Crisis Core: Alternative/Modified Universe - Yaoi RP

"Awesome! Shame it can't earn me a pay rise or a promotion eh?" Zack joked as he walked toward the stream he had heard earlier.

It took only ten minutes walk to the stream. Zack moved to the waters edge, he looked into the water before he washed his face. It wasn't the stream from the other day, but probably lead into it eventually.

Taking his shoulder plates off, he cleaned the blood from them and then worked on his sword.
Zack was forever aware of Seph, right there... watching him. He felt his face flush, he still couldn't figure out if it was his fanboy hero worship or if the thrill of battle had got to him again. Setting his sword down he splashed the cold water on his face more.
The memory of Sephiroth's lingering gaze from that morning was not helping his heated face, or other thoughts that flashed through the back of his mind.
'Damn body... stop that.' He mentally scolded himself.

"Perhaps you will gain a reward. What would you like?"

Sephiroth leaned against a nearby tree as he stood there, his gaze remaining on Zack as he began to clean his armor and sword. He did not expect an honest answer to be truthful, just whatever Zack thought would impress him, but then again he did not know the boy well. His eyes remained on him as he watched the actions of the boy, splashing the water on his face.

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Weiss watched as Zack and Sephiroth went off in the other direction, he turned to Nero and rose a brow
"they are getting too far ahead of us, lets go before there is nothing else left to kill" Weiss motioned his brother forward in the opposite direction the other two were going

Splashing more water on his face Zack shook the droplets off, blowing up into his bangs he looked over his shoulder at Sephiroth. The man watching him, his expression unreadable, emotionless... like always.
"Reward..."
He thought about it looking over the glistening water, there were alot of things he would have liked the company to fork out in rewards, but he never got them. If Seph put in a word for him he would probably get it, short of a promotion he was sure Angeal would say he wasn't ready, least not yet.

"Right now..." He fell to sit back on his ass, leaning back on his hands, the thrill of battle slowly calming down in his system, leaving that uncomfortable sensation that he got, something must have been wrong with his mako infusions to get this reaction every time.
He looked at Seph over his shoulder. "Truthfully, getting laid would be good, but I know you can't provide that, so maybe an extra liberty day." Zack blinked then looked back to the water, his hand slapping his forehead. He really had to learn to construct his sentences better.

"I'm sure one of those things can be accomplished."

He was attractive certainly and he seemed to be asking for it, or as close as could come to it. Sephiroth moved from the tree and knelt down behind Zack, his lips lingering beside his ear. "If that is what you really want."

Reaching up his gloved hand moved forward and gripped Zack's arm lightly.

Zack was about to say 'really', thinking at first Seph was referring to the day of liberty. Until he felt Seph's voice next to his ear. It sent a shiver down his spine. The gloved hand touching his arm, Zack felt his senses going into overdrive suddenly.

Turning his head he looked to Seph, the man so close. His face blushed he couldn't speak, he didn't think Seph would offer, or the General would take what Zack had said as a joke. Green eyes looking at him, the silver hair almost brushing the side of his face.
Zack swallowed, his mind drifted to Angeal and what he mentor would say about this. Zack didn't need to say a thing to Angeal, Seph would probably end up getting lectured from it.

Zack's reply came in the form of a nod. He couldn't do much else his face heating up more at the mere thought of Seph and him.

Sephiroth only hoped he didn't need to warn Zack not to tell Angeal. He was certain if this was known it would never be dropped, even more so if it was discovered that he submitted to Weiss. Thankfully the other had not gone into detail and so his pride was saved for now.

Leaning closer her pressed his chest against Zack's back and his hair fell over him as his teeth teased at Zack's ear before his tongue darted out and slowly traced along the shell and then brought it between his lips as his gloved hand moved from his arm to rub against his chest, trailing slowly across the fabric of his uniform.

Zack knew his body was sensitive to certain sensations right now.

His breath caught in the back of this throat when Seph's teeth grazed his ear. It came out uncontrolled in a rush when that tongue teased his ear. His body shivered as his back pressed against Seph's chest. The leather clad hand on his chest rubbing, the hair flowing over his shoulder like a blanket.
It was a soft gasp, that came out in a shiver.

His body really ached for more as if this preview was something to wake his senses up even more so.

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Nero looked on to his brother before nodding. Back to business. Hoisting his guns he looked eastbound, "More will be this way, brother. I can feel it. We should go at once," His hand conjured darkness before he sent out dark panthers to scout the area, even a few to assist Zack but they would remain invisible until going to battle. Turning back to Weiss, he gave the man a nod before going ahead in the opposite direction.

"Tell me what your desire is Zack, I can grant it," Sephiroth's voice was quiet and low as he whispered in Zack's ear. Slowly his hand moved down and the fingers pressed against the fabric, pressing his hand harder against his chest before pulling it away slightly, able to feel Zack's movements against his chest. He was certain that it would be very worth possibly being found out by Angeal, even with just the ways Zack responded to each touch.

He leaned forward and pressed his body firmly against Zack's back before his hand reached back and slid down further towards his waist as he rubbed his body against Zack's.

His desire.

Zack couldn't really breathe because his desire from the moment he joined ShinRa was this moment.
He sucked in a breath feeling Seph's hand moving down towards his waist.

"My desire..." Zack's voice came out soft a gasp passing his lips. "Is more of this..." his hand moved behind Seph's neck.
Zack turned his head, his lips seeking the General's grazing across them, his other hand moving over Seph's one guiding it down ward to the band of his pants.

If it wasn't obvious enough to Seph, then Zack didn't know what was.

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Weiss followed behind, Nero thinking back to earlier, his brother seemed to change out in the open, with a confidence he hadn't had before, maybe that black haired SOLDIER had done a good thing by being intimate with his brother.
"what was it like being with the SOLDIER?, none of my business I know, but I'd like to know you enjoyed yourself"
Weiss knew his question was quite inappropriate considering they were heading off into battle and that fact that they were brother's, but if Weiss was brutally honest his feelings for Nero weren't what they should of been but he wasn't never going to let Nero know that side of him

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Nero slowly looked back, silently, at his white haired, well built brother... he was not expecting that, but the question, itself, was not uninvited in the least; in fact, Nero had strangely found himself with a desire to speak of, to talk about, or maybe sort out the events of the prior night - that blissful night... with Zack, their bodies intertwined in luscious sleep... he knew he'd never forget it, but now he had to answer the question; he was caught off guard: he was not expecting that, and yet, he found his cheeks to flush, curious Weiss, always backing him in a corner... he should have known: this was Weiss he was thinking about.

The raven haired Deepground unit's shadow panthers moved outwards, their eyes, being his eyes, as he stared at his brother. "It was... absolutely fantastic.... I doubt it's the SOLDIER title, however; Zackary is just a truly caring person. He and I did not go as far as the full act of sexual intercourse, but what we did do, I enjo—" His voice suddenly stopped. One of his stalkers had lightly looked over on Sephiroth and Zack, on each other, Zack's hand slipping to Seph's waistband. The feline creature of darkness manifestations did not care and passed by (luckily it was invisible and undetectable until battle) and attempted to find Wutai units. Nero returned to the now, and bit his lip very lightly. He was a fool. His mind screamed at him: he was a fool. Zack clearly wanted nothing but a temporary break in his continuous sexual frustration and used Nero's body for pleasement – as he was most likely using Sephiroth's body for.

Returning to the present, Nero suddenly looked at Weiss. Fortune must have been on his side, for a different panther had leapt on a Wutai unit. "Sorry," he mumbled, turning his head to the general direction of a few soldiers. "Enemies detected. But back to what I was saying," He suddenly summoned his wings (which he never brought out unless necessary, which, it was not) and gripped his hand guns. "It was an enjoyable night." His eyes flicked to Weiss and he smirked, "How was your SOLDIER, brother?"

It was obvious of course, what exactly Zack wanted. He felt the hand on his neck and felt the lips against his. He pressed forward and kissed him back, his lips moving against Zack's. His tongue pressed against Zack's lips, pushing further into his mouth as his hand was directed by the other's. His hands slid further down and worked at his belt. The end slipped loose and his fingers worked at Zack's pants, pulling them open before sliding one gloved hand into them.

He was certain Angeal would try his best to kill him if he ever found out but right now it didn't matter. Sephiroth's body pressed firmly against Zack's back as his hips moved against him, grinding against his ass.

Zack groaned as he felt Sephiroth's tongue pass his lips.
Zack's lips sucking on Seph's tongue, he felt the leather clad hand sliding into his pants.
He gasped at the touch, deepening the kiss, Zack's fingers sifting into the strands of Sephiroth's hair.

Feeling the roll of hips against his ass, he rocked his own hips back moaning against Sephiroth's mouth in desperation.
The General had him twirled round his finger just like that.

Zack's hand moved into his hair, an action not many had ever taken. The strands fell across Zack's fingers as Sephiroth pressed further into the kiss, his tongue raking across the inside of Zack's mouth. With each movement Zack pushed against him and Sephiroth rubbed against his ass as the gloved hand grasped his cock. A leather clad finger slid over the tip of it, rubbing over it before sliding back.

He felt the movements of Zack's ass against his body, his tight pants painfully tight as he pressed back and rubbed the bulge against Zack's ass. His fingers of his free hand buried in Zack's hair, directing his head to deepen the kiss, lips pressed firmly together.

Zack gasped against Sephiroth's mouth as the leather hand gripped his length, the motions of the thumb caused an almost desperate pant to pass his lips. The kiss deepening his tongue moving with Sephiroth's.

Seph's hand dug into his hair pulling him closer, Zack's tongue pressing past lips, rocking his ass between the obvious need in Sephiroth's pants to the leather clad hand gripping his now aroused length.
Zack rocked his ass back against Seph's need again, purposefully this time, slowing the motions down to slow languid movements.

Letting go of the hand that gripped his length, he reached behind, knuckles brushing over the bulge in the General's pants. His palm moving over the trapped need in a circular motion.

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" enjoyable enough although he wasn't Yo-" Weiss stopped before he let that slip, and pulled out his weapons as battle drew closer

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Nero gripped his guns and moved. "This way," he dashed forward. His eyes quickly examined the terrain. His path led up to a small cliff, with Wutai units underneath (many of them, to be exact). Perfect. He jumped off the cliff and twirled, opening fire on them with all four guns.

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Weiss nodded relieved Nero hadn't noticed the slip, while Nero went down the cliff face he crossed his arms over himself pulling out Ame and Tsuchi and he slid down the cliff keeping his balance , dirt and rubble moving under his feet. once at the bottom he took a few of the Wutai down with a few well placed bullets from the gun section of his weapons.

heaven and earth working in perfect harmony as he took down a few more, slashes that decapitated legs from the knees, a grin spread over his face, he loved this; the battle...blood and gore.
he couldn't help but show off a little, their skills were no match, none were his equal and they fell easily like dominoes.
"just like old times eh Brother?"

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Nero had no interest in responded but he smiled and said, "Yes, it is."

He focused on killing, killing as many as he could. He was angry and he wanted blood to pour.

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Weiss kept his mouth shut for the rest of the battle, he took out more Wutai, his blood-lust matching his brothers a slash here, a few well placed shots there
all the while keeping part of his attention on his brother almost wanting to compete with him to kill as many as he possibly could.

Slowly but surely number's began to dwindle, enough so that Weiss stepped back, weapons still drawn but he let Nero handle the rest, Weiss was content to be back up if his younger brother needed it. he kept an eye on the precision of his Brother's movements pleased that he could see improvements from previous battles.
it was time for Nero to be allowed on more outside missions in future, and he'd be there to oversee his progress.

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Weiss stopping his part of the battle barely even was noticed by his brother.

Dark circles appeared around his guns and when he fired, his pistols became machine guns with amazing percision. The wutai units fell to the floor like rocks and before he knew it, there were none left. Releasing a significant amount of his rage, he turned back to his brother. "I believe we eliminated a core group. My black panthers have spotted one more group but they've taken care of it. Mission success."

He moved closer to his brother, and out of some weird reason, he pushed his lips on Weiss' for only a second before pulling away, smiling, and turning away. "We should head back to the camp."

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Weiss was stunned and froze as the soft lips of his brothers touched his, he barely had time to savor the light touch before Nero turned and began to walk away.
well Weiss wasn't going to let this once chance slide, he reached out grabbing Nero's Arm pulling him closer, one hand grasped his chin lifting it up while the hand that had gripped Nero's arm moved to one hip aligning their bodies together.
"Not yet we won't" Weiss breathed against Nero's lips before taking his mouth under his own.

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Nero smiled into the kiss as he pushed their lips together. He put his arms around the man's neck. In a moment, his wings phased to darkness and soon his suit followed, leaving him absolutely nude in mere seconds. His member twitched and he pulled away from Weiss, arms still around the man's neck, rather gently and playfully, he tilted his head to the side.

"I suppose we can have fun, can't we, brother?"