Memories of Wutai

It had been a successful mission in the mountains of Wutai. Truly, it
was a rare occasion that any mission SOLDIER had to deal with went so
smoothly and that was reason enough for the men to celebrate. They had
headed out to the local tavern shortly after checking into their rooms
at the inn. Sephiroth however, wanted no part of the drunken revelry and
retired to his room for some quiet time. After being cooped up in a Shin
Ra transport with the rest of the men, who were always pumped up before
a mission; this was something he welcomed. He was now relaxing in his
room which was the best suite the inn had to offer. It was decked out
in Wutai finery, colorful rugs, beautifully carved furniture and
lavish tapestries adorning the walls. The people were obviously thankful
and had given the men their best rooms.

Sephiroth sat at a small, ornate table reading by the light of an oil
lamp. Sometimes he found reading by normal electrical room lighting was
to harsh on his eyes. Since his vision, among other things, had been
enhanced by the mako. He was dressed in his favorite lounge outfit of
fine, lustrous, black silk, a knee length robe tied closed and
comfortably fitting pants with a drawstring around the waist.

It was now late and the party at the tavern, for the most part was still
going strong. Every once in a while he could hear shouts and laughter
echoing through the quiet night air.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Sephiroth glanced slightly up
from his book wondering if it was a good idea to answer the door, hoping
for the most part who ever it was would go away. Besides, it was
probably one of the men stumbling back to the inn and needing assistance
in finding their room. He decided to ignore it and returned to his
book. Once again, the offending party knocked, this time only louder.
Sephiroth realized that he would get no more peace until he shooed who
ever it was back in the direction of their room. He begrudgingly sat
down his book and walked to the door. The annoying intruder knocked
loudly once again just as he began to open the door.

There, Zack stood with his hand raised to the door mid knock. He had a
rosy glow to his cheeks and smiled drunkenly when he saw Sephiroth.

"Yes?" Said Sephiroth, barely able to contain his irritation. "What is
it Zack?"

"I need to talk to you, can I come in?"
Sephiroth hesitated for a moment, obviously annoyed, then sighed and
said.

"Yes, come in." He wasn't sure wether or not he wanted to let him in
due to his current state of intoxication but he figured it was better
than standing in the doorway arguing with a drunk for all the world to
see.

Zack entered and gave a small respectful bow.
"Thank you sir."

Sephiroth stood before him, arms folded over his chest in an impatient
manner. Zack had been stricken silent for a moment as he studied the way
the black silk hung off his muscular arms and broad shoulders, slightly
defining them. The sheen of the silk highlighting the curves of his
muscles underneath and how the dark fabric of his robe contrasted his
flawless, pale flesh. The opening framed his broad, muscular......

"Zack. What do you want?" Sephiroth said impatiently.

"Oh. Well sir, I was coming back from the tavern and I saw your light on
so I wanted to come over, you know , just to say 'hi', see how you were
doing."

"I'm fine." he said, beginning to show Zack the door. Zack knew he had
to think of something, fast.

"W-wait, what I meant was. Well, you never come out with us or anything.
I mean we'd like to have you come out with us. We like you, your one of
us after all, even if you are our commander."

"I'm not one for large, drunken crowds." Sephiroth answered.

Zacks eyes were pulled away for a moment as he caught sight of the
opulent suite. His current condition was causing him to have a short
attention span.

"Wow, this is nice ! I thought my room was nice but this, wow! And you
even have a bed. All I have is one of those floor mats but I guess
sleeping on the floor is suppose to be good for your back."

Zack walked over and surveyed the futon for a moment, It was low to the
ground with a carved cherry wood headboard and a scarlet silk bedspread.
He sat down on the edge and started to bounce up and down on it rather
boyishly, testing the firmness.

"It's nice and firm too. And big!"
Zack stared at the futon as thoughts began to enter his head with what
one could do with so much room.

"Yes it is nice, is there a point to all this?"

Sephiroth stepped closer to Zack getting ready to pull him up from off
the futon and throw him out the door.

"Well, I was wondering, don't you get lonely being by yourself all the
time?" Zack said, getting back to the reason he had come in the first
place.

"I've grown accustom to it." Sephiroth answered. Zack reached out and
took his hand, beginning to pull him toward the bed.

"You shouldn't be accustom to something like that." He looked upward at
Sephiroth with bedroom eyes. "I could help keep you from being lonely."
He said in a seductive tone. He began to lay down, doing his best to
pull Sephiroth on top of him. He pulled his hand away and stood above
Zack with an extremely irritated look on his face, resisting the urge to
grab his masamune and chase him out the door. The lusty brunette lay
there, stretched across the futon giving Sephiroth a drunken, come
hither look, raised up on one elbow and patting the bed next to him in a
flirty manner.

"Come, join me."

"Zack." Sephiroth stared at him through narrowed eyes, debating wether
he really wanted to throw him out the window or not. Zack rolled over on
his back, eyes fixed on Sephiroth in a suggestive manner. He arched his
back as he pulled up his shirt as far as he could without actually
taking it off and bent and opened his legs.

"Sephiroth, I want to feel you close to me" Sephiroths mouth had fallen
a bit when Zack started to go into his drunken, love boy routine. He
also couldn't help noticing how the loose fabric of Zacks pants hung off
his raised thighs showing the definition of his muscles underneath. He
brought his hand up and slowly, sensually ran it over his defined chest
and down his chiseled stomach as if he was enjoying the feel of his own
skin. He continued down to his crotch and ran his fingers over his
erect manhood which was outlined in the fabric as he passed his fingers
over it.

"You don't know what you do to me. I want feel your hands on me, your
touch."
Zack closed his eyes and caressed his shaft once more, the look on his
face made it seem like the was imagining that it was Sephiroth.
"I want you to touch me Sephiroth."

"Your drunk, get out!"

Sephiroth turned and started for the door. Zacks eyes shot open, his
little fantasy shattered. He popped up off the bed and went after him,
stumbling slightly. Getting up so fast had given him a head rush and
the alcohol didn't help matters any.

"Hold on!" Zack reached for Sephiroths arm but he twisted out of the
way before Zack could grab onto it.

"I'm not here just because I'm drunk, I just couldn't get my nerve up
until tonight."

Zack's nerve found him as he was sitting and drinking with the rest of
the detachment. He started to think about Sephiroth. Sitting all alone
in his room with no one to talk to, no one to hold him. Just alone. Eyes
cast down to the floor, every once in a while letting out a heavy sigh
as a single tear ran down his ivory cheek. He sat for a moment dwelling
on that vision, when he, in his mind, announced to himself.

"I'm going to go upstairs and fuck Sephiroth!"

And that was it. Zack stood up, forgetting that Cloud, who wasn't much
of a drinker. Was leaning against his shoulder. When he got up Cloud
fell sideways onto the bench with a thud.

He had gotten up with such purpose that the rest of the men and the
locals who had joined them, stopped and watched as Zack marched out the
door. Then, they shrugged and resumed the party.

However, it wasn't the first time he had lustful thoughts about
Sephiroth. When he first saw him he sort of dismissed him as a pretty
boy. With his long, flowing, silken silver hair and perfect features.
Sephiroth was legendary as a member of SOLDER and Zack couldn't help but
be a little jealous of the respect and attention his commander received
everywhere he went. But he soon found out that there was more to
Sephiroth than his good looks. Besides being a strong and powerful
fighter he was extremely intelligent and had gotten them out of some
rough situations. Zack had caught himself staring at Sephiroth more
than a few times but dismissed it to the fact that he was so striking
and that he had grown to admire his commander.

The moment that changed everything was during a fighting demonstration
being held at an arena where local sporting events were held. He was
sitting in the bleachers with the rest of the men, flirting with some
local women who had come to admire all the good looking SOLDIER boys.
Then, Sephiroth came down. It was a hot day and he was shirtless,
wearing very tight leather pants which fit him like a second skin and
his usual boots. Zack watched, as everyone else did, as he passed them
in the bleachers on the way to the arena down below. The leather clung
to every muscle, every curve, every bulge on his body. Zack had begun
to feel a little tingle in his nether regions as he watched Sephiroth
from behind. His long, silver hair flowing as he walked, lifting just
high enough for him to get a good look at his firm, muscular buttocks.

After that, it was all over. Against his will he began to fantasize
about Sephiroth. First, it was just daydreams about caressing his skin,
his hair. Then, kissing and holding him close while his hands explored
that chiseled body. Until they graduated into full love making, vivid
fantasies in which he was fucking Sephiroth hard, his legs thrown over
Zack's shoulders, moving to meet his thrusts while he clawed at the
sheets and crying out Zack's name over and over again.

But he could never approach his superior in that manner, it was unheard
of. But so many times he would be standing next to Sephiroth trying to
catch a whiff of his sent or letting his fingers brush against his hair.
It was maddening.

"Your nerve? More like a drunken stupor. Go to your room and sleep it
off." Sephiroth ordered, pointing toward the door. Zack was rendered
speechless, he could think of nothing else to say to defend himself in
his current condition. In an instant, he grabbed Sephiroth around his
waist while he buried his hand in that silky hair and kissed him
passionately. Sephiroth started to push Zack away but began to succumb
to his kiss. Zack's tongue softly licked at his lips trying to push his
way in. Sephiroth began to run his hands up Zack's shoulders, parting
his lips slightly, when he pushed Zack away and backed up.

"No. We can't do this. Your one of my men it wouldn't be right."

"I won't tell anyone. I'm not going to go brag if that's what your
worried about."
Sephiroth sat down in the chair he was reading in before, fighting back
the urges Zack had awakened in him.

"I can't. I'm sorry. I can't start using my men as my personal harem."
Zack walked over to where Sephiroth sat and leaned over him, his chest
right in Sephiroths face, the light of the oil lamp gave a warm glow to
his skin, still bronze from his leave in Costa del Sol. Highlighting the
definition of his chiseled body.

"This will only be between us, no one needs to know." He softly ran the
back of his hand over Sephiroths cheek. "I've wanted you for some time
now but I was afraid to approach you. I-I just couldn't stand it any
longer. I want you so bad and I would be happy with just tonight. I
tried to ignore my feeling but they were too strong."

Zack slid his hand down and began to fondle Sephiroths crotch, noticing
that he was becoming aroused. He could feel him becoming harder through
the silk. The smooth, soft fabric over the hardening member felt so good
in his hand he longed to feel the flesh underneath. He leaned over him
the two's lips just inches away from each others. Sephiroth had begun to
breathe heavily as Zack stroked him. They kissed passionately, tongues
intertwined, exploring each others mouths. Zack unfastened the tie of
the robe with his free hand and pulled it down over Sephiroth's
shoulders and ran his hand over them, savoring the feel of his smooth,
creamy flesh.

Zack pulled away from their kiss and began kissing Sephiroths neck
moving his hand to the tie of his pants which was fastened with a bow.
He untied it as he moved his kisses down to his chest. Then, pulled the
waist open, reaching down inside and pulling out his ample manhood. He
began to stroke him, enjoying the feel of the soft skin over the hard
muscle underneath, Sephiroth moaned softly. Zack began teasing his
nipple with his tongue circling it slowly then flicking it over the
hardened tip. Taking his time with one before moving to the other. He
than slowly moved down his stomach, kissing and licking, his tongue
exploring the definitions of his muscles until he reached his waist.

He grabbed Sephiroth's garment with both hands and slid it down his
legs tossing it aside. Then, pushed open his knees, taking a long look
at all he had to offer. He ran his hands up the insides of his thighs.
Caressing them softly before he started to plant little kisses up the
insides. Slowly making his way up one leg before moving to the other.
Sephiroth could feel his tongue licking at his flesh in between the
kisses and groaned at the feeling, opening his legs wider.

Zack moved upward and began to kiss the base of his shaft. Taking a hold
of Sephiroth's manhood he slowly ran his tongue up the length. causing
Sephiroth to make a soft, pleasured sound. Zack ran his tongue over the
head, licking up the few salty droplets of precum that gathered there.
Tonguing the opening for a moment before he took him into his mouth,
sucking it in slowly, taking as much as he could while being careful not
to gag himself. He started slowly then built up a rhythm, becoming lost
in the feel of the hardened member in his mouth. Sephiroth ran his hands
into his thick, dark, spiky hair and rolled his head back moaning softly
as Zack continued to eagerly fellate him. He wrapped his hands around
Sephiroths waist and pulled him closer taking almost the whole length
into his mouth, his own member ached with desire but he wanted to focus
his whole attention on pleasuring Sephiroth, who had begun to writhe in
his chair and hooked one of his long legs over Zacks shoulder.

"Zack,"
Sephiroth gasped, pulling Zack off of him. he sat for a moment panting
looking down at his eager lover who was still kneeling between his legs,
looking up at him waiting to fulfill his next desire.

"Go get on the bed, I want to touch you now."
Sephiroth said in a wicked, lust filled tone. Running his hand down the
side of Zacks face.

Zack didn't need to be asked twice. He popped up and quickly made his
way over to the bed. Sephiroth picked up the oil lamp and followed
him, setting it on the nightstand and turning it down, illuminating the
futon with a warm glow. Zack pulled his shirt the rest of the way off
and started to unbutton his pants when Sephiroth roughly pushed him down
on the bed, pulled his shoes off and practically ripped his pants off
down his legs leaving him stretched out nude on the bed and smiling. It
was a turn on to have Sephiroth being so rough with him. Zack was
trembling with arousal as Sephiroth crawled on top of him like a hungry
predator and kissed him forcefully. He then reached down and took a
hold of Zacks hardened shaft and began to stroke it, Zack let out a long
groan and threw his head back.

Sephiroth continued to stroke him, moving up to the head and smearing
the precum on his hand for lubrication before he continued. The light
slickness made Zack squirm and suck in a shuttering breath.

"You are so good at that." Zack purred, looking into his lovers glowing,
aquamarine eyes. Sephiroth smiled. "You respond so well to it."

Sephiroth began to kiss and bite softly at his neck, kissing and biting
all the way down his hard chest until he reached his nipple which he
sucked then rolled between his teeth. Zack moaned softly.

"If I knew you were so sexy I might of seduced you first." Sephiroth
half joked, in between tonguing Zacks nipple.

He continued down the plane of Zacks hard, sculpted body until he
reached his soft, black pubic hair which he nuzzled with his nose
enjoying the musky fragrance of his lover.

"Come here." Zack whispered, pulling at Sephiroths arm.

"You don't want me to continue?" Sephiroth asked, curious to see what
Zack had in mind.

"I want something else right now."

Zack pushed Sephiroth up against the headboard and kissed him long and
hard, positioning himself between his legs. Taking one leg under his
arm and lifting it, Zack began to position himself at his lovers
opening. Smiling with anticipation, he kissed him one last time on the
cheek and said hotly in his ear.

"You're so fuckin' beautiful. I'm going to fuck you for a good long
time. I've dreamed about watching you cum."

"Zack. Hold on a moment. First, being with a man is not quite the same
as being with a woman. You have to get your lover 'ready' first. Second,
I'm going to be on top."

"Oh."

Zack got a bit of a surprised if not almost shocked look on his face.
This wasn't the way he had pictured it at all. On the other hand, he was
too turned on to call it quits right now. He let the idea sink in a
little. Even though right now the thought was somewhat unappealing.

"Your not going to run away and go jerk off in your room now are you?"

"Uh, no. But I've never done this before."

Sephiroth smiled. "Well that's obvious. Don't worry leave everything to
me."

Sephiroth got up from the bed and walked over to a small toiletries bag
pulling out a small tube of clear liquid. Zack breathed a sigh of
relief when he saw what Sephiroth was carrying, worried that he was
going to pull out some sexual device to use on him. He smiled.

"So I guess you get lucky more often than I thought you did, not that
I've ever seen you with anybody."

"This? I guess you could say this was a gift from an admirer. One who
pressed it into my hand last time I set foot in a bar and told me to
meet him in the back room in ten minutes. Despite the fact that he was
extremely good looking I'm not really one for back room trysts."

Sephiroth crawled back on the bed and leaned back up against the
headboard pulling Zack between his legs. He grabbed him by the knees
and pulled his legs open throwing them over his own. He then poured a
little bit of the liquid onto the head of Zack's manhood, letting it run
down before he started to stroke him again, squeezing him firmly as he
did. He stopped momentarily to pour a little lube on his fingers which
he smeared on Zack's anus. Zack tensed up a little, it made him somewhat
uncomfortable to have Sephiroth fondling him in the unholiest of places.

"Relax, I'm not going to do anything to hurt you." Sephiroth whispered.

Zack tried his best to relax, which was easier than he thought it would
be with the way Sephiroth was stroking him. Sephiroth rubbed his
opening a little while longer then gently eased his finger in. Zack did
his best not to squirm but the feeling was strange, at first a little
uncomfortable since he was so tight but he willed himself to relax ,
Sephiroth took the cue to sink deeper into him.

"How does that feel?"

"Strange."

Sephiroth continued to stroke and penetrate him at the same time,
starting to fall into a rhythm. He sank his finger a little deeper in
and began to rub Zacks special spot causing him to squirm and moan
loudly leaning his head back on Sephiroths shoulder as it sent wave of
pleasure down his body.

"There's something I still want to do." Sephiroth whispered. "Lie down."

Sephiroth slid out from behind Zack and let him lie back and get
comfortable. He had an almost innocent look as he stared up at his
magnificent lover. In a way he was since he had never been with a man
before, he was young and handsome almost boyish looking, but beautiful.
Lying there nude, legs open wide welcoming his lover in; bronze skin
complemented by the scarlet silk.

Sephiroth leaned down and kissed Zack softly, taking the time to savor
the soft feel of his sweet lips. Zack softly stroked his silver hair
burying his fingers in it as he ran his hands down his lovers back.
Sephiroth broke away from their kiss and focused his attention once more
on readying Zack for his affections. He laid down close beside him in
the opposite direction and grasped his shaft in one hand beginning to
softly run his tongue up the side. He suckled the tip gently before he
took the entire length in his mouth, tasting the sweetness of the lube
and the saltiness of the precum and began working his magic on it. With
his other hand he grasped Zacks balls and squeezed them firmly before he
slid his hand down and penetrated Zack once more only this time using
two fingers. Zack moved his hips slightly at the pain of being
stretched out more but forced himself to relax once again.

He moaned softly at the attention, once his muscles relaxed it was
pleasurable again. He looked up at Sephiroth and found the view
incredible. His eyes ran down the plane of Sephiroth's body. Up his
legs, the curves of his thighs leading up to the raised mounds of his
muscular buttocks to his back which was partially obscured by his
glistening hair; spilling out over his body and partway onto the bed.
Shimmering in the low light like a clear stream in bright moonlight.
Looking at him that way only enhanced the pleasure he was being given.
Zack closed his eyes and laid back down, his head rolled to one side as
he moaned louder his breathing becoming deeper as Sephiroth penetrated
and sucked him harder. His hand slid between Sephiroth's thighs, first
massaging the insides then making his way further up to try and find his
manhood which was pressed against the bed underneath his body.

Zack never knew anything like this, the feeling of being penetrated and
being inside Sephiroth's mouth was overwhelming. He wanted to give his
lover the same pleasure he was feeling. He tugged at Sephiroths thigh,
who at first hesitated, concentrating on what he was doing, then,
figured out what it was Zack wanted. He raised slightly up off the bed
without breaking his rhythm and let Zack guide his leg over his shoulder
so that Sephiroth was strattling him. Zack ran his hands up the insides
of his thighs before tracing the length of his shaft with his fingers.
He arched his head slightly back and guided Sephiroth's shaft into his
mouth, sucking in as much of the length as he could in that rather
awkward position. He eagerly began to work his way up and down the
large member in his mouth, wrapping his hands around Sephiroth's waist
for some leverage. On the other end, Sephiroth was still just as eager.
He could feel the hum of Sephiroth's moan on his shaft.

Sephiroth gently eased a third finger in creating a funnel, he then
poured more lube into his hand lifting it slightly so that it ran into
Zack's opening and continued penetrating him. Zack was so into fellating
Sephiroth that he barely noticed the third finger. The two men
continued pleasuring each other. Sephiroth eased his three fingers in
until he was almost to his knuckle. Zack was beginning to be grateful
for Sephiroth sinking so deeply into him, since he knew that soon the
large shaft in his mouth would have to fit inside him. He felt his
lovers middle finger start to press against that special spot once again
as his hand was being thrust in and out of him with more zealousness.
He was barely able to concentrate on what he was doing.

Zack had begun to writhe underneath him as he began to feel the heat of
their passion starting to well up in his body. He felt like his skin was
on fire, he was breathing and moaning so heavily that he had to take
Sephiroth out of his mouth and stroke him with his hand.

"Sephiroth, wait. I can't...uh."

Sephiroth knew he was on the edge now and began to suck harder and more
vigorously combined with penetrating him faster. Zack's breathing became
labored, he was almost gasping for air. He arched his back and tensed up
momentarily as his release began to wash over his body. He cried out
loudly, almost thrashing about and digging his fingers into his lovers
flesh as the hot, potent bursts of cum hit Sephiroth in the back of the
throat. Zack fell back on the bed, spent as the last small quakes of his
orgasm washed over his body. Everything felt so far away. He quivered
and sighed as Sephiroth finished swallowing and licked the last droplets
of cum off his shaft and withdraw his fingers.

Zack lay with his eyes closed panting and spent. When he opened them
again he was staring into Sephiroths smiling face.

"Well, you seemed to enjoy that." Zack could only nod his reply.

Sephiroth laid down on top of Zack and took his chin in his hand, he
gently nibbled his jawline before meeting his lips in a long, sensual
kiss.

"Now that your nice and relaxed, are you ready for more." Sephiroth
asked.

Without any hesitation Zack answered "Yes."

"Good," Sephiroth whispered, softly tracing Zacks lips with his finger.
"Because I'm going to fuck you for a good long time and I'm going to
enjoy watching you cum."

The lustful way Sephiroth was looking at Zack along with those words
made him ache for Sephiroth to be inside him.

"Then fuck me." Zack whispered.

Sephiroth sat up between Zacks legs, grabbing him just under the knees
so that it rolled his hips slightly up giving him better access, he then
carefully eased himself into Zacks opening. Pushing gently until he was
half way in. Zack squeezed his eyes shut. It hurt a lot less than he
had anticipated it would have, but then again Sephiroth had done a good
job of getting him ready. Slowly, Sephiroth began to move in and out of
him. Each time easing more of his length until it was most of the way
in. Zack had griped onto his forearms and had a tight hold while
Sephiroth was pushing his length into him. Once his body accepted the
large shaft penetrating him, his grip relaxed. Zack let out a soft
moan, the slight discomfort turning into pleasure. Sephiroth leaned
close to him.

"How does that feel?"

"Wonderful."

Zack wrapped his hands around Sephiroth and held him close and even
though he was inside him, he felt like he couldn't hold him close
enough. Sephiroth began to pick up the pace, Zack shuttered and moaned.
He never thought that being intimate with a man could feel so good. The
feeling was incredible, the rock hard shaft moving in and out of him.
It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. Zack leaned his head
back and let out a long moan. He could feel that he was hard again he
could feel Sephiroths breath in his ear his soft moans only intensified
Zacks pleasure.

"You feel so good." Sephiroth purred in his ear. "So tight."

Zack pushed against him, taking Sephiroths entire shaft inside, causing
him to let out a long sigh. He had thrown his hands over his head and
had a firm grip on the pillow he was resting his head against. Such a
tight grip that he risked tearing it in half at any moment. He arched
his back and cried out, coming close to ripping the pillow in half once
again. He began to thrust his hips meeting Sephiroths thrusts. Heaven,
pure heaven.

"Harder, please Sephiroth, harder."

Sephiroth gladly obliged his request and thrust into him harder. Zack
cried out loudly.
But even through such pleasure Zack wondered how it would feel in a
different position. Zack ungripped himself from the pillow and ran his
hands up Sephiroths arms pulling him close once again. He kissed Zack
hard, not missing a beat.

"Sephiroth, why don't you let me do some of the work for a while."

Sephiroth rolled over on his back taking Zack with him, the two barely
separating from each other. Zack slid himself back over Sephiroths
shaft. He at first had trouble getting a rhythm started. He had had
women on top of him before during love making and tried to remember how
they moved. He sat up straight and began to move up and down falling
into a rhythm. Zack threw his head back, arched his back and let out a
moan as the pleasure began to overtake his body once again, he
shuttered.

"Ahh, oh Sephiroth." was all he could manage.

Sephiroth ran his hand up Zacks chest, hand sliding over the sweaty,
smooth flesh. Then traveled down to his hard shaft and brushed it
teasingly with his fingers . Zack leaned forward, his shaft resting on
Sephiroths stomach right between the lines of his defined abdomen, the
sweat giving lubrication and causing it to slide as he moved on top of
Sephiroth erection.

"Hey, I wonder if I can..." Zack thought to himself.

He began to rock his hips squeezing Sephiroth between his muscles so
that they griped his shaft as Zack moved up and down. Sephiroth threw
his head back and moaned loudly. Zack started moving faster, smiling
through heavy pants, pleased that Sephiroth had begun to writhe
underneath him.

"You learn fast." Sephiroth gasped.

"I had a good teacher."

Zack watched Sephiroth for the longest time, his face was twisted in the
most delicious look of pleasure. Mouth slightly open, breathing
heavily. The pleasure was overwhelming, with Sephiroth inside him and
his shaft pinned between their bodies being stimulated by the motion and
the sweat. Zack clutched his lover to him tightly, his head swimming
with pleasure and alcohol.

Sephiroth, however, decided that he wanted to be in charge once again.
Although Zack was a quick learner and was pleasuring him with much
zealousness, he just wasn't fucking him hard enough for his liking. He
grabbed Zack by the forearms and in one swift motion, rolled him over on
his back once again pinning him to the bed. He entered him with a
quick motion and began thrusting into him hard. He pulled one of Zack's
legs over his shoulder and held a firm grip onto his muscular thigh as
he vigorously thrust into his lover. Zack had turned over partway on his
side and clawed at the sheets as his moans turned into cries of
ecstasy. Sephiroth pulled him up with as much effort as someone pulling
a rag doll up from off the floor and pushed him roughly up against the
headboard, pulling him onto his lap at the same time. The headboard had
begun to slam loudly against the wall, knocking bits of plaster off in
the wake of their violent intercourse.

Zack grabbed his shoulders and began to meet Sephiroths powerful
thrusts. He was lost to the feeling of his beautiful Sephiroth deep
inside him. Sephiroth began to stroke his turgid shaft hard, Zack
moaned loudly and almost lost his grip on Sephiroth's shoulders. Zack
let out a few vocal gasps of air before his body surrendered to the
ecstasy he was feeling. He was close, so close to cumming.

Sephiroth began to stroke him faster anticipating that he was close to
the edge, and eager to watch his lover cum. Zack gasped one last time
before the warm rush of his orgasm overtook him, he cried out loudly.
His screams of passion filled the hallway outside the suite. Zack
writhed and came with a burst of warm seaman all over his stomach and
Sephiroth's hand. In the wake of his orgasm he squeezed Sephiroth's
shaft between his muscles. Sephiroth threw his head back and let out a
several heavy breaths that came out as a loud moan, cumming fiercely,
spilling his seed inside Zack in hot bursts. Zack tried to regained
himself long enough to watch the site he had longed for, and it was
every bit worth the wait, it was better than any fantasy he had ever
had. Sephiroth collapsed on top of him and let out a few shuttering
breaths. The two lay up against the headboard in a sweaty heap,
panting. Zack weakly brought his hand up and laid it on the side of
Sephiroths head, softly stroking his hair as his silver haired lover
rested his head against his shoulder.

"That was amazing." Zack finally said after a long silence.

"Yes..... You were very enjoyable." Sephiroth answered.

The two slid down onto the bed and it wasn't long before sleep over took
them.

Zack woke up with his head resting on Sephiroths chest. The two
exhausted lovers hadn't even made it under the covers. The soft light of
dawn was filtering in through the windows and his head felt like he had
been kicked, several times, by a rabid chocobo. The heavy drinking of
the night before had not been kind to him, and he did not relish the
thought of moving at all, but he knew he would have to make it, somehow,
back to his room before the rest of the men woke up. He would have an
extremely hard time explaining why he was coming out of Sephiroths room
with such a disarrayed look. On the other hand, he couldn't think of a
nicer place to be and he knew once he walked out the door it would be
like nothing ever happened between the two of them. All he would have
was the sweet memory of their night together. Zack tried to lift his
head but any movement just made his head pound that much harder.

"Zack, are you awake?" He heard Sephiroth ask softly through the fog of
his hangover.

"Yeah." He groaned in reply. Achingly, he tilted his head up to face
Sephiroth, who could tell by the look on his face that Zack was in a lot
of pain right now.

"I hate to tell you his but I think it's a good idea to go back to your
room, it wouldn't look very good if..."

"I know. I have to admit, I don't want to leave."

Sephiroth sat up and steadied his extremely hungover lover. Zack knelt
on the bed with his head in his hands, dreading his next motion.
Sephiroth got up, slipped his robe on and began to gather Zacks
clothing, piling it in front of him. Zack slowly, painfully got dressed
and stood up, preparing himself mentally for what would be the longest
flight of stairs he would ever have to walk down.

Zack started for the door, then, turned and faced Sephiroth. He wrapped
his hands around his waist and gave him a long kiss goodbye. Knowing
this would be the last time he would ever get to kiss or touch Sephiroth
in any way but a casual tap on the shoulder to get his attention.

"Thank you."

Sephiroth smiled and said. "Your welcome."

Zack walked out the door and leaned against the wall, staring down the
dreaded flight of stairs. Then slowly and wobbly made his way down.