Crossover: Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy VIII, Leon/Cloud, jealousy, return of the other SeeDs
He blames Sora when the brunet girl follows the keybearer and Kairi back to Radiant Garden. The boy should have known to check for stowaways on his gummi if he was going to leave it out in plain sight!
The blond kid with the punk attitude and his little tag-alongs are clearly Roxas' fault. And Roxas is part of Sora so it's really Sora's fault that the place is slowly turning into a military style pre-school or something.
It makes him restless and twitchy, the easy familiarity between these young strangers and his... sparring partner. Community leader. Girlfriends other boyfriend? Whatever Leon is to him which he's spent a lot of time ad effort not to think about too hard because Leon isn't Zack and that wound still aches.
He can handle the restlessness, but when Tifa brings back her new beat up toy, a blond pugilist covered in black tribal tattoos, he looses it. The man has two seconds to wrap himself around Leon with an insane happy squeal of 'Commander!' before Cloud has his throat in one hand and First Tsurugi in another. Tifa's going to kick his ass, and everyone else is looking at him like he's lost his mind (and maybe he has, it wouldn't be the first time that's happened) but there's a dark possessive rage coursing his veins and he can't even blame Sephiroth for it because this is all Cloud, fully and wholly.
"Zell, my lover Cloud. Cloud, my best friend Zell. Kill each other later." Leon muttered dryly, draping himself over Cloud's shoulders and back, tapping at the white knuckled grip the former-SOLDIER had. Cloud let go with a rumbled growl. A bite to Cloud's throat, (teeth clamped tight and trying for the jugular) has him shoving them both through a Dark Portal to Leon's old hiding place in the sewers. From there it's a tangle of limbs and tearing clothes, snarls and bruises.
Cloud ends up on his back because he wants to be there, Leon pushing into him without aplomb. The brunet has one hand at the base of a furred wing, nails digging in just this side of too hard while the other tangles in Cloud's hair and keeps his head pulled back for sucking bites to his throat. It hurts, it always does between them. They fuck like they fight, with everything they have to give.
Cloud is stronger and heavier, his hands raise purpeling bruises on Leon's shoulders and hips, his thighs move Leon harder than the man might manage on his own given the choice. He won't apologize and Leon won't help him along. Release is a jagged affair, ripping it's way from his spine to his balls and shorting out everything else. He'd be afraid of bruising up Leon's dick but the man is a machine when he wants to be and keeps pounding through the rippling clenching until Cloud is a shuddering, whimpering mass of nerves underneath him.
Relativistic years can pass before they speak without having exhausted themselves first, it's surprising the manage to grunt at each other after episodes like this, but Cloud is still restless, uneasy in his own skin. "Your lover?"
"That's what I said."
"I wouldn't call this love."
"Then don't."
"But..."
"Strife. Shut up. I'm not wooing you."
He shuts up. Tifa and Aeris and probably the rest of the town are going to kick his ass already, he doesn't want his... his boyfriend to join them. Not while his ass is still sore anyway.