-Still Mine-

"No, no, please no!" Cloud paced back and forth in Zack's apartment. "Please, I'm begging."

"Chocobo, he's my superior. And he personally told me to deliver these papers to him."

Cloud blushed at his pet name. "But to his apartment?"

"Babe, you know Sephiroth does a lot of work from home." Zack kissed him. "I'll keep it strictly business. Promise."

"Fine." Cloud huffed.

Zack headed out the door. "By the way," he called, "I'm taking the Fenrir."

Cloud's eyes widened. "Don't you fuck up my bike Zack Fair!" he yelled, but the door was already shut.

Zack smiled evilly because he finally was going to ride Cloud's "baby". He would bet gil that Cloud baby talked to it.

Zack mounted the huge bike, getting a feel of it. He clutched the accelerator and it jumped so hard he nearly fell off.

"Woah, fast. How does a little guy like Cloud manage this?"

He then grinned because he realized he had just stranded Cloud at his apartment.

Zack laughed as popped a wheelie on Fenrir, knowing Cloud would flip shit.

He sped down the desolate down town road, green lights all around him. The huge ShinRa ruins cast a wave of fear into his core and he punched the accelerator.

Sephiroth lived in the nice apartments owned by ShinRa so Zack had to fumble around for his I.D. at the gate, he laughed sheepishly when he couldn't find it.

The security guard scowled at him then turned when he heard the P.A. system buzzed.

Sephiroth's voice buzzed in the intercom . "I am expecting a guest tonight. Please let him in."

"Yes sir, Mr. Sephiroth."

"That's me," Zack grinned.

The guard pursed his lips. "Very well."

Zack secretly stuck his tounge out at the man as he rode by.

He parked Fenrir in the underground garage, knowing Cloud would flip shit if he saw his baby out in the open like this. He did lock it though.

The elevator ride up took a long time, so long that Zack was beginning to think Sephiroth lived in a penthouse suite.

The elevator dinged as the door opened and Zack turned down the hall. 131. Yep, this was Sephiroth's place.

He knocked on the door, which was opened by a small girl― oops, it was actually a boy Zack realized when he saw the thong/armour thing on him and heard his voice.

"Yes?" he said, pursing purple lips. His blue eyes said "What the fuck do you want, hurry up and spit it out."

"You must be Kuja."

He tossed his silver hair, which caught lilac in the light. "Yes, I am. And you are?"

"Zack. Zack Fair."

He held

Out his hand which Kuja looked disdainfully at. He stepped back and let him in.

Zack, feeling fool, thrust his ignored hand into his pocket.

Zack looked the spellcaster over.

"Well, what is it?" Kuja barked.

"Ummm," Zack said, pulling his hand out of his pocket to rub the back of his head. "You sure don't wear to much…"

Kuja huffed. "At least I'm not an overdressed fool like you!"

Zack let out a yip of laughter. That was ironic, despite his skimpy outfit, Kuja was actually the overdressed one.

They both turned around when the ominous thud of boots could be heard approaching them.

"Kuja, go back into the room and get ready for me." said Sephiroth, rubbing a gloved hand over Kuja's ass.

Kuja grinned, and Zack would've sworn his hair and eyes took on a red twinge. "Yes sir, General."

Sephiroth gave Kuja's ass a rough smack as the male poked fun. He meant business.

Kuja, light as air, floated off pouting. They heard the door click.

Zack laughed. "Haha, he's not really going to have much to take off, eh, Seph―"

Zack was thrust against the wall, hard.

"What the―"

He opened his eyes to Sephiroth, who had raised him by his neck to eye level. Zack dropped the file of papers he had been holding.

"I remember when you used to call me that." Sephiroth licked Zack's upper lip.

"Seph―"

Sephiroth cut him off by pushing against his throat. He bit Zack's earlobe and ran his tounge around on the silver stud. He reached his hand down to stroke Zack's crotch.

Zack panted, unable to speak.

Sephiroth hooked one of Zack's legs in-between his own and ground a very massive leather clad erection against his thigh.

"Say it. I want you to beg. Tell me what you used tell me."

Zack cried out a little as Sephiroth eased the pressure on his throat. Zack's eyes were brimming with tears.

"Say it." Sephiroth commanded.

"Fuck me please General. I am nothing but a lowly cadet. Fuck me please."

Sephiroth chuckled. "And how you would have to beg to be released."

"Permission to come, Sir! " Zack bit out, knowing it was exactly what Sephiroth wanted to hear, knowing he would never come like this. He wouldn't let himself.

"No." Sephiroth said. "You know you don't have permission until I come first."

Zack was fighting back tears, his throat constricting.

Sephiroth dropped him and stepped back.

"But I'm not in the mood for you. You can't make me come anymore. So you may leave."

"Thankyou, Sir!" Zack barked, running from Sephiroth.

"But Zack, you will always be mine. You will never escape my shadow."