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Shinra Afterhours	By : WineDivine Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shinra Afterhours

Part 2

Aside from the incident with Tseng, Rufus was thoroughly enjoying himself. He was pleasantly buzzed as he sipped his drink casually. It was time for phase two of his devious plan. He set his drink to the side and reached for his universal remote. A wide grin graced his face as he pressed the button that dimmed the lights. The remaining executives in the room looked up in confusion. Rufus smiled as he pressed another button that activated the pink and blue strobe lights.

Then the music started. It was loud and fast paced, it boomed through the speakers. They all looked at each other with confused looks. Seeing as how they weren’t getting it, Rufus began to swing his hips to the upbeat rhythm of the music. He flung his hair from side to side and rocked his hips back and forth.

Sephiroth, who was thoroughly drunk, stood up and started waving his arms in the air. He howled out loud and jumped up and down lightheartedly, he wasn’t even moving to the rhythm of the music, obviously in his own little world. Rufus maneuvered his way over to where Lazard had been sitting. He offered his hand to the other blond, but Lazard was reluctant.

“I…I can’t dance.” The director said shyly.

Rufus smiled seductively. “It’s alright. I’ll show you how.”

The younger blond grabbed Lazard’s hand and pulled him close. The man blushed madly as Rufus led him out to the center of the room. Rufus placed his hands on Lazard’s narrow hips and began to move them in a rocking motion. The man was totally stiff at first, not knowing how to swing his hips. Rufus went slow, moving Lazard’s hips for him until he got the general movement.

“There you go. See, you’re doing great.” Rufus said slyly.

Lazard nodded his head and continued to rock his hips to the music. Rufus smiled at him and moved in closer. He grabbed Lazard’s hands and placed them onto his hips. Lazard gulped nervously and his fingers twitched around Rufus’ hips. The younger blond wrapped his arms around the older one’s neck and began to rock his hips against the other man’s. Lazard face went red as Rufus danced up on him, their pelvic areas bumping against each other.

“Now you’ve got it.” Rufus said through a grin. “You’re a natural.”

Lazard blushed and continued to dance with Rufus. Sephiroth hollered again and began to fling his long silver hair around. Genesis was not shy in the least and was more than eager to dance, though he desperately wanted someone to dance with. As if on cue, Angeal walked into the room looking a loss for words at the sight. Genesis sauntered over to him and grabbed his arm, pulling him playful to where the others were dancing at.

“Dance with me.” he ordered, more that asked.

Angeal shook his head and resisted. “I can’t dance.”

“Pssh! Lazard couldn’t dance a minute ago, but look at him now.”

Angeal directed his eyes over to where the two blonds were dancing rather scandalously. He gulped at the sight and shook his head again.

“I…I can’t do that!” he said shyly. Genesis did not relent.

“You can and you will, now let’s do this shit!” he howled. He pulled Angeal out onto the dance area and reached up to wrap his arms around his neck. Angeal released a startled gasp as Genesis, his best friend and comrade, started to grind up against him. Soft pants spilled from the auburn haired man as he moved his body up against Angeal. The highly embarrassed first class SOLDIER, stood as stiff a marble statue.

Genesis pressed his body even closer to Angeal’s and looked up at him through sensual eyes. “Move your body with mine.”

Angeal gulped and slowly started to move against Genesis. The Auburn haired SOLDIER grinned madly at Angeal and nodded his head in approval. As Angeal became more comfortable with his dancing, he moved more fluidly with Genesis. Another howl erupted from Sephiroth from the center of the room. He had a drink in his hand, which he had somehow managed not to spill.

Rufus pressed his body closer to Lazard’s and grinded his hip into his groin. The other blond was gripping Rufus’ hips tightly as they danced. Rufus moved even closer to Lazard so that his face was right in front of him. Blue eyes met each other in a heated stare. It was amazing how Lazard’s eyes and even some of his facial features sort of resembled Rufus in a way. It freaked him out, but at the same time it also turned him on.

He jerked his head forward so that his lips were brushing up against the other blonds’. Lazard opened his mouth to say something but Rufus effectively silenced him by crushing their lips together. He shoved his tongue into his mouth and relished the feel of his plush lips. Lazard tried to pull away but Rufus held him tight. He twirled his tongue around Lazard’s and placed a hand behind his head, deepening the kiss.

As Rufus and Lazard continued to make out for a second time that night, Genesis had successfully gotten Angeal to move to the beat. The dark haired SOLDIER was surprisingly enjoying himself. He’d never been dancing before and although he wasn’t very good at it, he was having a lot of fun. He looked down at his best friend who was swinging his narrow hips back and forth rhythmically. Genesis was rather gorgeous and Angeal secretly enjoyed watching his best friend fling his sienna red locks back and forth; his eyes closed in concentration on the music.

Feeling confident from the liquor, Angeal placed his hand on Genesis’ hips. The Auburn haired man grinned slyly at Angeal. He looked up at his friend through thick dark lashes seductively. Angeal blushed madly, and turned away embarrassed, but Genesis grabbed his chin and turned his head back to face him. Angeal stared into his clear blue eyes, mesmerized by their playfulness and seductiveness. Genesis entwined his fingers into his best friend’s hair and slowly began to close the space between them. Angeal blushed nervously as his attractive best friend was leaning in to kiss him. He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to kiss him but he wasn’t sure. His full supple lips were moving closer and Angeal was running out of time. He gulped nervously but did not back down, instead, he closed his eyes and eagerly waited.

Unfortunately, Reeve ran into the room frantically screaming, interrupting their almost kiss. Genesis scowled at the intruder. Rufus reluctantly pulled his lips from Lazard’s delectable mouth. They all stared at the frantic man, who was a little more than tipsy by now, his cheeks flushed red from the effects of alcohol.

“I lost Tseng! I fucking lost Tseng!” the engineer yelled.

“What?” Rufus said confused.

“I lost him. After I had washed his face, I went to rinse the towel out and when I turned around he was fucking gone! Fuck!” Reeve said rapidly.

Rufus shook his head. Damn it Tseng, he thought. He would now have to cut his make out session with Lazard short.

“Okay calm down, Reeve. We’ll find him.” Rufus said.

Reeve’s eyes went wide frantically. “But what if we don’t? Oh god, he’s dead. I just know it! Fuck!” The engineer screamed.

Rufus and Lazard both eyed Reeve cautiously. Reeve was obviously hysterical due to alcohol. The dark haired man paced back and forth nervously, grabbing his hair and swearing profusely, something he never did while sober.

“Oh fuck Tseng, I’m so sorry! I lost you and now you’re gone forever. I fucking loved you, man!” Reeve screamed frantically.

“Shit.” Rufus swore. Reeve was losing his damn mind, and he only had drunk a few beers! Although Rufus was buzzed, he could still sort of think straight.

“Okay Reeve, just calm the fuck down. Shit.” Rufus snapped at him. “Genesis, Angeal, both of you go look for Tseng on the second floor.”

They both nodded their heads and raced upstairs. Hopefully they wouldn’t get lost, Rufus thought.

“Lazard, you stay with me. We’ll search on this floor.”

Lazard nodded his head. Rufus grabbed Reeve’s arm and directed him over to the sitting area. He pushed the paranoid man into a chair.

“You stay here. Sephiroth will….” Rufus looked around for the General. He didn’t see him. The man had completely disappeared.

“Fuck!” Rufus swore. “Where the hell did he go? Shit!”

Now they had two drunken renegades missing within the large mansion. Rufus grabbed Lazard’s hand and went to search for the two drunken idiots. They went into the large kitchen and searched every pantry and cabinet. When they came up empty handed, they raced around the whole first floor of the mansion. They didn’t find any trace of them. For a second, Rufus thought that they may have left the house, but that wouldn’t be possible. It would have triggered the alarm system.

Damn it! Rufus thought. Where the hell were they!?

… Meanwhile….

Genesis and Angeal had almost looked into every room on the floor, with no luck. Genesis groaned in annoyance. Of all the times the Turk had to get lost. He had been so close to fulfilling his wish of kissing Angeal. He had been so close their lips were practically touching. Damn it all, the bitter Auburn haired SOLDIER thought.

They had reached another unchecked room. When Angeal tried to open it he found it was locked. He tried the door again, but it was effectively locked up. Genesis pressed his ear up against the door. His eyes went wide when he heard faint breathing from inside. He signaled for Angeal to listen and the man nodded his head when he heard the same thing.

“Think he’s in there?” Angeal asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe?"

“How are we going to get inside?”

Genesis pondered for a moment before an idea struck him. He backed up away from the door, only to charge it full force. Angeal watched as his friend tried to break down the door. The door was starting to crack under the force until it finally gave way. Genesis busted the door down and walked in casually. Angeal could still hear the breathing of another in the room and quickly felt around for a light switch. Once he found it, he flicked the light on and illuminated the room.

Angeal and Genesis’ eyes went wide in horror once they say the source of the breathing. Rufus’ huge ass dog, Dark Nation, stood up at glared at them with murder in her red eyes. Genesis took a careful step back, as did Angeal. The dog growled. Genesis sweat dropped.

“Angeal.” He said in a voice barely above a whisper. “Kill the damn dog.”

Angeal gave him a horrified look. “It can’t do that! It’s Rufus’ pet.”

“Well, if you’re not going to kill it, then I’m gonna…RUN!”

Genesis and Angeal jetted from the room at top speed. Dark Nation followed in pursuit, barking incessantly.

“Shit, Shit, Shit!” Genesis swore as the demon animal was starting to catch up. They raced down the long corridor, glancing back occasionally to see where the dog was. Dark Nation was hot on their trail, her sharp teeth a mere foot away from Genesis’ ass.

“Fuuuuuck!” Genesis hissed out. They had finally reached the stairs and zoomed down them. Dark Nation snapped at Angeal, barely missing his posterior by a few centimeters.

Rufus and Lazard were looking in the Grand living area, when Genesis and Angeal came rushing past them at great speed. Rufus was confused at the sight until he saw his beloved dog Dark Nation chasing them with murderous intent. He whistled with his fingers and the dog immediately stopped. She wagged her tail gaily as her master approached her and patted her head.

“Aww, that’s a good girl.” he said lovingly to his pet.

Genesis and Angeal stood a distance away from the vicious animal. “Keep that bitch under control!” Genesis hissed out.

Rufus rolled his eyes and signaled for Dark Nation to follow him. He led her to the back door and locked her outside. Once the dog was out of sight, Rufus shot a questioning glance at them. Genesis flipped his hair arrogantly. Angeal looked more ashamed.

“What the hell happened?” Rufus asked.

“Your damn she-devil dog attacked us!” Genesis snapped out.

“She was in her own room with the door locked.”

“Wait, your bitch has her own room? What the fuck?” Genesis commented.

“Yes she does, and stop calling her a bitch, you bitch.” Rufus hissed out bitterly.

“Well…” Genesis was cut off by the sound of faint thumping. They all looked as each other, wondering if they all heard the same thing.

“You guys hear that?” Lazard asked. They all nodded. It sounded like the noise was coming from a nearby bathroom. Rufus and the others approached it cautiously. He and Lazard had checked every room on this floor and they didn’t find anything. As they moved closer, they heard the sound of running water. Confused looks were exchanged. Genesis grabbed the door handle and turned it slowly. They all huddled together to peer into the bathroom as the door was slowly opened.

The shower was running and whatever was causing the thumping noise was coming from behind the dark shower curtain. They entered the bathroom cautiously, Genesis taking the lead and walking in front. They had crossed halfway into the large bathroom when suddenly; a soft moan was heard from behind the curtain. Rufus silently swore. Genesis had grabbed the shower curtain and looked back to the rest. Rufus nodded his head for Genesis to open it. They all waited anxiously as Genesis gripped the curtain. Suddenly, he whipped the curtain to the side, revealing the source of the noise.

“Shit.”

“Fucking shit.”

“Oh my word!”

“Oh my god!”

Profuse curses were emitted at the sight. Nothing had prepared them for what they were seeing. Sephiroth had Tseng pinned against the shower wall, his tongue shoved deep into the others man’s mouth. Sephiroth was fully clothed and soaking wet in the shower. Tseng was clothed from the waist up, but his pants had been discarded in the corner of the tub. But the most shocking part was that Sephiroth was embedded deep within the Turk. He pounded him into the shower wall; profuse groans of pleasure erupted from the dark haired man’s throat.

“Well…we found Tseng.” Genesis said amusingly.

Rufus shot him an annoyed look. “No shit.” The blond looked upon the sight and shook his head. Sephiroth and Tseng were both drunk off their asses, yet they had still managed to somehow fuck each other. Lazard and Angeal were red faced from embarrassment. The Turk through his drunken haze looked thoroughly pleased. Rufus had to admit, the sight of them both wet and fucking was really hot.

Suddenly Reeve rushed into the bathroom and screamed. He fell to his knees and raised his hands in the air.

“Why? Oh god why! Not Tseng, god no!” He screamed up to the heavens.

His loud yelling got the attention of Tseng and Sephiroth, who hadn’t seemed to have noticed their presence until now. The Turk grinned lopsidedly at the onlookers, no embarrassment prevalent in either of them.

“Oh hey you guys! Guess who I ran into?” The Turk said drunkenly. Rufus shook his head, while Genesis was trying to hold in his laughter.

“Let me guess, you ran into Sephiroth.” Rufus stated sarcastically.

Tseng beamed. “Yeah! How did you know?”

“Lucky guess.” Rufus said. The blond sighed. What was he going to do? Should he break them apart or let them fuck?

Genesis, who absolutely loved to poke fun at the drunken Turk, approached him and grinned wickedly.

“So, what are you doing Tseng?” he asked teasingly.

The Turk laughed and smiled cheerily. “I’m fucking!” He said happily. Genesis lost it and started laughing so hard he was crying. And Tseng didn’t make it any better by starting to sing about it!

“Fuuucking, fuuucking! I’m fucking, fucking, fucking!” he sang gaily. Genesis was howling with laughter now, his face was mad red, tears streamed down his cheeks. And to make matters worse, Reeve had jumped up from his kneeling position and suddenly bolted at Tseng and Sephiroth. He grabbed the Turk’s arm and began pulling.

Rufus went open mouthed at the sight of Reeve trying to pull the Turk off Sephiroth’s dick. Angeal was so embarrassed he left the room. Genesis fell to the ground, clutching his sides and rolling around in a hysterical laughing fit. Reeve continued to pull, but Sephiroth wasn’t having any of it.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing?” The angry drunken general yelled at the engineer. “Can’t you see I’m trying to fuck him!”

If Genesis was to laugh any harder he would have peed himself. The man was practically hyperventilating he was laughing so hard. Rufus swore out loud. He knew he had to do something, but for some reason he couldn’t think. The alcohol was starting to affect him. Lazard grabbed his arm with a worried look on his flushed face, the affects of alcohol were starting to catch up with him as well.

“What do we do, Rufus?” he asked frantically.

“I dunno.” He snapped out. He couldn’t seem to think and there was too much going on.

“What should we do?” Lazard asked again.

“I don’t know, I’m fucked up. Shit.” Rufus tried to walk over to where Reeve was, but he couldn’t seem to walk straight. He stumbled back and forth, and would have fallen if Lazard hadn’t caught him.

“Damn it Rufus!” the older blond snapped. Rufus laughed drunkenly and smiled widely at Lazard.

“Oh man, I’m so fucked up right now.” The young blond stated.

Lazard inwardly swore. Reeve was hell bent on getting Tseng. The dark haired man had successfully pulled Tseng off the wall and was pulling him by his arms, but Sephiroth was still deep inside him. He was holding onto the Turk’s legs while thrusting into him.

“Come on Reeve, let me finish.” Sephiroth said while thrusting hard into the Turk. Tseng moaned out loud and wrapped his legs around Sephiroth’s waist, making it harder for Reeve to pull him off.

“No Tseng, don’t let that genetically altered experiment fuck you! He’ll lay eggs in your body!” Reeve screamed.

“What the hell?” Rufus said. He looked around the room and although he was seeing things, he couldn’t comprehend what was going on. He looked up to Lazard and decided that it didn’t matter.

“Hey, Lazard. Why do you look like me?” He asked randomly.

Lazard blushed madly and looked away from Rufus’ drunken gaze. “Uh, well…”

“Come on, tell me the truth. You’re my real daddy aren’t you?” Rufus laughed.

“What! Heavens no. I’m only three years older than you.” Lazard down casted his eyes. “But to be completely honest,” he cheeks flushed bright pink. “We are sort of half—.”

“Oh Shit!” Genesis swore, diverting Rufus’ attention.

Sephiroth groaned in finality as he came inside of the Turk. Reeve screamed to the top of his lungs and finally succeeded in ripping the Turk from Sephiroth. Lazard, Rufus and Genesis all watched in shock as Reeve tossed Tseng to the ground and mounted him. He pulled down his pants and pulled out his sex.

“Don’t worry Tseng, I’ll cleanse you of his poison!” he cried before he suddenly plunged deep into the Turk.

“What the…!” Lazard yelled. He looked down at Rufus who obviously did not understand what the hell was going on. Genesis swore out loud in amusement and began to cheer Reeve on. The dark haired man gripped the Turk’s hips and began to thrust in and out of the man’s tight ass. Tseng spread his legs wider and tossed his head back with a pleasurable moan. Reeve grunted as he plunged deep into the Turk. He looked down at the sight of Tseng, rosy cheeked and in the throes of passion, his eyes were closed and his luscious full pink lips parted slightly.

Tseng’s moans were increasingly getting louder and more exaggerated as Reeve increased his pace. Lazard gulped and turned away from the sight.

“Whoohoo! Hit that, Reeve!” Genesis cheered. “You see this shit Angeal?” Angeal?” The auburn haired man looked around for his friend and was surprised he couldn’t find him. He exited the bathroom in search of the other.

He found Angeal in the parlor, downing drinks like a madman. Genesis looked at him in confusion.

“What are you doing?”

Angeal downed another drink and wiped his mouth off with his hand. He stared unfocusedly at Genesis and smirked deviously, an expression Genesis had never seen him do.

“I know I’m not going to be able to make it through this night unless I’m fucked up.”

Genesis gasped at Angeal’s profanity, another thing he didn’t normally do.

“Angeal, you swore!” he said astounded. Angeal rolled his eyes and got up in Genesis face.

“Yeah, what of it?” he said sharply. Genesis was shocked. Never had Angeal spoken to him in such a way, it was starting to make him upset at the lack of respect.

“Watch your tone!” he commanded, expecting to be obeyed. But Angeal scowled. He stood imposingly over Genesis’ smaller form.

“I will speak to you however I please.” He retorted.

Genesis flipped his hair arrogantly. “Oh shut up. You’re obviously drunk so I’ll let this bad behavior slide this one time.”

Angeal suddenly grabbed Genesis’ arm and yanked him close. The Auburn haired man was startled but remained impassive.

“Get off me. Just because we’re friends and all, doesn’t give you the right to touch me like this. Release me, now!”

The dark haired man grinned and squeezed his arm even tighter. “You see Genesis, that’s your problem. You think you own me.” he said sharply.

“I don’t think that, I just know my place and you should know yours.” He stated arrogantly.

Angeal shook his head in disbelief. He grabbed Genesis’ chin and roughly shifted his head to look up at him. The auburn haired man was shaken by the sudden display of force, but hid it from his face.

“Well Genesis, my friend. I think it is time we switched roles. I think you need a lesson in hierarchy.” And with that Angeal grabbed Genesis by his shirt and tossed him effortlessly onto the floor.

“What the hell are you…?” Genesis was taken by surprise when Angeal, his best friend, smacked him in the face. He looked up at the man with unabashed shock. He didn’t have time to press on it as Angeal sudden loomed over Genesis. He grabbed the redhead’s hair and roughly yanked his head up to crush their lips together in a brutal kiss. Angeal easily dominated with his imposing tongue and harsh grip. Genesis was stunned that Angeal was treating him so harshly.

Angeal broke the kiss with a moan and a lick of his lips. “You taste like a spoiled little bitch.” He hissed out.

Now Genesis was scared. Angeal’s tone was menacing and imposing. He tried to move from underneath the man but he was too powerful and physically stronger that Genesis. Angeal smirked as he grabbed both of Genesis’ arms above his head with one hand. He squirmed underneath him, but could not get loose. Suddenly, his scarf was whipped off and tossed to the side. Angeal grabbed the top of his shirt and ripped it down the center.

Genesis gasped as his chest was exposed. Angeal grinned and leaned down to take a dusky nipple into his mouth. He sucked it roughly and nipped at it with his teeth. Genesis bit his lip to hold back a moan. Angeal twirled his tongue around the erect nub and pinched the other one between his fingers. It felt incredibly good despite Angeal’s roughness. Genesis arched his back in response to his rough teasing.

Genesis didn’t know how he had gotten into this position; everything was happening to fast for his mind to comprehend. His best friend had forced himself on him and was dominating him. Genesis was used to being the one in control so it came as a surprise to him when Angeal took him down and made him submit. Secretly, he loved the feeling of not being in control with the constant looming of fear.

Angeal begin unzipping Genesis’ pants and pulled them down as far as he could pull them. He roughly yanked his underwear down exposing his genitals. Genesis blushed as his hard on was revealed. Angeal smirked and suddenly stood up, with Genesis’ wrist still tight in his grasp. He dragged the man along until he had reached the object he had been going for. He grabbed the bottle of lotion that had been on the table.

He resumed his position on the ground and unzipped his own pants, pulling out his large sex. He doused the lotion over his erection and rubbed gingerly over it. He grinned down at Genesis as he pressed his slick sex against Genesis’ entrance. The Auburn haired man shook his head.

“Are you crazy? You’ll rip me apart if you don’t prepare me!” he yelled frantically.

Angeal leaned down next to his ear and whispered seductively. “Preparation is a privilege you haven’t earned yet. Maybe next time you’ll know who’s really in charge.”

He pushed forward, adding a bit of pressure. “Don’t worry Genesis, it’ll hurt for a bit but I promise you’ll be screaming in pleasure.”

…

Lazard jolted at the sound of someone screaming in the distance. He had successfully managed to get Rufus out of the bathroom and into the hallway when he heard the sound. He shook Rufus abruptly.

“Do you hear that?” he whispered to the other blond.

“Fuck, I don’t hear a damn thing.” He laughed goofily.

Lazard heard the sound of screaming again. He wanted to investigate the source of the noise, but just then Sephiroth came out of the bathroom, dripping wet with only his pants on. Lazard blushed at the sight of the glistening upper torso of the General. Sephiroth stared at the two blonds’ with unfocused eyes. He grinned and slowly started to approach them. Lazard gulped and pulled Rufus close to him. The wide grin on the General’s face unnerved him.

Rufus beamed as the still wet General approached. He slipped through Lazard’s grip and promptly straightened himself out before flipping his loose blond locks playfully. Rufus leaned against the wall, a sly smirk on his face. Sephiroth placed his arm on the wall above the young blonds’ head, cornering him; not that Rufus’ minded. Lazard stood cautiously to the side, watching them carefully.

Sephiroth licked his lips lightly as he looked down at the blond he had trapped. Rufus looked up at Sephiroth with lust evident in his intense glare. The blond watched in desire as water trickled down the pale expanse of the other’s skin. The General smirked with drunken stupor.

“You look so fucking good.” The silver haired man said.

“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself.” He said playfully. The General smiled and leaned in closer to the young blond.

“You…um, look so good I just wanna screw you into this wall.” He said lacking elegance in his speech.

“I would very much like that.” he said through a grin. Sephiroth leaned down closer to Rufus’ face, so that his lips were brushing against his cheek.

“You’re face is as smooth as a baby’s ass.”

“Um…thank you?”

“You’re welcome, George.”

Lazard cocked his head to the side. Why did he keep calling Rufus George? That was the second time of the night. Lazard heard the screaming again and thought he’d go see what was causing it. Against his better judgment, he left Rufus and Sephiroth alone, and hoped they wouldn’t do anything to extreme in his absence.

As he moved closer to the source of noise, he could hear more clearly a few distinctive words, such as “fuck” and “shit.”He crossed the grand living area and headed toward the parlor, where the direction of the noise was coming from. He entered the room and listened for where the sound was coming from. He heard the loud noise coming from behind the couch. He looked in that direction and saw a peculiar sight.

The tips of someone’s toes were moving rapidly above the couch. Lazard gulped and slowly approached the piece of furniture. He peered over the edge and was greatly shocked by the sight of his two first class SOLDIERS, fucking. Genesis, who had been the source of the screaming, had tears in his eyes though they were closed. Angeal had a serious look on his face as he pounded deep into the other man. Genesis was swearing profusely with almost every thrust.

Lazard backed away slowly, not wanting to be seen or heard. This was all too much for him. As he was backing up, his back collided with something firm and wet. He froze and gulped nervously. He could feel their breathing on his back. Soft lips were pressed against the back of his neck, accompanied by a breath of warm air. Startled, Lazard made to withdraw, but he was stopped by firm hands. The person had grabbed his shoulders to keep him from running.

“Who is…?” he was cut off by a pale finger to his lips.

The person then wrapped their arms around his narrow waist. They rested their head on his shoulder. Lazard immediately knew who it was when long strands of dark hair cascaded over his shoulders.

“Tseng? What are you…?”

“Shuuusssh.” The intoxicated Turk hissed out. His damp skin was causing Lazard’s shirt to become wet and stick to him. He felt very uncomfortable.

“Um, Tseng, You’re kinda…”

“Do you wanna fuck me?” the Turk asked straightforwardly, his head lolling back and forth on the man’s shoulders.

Lazard’s eyes went wide in horror. He frantically tried to slip away from the drunken Turk, but Tseng held him tight. Lazard rotated his body within the man’s arms so that he was facing him. His eyes went wide and he felt his cock twitch at the sight. Tseng’s body, like Sephiroth’s, was gloriously dripping wet. His soaked shirt clung to his thin form, his slightly hard nipples prominent underneath the fine material. His long dark hair was draped seductively over one eye; his lips were reddened from his previous encounters.

Lazard gulped and shook his head. “I can’t Tseng.”

The Turk laughed. “Why can’t you?” He wrapped his arms around the blonds’ neck and pulled him closer.

“Well...because you’re the head of the Turks and…”

“How about this Head of the Turks give you some head.” he said playfully.

Lazard didn’t know how to react. The alcohol was starting to take affect and he was starting to lack understanding. He tried to shake the effects of alcohol off, but it just made him dizzy. With unfocused eyes, he stared at the Turk who was casually touching his chest. He twirled circles around Lazard’s chest. The blond made another attempt to break free, but Tseng would not relent.

“Why you trying to leave me, baby?” he said trailing his fingers up to Lazard lips.

Lazard shuddered at the sensation. “I…ugh…just don’t think…” He lost his train of thought and suddenly began to laugh. Lazard’s head was starting to spin. He smiled drunkenly as the room around him started to twirl around him. Tseng grabbed Lazard’s arm and started to drag the man over to the couch, when suddenly the sound of music entered the Turk’s ears. Before Rufus and the others had went looking for the lost Commander and General, they had been dancing. The music had been turned down low, but Tseng wanted to turn it up. He grabbed the remote and with some difficulty, he turned up the volume.

The loud club music boomed through the speakers. Tseng grabbed Lazard and began dancing with him. He wrapped his arms around the blonds’ neck and started grinding his hips into the other man’s groin seductively. Lazard looked down to see the sexy dark Turk dancing provocatively on him and he laughed stupidly before starting to move to the rhythm with the other man. With the moves Rufus had taught him earlier, Lazard was able to keep up with the Turk.

Lazard grabbed the Turks ass and groped him without restraint. The blonds’ mind was in a haze, the only thing he could focus on was how good Tseng’s wet, leather clad ass felt underneath his fingers. He gripped him tightly as the illustrious dark haired man continued to dance on him more scandalously than Rufus had done.

Suddenly, Sephiroth entered the room howling drunkenly at the sound of the music. Rufus stumbled in as well and promptly fell on his ass at his lack of coordination. Sephiroth pointed and laughed at the young blond who was struggled to get back up. Rufus tried to stand up but for some reason, the room wouldn’t stay still. He reached his hand out to Sephiroth.

“Fucking help me!” he snapped.

Sephiroth grabbed his hand and made an attempt to pull him up. Unfortunately, neither of them had the ability to stand upright so when Sephiroth yanked him off the ground, Rufus flew forward into his arms. They crashed into each other, knocking off both their balances, and suddenly they were stumbling backward, trying to keep their balance. It failed, and they fell down onto the carpeted ground. Sephiroth’s head accidentally collided with the ground but he didn’t feel any pain due to the alcohol. Rufus landed on top of the silver haired General, laughing loudly.

A loud scream was heard above the music. Angeal, who was still thrusting into his best friend, quickened his pace. He had managed to find Genesis’ sweet spot and rammed into it with every thrust. The ginger haired man screamed in ecstasy, not caring if the other’s heard him.

“Oh god, Angeal! Harder!” he cried out.

“Beg me for it, you little spoiled bitch.” The burlesque man ordered. The surprise came when Genesis, the most stuck up, pompous, aristocratic asshole, actually complied.

“Oh please, Angeal. Fuck me harder, please! FUCK ME! Please…ahhhhh!”

Angeal smirked down at the bitch of a man he’d made of Genesis. Maybe he should get drunk more often, it gave him the courage to stand up to Genesis and it also turned Genesis into a whimpering, submissive bitch. He wrapped his arms underneath Genesis’ legs and pulled them up, his toes almost touching the carpet behind his head. He pounded into his hole, the friction was unbelievable. He released a growl as he increased his pace. Moans and pleas streamed from Genesis’ lips.

Genesis’ screams were drowned out by the loud music. Lazard, now thoroughly intoxicated, began to slap Tseng’s ass as the Turk grinded into him. The dark haired man moaned dramatically and arched his back so that more of his ass was available to Lazard. The blond groped and prodded the gorgeous man’s bottom, groaning at the feel of it. Tseng wrapped his arms tighter around Lazard’s neck as the blond shamelessly whipped his ass.

“Oh yes, Lazard!” he cried out at the stinging sensation.

Spurred on by Tseng’s outburst, the blond grabbed Tseng’s legs and tried to raise them up so he could wrap them around his waist. Tseng held on tight as he wrapped his legs around Lazard’s narrow waist. He could feel the Director’s hard on through his pants and a sly, drunken smirk graced his face.

“Well, well, well.” the dark haired man slurred. “Looks like somebody wants to fuck.”

“Damn right. And this somebody…” Lazard lost his train of thought again. Instead, he attached himself to the Turks lips. He kissed him sloppily, his tongue gliding anywhere he could taste. Tseng suckled his tongue and moaned profusely. As Lazard devoured his mouth, he began to lose his balance. He started to stumble backwards, but luckily his knees collided with a couch, the same one Angeal and Genesis were currently fucking behind.

Tseng released a contented moan as Lazard fell back into a sitting position on the couch with him in his lap. They continued to make-out, their tongues having no real destination except close to the mouth. Lazard was so far gone he started to lap at the Turk’s cheeks. Tseng moaned and suddenly rose up to his knees. As Lazard unceremoniously licked his face, Tseng began to slide down his pants. Once he had managed to get them off, he began to unzip Lazard’s pants.

A loud hearty moan spilled from Lazard’s lips as Tseng freed his cock and began leisurely stroking him. The lustful Turk licked the blonds’ lips as he continued to fist him. Lazard snaked his tongue out to meet the other’s slick muscle. Tseng pulled his bottom lip into his mouth and suckled it earnestly. Lazard whimpered as the Turk released his mouth. A sexy lustful look graced the Turk’s face.

“So tell me,” he said, slightly slurring his words. “Do you want to fuck my ass or my mouth?”

Lazard moaned out loud at the inquisition. Although a blowjob sounded appealing, he really, really wanted to be buried into that tight heat.

“I wanna fuck yer ass.” He slurred.

Tseng grinned and raised his hips up. He positioned himself on the man’s lap and pressed the head of the blonds’ cock against his hole. Suddenly, he slammed his hips down onto his cock, impaling himself. Lazard groaned from deep within his throat as Tseng’s already slickened heat encased him. He was so deliciously hot and wet. Lazard gripped his hips, and lifted them up anxiously. Tseng gripped Lazard’s shoulders for balance before slamming down onto the director’s hard cock.

“Oh Fuck!” Lazard swore at the action.

Tseng moaned and groaned like a bitch as he fucked himself on Lazard’s throbbing sex. He quickened his pace and tightened his grip on the man’s shoulders. Lazard was in absolute bliss. Tseng looked so sexy as he pounded himself onto his cock. The soft moans of pleasure that spilled from the Turk’s lips causing him to get even harder. Tseng angled his hips and Lazard hit his sweet spot dead on.

“Oh fuck yes!” the dark haired man exclaimed.

Lazard gripped Tseng’s hips and began to thrust up violently into his tight canal, making sure to hit his sweet spot. Tseng threw his head back in ecstasy and moaned profusely. Lazard pounded ruthlessly into Tseng, causing the man above to bounce up and down ceaselessly. He moaned again. There was no way in hell Tseng should still be this tight. He dug his nails into his hips, accidently piercing his skin in his vigor. Tseng didn’t seem to notice and if anything, he moaned even louder.

Sephiroth and Rufus, who had been trying to remain upright for the past half-hour, finally gave up and remained content with being on the ground. Rufus was laughing at any and everything now. He shifted his drunken gaze to the sight of Tseng and Lazard fucking on the couch. A long exasperated laugh erupted from his mouth. He crawled over to Sephiroth who was rolling around on the carpet laughing his ass off.

“Seph…er…ahhhhahahaha!” he ended in laughter.

Sephiroth stopped his rolling and grabbed Rufus by his shoulders. He stared drunkenly at the blond, his head wobbling back and forth.

“Rufus…Rufus…what’s so funny?” he asked, though he was about to erupt in laughter at any moment now.

Rufus pointed to Tseng. “It’s funny cause he’s such a fucking slut!” he said, thoroughly amused. Simultaneously, Sephiroth and Rufus began laughing stupidly and rolling around the carpet.

“You’re such a manwhore, Tseng!” Rufus yelled at the Turk, immediately laughing afterwards.

“You’re such a cock sucking bitch ass mother fucking loose whore of a Turk.” Sephiroth yelled, mostly slurring his insults.

Rufus stopped laughing and gave Sephiroth a “what the fuck did you say” look. Once it reconciled, they both began laughing again like maniacal idiots. Suddenly, Reeve, who had been missing for quite some time, ran across the room. Rufus and Sephiroth died of laughter. Sephiroth laughed so hard he threw up a bit. Reeve was completely naked, save for the numerous amounts of toilet paper wrapped around his bare body and a bat he carried in his hand.

He stopped in front of Rufus and Sephiroth who were both rolling on the ground with laughter. He suddenly yelled a war cry and raised the bat up in the air, only to have it come down hard on Sephiroth’s head. The general was out cold. Reeve yelled another battle cry and exited the room, running through the large mansion screaming to the top of his lungs. Rufus crawled over to Sephiroth’s drunken form and looked him over. The made had a large bruise forming a top his head.

“Oh shit…” Rufus said, trying to hold in his nonstop laughter. He poked Sephiroth in the head and the man bolted up, his eyes wild and feral. He set his gaze upon Rufus and roughly grabbed his shirt. He stared crazily at him for a few minutes, until they both erupted into another drunken laughing fit. The sound of loud swearing caused them to sit up sharply and listen. It was Genesis’ voice.

Angeal was about to erupt and had been giving it all he had in the last minute. Genesis was screaming in pure ecstasy.

“Oh Angeal! Yessss! I’m almost there! Oh god, fuck me!” the auburn haired man yelled.

Angeal grunted as he slammed with almost inhuman speed into his best friend turned bitch. He gripped his hips and plunged deep into that tight heat. Genesis screamed in finality and came all over his and Angeal’s stomach. Angeal plunged into him a few more time before he came hard into his ass. Genesis quivered slightly as he was filled to the brim with cum. Angeal grinned and pulled out of his red, burning entrance. They paused for a moment, each trying to catch their breaths.

Once they were calm enough, Genesis stood up on wobbly legs. Angeal did the same and grabbed Genesis’ arm roughly. He began dragging him over to a nearby restroom. He had a serious expression on his face. He tossed Genesis into the bathroom roughly. The auburn haired man scowled at the rough treatment and was about to protest when Angeal slapped him. Rufus and Sephiroth’s eyes went wide, a resounding “oh shit” slipped from their lips.

“Get cleaned up and clean this shit off my dick.” He said harshly.

Genesis thought about protesting but decided against it. He was still relatively sober so he knew it would not be wise to disobey the intoxicated SOLDIER. He grabbed a towel and wet it, cleaning himself while Angeal watched from behind. As genesis cleaned himself, he thought about Angeal’s brutal behavior towards him. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he sort of liked Angeal bossing him around. The dark haired man never showed any initiative and never challenged him when it came to an order. But this Angeal was different. He was forceful, brutal and cruel. And it excited Genesis to no end.

After he had cleaned up, he made to use the towel to clean Angeal’s cock. He was surprised when the towel was roughly yanked away. The dark haired man grabbed a handful of Genesis’ hair and roughly shoved him down to his knees.

“Suck it clean. If I wanted to use a towel then I would have done it myself.”

Genesis nodded in submission and began to lick at Angeal’s sticky cum and blood reddened sex. Once he had lapped up a considerable amount, he made to spit it out, but Angeal shook his head. Genesis swallowed it and continued to lick the other clean. Once Angeal was satisfied, he pushed genesis’ head away from him. Genesis stood up and redressed as best he could. He walked out of the room, Angeal’s eyes burning into the back of his head.

Suddenly, Reeve came running in screaming at the top of his lungs. He waved his bat in the air and raced over to Angeal. He swung the bat, hitting the man point blank in the face. Angeal seemed stunned for a moment, and then he promptly collapsed. Genesis stared down at the sight of his knocked out best friend. He leaned down and with a sly smirk, slapped the man hard in the face. He punched him hard in his stomach and stood up to kick him in his ribs, several times.

“Bitch ass mother fucker.” Genesis hissed out.

Rufus stood up slowly, his head was spinning terribly. He tried to cross the room to the other side, but never made it. He fell hard and didn’t get back up. He suddenly reached for the remote and shut off the stereo system. It was quiet now. Rufus sat up and did a quick survey of the room. Reeve, was in the corner of the room, apparently talking to himself about god knows what. Angeal was laid out on the floor. Genesis sat in a lounge chair, slowly drifting off to sleep. Sephiroth was rolling across the carpet with goofy grin on his face. Tseng had promptly passed out on Lazard’s lap; his head lay on the older blonds’ shoulder. Lazard too had fallen asleep, with his arms wrapped tightly around the Turk’s waist.

Rufus grinned drunkenly to himself. The night had been fucking crazy, but Rufus more than enjoyed himself. It was a night he would never forget, never. Well at least until the next morning.

He crawled over to one of the couches and tried to pull his body up onto it. He passed out as soon as he hit the couch.

…

The next morning or Afternoon…

A phone went off. It was loud and rather annoying. Tseng recognized the ring tone as his and he knew he should get up and answer it, but he was just too comfortable. He felt really warm and relaxed. The phone went off again a few minutes later. Tseng inwardly swore, but knew he had to get up to answer it. He opened his eyes and yawned. His vision was blurry, and he had a very bad taste in his mouth. He grimaced at the taste, but ignored it for now. Right now he needed to find his phone. Once he was semi-coherent, he realized he was not lying in his bed or any bed for that matter. He was greatly confused.

Where am I? The Turk thought. He suddenly felt something move against his chest. Immediately he sat up straight, though he regretted the action soon after. His head was pounding. He felt various pains and bruises all over his body, especially in his…

He drew back slowly with horror written on his face. He was starring right at Lazard, though the man appeared to be comatose. Tseng was trying not to panic. He was trying to remember anything from last night but he couldn’t remember much. They had played a drinking game and then…then…what the hell happened after that? He tried but he couldn’t remember. Obviously shaken, but not appearing so, the Turk tried to move away from Lazard. He made to lift up off his lap but then a sharp bolt of pain went up through his backside.

“Oh FUCK!” he swore out loud, startling a few others. The Turk’s backside was throbbing. Did I get fucked up the ass last night? He limped across the room in search of his pants. During his search, he stepped on Angeal. The dark haired man grunted and sat up dazed.

“Where…?” he looked around the room to see most of the executives passed out in various places. He saw Tseng walking around practically naked, he appeared to be looking for something. He blushed madly at the sight and looked away. Angeal had remembered most of the night. He replayed the events over in his head. There was the game, and he had been dared to hit Sephiroth but he couldn’t. He drank a little, but not too much at first. He remembered seeing some really crazy things. Sephiroth was drunk. Tseng sucked his dick. He almost kissed Genesis…

Angeal stopped. Wait…what? His eyes went wide in horror. He glanced at the Turk who had found his pants and was slipping into them. He seemed to be normal, if not slightly annoyed. Angeal was in shock. He couldn’t believe that the Commander of the Turks had gone down on him! He shook his head. What else happened?

After putting on his pants, Tseng looked for the Vice President. It was his duty to make sure he was okay. He found the young blond passed out on a nearby sofa. Tseng shook him slightly. The blond opened his sleepy blue eyes and smiled.

“Hey there little fella.” Rufus said drowsily. He was obviously still out of it.

“Sir, are you alright?” he asked concerned.

Rufus giggled. “Of course I am little guy. Are you lost?”

Tseng pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Mr. Shinra…what happened?”

Rufus shrugged his shoulders and laughed. “I have no fucking clue.”

“Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul, Pride is lost, Wings stripped away, the end is nigh.” Genesis quoted. He stood up and approached Tseng who was currently sitting by Rufus’ side.

“What?” the Turk asked confused. Genesis smirked.

“You want to know what you did, Tseng?” he said slyly. The Turk shook his head and tended back to the young Vice President.

“I’ll tell you anyway.”Genesis sneered.

“I do not wish for it to be spoken.” The Turk stated firmly, but Genesis ignored him.

“Now where should I start?” he said pressing a finger to his lips.

“Oh!” Rufus interjected. His face was all smiles. “Genesis, remember the time I dared Tseng to suck cock!” Rufus immediately started laughing, as well did Genesis.

“Of course I remember. He was so good at it. Makes you wonder where you acquired the skill?” he said, his brow rose at the Turk curiously.

Tseng couldn’t even hide the look of mortification on his face.

“By the way, you fucked Sephiroth, Reeve and Lazard last night. Sheesh! What a slut.” Genesis said putting great emphasis on the last derogatory word.

Tseng stood to his full height of five-eight and glared sharply at Genesis. A slight embarrassed flush graced his face.

“I…I did no such thing.” he said firmly. Rufus started howling with laughter. Tseng was starting to grow more upset with Rufus than he already was. Wasn’t he supposed to be hung-over or something? Like the rest of them?

“Tseng…Tseng…” the young blond called out.

“What?” the dark haired man answered sharply.

“Come here.” He signaled for the man to bend down to his level. Tseng knelt by his side with great difficulty. His asshole was on fire and every move burned.

“Yes, Sir. What is it?”

Rufus leaned closer to Tseng’s ear and whispered. “You sucked Angeal’s cock.” And with that he bellowed into a laughing fit.

Tseng scowled. He had had enough of this. He made to stand up but the sharp pain raced up his backside. He silently swore and stood up very cautiously. He grabbed his phone and car keys from the table and headed for the exit, but he was stopped by someone grabbing his leg. He looked down to find Sephiroth latched onto his leg. The sliver haired general looked up at him with red, swollen eyes.

“Fuck…day…today is?” he groaned out. Tseng sighed in annoyance. He was increasingly getting angrier with the whole situation.

“It’s Saturday.”

“Fuck…” the General swore. He sat up and grabbed his head between his hands. His head was throbbing like a bitch. Sephiroth looked up at Tseng and stared at him in confusion. The Turk reached a hand out to help him stand. The general gladly accepted it. He stood up and continued to stare down at Tseng. The Turk was beginning to feel uncomfortable, until Sephiroth suddenly gasped, though no sound was emitted.

“Oh shit.” he said staring down at Tseng. “We fucked in the shower.”

Rufus and Genesis howled with laughter.

“That’s it!” the Turk yelled frustrated and thoroughly pissed off. He headed towards the exit and with as much elegance and grace as he could demand, he flipped them all off.

“Fuck you all!” he snapped bitterly before he exited.

Rufus was laughing so hard he rolled off the couch and hit an empty beer bottle. Lazard woke up a bit disorientated. He glanced around the room and scratched his head in confusion.

“My word.” He said massaging his temples. “What in the world happened?”

Genesis and Rufus both turned to him and their laughter immediately increased a few decibels. Angeal avoided his eyes and Sephiroth wasn’t sure at what he was looking at. Lazard was confused at what they were laughing it. He wasn’t doing anything funny. He followed their line of direction and almost screamed when he saw that his manhood was hanging out. He blushed and immediately zipped up. His blush intensified when he saw the wet stains around the crotch of his pants. What the hell was happening? Had he had relations with someone? And if so, who was it?

“I…think I should go.” The older blond said embarrassed, covering his crotch with his hands to hide the wet spot. He looked around for his traveling companion Reeve. The man was in the corner, stark naked save for the scant toilet rolls around him.

“Oh my.” Lazard said. He sought out his friend’s clothes and shook Reeve once he had gathered them. The dark haired man yawned and rubbed his sleep incrusted eyes. Lazard thought something was off about the man’s face. He looked different somehow, though he couldn’t place it now.

“Hey buddy. You need to get dressed.”

Reeve nodded and wordlessly did as was told. With the help of Lazard, he effectively dressed him. He grabbed their things and turned to Rufus.

“Um…we’re leaving now. Thanks for the…um…yeah.” Lazard said hurriedly before exiting.

Angeal and Genesis were the next pair to leave, though Angeal couldn’t understand why his friend was so angry at him. Only Sephiroth remained. He glanced at Rufus with unfocused eyes.

“No way am I driving home. I’m still fucked up.” He said before collapsing onto the carpet.

“Do what you wanna do, bud.”

The still partially smashed blond smiled to himself. Last night had been the greatest night of his life, though he only remembered bits and pieces. His smile got wider and an eerie laugh erupted from his throat.

Good thing he could watch the whole night again on the security cameras he had throughout the house.

Reviews please! Lemme know if you like my grotesque style of writing so I can decide if I should write more stories.
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