Surrender(Final Fantasy VII, Sephiroth/Cloud)
Title: Surrender Author: GW Katrina Rating: R Warnings: Dub-con Word count: 300 Prompt: Feb 5- Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core, Sephiroth/Cloud: domination/submission - "And when I need to dominate, you're not my little boy." Summary: Everything he wants is right here. A/N: Again, sorry about the lateness.
Slick skin, pale under the pressure of his fingers, flushed elsewhere. The sound of whimpers, caught in the back of that slim throat, as the boy tried to keep the silence. He was well trained, and only the sheer force of will of Sephiroth's mind against his kept him that quiet.
It wouldn't do for them to be interrupted, after all. And loud sounds would bring in the rest of the child's companions.
But he did not want that now. No, now was for this.
It was the greatest gift he had ever been given, this present of a puppet. Most of the time, Sephiroth only wanted to fight, to revel in the feel of blades and hard, graceful motions of action.
But in other times....
"Such a good puppet," he purred, ghosting lips along the other's shoulder, tasting sweat, mako, and anger. Oh, the original personality was under there somewhere, buried deep under Sephiroth's own wishes, and it only added to the sweetness of the situation. "When I want you to battle, you fight so well. Mother made you well, such a lovely little puppet. Small, yet so strong."
A press of teeth, and the taste of blood. "And when I need to dominate, you're not my little boy."
Not a boy, not little.
His, remade strong so that he could simply be, and not have to hold himself back.
And Sephiroth did not.
The boy would heal himself later, or else deal with questions.
Not that it mattered to Sephiroth.
It was only the submission he was after, and if he played long enough, even the original core, the stubborn inner portion that tried so hard to deny....
Even it would give to him.
And that was the sweetest taste of all. Blood, sweat, and unconditional, complete, surrender.