And making up is even better

Genesis whimpered as he looked around the room. Where did everyone go? He wished he knew because he really didn't want to be alone. The bed smelled like Angeal and Zack and it made him kind of jealous.

Angeal had found his soul mate.

He had lost his.

Genesis couldn't even find comfort in LOVELESS as the words felt hollow and fake. Rolling out of the bed, he realized he was hungry and wondered if there was any more food. He also wondered if Angeal would get mad if he ordered room service.

"You feeling any better?" Zack asked from the sofa as Genesis came waddling past him. He didn't know why they had sent him back to babysit Genesis. But then again he didn't want to have to deal with a furious General Sephiroth either. Zack had heard stories, and they were really scary...

"Can I get you something?" the puppy added, thinking that if he did well in consoling his friend Angeal'd be very pleased. Also Zack felt kind of sorry for Genesis.

"I need something to fill my empty soul," he whispered at Zack and stood still. "I need to soothe the ache before it consumes me."

"Uhm… I have some tea…?" Zack awkwardly held out his steaming cup to Angeal's dramatic friend. It was hard to figure out what Genesis wanted, but Zack was determined to make him feel better. "I'm sure you can sort this out. I mean, you two love each other, so it'll be alright. Angeal and I got over it, too."

"It's not the same!" Genesis said. "I never meant to betray him." He collapsed back on the bed. "I need tea and cookies, puppy. I need energy to think of how to turn back time and heal a broken heart."

"Uhm, not sure if we have cookies, but let me check." Zack frowned as he placed the tea next to Genesis on the table and then went through their luggage in the hopes of finding something to please the redhead.

He got interrupted by a sharp, impatient knock at the door that sounded as if someone just barely refrained from taking the door down entirely.

"Let me get that," Zack said, carefully approaching. Maybe it was the terrorists…

"Who's there?"

"Open. The. Door."Was the order from the other side that sounded like Sephiroth. Stiffening, Zack looked at Genesis. "Shall I?"

Genesis raised his head at the sound of Sephiroth's voice. "Might as well," he stated in a resigned voice before rolling onto his stomach and smothering himself in the blankets. "I'm ready to meet Minervia."

Zack opened the door with pointy fingers as if he expected it to bite back. "Well then, I guess I'll give you some space …" He hurriedly saluted and left the hotel room for a safer place. Angeal had once told him to run for shelter should he ever encounter those two fighting.

Sephiroth had a brief look through the room and then sat down next to Genesis. The redhead looked miserable. His eyes were puffy and red, there were dark shadows underneath and his hair was limp.

Wordlessly, the General drew his arm around him and pulled him close.

"Are you going to smother me?" Genesis whimpered. Why was he holding him nice? Why wasn't his sword thrust through him? "Can you make sure I look pretty in my casket. I know that you hate me, but my fans still want to see me look glorious in death."

"Shut up." Instead of loosening the embrace it was tightened. "I'm not going to kill you." Well, not yet anyway.

"You still don't remember anything. Do you?"

"Does it matter? I was stupid and deserve to die. I betrayed you." Genesis was a little bewildered that he was being nice to him.

"You didn't betray me per se." Sephiroth replied, finally letting go and holding Genesis away from him so he had to look him in the eye. "You were drugged by terrorists. Given the circumstances I am willing to overlook that indiscretion."

Genesis blinked up at Sephiroth.

"You already killed me. I'm dead and Minerva is offering me a vision to ease my transfer into the life stream." Genesis leaned against Sephiroth and made sure that he was right there. "I was asking for tea and cookies."

"I said, shut up," Sephiroth growled, and then grabbed Genesis' face in slight exasperation to really keep him silent in the only way he knew how: by sticking his tongue into the redhead's mouth in a fierce, possessive kiss.

Genesis responded to the kiss. He didn't understand why Sephiroth was kissing him. Didn't he hate him? Didn't he betray him.

The kiss quickly washed those thoughts away because Sephiroth never lead the kisses. He may have initiated them but he didn't try really hard and … this kiss was a real kiss. He reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair to make sure that this really was Sephiroth kissing him. He didn't want to fall into the same trap as he did before. The handful of hair comforted him. Opening his eyes and he saw Sephiroth. "I don't understand. You aren't mad at me anymore?"

"I still am." But then he was mad or annoyed or unnerved by Genesis most of the time… "So you will have to make it up to me," Sephiroth replied coolly, but inwardly smirked. It was a great opportunity to make his lover a bit more compliant… seeing that Genesis seemed to be well and not majorly traumatized by the terrorist attack. "I never want to hear any talk about Loveless again. Ever."

Genesis blinked at that. "But … LOVELESS." as if that was the whole argument that he could offer. The look on Sephiroth's face told him that it was not enough. "How about I never make you go to another showing again? I won't go backstage and talk to any actors ever again."

He adjusted himself a little so that he had more of Sephiroth's hair in his hands. "And I will take Angeal with me so that I don't get into any trouble if I ever go again." He was still certain that this was some sort of dream even though the hair felt real in his hands. "I only want to be with the hero," he whispered, "and that is you."

"You don't seriously think I will ever let you go to a play without me." Sephiroth deadpanned. Like he would let that happen! Though now it seemed that the situation had changed from attempting to never having to go to a play ever again to going to all the plays. "Or anywhere else for that matter."

Genesis hummed and tugged on the hair again, forcing Sephiroth's hair closer. "Promise?" he whispered and kissed his nose. "And I promise to bring that skirt everywhere we go." He felt lighter at their strange conversation. He loved their strange conversations and felt suddenly content again. "Are we back together? You aren't going to leave me?"

"Hm, that depends on your behaviour. I'd very much appreciate it if you could refrain from being taken advantage of by terrorists…" Sephiroth replied, though he pulled Genesis in his lap and reached around him to cup those firm buttocks and give them a very satisfying squeeze. "To avoid such incidents in the future I think some drastic measures need to be taken." Tilting his head, he pulled down the waistband of Genesis' pants to reveal smooth flesh. "You are mine, and I will mark you as thus."

Genesis didn't protest being man handled at all and just about giggled but managed to refrain from acting to girly in this situation. He was giddy because he was back with his love and the fact that he wasn't made at him and then the fact that he was handling his ass like it was his play thing - which it was! "How are you going to mark me?" He was thinking about how the last time that they had fucked and how he missed that terribly. He missed Sephiroth's dick pounding in his ass as he wanted very much for him to mark him like that again. "Bite me? Fuck me? Spank me?"

"Sounds all very tempting, but you'd like that, wouldn't you?" The corners of Sephiroth's lips twitched upwards, as his index finger strokes a half eight over the soft flesh of Genesis's buttock. "No. This time let's go for something more permanent." He'd mark Genesis in a way that should make it clear to the dumbest terrorist and enemy that Genesis was his and if they dared mess with his property then they had it coming.

Leaning over, his lips brushing against Genesis' ear, the General purred in a deep voice, "I think my initials on your ass in black ink should do to deliver the message."

Genesis eyes went wide for a moment at the thought and then he eased into his touch. "Do I get to put my initials on your dick to make sure that it is marked as mine?" He was not against the idea because it would mean so much more to their relationship if they were connected with something that was permanent. " A big 'GR' would look great on the tip. Even though I think it would be quite painful to get in that location so I will settle for your ass as well."

It was a good compromise.

Since Genesis was spouting nonsense again Sephiroth just shut him up with another slightly impatient kiss. After all the stress he was horny now and before anything was going to get done he needed to get off. And what a better way to do that than to bury his cock to the hilt in Genesis' tight, twitching ass?

His fingers pulled more of the waistband down, a bit roughly but it revealed more of the redhead's beautiful ass.

Genesis gladly wiggled to allow himself to be stripped of his pants as he reached for his. "You're wearing your uniform?" He hadn't been paying attention to what he was wearing until he was trying to undress him. There were so many buckles on his pants and boots. Even though he did like how Sephiroth looked in just his boots and a very erect cock. He shook that thought off and went to work on the buckles to free him. "I love you, you big jerk and I thought I was never going to see that big cock again."

He really did think that he was going to lose him and he was so happy that Sephiroth was back in his arms and more than willing to fuck him again. "I'm so sorry that I was lead away from you. I was stupid to get lost in LOVELESS and the actor like that. I should only ever be struck dumb by you."

Sephiroth was pleased and rewarded the affectionate words with a nuzzle against Genesis' neck and an especially firm squeeze to his ass. "You should. Let's hope you learned your lesson," he hummed, inwardly triumphant. He'd crushed those terrorists and came out the glorious victor (which frankly, was to be expected).

Genesis nodded and pushed his ass into his hands. "Sephiroth. Next time we go on vacation, we go to a place where it is only us. Some abandoned island where we can run around naked, cook by a fire and fuck when ever we wanted." His hands were struggling with Sephiroth's clothing. He wanted him and he wanted him now. "Sephiroth," he whined as he was so busy squeezing his ass. "Fuck me."

That wasn't a request Sephiroth felt like refusing, especially since it was Genesis. This was how it was supposed to be; this was what felt right. Genesis in his lap felt right.

"Aren't you a romantic," Sephiroth smirked, undressing his lover quickly and without much regard for the intactness of Genesis' clothes. Their sitting arrangements weren't particularly comfortable and Sephiroth reckoned that the lube would be somewhere around the bed, thus he hoisted Genesis up and carried him over. Dropping him on the mattress without letting go, the General found a hard nipple and bit it, flicking it with his tongue. "Where does Angeal keep the lube?"

"Under the pillow," Genesis said, arching into the bite. He didn't care about the clothes and he didn't care that the question should have been weird in any other situation. "Dear Gaia, I love it when you manhandle me."

How could he even consider anyone else satisfying him. No one else had ever been able to keep up to his demands and desires and Sephiroth hit all the pressure points, kinks and desires and it was all in one neat package.

A packaged named Sephiroth.

To that Sephiroth responded with just a hint of a smile and pushed his lubed finger inside Genesis. The flesh was firm and hot as usual as his digit glided further inside, touching and searching, rubbing that sweet spot. It was a wonderful sight watching Genesis wriggle and arch, his face red, his eyes glassy and aroused, his lips swollen and parted.

Genesis let his head lol to the side at the treatment. For a moment, he thought that the door was open but he knew that had to be his imagination and all thought of possible peepers left his mind as two fingers were thrust inside of him.

"I'm going to cum with just your fingers if you keep that up, love," Genesis panted and pushed against Sephiroth.

"And we wouldn't want that, would we." As pleasing (and flattering) it was for Genesis to be so responsive to his mere touch this wouldn't do. Sephiroth needed to reclaim Genesis as his and his alone. There was to be nothing else inside Genesis' mind and body but him.

Slipping out his fingers, the General reached down to Genesis' erection and wrapped his fist around the pulsing flesh, clamping it like a natural cock ring. Only then he let his cock slip against the wet entrance, but didn't push in yet. Instead, he put his hand on Genesis' forehead, wiping sweaty hair out of his glassy eyes. "Look at me," he ordered.

Genesis obeyed and looked at Sephiroth. Trying to move so that he would fill him and let him come. "Goddess, you're beautiful," he whispered because there was nothing that surpassed Sephiroth's brilliant green eyes, long lashes, and smooth skin. He could drown himself in his eyes, drink up that gaze and devour his lips endlessly. "You will be my only hero."

"I will be," Sephiroth replied and his cock slipped smoothly deep inside Genesis, all while their eyes were locked. There was nothing but their entwined bodies, the heat and the sheer overwhelming pleasure.

Sephiroth's body started to move on its own, in perfect rhythm with Genesis, slow and intense. Little jolts of ecstasy shot from his belly through the rest of his body, rolling of his back and getting bigger and more consuming with each powerful thrust.

Genesis felt like he was going to go blind. Every thrust, and every movement was perfect. He moved with Sephiroth, knowing just how to make everything all the better. He knew that he was making sounds that he couldn't control and didn't care if he did.

Grabbing his hair to keep him close and smash their lips together. Sephiroth fought it for a bit but he twisted his hips up and suddenly Sephiroth wasn't minding much longer. He would have to try one day to have slow and leisurely sex … even though he wasn't sure that the could hold himself back.

It didn't take much more than a few heated, frantic thrusts and rolling his pelvis and erection deeper inside Genesis. They came, hard. The orgasm was so sudden and explosive that Sephiroth thought he passed out for a millisecond, before euphoria rushed through his body and mind. There was such a profound, consuming feeling of satisfaction, of Genesis and of being alive. Everything else ceased to matter.

Genesis went blind. There were stars in his eyes and he was certain that he was going to die. "I would die without you, Sephiroth." Genesis whimpered. "I would go mad and destroy the world if you were not mine."

"Don't tempt me," the General smirked, a striding a strand of sweaty hair out of Genesis's beautiful face. "That'd be a sight to behold." Sephiroth had no doubt that Genesis was fully capable of destroying the planet. And he could relate - those terrorists had the chance to kill or at least seriously hurt Genesis. And had they, no organization, no moral and no force on this planet could have stopped him to exact his revenge. Even if that meant casualties beyond reason.

No one touched what was his and what he had declared worthy of his protection, attention and affection.

Genesis smiled and let out a sigh. He was quite content now. "No more leaving the room for this vacation."

He heard a small sound and saw the door was open. Sephiroth must have been in too much of a rush to close it when he came in. He would have to close it before some crazed fans peeped in.

Behind the door Zack pressed against the wall and tries to not breathe too loudly - which wasn't easy. He hadn't really intended to peep on them, he'd just wanted to make sure that they were ok and not killing each other. And then he just couldn't look away and now his pants were way too tight.

At least he could confirm that both of them were all right. Zack didn't know if he would be if they discovered him, though.

Angeal had rushed to the room once he had learned where Sephiroth went to. It was safe leaving the Turk with terrorized terrorist and he wanted to make sure that there was no more blood shed.

He was not expecting to see Zack in the hall, peering through a crack in his hotel room door and looking very distracted. Zack was so distracted that he didn't even notice his approach. He couldn't see what he was looking at in their own hotel room.

Angeal cleared his throat.

And Zack almost jumped out of his skin. Terrified, he slowly turned around, but his face melted into an expression of relief when he noticed that it was Angeal. He put a finger on his lips and whispered, "Shhh. They're in the bedroom. I'm just…. making sure they're ok." His cheeks only heated slightly at that half-truth and he discreetly tried to hide his erection behind his hand.

"I'm assuming that they aren't dead then," Angeal said and grabbed the handle and opened the door.

No matter how long he has dealt with them he was never ready to see them after they had sex.

Using his lube...

In his bed ...

Naked ...

On display ...

He put a hand up to cover his eyes. "Cover yourselves up, please."

To Zack it seemed as if Sephiroth was alarmed for a second. Then he wordlessly threw the blanket over them, his arm possessively wrapped around Genesis. He looked like a lioness protecting her cubs.

"I was just checking to see if you're okay," he offered with a nervous laugh and retreated to hide behind Angeal's broad back. Just in case.

Genesis grabbed the blanket and leaned against Sephiroth. "We don't have anything you haven't seen before and as you can see we are just fine now. It's all better." He kissed Sephiroth's shoulder before smoothing out his hair. It was sticking out where he had been gripping it.

"We were celebrating." Genesis announced.

"I can see that," Angeal replied, slightly miffed. "You're also doing that in my bed." But he couldn't really be angry with them. In fact he was glad to see that they were back together. "And I'd appreciate it if you could do it somewhere else. Like your own hotel room." They would need a bed on their own and soon because Angeal could feel Zack's horny restlessness.

Genesis hummed, kissing Sephiroths shoulder before stepping out of the blankets. He didn't bother to cover up as he slowly looked around the room for his scattered clothing and tossing Sephiroth his pants.

He walked over to Angeal and gave him a big hug. "I hope you put your sword through that actor and send him down to the prison to make his skin break out." He could see Zack with his wide eyes looking at him. The boy had been watching…. and it was written all over his body in how he was acting and trying to lessen the constriction of his pants.

He ignored the horny teenager for a moment and released Angeal from the hug. "Thank you for being there for me when I fucked up." He let out a sigh, "Again."

"Not for that," Angeal muttered, but for Sephiroth's sake he brought some distance between them. The General seemed a bit over protective at the moment but then again Angeal knew how he'd feel if his little Zack had been drugged by terrorists and date raped.

" You should spend some quality time together. In... your room." He suggested, while Sephiroth casually picked up their clothes and put his arm around his lover. Just for good measure.

Genesis nodded and leaned against Sephiroth. "Thank you, Angeal. Zack. Shall we get going, Sephy?" The redhead was anxious to get back to their room and be with Sephiroth. He wanted to cuddle, to kiss him and apologize over and over again.

"Don't call me that," the General replied cooly, but at the same time his grip around Genesis tightened and he led him to the door.

There will be a small break for the next part of the story... You know... life ... kinda sucks.

Almost done.

Almost.

A few loose ends