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To Claim a Fallen God	By : cherrygirlprime Category: Final Fantasy Anime > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sephiroth was leaner now and had more of a swimmer's build as he could no longer work out at the punishing pace he was used to, but was no less powerful or desirable. He always made a point of wearing a loose t-shirt when they had company. He was shy about that part of him and hated his belly touched by anyone but the women, Vincent, or Tseng.
Vincent walked upon the pale visage of an almost naked Sephiroth, save for his shorts, laying on a blanket in the hot sun.
"I brought you some lemonade” Vincent said to him.
Sephiroth sat up and took it from him.
"Thank you. Are you checking me out again?" he asked him, quirking a silvery brow and smirking over the rim of the glass holding the lemonade.
"It is very difficult to dismiss your presence. There are not many other almost pale to the point of albinism looking men lying around my backyard, unless I joined you" Vincent observed with a smile.
"Why? Does it bother you?" Sephiroth asked him.
"Of course not, do as you will. You seem to enjoy it. Besides, it does tempt other emotions in me you are not ready for" Vincent said no nonsense.
"…It is relaxing. I've never really had the time to do so" Sephiroth explained, flustered at Vincent's end statement though he fought for it not to show. "There were always people telling me what to do, making demands of me. That's why I tend to live alone," he explained.
"I guess we ceased that in more way than one" Vincent said, speaking of Tseng as well.
"I don't mind" Sephiroth said almost shyly, now breaking their intense stare off.
"Well, I should leave you to your mediation with the Planet. You're getting to be more like Aerith every day" Vincent shot back in a humorous tone at him.
"You could join me, if you want" Sephiroth suggested and seemed surprised when Vincent sat down beside him.
"Do you have everything you need?" Vincent asked him.
"I have everything I need physically" Sephiroth said and seemed to blush a bit.
"I once offered you more" Vincent reminded him.
Sephiroth frowned and took off his sunglasses and leaned up. He'd fought it but he had craved the man's touch.
"Vincent, it is hard to ask for sexual gratification from someone when you barely even know how to kiss" Sephiroth chided him then gasped when he had been pulled to his knees and Vincent hands cupped his face. His latent and new hormones were on fire.
"Then it is time you learn" he said before kissing him in way that Sephiroth could feel all the way to the tips of his toes.
Vincent's human hand roved all over the soft, sun warmed flesh of Sephiroth's back and then slid lower to cup one of the cheeks of Sephiroth's delectable rear and he startled a bit at this and leaned back.
His face was flushed with arousal.
"Vincent, I'm not sure...I don't know how to" he explained hesitantly.
"Sexual experience is to be gained by having sex, there is no mystery. Do you want me to show you how? " he asked and Sephiroth took a deep breath and nodded.
Vincent reached over and undid his shorts.
"Here?" he asked him blushing.
"Tseng won't be here until the weekend and the servants have their day off, besides you seem to like it out here. It seems like a perfect setting for your first time" Vincent assured him.
"It’s hardly my first" Sephiroth said looking awkwardly down at his swollen belly.
"If you can't remember it, it is your first time and I want to cherish you" he said hooking Sephiroth’s hair behind his ears and forcing him to look at him. "Do you want me to? You only must consent” he asked him.
Sephiroth’s beat hard and fast in his chest. Though he played it cool and collected, his face a neutral mask again, he was screaming inside to be taken, to be dominated all over again.
"Yes" Sephiroth said and allowed Vincent to strip his final garment from him, exposing the fleshy paleness of his hugely swollen member and a nice sized scrotal sac. The sunlight on his skin made him look positively ethereal.
Vincent pushed him back and rained gentle kisses on his upturned face.
Sephiroth took a chance and captured Vincent's lips in a hungry kiss. Vincent moaned into the intensity of the kiss. Vincent took control again.
Sephiroth seemed to shiver, as Vincent's own pale hand roved over his torso. Quitting his lips, Sephiroth gasped as Vincent's hot mouth kissed down his body, giving a special lingering one on top of the bump there.
Then his penis was engulfed in the hotness of Vincent's mouth, taken to the root and he almost shouted as Vincent moved fluidly along his length, soon he was crying out with his hands fisted in the other man's dark tresses while his head rolled back and forth in ecstasy. He gasped as he could feel tension at the base of his penis and then he shattered apart and Vincent swallowed his pent up flow and then leaned back to watch him cum. It was a truly beautiful sight at how Sephiroth writhed his pearly complexion, flush in his release.
Sephiroth leaned up and deeply kissed Vincent, who was trying to do that and undress at the same time and was getting into kind of a tangle because of that. Soon his clothes surrounded them and they entwined naked on the blanket.
A tube of lube was produced as if from what seemed like nowhere.
Vincent coated a finger with it to gently press past the almost virgin tight rosebud of Sephiroth's body and he mewed and squirmed as it rubbed something inside him that gave him a jolt of pleasure. Another finger ghosted in to find, seek, and conquer the bud of Sephiroth’s pleasure and worry in a hypnotic way that caused his eyes roll back into his head. Soon, Vincent's fingers danced inside Sephiroth. They flicked, caressed, and kissed the small bundle of nerves there as he gasped against Vincent's lips. However, Vincent was not going to let him lie passively beneath him this time and rolled them so Sephiroth straddled him. With a surged of his hip, he seated himself within the tight rear passage of Sephiroth, who let out a yell/moan and clenched his eyes shut.
"No, I want you to look at me while I take you" he ordered him as he leaned up and caught his waist.
Sephiroth moved tentatively but soon bounced on him and wailing at the sky as Vincent drove into him as hard as he dared, stroking Sephiroth's own engorged tool in time with his own stroke until his new lover's cum pearled. Vincent's own flesh on his own final thrust shot his hot spunk deep inside his tight body and leaned up to hug the other male, who panted against him.
"Did that feel good?" Vincent asked him.
“Oh-it was ... I…I didn't know” Sephiroth's words failed him.
The feeling was breathtaking. He felt like his own body was firing nerves everywhere. He laid there and then he felt it: pulses as light as butterfly wings in his abdomen. He placed his hand there and concentrated.
Vincent initially thought that something was wrong but after seeing the fear yet awe in Sephiroth's face, he gathered why.
“The child…it moves” Vincent said as more a statement than a question.
Sephiroth looked at him and he understood what was going on with the newest revelation.
“Will the child always behave as such, and does such action harm it? Should we go a different pace? “Sephiroth was asking serious questions still not realizing that he was planning for Vincent to do more sexually with him.
Vincent tried not to tease the man because he was being sincere, nor did he want the man not to feel comfortable in expressing himself. Vincent promised to gather him more reading material for what to expect.
Therefore, that is what Vincent did.
He’d taken care of Sephiroth when he was ill with morning sickness. Vincent was tolerant and lenient with his mood swings. He saw to his weird eating habits. Above all else, he tended to Sephiroth’s needs.
Sephiroth against the wall, on his back, and on his side, many times a day as much as his stamina and Sephiroth could take. Sephiroth had been a nympho and Vincent just hadn’t known it but coaxed it out.
One night as Vincent was taking the squalling Sephiroth in his lap vigorously, Tseng let himself into Vincent's mansion.
Tseng was overly pleased to play the voyeur while Vincent found that Sephiroth was an exhibitionist and loved to be out in the open and watched.
The first time Tseng had watched them furiously couple, Sephiroth was on fire. Sephiroth had come so hard and violently by clenching internally that it borderline hurt Vincent’s penis; Goddess, Vincent did not care.
Sephiroth hurt him so good it was wicked.
Sephiroth was still small enough in his pregnancy that he could do more and desired more. The fact that he had voiced that he wanted, no required Tseng on his back screaming and clawing at his back with wild looking, green glowing eyes and sex tousled hair, was a sheer vision.
Of all things Sephiroth had ever did in all of his variants of lives, expressing his own want was never one of them.
Vincent had never shared Tseng and never had stated that Tseng had to be anything to Sephiroth or Tseng be beholding to Sephiroth in anyway either, but the two just were in harmony.
Sephiroth grabbed a handful of that weighted sable hair in hand and proceeded to plunder Tseng’s lips and mouth with his tongue spearing inside the other’s moist cavern, enacting what his lower half would do to the man shortly.
This caused Tseng to crumple from the soft lips working so intensely against his own. He was stripped in a blur and the feast was beginning.
Vincent watched as all that he had imparted to Sephiroth in being a generous lover was put to good use, as lubrication was applied, the scissoring began, and Tseng smoldered under Sephiroth’s sword calloused hands.
When Sephiroth finally claimed Tseng’s entry, and in effect lost his real virginity, it was orgasmic to Vincent.
That beautiful slivery hair marrying Tseng’s black hair even as their bodies were joined was a glorious sight.
Sephiroth, even in his pregnant glory, was wearing Tseng out.
Tseng’s head was thrown back, his long pale neck bared for all that was quickly being marked, and he was crying out with each thrust in him it was brushing against or right on his prostate. Tseng braced against Sephiroth’s arms. The fiery passion came to a fever pitch and caused Tseng to lose his battle and cum between the two of them.
This is what wet dreams were made of.
They changed positions with Sephiroth laying down flat and Tseng aloft of his long and engorged manhood pounding away at the man. Tseng was sucking on his two middle finger of his hand, satisfying his oral fixation while being worked over. His flesh was engorged again in excitement, and Sephiroth responding to Tseng masturbating it with his other hand as Tseng was so out of his mind riding Sephiroth, it was magnificent.
Sephiroth lifted up and Tseng had to latch on because the man went into overdrive in Tseng’s body, causing Tseng to score scratches on his arms, shoulders, and back, all the while screaming and wailing with each perfected jab to his prostate continued. Tseng was a shaking mess and all at once threw his head back, drooling mouth a gape in a cry and came pearly white against each of their chest once more, eyes rolling back and fading away against the waiting pillows behind and below him.
Sephiroth also cried out at Tseng tensing internally and came heavy inside the other male.
Vincent not too far to their right grunted his release from furiously masturbating to their glorious scene together.
Sephiroth eased out of Tseng's abused hole, and moved to caress the passed out man. Vincent took that opportunity to slink onto the bed as well. The child decided to be active after such activity and so when Vincent began massaging Sephiroth all over, including his taut stomach, it was wonderful.
And so from that moment the three just were.
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