Disclaimer: Do not own.

Summary: There are no innocent gifts.

Warning: Erm... crack?


"Just open it," Sephiroth smirked at the cautious look Genesis gave to the box in his lap. It was a big, black cardboard box with a golden emblem on the top, and the hands in red leather gloves hesitated for a moment more before lifting the lid.

Sephiroth watched with obvious amusement as the other's face went through an array of emotions, then settled somewhere between disbelief and wonder. "I take it I chose well." He all but purred, and chuckled when he saw the small blush creeping to Genesis' face.

"They are beautiful," he said almost defensively, and Sephiroth chuckled again.

"Won't you try them on?" Without waiting for a reply, he slid off the couch and took the box, kneeling on the ground before the other. Placing one of Genesis' long legs on his thigh, he lifted up the high-heeled red leather boots from the padded box.

He looked into the azure mako eyes and slipped the shapely feet into the footwear, hands encircling the slim ankles, one after the other, and slowly, oh so slowly sliding further, up to the knee, his gaze never breaking eye contact.

He loved to look into those eyes, expressive no matter how hard Genesis tried to keep them indifferent. His sweetest flaw of all... Especially at times like these, when there was so much fire in them that it made Sephiroth feel like he was burning too.

He reached for the buckles, red patent leather straps with small silver belt-buckles that kept the soft material so tight around the legs as though it were just a second layer of skin. He fastened them one by one, taking his sweet time.

He heard Genesis let out a small sigh and it made him smirk in the most devilish way possible. He had a fairly good idea what the highly suggestive view (and probably not just that) was doing to the other SOLDIER.

He looked up again, voice a deliberately husky purr as he spoke. "Isn't it too tight?" Strong fingers came to rest on his knees, then started to trail upwards. "Just… perfect." Genesis breathed with his eyes shut.

"Now, if you two are finished with making out on my couch, maybe we could start dinner before the turkey grows cold." Angeal rolled his eyes at them from the doorway, and turned away to hide his amused smile as he heard both of them sigh.


AN2: If any of you wondered, Genesis in high heels is canon. I have a pic. :P