Title: Resurrected Light
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Disclaimer: No ownership implied, no profit gained. This is a fanwork.
Summary: Post-Showdown, as the universe is created anew.
Notes: Actually, 'Marcus Leid', the song the quote is from, is by an in carnation of Amon Duul, not Barbara Manning, though she does do a lovely version on her 1212 album.
"You're too used to getting what you want," Cloud said as he pushed Sephiroth's hands away. "I'm still trying to convince myself that you're the Sephiroth I knew... back then."
"That hurts. Didn't you stop to think that I may have a few issues with you?"
"Like what?" Cloud asked, pulling clothing quickly onto his body.
"We both pulled our weapons in defense," Sephiroth explained. "I... was trying to figure out just how you felt and how far you'd fallen into the same darkness that was enveloping me."
Cloud didn't say a word as he watched Sephiroth pace the short length of the room.
"So?" Cloud asked finally, breaking the silence.
"So are we friends, enemies, lovers, or something else entirely?" Sephiroth replied, pausing to stand his ground between Cloud and the wall.
"You're the one intent on having me naked beside you."
Sephiroth raised an eyebrow. "Even with you as an enemy, I'll care for you just the same when you're injured."
"But why?" Cloud questioned, walking to Sephiroth and looking up into green eyes.
"Isn't it obvious, Cloud?"
"Stop answering my questions with questions!"
Stepping forward, Sephiroth pulled Cloud into a loose embrace, letting Cloud press to his body instead of forcing him.
"Cloud, I need you."
Sephiroth smiled at Cloud, holding Cloud's hips to still him just a moment. He hadn't remembered Cloud to be quite so receptive and sensitive, but he was enjoying every moment of it. Each movement and moan from the body beneath his was repayment enough for the last couple days of lost sleep.
Cloud barely winced at the penetration, his eyes half-open and watching Sephiroth. He knew they may never be conventional lovers, but what flowed between them was something more, something stronger.
With each thrust, their positions unconsciously changed slightly until Sephiroth found himself chest to chest with Cloud, his mouth just inches away from Cloud's.
And as they were caught in a passionate kiss, bodies moving together, bliss overtook them, leaving them both gasping for breath in the other's arms.
Still a bit weak, Cloud fell asleep quickly. As gently as he could, Sephiroth pulled blankets over them both before running his fingers through Cloud's hair.
"You are the only one strong enough to compete with me, Strife. There would be nothing for me without you."
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