Hello everyone!
I know it's been ages since I updated this little piece of smut but I've had so much going with real life and my other stories that Genesis and Kadaj's little bromance has been left in the lurch for some time.
This story has *NO story* what so ever! It's just an RP that I'd done with AlexJ and I thought I would share our short love fest with all those that want to see Kadaj get his hands on Genesis, or the other way round.
Genesis is OOC in that he can't get his shit together to fight off the little menace but Kadaj is his normal Bi-polar self.
WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING
This fiction contains:
VERY, VERY STRONG, EXPLICIT, DEBAUCHERY, WICKED, SINFUL, DECADENT, SHAMELESS GAY SEX!
Bad language, threesomes, violence, abuse, wing torture, oral, blood and the *illegal use of bleach!*
Don't read it if illegally using bleach is not your thing, or any of the above named naughty things.
If Genesis on the receiving end of a smutty short fiction that has no real plot is your thing, then please read on and I hope you enjoy it for the simple fantasy it is.
I must give a HUGE thank you to Escoryal for the use of her wonderful picture that I'm using for this story; fate has shown that this young lady has unintentionally drawn the picture for this fict before we even met. Lmao.
So Escoryal is on DA (Deviant Art) I'll leave it up to her if she wants to supply a link to all her Final Fantasy works on her site or you can PM her to find out the link to her site.
I must also give her credit for making me get my butt onto the laptop and finish this chapter to. But she motivates in such a saucy way so how could I resist. I know you wanted naughty Yazoo my dear but this chapter was closest to being finished so I thought I'd start here.
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To Sonya: The-Scribbling-Midget: Talcen and Escoryal, Thank you for reviewing this story and I hope to get it finished very shortly.
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The youngest silver could only shake his head in disbelief at Loz's naivety, he didn't literally mean if he so much as *bats an eyelid,* but he guessed he should have been a bit more informative on the finer points of eye batting with his innocent big brother.
Heaving an exasperated sigh, Kadaj trudged back down the stairs to stand over the downed red heap of a…. thing.
He arched a silver brow in amusement and just to ease his anxiety, he kicked it in the ribs to see if the *ex-impressive-something-or-other* was still conscious.
The redhead gave a slight grunt at the contact, 'damn, still alive!' thought the young leader.
Kadaj absently chewed on his bottom lip in contemplation, 'can't kill the annoying bastard, but it would be so much fun,' he smirked at the notion and then looked to the eldest.
Loz stood by in uncertainty, not yet knowing if he was in trouble for knocking the new-comer, way-the-fuck-out.
Kadaj's orders had been specific, but the eldest sometimes misinterpreted the humor behind the orders of the young one, there was a double meaning in there somewhere, Loz was sure of it.
As the eldest watched the amused look flit across his little brothers face, Loz relaxed, all was well and just to ease Kadaj's sorrow even more; the burley silver man kicked the redhead as well.
"Teach you to blink mother-fucker!" said Loz.
Kadaj couldn't contain a slight chuckle at the extra kick from Loz which caused the heap on the floor to curl tighter into a ball.
"Take him up and throw him in my room, I don't think he'll be going anywhere soon. And you never know, he might prove entertaining in some way!"
Loz bent down and grabbed the man by his stolen uniform, then in one smooth motion, hoisted him up onto his tight muscled shoulders and casually walked to the stairs leading upwards.
Kadaj thought about what he just said to the eldest, quickly he followed his brother up the stairs. "Wait Loz, place in my room, on the bed to be exact, and don't break him." He corrected as the burley silver boy let the man slump onto Kadaj's king sized bed.
"What can he do? Queried Loz while curiously gazing down at the semi-conscious figure lying prone upon the bed.
Kadaj joined him in the scrutiny, "absolutely fucking nothing so far," chided the young leader.
The dislike Kadaj had for this man seemed to extend to Loz if the sneer plastered on his face was any indication.
"What was all the fuss about then?" To the eldest, this puny man before him was not worth the pain they were forced to endure to gain him. He was an ink spot on their carefully laid out plans, a nasty blemish, a wrench in the works! A downright pain in the ass Loz finally deduced.
Kadaj knelt on the bed beside the man, "I have no idea why he wants him and I really don't care. He wanted him so we got him, out part of the deal ends there!" he said nonchalantly.
"Do you think we'll be able to talk to mother again now we did what he wanted?" asked the innocent big guy.
The youngest sighed, his eyes closed in sorrow. "No Loz, I don't think we'll hear from mother anytime soon."
'If only it were that simple,' he thought. This man was the reason for the deviation of plans, he was the reason they were forced to their knees in capitulation.
In a moment of anger and without really thinking of the consequences of his actions, Kadaj swiftly punched the reason for their suffering right in the face.
His red head flew backwards and another pain filled grunt issued from beneath his now bloodied lips.
Kadaj grinned then dread filled his entire body, and he waited for the wracking pain at injuring Sephiroth's treasure.
Nothing came, 'so it's ok to slap him around a bit but no killing,' wondered the youth. He was starting to see some boundaries and liberties when dealing with the winged freak.
"Hmmmm, well how bout that!" mused the boy. Feeling a little better now that he was permitted to hit the redheaded prick!
"I'm jumping in the shower to get this blood off Loz, I'll keep in here with me for the night and we'll work out what to do with him in the morning," instructed the young leader.
Loz, with a final death glare at the man, nodded his head, "night Daj," he said as he made his way out.
Another sigh from the youth then Kadaj made his way over to the door that held his private bathroom, and while leaving the door open, he started undressing.
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Genesis couldn't scream anymore, he couldn't cry out or do anything other than utter small pained moans. From the moment his eyes had arduously opened it had been one painful confusing moment after another.
Even when he had met the one who looked the most like Sephiroth and had wanted to speak to him, his body ached too bad for him to even form words. He could only stare at the beautiful face that held the same cold look he had seen cross his old friend in times of uncertainty.
He was vaguely aware of what was being said around him and he knew he should care, but the agony was consuming. For some reason, the effort it would take to cure his aching body seemed too overwhelming to comprehend at the moment. And he was still not allowed sweet release into unconsciousness. Even when the jolt of electricity surged through him and he hit the ground, he remained awake.
Genesis could only hear the ringing in his ears as an after effect of the electric shock. Though he did register the fact when the bigger man picked him up, carried him into a different room, threw him on a bed, it felt as if he was in limbo yet again.
Thankful to be left alone for even a few minutes, the SOLDIER managed a slight whimper, with great effort he rolled stiffly onto his side and Genesis hugged himself tightly.
That's when he heard a soft, strong voice that he knew wasn't there, but did nothing to dissuade its words.
"Where is your SOLDIER honor?" the voice sounded short-tempered with his vulnerability and Gen knew it belonged to his childhood friend.
"Angeal, I gave it up when I started degrading," he murmured softly.
Genesis was dismayed at his own defeatist attitude about his illness and his incapability to fight back at these evil clones of Sephiroth.
He was just too tired from the combination of drugs, blood loss, injury and the fact that he'd just come out of a seven year long induced coma, to care about the brat and the ass whipping the boy desperately needed right now.
"I'm disappointed in you Genesis; you've never given up this easily before. You are a SOLDIER!"
"'Geal, leave me alone. I'm in pain and I don't care to be lectured right now."
There was an audible sigh by Angeal, "still, all you think about is yourself, this is not the SOLDIER way Genesis!"
The redhead scoffed at his lifelong friend, "thinking about myself has kept me alive Angeal, where has your SOLDIER honor got you? Let me just remind you that you are dead, and I'm still alive!" 'Barely' he thought.
"Yes Genesis, I may be dead but I assure you, I can still be disappointed in someone that led an army, cannot summon the will to stand up and fight!"
The winged one growled softly, "go to hell Angeal, you call me a disappointment, yet you found the easy way out of life, you had your pet take your life, I find you the greatest disappointment between the two of us," he murmured.
He was met with silence, and as the hazy minutes passed he drifted off into blissful slumber.
He jolted awake, wondering how long he'd slept if at all. Was Angeal still around, did he fall asleep halfway through their conversation?
"Angeal!" he moaned the name out quietly.
Genesis struggled to sit up, his arms shaking under the strain. How long had he been here? He suddenly realized a few things all at the same time, the pain was still overpowering, the ringing in his ears had reduced to an annoying pinging and not only did he hurt just about everywhere, but he was fucking annoyed.
Annoyed with himself and especially annoyed with the two silver copycats that had caused all his woes.
Genesis wasn't called a red mage, or in layman's terms, a fighter wizard for nothing. The forgotten forest was a place heavily saturated with lifestream energy. He drew upon it, focusing through the haze in his mind, and without the aid of Materia, tried to cast a cure on himself.
The majority of his wounds closed but the effort left him gasping for breath. He collected himself and did it one more time; finally he was able to heal the damage to his wing.
It cost him greatly in what little strength he had, but it seemed to clear away some of the fog in his brain.
He folded the wing back inside of himself, now all he really wanted was to have it out with that insane little bastard who had hurt him so badly. Baby Sephiroth or not, Genesis was ready to fuck him up badly.
The sound of running water became apparent to him, Genesis found the source coming from an adjoining room, the door was open and the winged one leant over to see further into the room.
He was taken aback when he saw boy with a silver Mohawk looking at himself in the mirror!
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Kadaj stripped off his leathers and ran the shower, adjusting the taps till it ran at a temperature that just stung the skin with heat.
He dived under, his breath hitching at the scolding feel but it felt so good.
Today had been testing both physically and mentally, sometimes being leader had its disadvantages. He occasionally felt the need to cut loose from his responsibilities, do something stupid and childish…..like….crash tackle Loz when the big guy wasn't expecting it, or pull Yazoo's hair, shit like that.
He scrubbed himself pink, dousing his hair in an ample amount of cleanser and working it up into a surplus magnitude of suds that ran down his face. But….Kadaj was still a youthful teenager, and could resist the urge as he shaped his foam laden hair into a high styled silver Mohawk on top of his head.
Leaning out of the shower to look at his handy-work in the mirror and confident he'd look good if he decided to permanently style it that way, the youngest remnant returned to the water and held his silver Mohawk under the hot stream, rinsing it away as well as all the suds.
When he couldn't stand the scorching heat any longer, he bailed out of the shower. Drying off thoroughly and reaching for a fresh set of leather pants, he slipped them on. Standing in front of the mirror, he reached out a towel and wiped the now, foggy glass clear.
The young leader looked at his reflection, wet silver hair…..bare chest…slight six-pack showing beneath well-scrubbed skin…leather pants and bare feet.
Not the image of a world conqueror that Kadaj was looking for. He somehow thought he'd look more like the great man himself, Sephiroth.
Kadaj was much shorter than the General, younger, less experience and he held a grudge against the man because of it.
He replaced the towel on the rack and left the bathroom to see how the 'wannabe' was doing, and stopped dead in his tracks. It was sitting on the end of his bed looking very angry.
"So, NOW you decide to perk up." he scoffed. "After I've dragged your sorry excuse for an ass all the way home."
Genesis, still fatigued and hurting figured he had a few ways he could handle this. Remain calm and seated where he was and play along, try to get some answers out of the kid the nice way, or he could follow his gut instinct.
Sadly, Genesis Rhapsodos was a creature of impulse, and as soon as the silver-haired teen finished his sentence, anger at this pompous little fuck forced the red angel off the bed, and across the room.
Even unarmed and exhausted, Genesis was capable of doing some nasty damage with his fists when this furious.
His right hook connected to the boy's jaw and the teens head flew to the side but he remained standing. Genesis was mildly surprised when he DIDN'T hear bone crack, so he followed up with attack with a spinning round-house kick to Kadaj's stomach. The boy went flying back against the wall. Genesis stayed on him. Grabbing the youth's hair, he slammed the little one into the floor. He ended his attack with a standing axe kick, and his heel met with the pretty kid's nose.
Finally seeing blood, Genesis felt somewhat satisfied. He jumped away from the teen and dropped into a defensive stance. "Fuck you, mini Seph."
As weary as he felt, that ass kicking had certainly fueled his adrenalin and it felt….goooooood!
Kadaj let the 'wannabe' flaunt his stuff, if only to see what the man was actually capable of. But the strike to the nose did hurt, and the young leader fumed inside at the attack that caused his precious blood to flow.
He slowly rolled to his hands and knees, staying that way as he glared up in hate towards the SOLDIER from underneath his fringe, red liquid coated his bruised lips and chin, before dripping steadily to the floor beneath him.
He raised himself slightly up to fully face the redhead but remained on his knees.
Glaring menacingly, all the evil intentions of what was in store for the man very evident on his young angelic face, the trickling river of blood suddenly changed course. A fresh flow now ran down from his lips, over his chin and neck to run freely down the length of his pale luminous chest and abs.
There it disappeared at the waistline of his leather pants, the dark red a stark contrast to his pale skin.
The silver boy ran a finger up the trail of blood, then sucked the fluid from his fingers, keeping his eyes on the winged freak the whole time.
"That….was a big…..mistake." he growled. He gracefully, but slowly rose and sauntered closer to his intended victim. He stopped within arm's reach and turned his head to the side, collecting the superfluous blood pooling in his mouth and spat it on the floor beside the red warrior.
As the man was distracted while watching the descent of the blood, Kadaj struck. Quickly reaching out with both hands he grabbed the man by the shoulders and pulling in hard, he drove his knee up into the bastard's nuts.
The so called SOLDIER, doubled over in pain leaving his back open so the small one drove his fist down between the venerable shoulder blades, he knew the shock waves it would send up into the pricks head that would certainly cause him to blackout completely.
The redhead collapsed to the floor but he never blacked out. Growling in anger, Kadaj drove his bare foot into the resilient pricks ribs, sending him halfway across the room from the force.
The silver boy quickly followed, striding over to stand above the fallen angel yet again. He placed one foot either side of the prone form and lowered himself down to sit, not too gently, on the man's stomach.
An audible groan issued from the defeated idiot as the air was forced out of his lungs, "Now…How many times is it going to take, for you to understand, that you're well out of your league here bitch?" he queried.
Genesis could barely breathe as the boy sat there on top of him. The little bastard had kneed him in the balls. What kind of fighter does that? No real warrior that's for sure. All he wanted to do was cradle his hurting appendages and cry. Yes, he Genesis Rhapsodos, balls on fire, wanted to cry right now.
He finally opened his eyes, and they were glowing even brighter than before. He waited until the worst of the pain subsided before he spoke.
"What's wrong little boy," he croaked out. "Can't fight like a real man, or was it that you were to chicken shit to go toe to toe with me?"
Knowing he was already in for a world of hurt, and also sadly, Gen didn't know when to shut the fuck up. "That's alright kid, I expect nothing less from one who looks so much like Sephiroth, but has so little of his power and majesty." He rose up a little and aimed a head butt at the boy's gut, what good it would do he didn't know, but just striking out at the little bastard in anyway felt good.
Kadaj however, easily saw it coming as the pissy little prick wound up for the strike, the silver boy slapped a hand over the incoming face and slammed his head back against the floor. Grinning at the loud thwack as the SOLDIERS head made jarring contact with the wooden boards.
He studied the dazed man for a few minutes noting the eyes as he came back from semi-consciousness. "Tell me…what would he possibly want with someone as pathetic as you?" A menacing smirk played out over the boy's lips. "I mean… it's not like your good…at anything are you?"
He let his hand roam over the yielding form under him, "If you can't even beat a…. 'MINI SEPH, how could you ever possibly be a counterpart for the great man himself?" He reached behind himself and cruelly grabbed hold of the man's already sore nuts. He squeezed brutally. "And to be honest…..I didn't even think you possessed any balls." he giggled maniacally.
Genesis screamed as his tender area was clenched in a death grip. His teary eyes stung and he tried to stifle the "son-ova-bitch!" that came from deep within his chest.
The SOLDIER could only lay there panting in pain beneath the evil incarnation once the little shit had released his jewels.
"So, I was right?" Genesis panted, his tone still laced with pain. "It is Sephiroth." The one-winged angel gulped down several breaths. "I don't know how, but if you have a way to bring him back." Genesis then sighed in despair. "Worst thing you could ever do, brat." Then Gen's eyes locked with the boy's. "And I wasn't his counterpart per say. I was his lover. I'm the one...who told him about Jenova...I drove him to madness." Genesis no longer feared admitting his sins. Especially not to this little silver bastard sitting on top of him. Maybe it would show the boy that he wasn't a person to be trifled with.
The half-naked youth paused in thought, biting on his lower lip. "What!" he demanded, looking down at this failed being? "Lover." he spat the word out with disdain and almost laughing at the absurdity of the statement. "Ohhhhhhh I get it…..you were his bitch….right?" he chuckled.
"Behind every great man…there is a great…big….bitch!" sneered the boy.
The redhead tried to rally, arching up under him and Kadaj drove his fist viciously down into the man's ribs, ending his attempt at retaliation.
He lent down over the man and in a total about-face in behavior, gently removed a stray lock of hair out of the soldiers face. "Sweet Genesis," he softly said and he petted the auburn angels head like he was patting a dog. "You know, Sephiroth did tell me he wanted you prepared for his return….and if you two were lovers, then it only stands to reason that I should have you ready for him, in every way." he purred.
He lowered his head a little further till his lips just barely touched the redheads. "I guess I could lower my standards, for just one night, if you promise to be nice." he whispered onto those soft pouty lips.
Genesis physically winced at the abrupt mood swing that still sat upon him, *Fruitcake anyone?* came to his mind and he was severely reminded of Sephiroth's fall into insanity.
But, the boy had just put himself into Genesis' ball court. Gen was an amazing fighter, but he was an even better vixen.
A tingle washed over him when the young one's bloodied lips pushed against his and he felt the vibrations of his words. Genesis used that time to allow his body to push his recent aches to the back of his mind. Then his own mouth began to work against Kadaj's hot lips.
"Hmmm," he breathed into the boy's parted lips, tasting the youth's blood mingled with saliva.
"I must wonder if one so young, has the experience required to satisfy me?"
His fingertips moved up the bare silver's sides, touching him gently, causing Kadaj's skin to come alive. Genesis would willingly give into this brat, if it meant an end to his pain and also gained him a measure of control over the insane little fucker.
"Do you..." Genesis' tongue snaked out and slid across the boys slightly parted mouth, "have what it takes to please me? Sephiroth did," his tongue demanded entry.
Kadaj stopped all motion, growling menacingly at the warrior beneath him and sharply bit the man's bottom lip before releasing it to sit up. This infuriating fucker was constantly comparing him to Sephiroth.
The young silver suddenly mocked a look of pain. "Oh my goddess!" His hand going to his bare, still bloodied chest and covering his heart as if in agony. "You don't know how much that hurts, coming from one as wonderful as you," he teasingly whined.
"I just don't know how I'm going to live with myself if I…..can't please you." he continued with his act. Then his behavior flipped again, turning back to one of anger and hate. His face deepened into a true glare of contempt.
"I guess I'll just have to…SOLDIER ON!" he snarled.
His hand gripped the redhead's throat and he squeezed just enough to hinder the pompous fucker's air intake.
"I'm not fucking here to please you in the slightest….you fucked-up excuse for a warrior," he yelled angrily into the man's face.
Quickly, he pulled his hand away and with all the force he could muster…..backhanded the snooty face leering up at him.
Genesis' head flew to the side and before he knew what was happening, Kadaj lent forward and gripped the delicate skin of the winged ones neck between his perfect, white teeth and bit down hard.
Feeling tissue giving way as his incisors cut through to meet one another and Kadaj yanked the last little bit of skin free, and sat up.
The redhead was screaming in pain as he tried in vain, to stop those teeth from biting down. The evil angel spat the bit of flesh out over his prey's head then sat there grinning at blood flowing and the curses coming out of the miserable beings mouth.
Quickly he stood moving to the side of this Genesis' head, and pulled his bare foot back and kicked the jaw of this sanctimonious prick with his heel…..hard.
"You're here to please me…I couldn't care less what you get out of it you pompous fucktard," he yelled and dragged the semi-conscious form over to the bed.
Genesis tried to swallow down his pain; his eyes were scrunched tightly shut as he desperately cast a cure spell to mend his torn neck.
He remained limp in the psychotic boys hands while healing himself and it wasn't until he felt his body heaved onto the bed did he realize the kid even had a hold on him.
He also realized that the bi-polar little bastard didn't like the name Sephiroth, nope; he didn't like it in any way shape or form.
The kid desperately wanted independence from the mighty General and was striving for his own sense of self. Maybe this was something the auburn angel could work with. However, first things first, he had to stop the kid from abusing him.
Maybe these euphonies had come to him in his semi-conscious state. Or maybe he had just known all along.
Now he needed all his strength to try and heal his wounds, he couldn't keep taking the kid on like this and win.
He must heal; he had to draw from the forest and the lifestream that oozed from this place.
'Let the little prick have some semblance of control for now while I draw strength,' he thought to himself. 'I'll have the last laugh!'
Slowly he stretched out his senses, searching for what he needed, the Mako he was already infused with started, at a Maddening slow pace, to mend the torn flesh back together, as it would with anyone who had Mako in their system. Hell, judging from the glow in the boy's eyes, Gen knew that the youth's body would heal just as rapidly.
"Stop," the angel whispered, as he fought to heal himself. "Please...stop." He forced his eyes to focus on the boy whose name he didn't even know. "I-I'm sorry..." Though he was healing, his head still felt fuzzy with all the new information he had gleaned and the pain he was still suffering. "I-I-won't say his name again."
Kadaj snarled menacingly at the winged one as he paced back and forth. "I'm not him…..so whatever you two felt for one another…..doesn't exist within me!" he warned. "If you're expecting sympathy, you're a fool."
The silver youth stopped his march, staring angrily down at Genesis; he chuckled as if a sudden thought only just occured to him. Then the obnoxious little bastard started unzipping his fly. "I'm warning you now….if you bite me…I'll break every tooth in you fucking head." he growled and he pulled his flaccid cock out from his pants.
He arrogantly reached for the back of the auburn tresses, grabbing a cruel fistful of hair and jerked the head to his crotch. "Suck it good, and I might go easy on your ass." growled the angry boy. "Keep it up with your pitiful retaliation attempts, and there will be nothing left for your old lover but an empty shell."
With one hand tightly entrenched in the red mane and the other guiding the tip of his cock towards the angry face staring up at him, Kadaj grinned. "Let's see if you can satisfy me then?"
Genesis was tired of begging, tired of pleading and tired of being hurt. The creature now waving his cock in his face was nothing but a vicious little bastard, not worthy of Sephiroth.
Genesis was attempting to call the *Flair spell* to mind, but he wasn't going to fire it off until he proved his point. Cantankerously, he wrapped his hand around Kadaj's cock, but his eyes were fixated of the boy's face.
"I was expecting a bit of sympathy from you, I will admit." He ran his tongue along the length of the boy's shaft, and then let it glide over the tip. He then hardened his wet muscle to a point and stuck it into the hole. He felt the kid harden under his ministrations.
His grip around the hardening shaft's base tightened a bit. "What I didn't expect..." Genesis opened his lips and took the swelling head between them. He sucked gently on just the tip before letting it fall from his mouth, only to run his tongue down the member again. "Was this!" He wiggled the cock with his fingers, sending waves of pleasure shooting through the kid's body. "But don't worry baby, not everyone is blessed with size."
With that, Genesis swallowed down the cock just to prove his point, and began blowing Kadaj in earnest. Up and down his head bobbed, his cheeks hallowed, sucking the boy for all he was worth.
A small grin tugged at the corners of Kadaj' lips at the redhead's insolent words. "We will see," he moaned as the man gripped him. "How you handle it," he tried to keep his voice from faltering. "When it's shoved so far, up your ass!" he barely got the sentence out.
At one point, Gen took Kadaj down his throat, stopped moving his head, stopped sucking and started to only swallow, fucking the silver's dick with only the muscles of his throat.
Gen knew that in no time he would have the boy cumming.
The silver youths head rolled to the side as the SOLDIERS mouth enveloped him, maybe this was why the great Sephiroth had chosen him, his lips felt sinfully good.
"Mmmmmmmmmm…..yeah." Daj moaned as he chewed on his bottom lip trying to stifle the moans that this man was forcing from him. He was indeed experienced in this field, something that the young silver was not…he knew how to take pleasure alright…..but giving was something he never indulged in.
His jaw dropped open and his brows knotted together as his shaft advanced down the soft warm throat. "Fuck!" he shakily moaned, his cruel grip on the warrior's red silk eased up and he let his hands gently rest against the man's face. He tenderly held him in place and shuddered from the intense feeling of being swallowed.
The young leader looked down and marveled at the sight of his stiff rod disappearing into that wondrous hot cavity and gently ran his fingers through the soft auburn silk.
"Suck it good baby," he whispered.
Kadaj's hips rocked on their own accord as his throbbing cock was engorged down the tight throat that gripped him with an almost unbearable force.
"Ohhhhhhh shit!" he howled, drawing quickly out of that amazing mouth and quickly lowering his lips to the redhead's, sucking at the soft flesh and pushing the man back on the bed and straddling him.
It was too much for the lusting boy…he had to have more of Genesis…now. He fumbled with the stolen guard's uniform that concealed this man's body, as his mouth worked hard devouring those wonderful lips. His tongue licked and teased wanting entry, as he slowly succeeded in removing at least some of the bothersome clothes.
Genesis hoped that the end to his suffering had come when the silver brat had captured his lips and pushed him back against the bed. The boy was being careful not to break away from the kiss even as he tried to tear Gen's clothes from his body.
The angel smirked against those pert lips as his own tongue slipped out to massage the one invading his mouth.
Genesis would be lying if he said this wasn't his favorite part of fucking.
The red-head was a kissing slut and he knew it. And then there was the fact that it had been years since he had been touched intimately, even though this cruel insane child had hurt him, he knew he would not deny himself, or the boy, the sort of pleasure they were both seeking.
While he remained passive, he could continue to draw from the forest to restore his strength, than he had every intention of showing the crazy little bastard his place on the evolutionary ladder.
Genesis helped the silver brat to remove the rest of his clothes, though it sadly meant loosening themselves from the kiss.
Kadaj now took the time to appreciate the body of the auburn angel; the wound on his neck had already stopped bleeding and was showing remarkable signs of healing. The marks from where he'd cruelly pulled out all those needles were completely gone and so was the cut in his lip where he'd punched him earlier on.
Kadaj delighted in the thought that he could hurt this one over and over again and not permanently mark that pretty face.
Gen's body was tone and lean, his muscles not too big but well defined. His skin still had a bronze tone but it was somewhat faded due to lack of sunlight. He was dusted with a smattering of freckles and there were scares all along his body, proof that he really was a warrior.
Genesis let Kadaj's eyes linger on him for a bit, before he took the boy's cock in his palm and started fisting it in a slow rhythm.
"Have you ever topped before?"
When the little menace shook his head no, Gen nodded. "Alright, you will want to either do this very slowly or have me ride you, so that you don't blow too soon and ruin what you've worked up for."
Gen parted his legs, and while still stroking the younger cock, he whispered in a tone filled with lust, "Touch me however you want… Please" This time the plea was laced with passion, and Kadaj could tell Gen wanted this just as much as he did. Well, there was his voice and the fact that his cock was as hard as a rock beneath him.
Kadaj glared down at the warrior in wanting, panting heavily. It annoyed him that the man thought him incapable or inexperienced. He swiped the winged ones hand away from his cock and lent forward again, closely looking into those electric blue eyes.
"You fucking talk too much….you know that?" he groaned out.
His mouth descended, consuming the soft full lips of the redheads, opening and closing with ravenous passion. His tongue seeking out the tip of the soldiers, flicking and swirling around the other before the boy gently grabbed the warm wet muscle between his teeth and sucked it into his own mouth, effectively giving it a head job.
The silver boy rocked his hips, their hard erections rubbing against one another as he continued to devour the warriors tongue.
Kadaj needed release, knowing full well he could cum many times in the matter of a short space; he had no concerns about anything ending too quickly tonight.
He set the ravaged tongue free but continued to grind his throbbing cock into the one beneath him, moaning loudly as the exquisite tingles start to flow through his stiff rod.
Slightly raising himself up, he showed no concern for the pleasure Genesis was wishing for as he shuffled forward to straddle the man's chest so his needy prick was right in warriors face. He forced a hand down under the auburn silk hair and pulled forward as he guided the tip of his cock, back to those perfect lips.
"Suck it Genesis…..I want to cum so far down the back of your throat." he groaned.
The death glare he received caused a smile to play across his lips.
"Please." he mischievously added.
As the lips slowly opened, Daj forced his cock in, one violent thrust down to the very base, reaching out with both hands now to forcefully hold the man's head as he entirely impaled that warm mouth without withdrawing. He knew he would be blocking off the man's airway, but that only added to his excitement, at this rate he would cum quickly.
He let out a boyish moan and rocked hard into that amazing cavern; those clenching throat muscles along with the sound issuing from the gagging man were overwhelming.
His silver head tipped back, pulling the SOLDIERS face in harder while driving his cock down as deep as it could possibly go, he exploded.
"Fuck….your…..face!" he screamed out between clenched teeth. His body shuddering as he rode out his orgasm deep within the throat of Sephiroth's old lover.
"Thirsty, Genesis?" he chuckled. "Swallow it….swallow it all."
Kadaj could feel the soldier trying to push him away but he held on tightly till the last drops of cum slid down the man's throat.
The SOLDIER drank down every last drop of the little one's cum, secretly wanting more, even though he hadn't been able to breathe. Lack of oxygen was a small price to pay to have that marvelous thick liquid splashing down the back of his throat.
Quickly, the youth released his death grip and the winged one fell back to the bed. Coughing and spluttering as the menace moved back to again, sit on the semi flaccid cock of the warrior.
He smiled maniacally in his crazy ass way that left Gen feeling a little worried at the intention behind it.
He felt like he'd just got face raped by the insidious little psycho, sucking in deep on the precious air, his body was quivering and his brain had turned into lust filled mush.
"Ha ha ha ha." giggled the wicked boy. "Not so…..un-blessed….as you might think." he snickered.
It seemed the evil little cherub was ruthless in all things, sex included. Genesis had never felt like such a used whore, and he was falling in love with that feeling. Sephiroth had never treated him this way and now, looking back on it, he wished Seph had. Maybe being utterly controlled was what Genesis wanted in a lover.
The little Satanist maneuvered lower still, till red fuzz and limp cock were before his face, he gave him a playful grin, holding the man's eyes and thrust out his wet tongue to slowly glide up the length of the flesh at his mercy.
At this point, Genesis forgave the brat child all of his transgressions. The boy could do to his body whatever he wished, as long as he kept touching him that way and making him shudder.
Kadaj took the flaccid knob into his hot young cavern, sucking vigorously as it started to harden and fill his mouth. Gen throbbed to full life between those soft lips. He was careful not to thrust his hips up; he didn't know how the little one would take it. Just as the warrior's fingers slid though silver silk hair and he moaned at the pleasure, the boy pulled off him with a plopping sound.
"You know what…..I know someone who would love to wrap their lips around this huge cock of yours." he grinned and again ran his slick wet muscle up the length of Genesis' meat.
"While I fuck you….he can suck you." He giggled at his offhanded rhyme.
Genesis could do nothing but groan in dismay as those lips left his cock. Words somehow leaked into his sex concentrated mind, but he didn't understand them. His body was too hot; he was trembling too much to make sense of them. He grabbed the boy by his shoulders and pulled him back up to his lips. Gen had heard that he talked too much, so in order to silence himself, he captured the little one's mouth with his own again, prying it open with his tongue and kissing him hard and deep.
The silver boy let himself be manhandled by the SOLDIER; the sensation was new as Genesis was perhaps the only one ever to be game enough to do it. He forced his tongue to tangle roughly with the one invading his mouth. This man tasted sweet and Daj grabbed the warriors head pulling him in tighter. Mouths clashed, lips bruised one another as the kiss became desperate…demanding….almost brutal in nature.
Kadaj suddenly broke away…..turning his head to the side and raised himself up slightly.
"YAZOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he screamed out at the top of his lungs, sounding every bit his youthful age.
He turned back round to face the confused man, smirking down into those lust filled eyes. He reached a hand back to the hardened shaft, gently stroking it with soft fingertips. The silver head dived down and quickly scooped the bottom lip of the winged one into his mouth, sucking it seductively as he pulled back.
The sound of feet thudding quickly up the stairs preceded the door opening and the pretty remnant entered wondering why he was being yelled at in such a way.
The youngest grinned at his confused brother.
"Yaz…come have a look at this." he demanded, as he slid off to the side, exposing the wonderful physique that had lain under him.
The eyes of this, Yazoo, drilled into Genesis' blue orbs, holding them as he moved gracefully over to stand beside the bed. And only then did they leave to travel down the length of the redhead to dwell on the huge erection that Kadaj was coaxing to life.
A silver brow rose in question and was followed by a "hmph," from the pretty long haired youth.
Without another word the newcomer removed his gloves and jacket, Genesis gasped as the half-naked boy joined Kadaj on the bed directly over his rock hard cock. As if it agreed totally with the new situation, Gen's cock jumped as if to meet the new comer *head on.*
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