Story Title: Sexual Healing
Pairing: Zangeal
Rating: M suggestive themes...XD
Game: Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core

Summary: When Cures don't seem to cut it.

"Nnngh.."

"It'd all be over in a minute. Just relax."
"Angeal." Zack whimpered against his mentor's soft voice.
"I know it hurts." Angeal rubbed his left ankle in smooth circles. The Cure should of taken place by now. "Is it getting any better? Try moving it."
He tired clenching his toes, then setting pressure on his heel. "A...a litt-oh Gods!" Zack sat up and doubled over in pain. "Fuck. It hurts!"
Angeal frowned and continued to massage his student's ankle, closing his eyes. Maybe Cura would work better.
"Nnngh, 'Geal!"

The older man leaned over and kissed the bit of flesh. He was starting to get worried. It had been two days since he shattered his ankle bone and it wasn't healing. SOLIDERs healed quite quickly thanks to Mako in their systems. "Zackary, when did you get your last Mako injection?"
"Last...month." He had to forced that out between clenched teeth.
"When's your next appointment."
"Next Monday."
Angeal frowned. It was now Thursday and even if they could be able to go see Hojo (as much as he hated to admit that), the man probably wouldn't of seen them. He would of said it could wait until later and go on with his failed experiments.
"I can't take you to Hojo-"
"Thank Gaia."A smile appeared on the older's face. "and Hollander's been sick. So you'll have to stay off your ankle for a few days."
"Buuuttt, what about training and I have this HUGE exam tomorrow and-"
Angeal leaned towards his ranting puppy, kissing him silent. It worked well like it always did. When he broke away, Zack leaned up to touched his lips once more in a snapping motion. Earning a laugh from the First, the boy grinned.
"So if I got stay off my foot that means someone's gotta take care of me."
Angeal blinked. "Puppy, you know fully well I can't-"
His puppy looked at him with sad eyes clinging to his arm. "But I want you too."
"Can't you get Kunsel to help? Or that...new friend of yours, the blonde."
"Cloud?" He shook his head. "Well, I guess." A smirk appeared suddenly as he took the swordsmen's hand and trailed it over his waistband. "I thought you didn't want other people to touch your property."

Angeal's eyes narrowed. The mere thought that someone would lay a finger on his student made his blood run cold. Zack was his and he was Zack's. That was the way it was meant to be.
Angeal's hand cupped Zack's growing hard-on and squeezed none too gently. "This," He hissed as he leaned to capture his lips in a kiss. "is mine and mine alone." Zack gasped at the manhandling and gave a breathy sigh. His mentor's control was cracking, slowly giving in to the thought of a helpless puppy needing taking care of. Injured ankle or not.

"So...will you take care of me, Commander?" Zack chuckled lightly as he leaned for another kiss, which was given very roughly.
"Bet your filthy ass, I will." Zack smirked. Oh, he was going to milk this more aggressive Angeal for a long time.

"Show me what you got, big guy. I want some sexual healing and I want it now."