Dominate Me
Disclaimer: All characters belong to SquareEnix and I make no money from this.
Warnings: BDSM, yaoi, language, violence, smutty writing.
A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed. Please continue to do so. I'm a review whore…just slightly. Anyway here goes. Enjoy!
Summary: What started as a game between lovers turns into an all out war for Dominance over the other. As personal life and business start to collide, will these two violent lovers ever solve their problem? Perhaps some outside help would be beneficial…or not.
Chapter 2: Debased SOLDIER
Something smelled good…no, something smelled great, the SOLDIER thought as the scent lured him out of his lucid dreams. Mako green eyes fluttered open and glowed in the pitch black darkness of the cellar. He shifted on the bed, and sat up with wide yawn. With his enhanced senses, he could practically taste the delicious food being prepared one level above. His stomach grumbled, in consensus with his thoughts and sense of smell.
After a stretch of his arms, the general slipped out of the large, plush bed and went into the nearby bathroom. There he brushed his teeth, relieved himself and took a quick shower. Quite hungry, he wrapped a towel around his waist and knotted it so it wouldn't fall down. He towel dried his long silver mane and pulled it back into a loose ponytail. The SOLDIER then headed up the stairs and opened the door which led to the kitchen.
He inhaled the scent with a pleased smirk as he moved further into the kitchen where he spotted Tseng. Currently his lover was cooking up a batch of scrambled eggs to add to the repertoire of food he'd already prepared. The turk was dressed in a plain white shirt and grey sweatpants. He smiled at the general who seated himself on a barstool and placed his elbows on the raised countertop.
The general idly watched as his lover scooped the fluffy yellow eggs onto a white plate. In addition to that, he had made sausages, homemade biscuits from scratch and white gravy. Tseng plated three biscuits doused in gravy, a serving of eggs and two sausage links. He smiled pleasantly at the general as he sat beside him and started eating. Sephiroth snickered; figuring the turk probably wanted him to get his own damn food.
Taking the hint, he got up to make his plate, but as he reached out to take a biscuit, a blade was suddenly embedded into the one he had wanted to take. It had nearly missed his fingers and he recoiled his hand just in case the turk would throw another. Slowly, he looked over his shoulder at the gorgeous man grinning at him with a malicious look in his light brown eyes.
He didn't speak a word, but pointed in the direction of the cage where the general had shattered his glass cup. Sephiroth rolled his eyes but understood what the turk was implying.
Clean it up or no breakfast.
"You could have just reminded me," he said as he grabbed the broom and dust pan. Tseng chuckled as he watched the general go clean up his mess. The silver haired man felt his lover's gaze on his back as he swept up the glass. Though he had been with the turk for two years, the man was still as unpredictable as ever. The general never knew what the elusive man was thinking and even now he didn't know why his lover was staring him down so intensely.
"What?" he snapped at the other man who's gaze did not relent. He emptied the glass into the trash and washed his hands before he grabbed a plate. The general pulled out the knife from the biscuit and placed it onto his plate. After grabbing four more biscuits, five sausages and two helpings of eggs, he sat down next Tseng. He poured gravy over his biscuits and sausages before he started to eat.
"Genesis called you three times last night," the turk stated, his tone conveying annoyance. Sephiroth rolled his eyes and placed his fork down.
"How the fuck do you know that?" he bit back.
"Because I went through your phone. You know I hate him," the turk replied.
The general gritted his teeth in anger. It was becoming routine for Tseng to go through his personal belongings and it seemed no matter where he hid his phone the turk seemed to locate it. Ever since Sephiroth had introduced the turk to his fellow first class SOLDIER's, the turk had been wary of Genesis.
"Don't touch my shit," he hissed out.
The turk took a bite of his fresh biscuit before he replied."Well, if you didn't hide your phone then I wouldn't be so suspicious," the turk informed. "Obviously you're trying to hide something from me."
Sephiroth sighed. "I'm not hiding anything. I just despise when you go through my stuff."
They finished their meals in hostile silence, neither one of them wanted to speak to the other about the ongoing issue. Sephiroth absolutely regretted the day when Tseng met Genesis and Angeal. The turk said he had gotten a vibe from the red haired SOLDIER that unnerved him. Ever since then he became suspicious of their relationship.
Sephiroth cleaned the kitchen and washed the dishes after they ate. Tseng disappeared upstairs which Sephiroth was thankful for. He loved the turk to death but the man could be so insufferable. In fact, they fought more than anything but the thought of parting hadn't appealed to Sephiroth at all. Tseng was his perfect counterpart in his opinion.
With the kitchen restored back to cleanliness, the general went up to his room with the intent to actually put on some clothes. He selected a black long-sleeved shirt and grey cotton pants. The SOLDIER then sat at his desktop and turned it on. As it booted up, his PHS vibrated on his side table. He reached over, grabbed it and pressed it against his ear.
"Yes?" he answered, typing in his password to login into his account. He wondered if Tseng had hacked into his computer, the man was fully capable of doing so.
"Oh my fucking god Sephiroth!" the loud one on the line yelled. The general readjusted his PHS and held it bit farther away from his ear. His comrade was hyped up and very furious.
"What is it Genesis," he responded evenly.
"I called you several times last night and you didn't answer!" the native Banoran said with obvious appall in his tone. "What the hell were you doing?"
"Genesis, we were on that mission for a whole month. What the fuck do you think I did when I got back?" he said curtly. The general opened his email inbox and scanned over the messages he thought would be of relevance. There were a few from the SOLDIER director which he ignored. He didn't want to deal with work until Monday morning.
"Well, we went out drinking last night and we tried to call you but you ignored my calls so you missed out on all the fun," he stated, his tone indicating Sephiroth should feel regretful. The general smirked at how much fun he did have last night. Tseng had been a perfect little bitch for him and he loved every second of it. Sometimes he still couldn't believe he had found someone as into such play as he was.
"I suppose I did, Genesis," he said, not sounding the least bit remorseful.
"You know it's been awhile since you came out with us. Why don't we do something tonight? I mean, might as well enjoy ourselves since we'll be back in the labs come Monday."
"I think I'm busy," he said as closed his email and went to a site he frequented. It was an online store that sold literally thousands of bedroom role play wear. Currently to date he had bought nearly thirty outfits, all for his lover.
"Come on Sephiroth! Zack brought this cute little blond last night and I swear he's just your type. Young and under aged," the redhead chuckled deviously.
"Fuck you Genesis," he retorted, his bright green eyes scanning over the screen filled with short French maid's outfits. He licked his lips as he clicked on one and added it to his checkout items. This one was definitely for rush delivery. He also ordered more rope just for good measure. As he listened to Genesis rant about what he missed out last night, he heard the door to his bedroom open. He glanced over his shoulder and wasn't surprised when he saw Tseng dressed in his dark navy uniform.
"Got called in?" the general mouthed, not wanting Genesis to know he was talking to someone else. He absolutely hated when he did that.
"Unfortunately so," he said as he approached the general. The turk then held the general's head between his hands and kissed him. Sephiroth grew increasingly distracted as his sharp suited lover suckled his tongue. Tseng nipped the general's bottom lip in parting before releasing the man.
"I'll see you tonight," the turk said.
Sephiroth nodded and watched the other man leave the room before he turned his attention back to Genesis.
"Just be quiet for a minute," he said, finally able to get a word in. "My boyfriend left a few seconds ago so I may be able to do something now."
"Yes!" the energetic ginger on the line cheered. "Let's go to see LOVELESS!"
Sephiroth groaned at the suggestion. He'd seen loveless about four times within the last year and he most certainly didn't want to see it again.
"Fuck no," he protested firmly. "How about you come over?"
"Fine then," the redhead scowled. "You at your apartment or the house?"
"The house," he said as he added another outfit from the catalog to his checkout items. This time he had selected a black kimono with pink roses, the length hitting mid thigh.
"I'll see you in a bit then," Genesis said before hanging up. Sephiroth mumbled a response before hanging up. He passed the time waiting for Genesis by shopping online and listening to some music. In contrast to Tseng, who love classical music, the General found rock music more to his liking. Secretly, he had always wanted to learn to play the guitar, but his lifestyle didn't allow for it.
By the time the bell rung throughout the house, Sephiroth had purchased two outfits, several yards of rope, and some sex toys. He also had reordered his favorite brand of shampoo and conditioner in bulk. The silver haired man turned off the computer and flipped off the light switch before heading downstairs to the front door. He opened it and was automatically tossed a red leather jacket; a shorter, more compact version of the redhead's long one.
"It's so fucking cold I can't stand it!" his fellow SOLDIER said as he made his way into the kitchen. Sephiroth closed the door and watched with an annoyed expression as Genesis went though his cabinets. The redhead pulled out the coffee maker and the bag of French vanilla beans.
"Make yourself at home," the general said sarcastically. It was quite obvious that Genesis didn't feel the need to ask permission to use his appliances. After Sephiroth hung up Genesis' jacket, he returned to the kitchen and took a seat at the bar. His green feline eyes scanned over his comrade and he smirked, thinking about how much Tseng disliked the man in front of him. Genesis caught the quirk of his lips and offered a grin of his own as he approached the silver haired man.
"Care to share your thoughts," he asked, his tone coy. Sephiroth took in his friend's appearance and he could see why Tseng was concerned about their relationship. Genesis was a gorgeous man and he knew it. Not only was he physically attractive, he had a natural sensuality about him that made him more appealing. The way he spoke, the way he moved, he exuded haughtiness and pride. Sephiroth thought he was attractive, but he wasn't attracted to him. He just wished Tseng would understand that.
"Just daydreaming," he said, smirking at his auburn haired friend. Genesis chuckled and licked his full, voluptuous lips, wetting them.
"Thinking about how good I look in these jeans," he said playfully, turning around to give Sephiroth a good look at his posterior. "I know, my ass looks fucking amazing."
"Tseng's looks better," he said, knowing it would annoy his very vain friend.
"What!" Genesis yelled, appalled at his comment. He rounded the raised bar until he was standing beside the general with a very pissed off expression. "How dare you say that skinny, anorexic bitch has a nicer ass then me!"
Genesis turned round once again and bent over a bit, putting emphasis on his bottom. "Just look as this ass! It's fucking perfect!"
"It's nice…but Tseng's is nicer. Not to mention he has a defined waist," the general commented, barely able to resist teasing his conceited friend. Genesis scowled as he walked over to the coffee machine. He poured himself a cup and made sure to add plenty of sugar and cream. His cerulean eyes never left Sephiroth's form, a silent rage brewing in them.
"Let's play chess," the general suggested. "We'll play in parlor by the fireplace."
The auburn haired man nodded his head and headed for the parlor with his coffee in his hand. Sephiroth followed suit, but also poured himself a cup of the dark liquid to take with him. The parlor was a good sized room that contained a fireplace, a few couches, a chess set and a desk. The room was warm when they entered, but he lit the fireplace anyway. They took opposing sides and set their drinks down on a nearby side table. They played by firelight, sipping languidly at their drinks. Sephiroth enjoyed playing against Genesis; the other man's playing style was parallel to how he fought in battle. Every move calculated and precise until his frustration took over, then his form changed to unpredictable and erratic. Usually, he could predict the other man's moves ahead of time, but when Genesis started to become upset from losing more pieces, his strategy would change dramatically.
They played for hours, conversing about their previous mission and their mutual hate of the labs. At one point, they paused their game to make lunch, which consisted of a ham sandwich and potato chips. Sephiroth had won one game, and Genesis had won three, much to his dismay. It was almost seven o' clock by the time they decided to call it quits, the final result being two to four, with Genesis outmatching him.
"That was almost too easy," the redhead bragged. They were currently sitting on one of the couches in the parlor, the heat of the fire keeping them warm. Sephiroth rolled his eyes and relaxed into the sofa.
"Whatever, Genesis," he said, feeling very comfortable. He wondered when Tseng was going to come home. The turk hadn't called him to let him know when he'd be able to get off.
"You've been seeing anyone?" he asked his red-haired companion.
"Not really," he said listlessly. "I've been busy training to become a greater hero than you so that takes up a lot of my free time."
The general smirked at the casualness of what he said, though he knew Genesis really meant it. They lounged around a bit until Genesis decided it was time for him to leave. He stretched out his limbs and walked his comrade to the door.
"See you Monday, since you might be busy with your whore tomorrow," he said as he put on his jacket and gloves.
"I'll see you then," he said, as he opened the door, the cold frigid air hitting him like a brick wall. As Genesis exited, he noticed a brown box by the outside of the door and picked it up. He handed it to Sephiroth before he ran for his car to get out of the icy wind. The general eyed the box as he closed the door. He shook it and heard the rattle of something. Perhaps it was a sex toy Tseng had ordered. It was addressed to "Mortimer Blake", a fake alias they both used when ordering online.
He sat down in the living area and turned on the tv. He shook the box once more before he opened it, revealing two chocolate candies. One was in a gold wrapper and had the words, "Master", imprinted on it, the other one read "pet". The general, figuring it was for him anyway, unwrapped the little treat and popped it into his mouth. The candy was rich, and practically melted on his tongue. He savored it, rolling the treat around his tongue until it fully dissolved. He tossed the wrapper back in the box and watched tv for a few minutes until he heard the door unlock.
His lover walked in and removed his long dark coat. Sephiroth stood up to great Tseng but as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy. He tried to shake the feeling away but that only made it worse. He groaned at he clutched his head between his hands. He managed to take one step toward his lover before he collapsed onto the ground. His vision was blurry and rapidly fading. He could hear Tseng approaching him and he turned his head to see the dark haired man coming closer with a grin plastered on his lips.
"Y-you…bitch," was all he managed to get out before his vision of Tseng faded into darkness.
The scent of lavender filled the air, and jolted the silver haired man back to consciousness. He grunted and opened his eyes revealing darkness. Something was tied around his head which prevented his sight. The general's arms were bound behind his back, but not with ordinary rope. Instead, his arms were bound by a series of metal clasps that went up to his elbows. When he tried to move his bound arms, he heard the sounds of chains rattling, scraping against the wooden floorboards. As his strength slowly returned, he made to stand but very quickly realized his ankles were bound to the floor by chains. He was in sitting position, with his arms bound behind his back and chained to wall.
The silver haired man wondered if he could break free of his holds. He flexed his arms and a sharp pain raced up his arms. The clasps were tight and would take a lot of strength to get out of. Just as he was going to try again, he heard a chuckle reverberate in the darkness. He turned his head in the direction he heard the deep, melodious sound. Not being able to see, he had to rely on his other senses to compensate. The heels of the other person clicked against the floor as they came closer to where Sephiroth was bound.
"Hey baby," he heard that all too familiar voice say.
Sephiroth snickered and shifted in his bindings. "I must admit, I was caught completely off guard. Very clever, Tseng."
The dark haired one brought his hand up and placed it against his lover's face gently. When Sephiroth felt that gloved hand caress his cheek, he wondered what exactly the elusive turk was wearing. He hoped it was something incredibly slutty or tight. He licked his lips at the thought and nudged into the other's hand. A gloved finger was brought up to his generous mouth and traced the outline of them.
The blindfold was then whipped off and Sephiroth blinked as his eyes adjusted to light. Once he vision returned, he realized he was in the cellar and turned his attentions to his lover. The general had to admit, he was surprised to see Tseng still dressed in his uniform. He looked like he just got off work, but one thing betrayed that theory. Tseng generally wore his hair slicked back or in a ponytail to keep his long hair out of his eyes, but now his hair was down and hung loosely over his shoulders. No, he'd been off work for a while now.
"What, no scandalous outfit or cross-dressing?" the general scoffed. "Did you even put any effort into this?"
Of course he knew Tseng had been planning this out, but he couldn't resist the urge get a rise out of the man. The dark haired man ignored his comment and instead knelt down in front of the silver haired one. Sephiroth then felt the other man's soft lips press against his, his silky tongue slipped between his eager lips, tasting his mouth. The general moaned appreciatively at the wondrous sensation and suckled Tseng's slick muscle.
When the dark turk pulled away, he smirked deviously as he ran his fingers through his lover's silver locks. The general though, wanted to taste Tseng lips again and lunged his head forward, seeking to be reacquainted them, but the turk wouldn't allow for it. He turned his head and Sephiroth ended up only grazing the man's jaw line. The dark haired one chuckled deeply as he backed away the SOLDIER.
"How dare you say I put no effort in this?" the suited turk said as he walked over to a small table a few feet away from his bound lover.
Tseng then began to slowly unbutton his dark navy suit jacket, his nimble fingers working from memory as he kept his amber eyes focused on the general. A playful glint flickered in them as he tossed the jacket over the table and went for his tie. He hooked a finger into the knot of his silk tie and gave it a few tug's before it loosened. The long haired turk slipped it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Sephiroth watched his lover with lustful interest and his cock twitched at the simple, yet seductive act. His mako green eyes brightened when Tseng's narrow fingertips began to undo the top button of his shirt. He strained against his bindings when his exotic boyfriend undid his shirt and opened it briefly, exposing another, less appropriate attire underneath.
"Fuck, Tseng," the SOLDEIR hissed out, greatly aroused by the sight. "Did you go to work with that on underneath?"
"Of course I did. I can't tell you how amused I was while talking to the President and his son, knowing I had this on underneath my uniform," he said through a sly grin. He then went for the top button of his slacks and unfastened it, followed by undoing his zipper. Knowing it was a turn on for Sephiroth, he flipped his long silky locks as he hooked his thumbs into the sides of his slacks and slowly began to slide them down his slender legs.
He turned around so the general could have a good view of his backside as he bent over to step out his pants. An audible moan filled the room as Tseng revealed more of his previously hidden outfit to the man behind him. He let his collared shirt slip off his shoulders and turned his head so he could see his lover's reaction when he let the white material fall to the floor, nothing keeping his outfit hidden anymore.
"Fuck," the mako enhanced SOLDIER swore, his tone deepening with lust. "Fuck you look sexy."
Tseng smirked as he rotated on the heels of his feet. The turk ran his fingers through his lengthy hair as he took a few steps toward his bound mate, swaying his hips as he did. Sephiroth scanned over his form; his eyes devouring the sight of him and the black, fishnet bustier that connected to the sheer garter. His slim legs looked absolutely amazing in the thigh high stockings and the lacy underwear allowed for just a brief glimpse of what lie underneath. Needless to say, the general was hopelessly hard now, having achieved a full erection from just the sight of the scandalously dressed man before him.
"Sweet fucking Leviathan in heaven!" the silver haired one swore when Tseng turned around, showing off his perfect ass. He felt a bead of sweat fall from his temple as his body started to heat up. The turk placed his hands on his hips and frowned as he came toward his lover, he brow line furrowed. He drew his hand back and slapped the general, though not harshly.
"Don't say that, you know I'm religious," he said before he knelt down in front of the SOLDIER. Sephiroth chuckled humorously as Tseng laid down on his stomach, his face mere inches from his covered erection. His neglected organ stood up against the cloth of his pants, a small dark spot forming from him leaking fluid.
"Excuse me for my blasphemy," he said, anxiously looking down at the dark mass of hair hovering over his bulge.
Tseng flipped his hair to one side before he placed his palm against the thick mass protruding in the silver haired man's cotton pants. A deep groan fell from the general's lips as Tseng gripped his cock through his pants. He rubbed his warm hand over the throbbing object and smirked when he felt the general buck up into his touch. With one last squeeze to his lover's genitals, he leaned his head down placed his mouth over it. He mouthed the general's cock through his pants, soaking him with saliva.
Sephiroth sucked in his bottom lip as Tseng's hot mouth descended on him. How he wished the material keeping him from being inside that delicious mouth would somehow disappear.
"Damn it, Tseng," he groaned as the man gripped his length between his teeth, lightly applying pressure whilst his tongue was busy dapping at the covered mass in between them.
"Just put it in your mouth already. Fuck," he hissed out, his head tilting back slightly at the sensation. Tseng pulled back and blew on the soaked area between Sephiroth's legs. The dampness soon became cool and Sephiroth moved his hips, trying to avoid the cold wetness against his erection. The head turk laughed softly at his handsome lover's face, which was a mixture of arousal and annoyance.
The dark haired one stood up and grabbed the other man's head between his hands before he leaned down to kiss him, his tongue plunging deep into his captive's mouth. He moaned deep and heady as the general caught his tongue between his teeth and nibbled on the slick muscle. The SOLDIER's mouth felt so good, he thought he might as well use it for other things besides tongue fucking his mouth.
Sephiroth was reluctant to release his boyfriend's mouth but wasn't given much of an option when Tseng pulled away; however, he was presented with a delectable treat to compensate the loss. Tseng had pressed his erection to his face, the pink tip of his flushed sex peeped out the top of his lacy garments.
"Oops," the Turk said playfully at the sight. Sephiroth smirked at the display and rubbed his cheek against the hardness mostly trapped within dark lace. Tseng entwined his fingers into his beloved's hair and moved around until he was standing directly in front of the other man. Sephiroth licked his lips hungrily at the sight of his dark haired lovers cock. He stuck his tongue out and wiggled it up and down as he leaned forward.
Tseng grinned at his lover's anxiousness, and rocked his hips forward, the exposed tip grazing across that wet tongue. A soft moan filled the stillness as the general took the head into his mouth. He sucked at it eagerly, swirling his tongue around the expanse and dipping it into the leaky slit. He moaned at the taste of his lover on his tongue, which reminded him of bland mushrooms. The bronze eyed man above him twirled a strand of magnificent silver hair in his fingers as he watched the sight below. His lacy undergarments were tight around his package, and he rocked his hips a bit more forcefully into the general's mouth, loving the way the material rubbed against his genitals as he thrust up into sucking jaws. He let the SOLDIER suck him for a bit longer, savoring the feeling until he pulled out.
Sephiroth groaned at the loss, and swiped his tongue over his moist lips, enjoying the lingering taste. Tseng smirked before he turned around and bent forward to give his bound lover a view of his ass. He rocked his hips from side to side, and tossed a sexy half lidded glance over his shoulder. The general lunged forward, only to be held at bay by his bindings. He emitted a string of curses as the untouchable one before him rocked his hips sensually, his eyes glowing brightly as he focused on the man's ass bound in constricting lace.
"Fuck you bitch," he yelled out, frustrated that not only couldn't he grab his ass, but he couldn't even touch himself to get off on the sight. "Fucking goddamn cock tease, you know that?"
Instead of appeasing the silver haired one, he moved a few feet closer until he was only a few inches out of reach. Resuming his torturous treatment, he rotated his hips erotically, slowly shaking his luscious bottom in front of the general's face. Sephiroth growled with the need to touch and he leaned his head forward, desperately trying to make contact with that delicious ass rocking a mere inch or two away from the tip of his nose. Tseng arched his back, raising his lacy bottom before jutting his hips forward, causing his ass to bounce up and down.
"Fuck you to the darkest parts of the life stream!" he yelled, his shirt now sticking to him as the gorgeous man showing off his perfect ass made him sweat.
"Tell me what you want," he said with a salacious lick of his pinked lips and a slight flip of his hair.
"Let me taste," he practically pleaded, his voice coming out deep and husky. Tseng moaned as the masculine sound flooded into his ears, making him shudder. Complying with the lusty request, he slipped the lace down to his thighs and backed up an inch until his lover's nose hit his bare bottom. He reached his hands back and grabbed his pale cheeks, parting them to reveal his hidden entrance.
"Fuck yes," the general groaned out as he pressed his tongue against the turk's hole, lapping at it eagerly as if it were the best thing he'd ever tasted. His hot breath and wet muscle felt so pleasurable to the turk he rocked his hips so the man's tongue could lick every inch of his twitching opening. His long nimble fingers wrapped around his cock and he stroked himself slowly, pressing his thumb to the leaking tip. Once the little sphincter had loosened a tiny bit, Sephiroth flexed his tongue and forced the tip inside, causing the receptor to buck back into his face.
"Mmm, yesssss!" His legs were quivering as he tried to remain standing, though his lover was making it hard. His tongue plunged in and out, followed by shameless lapping of the pinked area. Saliva dripped down over his lips and chin, pooling on the floor in little puddles, but the man couldn't help himself as he devoured the exquisite man's asshole, sucking the tiny area while jabbing his tongue inside.
The dark haired turk moaned at the sensation and stroked his cock a bit faster. His eyes fluttered at the combined pleasure. Tossing a glance over his shoulder, he watched his handsome lover hungrily lapping between his cheeks. He grinned down at the other as he suddenly withdrew from the SOLDIER. The general was breathing heavily; his saliva covering his lips and chin. His mako green eyes were half lidded in pleasure as he stared at the turk.
Seeing as how Sephiroth had pleasured him so well, he thought it was only courteous to return the favor. With this in mind, he grabbed a key that hung from a hook on the wall and commenced to unlocking Sephiroth's ankle chains. Once his legs were freed, he set the key aside and knelt between the SOLDIER's legs. He pulled his cotton pants down and the general's cock sprung up, red and twitching with the need to be touched. Sephiroth groaned once his dick was finally freed of its cotton prison. Tseng wrapped his hand around the massive length and didn't waste any time as his mouth descended on the huge organ. Tseng hooked his arms underneath the general's knees as he sucked on the hot flesh in his mouth with vigor.
Sephiroth bucked up into his lover's mouth, finally pleased that he was being touched. Tseng greedily sucked his length, his tongue pressed firmly against the underside of his cock as he bobbed his head up and down. The general struggled in his bindings. He wanted nothing more than to shove the turk's head down on his dick until he choked on it, but his binding were holding him back and his patience was wearing thin. Tseng had teased him almost past his limits and he wanted to break free of his constraints.
Tseng gagged a bit as he forced the thick head of his boyfriend's cock down his throat. His passageway contracted and tightened around the threat his body tried to repel. Knowing that the general loved it when he choked around his length, he did nothing to suppress his gag reflex. The general released a loud, almost barbaric growl as his lover's choking noises filled the room. He pulled against his restraints with great force causing the wall he was chain to creak at the stress.
The turk didn't miss the aggression his lover was exuding and released the general's cock from his mouth. He grabbed the long, rock hard manhood in his hand and slapped his cheek with it, rubbing his skin against the wet throbbing sex. He locked eyes with his frustrated lover and smirked as he guided the tip of the man's penis to his hard nipple. The general swore out loud at the wondrous feeling as his leaking head coated Tseng's dusky pink nipple.
"You seem upset, baby," he said playfully, slapping the hard cock in his hand against his nipple.
"Damn it Tseng!" he bit out voice a cracked from pleasure. "Undue these bindings or I swear I'll break out of them."
"Is that so," he said with a lick to the twitching sex. The turk then turned around so that his back was facing the silver haired one. Teasing the enraged man, he started to rub his entrance over his lover's cock. Sephiroth growled deep in his throat and rubbed his dick against the tiny area, desperately wanting to penetrate it. A dark chuckled ensued from the turk as his lover grew increasingly frustrated.
Sephiroth didn't know how much he could take as Tseng grabbed his cock and pressed the head to his tiny open, faking like he was going to be penetrated. Having decided enough was enough, the general began to pull against the clasps that tightly bound his arms and chained him to the wall. He could feel the metal digging into his skin, drawing blood as he strained against his restraints. At one point Tseng, pushed back onto the head, moaning as it almost breached the small opening only to pull back with an amused chuckle and resume his torture. He was beyond the point of being amused and just wanted Tseng to stop teasing him. It was then that the first clasp gave way under the strain and popped lose. The sound of metal clinging loudly against the floor caused the turk to look behind him to see what had happened. His hips immediately stilled their teasing jest as the second clasp broke.
"Sephiroth, don't," he pleaded, but the general eye's looked like he showed no signs of relenting. With a vicious growl, he broke free of all his bindings and stared down at Tseng with dark lust.
"Oh shit," the turk swore as the general shook off the remains of the metal on his arms. God damn the man was powerful, the turk thought, extremely turned on and a bit frightened of the SOLDIER standing over him. The next thing he knew, Sephiroth had yanked him up by his arm and turned him around. He gripped the the smaller man's neck from behind and lurched him forward, which caused him to be in a bent over stance. He quickly pressed his cock against the man's hole and smirked deviously down at the turk he had in such a position.
"No more games, bitch," he said deeply before he thrust his hips forward, embedding his aching need within the turk. Tseng screamed at the sharp pain and his legs trembled due to the swift penetration. The general's eyes practically rolled in the back of his head as he plunged deep into the man's tight, spasm racked canal. He stood still for a moment, just savoring being inside the turk once again. He could feel Tseng trembling underneath him and sensed the man's legs were going to give way if he didn't act quickly.
Still deep within the man, he guided him to a nearby wall and the turk used it as a support to lean on. It had hurt when his overanxious lover penetrated him, and even now he was still adjusting to the long, thickness inside him. He pressed his cheek against the wall and swore at the lingering pain. Aware of the smaller man's distress, Sephiroth turned Tseng's head so he could make contact with his lips. He kissed him deeply, their tongues coiling around each other. The SOLDIER massaged the turk's hips, rubbing small circles with his thumb. After they parted, Tseng wiggled his hips and licked his lips.
"Fuck me into the wall, baby," he pleaded, bracing himself by placing his hands against the wall. Sephiroth pulled out slowly, groaning simultaneously with his lover as he did, his sensitive organ twitching in delight as he moved though his hot, velvety canal. He placed his hands over Tseng's against the wall as he plunged back in, drawing a strangled groan from them both. The general started moderately slow, just enjoying the man's body and the glorious feeling of him clenching tightly around his cock. He jabbed his hips forward, loving the feeling of Tseng's soft, yet firm buttocks hitting his lower abdomen.
"Holy fucking Leviathan," he groaned as he increased his momentum, drawing deep throated whimpers from the turk.
"Ngh…don…don't say…that," the turk mangled to get out in between powerful thrusts. "He's… a god."
Sephiroth gripped the turk's hips and started to pound relentlessly into him. "Oh fuck…oh god," the dark haired man moaned.
"Looks like I'm god tonight," he said as he continued to thrust into the tightness.
Tseng would have retorted if he could, but every time he opened his mouth all he could do was groan and whimper like a bitch. He bucked back into Sephiroth's powerful thrusts, rotating his hips so his lover would hit his spot. Familiar with Tseng's body, he understood what the man wanted and rubbed his thick length against that gland that sent tremors through the other man's body. He led an onslaught on his prostrate and becoming increasingly turned on by Tseng's moans. He lowered his head until his lips were against the turk's ear. His tongue ghosted over the shell before he spoke.
"I'm going to…fill you with my cum," he said as he increased his pace. He brought his hands down, one to wrap around the turk's cock and the other to hold Tseng's hips steady.
"You want it in your ass or mouth?" he asked breathily, fisting the turk's sex rapidly as he felt his own orgasm approaching. Tseng shuddered as Sephiroth's hand moved over his cock. He was going to explode any second now, that familiar feeling in his belly and testicles rising.
"My mouth!" he yelled out, voice cracking at the rising pleasure.
"Good," he said as he ripped out of the man and shoved him onto the floor. Wasting no time, he knelt over his lover's face and fisted himself roughly. Tseng opened his mouth wide, and reached up to grab his boyfriends cock, jerking him off along with him. Sephiroth threw his head back, his glorious silver mane billowed in an arch before falling back and pooling onto his lover's stomach. He growled loudly as he came, releasing a stream of the white fluid that shot out like a loaded weapon. Tseng moaned as he felt the man's essence in his mouth, on his face and in his hair. On the verge of erupting soon, he slipped out from underneath his lover's legs and stood up, fisting himself desperately. Still on his knees, Sephiroth licked the tip as the dark turk worked his sex, the light touch pushing him over the edge as he cried out and came hard on his boyfriend's handsome face.
"Fuck…Fuck, Seph," he moaned, as he went to a state of euphoria. The General stood up and pulled the dazed man into his arms, kissing him slowly and leisurely as they both came down from their high. They could taste each other and savored their unique combined taste.
"I'm not mad at you anymore," the turk said as he pulled back and peered up at the tall silver haired man. Sephiroth quirked a cum coated brow.
"You were mad at me? Is that why you poisoned me?" he questioned.
"Yes. I was pissed when I came home and saw Genesis' car there. So I went back to the office, and selected some fairy dust and sprinkled it on the chocolate. It's odorless and has no taste. So yeah…"
The silver haired man sighed before he kissed the turk's lips again before heading towards the cellar bathroom.
"You're a possessive psycho bitch, you know that," he said, but his tone wasn't angry, more like frustrated. "I already told you I didn't like him like that."
They both walked into the bathroom, and Tseng flipped on the light switch. Tseng turned on the shower and undressed, neatly folding his outfit up. Once they were both in, they washed each other's hair and bodies.
"Genesis would rather destroy me than fuck me," the silver haired man said as he massaged the shampoo in Tseng waist length hair.
"Ok, but if I ever catch you with another man I'll kill them," the turk said seriously.
"I guess I won't get caught then," the General snickered, honestly joking with his lover; however, Tseng didn't find it so funny.
"What the hell Sephiroth!" he said angrily as he stepped out the shower. The general couldn't hold back an amused smile as he pulled the curtain to the side to watch his furious lover.
"It was just a joke!" he said though an amused chuckle.
"Fuck you, Seph. Why can't you take anything seriously? I swear you act like a fucking five year old sometimes," he bit out, tying a towel around his waist.
"Well, that would make you a pedophile then," he said humorously. Tseng threw a bottle of lotion at him and he dodged it, laughing deeply as his angry lover left.
"It was just a joke!" the general shouted out to the other man.
"You're a joke!" he heard the turk reply in the distance. "And don't even think about it tomorrow! In fact…"
Sephiroth smiled to himself as his grumbling lover's voice faded away. He knew he probably wasn't getting any ass tomorrow but it wasn't uncommon for him to say something stupid and Tseng blow it out of proportion. He thought about possibly inviting Genesis and Angeal over tomorrow, but with the way Tseng was acting he didn't think he'd be seeing anyone, or talking to anyone until Monday morning.
Sorry for any missed errors, truly.
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