The one thing Rufus loves the most about Cloud is that Cloud never fails to meet his energy, never backing down from a challenge. He's never held anything back and after the last couple of years of being treated as if he was going to fall apart, it's something Rufus had been craving.
It's almost as if they are on top of the Shinra building facing each other for the first time again; he feels that same rush of adrenaline that makes him feel more alive than he has in a while.
"You're a terrible liar, Cloud," he teases with a low laugh. Maybe this is a terrible idea - he normally never would let his emotions get the best of him and let anyone this close but he doesn't stop himself from moving closer, reaching out to tilt Cloud's chin up just a little so they are a breath away from each other.
"It's one of your more endearing qualities, though."
Not lying, is what he's going to say, but the words don't come out. Rufus' hand on his chin is subtly commanding, and while it would be an easy command to ignore, Cloud stays where he is and lets Rufus bring him that close.
And by letting that happen, he realizes, he's tacitly agreeing to whatever happens next. And Cloud might be oblivious about some things, but he's pretty sure he knows what's coming next. Rufus hasn't exactly been shy about the flirting, and that was true even the night they met on that roof.
Cloud likes to pretend he doesn't still occasionally think about that night. Even more often since Rufus arrived in Etraya.
He's definitely thinking about it right now. And about how it's annoying how pretty Rufus' eyes are.
"That right?"
Yeah, he knows what's about to happen. And since he knows, he sees no reason to let it happen at Rufus' pace. He may be obeying that unspoken command, but he doesn't have to give Rufus the satisfaction of letting him make the first move.
So Cloud reaches up, grabs Rufus by the lapels of his shirt, and pulls in an attempt to close what little distance is left between them so he can kiss the president.
...and if he's somehow wrong about what Rufus was about to do, well...he really hopes he's not wrong.
There is no chance to respond before Cloud pulls him closer, closing the distance between them as their lips meet. He hadn't expected Cloud to give in so soon but he doesn't hide his satisfaction that Cloud obeyed so readily.
He allows himself get caught up in the moment, in how perfect Cloud fits against him, how soft his lips are. But he doesn't let Cloud get the upper hand for long, breaking the kiss as he decides that he doesn't want to this to end just yet.
"Tell me what you want, Cloud." He doesn't give him a chance to answer as he hooks a finger in the waistband of his pants with a smirk, making his intent clear. "I want to hear you say it."
Cloud's eyes close automatically and stay closed until the kiss ends. He didn't really know what to expect, but this is...invigorating. Rufus is warm and smells good, and just like when they fight, they seem to match each other's intensity.
It's over too soon for Cloud's liking, but then, Rufus isn't finished, either.
Cloud's face is already slightly flushed when they part, and that finger hooking into his jeans really isn't helping. Neither is the question - no, that's no question. It's a command. Tell me what you want. Honestly, Cloud's not even really sure. He didn't go into this with a plan.
That said, Rufus' tone makes it clear why he's making this demand, so Cloud just arches a brow. "Yeah? Gonna make me?"
"I will if I have to," Rufus laughs, not at all surprised at Cloud's response. He likes the challenge, how even while caught off balance and flustered Cloud is he was still not going to just give Rufus the upper hand so easily.
"I think you're a little overdressed for the occasion, though," he remarks thoughtfully, letting a hand venture under the hoodie, lightly running his fingers over the muscle of Cloud's stomach, a promise of more to come.
It's reckless to do this in the daylight, in the barn where anyone could walk in, but right now he doesn't particularly care.
"Better get on that, then." Oh yeah, Rufus will definitely have to.
Kissing is one thing, but those fingers dipping beneath Cloud's clothes to touch bare skin fully drives home that this is actually happening for real. Cloud realizes that if he's going to back out, now is the time. Is he really going to do this with Rufus Shinra in a barn?
Judging by the way the warmth of that hand seems to spread throughout Cloud's entire body and the way his heart is pounding, yeah, he really is. Because next to that, the idea of thinking this through and backing down from what continues to feel like a challenge sounds boring as hell.
Also, much as he hates to admit it, this man is hot and there's a quiet part of Cloud that still has not gotten over Rufus saying he was going to muzzle him. Who says that??
"Speak for yourself." Not to be outdone, Cloud shifts his grip on Rufus' shirt so he can start undoing more of its buttons.
Rufus lets Cloud get a few buttons loose, just enough to get a glimpse before moving his hands away with a light swat, smirking. "If you want more, you have to ask nicely first."
Because he won't make it that easy and instead focuses on pulling up Cloud's hoodie over his head to discard it to the side without a second glance. His attention is fully on the man in front of him and he can't stop from taking in the sight for a moment. Tt's like the last couple of years didn't happen, he finds it's easy to let that fade from his mind and how he had felt the last time he had seen Cloud in their world, how worn down and exhausted they both had been.
As soon as he discards the hoodie to the side, he pulls Cloud in for another hard kiss, letting one of his hands drift to the button of Cloud's jeans.
"Hey--" Cloud arches a brow. Rufus can't possibly think he's going to ask nicely for anything, can he?
Not yet, anyway.
"And you don't?"
Apparently not, because Cloud doesn't actually stop Rufus from pulling his hoodie off - it's getting too warm in here for it, anyway, frankly. He smirks when he sees Rufus getting a good eyeful. If there's one thing Cloud isn't self-conscious about, it's his body.
Post-mako, anyway.
There's more urgency to the kiss this time and Cloud doesn't shy away from it. If Rufus isn't going to let him undress him, he'll have to find something else to do with his hands. He can settle for preparing to undress Rufus, for now. His eyes are closed, so he does it by feel, shifting his hands down to start tugging the bottom of Rufus' shirt out of where it's tucked into his pants.
Whether he'll be allowed to finish that task remains to be seen.
Rufus allows Cloud to pull up his shirt, he'll let Cloud have this much since he's so eager. He's just as impatient, but he's determined to get Cloud to ask for what he wants before he gives him so much.
It takes him a couple of seconds to finally undo the button of Cloud's jeans and pull down the zipper, only then breaking the kiss to look at him before going any further. He pulls away just a little bit, laughing breathlessly.
"When have I ever played fairly? All you have to do is ask, and I'll give you what you want."
The feeling of Rufus' hand opening his fly, getting that much closer to what is, presumably, his goal, sends a little shiver down Cloud's spine. Once he has Rufus' shirt free, he slides his own hands up underneath it for as much contact as he can get for now.
Then Rufus pulls back, and Cloud huffs. "Greedy bastard," he mutters. His chin lifts, mulish. "Thought you were gonna make me."
He's gotten most of what he's wanted, so far. Time to push his luck and see what Rufus is willing to do to win.
His breath catches for just a moment as Cloud's hands run over skin that used to be marred by black marks but this time there is no pain, only warmth that makes him breathless.
He knows Cloud is goading him to go further, he is just as impatient but he's enjoying this far too much to just leave things here.
"That's not asking nicely," he tsks with a laugh. "Are we going to roll around in the hay or shall we take this somewhere a little more comfortable?"
There's a part of Cloud that wants to say fuck it and stay right where they are. It's the part that's worried that if they stop and move to the house, the moment will pass or he'll think better of this, and it won't happen.
Well, that part and his dick, probably.
The more rational part of him says that Rufus has been hinting at wanting this from him for months, so he's not likely to just let it stop before it starts regardless of where they go. It also says he would be crazy to get intimate in the barn.
Rufus watches Cloud closely - if he was going to back out then this was the chance, but when he doesn't, he leans over to press a brief kiss against the side of Cloud's neck, a promise that he has no intentions of this being the end.
"Lead the way then."
Thankfully, the house isn't a far walk, but as soon as the door closes behind them, he doesn't waste any time pulling Cloud in for another kiss, this time more demanding. "Now, where were we?"
That little promise makes Cloud shiver slightly, which he doesn't acknowledge at all as he grabs his hoodie off the floor and just carries it as he heads across the field to the house. It's a bit chilly outside, but it doesn't bother Cloud in the least.
He is, for some stupid reason, not expecting Rufus to dive back in immediately the moment the door is shut; a quiet sound of surprise escapes his throat, but he meets that demanding kiss in kind.
He pauses only briefly to reply, "Right about here," as he tries again to finish unbuttoning Rufus' shirt - without asking nicely, of course.
Congratulations, Rufus, you've rapidly discovered how much of a brat Cloud is.
This time Rufus lets Cloud unbutton his shirt, letting it fall from his shoulders to the floor. He can give him that much at least.
There is no hiding discoloration contrasting with pale skin where the worst of the disease had been before or the scars along the inside of his arm, but he doesn't give Cloud the opportunity to comment on it before he leans in, brushing his lips against Cloud's neck to tease him.
"If you want more, you know what you have to do, Cloud," he murmurs with a low laugh. "But first- those pants need to come off."
Cloud notices, but the distraction is very effective. The tease, yes, but also that self-satisfied little laugh and the way Rufus' voice dips low close to his ear - it really shouldn't be as much of a turn-on as it is.
"Do I?" Cloud smirks, running his hands up Rufus' now-bare chest pointedly. "Got this far without doing it. Maybe you're just a pushover."
"What can I say? You are entirely too distracting." And it was easy to get distracted by how Cloud was running his hands up his chest, but eventually, he moves Cloud's hands away.
"You like being difficult, don't you?" he murmurs with a laugh, letting one hand trail down Cloud's chest before dipping below the waistband of Cloud's pants to palm his cock through the fabric of his underwear, his touch light.
It's hard for Cloud not to feel like he's winning in some way, hearing that Rufus is distracted by him. It goes right to his head. Makes it satisfying when Rufus has to stop him from touching him just to proceed with his own agenda.
He takes the question about being 'difficult' as rhetorical, though he might have had some kind of snarky response anyway if not for that wandering hand slipping into his pants. Rufus can easily feel Cloud respond slightly under his fingers even through the fabric, as Cloud's eyelids flutter half-closed and his hands settle to lightly grip Rufus' arms.
"...that right?" he says, just a little belatedly. He just sort of forgets to follow that up with any more banter, for the moment.
Looks like Rufus isn't the only one getting distracted.
"Tell me what you like, Cloud," Rufus murmurs with a smirk as he lets Cloud grip his arms, leaning in to press his lips against Cloud's neck. He loves the way Cloud's eyes flutter, how he practically has to hold onto Rufus.
"I like seeing you like this." As he feels Cloud stirring, he keeps going, stroking his cock a little harder now, watching him closely, taking in each way Cloud reacts.
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Date: 2025-10-13 06:58 am (UTC)It's almost as if they are on top of the Shinra building facing each other for the first time again; he feels that same rush of adrenaline that makes him feel more alive than he has in a while.
"You're a terrible liar, Cloud," he teases with a low laugh. Maybe this is a terrible idea - he normally never would let his emotions get the best of him and let anyone this close but he doesn't stop himself from moving closer, reaching out to tilt Cloud's chin up just a little so they are a breath away from each other.
"It's one of your more endearing qualities, though."
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Date: 2025-10-14 06:35 am (UTC)Not lying, is what he's going to say, but the words don't come out. Rufus' hand on his chin is subtly commanding, and while it would be an easy command to ignore, Cloud stays where he is and lets Rufus bring him that close.
And by letting that happen, he realizes, he's tacitly agreeing to whatever happens next. And Cloud might be oblivious about some things, but he's pretty sure he knows what's coming next. Rufus hasn't exactly been shy about the flirting, and that was true even the night they met on that roof.
Cloud likes to pretend he doesn't still occasionally think about that night. Even more often since Rufus arrived in Etraya.
He's definitely thinking about it right now. And about how it's annoying how pretty Rufus' eyes are.
"That right?"
Yeah, he knows what's about to happen. And since he knows, he sees no reason to let it happen at Rufus' pace. He may be obeying that unspoken command, but he doesn't have to give Rufus the satisfaction of letting him make the first move.
So Cloud reaches up, grabs Rufus by the lapels of his shirt, and pulls in an attempt to close what little distance is left between them so he can kiss the president.
...and if he's somehow wrong about what Rufus was about to do, well...he really hopes he's not wrong.
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Date: 2025-10-15 05:43 am (UTC)He allows himself get caught up in the moment, in how perfect Cloud fits against him, how soft his lips are. But he doesn't let Cloud get the upper hand for long, breaking the kiss as he decides that he doesn't want to this to end just yet.
"Tell me what you want, Cloud." He doesn't give him a chance to answer as he hooks a finger in the waistband of his pants with a smirk, making his intent clear. "I want to hear you say it."
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Date: 2025-10-16 10:33 pm (UTC)It's over too soon for Cloud's liking, but then, Rufus isn't finished, either.
Cloud's face is already slightly flushed when they part, and that finger hooking into his jeans really isn't helping. Neither is the question - no, that's no question. It's a command. Tell me what you want. Honestly, Cloud's not even really sure. He didn't go into this with a plan.
That said, Rufus' tone makes it clear why he's making this demand, so Cloud just arches a brow. "Yeah? Gonna make me?"
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Date: 2025-10-17 06:54 am (UTC)"I think you're a little overdressed for the occasion, though," he remarks thoughtfully, letting a hand venture under the hoodie, lightly running his fingers over the muscle of Cloud's stomach, a promise of more to come.
It's reckless to do this in the daylight, in the barn where anyone could walk in, but right now he doesn't particularly care.
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Date: 2025-10-17 07:15 am (UTC)Kissing is one thing, but those fingers dipping beneath Cloud's clothes to touch bare skin fully drives home that this is actually happening for real. Cloud realizes that if he's going to back out, now is the time. Is he really going to do this with Rufus Shinra in a barn?
Judging by the way the warmth of that hand seems to spread throughout Cloud's entire body and the way his heart is pounding, yeah, he really is. Because next to that, the idea of thinking this through and backing down from what continues to feel like a challenge sounds boring as hell.
Also, much as he hates to admit it, this man is hot and there's a quiet part of Cloud that still has not gotten over Rufus saying he was going to muzzle him. Who says that??
"Speak for yourself." Not to be outdone, Cloud shifts his grip on Rufus' shirt so he can start undoing more of its buttons.
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Date: 2025-10-18 05:00 am (UTC)Because he won't make it that easy and instead focuses on pulling up Cloud's hoodie over his head to discard it to the side without a second glance. His attention is fully on the man in front of him and he can't stop from taking in the sight for a moment. Tt's like the last couple of years didn't happen, he finds it's easy to let that fade from his mind and how he had felt the last time he had seen Cloud in their world, how worn down and exhausted they both had been.
As soon as he discards the hoodie to the side, he pulls Cloud in for another hard kiss, letting one of his hands drift to the button of Cloud's jeans.
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Date: 2025-10-18 05:22 am (UTC)Not yet, anyway."And you don't?"
Apparently not, because Cloud doesn't actually stop Rufus from pulling his hoodie off - it's getting too warm in here for it, anyway, frankly. He smirks when he sees Rufus getting a good eyeful. If there's one thing Cloud isn't self-conscious about, it's his body.
Post-mako, anyway.There's more urgency to the kiss this time and Cloud doesn't shy away from it. If Rufus isn't going to let him undress him, he'll have to find something else to do with his hands. He can settle for preparing to undress Rufus, for now. His eyes are closed, so he does it by feel, shifting his hands down to start tugging the bottom of Rufus' shirt out of where it's tucked into his pants.
Whether he'll be allowed to finish that task remains to be seen.
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Date: 2025-10-19 07:09 pm (UTC)It takes him a couple of seconds to finally undo the button of Cloud's jeans and pull down the zipper, only then breaking the kiss to look at him before going any further. He pulls away just a little bit, laughing breathlessly.
"When have I ever played fairly? All you have to do is ask, and I'll give you what you want."
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Date: 2025-10-20 09:00 am (UTC)Then Rufus pulls back, and Cloud huffs. "Greedy bastard," he mutters. His chin lifts, mulish. "Thought you were gonna make me."
He's gotten most of what he's wanted, so far. Time to push his luck and see what Rufus is willing to do to win.
He finds himself hoping it's much more than this.
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Date: 2025-10-24 05:27 am (UTC)He knows Cloud is goading him to go further, he is just as impatient but he's enjoying this far too much to just leave things here.
"That's not asking nicely," he tsks with a laugh. "Are we going to roll around in the hay or shall we take this somewhere a little more comfortable?"
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Date: 2025-10-30 07:52 am (UTC)Well, that part and his dick, probably.
The more rational part of him says that Rufus has been hinting at wanting this from him for months, so he's not likely to just let it stop before it starts regardless of where they go. It also says he would be crazy to get intimate in the barn.
"...fine. Back to the house?"
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Date: 2025-10-31 01:45 am (UTC)"Lead the way then."
Thankfully, the house isn't a far walk, but as soon as the door closes behind them, he doesn't waste any time pulling Cloud in for another kiss, this time more demanding. "Now, where were we?"
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Date: 2025-10-31 08:20 pm (UTC)He is, for some stupid reason, not expecting Rufus to dive back in immediately the moment the door is shut; a quiet sound of surprise escapes his throat, but he meets that demanding kiss in kind.
He pauses only briefly to reply, "Right about here," as he tries again to finish unbuttoning Rufus' shirt - without asking nicely, of course.
Congratulations, Rufus, you've rapidly discovered how much of a brat Cloud is.
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Date: 2025-11-01 08:22 am (UTC)There is no hiding discoloration contrasting with pale skin where the worst of the disease had been before or the scars along the inside of his arm, but he doesn't give Cloud the opportunity to comment on it before he leans in, brushing his lips against Cloud's neck to tease him.
"If you want more, you know what you have to do, Cloud," he murmurs with a low laugh. "But first- those pants need to come off."
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Date: 2025-11-01 08:03 pm (UTC)"Do I?" Cloud smirks, running his hands up Rufus' now-bare chest pointedly. "Got this far without doing it. Maybe you're just a pushover."
Go ahead, Rufus, prove him wrong.
He makes no move to keep undressing, either.
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Date: 2025-11-18 08:34 am (UTC)"You like being difficult, don't you?" he murmurs with a laugh, letting one hand trail down Cloud's chest before dipping below the waistband of Cloud's pants to palm his cock through the fabric of his underwear, his touch light.
"It's a good thing I like that about you."
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Date: 2025-12-05 10:10 am (UTC)He takes the question about being 'difficult' as rhetorical, though he might have had some kind of snarky response anyway if not for that wandering hand slipping into his pants. Rufus can easily feel Cloud respond slightly under his fingers even through the fabric, as Cloud's eyelids flutter half-closed and his hands settle to lightly grip Rufus' arms.
"...that right?" he says, just a little belatedly. He just sort of forgets to follow that up with any more banter, for the moment.
Looks like Rufus isn't the only one getting distracted.
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Date: 2026-01-03 08:43 am (UTC)"I like seeing you like this." As he feels Cloud stirring, he keeps going, stroking his cock a little harder now, watching him closely, taking in each way Cloud reacts.