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Unstable	By : albedosreqium Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1047 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Don't own anything in the FF7 universe, just using for my own amusement and hopefully yours as well. I do not make any profit from publishing this story... enjoy

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Summary: Genesis gets congratulated by Sephiroth in the most unexpected way. Genesis and Sephiroth start their turbulent relationship and you should all pity poor Angeal! A Collab between Soyna and BMIK
Rating: If you have read any of BMIK's or my stuff, you know this is rated Mature in nature. That means that there will be men love (yaoi), bad language and a lot of bad attitude as well.
Genesis: Soyna

Sephiroth and Lazard: BMIK

He bit into Genesis' waving finger.
It also served as a very vivid demonstration of the redhead's own words. And the smugness was gone from Genesis' face too, which almost made the General forget about his petulance and look satisfied, even a bit smug himself. "You shouldn't bite off more than you can chew."
Genesis looked at the teeth marks on his now throbbing finger. He was a little stunned that Sephiorth had done such a thing and stared at the small makers that were there.
He narrowed his eyes, "You have proven time and time again that you can't handle me for more than one round." He put his finger in his mouth to sooth the pain for a moment. He let it pop out and pointed it back with a challenge in his voice. He kept his finger a little more out of the way this time though. He would rather have other things nibbled on. "Is that what it is?" he mocked.
"Oh? You can have more of that," Sephiroth growled, predatorily, making a few stalking movements by slowly circling Genesis as if he was prey. His muscles moved smoothly, confidently and his fingers flexed. All the talking about sex had made a fire stir in his body that seemed to burn him from the inside. He was too full of energy, lust and anger which swirled and twisted him and boiled into a dangerous mixture. Unconsciously, the General licked his lips. In the blink of an eye he pressed Genesis against the wall, harshly, one hand on the man's throat, the other on his hip, crawling to Genesis' ass and clawing there.
"You have no idea what kind of monster you are dealing with," he almost whispered, baring his teeth, pushing Genesis' head back to bare his throat and lick over it slowly, sensually and strangely threatening.
Genesis was shocked and then thrilled at the hold that he was suddenly in. He had gotten to Sephiroth and that was a wonder feat. Of course, he hadn't planned on doing it inside a maintenance closet. He had lost control again.
Well, he had to gain control back then.
He turned his head and let the General lick up the side of his neck. He liked that, but he couldn't let him turn into a snivelling bottom without a fight (even though he liked being restrained more than he ever thought he would). He put his hands on Sephiroth's chest and pushed him back, and was pleased when he crashed against the wall and he was the one that was in control again. He pushed a knee in between Sephiroth's legs and could feel his hardness there. He kept his hands on his chest and could feel his heart pounding.
Oh, yes, Sephiroth was his.
"Are you saying that I can't handle you, huh? I beg to differ. I think you are the one that can't handle me," Genesis said as he leaned in and tried to get his mouth on Sephiroth's neck. He had such a tasty neck.
"We will see about that," Sephiroth growled. Using Genesis' distracted state he grabbed the man and they turned about 180 degree. There was an old desk in the cramped room too and Sephiroth forced Genesis against it. At the same time he pulled the redhead closer against his loins, massaging his ass with demanding, possessive movements
His other hand impatiently tore at Genesis' uniform, not bothering much with buttons or zippers but simply getting it off. A nipple was revealed, peeking shyly up as the redhead's shirt got pulled up roughly. Sephiroth instantly bit into it, feeling it harden under the ministrations of his flicking tongue and sharp teeth.
Genesis let out a scream and grabbed at Sephiroth. Sephiroth's hands were absolutely everywhere and the bite ...
... he liked it.
But he wasn't going to end up naked first. He grabbed at the General's jacket and tried to tug it off and tried to pull it off his shoulders. He got his leg in between them and pushed. He felt some his clothes rip and Sephiroth's jacket was pulled roughly down his shoulders.
Genesis tried to get of his feet so that he could push the man against the wall again. He was not going to be at a disadvantage in this case and he was just not going to bend over and take it, he was going to make Sephiroth work for it.
Like it was meant to be.
Genesis didn't hear the knocking at the door asking if everything was okay.
"Go away, we are busy," Sephiroth shouted, fighting off Genesis' attempts to overthrow him. If anything it fuelled his desire and determination.
Outside Lazard tried hard to hear what was going on inside. It sounded violent, but there was no talking anymore. The voices and words had been muffled, but he had gotten a general idea that made the blood shoot into his face. His questioning gaze fell onto Angeal. The man knew his friends best and would also know if they needed help.
"Darn right, we're busy," Genesis purred and tugged at the straps on Sephiroth's chest, but lost his grip as Sephiroth twisted out of his grasp. He had some wonderful naughty images of what he would like to do with them but that could wait for another day. He just wanted them and his belly armour off, because it was getting in the way of freeing the man from his pants.
"For a man that doesn't wear a shirt, you have too many clothes," Genesis complained and grunted. He wanted Sephiroth naked first, damn it and at this rate he was going to lose. He twisted and used all his agility to avoid his hands but it was like Sephiroth had eight of them. He grabbed at the straps again and tugged, hard.
Sephiroth himself had clever fingers and he was used to unbuckling those straps, so he got rid of them relatively easy. Genesis' white belly was revealed, which flexed and moved with the man's attempts to get Sephiroth naked. Not able to resist, the General lowered his head and dipped in his tongue into Genesis' navel without warning, the slick muscle moving sensually, penetrating the little hole.
Outside Angeal stared at the door blankly, trying to comprehend how they could get from hateful bitching and fighting to fucking in less than a minute. He felt like pounding his forehead against a wall repeatedly and methodically.
"Director, sir," he finally said, turning around to the red-faced blond "I think we should leave now. They will be all right on their own."
Lazard blinked at Angeal as he was still trying to truly comprehend what was going on inside. "Are you sure?" It was an automatic response.
There was a loud thump and a yell. "Fuck!" It sounded like Genesis. "Keep that tongue in your mouth until I getyou out of your clothes!" Definitely Genesis. Lazard just stared at the door, imagining what was going on the other side and wishing that Angeal would open the door so that he could see.
Genesis grabbed a handful of Sephiroth's hair and tugged, trying to get the upper hand back while still trying to get his clothes off.
Unfazed Sephiroth let his tongue swirl in that little dent, looking up at Genesis smugly before diving in again. The tugging at his hair did hurt, but he was used to that; had his hair been a hindrance he would have cut it long ago. His dextrous fingers were already working on Genesis' pants, pulling them lower and lower.
"Be my guest ... if you can," he purred, slipping his fingers under the waistband, and revealing the head of a juicy, hard cock.
"Yes, we should definitely go," Angeal said decidedly, stepping away from the door with an exasperated frown.
Lazard looked at the door but he didn't really want to leave. Angeal was giving him a hard look as he put his hand on the wall.
"Your pants are coming off first!" Was the yell that came from inside the closet and the door shook from the force of impact. He raised his eyebrows at the sound, before he questioned what they were doing, Angeal grabbed his arm and started to drag him off.
Genesis smirked at the stunned and flushed look on Sephiroth's face. Sephiroth would learn not to underestimate his leg strength as he got his foot in between them and pushed. It was rather gratifying that he was able to push him with that much force and then see the hunger still in his eyes. He quickly tucked himself back painfully in his pants. He was determined to get him naked first and if that didn't happen, it was going to be a hell of a fight.
The last thing Lazard heard was a strangely excited growl that sounded suspiciously like, "You horny little bitch, just you wait till I'm done with you!" He felt his knees weaken and his blood boil. Why did Angeal have to drag him away? It reminded him that actually, Lazard was the one in charge and thus he donned his serious business attitude again, stopping.
"Thank you for escorting me, but I will find the way to my office myself now," he intoned friendly, but decidedly, trying his best to look serious and professional.
In the closet the fight for dominance continued. Sephiroth found Genesis' teeth buried deep in his shoulders and his fingers clawing over his chest, leaving red, angry stripes behind on white skin. The General didn't care, he kept pushing Genesis back. When it came to raw strength the redhead stood no chance and if Sephiroth had reallywanted to end this he would have. But Genesis trying to fight him off was kind of cute; it was like playing with a little kitten that kept clawing with its tiny paws.
Genesis knew he was loosing. Sephiroth still had his pants on. He had gotten the jacket off so that he could get a good bite on the General's shoulder and Sephiroth seemed to get further excited when he scratched him.
The marks looked good on him.
The marks looked even better knowing that he was making them on Sephiroth.
He finally got his hands on the button of Sephiroth's pants and they were unceremoniously pulled down and Genesis trapped the General's thighs making it difficult for him to move and use his legs to attack back. He was sure that Sephiroth didn't strip him completely because of that.
"You can't fuck me with those pants on," Genesis blurted.
He had never been so turned on in his life as he was at this moment. He just wanted Sephiroth naked and he wanted him naked, ten minutes ago!
"I can't?" Sephiroth tilted his head in mock confusion. He wanted to fuck Genesis up against the wall, it was a sudden urge that made him dizzy with desire but that would only work if Genesis wouldn't struggle. Too much at least.
Outside the Director had returned and pressed his ear against the door. He heard heavy panting and some moans and wished he could look inside, but he didn't dare open the door even a bit to peep ... This time he had locked the door to the training hall so no one would interrupt them, but that wasn't enough. Lazard was pretty sure that the things going on inside had absolutely nothing to do with professional training. As undignified as it was he had to adjust the aching stick pressing against the too tight fabric of his pants, forming a visible, long and suffering shape.
"If you are going to fuck me, I want to be fucked properly! No fucking clothes," Genesis said, "Just your dick hanging out of your pants is not acceptable. You strip or else I am going to give you a whole new set of scars."
Genesis liked how the scratches and bite marks he had given Sephiorth already and wouldn't mind giving him more. Now it was all a determination of how far Sephiroth really wanted to go.
"Aren't you the epitome of charm today," Sephiroth replied sweetly, his eyes roaming over Genesis being readily sprawled out, promising passionate, mind-blowing sex. Suddenly he bent over his lips close to Genesis' ear, his naked erection pressed against Genesis'. "All right. You get rid of my pants in ten seconds and I will fuck the living daylights out of you. If you fail however..." His wet tongue licked a tingling trail over Genesis' ear shell.
Outside Lazard held his breath. There was no way they could not mean what they said. He almost wished Genesis wouldn't make it so he could take the General's place...
"I won't fail," Genesis said simply and slid to his knees. The only way to get his pants completely off was to deal with his monster boots. Three buckles on each side and a couple of harsh tugs and the pants would be free and he would get the ride he had been asking for.
Sephiroth started to fight him off after five seconds, and he only had one boot off. He threw that against the wall near the door and chuckled as it stuck there. That wasn't his concern. He was getting Sephiroth naked and that was all there was to it. This was his whole focus right now. He wasn't just going to be pushed against the wall and fucked. He wanted to ride. He wanted his legs wrapped around his waist and his hands digging grooves in his shoulders and Sephiroth pounding him. He did not want to end up on the floor being rutted again.
He was damn well going to get what he wanted.
But Sephiroth's boots were so fucking difficult.
Sephiroth's expression went from challenging and smug to blank and finally impatient as it became clear that Genesis would not be able to get rid of his boots in time. The seconds passed, then adding up to a minute and the redhead was still tugging at Sephiroth's boot, starting to cuss and spit profanities. Eventually the silver haired man rolled his eyes and pushed Genesis' hand away to get rid of the boot himself.
Genesis did not like being pushed away from all his hard work but seeing Sephiroth bend over and the long silver hair fall like a gently sun beam down his back and then to expose a very very bite-able looking ass to his view was worth it.
"Fuckin' boot," Genesis said as he admired the view and wondered what it would be like to take a bite out of that ass and play with the heavy balls that were dangling within his view.
Self control was not one of the things that he was good at. His hands moved forward on its own cupped the tempting balls as Sephiroth finished with his other boot. One hand gently on the balls and one hand grabbing a handful of hair and tugging so that Sephiroth's neck arched.
Genesis had to close his eyes for a moment to make sure that he didn't loose his load.
Sephiroth hissed, but the withdrawn look on Genesis' face appeased him enough to get rid of his pants too. It wasn't that easy with Genesis' fingers still curled around his hair and balls, but the pressure only added to his lust. Angeal was totally forgotten, as was the Director, because they were only focused on themselves and their hard, aroused bodies. Their uniforms were piled all over the room and their naked skin was sweaty, scratched and hot.
"Let go of my hair," Sephiroth demanded, turning around and forcing himself between Genesis' legs. His hand cupped a tight buttock to squeeze and massage it again, because he wanted inside that narrow, warm ass.
Genesis grinned and gave it a tug. He was not going to be pushed against the wall. He wanted to be fucked face to face. He used that hair as leverage and wrapped one of his legs around Sephiroth's waist and hoisted up, so that he was nearly suspended as his other leg was no longer touching the ground. He finally was going to get what he wanted out of the man.
He let go of the hair and placed a firm grip on the General's shoulder as he was well aware of Sephiroth's hand cupping and spreading his ass cheeks.
The position Genesis took was not what Sephiroth had had in mind and for a moment he was confused in an unpleasant way. However he had an ability to quickly adjust to changes in plans, to be flexible and the way Genesis was straddling his lap was quite interesting. He hadn't been in that position for a long time and if Genesis earned his right to be atop of him he would grant the redhead the honour of being there. First he bucked his hips though, attempting to shake the redhead off. The friction on his cock was pure bliss.
"Now what's that? Are we playing little cowgirl?" he smirked, bucking again, violently and powerfully. Genesis landing on his ass on the cold floor would be a hilarious sight.
Genesis snorted and held on, tight as Sephiroth was trying to shake him off. He dug his nails into Sephiorth shoulder as he rubbed his ass against the cock that was now positioned between his cheeks. He also used his strong thigh muscles to grip around his waist even tighter. He hoped that Sephiroth had some lube, but he would take him dry if he had too just to prove to the man that he was his and that he as finally in control.
"A good rider knows how to control his beast," Genesis gasped as he struggled to remain in his position. The last thing he wanted was to end up on the floor on his hands and knees and Sephiroth pounding into him. It would be good, but this was going to be so much better, and less humiliating.
Sephiroth laughed at that. It sounded amused, and a bit patronizing. "No rider can ever control a beast. The beast chooses to go along with the rider's antics for a while, but he can never know when the beast will strike and bring about his downfall." The last words he purred. Genesis' nails in his chest were drawing little droplets of blood, but Sephiroth didn't care. He bucked again, letting his hard flesh glide along the twitching, clenching hole that Genesis seemed eager to have filled.
Genesis sighed in response. He wanted this so much... The sight of Sephiroth covered with his scratches and the small welts of blood, he wanted to feel more. Being held and teased was not enough. He wanted more and his cock poking at him was exactly what he wanted.
He looked around the room and saw a small pink bottle on the table. He leaned over to try to reach for that. "Sephiroth... we need that," he whined as he stretched for it. He hoped Sephiroth understood why they needed it.
Genesis was getting to the point where he was thinking that it couldn't be too bad if they fucked dry. He knew he would really regret it later, but the snoop would do the trick. "Use that," Genesis said as he raked one hand down his sides.
He loved how beautiful the red looked against Sephiroth's skin.
"You need something?" Sephiroth teased, easily grabbing the bottle and holding it behind his back. His head dipped forward though and his teeth sank into Genesis' collarbone and then into his exposed nipple, chewing it. "You ask for it," he breathed, pushing his hips up again. It was the least Genesis could do after Sephiroth had so graciously allowed the redhead to ride him, even though Genesis had lost the bet.
"Otherwise I will fuck you dry."
Outside Lazard's face went redder and redder. He so wanted to see it, but he still didn't dare. He didn't even dare opening his pants to free his cock and stroke it... But he was so goddamn horny from the sounds and his imagination alone!
"Damn you," Genesis said as he had conflicting feelings. One part of him wanted to reach over and pour the bottle all over his dick and the other part of him wanted to make sure that Sephiroth kept nibbling on his skin. It felt absolutely amazing.
"I need that," he said. "Sephiroth." He couldn't help but groan out the man's name. "Please. No more games and let me ride!"
Thrilled, Sephiroth handed over the bottle that Genesis wanted to use as lube. How could he possibly deny such a request? His cock yearned to be inside Genesis. He only really pretended to keep up a facade of control; one minute longer and he would have entered the redhead dry, because he couldn't wait any longer.
Genesis grabbed the bottle and held onto Sephiroth with just one hand. Genesis wasn't sure how he was going to use the stuff. It was quite thin but it was very slippery.
"We have to start carrying proper lube around," Genesis mumbled, "If we are going to keep doing things like this." He shifted his weight and held the bottle to the middle of Sephiroth's chest and started to pour it down. "Slick it up and get it in there." Genesis said as he reached around with the liquid that was on his fingers and quickly slipped his own fingers inside himself. He was not willing to move too much from the position he was in. He was not relinquishing the hold that he had around his waist.
He wanted this and now and he was going to get what he wanted for a change.
Sephiroth smirked, lazily stroking his cock, slicking it. Genesis appeared so busy now, so horny... The comment about carrying lube around just in case went ignored by the General, because he didn't want to think about such things now. They always came with the bitter aftertaste of establishing a routine and routine was what Sephiroth tried to escape.
His fingers dug into Genesis' soft flesh as the General positioned himself, his moist, glistening cock at the man's entrance. He forced the redhead's hips down so Genesis would impale himself on Sephiroth's hard flesh.
Genesis let out a deep groan as he went back to pawing at Sephiroth's shoulders.
Sephiroth knew how to fuck and that was all there was to it. It was perfect as it slid inside, even with the makeshift lube. He started to rock and position himself so that it was hitting that perfect spot inside of him.
Genesis let out a scream as he found the perfect pace and angel. He gripped his legs tighter around Sephiroth and rode. He closed his eyes and just let himself feel everything. The arms around his waist, the hardness inside of him, the wonderful short breaths that he was causing Sephiroth. He used all his muscle control that he had spent a lifetime developing to ride the General.
"I'm," Genesis said and groaned, "going to owe Angeal a whole case of vodka for locking us in the closet."
"Stop talking and keep moving," Sephiroth grunted, quickening things up a bit by meeting Genesis' fluid movements with powerful, deep thrusts of his own. The press conference would be soon, as annoying as it was, and he had absolutely no excuse to not be there...
Genesis' fierce aching, and rising and falling effectively pushed the General's busy thoughts aside, because the redhead was really good at this. Besides the sight of him penetrating himself with Sephiroth's cock as if it was a mere tool made for his pleasure, the way his eyes were half closed, his back arched, his head fell back and urgent, deep moans fell from his parted lips was a major turn on. Genesis' own red dick bounced back and forth between his legs, his naked skin was flushed and glistening and altogether he was just too beautiful to be real. It made Sephiroth almost apathetic as he stared from under hooded lids, his face impassive.
Genesis sped up the pace as much as his aching thighs would allow. He was going to have a sore ass and sore thighs after this.
"Touch me," he begged. He needed a bit more friction on his neglected cock and he would go over the edge and he was using all his strength in his arms to keep himself moving on Sephiroth cock.
Dizzy, the General moved his hand from Genesis' thigh to his cock, embracing the thick flesh in his palm. It throbbed and was warm and the veins pulsed in his grip as he started a slow rhythm at first, pulling the thin skin down and then up. Sephiroth's own orgasm built rapidly. His body felt heavy and light with rising excitement. His skin tingled and hurt at the same time where Genesis had left his marks. The General's hips shot up, ramming his dick deep inside his partner, causing moans and gasps.
Outside Lazard assumed from the speed of their moans, and the quick slapping noises of their bodies that they were about to be done. He felt light- headed and desperate, sweat running down his temple, because he was so turned on by the noises and the forbidden acts he was committing by peeping on his inferiors, but he had no outlet for it.
It didn't take but a few strokes for Genesis to burst. Genesis threw himself forward and buried his face in Sephiroth's neck and bit it as he came, screaming his name into his flesh. It took all of Genesis' strength to keep moving despite the urge to stop. He wasn't going to stop until Sephiroth came and realized that his ass ... belong with him.
Genesis was not sure if he liked how that sounded in his own head, but pushed that aside as he concentrated on moving and making Sephiroth scream for him.
Despite Genesis' efforts to quiet himself down Lazard could hear him very clearly. They were obviously having a blast and for a moment the Director imagined himself sandwiched between them: Sephiroth's powerful cock in his ass and Genesis' tight rear clenching around his own aching cock. It was almost too much.
Inside the closet Sephiroth grunted as Genesis' semen spilled over his hand and onto his twitching belly. He pounded into the redhead's firm, heavenly ass and came only a few thrusts later with a groan, his fingers buried deep in Genesis' hair and pressing the man's mouth closer to the wound he was biting.
Genesis was grateful to finally stop moving as it was too much. He didn't ask Sephiroth to move though. He didn't want to be just shunned again and he hated that he was feeling like he was going to be just left as a used toy again.
Sephiroth was his. He had bitten and scratched him. The bite that he began to lick in order to sooth it, was still bleeding slightly. The grip on his hair lessened but did not move.
He loosened his legs from around the General but did not relinquish his hold. He could feel Sephiroth softening inside of him as well as the sting from the rough sex. He didn't open his eyes and held on.
He wasn't going to let Sephiroth just push him aside again. He had to realize now that they were more than just quick fucks to each other. He just had too.
"Get up. I have a press conference to attend to." Sephiroth stared at the ceiling, drained of his energy. He didn't particularly feel like getting up, but he had duties to fulfil. And he needed to quickly get a shower before appearing on camera.
Outside Lazard moaned, clamping his cock through his pants. He had to leave, before they would see him, but with a massive hard-on that was easier said than done. He needed to get to his office without anyone seeing him and he needed to get rid of his erection before the conference that would be in half an hour!
Inside Genesis lifted himself off of Sephiroth still trying to catch his breath. He wanted to admire the scratched and bitten man a little while longer. Just a little while but knew that he couldn't dally too much. He lifted himself up and looked at the clothes around the room and then back down at Sephiorth with a smirk and still straddling the man. "Do you need to borrow my shirt?"
Sephiroth snorted, pushing Genesis off. He inspected his deeply scratched ad bitten chest with a frown. A shirt would have been a good idea indeed, but that would have drawn only more questions because Sephiroth never wore a shirt. And those wounds could be passed off as evidence of a fierce fight as well.
"Hand me my stuff," he said distractedly, still inspecting his chest.
Genesis moved off of him. "Find your own shit, you ruined my shirt," Genesis said as he picked up his and held it up, "So you couldn't even wear it if I could offer it." He sat cross legged, and remained naked on the floor with the tattered shirt in his hand.
Wordlessly Sephiroth got up and grabbed his clothes. He didn't have time to bother with the redhead's mood swings. He had just given Genesis a grandiose fuck, so what was he complaining about now anyways? Sephiroth didn't get it.
Not bothering to put them on he opened the door and went straight to the showers in the adjoining room, because it was late. Neither of them noticed Lazard, who had hidden in the training room and who really wished that he had left. Seeing first Sephiroth storm off to the shower, covered in scratches and very naked ... he really needed to get out of there and take care of the stiff problem in his pants.
There was also Genesis slowly and gracefully standing up, naked and holding his tattered shirt as he gathered the remains of his clothes.
Lazard remained hidden until he was gone as well. Then he had to deal with a way to cool himself down.
Genesis was tempted to follow Sephiroth but didn't. He had learned his lesson. Sephiroth didn't like all that affection stuff after sex, even thought it was what he craved but he did feel a little bit of an accomplishment.
He had made Sephiroth fuck him with a wave of a finger. He looked at his finger that Sephiroth had bitten. The man couldn't be as unaffected as he acted and Genesis held that smug thought inside.
He smiled as he put on his pants and walked uncomfortably out of the training room and headed back to his apartment. He would have time for a quick shower before he got to watch Sephiroth's press conference.

For those of you that don't know, snoop is just soap and water, used to check for gas leaks. It is think and slippery. Probably not the most comfortable lube.
These two are so complicated.
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