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Soaked: First in the Chronicles of Soaked	By : wolfkin59 Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1303 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor have I made money from this. It's a GIFT, therefore I'm not getting paid for it. Neither do I own Pat Green's "Wave on Wave" or NIN's "Closer" - though I used bits of their lyrics.

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Soaked: Part IV

Wave on Wave
Zack set the PHS on the table and nuzzled a pale neck. Tseng's back was to him, so the raven-haired SOLDIER couldn't see his expression. He didn't know what to say, had no idea where to take things from here. Hell, I still don't even know if he's interested in me...
For his part, the Wutaian TURK had no inkling of what was causing the typically vocal SOLDIER to stay silent-and besides that, the raven-haired man was beyond confused. He's sober and he's still flirting? Does he really like me? After a short pause, And what did he mean, the way I smell is making him high?
Finally, Zack whispered the only words he could force past the knot of emotion blocking his throat. "Please don't leave..."
What got to Tseng wasn't the begging. Begging a TURK was utterly useless; it was like asking a Zolom not to bite. No, what got to Tseng was the shaking, miserable, hopeless tone coming from a SOLDIER, much less this particular SOLDIER.
"..." In all truth, the Wutaian man had no more idea what to say than Zack did. But he tried. "... I...can stay..." If you want me to...
And Zack froze. Did I just hear...? Did he...mean it? Coherent thought rejoined him again. Wait - his voice was rough...with emotion? Does this...matter to him, too?
Just to make sure, Zack mumbled, "If you're forcing yourself, just go..."
It was all Tseng could do not to roll his eyes. Who knew SOLDIERs could be such drama queens... Well, excepting General Rhapsodos... He looked up, using it as an excuse to lay his head on the shoulder behind him.
"... It's...different."
"... Huh?"
There was great temptation to request aid in explaining his motivations from Angeal Hewley, but it was drilled into all TURKs to rely only on themselves. So he struggled almost visibly and said, "You're...you."
When Zack still didn't understand, Tseng caved. He retrieved his PHS from the coffee table and sent a text to Angeal.
How do I get the puppy to understand that I'm here because I want to be? That if he stays, we may both find something I've been looking for?
Apparently Angeal wasn't busy teaching yet, because his reply was almost immediate. Show him the text you just sent me.
Unsure but knowing that Angeal knew the puppy better than he did, Tseng obeyed the message. He opened text and handed the phone over his shoulder, glad he couldn't see the man behind him...and that he couldn't be seen by the man behind him.
Zack didn't know what to think when he was handed the phone. So he read the message...and read it again to make sure he wasn't seeing things. "..." It was uncharacteristic of him, but he didn't know how to respond to that. 'Really?' seemed too pathetic, while 'YOU didn't know what to do?' would be both rude and, in all probability, misconstrued. The SOLDIER was just opening his mouth to say that he'd been looking too when...
I wanna fuck you like an animal- 1*
Snapping the phone shut to silence it, Zack froze for a moment. I don't need to be reminded about wanting to get laid-with him, in particular. My mind's stuck in the goddamn gutter when it comes to him! Then he flipped it open again and opened the message without asking. Reno wasn't the only one nosing about in Tseng's business today. And for Gaia's sake, the SOLDIER was going to do a better job! That was all there was to it!
Have fun getting laid. Hope you aren't as exhausted as I am when you're done...
Eyes wide, Zack turned the TURK around and faced him squarely, hands on blue-suited shoulders. "What was the last thing you knew Angeal was doing last night?"
Perplexed by the intensity of the gaze, Tseng frowned minutely and answered. "Putting Sephiroth and Genesis to bed. Why?"
First an eyebrow twitched. Then a corner of his mouth. "... Read the text," the puppy told him, holding the phone out.
Tar-black eyes boring holes in the unrepentant SOLDIER, the TURK accepted his phone back. Scanning the message, Tseng had to reread it to ensure that he wasn't misinterpreting anything.
Leviathan... A rather snarkier part of his mind added, Unless I miss my guess, Genesis jumped him and Sephiroth both... And I don't even want to KNOW who got top, bottom, or middle. He looked up into sky blue eyes. They were admiring him, and part of him suddenly felt the urge to preen and show himself in the best light.
He squashed it ruthlessly, of course, and raised one eyebrow in a silent query.
Now confident, Zack grinned instead of blushing or stammering. In answer to the unspoken question, he said, "What, I can't like looking at you? I've thought you were sex in a suit the first time I saw you - you can ask Reno if you don't believe me - and I haven't changed my mind." The gaze that roved over the TURK's body was lustful and inviting all at once. Still, if Tseng didn't make up his mind soon, the puppy was going to say 'The hell with plans!' and just pounce on him.
An errant breeze blew from the one open window upstairs, carrying a few scents to the Wutaian TURK. He wrinkled his nose the slightest bit and said, "Tell you what - let's admire each other after we clean up. I'm smelling liquor and body odor, so we need to shower and brush our teeth."
"Got a spare toothbrush, then?" asked Zack. "You're a perfectionist so I suspect you have a spare towel."
Tseng sighed. "Yes, I have extras. Come on, then." And he led the way upstairs to the bathroom.
Eyes wide with wonder as he took in the sights, the puppy trailed behind. There were wonderful scenes with forests and temples and a few ancient bridges, snapshots of flying monsters native to the Wutai area, a Wutaian table and tea set, an oaken four-post bed complete with blue satin sheets and drapery with black silk pillow cases...and, finally, the bathroom. Which might as well have been a spa.
There was a sauna, a hot tub, a regular tub/shower area with various bath oils set carefully around the edges...and probably the most high quality shampoo, conditioner, and body wash he'd ever seen.
The towels were fluffy but effective, there were a few rags but more plush scrubs, and the walls of the bathroom were done in a pattern of one ebony tile for every three royal blue tiles. Simple, yet exotic.
Essentially Tseng, thought Zack. I like it.
Setting out a couple of towels, the Wutaian man pulled out a spare toothbrush, still in its package, set it on the counter, and brushed his own teeth before starting the shower. He probably knew that the SOLDIER was ogling him as he stripped, but ignored it. For his part, Zack wiped the drool away and shook his head, brushed his teeth and stripped as well.
No way am I passing up a chance to get wet with this dream.*

Tseng knew full well that Zack was getting in the shower with him, but chalked it up more to the puppy being used to the SOLDIER barracks showers, which were used by all and sundry of the cadets quite often, than to anything else. He ducked his head under the water and rinsed the conditioner out of his hair. But when he blinked the soap from his eyes and sloughed the excess drops from his face, he wasn't expecting to find himself suddenly pinned to the wall, straddling the tub's faucet, with a horny Zack Fair doing a d*mn good job of turning him on.
(It came upon me wave on wave. You're the reason I'm still here, yeah. Am I the one you were sent to save? It came upon me wave on wave.) 2*
Lips touched his neck as Zack whispered, "Do you want top or bottom? Either way, I'm gonna play with you a while..."
The shudders of delight that tore through Tseng's spine wreaked havoc with his mind, leaving him wondering only, Why in Leviathan's name didn't I try for this sooner? RENO saw the signs before I did! TURKs are supposed to notice things!

*I couldn't pass up the 'wet dream' reference. XD
1* Lyrics from the Nine Inch Nails song "Closer"
2* Lyrics from Pat Green's "Wave on Wave"
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