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“Good morning, Cloud!” Entering the office, Zack was as cheerful as ever.
“Morning.” Cloud tried to pretend he was already working hard, deliberately didn’t look up from his computer. He heard Zack shuffle around the office, propping up his laptop, ready to start a new week at work.
“How was InnoGaia?”
“Unpleasant,” Cloud noted.
“Oh. How so?” Zack quirked an eyebrow at him.
“Just. Too many people overall. Too much stupid hype. And, well… Roche forced himself on me.”
There was a loud crash as Zack dropped his morning coffee. Cloud watched with fascination as coffee flooded the floor.
“He WHAT??” Zack asked shrilly, staring at Cloud. “Oh gods, Cloud, I’m so sorry! What happened?”
Cloud startled when Zack reached out to grasp his hands.
“It’s okay. It’s dealt with.”
Zack only looked at him with a dubious look on his face. Then he turned to look at Cloud's hands more closely, narrowing his eyes.
“Cloud.”
“Yes?”
“What’s this?”
“What's what?”
“This. On your finger.”
“Oh. This.”
“Yes, this.”
“It’s… a ring?” Cloud said bleakly.
“It’s on your ring finger,” noted Zack with raised eyebrows. “Cloudy, you sneaky shit! I didn’t even know you were seeing someone!”
Cloud swallowed. Fuck. The moment of truth.
“I wasn’t. Or that’s what I thought. But then it seems I kinda was, huh. Weird right? And now we’re getting married.”
Zack looked at him for a long moment. “You do know that didn’t make any sense.”
Cloud swallowed again and nodded. That was his general feeling about the matter as well. Nothing really made sense as of late.
“So, who’s the lucky person? A girl? A guy? Someone I know?” Zack finally let his hands go, only to elbow him suggestively.
“Uhm. Well, about that…”
“It’s not Roche now is it???” Zack screeched. “Is he blackmailing you for another contract? You know Cloud, you don’t have to do that, we’ll get by very well without that slimy startup—“
“Not Roche.” Cloud felt his face grow redder and redder. Shit. Fuck. “It’s Sephiroth,” he finally blurted.
There was a stunned silence in the air.
“Sephiroth? The Sephiroth?” Zack’s eyes were impossibly wide and he truly looked like an oversized puppy. Cloud briefly wondered if this was the face with which he sealed the deals.
“…Yes.”
“The fuck, Cloud?? Is he blackmailing you, I swear you've only been complaining about him all this time and I am so ready to kick his—“
“No. He’s not. I’ve been, ah, managing the account.”
“Managing the account?”
“Yes. Key Account Manager, right?” Cloud gave a nervous laugh. He could almost see the gears working in Zack’s head. “I’ve been, ahhh, workingmyassoff.”
Zack stared at him incredulously. Time stood still.
Then he exploded into laughter, gulping for air.
“Cloudy! SHIT. This is hilarious! You’ve been banging Sephiroth fucking Crescent for what, how long??”
“… since the first time we met.”
Zack’s shoulders shook painfully and he looked like he was going to get asphyxiated from laughing so hard. “Now I understand why you were complaining what a pain in the ass he was. Just didn’t think your complaint was quite literal.”
“I’m glad you find it hilarious.” Cloud glared at his boss.
“And Roche?”
“Sephiroth broke his nose.”
“He WHAT???” Zack cried out and Cloud flinched. “Good job, Sephiroth!”
Wait, what?
Zack smiled at him and cooed.
“I’m happy he was there to protect you when I couldn’t! No one’s treating my employees like that.”
“But the Nibelfab deal…?”
“Don’t worry! I got a call from them this morning before coming to the office. They want to renew the contract for the next three years. You will also get another contact person to work with.”
“Oh.” Cloud’s head was spinning. Oh. What? Had Sephiroth blackmailed them into collaboration or something?
“So, everything’s good! You’ve been managing your accounts very well, Cloud, even though it seems that we can’t really scale up your managing methods.” Zack guffawed loudly and smacked his back. Cloud let out a small oomph.
"Oops, I better clean the coffee," grinned Zack and proceeded to do exactly that.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Speaking of the devil,” Cloud muttered and blushed furiously as Zack went to open the door and was promptly faced with one Sephiroth Crescent.
“Zack, meet Sephiroth,” Cloud squeaked. Zack stared at the tall silver-haired man who stared right back.
“Oh, come in!” the black-haired consultant then grinned. “I believe congratulations are in order.”
Sephiroth smiled at him sharply. “Thank you.” He walked to Cloud and sneaked an arm around his waist. Cloud blushed even more, wanting to hide behind the office furniture. Zack turned to look at him with a look of mirth.
“So, this is your Sephiancéroth, right?”
Cloud let out a nervous giggle. Sephiroth stared at Zack, who smiled at him placidly.
“What’s wrong with you two?” he finally huffed, silver hair swinging lightly.
Zack gave him a toothy grin. “I dunno. Must be a backwater hillbilly thing? You should’ve considered that before ensnaring my best consultant!”
“You only consultant,” Cloud piped in, feeling quite perplexed at the whole situation.
“So, Sephiroth, how do you like Junon?” asked Zack then conversationally, moving behind his desk as if trying to get some work done.
“It’s very nice. I’ve been here on business many times during the past year."
“I bet you have,” said Zack stoically and winked. Cloud felt his face become even redder while Sephiroth only stared at his boss blankly.
“I know you've been seeing some rather extraordinary sights," Zack then chortled, unable to restrain himself, "but have you had any time for sightseeing? The airship here is quite a sight.”
“I hear they’re building a rocket, too. To go to space!” exclaimed Cloud, finally being able to participate in the conversation. He regretted it the moment Sephiroth turned to him with that particular glint in his eyes.
”Oh, allow me to thrust you all the way to the orbit,” whispered Sephiroth loudly with a heated gaze, clearly not giving a damn about Zack’s presence.
Cloud stared at him, appalled. Sephiroth stared back, smirking, his hand drawing absent patterns on his back.
Zack cleared his throat. ”Errrrr guys, it’s kinda hot in here, no?” he looked flustered. ”Yeah. I think I need to take a walk. Congrats!” he squeaked and hurried out of the door, leaving Cloud alone with Sephiroth in the Elixir office.
A mistake, obviously. Sephiroth looked like a cat who had caught a canary, licking his lips in a way that shouldn’t have been so enticing.
”You just had to?” Cloud said, exasperation coloring his voice but all the while feeling his crotch twitch with keen interest.
”Yeees,” Sephiroth drawled. ”He’ll be gone for a while. I think it’s good for our business partnership to seal the deal at your office, too. Mutual understanding of our two-party deal.”
”What the fuck are you blabbering? Absolutely not,” said Cloud’s lips while his hands were already stripping Sephiroth out of his clothes.
The taller man laughed sultrily and pulled Cloud to him. ”It’s about fucking time I bend you over your own desk. I’m going to be your personal launch pad and skyrocket you to oblivion.”
Cloud gave out a surprised whelp when he subsequently found himself lying with his stomach against his own desk, ass in the air. A ballpoint pen and a paper manifested themselves in front of him.
“Start drafting,” hissed Sephiroth.
“Drafting what?” Cloud uttered, breathless with anticipation.
“Your wedding vows.”
That ridiculous bastard, Cloud thought and took the pen in his hand. He yelped as he felt hands on his cheeks and Sephiroth’s tongue poke his hole.
“That's not a thruster, it’s a fucking probe,” he panted, feeling Sephiroth smirk against his backside.
But it was good, so fucking good and when Sephiroth eventually pushed his cock inside, Cloud let his cheek rest against the cool surface of the desk, wholly enjoying the feeling of being split apart. His half-done wedding vows written in his ugly sex-scrawl were next to him, the paper already damp and the ink blotched. Cloud he grinned, a secret satisfied smirk, and clenched his ass, enjoying the loud moan sounding somewhere above him.
Fuck yeah. He was going to lead a good life.