BMIK: Cid Highwind, Weiss and Nero
Chephren: Yazoo
Chapter 12
Yazoo had received a call maybe 15 minutes ago from Tseng. An internationally-known aviator, Cid Highwind, owner of a multiconglomerate shipping company was in town for the evening and desired some company. One of his contacts, Barret Wallace the oil tycoon, had recommended Genesis and Yazoo to Mr. Highwind personally but this was the first opportunity that the pilot had found to stop in and Genesis had a client this evening. Yazoo was game. Not that he had a choice really but it sure beat sitting alone in his room pining after Vincent, wanting to call but knowing that he needed to give his beloved space.
The pilot had a very specific fantasy that he wanted to play out this evening and the silver haired youth once again found himself seated in his plush armchair waiting for his guest.
Earlier this evening, Yazoo had shed combat boots and baggy pants for a black school girl uniform. Other colors had been available but really Yazoo only wanted black. The skirt was accented with lacy petticoats because it was from Chez Nous and not a real uniform at all. The top part of the uniform was silky and sheer enough so that if you looked closely, the client would be able to see through it to Yazoo's small nipples and it would be obvious that the Fairy didn't have female breasts. Perhaps that was part of the kink. Under his uniform, he wore a pair of lace panties that were something like a little girl would wear, not sexy but sweet with little ruffles on the cuff. The final touch were a pair of black and white saddle shoes with lace anklet socks.
He stared out his window, awaiting his guest, not really excited about it. Usually, kink intrigued him but tonight, he wasn't in the mood. He really hadn't thought about the fact that he would have to do this again, assuming it would be a snap, like riding a bike or something.
Cid got out of the car, being guided upstairs by one of the bodyguards, but he didn´t even notice them. He was used to having them tail him every second. Instead, he had a look at his watch, estimating how much time he´d have for this adventure. A cigarette was dangling from the corner of his mouth and he was unshaven, a trait that brutally clashed with his expensive designer suit and Italian shoes, but Cid didn´t care. He was a self-made man, had worked his way up to the top and no one dared saying anything about his appearance anymore anyway.
Although tonight... he wanted to look authentic, to get the utmost pleasure out of the experience. When he got out of the changing room that was provided by the Golden Lotus, he was more than satisfied; Barret hadn´t bragged too loudly about the establishment´s qualities.
He was wearing a pair of thick glasses and a nerdy outfit, looking like the epitome of a math teacher. His wild blond hair was sleeked back but his beard was still there. In his right hand, he held a pointer and if it hadn't been for his cig, Cid wouldn´t have recognized himself.
Unceremoniously, he opened the door to Yazoo´s room, starting the game right away.
"Good afternoon, little missus. Ya here fer another round o' detention?"
Yazoo noticed a black-suited man he had never seen before standing behind Rude, who had volunteered to man Yazoo's door personally during his session tonight. A small smile signaled the two men that he was grateful before the door closed again and Yazoo was completely alone with his new client. The man wasted no time with pleasantries, getting straight to the point. Yazoo appreciated that.
He rose to his feet dutifully as a student would for their teacher on instinct but there was defiance in his eyes. "Sir I would like to contest my sentence to detention today. I was not the one who put that rotten apple in your desk, I swear."
Cid was stunned by the blushing beauty that awaited him and needed to gulp, the beast in his pants instantly reacting. He slowly circled the little school girl, letting his eyes travel over the almost translucent shirt, and the very short skirt that showed off long legs and the soft curves of a perfect bottom.
"Is that so?" he queried, pushing his glasses up, and slowly letting the pointer wander up Yazoo´s leg with the tip up to the skirt, and lifting the fabric a little to reveal more of that sweet ass and a glimpse of the panties.
"Didn´t ya put it in there deliberately... to get another detention?"
Yazoo gasped as he felt the man's eyes on him, playing his part well.
"… I didn't," he insisted, as some poor student would, not having perpetrated their crime or at least trying to fib their way out of detention. "Please, Mr. Highwind, I have homework to do. If I don't go to my tutoring session, my dad will kill me."
"Well then, I suggest you comply or else it´ll take longer. Wouldn´t want for Daddy to get angry at his lil girl." Cid let the tip of the pointer trail down a bit again before he gave Yazoo´s ass a very light slap. "Ya need to get punished for your crimes, don´tcha think?"
His heavy accent pushed through again but he didn´t care. Standing behind Yazoo, he sniffed the boy´s hair, not quite touching him, until he grunted, "Get on ya knees."
The silver haired youth's breath hitched. This Highwind fellow certainly had the creepy pervert vibe down pat.
"But I didn't do it…" he insisted again, a small noise of protest escaping his throat as he moved to get on his knees, stretching his limbs so that Cid would be able to see everything he would want to see. The pointer moving over his skin made goose bumps rise on it and he shivered.
"Yeah, keep telling yaself dat," Cid snorted, very much appreciating the view that was displayed to him. Yazoo´s panties were glancing up at him, having been caught a bit in between firm flesh...
"I know what a lil bitch ya are, and ya gotta be punished for ya insolence." The pointer slapped against Yazoo´s ass, a bit harsher, but not enough that it would hurt. Sting, maybe... The sound of the device hitting the boy´s bottom again could be heard as Cid slowly walked around to the other side to have a look from there as well. "Did that hurt, little girl?"
Yazoo bit his lip and bowed his head, uttering a quiet "Yessir," as if it did but as if she was too proud to admit it, defiant little girl that she was. Really it felt quite nice and there would be tiny welts that formed from it. In a way, Yazoo felt as if he deserved punishment too for his entire day today. He welcomed it, arching into any touch on his pale skin.
"Good girl..." Cid drawled, resting the pointer against Yazoo´s inner thigh and slowly moving it up, until it rested at the little bulge that Yazoo´s balls formed under the tight fabric.
"Now, what do we have here?" he drawled, poking the flesh a bit and then stroking over the curve. He moved the pointer up again to the young man´s rump and pushed the panties down, revealing white skin and the sweet cleft, further down until the panties were hanging between Yazoo´s legs. "Gettin' a little excited?"
"Hnh," Yazoo moaned in agreement, pushing his pelvis back to find that little metal intruder again. This was a very sexy game and he was excited indeed. His cock stood to attention beneath his short skirt and his nipples hardened. "Sir, we mustn't… what if someone came in here?"
"Then they´d see ya secret, wouldn´t they?" Cid breathed, excited when he saw Yazoo´s pretty pink cock all hard and pure. The way Yazoo was on his knees in that tiny outfit, his head tilted to look up over his shoulder at Cid with that worried look, as if he was about to cry from embarrassment... Cid was so turned on, his pants were way too tight and he brazenly rubbed over the bulge, groaning with relief.
"Whatcha got there for me, lil girl? Cock, eh? Does Daddy know about this? I bet he does..." Cid let the pointer slide up the length as far as possible and then hit Yazoo´s ass again with it.
"Y-yes!" Yazoo yelped at the strike, playing along eagerly, his body arching. "He knows… but he always wanted a little girl…" His voice trailed off in pretend embarrassment but he was so turned on now that he had become wet, precum dewing on the tip of his erection.
"Please Mr. Highwind sir… don't tell anyone…" he begged.
"Depends," Cid replied, delighted by his power. "Ya tellin' me the truth now. Didcha put the apple there?" he asked strictly. pushing his glasses up again and giving Yazoo another firm slap. Oh, he had great plans and the night was still so young...
"I know you did, just admit it."
"No! I didn't. Please believe me, sir, please!" Yazoo whimpered, needing more, his cheeks burning with delighted embarrassment as he could see himself across the room reflected in his window, hooded glowing emerald eyes gazing back at him. This was just too delicious.
"How can I prove it to you?"
"You´re a tough one, aren´t ya?" Cid sighed in slight frustration but it was faked because he was pretty much excited. He gave Yazoo´s ass one last slap before he crouched down behind him, gripping his cheeks and pulling them apart to reveal what lay in between and the little entrance nestled there, wrinkled and rosy. "Who was it if it not you, eh?"
Yazoo's buttocks felt hot from the impact and he gasped as he felt the air caressing his hole, knowing Cid was inspecting it.
"Someone… but I don't want to get them in trouble so I can't… tell you…" His hole clenched and then opened, eagerly waiting for something to tease it, go inside it. "What are you going to do with me, sir?" The silver haired youth's cheeks were as warm and rosy as his ass right now with the anticipation.
"I´ll get the truth outta ya," Cid replied sternly, brushing with his thumb over the clenching muscle, softly teasing it. "Ya like being spanked, don´t ya? Excites ya..." This time he slapped Yazoo´s red ass with the palm of his hand, at the same time stroking over the little wrinkle again.
"This isn't right… Daddy doesn't want anyone else to spank me…" Yazoo looked like he might cry but really it was in pleasure that his expression contorted.
"I…" Over his time here, Yazoo had picked up on the fact that while incest was in real life considered disgusting and something he was judged for… in the bedroom on the opposite side of the gil, it wasn't like that at all. The idea of incest was quite a sexy one. The world was full of mixed signals.
However, he also knew that it was best to role play the fantasy out here so that those who dreamed of incest did not execute it on their own loved ones. His voice got really small and meek, barely audible, as he pretended it was something he was ashamed of. "I do… like it."
"Oh... really..." Cid had a hard time not cumming at the words and the look Yazoo shot him. Licking his lips, he hastily fumbled with his zipper and with a relieved groan, he pulled out his erect dick, letting it dangle between his legs. "Does Daddy do this to you as well?"
He dipped his head down, stretching Yazoo´s buttocks apart and let his tongue trail over the entrance, eyes closed, eagerly licking Yazoo´s fuckhole.
"Y-yes!" Yazoo's body bucked, pressing his needy entrance against that slick wet muscle.
"Please…" he begged desperately, wanting Cid to go inside but as a student who is too embarrassed to ask for more when they feel so naughty and forbidden. "Daddy does lick me… sometimes."
"You slut... you like that, don´t ya? Getting your ass fucked like that?" Cid took enough time to pant, sliding forward and grabbing Yazoo´s ass tighter, almost pulling the boy into his lap, before he let his tongue flicker over the delicious hole again, pressing against the muscle till it loosened and he could feel the tip sliding inside. Eagerly he pushed further, sweat running down his temples, saliva dripping from his lips as he started to tongue fuck the slutty school girl with the secret dick.
Yazoo whimpered, pressing his hips back harder to take more of that delicious feeling into his body.
"Y-yes…" his eyes were closed, his cheeks flushed as he turned his head again to watch what Cid did to him in the window. "Please, more… just like that, Mr. Highwind sir…" he whispered, his breath hitching in delight. His skirt had fallen backward, completely baring his ass and private parts to the cool air of the room.
Cid continued to slide his tongue in and out, swirling it around in the tight channel, pressing it against the flesh. Eventually he let go though, replacing his tongue with a finger he drew in till the last knuckle.
"Look at ya, needy lil bitch. Want something more? Something bigger, better?" He lifted his hips a bit, grabbing his cock and stroking it for Yazoo to see.
"Y-yess!" Yazoo cried as he saw that rosy flesh waved at him in the hazy reflection and turned to look over his shoulder so that he could have another look.
"Bigger… and better…" Then he added for good measure, "So much bigger than Daddy's," with wonder in his emerald eyes, his hips absently rocking on that obliging finger.
"Daddy put it in there too, eh?" Cid pushed another finger into the slick tunnel that vanished deeper inside Yazoo´s body, pushing and searching for the boy´s special gland.
"Ya want it bad but ya first gotta tell me who did it," the man demanded, pulling and stroking his cock harder, warm breath rushing out of his mouth accompanied by loud moans and groans. Gods, he was so massively turned on, he wanted to fuck the kid doggy style already!
"Mm... it was..."
Yazoo pressed back harder, his body needing that spot deep inside him touched, caressed... loved.
"It... was..."
Bracing his hands on the soft coverlet in front of him, the silver haired youth's body rocked, his rosy cock glistening with precum that occasionally brushed against the sheets, leaving a dewy trail across it.
"... me."
"Yeah, I knew it! Ya wanted to get my special attention, didn´t cha? My cock in ya ass, heh? Cos mine´s bigger than ya daddy´s!" Cid gave his cock a long stroke, milking some precum from the head. At the same time, he rapidly sped up his fingers inside Yazoo, twisting them.
"Y-yes!" the boy cried, electric jolts sending shockwaves through his body, making him stiffen as the pleasure started to become too great. "Put it inside me... please sir? Please?"
Cid was incredibly adept at rubbing Yazoo's insides that the youth had to signal him. He didn't want to cum too soon! He felt he deserved this, punishment, but the only possible punishment it served was that it was not administered by his beloved. Otherwise, it was mindblowing.
"Ya´ll get it all right," Cid grunted, not able to wait any longer himself. He withdrew his fingers and positioned himself, letting the length of his cock slide over the slick hole. Then he pulled a tube of lube out of his pocket to moisten his dick some more, rubbing it between Yazoo´s cheeks and drawing back until the head of his erection was against the entrance. Then he pushed inside, slowly, but harder once the tip was halfway inside.
"Fuck, you´re tight!" he moaned, grabbing Yazoo´waist, pulling the whore closer while he drove inside bit by bit until he was in to the hilt. His cock felt so fat and clenched inside Yazoo´s ass, it was pulsing against warm flesh so hard and fervent!
"Unh!" Yazoo wasn't in tip-top form as he used to be… this would take some getting used to again. He wasn't as loose and ready as he used to be either but he was nothing if not determined, helping the man by pushing his bottom back to take that hot flesh inside him. His head fell forward as he concentrated on taking the man in.
When he felt ready, he urged Cid to move, "Fuck me… sir… please."
"Yeah, take it all in, ya little cunt! I bet Daddy doesn´t fuck ya that well, does he?" Cid pulled out, loosening his tie because it was getting friggin warm in here and then, thrust inside again, letting himself be swallowed. Yazoo rocked a bit forward from the force but he made oh-so-delicious noises and sobs. Cid wanted to hear him talk some more in that sweet, lust driven voice.
"And now you gotta tell me that ya ain´t doing it ever again, ya hear me?"
"Unh! No! Want your… attention, sensei…" Yazoo whimpered again. His channel was starting to loosen up slowly and it started to feel better… soooo much better. "Yes! Fuck me please, Mr. Highwind, sir!"
"Say it!", Cid grunted, adjusting to a semi-fast, steady rhythm, his hips slapping against Yazoo´s ass, their harsh breathing and moaning filling the room. "Say... how sorry... you are and...that you´ll...never... do it... again!"
Yazoo's eyes closed against the growing pleasure, feeling the light tapping of Cid's balls striking his own.
"I'm…I'm sorry…" He sobbed, half as an act but equally in rapture. "Gomenasai… If you keep fucking me… then I won't ever do it again!" His cock bobbed heavily against his thigh on each thrust and he needed relief, needed to cum so badly.
"I´ll keep fucking your gay ass!" Cid promised, out of breath. He was kneeling with one leg, the other standing beside Yazoo to give him more balance and force to drive into the rocking body, and he was close, so very close! His dick must be all red from the rubbing and it was ready to explode and after a few more sharp, frantic thrusts it did. Cid was seeing stars behind his eyes that made him dizzy and then he was swept away by pleasure. His body kept fucking Yazoo like there was no tomorrow but his seed spilled inside the whore´s ass like a never-drying fountain, coating the inside and dripping out. The blond pulled out, stroking the rest of his cum onto Yazoo´s ass, his hole and on his legs until there was nothing more to spill. He gripped Yazoo´s ass nonetheless to keep himself steady in his ecstatic haze, unconsciously smearing his seed all over the young man´s skin.
"Turn ´round, show me how ya get off!" Cid finally ordered, sitting back heavily and basking in the afterglow of his orgasm.
A delighted gasp escaped Yazoo as he rolled over on his back, letting his sticky limbs rest on the comforter.
"Hai, sensei…" Taking his swollen cock in hand, the youth gazed lustily up into feral eyes that were the most striking blue he'd seen in a while, the color of the open sky. Looking at the rugged man through wide eyes, Yazoo asked carefully in a small voice,
"So you won't tell anyone… my secret?" He glanced down at the rosy cock in his grip before looking back at Cid, biting his lip.
"Depends if ya behav'in from now on," Cid drawled, enjoying the show very much. He had leaned back against the bed, fumbling for a cigarette, lighting it and inhaling deeply. "IF ya need a special lesson, jest lemme know. No need for pranks ta get my attention..."
"I'll behave for you, Sir. Just keep giving me what I need. That yummy cock of yours..." He began to stroke harder and licked his lips as he glanced at Cid's sated organ. Slipping his fingertips in between slim thighs, Yazoo mewled as he started to tease his hole in time with his moving hand.
"That´s a good lil school girl. Ya behave and I give ya cock whenever ya need it... Put ya fingers in." Cid took another drag from his cigarette, staring at Yazoo´s wet asshole that was dripping with his sperm, clenching desperately as if it was still yearning for the cock it had lost.
Yazoo watched the man watching him and he did as he was told, slipping his fingers inside, reveling in the slick sounds he heard. He needed something. He had been so spoiled by loving his partner that Yazoo needed something to push him over the edge. Gazing at the man with heavy-lidded eyes, the silver haired youth conjured an image of his beloved sitting there, crimson eyes fixed on him instead of blue… Vince… With a soft cry, Yazoo came, his entrance clenching around pale digits, warm seed coating his belly in a feverish euphoria.
Cid stubbed out his cigarette in an ashtray, glancing at his watch. He´d been here 30 minutes longer than he should have already, so he kept the afterplay short.
"Here ya go. Had a good time, you haven´t seen the last o' me yet." It sounded like a promise as he threw a few notes onto the bed and tucked his cock back in. Then he tipped his head and left to change back into his suit and go for his waiting plane. He´d call Rufus later to make another appointment with the Fairy, it was well worth the money.
Yazoo peeled himself out of his school girl uniform and tossed it on the bed. After he'd called for a change of sheets, he stepped into the shower, washing away the strain of the day's events. He felt a bit restless in his room and wanted to socialize. His two bodyguards who had been waiting outside had dispersed to start patrolling the upper hallways once Yazoo's client had left. He decided to take the elevator down to the bar again to see if anything exciting was going on with Tifa or if anyone he knew was down there. He knew he shouldn't go alone but the elevator would take him there directly.
Business was bad after that story with the murders had leaked to the press so Nero and Weiss slouched in one of the darker corners without a client at all. Not that they were overly enthusiastic to get one, not really. Maybe it was their implicit rejection that made people stay away this evening because there were a few clients. Rosso had just taken one to her room a few minutes ago and the blond and the Wutaian brat seemed busy as well...
Weiss was incredibly bored pushing his empty glass around with one hand so that the half melted ice cubes in it clicked. His eyes restlessly scanned the room for some fun or at least entertainment but there were just old farts ogling them, playing with other working girls. Tifa was pretty much alone at the bar but Weiss didn´t dare to really attack her, what with that hulky boyfriend of hers. His gaze drifted over to Nero, who provided no entertainment either, just calmly sat back in his seat, nurturing his drink. He didn´t seem too perturbed by the lack of action, which made Weiss snort. Maybe they should just go upstairs and fuck...
A glimpse of silver caught his attention though, and Weiss turned his head to witness the 'Fairy' (what kind of fucking stupid name was that anyways?) stroll down to the bar. Weiss´ brows first furrowed but then a tiny mean smile appeared on his lips. He poked Nero in the side with his elbow, motioning with his head towards the bar. A look was all they shared before they got up to have a little bit of fun.
Yazoo's brow lifted when two tall forms blocked his way to Tifa, who was busy at the bar with her back to them.
"May I help you?" he asked sardonically. His gun was on his hip, tucked into the waistband of his black pants, the bulge hidden within the confines of his robe which hung open carelessly to reveal his chest and belly. He was to look alluring but really, it could be argued that he looked like he just fell out of bed.
"Yes, you may help us indeed," Weiss replied friendly, smiling. "We must apologize for earlier. We didn´t know who you were and you know, with all the stuff going on, we´re a bit on edge. So as a peace offering, why don´t you come over and have a drink with us? You won´t miss anything, business´s being slow..."
The man made an inviting gesture towards their corner, while Nero just silently watched them, until Weiss ordered, "Get us some drinks," in a distinctly less sweet manner than he was talking to Yazoo. Nero eyed them for a second and then he trailed off to the bar to get the drinks.
"You know, I really do appreciate that but I am here to say 'hello' to Tifa while my sheets are being changed and then I am back to work. Thank you for the invite." Yazoo slipped quietly between the two of them, a small distant smile on his face and headed over to the bar.
"Well well, you sure seem busy," Weiss observed, eyes cold, but still he maintained his smile. "It would have been nice to get to know you a bit, since we´re working together, and I believe we could benefit from each other's experiences. Things have changed here..."
"Yes, they have." Yazoo mused. He knew he wasn't being very friendly but he also knew very well what Reno, Genesis and Cloud had advised him about these two. Still he would allow them a bit of time. He was bored anyway.
"So where do you come from?" He waved to Tifa and let himself be guided towards the corner where they'd been sitting. He wouldn't be staying long.
Weiss gave Nero, who had been watching them a barely visible nod, and the whore turned back towards Tifa to give his order. Then he sat down beside Yazoo, casually leaning back.
"We´re from Deepground." Weiss said it as if it was the most normal thing to mention when actually everyone knew that the area in the city known as 'Deepground' was where the murderers, the scum of society and the really dangerous people flocked together. "We got in some trouble but Mister Shinra was so gracious as to help us out and now we´re here, paying him back."
Picking up a half empty pack of cigarettes, Weiss lit one and threw the pack back onto the table, asking through the rising cloud of smoke "And what are you doing here? You seem to be pretty famous. Missed the business?"
Yazoo snorted, "Yeah. No actually, I am here at Rufus' request as a temporary addition to the Lotus staff. Have you heard about what has been happening lately?" Yazoo wasn't sure how much he should tell if they didn't know about the murders.
"Yeah, we ain´t deaf. It´s been all over the news and the staff and clients talk about nothing else," Weiss replied, watching as Nero came back with the drinks. He first placed one before Weiss, then his own and then in front of Yazoo with cool eyes. "But I guess you must know a lot more about it. What we heard are mostly wild rumors and guesses. But you´re the Fairy, you must know what´s really going on, right?"
Weiss leaned forward, looking Yazoo in the eye and then lifting his glass, toasting to the silver haired man. Nero reluctantly took his drink and toasted as well. He hated the silver haired kid´s guts already (and everyone down in Deepground who knew Nero would have declared Yazoo dead already. People that didn´t sit well with Nero the Sable never made it for long).
Yazoo watched them drink to him. "I don't… but I will get to the bottom of it." He sipped his drink, tempted to down it in one swig and move on but they were trying to get along and he figured he was being a snob. "We hope that this will make the killings stop. Have you seen any suspicious clients lately, anyone wanting to take our girls outside to conduct their business?"
The two of them exchanged a quick look, and Weiss seemed disappointed when he said, "No we ain´t."
Nero quietly nurtured his drink, keeping out of the conversation. Weiss leaned back again, spreading his arms on the headrest. "So why does the killer want you back here? You must really have impressed him with your... performance..."
The tone of Weiss' voice drew Yazoo's attention and he caught the ripple of biceps underneath taut skin.
"Couldn't tell ya…" he replied honestly but he suspected that Weiss might be right and if it was who he thought it was… "They've taken the fantasy a little far… do you think there is any chance it might not be about that at all? If it were only the sex, then they could easily move on to Genesis or any of you. There are so many new beauties to choose from."
Yazoo return-toasted and downed the rest of his drink after all, feeling a bit more relaxed.
"Well, you´re a legend around here," Weiss pointed out, sizing the beautiful young man up and down with predatory eyes. "And quite pleasing to the eye... but nothing has changed so far. I wonder who´ll be next... What´s your husband thinking about all this by the way?" Weiss exhaled again, looking Yazoo in the eye.
Yazoo rested his cheek in his hand, feeling the effects of the alcohol finally but they seemed to crash over him like a tidal wave. "He doesn't approve but he is behind me-what was this stuff? It's potent." He lifted his glass with a lazy smirk to inspect it, too happy and relaxed to be intimidated.
"Yeah, potent indeed. It´s Nero´s little invention. He´s good for something sometimes, you see." He gave a snorted laugh. Nero just sipped at his drink, looking as Weiss had actually given him a compliment. It wouldn´t take much longer now...
"So you really love your husband, eh? He seems very understanding..." Weiss drawled, finishing his cigarette and flicking it to the ground where it got crushed under his boot.
"He is the most understanding, considerate…" Yazoo stared now at Nero dreamily, imagining unwrapping that strange bondage getup the man was wearing to find Vincent sitting there with them. Wishful thinking… and then he realized who he was talking to. Everyone was so interested in Vincent. Why wouldn't they be? He was so wonderful but Yazoo didn't feel like divulging too much about him to people he did not like.
"Are you two together?" He lazily glanced from one to the other, thinking it would be awfully sweet if they were.
Nero opened his mouth to actually say something for the first time, wanting to confirm Yazoo´s question, but Weiss already snorted, "Hell no, what gives you that idea?"
Narrowing his eyes, Nero pretended to finish his drink.
"We met in Deepground. I saved his ass once and since then, he´s been following me around," Weiss elaborated in a dismissive, languid manner, watching Yazoo closely. "You look a bit pale, are you okay?"
"I..." Yazoo could see it, the dark one loved his brash companion but the spinning of the room distracted him. "I think..." Rising shakily, he looked at them seriously. "Thank you for the drink. I will return to my room now. I am not feeling so well." He walked purposefully or as best he could to the elevator, wanting to get out of there. It was foolish of him to drink something so strong, whatever it was, when he hadn't eaten today...
Weiss and Nero shared a look when Yazoo stood and got up simultaneously as the fairy staggered towards the elevator. Halfway there, he began stumbling, almost falling but Weiss and Nero were on either of his sides, catching him.
"There there, let us help you. You better go to your room and have a nice nap," Weiss advised, calling the elevator and getting Yazoo inside with Nero´s help. They rode up to the top floor and made their way to Yazoo´s room. The bodyguards looked slightly alarmed but Weiss grunted at them, "He´s all right, just had a bit too much to drink. Not used to the good stuff anymore. We´ll get him ready for bed, right Yazoo?"
"Hn? Oh... yes, my love." He reached over and absently unwrapped Nero a bit to nuzzle his pale neck. The skin there was soft and he kissed it gently before he felt himself set down on the bed. When he saw the faces of his rescuers though hazy emerald eyes though, he blushed and turned on his side.
"I'm... sorry... thank you for helping me up here."
Weiss had let go of Yazoo, letting Nero handle him while he closed the door. This had gone easier than he had thought; those bodyguards really weren´t good for anything.
"You´re welcome," he replied in a dangerously sweet tone, walking back to the bed and crouching down to be on eyelevel with Yazoo. Then he gave Nero a silent order with his eyes and suddenly the young man was behind the fairy, pinning his arms to his back so Yazoo couldn´t move them. Weiss grabbed Yazoo´s chin, not very gently and slapped him. "Do you hear me?"
"What are you doing?" Yazoo should have known this would happen. His first instincts had been correct. He should have gone ahead and been a snob. For a moment though, he had felt something like pity... these two had come from DeepGround and no one trusted them and no one loved them because of their roots. It was unfair... but Yazoo was realizing how unwise trying to go beyond the cover of the book had been as he stared up glassily into steely eyes looming above him.
"Shut the fuck up." There was nothing friendly or sweet about Weiss anymore; his eyes were as cold and dark as his hometown was: icy and pitch black like the backside of the moon.
"You listen now, bitch! I don´t give a damn who you are and what you´re doing here but as long as you stay here, you´ll bow to us, you hear me?" He squeezed Yazoo´s cheek in his hand, shaking the young man´s head a bit. Not enough to leave marks but enough to make it hurt and show Yazoo that they meant business.
"I hear you." Yazoo replied. He affirmed that he had heard it but he had no intention of bowing to them. Unfortunately though, he was in no position to bargain. He was restrained and his gun remained hidden at his hip. Even if he were able to pull it now, there were two of them and they could turn it on him. Best to not let them know he had it.
"Good. You will mind your own goddamn business and you do as we say. If I notice that you´ve been running off to Shinra to bitch about us again, that friggin slasher will be the least of your problems. Are we clear?" Weiss all but snarled now because he was royally pissed off, especially since Tseng had paid them a visit today, emphasizing that he´d tolerate no 'bullying' of other whores and Weiss knew whom he had to thank for that.
"Well you were being a bully," Yazoo insisted. He knew this was idiotic of him but it was a way for him to take the focus off of Cloud without demanding 'Don't pick on Cloud.' The silver haired youth figured if he said that, the two would make certain to keep picking on Cloud simply because they were asked not to.
"You haven´t even seen me get started," Weiss scowled, holding Yazoo in his vice grip. He gave Nero another signal and the dark haired man grabbed Yazoo´s hand, forcing his wedding ring off his finger.
"It seems we need something to make sure that you´ll behave from now on." Coming closer, Weiss tilted Yazoo´s head and licked over the fairy´s cheek aggressively, taking the ring from Nero and holding it into Yazoo´s face.
"We´ll be keeping that for you. Tell anyone about this and you´ll never see this again. We´ll kill you, your family and your friends- everyone you know. Got that, bitch?"
Yazoo simply stared at them expressionlessly for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. The ring Vincent had given him! No!
"Alright." he lay in a heap of defeat, unable to keep the look of pain from showing on his face. "Is that all?"
"Yeah. That´s all," Weiss replied flatly but his eyes shone with satisfaction and triumph. "For now."
He´d have loved to teach the brat a lesson and show him what they were capable of but if they took too long, the bodyguards´d get suspicious. They had made their point anyways so it was enough for now. Giving Nero another sign, they both stood, Weiss holding the ring for Yazoo to see one last time before he let it vanish inside his robe.
"Don´t forget about it." With this last warning, they excited the room, leaving the drugged Fairy to himself.
Yazoo felt vulnerable and alone without his ring. He didn't have Vincent and now, he had managed to lose the symbol of their love too! Curling up tighter on the bed, he sobbed once before his face became serene and he rolled over and tried to sleep off his inebriation so he would be fit enough to get it back.
TBC
Comment Replies – Chephren/BMIK replying
Natzilla – Hey Nat baby! *glomps!* You know, that is like the perfect word for Dajy! XDDDD It is not the first time I have heard him called that but he totally IS a spaz! XDDDDD Yesh, he was very secretive with sweet Zacky! The shit could really hit the fan if anyone found out! :OYeah, he´s a little bit of a spaz, but he´s so adorable XD Hm, why not Zack and Kadaj? They are kind of cute together, aren´t they? At any rate it was fun writing them XD We just gotta pray and hope that no one finds out :P
Soyna – Yesh! I think Zack was a great choice for Dajy's first time! It was a shame it couldn't be Cloud but now, Dajy will go in with both eyes open I guess and if he likes the bottom after the first time, that is great progress! Thank you so much, love and congrats on being number 100! XDDDD Kids are strange sometimes, aren´t they? *spanks Kadaj hard* Yes, Zack was relatively gentle, he thought he was dealing with a professional XD Yazoo is a bit of a drama queen sometimes, but guess living together with Gen for so long does have an effect on him XD
Shadow Haloed Angel – Yayyyyy! Thank you so much, Angel! *huggles!*Aw, thank you dear XD Yes, it was a bit unspsucted but I am glad you liked it anyways ^^
Divanora – No worries, Divanora! XDDD We have plans for Dajy's antics alright! *huggles!* Hm... (I´ll whisper this into your ear very lowly now: since Cheph and I are suckers for drama there might be a good chance that Zack will find out that Kadaj tricked him, eventually. But pssssssst!). And maybe you´ll be our 200th reviewer anyway? XD
Aubrieta – Yesh, you are so right, Aubrieta! Sephy does know very much how to get to Yaz, how Yaz works... and actually, Yaz knows a lot about Seph too! It is how they will use this knowledge I guess that will make or break the healing they've done. Yesh! Zack is prolly the perfect first time ever! XD So attentive and patient! *gushes!* Yeah, I would say the Hewley-Gainsboroughs do have it coming a bit for leaving Dajy in the dark for so long about everything. Yeah, poor Sephy, can't seem to catch a break, poor guy! :( Me too! Was pretty nervous about the talk between Seph and Yaz, because after all that happened there was a lot of tension and emotions between they had to face it... It´s been a year of recovery for Seph, so I guess he might not have gotten rid of all his habits or his personality even. I think he´ll ever remain quite dominating, that´s just how he is. But of course there´s ways to be dominting without being overbearing too XD (And yesh they are so hawt together _). Hm, that´s true, apart from Vincent no one really told Kadaj anything... Well, Seph tried, but I guess one has to make that experience by their own. And he really was lucky to have had his first time with Zack! But as for Seph, I think it´s only right that he justifies his actions and has to explain them because there are conseuences to his actions and he has to see that. But I hope he did now^^
Gothicragdoll – Yeah, I admit, Dajy is kind of a quirky kid... and sadly now (or maybe not...) he does know the difference of chemistry/no-chemistry for himself. Mostly, I think I just took advantage of the fact that Dajy is a rather dynamic chara and can do off-the-wall shit like that without batting an eye for our entertainment but also, I am afraid that incest prolly won't gross him out like it would for most people because he has unknowingly found it the norm his whole life with Yaz and Seph as his parents. So glad you like it, love! XDD I wonder too XD I think Kadaj is pretty confused and maybe to him it seemed like a good idea to take advantage of the situation and get it over with XD I wonder if he´ll regret it... Thank you for reviewing!
Lenko – Yesh, sorry, had a weird moment I kinda indulged with that one all for the pleasure of reading the look on poor Sephy's face! XDDD I love Random!Daj! XDDD Thank you so much, Lenko babe! Good luck with school! XDD Yeah, poor Zack doesn´t know about how unlucky he really is XD He might just be happily whistling right now because he got laid XDD But these secrets are seldomly unrevealed...*evil chuckle* Hrm, I suspect Kadaj was just curious, but he didn´t like kissing Seph anyways. Ah, and it does seem hypocritical of Sephiroth to tell Kadaj that the kiss was wrong, but maybe he has finally realised that incest is bad? We´ll see later^^ Thanks for taking the time and leaving us a review, it must be awful being so super busy you poor thing!
Aeriths-Rain – Yesh, very true, poor Zacky! :( He will live in blissful ignorance over it for now tho! XD Kadaj had a good time too so no harm done for the moment and a little break from his family troubles. Thanks, Aeriths-Rain! XDD Poor Zack indeed _ He´d never have agreed to have sex with Kadaj if he had known the truth, I assure you! But well, what happened happened and now they´ll have to deal with it :(
top1terra1girl – Awwww, yesh, we will have to see what happens but no worries for them right now, they are both quite happy! XDDDD Yesh! I can't wait either! This has been so much fun to work on, thank you so much! XDDDD Haha, Zack is happy because he got laid and he doesn´t suspect anything ;) I want the culprit to be caught too, it is creepy to know that he/she is still out there wating to strike _
ashlunar – Hey thanks, ashlunar! XDDD Wow, you called that Cloud/Daj early! Yesh, Dajy so IS an eager little kitten! XDDDD Very appropriate! Yesh, Sephy has made many great changes for the better and I am with you on that on finding him a great love! We shall see what happens! XD True, and in the end Kadaj kind of did it for Cloud. I mean if I wanted to date a prostitute I´d have issues too XD I wonder about the threesome! Zack shan´t know Kadaj´s real age to agree and Cloud would have to agree as well... We´ll see ;) „Silver haired Adonis" - *gushes big time* You said that so well! 333
Psycho Steph – Hey Steph! *huggles!* Yesh, Dajy stiffed himself quiiiiiiiiiiiiiite a lot, poor baby! XDDDDD But for now, he is happy, he thinks he made some good money and was all sneaky on top of it all! XDDDDD Well, Kadaj is always good for a surprise I guess XD And he´s totally more worth than 50 gil O_o If he´d been auctioned it might have been more like 5000 gil... I think too that it was good that all the secrets are out now and maybe their relationship can benefit from that!