Cloud gasped as the General reached over his shoulders and started to remove his armour. Sephiroth pulled off one shoulder pad, started to fiddle with the other and then gave up on it with an angry growl.

"I can't... control... myself..." he gasped, and now he was roughly grabbing Cloud under his armpits and jerking him to his feet. "I wanted this to be special for you, but I need to get inside you now!" Sephiroth howled the last word and tore at Cloud's belt, pulling so hard that the buckle snapped in two and rolled away along the floor, tinkling.

Cloud couldn't breathe. Excitement whirled inside him, white hot, like the sun itself, and he found that all he could do was moan helplessly as Sephiroth tugged at his pants. Every touch, every caress brought with it tremors that shook his whole body and made him feel like he was dissolving. Cloud closed his eyes, relaxing, ecstatic.

It was time to give in.

Sephiroth reached for the jar of honey on the table, but Cloud stopped his arm, a pleading look in his eyes.

"No," said Cloud. His voice was soft but firm, as firm as Sephiroth's hand that was now gripping his thigh in urgent desperation. "No lube. I want you to feel the real me."

Sephiroth gave a scream of potent desire and yanked down his pants.

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Zack marched down the corridor, sword in hand. He was almost at Sephiroth's office. It was time to teach the general a lesson. He blinked the tears out of his eyes- he knew that there would be no going back.

He reached Sephiroth's office door. He pushed it. Locked.

Zack took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, took a step back, and then threw his sword at the door. The sword sliced through it and carried on, flying into the darkness within.

There was a scream of pain from inside.

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Genesis awoke to the sight of a red blur. As Genesis' eyes opened, the blur moved in a surprised sort of way, and Genesis heard it speaking.

"Yo, loverboy's awake, yo. Can I screw him yet, yo?"

Genesis felt a strange, peaceful sensation. He wouldn't mind screwing the blur. Its voice was heavenly.

"No, that's not your job," said a calmer, deeper voice. Once more, Genesis shivered. He tried to turn to the source of the voice, and saw a bigger, blue blur that was black at the top. Genesis blinked a couple of times, and the blurs became shapes.

Man-shaped shapes.

With a growing joy, Genesis realised that he was no longer attracted to women. What on Earth had come over him before? He gave his head a sharp shake and sat up.

The men peered at him.

"Yo, you see me?" asked the first man, and Genesis saw that it was Reno. He paused for a second, admiring the hard, forceful spikes of hair that thrust outwards from Reno's head. Although Genesis was in love with Sephiroth, he'd always wanted to have a quick go on Reno, and from the sounds of things, Reno felt the same way.

Genesis nodded. "Yes, I see you. But feeling is believing." He leaned forward and trailed a hand down Reno's thigh.

Reno grinned and smacked Genesis' bottom. "Naughty, yo! I like it; maybe we can-"

There was a cough from behind Reno and Genesis saw the second man in the room: Tseng.

"No, Reno," said Tseng. "Keep your mind on the job. This man attacked Scarlet. He is not a suitable target for, ahem, frolicking."

Reno pulled a face. "You are so stuffy."

Tseng's expression was neutral. "A man must act as he must. Now, I need to check on Rufus. When I come back, I want to find Genesis in the same state as he was when I left, understood?"

For the first time, Genesis noticed that his wrists and ankles were bound with thick rope.

"Sure," said Reno, and with a satisfied sigh, Tseng left the room. Reno turned back to Genesis, and Genesis saw a devilish twinkle in his eye. "Now, then," he snickered. "Where were we?"

Once more, he laid his hand on Genesis' bottom, and this time he didn't take it off.

(A/N: Please read and review; I'll love you foreverrrr! :D)