Clack Fic With Pie
Title: Pie
Author: Mostly rainbowserenity
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Zack/Cloud
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Squeenix owns my soul.
Warnings: Awkward handjob. *sob*
Summary: Cloud decides to surprise Zack with sex-and-pie. Little does he know, there's something about to go wrong with his plan...
A/N: My friend Keeley wrote some of this. And made me write the rest. SO HELP ME, I have never written anything smutty before. *sob*
Zack was late. Inexcusably, insufferably late. His transport was supposed to have arrived four hours ago. It only took two hours to reach home under the worst of conditions. Six hours later, Cloud was still waiting. Evening had turned to night and night into early morning and Zack still wasn't home. Cloud was getting worried.
And besides that, the pie filling he'd so carefully positioned on his stomach had gone cold. And it was starting to itch. At least, Cloud thought with a disgruntled look at the light orange filling, he'd forgone his original idea of having warm pie with ice cream on it ready for Zack. At least it wouldn't have been a good idea if he was the bowl. Then he'd be sticky and cold. Rather than just sticky.
Even though now he was sticky and itchy. Not exactly the most comfortable feeling in the world. He was pretty sure Zack would’ve liked it.
Then again, Zack was rather fond of anything involving pie. And sex. So here he was, all ready for sex and pie.
Except Zack was really, really late and Cloud had no idea if he was getting back at all tonight. Maybe he’d gotten held up during the mission. Who knew? He thought in the back of his mind that Zack could’ve had the decency to call, but the sex-and-pie was supposed to be a surprise. And while Zack was talented at many things, mind reading was not one of them.
With a huff, Cloud slowly started to sit up, careful not to get the peach pie filling everywhere. He’d decided to shower and sleep while he could, even though he was pretty sure he didn’t have duty later, but the sound of the doorknob turning startled him back into submission.
“Cloud!” Zack cried from the doorway. “How - wha - how’d you get in here?”
“I let myself in,” Cloud replied, stretching languidly and subtly scratching at his stomach. Why was it so itchy? Maybe the peaches were crusting up or something. “And decided to give you a little something to come home to.”
“Obviously,” Zack said with a very appreciative little grin. He was already stripping off his belts and harness and gloves. “Is that pie filling?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Mmm, sex and pie. My favorite.”
Despite his itchy skin, Cloud couldn’t help but grin. Zack’s enthusiasm was contagious. The annoyance he’d felt at the SOLDIER being totally late had completely vanished, especially when he suddenly found a shirtless Zack hovering over him. Why’d he keep his pants on? Cloud would’ve preferred them both naked. Oh, well.
“So what should I eat first?” Zack murmured, his husky breath caressing Cloud’s ear in a way that sent a shiver down the blond’s spine. “You or the pie?”
In any other circumstance, Cloud might’ve teased a bit and said something about having his real dessert first, but those damn peaches had gotten ten times more itchy on his skin in the minute he’d forgotten about them at seeing shirtless Zack. And now he just wanted them gone.
“That filling’s been here awhile,” he finally said, lifting his hips a little. “Better get your fill.”
“When did you become such a comedian?” Zack snicker, nipping at Cloud’s neck.
When, indeed. Probably when his skin had gotten so uncomfortably itchy he couldn’t think of anything else, so random stuff flew out of his mouth.
He was distracted from it when Zack leaned down and kissed him slowly, their tongues twining in that way that always left him breathless. The peach pie filling was completely forgotten as their hips met in a slow grind. The rough feel of Zack’s pants against his own naked skin felt way more amazing than it had any right to. Cloud clutched onto Zack with flailing limbs, rocking up into the other with a loud moan.
“B-Been...waiting awhile...haven’t you?” Zack asked between moans of his own.
“You think?” Cloud gasped in reply, clawing at Zack’s back. “Fuck, stop - stop teasing.”
“You’ve gotten an awfully dirty mouth since getting with me.”
“Wonder where I learned it from.”
“Not from me.” Zack’s expression was of picture perfect innocence...at least until he leaned down and traced a line on Cloud’s chest and up his neck with the tip of his tongue, leaving a blazing trail in its wake.
“Zack,” Cloud whined, sounding embarrassingly desperate. “Please.”
“Uh-uh. Gotta have my pie first.” The SOLDIER kissed Cloud one more time before sitting back on Cloud’s thighs, grinning at the spread in front of him. Mmm, peach pie filling and naked Cloud. It didn’t get much better than that.
“Do I get a fork?”
“Tongue only.”
“Even better.” A devilish smirk formed on Zack’s face. He scooped up a bit of pie filling with his finger, prepared to lick it off and tease the living daylights out of Cloud, but something caught his attention before he could do so.
“Cloud, you...” He frowned and wiped away more of the filling, his eyes slowing widening.
“What is it?” Cloud asked, leaning up on his elbows. Had he been waiting so long that the peaches went rotten and taken on a life of their own?
“You...” Zack’s eyes grew even larger. “Are you allergic to peaches?!”
“No...” Cloud sat up, about to ask Zack what the hell he was talking about - he’d been eating peach pie his whole life - but his eyes grew huge when he saw the red, scaly skin Zack had revealed. “Wha - that -”
“You’re allergic to peaches!” Zack sounded completely frantic. “We have to get you to medic!!!”
“What?! Zack - !!”
“Do you feel dizzy? Lightheaded? Feverish? Aw hell, I shouldn’t be asking this! We have to go!” He jumped and suddenly scooped up Cloud like he weighed nothing.
“Zack!” Cloud only held on because he didn’t want to be dropped. Knowing his luck, he’d conk his head on a bedpost and pass out from a bleeding head wound while Zack stood around freaking out. “Put me down! It’s not -”
“You’re breaking out into hives! And you’re delirious! Hang on Spike, I’ll save you!”
“Can I at least put on pants?!”
Thankfully, Zack calmed down a little at that and set Cloud on his feet. He probably just didn’t want anyone else to see Cloud naked.
That was fiiine with him. He grabbed his boxers - old, holey things with a heart pattern on them. He’d barely snapped the elastic before Zack had scooped him up and was running out of the room at top speed.
“Zack! Hey! Hold - stop - ZACK!” The cries went unheard.
The only upside to this was that it was two in the morning, so it wasn’t like he was being carried through a huge throng of people. That and he was so busy being embarrassed despite the lack of people that he’d completely forgotten about his itchy skin. He had to be thankful for the small things.
It was normally a ten minute walk to the medical facility from Zack’s place, but with the way he was sprinting, they got there in three. Cloud kicked and screamed the entire way, wanting to be spared the indignity of anyone else seeing him in his holey old boxers.
His pleas went unanswered. Zack flew into the infirmary, startling the medic on duty practically to the ceiling.
“We’ve got a code two-five-six-point-one!” the SOLDIER yelled frantically.
The medic paused and gave Zack a funny look. “Neither of you seems to have any extra appendages.”
“I mean, code two...six...ah, who cares! All that matters is that he needs medical attention right now!!” Zack practically threw Cloud on an examining table and waited for all of two seconds before screaming, “Well, what’re you waiting for?! Examine him!!!”
The medic just stared with wide eyes at the scaly patches on Cloud’s skin that seemed to be spreading more and more by the second. “Good Goddess above, what happened here?!”
“He’s allergic to peaches!” Zack screeched.
“How...” The medic thought on this for a second, glancing at the boys to take in their shirtless, barefoot forms. And pantless, in Cloud’s case. “You know what, never mind. Peaches, huh?”
Cloud’s face turned so red it was a miracle he didn’t spontaneously combust. “Er, yes. Sir.”
“This is nothing a Cure won’t fix,” he said, turning to grab and material and ignoring the way Zack was still flailing around. “But no more peaches from now on, young man. Try apples. Or raspberries.” He paused as the material did its job. “My wife is rather fond of cherries - ”
“Thanks, gotta go,” Cloud interrupted, hopping off the table. “Bye!” He was out of there and yanking Zack along before he heard any reply.
--
It was nearly an hour before Cloud could convince Zack to fool around some more. Zack had insisted on giving him some juice to drink and making sure he was warm enough and taking his temperature. The dark haired SOLDIER probably would have made Chocobo noodle soup if they'd had the appropriate equipment. And if they didn't, he probably would have gone and slaughtered a Chocobo himself.
"I'm fine," Cloud insisted for the hundredth time, looking up at Zack through his lashes and batting large blue eyes. "Now why don't you enjoy your dessert?"
Like Zack could resist that. And Cloud was much better than pie any day.
Their lips met in a kiss, slow and steady at first as though Zack was afraid Cloud would crumble despite what the blond had just said. With a little growl, Cloud gripped the other’s shoulders and pulled him down to intensify the kiss, proving that just because he was allergic to peach pie filling didn’t mean he didn’t want to go through with his whole ‘Zack’s-home-and-now-it’s-time-to-touch-each-other-in-bad-places’ plan.
Zack pulled away when Cloud tried to take things a little further and he huffed in protest. He opened his eyes, about to protest, but he gasped as he felt Zack's warm hand sliding into his holey boxers and curling around his cock. "Zack." The name came out in a soft exhalation of breath, his slender hips shifting on the bed. "You-You're....still in the mood?"
"I'm always in the mood for you. And pie. Even pie you're allergic to." He slid his thumb over the head, teasing Cloud before resuming the leisurely stroking. "You have to admit that's kind of kinky..."
“Kinky?” Cloud was having trouble concentrating. Zack’s hand was pleasurably distracting.
“Yeah. You’re my patient, so I guess that makes me the nurse.” His strokes grew a little bolder.
Cloud let out a breathy moan at the thought of Zack in a nurse uniform. They’d have to try that sometime. “It means you’d have to take my temperature,” he finally replied, squirming around against Zack’s expert touches. It was impossible to keep still.
“Huh, really? I could get into that.” The SOLDIER smirked and leaned in to trace his tongue in a long line up Cloud’s neck, nipping at skin at a particularly sensitive spot. “As long as you wear one of those hospital gowns that don’t tie in the back.”
“I think that could - could - oh god, Zack.” Cloud moaned loudly and probably would’ve been embarrassed at the intensity of it if his body hadn’t been tingling in mind-numbing pleasure. Apparently all of the anticipation to finally get to this moment was catching up to him. Zack’s hand felt oddly slick against him, but he couldn’t be bothered to think about that since he was desperately lifting and rocking his hips off the bed, trying to feel more, more.
The long wait was forgotten. The peach pie filling and allergies were forgotten. Everything flew out of his mine except for the feel of Zack’s hand, stroking even faster now and getting him so, so...
“I know you’re close.” Zack’s teeth lightly tugged on Cloud’s earlobe, eliciting another gasp from the blond. A satisfied little smirk crossed his face at the way Cloud was using one hand to grip the sheets next to him and the other to claw at his back. “C’mon, baby. Come for me.”
“Zack,” Cloud cried, the sound a very pleasurable noise between a gasp and moan. With a final jerk of his hips, he came in a hot rush into Zack’s hand, nails digging into the SOLDIER’s back in a frantic attempt to hold onto something.
His head was swimming with orgasmic bliss as he gradually calmed down, breathing deeply to try and keep up with his racing heart. When he finally managed to open his eyes, he was met with the very welcome sight of Zack staring at him like he wanted to have the blond for dessert every night for the rest of his life. Which was just fine with him, really.
“Was it worth waiting for?” Zack murmured as he leaned in for a surprisingly gentle kiss.
“Definitely. It was even worth getting dragged to the infirmary at two in the morning.”
Zack grinned at that, but Cloud could help but frown and squirm around a little. Now that he’d completely calmed down, he was starting to realize that he was feeling a little itchy again. Not on his stomach, though. A little lower...
“Zack?”
“Yeah?”
“Did you...” Cloud rested a hand on his boxers, frowning some more. “Um, don’t freak out, but did you have any of that pie filling on your hands from before...?”
There was a pause, then a loud cry that probably woke up everyone on the floor and no doubt the rest of the block:
“SHIT! HANG ON SPIKE, I’LL SAVE YOU!!!”
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I hope that wasn't too awful. Oh man. I don't have the mind for smut. xD
WAS IT HORRIBLE? OH GOD I HOPE NOT AHHHHHHHHH.
*ahem*
For more Clack, ffvii_clack is the way! ;D
For more of my stuff, check this out! You know you wanna. xD
♥
RainbowSerenity
Author: Mostly rainbowserenity
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Zack/Cloud
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Squeenix owns my soul.
Warnings: Awkward handjob. *sob*
Summary: Cloud decides to surprise Zack with sex-and-pie. Little does he know, there's something about to go wrong with his plan...
A/N: My friend Keeley wrote some of this. And made me write the rest. SO HELP ME, I have never written anything smutty before. *sob*
Zack was late. Inexcusably, insufferably late. His transport was supposed to have arrived four hours ago. It only took two hours to reach home under the worst of conditions. Six hours later, Cloud was still waiting. Evening had turned to night and night into early morning and Zack still wasn't home. Cloud was getting worried.
And besides that, the pie filling he'd so carefully positioned on his stomach had gone cold. And it was starting to itch. At least, Cloud thought with a disgruntled look at the light orange filling, he'd forgone his original idea of having warm pie with ice cream on it ready for Zack. At least it wouldn't have been a good idea if he was the bowl. Then he'd be sticky and cold. Rather than just sticky.
Even though now he was sticky and itchy. Not exactly the most comfortable feeling in the world. He was pretty sure Zack would’ve liked it.
Then again, Zack was rather fond of anything involving pie. And sex. So here he was, all ready for sex and pie.
Except Zack was really, really late and Cloud had no idea if he was getting back at all tonight. Maybe he’d gotten held up during the mission. Who knew? He thought in the back of his mind that Zack could’ve had the decency to call, but the sex-and-pie was supposed to be a surprise. And while Zack was talented at many things, mind reading was not one of them.
With a huff, Cloud slowly started to sit up, careful not to get the peach pie filling everywhere. He’d decided to shower and sleep while he could, even though he was pretty sure he didn’t have duty later, but the sound of the doorknob turning startled him back into submission.
“Cloud!” Zack cried from the doorway. “How - wha - how’d you get in here?”
“I let myself in,” Cloud replied, stretching languidly and subtly scratching at his stomach. Why was it so itchy? Maybe the peaches were crusting up or something. “And decided to give you a little something to come home to.”
“Obviously,” Zack said with a very appreciative little grin. He was already stripping off his belts and harness and gloves. “Is that pie filling?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Mmm, sex and pie. My favorite.”
Despite his itchy skin, Cloud couldn’t help but grin. Zack’s enthusiasm was contagious. The annoyance he’d felt at the SOLDIER being totally late had completely vanished, especially when he suddenly found a shirtless Zack hovering over him. Why’d he keep his pants on? Cloud would’ve preferred them both naked. Oh, well.
“So what should I eat first?” Zack murmured, his husky breath caressing Cloud’s ear in a way that sent a shiver down the blond’s spine. “You or the pie?”
In any other circumstance, Cloud might’ve teased a bit and said something about having his real dessert first, but those damn peaches had gotten ten times more itchy on his skin in the minute he’d forgotten about them at seeing shirtless Zack. And now he just wanted them gone.
“That filling’s been here awhile,” he finally said, lifting his hips a little. “Better get your fill.”
“When did you become such a comedian?” Zack snicker, nipping at Cloud’s neck.
When, indeed. Probably when his skin had gotten so uncomfortably itchy he couldn’t think of anything else, so random stuff flew out of his mouth.
He was distracted from it when Zack leaned down and kissed him slowly, their tongues twining in that way that always left him breathless. The peach pie filling was completely forgotten as their hips met in a slow grind. The rough feel of Zack’s pants against his own naked skin felt way more amazing than it had any right to. Cloud clutched onto Zack with flailing limbs, rocking up into the other with a loud moan.
“B-Been...waiting awhile...haven’t you?” Zack asked between moans of his own.
“You think?” Cloud gasped in reply, clawing at Zack’s back. “Fuck, stop - stop teasing.”
“You’ve gotten an awfully dirty mouth since getting with me.”
“Wonder where I learned it from.”
“Not from me.” Zack’s expression was of picture perfect innocence...at least until he leaned down and traced a line on Cloud’s chest and up his neck with the tip of his tongue, leaving a blazing trail in its wake.
“Zack,” Cloud whined, sounding embarrassingly desperate. “Please.”
“Uh-uh. Gotta have my pie first.” The SOLDIER kissed Cloud one more time before sitting back on Cloud’s thighs, grinning at the spread in front of him. Mmm, peach pie filling and naked Cloud. It didn’t get much better than that.
“Do I get a fork?”
“Tongue only.”
“Even better.” A devilish smirk formed on Zack’s face. He scooped up a bit of pie filling with his finger, prepared to lick it off and tease the living daylights out of Cloud, but something caught his attention before he could do so.
“Cloud, you...” He frowned and wiped away more of the filling, his eyes slowing widening.
“What is it?” Cloud asked, leaning up on his elbows. Had he been waiting so long that the peaches went rotten and taken on a life of their own?
“You...” Zack’s eyes grew even larger. “Are you allergic to peaches?!”
“No...” Cloud sat up, about to ask Zack what the hell he was talking about - he’d been eating peach pie his whole life - but his eyes grew huge when he saw the red, scaly skin Zack had revealed. “Wha - that -”
“You’re allergic to peaches!” Zack sounded completely frantic. “We have to get you to medic!!!”
“What?! Zack - !!”
“Do you feel dizzy? Lightheaded? Feverish? Aw hell, I shouldn’t be asking this! We have to go!” He jumped and suddenly scooped up Cloud like he weighed nothing.
“Zack!” Cloud only held on because he didn’t want to be dropped. Knowing his luck, he’d conk his head on a bedpost and pass out from a bleeding head wound while Zack stood around freaking out. “Put me down! It’s not -”
“You’re breaking out into hives! And you’re delirious! Hang on Spike, I’ll save you!”
“Can I at least put on pants?!”
Thankfully, Zack calmed down a little at that and set Cloud on his feet. He probably just didn’t want anyone else to see Cloud naked.
That was fiiine with him. He grabbed his boxers - old, holey things with a heart pattern on them. He’d barely snapped the elastic before Zack had scooped him up and was running out of the room at top speed.
“Zack! Hey! Hold - stop - ZACK!” The cries went unheard.
The only upside to this was that it was two in the morning, so it wasn’t like he was being carried through a huge throng of people. That and he was so busy being embarrassed despite the lack of people that he’d completely forgotten about his itchy skin. He had to be thankful for the small things.
It was normally a ten minute walk to the medical facility from Zack’s place, but with the way he was sprinting, they got there in three. Cloud kicked and screamed the entire way, wanting to be spared the indignity of anyone else seeing him in his holey old boxers.
His pleas went unanswered. Zack flew into the infirmary, startling the medic on duty practically to the ceiling.
“We’ve got a code two-five-six-point-one!” the SOLDIER yelled frantically.
The medic paused and gave Zack a funny look. “Neither of you seems to have any extra appendages.”
“I mean, code two...six...ah, who cares! All that matters is that he needs medical attention right now!!” Zack practically threw Cloud on an examining table and waited for all of two seconds before screaming, “Well, what’re you waiting for?! Examine him!!!”
The medic just stared with wide eyes at the scaly patches on Cloud’s skin that seemed to be spreading more and more by the second. “Good Goddess above, what happened here?!”
“He’s allergic to peaches!” Zack screeched.
“How...” The medic thought on this for a second, glancing at the boys to take in their shirtless, barefoot forms. And pantless, in Cloud’s case. “You know what, never mind. Peaches, huh?”
Cloud’s face turned so red it was a miracle he didn’t spontaneously combust. “Er, yes. Sir.”
“This is nothing a Cure won’t fix,” he said, turning to grab and material and ignoring the way Zack was still flailing around. “But no more peaches from now on, young man. Try apples. Or raspberries.” He paused as the material did its job. “My wife is rather fond of cherries - ”
“Thanks, gotta go,” Cloud interrupted, hopping off the table. “Bye!” He was out of there and yanking Zack along before he heard any reply.
--
It was nearly an hour before Cloud could convince Zack to fool around some more. Zack had insisted on giving him some juice to drink and making sure he was warm enough and taking his temperature. The dark haired SOLDIER probably would have made Chocobo noodle soup if they'd had the appropriate equipment. And if they didn't, he probably would have gone and slaughtered a Chocobo himself.
"I'm fine," Cloud insisted for the hundredth time, looking up at Zack through his lashes and batting large blue eyes. "Now why don't you enjoy your dessert?"
Like Zack could resist that. And Cloud was much better than pie any day.
Their lips met in a kiss, slow and steady at first as though Zack was afraid Cloud would crumble despite what the blond had just said. With a little growl, Cloud gripped the other’s shoulders and pulled him down to intensify the kiss, proving that just because he was allergic to peach pie filling didn’t mean he didn’t want to go through with his whole ‘Zack’s-home-and-now-it’s-time-to-touch-each-other-in-bad-places’ plan.
Zack pulled away when Cloud tried to take things a little further and he huffed in protest. He opened his eyes, about to protest, but he gasped as he felt Zack's warm hand sliding into his holey boxers and curling around his cock. "Zack." The name came out in a soft exhalation of breath, his slender hips shifting on the bed. "You-You're....still in the mood?"
"I'm always in the mood for you. And pie. Even pie you're allergic to." He slid his thumb over the head, teasing Cloud before resuming the leisurely stroking. "You have to admit that's kind of kinky..."
“Kinky?” Cloud was having trouble concentrating. Zack’s hand was pleasurably distracting.
“Yeah. You’re my patient, so I guess that makes me the nurse.” His strokes grew a little bolder.
Cloud let out a breathy moan at the thought of Zack in a nurse uniform. They’d have to try that sometime. “It means you’d have to take my temperature,” he finally replied, squirming around against Zack’s expert touches. It was impossible to keep still.
“Huh, really? I could get into that.” The SOLDIER smirked and leaned in to trace his tongue in a long line up Cloud’s neck, nipping at skin at a particularly sensitive spot. “As long as you wear one of those hospital gowns that don’t tie in the back.”
“I think that could - could - oh god, Zack.” Cloud moaned loudly and probably would’ve been embarrassed at the intensity of it if his body hadn’t been tingling in mind-numbing pleasure. Apparently all of the anticipation to finally get to this moment was catching up to him. Zack’s hand felt oddly slick against him, but he couldn’t be bothered to think about that since he was desperately lifting and rocking his hips off the bed, trying to feel more, more.
The long wait was forgotten. The peach pie filling and allergies were forgotten. Everything flew out of his mine except for the feel of Zack’s hand, stroking even faster now and getting him so, so...
“I know you’re close.” Zack’s teeth lightly tugged on Cloud’s earlobe, eliciting another gasp from the blond. A satisfied little smirk crossed his face at the way Cloud was using one hand to grip the sheets next to him and the other to claw at his back. “C’mon, baby. Come for me.”
“Zack,” Cloud cried, the sound a very pleasurable noise between a gasp and moan. With a final jerk of his hips, he came in a hot rush into Zack’s hand, nails digging into the SOLDIER’s back in a frantic attempt to hold onto something.
His head was swimming with orgasmic bliss as he gradually calmed down, breathing deeply to try and keep up with his racing heart. When he finally managed to open his eyes, he was met with the very welcome sight of Zack staring at him like he wanted to have the blond for dessert every night for the rest of his life. Which was just fine with him, really.
“Was it worth waiting for?” Zack murmured as he leaned in for a surprisingly gentle kiss.
“Definitely. It was even worth getting dragged to the infirmary at two in the morning.”
Zack grinned at that, but Cloud could help but frown and squirm around a little. Now that he’d completely calmed down, he was starting to realize that he was feeling a little itchy again. Not on his stomach, though. A little lower...
“Zack?”
“Yeah?”
“Did you...” Cloud rested a hand on his boxers, frowning some more. “Um, don’t freak out, but did you have any of that pie filling on your hands from before...?”
There was a pause, then a loud cry that probably woke up everyone on the floor and no doubt the rest of the block:
“SHIT! HANG ON SPIKE, I’LL SAVE YOU!!!”
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I hope that wasn't too awful. Oh man. I don't have the mind for smut. xD
WAS IT HORRIBLE? OH GOD I HOPE NOT AHHHHHHHHH.
*ahem*
For more Clack, ffvii_clack is the way! ;D
For more of my stuff, check this out! You know you wanna. xD
♥
RainbowSerenity