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Abide
Zack know this is not going to be easy.
He is one of the elite squad trying to infiltrate into Prince of hell's territories in hope that they could bring some of them that were tainted or were blinded by sin return to heaven.
He hope he could brought Angeal back - his mentor - but Angeal refused, said that he was too corrupted to return back to their goddess. His mentor only hope Zack could live a happily life after his mission is over.
Their encounter leave bitter taste in his mouth, even though he had help as much as he could and do what he can but that bitterness wouldn't just disappear.
But it change into surprise when he met a blond stranger.
The blond beg for their help to take him with them when they caught him not so secretly following them.
Even though he has a long hair, look and dresses like feminine but his voice is definitely a man. He is not an angel nor a demon but from his garments and accessories, he is someone important.
In the underworld, everything has a tint of darkness, whether shape or color. However, this man has none. Despite his clothes and jewels that sexualize his body, his dirty feet and spark in his eyes speaks purity and faithful which is something you can't find in this place.
His friends in arm said it might be a trap for them - to eliminate threat - but when Zack saw those pleading and tears of hope in those blues, and guilt from his powerless to save his mentor.
Zack accept the man request.
The man's name is Cloud. Cloud was one of the angels who were brought down by the prince himself on the Great Fall. He don't know why the prince choose him to be his concubine but what certain is his day in that palace is abhor.
Cloud's only elaboration is that he defy Prince of hell once and got his wings strip as a punishment.
Zack was heart broken for that. To lose one's wings means to lost one's power to connect to both world.
Unlike those who fallen or lost astray, they could get an easy pass out of the underworld if they redeemed themselves before representative of Goddess. But for Cloud?
Now, Cloud is almost as powerless as human except his long life span of those angel or demon, and to help Cloud get out from here is for them to guide him out by themselves.
Taking Cloud with them is going to pull them back.
Zack fully knows that but he wants to help him. Cloud is an unfortunate soul who seek for his Goddess rescue yet has to suffer and serve for the Prince whom he has no loyalty for.
What kind of angel would Zack be if he leave the faithful devotee of Goddess in grasp of the dark abyss.
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Angel
Cloud know that he was a burden for them, and he even feel guilty that there is only one angel whom he first met - Zack - was willing to carry this burden alone so everybody could escape more safely.
While the other could avoid the Wall, they have to walk through in order to reach the hell gate and cross the border into the human world.
The Wall is a city full of ruined modern building with thorns, burning desert and devils whose duty is to torture those who have been judge to serve hell sentence.
Zack disguises himself as one of the devil while Cloud uses some dirty clothes to cover all of his body.
Cloud tighten his cloak, keeping low profile as one of the devil's captive. The wind is so strong, as if it try to blow his cover.
Zack gave him reassure smile as they were near building entrance where there are two guards standing in front.
Cloud doesn’t know how the taller knows how he can make them an easy pass.
Things almost go on their way when the storms form up. Every devils rush inside, leave those forsaken to shred.
The wind blew heavily, it reach inside of the building as well. Many devils took an elevator to flee the storms and many are already occupied.
Cloud notice one that still have some spot for them, so he grab Zack's hand and run for their run into the elevator.
Right before the door shut, there is another devil squeeze himself inside. His darken eyes look around before lock on Cloud's blue.
Zack rush in front of Cloud, trying to block the view even if it's too late. Said things like special capturing, but from one look, both know he doesn't buy it.
The sand storms blew his cover, reveal bright blond - now cut short for travel convenient - and his big blue eyes.
Such beauty in the world of fire and suffer is an absolute misplacing. He should have be in someone’s chamber or live upside, not this place… Or could one say he came from upside?
Zack's sword does it work before the devil gets any chance to do anything.
They need to be more caution than before if they don't want anybody caught eyes on Cloud.
But it seems luck is not on their side.
Cloud's bright blonde hair attracts the other demons like a compass, hoping they could get their dirty claws on such a beauty that rarely lay upon them.
Zack fend Cloud from getting rape by those lowly devil and himself from getting shred into pieces for get in their way.
He almost lost his head to the greater number of demons, if Cloud hadn't grabbed the enemy's sword and swung it to protect Zack’s back.
The two retreated to what seemed to be an deserted office in the higher floor of the building, their shapes are not too good, both messy hair and dirty from all the fluid that was splash across their body.
Cloud sit quietly, struggled with his self-esteem that he had caused Zack trouble and injury. Thought that he should have been better, otherwise he wouldn't have weighed Zack down this much.
Zack seemed to see his trouble and comforted him by saying that he would get Cloud out of there.
"We are friend now right? And friends don't abandon each other."
Cloud was moved by his sincerity. Because ever since his life as an angel, the only people who make him feel like he's not alone are Zack and that silver hair man. Even though what given to him at that time was just an illusion.
Suddenly, the building shook before it came apart. Zack tried to pull Cloud close, but a black tentacle grabbed Cloud's ankle and dragged him upstairs.
Cloud was toss on the floor inside of the large hall. There is a potbelly man sit on the chair behind luxurious desk at the back of the room. The hall was decorated with ostentatious gold and opulent items, showing off his wealth and power to those who stand before him.
Cloud hid a small knife under his torn dress, access everything to scheme an escape route until that potbelly man walked in with a cheerful voice.
He was Don Corneo, the ruler of the Wall.
He's heard there's a stir of chaos on the lower floor, normally he wouldn't bat an eye, but he also heard that the center of the mess is a gorgeous-beauty blond man who had entered his territory without a permit, so he had to see this matter for himself.
The flirtatious gaze that Don gave Cloud made him feel utterly disgust. He knew this pig didn't want to investigate anything, he just wag his tail when he heard about something pretty and want one in his possession.
Don is happy to see how this one won’t easily yield to him, he would be more than delight to break this pretty little thing into sweet obedient whore.
He snap his finger, suddenly the demon around them drag Cloud into his private room, lay him in the middle of bed before give their boss privacy.
When Don was bestride him, Cloud quickly pulls out his knife, determine to stab through that blood vessels behind layers of fat.
The same tentacle that brought Cloud here block that attack, it grab his wrists and put them above blond’s head.
Don tearing off what remain of a white dress. He smirk an ugly smile when smooth naked skin and intricate nipple rings were on display.
Hands grope and squeeze all over delicate skins. Big pig-like nose sniff hairless armpit and lick for a taste.
Sense of dread bubble up inside Cloud’s throat, block his airway as tears start to stream around the corner.
Then there’s a blood spray . Bath white skin into crimson red. Behind that Nodashi which split potbelly into half is a walking nightmare whom Cloud is trying to escape from.
Everything silence. The taller man slowly walk toward Cloud, deliberate weight his footing to intimidate his prey into fear for what is inevitable.
The silver hair man stop right in front of him. Those slit neon green stare right into crystal blue, make him feel even more naked than he already is.
“There you are, my little bird.”
Low rumble voice sent chill to whom he called little bird’s spine.
”S-Sephiroth”
His pretty little bird could feel irritation and possessiveness burning behind those smile, which of course it should have known after all these time they’ve spent together.
Sephiroth could even see its little claw grip a blade in its hand and try to stab him again.
He pulled it into a warm embrace, drink those sweet saliva mix with distasteful blood from a lowly pig who dare to touch what is his. His hand slide from its back to scruff. Message its skin before tuck those short hair down, force its face raise up.
”Tsk tsk tsk. I just leave my eyes on you for just a short moment, then you sneaked away from our home, dirtied yourself, and cut your silky hair short. What a waste.”
“Go away!” It try to loose itself from his grip, hoping it could be releases.
How pathetically cute.
”Oh my little bird, my whore, my to-be consort, MY CLOUD. If you want to parade yourself bare and raw for everyone to see, I would be more than pleased to show how much of a slut you are.”
”Shut up!” Now it punch his face in anger. Even it doesn’t really hurt but it’s kind of annoyed him that his little bird is still such a naughty one although he put it through many discipline.
“Cloud!!!”
They both look at the man who stand in the doorway. Turn out it is one of those bastard who dare infiltrate into Sephiroth’s palace.
What a perfect time.
He could get rid of a pest and punish Cloud for associate with such detested creature.
What would be a better way to break one’s heart than to make one watch individual who care for one die?
Black and white clashing into each other. It almost a blur with how fast they are, but Cloud wait like he always did. He wait for the right moment to do what he failed many years ago.
Zack fought brilliantly, worthy as one of the Goddess’s best elite squad, but he too exhausted and Sephiroth is too strong.
Sephiroth amputate angel’a sword arm off and slice his stomach open. Zack use his remain hand try to stop his entrails from coming out, violet blue meet neon green, unyielding.
Sephiroth prepare to behead a disgusting lowly creature when his heart got pierce through.
Cloud twisted a knife and stab his monster’s heart again.
Sephiroth’s blood boiling hot, he grab Cloud’s neck before the third time lunge at him, and squeeze till there’s no blood rushing to blond’s head.
Zack takes this as an opportunity to pull his sword from the ground and cut the silver man into two pieces and disintegrate into pitch-dark mist.
Cloud rush to Zack who has collapsed to the ground. His injuries are fatal, he knows he would last long.
It’s a pity he could be with Cloud all the way to the human world. But he’s sure his buddy is strong enough to go on without him.
Cloud watches through tears as Zack’s body is starting to disintegrate as well. He begging for Zack not to leave him until there’s nothing left to grieve.
He try to be strong for Zack. So tears were wiped and he continue his journey.
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Apple
Those newcomers didn't get a chance to know everyone much as the subtle battle between heaven and hell started to get intense. Those who fail into the bottom pith were often high-class angels who brimful with power.
They did not know yet what method did they use that can turn even the most devotion into mindless antagonist. While they may gain new devotees from mortal world and repentance but they also lost ono of their bests.
Everybody's workload was piling up, both protecting human from demon's lure into hell, helping those who lost astray, and defending themselves from falling from grace. The same goes for Cloud.
He was just a newbie, shy, bottom-class angel, taking command from higher up. Although the job was intense sometimes or a bit boring but it was an ethical work that Cloud is proud to do.
His younger look made him looked more cute than majestic that angel should be. So he often find himself in solitude.
There's desolated in solitary but he also found serenity as well.
Cloud was content with that until Sephiroth's existence came into Cloud's world.
Sephiroth's companionship brought him unshaken pillar of warmth and comfort.
In return, he gave Sephiroth his utmost trust.
So when Sephiroth gave him an apple, he believe that it was just another token of comfort instead of forbidden apple that tainted his wing from pristine-white into pitch-black.
Everything felt wrong the moment he took a bite.
From Sephiroth's sinister smirk to his young innocent look turn into adulthood.
The tainting he felt.
In a blink of an eye, Cloud was stand in hell's territory where darkness and fire engulf everywhere.
But he wasn't the only one who fell into victim, there were hundreds that was brought down with him.
It was such a swift and severe lost for heaven to had so many fallen angles in short of time. They called this event 'The Great Fall'.
Those who were tainted had turned into mindless monster. Their body distorted, feathers disintegrated.
Cloud watched everything with horror but aside his terrifying, he felt anger and betrayal by his once so called friend.
He summoned his sword, aim its sharpness into Sephiroth's heart.
Sephiroth deflected that blow with ease and lifted Cloud up by his neck. His eyebrow rose as this one still has its conscious and attacked him back.
He looked into those crystal blue that burn with determination. Wings still had its feather despite its change of color.
Sephiroth decided that this one was interesting enough to be one of his concubines.
Cloud was dragged into Prince of the abyss's chamber and tossed on a bed, clothes was shred, limbs were bound.
There was no preparation or mercy as virginity was taken, and screams echo.
Sephiroth exploit every innocent his fallen angel had left.
Consumed his body, made him release himself until there was nothing left.
Pound into him, cock so deep those pretty blues roll up.
Even though Cloud was a hot mess from aggressive sex - nipples were puffed, legs shaking, throat dry out from screaming, and tears stain his face- still those wings has yet lost its feathers.
Cloud was imprison inside Sephiroth's abode along with other concubines. All temptation were laid before Cloud but none were be intrigued by.
Even harsh humiliation from lord's concubines and Prince himself cannot make Cloud give up his fracture of angelhood - his devotion to his Goddess - and yield before Sephiroth.
He even attempt to assassinate Sephiroth during their intimacy time. Such a cute little bird for trying to challenge its owner.
In return, Cloud was imprinted with hand-shape bruises and bites, and was fuck into oblivious. His hair that hadn't been cut short since his capture were pulled back, exposed his neck for another bloody bite.
Sephiroth squeezes his ass before spanks him again at the same red spot. Blue foggy eyes shed another tear down his face, no longer comprehend anything except pain and pleasure that was given to him.
Years past by.
Cloud became Sephiroth's most obsessive possession.
His cute youthful turned into a matured beauty.
HIs stubborn was entertained to be toy with.
And oh his body... is so heavenly luscious that Sephiroth couldn't get enough.
Sephiroth looking forward for the day his little bird's struggling went futile and surrender to his true master where his devotion should truly lie upon.
To give him all body and soul.
Sephiroth was amused until little bird slipped through his fingers and use those wings to escape from Sephiroth's grasp.
(Un) Fortunately, Cloud didn't has a chance to step out of his territory before he was brought back into his chamber.
Unlike other times, this defying infuriated Sephiroth so much that he tears those wings apart, leave ugly wound on once an angel now an immortal with no power.
Sephiroth pulled him close for hot, outraged kisses, silence agony scream and turn it into crack, sloppy whimper as he thrust into those pretty hole and bulged Cloud's belly with his seed.
Slit cat eyes indulge himself with his little bird's weak trembling with pain and pleasure, gasping for breath while thick cock punch air out of his lung.
He thought that he ruined Cloud into submitting, but when those bright blue made eyes contact with his neon green, he knew that his little bird's heart still devote to his goddess.
Thick lips crack into a wide laugh, the Prince has never felt this greedy before.
He pulled Cloud for another kiss. Sucking Cloud’s lips and capturing his little bird's breath. Interlock their fingers while rolling his hip into a swollen, wet heat that spill every time their skin connect.
Clou thought what await for him after that faithful day would be excruciate torturing and lost of favorite, not fine almost see-through white dress with intricate jewels and gems or a private garden with bigger chamber with no one else can enter except the owner of the territory.
His nipples and earlobes were pierced for Sephiroth to adore during their time together.
His hair tied up into a ponytail so it either being locked with fist while his throat envelope Sephiroth's cock or brush off to show two rough scars on his back.
'Mine' the Prince of the abyss mumbled against Cloud's scar, placing tender kisses on the uneven skin.
Sephiroth is so proud for this master piece that he always touches them anytime he gets a chance.
However those gentle almost compassionate touch are contrast with poisonous whisper that come along with.
'Your Goddess won't be here with you. You only have me left'
'We both know that you are too insignificant for anybody to come for you. Who would have want you now that you don't have any power left?'
'Why resist me, Cloud? I can give you everything you want if only you just GIVE IN.'
Days of isolation with only Sephiroth' presence, his allure, and his lust slowly corrupted Cloud's sanity.
He prey to his Goddess everyday.
Prey for her rescue as Sephiroth fold Cloud's legs against broad shoulder, and take him in his mouth.
Prey for strength as Sephiroth passionately embraced his body while his prostate was getting pound again and again.
Prey as his face flushing red after another blissful climax, nails drawing blood, blues rolling up, voice choking breath.
And she answer.
Her elite squad came down from heaven and cleanse those who were blind. They came swiftly and gone in the blink of an eye as they were.
This incidents shook the obsidian sky and the power behind them.
Cloud knew this was his only chance to break out from this abiding, so he wait patiently for the right moment .
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Almost
One year later.
Cloud hide himself as a priest in a small village. The nun who takes care of the church didn't ask anything much when she saw his injuries and plea for help.
Cloud once ask her if she's not afraid that he came to her with ill will.
But the old woman looked at him with gentle eyes and simply said, “Heaven sees those who truly believe in Goddess.”
He prayed for his Goddess to bring him back, but since his wings were already torn off, it would take time to rebuild them and cleanse the Prince essence that intensely branding on him.
Goddess send two angel for protection as he is an immortal who travels both world and is waiting for ascending.
Cloud doesn’t sit idly, as he is one of the most contributor to the community and performs his duties well as a priest. Adults and children all love the new priest who hides his gentleness and shyness behind his stoic face.
The church was usually open until nightfall for travelers who needed a place to rest their mind during their journey. Cloud insisted on taking care of the place during night time because the nun was old and more importantly a woman.
Why risks her safety when he could do the job just the same and still had the strength to fight back danger.
Cloud was about to close the place, but then the large front door opened and a man in a traveler's robe walked in.
He said that he wanted to confess a great sin.
As a good priest, he welcome him with open arm. Cloud sit on the other side of the confessional, waiting tentatively for another to do the confess.
"I am looking for my pretty bird. It’s a feisty little blond one that likes to scratch me when we were together… It got out of its cage once so I clipped its wing so it can no longer fly away from me.”
Crystal blue widen and crimson blood run cold.
"Last year, it escaped again. It appears the bird got help from those bastards from above when I carelessly thought that it couldn’t leave me…
Turn out not only it would leave me but it also stab me in the heart twice.”
Cloud reach for the doorknob but there is only emptiness.
Panic arise, He back away from the screen as far as the small booth can give him space.
"After that, I search for whereabout that bird would be. Who would have know it took a shelter in a small, rural place like this with two guardian angels. Luckily, I have deal with those two, so I can have a private conversation with my beloved consort."
The door was pulled open. What welcome him is slit neon greens and wide grin.
"Well, do you miss me, Cloud?"
Sephiroth drags the smaller man inside the confessional booth before the Goddess’s statue. Whistling sound mixed with screaming.
The silver place his insusceptible bird face down and lay flat on the altar, tearing his cloth which is a representative of the Goddess into shred, exposing what is rightfully his behind those round bouncy ass.
Two fingers insert without lube, breaching none stop until knuckles deep.
Thick lips place on the scar behind Cloud’s back before his fingers gently nuzzle on prostate and then thrusting down.
Soft O shakily whining. Strength turns into feebleness, hips arch down in hoping it could escape sweet torturing, then his hip was grip to take what is given without flight.
Third and fourth slides in easily, left only his thump nudge against an area between his tender pink entrance and balls.
Heat from Sephiroth’s fingers burning him from the inside and reach up to Cloud’s face. He covered his face with his forearms, digging nails into flesh to muffle his moan so it wouldn’t encourage the taller.
The taller yanks all of his fingers out, not want to waiting any longer.
He takes all of their clothes away, leave bare naked bodies prepare to consummate.
Wall clenching and familiar heat pull out a long growl.
One of Cloud’s leg is placed on the altar, causing his entrance open wide to accommodate thick shaft thrusting in.
Sephiroth watches the pink rim fold in and out with enjoyment.
The taller reaches out and grabbed the front of the smaller’s neck, lifting him up to meet the eyes of the goddess's statue.
"Have some fun little one, she's watching."
The tug on his neck pressed against his airway, lighting his head into thin fog.
Normally, he would have avert his eyes but now with lips choke up a strangle noise, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth. He can only trash his hands trying to grab onto something to keep himself from suffocating.
His nails end up digging into the silver's forearm, drawing five-pointed claw marks.
But Sephiroth doesn’t mind. He presses his cock against the prostate even harder, and crystal blues roll up.
This angle allowed the tip to slam into his prostate gland every time it slid in. It was so intense that if Cloud looked down at his stomach right now, he would see it switching between flat and bulge in rhythmic pattern.
The blond could feel his climax climbing up rapidly. His legs slowly retracted but the silver’s arms lock him in his place.
His wall contract, white fluid shoot, long pitch moan.
The length pump inside him a few time before it spill its seed.
Sephiroth leans down and drop another kiss on the wound. It is beginning to show signs of new bone growing.
He caress it with regret before grabbing the fragment of power Cloud has so determinedly nurtured and ripping it off again.
Crystal blues are filled with tears. His scream is graven with despair, and shame yet Sephiroth roared in delight.
Now his wings have been clipped again, and this time he would make sure it could not escape from him again.