As promised, here is chapter 7!
Pairings: Sephiroth/Zack/Cloud
Warnings: Yaoi, Sex, language and violence
Disclaimer: characters belong to SE
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Chapter 7 – Doorway to Hell
Sephiroth paused at the gateway to the lair of the scientist known as Hojo. Humming, beeping, and gurgling noises assaulted his mako enhanced ears even through the reinforced metal door. Not many things could shake the nerves the silver haired blade master, but Hojo was one of them.
How he hated that man. He would rather fight a thousand enemy soldiers than be subjected to the painful experiments. It infuriated him even more that a strange feeling always formed in the pit of his stomach when he was sent here. Could it be fear? Surely that was not possible. The greatest general of the Shinra army had feared nothing his entire life. Yet there he was, standing as if Shiva had frozen his feet to the tiled floor. It was why he had parted ways with Zack and Cloud in the elevator, telling them they could go have some fun and he would meet them later. The truth was he did not want them to see him like this, especially when it was all over.
Only Angeal and Genesis had known how bad it was for him. Thank Gaia for his two friends from Banora. They were the ones that pulled him up when he felt like he was only a lab rat, less than human. Now he had something even more special. If this was the price to be with Zack and Cloud, he would gladly pay it.
Sephiroth pulled out his ID, running it through the electronic lock. As the door swung open, he inhaled the awful chemical smell he associated with the place he mentally called hell. Trying not to gag, he stepped through the threshold. The door slid shut with a loud bang that echoed through the room.
"Splendid, you are right on time. Sit down, we must get started immediately," Hojo appeared from behind one of his many pieces of equipment. He deposited a covered tray on the table in the center of the room.
The General calmly walked in, his face betraying nothing. He looked like a confident man without a care in the world, but inside he felt like a prisoner sent to his death sentence. Knowing the routine by heart, he began to strip off his clothing. His skin crawled as bare flesh met the cold metal chair. Unblinking emerald eyes stared straight ahead as the lab assistant heavily restrained his arms, legs and neck. Once finished, a button was pressed on the bottom of the chair which caused it to fold out so the silver haired man was now lying on his back.
"Now then," Hojo's nasally voice said as he picked up a syringe of pale blue liquid. "This is subject S and the first injection is sample 4866." The assistant furiously scribbled the information down, wide-eyed and clearly as excited as his boss.
The long needle was jabbed into Sephiroth's arm, the liquid burning as it was injected into his system. His muscles tensed but he was not going to give the psycho the satisfaction of seeing any other signs of his discomfort. Of course that was always the plan, but just like any human being, there was a breaking point.
Sephiroth felt the liquid coursing in his arm, the pressure building. He gritted his teeth, sweat appearing across his brow. A sickening pop and crunch filled the room followed by a gut-wrenching masculine scream from the patient. The General moaned in agony as the excruciating pain wracked his body.
"Hmmmm," wiping his glasses on his shirt, Hojo inspected his patient. "That was an interesting result. Note that sample 4866 failed but add that the sample should be studied further for possible usage in combat situations."
The lab assistant's pen once again danced in a flurry across his notepad.
Sephiroth felt the mako in his system trying to fix what had happened. He chanced a look even though he knew he shouldn't. There was blood everywhere. It looked like a grenade had gone off in his arm; muscles and tendons blown out from the inside. The bone was snapped in two like a twig, the pieces jutting out at odd angles. Strangely enough, the sight didn't shock him. Too many horrors seen on a battlefield can do that to a man. Unfortunately for Sephiroth, he was never free from the nightmares. The experiments in the labs were a constant reality for him.
"Now where did I put... ah there it is," the scientist was in no rush as he located the materia and started working it over the wound.
The General had to prevent a sigh of relief from escaping his lips; the pain subsided to a dull throbbing ache as it was healed. Once his arm looked as good as new, Hojo set the glowing orb on the table and picked up the next syringe in line, "Subject S, sample 4867." With that he thrust the needle deep into the broad chest of his patient.
Sephiroth cried out before his voice broke into gurgling gasps, the liquid filling one of his lungs. He tried to breath but it only got worse as the needle was removed and stuck into his other lung, filling it with the second half of the liquid. The invading substance could not be expelled from his body due to the neck restraint which constricted his head movement. Instead he tried to hold his breath for as long as possible.
"Don't fight it," Hojo snarled as he slapped the silver haired man hard across the face.
He tried to suck air in but all he felt was the liquid. Again he drew a breath, and again. Although no air reached his lungs, his body still functioned.
"Ah! Very nice indeed!" the beady eyed scientist cackled.
The minutes ticked by as Hojo studied his results, collecting data as Sephiroth gapped like a fish, involuntarily twitching with a need to expel the substance. Suddenly his body went into spasms, his chest feeling like a whole herd of chocobos were sitting on it. He coughed violently, tasting blood in his mouth before it was swallowed and inhaled.
"It looks like there are still a few kinks to work out. Turn the table before he chokes to death. I would rather not have to wait for him to regain consciousness before continuing. Get him ready for the next one." Hojo was too busy studying his data to tend to the mundane task of his patient's safety.
The assistant swiftly followed the command, pressing one of the buttons on the panel. Gears rotated the table Sephiroth was strapped to, allowing the man to vomit up the blood and eject the liquid from his lungs. Once he empted as much as possible, the table was repositioned and the warm feeling of being healed spread through his body. Sephiroth was so very tired. All he wanted to do was fall peacefully into slumber with a certain raven and blond curled up next to him. But he knew they had only just begun.
"Sample 4867 successfully allowed subject S to sustain life without the need of oxygen. However, after prolonged use, bleeding in the lungs occurred. The source causing the side effect must be found before further progression of Sample 4867." Hojo turned towards the table picking up the next syringe in line. "Subject S, sample 4868," was the only warning Sephiroth had before the needle penetrated his porcelain skin.
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A moan tore through the room. Duffels and clothing lay strung across the floor from the front door to the bedroom. Cloud cried out again as Zack forced him roughly against the wall, grinding their naked bodies together. They were already covered in sweat, their actions making the air thick with desire.
"Zack…" the cadet whimpered as fingers dug into flesh. He boldly grabbed the taller man's ass, bringing them even closer together. "Quit teasing me…"
"Whatever you say Chocobo," the SOLDIER smirked as Cloud frowned at the nickname.
"I am NOT a-" He didn't get to finish his protest as a familiar calloused hand firmly surrounded his arousal. Eyes rolled back into his head, his back arching away from the wall.
Zack loved seeing the pure look of bliss gracing the blond's face. His hand moved slowly up the shaft as he watched his lover squirm against him. He growled with lust, his own problem becoming more evident by the minute.
Cloud gasped, panting out his breaths. He bucked into the pressure needing to feel more. Zack held him back into the wall, gradually increasing his pace over the hard flesh. Unable to move, the blond could only concentrate on the familiar and welcomed feeling of his impending release.
Sensing that his lover was almost to his breaking point, Zack stopped his focus on the man's obvious need. Cloud's eyes blazed when he was denied his trip into oblivion. His teeth dug into the flesh of the raven's shoulder.
Zack grunted, aroused in both pain and pleasure from the punishment for his teasing. Bearing the younger man's weight in his arms, he lifted him off the ground. Cloud immediately wrapped his long legs around the tanned, toned waist and his arms around his lover's neck. Without any warning, Zack buried himself in the warmth of the cadet in one hard thrust. The body in his arms cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure. Zack pressed his body into the twitching form. He pulled out and shoved himself in deeply.
As Cloud arched against him, a thud resounded throughout the room.
"Ouch…" Zack laughed as Cloud rubbed the back of his head where he had slammed it into the wall. "Don't laugh, you caused it." He pouted as he felt a knot forming.
The raven smiled as he captured the soft lips in a rough kiss. This time he withdrew slowly, massaging the inner walls of his lover. Cloud groaned, his head resting gently on the shoulder he had marked. He breathed in heavily, enjoying the mix of sweat, sex and Zack's personal scent.
"So good…" Zack moaned as he snapped his hips forward, the delicious friction causing every nerve ending in his body to feel like it was on fire. He rocked forward as Cloud came down to meet him. Their bodies swayed to their own personal rhythm. Gripping the blond's hips firmly, the raven adjusted his angle where he knew he would get the best response from his lover.
Cloud cried out loudly in ecstasy as the spot inside him was hit hard and made him see stars. His body craved anything and everything Zack was giving him, yet it still demanded more. He pushed back against the hard flesh inside of him. "Harder Zack…faster."
The raven did not need to be told twice. He pounded into the body wrapped around him. Cloud mewled as he was slammed into again and again. Zack growled possessively as his member was surrounded by increasing heat and pressure. He pulled them closer together, their stomachs providing the added friction on the blond's erection to send him hurling over the edge. The man shook in his arms, his release splattering across their chests as he rode out each spasm of pleasure. As muscles clenched around his own need, Zack let himself fall into bliss with a grunt of pleasure.
Cloud flopped into the arms holding him tightly, too spent for his limbs to work properly. Zack, still buried inside his lover, walked them both awkwardly to the bed. He gently lifted the man off of his spent flesh, placing him on the soft cotton sheets. Grabbing a nearby towel they had for just such occasions, he cleaned off the evidence of their actions before lying down on the fluffy mattress. Cloud immediately scurried over to snuggle into his body, his head resting on Zack's broad chest.
"Feeling better?" Zack ruffled the younger man's spiky hair.
"Mmmm, yes definitely," Cloud mumbled contently. The cadet purred as the rumbling chuckle of the raven reverberated in his ears. As they continued to enjoy their afterglow, the room descended into silence, each man lost in private thoughts.
"Zack?"
"Yeah?" Sapphire blue eyes materialized inches from his face, as the smaller man shifted his position.
"Have you ever had to go to Hojo's lab?"
The raven shook his head, "No, but he was rather interested in me after I became the youngest to make it to First since Sephiroth. Angeal kept me clear of him," Zack smiled as the memory flooded his mind. "Eventually he gave up. Thing is…not even Angeal or Genesis got his attention. Out of all of the Shinra employees, Sephiroth is Hojo's sole focus."
Concern marred Cloud's pale features, the tender flesh of his lips were being nibbled on nervously by his own teeth,"Do…Do you think…Sephiroth is ok?"
Zack kissed the delicate eyelids of his lover. He knew that whatever Sephiroth went through in the labs had to be pretty bad for his mellow former mentor to dash out of the apartment the minute he received the call. But he just couldn't say anything to worry Cloud even more than he apparently already was. "I'm sure he is fine Spiky. Sephiroth is stronger than anyone I know."
Cloud gave a weak grin before burying his head back into the warm comfort of the body beneath him. He tried to force back the tears that threatened to fall. Unknown to Zack, the blond had figured out that he unconsciously used certain pet names in different situations. Chocobo was reserved for his playful, mischievous moods. When he wanted to express his love, Zack would call him Sunshine. Spiky, however, was when he was worried…and when he was trying to protect Cloud by not telling him the whole truth.
Cloud's anger flared and he gripped the bed sheets, his knuckles turning white. "What they are doing is wrong. Why must he follow some stupid scientist's command?"
Zack cooed softly, massaging slow circles with his fingertips over the pale skin of the cadet's back. He knew he could have explained that the orders came from the President himself and this place had been Sephiroth's life for as long as the General could remember. The man may hate the labs, especially Hojo, but a warped sense of duty kept him tied to everything he hated. The raven knew it would not help to go into the details now.
As Cloud's anger subsided with his lover's relaxing presence, he sighed. "I wish he wasn't alone down there. He shouldn't have to face it without someone there to comfort him."
Zack's chest swelled with pride. The General may have the strength of body but there was no denying that Cloud's heart was bigger than any as far as Zack was concerned. "You should tell Sephiroth that you were worried about him when he gets back. He would be very happy to hear it."
He could feel the young man fidget and knew that if he could see his lover's beautiful face that it would be covered in a rosy pink hue. The SOLDIER shuffled his position so he could lay beside the cadet. "Instead of waiting here, why don't we go to the labs and surprise Sephiroth when he is done?"
Cloud's face lit up, his eyes sparkling, "I'd like that."
Zack gave him a huge grin before kissing his plump pink lips, "I love you so much, Sunshine"
Fingers traced the chiseled jaw of the older man, "I love you too."
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A/N: Ouchie… I am so unfair. Poor Sephy gets tortured by the psycho : ( …while Zack and Cloud are having so much fun :P
