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Alistair stared at Alexander, dumbfounded by his refusal to use him. The priest had already come this far, so why?! [ “And I’m not going to keep you like a weapon or prisoner waiting to be discarded.”] His heart sank. Was he...rejecting him? A spark of anger crossed his face. "We dont have time for this! Please!" This was no time to be a saint. To refuse his potentially dying wish. He searched the humans face, a moment of thinking turned into sudden realization. He spoke, eyes suddenly lit up with hope. [ “I can anchor you, Not as a seal or a prison… but as a ward.”] Alistair didnt really understand what he was saying. He didn't care how he did it or what he particularly did, as long as he could remain on the mountain, by his side, and out of Cains grasp. He already came to the conclusion that his freedom was gone...and that he needed to submit...or die. [ “It binds you to me, If you lose control, I feel it. If you intend to harm, I can interfere. And if I ever believe you truly are a danger then the bond allows me to sever you.”] Alistair bit his lip, his lungs burning. His body aching. The taste of blood in his mouth familiar. He understood where this was going. This binding would allow him to stay by Alexander’s side, allowing the mountain to accept him and the wards read him as a piece of Alexander. A living tether. No longer an intruder. In the distance the voices grew closer, there steps louder, but the look on Alexander’s face was grim. Like he was fighting inner demons. Facing a war Alistair couldn't see, let alone begin to comprehend. [ “There’s no time,this will only work if you trust me”] Trust? What a fleeting thing. He listened as Alexander explained that in order for this tether thing to work, he'd have to willing choose it. The expression on his face...is something Alistair will never forget..That look of worry and dread. It wasn't manufactured or fake...but real and genuine. This boy...truly wanted to save him. [ “Alistair …. Do you trust me?” ] He watched as the blond drew a small ritual blade from his sleeve. His hand trembling as he cut into his own palm. [ “If you consent and take my hand, I can protect you. I won’t force anything upon you that I know it might hurt you in any ways. You’ll be under my responsibility. We can figure out what to do after”] Alistair sensed no ill will in his words. They were full of raw honesty with a hint of desperation. He was bleeding for him... For a long moment Alistair didnt move. He stared at his bleeding hand. His body gripped by fear. He had made a promise to himself to only rely and trust himself...to never let anyone close to him...but for the first time in what felt like a century...he encountered someone who made him second guess everything. He gave a single nod, mirroring Alexander and cutting his own palm. A look of defeat on his face. They took each other's bloody hands, and the blood of a demon mixed with the purity of a priests. Whatever this ritual was, it ignited without words. One moment Alistair was bombarded with painful threads of karmic strings, lashing out their emotions. The air in his lungs tainted with spiritual pressure that made it hard to breath, physically weighing down his body. But once their blood mixed. He felt a wave of relief wash over his body. The air was suddenly light and fresh. Breathable and clean. The weight he had once felt pressing down on him dissipated, and he felt a level of intimacy that terrified him. He saw the strange symbols flare briefly across Alexander's skin. Whatever he had done... worked. [ “Alexander!”] Alistair flinched hearing the sharp voice of what he could only assume was Alexander's father. They shared a few facial feature but that was it and he could see that he was of higher statist then the rest of the priest who began to surround them. [ “What have you done?” ] His tone was harsh and unwavering. Eyes wide with fury. He could see the thick red thread of hatred seeping out of his body, however, he could see fear intertwined within it. What happened next could only be described as a trial. Alexander was pleading his case to his father the judge and the jury were the other priests voicing their disproval and contempt. Alexander had preformed a forbidden ritual, and there was no undoing it. But to Alistair's bewilderment, the blond pleaded his case with unwavering determination. Claiming to take responsibility for what the temple refused to understand or accept. When he was ordered to undo it. He refused. Defying his father in open fashion. [ “For the first time, you chose rebellion over duty.”] [ “No, I chose empathy over fear.”] Those simple words struck a cord with Alistair. All this time his eyes never wondered away from Alexander. His light was so...warm. No one had ever defended him like this before... He could feel his mind fogging. It felt like a part of him wanted to remember something...something important...and another part of him refused to show him what it was. A human memory barried deep inside him... This human....would be his undoing. Mr. Sato's words brought him back to reality. [“…This demon is now under your watch, if he so much as twitches you’ll… ”] [ “Then I answer for it,” ] Alistair felt a massive wave of exhaustion suddenly hit him. The months of no sleep and emotional exhaustion finally catching up with him. He no longer needed to be in fight or flight mode. Alexander had suddenly given him peace... warm...blissful peace. Safety. He reached for Alexander's arm, before suddenly collapsing. His body and mind finally giving out. He was out cold, and unconscious. __________________________________________ [ 4 days later ] Alistair slowly woke up, his eyes feeling heavy as they opened. His vision was blurry at first as his eyes tried to adjust to the gentle light in the room. He sttuggled to make sense of his surroundings. He was laying on a Japanese futon, or shikibuton (mattress) bundled up under a few blankets. The room was very traditional...wood floors and thin walls...was he...in a house? A temple? He could faintly hear soft chants and music coming from outside the open window. Judging from the position of the sun, it was sometime in the afternoon. His eyes scanned the room, not finding anything inside it other then the boy he was now tethered to. Alexander had his back aginest the wall, arms crossed and head lowered. His breathing soft and rhythmic. His eyes closed. ( He's asleep..) How long was he out? How long had Alexander watched over him? He slowly sat up, his gaze shifting to the window. Was he...in Alexander’s home? What happened? He turned to Alexander, hesitant to wake him. "A- Alexander..."

Title: i (.....that's it, it's just simply titled i ) Series: Final Fantasy VII Pairing: Sephiroth x Cloud Rating: R-18 Circle/Artist: BNBNT/cyomo Year: 2025 Scanned by: chillerific89/Kogenta3 Sharing and translating is ok but keep the Artist credits in the file! Warning: I am suspecting that Cloud is not really consenting to the sex. Also after the sex Sephiroth attacks Cloud in a bit of a violent way. Cloud, strengthened by Jenova's cells and aware that he possesses powers beyond his capabilities, is troubled by his inability to control his ferocity. At that moment, Sephiroth appears before Cloud... This Sephiroth story, set after AC, depicts Sephiroth adjusting Cloud's body after he grows incomplete wings. Download links: https://app.box.com/s/i8oxk09bvnz7ydsaw23yqbg6atina5vd https://mega.nz/file/DXY3jDYL#pSO0di2KPREARCJ6AQyGskNfXv8lhybSj3d1069Gdb8

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Cory bites his bottom lip and spreads Cody's ass slightly as he continues thrusting inside of him. Akira looks over at Cody and Cory, chuckling, "they sure having fun," he mentions as he continues thrusting inside of Shuji. Shuji moans and nods his head, "yeah... though, it would be nicer of a experience if Cody wasn't inflicted by a drug."

Adrian smiles in his sleep and holds Cody close, snuggling against Cody's hair and slightly inhales Cody's scent.

Title：ちょっと一回つきあってみる？ / Chotto Ikkai Tsukiatte Miru? Author：カモバーガー / Kamoburger Year：2022 This is the prequel short story of Sweet Our 1R. LINK Please do not share outside this forum.

Title：スイートアワー1R / Sweet Our 1R Author：カモバーガー / Kamoburger Year：2020 LINK Please do not share outside this forum.

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