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Revival of the Departed	By : Jdee Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 1194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Revival of the Departed

Author: J’dee

Series: Final Fantasy VII

Rating: Mature – NC-17

Pairs: Tseng X Zack / Sephiroth X Tseng

Story: Alive and well, Zack has returned… but he’s not alone. Hojo’s experiments on him have caused some schizophrenic side effects. Sephiroth and Jenova are alive and well… inside him, plotting their return and destruction of the planet. Will Cloud be able to kill Sephiroth again when he’s housed inside the body of his best friend and mentor? Or can Zack finally take on Sephiroth himself?

(Het/Yaoi/Non-Con, Con) Some OC Turk apperances.

AN: I want to apologise for not having the previous four chapters beta’d very well I noticed a lot of grammar and mistakes…. But I don’t really have a beta for this fic T-T and I am a bit busy to proof read myself… ^^; The last two chapters re-reading over them now seem rather rushed and I apologise for that.

Disclaimer: Make no money yadda yadda yadda, not my characters ect ect

Chapter Nineteen

Sephiroth’s need, his desire to find the last ancient and snuff that life out… coursed through Zack’s body like a defective materia activated by mistake.

The energy moved through each vein as if disrupting Zack’s control over his movements, making it harder and harder to take each step.

The battle with Sephiroth previously may have been lost but Zack had control now… well mostly.

‘We have to destroy him!’

“Not happening.” Zack mumbled. “I’m not killing anyone because you have an ancient complex.”

“I’ll show you complex when I run him through with the Masumune.” Sephiroth growled.

Zack let out a breath and he glanced up seeing Tseng’s office at the far end of the hall past several other Turk offices.

He stopped seeing Tseng’s door open and Reno walk out rolling his eyes. ‘Another lecture obviously.’ Zack thought and he grabbed on to the wall to stop his body from sliding down to the ground. ‘Behave Seph… Damnit.’

‘I refuse! That ancient must die!’

“I’m not killing anyone.” Zack grumbled walking past a blonde Turk, her fringe died purple and the back of her hair all spiked up in to a pixie cut with several parts dyed red, blue and numerous other colors.

“Are you alright?” She asked helping Zack up and he blinked looking at her, she was pretty, in that I can kick your ass kind of way.

“I need to see Tseng…”

“Here let me help you.” She smiled at him warmly her head dropped and she pulled his arm round the back of her neck and she helped him walk to Tseng’s office.

‘She seems nice…’

She stopped by the door looking at him. “You’re Zack right?” She asked.

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“Cissnei is she…” She stopped her cheeks flushing.

“Fine… she’s fine. She’s at her apartment.” Zack replied. “You’re a friend?”

The blonde smiled again. “Yeah kinda like my sister. We grew up inside ShinRA together.”

“I didn’t hurt her… I hope I didn’t hurt her.” Zack looked at the ground.

The blonde helped him stand up and she knocked on Tseng’s now closed door. “You could never hurt her no matter what you do… know that.” She smiled at him again.

“Enter.” Tseng called out.

Zack turned the handle and looked at the female Turk. “Thank you.” He nodded his head and slipped in shutting the door behind him leaning against it.

“Zack.” Tseng stood up. “You’re looking a bit…” He stopped.

“Fucked?” Zack offered bitterly. “You could say the morning has been productive.”

Tseng motioned at a seat and Zack moved to one slowly and sat down sinking in to the soft cushioned chair, his arm flinging over his eyes.

“You’re early.” Tseng stated.

“Yeah… got a question for you.” Zack remarked.

Tseng sat down looking at the former SOLDIER, who looked ready to fall asleep in the chair, granted several large clumps of his hair were left streaked silver, it was going to be a long process to get him to willingly gather the strength needed to fight Sephiroth.

“And that would be?” He asked.

“Who’s the ancient?” Zack asked.

Tseng blinked for a moment. “I don’t follow.”

Zack removed his arm sitting up slightly. The corner of his mouth tilted up amused suddenly. “You don’t know…”

“Know what?” Tseng asked.

“There’s another ancient. After Aerith.” Zack looked at him.

Tseng nodded his head. “I’m well aware there is another ancient.”

“Well who?”

“We don’t know just yet.” Tseng replied.

Zack’s hand moved to his temple. “You don’t know or you won’t tell me?”

“Both. Take my word that I don’t know, and that even if I did I wouldn’t tell you due to Sephiroth.” Tseng stated.

Zack nodded his head slowly. “Fair call I guess.”

“I take it Sephiroth is acting up wanting to know who the ancient is.” Tseng mused.

Zack let out a sigh. “Yeah.”

Tseng nodded. “I suppose he would be after being suppressed, your activities with Cloud don’t think they went unrecorded.”

Zack looked at Tseng. “I knew it. You had us followed.”

“Understand that it’s nothing personal against you, but Sephiroth.” Tseng looked over at him.

Zack looked more than agitated. “I know. So let me guess. I’m here for you to bend over the desk again so you can help me?”

Tseng stood up walking up to Zack looking down at him. “He needs to be suppressed.”

Zack gave Tseng an even glare. “Don’t you think I know that Tseng. But he’s catching on, and when I loose strength so help you God you better have several really skilled Turks around here to stop Sephiroth from repeating what happened last time.”

~*~*~*~

Cloud sat at the bar and he watched Tifa as she cleaned some of the plates and she looked up smiling at him.

“You’re worried again.”

Cloud sat up. “I can’t just sit here, we have to be able to do something.”

“What can we do now? Short of embarrassing ourselves by showing up and walking in on something we shouldn’t.” Tifa looked at him.

Cloud sighed, he heard the phone ring up the stairs and Tifa moved from behind the bar heading up the stairs. Cloud listened as she answered.

“Cissnei…” Tifa remarked.

Cloud stood up moving to the base of the stairs listening to half of the conversation. He was aware of the door opening he turned round to look at the new comer and stopped dead staring at the red leather jacket, the black turtleneck and black pants tucked in to knee high boots.

He hadn’t seen this man in years. Blinking his last memory of actually seeing Genesis in the flesh was he had been knocked to the ground by Hollander and Genesis had stood in front of Zack. Zack had told him to get Hollander and he had nodded his head and given chase. That was several years ago, and Genesis looked no different the degradation gone, he looked younger…

The boots walked across the wooden floor slowly moving up to him, Cloud shot the red head a glare.

“You took your time.”

The red head smirked. “And where would he be?”

“ShinRA.” Cloud replied.

“Once again they play puppeteer, creating a new army of marionettes.” Genesis remarked as he lent over Cloud the blonde just keep his place not moving he’d fought several more frightening monsters than Genesis. “Tell me Cloud… are you one of them?”

“I’m not.” Cloud remarked.

“Then that’s good enough for me…” He stepped back turning round heading to the door.

“Where are you going?” Cloud asked.

“Somewhere you probably don’t need to know. Let SOLDIER 1^st Class Zack know I was here.” He pulled a dumb apple out of his pocket setting it on the counter before disappearing through the door.

Cloud looked at the apple for several moments.

He heard Tifa hang up the phone and come down the stairs. “Cloud Cissnei said Jenova left Zack, screaming something about an ancient. Least that’s what Zack told her.”

Cloud turned round. “An ancient?”

Tifa stopped looking to the dumb apple. “Cloud… who was here?”

“Genesis.”

Tifa looked at the apple then to Cloud. “If Jenova left Zack… that’s one less entity for him to fight.”

“Genesis could help end this all.” Cloud mused looking to the door and seeing the single black feather drift down past the window in the door.

~*~*~*~

Tseng looked at the mako blue eyes that blinked back at him. The former SOLDIER was drained and dead tired he could tell.

“You should have more energy than you do now…”

Zack’s mouth moved and he looked to the side. “I couldn’t take all her strength Tseng, that’s not right… I just… don’t want to see her hurt.”

Tseng looked at Zack with a raised brow. “You can control the amount of energy you intake… you’re learning fast.”

Zack moved from the chair standing up walking up to the window looking belong at the construction in the back yard, of builder’s with heavy equipment lifting the large merger sign up to place on the side of the building.

“You told Cissnei to restrain me Tseng.” He looked over his shoulder.

Tseng nodded. “For her protection.” He moved up behind Zack.

Zack looked away quickly his face flushing. He felt the older man’s hand move along the line of his jeans before pulling them open and his hand slipping in.

Zack let his forehead touch the glass as he inhaled sharply at the touch.

Fingers rolled up his length, stroking him, Tseng’s mouth by his ear.

“Stop…” Zack hissed. “I can’t take much more of this.”

“You can and you will. Sephiroth must be stopped.”

“By turning me into a male slut?” Zack hissed as his hips thrust in to the hand.

“By any possible means this is the faster and the quickest.” Tseng remarked.

“Why? Don’t I get a break…” Zack asked. “Let me recover… it’s too much.”

“You are SOLDIER you do what is required of you to get the job done.” Tseng retorted. “Even if it’s fucking my entire staff so he can be stopped. Then it will be done.”

Zack’s mouth opened. “Tseng I’m not-” He gasped as the hand tugged on his length hard making Zack’s hips ride forward. “Hnnn…”

“You are and you will.” Tseng corrected. “Until you have the strength to fight.”

Tseng pulled along Zack’s length, tugging him in to a hardness.

The former SOLDIER’s hips thrust into the hand as it pulled and stroked him. Zack’s breath coming in gasps, Tseng’s mouth moved along the side of Zack’s neck. The younger man seemed to respond and moan in pleasure.

There was always a slight downfall or repercussions to this sort of thing, by the end of it all, Zack’s body could end up craving the sexual touches and feeling of being or taking another. But it was something they couldn’t worry about now, they needed him to have enough strength to take on Sephiroth, before Zack’s body gave out and became the former General.

Zack’s hips thrust in to Tseng’s hand more, the gasps and moans coming from the SOLDIER’s mouth snapping Tseng back in to the moment. Stroking the arousal harder and faster, he lent his forehead against Zack’s shoulder.

“So close…” Zack moaned.

“I know.” Tseng whispered feeling the quivering arousal in his hand. Zack’s hips moved faster with the hand panting as if trying to reach that moment, his hands slapping to the glass as he thrust in Tseng’s hand more.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” Zack cursed his face blushing, Tseng saw the younger man’s gaze glance down watching the hand.

“You need strength…” Tseng whispered.

Zack nodded his head slowly as if accepting the fate Tseng was telling him.

“You let Sephiroth win last night Zack I’m not happy.” Tseng spoke up.

Zack let out a gasp his hips thrusting forward spilling white over Tseng’s hand and the window.

Tseng pulled back letting Zack go.

Zack groaned at the freedom he was allowed and he slid to the ground of Tseng’s floor.

Tseng removed a clothe form his drawer and wiped his hand before tossing it at Zack.

“How did you…” Zack looked up at the head of the Turks.

“Quinn informed me of their actions last night. I can only assume you challenged Sephiroth prematurely.” Tseng stated. “What would possess you to do such a stupid act?” Zack picked up the clothe wiping himself down not even looking at Tseng.

“It was Cloud wasn’t it?” Tseng moved over him. “You’re developing feelings more than what you had before for the boy.”

Zack turned round tossing the clothe in to the bin he could feel his face heating up as he stood up slowly moving to the door.

“It’s none of your concern.”

“If you both were still employed here I would advise against such action.” Tseng stated.

Zack stopped by the door looking over his shoulder. “Oh really?”

“Sexual relationships can destroy friendships.”

“So you just jerk me off. What is that if not a sexual relationship?” Zack asked.

Tseng cleared his throat walking up to Zack. “It’s not a relationship, it’s sex there is a difference.”

Zack blinked taken aback by Tseng’s cold words. “Tseng… I can’t just do that and not feel anything for the person.”

“You form attachments to easy.” Tseng pushed him up against the door.

Zack watched as the older man lifted his shirt up pulling it off, before hands moved to Zack’s hips slipping the jeans down low.

“Tseng!” Zack hissed, and he pulled away quickly putting the chairs between him and Tseng, leaning back against the desk swallowing. “That’s enough… no more… I can’t.”

Tseng shot him a glare and Zack looked to the side. “Sephiroth took your ethereal body last night.”

Zack’s hand hit the desk. “Well I’m sorry I screwed up okay?!” He glared at Tseng. “He was my hero first then my friend! What do you expect me to do?”

“Kill him not fuck him.” Tseng retorted.

Zack blinked. “I…” He stopped his hand running through his hair frustrated.

“You’re attached to him I know, you respect him still. Don’t!” Tseng growled pushing past the chairs and shoving Zack back over the desk.

Zack gasped as he felt Tseng’s hand move over his sore length, his eyes squeezed shut four orgasms so far since Cloud that morning he wasn’t sure he could take another.

“Tseng please no more I can’t…” He gasped as he felt the hand roll down his length to the tip then up to the base making his body shiver.

Tseng’s other hand loosened his belt letting his pants down low. Zack swallowed watching and he felt his length let go as the hand moved under him lifting him up from the desk slightly.

“Tseng wait I’m not-!” Zack began but was cut off as the older obviously pissed off Turk thrust into him hard. “FUCK!” Zack let out the shout louder than he’d intended. “Tseng!” He gasped as the older man thrust in to him and his hips moved up allowing him in deeper.

Tseng watched Zack’s flushed face, the younger man’s hand moving to his face to cover the red flush over cheeks, hips reacted and met his thrusts willingly though, he lent over Zack looking down at the former SOLDIER. The groans leaving Zack’s mouth was enough to drive him on.

“Ahhh… God… Tseng…” Zack gasped as he grabbed on to the desk, his hips rocked up over and over with the motions.

Tseng let his hair fall over his shoulder as he thrust in deeper in to Zack’s body, it was tight as hell and unprepared but he wasn’t after going easy on the SOLDIER he was pissed off. He wanted Zack to remember he was mad with him, for letting Sephiroth get the better of him.

“It hurts…” Zack hissed.

“Good.” Tseng growled his hands moving to Zack’s shoulder’s holding him down. “Next time think or take the punishment.”

Zack blinked in shock at Tseng’s tone. Yeah he’d gotten Tseng mad and he swallowed as his back arched up to take the older man in deeper.

“Understood.” Zack whispered his eyes closing trying to ignore the pain and take in the pleasure aspect of this.

‘He feels good doesn’t he?’

Zack gasped his eyes opening. ‘Sephiroth… don’t you dare… not now!’

‘The only one allowed to hurt you… is me.’

Zack felt the phantom glove hand move over the side of his face and Zack swallowed. ‘Seph…’

‘Watching this makes me want to take that Quinn’s body so I can have you bent over like this too.’

‘Leave him alone!’

Zack let out a cry as Tseng thrust in deeper. “Fuuuuuck Tseng!” he panted looking at Tseng’s hand moved down Zack’s chest to his length before grabbing it and stroking.

“Focus Zack… I know he’s talking to you.”

Zack swallowed. “How?” He gasped.

“Your eyes were glazing over with mako green.” Tseng explained.

Zack nodded his head slowly his eyes watching Tseng’s hand stroking along his arousal and he lifted and dropped his hips in time with Tseng’s movements.

“Fight him and stay with me.” Tseng remarked.

Zack blinked as Tseng’s mouth covered his and he clutched at the desk gasping in to the mouth as his hips continued to move with the impatient rhythm’s of Tseng’s thrusts.

~*~*~*~

Reno sat outside the door he could hear the moans and muffled voices the sound of Tseng’s desk being scrapped along the floor with their obvious sexual activity.

Reno just sat there glaring ahead the expression obvious to everyone that passed.

“Coffee Reno.” Kaye crouched down holding out a Styrofoam cup and she smiled at him warmly. Reno took the chance to glance down her top as he took the cup. ‘Damn M’adoc for having a hot but irritating sister.’ Taking a sip he watched the female copter pilot stand up.

“Hopefully we see you back in the office soon.” She mumbled.

Reno blinked. Kaye was being nice, they butted heads so often arguing like a couple teenagers, he couldn’t get over the comment.

“Kaye…”

She looked at him. “I know I shouldn’t… but I am. Without you here Clover… he… doesn’t seem right.” She lent over Reno her hands on the armrest. “You get better Reno and come back… please.”

Reno blinked. “What about this boyfriend of yours. Does he know you’re worried about another man?”

Kaye stood up her face blushing. “Yeah. He said it’s what he liked about me. That I was too kind.” She looked down. “How can we be kind as Turks really…”

Reno just shrugged. “Well if you get sick of him or Clover you can always throw that attention my way.” Reno grinned.

Kaye slapped him over the back of the head. “No thanks.”

He chuckled watching her walk off. “Damnit Clover you getting everyone worried about ya yo.”

“He will loose to her.”

Reno jumped looking to the side seeing Quinn standing there. “Holy fucken Jenova’s head… what the hell yo? Do we need to put a bell on you yo?”

Quinn blinked mis-matched colored eyes for the moment looking to the door. “Stay guard. Brother is close to waking up.”

Reno stood up. “What are you going to do?”

“Help remove Jenova from Clover.” Quinn glided down the hall in the direction of Ezekiel’s lab.

Reno quietly tried to turn the door handle, he was surprised it turned and he peeked inside, he looked on seeing Zack spread over Tseng’s desk and he blushed, hips rolling up in time with Tseng’s thrusts.

He knew from the low growl in the back of Tseng’s throat he was mad at Zack.

‘He never got that mad with me, what the hell did Zack do?’ Reno thought.

“Hnnn Tseng.” Zack groaned.

Reno saw the flicker of Tseng’s hand stroking Zack’s arousal in to a frenzy. Reno blushed slipping in to the office he shut the door quietly and moved behind the chair to watch and wait. If what Quinn said was true then Sephiroth would emerge and Tseng would need his help.

Tseng growled as he felt Zack’s climax spill over his hand and the SOLDIER’s lower abdomen. He was so close himself his eyes squeezing shut he pulled out thrusting in to the tight heat again his own arousal so close he could feel it quivering.

Tseng let his head drop to Zack’s chest gasping and he continued thrusting in to the tight walls pulling partway out and in again. It was sex not commitment he didn’t understand Zack’s reasoning to mess his life up completely by becoming attached to every person he slept with.

Zack’s hips thrust up and Tseng felt the walls tighten round him and he let out a growl as his climax came inside the former SOLDIER.

“Tseng…”

He looked up seeing Zack moving to sit up on his elbows.

Tseng slipped out of the man and he tidied himself up, before moving to stand by the window.

Zack sat up slowly his back hurting but the real pain was in his thighs. Doing up his jeans he looked round grabbing his black shirt up off the ground.

Zack looked at Tseng’s back and he sighed. “Okay I get that you’re mad Tseng.”

“Next is Reno.” Tseng stated coldly.

“Tseng stop throwing people at me!”

‘I’d welcome Reno gladly.’

‘You shut up you’re not getting your hands on Reno again!’

‘Jealous?’

Zack blushed. ‘No…’

He turned round and stopped seeing Reno crouched behind the chair. “Reno…” Zack whispered. The red head looked up at him and waved sheepishly.

“Yo.” The red head whispered.

Zack walked past opening the door.

Reno looked to Zack unsure if he should quietly follow hoping Tseng didn’t spot him.

“Reno I’d appreciate it if you knocked next time.” Tseng remarked. “Now take Zack… you know what to do.”

Reno stood up. “I can’t. We can’t go anywhere yet. Quinn said…” He stopped.

Tseng turned round. “Quinn said what?”

“Sephiroth he’s coming out.” Reno looked at Tseng.

Reno didn’t see it coming but Tseng flew at him and he was shoved back out the door and Reno hit the ground. He looked up at Tseng.

“What the hell yo?!” He blinked seeing the flash of silver hair behind Tseng and he jumped up and Tseng shot him a glare.

“RENO STAY BACK THAT’S AN ORDER!” The door slammed and Reno tried the handle to find it locked.

“TSENG!” He rammed the door with his shoulder and flinched in pain at the contact.

~*~*~*~

Tseng felt his hair grabbed from behind and he glanced at the topless Sephiroth the gloved hand holding a large amount of his hair, pulling him back.

“General.” He growled.

Sephiroth smirked. “Nobel move, saving Reno like that.”

Tseng just glared. “You’re not touching him again.”

Sephiroth’s hand moved down Tseng’s chest to his pants. “But I can touch you is that right?”

Tseng blushed angrily his own hand grabbing the former general’s trying to pull it away.

Sephiroth chuckled and he tossed Tseng back in to one of his own office chairs striding towards the raven man.

‘Sephiroth! Leave him alone!’ He could hear Zack’s plea inside his head, but it might as well have fallen on deaf ears.

Sephiroth stopped before the head of the Turks. “You enjoy bending my puppy over your desk don’t you?”

Tseng just glared at him. “Are you jealous?”

Sephiroth just smirked. “That body is mine… and mine alone, no one else can touch it.”

Tseng shot him another glare. “Zack’s body belongs to him not you.”

“Oh but it will belong to me, I can’t have it being ruined by the likes of your ShinRA lap dogs claiming it every five minutes for your perversions.”

“Our perversions? Look at what you’ve used Zack’s body to do?!” Tseng exclaimed standing up. “Reno! Is off duty! He’s never off duty! Vincent, Cloud, myself do I need to carry on?”

Sephiroth grinned at him. “How would you like a taste of your own medicine? To be bent over your own desk as I impale you.”

“SEPHIROTH!” Reno shouted through the door banging on it. “GET AWAY FROM HIM!”

Sephiroth kicked the door. “You’re next so wait your turn.”

Tseng looked up as Sephiroth stopped over him tossing Zack’s shirt to the side he reached down. Tseng felt the former General’s hand slip in to his hair and yank his head back. Tseng held in the hiss and gasped as the mouth captured his hungrily sucking on his tongue.

Tseng closed his eyes, he felt Sephiroth’s other hand move between his thighs stroking along his clothed length.

Tseng gasped in to the former General’s mouth at the urgent touch, the need obvious.

“Sephiroth! Get your hands off him!” Reno pounded on the door.

Tseng wanted Reno gone, the idiot needed to get out of the vicinity before Sephiroth went after him.

Sephiroth pulled back looking at the door. “Should we let him watch?”

“No.” Tseng growled.

Sephiroth chuckled starting to stand up he slowly began to stride toward the door.

Tseng jumped up moving fast between Sephiroth and the door, blocking the former General’s exit.

“Reno… get out of here that’s an order!”

He heard Reno step back from the door. “Tseng.”

“He’s drained you enough… Zack is going to need you after this…” Tseng stated.

“What about you?” Reno asked the concern slipping in to his voice.

“I’ll be fine… just leave. I’m not risking you getting hurt again.”

Sephiroth slammed Tseng up against the door his mouth moved to Tseng’s neck sucking on the skin, his hand ripping the jacket from Tseng.

Tseng let out a gasp, before he growled low in his throat and Sephiroth’s hand rolled over Tseng’s covered length.

Tseng turned his head from Sephiroth his eyes looking to the door. Sephiroth knew his concern for the red head did indeed go beyond office protocol, but he also knew from the way Reno was behaving he was acting like a jealous lover scorned.

Grabbing on to the covered length he heard Tseng hiss low, his hips bucking suddenly.

“Fuck…” the head of the Turks growled.

Sephiroth grinned. “Don’t mind if I do.” He pulled Tseng from the door pushing him to the desk knocking the raven haired man flat on his back over the desk. His hand slammed in to Tseng’s shoulder with a force to keep the raven haired man down for a while and probably bruise him at the same time.

Sephiroth ripped Tseng’s shirt open sending buttons flying across the office he looked down at the clean chiseled body of the head of the Turks. His hand moved up over the chest, then down stopping over the soft fabric of Tseng’s pants undoing the raven haired man’s trousers he slid the pants down low on hips.

“Such a sight…” Sephiroth purred.

Tseng just glared up at him. The head of the Turks keeping his words to himself, he obviously hadn’t expected Sephiroth to reappear and take him again like this, let alone in his own office.

Fingers probed past the tight ring of muscle of Tseng’s entrance, the Turk hissed his hands grabbing on to the desk trying to push himself up right.

Sephiroth placed a hand to Tseng’s chest slamming him back down quickly with a thud. That would be another bruise to add the slowly forming collection.

Tseng grunted with the impact, chest heaving as if gasping for air.

“You love to take him… you love the feel of control you have over him. Yet you can’t let yourself follow your own heart and take Reno. I find it so amusing to watch you let your frustrations out on Zack but as you make him suffer, it irritates me at the same time.” Sephiroth growled low. “Zack is mine and you toy with him like a child’s play thing.”

Tseng looked up at Sephiroth blinking. His mind ticking over taking the words in. ‘Sephiroth has developed an attachment to Zack…’ He realized in thought. ‘I’m going to have to send different blood to help Zack if Reno fails, then I have no other choice.’ He thought with a grimace.

A second digit slipped in to his entrance interrupting the thought, fingers curling round pushing in deep.

“AH!” Tseng’s hips jerked at the movement.

Fingers thrusting in deep, he let his eyes close. He would not inform Rufus of this predicament, just who there was left to send Zack’s way to fix this once and for all.

Tseng’s hips jerked as he felt his length grabbed and tugged by Sephiroth’s free hand. He clutched at the edge of the desk eyes squeezing closed, he couldn’t calculate or think as well this time around, his body already partly spent lending Zack the strength. He didn’t have enough energy to fight Sephiroth back.

He could feel the scrapes of the desk breaking his skin in spots and he made a mental note to switch from wood to something that would be less painful in the future.

The sound of Reno at the door made him glance in that direction he heard the charge of the EMR.

“No RENO!” Tseng shouted he was sure Reno had left, but obvious by the hum of the EMR the red head had opted to shut up and listen.

Tseng felt himself lifted from the table before being thrown across the room in to the door and he grunted with the impact, his hair grabbed and pulled back he let out a gasp as he felt the foreign intrusion shoot through his body as the former General impaled himself fast and deep inside his entrance.

“TSENG!” Reno pounded on the door.

‘Shut up Reno don’t attract attention, this can not get out.’ Tseng thought. His eyes closed as he felt the follow up thrusts of the general pushing up in to his body over and over with a deep urgency.

A hand slipping round to his front stroking his length fast the hand pumping him in to a quick arousal. Tseng’s hand touched the door and his nails scraped at the wood, Sephiroth wasn’t giving him enough time to think or calculate his situation to find a way out. If there was anything, Tseng always found a way to turn it around, but he couldn’t even physically turn around and fight the strength of the silver haired man.

Gasping, he felt the moan pass his lips as Sephiroth stroked his arousal from base to tip in a fast hard pump, each stroke more demanding, making his mind flicker in realization he was close to his climax too soon.

One hand on his hip with a grip like it was crushing the flesh to the bone, Sephiroth pushed the hip forward in to the stroking hand then back on to Sephiroth’s arousal, the movement would have been killing a normal un-enhanced human. Tseng was mentally thankful for the mako enhancements he was suddenly glad for getting upon his initiation in to the Turks.

Forward and back his hips were guided and moved with such a demand he was almost lost at who was causing his body to feel such pleasure and pain in several movements.

Hips slapped against his backside and he felt the breath on the back of his neck.

“You’re responding better this time… Tseng.” Sephiroth chuckled.

Tseng growled low in his throat. “You won’t win… we will destroy you. Until you are nothing more than a fleeting memory.”

“Try as you might… I will never be just a memory.” The mouth moved down his neck hand gripping his arousal harder pulling, stroking causing his length to quiver.

‘Damn him!’ Tseng thought.

But the thought was not much passed when he felt the cry leave his mouth as he spilled his forced climax on to the former General’s gloved hand.

Sephiroth continued thrusting up in to him, the general’s own arousal touching base fast and hard in an unforgiving motion hitting Tseng’s inner spot of arousal over and over in a maddening inhuman pace.

“Hnnn too much…” Tseng’s head touched base with the wooden door eyes closing not realizing he had verbalized what he was feeling.

“Good…” Sephiroth chuckled and pulled out thrusting in over and over till Tseng was sure legs would give way and he grabbed on to the door to hold himself up. He felt his body ready to give and the world was spinning close to blackness, the pain shooting up through his body.

Sephiroth was angry and he was showing it. ‘Fight him Zack…’ He thought.

He heard Sephiroth’s snarl as the climax came and the General pulled out hard and fast as he came.

Tseng dropped to the ground, his body spent and he glanced over his shoulder at Sephiroth standing there pants low on his hips, his spent length showing. The glare, the hatred obvious on his features. Tseng blinked for a moment.

“You… ‘re… attach…ment… goes… beyond… office protocol.” Tseng let the words drift out before he felt the unconscious world take him.

‘TSENG! TSENG!’ Zack’s voice was shouting Sephiroth could hear it, but there wasn’t a single peep from mother, she hadn’t returned…

“Beyond office protocol… I don’t care for your office protocol.” Sephiroth snarled holding his hand out ready to summon the Masumune.

‘NO DON’T!’

Sephiroth stopped. “Why? He hurt you.”

‘He’s my friend Seph... don’t.’

The General stopped at the words letting his hand drop, all he had left was Zack, mother had gone to chase down the ancient, for what purpose he didn’t know… but he missed her guidance.

Letting his eyes close he felt Zack’s voice. ‘Like you’re my friend… Tseng is my friend. You both treat me like shit sure. But you’re my friends…’

Sephiroth blinked for a moment. “I’ve stolen your body for the sole purpose of destroying this planet and you call me your friend.”

‘…… I won’t forget… the man you once were. Even if I have to kill you myself…’

Sephiroth stopped and he doubled over feeling the pain inside and he let out a low growl. “No… you’re not taking control so soon…”

‘I’m sorry Seph… I have to help Tseng.’ Zack apologized.

Sephiroth dropped to his knees. “Damn you… stop caring.”

‘Can’t do that sorry…’ Zack whispered.

~*~*~*~

Reno stared at the door it had gone quiet he looked behind seeing Reeve looking at him and he turned round. Valerius stood next to the WRO leader.

“Is everything alright Reno?” Reeve asked.

“Tseng locked me out.” Reno mumbled.

Reeve just smiled. “You are supposed to be off duty, you should go home and rest for a-”

The door opened cutting them off and they looked at Zack. Zack grabbed Reno by the shoulder. “Tseng needs a word.” He remarked and nodded his head at Reeve before Reno felt himself yanked in to the room the door shut and locked.

“Too many secrets.” Reno heard Reeve remark on the other side of the door.

“Sir the meeting with Rufus.” Valerius remarked.

“Ahh yes.” Reeve replied.

Reno blinked looking at Zack hearing the footsteps as they headed toward Rufus’s office. Reno glanced at Zack, he was Zack, his clothes were his but the gloves obviously Sephiroth’s remained. “How did you-?”

“Doesn’t matter… Sephiroth caught on regardless.” Zack stepped to the side and Reno looked over.

Tseng was unconscious in his chair Zack had moved him and used the head of the Turk’s jacket to cover the man, the cuts, scrapes, bruises and blood made Reno swallow.

“Tseng is not his favorite person right now. And I’m sorry... but please say you have some materia or something Reno. I’m out.” Zack begged.

Reno nodded. “Yeah I got some cure.” He pulled off his four slot bracelet and handed it to the former 1^st Class. Who took it walking up to Tseng he popped the materia out and activated it using the current of the materia to heal Tseng’s wounds.

Reno moved to Tseng’s wardrobe in the office and pulled out a fresh suit before putting it over the desk and then rummaging through one of the drawers he found a hairbrush and set it next to the suit.

Reno spent the next five minutes reorganizing Tseng’s office to make it as it should have looked. When Zack placed the materia back in the bracelet then handed it back to Reno.

“He’s going to be mad when he wakes up.” Reno remarked.

Zack nodded his head. “I know… but we should wait regardless.”

Reno let out a sigh, he agreed but he didn’t want to get a lecture for attracting attention outside Tseng’s door. Moving round the office he cleared up the ripped Turk uniform tossing it in to a plastic bag and shoved it in to the base of Tseng’s wardrobe.

“Zack… I really need a drink after this yo.” Reno sighed rubbing his temple.

Zack nodded. “You’re not the only one.” He moved to one of the seats and dropped himself in to it flinching slightly in pain.

Reno dropped in to the chair next to him and they sat there waiting for Tseng to wake up.

To Be Continued…
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