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Fic: And Now For Something Completely Tasteless...
Title: And Now For Something Completely Tasteless
Series: FFVII: Crisis Core
Characters: Genesis/Zack/Genesis, Genesis/Sephiroth, Angeal/Zack
Rating: R
Warnings: Fun with fic plots and a wide world of kink. Highly questionable content. Bad, bad Crack.
Word Count: 2790
“Angeal,” Genesis began, head lowered to hide his shame. “I've done a very bad thing.”
“Have you?” Angeal lowered his newspaper an inch and studied his friend. Angeal could see a slight twist to Genesis's lips that let him know the man was nibbling at the soft inner lining of his cheek, a nervous habit he'd abandoned in childhood. “Good Gaia,” Angeal said, “it can't be that bad.”
“Yes, it is.” Genesis's voice shook. “Our friendship is sundered and everything is ruined. You'll hate me. You can't help but hate me now.”
Angeal folded his paper up and set it aside to give Genesis his full attention. “I won't hate you, Gen. Now what is it?”
Genesis looked up and swallowed. “I raped Zack.”
Angeal said nothing.
“Angeal?” Genesis asked, voice going high and wispy in the countdown to the explosion. “Angeal, I raped your little puppy.”
Angeal snorted. “Is that all?” He picked up his paper and went back to reading.
Genesis stood aghast. “What do you mean 'Is that all'? Angeal, didn't you hear me?"
“Uh huh.”
“I drugged his sports drink while he was training.”
“Uh huh.”
“When he collapsed I dragged him down to my private playroom.”
“Uh huh.”
“I strapped him up in a sex swing and waited till he woke up so I could cut the clothes off his body.”
“Yeah, uh huh.”
“Angeal!” Genesis said firmly, looking for some kind of response. “I put a cock and ball ring on him and shoved a dildo shaped like a cactuar up his ass.”
“I see.” Angeal kept reading.
“Without lube!”
“Hmm.”
“I fed him my dick and came on his face.”
“Mmhmm.”
“Angeal!” Genesis yanked the paper away from Angeal's face. “I made him beg for it. And he did.”
Angeal sighed and stared Genesis right in the eye. “So you gave it to him, right?”
“What?”
“Well, I hope you didn't make him beg for nothing. Did you nail him?”
Genesis sputtered. “Isn't that what I've been trying to say? Of course I nailed him! I rode his ass like he was a choir boy in a confessional!”
“Good,” Angeal said and resumed reading.
Genesis was not one to gape usually, so the expression on him was rather unbecoming. Completely justified though. This was Angeal's love and protection? His misplaced fatherly concern? His righteous indignation? “Angeal!”
“What's going on?” Sephiroth emerged from the bathroom, toweling his hair.
“Genesis raped Zack,” Angeal said from behind the classifieds.
“Oh, is that all?” Sephiroth said. “Took him long enough.”
“I know, right?”
“Wait a second,” Genesis cut in. “I don't understand. You knew I wanted his ass?”
“Everybody wants Zack's ass, GenGen,” Sephiroth said. “It's just how it goes.”
“How what goes?”
Angeal only snorted. Sephiroth smirked and started to explain. “It's simply the way things work with boys like Zack. Young, carefree, cheerful, way too pretty... might as well hang an 'Open Season' sign on his ass.” He nudged Angeal's knee. “We were just wondering who it would be and when.”
Genesis blinked. “And you don't care that it's me? Angeal, your childhood friend just violated your student! Does that mean nothing to you?”
Angeal sighed. “Well, like Seph said, boy was bound to get buggered by the butt banditos sooner or later.” He cocked his head sideways, looking at Genesis around the paper's edge. “At least I know where you've been.”
Genesis shook his head. “I don't get it. This is in no way a surprise to you two?”
“I'm surprised you had to use drugs on him,” Sephiroth offered. “I would have thought you'd go for a more subtle approach.”
“Subtle,” Genesis murmured.
“Anyway,” Angeal cut in, “it's done now, so just tell me where you left the boy so I can get down to the rest of the business.”
“Rest of the business?” Genesis parroted. “What do you mean?”
“Well, if Zack's just had his buns porked like it was rush hour in a drive through,” Angeal said, stretching, “he's going to need some tender loving care, to say the least. And who do you suppose gets to give it to him?”
“Um...”
“That's right.” Angeal stood, looking smug. “I'll clean him up, get him treated, pamper and pet him for a while, help him through the inevitable nightmares and then, when he's good and ready, I whip my boy out and teach that puppy what it's really supposed to be like.”
Genesis gaped. “You're kidding me.”
“No, he isn't,” Sephiroth put in. “It's a time-honored tradition. Angeal's dead serious.”
“I certainly am, Genesis.” Angeal smirked. “You broke Zack in, but I get to keep him.”
Just then there was a loud knock at the door. Genesis trembled. “Then I suppose you'd better tell him that.”
“Genesis!” Zack yelled through the door. “Why are you hiding, baby? Don't you want to cuddle?”
Genesis trembled. “Because I don't think he got the message.”
Angeal's head spun so fast it was a wonder he didn't get whiplash. “What the hell is going on?”
“That's what I want to know!” Genesis said, curling in on himself.
“Gen, baby!” Zack hollered. “I'm, like, all recovered and stuff! Ready for round eight?”
“Round eight?” Sephiroth assessed Genesis, moderately impressed. “Been working on your staying power, have you?”
“Ge-e-en!” Zack was whining outside the door now. “I broke the whipping post you strapped me to. I'm sorry. Do you have a spare?”
Angeal sputtered. “What the hell is this?” He marched to the door.
“Angeal, no!” Genesis protested. “Don't let him in here!” Angeal ignored him.
A bundle of black barreled in the second there was a crack in the door. “GENNY BABY!” Zack launched himself at the cringing redhead. “GenGen, sugar, baby doll, Master, please can we do that thing with the blindfold and the gerbil again?”
Angeal slammed the door. “You used a gerbil?”
Genesis shook his head violently. “It was a hamster.”
Sephiroth smirked and headed off to the kitchen. “Would anyone like a soda? I feel like getting a snack.”
Genesis bucked and writhed and succeeded in throwing Zack off. It shouldn't have taken as much effort as it did, Angeal noted. Zack was decently covered from neck to toe in what appeared to be some sort of full-body bondage gear with straps and laces everywhere. How the hell did the boy manage to make it all the way here?
“Gen, baby, don't run away from me,” Zack whined, trying his best to catch up with Genesis without falling over. Genesis took a flying leap and ducked down behind the tv.
“Stay where you are, Zack,” Genesis tried to order but it came out rather high-pitched and shaky. “I told you, no more tonight.”
“Aww!” Zack toppled over and hit the carpet with a thud. “So much for SOLDIER stamina,” he mumbled into the carpet, then embarked on a remarkable impersonation of a caterpillar.
Sephiroth came back in holding a fresh bag of microwave popcorn. He had the box with all the packs tucked under his arm. “Did I miss anything?” Angeal's only answer was the murder in his eyes. Sephiroth smirked and settled himself into a comfortable seat, resting one ankle on his knee to watch the proceedings.
Genesis was doing a fine crab crawl along the far wall, pale as a sheet and too shaken to think clearly. Zack was inching up on him, bit by bit, the rubber of the suit catching the sheen of the overhead lights. “Gen, don't run away from me, please,” Zack pleaded. “I need to feel you inside me again.”
Angeal grated his teeth. Sephiroth licked some extra salt off his lips and held the popcorn out. “Sounds like the puppy came down with that Syndrome. Want some?”
“Please, Gen.” Zack rolled onto his side and was wriggling like an eel. “I want to taste you. The lashes aren't stinging so bad anymore. Think you could bend me over the table and give me a fresh set?”
Genesis whimpered, eyes darting about the room. He met Angeal's fury with a gaze that begged for a mercy Angeal wasn't giving. Genesis's eyes watered somewhat and he crawled to the end of the couch as if seeking shelter under the arm.
“Genesis, can you do that thing with the electricity on my nipples again?”
Angeal groaned and collapsed onto the couch next to Sephiroth, head in his hands. Sephiroth offered him the popcorn again. “Your pup's really flexible.” Angeal only groaned some more. This was not how it was supposed to go.
“Please, Gen,” Zack moaned, within inches of Genesis now, straining and aching to rub his cheek against the redhead's thigh. “I liked it when you held the pillow over my face. I've never felt anything like that. Can we try that again too?”
“Zack,” Genesis tried not to squeak. “You weren't supposed to like it that much.”
“I've heard of this one,” Sephiroth snickered. “Orgasm-induced love obsession, no matter the means. Great Weapon of Crass Seduction you have there, Gen.” Angeal smacked Sephiroth soundly in the back of the head.
Zack looked up, confused. “How could I not like it? It never feels like that when I do it myself.” He bucked his hips slightly, the bulge there highlighted in the reflective material. He nipped gently at Genesis's pant leg. “Please, Gen, nobody's ever made me feel so good.”
“It's not supposed to feel good,” Genesis snapped, trying to roll away. He wouldn't kick the puppy, not with Angeal watching. The only thing he succeeded in doing was bringing his crotch minimally closer to Zack's head. A demon fire flared up in the boy's eyes. Genesis grit his teeth and growled. “It was supposed to HURT!”
“And it did, Gen!” Zack's eyelids fluttered. “It hurt so much I thought I'd die. Every time I thought I couldn't possibly take any more, you'd find some other way to hurt me, you know, there.” Zack's face flushed slightly.
“Puppy,” Angeal murmured. “You want it to hurt?”
Sephiroth munched more popcorn. “Pup's a masochist,” he mumbled, mouth half-full. “What d'you know.”
“It wasn't just supposed to hurt your virgin ass,” Genesis growled. “I wanted to shame you and degrade you and shatter your little puppy spirit.”
“Didn't you?” Zack whispered, inching closer. “When I cried, when I begged, when you tightened that belt around my neck and only let go so I could suck you off properly...” He lurched forward on the floor and nuzzled Genesis's knee. “Didn't you put me back the way you wanted me? I'll do anything you want, please, Genesis.” Zack stretched himself out to full length on his stomach, ensuring that his rubber-clad rear end was perfectly displayed. “You said you could make me do whatever you wanted me to. Please, Gen, I'll do it, anything you ask. I just need to feel you in me again, filling me up till I tear inside.”
Sephiroth shifted in his seat and nudged Angeal, who was staring off blankly into the distance. Genesis turned his head, pleading for assistance nobody was of a mind to give him. “Don't look at me,” Sephiroth said, heating up another bag of popcorn with his bare hands. “You plow him and reap him, now you have to keep him.”
“I don't want to keep him!” Genesis hissed, snapping Angeal out of his fleeting catatonia.
“You don't GET to keep him!” Angeal snapped. “He's supposed to be mine!”
“Then take him, for Goddess's sake,” Genesis screamed. “Just take him already! My hips can't handle him!”
Sephiroth and Angeal stared. “Good gravy, Gen,” Angeal sighed. “Where's your pride?”
“Hey!” Zack hollered from the floor. “Don't I get a say in this?”
“Hmm.” Sephiroth frowned. “Technically, since you're the, uh, victim, you should have the greatest say here, but I'm starting to wonder, who raped who exactly?”
Zack tilted his head at the General. “Hey, he's the one who did that thing with the ginger. All I did was lie there.”
Sephiroth's face fell. He stared at Genesis. “You figged him?”
Genesis turned pink and looked away. “I'm sorry.”
“How could you?” Sephiroth stood, furious. “That was OUR special thing!” He marched off to the kitchen again, abandoning his popcorn and the drama unfolding in the living room.
Angeal bent low and hauled Zack upright by one of the straps on the bondage suit. “Listen, puppy, what Gen did was very, very wrong, in more ways than one and clearly,” he paused to give Genesis a meaningful glare but the man was sniffling into the carpet now. “Clearly,” Angeal continued, “he has no desire to continue... whatever it is you two got up to. From now on, if you have intense physical needs, you are to come to me, got it?”
Zack wrinkled his nose. “Dude, please.”
Angeal frowned. “What's the matter?”
Zack struggled to squirm around into a semblance of a seated position. “How the heck am I supposed to be satisfied with you after a wild night with Gen there?”
“Are you calling me inadequate?”
Zack rolled his eyes. “I didn't say that, Angeal, but you and I both know you're not going to be whipping out the nipple clamps for me.”
“Whatever gave you that impression, puppy?”
“It's that, exactly! You had my hopes up at first with all the 'puppy' business but you never do anything worse than increase my training. Heck, even with all my misbehaving on purpose, not once did you even swat my rump with a rolled up newspaper. So how can I expect you to suspend me from the ceiling and feed me cock? You're just too darned tender.”
Angeal was thoughtful for a moment. “You want it rough, huh, pup?”
“And kinky!”
Angeal raised one eyebrow. “And painful?”
“Yes, please.” Zack spared a fond look for Genesis, red-eyed and red-nosed on the floor.
Angeal smirked. “You want every act, even the softest, gentlest acts of intimacy to sear you with pain?”
“That's the way, uh huh,” Zack shrugged apologetically, “I like it.”
“Then what do you think of this?” Angeal reached for his belt and released his 'boy', more commonly whispered about in SOLDIER as a veritable Weapon of Ass Destruction. Zack's eyes went wide. Angeal grinned. “There's a reason I take my time breaking a new partner in, puppy. So what do you say? Think you can handle this?”
Zack swallowed. Genesis was well-endowed but he'd had to resort to a multitude of toys to really bring on the pain. With Angeal, every encounter would be an exercise in endurance. “Uh, I want to try.”
Angeal looked him over carefully. “Alright, pup, we'll give it a shot. But first let's cut you out of all that rubber, okay?” He bent down to scoop Zack up and take him somewhere more private.
“Can we try right now, Angeal?” Zack asked. “Gen left a vibrator in me but the battery ran down about an hour ago.”
“If you insist, Zack,” Angeal sighed. “Lube or no lube?”
Genesis curled up tight on the floor and listened for the sound of the door shutting. Their voices faded down the hall and he was soon left with only the sound of his own breathing. He closed his eyes and promised himself to be strong.
Strong hands on him shocked him back to full awareness. Sephiroth was pulling him aright, picking him up much as Angeal had done to Zack, and settling him on the couch. “Here,” Sephiroth said, handing him a glass of water.
Genesis took it, throat parched. “Thank you,” he croaked.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Sephiroth asked, face blank.
Genesis stared down into the water. “Why? You don't want to hear it.”
Sephiroth sighed. “I was hasty.” He brushed Genesis's shoulder. “I know you. I should have known you wouldn't have gone that far lightly.”
Genesis refused to cry or even sniffle. He shook his head, trying to bury it all, knowing he really could only blame himself for it. There was nothing to do now but trust that Angeal could contain the situation. “He kept asking for more,” Genesis said. “And I thought I was breaking him, but he just wanted and wanted and I couldn't keep up.”
“He's a teenager,” Sephiroth said, “and you're not getting any younger.” Genesis glared at him. Sephiroth ignored it, enfolding his shaken redheaded fool of a lover in his arms. “Relax. After everything you did to him, I'm sure your reputation as a bedroom bastard is secure.”
“You sure?” Genesis tried to put some growl into it to cover the tremor.
“I'm sure.” Sephiroth said, stroking the auburn hair. He sighed. Looked like there were some hurts being comforted here after all.
“Oh, Gen?”
“Hmm?”
“You remembered to get the hamster out, right?”
Title: And Now For Something Completely Tasteless
Series: FFVII: Crisis Core
Characters: Genesis/Zack/Genesis, Genesis/Sephiroth, Angeal/Zack
Rating: R
Warnings: Fun with fic plots and a wide world of kink. Highly questionable content. Bad, bad Crack.
Word Count: 2790
“Angeal,” Genesis began, head lowered to hide his shame. “I've done a very bad thing.”
“Have you?” Angeal lowered his newspaper an inch and studied his friend. Angeal could see a slight twist to Genesis's lips that let him know the man was nibbling at the soft inner lining of his cheek, a nervous habit he'd abandoned in childhood. “Good Gaia,” Angeal said, “it can't be that bad.”
“Yes, it is.” Genesis's voice shook. “Our friendship is sundered and everything is ruined. You'll hate me. You can't help but hate me now.”
Angeal folded his paper up and set it aside to give Genesis his full attention. “I won't hate you, Gen. Now what is it?”
Genesis looked up and swallowed. “I raped Zack.”
Angeal said nothing.
“Angeal?” Genesis asked, voice going high and wispy in the countdown to the explosion. “Angeal, I raped your little puppy.”
Angeal snorted. “Is that all?” He picked up his paper and went back to reading.
Genesis stood aghast. “What do you mean 'Is that all'? Angeal, didn't you hear me?"
“Uh huh.”
“I drugged his sports drink while he was training.”
“Uh huh.”
“When he collapsed I dragged him down to my private playroom.”
“Uh huh.”
“I strapped him up in a sex swing and waited till he woke up so I could cut the clothes off his body.”
“Yeah, uh huh.”
“Angeal!” Genesis said firmly, looking for some kind of response. “I put a cock and ball ring on him and shoved a dildo shaped like a cactuar up his ass.”
“I see.” Angeal kept reading.
“Without lube!”
“Hmm.”
“I fed him my dick and came on his face.”
“Mmhmm.”
“Angeal!” Genesis yanked the paper away from Angeal's face. “I made him beg for it. And he did.”
Angeal sighed and stared Genesis right in the eye. “So you gave it to him, right?”
“What?”
“Well, I hope you didn't make him beg for nothing. Did you nail him?”
Genesis sputtered. “Isn't that what I've been trying to say? Of course I nailed him! I rode his ass like he was a choir boy in a confessional!”
“Good,” Angeal said and resumed reading.
Genesis was not one to gape usually, so the expression on him was rather unbecoming. Completely justified though. This was Angeal's love and protection? His misplaced fatherly concern? His righteous indignation? “Angeal!”
“What's going on?” Sephiroth emerged from the bathroom, toweling his hair.
“Genesis raped Zack,” Angeal said from behind the classifieds.
“Oh, is that all?” Sephiroth said. “Took him long enough.”
“I know, right?”
“Wait a second,” Genesis cut in. “I don't understand. You knew I wanted his ass?”
“Everybody wants Zack's ass, GenGen,” Sephiroth said. “It's just how it goes.”
“How what goes?”
Angeal only snorted. Sephiroth smirked and started to explain. “It's simply the way things work with boys like Zack. Young, carefree, cheerful, way too pretty... might as well hang an 'Open Season' sign on his ass.” He nudged Angeal's knee. “We were just wondering who it would be and when.”
Genesis blinked. “And you don't care that it's me? Angeal, your childhood friend just violated your student! Does that mean nothing to you?”
Angeal sighed. “Well, like Seph said, boy was bound to get buggered by the butt banditos sooner or later.” He cocked his head sideways, looking at Genesis around the paper's edge. “At least I know where you've been.”
Genesis shook his head. “I don't get it. This is in no way a surprise to you two?”
“I'm surprised you had to use drugs on him,” Sephiroth offered. “I would have thought you'd go for a more subtle approach.”
“Subtle,” Genesis murmured.
“Anyway,” Angeal cut in, “it's done now, so just tell me where you left the boy so I can get down to the rest of the business.”
“Rest of the business?” Genesis parroted. “What do you mean?”
“Well, if Zack's just had his buns porked like it was rush hour in a drive through,” Angeal said, stretching, “he's going to need some tender loving care, to say the least. And who do you suppose gets to give it to him?”
“Um...”
“That's right.” Angeal stood, looking smug. “I'll clean him up, get him treated, pamper and pet him for a while, help him through the inevitable nightmares and then, when he's good and ready, I whip my boy out and teach that puppy what it's really supposed to be like.”
Genesis gaped. “You're kidding me.”
“No, he isn't,” Sephiroth put in. “It's a time-honored tradition. Angeal's dead serious.”
“I certainly am, Genesis.” Angeal smirked. “You broke Zack in, but I get to keep him.”
Just then there was a loud knock at the door. Genesis trembled. “Then I suppose you'd better tell him that.”
“Genesis!” Zack yelled through the door. “Why are you hiding, baby? Don't you want to cuddle?”
Genesis trembled. “Because I don't think he got the message.”
Angeal's head spun so fast it was a wonder he didn't get whiplash. “What the hell is going on?”
“That's what I want to know!” Genesis said, curling in on himself.
“Gen, baby!” Zack hollered. “I'm, like, all recovered and stuff! Ready for round eight?”
“Round eight?” Sephiroth assessed Genesis, moderately impressed. “Been working on your staying power, have you?”
“Ge-e-en!” Zack was whining outside the door now. “I broke the whipping post you strapped me to. I'm sorry. Do you have a spare?”
Angeal sputtered. “What the hell is this?” He marched to the door.
“Angeal, no!” Genesis protested. “Don't let him in here!” Angeal ignored him.
A bundle of black barreled in the second there was a crack in the door. “GENNY BABY!” Zack launched himself at the cringing redhead. “GenGen, sugar, baby doll, Master, please can we do that thing with the blindfold and the gerbil again?”
Angeal slammed the door. “You used a gerbil?”
Genesis shook his head violently. “It was a hamster.”
Sephiroth smirked and headed off to the kitchen. “Would anyone like a soda? I feel like getting a snack.”
Genesis bucked and writhed and succeeded in throwing Zack off. It shouldn't have taken as much effort as it did, Angeal noted. Zack was decently covered from neck to toe in what appeared to be some sort of full-body bondage gear with straps and laces everywhere. How the hell did the boy manage to make it all the way here?
“Gen, baby, don't run away from me,” Zack whined, trying his best to catch up with Genesis without falling over. Genesis took a flying leap and ducked down behind the tv.
“Stay where you are, Zack,” Genesis tried to order but it came out rather high-pitched and shaky. “I told you, no more tonight.”
“Aww!” Zack toppled over and hit the carpet with a thud. “So much for SOLDIER stamina,” he mumbled into the carpet, then embarked on a remarkable impersonation of a caterpillar.
Sephiroth came back in holding a fresh bag of microwave popcorn. He had the box with all the packs tucked under his arm. “Did I miss anything?” Angeal's only answer was the murder in his eyes. Sephiroth smirked and settled himself into a comfortable seat, resting one ankle on his knee to watch the proceedings.
Genesis was doing a fine crab crawl along the far wall, pale as a sheet and too shaken to think clearly. Zack was inching up on him, bit by bit, the rubber of the suit catching the sheen of the overhead lights. “Gen, don't run away from me, please,” Zack pleaded. “I need to feel you inside me again.”
Angeal grated his teeth. Sephiroth licked some extra salt off his lips and held the popcorn out. “Sounds like the puppy came down with that Syndrome. Want some?”
“Please, Gen.” Zack rolled onto his side and was wriggling like an eel. “I want to taste you. The lashes aren't stinging so bad anymore. Think you could bend me over the table and give me a fresh set?”
Genesis whimpered, eyes darting about the room. He met Angeal's fury with a gaze that begged for a mercy Angeal wasn't giving. Genesis's eyes watered somewhat and he crawled to the end of the couch as if seeking shelter under the arm.
“Genesis, can you do that thing with the electricity on my nipples again?”
Angeal groaned and collapsed onto the couch next to Sephiroth, head in his hands. Sephiroth offered him the popcorn again. “Your pup's really flexible.” Angeal only groaned some more. This was not how it was supposed to go.
“Please, Gen,” Zack moaned, within inches of Genesis now, straining and aching to rub his cheek against the redhead's thigh. “I liked it when you held the pillow over my face. I've never felt anything like that. Can we try that again too?”
“Zack,” Genesis tried not to squeak. “You weren't supposed to like it that much.”
“I've heard of this one,” Sephiroth snickered. “Orgasm-induced love obsession, no matter the means. Great Weapon of Crass Seduction you have there, Gen.” Angeal smacked Sephiroth soundly in the back of the head.
Zack looked up, confused. “How could I not like it? It never feels like that when I do it myself.” He bucked his hips slightly, the bulge there highlighted in the reflective material. He nipped gently at Genesis's pant leg. “Please, Gen, nobody's ever made me feel so good.”
“It's not supposed to feel good,” Genesis snapped, trying to roll away. He wouldn't kick the puppy, not with Angeal watching. The only thing he succeeded in doing was bringing his crotch minimally closer to Zack's head. A demon fire flared up in the boy's eyes. Genesis grit his teeth and growled. “It was supposed to HURT!”
“And it did, Gen!” Zack's eyelids fluttered. “It hurt so much I thought I'd die. Every time I thought I couldn't possibly take any more, you'd find some other way to hurt me, you know, there.” Zack's face flushed slightly.
“Puppy,” Angeal murmured. “You want it to hurt?”
Sephiroth munched more popcorn. “Pup's a masochist,” he mumbled, mouth half-full. “What d'you know.”
“It wasn't just supposed to hurt your virgin ass,” Genesis growled. “I wanted to shame you and degrade you and shatter your little puppy spirit.”
“Didn't you?” Zack whispered, inching closer. “When I cried, when I begged, when you tightened that belt around my neck and only let go so I could suck you off properly...” He lurched forward on the floor and nuzzled Genesis's knee. “Didn't you put me back the way you wanted me? I'll do anything you want, please, Genesis.” Zack stretched himself out to full length on his stomach, ensuring that his rubber-clad rear end was perfectly displayed. “You said you could make me do whatever you wanted me to. Please, Gen, I'll do it, anything you ask. I just need to feel you in me again, filling me up till I tear inside.”
Sephiroth shifted in his seat and nudged Angeal, who was staring off blankly into the distance. Genesis turned his head, pleading for assistance nobody was of a mind to give him. “Don't look at me,” Sephiroth said, heating up another bag of popcorn with his bare hands. “You plow him and reap him, now you have to keep him.”
“I don't want to keep him!” Genesis hissed, snapping Angeal out of his fleeting catatonia.
“You don't GET to keep him!” Angeal snapped. “He's supposed to be mine!”
“Then take him, for Goddess's sake,” Genesis screamed. “Just take him already! My hips can't handle him!”
Sephiroth and Angeal stared. “Good gravy, Gen,” Angeal sighed. “Where's your pride?”
“Hey!” Zack hollered from the floor. “Don't I get a say in this?”
“Hmm.” Sephiroth frowned. “Technically, since you're the, uh, victim, you should have the greatest say here, but I'm starting to wonder, who raped who exactly?”
Zack tilted his head at the General. “Hey, he's the one who did that thing with the ginger. All I did was lie there.”
Sephiroth's face fell. He stared at Genesis. “You figged him?”
Genesis turned pink and looked away. “I'm sorry.”
“How could you?” Sephiroth stood, furious. “That was OUR special thing!” He marched off to the kitchen again, abandoning his popcorn and the drama unfolding in the living room.
Angeal bent low and hauled Zack upright by one of the straps on the bondage suit. “Listen, puppy, what Gen did was very, very wrong, in more ways than one and clearly,” he paused to give Genesis a meaningful glare but the man was sniffling into the carpet now. “Clearly,” Angeal continued, “he has no desire to continue... whatever it is you two got up to. From now on, if you have intense physical needs, you are to come to me, got it?”
Zack wrinkled his nose. “Dude, please.”
Angeal frowned. “What's the matter?”
Zack struggled to squirm around into a semblance of a seated position. “How the heck am I supposed to be satisfied with you after a wild night with Gen there?”
“Are you calling me inadequate?”
Zack rolled his eyes. “I didn't say that, Angeal, but you and I both know you're not going to be whipping out the nipple clamps for me.”
“Whatever gave you that impression, puppy?”
“It's that, exactly! You had my hopes up at first with all the 'puppy' business but you never do anything worse than increase my training. Heck, even with all my misbehaving on purpose, not once did you even swat my rump with a rolled up newspaper. So how can I expect you to suspend me from the ceiling and feed me cock? You're just too darned tender.”
Angeal was thoughtful for a moment. “You want it rough, huh, pup?”
“And kinky!”
Angeal raised one eyebrow. “And painful?”
“Yes, please.” Zack spared a fond look for Genesis, red-eyed and red-nosed on the floor.
Angeal smirked. “You want every act, even the softest, gentlest acts of intimacy to sear you with pain?”
“That's the way, uh huh,” Zack shrugged apologetically, “I like it.”
“Then what do you think of this?” Angeal reached for his belt and released his 'boy', more commonly whispered about in SOLDIER as a veritable Weapon of Ass Destruction. Zack's eyes went wide. Angeal grinned. “There's a reason I take my time breaking a new partner in, puppy. So what do you say? Think you can handle this?”
Zack swallowed. Genesis was well-endowed but he'd had to resort to a multitude of toys to really bring on the pain. With Angeal, every encounter would be an exercise in endurance. “Uh, I want to try.”
Angeal looked him over carefully. “Alright, pup, we'll give it a shot. But first let's cut you out of all that rubber, okay?” He bent down to scoop Zack up and take him somewhere more private.
“Can we try right now, Angeal?” Zack asked. “Gen left a vibrator in me but the battery ran down about an hour ago.”
“If you insist, Zack,” Angeal sighed. “Lube or no lube?”
Genesis curled up tight on the floor and listened for the sound of the door shutting. Their voices faded down the hall and he was soon left with only the sound of his own breathing. He closed his eyes and promised himself to be strong.
Strong hands on him shocked him back to full awareness. Sephiroth was pulling him aright, picking him up much as Angeal had done to Zack, and settling him on the couch. “Here,” Sephiroth said, handing him a glass of water.
Genesis took it, throat parched. “Thank you,” he croaked.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Sephiroth asked, face blank.
Genesis stared down into the water. “Why? You don't want to hear it.”
Sephiroth sighed. “I was hasty.” He brushed Genesis's shoulder. “I know you. I should have known you wouldn't have gone that far lightly.”
Genesis refused to cry or even sniffle. He shook his head, trying to bury it all, knowing he really could only blame himself for it. There was nothing to do now but trust that Angeal could contain the situation. “He kept asking for more,” Genesis said. “And I thought I was breaking him, but he just wanted and wanted and I couldn't keep up.”
“He's a teenager,” Sephiroth said, “and you're not getting any younger.” Genesis glared at him. Sephiroth ignored it, enfolding his shaken redheaded fool of a lover in his arms. “Relax. After everything you did to him, I'm sure your reputation as a bedroom bastard is secure.”
“You sure?” Genesis tried to put some growl into it to cover the tremor.
“I'm sure.” Sephiroth said, stroking the auburn hair. He sighed. Looked like there were some hurts being comforted here after all.
“Oh, Gen?”
“Hmm?”
“You remembered to get the hamster out, right?”