Disclaimer: YES, I bought Square Enix. Jumps for joy...Okay, no I didn't, I'm still broke and there aren't going to be any hot yaoi featuring Sephiroth and Genesis coming out soon.
Warnings: Sex, graphic sex (Whiskey says we should warn for anal, oral and incest, I say you guys probably realize all those things when I put up a smut warning.) and language, oh, and mild violence
Pairing: Gen/Tseng/Laz/Ruf
AN1: Yes, this chapter was an excuse to do a lot of hot RP sex. But we know you guys will love it
AN2: I was off-line for almost two weeks and when I came back (yesterday) I had so much catching up to do, that I didn't have time to thank a lot of our reviewers personally from last chapter. I just want to let you all know how much Whiskey and I really appreciate your reviews and commits. We have a great bunch of reviewers for this story and we love you all for taking the time out to let us know how you feel. Thanks to everyone who follows and favored, and special thanks to: Lana, Fantasi88, Mixed Golden Phoenix, Parsley, Athenaion, Soyna, KirasTastefulTragedy, Vivimouse, Requiem's Razor, and Kiti Renentine.
(Genesis and Lazard) Alexj69, (Tseng and Rufus) Whiskey
&%$ PP $%&
Rufus left Genesis' warm, comforting embrace when he heard the knock at the door. He had no idea who it could be, as it sure as hell wasn't Tseng, and Sephiroth probably would have called Genesis' PHS. It was with a shocked expression that Rufus greeted his older brother and his former bodyguard. "… Deusericus?" he asked, the surprise evident in his voice. He couldn't bear to address Tseng, and didn't even look at him.
If Lazard hadn't been holding Tseng's hand, he would have strangled Rufus right there. But the fact that his brother hadn't even turned his eyes to the Turk probably helped save his life.
"Rufus," there was venom added to that name, "we need to talk."
Lazard pushed past the boy who was frozen like a chocobo caught in the headlights, Tseng on his heels. Once inside the immaculately furnished suite, Lazard released Tseng's hand and grabbed Rufus by his hair and slammed him into the nearest wall. It was time to release all his pent up aggression on the target who deserved it.
He smacked the teen's head hard against the plaster, before moving face to face with him.
"You are," the elder blond hissed, "to stay away from me, and everything that I consider mine. You are not my brother, you are nothing to me, do you understand?" Before Tseng could stop him, and before Genesis had a chance to come out of the bedroom, Lazard's fist slammed into Rufus' perfectly shaped jaw, sending the golden boy stumbling across the room, knocking him over the back of the couch.
"If I find you are in my affairs again, you worthless piece of shit, I will kill you." Unlike his usual veiled threats, that one was pretty straight forward and it felt wonderful to finally say it.
Lazard felt the hand on his shoulder, trying to restrain him, and calm him, but the director shoved it off. Rufus was given no chance to get back on his feet; Lazard was over the couch, hands wrapped around the boy's throat, choking the life out of him. In the time it took for Rufus to realize he'd been hit, the older blond had decided that killing the teen was a great idea, so he followed up his attack.
Genesis, due to his Mako enhancements, had heard the entire conversation. He was off the bed immediately and racing to the living room. He arrived just as he saw a flash of purple covered flesh leap the couch. Thought and action became one. He took in the entire scene at once, and seeing his lover in danger, he grabbed the attacker from behind, Tseng right beside him, and together they pulled Director Lazard from Rufus.
Genesis helped Rufus up, and stood in front of him, protecting him. "What the fuck is going on?"
Genesis was on the verge of punching the director for having the audacity to touch Rufus; however, Lazard was his superior, and the redhead was already in trouble. He didn't want to be demoted again or court marshaled for striking a superior – though he did wonder how Seph would react to that. He almost laughed, and would have if he weren't so pissed off.
"Someone explain... NOW!"
The tears forced their way from Rufus' eyes as soon as his head hit the wall, and rage filled his voice as he struggled to protest against Lazard's grip, then immediately gave up on speaking when he was knocked over the couch, losing his breath entirely. Cringing and coughing, trying to figure out what the fuck was going on, he barely even had time to register that his brother was hitting him before Lazard's hands were around his throat. Tears flowed freely as Rufus unsuccessfully attempted to break free. Then Tseng and Genesis pulled Lazard off of him, and he collapsed over the top of the couch, tumbling to the floor, still hacking and coughing.
Seeing Genesis come to his defense thrilled him, and seeing the SOLDIER's anger made him feel better after the attack. Tseng looked irritable as well—perhaps he was on Rufus' side here?
"What the fuck, Lazard!" Rufus cried as soon as he could breathe. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You just come up here and attack me? What did I even do!"
Tseng spoke up. "I cannot speak for the director, but I can reveal the events leading up to this. I came to visit Rufus because I had not seen him in a few weeks, and we quarreled. I was upset when I returned to Lazard's flat, and the director grew angry with me for leaving him alone. After screaming at me, breaking my nose and throwing a lamp at me, he decided to confront the vice president, who he appears to be blaming for my absence."
Then Tseng saw Genesis' uniform and blanched. "… Mr. Rhapsodos… were you… demoted?" he found himself blurting. Then suddenly it clicked. That file he had reported... it had been a little boy's cry for attention, and now that bureaucracy was finally acting too late, Genesis was suffering for an act that was not even remotely his fault.
The Turk whirled around and glared at the vice president. "Rufus… you lied to me, and I believed you. You should be ashamed of yourself, Mr. Vice President. For everything you've done today, and
everyone you've hurt."
Rufus glared back at Tseng. "That's really nice, coming from you. Seeing as how you came, dumped your emotional garbage on me, and left. Shut the fuck up, Tseng. You made your choice, so stop pretending you care about me."
Tseng threw up his hands in defeat, and covered his face. He was so enraged and frustrated he couldn't see straight. "Enough. I've heard enough from you for one day." He turned to Lazard. "You talk to him." Tseng meandered somewhere in the area of the kitchen, pacing back and forth and fuming.
Genesis stared between the two, and found it amusing that they were fighting like this. However, it gave him an idea, one that would fix everyone's problem, including the one that had to do with his stiff cock that he hoped no one noticed. After all, Lazard and Tseng did interrupt Rufus and him in the middle of things.
Before Lazard was able to speak, the auburn angel held up his hand, calling for silence. "Gentlemen, today has been a rather emotionally trying day for all of us. So, here is what I suggest; we need to stop being at each others' throats," he smirked his charming, lopsided smile, and turned to face his little lover. He was sure he could work all this out to his advantage. "And kiss and make up." He pulled his lover into an embrace, their bare chests touching. Genesis turned Rufus' head up to face him, and lovingly kissed the salty tears. "Rufus, you've been a very naughty little boy." Another kiss was given to the teen's quivering lips. "Now, I want you to go over to Tseng, wrap your arms around his neck, tell him you're sorry, then show him in the best way you know how." Genesis' face then darkened with lust. "Then I want you to do the same to your brother. You've made a mess of things, my little love, but I'm sure if you try really hard, you can clean it up."
Lazard's face fell in shock. Genesis wasn't suggesting what he knew Genesis was suggesting. He was about to protest when he realized this was exactly what started it all to begin with: Rufus and the desire of every man here to have him.
As angry as Lazard could get with his SOLDIER First Class, he had to admit the man had good ideas, and this one was right up the director's alley.
"Yes, Rufus," Lazard said, becoming excited at Genesis' prospect, "I think you owe us all an apology." Anger diminishing, the older blond removed his glasses and wiped them clean on the hem of his robe, exposing himself just enough so the group could get a sneak peek at what was underneath, which was nothing.
"You catch on quick, Director." Genesis' lust filled eyes darted to him. "I'm glad you approve."
Lazard merely smirked and positioned his spectacles back on his face.
Rufus' face caught fire at the suggestion. Genesis didn't really want him to… did he? With… Tseng and his brother? He supposed Genesis wouldn't lie to him, though, would he? After glancing up nervously at Genesis and getting a nod, he looked over at Tseng, who had come back into the room and was leaning against the wall, looking quite exhausted.
Tseng's eyebrows rose when he heard the suggestion, but he knew that Genesis still had every reason to be his enemy. And if there was one thing he knew, it was that one should keep one's friends close and one's enemies even closer. Besides, he couldn't exactly say no to having the young man whose beauty plagued his dreams and nightmares. Genesis himself was terribly attractive in that scoundrel sort of way as well. And then there were the Shinra brothers… together. Tseng swallowed.
"Tseng," Rufus began, still unable to look into his eyes, as he got up off the floor and sidled over to his crush, "I—I'm sorry I lied to you. It was cruel to trick you into thinking Genesis had hurt me. Genesis has never hurt me."
"It was cruel indeed," Tseng mumbled, suddenly finding himself a bit short of breath.
Rufus too was breathless as he stood to his full height, still at least six inches shorter than Tseng. "I am also sorry for what I said earlier. I hurt you. You told me your feelings and I stomped on them. Allow me to apologize." With that, he stood on tiptoe and captured the surprised Turk's lips in that forbidden kiss both of them had wanted for years.
Tseng's face caught fire as Rufus kissed him, mouth instantly opening and tongue forcing entry into the boy's mouth. A whimpered gasp from Rufus shot straight to his cock and he suddenly wrapped his arms around the boy, embracing him tightly as he put every one of his sleepless nights and jerk-off fantasies into the kiss, all the pent-up sexual frustration for both Rufus and Lazard. Clothes were rumpled and hair was mussed as Tseng's hands wandered all over Rufus' body, grabbing his ass, stroking his hair, clutching him against Tseng's chest.
Rufus responded by moaning into the kiss and reaching one hand up to pull out the rubber band in Tseng's hair, twirling fingers into it and pulling slightly. A low groan was swallowed by Rufus as his hips thrust forward, grinding against Tseng as if the two of them only had thirty seconds to do everything they had imagined.
Finally Rufus pulled away to catch his breath, staring into Tseng's dark eyes, chest heaving. Their cheeks were flushed and both men were sporting full blown erections. "Rufus," Tseng whispered, "I forgive you."
What choice did Lazard have to but to watch his lover make out with his brother? At first the anger came back in a wave and he almost resorted to violence, however, as Tseng's hair was freed and the man's hands touched wherever they pleased, Lazard felt his own cock awakening. His breath quickened and he no longer wanted them to stop. Suddenly there was a presence behind him, and hot breath was on his neck and ghosting into his ear.
"What do you think, Director?" The crimson SOLDIER parted his already wet and swollen lips and took Lazard's earlobe between his teeth.
The older blond couldn't form words, only strange whimpers, as his cock throbbed. The member was already leaking by the time Genesis' fingers strolled down the front of the silken material of his robe. He pressed his ass back and the SOLDIER's rock hard, still covered cock slipped neatly between his ass cheeks. He moaned names. "Rufus," it was a broken breath. "Genesis," he rocked his hips and it was a cry laced with real tears.
By now, every nerve in Genesis' body was burning. His need to touch was overwhelming. He moved his hips in time with his superior's, grinding slowly, teasing his own dick, the rough material of his pants rubbing it harshly. He himself moaned, and slammed his hips against Lazard's ass, which rewarded him with a piercing yelp of pleasure. His hot mouth was working on his director's neck and now exposed shoulder.
Nimble fingers trailed down the front of the violet silk garment, playing over encased skin, pinching already erect nipples, twisting and pulling them until Lazard arched his back and groaned. Those fingers left the buds of flesh to roam downward, and finally pull apart the belt holding the robe together, leaving the older blond exposed in the front.
Genesis knew the kind of foreplay a man like Lazard would want, and that was exactly what he was giving him. Fingers still moving down, the auburn SOLDIER took the director's cock in his hand and squeezed it tightly, drawing another moan from the blond. He started to walk him forward.
Lazard was thrusting slowly into Genesis' skillful hand until he was right behind Rufus. He allowed the SOLDIER to rub his slick member over his brother's pert ass, hitting Tseng's hand in the process, wetting it with his clear liquid.
"Rufus." Genesis demanded his little lover's attention, while keeping his mouth on Lazard's neck. "You need to apologize to your brother as well."
Rufus turned and pressed his back to Tseng, who had to withhold a murmur of protest. His eyes widened as he was presented with his brother's naked erection, quite large and right there in front of him. He tried his best to look Lazard in the eye, though it was difficult when he just wanted to stare at his cock. "Lazard, I'm sorry," the boy mumbled, not really paying attention to what he was saying,
and he dropped to his knees. Like a pro, the boy leaned forward and traced Lazard's cock with his tongue before taking it inside his mouth as if it were the easiest thing in the world.
Tseng groaned at the sight. He dropped to one knee and pressed himself against Rufus' back, grinding into Rufus' ass as one of his hands brushed blond hair away from Rufus' neck. He took the opportunity to kiss the boy's neck, reaching up to run his fingers across a smooth, almost hairless chest and brush against nipples, then Tseng lost control and reached tentatively down to Rufus' erection. The boy moaned around Lazard's prick and Tseng felt his face flush anew with arousal. "Like that?" he whispered. "Lazard is hung, isn't he, Rufus?" The boy whimpered in response. Tseng squeezed his
cock again and continued, "Do you have any idea how hot this is? How much I'd love to take you right now?"
Rufus blushed and pumped his hips into Tseng's touch. Everything was extremely intense, and the fact that he was enjoying sucking off his brother this much made him feel deliciously slutty. He wondered how far things would go, and what his lover had in mind.
Lazard sucked down air when his small brother dropped to his knees before him. He hadn't expected it to happen so suddenly, but he wasn't complaining. The wetness enveloping his shaft, his own damn brother on his knees sucking his cock, caused his heart to pound and his skin to start glistening with sweat. His hand wrapped through the soft hair of Shinra's golden boy, and held his head still as he began thrusting his hips, fucking Rufus' mouth.
"That's right Shinra, suck that big fucking cock," Lazard commanded, watching as a thick trail of saliva trailed from the boy's pretty lips to coat his tool, bringing forth another wave of heat. "This is how a good brother should apologize." He bucked his hips a little harder, but not so much that his cock was down the teen's throat yet; that would come next. He still had a lot of aggression to take out on the tiny blond, but it would come in increments.
Rufus gasped around Lazard's cock, the words causing him to throb in his pants, so hard already. He knew things were going to get rough, but he was prepared to take everything as it was presented to him.
Lazard had all but forgotten about Genesis when Rufus started sucking his dick until the heat of the SOLDIER's body was gone. With his eyes shut he had no way of knowing where the redhead had gotten off to, but at that moment, he cared very little.
The Second Class left the director in the capable mouth of his lover to go to the Turk. There was unfinished business between them, and had the situation been any different, Tseng would be feeling a fireball to the face, for being the one who caused his demotion. Instead, the auburn angel reached down, and entwined his fingers in ebony silk and yanked the Turk to his feet. Hand staying in black strands, staring into pools of dark radiance, Genesis' lips twisted.
"Quite a show isn't it... Turk? The two loves of your life touching each other." Genesis' hand shot out and clutched Tseng's stiff prick. He began caressing it through his pants. Releasing Tseng's hair, Genesis took his now free hand, and guided Tseng's fingers to his own hard cock. "I'm sure you noticed the color change, Turk," Genesis snapped, referring to his purple pants. The redhead's smile became evil. "How are you going to make this up to me?" He thrust his pelvis against the man's fingers, waiting for a suitable answer.
Tseng felt a rough hand pull his hair and drag him to his feet. It stung, but he didn't mind a little rough play, particularly when he was aroused. He found himself face to face with Genesis.
"Yes, I am enjoying the show," Tseng murmured silkily, squeezing the SOLDIER's cock a bit harder than he had originally intended. Genesis was rather big, and Tseng forgot himself momentarily as his fingers explored the entire length, curious as to the man's size. "What did you have in mind as penance... Genesis?" Tseng whispered, trying the name on his tongue and deciding he liked it. "And do you plan on repaying me for stealing my charge?" Tseng whispered, fingers tracing down a remarkably built chest back to a hard cock encased in cloth. His gun hand had Genesis' pants undone in record time, and he gripped Genesis' naked erection, tugging at it as dark eyes bored into blue. Tseng pressed his lips against Genesis', trying his best to stay in control.
If there was anything Genesis was exceptionally good at, it was causing another to lose their cool in such situations. Thinking it unfair that Tseng still had his pants on, Genesis practically ripped the clothing from the Turk, being none too careful. Now the Wutaian was almost as naked as him, save the undershirt, which the SOLDIER quickly did away with.
Returning Tseng's kiss with the passion he was legendary for, Genesis forced the Turk's mouth open and slid his tongue inside, demanding the man engage him.
Hands pulling each others' cocks, the kiss lasted until they needed oxygen. When they finally broke away, the redhead answered his questions, though his mouth had Tseng's ear through the cascade of hair.
"Your penance shall be paid by you getting on knees and taking my cock all the way down your throat; you will suck it until you gag and you will keep sucking until I cum, and when I do, you will swallow every last drop. As for your payment..." Genesis chuckled. "I'm giving you the best night of your life." The redhead moved the Turk and himself beside the couch, where they could enjoy the spectacle of the Shinra boys. Then he pushed Tseng to his knees, and smacked his face a few times with his dick, messing the Turk's face with his precum. When ready, he pressed the tip to Tseng's puffy lips.
"Swallow it, Turk. Make me cum down your throat."
Lazard was getting to close to his breaking point, and he didn't want that, not yet, it was too soon.
Easing his cock from between the sucking boy's jaws, he helped Rufus up from the floor, removed the teen's clothes and moved him to the couch. At this point he didn't think they would make it to the bedroom, but that was alright, seeing how there was more space in the living room anyway. This time he was being gentle with his brother, and had decided he would alternate between hard and soft, and he had just been hard.
He laid the boy down and crawled between his legs, positioning his shaft at the entrance, but not invading the tiny opening. This way, if the blond teen at any moment pushed his hips down, he would impale himself, but Lazard would not make that first move yet, he would leave that up to Rufus.
Leaning down so they were face to face, golden hair mingling with golden hair, Lazard took his time in claiming Rufus' lips. He waited as their breaths became one, and he held the boy's stare for a long moment, content to feel their hearts hammering against one another. Then he dipped his head and brushed his mouth against the boy's. It was sweet and innocent, chaste, and he let it linger. Then his velvety tongue slid out and traced his brother's slightly parted lips, then pulled away. When Rufus tried to come to him for more, he turned his head so he was kissing the teen's neck.
Slowly, gently, Lazard trailed his way down his brother's naked body, kissing, licking and nibbling ever part of him, until he reached his sibling's hard-on.
"I'm going to taste every part of you, Rufus," he informed the boy before swallowing his cock down in one move. He hollowed out his cheeks and slid his mouth up and down the teen's cock, sucking hard, while his tongue dipped in the tiny hole of the engorged head, drinking down the liquid.
Now that he was no longer in a position for Rufus to impale himself, Lazard used a finger as a replacement, but this time he did enter. He had stopped blowing the golden teen for only a moment to wet his digit, then he pushed inside. Rufus began spiking down his throat as Lazard played with his inside button, pressing on it, knowing he was sending shock waves through the kid.
When he felt the boy's balls tighten, the director pulled away from Rufus' cock, leaving it wet and pulsating. He also ceased his ministrations to his brother's prostrate. He pushed the boy's legs up until his knees touched his ears. Long digit still wiggling around inside, the older brother flattened his tongue and began to lick around the stuffed opening, sending a new sensation through the teen. He stopped suddenly.
"Tell me what you want, baby brother."
Rufus allowed himself to be moved to the couch, and was breathless as his brother removed the rest of his clothes. He couldn't believe Lazard was undressing him, and he really couldn't believe he was enjoying it. He felt Lazard's cock brush against him and he tensed slightly, but when his brother made no move to enter him, he relaxed and melted into the kisses on his lips and neck. Lazard slowly
made his way down to Rufus' erection, and when he took it into his mouth, Rufus' hips jerked upward and he cried out. It was only the second blow job he had received in his life, and damn, he was enjoying it.
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Genesis playing rough with Tseng, and the sight was mesmerizing. Genesis pulling Tseng's hair, Genesis undressing Tseng—oh, dear gods, was that…
was that his—Rufus groaned aloud as the combination of sensations overwhelmed him. Then Lazard was working a finger inside him, and it was just too much. "Lazard," he groaned, then his eyes drifted over once more… "Tseng," he whimpered as he saw Genesis stroking his crush's hard length, then pushing Tseng to his knees. Their eyes met and Rufus blushed to the roots of his hair; he was surprised to see Tseng's skin equally red with heat and arousal. He looked up at his lover, and marveled at how powerful the SOLDIER looked beside Tseng. Granted, he was on his knees, but Genesis' incredible body was right there for Rufus to watch, for Rufus to enjoy… hard muscles, broad shoulders, long legs and an impressive length were all there on display. And it looked as if Tseng were going along with his
lover's plan. He had never thought he'd get the chance to see anything like this, and his eyes were glued to the sight. Once in a while he'd glance down and love the way Lazard's head bobbed on his erection, glasses slipping down his nose, his beautiful slut of a brother so good at sucking cock, but he was also very interested in what Genesis was going to do.
To answer Lazard's question, he turned and looked into his brother's eyes. "Quit teasing me," he whispered lustily, reaching a hand down to grip blond strands.
Tseng let Genesis remove his pants, though it wasn't without a defiant glance. Tseng had never been good at bottoming in any sense; he always wanted to remain in absolute control, and here was a situation where he could feel the control rapidly slipping from his grasp. He'd just have to control Genesis with his body, that was all. If Genesis wanted to undress him, he'd have to please him as well.
Then he felt his grip on the situation deteriorate completely when he heard what Genesis had to say. His knees went weak, and he hated himself for his body's reaction. The best night of his life… it was, wasn't it? He looked over at Rufus, and caught the boy's eye. The look Rufus was giving him drew all the blood from his brain to his groin. Trying to remember how he was supposed to be dominating here, Tseng looked back at Genesis, but his gaze faltered, and he was blushing. Damn it, damn it, he thought to himself, and was greeted by Genesis' wicked, anger-melting smirk as he was pushed to his knees. He sank without resistance, moved forward and took Genesis' cock into his mouth without a moment's hesitation. The dirty talk spurred him onward, and he swallowed, expertly moving his head, allowing Genesis' hips to move with him. Opening his eyes briefly to look at the brothers, Tseng's face contracted in desire as he saw Rufus thrust into Lazard's mouth. The moan that escaped him reverberated around Genesis' erection, and Tseng no longer cared that he wasn't in control. The scene was so hot that he would surrender utterly to it.
Every twitch and sound Rufus made caused Lazard's already leaking member to throb harder. The very taste of his own flesh and blood on his tongue seared itself into his memory, burning his lips in a way only hatred could. Yes, even now, as his wet muscle circled the vice president's outer ring, and he worked his finger in and out of the boy, bringing the teen that much closer to orgasm, there was still boiling rage inside. And maybe that was why he was so willing to do this. He had learned when he worked the streets under the plate that it was easier to take his frustrations out with sex than with violence. Besides, there was just something very perverse about licking his baby brother's ass.
The older blond finally took his lips away from his brother's entrance and turned his head to face his lover and his SOLDIER. A wicked smile pervaded his lips as he watched how easily Tseng had become putty in Genesis' hands. He and the redhead didn't always see eye to eye, but he was damn glad that this was how Genesis had... recommended the situation be solved. When it came to lust and desire, he and Genesis were on a wave length.
"Rufus," Lazard intoned, pulling completely away from his brother, complying with the request to stop teasing him, "get on your knees on the floor, spread your legs, lay your chest against the couch and wait." Lazard wasn't going to be the one to take his brother, though he had dreamed of it many times; he would let his lover have that privilege. He thought of it as a making-up gift to the Turk for being an asshole earlier.
The director left his brother in that position to move behind the auburn SOLDIER. His eyes never left Tseng's sucking mouth.
Rufus was moaning at the sensation of Lazard's tongue caressing him. His hips kept thrusting upward, until Lazard pulled away and Rufus felt empty and needy. He immediately sat up and glared at his brother for stopping, then was ordered to wait. Wait? Was Lazard fucking crazy? Here he was about to blow, getting taunted mercilessly by Lazard and watching his lover and his crush get filthy with each
other, and Lazard was stopping? "You're a bastard," Rufus whined, but did what Lazard asked anyway. However, instead of facing the couch, he gave himself a great view of Tseng and Genesis, and now Lazard, who had gone up behind Genesis.
Genesis was wearing his evil smirk as he shoved more of his cock down the dark-haired Turk's throat. He found it amusing how easily the supposedly iron-willed Turk gave into him. Though he wasn't really surprised; he did have that effect on people.
The auburn warrior's fingers slid through Tseng's hair, enjoying the silkiness between his digits, before yanking on it again, tilting his head back only a bit to get a better angle and slipping more of his tool in, giving himself access to the Turk's throat.
Tseng groaned deep in his throat when Genesis pulled his head back. He'd never admit it, but he loved rough play, loved having his hair pulled, and most of all, loved meeting men who could overcome his desire for control. His body was hot all over, cock leaking and swollen as he allowed Genesis to drive himself deeper and deeper. If this is what mako did to people, Tseng had to admit he approved wholeheartedly.
"How does it feel to have a SOLDIER's cock, my cock, down your throat, Turk?" Genesis hissed, not easing his hold in Tseng's hair. "You're so fucking filthy that at the promise of watching Lazard and my lover touching, you are willing to get on your knees for me. Where's all your control now?" Genesis ground his hips, slowly and deeply face fucking the man.
"You're a slut, Turk," Genesis spat down at him, enjoying the feeling of complete dominance.
The redhead slid his dick out from the back of Tseng's throat only to smack the Wutaian's cheeks with the wet member and force it back between his lips again. "That's right, suck it. Suck it good. Make me cum."
At Genesis' taunt, Tseng growled around the redhead's cock and bucked his hips, both furious and rock-hard at the SOLDIER's insult. He could feel himself start to sweat, hair sticking to his smooth skin. He would have retorted back, and tried to when Genesis pulled out just to smack him in the face—another thing he'd never admit he loved—but then Lazard was there, watching him do something so filthy and shameless. He would be embarrassed if it weren't so fucking hot. One of his hands held the base of Genesis' shaft, and the other sneaked down to touch his own aching erection. Another thing he never thought he'd do in front of anyone else, and yet here he was, sucking off a SOLDIER and touching himself because Lazard was watching, because Rufus was watching… Tseng's moans were muffled by Genesis' quicker thrusts as he gripped himself, afraid of blowing too quickly but desperately needing to be touched.
Genesis felt Lazard come up behind him and put his hands on his hips. Lazard began to help Genesis quicken his pace. "He's a good cock sucker," the older blond whispered. "And obviously he deep throats like a champ."
The auburn warrior chuckled. "Director, did you think you'd ever see a Turk lowering himself to slut status just to suck off a SOLDIER?"
And that was when Genesis threw his head back, the warm, tight sensation of being inside Tseng's mouth and stretching his throat getting the better of the redhead. He groaned, and started bucking his hips, not noticing if he was gagging the Turk or not. "Ah, fuck... cumming…" He moaned again, but had Lazard's lips suddenly covering his, drinking down the sound.
With a final thrust into Tseng's mouth, the SOLDIER exploded, his hot seed spraying between the Turk's lips, gushing down his throat, and Genesis held him in place by his long, black hair, not giving the man an option other than to swallow.
"Good boy," Genesis breathed when he was empty and had escaped Lazard's kiss. He pulled his shaft from Tseng and released the man.
Rufus couldn't tear his eyes from the sight. Lazard goading Genesis, Genesis roughly pounding into Tseng's throat… it was all so intense he couldn't even be bothered that no one was touching him. Then he saw Tseng touch himself, and he gasped out loud. The dirty things Genesis and Lazard were saying to each other made him throb, and it was clear from Tseng's face that he loved every single taunt.
Then Genesis arched his back, and his face flushed slightly as he thrust forward one final time, crying out his release, and Tseng swallowed dutifully. Rufus still couldn't believe what he was witnessing.
Genesis released Tseng, and when he could breathe again, he wasn't sure how to feel about himself. He glared at the SOLDIER, but couldn't bring himself to taunt back. Lazard and Genesis were smirking at him, but Rufus was staring at him with such desire in his eyes.
Getting to his feet, Tseng grabbed Lazard by the waist and pulled him into an embrace, closing his eyes and kissing the director with everything he had. Brushing his cock against Lazard's, he pulled back to breathe and stared into Lazard's bespectacled eyes. "For preparing him." He gave the director's cock a squeeze as he wiped the sweat from his brow, got back down on the ground, and approached Rufus.
"You heard Lazard. Spread your legs," Tseng whispered, and those eyes left him hesitantly as Rufus leaned on the couch, spread his legs and looked back behind him at Tseng, breathless.
"Don't tease me. Just do it. Please, Tseng," Rufus moaned, feeling the heat radiate off of the Turk's body.
Tseng bit back a cry, and he lined his painfully hard prick up with Rufus' entrance, pushing in slightly, slowly, then finally filling him, letting out a moan so erotic that Rufus trembled all over. "Gods, yes," Tseng growled to himself, grabbing Rufus' hips hard enough to bruise. All mine, was all he could think as his hands went to Rufus' shoulders with the very first thrust, pulling him back against Tseng's body, then pulling most of the way out and slamming forward roughly. Even just a few seconds of this was worth the entire SOLDIER department witnessing him on his knees for Genesis.
The SOLDIER and SOLDIER director stayed back for a moment longer, Lazard wrapping his arms around Genesis' spent form. He allowed the redhead to use his narrow chest briefly for a place of respite until he came down from his orgasm high. It was actually a beautiful sight watching his lover sink his heavy member into his little brother's greedy body, and Lazard was glad he had someone to hold while he witnessed the spectacle.
"Gen," the director whispered, desire still tainting his words, "they're starting without us."
"Mmm," the auburn warrior made a sound, and Lazard couldn't help but notice that the man in his arms was deceptively fragile while in this state. The blond director found the redhead all the more appealing as his head rolled back, exposing his throat. Deusericus, who had crushed on the SOLDIER since he'd first met him when Genesis was still a teen, didn't pass up the opportunity to touch him as he saw fit.
The elder blond's lips glued themselves to pale, exposed flesh, tasting salt and cologne, while one hand stroked down Genesis' back and the other moved between the auburn warrior's legs, gripping onto the spent muscle, only to find it still hard and stiff.
"Rhapsodos, here I thought you were done for at least a little while," Lazard breathed against hot skin, beginning to yank on the redhead's member, drawing forth a low moan.
Genesis chuckled low as he bucked into the director's skilled digits. "Lazard," he said between harsh pants, "there are perks to Mako."
Capturing the redhead's lips with his own, Lazard began to move Genesis toward his brother and his lover. Finally releasing the kiss, the blond began to push the fighter to his knees behind Tseng. "Then my new goal tonight, SOLDIER, is to exhaust you."
Genesis knew where this was going and he was thrilled. He stayed on his knees behind the Turk, watching as his young boyfriend was impaled on the Wutaian's prick. Lining his own cock up with Tseng's small opening, he spat, "Harder, Turk. Rufus likes it hard and fast. Fuck him like you've always dreamed of doing." Genesis rubbed his cum coated cock up and down the split in Tseng's ass, as the man caught a rhythm for fucking Rufus. When he felt the leftovers of his cum had lubed up the Turk enough, he pushed his swollen, slippery tip against the dark-haired man's entrance. All he had to do was wait for Tseng to pull out of Rufus even a fraction, and when the Turk did, the throbbing, purple head of Genesis' prick was forced past the outer ring of the tiny, clinched muscle and inside, opening Tseng up, stretching him. The Turk thrust into vice-president again, and Genesis only moved a little with him, just enough so his tip didn't slide out. The next time Tseng pulled halfway out of the small blond's tight ass, he found himself fully impaled on the entire length of the SOLDIER.
"Fuck," the redhead hissed, "when the guys at the office say you're a tight-ass, Tseng, they have no idea how correct they are."
Genesis and Tseng were soon moving in sync, Tseng screwing his shaft into Rufus, while he himself was impaled by Genesis; Lazard almost felt left out. That was soon remedied when he fell behind the SOLDIER and put two fingers inside his thrusting ass, preparing him. "Relax, SOLDIER," the director purred, "you've taken Sephiroth, so I should be easy for you." When Genesis' inner walls unclenched, the older Shinra moved behind him, grabbed his pounding hips, and pushed deep inside the fighter, bottoming out.
Genesis groaned and stopped moving for a moment, his nails biting into Tseng's back. Lazard was almost as long and wide as Seph, and it took him a moment to become acclimated to the fat, foreign object invading him. Thankfully, the Turk pushing back against him helped turn the pain he was feeling into pleasure and soon he was moving again.
Lazard, for his part, couldn't believe he was actually fucking Genesis Rhapsodos. Regardless of rumor, the redheaded beauty was tight, and oh so hot on the inside. The SOLDIER director allowed the fighter time to adjust, and once Genesis was moving on his own, the older blond began drilling into that tight ass like he'd never fucked anyone before. He would make sure Genesis would never forget him, and hell, who knew, maybe the fighter would come back for more.
When Rufus heard his boyfriend's voice from behind him, he felt shivers take over his entire body. Genesis was watching him get fucked by his crush… and was even joining in. The dirty talk goading Tseng made Rufus moan out loud, and he heard the Turk groan something quietly from behind him. He felt Tseng's body tense behind him as he was being entered by Genesis, and a noise escaped his lips that Rufus had never heard him make before. The grip on Rufus' shoulders tightened, and it occurred to him that perhaps Tseng had never been taken before. In that case, Rufus was honored to be a part of it, and so turned on he couldn't see straight. He sneaked a peek at Tseng's face, and his eyes were screwed shut, his face red and in deep concentration. Sweat was dripping off his forehead, and his breath was coming in tiny gasps. Rufus couldn't believe Tseng had never bottomed before. He had to admit he loved the way Tseng looked, straining and blushing and trying so hard to control his reactions. Rufus had always wanted to see if he could ever make Tseng completely lose control, and he supposed that moment was the closest he was going to get.
He looked behind Tseng at Genesis, whose auburn hair was mussed and his tough, feminine face tinged with desire, fulfillment and a certain amount of pride. Genesis was clearly enjoying himself, and Rufus felt his heart fill with contentment when he realized how well they all fit together, how what had started as violence had turned into a shared experience. He loved the way Genesis looked behind Tseng, the way he was holding Tseng's hips as he finally pushed himself all the way in and Tseng backed into him, that look of intensity still on his face. Having Genesis behind him forced Tseng's thrusts to hit harder, and Rufus' inner thoughts were interrupted by a string of moans.
Then there was his brother, who had never looked more beautiful than he did at that very moment, easing up behind Genesis and touching him. Rufus couldn't believe it—Lazard was topping Genesis? Today was full of surprises. His glasses were tilted slightly on his face, and the purple robe was long gone. Rufus found himself checking Lazard out and wishing he had been blessed with the taller frame, that certain gaze… and of course, Lazard was hung, as Tseng had murmured earlier. When Rufus heard Lazard whisper about Genesis having taken Sephiroth, he couldn't help but imagine what his boyfriend must have looked like, impaled on the most dangerous and superhuman man in the world. As Tseng brushed the sweet spot inside him, Rufus cried out his enjoyment of the image, and was brought back to reality.
Tseng would later realize that Genesis had whispered into his ear in order to relax him while he was being entered; when he heard Genesis order him to fuck Rufus harder, all he could do was comply. Fuck him like you've always dreamed of doing… Gods, yes, he had dreamed of this moment. He drove himself into the blond, feeling how tight Rufus was, unraveling his resolve faster than he would have liked. The boy trembled and pushed back, and when Tseng pulled out to thrust into Rufus again, Genesis pushed inside of him and he immediately froze up, clinging to Rufus' shoulders, knowing he should have been expecting this, but the SOLDIER's huge prick was still a bit of a shock. Telling himself to keep breathing and keep moving, Tseng eased into being penetrated, eyes closed for a few minutes but then opening to look at Rufus, to allow himself to be turned on by how the boy was reacting. Rufus was so beautiful, and Tseng knew he'd be thinking back on this moment when he was alone.
When their collective thrusts forced Genesis all the way in, Tseng struggled not to cry out, knowing his voice would betray that he'd never done this before. He didn't need Genesis having any more ammo against him. Genesis called him a tight ass, and Tseng almost laughed, strangely relieved by the words. He hoped Genesis wouldn't realize the true reason he was so tight. Swallowing, he pushed himself back against the SOLDIER, and this time he did moan out of pleasure. The dual sensations of being inside Rufus and being fucked by Genesis were absolutely incredible. He increased the speed of his thrusts, growing more comfortable with feeling the SOLDIER inside him, and reached around to grasp Rufus' hard, dripping erection.
The boy whimpered loudly. "I'm going to make you cum for me," Tseng growled in his ear, and Rufus slammed his hips back against Tseng's body, crying out his crush's name.
Somewhere in Tseng's mind, he hoped Lazard was feeling just as good as he was at that moment.
The SOLDIER, having been around the block a few times, knew how to read the body language of someone who had never taken a cock before, and Tseng was giving off those signals. If Genesis had known he were a virgin in that respect he would have... who was he kidding, he would have done it anyway, maybe even added more force for what the Turk had done to him.
Taking Tseng's hair and yanking him so that his back was pressed to Genesis' chest, while still making sure he was inside Rufus, the redhead whispered so only Tseng could hear him. "You took my rank, Turk, but I guess I'm getting something far better out of the deal." With that, Genesis began to spike into the Wutaian without mercy, forcing Lazard to speed up his own movements, pounding hard against Tseng's inner button, pulling his hair, keeping his head tilted back.
"Rufus," the SOLDIER's words were coming in short breaths, "be a good boy and cum for the Turk," there was another fast series of spikes, "and make it soon. I'm going to finish him off quicker than he'd like."
Lazard's groan was audible, feral, when Genesis' thrusts increased in pace. He had always imagined the auburn warrior to be a fantastic lay, but being behind him, and suddenly seeing Genesis begin to fuck his lover out of anger, only added to Lazard's sensations of euphoria. Lazard tried to match Genesis thrust for thrust, but there was no way he could keep up with the Mako enhanced redhead, so in the end, he ended up not having to do much; Genesis' speed as he rode the director's cock was close to milking him to completion.
"Rhapsodos," Lazard panted, "slow down... I'm gonna blow."
"Then cum, you bastard." It was a barked order, one Lazard felt compelled to obey. "Fill me up, so I can make this poor virgin Turk blow. And Tseng..." Genesis slammed into him. "It had better be my name you scream, and not Rufus' when you cum."
"Holy fucking Gaia... Tseng... you're an ass virgin?" The very thought almost pushed the older blond over the top, but he wanted his little brother to cum before him.
Tseng's entire body went hot and stiff when he heard Genesis. How…. How had he… Fuck, damn it, fuck, he thought to himself, angry and humiliated and wishing that it hadn't been the gorgeous SOLDIER who had taken his anal virginity; but what was done was done, and Rufus was quivering and thrusting into his hand, ready to blow, and who was he to give that up? Using his anger constructively, he gripped Rufus even more tightly, and began frantically jerking him off. Genesis pulled his hair back and Tseng groaned loudly as he felt Genesis slam into him over and over again, rough enough that it almost hurt, and a constant stream of whimpers tumbled out of his mouth. Tseng couldn't even recognize his own voice when he heard it. Genesis was releasing something in him that he couldn't control, and he had to admit he was so close to cumming he was embarrassed. "Rufus—cum for me—" he cried urgently, "please—now—"
Rufus had heard every word Genesis said, and the feel of Tseng's grip on his cock was so good he was about to blow. Hearing Lazard groan only added to the intense build up he was experiencing. He was so aroused by the idea that Genesis was the first one to take his crush, and Tseng's voice, so uncharacteristically out of control, was what pushed him over the edge. It only took a few more strokes before he was spurting all over Tseng's hand and the edge of the couch. "Tseng—" he groaned into the side of the couch, shaking and gasping for breath. "Fuck," he mumbled to himself.
Tseng was extremely thankful that Rufus had finished, because his resolve was all gone, and the rough, almost abusive pace that Genesis had set had him completely at the SOLDIER's mercy. Holding on to Rufus to steady himself, Tseng thrust once, twice and then cried out so loudly Rufus was sure his neighbors could hear him. "Genesis!" he screamed despite himself, face flushed with embarrassment as he came inside Rufus' tight body, gasping for breath and some shrapnel of his dignity.
Lazard had to admit that he had the best vantage point of everyone, and the three men in front of him were completely beautiful lost in the throes of ecstasy. All he had to do was lean a little to the left and he could see the looks of all three men. And it was the look on all three of their faces – Rufus' small, cherub like features slack and quivering, Tseng's eyes squeezed shut and lips parted, and Genesis' bright blue and commanding glare – that sent him over the edge; the words and feeling also helped.
With a grunt and a couple more pushes, the director was flooding the SOLIDER with his hot cum, shooting deep inside, using Genesis' hips as leverage to drive as deep into the man as he could. And even after he came, he didn't stop... not yet, not until the auburn warrior came from having his cock inside him.
As the older blond continued to stab into the SOLDIER, a devious thought formed in his mind, one he would involve Rufus in. Somehow, someway, he would trap his lover and Genesis in a room with a hidden camera. He and Rufus could then watch to see how long it took Genesis to strip Tseng of his control, and how badly the SOLDIER could humiliate the Turk.
Genesis, who was using some of his rage to fuel his passions, continued to use Tseng's opening for a while after the Turk had blown. The Turk had gotten even tighter after his orgasm, and the feeling was so intense that Genesis was loath to have it end so soon. However, Lazard's wet heat coating him inside, and the dark-haired man's clenching passage was too much for even him to handle. With a tensing of his limbs and a string of lowly muttered curses, the redhead dumped the entirety of his second orgasm into the still shaking body of the Turk, jerking that black hair as hard as he could and fingernails leaving angry red streaks down the man's back.
Once sated, there came the process of pulling apart from one another. Once he was free, Genesis crawled to his small lover and wrapped his arms around him. "You were extraordinary, my love." He kissed the boys lips, showing that there was still possession there.
Rufus grinned up at Genesis as they held each other, allowing himself to be tenderly kissed as he enjoyed the glow of his orgasm. He was happy that everyone seemed to have come together to find a solution to their argument, and was also rather thrilled that he had been able to be with Tseng.
The Turk scrambled to get away from Genesis as quickly as possible, face on fire, the wound of his humiliation still raw and painful. The sex had been magnificent, but… but for Genesis to reveal that he had never bottomed before in front of everyone had bothered him at the same time that it had released an animalistic desire in him. He hated himself for screaming the man's name, and couldn't even look at Genesis as he crawled over to where his clothes had been discarded. Pulling on his pants and undershirt, he dressed as quickly as he could manage, frantically pulling his hair back into a ponytail, as if it could make up for how Genesis had used it to control him.
"Lazard… I'll meet you at home," Tseng mumbled shyly as he went for the door. "Rufus, it was a pleasure."
As if on cue, Genesis responded cruelly as Tseng opened the door, "Hey, Turk, we'll do this again sometime… maybe just me and you." The redhead winked as he looked the disheveled Turk up and down.
Tseng scowled at him, blushing to the roots of his hair, and for once had no snappy comeback. He brushed some stray hairs out of his face that hadn't made it into the hair tie, and slammed the door behind him.