Crisis Core: Alternative/Modified Universe - Yaoi RP

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Weiss pulled back noticing with a grin the melting of Nero's clothes into shadow, this was surprising Weiss had no idea Nero felt like this for him, not that he was complaining, but he did want to take things a little bit slower, he ran his hands down Nero's body liking the smooth skin under his hands.
he looked down into the tilted face, the playful look on his face causing Weiss to chuckle

"I'm sure we can, and what better place for this fun than on the battlefield surrounded by the slaughtered enemy?"
Weiss finely gave into temptation as hands Lowered to Nero's rear and backing him slowly towards the cliff side, briefly taking off his jacket he lay it against the cliff face as he didn't want his brother to be hurt.
"now where were we?" Weiss smirking, hands squeezing around Nero's ass.

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His body twitched excitement as he felt his ass being, not only cupped, but squeezed, by his brother. Lips against lips, he smiled as the jacket's softness shielded him from pain; Weiss really did think about him, all the time. The silver haired male's lips on his, he had always wanted this. He didn't respond with words, only moving his arms around the other's neck and holding him close.

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Weiss gave groan as his brother kissed him back, pushing his lithe body against his own bigger one, he broke their kiss lips moving to Nero's Neck, lips and tongue licking at his skin,
hands massaged over Nero's ass hands gripping suddenly and pulling him even closer a growl rumbled in his chest, he moved his hips pushing against his brother, but careful not to crush tender flesh, he could even feel the heat of Nero's need against his trapped one.
pulling back a little lips moved down Nero's body tongue licking a sensual trail down till he was pretty much on his knees in front of Nero, one finger lightly touched Nero's need and he looked up into the crimson eyes.
"May I Brother?"

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Nero breathed in rushedly and nodded slowly. "Yes, you may..." he reached down, blushing as he was, and pulled back the skin before aiming it at his brother's mouth... He looked down, his cheeks going past merely flushed.

Was this happening? Finally happening?

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(( new territory for me if it's wrong please pm me Nero, )

Weiss looked into Nero's eyes and then at the task at hand, he took over Nero's place, fingers gently holding back the sensitive skin, lips slowly closing around the head of nero's arousal, tongue dipping into the slit, mouth moving down further, wrapping around tightly, tongue curling around the circumference, he slowly moved his mouth back up to the head repeating the motions, in a bobbing type manner , his free hand moved behind Nero from the small of his back and down, fingers slipping in between Nero's rear, searching,fingers finding his entrance he slowly slipped one finger in, testing his brothers tightness, while lips still worked around the heated length, this other hand gently toyed with the foreskin to drive Nero more crazy with need.
(passes out hard post XD get it hard? bawahaha)

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Nero suddenly gasped.

He tilted his head back against the rock cliff wall and whimpered, "Weiss... ah, Weiss...." He whispered the name, no, he pleaded the name. He absolutely needed Weiss. When his brother's fingers slipped inside of him, he wiggled his legs and moaned. "Weiss..." His eyes looked down to his brother and he couldn't help but blush.

((You're doing great :3))

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(sankyu lovie)

Weiss gave a purr around the erection in his mouth sending vibrations Nero's length, a second finger joined the first inside Nero, pushing in deeper and curling upward.
Weiss's eyes rolled up along the line of Nero's body, eyes lockingwith his Brothers crimson and blue meeting and holding firm, Weiss used lips tongue and even a little bit off teeth taking care and pride in pleasuring his brother to the best of his ability.

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Nero shivered, leaning back on the rocks even more.

"Brother," He whimpered as the other one worked his mouth on his sensitive member. His eyes looked down serenely and he shivered from the pleasure on his body, "Weiss..."

Eyes began to glaze closed and he let himself be lost in that feeling of his brother on him.

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Weiss entered a third finger into Nero this time scissoring them apart, preparing Nero more as he had no lubricant with him, Weiss didn't want to hurt Nero if his dark haired brother would allow him to have full intercourse.

he would soon need to come up for air but Weiss focused more on the task at hand, his own eyes closing as he savored the taste and texture, lips still moving in that bobbing motion, each motion caused his head to move down further almost feeling Nero's need at the back of his throat,, the hand holding Nero's sensitive skin back moved to grip onto one hip. and he swallowed causing his throat to close down on the pillar of flesh in his mouth.

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Nero bit his lip and looked up at the sky. His hand moved down and cupped Weiss' cheek as he whimpered out, "D-don't finish me yet..." He pulled away, slowly. "I don't want to climax yet, Weiss... allow me to work you as well," he whispered and got on his knees, grabbing Weiss' cheek and planting a quick kiss. "I want to t-taste you as well."

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Weiss touched Nero's mouth briefly and cupped his face as well
"Anything for my Darkness.." Weiss whispered leaning in and giving Nero a slow lingering kiss, his hand moving from his brothers face, going into the soft hair at the top of his head, fingers immersing themselves in strands of shadowed darkness.
his other hand reached for his belt slowly pulling it off, the zipper coming down next, the hand in Nero's hair put pressure on his brothers head encouraging the sable to lower his head between Weiss's legs.
"Please" Weiss groaned in anticipation, head tilting back, his silver hair falling back off his forehead.
"now..."

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"Anything you desire," He almost purred out as he went down to his knees before his brother, looking up for one more glance of encouragement before grabbing the member, moving his hand along it, back and forth a few times, before he finally moved in and sunk his brother's head into his warm, hot mouth and began bobbing his head. He sucked on the member passionately from the start.

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Weiss gave a small grunt in pleasure as his brother began to enthusiastically use his mouth on him , one of Weiss's hands thrust into Nero's Black hair in a gripping petting motion
"...Yes! Like that.... ahh Nero." Weiss hissed, hips twitching upwards.

He pressed against Zack's hand in response, his cock aching for more of the touch. Sephiroth's tongue moved against Zack's, his stroking continuing as he ground against him and then moved back, breaking the kiss. His hand was removed and he stepped back before moving around to kneel before him. His eyes locked on Zack as the gloved hands moved to undo the jacket.

It opened and was dropped to the ground before the gloves were removed. Moving forward he straddled Zack's body and kissed him again briefly and drew back. "Touch me," it was an order, whispered quietly.

Zack looked at Seph, blushing at the order, he was used to following orders and he didn't really disobey orders.

Zack's hand moved over Seph's bare chest, touching the general's skin, his other hand fought against Seph's belt for a brief moment before pulling it off, his mouth moving to take Seph's lips. Opening the pants up, Zack let his hand slide inside.

Zack freed the arousal from it's trapped confines, he began to stroke the length, his other hand roaming Sephiroth's chest in a slow languid fashion, taking in each contour of the general's body. His mouth moving down Seph's neck, licking the kin, before trailing soft kisses along his collar bone.

Bare hands were placed against the ground as Sephiroth kissed him back, his tongue sliding between Zack's lips as the hands worked his belt loose. There was a slight moan into his mouth as his cock was freed from the confines of his pants, Zack's hands stroking him, the pleasure swelling with each passing moment.

His body pressed close to Zack's as one hand grasped the back of his head, fingers running through the soft spikes. His tongue raked over Zack's, molesting his mouth with each passing moment. Hips bucked forward as he felt the touches continue, stroking him.

Zack moaned against Sephiroth's mouth, the general's tongue teased him and he could feel Seph's hand on the back of his head, fingers sifting through his hair.

In the past this was what he had envisioned happening as a recruit. The stuff they dreamed of. But to actually be with Seph, touching him. It was so much better than he had envisioned.

His hand flicked along the length, stroking the underside of the arousal with his thumb from base to tip and back down again. Zack's tongue moving with Seph's urgently. The general had definitely woken up his own arousal. His hand on Seph's chest, it moved to brush against a nipple, testing Seph's sensitivity meter.

Zack had never though he would ever be able to touch Seph like this without being impaled on the end of the masumune.

Perhaps it had been the desire the reward good work or perhaps it had been the need to reassert his control after what Weiss had done, no matter the reason he would take Zack. He would give him the pleasure he so craved. The fingers continued to stroke him as he pressed against Zack's hand, hips forced to remain still even as Zack stroked him.

And then the fingers moved up to his nipples, stroking the sensitive flesh as he continued to kiss Zack, tasting him completely, his fingers buried in the strands. He followed orders quite well, he would have to be commended for that, but later. Perhaps he would give Zack a reward in the process of things.

Breaking the kiss Sephiroth leaned back and worked Zack's shirt off from his body, fingertips dragging along the bare skin.

Zack let Sephiroth remove his shirt, he moaned feeling the bare hands of Seph graze his skin.

The shirt ditched somewhere behind him, Zack didn't care as he pressed up against Seph seeking those lips again. His teeth grazing along the bottom lip before his tongue insistently sought to prob between Seph's lips.

Zack's hand finding Sephiroth's length amongst the haze of his lust driven mind. Letting his fingers tease the hardened flesh, his grip only tightening by a fraction, just enough to provide a decent but not painful friction as he stroked.

Warm flesh was pushed together as he kissed Zack in response, feeling the tongue push against his lips unbidden. His teeth were there at his lip and the tongue was inside as soon as his lips parted enough for Zack to gain entrance. He pressed firmly against Zack's body, hips moving against the other's and Sephiroth ran his tongue against Zack's, twisting against it.

Once again the hand were on him, touching him, stroking him, they tightened and it took everything not to thrust into that hand that rubbed him. One hand moved between their bodies and he rubbed his thumb across his nipples, pleasuring the soft skin.

Zack could only moan against Seph's mouth, he was being driven mental at how close their bodies were, at the feeling of Seph's hips against his.
his hand continuing the assault on the general's length. Each stroke moving firmly with a steady if not more than determined hand.

His tongue moved with Sephiroth's twirling round it in a snake like circle.
Zack's hips rocked against Seph's he couldn't control his desire, much let alone have a normal moment for his brain function.
Seph's hand torments his chest and Zack moaned louder, gasping against the mouth, his own hand moving to reciprocate Seph's touches.

"Please..." Zack breathed against Seph's mouth. He really needed more of the general, hips rocking against Seph's urgently.

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Nero was a little nervous, and it was coming off as hesitent but he wanted to prove to his brother just how strong his desires were. Slowly, he took in one more inch and then another, working himself to take the whole member in his mouth before he nuzzled the base of Weiss' member. He looked up with a blush on his cheeks.

The pleasure continued with each stroke, his cock throbbing from the attention. Zack moved against him and his patience began to wear thin. He needed to contain himself, he needed to wait until Zack was ready. The want built with each passing moment as he kissed Zack back, his tongue thrusting against Zack's. Zack was touching him and that one whispered word snapped what restraint he had.

Moving back the boots were kicked off and his hands were at Zack's waist, pulling his pants down, wanting to see his body. He would be patient no longer, not when Zack was obviously wanting this as badly as he was.

Zack pulled back for the moment only to get his own boots off, and to get his pants off tossing them behind himself. No sooner were the restrictions gone, he was over Seph again, with urgency, pressing his naked body against the general's.

His body pressing up against Seph's again, his mouth recapturing lips kissing with a feverish passion. His hand moving to the back of Seph's head, hand sifting through the long silver strands, that drifted through his fingers like silk.

Zack's hand moved to Sephiroth's arousal, letting his own length brush up against the side of Seph's. Mouth moving against lips as he ground against the general in obvious unspoken need.

Sephiroth reached down and divested himself of his own pants, barely having enough time to get rid of them before Zack was on him, nude bodies rubbing together, skin against skin leaving a hot trail. The movements continued as he felt the hot lips against his own and the brush against his cock. His body burned with need and pinned Zack to the ground.

Straddling his hips his fingers were slowly brought up to his lips and one slid between them, followed by a second. his tongue curling around the fingers, sucking lightly at them, wetting them until finally he removed them, the digits wet from saliva. He placed one hand down on Zack's thigh and edged his legs apart. "Is this how you've dreamt of it, Zackary?"