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So, a little bit of #CidClive as a gift to
@shepbleps.bsky.social for her birthday.

HAPPY BIRTDHAY!!!

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three of my wanted final fantasy magic the gathering cards - garnet, a full art vayne, and a torgal, a fine hound

BIRTHDAY LUCK

still thinking about naked, flushed cid in the middle of shiva and ifrit btw. i don't think there's ever been a point in my life where it's not been on the backburner

cid with two holes to take ifrit's two cocks... ifrit with two sets to raw cid but also take him... much to consider...

wherever they had come to play is a terrible mess. claw marks in the ground, boulders knocked several feet where they had once been. but cid was treated tenderly, past a few odd bruises (cid had asked for them). cid needs to be massaged and have a meal brought to him, while clive is peppy and eager

captain of the ship ready for it 🫡 endless respect...

just something great about cid being pulled around to be where ifrit wants him. bent, stripped. claws cutting through cid's clothes. and what a helpful curious tongue to get cid ready for what's to come. important to wear ifrit out now and again

like a large breed dog, you have to keep him entertained. let him stretch his legs and provide him with enriching games. cid is his favourite game, and cid doesn't mind ifrit being a little rough

(just need to push clive a little further in bed to rouse ifrit. ask where all that fire has gone.)

just a lot to be said about semiprimed clive under cid for a fun evening, and then cid under ifrit for a fun night

... think i'm sliding back into ifritcid

i may or may not enjoy him getting strapped by molly/desiree etc

also cid telamon getting strapped.

luckily the next time he has clive to comfort him, of course

hard for hours. a sticky mess within the first few orgasms & coming harder & harder each time. no change in the amount he's producing. only just out of sight of the road & crying out as he fucks himself, cock flushed in hand. maybe brought a toy in case of lonely nights in inns

cid sustaining a cactuar prick during a battle & getting so feverish. stumbling to his chocobo but losing his jacket, his shirt... past the chocobo, into the grassland. losing his belt & his trousers. palming over his smallthings & moaning thickly. rubbing against anything he can

and clive's most formulative memory of freedom is finding him one night. cid doesnt shy away, and clive realises he can look without being attacked. realises he has the choice to bathe in silence or chat. gets clean and cid just fills the quiet with a little nonsense. its nice

i think of cid telamon in a bath constantly. you know that's his favourite. goes late at night so its good & quiet. groans with satisfaction sinking into warm water. just relaxes before he washes his hair. makes himself come slow but hard. shaves his beard still naked and soaked

gav spotting cid's bruise in the baths and he yelps 'what the bloody hell happened to you' that it draws a crowd all looking at what are 100% teeth marks on their glorious leader's arse

clive bites his cheek hard enough to bruise btw. just so you know

clive still in his armour ripping cid's flimsy cotton trousers apart to suck him and prep him... he's been watching that man and that bulge walk around all afternoon. he's had enough

clive eating cid out like he's possessed though...

HE'S ADDICTED TO IT 100% AND ASKS FOR IT A LOT OVER THE FOLLOWING WEEK. NOTHING BETTER THAN CLIVE'S COCK

SORRY FOR YELLING BUT REALLY LIKE THE IDEA OF CID IN ABSOLUTE RAPTURE. ENJOYING HIMSELF THOROUGHLY AND COMING MESSILY ACROSS HIS BELLY. AND CLIVE LEAVES HIM EQUALLY MESSY BETWEEN HIS LEGS. THEN CLEANS HIM UP WITH HIS MOUTH. CID HASN'T HAD A MOUTH BETWEEN HIS LEGS IN EVEN LONGER

HIPS PROPPED UP BY A PILLOW AND CLIVE ENCOURAGES HIM TO STAY COMFORTABLE. SO CID BREATHES AND ENCOURAGES CLIVE TO HOLD HIS LEGS APART. SO CLIVE BUILDS A LOVELY, GRADUAL PACE & CID REMEMBERS HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO LET GO OF IT ALL AND TRUST. ALSO HOW GOOD IT IS TO BE FILLED WITH --

WANT TO SLEEP BUT STILL TOO HOT SO THINKING OF CID LETTING ANOTHER MAN FUCK HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YEARS. GRUNTING AT A FINGER OR TWO AND CLIVE IS PATIENT - KISSING HIS NECK, RUBBING HIS THIGH. CID GROANS WHEN CLIVE'S INSIDE BUT ROCKS BACK AGAINST HIM. THE HEAT IS A PROMISE

cid snickers with benedikta and barnabas by day & brings clive wine and lil courting gifts by night. clive doesnt realise they're courting gifts & works cid hard enough to bring him to tears and an orgasm strong enough that clive supposes that's why cid doesn't leave before dawn

rosaria hosting waloed for peace talks, and first shield clive falling into bed with lord commander cid, who he's heard fearsome tales of - a terrifying, dangerous swordsman. clive swiftly realises cid likes to be fingerfucked when he tops and kissed when he comes

just likes being pushed that bit further - having clive murmur into and bite his ear as they get down, being told how good he looks on top of clive 😇 cid's guttural moans into clive's throat and pulling tight around clive's fingers

in my head whenever cid tops clive is still fingerfucking him btw and cid loves it. just so you know

maybe in the morning cid lies on his belly, leg lifted, moaning endlessly as clive preps him. rubbing his prostate until the sheets are sticky. rolling his hips slow and purposeful... has him crying. maybe overstimulated when cid is done and clive is still taking what's his

it's a long while before cid gets to come and the eventual powerful orgasm is all consuming - seizing clive's hips to make him stay put, filling him up until there's nothing left, and cid sleeps like the dead afterwards. perfectly satisfied, fucked soft and sweet