Another old one from LJ. Warning - this is nothing but absolute foursome porn. Serious M.

THE WHITE ROOM

Part One

It was called the White Room, and it hardly needed any other description. But Angeal - who seemed to think it important to give Zack all the information he could - explained its purpose.

Though ShinRa as a whole thought of Sephiroth as a possession, there was not one high-ranking executive who wasn't terrified of their famous poster-boy. The president had many so many nervous noises about safety precautions that Hojo had with annoyance suggested a chamber be constructed in Sephiroth's apartment where he could be caged if an experiment went awry and he went into some kind of rage. It was nonsense, of course. Sephiroth had more self-control than the whole populations of most villages, and there was no way Hojo would ever allow his prized specimen to risk damaging himself when he had so many sedatives in convenient dart form.

Which left the general with a room that had no real purpose. Although Zack wasn't entirely clear about this. Angeal had rolled his eyes and muttered that Sephiroth and Genesis get plenty of use out of it, but he had changed the subject when Zack tried to question further. It was widely rumored that Sephiroth and Genesis were sexually involved, and Zack would have liked confirmation. But he was sixteen. Just old enough to be allowed to be with Angeal (as more than teacher and student) but in all other respects to be treated as a kid. It was pretty surprising that Angeal was letting this happen, though he could rarely deny Zack anything he wanted.

Genesis opened the heavy door and stepped back, letting Zack inside first with Angeal just behind him. It was about the size of a 2nd Class apartment's living room, and white. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall, every inch was covered with thick, white, soundproof padding. It was more solid and thinner on the floor, luckily, or the teenager's legs would have been even more unsteady.

Zack started when the door was closed behind them, but it was mainly due to Angeal's hands descending onto his shoulder's without warning. "Puppy."

"I remember."

"This stops any time you want it to. No one will be displeased. If you get uncomfortable - "

"I know. I promise."

"Goddess, Angeal, the way you hover," Genesis said idly, setting a black bag down in the corner. "You'd think we were trying to drag him behind the armory, gag him and see just how many inches of SOLDIER pride he can take."

"Silly me," Angeal scoffed. "It has been at least a week."

"I told you, I was only joking."

"Your actions, not your intent."

"Which speak louder?" The auburn-haired 1st Class sidled up to stand facing the boy, leaving a respectful enough distance between them, and smiled coyly. "Hello there, Puppy."

It was not Zack's way to be shy, but since Genesis's proximity was enough to make a lot of people run away, he could commend himself for bravery. "Sir."

"First names in here, pet." He leaned a little closer. Angeal's arm encircled the small waist, protective but not objecting, and the nervous boy looked curious, even a bit eager. "Can I touch him?"

Angeal gave Zack a questioning glance, which received a nod. "If he tells you to stop - "

"I know the rules."

Genesis had removed his gloves as they all had, and the hand that moved with deliberate slowness to cup Zack's cheek was whiter and softer than Angeal's. Unfamiliar, but nice, and very confident, as everything about Genesis was. He lightly brushed his knuckles southward to the jawbone first, then turned the hand palm-down and said "Mmm" as Zack instinctively turned into the touch. Two hands now to hold the innocent little face and marvel at the baby-softness of his skin. Angeal, he knew, still wrestled with guilt over the boy's age. Foolish, when it was clear that Zack wanted to be wrestled with.

Zack's heart was beating fast with excitement and apprehension. With the comforting presence of Angeal behind, he couldn't be scared. He saw that Sephiroth was leaning against the far wall and observing with interest. Not unexpected, Angeal had said he would probably hang back and watch at first. The general gave him a faint smile, intending to be comforting, but as always, the sheer inhuman hotness of him outshone everything else.

"Taking in the sights, pet?" Genesis smirked. "I see what you mean about his attention span, Angeal."

"Sorry, s-Genesis."

"Not at all. You can look at that one, but no touching without permission, hmm?" The 2nd nodded, showing a hint of surprise at the implication. "But for now, keep those eyes on me. Such a lovely blue. Like afternoon sunlight shimmering on the surface of tropical water."

Genesis had a way with words, and the ability to replace his usually lazy voice with sincerity. Those two talents combined with a seductive smile could make just about anyone swoon, but the boy just blinked at him innocently. There would be no luring this one away from Angeal, not that he was cruel enough to try. Still, who knew when or if Angeal would let them play with his puppy again? There should be no regrets, for any of them.

Genesis relocated one hand to Zack's side, feeling the developing muscles beneath the sweater. Very nice. At the same time, he moved in, making the boy think their lips were about to meet, then veering at the last minute to attack the pale neck. The young one made a delightful mewling sound as sensitive skin was licked and sucked. No marking him, Angeal had earlier commanded, the kill-joy, as though he wouldn't be coddling the boy and force-feeding him Potions when this was all done anyway.

More noises, and a slight tilt of the spiky-haired head. Angeal was kissing the other side of the neck, good for him. Zack was arching away from the body behind him, his back curving, and Genesis took the opportunity to explore beneath the sweater some more. His hand met Angeal's there, guided it to one nipple as Genesis took care of the other. Licking, sucking, circling, rubbing, they soon had the pretty boy moaning quietly. But it wouldn't do to go too far too soon.

"Let us undress you, pet."

Zack nodded, would have agreed to anything that meant more. Angeal whispered a concerned word or two, but gave Genesis enough room to slip the 2nd's sweater off, undid Zack's pants himself, even lifted him off the floor so Genesis could remove the boots and socks. When he was stripped entirely, Zack automatically tried to cover himself, and Angeal removed his hands and gently squeezed them. This was not so much for the benefit of the others as it was a reminder to the boy that he had nothing to be bashful about, but Genesis was grateful either way.

The puppy was simply glorious nude. He was solid and slender as befitted his profession, but with the slight softness of one who was still transitioning out of childhood. Mako and youth had conspired to create this tempting form, hairless, flawless, paler than field experience would one day make him. How could the boy be oblivious to his own charms? No wonder Angeal was so protective.

"Are you thinking what I am, Seph?"

The general was smiling appreciatively. "Indeed, though not so crudely, I'm sure. Very beautiful."

Zack looked away, embarrassed, and Angeal kissed his cheek. "He never believes me when I tell him, either."

"Would some evidence help, pet?" Genesis guided Zack's hand to feel the hard bulge in his leather pants, and the boy's eyes widened. "Yes, you did that. Let's see if we can't do the same for you."

It didn't take much. Genesis cupped the half-soft organ and it sprang to attention, excited and suffering none of its owner's apprehension. The touches remained feather-light, giving pleasure but not ready for the boy to come yet. Angeal remained close, offering his presence as a constant reassurance, but Zack's eyes looked ahead, mesmerized by Genesis's. They were hard and smirking as always, but fixed on him, desiring him. It was surreal.

When the stimulation stopped, Zack looked down in dismay and confusion and tried to take over himself, but Genesis snatched his hands before they could descend.

"I like you like this, Puppy. Why end the first chapter so soon? Such wide eyes. Yes, pet, tonight I plan to see you come as many times as your body will allow. Now, what shall we do for the first? I had some ideas, didn't I, Seph?"

"Indeed. Was there not some mention of discipline?"

"Right! We want to see what happens when the puppy misbehaves. And don't hold back, Angeal. I know you're not as vanilla as you pretend to be."

This time Zack nodded even before permission could be asked, and Angeal smiled into his hair. "He'll have to be disobedient first. I can't punish him for nothing."

"Easy enough," Genesis shrugged. "Fair, bend over and give me fifty."

"Fifty what?" Sephiroth asked, puzzled.

"I'll think of something, if the view doesn't distract me."

With a whispered reassurance from Angeal, Zack masked his nervousness with a petulant frown. "No."

"No? Are you refusing a direct order, Lieutenant?"

"Yes, sir, I am."

"Consider yourself submitted for discipline," Genesis hissed. "Commander Hewley, this one needs to be shown how we reward insubordination."

"I think you're right."

Angeal whirled Zack around so they were face-to-face, or rather face-to-solar-plexus, taking the height difference into account. It wasn't their usual position for this, but Zack showed a willingness to improvise, hooking his arms around his teacher's neck. Angeal's hand slowly ran down the boy's back to caress the shapely cheeks, and without warning delivered a sharp smack to them. Zack yelped, and Genesis and Sephiroth made nearly twin noises of surprise and approval. They had joked that such a thing went on between the pair, but it was quite another thing to see confirmed.

Knowing Angeal, he was hurting the boy very little or not at all, but Zack got into the spirit of things very well, playing his expected part with a talent he was probably unaware of. With each slap, he made a puppy whimper into Angeal's chest, such a pathetic sound that, had this been a real punishment, any officer with a heart would have let him off. He hid his face against Angeal's chest, nuzzled him like a dog seeking his master's favor, accepting the spanking docilely as something he deserved. The frequency of the smacks increased, nearly to the point that he was driven to orgasm, then tapered off, and Angeal stroked the nape of his neck and kissed his chastened puppy's cheek.

"You don't mean to be bad, do you?"

"No, sir, I want to be good for you."

"You need me to discipline you, Puppy. So you learn."

"Yes..."

"And I do this because I love you."

"I love you too." Zack got this out just before his lips were captured, and a hand - all gentleness now - soothed the skin it had made pink and sore to the touch.

Sephiroth was nearly purring, only missing the actual sound, and Genesis was pretty sure the solid bulge in his own pants wasn't a misplaced chunk of materia.

Never known for his patience or ability to ask first, Genesis crossed the space between them in a couple quick strides, grasped the enticing 2nd's waist and pressed his clothed groin to the warm, bare backside. Ah, yes, that took some of the pressure off, and increased it at the same time. Zack merely made a questioning noise as the 1st began to thrust, shaking his head when Angeal made to protest. The boy was being held too firmly, he couldn't push forward to find his own release, but he didn't object to what Genesis was doing, the frenzy that the display of spanking had caused. He was kind of proud of it.

"Just a taste...of what's ahead, pet," Genesis gasped in his ear. "Soon you'll have all this cock inside you, but first you'll beg me for it, weep for it..." Genesis made sure to grip him without warning, jerk him harder than Angeal would do, and nibbled lightly on his ear as the boy cried out and spurted.

When they both finished their release, Genesis stepped back, letting Angeal cradle Zack, and stripped off his own rumpled and soiled clothes. Sephiroth came forward to help, offering a seductive smile that very nearly made Genesis forget the matter at hand. Possessively, he pulled the general closer and stole a long and breathless kiss from him. Sephiroth took his wet hand and lapped the semen from it, deliberately and delicately and even Angeal was watching, now gently turning Zack around and telling him to look.

"Holy shit," the kid whispered, making Genesis laugh. "So it's true?"

No answer was needed. Genesis slammed Sephiroth against the padded wall and claimed his mouth again, holding his wrists apart in a clear display of dominance. When the arms went still and stopped fighting him, Genesis was able to grab the long silver hair in one fist and yank it to expose a pale neck. His lips attacked, seemingly strong enough to bruise though they left no mark, and Sephiroth threw his head back and submitted.

"Who do you belong to?" Genesis growled, his voice still oddly musical as it always was. "Say it, whore!"

"To you, seme." Amazingly, Sephiroth was no less intimidating when he gave in this way. His beauty alone was so singular and startling as to be frightening, maybe that was why. "Seme, may I speak?"

"Yes, my angel." The answer was gentler, as were the fingers caressing the general's face.

"We're not finished with the puppy. Play with him more, please? Let me watch a little longer."

"Anything for you." Genesis kissed him tenderly and came back, unsurprised to find the young guest of honor panting at what he'd witnessed. "Surprised, pet? Yes, he's mine as you are Angeal's. If you behave, I'll let you see him, and maybe even touch."

The dark pupils of the pale blue eyes were dilated with arousal, the boy appeared almost drugged. And no less innocent for what he'd done with Angeal, what all three of them intended to do with him. Maybe this inviolable purity and sweetness was what brought out such protectiveness in Angeal, and such an impulse to defile in Genesis. He grasped the boy's upper arms and tugged gently, smiling with reassurance.

"Trust me, Angeal. Come, pet, come into my arms. I won't hurt you. Let me hold you."

Angeal released him without much hesitation, so Zack felt safe enough to hug Genesis and even snuggle a little into the body that was smaller than the one he was used to. Oh, this was surprisingly pleasant in itself. The young one showed no fear, gave this affection so readily. This was what Angeal received every day...no wonder he guarded it wth his life. Even Genesis had a realization that he would fight to protect this boy, and not only for love of Angeal.

"Good puppy. Good puppy." Genesis pet him as he had seen his friend do, and Zack eagerly accepted the attention, would have been wagging his tail if he had one. "Yes, you're very good."

Wanting to share this feeling with Sephiroth, he lifted the boy just off the floor and carried him over, so they could pet him together, hold hands while they took turns whispering praise and kissing the teenager's face and neck. Zack contentedly allowed it all, somehow relaxed between two of the most famous SOLDIERs on the planet and shifting in cooperation to let them explore.

Angeal watched this with a mixture of conflicting emotions. Jealousy was unavoidable, and understandable as he observed his precious one being fondled by two very attractive men. As always, logic comforted him, reminding that these men were his best friends and would never take Zack from him, and that Zack was utterly devoted to him anyway. He no longer regretted muttering aloud about Genesis's repeated requests to "play with the puppy" that Zack had overheard and indignantly asked why not. Angeal had been casually involved with his best friends before, prior to Genesis and Sephiroth becoming a serious couple, and he trusted them. It even felt sort of right letting Zack share in something he had himself belonged to.

And the sight before him was almost mind-bogglingly hot. Sephiroth was still clothed (to not distract Zack entirely, most likely), but all three were so beautiful, so given over to this intimacy that shut out the rest of the world. They were teasing Zack, making no secret of their desire, but handling him with tenderness and affection. Genesis, who had always guarded their exclusive trio with explosive jealousy, and Sephiroth, who never let his walls down for anyone else.

What a wonder Zack was. Only he could have done this.

Sephiroth slipped behind the boy and held him up, slowly tracing the shell of an ear with his tongue. Genesis had wet his fingers and was rubbing Zack's nipples into firm, glistening nubs. Dazed, Zack's eyes found his teacher's, and he smiled vaguely and reached out a hand. An invitation, not a cry for help.

"I think your puppy wants us all, Angeal. Come, join us."

He did, stroking Zack's side and kissing him. When he drew back he was caught by Sephiroth's glimmering silver eyes and a smile of something even warmer than approval.

"You chose well, Angeal," he said, high praise for them both from this source.

Zack moaned, both a happy and needy sound. All the hands that pet him only made him shift more restlessly.

"Ah, youth," Genesis sighed nostalgically. The boy was stiff again, plump and eager between the muscular legs, and the fingers that traced it felt it swell further. "Would you like Sephiroth's hand this time, pet?"

"Oh...please, please - "

"Ask, Puppy. Tell us what you want." Genesis wet Angeal's index finger with his tongue and used it to probe the leaking slit. Not enough to hurt him, just enough to make it weep more. "Your master is here, he will allow it."

"Please let me come...I need it, please..."

Sephiroth took him in hand, kissing in a line from the boy's neck to ear. "I've killed with these hands," he murmured in a voice like silk. "For that I exist. Are you so willing to put yourself in my power?"

"Yes, yes - "

"Are you like the other SOLDIERs? Have you imagined my fingers or my lips around your pretty cock, making you writhe, draining the life out of you? Do you trust me to stroke you until you can't hold back any longer?"

"Fuck, yes, yes - "

"What if I want more? What if I want to fuck your mouth, make you drink the seed I give you and thank me for it, or I want to force you to the floor and fill your clenching hole until you bleed and scream and tremble like a violated...little...puppy?"

"Anything, please!" Sobbing with need as he was stroked too slowly, Zack turned his head and let Sephiroth's mouth force his own open.

If the general's 'threats' had been some kind of test, the boy passed. He followed where Sephiroth led, allowed the hot tongue to ravish and plunder and stake just a temporary claim. If he had fought he would have been choked; instead he let his head loll and Sephiroth take all he wanted. The others voiced no objections, occupied as they were becoming. Genesis put his lips around one nipple and began to gently lick and suckle, and Angeal did the same on the other side. Zack's hands grasped a shoulder of each, and his arms were trembling.

"Not till I say you can, Puppy," Sephiroth whispered. "Now."

Zack nearly screamed this time, but he came on command, and Angeal and Genesis straightened up to watch. Sephiroth remained calm, a tranquil expression of beatific pleasure on his face, and the only movement he made was the flicking of his wrist as he brought Zack off. His other arm was around the boy's waist, holding him easily as his knees buckled and he collapsed.

Anticipating his friend's often-near-hysterical level of concern, Sephiroth handed Zack over to Angeal without needing to be asked. Though Zack was far from needing to be reassured; he was beaming a tired smile and breathing heavily. With a knowing glance, Sephiroth communicated to Genesis what they'd both realized - it was just as often Angeal who needed the comfort.

While Zack caught his breath against the firm, welcome pillow of his mentor's chest, Genesis reached out and gently threaded his fingers into the boy's soft hair. "Does he like being scratched behind the ear?"

"Next you'll want to reward him with chewtoys," Sephiroth said dryly.

"Like...bones...better," Zack panted.

Genesis bounced on his heels. Bounced. It was a chilling sight.

"And filthy-minded too! Where do I get one of my own?"

"This one is one of a kind," Angeal said fondly, cuddling his puppy.

"I'll give you my sword."

"Genesis!"

"My sword, Loveless, and a photograph of the president being spanked by Scarlet."

"Where did you get - no! Are you seriously attempting to buy my student from me?"

"A pair of Seph's underwear. I know a couple of rich old perverts who'd sign over their fortunes for it."

"I wish you wouldn't say that so loudly," Sephiroth sighed. "You might give the executives ideas I'd rather them not entertain."

"Should do a...SOLDIER calendar," Zack mumbled, making them wonder how awake he was. "1st Classes...in their underwear. It'd be hot."

"This pup of yours is a font of excellent ideas, Angeal. Is he ready for our next game?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I want to see The Thing," Genesis said, implying the capitalized words by the emphasis in his voice. "We both do."

Angeal hesitated. He knew what they meant. One night while catching up with his old friends, Angeal had had one beer more than his usual and confided to them something he and Zack had done a couple times. Those had also been alcohol-induced. There was a pattern there, and he'd think about it the next time his arms weren't full of warm, naked puppy.

The Thing, as Genesis had termed it, was unquestionably, undeniably hot. No sooner had Angeal described it than Genesis politely excused himself, dragged Sephiroth into the bathroom by his hair and returned ten minutes later with his pants on backwards. Ever since, he had been begging to see it. Zack had no objection, he loved it and declared it to be possibly the most erotic thing ever.

Angeal too enjoyed it...it was just that The Thing was dangerous if not done exactly right. Extreme care was always taken, but it still made Angeal uneasy. He didn't think Zack weak, as observers of his coddling might assume. He was in fact in awe of his puppy's potential and determination. Zack was simply his whole world and he could not bear the thought of causing him pain or discomfort.

"Angeal," the boy said, looking up with eyes that were now awake, "I want to. You should trust yourself as much as I trust you."

Angeal nodded with a reassured smile. "Whisper back the rules to me, Pup."

No need to worry - Zack remembered every detail perfectly, and that and his certainty were enough to convince Angeal. Zack lay down flat on the floor and breathed slowly and deeply as Angeal stripped and straddled his chest, keeping the weight on his powerful legs. Genesis and Sephiroth settled nearby, greatly excited that they were finally going to see the puppy's party trick.

A few minutes passed with nothing happening, only Zack continuing to breathe more slowly and deeply through his nose like he was putting himself into a trance. Angeal pet his hair at the same speed, whispering what sounded like "Relax" over and over again. Zack was certainly following orders. His muscles were completely devoid of tension, and he lay like a corpse or someone in very deep sleep. His remarkable eyes remained open but were unfocused, looking far away or inward though they seemed locked on Angeal.

The commander took Zack's limp hands and put them on his own thighs, saying "Hold" so they wouldn't slip off the moment he released them. Blinking almost in slow motion, Zack parted his lips, his signal that they could begin. Angeal edged forward a little and put his erection to the boy's mouth, which opened wider and easily took him in. At the same crawling speed, Angeal fed him bit by bit, giving more each time Zack indicated his readiness by softly scratching his nails down the right thigh.

Angeal was not inhuman in size, but he was substantial, a length and width anyone would be proud of. Genesis and Sephiroth watched in breathless wonder as Zack took all of it, a quarter or half an inch at a time. His throat muscles were so well-relaxed that his gag reflex was not triggered, and he accepted the organ with no difficulty, blinking calmly and trusting Angeal completely. By the time only an inch remained, Genesis wondered mildly if he was running a fever or his head was merely on fire. Oh, Goddess, all of it now. How was Angeal keeping control, caressing the young one's hair and cheeks rather than fucking his skull?

"Begin, Pup."

Moving like a zombie or subject of hypnosis, Zack relocated his right hand to his own recently-spent cock and began to bring it back to life. He stimulated himself to full hardness, all the while breathing through his nose in a way that reminded Sephiroth of mystics he had seen in Wutai, shamans who used deep meditation to commune with their gods.

Either Angeal knew his student very well or they had another signal that wasn't obvious; somehow he knew when Zack was erect. "Ready?"

The 2nd Class deliberately blinked once. Carefully, Angeal set his index finger and thumb on either side of Zack's nose and pinched the nostrils shut. This was by far the hardest part for Angeal, having to keep fear out of his face lest it startle Zack. He smiled to cover it, and said "Harder."

The boy's busy hand sped up. Zack didn't prolong this unnecessarily, he knew too well how worried Angeal got. He often got some good-natured teasing from 1sts and fellow 2nds about how his mentor loved to baby him, but Zack just laughed along with them. It didn't bother him, because he knew it had nothing to do with his own capabilities and everything to do with Angeal's tendency to be protective with everyone he loved, in varying degrees. If Sephiroth put up with it, anyone should be able to.

Zack kept himself perfectly calm, having learned that panicking or struggle only increased the need for oxygen. He was safe, Angeal was watching him like a hawk, probably too concerned to be properly enjoying the sight beneath him. Genesis (who trusted Angeal as implicitly as Zack did) had no such qualms, and was gasping soundlessly at the performance. Even in his fantasies, he had never seen the puppy looking quite so thoroughly debauched, and of course the edge of danger involved made it all the more delicious. Sephiroth's gaze was just as intent, though as was often the case, it concealed more feeling than it showed.

Angeal and Zack were perfectly in sync with each other, as always. Angeal stared and pet and breathed softly with a haze of arousal filming his eyes. Zack slowed his stroking when he reached the cusp, sensing something...his rain-colored eyes blinked, then closed in surrender, and his head fell to the side as much as it could with a huge penis still lodged in his throat.

Angeal acted before he or anyone else could be alarmed. He let go of Zack's nose and hastily withdrew until only the swollen head of his cock remained buried. A light slap to the cheek was all it took, and the pretty blues flew open, a deep breath was taken, and Zack's hand returned to its work instantly. Even the brief oxygen deprivation had pushed him so much further that barely a full stroke was needed, and the boy let out a muted, still-loud cry that was felt in the nether regions of all present. Zack's hand filled with come so fast that it slipped off and lay against his thigh, and for the rest he could only thrust into the air to complete the long orgasm.

Genesis had never kept much of a porn collection (his answer to why not would be to gesture to Sephiroth and say "I'm living in one"), but if he had, it would have been rendered inadequate forever by this. Fair lifted his head with surprising strength to take Angeal back in and went right ahead with a suction so powerful that it drew his cheeks in comically and made his face look like a theater mask. Angeal was close and unable to wait, spilling release into Zack's throat while the kid himself was still spurting.

To be concluded.