Forever and a Day

Forever and a Day
Like Weiss on Rice

Summary: Nero turns Weiss into an Oreo sandwich.

Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII and all of its characters are © Square Enix and whoever else owns them if any.
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Weiss remembered a long time ago, when he was but a boy. He could remember someone with dark hair, red eyes and a gentle face. She was a kind woman, who would run her fingers through his hair and whisper sweet things to him. “My beautiful boy” she called him. She loved him very much, he could always tell… even if she never said a word. He never remembered being so happy in his life when she was alive.

He remembered wanting a sibling, and his mother and father had them together. He didn’t know his father… he was never around because they kept him imprisoned… only bringing him out for the purpose of procreation. That’s what she said anyway. It was okay though, he didn’t need a father, and she was enough.

Weiss remembered watching sisters come and go. He desperately wanted to see them… but they were always kept away. They would go into the same breeding program his mother was in later. Most females were kept in stasis tubes, but not his mother. She was only kept out because she gentled him. He would do anything they asked as long as he could see her at the end of the day and sleep next to her in bed.

He had seen her pregnant his whole young life, her poor body wearing out long before it’s time. She was spindly and sickly most of the time despite her swollen belly. His mother hadn’t always lived down here… not like him. She could remember being free. He felt sad for her, she always wanted to leave.

She also had another problem, she was quite religious… and places like these were not very nurturing for her. She told him she believed she was being punished for something she might have done. That of course only made the situation worse, as she also felt guilt on top of being mistreated as she was.

The last time she was pregnant, she asked him to kneel beside her. “Mama…” He protested, he didn’t believe what she did.

“Just do it.” She said gently, kneeling down and twining her fingers together. He complied, anything to make her feel better. “Let’s pray now… that it will be a boy.”

He nodded, and knew why. In any normal circumstance he wouldn’t mind it being a girl, but he was so tired of watching them go into the same program his mother was in… they would never know what it was like to feel love, talk or see. They would just be canisters for the next round of soldiers.

“God, please grant us a little boy.” She said. “Someone who will be sweet and kind, someone who will love his brother when I am gone. Amen.”

“Amen.” He said, not understanding. Only later did he know that she knew she would die. Even if Nero never devoured her, she had giving up already.

When Nero had been born, he distinctly remembered throwing up when the news came. He had been so anxious. When he found out about his mother, he surprisingly never cried. He loved her very much, but he was relieved. She was finally at peace… maybe one day she would get to see their father again. She always said how much she missed him.

“Nero…” He ran his fingers over the arm rest, thinking of how wonderful it was to finally see him.

He remembered hearing crying, black smog everywhere. He thought that maybe the room was on fire, but there was no heat. Objects long discarded by scientists who had been consumed… He was a bloody mess, Nero. He cried angrily, his little arms curled up and pushed to his cheeks. Only when Weiss held him did he finally quiet. He found a blanket and wrapped him up, feeling him slightly chilled. “It’s okay.” He shushed. “I’m here now.” He sat on the floor and held him still. “Mama said…” He felt his breath hitch for a moment. “Mama said I should take care of you. I will okay? I’ll take care of you and mama said you would love me as much as she did.” Nero just looked at him with glazed eyes, quite comfortable being swaddled finally. Nero’s face turned just a bit and latched onto Weiss’ nipple since it was so close. The older boy yelped. “I’m a boy! A boy!”

Weiss chuckled a bit, remembering that.

“Nii-san?” A voice interrupted him from behind… Nero.

“Hm?” He broke from his musings.

“You called for me.” Nero said quietly, drawing himself out of the shadows and Weiss found him sitting behind him, his legs on either side of his. Nero was shorter than him, so his legs didn’t quite meet the ground as his did. “Did you need me?” Nero drew him back against him. His fingers found his naked chest, whether touching his nipple was accidental he would never know. It did make him laugh a little, considering where his thoughts had been. “Remembering when I was a baby again?” Nero giggled, he could almost read his mind. “You always do that…”

“They are good memories.” Weiss said wistfully.

“But we’re all grown up now.” Nero chimed in, this time his finger twirled around his nipple purposefully. “Did you need me? Or would you like me to go?”

Ha, he already knew the answer to that. If Weiss said for him to go Nero would end up finding a way to change his mind. Nero had always showed a submissive side to the public, to the other Tsviets. His outfit only added to that illusion. In that way he showed his unwavering loyalty. What a fool he had been not to see.

When they had first came together Weiss had thought he was going to have to take the lead in their lovemaking. Oh, how wrong he had been. Little, innocent and quiet Nero… the ever dutiful brother was tearing his clothes off, beginning and ending the kisses and pushing him down on the bed. Weiss had a lot of other things on his mind. He already lead the Tsviets, it was nice to let someone lead him for a change. Actually, it was exhilarating. “Well, since you’re here.”

Nero laughed haughtily in his ear making him shiver. “Silly Nii-san.”

“Nero…”

“Honestly, as much as you like me to touch you there now… you always made such a thing about me doing that.” He ducked his head under Weiss’s massive arm tilted his body around letting his tongue twirl around his nipple.

“Nero,” Weiss blushed, something that wasn’t lost to Nero. “Stop.”

Nero ignored him and kept on. “It always amazes me that you can still blush… even after all that we’ve done.” Nero thought that he might bring something to his attention. “Nii-san…”

“Ototo?” Weiss mimicked at his playful behavior.

“I noticed you looking at the girls yesterday… that was very rude of you… especially since I was there.”

Weiss’ blush grew deeper. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be sorry beloved.” Nero arranged himself comfortably behind him again. “I know that you have needs… that I haven’t been able to fulfill.”

Weiss flinched. He didn’t want Nero to say that. He tried explaining it to him once, about how he felt. It was very difficult to say the least… that he was a bisexual. He loved Nero greatly and he was more than enough for him, but he still had that distant yearning that there was also something he needed. It was as if Nero stopped the gap for his need for a man, but there was also a part of him that yearned for a woman as well. He hated that feeling. It confused the hell out of him. He wasn’t going to do anything about it though. Nero came first, and he wasn’t going to ask him to share… especially since he would be driven insane if Nero was in the same predicament. “I don’t need anyone else but you.” That was at least the truth. As long as he had Nero, nothing else mattered anyway.

“Forgive me my love, I did not mean to upset you.” Nero nuzzled him, his little hands going this way and that. “But I wanted to give you a little present… and I was wondering if you would like to accept?”

He didn’t like that tone of voice, the one that sounded oh so playful, but one that could also mean something very evil as well. “What’s that?”

“Would you like it… if I gave you a female companion as well?”

Was that a trick question? Of course he was going to say no. “No.” There, he said it. He really wished Nero wouldn’t play these games with him. It was already hard enough to deal with his problem without him adding fuel to the fire. “I don’t need anyone else, especially not some woman.”

“I appreciate that… I do.” Nero went on with that wicked tone of his. “But of course, I am much too greedy to share you with someone else after all.” Nero sighed, contented. “But maybe… I could share you with myself.”

Okay, what the hell was that supposed to mean?

Sensing Weiss’ confusion Nero went on to explain what he had meant. “Like I said, I have a present for you… I hope you like it. I’ve been working on it for some time now.”

“Nero…” Weiss growled.

“Just watch.” Nero purred, his billowing clouds seeping into the floor and rising in front of Weiss as if it were a short pillar. It took on the shape of a human, Weiss just figured he was going to make a copy of himself. That was something he had done before during their sparing. He didn’t minded but he’d seen it before.

But it wasn’t a copy of Nero, it was much too short. The figure took on a definite shape then, the fog clearing. It was a woman with long dark feathery hair. Nero made a woman? “Do you like her? I made her myself.” He said proudly. Weiss found his choice of words strange. He remembered being presented with a macaroni picture of himself in the same manner.

When he figured what he was about Weiss’ brain threatened to burst. He couldn’t even keep up with one Nero, much less another… the little insatiable imp. “Wait...” He began, trying to get up.

“I think not.” Nero held him back down gently, a very wicked tone bubbling forth. “We haven’t even started yet… lovely Nii-san.”

“Nero…” Weiss watched as the woman advanced on him, the same dark marks that Nero wore tattooed across her body. He laughed a little to himself, her left nipple was black just like Nero’s.

“Be nice to her, I’ll be able feel everything you do…” Nero shivered at the thought of it, nuzzling just below Weiss’ ear. That distracted him quite nicely while his female counterpart straddled Weiss’s lap.

“We seem to be a little overdressed.” Nero commented, his darkness rolling over them both for a moment and when it ebbed back Weiss found himself completely disrobed.

“Nero!” He huffed, “I better get those back.”

“Shhh… shhh my love.” Nero tittered, finding teasing him quite enjoyable. “Your pants are the last thing you’ll be thinking about.”

Weiss experimentally touched this copy and Nero groaned behind him. He kissed her neck then, biting in and sucking, trailing down to her breasts.

“Nii-san…” Nero purred. Weiss flicked his tongue across her nipple. “Oh…”

“Sweet Nero…” Weiss pushed his fingers into her folds and Nero spasmed behind him. His tongue twirled around her nipple while he worked his fingers in and out of her. Her arms looped around his neck and she panted. Nero mirrored her, both of them hanging onto him from either side. She was pushing herself against his manhood as Nero’s length prodded his back, both rubbed on him tirelessly, sensually as he pleased her. He heard Nero gasping, becoming more aroused. He was probably going to get rough in a few minutes. He did, he felt those sharp little nails dragging lines across his chest while hers scraped his back. Then the assault began.

It was like the two of them were vying for his attention. They both kissed either side of his neck frantically. He hardly knew which way to turn and who to kiss. When one was ignored he was scraped or moaned at. They were quickly whipping him up into a frenzy.

Nero bit his shoulder as she twirled her tongue around his nipple. Her fingers came around his length then. His fingers worked into her faster and faster. She squeezed him. Oh God… he opened his mouth to gasp only to have two fingers being shoved inside. “Suck.” Nero ordered and he did. Nero rubbed his erection against him, telling him of things to come. She moved away from the reach of his hands.

“Mmnnnn!” He felt her replace her hands with her mouth. He cried out and Nero removed his fingers only to slide them inside of him. Her mouth was around his length, sucking him in deep. Thank God he had taken care of a few things earlier, other wise he wouldn’t have lasted a minute with these two.

Nero of course, noticed this right away. “You masturbated… didn’t you?” He accused.

“Maybe…” Weiss answered a little breathlessly.

“Naughty Nii-san…” Nero growled in his ear. “How many times?”

“How many times what?” Weiss blushed, being difficult.

“How many times did you wrap your naughty fingers around your dick and cum?” Nero purred and Weiss shook.

“Two…”

“Are you sure?” Nero asked.

“Three.”

Nero growled playfully. “Oh, so you lied to me then… I’m afraid I’ll have to punish you.”

“Nero…” Weiss whined, this was already torture enough.

“But first I think you need to make it up to me… maybe I would like to cum once before I fuck you.” Weiss shivered. “Yes, that would be nice… why don’t you suck me off?”

When Nero got up in front of him it was easy to take him into his mouth and suck him in all the way… especially since he had such a nice mouth around his shaft.

Nero let out a strangled noise. “Mmm… you’re so much better at this when someone else is doing it to you.” His eyes threatened to roll into the back of his head. “I’ll have to remember that for later…” Which meant this might happen again… but he wasn’t going to complain. Her soft mouth and blunted teeth threatened to undo him and she stopped. He whimpered around Nero’s length. Nero was still pushing into his mouth.

“Yesss…” He hissed. “Nii-san… oh!” His body shuddered and Weiss felt his release hit the back of his throat.

Weiss could never be sure, but he often wondered if Nero had been designed with a sex machine in mind. Maybe it was his youth, but he could get it standing at attention over and over again. Maybe he was a nymphomaniac or something of the like. “Oh my perfect beautiful Nii-san… I think we’re ready now.” Nero was once again behind him.

Nero finally ended the game by grabbing his hair roughly and bringing his head around to meet his. His tongue entered his mouth just as his length did. “Mm!” The figure in front of him nudged his shaft between her thighs, shimming her hips until she slide all the way down him. Nero grabbed his hips in response. She was practically bouncing on him as Nero ground up. They were a little awkward at first but started ramming into Weiss together, mashing him up into her and pushing Nero in just that much further.

How sweet this feeling was, to be so utterly filled and surrounded at once. Oh God… he felt it… that pressure was building up again. He was…

They stopped, she jumped off his manhood just in time and he cried his outrage.

“I told you… you were going to be punished dearest.” Nero was having a hard time controlling himself and came into Weiss.

“Brat…” Weiss growled and Nero laughed a little before moaning into the back of his neck.

Weiss had been so preoccupied that he hadn’t noticed that Nero was actually floating him in the air a little… probably so he could ram into him without being crushed under his weight.

“Oh Nii-san, you are so tight around me.” Nero pushed up and Weiss felt him grow again. “Let’s start again… maybe this time I’ll let you cum…” But his voice told him he wasn’t.

Weiss felt her slip over him again, her body so warm and inviting he didn’t protest. That sweet tight pull of her on his length… he could get used to that. He grabbed her hips and pushed into her harder and Nero moaned. Oh… he almost forgot that they were connected.

“Nii-san.”

“So you think you can play with me, hm?” Weiss brought her down swiftly and Nero’s head jerked back.

“Ah!”

Weiss had a thought. “Do you like how it feels to be a woman Ototo?”

“A little…” Nero admitted wickedly. “Of course, it’s nice to feel both at once.” He shuddered when Weiss ground his length into her. “Ah!” When he could recover himself he laughed breathlessly. “You should make one as well…”

He could imagine that… little Nero straddling his female counterpart and driving him insane without actually ever touching him.

Nero was pacing himself obviously, trying to calm his own thrusting while Weiss ruthlessly pounded into her wet heat. “Mmmm… Nii-san.”

Weiss felt it coming again, but this time he wasn’t going to let these two get away from him. He grabbed the armrest to his chair and pressed himself firmly down on Nero while keeping her rocking hips against his.

Nero seemed a little surprised at this, but he only grinned and said, “Very well.” One again he was being sandwiched in between the two of them. She sheathed him at a deeper angle, Nero tilted his hips up into him and buried in him so deeply he wondered if they could feel each other through him.

“Oh…” He closed his eyes.

“Yes… cum for me Nii-san. Cum now.” Nero grasped him roughly then, holding him tightly.

Weiss almost cried as he came, no one ever loved him as unselfishly as Nero did. No one ever would. No one understood him quite as much. It was as if they were made for each other in a way, and he was so happy that his prayers were answered that day so long ago. Nero, someone to love him.

“Nero!” Nero’s teeth bit into his powerful neck, steadying him as he rocked into him and came. The woman crushed around his length in time to Nero’s thrusting. “Nero…” He shook, feeling every part of him drain away into his brother. Tears ran down his face. “I love you.” After he was finished the woman smiled and vanished in a silky wisp of smoke.

“And I you, dearest one.” Nero pulled him back to rest on his shoulder and brushed away his sweat dampened hair. “I love you more than life itself.” He kissed his forehead before placing his lips on his tenderly. Nero pulled him back and wiped Weiss’ tears away with thumbs. “My sweet Nii-san.” He kissed him again, a bit deeper this time, but just as softly. “The morning is coming… and everyone will soon awake.”

And this will all be just like a dream as he once again dons his clothes and becomes the subservient little brother once more. “I wish this would never end.” Weiss said.

“It won’t.” Nero promised, “It will just pause for the day.”

“I meant… ever.” Weiss said, wanting more.

Nero would give it to him. “It won’t end. I’ll always be here for you Nii-san. Even if I die and crumble away, I will always be apart of you. That way, you never have to be lonely or sad again.”

That was a comforting thought. “You’ll love me always? Forever?” He asked.

“Forever and a day.” Nero said his childish line for him, before placing another kiss on his forehead. He ran his fingers through his hair. “My beautiful Weiss.”

Weiss never wanted the night to end.

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Author’s Notes:

Nero takes charge for a change. Bwa ha ha ha… I hope you liked it. I thought it would be fun to turn Weiss into an Oreo sandwich.