Disclaimer: Don't own, though I wish I did.

Warning: M/M sex and violance

A/N: Pre-Crisis Core. Many thanks to Andrannath aka IceLady for helping me out with this. The second piece is the work of an evil bunny.


Recovery

Their advance is halted by the river. Four days of thoughtless bloodshed to capture the bridgehead, two more for the other.

They're given a day's rest to recover.

Everyone is tired, jaded. No one notices when two Firts Classes disappear into the forest.

Lips crash into lips, teeth colliding, hands tearing, gripping, pulling in growling, animalistic want.

"Gen, we don't have anything…"

"Do it," he rasps, teeth sinking deep into his gloved hand, the primal taste of leather absorbing his scream. He feels blood trickling down his thighs; searing white pain that confirms he's alive. Head falling back, he grunts through his teeth.

„H-harder…"


Restless

Their advance is halted by the river. It takes four days of thoughtless bloodshed to capture the bridgehead, two more to capture the other.

The SOLDIERs are given a day's rest to recover.

Genesis leans back to a tree, watching the water still throwing up dead bodies just to swallow them again. He hears the approaching footsteps, but doesn't look up.

"Why are you torturing yourself?" Angeal sighs and leans to the very same tree.

"Six days of massacre for this bridge…" Genesis sighs, pushes himself away, eyes now resting on the steel structure. "Sephiroth would've done it in four."