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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack snickered against Sephiroth’s chest. “Well.. Yeah I guess they are kinda like me. They would like you.” Smiling Zack leaned up and kissed Sephiroth’s jaw.
“Yes, just me you a tent a campfire under the stars with no one around for miles. It would be amazing.” Zack purred relaxing as his mate began to slowly massage and rub his somewhat sore back.
“… Yeah. I do not need to see Hojo any more then I need to. I doubt it would be good for your health either.” He teased before shuddering at the thought, he wanted to just keep him and his mate safe and far away from that mad man as he could.
"I wouldn’t mind meeting them if that’s the case, it could be a nice learning experience," he muttered. Zack’s kisses were more than enough to get his attention. He loved it and turned his face toward Zack’s, kissing his neck while continuing the massage.
He laughed softly and nuzzled him for a moment. “So it would be much more recreational than mission oriented… What place would you pick? Somewhere mountainous, perhaps a little warm?”
The man nearly snickered when Hojo came back up but he tried to push that out of his mind. He couldn’t hardly stand being around Hojo for extended periods of time. “He messes up again and he’s dead, regardless of whether Shinra needs him or not,” he growled.
Zack smiled and rested his head in the nook of Sephiroth’s neck, his hands finishing up the last of their job washing the general before just resting on his back holding him close. This truly was the life. This was what he had been missing.
“Mmmm less mountains, more warmish. But definitely woods and away from civilization. With less monsters. Don’t wanna spend our entire vacation killing stuff. Ya know?” Zack mused trying to think of a place that fit the description. “And no Phs’s during our leave. Don’t need the director calling ever five minutes.”
His smile turned to a small smirk at the mention of ridding Hojo from this world, yes that was good. Honestly who even liked the mad man? After everything he had done? Zack sure as hell didn't.
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack blushed profusely when Sephiroth mentioned going to meet his parents. Dear Gaia what was he going to say to them? Explain this? Thankfully his parents were pretty easy going. Knowing his mom she would probably insist on feeding them and showing him his baby book. Zack snorted softly and moved to push Seph’s hair away from his front. Enjoying the feel of the silver general returning the favor.
“It would probably be wise to perhaps visit my family. They are something else.” He chuckled before nuzzling his mates neck happily. “being SOLDIER there really isn’t much to see, but its a bit different going sight seeing when your off duty and can go at your own pace and relax. I like beaches… and .. OH LETS GO CAMPING!” Zack said excitedly.
He noticed the blush and didn’t quite know what to say about it. Was Zack already ashamed of him? It didn’t seem that way but he couldn’t be quite certain. “Ah, I suppose that means they’re a bit different? I’m expecting them to be exactly like you as far as I know,” he muttered.
The cuddling and close contact was so nice and Sephiroth was quickly becoming addicted to it. “Camping? Is that like camping when we’re lodging for the night in the wilderness?” This sounded like something he knew at least, his palms moving over Zack’s back to help him get clean.
His hair was getting heavier as it was getting wet, seeming longer than it usually was. “I would introduce you to my own family but my mother is dead and… well you see my father on a regular basis.”
Zack snickered against Sephiroth’s chest. “Well.. Yeah I guess they are kinda like me. They would like you.” Smiling Zack leaned up and kissed Sephiroth’s jaw.
“Yes, just me you a tent a campfire under the stars with no one around for miles. It would be amazing.” Zack purred relaxing as his mate began to slowly massage and rub his somewhat sore back.
“... Yeah. I do not need to see Hojo any more then I need to. I doubt it would be good for your health either.” He teased before shuddering at the thought, he wanted to just keep him and his mate safe and far away from that mad man as he could.
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack sighed softly and walked over to Seph, stepping between his knees were he sat. “It dosn’t matter if you are or are not. You are mine, and I will be there to help guide you and show you the wonders of the world.” With a happy smile Zack leaned up and gave his mate a loving kiss.
“Water is ready, come on. We can discuss vacation plans while we clean up.” Gently grasping Sephiroth’s hand Zack stepped into his steamy shower and allowed the sprays to cleanse his body. “So sand, is out of the question. How about a road trip? Just to get away, relax, and sight see?”
Smiling Zack turned to Sephiroth and began using soap to wash up his Alpha’s body for him. Just enjoying touching his powerful mate.
Zack’s compassion surprised him but Sephiroth wasn’t sure why that was suddenly hitting him like that. He kissed him back and offered a tiny smile, enjoying the other being there and helping him to relax. He stood up and righted his hair.
Getting in with Zack, he jumped slightly when the other started to wash him, reaching over to start returning the favor. “Hm. Is there much to see? I suppose I should meet your family now, right? It would be strange for them not to know, or at least that’s what television and movies lead me to believe.”
He repeatedly tried to push his hair out of the way so that they could continue washing. “What places do you typically enjoy?” Honestly, he wanted to avoid anything that would remind either of them of Angeal or Genesis.
Zack blushed profusely when Sephiroth mentioned going to meet his parents. Dear Gaia what was he going to say to them? Explain this? Thankfully his parents were pretty easy going. Knowing his mom she would probably insist on feeding them and showing him his baby book. Zack snorted softly and moved to push Seph’s hair away from his front. Enjoying the feel of the silver general returning the favor.
“It would probably be wise to perhaps visit my family. They are something else.” He chuckled before nuzzling his mates neck happily. “being SOLDIER there really isn’t much to see, but its a bit different going sight seeing when your off duty and can go at your own pace and relax. I like beaches... and .. OH LETS GO CAMPING!” Zack said excitedly.
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack followed after Seph pouting lightly. “B-but… Its a beach. You get over the sand in your crevices really.. What is your idea of a Vacation then eh?” Sephiroth was never going to truly live unless he got to experience stuff like this. Instead of following Sephiroth into the living room Zack went straight into the bathroom to relieve himself. A flushing could be heard from the living room and then the sound of running water. “Don’t have to wash your hair. Just let me play with it and comb it silly.. You like hot water?”
For a moment, he blinked to himself and stared at the floor for a moment. “I… don’t know. I’ve not had a vacation so I honestly don’t know what one would entail. I’ve heard a few people talking about their plans for it but it seems mostly… laying about, isn’t it?”
He frowned and looked up to Zack after the toilet was flushed. “I suppose I could do that. Hot water is fine with me, just pick a temperature you’re familiar with.” Sephiroth stepped into the room and had to fight the temptation to tie his hair back.
He did pull himself up to sit on the sink’s counter top, not much caring about how it might look. “I suppose I appear socially inept now.”
Zack sighed softly and walked over to Seph, stepping between his knees were he sat. “It dosn’t matter if you are or are not. You are mine, and I will be there to help guide you and show you the wonders of the world.” With a happy smile Zack leaned up and gave his mate a loving kiss.
“Water is ready, come on. We can discuss vacation plans while we clean up.” Gently grasping Sephiroth’s hand Zack stepped into his steamy shower and allowed the sprays to cleanse his body. “So sand, is out of the question. How about a road trip? Just to get away, relax, and sight see?”
Smiling Zack turned to Sephiroth and began using soap to wash up his Alpha’s body for him. Just enjoying touching his powerful mate.
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack snorted and slowly sat up wincing slightly. “Sephiroth you truly are something else. The beaches are for fun. You know, relaxing in the sun.. swimming running around in swim trunks. You don’t have to handle anything. Just relax.” Sephiroth’s mate could not be happier as the other agreed to allow him to move in, Zack gave a big happy whoop before standing to his feet. They still felt a bit jellylike, but Seph was a big boy after all, and had not been to gentle.
“Yeah I have a comb in the bathroom. Should let me brush it out for you after our shower~” Zack practically purred looking forward to the feet, and quality time grooming his Alpha. Besides Zack loved his hair.
"Ah… I think I’ve seen those in magazines, the places where people frolic on the sand in what looks like underwear. How can anyone relax in that? It looks uncomfortable and sand… sand everywhere… sand in places it ought not be.." He gave a small shiver, parts of his father finally shining through in him. There wasn’t a lot of similarities between himself and Hojo but that was one of them.
The whooping from Zack had him glancing up in surprise, reaching out to try and help steady him. “You might have a distinct lack of shampoo if I wash my hair here. It takes at least a bottle every time, it’s just too long.” But he didn’t have the heart to cut it. As much aggravation as his hair gave him, Sephiroth still quite liked it and enjoyed messing with it sometimes.
He stood with Zack and stretched, his spine cracking slightly until he was done. Walking into the living room, he found that the messages he’d gotten were reviews on the mission plan, nothing more than that. The one thing that had him pausing was Angeal’s and Genesis’s names on his contact list. He snapped the phone shut and sighed, following Zack to the bathroom.
Zack followed after Seph pouting lightly. “B-but... Its a beach. You get over the sand in your crevices really.. What is your idea of a Vacation then eh?” Sephiroth was never going to truly live unless he got to experience stuff like this. Instead of following Sephiroth into the living room Zack went straight into the bathroom to relieve himself. A flushing could be heard from the living room and then the sound of running water. “DOn’t have to wash your hair. Just let me play with it and comb it silly.. You like hot water?”
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack quirked a brow at Sephiroth’s comment, finding it absolutely adorable and tempting. Who knew Sephiroth was even allowed vacation time with how much Lazard made him work his ass off. But oh boy did that sound like a great idea. “mm.. Vacation sounds nice. We could go to the beach.. or something.” He murmured snuggling in closer to his mate.
His own stomach was starting to gurgle at the prospect of food, and the need to use the restroom. Perhaps even a shower. The dried fluid from last nights deed feeling quite disgusting dried on his stomach. Happily Zack returned the kiss with his own approving hum. “How about.. Shower, left over pizza and cuddling on the couch with a movie.. or something.”
Softly Zack caressed Sephiroth’s cheek before nuzzling against his neck. “mmm.. I should move in with you.. Don’t wanna sleep away from you.”
"Mmm, the beach. I’ve not been there aside from getting myself into ships and such near the sand. I’m afraid I wouldn’t know how to handle such an excursion." He nuzzled Zack right back and nodded at the mention of a shower but he wasn’t going to be messing with his damn hair.
Sephiroth carded his fingers through Zack’s hair as he was nuzzling his neck with a low, contented rumble in his chest, much like a purr. “I would enjoy that. My home is much too large for a single person to be living in it. Maybe now it can finally be a true home and not just a shelter.”
He stole a long, languid kiss and stood, not minding the dried semen on his stomach. It really didn’t bother him. He did frown at his hair and how tangled it was, it would take at least an hour to brush it all out. “I don’t suppose you have a comb here, do you? I’ll braid it instead, there’s no reason to wash it as it seems fine for the time being…”
Not to mention the fact that he used a bottle every time he had to wash the damn thing. He was a very adamant believer in ‘if it’s not greasy, it’s fine.’ There was only so much room in his bathroom for shampoo and supplies for his hair.
Zack snorted and slowly sat up wincing slightly. “Sephiroth you truly are something else. The beaches are for fun. You know, relaxing in the sun.. swimming running around in swim trunks. You don't have to handle anything. Just relax.” Sephiroth’s mate could not be happier as the other agreed to allow him to move in, Zack gave a big happy whoop before standing to his feet. They still felt a bit jellylike, but Seph was a big boy after all, and had not been to gentle.
“Yeah I have a comb in the bathroom. Should let me brush it out for you after our shower~” Zack practically purred looking forward to the feet, and quality time grooming his Alpha. Besides Zack loved his hair.
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Somewhat comforted by the other confirming this was all real Zack allowed his eyes to fall closed. Hearing and feeling Sephiroth falling asleep, as well as listening to his soft breathing lulled Zack right along behind him. Sleep easily capturing him as he held his mate close. His face nuzzled into his neck.
This was truly the life, and nothing would persuade him otherwise.
Zack slept almost calmly through the night for once in a long time. No dreams, nothing. Just peaceful bliss. He did not wake until the sun peeked through the window signalling it was now morning. The poor puppy having almost forgotten what had happened the night before. At least until he stretched out, and realized Sephiroth was still planted on top of him. With a small smile he reached down shifting pretty silver away from his face, and leaned in to softly place a kiss upon his forehead. “mmm.. Mornin… “
When the sun came through, Sephiroth hid his eyes against Zack’s neck, trying not to see the damn sliver of light that was just far too close to his face for his comfort. Sometime during the night, he had softened and pulled out of Zack, now simply laying there against him. What surprised him the most was that there had been complete and utter restfulness the night before.
Jade eyes peeked through the curtain of silver hair at Zack before he hummed. “Morning… I could probably eat about four of those pizzas by myself this morning, good lord,” he yawned. His stomach was already trying to grumble at him but he made no move to leave, Zack’s affection making him hum happily.
With his face completely uncovered now, Sephiroth leaned up and kissed Zack. “I’m tempted to take off work today. Maybe even the next week, I’ll give you some of my vacation days.”
Zack quirked a brow at Sephiroth’s comment, finding it absolutely adorable and tempting. Who knew Sephiroth was even allowed vacation time with how much Lazard made him work his ass off. But oh boy did that sound like a great idea. “mm.. Vacation sounds nice. We could go to the beach.. or something.” He murmured snuggling in closer to his mate.
His own stomach was starting to gurgle at the prospect of food, and the need to use the restroom. Perhaps even a shower. The dried fluid from last nights deed feeling quite disgusting dried on his stomach. Happily Zack returned the kiss with his own approving hum. “How about.. Shower, left over pizza and cuddling on the couch with a movie.. or something.”
Softly Zack caressed Sephiroth’s cheek before nuzzling against his neck. “mmm.. I should move in with you.. Don’t wanna sleep away from you.”
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack shivered as Sephiroth traced patterns onto his bare skin. “mmm.. Can’t… “ he mumbled lazily, softly placing a kiss on the silvers neck. “don’t wanna wake up to this having been a dream… “ not to mention it was a little hard to fall asleep when you body had someone else stuck inside. The thought made him blush again once more.
Lazily Zacks fingers began to massage Sephiroth’s scalp, his other hand drifting down to rest between his shoulder blades, were he rubbed soothingly. Besides, the general was not the only one who got nightmares at night. Zack had his own demons to deal with when sleep took.
"Not a dream. I’ll still be here when you wake up," he replied. Sephiroth understood though, he was almost certain there was no way for this to have been something that was real, it felt far too good. He tried to fight the heavy feeling of drowziness taking him over, Zack’s touches making him feel so content.
He huffed slightly and buried his face against Zack’s neck before he gradually relaxed. Sephiroth had a bad habit of only sleeping lightly when in unfamiliar places that weren’t his own bedroom, so this was one of the instances where he would sleep much lighter than usual.
He took in Zack’s comforting scent, vaguely aware of still being buried within him, and closed his eyes to rest against the First. Within a few moments, he was out.
Somewhat comforted by the other confirming this was all real Zack allowed his eyes to fall closed. Hearing and feeling Sephiroth falling asleep, as well as listening to his soft breathing lulled Zack right along behind him. Sleep easily capturing him as he held his mate close. His face nuzzled into his neck.
This was truly the life, and nothing would persuade him otherwise.
Zack slept almost calmly through the night for once in a long time. No dreams, nothing. Just peaceful bliss. He did not wake until the sun peeked through the window signalling it was now morning. The poor puppy having almost forgotten what had happened the night before. At least until he stretched out, and realized Sephiroth was still planted on top of him. With a small smile he reached down shifting pretty silver away from his face, and leaned in to softly place a kiss upon his forehead. “mmm.. Mornin... “
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack laughed softly as he continued to gently run his fingers through that long beautiful silver hair. How many people would give up everything they owned for a moment like this with Sephiroth? A content and happy smile plastered itself onto Zack’s face. It would not be leaving any time soon. “That is why I turn my PHS on silent when I am off duty.” Sephiroth’s omega teased him before burring his face against the others hair and neck in enjoyment.
“Stay here with me tonight, I don’t want you to go” Zack yawned tiredly before snuggling up close underneath his mate, blue eyes beginning to droop lazily as sleep threatened to take hold.
With Zack continually touching his hair like that, Sephiroth was already easing into laying on him. It was difficult to hold himself up completely anymore since he wanted to remain close to Zack. For a moment, he laughed softly.
"I should start doing the same. I suppose that since I’m the General, they likely believe I need to remain in my office." Not only that but he knew what Hojo had done to him before he was born. There was nothing he could do and he likely would end up Shinra’s weapon for the rest of his life. However long that might be…
He hummed at Zack and cuddled him before nearly mimicking his yawn. “I’m not going anywhere. Go ahead and sleep.” Sephiroth wouldn’t allow himself to sleep, he didn’t want to keep Zack up by tossing and turning all night. So instead, he traced little patterns on Zack’s skin.
Zack shivered as Sephiroth traced patterns onto his bare skin. “mmm.. Can’t... “ he mumbled lazily, softly placing a kiss on the silvers neck. “don’t wanna wake up to this having been a dream... “ not to mention it was a little hard to fall asleep when you body had someone else stuck inside. The thought made him blush again once more.
Lazily Zacks fingers began to massage Sephiroth’s scalp, his other hand drifting down to rest between his shoulder blades, were he rubbed soothingly. Besides, the general was not the only one who got nightmares at night. Zack had his own demons to deal with when sleep took.
Right Here | thepuppysoldier
“I should be saying the Welcome back Spike. “ Zack chuckled and slowly rose out of the bed, discarding the blankets around him in favor of walking over to the bag of goodies Cloud had brought back for him. Being a Soldier once he was not exactly self conscious about nudity.
“Food.. sounds amazing.. What did you get?” he asked while pulling out a pair of pants and then pulling them on and fastening them. At least they fit. At least with his goodies covered he crouched back down. “Hey Cloud.. Why did you buy a dildo?….” He paused and smirked. “Just kidding.” Zack snickered to himself before looking through the shirts and settling on a muscle shirt that had no sleeves. Somewhat dressed he sat back on the bed and inspected his healing wounds.
Cloud made a point of not looking as Zack wandered around the room naked. That was just Zack, and it wasn’t even really as though he’d never seen Zack naked before. They’d spent four years together in a laboratory, undergoing experimentation, after all. But he really didn’t want to look at those bullet wounds, even if they were mostly healed now. They were going to scar, and every time Cloud saw them, he was going to have to remember.
He listened to the sounds of Zack rummaging through the bags, getting dressed. “I got…—what?!” Cloud asked, flushing bright red and turning around, only to see Zack smirk at him knowingly. He groaned and rolled his eyes. “I got it to shove down your throat to get you to shut up once in a while,” he retorted.
Now free of his armor, he went over to the bags and picked up the one with some food in it before sitting down next to Zack on the bed. “It’s nothing too fancy. I figured we’d head back up north to Edge after this so I could give you back Buster, so most of it is stuff to eat on the road. It’s a long trip back. But the oreos are mine, and you don’t get any.”
Edge? What in Gaia was Edge? Zack quirked a brow at his friend listening and waiting for him to finish talking before chimming in. “Um.. Spike, what is Edge?” Zack swore he would have heard of it at some point in his life, but he had not. Perhaps it was new? Zack gave Cloud a horrified look before pouting at him with a hurt expression. “.. B-but Cloud... It has been years since I have had an oreo.. Do you have no heart? Please can I have one.” He whined, it was kind of cold of Cloud to be that way, Zack had been dead for a while, and before that on the run with Cloud. And before that had spent years in a laboratory begin experimented on. And yet his dear so called best friend denied him a tasty oreo?
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack shivered at the soft licks upon his neck. Wrapping his arms lazily around the bigger male and gently pulling him down to make him rest his weight on top of him. “mm.. that.. was .. definitly amazing..” he murmured against the others lips. Feeling nothing but pleasure and content. With no will to move what so ever.
“mm… I am a SOLDIER Seph… I will not be crushed by your weight.. just relax.I just want to stay like this for now..” It was nice and he felt warm and comfortable, and still very full. He could definitely get used to this, that was for sure.
Gingerly he ran his hands through those beautiful silver tresses admiring their silkiness.
Sephiroth was still uncertain whether or not he could safely lower himself onto Zack. He was incredibly heavy but he was careful not to add his entire weight onto the other, pressing his face against Zack’s neck. His arms wrapped around Zack, holding him as closely as he could manage.
The feeling of him playing with his hair was nice, making Sephiroth close his eyes. “Not many have done that with my hair. I think I like it.” He didn’t let go of Zack not even when the PHS rang in the other room. Not even the President of Shinra would tear him away in that moment.
He did groan in mild aggravation, shaking his head. “It’s astounding how this corporation doesn’t seem to understand personal space or time. If I’m not in my office and my shift is over, I have no wish to deal with half of them,” he grumbled.
Instead, he busied himself with nuzzling Zack again, one hand going to rest on Zack’s lower back.
Zack laughed softly as he continued to gently run his fingers through that long beautiful silver hair. How many people would give up everything they owned for a moment like this with Sephiroth? A content and happy smile plastered itself onto Zack’s face. It would not be leaving any time soon. “That is why I turn my PHS on silent when I am off duty.” Sephiroth’s omega teased him before burring his face against the others hair and neck in enjoyment.
“Stay here with me tonight, I don’t want you to go” Zack yawned tiredly before snuggling up close underneath his mate, blue eyes beginning to droop lazily as sleep threatened to take hold.
The Alpha and I| Closed with Whitewingedangeal
Five years ago there had been a really bad blizzard that had covered the land in ice and snow. Only the strongest had survived that awful winter. Unfortunatly Zack’s pack had been part of those who had not survived that winter. During one of the colder nights another pack had came along and wiped them out. Murdering everyone Zack had ever known. He to would have been hidden by his father in a hole were none would find him, to keep him warm and safe. Days later the young pup had left the hiding spot only to come face to face with a very large man. A lone wolf.
it had been five years since that day. The day Zack had joined his new pack, and been accepted and taken care of by a wolf he came to know as Angeal. A strong Alpha who had taken him in and protected him. The youth could not have been happier.
Seeing his friend had finally returned from scoping out their new territory Zack ran over to him, flinging himself against the bigger male before nibbling fondly at his black ear. “Welcome back Geal!” He chimed happily his tail going crazy.
Of course Zack knew his time was coming, it would not be long now that he would find out his true place in the world. Would he be an Alpha like Angeal? Or something else? Honestly Zack would be more then happy being a beta, if that meant he got to stay with the elder wolf longer.
There had been something strange hanging in the air on his whole way back, Angeal had taken a circuitous route back to the site of their new den. He’d doubled back, making sure he wasn’t being followed. It didn’t smell like another wolf, exactly, but it was new.
The raven haired man wasn’t nearly as paranoid, or antisocial, as he had been five years ago. But he still wanted to keep Zack safe. He still needed to make sure his territory wasn’t being violated. But no success.
And then-then Zack pounced on him, Angeal inhaled that particular scent now radiating from his younger friend. He hadn’t smelled anything that good in a very long time. The wolf buried his nose against the other’s neck, hardening inside his pants and feeling a low rumbling growl radiate through his chest in a tone he knew Zack hadn’t heard before. Differing urges warred in him, the desire to push the slighter man off of him, or to pin him down aggressively. “Ah-Zack. Do you - do you smell anything different, about me?” he asked, voice husky and low.
Zack’s eyes widened as Angeal buried his face into his neck and inhaled deeply. His nose picking up a strange scent from the bigger wolf making him blush a bit. Why in the blazes was Angeal aroused? Zack was very confused and slowly made to pull away from him, his pointy black ears flickering nervously. “I.. You smell.. aroused?.. But I don’t know why...”
Cautiously Zack pulled away from his Alpha, pulse racing. Zack knew he would be changing in the next few days to take up his newest role within their tiny little pack. But why, would that have anything to do with how the big male was acting right now? Zack had never in five years heard such a noise leave his protectors lips, the youth could feel it through his own core.
“U-um... My .. maturing.. Has started...So.. I won’t be able to hunt with you for the next few days Geal... I am sorry.”
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack trembled as Sephiroth’s hips swiftly plowed into him. His body tensing and bowing beneath Sephiroth when he felt the Alpha’s knot pressing inside A liquid heat soon filling him. It did not take many strokes for the omega, because as soon as he felt the others thick seed pouring inside of him, his own released onto their stomachs. Coating them in his own hot cum. .
And then the thing he had been waiting for finally happened, Sephiroth bit him, marking him, claiming him for himself. Zack’s nails buried into Sephiroth’s back and his own teeth found themselves digging into Sephiroth’s neck in return, marking this alpha as his. And his alone.
Shuddering in his orgasm Zack held Sephiroth close softly nuzzling and kissing were he had bitten. His mind blown and body exhausted.
Sephiroth didn’t mind for the substance to be on his stomach, it was natural and he could deal with that easily enough. Now that they were tied and bonded, he had no want to move away. The slight ache in his neck was no where near as powerful as the feeling of relief and content going through him.
He lapped at the mark he’d made on Zack and made sure not to drop his body weight on him. Kissing up to Zack’s lips, Sephiroth stole a gentle kiss from him and pressed their foreheads together. “That was… quite amazing. I suppose that would be a satisfactory first time for the both of us, yes?”
Being tied, Sephiroth couldn’t pull himself out of Zack without hurting one or both of them. That wasn’t an option but he was certain this wasn’t quite comfortable. “Should we lay on our sides? We might be like this for a while…”
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack was helplessly lost in the pleasurable sensations he felt when Sephiroth began to rock and thrust into him. Each time he swore he was seeing stars. It felt far to good, The sensation of being filled just so damn right. “Oh.. Fu-fuck.. Sephiroth” Zack moaned out burrying his face into the silvers neck. Nuzzling and nibbling it affectionately. His hands grasping at his strong back for leverage.
There was no way this was going to be a long process. The heat in his groin was already beginning to pool and tighten with signs of impending release. “S-seph.. dear.. gaia.. I.. I can’t-” He groaned breathlessly against his neck as the thrusts grew rougher with more power behind them. Trying to warn him that he was very close to cumming already.
Sephiroth’s mouth stayed relatively close to Zack’s jaw and shoulder, unable to figure out which part of it he wanted to mark later. His hips were moving swiftly but what surprised him the most was that the knot at the base of his cock was appearing much faster than he had ever thought it would. Perhaps this was what mating really was?
Either way, he had an Omega to take care of underneath him, the same one that was sending chills through him by nibbling on him. “I can’t either,” he whispered, breathing softly against his skin. He held onto Zack’s hips tighter, trying to keep from bruising him, before one hand slipped between them to grasp at his cock, the edge of the knot already trying to push into Zack.
He dragged his tongue against Zack’s neck, finding that one place before dragging his teeth against his skin. A moment later, he forced his knot into Zack, unable to hold back while he was continually stroking the First, emptying into him. His teeth sank into Zack’s neck almost simultaneously, claiming him as his Omega.
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Watching the cadets training, Sephiroth could think so a gigantic list of things he’d rather be doing right that second. There were bills he’d left opened on his desk at home that still needed paying, a mysterious substance in a tupper ware dish he’d found that morning [he suspected Zack tried to make… something], not to mention the fact that Lazard was planning another mission.
The smell of testosterone in the air was making him want to hide his nose, he was a bit more sensitive to it due to mako treatments and was already starting to pray for wind. “Cadets, center!” The Captain was tense and Sephiroth knew why, it was hard not to know that his presence was making training difficult for him.
Reaching into his pocket, Sephiroth dry swallowed one of the scent suppressant pills he often carried around with him. He knew his scent was overwhelmingly powerful, he didn’t quite enjoy stressing people out. Finally, he grabbed his PHS and dialed Zack.
“Alright. You got me,” he started. “Where are you? And what is that substance in the fridge and when was it made? I could have swore it growled at me this morning.” His tone indicated that Sephiroth would hunt Zack down if he could, he wanted to bury his face in the other’s neck and take in his scent.
Zack was instantly lost in his own world, dazed as the scent enveloped him while inside the silver locks of hair. Sephiroth was so ungodly beautiful. How in the world did he get someone like this for his first time? Zack was just in shock.
Blue eyes widened when he felt something big and hot suddenly press inside of him, burying itself deep. The Soldier winced, fighting his bodies desire to clench up at the sudden intrusion. His hands grasping firmly at Sephiroth’s back, clawing it lightly. “O-ow .. Fuck.. Sephh.. Some.. warning.. next time.. Holy.. fff-” He cried out,clinging firmly against the bigger male, his soon to be Alpha. “D-don’t.. move.. please.” He begged working to calm his breathing and trying hard to adjust to the massive size embedded within.
Slowly Zack could feel the sting from the entry subside and leave, being replaced by a new sensation. A much better one. Zack could feel Sephiroth clinging to him unmoving. But now.. Now Zack needed him to. Shifting his hips the best he could Zack wrapped his legs around Sephiroth’s waist, slowly trying to grind against him to get some much needed friction. The pained noise he had been making soon turning to a whimper of desire and need.
“P-please.. Seph.. General.. Move~”
The nails digging into his back had Sephiroth shivering and gazing up at Zack, his eyes taking in how beautiful Zack was in a situation such as this. “I apologize… it seems that the texts I read on this subjects were missing quite a bit of information. I’m afraid that I’m woefully misinformed.”
That didn’t mean he was going to be leaving, only an idiot would have tried to pry him away from Zack right about then. He nuzzled his face against Zack’s neck and shoulder, reaching up to take his hand to tangle their fingers together. The urge to make this intimate was starting to push its way forward, making the General’s touches a bit softer as he kissed and nibbled on Zack’s skin.
The whimper nearly destroyed him but he returned his attention to the burning need in his loins. One hand rested on Zack’s hip and he began by pulling back and rocking toward Zack out of instinct, groaning deeply at the friction and tight heat around him. There was no way he was going to last long enough for this but he did start thrusting, having to pull his hair over one shoulder to keep it out of the way.
"Fuck, Zack…" The hand holding Zack’s drifted toward the First’s hips to grasp at him at the same time, trying to keep their fingers threaded as he raised up slightly to thrust more powerfully.
Angel Food | Puppysoldier
Zack finally finished his popsicle and set the stick on the table while nursing his beer. Blue eyes turning to Angeal as he entered into the room. It took him a moment before he realized he should provably stop hogging the couch. With a soft laugh Zack scooted over and sat up. “Yeah we can. Pizza shouldn’t take to long to cook though. Might wanna keep an eye on it.”
The neighbors stomach growled in agreement before quieting when he took another sip. “The big kiss huh? That is adorable” Zack teased him before gently nudging the taller bigger mans arm playfully. “I still can’t believe you have never had taco pizza….”
Angeal chuckled, dropping onto the couch besides his neighbor with an easy sigh. “I have made pizza before,” Angeal pointed out gently, chuckling a little. “Even if it wasn’t taco pizza. I set it on a timer, and it is not-”
The raven blushed at the comment about liking the big kiss being adorable, not quite squirming as he nudged the slighter man right back before turning the tv on, idly scrolling through the channels and only lingering on the gardening channel for a few moments. “And if I’d had it before, I wouldn’t have the chance to share my first chance with you, would I?” he asked, finally, voice flirtatious just as the oven beeped.
Standing, he motioned for the younger man to stay seated, moving through the kitchen easily to take the pizza out, cut it, and serve each of them an incredibly generous slice. Angeal took another swig of the shockingly strong alcohol he’d been saving, before returning, offering Zack his plate and taking his place back on the couch. He noticed a delightful burn slowly spreading through him as he took another drink of his beer. “Hope it’s up to your standards?”
“Yes.. I know you have probably made pizza before.. No harm in checking though right?” Zack teased before being nudged. The youth chuckled quietly before downing the rest of his beer. eagerly awaiting the plate of pizza being brought to him. “Boy oh boy does this smell yummy..”
Zack had not even noticed Angeal was sneaking drinks of a different sort other then beer. And simply got up to retrieve another before joining Angeal on the couch once more. “Well I am so very glad that I am getting the honor of sharing your first ever taco pizza with you Angeal. Bon apetite.” he purred before digging into his own food. Moaning at the delicious flavor. This was very well done pizza. Perfection. “Oh fuck yes.. It is like... the best taco pizza I have ever had.”