Holiday Surprises
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Final Fantasy VII › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
21
Views:
1,225
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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Valentine's Day
Disclaimer: Well…I made penis pancakes once; does that count as ownership?
Warning: Zack abuse, penis pancakes, and cranky Cloud and Sephiroth.
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"!" a voice bellowed in Sephiroth's ear.
Rather than following the very explicit directions, the silver haired man rolled away from it, gripping the small body he found and pulling it to his chest. The body mumbled something unintelligible and curled up against him. Sephiroth yelped as he was struck over the head with a pillow, his emerald eyes glaring up at Zack who stood poised to strike again.
"Oh you're up," the brunet said cheerfully.
"You have five seconds to explain yourself before I get out of this bed and rip your fucking head off," the General growled.
"Don't get blood on the bedspread," Cloud muttered into Sephiroth's chest.
Zack just scowled at the pair before raising the pillow up again and smashing it down so that it hit both Cloud and Sephiroth's faces. The silver haired man reared up, snatching the pillow away from the First class and began to pummel him with it. Sephiroth's strength made the attack a little more brutal than a normal pillow strike, knocking Zack onto his butt as he squealed and batted at his assailant. Cloud just blinked at them for a moment before rolling over and pulling the blanket over his head. After about five minutes of nonstop pummeling later, Zack was curled up in a ball on the floor and Sephiroth finally left him alone, flopping back down on the bed and drawing the covers back over his head. Cloud instinctively moved to curl against the silver haired man once again.
"You two suck," Zack muttered from the floor, "So mean to me all the time. If I didn't know better I'd think you hated me."
"Hate you right now," Cloud muttered as he grabbed his pillow and chucked it at the brunet.
"Fine," the SOLDIER snapped as he caught the projectile before it could hit him, "Then I guess you get no pancakes. I'll just have to eat them all myself!"
"I'm up," the blond said as he lurched to a sitting position and tossed the blankets off his body.
Sephiroth groaned loudly as he reached for the covers. "Why do we need to get up so early?" the silver haired man muttered, "It's our day off!"
"Because it's Valentine's Day," Zack pouted as he jumped to his feet and grabbed Cloud's arm, pulling the boxer-clad cadet towards the door.
"Oh yay," the General deadpanned, "We get to celebrate the decapitation of a saint."
"With pancakes," Zack nodded as he pulled Cloud out of the room.
Dragging the blond into the kitchen, the SOLDIER deposited him in a chair at the counter before grabbing a plate and dumping a pancake on it. Spinning around to face Cloud once again, the brunet groaned in frustration. The blond had lain his head down on the counter and seemed to have fallen back asleep. Setting the plate back down, Zack grabbed the dishtowl from the sink and raised it to strike before pausing, a smirk spreading across his face. Setting the dishtowl on the counter in front of Cloud and grabbing a bottle of syrup, Zack moved silently behind Cloud. Raising the bottle, the SOLDIER drizzled the thick liquid over the blonde's back.
"What the hell Zack?" Cloud mumbled against the counter.
"I dunno," the brunet smirked, "But I think I should clean that up." Before Cloud could react, Zack leaned forward and ran his tongue along the drizzle of syrup. With a loud squeak the blond shot up into a sitting position, smacking Zack in the face with his back. "Ow," the SOLDIER groaned.
"Your own fault," a voice muttered from behind the pair.
"Shut up Seph," Zack groaned as he rubbed his forehead, "I thought you were going back to sleep."
"Once I'm up, I'm up," Sephiroth growled as he prowled into the kitchen, stopping once he came up to the plate full of pancakes, "Zack…please tell me that wasn't on purpose."
"What did he do?" Cloud muttered as he tried to rub the syrup off his back with the discarded dishtowl.
Sephiroth didn't answer, simply picking up the plate and showing the blond. The pancakes consisted of two conjoined circles and a long, almost cylindrical line coming out of them. "I made penis pancakes!" Zack said happily.
"Oh gods," Cloud groaned, "Well…pass me a plate, I'm hungry."
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Warning: Zack abuse, penis pancakes, and cranky Cloud and Sephiroth.
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"!" a voice bellowed in Sephiroth's ear.
Rather than following the very explicit directions, the silver haired man rolled away from it, gripping the small body he found and pulling it to his chest. The body mumbled something unintelligible and curled up against him. Sephiroth yelped as he was struck over the head with a pillow, his emerald eyes glaring up at Zack who stood poised to strike again.
"Oh you're up," the brunet said cheerfully.
"You have five seconds to explain yourself before I get out of this bed and rip your fucking head off," the General growled.
"Don't get blood on the bedspread," Cloud muttered into Sephiroth's chest.
Zack just scowled at the pair before raising the pillow up again and smashing it down so that it hit both Cloud and Sephiroth's faces. The silver haired man reared up, snatching the pillow away from the First class and began to pummel him with it. Sephiroth's strength made the attack a little more brutal than a normal pillow strike, knocking Zack onto his butt as he squealed and batted at his assailant. Cloud just blinked at them for a moment before rolling over and pulling the blanket over his head. After about five minutes of nonstop pummeling later, Zack was curled up in a ball on the floor and Sephiroth finally left him alone, flopping back down on the bed and drawing the covers back over his head. Cloud instinctively moved to curl against the silver haired man once again.
"You two suck," Zack muttered from the floor, "So mean to me all the time. If I didn't know better I'd think you hated me."
"Hate you right now," Cloud muttered as he grabbed his pillow and chucked it at the brunet.
"Fine," the SOLDIER snapped as he caught the projectile before it could hit him, "Then I guess you get no pancakes. I'll just have to eat them all myself!"
"I'm up," the blond said as he lurched to a sitting position and tossed the blankets off his body.
Sephiroth groaned loudly as he reached for the covers. "Why do we need to get up so early?" the silver haired man muttered, "It's our day off!"
"Because it's Valentine's Day," Zack pouted as he jumped to his feet and grabbed Cloud's arm, pulling the boxer-clad cadet towards the door.
"Oh yay," the General deadpanned, "We get to celebrate the decapitation of a saint."
"With pancakes," Zack nodded as he pulled Cloud out of the room.
Dragging the blond into the kitchen, the SOLDIER deposited him in a chair at the counter before grabbing a plate and dumping a pancake on it. Spinning around to face Cloud once again, the brunet groaned in frustration. The blond had lain his head down on the counter and seemed to have fallen back asleep. Setting the plate back down, Zack grabbed the dishtowl from the sink and raised it to strike before pausing, a smirk spreading across his face. Setting the dishtowl on the counter in front of Cloud and grabbing a bottle of syrup, Zack moved silently behind Cloud. Raising the bottle, the SOLDIER drizzled the thick liquid over the blonde's back.
"What the hell Zack?" Cloud mumbled against the counter.
"I dunno," the brunet smirked, "But I think I should clean that up." Before Cloud could react, Zack leaned forward and ran his tongue along the drizzle of syrup. With a loud squeak the blond shot up into a sitting position, smacking Zack in the face with his back. "Ow," the SOLDIER groaned.
"Your own fault," a voice muttered from behind the pair.
"Shut up Seph," Zack groaned as he rubbed his forehead, "I thought you were going back to sleep."
"Once I'm up, I'm up," Sephiroth growled as he prowled into the kitchen, stopping once he came up to the plate full of pancakes, "Zack…please tell me that wasn't on purpose."
"What did he do?" Cloud muttered as he tried to rub the syrup off his back with the discarded dishtowl.
Sephiroth didn't answer, simply picking up the plate and showing the blond. The pancakes consisted of two conjoined circles and a long, almost cylindrical line coming out of them. "I made penis pancakes!" Zack said happily.
"Oh gods," Cloud groaned, "Well…pass me a plate, I'm hungry."
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