Run in Packs
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
39
Views:
1,176
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything from FFVII, and I make no money from this fiction.
Heat
Title: Run in Packs~Heat
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites and Mailing List: See links under user information
Beta: None
Chapter: Ficlet
Pairings: None really
Rating: PG
Warnings: Anthro (do I need to keep saying this?)
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.
Summary: From prompt: Cloud - the next time he's in heat, and what to do about it
If you’re getting confused about what drabble goes where, go to the Chronological Order Post
“Gen…Gen please, I need…” Cloud panted and writhed, unable to help himself as he ground against the older wolf. He sobbed, “Please, let them in. Please.”
“I can’t, pup,” Genesis said, his voice a little scolding. “You know I can’t. They can’t help themselves.”
“I don’t care,” Cloud growled and sunk his teeth into the pale, vulnerable neck above him.
Genesis hissed at the pain, but didn’t move from where he had Cloud pinned to the bedding. Cloud screamed in frustration and thrust his hips hard against Genesis. “Let me go. I need them, you selfish bitch.”
The red wolf smiled, but it looked more like sympathetic grimace. “I know, baby. I know what it feels like.”
“No you don’t! You don’t!” Cloud collapsed to the bed, crying. “You don’t know.”
“Yes, I do. I know. I’ve been through it, believe me.”
Cloud’s eyes flared with anger and lust. “Then let me the fuck go.”
Genesis struggled with Cloud’s renewed battling, but managed to reign in the pup. “The last thing we need,” he grunted as he wrestled Cloud’s hands back to the bed, “is for you to get pregnant. We don’t need our puppies to be having puppies.”
Angered and mad with breeding heat, Cloud fought and struggled and flung himself at Genesis until he lay in a spent, exhausted heap on the bedding. Genesis slowly, hesitantly pulled back, waiting for any indication that the pup was going to bolt toward the door. Cloud stayed in a panting, quietly crying pile. Satisfied, Genesis collapsed to the side of Cloud and immediately gathered him into his arms.
“I’m so sorry, little pup,” Genesis murmured into Cloud’s hair. “I know it hurts, and it wants, and it’s madness. I know. But you’re not ready. None of us are ready.”
Cloud sniffled, breath hitching. “Thank you. I know I won’t be saying that in a few minutes when the hormones hit again, but thank you.”
Genesis smiled and stroked Cloud’s back. “You’re welcome. And you’re damned lucky I’m not attracted to my own…” he paused. “What the fuck are we anyway? Are we a sex?”
The blond pup giggled tiredly. “I think we’re a sex.”
Cloud cuddled in, taking what comfort he could during the lull in heat induced insanity. “Is it weird that I think about what it would be like, to have puppies…I mean, babies?”
“Not so strange,” the red wolf grinned. “I think about it, too.”
“Will you ever…” Cloud hesitated. “Will you ever? Have pup…babies?”
Genesis’ smile turned a little sad. “We don’t know that I can, little love. The first breeding experiment caused a lot of damage…”
“But you haven’t tried since?”
A gentle shake of the head.
“What do you do, during…” Cloud waved his hand to indicate their current situation.
Genesis sighed. “Drugs.”
Cloud shrank a little against the bigger wolf. “Oh.” The blond was quiet for a bit. “Thank you for not drugging me.”
“Again, you’re welcome.”
It was quiet for awhile and Cloud slipped into a light sleep. Genesis sighed heavily and cuddled Cloud. Yes, he did think about puppies, despite himself. It shouldn’t have been a natural thing to think about. He hadn’t been born like this. He’d spent the majority of his life a man. Albeit, a genetically, mako-injected fucked up man, but a man none-the-less. Then, he’d been turned into an animal. And then, he’d been turned into a fucking hermaphrodite.
But…he had a pack. And they loved each other. And lately, he’d been allowing himself to…to…discover who he was now. He wasn’t a man, he wasn’t even male.
And inside, he wanted his pack. He wanted to make sure they were fed, that they had a den. He wanted to play with his mates and let them pile on him at night. He wanted…
…wanted to chase puppies around their den. Teach them how to hunt, to fight, to survive.
Cloud groaned in his sleep and ground himself against Genesis’ leg.
Genesis sighed heavily. But before he could do all that…he had to make sure this puppy got a chance to grow up without having to raise puppies on his own.
The blond woke up and immediately twisted, trying to escape toward the scent of malematelust. Genesis flung himself on top of the squirming wolfling.
He’d have to think of the future later.
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites and Mailing List: See links under user information
Beta: None
Chapter: Ficlet
Pairings: None really
Rating: PG
Warnings: Anthro (do I need to keep saying this?)
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.
Summary: From prompt: Cloud - the next time he's in heat, and what to do about it
If you’re getting confused about what drabble goes where, go to the Chronological Order Post
“Gen…Gen please, I need…” Cloud panted and writhed, unable to help himself as he ground against the older wolf. He sobbed, “Please, let them in. Please.”
“I can’t, pup,” Genesis said, his voice a little scolding. “You know I can’t. They can’t help themselves.”
“I don’t care,” Cloud growled and sunk his teeth into the pale, vulnerable neck above him.
Genesis hissed at the pain, but didn’t move from where he had Cloud pinned to the bedding. Cloud screamed in frustration and thrust his hips hard against Genesis. “Let me go. I need them, you selfish bitch.”
The red wolf smiled, but it looked more like sympathetic grimace. “I know, baby. I know what it feels like.”
“No you don’t! You don’t!” Cloud collapsed to the bed, crying. “You don’t know.”
“Yes, I do. I know. I’ve been through it, believe me.”
Cloud’s eyes flared with anger and lust. “Then let me the fuck go.”
Genesis struggled with Cloud’s renewed battling, but managed to reign in the pup. “The last thing we need,” he grunted as he wrestled Cloud’s hands back to the bed, “is for you to get pregnant. We don’t need our puppies to be having puppies.”
Angered and mad with breeding heat, Cloud fought and struggled and flung himself at Genesis until he lay in a spent, exhausted heap on the bedding. Genesis slowly, hesitantly pulled back, waiting for any indication that the pup was going to bolt toward the door. Cloud stayed in a panting, quietly crying pile. Satisfied, Genesis collapsed to the side of Cloud and immediately gathered him into his arms.
“I’m so sorry, little pup,” Genesis murmured into Cloud’s hair. “I know it hurts, and it wants, and it’s madness. I know. But you’re not ready. None of us are ready.”
Cloud sniffled, breath hitching. “Thank you. I know I won’t be saying that in a few minutes when the hormones hit again, but thank you.”
Genesis smiled and stroked Cloud’s back. “You’re welcome. And you’re damned lucky I’m not attracted to my own…” he paused. “What the fuck are we anyway? Are we a sex?”
The blond pup giggled tiredly. “I think we’re a sex.”
Cloud cuddled in, taking what comfort he could during the lull in heat induced insanity. “Is it weird that I think about what it would be like, to have puppies…I mean, babies?”
“Not so strange,” the red wolf grinned. “I think about it, too.”
“Will you ever…” Cloud hesitated. “Will you ever? Have pup…babies?”
Genesis’ smile turned a little sad. “We don’t know that I can, little love. The first breeding experiment caused a lot of damage…”
“But you haven’t tried since?”
A gentle shake of the head.
“What do you do, during…” Cloud waved his hand to indicate their current situation.
Genesis sighed. “Drugs.”
Cloud shrank a little against the bigger wolf. “Oh.” The blond was quiet for a bit. “Thank you for not drugging me.”
“Again, you’re welcome.”
It was quiet for awhile and Cloud slipped into a light sleep. Genesis sighed heavily and cuddled Cloud. Yes, he did think about puppies, despite himself. It shouldn’t have been a natural thing to think about. He hadn’t been born like this. He’d spent the majority of his life a man. Albeit, a genetically, mako-injected fucked up man, but a man none-the-less. Then, he’d been turned into an animal. And then, he’d been turned into a fucking hermaphrodite.
But…he had a pack. And they loved each other. And lately, he’d been allowing himself to…to…discover who he was now. He wasn’t a man, he wasn’t even male.
And inside, he wanted his pack. He wanted to make sure they were fed, that they had a den. He wanted to play with his mates and let them pile on him at night. He wanted…
…wanted to chase puppies around their den. Teach them how to hunt, to fight, to survive.
Cloud groaned in his sleep and ground himself against Genesis’ leg.
Genesis sighed heavily. But before he could do all that…he had to make sure this puppy got a chance to grow up without having to raise puppies on his own.
The blond woke up and immediately twisted, trying to escape toward the scent of malematelust. Genesis flung himself on top of the squirming wolfling.
He’d have to think of the future later.