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No Stars in Midgar	By : Jdee Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

Chapter List
- 8
- 9
Rating: Mature – NC-17

Pairs: Sephiroth x Zack

AN: Apologies for the delay my art held me up (http://ffviicrisisalliance.smackjeeves.com/comics/)... Jenova says hello to Zack in this chapter ^//^ it's the only way I could see this working this early on in the fic. Remember this is difficult for me to write in the cannon universe but to come up with something creative going on in the BG.

Also this fic broke 1,000 views so THX really ^^ not bad for someone without a beta me thinks... shame my only review is like totally from my best mate who hasn't even read the fic... ;p

Eight

It's not that he felt out of place. He just felt empty. It was the third time since he and Seph had discovered the Angeal copies, that he was summoned to the General's office.

He was over worked and tired as he pushed the door open forgetting to knock, he moved up to the chair and flopped down into it, his arm going over his eyes.

“Zack.” Sephiroth stated. “Nice of you to announce yourself.”

“Eh.” Zack shrugged it off.

Sephiroth let out an audible breath. He stood up moving to the door and shutting it. It was nice Zack was so casual round him, but there were times for it and there weren't.

Sometimes Zack tended to forget that.

“Is something bothering you?” Sephiroth asked the teenager.

“Nope. Just tired.” Zack let out a yawn before sitting up straight.

“SO!” He seemed to bounce back almost instantly, surprising Sephiroth only a little.

“What did you want to see me about?”

“Seems your unit is concerned about your welfare.” He stated. “That and you haven't picked a replacement for Blaize as of such.”

Zack stopped. “I picked Kunsel.”

“Someone else Zack, he's already in your unit.” Sephiroth looked slightly agitated. “A new recruit.”

Zack frowned. “Ummmmm... Do I have to?”

There was a fine silver brow that quirked up at him and the question.

“The list you gave me... it wouldn't be wise to pick from them. I was with them in the infantry.” He shook his head.

“Meaning you know you would not get along with them-” Sephiroth began.

Zack cut in. “No. They do as they please and they would purposely not listen to me on a mission, that kind of behavior could affect the entire unit. It could get someone killed.”

Sephiroth was impressed that Zack wasn't thinking about himself clashing, that he was worried about the remaining three men in his unit.

'You're growing attached to him...'

Sephiroth stopped. Her voice came through while Zack was right there.

He mentally tried to shake her voice away.

“Is this the only reason?” Sephiroth asked.

“I think it's a pretty damn good one.” Zack stood up he was obviously worked up over this. “That asshole Kolenka has had it in for me since Blaize was assigned to my unit. Now that Blaize is dead, Kolenka's been working everyone of those guys up on that list to hate my guts.”

Sephiroth sighed. “Then don't pick Kolenka, pick another. One you know you, or those on your unit could influence in your favor. You have to the end of the week to pick a replacement.”

Sephiroth heard the female voice chuckle.

'So demanding aren't you?'

“Seph that's tomorrow!” Zack exclaimed.

“Make sure your paper work on the replacement isn't late.” Sephiroth added.

'You're trying to get him to hate you now are we?'

Sephiroth mentally frowned at her. That wasn't it.

He was just trying to do his job and get the higher ups off his and Zack's back. To do that, Zack had to learn there was a chain of command.

Zack spun round. “Look I know you're mad about Angeal and Genesis still. But I feel like you're targeting me here.”

Sephiroth stood up walking up to him. Zack wondered if he'd suddenly stepped out of line.

“It's opposite I believe you're very much keeping me sane.”

Zack let out a breath. “You should try getting laid once in a while Seph, that's what keeps me sane.”

“Then lack there of would explain your outburst?” Sephiroth questioned.

Zack paused. It was true.

Since Angeal, he had been way to confused to know if he was going to go out, he found himself flirting with both male and female alike, trying to see if he felt more towards either sex.

He had tried to just fall into a one night stand, but no body seemed to do it for him. He just wasn't into it. Like his body craved something more unique.

So far his flirting hadn't given him a direct answer male, female, both he didn't know his sexual preference anymore.

“You know what, I'm taking us both out tonight.” Zack stated.

Sephiroth raised a brow. “I have paper work to attend to.”

Zack raised a brow that excuse wouldn't do. He jumped to his feet and lent on Seph's desk.

“Then I'll help you get it out of the way and we'll go out together. If you say I need to get laid then I can't imagine how you must feel.”

Sephiroth huffed. “I feel no need for such distractions.”

“How do you get your frustrations out then?” Zack poked his shoulder amour.

“I train.” Sephiroth stated.

Zack rolled his eyes. “Boooooo-ring. We're going out and even if you court marshal me for insubordination or whatever. I'm not leaving here until we can hit a bar together.” He crossed his arms.

Sephiroth let out a breath. He found himself rubbing his temple as he sighed.

How Angeal did it, was beyond him, reallllllllly beyond him.

Regardless Sephiroth knew he could use that distraction. Maybe the loud music of the club could help drown out her voice. She seemed to be taking a liking to Zack.

That was starting to worry him.

'He is indeed an intriguing puppy.' He'd heard her comment. 'A puppy that needs to be disciplined.'

The thoughts she gave Sephiroth after had caused something strange to react his body almost twitching.

“Very well then.” Sephiroth remarked. He made a mental note to see Hojo in the morning.

She needed to be silenced even if it was for the generic period of time.

But to go out for the night somewhere loud, he would welcome the ability to not hear her or anything else for three days after.

“Awesome!” Zack exclaimed.

~*~*~*~

By the time the paperwork was done and sent off to the head of the appropriate departments. Most of the bars Zack would frequent were in fact shut.

“Now I see why you don't go out, by the time you finish all that crap everywhere awesome is shut.”

Sephiroth nodded. “Well at this time of night where would you normally frequent?”

Zack stopped. “Ummm.” He knew he was going red. “Well it's got a bar in it... it's just.”

Sephiroth sighed. “I see.”

“The chocobo wings are good though.” Zack offered.

“I think I'll pass.” Sephiroth replied.

Zack looked at Sephiroth.

So that knocked out his local strip bar. But even he hadn't visited there since Angeal.

“Probably not my place to pry... but have you even... you know, with a chick?” Zack asked.

Sephiroth gave him a look.

“I take that glare as a yes.” Zack stated.

He heard Sephiroth sigh.

Zack was glad to see a neon light flashing in the distance, it was a welcomed distraction from his probably over prying questions. The bonus was the place looked like a restaurant and bar.

“Have you been in there?” Zack asked.

Sephiroth's reply was short. “No, you?”

“Nope. We'll give it a try.” Zack smiled. “How bad can it be?”

Sephiroth knew those words would come back to bite Zack.

He just didn't expect it as soon as they walked in the door.

'Well the boy knows how to pick a place.'

The seating and lights everything was set up like a classic Wutanese restaurant.

The only thing was the tables were people, NAKED people. Some were men some were woman and the few patrons this time of night were eating their food off them like they were actually a table.

Breasts' and penis' were adorning most of the "tables" There was no way he would be dining in here. He shot Zack a look.

“Okay I didn't know it would be like this honest!” Zack stated.

Sephiroth pinched the bridge of his nose. “Next time. Let me pick the establishment.”

Sephiroth swore since the mako enhancements Zack had an internal ability that he could locate a naked person within a five mile radius.

“Deal.” Zack stated. He looked to Seph. “Soooo hungry?”

Sephiroth could only face palm.

“Only if we order out.” He mumbled.

“Sure. But where will we-?” Zack began.

Sephiroth cut him off before he could finish. “Back at Shinra.”

~*~*~*~

Zack felt kind of bad, they couldn't eat in his barracks cause of the unit and Sephiroth's apartment was being painted. So they had 'borrowed' Angeal's apartment to sit and eat in peace.

They sat at the table in silence just eating the meal.

Zack wondered why Sephiroth even bothered sitting to eat with him. But he was noticing it more and more, the time he was spending with his idol, it was breaking through that hard exterior.

Seph wasn't to bad of a person, he just had no worldly experience beyond ShinRa.

There still was no conversation. Zack had been in Angeal's apartment before, it's just in his mako poisoned state he had never noticed how nice the décor was until his mentor no longer lived here.

“If Angeal is a country boy like me, then how come there's all this awesome stuff in here. He doesn't seem the type to bother with fancy things.” Zack finally spoke up.

He saw the small smirk. “Genesis insisted. But of course the color scheme he wanted would be a bit much for Angeal. I talked Genesis down to something neutral.”

Zack nodded. “Sephiroth the interior designer... nice. Second occupation right there.” He quipped.

Zack heard Sephiroth's chuckle. “After the nightmare of this place. I'd rather not repeat that.”

“Awww c'mon Seph when I get my own place I'm hitting you up for help.” Zack teased.

“I will probably have to decline that.” Sephiroth shook his head.

“Why? You did awesome work here.” Zack teased more. “I know my mother would be impressed, she's big on having things in there right place.”

“Yet you are not?” Sephiroth raised a brow at him.

“Nah more like my old man stand outside and do guy things...” He stopped. “Not that interior design is a girl thing or anything.”

Sephiroth shook his head with a chuckle. “Just keep digging.”

Zack stopped and smiled at Sephiroth he seemed lighter, like a person, someone with emotions and feelings, memories that were his own and inside jokes too.

“It's a habit I can't help.” Zack shrugged it off.

“You should never meet Reno then.” Sephiroth stated. “I imagine you on a mission together would give Tseng a head ache upon your return.”

Zack grinned. “Ooooh sounds like my kinda guy.”

~*~*~*~

Sephiroth closed the door to Angeal's apartment. Zack told him to stay there for the night. Angeal wouldn't have minded.

'You should have invited him to stay.'

Sephiroth stopped. Her voice was becoming stronger, clearer.

He frowned. How could it be even possible. Zack so far dulled her hold on his mind.

'Oh don't pout it's unbecoming.'

He let out a sigh pulling his jacket off and hanging it up on the coat hook.

“Why would I have invited him up here?”

'For someone so brilliant you can be a little dense Sephiroth dear.'

He could feel the scowl form.

“Not happening.”

'Why not? If Angeal can indulge in that I'm sure he's worth it is he not?'

“I won't use him. Not like that.”

The memory of Zack on the floor of his apartment during his Mako poisoning stint.

The knowledge that Hojo had done something to the boy.

It drove him to stay clear from getting Zack tampered with.

Zack did not need to be experimented on. Not anymore.

Not when Sephiroth couldn't watch him twenty-four seven.

'You gave him the key to Angeal's apartment. You must like him.'

Sephiroth stopped.

“Angeal was his friend like he was mine.”

'Friends... who needs friends when you have me.'

Sephiroth touched the side of his head.

She was never this talkative and it brought a frown to his lips.

Hojo.

Sephiroth would definitely have to see the professor in the morning.

He didn't want to but if she tainted his head with those thoughts again. He would not be able to sleep.

~*~*~*~

Sephiroth ran a hand through his hair frustrated as he explained the situation to Hojo. He didn't like the doctor and avoided these visits. But something had to be done about that woman's voice.

Hojo tapped his chin.

“So she has taken a liking to Angeal's student?”

Sephiroth sighed. “Yes the images she gives me of...” He stopped his fist clenching. “He's Angeal's pupil.”

“Indeed he is and he is male. Nothing good will come of this. I'm removing you from active duty for today and keeping you confined to quarters for the weekend.” Hojo stated. “He is a child not worth your time or attention.”

“Understood.” Sephiroth stood up after the injection to lessen her voice was administrated.

Moving out of the lab he stopped noticing Hojo was following him.

“What are you-?”

“Making sure you go straight to your apartment.” Hojo replied.

Sephiroth controlled the agitated eye twitch. “It's being painted.”

“Not anymore. They finished late last night.” Hojo replied.

Sephiroth frowned. How the professor knew that was beyond him. But when it concerned Sephiroth's life, he seemed to know more than most, even what Sephiroth kept quiet about. It was like that woman in his head passed the information on... somehow. But that wasn't possible. Was it?

~*~*~*~

Unlocking the door he stepped inside ready to shut the door on Hojo's face when the professor stepped past the thresh hold.

“Professor.” Sephiroth let out a sigh before rolling his eyes at Hojo's back.

“Do as you normally would before bed my boy.”

Sephiroth glared at Hojo's back. “It's the middle of the morning.”

“No the next shot I'm going to give you will knock you out completely I'm not risking you drop to the floor of your own kitchen. So go.” Hojo motioned.

Sephiroth shot Hojo a glare before heading to the bedroom and setting the masumune on the ground by the bed.

He grabbed a towel before walking to the bathroom to have a shower.

Something wasn't right, he could feel it. Even though her voice was now blessedly silent it was like she told him something was not going to bode well for him.

~*~*~*~

Zack knocked on the office door for Sephiroth and he looked at the receptionist.

“Is he in there?”

“Oh no he left to go see the professor for a check up. He should be back later.” She smiled.

“Okay. Well I'll be back before you go home for the night. You make these visits so much easier for me.” He grinned. “I can take his telling me off so much easier if I see a pretty face before and after.”

She laughed and motioned to the exit. “Shoo Zack.”

“Hahaha seeeeeee you later!” He waved ducking out of the office area for all the higher up ranking officers of SOLDIER.

Zack stopped outside the office and looked over his shoulder. Genesis' office was completely closed off now and it was just an empty room.

They had men going through Angeal's office trying to find clues, as to why a previously serious and loyal member of SOLDIER had deserted.

“It must be lonely in there Seph.” Zack whispered and he let out a sigh.

Zack started heading back to his unit for some drill training, he was in the mood to be a little bit bossy today given that he was forced to take one of Kolenka's croonies into his fold.

~*~*~*~

Sephiroth indeed had fallen asleep straight after the shot like it was a high dosage tranquilizer. The head ache he got when he woke was killer.

His left hand massaged the side of his head. He stopped when he felt something cold round his right wrist and he looked above his head to see the handcuff locking his wrist in place, he pulled at it.

Normally it would have just snapped at that mere motion. But it only clanged against the metal of the bar of headboard it was around.

Sephiroth knew Hojo had made sure this bed was custom made for him the bars were reinforced just in case.

Spinning round he pulled at the chain and growled low.

“Hojo....” He looked round the room the professor was no where in sight. “He is dead.”

Sephiroth was fuming.

First he was jabbed, then knocked out from a second jab then hand cuffed to his own bed.

Then he saw it the note.

“I'll return tomorrow to let you do what you need to.

But until then I've taken the liberty to set everything you need within reach.”

Sephiroth then saw the Masumune was set in the corner that was the farthest away from him. He couldn't cut himself free and as if to torment him the keys were tied to a piece of string hanging round the hilt of his sword.

But Hojo was right everything he needed was within reach, water, bagged snack food, remote for the television and a bucket.

He raised a brow at the bucket glaring at it.

'Perhaps we should make him pay for this.'

Sephiroth stopped. “You...” He growled low. “This is your fault.”

She laughed.

'No my dear boy it is yours for denying me that which I truly want.'

“Okay I'll play... what do you want?”

'Just one taste of the boy and I will not cause you any more discomfort.'

“A taste... how do you suppose you can achieve that?”

He could feel the cold smirk in the back of his mind.

“No!” Seph pulled at the cuff. “I won't do that to him or Angeal you hear me?”

'What Angeal doesn't know...' Her mental voice trailed off leaving him in silence.

The mental images she seemed to form in his head like nails in a coffin, straight and to the point.

Sephiroth was shaking, in anger, annoyance, his fist clutched at the sheet, it was all he had to at least keep his dignity in check.

Head dropping he let the silver hair fall over his shoulder as he glanced to the door. Hopefully Hojo had at least told the receptionist he was gone for today and the weekend and she wouldn't be needed.

Then there was Zack, he had a mission on Monday, that he hadn't been informed of and Sephiroth needed to finalize the paperwork for the replacement in Zack's unit. If Zack handed it in.

~*~*~*~

Three-thirty pm and Zack was back knocking on Sephiroth's office door.

He looked to the receptionist packing up.

“He's on sick leave, Hojo's orders. So I get the weekend off.” She smiled as she slid the handbag over her shoulder.

“Oh.” Zack looked to the paperwork in his hands. “This really needs to be approved before I can even attempt to give it to Lazard.”

“When is it due?” She asked holding out her hand.

“Now.” Zack rubbed behind his head as she gave him a look.

She took the paperwork from him.

“Hmmm high clearance approval only too.” She sighed. “Okay look I don't normally do this. But you get this back to me first thing Monday morning. I know you've got a mission then so before the mission, before anything get this back to me.” She handed Zack a key card. “Sephiroth had a copy made for emergencies in case I was needed to get in there for documents he might have stored there while he was out on missions. You know where his apartment is right?”

Zack nodded. “Uh yeah.”

“Of course, you were shacked up with Angeal for a few weeks I forgot. Anyway. Get your paperwork approved from and then take it to Lazard. Hopefully you won't get in to much trouble then.”

Zack hugged her. “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!”

She pushed him back. “Now go. Shoo. I'm going home early. I need to put my feet up with a nice glass of wine. It's not easy being the receptionist for the General. I need some time off to ya know.”

Zack bounced to the door. “I'll make it up to you I promise... Enjoy your weekend!” He waved running down the hall to the elevator.

~*~*~*~

Sephiroth wasn't really a television person, but Genesis had insisted and what was a few thousand gil on his paycheck for the latest in flat screen technology.

Even still staring at the blank screen was probably not good for his sanity, but he'd already turned the damn contraption on and off several times already.

The boredom had settled in and he was now just staring at the blank screen.

He could see his reflection almost clearly several shades darker than an actual mirror but it was still there, clear enough for him to make out his own face.

The screen seemed to flicker momentarily. It made Sephiroth question his very sanity at that moment. Especially when he was graced with a female face on screen staring back at him. Lips pale blue, long silver hair flowing about her and those deep purple eyes glowing.

“Are you-?” He was about to question it.

The moment interrupted as the front door opened. Sephiroth could see her smirk.

“Hey Seph sorry for barging in. That paperwork.” Zack's voice called out.

Sephiroth looked to the image on the screen, the tongue darting across lips and he shook his head.

“No.” He warned her. “Leave him be.”

'One taste to see why you desire him secretly.'

“He is Angeal's friend. Nothing more than a promise... I plan to keep.”

'I bet you do...' The purr was low and Sephiroth could feel it as it seemed to bubble in his own throat.

“Don't you dare.” He warned her.

Sephiroth watched her mouth open then he was well aware he could feel his own.

Staring at the screen in disbelief. She was controlling his body. She was in complete control.

'Let me show you son, that which you've been denied for so long... how good it can feel to have that desire fulfilled.'

Hojo's stupid medication didn't work, not only could he hear her, he could feel her and her need coursing through his very veins, as if she was his very life blood.

“Zack in here.”

That voice it called out it was his. But he hadn't said a thing. He shot her reflection a look.

“Bitch...” He hissed at her.

There was no way he was going to drag Zack into his mental affairs. But it seemed like she was going to, and take a bit more than that taste she had mentioned.

The door opened and Zack stopped, in his hand was the document for Blaize's replacement.

“Sorry but your receptionist said you were sent home sick. But if this is some secret kink fetish I've just walked in on that you just HAD to get out instead I can come back later.”

“Zack... Hojo did this.” Sephiroth stated.

Zack let out a breath and he seemed to stop for a moment.

“I feel like I should say I know how you feel. But I...” His hand moved to the side of his head.

He had no idea but he felt like he was on the verge of remembering something then stopped.

That memory Hojo had forced into repression.

It was there. He could remember it. Hojo's anger at him even being near Sephiroth.

Like he was going to taint Sephiroth with a gene of normality.

“Zack. The keys.” Sephiroth nodded his head to the Masumune.

Zack saw the keys and pulled them off the hilt before walking up to Sephiroth.

“You know Kunsel would pay me a million gil to get a shot of you like this to sell to your fan club.” Zack joked.

“Not funny.” Sephiroth stated.

Zack uncuffed Sephiroth's right wrist and held up the paperwork.

“Would your general nakedness like to sign my document, please, so I can go now and this won't be so awkward.” Zack smiled.

Sephiroth picked up a pen and he was aware of his signature flowing over the bottom of the page.

“Thaaaaaaaaaank-you, now I'm off so I can wipe this from my memory so you won't have to kill me later.” Zack quipped.

Sephiroth could feel her move inside him and he doubled over. His body rolling to his side. This pain was familiar. After Hojo's previous check ups. Every time she stirred he was quarantined to his room to battle this demon by himself the drugs making sure he wasn't a danger to himself.

The reality was the more he was drugged, the less control he had over her actions. It was there he could feel it. The drugs were much stronger this time than last time. His body's actions from now on were not his own. Not unless she relinquished control.

The nausea growing, the need forming, the years of denial Hojo had put him through. The torture he had raised Sephiroth on. It made him feel that human emotions were nothing more than mortal lives using each other.

He felt sick to the stomach. Maybe that was why the bucket had been required, not for the other intended use.

“Seph!” Zack's left hand was touching his shoulder. “Hey Seph are you alright? Did you need me to call someone?” His voice was becoming muffled.

Sephiroth could feel her life blood as it pulsated, pumping through him. He wasn't strong enough to fight her off this time. Hojo's medicine... had done the reverse. But why? What was that man up to?

“S-stay... ba-ck.” It was all he could say at that moment.

Zack felt his hand snagged and then the click of something. He looked up seeing the hand cuff round his wrist.

“Oh funny ha ha Seph. You really had me scared.” He tugged at the cuff the clatter of it echoing through his head.

Zack stopped, this reminded him of something. Then it seemed to sink in suddenly.

He could remember the clatter of the needle as it hit the ground after Hojo had...

Zack was feeling really light headed now. Had Hojo really done that?

His other hand fell to the bed. On hand and knees, he had to wonder why was this memory surfacing now, was there something near by to trigger that?

Hojo had... to him... His body was shivering suddenly.

“Seph I think I need to go.” Zack breathed.

He had to be out of this apartment the memory of Hojo touching him like that. It was like a frozen stake to the heart.

“Sephiroth isn't home right now...”

Zack's head shot up and he looked over his shoulder.

“What?” He found himself staring in to those eyes and the panic was forming.

That look he'd never seen it on Seph's face before. If Seph wasn't in control of his body then who was it? And why hadn't Angeal handed him a memo on it before he shot through.

“Um do I need a knock knock joke to ask who's there then?” Zack quipped trying to mask his fear.

There was a smirk forming across Sephiroth's lips.

“No one you need to worry about.”

“What did Hojo do to you Seph? Who did he put in your head?”

“No one who wasn't already there.”

Zack felt the body move up beside him.

A hand snaked round his waist from behind, before it rolled between his thighs.

Zack's in take of breath was fast, sudden. That had been unexpected.

“S-Seph... please... snap out of it.”

The sound of the zipper being drawn down made his face heat up.

The hand sliding in through the now accessible hole. The palm rocked over his boxer clad length.

“A-Ah!” His hand gripped at the chain tugging at it. “This is not happening... in my head it's in my head.” He hissed softly his head dropping as he tried to control the rampant sexual thoughts.

All the times he had used Seph or Angeal's image to... release himself. It was just a mental admiration thing. Least he had told himself that.

“I assure you, it is real Zack...”

When the hand slid in further and he felt the band of his boxers pulled back and that cool hand slipped down, the flesh of Seph's hand was over his length.

Every weird desire he'd had all those years ago was sneaking up on him again. That hand began to move in slow tormenting strokes.

“Ngh! S-Seph...”

Zack felt the breath by his ear as that mouth sucked on the base of ear. His body gave in as he let out a shiver of pleasure, it rocked through him.

He hadn't been touched like this since Angeal said good-bye. He had tried but nothing seemed to work, women, men... it was as if Angeal had tainted him from feeling anything but the pleasure of his own hand and thoughts of that night.

Sephiroth's hand moved slowly stroking him.

“This is what you've desired for so long?” The voice was Sephiroth's, but the words were not.

They were colder, like ice. But desirable at the same time.

“Y-yeah...”

“When you asked about the women... you were checking preferences...”

Zack closed his eyes as the other hand untucked his top and pushed it up his chest. Fingers tweaking a sensitive bud. Zack felt Sephiroth's hips rock into his thighs.

“Kinda... yeah.” Zack let out a soft moan.

“I've found that women do not seem to convey what this body desires.”

“O-oh... okay then... good to know.” Zack felt the blush forming on his checks.

The hand moved to the other nipple pinching it.

Zack could feel his arm shaking, it was the only thing holding him up, his other hand couldn't even touch the mattress the chain was that short.

He had given up trying to fight the restraint, if Hojo had cuffed Seph to the bed, and he had been there most of the day from what Zack gathered, then there was no way he was going to get out it.

Instead his hand gripped the metal bar as he found his hips rocking with the motion of the hand.

“That's good... succumb. Let me hear your desire.”

Zack shuddered. That whatever it was in Seph's head played on his voice. His mannerisms. It was bad, but at the same time it felt good, to good, driving Zack on in his desire. A desire he had made sure to keep in check for so long. But it was hard to fight this.

Sephiroth was aware of the arousal stirring in his body, Zack's shallow breath and the rock of hips. The boy from what he was aware of had not indulged in anything sexual since Angeal. He remembered that confession. But to take this body with his own, it was a thought pattern not like any other. If her strength kept growing, who knows what else she would do to those around him and that thought worried him.

Zack's mouth gasped loudly. The raven haired teen resting his head against the metal frame, body shaking, he wouldn't be able to hold himself up much longer.

Sephiroth felt his unoccupied hand work at the ShinRa issued belt pulling it undone then the other two black belts were undone and the pants opened.

“Don't make me do this to him.” It was all he asked her mentally.

She didn't reply instead she opened the bedside draw and Sephiroth watched her pull out a dagger.

Sephiroth felt his breath intake quicken.

'Oh relax he's cuffed and this is an easy solution.'

The top was sliced through several times and the torn fabric peeled off.

Zack saw the blade and he had almost feared the worst, but when the turtle neck was sliced through and the fabric was no longer any use to him. Unless he needed a good cleaning rag.

The dagger was dropped back into the drawer and he felt the body leave his. His arousal left unstated. But it gave Zack's breath enough time to catch up and he closed his eyes, his head resting on his hand.

Zack felt the hand on his ankles and his boots pulled off. He was flipped onto his back. It had been easier to deal when he had been on hands and knees unable to see the possession inside Seph. But it was like whatever it was wanted him to see the rest for himself. Like it thrived on driving fear into him.

Zack watched as his pants and boxers were dragged down his hips and his legs. Clothes gone, he was now as naked as Seph and he saw those possessed eyes staring down at him. Tongue dampening lips, as the mouth moved before he could protest. Wet lips on the head of his arousal.

“G-gah! H-hey now...” He saw those eyes looking up at him. “Warning.” He swallowed.

Hands moved up Zack's body touching his skin and the mouth moved up his body and Zack felt the tongue flick over a nipple.

His head rocked back as he gasped.

Then the intrusion came and his eyes closed, mouth opening as he let out a cry. Fingers going where only Angeal had gone before.

Thrusting in then out.

“This will hurt.”

“Yeah thanks for that warning.” Zack shot the possessed Seph a look.

The look those eyes giving him, he found himself opening his mouth in spite of himself.

“Why me? Why not some other poor smuck?”

There was that cold smirk. “Because you like him.”

Zack blushed. “Well yeah...”

“You would do anything for him.”

Zack wasn't sure where this was going. “He's my friend of course I would.”

“Then you won't say a thing if you value your life.”

Zack's eyes went wide. He pulled at his cuffed wrist.

“I want him to watch as I take the last of his friends from him.”

Zack was knocked back onto his back and he felt it then. The large intrusion, thrusting in fast and hard. He couldn't hold back the cry of pain his back arching. Zack's body twitched, his hand gripping the chain of the cuffs, as he sucked in a breath.

“Your head guest has got to be a woman Seph, cause that's just cold. No lube.” Zack quipped as he tried to let his body adjust. But the pain it was searing through him.

It wasn't a pain like any other, Angeal had made sure he wasn't hurt to bad, but this, this was pain.

There was no movement above him. Zack found himself looking up at Seph. He saw it, the lowered head of shame and the crazy eyes were gone. Zack knew Seph eyes, he knew Seph was just coming to from her control. If Sephiroth panicked and pulled out that would be bad, for him.

“Seph... easy okay... just. No sudden movements.” Zack's free hand touched Sephiroth on the arm.

The hands fell to either side of Zack's head. Sephiroth was leaning over him, eyes averted, the apologetic look.

“I apologize for her actions.” Sephiroth stated.

Zack could tell that Seph was withdrawing in his head. He reached up and pushed the hair from Seph's face.

“Don't. It's not your fault you have as a crazy woman in your head.” Sephiroth looked unsure by the statement. “Hey if you feel she's going to go mental on someone, call me. I'll take the hits.”

“You do not have to.”

Zack smiled his hand moving through the strands. “You got a lot on your plate I know. I'll help.”

“She knows I see you as a friend.”

“I take it she was why you were cuffed up.”

“Yes.” Sephiroth went to pull back.

Zack's arm wrapped around Seph's waist. “Don't.”

“Zack.” Sephiroth looked down at him.

“I'm okay but if you pull out suddenly, it's going to hurt.”

Sephiroth looked at Zack understanding. “Very well... How long do we wait?”

Zack's eyes went flat. “That's cold. She gets me all worked up and then you want to stop, I think you two need to work on your team work here.”

“I have never... indulged in this behavior before. As I have informed you before.”

“Let me show you.” Zack's hand slipped behind the back of Sephiroth's neck pulling him down.

Sephiroth felt the mouth on his the lips moving slowly, softly over his. It sent a tingle through his lips unlike anything he had felt. He understood then, what she meant when she said Zack liked him. But it seemed those he got close to either left him or died.

Regardless of the thought process of it he opened his mouth allowing Zack's tongue access. It was warm and soft. A strange foreign feeling that made him feel cared for. It seemed to awaken odd sensations inside his body, that he hadn't felt in years. Not since Hojo's torture when he was a child, torture used to turn him off any form of sexual thought.

“If you're unsure of what to do... let me okay...” Zack whispered against his lips.

Sephiroth felt Zack move slowly, til they were sitting up. He could see the flash of pain that passed Zack's face. The chink of the handcuffs as the chain hit the metal of the board. Zack lifted his hips then dropped them, and he gasped.

“Hung like a horse Seph, no wonder you don't use that thing, you can kill people.” Zack's free arm wrapped round his neck and his hips began to move.

Fingers sifting through the long strands and tangling themselves in his hair.

Sephiroth felt the sensation built up in his body. She had worked him to arousal and left him to deal with his own release. But Zack, Zack was causing something else to form. Sephiroth heard the clinking of the chain and he could see Zack's hand holding on to the railing. The motion of hips rocking. Sephiroth began to move his hips with Zack's understanding the motion of the act.

“Ngh! S-Seph...” The arousal in Zack's voice was clear. The words that followed were unexpected though. “I dreamed of this.”

Sephiroth blinked at the words of confession. He felt his arms slip round Zack. Truth was he wasn't sure if he even dreamed anymore, all his dreams seemed like memories. He needed to just hold something, someone at that moment. To make it even more confusing Zack was doing things to his body he knew he wasn't supposed to feel. Hojo would make sure the teenager was killed in some random experiment Sephiroth was sure of it. The professor would have it in for him from now on out if this leaked.

With Angeal it had been confusion, but right now... Zack understood and felt the motions. Lifting and dropping his hips at an angle he could feel Seph's arousal brushing base with that spot of desire inside. First time had been so strange, this time it was painful, but a pleasure. A dream to ride on for that moment. He then felt it Seph's hand in his hair, the mouth touching his neck as he felt Sephiroth's breath shudder. It made him remember Sephiroth rarely, that he knew of, indulged in his sexual side. Yet he was probably the sexiest man alive on Gaia. Seph was finally indulging in that side with him.

Zack planted a kiss under Seph's ear hips lifting and dropping picking up his pace. His insides stretching with the motions, he could only moan softly as he felt himself filled so completely. He'd never indulged in men, he had only known women before Angeal. But since then it's like his body had a mind of it's own.

“If I recall you like this?” Sephiroth queried.

Zack was about to ask what when he felt the hand move over his neglected arousal. That hand stroking the surface of it.

“Ngh! Y-yeah.” Zack bucked his body shivered.

Sephiroth watched the way Zack moved, he could feel his own pleasure building and he was unable to express what to do with that feeling of pleasure. So he helped Zack with his own. Hand continuing the strokes along Zack's length. Watching that face, eyes closing and head rolling back. The teenager gasping for breath, the faint blush on his cheeks forming.

It intrigued Sephiroth, a side to Angeal's student he had never seen before. Something was happening in this moment and he understood it would complicate their lives.

Zack's hips rocking against his, the teenager's breath catching. Sephiroth became aware he could feel the contraction around his own arousal. His hand quickened along the length, as if driven by instinct to see the look of his face.

“A-Ah S-seph!”

Zack hadn't expected the motion of strokes to continue let alone increase.This side of Seph, a side he had no clue about. He knew Sephiroth was secluded from normal life, but this curious nature, it was a turn on. Zack felt the mouth roll up his neck, tongue tasting him.

“Gaia, damnit, Seph... killing me here.” He could only gasp those words.

Zack felt Seph pin him down underneath him and he looked up eyes wide. Hips thrusting against his, Sephiroth's length sliding in and out with much more ease. Zack felt his leg slide round Seph's waist as he moved his hips in time with Sephiroth's motions. It was like Seph was searching for his own release.

Zack watched as Seph planted a hand by his head and the other flickered along his length in smooth confidante strokes. He was astonished at the change, but the need to be in control, it was probably something Hojo had programmed in him or something. Zack wasn't complaining, so long as this was Seph and not that other thing waking up.

The pace of Sephiroth's hips increased and Zack understood then, long time no release. Even the most A-sexual of people had to have someway to get their frustrations out.

Zack reached up with his right hand brushing through the strands of Seph's hair. That look on Seph's face, it was as if Seph for that moment was the reincarnation of some kind of sex God from one of Genesis' many stories.

It was hot, and he was loosing control of lower regions, they ached for a release and he felt Sephiroth's hips press up against his more urgently.

“Your desire...”

“C-close.” Zack could only breath the reply out.

“Good.” Sephiroth slipped back then thrust in hitting that spot hard, fast and deep.

Zack let out a cry at his release, his hands gripping at the bars of the head board. He watched Sephiroth's back arch the hair flipping back back in a smooth circle. Zack took it back. The man was sex itself personified.

He could feel hips thrusting against his and the slap of skin as he felt Sephiroth's own release. Sephiroth lent back and Zack could only suck in a breath.

He had not expected that to be so intense.

Sephiroth looked to Zack, “Is it safe to withdraw?”

“Uh yeah but easy okay.” Zack whispered, his breath coming out in ragged gasps.

Sephiroth lent over Zack slowly sliding all the way out of the body. He could see the pain crossing Zack's face.

“I apologise once again.”

Zack waved his hand about. “Yeah don't...”

“I'm going to give you leave for tomorrow and withdraw you from the mission on Monday.”

Zack sat up. “Seph... why?”

“I was supposed to supervise you on that mission. It would be best that-” He looked to the side thinking on how to word it. Never was he at a loss for words but his mind was taking its time in coming back to the plain of normality.

“We keep our space?” Zack offered. “Look if you're worried I'm going to jump you in the hall you can relax. I know the repercussions of this. It's going to look like I'm trying to sleep my way through the ranks.” He flopped onto his back. “They spread the same rumors about me and Angeal before anything actually happened.”

Sephiroth saw Zack looking at the ceiling. “That is not it. I was referring to your injuries.”

“Nothing a little curaga and high potions can't fix.”

Sephiroth shook his head. “These are internal injuries. Take the time. We will just push the mission to Tuesday if you really want to go.”

“Awesome Tuesday it is then.” Zack slipped his free hand behind his head and held up his cuffed wrist. “So can I get this off now?” He smiled at Seph.

~*~*~To Be Continued...~*~*~
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