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Well, he'd been sorted. That meant that he'd finally gotten to leave the strange room he'd appeared in not so long ago. Which was good except that now Cloud had no idea where to go, or what he was supposed to do. He didn't know what being sorted into Hufflepuff meant or if he was supposed to go somewhere in search of it.

It didn't help matters that the only three people he knew at this place were nowhere to be seen. Somehow he and Zack had gotten separated and now Cloud had no idea where he was. The whole place with it's talking portraits and moving staircases was very confusing and he'd spent the better part of two hours wandering around. So of course he was now thoroughly lost.

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I do not. D:

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Sephiroth opened his eyes, refused to be pushed too far away. He tilted his head, curious, even as he licked his lips.

Just making sure! <3

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Cloud was already following him back though, shoving Sephiroth into the nearest wall and pressing against him roughly. He was determined to prove to Sephiroth that he was no one's puppet, he had no intention of just sitting back and letting the other man run the show this time.

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Sephiroth was surprised. It took him a moment to work out that he was, in fact, pleasantly surprised. having a responsive, wanting Cloud had just simply never occurred to him. Still, that Cloud was fighting against him also meant he was trying to control Sephiroth, and Sephiroth would not be controlled again. there was no such thing as equality, not in his mind, not now. Not with Cloud.

So he kissed him back, hard and hungry as he carded his fingers through his hair and held him close.

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Cloud hadn't the slightest idea what was going through Sephiroth's head. He had no way of knowing that what they were feeling was nearly the same. What he did know was that despite his intentions Sephiroth was making it feel as though, at least for the moment, that they were equal. The hand in his hair elicited a rather obscene sound and Cloud let up a little now that it felt like they were both on the same level.

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That was such a beautiful sound, really. Sephiroth was sure that he'd fallen for it, hard, immediately. He wanted to make Cloud make sounds like that again and again, and to memorise every small variation thereof. Obsession was a skill Sephiroth had cultivated without intention, yet it was, perhaps, one of the few things that made him seem just a little more normal.

He bit lightly at Cloud's tongue, one of his hands seeking to work their way under Cloud's vest. This had been too long coming to not be granted the chance to touch him properly unhindered.

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Cloud groaned as Sephiroth's teeth caught at his tongue and let one hand slide up his neck to run through his hair. The hand working at his vest sent a jolt of arousal through him, sharp and fading quickly. It occurred to him briefly that they were both wearing too many clothes but that thought soon became clouded with apprehension at the idea of his childhood hero and rival seeing him naked.

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Sephiroth hadn't forgotten that they were still in the hallway, and that even if they did continue here stone carried sound rather well. There had to be a classroom nearby somewhere. An empty one, which most were. Fucking on a desk and behind a door was better than in a public place. Zack had taught him that much.

But still, that kiss. No he didn't want it to end, and Cloud's skin was warm and welcome. His gloves were annoying him. He wanted to feel Cloud's skin properly. Shivering lightly as Cloud's hand wound through his hair, he pulled back, reluctant and yet still needing. "We should..." Hm, another kiss, a quick one. "Classroom."

The houses were too far away, and while a bed would have been nice, he really just wanted to fuck.