Theme: Ten Thousand Fists - Disturbed

Summary: Revolution is in the air...

There is a moment, when you are so consumed by desire for the other person, that you can't quite remember when the clothing comes off. It was so for both Sephiroth and Cloud. One moment, they were gently kissing, their hands caressing every inch of exposed skin they could touch, the next, Cloud was on his back, naked as Sephiroth was, arching into the slender finger that his lover had eased into him. His hands dug into the earth to either side of him, as he moaned quietly, loosing himself in the sensations of that gentle finger slowly stroking him inside.

Sephiroth watched his face, licking his dry lips. He loved it when Cloud gave himself to the pleasure, holding back nothing. He watched those impossibly blue eyes flutter as he slid in a second finger, having to close his own eyes at the tight heat that clenched around him. He moved his fingers slowly, groaning softly when Cloud writhed upon the ground, ripping up clods of earth and grass since he couldn't quite touch him yet. He flicked the tip of his finger against his prostate, and for a moment Sephiroth thought that Cloud was going to break his own back, or rip his vocal cords.

"Oh Gaia, Sephiroth…please," he whimpered, breathing heavily and looked down his own body to the flushed figure of his General. His body was wound so tight, and it wasn't even from an impending orgasm. He needed to feel Sephiroth inside him, and this was a need he hadn't felt since his virginity had been taken. Every touch from his General sent shockwaves coursing through his body, sensitizing his nerves until he whimpered just from the feel of the breeze flowing over his skin. He cried out again as Sephiroth flicked his fingers over that spot, collapsing onto the ground and panting when the fingers were removed. He watched with heavily lidded eyes as Sephiroth knelt between his legs, and without being asked, he looped one leg around the slender waist, the other hooking over the shoulder above him.

Sephiroth smiled and slowly pushed himself in, grasping Cloud's hips gently as he slid home, both panting from the feel of being inside, and being filled. With everything that had been going on the past few months, the last time they had been together was on the floor of their kitchen. They both lay still, remembering how to breath, and the feel and touch of the others bodies. Finally, Sephiroth took a deep, shuddering breath, and even that caused Cloud to writhe slightly on the ground.

"Alright?" Sephiroth asked, and Cloud only nodded, wondering if he was even able to speak at the moment. He linked their fingers again, which caused Sephiroth to lean farther over their entwined bodies, starting to move slow, but deep. Cloud found himself purring, as the gentle ache from being penetrated eased away on the waves of pleasure. Oddly enough, he found that he didn't want it harder, or faster, something that he usually begged for. At this moment, his body relaxed completely into the rhythm that Sephiroth had. He closed his eyes as he tilted his head back, and Sephiroth took the moment to lean down, and softly brushed his arching neck with his lips, only lightly dragging his sharp teeth over the smooth skin.

Purring softly, Cloud let go of Sephiroth's hands, and wrapped his arms around the shoulders above him, keeping their bodies pressed completely together. He moved his one leg until both were wrapped around the hips moving against his, his orgasm building slowly with each movement of the silken lips on his neck and shoulder, the whispered words against his lips.

"Seph…" he panted, pressing kisses to the feverish skin anywhere he could reach. "I'm close." His General laughed softly, and eased back, until Cloud was looking up into the jade green eyes he loved so well, their noses almost touching. Continuing the slow, tortuous movement, it was Sephiroth's turn to purr, as he felt the heart beneath his speed, their breathing becoming faster as both their orgasms started to break over them. It wasn't sudden, like so many others. With each stroke, the pleasure was only heightened for them both, as they trembled and shivered. Within a few thrusts, the golden wave crashed into them, sending them reeling over the edge, moaning and gasping the others name.

They lay like that for a moment, panting softly and with their eyes closed, foreheads pressed to one another. With a soft groan and a laugh, Sephiroth eased out, and Cloud's moved his legs with a groan of his own. Propped up on one elbow at his side, Sephiroth reached out his free hand, and ran it through the sweaty blonde hair next to him. Cloud gave him a lazy, satisfied smile, and turned his head so he could kiss the sword calloused hand. Without thinking, Cloud blurted out the number one thing he had wanted to ask his love for a long time now.

"If I left ShinRa, would you come with me?" Cloud asked, opening his eyes as the body next to him became very still. He looked up, and almost laughed at the utterly shocked expression on Sephiroth face.

"You mean leave, as in leave? Desert the Military?" he stuttered, and Cloud did laugh softly, sitting up with a soft groan for his slightly abused body.

"Ya, as in desert the Military," he said quietly, with a smile. His heart was fluttering with nervous anticipation, because he was almost sure that Sephiroth would say yes, but there was that piece of him that wasn't sure. He sat, trying to control his panic, as Sephiroth watched him silently with quiet eyes. His heart burst with happiness as Sephiroth gave him a huge smile, eyes filling with anticipation. His large hands cupped Cloud's face, and he drew him in for a gentle kiss.

"Yes, I would," he said against the lips that were his life, his love, and his very soul. He would follow them anywhere. Cloud grinned, and pulled back slightly.

"How many people you think we could take with us? Take over a village, and make sort of a safe haven from ShinRa," he said in a slightly musing tone, and Sephiroth laughed, standing and pulling Cloud with him.

"All the SOLDIER's would follow us, you know that. Most of the Army probably would to. I don't know if we could get the Turks to come with us, but we could try."

They were both silent for a moment, contemplating exactly how they would go about building a revolution against the company they had nearly given their very lives for. They went about, picking up their clothing and sliding it on, not caring about the mess they both were. Cloud was stopped, as he was buckling his belt, at Sephiroth's soft words.

"Why do you want to leave?" he asked, and Cloud met his questioning eyes evenly. It was time to reveal that he knew about his loves past.

"I refuse to be in a company that supports what Hojo and Hollander do," he replied, his voice quiet as pain filled Sephiroth's eyes, and he turned away.

"How do you know what they have done?" Sephiroth kept his face turned away, not bothering to button the black work shirt he had been wearing.

"Jenova showed me what Hojo had done to you as a child. I also got brief glimpses of what happened to Vincent, Genesis, and Angeal as well." Cloud sighed, and walked over to Sephiroth, standing right in front of him, and waited until he raised his eyes before he spoke again. "I know you've made peace with what happened to you, just as I have. I think I could have let it go, if I didn't know that both Hollander and Hojo are still continuing their human experiments. You saw the pictures I took at Nibelheim. Some of those were very recent. As in the last year, recent."

"Is that the only reason?" Sephiroth asked quietly, hesitantly wrapping his arms around Cloud's shoulders as the blonde leaned into him, putting his head on his chest. It was obvious that Cloud wasn't bothered by his past, by what had been done to make him the man he was. If Cloud wasn't bothered by it, then he had no reason to be either.

"No. Everywhere you look, you see the signs of ShinRa killing the Planet. If the Planet dies, what will happen to us?" Cloud's voice was quiet as he finished, and they both shared a moment of horror and acknowledgment of the truth of his words.

"Why don't we just kill the President?" Sephiroth asked, and Cloud laughed ruefully.

"Even if we did, Rufus would take his place, and nothing would change. Rufus is more ruthless then his father, and just as greedy."

"So what do you want to do, exactly?" Cloud took a deep breath at the question, only having to think about it a moment before answering.

"I want people to be free of the dependence on mako power, to be free from ShinRa. There's so many different ways to get energy. I was speaking to Reeve Tuesti awhile ago, and he described wind power, solar power, water power… So many different ways for people to break free from this Company. All they need is someone to show them the way."

Sephiroth thought about it, even as he absently began to thread his fingers through Cloud's hair, combing pieces of dirt and debris from them.

"Do you think we would be better as leaders, then ShinRa?" he asked hesitantly, not wanting to make his lover angry. He was pleasantly surprised when Cloud chuckled softly, and raised his head, looking him in the eye.

"I don't want to be a leader, and I don't think any of us want to either," he mused, smiling slightly. "Maybe until we can get things settled, but after that? No. Hell no, actually." Sephiroth had to laugh quietly at Cloud.

"Then what exactly is your plan, if we get this revolution going?"

"I would like to have the Army and SOLDIER's be the police force, essentially. I was thinking of kidnapping Reeve to help us, though I don't think it'll come to the kidnapping bit. He'll probably come with us on his own. I bet we could get Wutai involved too." Sephiroth snorted, and they turned as one, hand in hand, and started walking back towards Midgar.

"Godo would find it hilarious if we turned against ShinRa, I think," he said with laughter still in his voice. He shook his head, and sighed, though he still smiled. "Who ever knew when I became your mentor, that I would be encouraging a revolution?"

Cloud only smiled at him, and stopped them both. He rose on his tiptoes, and gently kissed those lovely lips.

"Who ever thought that anyone could turn the Great General Sephiroth from the Company?" Anger rose in Sephiroth, before it vanished at the twinkle in Cloud's eyes. Instead, he smirked, tilting his head down, and purred suggestively into his ear.

"You may have to do more convincing," he whispered, smiling when Cloud shivered in arousal. The blonde pulled back, eyes only half open.

"I don't think that'll be a problem, Sir," he whispered back, before laughing, and taking off into the cool September night, running for all he was worth with Sephiroth hot on his heels.

Would they succeed in what they wanted to do? Would they turn out to be the tyrant that ShinRa did? They didn't think so, and they both knew that inside their hearts, it felt like the right thing to do. Only time would tell, if they turned out to be monsters, or heroes.

A/N: I regretfully inform everyone, that this is the second to last story in the Wolfish Way's Series. There will be one more, and since I can't seem to get away from multi-chapters, *sigh* the epilouge of this series will be one. Probably a very multi-chap. :D I hope not to many of you are mad at me about this. Ummm...cookies, brownies, and ice cream for everyone? ^.^