A/N Thank you everyone for being so patient. I got this done as quickly as I could. Anyways...please review and tell me what you think.

WARNING: THERE /IS/ A LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER! IT IS MxM. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! GRAPHIC TOO BTW.

Enjoy.

Chapter 5

Yazoo gasped out as his back hit the seat cushions of the couch, his brothers weight atop of him. His wrists pinned above his head by one of Kadaj's hands and hips straddled; he was effectively caught by Kadaj. When they were little, they had played this type of game many times-just the two of them. Kadaj would always end up pinning Yazoo and said individually he would never be able to get him off-thus losing each time.

we used to swim the same moonlight waters, oceans away from the wakeful day

"W-what!" Yazoo exclaimed, wiggling his hips but stopped when he noted that Kadaj hadn't even budged. Biting his bottom lip, he gazed up at his brother waiting for any sign of movement. It's not like he was afraid of his brother or anything, but the fact still remained that Kadaj /was/ stronger then him and he was unpredictable.

"You heard me, niisan." Kadaj replied ducking his head and planting butterfly kisses all across Yazoo's face, deliberately avoiding his mouth. Allowing for his one hand to remain tightly holding Yazoo's wrists, his free hand slid down Yazoo's flanks reaching for the black belt that held his pants over his hips. Skilfully undoing the article only fumbling once; it was dropped to the floor. Tugging Yazoo's pants open, Kadaj slid them over slender hips, along with the black boxers. He couldn't help but groan as smooth pale flesh was exposed as the fabric slid downwards and was disregarded onto the floor.

my fall will be for you, my fall will be for you.

Yazoo shifted uneasily. This was like his dream come true; Kadaj was doing /these/ type of things with him! But still, it didn't quite feel right under the circumstances. Remembering Kadaj's words only made him more confused... "It's time to get your focus solely on me, niisan." Why would Kadaj say such a thing..? Unless...

my love will be in you

Kadaj shifted so he sat between his brothers naked thighs, his own body leaning over Yazoo's torso. Trailing his kisses lower, he made his way down Yazoo's neck, stopping at the junction between Yazoo's neck and collar bone. His mouth descending and he sucked fiercely before lapping at the reddening flesh with his tongue. Smiling once the mark had appeared, Kadaj whispered "Mine."

if you be the one to cut me, I'll bleed forever

Mine? Yazoo thought but wouldn't question it now, not when things were getting good. "Yours." Yazoo replied as lust began to cloud his mind. His body craved these touches, yearned for them and it showed clearly through his awakened arousal caught between their hot and lust filled bodies. He wanted Kadaj so badly, not just his body though. Yazoo wanted more from him. Selfish as it was, he wanted all of Kadaj. His body, his soul, his love and hate...everything. And yet, he wanted Kadaj to feel the same for him and no one else. He wanted for Kadaj to feel this greed that he felt. Only now, did he recall Mother. Would Kadaj, even if he felt all this for Yazoo, leave him for her? Would he abandon him like an old toy once used? Yazoo knew he would have to capture Kadaj's heart; he refused to let his little brother go even to mother. There was no need to have her interfere though he loved her dearly. I'm sure she'll understand, after all she is our mother. Okaa san.

Kadaj grinned knowing complete victory over Yazoo when delicate wrists relaxed and Yazoo's breathing had softened. He trusted Kadaj. Kadaj smiled as his mouth dipped lower across Yazoo's flat chest and found twin nubs erect and in need of attention. Latching his mouth onto one of them, he sucked and flicked at it with his tongue loving how it tasted in his mouth. The nub was quite sensitive he found out as Yazoo thrashed beneath him, moaning and pushing his body against Kadaj's.

Slowly, Kadaj released Yazoo's wrists knowing full well that he wouldn't resist him any more if not encourage what was happening to him. Kadaj liked this sluttish Yazoo, horny and so wanton for him. He was glad for this reaction. In truth he had been afraid of how his brother would react to such ministrations- worried that he would be repulsed. Kadaj loved his brothers, not just for the fact that they were beautiful or strong. He desired them both, probably Yazoo more so then Loz. Yazoo was around more, raised him since he could remember. Sure Loz was there and cared for him deeply, but he couldn't hold against Kadaj's temper. Yazoo would stand up to Kadaj like a guardian needed to and the challenge of getting past that barrier and guide line was too tempting. Thus he felt more attracted to Yazoo, then to Loz. But there was always love for Loz. Always.

scent of the sea before the waking of the world brings me to thee into the blue memory

After teasing the one nipple, Kadaj moved onto the next letting one hand dip between Yazoo's legs and gently massaged his upper thighs. Kadaj loved how soft Yazoo's flesh was, and he smelled sweet like vanilla. It was an addictive scent, one he felt compelled to want for eternity though for some strange reason, not on his own body. After feeling his work on Yazoo's nipples was satisfactory he slid his body further down Yazoo's body, trailing moist soft kisses down Yazoo's belly.

my fall will be for you...into the blue memory

Looking up at Yazoo with half lidded eyes; he grinned. Yazoo tilted his head to the side, curious of what his little brother was planning now. His long hair clung faintly to the sides of his face and fell around his shoulders as his body arched off the bed as a wonderful sensation filled his body.

a siren from the deep came to me...

Kadaj's tongue lapped at his brother's naval teasingly, before plunging inside. Swirling his tongue around, he explored lovingly. After a few rounds he dipped his tongue in and out, making motions that were surely recognizable to the one who they were administered to.

"Nnh...Ka..da..j..." Yazoo moaned shutting his eyes and tangling his fingers through his brother's short silver tresses. Yazoo had never experienced this type of pleasure only having the experience of self pleasure. This was quite different, more sensual and much more fulfilling. He wanted more.

sang my name my longing still I write my songs about that dream of mine worth everything I may ever be

Hands slid down firm abs and across slender hips to push apart thighs that held an innocent treasure that he desired so much to make his own. A selfish thing but one that couldn't be helped. To be attracted to a being of the same sex was said to be a sin in most places, and for that being to be sibling as well would send you into condemption immediately. One to be damned for eternity in a fiery pit where your screams were naught but sirens to those that fed upon the sinners. An old folk tale that Kadaj hardly believed. He was attracted to many people yet his heart would not let him rest until he experience pleasures that were not meant for him. To bear the burden he held was incredible.

He knew he must find Okaa san but something told him she was safe right now. Though Sephiroth's shadow lingered over him, haunted him, Kadaj wasn't ready yet for the fate that lay ahead of him. He wanted to know those that loved him- if you could say love was an attribute that Kadaj would one day possess- would love him despite his change. Would they accept him after he gained mother? What exactly /would/ happen? Something that ran through Kadaj's mind like a cord that wouldn't break. This was something he would not know until he found her...Okaa san.

the child will be born again, that siren carried him to me

When he felt Kadaj push his legs apart, Yazoo's breathing hitched and he felt a heavy blush flood his cheeks. He knew that Kadaj always took what he wanted, most of the time not expressing that he wanted it. To have Kadaj even touch him like this was a pleasure in itself. Yazoo didn't resist Kadajs' fingers that prodded at his entrance, not pushing in just yet. He could feel his brother's breath on his groin and so badly did he want Kadaj to encompass his arousal with those flushed red lips.

"Yazoo..do you want me?" Kadaj inquired sending a puff of warm air across Yazoo's groin while his fingers pressed against his entrance once more. "Do you love me enough to let me have you? Do you love me enough to want me and to accept what only I can offer you now?" Kadaj knew this was a bold thing to ask, but he wanted to hear it. These words were for Yazoo and Yazoo alone. Even if he had sex with another, it would never be the same, he was sure of it. He knew that his body would crave others, but in the end Yazoo would be the only one who could properly satisfy his need deeper then any pit or ocean that existed in this time, this pitiful world.

first of them true loves sining on the shoulders of an angel...

Yazoo hadn't expected to hear these words and knew immediately they were from the soul. They possessed no hearts, not like any normal person. This was the result of being an experiment. What their hearts told them would be tampered therefore their soul would give them salvation.

Yazoo smiled, clearing his mind as best he could from the cloud that entrapped it. "Kadaj. I know I'm not expressive as much as I should be and have probably given you misguidance and misled you on what you think of me. But I can assure you that you are most dear to me, not just as a brother. But as a person. I love you the way you are and would gladly give my all to you to receive all in turn from you." Yazoo knew these words were cheesy, but they were true and he would not take them back.

Kadaj paused his movements, his eyes meeting ones identical to his own. Truth. He saw the truth and he smiled his usual smile quickly crawling up Yazoo's body and kissed him passionately. Not a kiss of brothers or family or friends. But of one that knew love was possible and would do anything to grasp it. Their lips pressed greedily together, their tongues hot, wet, and demanding as they danced in each others mouths.

without care for love n' loss bring me home or leave me be

Yazoo moaned against Kadaj's mouth, admitting him entrance and their kiss deepened. He had never tasted anything so sweet and hot before. There was a demand from Kadaj that startled Yazoo but he was all too willing to give it to him. He wanted Kadaj and he wanted for Kadaj to be happy. He grew up protecting his little brother, he raised him and it would be heartbreaking to see his brother sad and/or lost without someone to rely or run to and throw yourself into their embrace.

my love in the dark heart of the night, I have lost the path before me; the one behind me will lead me...

Both silver haired men knew patience, but neither wanted nor cared for it at the moment. This was something they had needed for awhile even if they didn't know that they had needed it. Something within them compelled them onwards. An invisible force that told them to take this chance; in case of losing it later.

take me, cure me

kill me, bring me home

every way, every day

just another loop in the hangman's noose

take me, cure me, kill me, bring me home, every way every day...I keep on watching us sleep

His legs were lifted and rested over Kadaj's hips, his hands bracing Kadaj's shoulders as in silent support, encouragement. Their eyes remained locked even when Kadaj tugged his own pants open and dropped them to his knees as he knelt before his brother's spread legs. Both smiled but no words were needed to be said, they were too close. Their lips met once more, as their hands roamed freely across each other's bodies in exploration. Finding pleasure points here and there, they exploited them, wave after wave of desire and pleasure flowing through then. Their need only increased, arousals weeping for attention that would soon come.

Thrusting his hips forward, Kadaj grinded their arousals together, eliciting a moan from both of them. Kadaj grinned liking how it had felt.

"Wish for more, niisan?" Kadaj taunted licking his lips.

Yazoo narrowed his eyes laughing lightly before growing serious. "How could I not? I want you Kadaj." Lifting his hips, grinding his body against Kadaj before leaning up and kissing the side of his lover's mouth. "I want you /in/ me, ototou." Kadaj shivered as he ran his tongue across the shell of his ear before nibbling on the earlobe that was presenting such an open target to Yazoo.

relieve the old sin of Adam and Eve...of you and me...forgive the adoring beast

Kadaj fell victim to his brother's wish, his own need growing too much to ignore for so long. As his brother spoke such taunting words, his body craved to fill those words to the rim. He would do this, do what his brother wanted, what he himself wanted just as well. Kadaj's lips twisted to a smile as he kissed Yazoo passionately once more. "I'll give you this pleasure; I'll make you mine niisan."

Yazoo moaned as he let Kadaj's finger probe at his entrance once more, this time there would be no teasing. He winced slightly as one digit was inserted slowly. Once past the knuckle, Kadaj twisted his finger gently to allow for Yazoo to adjust to the intrusion. Soon the pain began to disappear as the pleasure increased. Another digit was added. To cover the pain, to distract Yazoo from it; Kadaj wrapped his hand around Yazoo's length and gave it a firm stroke.

Yazoo cried out at the mixture of pleasure and pain that he felt. Pleasure winning out he couldn't hide the moan even if he wanted to that pressed past willing lips. It wasn't so bad when the third finger pressed through; Yazoo was adjusting to the new sensations. They were a lot better then the times he had tried to do it on his own. Being with another was something he preferred over solo. Maybe being kept to ones' self for so long he had forgotten what it was like- the touch from another.

Smiling down at Yazoo, Kadaj was pleased that he could bring out such a reaction from his older brother. He had always seen Yazoo as quiet and self reserved, not wanting to open himself to anyone- not even his brothers. As much as he loved that Yazoo, he loved /this/ Yazoo a lot more. And he knew this Yazoo would be shown to only him for he wasn't planning on letting anyone to have him. Not even the people who would interact with Yazoo at work. It would be interesting to find out how many would take a liking to Yazoo only to find out he was taken...it really would be something.

"Ne...Kadaj...I'm ready...so please...fuck me." Yazoo panted as he thrust down onto Kadaj's fingers as if to get his point across. He didn't know how much longer he'd last with the way Kadaj made him lust after him. Ever since they first arrived, he had noticed that his attraction for Kadaj had increased. Something in this city had sparked his attraction, something had changed in Kadaj and he liked it. The only negative was that Kadaj would most likely still flirt with others. He'd have to take extra measures to change that one. He'd make sure that Kadaj eyes were for him only.

redeem me into childhood; show me myself without the shell...

Withdrawing his fingers, he kissed them; tasting Yazoo on them and smiled. Using the precum that had formed at the tip of his arousal, he smeared it across his length as makeshift lubricant. Using his brother's leaking essence; he rubbed it around Yazoo's entrance and near his thighs. "It'll have to do..." Kadaj muttered as he positioned his arousal at Yazoo's entrance. Their eyes met. "Ready?" As much as he didn't mind giving and receiving pain, he didn't want to hurt Yazoo.

"Yes." Yazoo purred, though he anticipated pain he trusted Kadaj greatly. He was his leader, his brother and his lover. Kadaj would not betray his trust.

With affirmation from Yazoo, Kadaj pressed his hips forward, the head of his arousal disappearing within Yazoo's tight cavern. He was incredibly tight and so hot. He wanted to just burry his length deep within Yazoo right then but held back. He would wait and go slow for now.

Clamping his hands over his mouth, Yazoo cried out; tears threatening to fall but not reaching that far. It burned, yet he didn't want to stop. Kadaj was much larger then his fingers, and therefore the pleasure would be many times greater. He was glad to note that Kadaj was being patient with him though he was pretty confident to say that Kadaj wanted nothing more then to do as /he/ pleased but waited anyway.

Finally getting his heartbeat under control, Yazoo shifted his hips to tell his lover he was ready to continue. The burning sensation of being torn apart had faded and was now starting to feel good. He knew of sex between males and knew he had to be relaxed or he could hurt Kadaj who had yet to fully adjust to the tightness Yazoo presented him. Yazoo wanted this to be an unforgettable experience for both of them.

like the advent of May...I'll be there when you say...

Kadaj groaned as he pushed further in until he was completely buried within his lover. The heat felt so good, Yazoo's walls squeezing his hard length and sending sparks of pleasure through his lower body. Leaning over, Kadaj captured Yazoo's mouth with his own, giving him feverent kisses before resting his forehead against Yazoo's.

"It feels so good now..." Yazoo muttered as he kissed Kadaj once more.

Cupping Yazoo's face between his hands, he brought their mouths together once more. When air demanded it of them, they broke apart; panting against each other's mouths. "It'll only get better..." Kadaj replied, nipping Yazoo's bottom lip with his teeth before he slowly pulled his hips back. With a nod from the beauty beneath him, Kadaj thrust back into Yazoo, slowly gathering a rhythm as Yazoo began to move with him. Their bodies rocked against each other, their moans getting loader.

Yazoo rocked his hips, helping to guide Kadaj as he fucked him; making love to his body and soul. Without warning Yazoo screamed out, startling his lover. His back arched off the couch, his nails digging into Kadaj's shoulders.

"Yazoo!" Kadaj called, worried he had hurt his lover. Besides his brothers, Kadaj didn't worry for anyone, but when he worried for something he excelled at it. But because this was Yazoo, he knew that Yazoo could handle a lot. But either way, worrying was worrying and he worried for Yazoo right now.

"Iie! Do...do that again! It felt.." Yazoo panted shoving his hips down on Kadaj and cried out again. "Ka...daj! Mmm...hit there...it feels soo good..." Yazoo couldn't explain what had happened, just that it felt amazing and he wanted more.

Realizing what Yazoo meant immediately, Kadaj grinned. He had found Yazoo's prostate though he in truth hadn't been looking for it. With a short nod, he began to aim right for it, enjoying how Yazoo turned to a mass of pleasure beneath him, moaning and writhering beneath each thrust and loving every moment of it. Kadaj had never believed making love to Yazoo would be this good. It would turn to being an addiction, though there would be other things he could do to and with his older brother...

His hand still on Yazoo's arousal, he returned to stroking him, while his other hand gripped firmly on Yazoo's hip to control his thrusts. Soon after Yazoo's hand joined Kadaj's on his arousal, helping to add to the pleasure for both of them. Yazoo's free hand ran up and down Kadaj's chest, rubbing at perked nipples occasionally.

"Mmm...Yazoo...You feel so good" Kadaj moaned as he began to increase his pace. His thrusts became rougher, harder and faster as he felt Yazoo's legs spread further inviting him to partake in his own lust-filled desires.

Yazoo ran one hand down Kadaj's back, across shifting shoulder blades and smooth soft skin that rippled lightly beneath his fingertips. When his hand returned to the back of Kadaj's neck, he dragged his nails softly down his lovers back-though not enough to draw blood. Kadaj groaned, whispering "More". Pleased to have found something Kadaj enjoyed, Yazoo repeated this action. After awhile he rested his hand on the back of Kadaj's head, bringing him down so that he could kiss him.

As soon as Yazoo started to guide Kadaj's head, said individual dropped his head, fiercely capturing Yazoo's lips with his own before sucking on the tongue that pressed at his lips. Yazoo moaned when he felt Kadaj graze his teeth across his tongue, enjoying the new sensation. He could feel his body nearing the edge and just the sound of Kadaj moaning was near enough to send him over that edge.

"Together..."Kadaj grunted as their bodies moved together, their skin moist with sweat. The sound of skin slapping against skin aroused Kadaj all the more as he pressed further into Yazoo with each thrust. His hair lifted with each motion he made, his cheeks flushed as he pounded Yazoo into the cushions of the couch.

"Together…" Yazoo breathed as his hands left Kadaj's hair and wrapped around his lover's shoulders holding him close. He could only feel Kadaj and hear him moan. The world around mattered nothing to him at this moment. He felt only pleasure and desire for Kadaj. He couldn't think of Loz, who had threatened him earlier, or of Cloud, who offered them hospitality. Even the thought of his new job was wiped from his mind as he could only concentrate on the large heat within his own body.

Their eyes locked and a silent message was sent through them. Yazoo smiled as he was kissed once more and their tongues danced within their mouths. Breaking away, he tossed his head back- his hair flying- crying out as his body exploded in a white pleasure. His essence shot between their bodies, splattering their chests as his body slumped down against the couch. Yet he didn't stop movie. Yazoo rocked his hips back and forth, his hands running circles across Kadaj's shoulder blades.

Moaning, Kadaj wanted to see the sight of his brother's climax again but knew he would have to wait for next time. He let out a low groan as he felt his lover's hips roll against his, subconsciously clenching his muscles. Grinning, Kadaj began to thrust harder, switching angles only slightly to adjust to the new pace. Only lasting a few more moments, Kadaj jerked his hips forward, burying his length completely within Yazoo before he too reached his peek. Crying out Kadaj collapsed down across Yazoo's chest, head resting on Yazoo's shoulder.

Yazoo could feel the warmth that spilt into his body, knowing it was Kadaj's love and lust for him. Smiling faintly, he wrapped his arms around Kadaj, hugging him like a child. "I love you, ototou." Yazoo whispered as his eyes closed, tiredness overcoming his exhausted body. He couldn't hear Kadaj's response, nor did he know if his brother even responded…his world peaceful and dark.

Propping himself on his elbows on either side of Yazoo's body, Kadaj smiled at his now sleeping brother. He was glad to know his brother love him. But had he said it as brothers or lovers? Kadaj wasn't sure, but he made a note for later to find out. Reaching over to the two seater couch, he pulled the navy blanket off and tossed it over their bodies. Rather then withdraw his softened cock from Yazoo's body and wake him, Kadaj remained where he was. Laying his head back down on his brother's shoulder, Kadaj prepared his body for sleep.

"I'll have to announce my presence sooner next time." A voice alleged, catching Kadaj's attention despite how tired he felt.

Kadaj lifted his head, turning to look at the far corner encased in shadows. He could barely make out the outline of a tall male figure with long dark hair. Frowning; he was about to say something when they disappeared from view.

"It's nice to meet you, my name is Vincent Valentine." His voice clear as day right beside Kadaj's ear, startling the youth. Their eyes met and Kadaj saw black.

To be continued.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I really appreciated it. Anyways, a few of you mentioned Yazoo's new job. It's not exactly what you think. That's my only hint to you guys as you'll find out in the next few chapters. Thanks for being so patient with me. And don't worry, for those of you that like lemons, there are more to come!