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In The Closet - FFVII (Zack/Cloud)
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Title: In The Closet or All Zack's Fault
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII (pre-game, not Crisis Core compliant)
Pairing: Zack/Cloud
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Unrepentant smut. PWP
Word count: 1450
Summary: Closet sex. Seriously.
Cloud was starting to think that Zack was a bad influence on him.
"Ah," he gasped, voice hitching as Zack's cock forced past the tight ring of muscle between his cheeks and pressed deeper. Cloud's fingers tensed, digging grooves into the cheap drywall he was braced against.
Behind him Zack purred low in his throat, the sound rumbling through the blackness inside the supply closet as he nudged carefully inwards, steady and unhurried. Once he was fully seated he leaned in close, hooking his chin over Cloud's trembling shoulder.
"You look fucking hot like this," he murmured, tongue swiping at Cloud's ear.
Cloud's cheeks flamed in the dark. "W-what?" he whispered back, shifting against the hot heavy press of Zack's cock inside him. "Surrounded by mops and buckets?"
A silent laugh puffed against his cheek. "More like pinned against the wall with my cock in your ass," Zack corrected. "But close enough." One of his hands drifted down to encircle Cloud's erection, pumping him knowingly. "Okay?"
Cloud hissed and thrust against Zack's hand, feeling Zack's cock twitch inside him. "M'fine," he managed after a beat. "Do it."
Zack nipped at his earlobe. "Whatever you say, babe."
Zack's cock burned nearly as much pulling out as it had going in and Cloud bit his lip hard, waiting for the ache to subside. The hand on his cock squeezed encouragingly, teasing in all the best ways, and then Zack's hips snapped forward, driving into him hard and making both of them groan.
"Mmm," Zack murmured, a warm, meaningless tumble of sound that stroked like wildfire down Cloud's nerves. Zack's free hand flattened against the wall beside Cloud's as he established a rhythm, his tongue snaking out to taste the sweat-slicked skin of Cloud's neck. "Gorgeous."
"Ngh, stop that," Cloud panted, fighting to keep his voice down as Zack set about driving him crazy with teeth and tongue and cock.
He could feel Zack smiling against his neck. "Stop what?" he asked innocently, and his next thrust made Cloud bite off a strangled scream, stars exploding in his vision as Zack's cock stroked over that perfect spot inside him. "I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific."
Cloud whimpered, short nails gouging deep furrows in the wall. "Ass," he accused breathlessly, neck arching as Zack's mouth fastened on a spot just below his chin. "Not - ah - so high…"
"Mm?" Zack hummed.
How was he supposed to think with Zack thrusting into him like that? "No h-hickeys above the collar," he gasped out, his voice all over the scale. "I've got - haah - patrol this ahh, afternoon."
Zack's mouth lingered for a heartbeat, Cloud's pulse thrumming double time beneath careful teeth. Cloud was gathering his breath for another complaint when Zack dragged himself slowly away, his breath gusting hotly across wet skin. "Spoilsport," he accused, fondly amused. "Where's your sense of adventure?"
"In the closet," Cloud retorted before he thought better of it and Zack chuckled.
"Hells, if I'd known that was all it - whoops."
"What?" Cloud hissed, dreading the answer.
"Someone in the hallway," Zack said into Cloud's ear, hardly more than a whisper. "Better keep quiet."
Cloud could hear the footsteps now, a steady thump of standard issue boots heading towards them. He faltered, alarm jangling belatedly down his nerves, but Zack didn't slow, just kept fucking him slow and deep as Cloud's body clenched panic-tight around his hard length.
"Za-"
"Shh." Zack's hand covered Cloud's mouth, sweat and dust mingling with the salt tang of his skin when Cloud darted his tongue out to taste. "Trust me."
You're insane, Cloud would have said, only Zack chose that moment to pick up the pace and the words were lost in a low groan.
Zack was fisting him tightly now, sword-calloused fingers stroking with just the right amount of pressure to drive Cloud mad. He whined in frustration, writhing on Zack's cock, but Zack didn't falter, his control absolute. With a silent apology to his common sense Cloud gave in to the inevitable, shifting his legs wider as he rocked back hard into Zack's next thrust, hyperaware of the footsteps passing right outside the door as he fucked himself on Zack's cock with shameless abandon.
He was practically sobbing with need by the time the echo of the footsteps faded, his cheeks damp with sweat beneath Zack's hand. Then Zack leaned forward, his furnace heat draping over Cloud's back and his hand squeezing Cloud's cock, tight and perfect.
"Go on," he murmured huskily, nipping at Cloud's chin. "Let me see."
Another thrust, two and Cloud lost it, biting at the skin of Zack's palm to keep from crying out as his orgasm ripped through him. His knees threatened to buckle and Zack's arm wrapped around his waist, his semen-slicked hand curling under Cloud's rucked-up shirt as he jerked him back onto his cock. Cloud could feel the fine tremors running through him.
"C-come on Zack," he gasped when he regained the ability to speak. Zack's hand shifted, starting to pull away, and Cloud bit him in warning, laving the small hurt with his tongue. "Your turn."
Zack somehow managed to spare the breath to chuckle. "Since you asked so nicely," he purred, the ripple of sound making Cloud's toes curl as Zack's rhythm went erratic, his thrusts turning relentless before he finally stiffened, arm tightening around Cloud's waist hard enough to make him squeak. Zack's head dropped down to rest between Cloud's shoulder blades and they panted together for several long moments, Zack's gasping breaths against his damp collar making Cloud want to shiver.
Eventually Zack stirred enough to draw back and Cloud swallowed a disappointed whimper at the empty feeling left behind. Zack's hand slid away from his mouth, fingers catching Cloud's chin in a firm grip and tilting his face upwards for a kiss. Cloud surrendered gracefully, careless for the moment of the fact that he was standing in a supply closet with his pants around his ankles and a smear of his own come drying tackily across his stomach.
"Mmm," Zack hummed as Cloud turned to face him, strong arms caging Cloud's hips and holding him close. Cloud moaned into Zack's mouth, reaching up to wrap his arms around Zack's neck.
Only to yelp and jump when his hand knocked something off the shelf and sent it tumbling to the floor with a ringing crash. Something that felt like a broom handle glanced off Cloud's shoulder and he grabbed at it before it could knock anything else over, Zack's grip on his waist the only thing keeping him upright as his legs tangled in his pants.
"Gah," he managed, ears ringing. He could feel Zack shaking with silent laughter, patently amused. So he hit him.
"Sorry," Zack grinned, stroking the bare skin of Cloud's hip for a moment before his hands withdrew, the jingle of his belt chiming a moment later. "Guess I should have warned you about the hazards of closet sex."
"You think?" Cloud muttered wryly, not nearly as put out as he ought to be. Zack produced a mostly clean rag from somewhere and Cloud set about trying to put his clothes back to rights, shaking his head all the while. "I can't believe the kinds of situations you get us into," he remarked, fastening his pants brusquely.
"Hey now," Zack countered, sounding far too amused for Cloud's own good. "This was your idea."
"Wha - no, it wasn't!" Cloud thumped him again, glaring for all he was worth. "We're here because you asked if I'd ever had sex in a closet before!"
The shine of Zack's eyes in the dark was terribly smug. "Ah, but you answered me." Zack reached out to straighten Cloud's collar, stealing another quick kiss as he did so. "And you didn't really object very hard."
Well no, but…
"What's going on in there?" someone yelled suddenly, and Cloud's heart nearly jumped out his chest when a fist started hammering on the door. "Come out whoever you are!"
Cloud looked at Zack. Zack looked at Cloud. Cloud figured to hell with it and handed Zack the broom he still held.
"Give him that and see if he'll go away," he suggested.
Zack's teeth flashed in the dark as he grinned. "And if it doesn't work?"
Cloud shrugged with all the nonchalance he could manage. "Hit him in the head with it?"
Zack had to be a bad influence on him, Cloud reflected as Zack laughter rang brightly through the air and the pounding took on a fanatical intensity, because otherwise he had absolutely no excuse for how much trouble he'd probably just gotten them in.
~owari
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Title: In The Closet or All Zack's Fault
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII (pre-game, not Crisis Core compliant)
Pairing: Zack/Cloud
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Unrepentant smut. PWP
Word count: 1450
Summary: Closet sex. Seriously.
Cloud was starting to think that Zack was a bad influence on him.
"Ah," he gasped, voice hitching as Zack's cock forced past the tight ring of muscle between his cheeks and pressed deeper. Cloud's fingers tensed, digging grooves into the cheap drywall he was braced against.
Behind him Zack purred low in his throat, the sound rumbling through the blackness inside the supply closet as he nudged carefully inwards, steady and unhurried. Once he was fully seated he leaned in close, hooking his chin over Cloud's trembling shoulder.
"You look fucking hot like this," he murmured, tongue swiping at Cloud's ear.
Cloud's cheeks flamed in the dark. "W-what?" he whispered back, shifting against the hot heavy press of Zack's cock inside him. "Surrounded by mops and buckets?"
A silent laugh puffed against his cheek. "More like pinned against the wall with my cock in your ass," Zack corrected. "But close enough." One of his hands drifted down to encircle Cloud's erection, pumping him knowingly. "Okay?"
Cloud hissed and thrust against Zack's hand, feeling Zack's cock twitch inside him. "M'fine," he managed after a beat. "Do it."
Zack nipped at his earlobe. "Whatever you say, babe."
Zack's cock burned nearly as much pulling out as it had going in and Cloud bit his lip hard, waiting for the ache to subside. The hand on his cock squeezed encouragingly, teasing in all the best ways, and then Zack's hips snapped forward, driving into him hard and making both of them groan.
"Mmm," Zack murmured, a warm, meaningless tumble of sound that stroked like wildfire down Cloud's nerves. Zack's free hand flattened against the wall beside Cloud's as he established a rhythm, his tongue snaking out to taste the sweat-slicked skin of Cloud's neck. "Gorgeous."
"Ngh, stop that," Cloud panted, fighting to keep his voice down as Zack set about driving him crazy with teeth and tongue and cock.
He could feel Zack smiling against his neck. "Stop what?" he asked innocently, and his next thrust made Cloud bite off a strangled scream, stars exploding in his vision as Zack's cock stroked over that perfect spot inside him. "I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific."
Cloud whimpered, short nails gouging deep furrows in the wall. "Ass," he accused breathlessly, neck arching as Zack's mouth fastened on a spot just below his chin. "Not - ah - so high…"
"Mm?" Zack hummed.
How was he supposed to think with Zack thrusting into him like that? "No h-hickeys above the collar," he gasped out, his voice all over the scale. "I've got - haah - patrol this ahh, afternoon."
Zack's mouth lingered for a heartbeat, Cloud's pulse thrumming double time beneath careful teeth. Cloud was gathering his breath for another complaint when Zack dragged himself slowly away, his breath gusting hotly across wet skin. "Spoilsport," he accused, fondly amused. "Where's your sense of adventure?"
"In the closet," Cloud retorted before he thought better of it and Zack chuckled.
"Hells, if I'd known that was all it - whoops."
"What?" Cloud hissed, dreading the answer.
"Someone in the hallway," Zack said into Cloud's ear, hardly more than a whisper. "Better keep quiet."
Cloud could hear the footsteps now, a steady thump of standard issue boots heading towards them. He faltered, alarm jangling belatedly down his nerves, but Zack didn't slow, just kept fucking him slow and deep as Cloud's body clenched panic-tight around his hard length.
"Za-"
"Shh." Zack's hand covered Cloud's mouth, sweat and dust mingling with the salt tang of his skin when Cloud darted his tongue out to taste. "Trust me."
You're insane, Cloud would have said, only Zack chose that moment to pick up the pace and the words were lost in a low groan.
Zack was fisting him tightly now, sword-calloused fingers stroking with just the right amount of pressure to drive Cloud mad. He whined in frustration, writhing on Zack's cock, but Zack didn't falter, his control absolute. With a silent apology to his common sense Cloud gave in to the inevitable, shifting his legs wider as he rocked back hard into Zack's next thrust, hyperaware of the footsteps passing right outside the door as he fucked himself on Zack's cock with shameless abandon.
He was practically sobbing with need by the time the echo of the footsteps faded, his cheeks damp with sweat beneath Zack's hand. Then Zack leaned forward, his furnace heat draping over Cloud's back and his hand squeezing Cloud's cock, tight and perfect.
"Go on," he murmured huskily, nipping at Cloud's chin. "Let me see."
Another thrust, two and Cloud lost it, biting at the skin of Zack's palm to keep from crying out as his orgasm ripped through him. His knees threatened to buckle and Zack's arm wrapped around his waist, his semen-slicked hand curling under Cloud's rucked-up shirt as he jerked him back onto his cock. Cloud could feel the fine tremors running through him.
"C-come on Zack," he gasped when he regained the ability to speak. Zack's hand shifted, starting to pull away, and Cloud bit him in warning, laving the small hurt with his tongue. "Your turn."
Zack somehow managed to spare the breath to chuckle. "Since you asked so nicely," he purred, the ripple of sound making Cloud's toes curl as Zack's rhythm went erratic, his thrusts turning relentless before he finally stiffened, arm tightening around Cloud's waist hard enough to make him squeak. Zack's head dropped down to rest between Cloud's shoulder blades and they panted together for several long moments, Zack's gasping breaths against his damp collar making Cloud want to shiver.
Eventually Zack stirred enough to draw back and Cloud swallowed a disappointed whimper at the empty feeling left behind. Zack's hand slid away from his mouth, fingers catching Cloud's chin in a firm grip and tilting his face upwards for a kiss. Cloud surrendered gracefully, careless for the moment of the fact that he was standing in a supply closet with his pants around his ankles and a smear of his own come drying tackily across his stomach.
"Mmm," Zack hummed as Cloud turned to face him, strong arms caging Cloud's hips and holding him close. Cloud moaned into Zack's mouth, reaching up to wrap his arms around Zack's neck.
Only to yelp and jump when his hand knocked something off the shelf and sent it tumbling to the floor with a ringing crash. Something that felt like a broom handle glanced off Cloud's shoulder and he grabbed at it before it could knock anything else over, Zack's grip on his waist the only thing keeping him upright as his legs tangled in his pants.
"Gah," he managed, ears ringing. He could feel Zack shaking with silent laughter, patently amused. So he hit him.
"Sorry," Zack grinned, stroking the bare skin of Cloud's hip for a moment before his hands withdrew, the jingle of his belt chiming a moment later. "Guess I should have warned you about the hazards of closet sex."
"You think?" Cloud muttered wryly, not nearly as put out as he ought to be. Zack produced a mostly clean rag from somewhere and Cloud set about trying to put his clothes back to rights, shaking his head all the while. "I can't believe the kinds of situations you get us into," he remarked, fastening his pants brusquely.
"Hey now," Zack countered, sounding far too amused for Cloud's own good. "This was your idea."
"Wha - no, it wasn't!" Cloud thumped him again, glaring for all he was worth. "We're here because you asked if I'd ever had sex in a closet before!"
The shine of Zack's eyes in the dark was terribly smug. "Ah, but you answered me." Zack reached out to straighten Cloud's collar, stealing another quick kiss as he did so. "And you didn't really object very hard."
Well no, but…
"What's going on in there?" someone yelled suddenly, and Cloud's heart nearly jumped out his chest when a fist started hammering on the door. "Come out whoever you are!"
Cloud looked at Zack. Zack looked at Cloud. Cloud figured to hell with it and handed Zack the broom he still held.
"Give him that and see if he'll go away," he suggested.
Zack's teeth flashed in the dark as he grinned. "And if it doesn't work?"
Cloud shrugged with all the nonchalance he could manage. "Hit him in the head with it?"
Zack had to be a bad influence on him, Cloud reflected as Zack laughter rang brightly through the air and the pounding took on a fanatical intensity, because otherwise he had absolutely no excuse for how much trouble he'd probably just gotten them in.
~owari
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<3
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Oh my...I am really speechless~
Like, OMG: closet sex FTW! x33
Anywho, I giggled like the little rabid fangirl I am.
& reread this like a MILLION times?
anywho~I love this fanfic! :D
Will you do more? **puppy eyes** Well, you should! This is amazing! ^__^
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Thanks very much!
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sexy and oh-so fun!! <3 <3 <3
Zack is SO a bad influence on poor Cloudy! 8D
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And Zack is the best kind of bad influence. ^__^
Thanks!
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ahah, Zack does nothing but cause trouble eh?
great fic =))) thanks for sharing!
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I'm glad you enjoyed! Thanks very much!
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'Scuse me for some minutes, I need to take a cold shower. With ice-cubes. And the AC tuned up to extremely cold.
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*sends thoughts of glaciers and Canadian winters*
Thanks hon!
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But how can I deny the ultimate awesomeness which is Zack and Cloud and a -closet- for petes sake! Hehehe.
Y'know I think my favorite thing about this one is the fact that afterwards, when Zack is all grinning and teasing him I can actually visualize his face in the darkness of a closet, barely visible. The eyes and the teeth, you barely had to use more than a sentence to portray the image. :3
Loved it, I always do. Especially your Zack. <3 And how he continuously exceeds expectations in corrupting our poor Cloud, hee!
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And yay for imagery! I seem to have this amazing talent for picking situations that limit the kinds of descriptions I can use, so it's awesome to hear that the words are working the way they're supposed to.
...and Zack says Cloud likes being corrupted far too much to convince him to stop. (Cloud is suspiciously silent on the issue).
Thanks darling! ^__^
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That was so sexy, and gods, Cloud. Zack is like, the best thing to happen in your life, don't complain XDDD I loved this fic!!
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I think Cloud only complains enough to encourage Zack to try harder. *pets him*
Thanks muchly!
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See, Cloud. That is why you don't answer Zack. On the other hand, please do answer him. PLEEEASE. ALL NIGHT LONG. Mmmm.
Ahem. xD
♥
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ALL NIGHT LONG! *cough* I live in hopes that Cloud never learns how not to answer Zack. :D
Thanks!
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ZC closet porn makes me happy. I am shameless. ^__^
Thanks muchly!
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Glad you enjoyed!
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xDDD
Good job as always!
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Thanks very much!
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And toss them into unoccupied closets. ^__^Thanks for commenting!
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Glad you enjoyed!
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^__^
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closet pornnice things, don't you think?I'm very glad you enjoyed! Thanks muchly! ^__^
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And the answer to that depends on whether you mean have I written other things (answer = yes, but I don't tend to write much smut) or do I intend to write a continuation to this piece (answer = no, I think it's pretty complete as is).
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I just got home from taking my last AP exam and so I decided to get caught up with you :D
I must say, this is a lovely thing to find after 8 hours of testing in one day
most wonderful, I can always count on you for my smut and good fic needs <3
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And I'm glad to hear you enjoyed! (Although, considering how infrequently I write smut, I'm not sure I'd count on me for it :P).
^__^
Jay
(Anonymous) 2010-07-11 02:08 am (UTC)(link)Re: Jay
Thanks!
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But to be honest... Zack and Cloud are far hotter eventhough they are made from pixels XD XD Because, those pixels are SOMETHING!
Mmmmm...made me think, how could we work the young Vincent Valentine here too *_*
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Thank you for coming over here to comment as well! Zack/Cloud is definitely one of my favourite pairings, pixels or no, so I'm glad you enjoyed it! *hearts on their pixels and uses her imagination* ^_^
Though sadly, I'm pretty sure Vincent was put in stasis, like, a year after Zack was born so I doubt he'll be joining in.
We'll have to save that for the AU*laughs*Thanks again!
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You certainly deserve all the praise for this ;)
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I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for your compliments and your support!