Chapter 14
The auburn haired man just stared at Sephiroth, blue eyes wide and shock reflecting in them as he tried to comprehend what was just happening here.
Sephiroth was being deeply buried inside that potty-mouthed red-haired Turk's body, on HIS bed!
"What the fuck is going on here?" Genesis shouted angrily, trying to suppress the urge to cry and not allowing himself to feel any jealousy at all. Not for Sephiroth.
"...A fuck?" Sephiroth offered, blank-faced. All right, Genesis had the worst timing ever and he just ruined Sephiroth's orgasm! Not by interrupting per se, but by making the silver haired man feel... guilty. Underneath him, Reno moved forward and Sephiroth pulled out.
"Yo," the redhead greeted, still dizzy. He grabbed Genesis' blanket to wipe his ass. "We're kinda busy here, care to come back later?"
And that just was enough to make Genesis explode.
"HOW DARE YOU?" he screamed at Reno, grabbing his disturbingly red hair and yanking his head back. "You are lying in my bed, cleaning your ass with my blanket and spilling your filthy seed on my cushion, and you dare to even talk to me?" He growled lowly before turning towards Sephiroth. "And you dare do this? Here? Are you out of your motherfucking mind? I swear to God, I'll kill you."
"Eh, what the fuck, man! Get over yourself, you ain't gonna kill anyone, yo! You're just lookin' stupid," Reno hissed, squeezing one eye shut, but the next moment he had Genesis' wrist in a tight grip, pressing and forcing him to let go. "That's it, I'm outta here, deal with that crazy sonofabitch yourself, yo." This being said, Reno grabbed his clothes and made a run for it because really, he had no intentions of dealing with that one!
Sephiroth watched the fleeing redhead before turning back to Genesis. He slowly stood from the bed, still naked. "There's something called 'knocking'."
"There's something called my room, my bed, my blanket!" Genesis yelled hysterically, shoving Sephiroth away from his bed, grabbing the stained cushion and pushing it against his chest. "Take it with you, pathetic little bastard," he growled lowly.
"And what am I supposed to do with it?" Sephiroth held the stained cloth with pointy fingers. "You are overreacting. This is my room as well." Offense was the best defense, and he went for it. Of course it was unpleasant to be interrupted like that, and Genesis was overreacting (a little bit), but Sephiroth suspected that he may have overstepped a line here. However he would never admit that and just coldly looked at the other.
Genesis' face was as red as his hair now, the vein on his head throbbing dangerously. "You will take it and get rid of it and then you will organize a new blanket for me, and I totally do not care how you manage that," he said through gritted teeth, staring Sephiroth down with hard, blue eyes. "And now I will go and do it already…"
"Do what?" Sephiroth threw the stained blanket into a corner, refusing to yield. "You know what, I don't care. We'll talk again when you get your damn temper in check, I'm sick of your hysterics." He went to his wardrobe, fetching a robe, because he needed a shower and some food and when he came back (with a fresh blanket...) Genesis would hopefully have calmed down. Seriously...
"What do you expect me to do, Great Sephiroth?" Genesis' voice was dripping with malice and wrath. "Take the fucking blanket and bend over so you can take me too, like some nameless other guy?" Oh, when he was on it, he wouldn't let Sephiroth get away with this so easily. "You are pathetic and you are slutty and you are not even worth anybody's breath."
"Oh I was certainly worth his breath," Sephiroth snapped back. Slutty? How was he slutty? "You are so damn frigid, you can't even spell slutty!"
"Frigid? Are you kidding me?" Genesis merely stared at him for a moment, before his teeth pressed so harshly against another that the muscles on his cheeks showed. "I'm quite able to spell slutty and I'm also able to notice when somebody is only using others and fucking around."
"It's none of your business, and no, I am not 'kidding' at all. I am also not having this discussion with you." Sephiroth closed the belt of his robe, seething. How did Genesis dare making him look like the bad guy here? It was him who had wandered off, and now he was complaining that Sephiroth had had company in his own room? It wasn't his fault that Genesis had walked in on them. "I won't ask you for permission who I am sleeping with, who do you think you are? If it pleases me I can have dozens of encounters like that and you will have to suck it up, because I order you to."
There was a faint flash of hurt that went through Genesis' deep eyes before he looked down and finally turned away from Sephiroth. "You should better go and take a shower. You stink of filthy, cheap sex." His hands, that lay on his forearms, clawed into his flesh lightly, to suppress the emotions that were bubbling up inside of his chest.
Sephiroth wordlessly turned and left the room. He pretended to not have seen the look on Genesis' face, because then he would have to think and he didn't want to think right now. He wanted to get a shower and forget about the whole, undignified incident ASAP.
When he heard the door fall into its lock, Genesis sighed shakily, rubbing his hands over his face to will the tears away that were watering his eyes. He would not cry, Sephiroth was not worth crying for.
He didn't know what to do, what to feel and what to think, so Genesis paced around in the room, feeling it was too small and too empty at the same time. Sighing, he left the room, determined to find Angeal and have someone to pity him. Angeal sat hunched over his studies when Genesis burst into his room without knocking.
Luckily his room mate was out with friends so they had some privacy, but Angeal was startled to say the least. He sat straight up at his desk, staring at his friend in surprise. "What's going on? You forgot something?" Just a few moments ago they had parted and Genesis had seemed relaxed and balanced and now he looked like a mess!
The other just shook his head and wordlessly slumped down on Angeal's bed, a strange mix of anger and hurt reflecting in his sea-blue eyes. "Did I ever mention that I hate him, like really hate him?" He asked nobody in particular. Genesis just wanted to curl up on his friend's bed now and forget about the whole incident, forget about Sephiroth and his hurtful attitude towards everybody around him. And suddenly he felt like he was ten years old again, after a bad fight with his parents, when he used to run through town to Angeal's home.
Angeal got up. walking over to the bed and carefully sitting down at the edge. "Who are you talking about.? Sephiroth?" Admittedly he couldn't keep track anymore whether Sephiroth was Genesis' sworn enemy, or if they had a phase where they got along well... their relationship status seemed to change constantly. "What happened Genesis?" He lay a hand on Genesis' leg to reassure him.
"Who else would I be talking about?" Genesis spat harshly, yet again not really addressing Angeal. Only the warm hand on his leg made him aware that his friend was sitting next to him. He turned his head, looking into those orbs that had kept him going on for so long, and smiled. "He had a quickie with that sloppy Turk, who is observing us for whatever reason… on my bed, can you believe that." Genesis looked at the blanket again, thoughtfully stroking over the soft fabric. "I guess I overreacted again…"
That was definitely too much information for Angeal, but he patiently sat there, listening. At least Genesis spared him the details. "Well... you share a room, things like that can happen. You should probably establish some rules... signs so that the other knows not to come in... and you should make clear that your bed is off-limits for such things..." Angeal tried to be helpful and constructive though he had an inkling that it wasn't really not appreciated.
Genesis merely shrugged at that, at a loss of what to say. Somewhere deep down he knew that it was not the misuse of his bed that made him angry, but the whole idea of Sephiroth having sex with someone else that was not him. And with that bothersome Turk of all people. Perhaps the silver haired soldier had a soft spot for red-heads. 'Okay, that hurts even more', Genesis thought with a grimace.
"Why are you so angry?" Angeal finally asked, as Genesis had gone stubbornly silent.
The smaller man opened his mouth to answer that it was only because of his bed, but closed it again when he noticed that lying to Angeal would not help. "I… I don't know," he eventually said, quietly and as if he was astonished by it as well.
"Okay... You think you are angry because he violated your private sphere?" They had to narrow the problem down a bit here, Angeal had no idea what was going on and Genesis was weird sometimes. Normal logic didn't apply.
Genesis laughed quietly at that and shook his head. "He violated that about a hundred times before, so no, I don't think so." He started to slowly nibble at his bottom lip in musing.
"So you were angry that he had intercourse?" Angeal asked hesitantly. He wished he could offer Genesis some tea, but they didn't have anything here.
"It would be the only logical option, right?" The other answered caustically and brushed through his disheveled auburn strands.
Angeal frowned. "So you hate him and that is why you don't want him to have sex... in your room? Help me a bit here Genesis, I have no idea what you are thinking right now."
"That's the problem. I'd love to explain it to you, but then I would have to get to the essence of the problem myself." With a sigh, Genesis planted his head onto his friend's shoulder and closed his eyes.
"Do you feel betrayed?" It was a delicate question that could make Genesis throw a fit again, but Angeal really wanted to help him because he looked miserable. So Angeal took the chance.
And Genesis wanted to derisively snort 'No, why would I feel betrayed by someone like Sephiroth?', he really wanted to. But something kept him from it. Genesis pondered on the query for a moment, rummaging around in his memory when he had felt betrayed and if this feeling right now was similar to the feeling back then.
"I guess so."
"I see... And why would you feel that way, you think? Might that be because you have somewhat become friends?"
"It's more likely because he's only using me, but hell… if I knew, I'd tell you, 'Geal."
"How is he using you?" Angeal queried, not getting that train of thought. He started to feel like some kind of psychologist.
"I never told you?" Genesis looked up, his eyes round as saucers as he thought back. No, he had never told Angeal about Sephiroth's and his… almost-intercourse. Uh oh.
"Told me what?" Angeal narrowed his eyes, feeling lost but getting a bad feeling.
Breathing an embarrassed laugh, Genesis sat up, scratching the back of his head in an all too well-known attempt of hiding something. "Nothing, it's okay, forget that I said anything!"
"Genesis!" Angeal was starting to get irritated and threw his friend a strict look that told him in no uncertain terms that there was no way to weasel his way out of this. "You tell me right now or you can go whine to someone else! What have you done?"
"Hey, don't give me that look! I didn't do anything, he started it," Genesis retorted, crossing his arms in front of his chest in a stubborn motion. "It's not like I wanted it in the first place, but he wouldn't stop so… well, I cannot claim I did not want it in the end, but that's not the point. He's a seductive little slut!"
Angeal couldn't say anything for a few seconds, because his jaw had dropped. He stared at Genesis open mouthed, trying to gather his thoughts. "You... you slept with him?" After all the complaining and bitching he had heard about Genesis' room mate that certainly came as a surprise.
"Are you nuts? As if I'd bend over for him like a needy little bitch, excuse me." Genesis stared at him just as horrified as Angeal was looking at him. Right now, the auburn haired man was just happy that they had never taken their relationship beyond some pleasurable fondling. After today it would have hurt even more.
"So you were only intimate?" Angeal's shoulders slumped a bit in relief. He shook his head; he didn't get his friend. One thing became clear to him though, but he would wait with that revelation. Maybe Genesis would get it himself.
"Yes, fortunately." The other answered slowly, yet his stance remained as defensive as before. "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you… I guess it just… slipped my mind."
Angeal had no idea how something like that could slip someone's mind, but then they were talking Genesis here. "All right. Let me sum this up: You and Sephiroth got intimate, then you walk in on him having sex with someone else and now you are upset," Angeal paraphrased dryly. "And you have no idea what is wrong?"
Genesis' eyebrow arched dangerously. "You make it sound like I'm dumb or something." He stated, but looked at his friend with barely hidden curiosity.
"No, you are not dumb, just a bit slow sometimes, my dear. I think this case is solved. You - are jealous." Angeal crossed his arms over his chest, calmly looking at his friend.
"Slow? What the hell, Angeal?" Genesis asked, startled, before he stopped and just stared. "I'm what? Of who?"
Angeal refrained from giving him the 'duh' expression, but deliberately slowly explained, "You are jealous of whoever it was Sephiroth had intercourse with. I suspect that you do not want Sephiroth to get intimate with anyone else because you like him."
"I do not like him." Genesis automatically replied and leaned his head to the side. "Think about it again." It was a demand, no request; it couldn't be that he liked Sephiroth. Who would like that jerk, except for those single-minded, dull little boys that thought of him as a god?
"All right then, so you don't like him and you still don't want him to have sex with anyone else. Satisfied?" Angeal was getting a headache. Genesis was so stubborn sometimes!
"But that doesn't make any sense!" Genesis replied petulantly. "Why would I want to interfere with his sex life? I shouldn't care at all, if I didn't like him. That's just not logical!"
"Well, you tell me, you are the one who is upset. You are making no sense and that is the most plausible explanation I can come up with," Angeal replied, deadpan.
Genesis averted his eyes and started picking at the blanket again, thoughtfully silent while he started rolling the thoughts in his head around. "You think, I'm just telling myself I don't like him?" He finally asked quietly.
"I honestly have no idea. Sometimes love and hate are very close together. What is it you hate about him?"
"I don't know… everything basically. His attitude, his fame, his superiority, his behavior…"
"Fine then, what do you like about him?"
"Hey, if I say I basically dislike everything about him, what's there left to like?" Genesis asked distractedly, but still making a mental list of all the things he liked about Sephiroth. He was quite surprised there were a few.
"There must be something. You don't get intimate with people you detest, unless you are a masochist." Angeal lifted a brow. Actually he wasn't sure if maybe Genesis wasn't a little masochistic at times.
The other merely shrugged. "Well, I like his looks of course, who wouldn't?" He answered honestly, because seriously… otherwise he would never have spared Sephiroth one glance.
"I didn't think you were that superficial." Disappointment was swinging in Angeal's voice. He got up to fetch a sweater from his chair, because he was feeling cold.
Raising his eyebrows, Genesis followed his friend with his gaze. "At least I think it's the only reason, the first time it definitely was because I had only known him for what… two hours?"
There was a light smacking sound as Angeal's palm met his forehead. "You are right, how dare I." He wasn't even sure if Genesis would get the sarcasm. "If that's all you like about him you shouldn't be upset. He will still be pretty when you go back and then you can do... whatever it is you do, without throwing a hissy fit."
"That doesn't solve the problem, Angeal, nor does you being sarcastic," Genesis pointed out and got rid of his boots before crossing his legs on his friend's bed. "It's not only because he's pretty, of course. I know he'll be even though Reno has laid his hands on him but… If I even think about this annoying red-head laying a finger on him…" He trailed off, his expression hardening with suppressed anger.
"What else would you call that than jealousy? You have claimed him as your property and you don't want anyone else to touch what's yours." Angeal wondered if Sephiroth had even a faint idea of what was going on here.
"Okay, good, I'm jealous then. How do I solve this problem now?" Genesis conceded while stretching out on Angeal's bed and observing him.
"How do you...well..." Angeal paused. He had to be careful here or he would be the creator of a disaster of epic proportions. "You could talk about it with him. See if you can make your relationship exclusive..."
"You make that sound as if I want him to be in a relationship with me…" Genesis pointed out suspiciously, rolling onto his stomach and leaning his head against his right hand.
"You don't?" the other retorted instantly. "Well then your only other option is to deal with it and suppress those feelings. But then you can't accuse him of anything, because it is actually his right to be with whomever he wants."
"But… hell, I do not want to hold hands with him and be all lovey dovey, I just don't want him to use me like that… Grabbing some other red-head when I'm not around, how rude is that?" Genesis answered angrily.
"You can always tell him that you want an exclusive... affair..." Angeal tried, doubtful. "Do you know how he feels about the whole incident?"
"He made quite clear, that I have no right to interfere with his sex life…" Genesis murmured, somewhat sad, before letting his head fall face first into the soft cushion.
"Well then you will have to deal with that. I do not see how you could meet half way, each of you has different expectations... I don't think he would understand why you are upset, you don't even understand it yourself, so you better just leave it alone." Angeal hoped that he would get through to Genesis and prevent any more drama... They had come here to become SOLDIERs and heroes, not to stumble into a soap opera.
"He does not understand why I am ups- …" Genesis trailed off, his brain obviously working up some kind of brilliant idea when he suddenly stopped midsentence. "That's it! That's the point. He doesn't understand how I feel, so I'll make him understand!" In an instant he had sat up on the bed, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Are you sure...?" Angeal asked carefully, frowning. He got a bad feeling.
"Of course I am sure." Genesis retorted, smiling at his best friend with newfound hope. "If he cannot understand how I feel, then I will make him understand how I feel."
"And how do you want to achieve that?" Something about Genesis' attitude told Angeal that this would extend a mere talk. Whenever Genesis got into a mischievous mood heads would roll...
A thoughtful expression flashed over the red-head's face, his white teeth nibbling at his bottom lip, while he contemplated the question. He had to mess around a little with somebody, who was dear to Sephiroth because he doubted that the other would care about Genesis fucking around. Which in return meant he had to choose the person he would have sex with carefully.
"Uh, I got it." He beamed brightly, getting up from the bed and giving Angeal a tight hug. "Thank you, Angeal. And see you later!" And then he was gone, rushing out the door that fell into its lock.
Angeal looked after him, even more worried now. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know how he had helped Genesis. Well, his friend was on his own now, he was no child anylonger and there was only so much Angeal could do... Rubbing over his forehead, Angeal sat down at his desk and tried to concentrate on his task.
He would do this, there was no way around it.
Back in their room, Genesis wasn't so sure anymore whether his plan was as awesome as he had first thought. Sephiroth was still gone, but Genesis didn't care. But the silver haired soldier had left his phone behind, an essential part of the red-head's plan. Yet, he hesitated, something in his chest aching at the thought of what he was about to do. Was it right to… strike back like that? Perhaps he would do even more damage to their… whatever they had, than Sephiroth had done.
Shaking his head, and willing the annoying thoughts away, he decided to not listen to his heart and do what that little evil devil on his shoulder told him. So he grabbed the silver-haired man's phone and searched for the right number.
The phone rang a few times and Genesis was just about to give up when finally someone picked up.
"Yes?"
"Hey." He piped up hastily, the strange feeling in his guts still distracting him. "This is Genesis."
"Yes, I remember. Hello Genesis... How are you doing?" The voice had gone a bit more sultry, interested.
The red-head paused at the sound of that voice before a grin spread over his lips and he leaned back on his bed. So he was obviously not the only one interested here. It pained him to use the other like this, but he doubted he would carry long-lasting damage from it.
"I'm okay, doing boring stuff and all." He grinned. "How about you? I hope you are doing alright."
"Well. It's boring stuff here too... Very boring. I'm bored out of my wits."
Genesis' eyes got that mischievous cast again. This was just turning out the way he had wanted it to.
"That makes two of us being completely bored. Care to change that?" He queried innocently.
"Absolutely. I am certain you can come up with something... fun to do." There was a heavy pause, full of seductive innuendo.
"To me it sounds like you already got some kind of idea in your pretty head." Genesis answered in a snicker.
"I have many ideas," the other purred, but then got down to business. "So, when and where?"
"Considering that we are bored at the moment, I'd say here and now." The red-head answered truthfully.
Again there was a short pause. "Fine. Give me 20 minutes. I assume you got condoms and lube ready?"
"I wouldn't be me, if I wasn't prepared, you know." Genesis answered before getting up and checking his appearance in the mirror. Oh, he would have to wash his face… His eyes were still red and somewhat puffy, a no-go. "You want me to pick you up at the gates?"
"No, I know the way and I have no problems entering the premises. They know me," was the lazy reply. "See you in a bit. Oh, and I'd appreciate it if you showered. Bye." The line was cut.
"Pff, he's just like his brother." Genesis drawled before shaking his head. "Always so pushy." Shrugging his shoulders, he grabbed his stuff to head for the showers, hoping for his own good that Sephiroth wasn't there anymore. And whoever tried to kick him out of those showers now, would die a slow and painful death.
Exactly twenty minutes later Genesis' guest wandered down the hallway, knocking at the door to Genesis' room. He was freshly showered, wearing a black shirt and black pants. Nothing fancy.
Said red-head had been occupied with his hair for the whole time after his shower. The knock on the door finally pulled him out of his ministrations and striding towards the door he figuratively gave himself a pad on the shoulder. Not only would he get laid, if he was lucky, as he assumed he was because Sephiroth had to come back in the near future, otherwise Genesis would just tell him that he had fucked his little brother. He would also make Sephiroth understand that he was nobody to mess with just like that. If Sephiroth wanted a war, he could have it.
"Hello," He greeted the younger man smoothly, holding the door open for him to get in.
"Hi. Let's save the small talk and get down to business. Oral and anal is fine. I got handcuffs and dildos if you are into that. No water sports, puking or whatever, that is weird. Why are you not undressed yet?" Yazoo tilted his head, his words one emotionless stream of routinized facts and instructions.
Raising his eyebrow, while closing the door, Genesis scrutinized Yazoo for a moment.
"You do notice that I am neither a whore, nor am I your customer, right?" He asked carefully. Not that he did not like the… weird kind of small talk the youth was ranting off here, but he felt something was terribly wrong.
"Are you assuming I am a whore?" Now it was Yazoo's turn to wryly lift a brow. "How much farther do you have to get until he is satisfied?"
"No, I am not assuming that, Yazoo." Genesis replied sternly. Yes, he was reckless for pulling this stunt, but he would not harm Yazoo. Sephiroth was the one that he wanted to get back at. "And who are you talking about?"
Yazoo's expression remained blank, impassive. He looked through the room slowly, turning in a circle. "My brother, of course. He told you to call me, to test me... this is getting really old." Yazoo gave a light snort. It was so damn sad that actually he had been bored enough to pretend to take the bait and come here for some superfluous drama and fighting, but really at home it had been even more bland...
"Ah, and what makes you think that?" Genesis asked dryly, crossing his arms in front of his chest and looking at Yazoo, who was wandering around the room. "I can make my own decision, without your brother telling me what to do. I know it's hard to believe, but it's true."
"Yeah... sure..." Yazoo didn't even listen but bent down to look under the bed, his long hair falling over his shoulder. It really was a pity because he'd so do Genesis, if his stupid brother wouldn't just always spoil the fun... "So, where is he? I'm getting bored of this, too."
"You didn't just look under the bed for him, did you?" The red-head asked incredulously, blinking at Yazoo with confusion and curiosity, idly wondering if Sephiroth had indeed done this in the past. "He's probably at … hey, I don't know and I don't care. The longer he's gone, the better. Perhaps he's doing the little red-headed Turk again." Genesis snorted, but his voice gave away the real anger he was feeling.
"He... what?" Yazoo blinked, the light annoyance wiped from his features.
"Perhaps he's doing the little, red-headed menace again, I said." Genesis repeated, sinking down on his bed, far away from the spot where he had previously found Sephiroth and Reno.
"..." Wordlessly Yazoo watched Genesis sit down, the wheels in his head turning. "All right. So I gather that he is not here. And this is no set-up?"
"Correct. See, now we are getting somewhere." The auburn haired man watched Yazoo watching him, seeing how he was trying to put the pieces of this puzzle together and Genesis knew that the silver-haired youth was smart enough to do it right.
"I see..." Slowly, a smirk spread over Yazoo's features. He wasn't stupid; he knew exactly what this was. Apparently Genesis was upset that his brother was boning someone else (Sephiroth boning anyone was a miracle already!). And now he wanted revenge, or relief or whatever, Yazoo didn't care. But he didn't mind a good fuck. "Sweet." His voice got sultry again, his lids drooping a bit. "I suggest we go with the original plan then."
"Okay, to get this straight. You now know why you are here, and… you don't think it's nasty?" Genesis asked carefully, his body shivering at that voice again. Yazoo just was a sensual creature, he had to give him that.
The boy shrugged. "I don't care. Besides, he deserves it." And Yazoo would get to extract some revenge, too. His eyes wandered up and down the gorgeous man, his still slightly wet hair, those long legs. This could be good...
At that, Genesis started to grin again. "I see I'm not the only one who wants to get some revenge here. And hey, we are having fun too, what more can we ask for?" He reached out for Yazoo, being just a little taller than the younger boy, his fingers traveling lightly over the silver-haired youth's sides.
Yazoo sat down, straddling Genesis' lap. The mattress was pretty hard on his knees, but it would probably do. Close up Genesis' skin looked even softer, whiter. Yazoo just sat there, feeling the man's warmth underneath, smelling his clean, freshly showered odor. He tilted his head, the smirk making place for a slightly pensive expression, as he got serious for a moment.
"He will really really hate you," he informed the redhead. No one could say he hadn't warned Genesis. Well, and Sephiroth would hate Yazoo too, but that was the whole point of it.
"He will really… really hate you, too, but it doesn't seem you care enough to not do it." Genesis observed smugly, leaning up to nibble the milky white skin of Yazoo's long, pretty neck. "I wonder what he will be more angry about. You doing me or me doing you instead of him." He added with a light chuckle, wrapping his arms loosely around the smaller man's waist, his hands traveling under his shirt before they came into contact with warm, lively skin.
"It doesn't matter, he's just angry about everything," Yazoo snorted, shifting a bit and grinding their groins together as he leaned into the touch. Genesis' fingers were callused and a bit rough, but Yazoo liked that. He hated being treated delicately. Leaning down he let his own hands stroke through Genesis' red, feathery hair, striding it out of the man's face. He teasingly licked over Genesis' lips, pulling at them with his teeth. Well, Sephiroth would be angry at him- but Yazoo was family. The storm would be over eventually. Genesis on the other hand...
"True" The red-head sighed into the almost kiss. It stung a bit, yet it sent a delicious chill of excitement through his back towards his nether regions. His hand wandered upwards under the shirt, feeling Yazoo's spine, his ribs and eventually his shoulder blades. As they went, they moved the black piece of fabric up, signaling the youth to take it off.
"What do you expect from someone who's a walking complex," Yazoo muttered, gripping his shirt, stretching and pulling it over his head to cast it to the floor, uncaring. He tugged at Genesis' shirt demandingly too, while he finally claimed the man's lips in a rough kiss, penetrating Genesis' mouth with his agile tongue, challenging him.
Genesis complied, shrugging his shirt off, then thrusting his hands into Yazoo's silk tresses. "Watch the way you talk about your brother. He will most definitely know, even though he's not around." The auburn haired man grinned, his thumbs brushing over Yazoo's high cheekbones teasingly, before he pulled him in again for a passionate kiss, their tongues battling a war none of them could really win.
Yazoo sighed into the kiss, swirling his tongue, his hands gliding over Genesis' smooth chest. It was bandaged so Yazoo was more careful there. Injuries weren't uncommon for SOLDIERs. He withdrew from the kiss, brushing with his lips over Genesis' jaw while his hands wandered further down. "I wish he'd listen... He needs to lighten up."
"No need to tell me, I know that quite well." Genesis' breath hitched when Yazoo brushed over his damaged rib, but he found it did not hurt at all. Mostly thanks to the drugs. He nuzzled his nose against the other's smooth cheek, his hands gliding down to caress his nipples into hardness.
Yazoo leaned into the touch, unconsciously sucking his belly in because of the tingling that spread from his teased nipples down to his groin. His hands hand arrived at Genesis' pants and he opened the upper button, slipping inside to palm a half-solid organ. His lids dropping a bit he started to rub it slowly, stimulating it. This felt promising.
Genesis sighed at the sensation of a smooth hand touching his erection and it made him harden even more. Yazoo's agile fingers felt heavenly, so soft and warm, so different to those fingers that mostly touched him. He left the other's now rosy nipples when they were fully erected, stroking further down over those taut muscles and his belly, shortly dipping into Yazoo's belly button before traveling further down.
"You always go commando?" Yazoo asked, his thumb brushing over the naked flesh that pulsed against his hand. Genesis' touch felt nice, constantly building up tension within Yazoo. He pulled Genesis' cock out of his pants and stroked down the whole length, exposing a rosy, dewy tip and a long shaft.
The other moaned lowly in response, biting his bottom lip at the feeling before he suddenly changed their position. He was now hovering over Yazoo, who lay sprawled on his back, his silver hair fanning around his head like a vicious halo. Genesis grinned widely. "I knew what was about to happen so…" He trailed off at that, his hands moving behind Yazoo to cup his ass, grinding it up against his pelvis.
The silver haired youth gyrated his hips sensually, enjoying the contact. He smiled up at the man and wound an arm around his neck to draw him closer for another kiss. "Glad to see that you know what you want," he purred, pleased. More often than not he met guys who were all talk but actually freaked out when it got down to business... which might have something to do with his age.
Genesis licked the inside of Yazoo's mouth dominantly, smiling all the while before pulling away. "I wouldn't be me, if I didn't." He answered truthfully, his hands moving beneath the tiny fabric of Yazoo's trousers, kneading the firm buttocks in his hands, before one hand slipped to the front to open the button. He felt something nudge encouragingly against his hand as he did so and smirked even wider.
"Hm..." Yazoo moaned, lifting his hips up. He kept stroking Genesis' erection lazily. Goosebumps had started to rise on his skin and a pleasant warmth was spreading through his body. "Condoms. Lube," he muttered. They probably didn't have much time and he would hate to be interrupted before they were done...
Chuckling Genesis reached for the nightstand and rummaged around for a moment, leaning back over Yazoo and setting a condom and the lube down next to him. His teeth found Yazoo's delicate earlobe, nibbling at it and enjoying the small hitches in the younger's voice, while he opened those annoying trousers and peeled them off the other's lean body. A pleasurable tingling had settled in the pit of his stomach, fueled by the steady friction on his erection, which was leaking and twitching by now.
In one fluid motion he shed his own trousers and they joined Yazoo's abandoned ones on the floor. He sat up then, taking in the silverette's complete beauty before sighing happily and grabbing the lube.
Yazoo lifted himself up on his elbows, reaching for a condom and opening it carefully. He had to make sure that it was intact; he didn't want to catch anything and he had no idea how promiscuous Genesis was. He sat the condom atop Genesis' erection and rolled it down with practiced ease.
Genesis watched him idly and then shook his head. "I really do not want to know why you can do that." He stated firmly, lubing his fingers thoroughly before setting the lube aside. He smiled openly at Yazoo, while his fingers found their way to the youth's rosy entrance, teasing it gently before it twitched slightly with anticipation.
Since he was too distracted Yazoo refrained from arching a brow. "You'd rather defile an innocent virgin?" he smirked, holding his breath as Genesis entered him carefully, starting a slow, penetrating rhythm. Yazoo had been a good boy recently, so it had been a while and he felt pretty tight. Preparation had to be thorough, and Genesis seemed to think so too, as he added another finger.
"Considering your age… yes," Genesis stated flatly, then chuckling before leaning down and nuzzling his nose against the flawless skin along Yazoo's pelvis. His erection stood proudly up against his belly, yet the red-head knew it still had to develop its full length. Yazoo was but a boy, at least physically. Genesis scissored his fingers gently, indulging in the knowledge that the other seemed to slowly loosen up. When he hit his pleasure spot though, Yazoo's muscles convulsed suddenly and Genesis grinned.
Yazoo bit back a moan, his head lolling back at the sparks of tension that shot through him. He didn't feel like pointing out that that was a hypocritical thing of Genesis to say; after all, Genesis had called him here. It didn't matter anyway, because they were going to have fun and Yazoo just did it to help his brother. Despite his brilliance Sephiroth was a social imbecile and he needed a push into the right direction. Everyone else could see that he had a special relationship with Genesis but Sephiroth himself, and before his brother could ruin it, Yazoo would intervene. "How about you stop talking now and put your energy to some action?" he suggested breathlessly, pushing against the intruding fingers.
"Oh, am I not doing that already?" Genesis asked mockingly, his fingers stabbing in Yazoo's prostate with dead-on accuracy. He refrained from teasing the youth any further though. Who knew how long he would hold out, the glistening tip of his erection told a story of its own. The red-head added another finger, waiting for the younger to adjust before slowly stretching him.
"You ready?" He murmured afterwards, his breath puffing against Yazoo's weeping cock.
Yazoo nodded, briefly wondering what Genesis would do if he said 'no'. But that was just cruel and would have elongated his release, too.
Wordlessly, Genesis withdrew his fingers from within Yazoo, unable to prevent his tongue from at least briefly touching and tasting the other's pre-cum on the tip of his erection. He leaned over the silverette, nibbling on his neck before looking into Yazoo's green, cat-like eyes. He lined his hard-on up, his head teasing Yazoo's entrance faintly before slowly pushing in.
"That all you got?" Yazoo smirked, suddenly wrapping his legs around Genesis' hips to impale himself on the man's cock. Admittedly, it did hurt a bit, but he didn't mind; he wanted to feel it with all his senses and there was no joy without a little pain. He stilled, his arms drawn around Genesis' neck too and whispered into the redhead's ear, "Hm, you are quite big. Fill me more."
If Genesis had thought he possible couldn't get any harder, he had been wrong. At those words he thought he would burst with pent up desire and orgasm. "Shit…" he breathed out, closing his eyes for a moment, before a smirk reappeared on his lips. "Do you have to destroy my perverted fantasy of you being a virgin so harshly?" He asked mockingly, wriggling a bit against Yazoo's clenching insides. He was deliciously tight, snugly fitting around his cock.
"Not at all," the boy replied, his breathing fast and warm, as he summoned a coy attitude, biting his lips and looking at Genesis with huge, innocent eyes. "Genesis," he sobbed, wriggling a bit helplessly against the man, "You -uuuuh- feel s-so good!"
Sighing Genesis leaned down to capture Yazoo's nonsense spouting lips in a harsh kiss, his hands finding their home on his delicate hips as he slowly withdrew from inside the other, pushing in a little faster without any resistance. He set up a pleasuring, yet not too harsh pace, not really knowing what Yazoo was used to because he couldn't tell despite the boy's cocky attitude.
Yazoo sighed and began to meet Genesis' thrusts by gyrating his pelvis. The man's technique was good, he was experienced which was a nice change for once. His cheeks flushed a bit when Genesis hit his prostate again and a sincere moan escaped him that he didn't try to hide. He was a hedonist, after all. "Hm... like that..."
Grinning, Genesis aimed for the other's pleasure spot again, hitting it with a well-practiced accuracy. He moaned at the tight heat that was milking his cock into perfection so well, biting his bottom lip to keep his voice a little lower than normally.
Their movements became faster, more frantic, as they clung to each other's naked body. Genesis started to relentlessly pound into Yazoo and the boy encouraged him by matching his speed. Their moans were quiet, but heated and Yazoo felt his climax approach. His nails scratched over Genesis' back as he demanded another wet, deep kiss. "Coming," he warned, his voice low and rich with pleasure.
Reaching down to Yazoo's straining cock, Genesis stroke him into oblivion. "Then do," he demanded in a shaky, deep voice that showed how close he was as well. He wanted Yazoo to come now, penetrating the other's prostate and stroking his erection, his thumb flicking over the oversensitive, heated head.
And Yazoo complied, coming with a hiss, arching into Genesis. His muscles tensed as he was washed away by pure, excruciating pleasure that took over his senses and left him dizzy, happy and pretty much braindead. He didn't notice how he slumped back into the sheets, his body still weakly moving as he was basking in the afterglow.
Yazoo's orgasm took Genesis over the edge too. The clenching inside stimulated him and threw him into a pleasant sea of ecstasy. Little lights exploded in front of his eyes as the tingling ball in his belly erupted, his semen spurting into the condom. Sighing he collapsed onto Yazoo, barely holding himself up on his shivering arms, all of his muscles spasming while he was caught in his orgasm.
It took them both some time before they reached the surface of reality again. Genesis gently pulled out of the little silverette, who lay in what seemed like a blissful state of mind and threw the condom into the bin before he reached for Sephiroth's blanket to cover Yazoo with it. He appeared to be tired and Genesis had no intention of throwing him out so soon.
Yazoo snuggled against Genesis' warm body, sleepily noticing that he was even more beautiful after sex, with that bright shine in his eyes and that rosy color on his skin, his lips pouty and red. He'd rest for a bit but he had to go back, because he needed to arrange dinner, help Kadaj with his homework and hang up the laundry... He was already asleep before he finished thinking about the last task on his list.
Sephiroth approached his room in a much better mood. He'd been out, running, because that was a good way to clear his mind off things. After thinking about the incident with Genesis he had come to the conclusion that an apology was in order and that they would need to make up, since they were supposed to be living together for a while still.
All his good resolutions were blown away in an instance as he opened the door and found a completely outrageous scene before him.
"What. The..."
tbc?
Dun dun! More drama XD You think Genesis' actions were justified? Or was it too much?
Sadly since both of us are really busy atm, we won't be able to do review replies :( If you have questions though, I'll do my best to answer them via the internal review reply :)) But... what do you think about weekly updates from now on?