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[silverlarva]

Who: Cloud and Kadaj
What: KADAJ SHOWS UP AGAIN. With a plan. That fails.
Where: Cloud's church. again.
When: Yesterday?
Why: I DON'T NEED A REASON :3
Also: No witnesses. Soft M? For molestation of a mutual kind.



Kadaj didn't like it when his plans didn't go right. Finding the Church empty had irritated him in a way he hadn't expected. Everything about Cloud was unexpected these last few days. It didn't matter, he could wait. He didn’t have any other orders to follow for the time, nothing concrete. He had the time to bring Cloud to their side of the fight. He made himself comfortable on one of the chairs, feeling slightly smug. Cloud wouldn't refuse his offer, this time.

Cloud might have smiled a little as he pulled up to the church, quite pleased with the ride he'd just been on and certain that when he walked in the door he'd find the church just as he'd left it. He parked Fenrir and strode up to the door, pushing it open. However, what he saw quickly wiped away what little trace of a smile remained. Kadaj was there. Kadaj. He turned around to leave, hoping that Kadaj hadn't noticed him yet.

Kadaj's attentions were immediately drawn to the door - Cloud had returned at last. Kadaj slid from the chair to his feet and smiled, leaving no allusions to the fact that he had seen Cloud and had something in store for him. "Brother. You made me wait a long time"

"You weren't supposed to wait," Cloud said, glancing over his shoulder at Kadaj. He had every intention of going back outside and leaving again, but despite those intentions, he couldn't seem to find the drive to follow through with them.

Kadaj kept smiling and walked towards the doors where Cloud stood, one arm behind his back, fingers brushing Souba's hilt. He could never be sure. "Aren't you pleased that I did?"

"No," he replied. "Either you can leave or I'm going to leave, Kadaj."

That decided it. Kadaj slipped his arms around Cloud's waist from behind "Brother doesn't know how to lie"

Cloud's eyes went wide. Kadaj needed to stop doing things like this. Needed to stop intruding on his personal space. Needed to stop confusing him. Especially that last one. "I wasn't lying." At least, he was pretty sure he wasn't.

"Why aren't you moving away?" He said quietly, smirk tugging at his mouth. He buried his face against Cloud's neck, lips ghosting his skin.

That was a good question, why wasn't he moving away? Trying to think of an answer when he wasn't even sure why was difficult enough as it was. To come up with that answer while Kadaj's mouth was so close was impossible.

Kadaj smiled, incredibly pleased with himself. He didn't have to understand what this was. Yesterday he had discovered a way to pull Cloud's strings. Today was the day to push him until he said yes. Or until he had no other options. Kadaj pushed down the collar of Cloud's vest ,parted his lips and bit down softly against the curve of his neck before posing the question "Have you changed your mind?"

"No," Cloud replied. He couldn't help but tilt his head to the side, exposing more of his neck to Kadaj, even though something in his head was telling him NO! NO! NO!

Cloud had said no but had only made it easier for Kadaj to do what he wanted. That conflicted, but Kadaj was more than happy to listen to what he was saying with his movements and actions than his word. Cloud was ridiculously complicated, this way. Kadaj pressed his hands against Cloud's stomach as if to keep him there, though he had no doubts Cloud would stay put. "What do you want?" He murmured.

"To understand," he whispered. Cloud wanted to understand why he didn't really want to put a stop to this. He wanted to understand what it was he felt last night. He wanted to understand why Kadaj was doing this. He wanted answers, and he wasn't sure he'd get them.

Kadaj froze for a moment, mulling that over in his head. Despite wanting the same thing, he still planned on twisting it. Making Cloud see that to gain understanding he had to join them. He stepped away from Cloud entirely and leant against the door so he could look Cloud in the eye "I can help you understand"

Cloud narrowed his eyes at Kadaj. It was certainly easier to think now that he wasn't being touched, but part of him was missing it already. "What? If I join you? I don't think so." He turned and started to walk away, knowing Kadaj wouldn't give up that easily.

Kadaj quickly followed, snatching Cloud by the front of his shirt to stop him "I never said that" A slow smile spread across his face.

"You didn't, but you were going to." Cloud knew that much. It's what Kadaj was here for, what Kadaj was always talking about. It only made sense that if he was going to offer to help that this would be the cost. Right?

Kadaj tilted his head to the side "Was I?" He leaned in impossibly close having discovered early on that the closer he was to Cloud the less likely Cloud was to refuse or ignore him.

Cloud took a step backward, bumping into the back of one of the pews. Was he? Cloud wasn't sure anymore. "Maybe."

Kadaj liked that answer, it meant Cloud was confused... again. He licked his lips "You should kill me, Cloud"

He didn't have his sword on him, so there were only two ways to kill Kadaj. One was to strangle him and the other was to steal Souba and kill him with that. Cloud looked confused for a moment as he tried to decide which course of action to take. Deciding that Souba was the best answer, he decided upon that option. Now he just needed to distract Kadaj long enough to grab it. He reached forward and pulled Kadaj close, kissing him, wrapping one arm around his back, Souba just inches below it and tangling the other hand in his hair.

Kadaj was momentarily stunned but fell into step almost immediately after. He made a quiet muffled sound and wrapped an arm around Cloud's shoulders, eyes closing of their own accord. Whatever he had been expecting Cloud's reply to have been, this wasn't it. He couldn't pull away and greedily didn't want too.

Once he was sure Kadaj was properly distracted he slid his hand down, quickly grabbing souba by the hilt and unsheathing the weapon.

Kadaj didn't stop kissing Cloud for a moment, but at the first sound of Souba being unsheathed he placed his hand at Cloud's throat, a silent threat.Don't try it, Brother he thought. He could snap Cloud's neck with minimal effort and he knew Cloud knew that.

Cloud released Souba, listening as the sword fell back into place. It had been worth the try as it had to have signaled to Kadaj that really, he did want to kill him. The fact that he didn't stop after getting caught, that he was now sliding his tongue into Kadaj's mouth, didn't negate his intentions. At all. Not in the slightest.

Better. Kadaj let his hand slide back down Cloud's chest, stopping at his hip and letting it sit there. He eagerly returned Cloud's kiss, stroking his fingers back and forth over the material stretched over Cloud's stomach.

That feeling he'd had last night in the pit of his stomach was back. Cloud wanted to know what it was, wished he knew how to ask what it was, or how to explain or anything. All he knew was that Kadaj's fingers and their kissing had to be the cause. He pulled Kadaj closer, noticing the uncomfortable tightness in his pants again, and wanting to feel that pressure that Kadaj was able to provide.

Despite how easy it was to get carried away, Kadaj wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. He broke their kiss, stilled his fingers "Are you going to push me away, Brother?"

Blinking, Cloud stared at Kadaj. Was he going to push him away? He probably should, but he wanted to understand and maybe continuing was the only way to do so. "No," he said, shaking his head in case his voice had decided to stop working again.

That was exactly what he wanted to hear - not to say he would be safe from Cloud trying what he had before but it was a verbal confirmation. It could only mean progress. Cloud wanted this. It was only a matter of time. "Kiss me" He said, just as quiet as before.

Kiss me. Cloud could tell it was an order, but not something he wouldn't have done on his own. That feeling was growing though and Cloud didn't want to waste any more time. He pulled Kadaj in for another kiss, slowly parting his mouth and sliding his tongue along Kadaj's lips.

Kadaj closed his eyes for the second time, tangled his fingers in Cloud's hair and decided that having Cloud do what he said (Even if he had already been planning it) was well worth anything. He parted his lips, deepened their kiss because he was aching for something and the closer they got the more he felt like he would find out what it was. He felt himself getting lost in this thing of theirs when suddenly he knew what he wanted. He broke their kiss to demand against Cloud's lips, sure of himself "Touch me"

Cloud understood what Kadaj was asking. He knew what it meant to touch. He had touched and been touched many times. What confused him though was that they had been touching. What more did Kadaj want him to do? "How," he asked, the confusion evident on his face.

Kadaj shrugged and then - "Like this" He slid his fingers down Cloud's throat, over his chest, back to his hip. He moved his fingers beneath the material of Cloud's shirt, heart pounding because what was he doing? He leaned in, hid his face against the curve of Cloud's neck and moved his fingers slowly over the soft, bare skin beneath his shirt.

As Kadaj's fingers slid over his skin Cloud began to understand what it was that had happened last night. Kadaj had begun to undress so that Cloud could do this to him. There was no other way to touch him like this. Kadaj's clothes were too tight, too form fitting for fingers to slide under. Moving one hand between them, Cloud tugged at the zipper to Kadaj's shirt, slowly revealing that same pale skin that had caused him to panic before.

Kadaj's breath caught. Cloud was doing what he said and that was making his heart race even more than before. He had no idea what happened beyond this point, no idea what to do anymore. All his discoveries from the previous night ended here. There was something infinitely incredibly about Cloud doing this, so slowly. Kadaj bit his lower lip without thinking about it, letting his own fingers continue to trace of Cloud's skin, higher and back achingly slow.

Cloud stopped when the zipper unlatched from itself. He'd reached the end and now he could touch. He nervously reached out to touch Kadaj's bare chest. He wasn't sure why he was so hesitant, perhaps it was the memory of being so spooked by this last night, or a fear of the unknown, of what would happen once he did this. Would there be no turning back once his fingers made contact? Had he already passed that point? Was he helpless lost in this world that only he and Kadaj shared? Cloud's fingers finally made contact and his immediate reaction was to push, just as it had been last night, however, the kind of pushing he did was much different than before. He pushed Kadaj so that he was now seated on the pew behind him.

Kadaj let himself be pushed - vaguely he wondered if he could even protest at all - reaching instinctively to pull Cloud to him. He spread his legs apart so he could bring Cloud between them, biting his lip even harder and still not noticing. He couldn't help the quiet pleading sound though, no longer in control of anything.

Spreading his fingers wide, Cloud began to explore Kadaj's chest with an unprecedented fascination. Everything about Kadaj was smooth. His hair, his clothes, the way he moved, his skin, his voice, and the sounds he made. All of it. Cloud decided he liked that a lot. In his exploration of Kadaj's chest, his fingers brushed over a nipple, it felt like his did when he was cold. Confused, he asked, "Are you cold?"

"Ah," Kadaj's eyes fluttered "N-no" He was very far from being cold, the opposite in fact and oh he wanted Cloud to stop talking and keep touching him like that. He whimpered and tried to pull Cloud closer, wanting to feel him against his skin. He had a plan, he was supposed to be... Kadaj's thoughts were drawn back to Cloud and he pushed everything else away, unable to think about both.

"Then why?" he asked, brushing his fingers over the nipple again. He wanted to be closer, wanted to press his body against Kadaj's. Maybe Kadaj was saying he wasn't cold because he was embarrassed and if Cloud could get close enough he could keep him warm. Sharing body heat was known to stave off hypothermia, so it only made sense that it would do the same in this situation. However, the church pew made it difficult to get close enough to him and Cloud decided that the floor was the only good option. He pulled away from Kadaj long enough to lay down on the floor and reached up, grabbing Kadaj by the wrist and tugging, urging him wordlessly to join him.

The only thing Kadaj was embarrassed about was the way he moaned. He bit his lip again, anything to stop from sounding like that. He let Cloud tug at his wrist, moved down to lie against him just as eagerly as he did everything else. He kissed Cloud's throat, one hand against the ground by Cloud's head. He pressed his entire body against Cloud's and wished he knew what he was supposed to do, say, feel. There were no orders for this. Just want.

"Now you won't be cold," Cloud said, sliding his hands under the loose leather to touch Kadaj's back, idly tracing the lines of muscle and bone. He didn't know what he was doing, but Kadaj seemed to be enjoying it and he was enjoying the mouth on his neck, but thought that he'd enjoy it more on his mouth. It was strange, Kadaj had been giving him orders and now he seemed to be taking them. "Kiss me," he said, eager to see if it would work, if Kadaj would actually listen to him.

Kadaj didn't even blink, just cupped his hand against Cloud's jaw and kissed him as though he were starving for it. Cloud's hands on his back felt so good, moving over his skin and oh he wanted moremoremoremore.

The intensity of Kadaj's kiss reawakened Cloud's senses. He hadn't even realized that he'd drifted so far back into his curiosity until he felt his deeper thoughts being washed away and being replaced with need. He sucked Kadaj's tongue into his mouth, positively aching for it. His hands roamed more freely, less tentatively, across the other man's skin, reaching for places they hadn't yet touched. He spread his legs and arched up against Kadaj, in need of that pressure again.

Kadaj moaned into that kiss, rocked back against Cloud and tried to arch into his touches at the same time. Things weren't slow anymore and Kadaj was amazingly pleased about that. Or would have been if he could think at all.

Cloud echoed the moan with one of his own. He felt like he was burning up and his shirt was driving him crazy. He needed it off but had no clue how to do that in his position and without having to stop touching. Suddenly he was shoving Kadaj's shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. He wrapped one leg over Kadaj's, holding him closer as he rubbed up against him. This changed the pressure against his pants and oh god it felt so good. This is what he had wanted last night. This is what he wanted to understand.

With a new desperation Kadaj started tearing at Cloud's own clothes, breathing far too harshly. He made a keening sound in the back of his throat as Cloud wrapped a leg over his own and hurried even faster. The second he could get the clothing enough of the way he pulled himself up just a little, pulling Cloud with him so he get him out of his shirt. The second it was out of the way he was pushing him back hard against the floor again, fingers drifting down his sides. He laid against him them, chest to chest and moved back, echoing Cloud's movement from before, desperation burning through him.

Cloud grunted as he was pushed back against the floor. With one hand he pulled Kadaj's face to his again, kissing him, losing himself to this feeling. His hands were moving of their own accord, touching every inch of bare skin they could find. With each thrust up against Kadaj, Cloud's fingers flexed, digging into Kadaj's skin, grunting and moaning around sloppy, eager kisses.

This was going so fast and Kadaj wasn't at all inclined to slow it down. He wanted faster. Cloud was making noises that sent shivers down his spine, each time he moved against him, each time his fingers dug into Kadaj's skin (making him let out a moan, every time) Kadaj felt himself getting closer, and closer. Closer to ending this, to finding what he wanted, to having what he needed and oh. He couldn't touch Cloud well enough like this and even in his dazed state that frustrated him, next time, next time it would be the other way around so he could take his turn at touching every spot on his body, making him feel like Kadaj felt, like he was going to burn up and away. He moaned Cloud's name - his real name and not the title Mother had bestowed upon him - against Cloud's mouth without thinking about it.

Cloud's began to sweat the more he rutted eagerly against Kadaj, both legs were now wrapped around, clenching tightly, using Kadaj for leverage. Hearing his name spill from Kadaj's lips sent an explosion of those tingles he'd been feeling throughout his body, and he felt close, so close to understanding. He felt that just a little bit more and he'd get it. He scratched his nails down Kadaj's back, gasping and moaning.

Kadaj arched his back at the nails raking down his skin, crying out at the way that made him feel. Pinpricks of pain stabbing through the heated blur he had been in since this had started. He clenched his fingers in Cloud's hair, bit down on his shoulder to stop himself from making louder noises.

Pain coursed through Cloud's shoulder as Kadaj bit down hard and he let out a guttural growl-moan-gasp. He felt it happen, what he'd been waiting to understand and it was like seeing stars except instead of actually seeing them he felt them explode within him as though they were trying to escape, to return back to the sky. His already closed eyes squinched tight, his breath caught in the back of his throat. It felt like along with the explosion, all the energy had drained from his body and he laid there beneath Kadaj, still clinging tightly.

The low growling moan that Cloud made then sent Kadaj toppling over the edge. He tried to smother the sound he made, but couldn't, crying out loudly as his body tensed unbelievably tight and then gave him release. He had never felt so sated in his life. He had no idea what to do, what to think, how to react. He was sticky, sweaty, hair sticking to the back of his neck and Cloud was beneath him looking exactly the way he felt. Kadaj closed his eyes and stayed there for a moment, listening to Cloud's heart slowing the same way his own was. He didn't want to move. Ever. He didn't want to think or feel anything else but this. Even as he lay there his thoughts slowly came creeping back to him, drifting into his mind slowly so that at first nothing seemed amiss.

It took a moment for Cloud to notice the sticky wet that was inside his pants, that perhaps the explosion he'd felt hadn't been completely metaphorical. He knew that sticky wet, he'd felt it before, having woken up to it many times. But this time it hadn't happened all on it's own, Kadaj had caused it and Cloud was trying to wrap his foggy brain around how that worked. His breathing was slowing to a normal pace while his brain was slowly but surely picking up speed, thoughts beginning to race through it.

Kadaj blinked open his eyes very slowly. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach and scrambled to get up, put as much space between him and Cloud as he could. What had he - No, No! He was supposed to control Cloud and manipulate him into joining their side not - not - whatever else he'd done! Cloud had gotten the better of him and Kadaj immediately jerked his vest back into place, not zipping it up and just making sure Souba was still intact. No. He pushed himself onto his feet and gave Cloud one final look, a confused 'Brother?' falling from his lips. He felt like he wanted to run. He would have if his head still wasn't so foggy. He had let Cloud get the better of him and this was not - He stepped backwards, towards the door, prepared to disappear the second Cloud moved or otherwise spoke.

Cloud didn't notice Kadaj beginning to freak out, he was too caught up in his own head to notice. It wasn't until he lost the warmth of Kadaj's body that he noticed he was alone on the floor. He looked up and around and noticed Kadaj by the door. Cloud opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He didn't know what to say, didn't know what he wanted, needed or should say. Instead he just gaped at Kadaj, blinking rapidly as his brain went into overdrive to sort this all out.

Kadaj just stood there, frozen to the spot. He felt jittery, as though he had just done something incredibly stupid (and he had, but later, when he was thinking again, he'd realize just what he had discovered) "I -" He started "We -"

Kadaj was saying something, but Cloud couldn't make it out, he was shutting down, curling up into himself as what had just happened began to sink in. "Leave. Go. Now," he barked out, not looking to see if Kadaj was listening. He needed to be alone, and right now.

Kadaj didn't even need to be told. He had turned and fled before he could even here the last word Cloud said. He was going to return to the base, bathe and then devote himself to figuring out what had transpired and how he could twist it back. He pushed through the doors and disappeared into the night.