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Diabolic	By : OokamiKasumi Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Diabolic
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen - The END
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Diabolic

By Ookami Kasumi

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Three

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The sun climbed higher and the shadows thinned. Vincent was forced to look for shelter from the brightening sunlight, but he wasn�t about to return to the gazebo. Flitting from shadow to shadow, he investigated the vine-coated empty buildings looking for a room without windows, while his thoughts churned looking for a solution to his dilemma.

In one of the smaller buildings he found a stair leading down to a small windowless cellar. It was cool and dry with no trace of rodents. He sat down in the darkest corner facing the stairs with his knees up and his back against the wall.

No matter how he scoured his mind, he couldn�t think of a way out of his�mission. He was trapped. If Sephiroth chose to invoke that name while he was with Cloud and company, or worse, in a completely defenseless town, the destruction he could cause was too monstrous to think about.

The only loophole he could find in the demonic angel�s plan was that he wanted someone of his original bloodline. He knew for a fact that Sephiroth had no direct siblings, and he was pretty sure he�d never succeeded in fathering any children. Hojo might still have another one of his clones sealed in a tank somewhere, but Sephiroth had said that he didn�t want anyone Jenova tainted either. This also ruled out Cloud, thank Gaia for minor miracles.

Vincent smiled sourly. Perhaps Sephiroth had defeated himself in his own request? With that comforting thought, he slid into sleep.

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Vincent�s unquiet soul awoke and uncoiled within the sleeping body it inhabited. Food was near and it was very, very hungry.
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Vincent awoke standing in the doorway of the abandoned building. The night was ablaze with the descending curtains of a bright green aurora. A life-stream flow was spilling across the island coating the trees and flowers with the ethereal glow of life itself.

Vincent tottered out onto the grass and into the green light. His skin warmed deliciously under the fall of raw power. His body ravenously drank in the elemental energy until his blood sang with fire. His tense muscle relaxed all at once and his knees gave out. He sprawled on his back under the glowing curtains of aetheric life. It was so pure, so strong� His sight slipped out of focus, everything melding into a bright green haze. His thoughts scattered.

A long cool winged shadow spilled across him. �There you are.� The shadow knelt at Vincent�s side. �Vincent?�

Vincent blinked. The pale handsome face leaning so close to his was difficult to focus on through the emerald glare, but it was clearly frowning.

�Your eyes� They�re glowing green.� The frown deepened. �No, they�re merely dilated all the way open and reflecting the light.� A cool hand brushed his brow. �Vincent can you hear me?�

Vincent could hear him just fine, but his thoughts simply wouldn�t hold together long enough to form a reply.

The shadow snorted. �I thought this might happen.� He leaned down and slid his arms under Vincent�s limp body. �At night, the island drifts close to the life-steam. At this elevation, the flow here is far richer than what you are used to.� He rose from his knees and stood, lifting Vincent without effort. �I suppose I could have warned you about the possibility of power intoxication.� The shadow chuckled. �But why waste such a perfect opportunity?� The chuckle deepened into a rich rolling laugh. He strode forth with Vincent curled in his embrace, too dazed to make even the smallest protest.

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The tide of green power humming in Vincent�s blood was supplanted by a purely physical tide rising to engulf it � ecstasy. The green haze ebbed back, allowing his mind to surface. His gaze focused on the familiar arching ceiling above him, but his body was focused on something else entirely.

Hot wet suction was being voraciously applied to his dick.

Vincent shuddered in shock. His toes curled and his back arched in pure reflex. A deep guttural moan escaped his throat. His right hand clutched silk. Only it wasn�t silk, it was hair; long silver hair attached to the naked form of a winged man sprawled face first between Vincent�s raised knees. A hot hand held his risen flesh firmly for the hotter mouth that descended and rose on it.

Sephiroth was sucking his dick? He blinked to clear his vision, but it remained unchanged. A hot tongue lashed along the bottom of his shaft. His balls tightened and he gasped. The dark angel was not only sucking his dick, he was doing a damn fine job of it too.

The pleasure slammed him hard. He knew damned well that he should shove the man away from him, should attack, should escape, should do something�but he just couldn�t make himself do anything at all. Pain was something he�d long become accustomed to, but it had been so long since he�d felt physical pleasure, he was quite literally held captive by the sensations inundating his body. His heels dug into the gold sheets and he bucked into the hot mouth that held him. He was going to cum, really soon.

The mouth pulled away only to be replaced by a wriggling tongue that focused on lashing across the engorged and very sensitive head of his cock. The sensation was so intense it practically burned.

Vincent threw his head back and a small cry escaped his lips.

The tongue slowed to long languorous swipes. �Ah, so we have finally regained our senses.� The elegant head lifted, dragging a hot pink tongue along the length of Vincent shaft. The glowing green eyes were creased with humor under sardonically arched silver brows.

Vincent shuddered. His cheeks heated and his temper flared. �I�m surprised you didn�t just do me while I was out of it.�

�I considered it.� Sephiroth�s rose up on his hands and his lips curved in an insufferably satisfied smirk. �But I decided that I wanted you awake and attentive when I took you.� He slowly moved up Vincent�s body. Sleek muscle rippling under smooth pale skin slid between Vincent�s upraised and trembling knees. �I wanted you fully aware of exactly what was being done to you, and precisely who was doing it.�

Vincent stiffened. �You�re a sadistic bastard, you know that?�

Poised over Vincent�s body, Sephiroth�s green-gold gaze focused on Vincent�s. �You say that like it�s a bad thing.� He descended slowly, unbearably slowly, until his lips brushed Vincent�s nipple.

Vincent trembled, agonizing between anticipation and terror.

A long pink tongue flicked out and lapped, swift and hard.

Vincent�s nipple tightened deliciously and rose to a hard swollen point. He couldn�t help but gasp. His grip tightened in Sephiroth�s long silver hair, and he hated himself for it.

The dark angel moaned softly in appreciation, then bit down on the rigid flesh with his flat front teeth, his green gaze narrowing.

A bolt of fierce pleasure bloomed in Vincent�s nipple and speared straight down to his painfully hard dick, making it jump. His belly muscles clenched and he curled up, grabbing onto Sephiroth�s head with a guttural moan.

The dark angel wrapped an arm around Vincent�s waist and proceeded to suck hard and noisily on the captured nipple encouraging Vincent�s gasps. He reached up with his other hand and plucked at Vincent�s other nipple with his long nails, forcing it to burning erection.

It was too much. Vincent threw himself back against the pillows moaning.

Sephiroth followed him down to take Vincent�s open mouth. His tongue surged in to engage Vincent in a ferocious and breath-stealing kiss. His arm tight around Vincent, he writhed atop the smaller man, belly against belly, chest to chest, his rigid erection sliding along Vincent�s.

Vincent wallowed in the decadent pleasure of skin against skin, tongue against tongue. He arched, pressing up against the cock cradled between his thighs, and moaned, begging for more, begging for release. Guilt battled selfish lust. He shouldn�t want this, but he did. Blood and hell he wanted it.

Sephiroth raised his head, releasing Vincent from his kiss. He sat back on his knees and smiled with lips reddened from Vincent�s kisses. With slow deliberation, he licked his index and middle fingers.

Vincent froze in alarm, then pushed up on his elbows. �What�?�

The dark angel dug his fingers into Vincent�s hip holding him in place. �You want to cum, do you not?� He sucked on his two middle fingers until they dripped with saliva.

Vincent frowned. He did, but�

�So do I.� He lowered his wet hand, and reached under Vincent�s lifted leg to brush against the curve of his ass. �In you.�

Terror washed through Vincent. �No!� He twisted hard to get away.

Sephiroth chuckled and used Vincent�s momentum to flip him onto his belly. �Yes.�

Vincent grabbed for the sheets but they were too loose to do any good. He couldn�t kick out, Sephiroth was already between his spread thighs.

A powerful arm slid under his hips, lifting them from the mattress, forcing him up onto his splayed knees. Wet fingers slid between his ass cheeks. Fingers pressed against the tight rose of his anus.

Vincent gasped in shock and twisted to look back.

The dark angel�s gaze was focused on his ass. �Push out hard, or this is going to hurt.� His gaze shifted to Vincent�s face and he grinned. �Unless of course you like this kind of pain?� He pressed.

The pressure against his anus was firm, but insistent. Vincent resisted the invasion instinctively. Very quickly it became a sharp ache that threatened to become real pain. �I cant�!�

�You can. Push out against me and the pain will stop.�

Vincent shuddered and shook his head. �I can�t�!�

The arm around his waist pulled away and a hard slap smacked sharply against Vincent�s ass. �Push out!�

Vincent gasped in surprise and his body automatically relaxed. The finger slid in. He trembled with the shock of being penetrated.

The arm returned around his hips and the finger forged deeper.

His body constricted, closing tight around the invading digit. And it hurt --a lot. He bowed up, gripping the sheets, and choked back a groan. He was more than used to pain, but this was a completely different kind. It was far more�intimate.

Sephiroth snarled. �I said push out, you stubborn shit!�

Out of options, Vincent pushed out. The pain immediately retreated. He dropped down on his elbows among the sheets and a groan of relief escaped his throat.

�Much better.� The finger within swirled all the way around, trailing not unpleasant tingles that developed into shivers. �Now where is that�?� The finger pressed down against something.

A brutal wave of pleasure seared right up the back of Vincent�s skull making the hairs rise all over his body. His cock jumped in eagerness and liquid slid up his shaft and dribbled. He choked out a groan. It had damned near felt like an orgasm. He�d never felt anything like it.

�Ah, there it is.� Sephiroth chuckled. He pressed again.

Severe delight burned all the way up Vincent�s spine and then spilled through his cock, making it drip again. He gasped out a small guttural moan and shoved back, looking for more.

The dark angel obliged, stroking deeper. He added a finger while he was at it, increasing the pressure, and the intensifying the pleasure.

Vincent groaned and rocked back against the fingers pumping within him, mindless with need to feel more of that unusual intense pleasure, so unlike anything he�d ever felt. It was going to make him cum�

Sephiroth chuckled. �Such a greedy boy.� He pulled his fingers free.

Trembling hard, Vincent clutched the sheets with his right hand and bit back a whimper. Damn it! He was so close! Shameful as it was, he seriously considered demanding them put back in.

�Vincent.�

Vincent turned to look over his shoulder.

Sephiroth was pouring some kind of viscous oil on his hand from a white plastic squeeze bottle. The cat-slits in his eyes had widened to dark pits, and his cheeks were flushed a delicate pink. Smiling, he thumbed the lid closed with a snap and tossed it on the blankets. �Lay down on your back.� He reached down and smeared the thick oil up his heavy erection, and then down.

Vincent rose up on his knees and whirled to face his personal demon. Sephiroth was greasing his dick. That could only mean one thing. He swallowed hard. He could run�?

Sephiroth licked his lips. �If you run, you won�t get very far.� He stared pointedly down at Vincent�s rather painful hard-on.

Vincent felt the heat fill his cheeks. �I don�t want your dick up my ass.�

Sephiroth lifted a sliver brow and the corner of his mouth kicked up. �Oh? You didn�t seem to mind my fingers one bit.�

Vincent wrapped his arms around his waist and looked away. He couldn�t think of a thing to say.

�Vincent�� Sephiroth leaned forward on his hands, moving closer. �You can�t run away from your own desires. Just accept them.�

Vincent bared his long teeth at his tormentor. �I didn�t have these desires before!�

�Didn�t you?� The dark angel smiled and reached out to grasp Vincent�s upraised knees. �You can�t lie to me. You can�t lie at all. You never could.� He tugged and Vincent�s knees parted. �You may have learned to hold your tongue, but that doesn�t change the fact that when you respond to a direct question you will always answer with the truth.� He moved forward, sliding between Vincent�s knees his hands framing Vincent�s body. �You have always been truthful. You will always be truthful.�

Vincent fell back among the sheets, powerless to stop his own trembling submission.

Sephiroth rose over him his lips curved in a smile that held far too many long teeth. �You�ve lusted for me since the first moment you saw me in the tank across from yours. I knew it then, I know it now.�

Vincent looked away, scowling. �I do not lust after children.�

�I�m not a child anymore.�

Vincent glanced at him. No, this was no child.

�You want me.� Sephiroth leaned down, his belly and his erection brushing against Vincent. The heat of his body rolled across Vincent�s skin. �Admit it.�

Vincent shuddered and bit down on his lip. He did. Gaia help him, he did want him. He was shaking with want for this demonic creature, but he was the enemy. Vincent turned away.

Sephiroth grabbed his chin and snarled in his face. �Say it, damn you!�

Vincent snarled right back. �I won�t!�

Sephiroth lunged forward, his fingers digging in to Vincent�s shoulders, shoving him down to take Vincent�s mouth in a brutal kiss.

Vincent couldn�t help but parry the tongue invading his mouth.

Sephiroth pulled back and licked his lips. �Fine. If I can�t get the words out of your mouth�� He caught Vincent around the thigh and pushed, forcing the knee up high. �I�ll fuck them out of your body.� He reached back to grasp his own cock.

Vincent jerked. �What�?� He shifted to move away but Sephiroth was already between his legs. Something thick and hot pressed against his anus, and shoved, hard. Vincent tensed against the invasion. The pain was sharp and immediate. A gasp was torn from his throat.

Sephiroth leaned over him scowling, his cheeks flagged with deep pink. �Push out, you stubborn bastard!� He pushed Vincent�s knee higher and shoved harder.

Vincent arched his back and pushed out, just to stop the pain. His body opened. A hard, hot, and thick weight entered his ass, and forged deep. A low guttural cry escaped his throat.

Sephiroth propped both arms under Vincent�s legs, shoving them forward as he leaned into the man under him. His eyes closed and he groaned. �So fucking tight!�

Vincent grabbed the sheets under him, groaning with the rigid weight of the cock spreading and filling his ass.

Staring straight into Vincent�s eyes, the dark angel licked his lips. �Whether you choose to admit it, your body is mine, and we both know it.� He arched, pulling his cock back, then flexed surging back in hard enough to slap sharply against Vincent�s ass.

Vincent gasped more from surprise than pain. The fullness was far from comfortable, but it wasn�t unendurable. It was however, painfully mortifying.

Sephiroth rolled his hips and struck against something deep in Vincent�s ass.

Pleasure pressed hard behind Vincent�s balls and jolted him all the way up the back of his skull. Vincent shuddered hard and cried out.

The dark angel grinned. �Oh yeah, I got it now.� He thrust again, only this time he made sure to strike that spot in passing.

Cruel delight speared through Vincent and he cried out again, completely unable to stop himself.

Grunting, the dark angel took him, and took him, with long fierce strokes. Each thrust struck in passing that violently delicious place, hammering the cries from Vincent�s throat.

The pleasure intensified within Vincent, building toward a ferocious crescendo that threatened to swallow him whole. He reached up and clutched at Sephiroth�s shoulders, hanging on for no reason that he could name. Tears streaked down his cheeks. He couldn�t stop them any more than he could stop his hoarse cries.

�Yes.� The midnight velvet voice brushed against Vincent�s ear. �That�s it.� He groaned. �Show me how much you want me.� He reached down, between their bodies to grasp Vincent�s cock, and stroked in time with his thrusts. �Cum for me, Vincent.� His hand was hard and merciless. �Cum now.�

Vincent couldn�t hold out against the voice, the hands, or the shaft pumping into him. Climax exploded, wringing a howl from his throat. He shuddered under the onslaught of searing delight that blazed through him and out of him, spattering both their bellies with jets of hot thick fluid.

The dark angel flashed a grin, closed his eyes, thrust, thrust again, shuddered, and sighed.

Vincent gasped for breath, his mind washed clean of every thought, and yet there was no mistaking the cock flexing within him, filling him with another man�s cum.

The beast sharing Vincent�s soul stirred. Black streaks appeared all along Vincent�s skin. Vincent�s third eye opened showing Sephiroth in shades of iridescence with a blood-purple halo and blue-violet wings.

The beast inhaled, savoring the orgasmic life-force pumping into its body. It didn�t care that Vincent had been taken by another man. It only cared that orgasm had been achieved and food had been delivered.

Vincent arched and moaned. Energy blazed through him, revitalizing the wings that had been dormant against his back. His left hand burned with vibrancy, blackening the edges of the wrappings.

Sated, the beast slipped back under, and the jagged stripes disappeared leaving Vincent pale and shaken among the sheets with cum spattered all over his belly and between his thighs.

Vincent rolled onto his side trembling with spent passion.

Arms closed around him from behind, pulling him back against a warm chest. �Sleep, Vincent.� The sheet was drawn up and a kiss was pressed to his shoulder. �Don�t think about it, just go to sleep.�

Vincent closed his eyes but there was no escaping his thoughts. He had been well and truly fucked. And he�d enjoyed it.

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