pang of guilt at knowing that Cloud had indeed waited for him that one night but
he highly doubted that the blond had stuck around the nights after that to wait for him. It was just a stroke of luck that they were meeting once more
and the male's appearance supported the claim that he'd only come in for a drink.
It was made infinitely hard to concentrate though since he couldn't really take his eyes off Cloud's lips as he spoke, remembering how they'd felt
against his own. He did though, raise a slender chocolate brow when Cloud announced that he'd missed fucking him. In all honesty, he'd missed being
fucked.
When the blond turned on the stool, presumably preparing to leave, the brunet tried to jerk his bag out of the way quickly so that Cloud wouldn't
knock into it, since he didn't want the dvd getting damage, only he wasn't quite quick enough. However, when he was asked about the contents of the
otherwise inconspicuous black bag, he shrugged slightly and without a hint of embarrassment, pointed across at the looping pink lighting above the
door to Sanctuary on the side of the bar, opposite the door to the club. "Just went into Sanctuary for some stuff. More lube, a dvd that I've heard is
good for a night I don't get out to the club and some new cuffs after I broke the last pair. So these new ones are stronger." He announced, a small
smile curling his lips as his thoughts ghosted over the memory of how they'd been broken.
"I was just on my way out when I saw you. If you want, you can come back to mine and we can have that night we missed out on. I've got my bike, I can
drive us back too, so it'll be quicker if you wanted to try out the cuffs too." He offered in a low voice, tugging lightly on the collar as it rubbed
a slightly sore area on his neck. Without waiting for an answer, he raked his fingers through the blond's hair and made his way towards the exit and
out towards his bike, leaving the offer open for if the other wanted to follow him. He didn't have a spare helmet but Cloud could take his if he did
want to come. If he didn't then perhaps he'd check out the dvd instead when he got back and in the meantime he stored it in the bike's compartment
beneath the seat after removing the helmet from it.
After diggin the keys out of his pocket and swinging his leg over the bike, he waited a moment to see if Cloud was indeed going to climb on behind him
so that he could hand over the helmet, revving the engine in preparation.
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It seemed that Leon's offer was impossible to miss out on - not only could they 'have that night' they missed, but Cloud was sure he could tie Leon's
hands together with the handcuffs behind him, slamming him hard enough into the wall that he created a dent. The idea was tantalising, and he could
already feel his body thrumming in anticipation, but a part of him wanted to decline the offer; it had been a long, hard day, and he didn't
want to seem too desperate, either. Still...
To hell with it. Cloud wanted to give Leon an even better memory to do with handcuffs. He didn't just want to make him smile, he wanted to
made him hard with the thought.
He smirked, "if you want me that badly." He shrugged, tone arrogant, eyeing the collar around Leon's neck and imagining Leon naked with just the
collar and the handcuffs underneath him...It was something he couldn't resist no matter how much he tried, and once slender fingers found their way
through his hair, he found his feet automatically following the other man out of the door, despite his inner protests to what he was doing.
On the way, he pulled out his phone and sent a small message to Aerith telling her that he would be out a little longer because he'd 'found some
friends'. Satisfied, he slipped the phone back into his jacket pocket, still feeling wrongly dressed, but he hadn't planned to come here either...and
now his groin was telling him that it had been the right thing to do. Again, the cold air was refreshing, especially as his body had started to
respond to the vivid mental images swirling in his head.
He eyed Leon's bike appreciatively, and stepped forwards to sit behind him, although declining the helmet.
"I usually ride mine without one." He said, running a few fingers through his hair and allowing a small smile to cross his lips. It was probably a bad
idea to do this again, and the vibrations from the engine weren't helping any, but he just couldn't resist.
First he latched his grip onto Leon's waist, but then he shuffled forwards until his chest was pressed against Leon's back, groin against ass, legs
against legs, and snaked his arms around Leon's waist. Before Leon would have a chance to put his helmet on, Cloud made sure to lean forward and
whisper in Leon's ear.
"Make sure you ride this hard and fast, just like I'll do to you later." He promised, and then leaned back ever so slightly to just enjoy the ride.
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The brunet wondered if Cloud was having the same thoughts as he was regarding their meeting, since he shouldn't be doing it again if he wanted to
remain detached but he couldn't decide if he'd be disappointed or not if the blond didn't follow him out. He supposed it would be for the best if
Cloud didn't come and he would be able to sever all ties with the blond and allow himself to distance himself from the man properly. However, a minute
after he'd straddled the bike, the maching shifted slightly and the sound of material brushing over the leather of the seat reached his ears,
informing him of how Cloud had indeed decided to take him up on his offer.
He shrugged when the blond declined the helmet, brushing his hair from his face so that he could put it on himself. "I don't usually during the day
but I do at night when it's more dangerous. Especially around here when the drunk drivers come out to play." He explained briefly, waiting for Cloud
to get comfortable. He wasn't expecting the blond to press himself flush against his back, enough so that he could feel the other almost molding to
his back, and then whisper something that made a shiver run down his spine that had absolutely nothing to do with the chilly evening air. He gave no
reply to the statement, only resumed pulling his helmet on, feeling the man withdraw just enough so that the heat between their bodies was bearable
and not distracting, and then he leaned forward into the bike, kicked the kickstand back and set them on their way.
A journey that took about a half hour on foot took a mere ten minutes on the bike as the brunet handled the machine with ease. The vibrations from the
engine were something he was used to and as a result, they didn't affect him nearly as much as they could have considering how his thoughts were
currently rolling in the gutter. He guided the bike into the apartment block's underground parking lot and cut the engine, removing his helmet,
replacing it in the seat and grabbing his small bag of goodies to take up with him and after making sure the machine was chained, he led the way to
the elevator without hesitation, though it took far too long in his opinion, with Cloud tagging along. He just wanted to get behind his closed door as
soon as he could.
The closer he got to the flat, the more vivid their previous encounter became and the heavier the cuffs seemed to feel in the bag. He wasn't nearly as
needy as he had been the last time, as they hadn't really indulged in any kind of foreplay just yet, but he was eager enough to get to his flat.
He closed the door behind them both, set his keys and wallet aside and removed his boots as he had the last time they'd come in together, dropping the
bag of lube and whatnot to the floor while he did so. His mind was on the words that had spoken into his ear on the bike and as he did think about it
he became gradually more aroused, enough that a small bulge was forming in his jeans. As though it were a common occurance, the scarred male wanted to
take his toys into the bedroom and set them away before he focused on Cloud, since he didn't feel swept away in lust just yet.
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