Final Fantasy 7

 Hojo's Pleasure Dome
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(part 2)

Sephiroth closed his eyes in meditation for a moment. He and Cloud despised each other now. There had been a time once, long ago, however, when the blond rebel had respected him and admired, even loved him. ~Hojo wants to see me raped, does he?~ Sephiroth opened his eyes and glared at the man outside the tank. ~There's no way out without Hojo opening this damned thing. But I can still ruin his plans.~

Sephiroth moved to where Cloud was sitting. He reached down to take Cloud's chin in his hand. leaning forward to kiss him. He wasn't thrilled with the prospect, but if his day was going to be ruined, then so was Hojo's. He'd make it look very obvious that he wanted this and was enjoying it. That would ruin the grimy little pervert's twisted fantasy.

As Sephiroth drew closer, it triggered a memory in Cloud's mind; he and Sephiroth at a party. It had been a costume party and a fellow grunt had been planning to go as Sephiroth. The two boys had been in love and the boy knew that Cloud had had the hots for the handsome young general. He and Cloud had planned for them to make love after the party with the boy in that disguise. It was, they'd believed, the closest Cloud would get to his unreachable dream.

Cloud had arrived at the party and had seen Sephiroth in the corner. Sephiroth was acting as a chaperone, though Cloud did not know this. Cloud had not yet met the man and thought that it was his friend in disguise. He had asked the General to dance, unaware of who he was. Sephiroth had shaken his head, 'no'. But he had nodded in agreement when Cloud had suggested they go for a walk.

As they'd strolled along the beach in the moonlight, Cloud had reached out and had taken the boy's hand. Sephiroth bit his lower lip, his sexual shyness in stark contrast to the bravery with which he lead his troops.

"Surely a big strong SOLDIER like you isn't afraid of someone holding his hand." Cloud ribbed, playfully.

Sephiroth turned to say something, but was cut off by the loud thunderclap that heralded the arrival of a typhoon. He and Cloud had run from the shoreline to avoid being electrocuted, laughing as the torrents soaked their clothes and their bodies. And then Cloud had turned and had kissed Sephiroth. Had he kissed the boy he'd been seeing, he would surely have noticed the difference. But this was Cloud's very first kiss. It was as sweet as the rain and as powerful as the lightning.

"No one has ever kissed me before." Sephiroth had whispered in Cloud's ear.

Cloud had gone white as a sheet. This was Sephiroth! The real Sephiroth. Not his friend in costume! He had just...

"Oh, shit!" Cloud had yelped. "Sir, I'm sorry, I..." He whispered a silent prayer of thanks to the gods for the night. At least the darkeness would hide the damp spot on his pants his recent orgasm, had left him with, his virginity leaving him unprepared for the shock of realizing that the object of his desire was now there in his arms.

"No need to apologize," Sephiroth had shaken his head as he'd leaned forward and returned the kiss.

It had been even sweeter than the first one.

Now as they stood encased like a dome-covered timepiece, Sephiroth leaned foward. As he did Cloud remembered that kiss, there on the beach. His eyes drifted shut, just as they had done back then, when he'd realized that Sephiroth loved him. They had never gone beyond kissing, of course. The differences in rank had forbidden it, and Cloud was not of legal age. He didn't want Sephiroth to get into trouble.

~He still loves me,~ the silver-haired man realized. ~At least, some part of him does.~ he leaned closer, his lips almost touching Cloud's. He could feel Cloud's breathing; hot, trembling, and accelerated. Then his lips touched Cloud's and he felt a tremor of longing throughout his body that surprised him.

~I'll never be able to hurt him,~ he thought. ~Not even if he hurts me. He's too precious to me. I'll win him over.~

Something jolted Cloud back to his senses and he slapped Sephiroth across the face.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he exploded. "The day I let you touch me is the day I die." He wondered how many men and women Sephiroth had seduced and used, or had outright raped since he'd gone mad.

"If you don't make love with me, you *will* die." Sephiroth reminded him, stifling a glare for the pulsating handprint the slap had left upon his cheek. "Cloud, listen to me," he continued in a whisper, "if we make love, Hojo will open the cage to try and join us. The man is that much of a pervert. When he does, we can escape and free your companions."

Cloud looked at Sephiroth distrustfully. "It wouldn't be making love, Sephiroth. It would be rape-by-proxy. And why would *you* want to help us all escape anyhow?" Even nude Sephiroth was a formidable figure and Cloud was reminded, for a moment of statues he'd seen depicting ancient gladiators who fought naked in the noonday sun.

"Because you and your little group have been doing a wonderful job distracting Shinra while I've been working out my plans." Sephiroth

replied, truthfully. If they were going to get out of there, he realized, he would have to give Cloud a reason he could believe. Giving no reason or the old "because I said so" or "just because" would not sway Cloud.

"I don't like it at all," Cloud told Sephiroth, "but it looks like we have no choice." he conceded, sighing grimly. Cloud began to move closer, but Sephiroth blocked him before he could get too close.

~What's with him?~ The blond rebel glared at Sephiroth as he mentally tried to sum up the situation. ~One minute he's kissing me like I'm his dream date, the next he's playing hard-to-get?~

"I've made it up," Sephiroth replied, "but before we begin, let's get one thing straight. I don't do one-night-stands. In fact, truthfully, I've never done anything like this before in my whole life."

"Are you telling me you're a...?!" Cloud's jaw dropped. This was completely unexpected. Most of the evil, powerhungry warlords he'd read about had had at least a dozen people they'd used, abused, and cast aside. He didn't believe it for one second. There was no way Sephiroth could be a virgin! "Yeah, right."

"It's true," Sephiroth insisted, looking annoyed that Cloud would think he would just hop into the sack with just anyone who came along. "I don't want you going around telling everybody about this. Got it? If you go around boasting about 'bagging Sephiroth', I'll make your death as painful as possible."

"I have no intention of boasting," Cloud assured Sephiroth. He couldn't believe Sephiroth would suggest such a thing. Did Sephiroth actually think Cloud would be proud to sleep with a murderer like him? Maybe Sephiroth thought Cloud might boast the way a hunter boasts after killing it's prey. Either way, he wanted to make one thing perfectly clear to Sephiroth: "I don't want *anyone* to know that I had to touch you. Just the idea of it makes me sick."

"You didn't look sick when I kissed you." Sephiroth pointed out. "In fact, you looked like you were enjoying it. In fact, I think you're still in love with me."

"I was *not* enjoying it!" Cloud protested. "Furthermore, I do *not* love you, Sephiroth. I did once, long ago. But that love died long ago. You built its funeral pyre when you burned down my home town."

"Really? Let's just see how much you don't love me..."

Sephiroth stepped closer, his body now pressed against Cloud's, and covered Cloud's lips with his own, savoring their taste. "You taste the same as you did just after you first kissed me." he whispered in Cloud's ear. "Is it possible that I'm the only one you've ever kissed. Why is that, I wonder?"

Cloud forced himself to allow his eyes to drift shut. ~Don't think about it,~ he thought to himself. ~Just imagine yourself being in the arms of the one you love. Don't think about what's happening. You can get through this. It's just another unpleasant thing you have to do to get free.~

"You do love me, after all." Sephiroth whispered in Cloud's ear. "You wanted our kiss to be the one you would always remember. That's why you never kissed anyone else."

"And how would you know how lips kissed by more than one person would taste, Mister virgin?" Cloud asked, sarcastically.

Sephiroth returned Cloud's sarcastic tone of superiority with a belittling chuckle.

"My senses are very keen," he explained. "As for knowing I was the only person you kissed, despite my virginity; its because my scent is the only one I detected on your lips just before I kissed you. Each person has his or her own unique scent, too faint for most people to detect. When I kissed you, no one else's scent was upon your lips."

Sephiroth lowered Cloud onto the floor of the sample tank and kissed him, chastely, upon the lips. They were both virgins, Sephiroth knew. He also knew that if he made the first move, it would ruin Hojo's fantasy even more. His fingertips caressed Cloud's face, then moved, experimentally, down the boy's chest until they drifted over a nipple. He touched it as tentatively as one might handle a rose; the flower whose timeless beauty was slightly marred by the sharpness of it's thorns.

Cloud's own fingers mimicked Sephiroth's movements, until they brushed against one of Sephiroth's nipples. He felt a warmth against his belly as the other man's knees buckled and Sephiroth slumped against him. ~So, he *is* a virgin after all,~ he thought, smiling as Sephiroth blushed against his shoulder.

Hojo raised an eyebrow as he watched Sephiroth slump over.

"Hmph," the scientist muttered disapprovingly. "I was hoping you'd be able to hold out a little longer than half a minute, Sephiroth."

Sephiroth was still looking rather ashamed when Cloud lifted his face and claimed his lips, lowering him to the floor and laying beside him.

"You do have a lot of things to be ashamed of," Cloud told Sephiroth, "but your virginity isn't one of them."

Cloud propped himself up, on one elbow and looked down at Sephiroth. He moved his fingers downward, pushing one into Sephiroth's unsullied anus, then withdrawing quickly as Sephiroth hissed in pain.

He ran his fingers through the warm semen that was still coating his belly, getting them as wet as possible, then slipped one back into Sephiroth. It wasn't much of an improvement, but it seemed to help a little. He withdrew his fingers and re-wet them, slipping them back in until Sephiroth's inner walls were slick with Sephiroth's own seed.

Then, carefully, ever so gently, he guided the tip of his erection to Sephiroth's tight heat.

"I... I can't." Sephiroth whispered, flinching away, timidly, turning red with embarrassment and shame at the sound of his own words . Despite the change in his personality after his 'discovery' at Nibelheim, Sephiroth was still shy when it came to sex.

"Yes, you can." Cloud whispered in his ear as he gently drew Sephiroth back toward him. "Easy now," he whispered as he carefully guided his turgid erection, inch by inch, into the hot tightness of Sephiroth's nether passage.

"Oh gods, it hurts." Sephiroth panted. "It hurts so badly."

Cloud reached down and began to caress Sephiroth's star, then encircled it, rubbing it until Sephiroth's arousal grew and he began to thrust his erection within the circle of Cloud's fingers. Now certain that Sephiroth was ready, Cloud renewed his exploration of the virgin territory within Sephiroth.

As he pushed slowly in, he imagined Sephiroth's inner walls being spread by the flared tip of his erection.

Sephiroth closed his eyes and forced himself to relax as he was penetrated and his virginity was taken from him. He could feel Hojo's eyes upon him, watching every part of his debasement. He wanted to rip those eyes out. He wanted to kill Hojo. He wanted to claim the boy who was slowly penetrating him. Wanted that boy to claim him.

"Please, Cloud," he whispered, shamefully, "be gentle?"

Once he was fully inside Sephiroth, Cloud kept his erection perfectly still. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he strove to maintain control. He carefully stroked and kissing Sephiroth's nipples while the silver-haired man adjusted to being penetrated for the first time. Only when he felt Sephiroth relax did he begin to move inside the older man; slowly first, then picking up the pace until he could no longer hold back.

Sephiroth bucked, violently, as his second orgasm wracked his body. His hair flew, wildly, about him, as he thrashed about like a hooked marlin, still impaled on Cloud's erection.

Then, Cloud was crying out, his own orgasm passing though his body in pulsating waves of pleasure that started at the base of his scrotum and travelled through his erection following the path of his ejaculation as he pumped his seed into Sephiroth's spasming anus.

Hojo stood up and crossed to the sample tank, opening, as he unzipped his pants, intending to teach Sephiroth how to give expert head. As soon as the door was up, Cloud and Sephiroth took the opportunity to make their escape. The barely managed it, both of them weakened by their recent orgasms. But between the two of them they somehow succeeded in trapping Hojo in his own sample tank.

Sephiroth spotted their clothes and pointed them out to Cloud with a wavering fingertip.

"Once we're out of this building, we go our separate ways." Cloud told Sephiroth. "And don't worry, I'll keep my promise. I have no intentions of boasting."

They dressed quickly, ignoring the pounding and protests coming from the sample tank, then rushed out of the lab.

Once they had made it to the prison block, Sephiroth made quick work of the guard, then tossed the key to Cloud. "Take your friends and get out of here." he whispered, quietly.

Cloud went to the doors and opened them, to release the other Avalanche members. He turned to say something, just in time to see the door to the stairwell closing silently in the wake of the former General.

"Cloud," Tifa asked, "how did you escape?"

"I don't know." Cloud told her. "Someone knocked me out and I found myself in the corridor with the guard dead. I grabbed the keys and opened the door."

Tifa frowned. She knew Cloud was lying, but something told her not to push the issue so she let it go. All that mattered right then was getting themselves and their fellow rebels out of Shinra Inc.



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Sephiroth felt shame burning through him at the loss of his virginity. It was a feeling he despised. It made him feel weak, less than the man he knew he was. He had to purge that feeling, had to drive it from him once and for all. He drew his sword and sliced off the head off a young Shinra executive who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. The head went flying through the air and struck the back of another Shinra employee who was a few yards down the hall. But Sephiroth's speed and agility was such that the man barely had time to turn before Sephiroth brought Masamune down at an angle and sliced him, diagonally, in two. He dispatched the two approaching security guards with a level 1 lightning spell. He didn't even slowing down as he ran for the stairwell leading to the next level. Without breaking stride, Sephiroth turned his mind toward the door he was approaching, bending it to his will, opening it effortlessly. He ran through and leapt over the railing, floating easily, but swiftly, down to the next level, his hair and cape billowing around him.

Sephiroth literally flew past a group of Shinra executives who were waiting outside the conference room, his sword held out to one side. His speed and strength and the length of his sword were so great that he sliced the ten executives in half as if they were nothing more than paper dolls.

A team of security guards came running and immediately turned around when they saw who they were dealing with. With a single thought, Sephiroth turned them all to stone, then shattered them into fragments.

Just one more thing to do.

Sephiroth flew into the stairwell and up to the topmost level, ignoring the winding staircase. Then out the door, which opened as easily as all the others. He flew out the door, staying near the ceiling, and into President Shinra's office.

President Shinra was going over his speech notes, unaware of the danger that howevered above him. He would tell the world how Shinra would protect them from Avalanche, about how Avalanche been responsible for bringing the Sector 7 Plate down. Then he would reveal his plans for Neo Midgar. The public would see Neo Midgar as Shinra's way of restoring what Avalanche had stolen.

"The Promised Land is in our grasp." he smiled.

"I'm afraid your plans are being changed," a familiar voice reverberated through his mind. It seemed familiar, as if he should ed his eyes in meditation for erted to hear it echoing through his head that he couldn't place it.

President Shinra tried to look around for the source of that voice, but his body would not move. Fear rose up within him. What the hell was going on?

"You see, " the maddeningly familiar voice went on, "I cannot let you have the Promised Land. It belongs to my mother and I."

Terror filled President Shinra as the last piece of the puzzle clicked into place. He heard the rustling cape in the air above him. His last thought before Masamune impaled him was:

~Sephiroth.~

Leaving his sword buried in President Shinra's back, Sephiroth flew upward, cloaking himself in a shield of invisibility as he heard Avalanche approaching. Part of him wanted to kill Cloud for being the one to take his virginity. But he stayed his hand for the moment. He still needed Cloud to carry out his plan. Once that was out of the way, he would deal with Cloud in a fitting manner.

~I'll make the little bastard marry me.~ he thought. Not only would that restore his personal honor, for he believed that the loss of his purity without the benefit of wedlock left a stain upon him that he found unacceptable, but it would make the handsome blond rebel his prisoner for life.

Handsome blond rebel? Well, Cloud was quite handsome. And Cloud had been very gentle when he had taken him. He wondered if Cloud would be that gentle on their wedding night.

Cloud stared at the sword protruding from President Shinra's back.

"President Shinra is dead. " Barrett observed. "That sword. Is it?"

Cloud nodded. "Sephiroth's sword: Masamune. If the sword is here, he's not far behind, so be extra careful. He added a mental footnote, ~especially since I stole his virginity.~

Sephiroth waited inside while Cloud and the others went outside to confront Rufus Shinra. Then followed Aeris, Red XIII, and Barret as they took the external elevator to the ground floor while Cloud battled Rufus Shinra on the top of the Shinra Tower.

A helicopter arrived and flew Rufus to safety. Cloud raced back inside and ran to the elevator, taking it to the first floor where he met up with Tifa. "Take the others to the motor pool." he told her. "I'll join you shortly."

When he caught up with Tifa and the others at the motor pool he was sitting astride a powerful black and silver motorcycle. They were waiting in a truck that Barrett had hotwired.

Every now and then Aeris would look over to Tifa as if to say something, but then she'd fall silent.

Tifa was about to ask Aeris about it when Cloud raced into view astride two tons of roaring steel.

With a 'follow-me' gesture, Cloud raced through Shinra building, the others not far behind in their truck. Sephiroth also followed Cloud, staying out of sight, as Cloud lead Avalanche from the Shinra tower.

Once they were all outside, Sephiroth kept watch until Avalanche was safely away. Then, he leaned against the wall and sighed.

"We are one now, Cloud Strife," he vowed, "Body, mind, and soul. We were bonded the moment you touched me, and I will never let anyone else have you."

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