Dissida, Cloud/Terra/Sephiroth, He won't give up what is his so easily, even if it means sharing
"He belongs to me, you know," Sephiroth said, although the comment was directed more towards Cloud than the green haired girl beside him. Terra took a step forward, as if to shield Cloud from the ominous man in front of them. "I belong to no one," Cloud replied, blue eyes narrowing in anger. However, he placed his left hand at the small of Terra's back, a very clear signal that indicated his feelings towards her. Sephiroth merely smiled, although he was displeased that Cloud had found someone else to hold his attention. Whether it had been admiration, anger, hatred, or perhaps even lust, those feelings had always been directed towards Sephiroth, and Sephiroth alone. He was not the type to share what was his, but he wasn't the type to give up his property either. So it was a choice between killing the girl (which was getting old) or try to insinuate himself into whatever relationship those two had at the moment. Well, he was always up for trying something new and perhaps it would be an interesting game. Sephiroth made a show of stabbing his sword into the ground and walking towards Terra unarmed, hands turned up to suggest he meant no harm. "Since we all seem to be free at the moment, instead of trying to kill one another, fun as that may be, why don't we try something else?" Sephiroth smoothly sidled up to Terra and placed his hands gently on her shoulders. She seemed spellbound for a moment, unable to shake off his hands as his green eyes peered at her through silvery hair. There was indeed something attractive about him, underneath all that evil and leather. "In this world," Sephiroth continued, his hands now roaming down to Terra's hips, "what we do here stays here. It makes no difference to our 'other' lives." Cloud's blue eyes met Terra's, then Sephiroth's eyes, his mind and body waging war between wanting to attack the bastard and wanting to fuck like rabbits. One time, long ago when Sephiroth was still sane, he had been Cloud's hero, and even more than that, although the blond never had had the chance to admit his feelings. But now Cloud also felt for Terra, loved her as much as he subconsciously lusted for the leather clad man. Sephiroth kissed Terra's neck, never taking his eyes off of Cloud. Terra moaned slightly, still caught up in the feelings this man was projecting through her. She knew he was a bastard, but it was hard to think that as his talented hands were on her body. A bit ashamed, she reached out towards Cloud, begging with her eyes for him to come to her. He did, wrapping his arms possessively around her waist and kissing her, yet he also did not avert his gaze from Sephiroth. The older man smirked and took all this as an affirmative. He moved his hands from Terra's body to Cloud's, running his hands from his back down to his ass, with the girl still between them. She gasped as she felt both a hardness in back of her and in front, both men hard from these ministrations. In what seemed like only seconds, Terra found herself on her back, with Cloud between her legs, pressing into her eagerly. Behind Cloud, Sephiroth was doing the same thing to the blond. With each stroke that Sephiroth made he pushed Cloud deeper into Terra, as if they were both taking her while taking one another. No words were spoken, just moans and grunts and finally exclamations of pure ecstasy as each came in turn, more intense than they had ever imagined. By the time Cloud opened his eyes, Sephiroth was gone. Terra was still there with him, curled up in his arms. He knew that he should feel ashamed or angry at what just happened, but he couldn't stir up those emotions. Here, in this world, everything was different. And he decided that he liked that.