The doorbell made me jerk my head upwards faster than anything else could have done.
Sephiroth, I knew it was him. So he was still coming, after all... At 1 am it indeed was a surprise, Tseng and Cissnei had already left to attend an early meeting the next day.
I glanced toward the door. Sure enough, there he was. Zack greeted him first, pulling him into a quick hug. I held myself back, keeping the spot on the sofa beside me open. As I'd hoped, Sephiroth took the seat, a smirk tugging at his lips as he greeted everyone in the room. My heart swelled when I saw Zack pour him a drink.
It wasn't long before Sephiroth's sharp eyes landed on the dice scattered across the table.
"What kind of game is this?" he asked, directing his question to Zack.
Zack just grinned. "A fun one."
Genesis was the first to bite. "Let's play, then." He picked up the dice, shaking them in his hand before tossing them onto the table. My stomach clenched when my mind flashed to the more risqué combinations I'd seen earlier—"lick" and "nipple" coming to mind unbidden.
When the dice settled, they read: "Tickle" and "Ears." I let out a quiet breath of relief. This wasn't going to be too bad, right?
Genesis raised a brow. "And now?"
"You have to do what the dice says to the person on your right. So... to me." The General's voice spoke up calmly, earning everyone's stares.
Genesis shrugged and leaned in to tickle Sephiroth's ear. His reaction was rolling eyes as he took the dice himself now.
I felt my heart beating faster as the two objects hit the table, eager to see what they would read. "Rub...", he started, but Zack finished for him. "Nipple!", my friend beamed.
My eyes widened in embarrassment. "Uhm, we don't have to...", I offered, not wanting to make the silver-haired man feel uncomfortable.
"That's the rules," Zack smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. I suddenly felt a hand on my waist. 'Uh-oh...'
Before I could process what was happening, the hand slipped further up. Slender fingers moved beneath my shirt, and I jumped at the sudden contact. Turning my head, I found Sephiroth's half-lidded gaze fixed intently on me.
His touch was slow, deliberate, as if searching for something specific. When his fingers brushed over the sensitive skin of my chest, I tensed, letting out an embarrassingly high-pitched squeak. The room erupted into muffled laughter. Zack even gave me a thumbs up, which only made my face burn hotter.
Sephiroth's fingers lingered, moving lightly over the sensitive spot, his expression unwavering. I squeezed my eyes shut, desperate to think of anything other than what was happening. 'Puppies... Kittens... Brownies... Hot chocolate...' Anything to keep the situation from escalating further.
The innocent thoughts barely managed to save me from more embarrassment and I was relieved when Gen mentioned that it was enough. Now it was my turn... I gulped, hoping not to have to do a too weird thing to Zack. He was a nice, good looking guy, that was for sure... so "Kiss" and "Hand" saved me there.
I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. Zack, ever the showman, held his hand up with an exaggerated giggle, playing the part of a blushing princess. Rolling my eyes, I took his hand and brushed a quick kiss across the back of it. Zack's wink did nothing to rattle me. At least it was his turn now.
Since him and Angeal, who was sitting on his right, seemed to be pretty close, I didn't think that anything the dice would offer could be too awkward for them. They had known each other for years, apparently, even years before I met my 1st Class friend. 'At least it's less weird to kiss your friend than it is to kiss a stranger...'
… and talking about kissing, the dice told him to lick Angeal's neck. Okay. I wasn't sure whether to stare the way I did at them when Zack moved his smirking head closer to the instructor's neck – probably because I expected him to add some kind of joke, like a vampire's bite – but when he pressed his lips to the other man's skin, tongue moving slowly and almost lovingly, I had to blink quite a few times. Angeal's reaction was some sort of low moan, one that made me feel like a pervert watching the two.
The two of them pulled back at the same time, their laughter filling the room as the rest of us stared in stunned silence. My face met my palm. They were way too obvious.
Somewhere between Angeal having to tickle Genesis' chest and Genesis having to rub Sephiroth's ear, I noticed that nobody really had to kiss anyone yet. I felt my heart beat faster when I wished for Sephiroth to roll the dice to "Kiss"...
"What's it with you and ears?", Zack chuckled and Gen gave him a defeated shrug.
Now it was my turn... Well, half. The silver-haired man took the dice, deciding to roll one first. He cast me a sideways smirk while leaning forward, reading out the first word. "Massage"
A small frown crept up, doubting that a massage could come near to anything like a kiss. Unless the dice had a side with "Privates"... I blushed, then looked up in surprise when the General's body was facing mine directly all of sudden.
"Uh?" I made a noise of surprise, giving him a questioning look, before hearing Zack whisper: "Tongue..."
"What?", I gasped, watching Sephiroth raise one hand from the corner of my eye.
"Massage... a tongue? But how does one ma—" I was cut off abruptly by two warm lips on my own. I sucked in a breath through my nose, eyes widening. Apparently, my lips had parted in surprise as well, because something soft and slippery made its way into my mouth. Since my brain couldn't quite realize what was going on, my body started working on autopilot, beginning by closing my eyes. The next thing was reacting to his tongue, and offering him mine seemed to be the solution, since the grip on the hem of my shirt loosened. When I had read "massage", I would have thought of maybe using a finger, but... the warm tongue brushing over mine was more satisfying than anything else I could have imagined.
What I did notice was that the General knew exactly what he was doing. 'Okay, he is older than me... so he's obviously more experienced...', I tried to convince myself that I wasn't just sort of new to this. The hand I had mistakenly accused of being in charge of the tongue massage had found its way onto my cheek, making me melt into the kiss even more. The world around us faded away. Right now I didn't care about the cheering in the background or the obvious bulge in my pants, I was in a state of pure bliss, one that I never wanted to stop...
... and, like all good things, it did, but this time because of my blaring alarm clock. One sentence came to my mind: "Fuck. Me," I groaned, getting up from Zack's guestroom bed and right to the bathroom, before he or anyone could see me in my current state. The mirror confirmed even fuzzier hair than usual, red, puffy cheeks and... well, time for a cold shower.
The fact that it had only been a dream again made me sad, but even in that dream my feelings had been pretty intense. I really had to catch him in private some time, or at least with Zack... really didn't know what he would be like then.
After the shower, I woke up Zack and we prepared some quick breakfast together. Since Sephiroth was out, Zack had more papers to do than usual, so before going to work, I at least wanted to spend some more quality time with him. Before I went back to studying specifically... 'I wonder what he is doing right now... Still on the bus, I guess...' The journey there would be quite some hours and I didn't really expect him to message me so early already... if he did at all. I was a hundred percent positive that I would not survive without him for a long time, as dramatic as that sounded. Zack was really starting to rub off on me...
The next days passed painfully slowly, I voluntarily attended some of Angeal's and Genesis' classes to feel more secure about my examination as well as to pass some time. Zack was very busy, as expected, but Kunsel would have the same exam as me, so we studied together sometimes. Keeping my mind off my busy General was the only thing I could do for the moment, so that's what I did.
But no matter how much I tried to keep myself occupied, my thoughts always drifted back to him.
Sephiroth.