late - final fantasy vii - final fantasy in general - 24 voyeurism
final fantasy vii, sephiroth/zack.
"it's zack's face he watches avidly."
nc17, sex, for the prompt "voyeurism" (24).
cloud stops just before he reaches the doorway. he is quite sure from the noises he can hear that he should turn around, walk around the complex once or twice, and then come back, claiming it had taken him some time to make himself presentable. instead, he inches closer to the door, which is open a chink. almost invitingly. it isn't easy to see into the room. he's almost afraid of falling from this awkward angle and betraying himself.
it is zack and sephiroth. the very idea makes cloud catch at his breath at the same time as he realises he's already half hard. he bites his lip hard to remind himself to keep silence. he is not going to walk away from this - not if he can watch, and not be caught, anyway. he carefully braces himself against the sides of the door and moves closer to the little chink.
zack is on his back half on and half off sephiroth's desk. his legs are spread wide and sephiroth is leaning over him, one hand on the desk for support, the other holding zack's head still as he leans down to kiss him. when he thrusts into him, zack cries out and cloud stifles a whimper. he never thought about zack this way before.
a wry voice inside assures him that he will think of zack like this again. many times.
sephiroth grunts softly when he's fully inside zack, and zack is squirming. they kiss again and cloud swallows hard. he tries to remind himself of where he is but all the same he finds himself pushing his hand into his pants. he's fully hard now, hard and aching, and he squeezes his cock gently to alleviate the ache, closing his eyes. and then opening them again as zack cries out again, straining to see every detail.
it's sephiroth he's dreamed of before. but it's zack's face he watches avidly, fancying he knows what causes every flicker in that expression. he imagines sephiroth inside him, hard and deep, himself in zack's position, and groans under his breath.
he backs away when zack reaches up to slip his arms round sephiroth's neck, lifting himself up to press against him. he hears zack's cry of orgasm and runs before he hears sephiroth, runs to find somewhere private.
he will just have to be late after all.
"it's zack's face he watches avidly."
nc17, sex, for the prompt "voyeurism" (24).
cloud stops just before he reaches the doorway. he is quite sure from the noises he can hear that he should turn around, walk around the complex once or twice, and then come back, claiming it had taken him some time to make himself presentable. instead, he inches closer to the door, which is open a chink. almost invitingly. it isn't easy to see into the room. he's almost afraid of falling from this awkward angle and betraying himself.
it is zack and sephiroth. the very idea makes cloud catch at his breath at the same time as he realises he's already half hard. he bites his lip hard to remind himself to keep silence. he is not going to walk away from this - not if he can watch, and not be caught, anyway. he carefully braces himself against the sides of the door and moves closer to the little chink.
zack is on his back half on and half off sephiroth's desk. his legs are spread wide and sephiroth is leaning over him, one hand on the desk for support, the other holding zack's head still as he leans down to kiss him. when he thrusts into him, zack cries out and cloud stifles a whimper. he never thought about zack this way before.
a wry voice inside assures him that he will think of zack like this again. many times.
sephiroth grunts softly when he's fully inside zack, and zack is squirming. they kiss again and cloud swallows hard. he tries to remind himself of where he is but all the same he finds himself pushing his hand into his pants. he's fully hard now, hard and aching, and he squeezes his cock gently to alleviate the ache, closing his eyes. and then opening them again as zack cries out again, straining to see every detail.
it's sephiroth he's dreamed of before. but it's zack's face he watches avidly, fancying he knows what causes every flicker in that expression. he imagines sephiroth inside him, hard and deep, himself in zack's position, and groans under his breath.
he backs away when zack reaches up to slip his arms round sephiroth's neck, lifting himself up to press against him. he hears zack's cry of orgasm and runs before he hears sephiroth, runs to find somewhere private.
he will just have to be late after all.