Cloud strife

he kneeled infront of you, his hands on your thighs. Clouds pretty cyan eyes peered into yours, blonde hair a little disheveled.

"I want you..I need you.." he mumbled, his buster sword was in the corner of the room, his small pieces of armor he wore sitting on the night stand.

he looked so desperate as looked up at you, he didn't know if he wanted to be embarrassed or not but he liked it.