Chapter 3. Lbb

Yazu awoke to the bright rays beaming through the open window. He could feel the light weigh of absence. Glancing over to the side of the wet, sweaty bed, he noticed Kadaj wasn't there. He laid back and heard grunting sounds coming from the walk in closet.

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Kadaj injected the heroin into his arm. The effects took place quickly. Then, he unbuckled the leather belt and opened the closet door. His eyes began to water and he felt a rush of adrenalin wash over him.

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"Good morning, Yazu." He walked over to his nightstand to check the time. He then added, "I have to go to work early this morning. You can stay here as long if you like."

"Ok," Yazu quickly, but swiftly got dressed and replied, "I'll go home." Kadaj slowly walked over to him and kissed his soft lips passionately. Then he walked out. Yazu licked his lips, wanting to find the remains of Kadaj.

Yazu walked home alone. When he got home, he could smell a sweet aroma of French toast coming from inside the kitchen. His father never cooks breakfast. That was odd.

Yazu entered the kitchen, his eyes widened. Lexis was cooking breakfast. Not only the strange lady was cooking, she was wearing his mothers' nightgown. That made him furious.

"Oh, good morning Yazu." Lexis smiled seductively.

"Uh," Yazu was still shaken; he didn't know what to say, "Lexis, uh, why are you wearing my mothers' clothes?" his voice was very demanding.

"Sweetie, I got wet last night and I didn't bring any extra clothes. So, your father told me to use this old thing." she looked disgusted when she used the phrase, 'this old thing.' That made Yazu even madder.

"TAKE IT OFF NOW! YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH TO WEAR IT, YOU BITCH!" Yazu quickly stopped him self before he said more… He couldn't believe he said that. The words just spilled out like an overflowing bathtub; even if you try you can't stop the spilling water unless you turn the handles.

"Excuse me?" She began to tilt her head to the side, "what did you call me, a bitch? Its not like she will be using it any time soon." She looked up towards the stairs, because she heard heavy foot steps coming down.

"Good morning Yazu." Sephiroth smiled as he walked down the antique, old stairs.

"Your son is very angry; he called me a bitch for using your wife's nightgown." She slightly rolled her eyes.

"Yazu, that is no way to treat Lexis. I was going to tell you something yesterday. Now I will today." He walked into the kitchen and sat down in a chair.

'What could he possibly tell me…?' Yazu though of many horrible things. He let them pass though his mind.

"Lexis is going to move in soon. We're getting married." Lexis smiled as Sephiroth tongued, 'were getting married'

"What? You just met her not to long ago! You're going to marry that smutty bitch!"

Sephiroth got up furiously and punched Yazu in the gut, "Go to your room at once. I'll be up later to give you your punishment." He smiled evilly and watched Yazu go up the stairs.

"Sorry about that, Lexis." He tightly wrapped his arms around her. She was beautiful, her brown hair in an untidy bun, her green eyes like two pools of melted emerald pools, and she was so petite. If any sudden movement, the nightgown would slide off her.

"It's ok… So, after breakfast what should we do?" she nudged her small leg in his crouch gently.

"Mmmm," he got closer to her, "what do you want to do?"

"I want you to fuck me, hard and rough!" she began to nibble on his sensitive earlobe. Sephiroth wrapped his rough hands around her nicely fit stomach and worked his was down to her ass. Rubbing and smiling as their bodies intertwined.

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Yazu was disgusted. He could hear every moan, and every word spoken. He knew they weren't having sex, but they were damn close to it. They would soon take it to the living room, or maybe just fuck right there on the table.

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: Okie, there's that chappie! Heh… ;; not that long, yes I know.. I'm juggling 3 stories… so; I'll try harder to make them longer.