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Summary: Genesis gets congratulated by Sephiroth in the most unexpected way. Genesis and Sephiroth start their turbulent relationship and you should all pity poor Angeal! A Collab between Soyna and BMIK
Rating: If you have read any of BMIK's or my stuff, you know this is rated Mature in nature. That means that there will be men love (yaoi), bad language and a lot of bad attitude as well.
Genesis: Soyna
Sephiroth: BMIK

He dismissed the waiter and focused on Sephiroth again who was relaxing in the chair that he had claimed. "What games are you playing?" Sephiroth grumbled but kept the smile on his face. He could see Angeal turning to look at them. He didn't want to get any more lectures than he already had.
"Games?" A faintly disdainful shadow flickered over the General's face. "I don't like playing games. They are pointless." Of course he was feigning ignorance, but he wouldn't give Genesis the satisfaction of letting him know that he had thwarted Sephiroth's plan to elegantly seduce the blond into his bed. "I am merely looking out for the best interests of the cadets since from time to time they obviously make bad choices for their mentors."
He reached for his glass and cheered at Genesis before downing it.
Genesis took a sip of his own drink and frowned at Sephiroth's blatant lie but there was no way he could call him on it.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he instead sneered. "I was talking about a drinking game. Are you up for a challenge? We can play coins? Or do you want to have a drink every time Lazard pushed up his glasses as he looks over here?"
"Whatever." Sephiroth lazily waved a hand and downed his second drink easily. The sharp liquid burnt his throat, creating a fiery string that went from his mouth to his belly. Soon enough it dulled down to a gentle throbbing and the General's belly felt pleasantly warm. The alcohol had yet to affect his head.
His eyes drifted over to the little blond who got introduced to Lazard. The Director seemed pitifully grateful for someone to take notice of him so he did everything to engage them into a longer conversation, repeatedly pushing up his glasses. It was a nervous habit of his.
"Let's go with Lazard."
Genesis smiled and twirled his own drink, "Whoever spots makes the other person have a drink." The way that Lazard was fiddling with his glasses he would get Sephiroth drunk in no time. He was in a perfect position to see Lazard.
He took a small sip of his drink and looked over to the Director. "We will need a bottle of vodka to do this right."
Since he had domesticated the bartender already Sephiroth ordered two bottles of vodka. From prior experiences he knew that Genesis could hold his liquor quite well; he was a country boy, all right.
But Sephiroth was determined to win this; this wasn't about who would get to fuck the blond brat anymore, this had turned into a matter of principles!
From afar Angeal watched their antics from the corner of his eye, despairing. However they were adults and there was only so much he could do. At least they were busy with themselves instead of making others miserable and Angeal would make sure that it stayed that way.
At least for tonight.
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"Lazard is soooooooo twitchy," Genesis slurred as he slumped over the table after his last shot. "He should really gets ... um ... that ... um," Genesis pointed to his eyes and blinked a few times. "Ya know, fixed."
He was beginning to think his own eyes needed to be fixed. Sephiroth was looking like he was slouching and there was an unguarded smile on his face. He was looking mighty fine sitting there with that shot glass in his hand. He was fucking hot and that was all there was to it and he looked even hotter now that he was drunk.
... or was it because he was drunk.
Didn't matter as Lazard touched his glasses again and he yelled at Sephiroth to take another drink.
"Hrm."
Sephiroth managed to get the glass to his lips without spilling anything and without throwing half the contents past his face. All right, so he was wasted, but he was too far gone at the moment, he didn't really care.
Also he got the slight suspicion that Lazard's quirk had gotten worse with every hour that passed and that it also got worse the more often he looked over to their corner. The party was pretty much over and Zack and the blond had left ages ago. There was one SOLDIER snoring on the floor and the only other people in the room were where Lazard and Angeal were. They seemed to be keeping an eye on them so they wouldn't wander off to destroy the premises.
Sephiroth didn't care about destroying anything. His eyes were glued to the spot where Genesis' ass was. He had a sudden, irrational longing for that tight piece of flesh.
Lazard pushed his glasses.
"Your turn."
Genesis blinked a few times and looked down at the shot glass. He shakily filled it and didn't spill too much on the table before he leaned back and brought it to his lips.
He kept leaning back and as he did so, his thoughts were on where the back of his chair went as he fell on the floor, flinging his shot glass across the room and he found himself staring at the ceiling.
"We should have played coins," Genesis mumbled. He wouldn't be so shit-faced had they played coins.
The sight was so pitiful that Angeal had to turn away.
"Shouldn't we do something?" Lazard asked, obviously overwhelmed with the situation. He pushed up his glasses repeatedly.
"Yes," Angeal growled, grabbing the man by the arm and dragging the startled Director out of the room.
"But —."
"They will be fine; they are too drunk to do any damage." Angeal was sick of babysitting them.
In his chair Sephiroth shook with silent laughter that went on for a good few minutes. When he could breathe again he graciously leaned forward and sluggishly pulled at Genesis' arm to hoist him back up in his chair.
"You're ... drunk," he snorted, knocking over an empty vodka bottle. The bartender had left an hour ago but not before they had successfully threatened him to leave them all his alcohol.
"Snot," Genesis slurred, "Snot drunk." He realized that Sephiorth had touched him. He swayed in his chair and looked at Sephiorth who looked absolutely delightful with a silly grin on his face.
"You's drunk," Genesis said and reached out and pushed on Sephiroth's shoulder.
"Thanks, Captain Obvious." Sephiroth reached for another bottle, only to realize that all of them were empty. The disappointment on his face was evident.
As Genesis was swaying, Sephiroth reached out on reflex to keep him steady (though he was slower than usual). As it happened, the position they were in, hanging over the table, Genesis half fallen off his chair again, left the General with a grand opportunity. Slowly a mischievous smirk spread on his lips as he reached out in slow motion, his palm meeting with Genesis' firm buttock. Then he squeezed, hard.
Sephiroth couldn't help but chuckle.
Genesis yelped and jumped away from the squeeze and ended up on the floor again looking up at a swaying Sephiroth.
"My ass!" Genesis yelled and kicked out at the silver haired man, "Is not a squeeze toy!"
"Really? Could've fooled me."
The position Genesis was in, kneeling in front of him, glaring up at him with his eyes and oh so shiny and his face oh so angrily flushed, evoked some memories in the General about a certain session in his office.
Had it been any lesser man they wouldn't have been able to produce a solid boner, not with those amounts of alcohol. But the two of them were also pumped with mako which messed up pretty much all of their bodily functions.
"Let's get you out of here," Sephiroth muttered, crouching down and attempting to drag the redhead out of the room.
Genesis felt warm arms wrap around him and drag him to his feet.
"Well, it's not!" He protested as his knees felt like Jell-O and he was forced to lean against the warm figure of the General. He smelled the same as Genesis remembered as he allowed his hand to gain greater purchase on the man and found his hand firmly gripping his side.
"Where we gonna go?" Genesis asked as he leaned further against him. Sephiroth was comfortable to lean against.
"Your place."
Had he had a hand free he would have taken advantage of Genesis' vulnerable state right again but as it was he had all hands full trying to keep the man upright and walking. Not to mention that Sephiroth wasn't the most steady one on his own feet either.
"You still owe me one," he grunted as they made their way through the door of the dirty party room and stumbled down the dark, silent halls. The elevator seemed to be miles away.
"Owe you!" Genesis muttered as he tried to get on his feet without Sephiroth's help but that wasn't succeeding. "You keep grabbing my ass!"
Speaking of asses ... Genesis noted that he was in a wonderful position to reach Sephiroth's. Despite the encounters that they had, he hadn't gotten his hands on those globes and since the man kept using his ass as a squeeze toy too, he went for it.
"Now look who is talking," the General snapped through gritted teeth. "Stop that immediately, that's an order!"
At least they had reached the elevators. Sephiroth pushed the button with his elbow and the doors opened instantly. They got inside, and the cabin went up, the motion not exactly helping with the intoxication.
Genesis hummed and leaned more into Sephiroth. "I like your ass," he slurred and pressed himself against Sephiroth to show him how much he liked his ass. He was getting hard from the warm globe that was in his hand and he wondered if he would get some attention from those lovely lips.
"And you dick too."
"People keep telling me that," Sephiroth grunted. Not the part about his ass though he added in his blurred thoughts. He shifted a bit to get Genesis' hand off aforementioned body part. The elevator stopped and he hoisted Genesis up again. The closeness was getting to him too, even more so when his hand accidentally slipped underneath Genesis' shirt to feel warm, sweaty skin. Ah yes, he would get paid back for the blond slipping his grip tonight.
Genesis felt himself being dragged and stumbled out the elevator with Sephiroth. He had to move his hand off the ass but moved it into the next thing he could grip 's hair. He reveled in how soft it felt as he wound it around his fist.
"Silky," he mumbled. He always wondered what it would be like to be teased by the silky tresses, but his words failed him as he tugged on it. "Sexy silky," he stammered.
In his drunken haze Sephiroth smirked. His hands shamelessly roamed the parts of Genesis' body he could grab without losing hold of him, which was pretty much only his side and his hipbones. And his fingers could slip just beneath the waistband to brush over the soft skin.
"I will give you sexy soon enough." First he had to find Genesis' damn room though. "Now where is it?"
"Just reach a little lower," Genesis said in a haze. Sephiroth's fingers were driving him nuts and he just wanted him to reach a ... little ... lower.
Sephiroth certainly would have, if Genesis hadn't almost slipped his grip. It left him with no other choice but to lean the man against the wall, keeping him there by pressing his own body against Genesis' while he searched for his key card. With his position came a master key card that would grant him access to all his inferiors' premises. Since Genesis and Angeal had just been promoted they had yet to move into new quarters with more privacy, which was a good thing, because otherwise this would have been hopeless.
However, Genesis starting to grind against him, pressing up against his erection which didn't help the General's concentration.
Genesis chuckled as Sephiroth frisked him. The active fingers and how he was being held against the wall was quite erotic. He reached forward and hooked one hand in Sephiroth's pants and tugged on the hair again ... he was a little surprised that his hand was still in the hair. He couldn't help but groan at how turned on he was getting. He knew he was supposed to hate the man that had his fingers dancing over his skin, but it still felt so good. Genesis pushed his hip forward involuntarily as Sephiroth found a sensitive and erotic zone on his hip.
"Not that I don't appreciate you behaving like a bitch in heat but it would be incredibly wonderful if you could stop moving for a minute." When it came to being mean Sephiroth could always be eloquent, even when his brain was barely able to put two letters together in a row. Genesis' fingers kept bumping against his dick and the damn card wouldn't fit into that damn tiny slit!
But Genesis' head was swimming anyway thus he barely registered what Sephiroth was saying. "Not good at behaving," he whispered as he watched Sephiroth try to open the door. He started to giggle at the sight. "You can't fit it in the slot."
For some reason the General found that statement to be awfully funny and he had to lean his head against Genesis' shoulder, chuckling. Still his hand tried to blindly fit the card in the slit from hell.
"I'll make you behave," he muttered, not certain who he meant but it didn't matter.
Genesis made a purring sound as now Sephiroth's chest and neck were in easy reach of his lips. He quickly moved to suck on his delicious collar bone. He had such sexy collar bones and he tasted good too.
Since Genesis was busy (and his new task that was very much to Sephiroth's liking) the General got a bit space to fumble with the key.
Finally the door opened. Instead of dragging Genesis again Sephiroth thought he was being practically. Thus he forced his body between the redhead's legs and hoisted them up around him to carry the SOLDIER into his bedroom. Their crotches rubbed against each other, as did the rest of their drunken bodies.
"Where's your bed."
Genesis was delighted to be hoisted up and pressed against the wonderful body of Sephiroth. He wrapped his legs around his waist to secure his place. He had to move his lips from chewing on that delightful skin and lines of collar bone and throat.
"In the bedroom," and then moved to Sephiroth's throat.
If he could have Sephiroth would have rolled his eyes, but that would have totally thrown him off. It was hard enough to keep his balance.
The room was utterly dark and he bumped against something that felt like the sofa. It was quite loud and so were their voices and quick breathing. They couldn't be bothered to be considerate of any neighbors.
"No kidding and where is that?"
There was only one way to get Genesis' full attention and that was by grabbing a round, perfect bottom, which the General did.
The hands on his ass caused him to jerk away from chewing on Sephiroth's throat. He blinked a bit and focused on the words. He tilted his head to point to where his bedroom was. "Right."
He clung to Sephiroth tighter; Genesis couldn't wait to remove the man's clothes and see him in all his glory. Sephiroth always wore clothes before and he really wanted to see him with only his hair touching his body.
He started to pull at Sephiroth's clothes. "Off."
Sephiroth unceremoniously banged the door open and grunted when he let himself fall forward, landing on the redhead. That was quite practical too, because it meant less work for him.
Maybe due to clumsiness or impatience the General didn't bother with buttons and what-not but simply tore at Genesis' brand new uniform, ripping it apart. His pelvis kept grinding against Genesis.
"I want to tie you up," he suddenly decided, catching Genesis' wrists to pin them down above his head, making the redhead arch deliciously into him.
Genesis groaned and tried to free himself but the hands held him in place. He was ready to agree to anything. "Take off your clothes," Genesis said and arched into Sephiroth. "Just do it!" he yelled.
"Not before I have tied you to that bed," Sephiroth laughed and it sounded a bit dangerous. While one hand held Genesis down, the other found some ripped cloth and quickly bound it around the bedpost and the redhead's wrists. If Genesis really wanted to break free this wouldn't have kept him from doing so, but this was all a game.
"Have you been tied up before?" the General asked, while pulling down the other's pants with rough fingers.
Genesis gasped. He tugged a little on his tattered uniform that was wrapped around his wrists. He was a little shocked at how quickly Sephiroth was able to do it but having his pants stripped off got rid of any inhibitions that he may have had.
"No," he stammered, but he wasn't finding it objectionable.
Sephiroth's hands roamed his body as every last piece of cloth was removed from him. He would have laughed at the problem he was having with the pants and boots if he hadn't been so turned on at the action of being tied up and now completely at Sephiroth's mercy.
"I want to see you naked," Genesis panted. "Let me see you!"
"Still so feisty, hm?"
But actually Sephiroth didn't have any objection. His clothes were restricting his range of motion, mostly because he was drunk. By now his eyes had adjusted to the dark and the sight of Genesis being all tied up and helpless was turning him on big time. He shed out of his uniform, first his half unbuttoned shirt, tossing it aside carelessly. Then he sat up to open his pants, revealing a glistening, rock hard erection. The pants and boots joined the pile of clothes on the floor; there was nothing else to un-wear because Sephiroth naturally went commando.
"Spread your legs. Let me see your slutty fuckhole."
Genesis was taken aback by the sight of Sephiroth naked. His nice white skin almost glowed in the room and that hard member that was standing at attention ... he wanted that inside of him again and gladly spread his legs for Sephiroth.
"Is this to your liking?" he purred and tugged at his arms a bit. It was so hard when he couldn't touch himself or reach for his partner. It was a little confusing and exciting at the same time.
"Hmhm ... You can do better than this though." Sephiroth had tilted his head, his fingertips tracing Genesis' left leg from the knee down his inner thigh to circle a round buttock.
"Lube," he asked, prodding the little wrinkled hole with his finger that twitched under the ministration. "Unless you want me to take you dry." Lifting a brow, Sephiroth poked the entrance a bit harder, but not enough to make it really hurt.
Genesis groaned as Sephiroth gently touched him and teased him.
He came to his senses enough when the finger prodded him and it reminded him of how large Sephiroth was and how much it would hurt if the man took him dry.
"Drawer. T... top," Genesis stammered and wiggled under the touch.
Unrefined Sephiroth just pulled out the whole top drawer, turning it so the contents fell onto the mattress.
"Strawberry, apple, cherry, mango ... cheese?" The General picked up a bottle of lube between two fingers, staring at it, hard. Then he threw it over his shoulder where it bounced off the door. "Quite the assortment." He kept the apple lube close; its artificial smell was at least somewhere close to Genesis' natural odor. His hands glided over other objects as well.
"And now, what do we have here, hm?"
Genesis tugged harder at the binds and looked up. He gasped as he saw Sephiroth holding one of his 'toys' in his hand with a smile on his face. He didn't think that Sephiroth would empty his whole drawer.
"Well!" Genesis defended. "You can't expect me to go without, do you?" He fought against the bindings as Sephiroth held the large dildo in front of him.
And he wasn't going to tell him that he bought it after Sephiroth had fucked him senseless in his kitchen; his other toy seemed so small after that.
"Of course I can't expect you to go without a twelve inch dildo," Sephiroth drawled, his smirk stretching wider. For some reason he found that strange silicon phallus awfully amusing. It was a bit soft and he could bent it almost into a circle which he would never have done had he been sober. But the General wasn't sober. Instead he slapped Genesis with it, plastic on ass giving a satisfying sound.
As he grew bored of it he found something else. Narrowing his eyes he held it up. "And what is this..."
Genesis jumped and twisted as he was smacked by the dildo. Then he bit back a groan as he saw what Sephiroth had picked up next items and turned his face into his arms, wishing he had kept all his toys in a box under the bed like a normal person. The delicate chain with the small clamps at the end still dangled from Sephiroth's long fingers, demanding an explanation.
"You know what they are!" Genesis murmured and twisted uncontrollably. He wanted Sephiroth to stop playing with his toys and start playing with him!
Sensing the redhead's reluctance even through his alcohol daze Sephiroth leaned above him, pressing the cool metal against Genesis' navel and then slowly sliding it up towards his chest and a pair of hard, excited nipples.
"I do, but I would love to hear you say it. Out. Loud." His tongue flicked out, sensually licking over the curve of the redhead's ear shell. "There will be a reward ..."
Genesis thought he was going to loose it and was grateful for his drunken daze or he was sure he would have come right there. He didn't know that playing like this would turn him on so much.
He wanted his reward.
"Sephiroth," he whimpered at the cool metal being dragged across his skin and to his chest. He liked and hated the teasing that was happening. "Please," he was beyond being able to control himself. He wanted everything the man was offering and tugged at his hands.
"They're ... " he stammered as he felt the chain drag across his chest. "N-nipple clamps," he finally got out.
Fuck, Genesis was just too damn hot when he was all needy and helpless like that. Sephiroth lowered his body to glide over the other's, their warm skin and hard organs colliding, seeking friction and relief.
"That's right ..."
Before he attached them, Sephiroth dipped his head, catching a nipple between his teeth and pulling at it. He licked it wet and glistening with his tongue, before the clip clamped around the little nub, pressuring it delightfully. The General did the same with the other nipple, tugging at it to see if it would hold.
And that was as far as the foreplay would go. Both of them were in dire need of a good, hard fuck and so Sephiroth grabbed the lube and squeezed the cold liquid onto his hands.
"Spread your legs some more so I can finger fuck you."
Genesis was in a state of absolute bliss at the attentions his nipples were getting from Sephiroth. His warm mouth, his wet tongue, how he gently attached them to his nipples and the soft but firm tug.
He had no objections to Sephiroth's request and spread his legs to expose himself further. Never had he wanted to be fucked more in his life and Sephiroth's harsh words made Genesis want him even more.
"Hurry it up already!" he demanded when he thought Sephiroth was taking too long.
"Someone's hot and bothered," Sephiroth commented dryly, but he complied, unceremoniously pushing a finger inside Genesis.
"It's been a while, mh? " The vice like grip around his fingers started to loosen only gradually, even as he added a second finger. His digits rammed inside that tight ass, his knuckles bumping against soft balls. With his free hand the General started to prepare himself, stroking over his cock and smearing it with lube and pre-come.
Genesis let out a loud groan and started to move is body in time with the fingers moving inside him.
In his humble opinion Sephiroth was taking much too long to get him ready. "Damn it Sephiroth, fuck me already. Fuck..." he yelled. He wanted it and wanted it now. He wanted that rock hard cock inside of him again and wanted it all. Lifting his knees to make more room for Sephiroth he looked down at how the man was working.
Genesis wished he had been able to take a picture of the man looking like he was right there, with his own hand working on his cock and his face twisted in concentration. He hoped this wasn't another one of his crazy dreams, but his dreams were never this good.
"Look what a needy little bitch you are," Sephiroth breathed but there was no disdain in his voice, just excitement. Genesis rocked his bottom hard already to meet the thrust of his fingers, but the deeper he got in there, the more his needs took over.
Withdrawing his hand, Sephiroth grabbed Genesis' lower body and pulled him up to set him on his lap, the redhead's legs instantly locking around his hips. As he knelt there, Sephiroth kept his torso still, only his cock prodding against the slick hole and then he pushed his hips forward in a fluid, forceful motion to shove his cock into Genesis' warm, narrow ass.
Genesis' eyes rolled back in his head at how perfect he felt. It hit everything right and filled him perfectly. He pulled against the fabric that bound him and arched into the penetration.
"So full," he groaned and was finally able to look up at the man that was inside of him and was happy to see a half dazed look on his face.
Genesis wiggled slightly. He wanted more... of everything. He wanted Sephiroth to move, he wanted him to tug on the small chain, and he wanted him to touch his cock which was twitching and leaking neglected on his belly.
"Want," he panted as he twisted. So, he was acting like a needy bitch. This was so much better than the dildo. This was the real warm thing inside of him and he wanted it already.
"I'll fuck you good."
It sounded like a promise and was underpinned by another, powerful thrust of Sephiroth's naked pelvis that made the mattress creak loudly. His fingers curled firmly around Genesis' thighs, pulling the man closer whenever he pushed in with hard, sharp movements. With every shove came a deep exhale too that turned accelerated as the General picked up the speed.
Genesis yelled loudly at Sephiroth mercilessly pounding into him. No one before Sephiroth had been able to give him a good hard pounding so he had always gone to be on top, but if this was how it was going to be, he would gladly let the man take him like this, tie him up and have his way with him.
"Pull on it!" Genesis demanded, wishing his hands were free so that he could reach either the chain for the nipple clamp or his dick, which were throbbing in time to the thrusts of the Sephiroth.
"You got an itch?" Sephiroth smirked from above, his body working harder and harder to bring them to climax. The mattress creaked constantly; their panting and slapping against each other had turned almost deafening. There was moaning and groaning and grunting as well.
"I know you can ask just so nicely if you want to ... Say it, what do you need?"
Genesis growled. Boy, did he have a fucking itch and it wanted to be scratched, all right. He tugged at the restraints and glared at the man still working on him.
"Touch. My. Dick." he panted between the thrusts before he threw his head back.
"Aw, aren't you adorable."
Sephiroth tilted his head, displaying a sardonic smirk. Nonetheless he reached down, taking the time to tease and roll his knuckles lightly over the swollen flesh, before he firmly took it in hand and pulled down.
Genesis growled; he was not adorable. He gripped his legs firmly around Sephiroth's waist and clamped down on him as he was finally touched him.
His body sang with delight at the touch and he squeezed his legs harder around Sephiroth and he thought he was yelling his name but his mind was too much of a mess for him to know if it was in his head or real.
And indeed Genesis was repeating his name over and over again, the volume varying, but never its intensity. Whether it was breathed, moaned, screamed - it was the most exquisite sound Sephiroth had heard in a long while.
His body had started to move on its own, he had no control over it anymore whatsoever and he didn't need to. Usually he didn't abandon control, even in the middle of orgasm. The alcohol was no excuse because he had had drunk sex before. No, there was something about Genesis that made fucking more feral, more passionate and exciting. Maybe the redhead's bluntness was just rubbing off on the General; surely Genesis had his pride and dignity, but in certain situations he just didn't care and possessed the ability to cast aside all that in favor of experiencing the most hedonistic pleasures.
"I'll make you come so hard you will be swimming in your own sperm," Sephiroth breathed, adopting a speed that made the bed shake underneath them and that was not to top anymore. With every stab he impaled Genesis deeper, rubbing and pressing against his prostate, adding more friction that built up in the pit of his stomach too until it felt like a balloon ready to explode any second because it was so full of air.
Genesis arched his back as the last thrust was too much. It was everything and, by Minerva, he found his way into heaven. His voice was lost as the wave of the orgasm took hold of him and crashed him into nothingness and meaning everything at the same time.
It was painful, yet the best feeling he had ever had. He wanted his hands free. He wanted to touch the man that was in him. He wanted it to last forever and he wanted it to be everything.
"Sephiroth," he breathed as the spasm finally stopped and yet the man still drove into him. He wanted to say more but his words were lost again by the nearly painful pleasure that was still coursing through his body.
Genesis' cum shot out of his red cock in long, fast spurts, spilling over the General's fingers and making them slippery, and onto Genesis' belly. Some of it even managed to land on the redhead's face. The sight of Genesis covered in his own white semen did it for Sephiroth. He came with a harsh grunt, his own seed coating the inside of Genesis' ass, dripping out and over his slapping balls.
After a few more slaps Sephiroth collapsed onto the warm, heaving body of his partner, high on alcohol and his climax, his body utterly relaxed and his mind drifting off in happy waves. He was utterly and thoroughly exhausted and barely managed to pull out. Before he even knew it he was sound asleep.
Genesis blinked a few times when he heard Sephiroth give a sound that resembled a snore.
"Sephiroth?" he whispered. Not that he minded the man cuddling against him and he could live with the fluids that covered both their bodies. Doing laundry could fix that but ...
"My hands?" Genesis said and twisted at the fabric. He didn't have the strength to pull at it anymore and he wanted to reach down and touch the man that was nestled beside him.
"Sephiroth."
He got nothing but a small snort.
Letting out a sigh Genesis closed his eyes. Sephiroth would wake up soon and he would untie him then, but at the moment Genesis needed to get some sleep and being warm, content and totally sated - not to mention drunk - he allowed himself to drift off.

Oh, Drunk smex... I got nothing else. Brain is malfunctioning and needs a reboot after this one. So, they got together again... will they stay that way, is the question we should be asking or are they going to continue to have violent sexual encounters?

This story is a wonderful smexy distraction and I hope, dear reader, that you are finding it so as well.
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