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Crisis Core would be infinitely funnier if Zack also received emails from Genesis, but it's blocks of Loveless text. I fully believe Zack would've lost his mind by the third email. Nibelheim would've been averted because Zack sees Genesis at Hollander's lab and chucks his boot at him before flying into a murdererous rage. Sephiroth witnesses Zack choking Genesis with his own book and it heals him in a way therapy never would.
Anytime, Anywhere (ft. Reno, Sephiroth, Zack, and Cloud)
Warnings: smut, fem!reader, not edited, semi-public sex
A/N: If this does well I might do a part two with Rufus, Tseng, Vincent, and Reeve.
Reno Sinclair
Reno is down to fuck anytime, anywhere. In his line of work, he’s learned it’s for the best not to be too picky about those kinds of things because if he was he’d never get his dick wet at all.
In his personal opinion, the riskier the better. There’s just something about the risk of getting caught that’s just too tantalizing for him to be able to resist. He’s simply a daredevil to his core.
If you set some ground rules he will follow them, albeit sometimes with a pout. However, that doesn’t mean he won’t try to talk you into taking a risk sometimes.
Reno has you bent over the couch in the Turk’s office. He’s gripping hard on your hips as he drives his cock into your soaked cunt hard and fast. He wouldn’t do this if he wasn’t certain you weren’t going to get caught, but he won’t let on. You’re whining and mewling, trying so hard to bite back your pleasured noises. As far as you’re concerned someone could walk in at any moment.
Reno never thought this moment would come. He’d fantasized about it so often during work hours. You had started work a few months back as Tseng’s assistant, and Reno had so quickly charmed his way into your life. Then, into your panties. You always had this shy, cute approach to the relationship. Even just a quick kiss when nobody was looking would have you flushed for the next half hour. It had taken a little work to talk you into doing something like this with him. He had mentioned it for the first time just a few nights ago at your place after a date. He was stretched out on your bed after mind-blowing sex with a cigarette hanging from his lips.
“Wouldn’t it be hot to fuck at the office?” he’d said with a smirk. He had to resist a soft laugh when he saw how embarrassed you were from even mentioning it.
Now his dirty little fantasy was coming true. Your walls clamped down around him as he fucked you closer and closer to your orgasm. His name fell of your lips in frantic whines. Every so often Reno looks at the door, inspecting the bottom for shadows and the knob for signs of movement. He had plenty of time to blow your mind. He knows he’ll be fighting a hard-on every time he looks at this sofa from now on.
Sephiroth
Sephiroth is not bothered at all by the idea of public sex. After all, he went through the most formative years of his life in front of at least one person who was scribbling notes to track the changes he went through.
Sephiroth is overly confident in his position at Shinra. He knows that even if he was caught balls deep inside of you, nobody would dare say a word to him about it.
There’s just something about the slight rebellion of fucking you in the Shinra building that he can’t resist, even if he is more cautious about it then he tries to pretend to be.
Sephiroth had just gotten back from a mission when he saw you sitting at your desk obediently typing up the last of the reports you’d received. When he’d first arrived, it was just you, himself, and Lazard. He’d purposely made it seem as though he wanted to do a bit of training after the mission, but he was truly just biding his time to wait for Lazard to leave the office. He sits by the door of the training room listening carefully.
“Goodnight,” Lazard says with a soft drop in his voice to show how tired he was.
“Goodnight, director,” you say as cheerfully as ever.
“Make sure Sephiroth doesn’t destroy the training room,” Lazard says somewhat absentmindedly on his way out there. You chuckle under your breath at his comment before returning to work.
Just a few short minutes later, Sephiroth has you pinned against your desk. He’s never imagined himself as a man to kneel for anyone, but for you, he’s happily on his knees. His soft, warm tongue draws circles on your clit. He draws out every bit of pleasure he can. Sephiroth takes delight in every moan falling from your lips as he so easily teases you to orgasm.
By the time he lines his cock to your entrance, you’re almost delirious. Your eyes are heavy-lidded and full of lust. The knowledge of the lower ranking SOLDIERs being in the barracks close by is on your mind, but not more than the pleasant fullness of Sephiroth pushing himself into you inch by inch. He loves to watch you squirm. The fact that you still whine and pout about getting caught is just icing on the cake. He knows even if someone catches you, they wouldn’t dare say a word about it.
Zack Fair
Zack is a little flushed the first time he thinks about fucking you somewhere public, but once the thought is there he can’t get it to go away.
He’ll find himself imagining you in different places, trying to think of what position would be best. He has to do squats to distract himself from the growing pressure in his pants.
Zack won’t put you in a position that you’re uncomfortable with, but he will definitely bring it up at least once to see if you’d be okay with something like that.
Zack is giddy with excitement as he drags you into the nearest broom closet he can find. Truth be told there’s basically no chance of someone finding the two of you here. The Shinra Museum closed an hour ago, and he used his ID badge to sneak the two of you in here. There’s always a chance though. A maintenance worker staying late or security doing their rounds could easily decide to do a walk through. His hands are on your hips as he pushes you against the wall, his lips never leaving yours even though you’re both dizzy from the lack of air.
“This is so exciting,” he whispers as he finally pulls out of the kiss and reaches down to open his pants. He’s as eager as ever, and you know there won’t be much time for foreplay. Although Zack’s infectious happiness and the excitment of trying to find a safe spot to do this is more than enough for you. While Zack is opening his pants, you slip out of your panties and tuck them into his shoulder strap with a smirk.
“You’re so cute,” you giggle before kissing him again.
“Yeah, but you’re cuter,” he winks at you playfully.
Once his pants are finally open, he pushes your skirt up past your hips and guides his cock to your slit. You bite back your moans as he starts teasing you with the head of his cock, working you up as much as he can. Soon, he’s picking you up and guiding your legs around his waist. You both let out breathy laughs as he slides into you.
Maybe next time you’ll actually choose a riskier spot.
Cloud Strife
Cloud absolutely will not suggest fucking in public. If that’s something you’d want to do, you’ll have to be one to suggest it.
He’ll resist at first. The thought of getting caught makes him want to melt into the floor. If you were to actually get caught, he’s pretty sure he’d die on the spot.
However, once you suggest it he finds himself thinking about it more and more. He just needs a little push in the right direction.
The push he needs comes at Seventh Heaven. You’d left him sitting at the table while you went to get another round of drinks. In the few minutes you’re gone, someone else has their eye on you. The strange man slides into the seat beside you as you wait at the bar for Tifa to make your drinks. Cloud feels his stomach heat up with jealousy as the man starts talking to you, and his eyes are trailing down your body. An idea snaps into his head as his trail from the scene to the office in the backroom. He knows he’d be able to lock that door. Cloud comes over to you and wraps his hand around your arm.
“We need to talk,” he says curtly.
As he leads you to the office, you’re trying to stutter apologies and attempt to explain you weren’t flirting with the man. Cloud closes the office door and locks it. For extra security, he pushes a table against the door.
“Stop apologizing,” he says finally.
Your eyes widen as Cloud cages you in against the desk. You’ve never seen him like this before. Those Mako blue eyes are dark with passion. He leans in to kiss you roughly, and you think you must be dreaming. Cloud wouldn’t agree to this, right? Yet, he hoists you ontop of the desk and his hands go up your dress to knead at your thighs.
“Cloud,” you gasp softly. “Are you sure? Someone could hear us-”
He shushes you with a rough kiss, “I hope someone hears. I hope he hears.”
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As always, don't like don't read! I will 100% admit that this is inspired by that Avril Lavigne song, and I won't apologise for it.
Sephiroth is not so oblivious to the human condition that he didn't know when something felt off about the people he was close to. His very exisitance revolved around knowing when danger was afoot; to know the threat and be the solution, and he found when dealing with certain people it served him just as well. He may have missed out on key communication skills as a child, but he's not stupid.
There had been something amiss the minute he'd heard his PHS chirp obnoxiously that afternoon. Genesis' text had been short but there was something about it that made it feel less curt and more desprate. In one blunt sentance he had managed to tell Sephiroth both exactly what was wrong, while also leaving him completely in the dark about how he himself played a part in it.
"you're coming over tonight?"
The question mark was a idle pleasentry. They both knew it wasn't a question, nor a request. This wasn't an anxious lover asking for his attention; this was Genesis telling him he didn't trust himself enough to be left alone.
In all the time they had been doing whatever this was, Sephiroth had come to understand that this was Gen gifting him a rare sliver of trust. He didn't think either of them would give up their fully unguarded selves to eachother - there was too much messy, jelous rivalry sitting between the two of them, but what they did trust eachother with felt like pure gold to Sephiroth.
Genesis demanding his time was less a irritation then it was a revelation. He would never let the other man know, but Sephiroth craved every second they spent together like a mako addict. Genesis lit every cell of his body on fire like nothing else could.
All this to say, he knew Genesis; had mapped his skin so many times he could do it in his sleep. He knew what made him tick and he knew when something was wrong.
... and something was wrong.
If the text hadn't been enough of an alarm bell, then opening the apartment door to find Genesis sat on the floor surrounded by food, wine and candles was.
They didn't do romance; not like this anyway. A night in watching stupid period drama's was the extent of anything even remotly romantic they'd done together.
They weren't dating. They had made that quite painfully clear to eachother in the way that they hid every less than platonic interaction they had with eachother. The best lable you could put on the whole affair was just that. An affair.
they weren't cheating or braking up any marriages with their activities, but the sneaking around, and the pain he knew both of them felt because of it made every move feel like a trasgression somehow.
They didn't do romance. That's not what this was.
"Should I be calling a doctor?" Sephiroth said, and if their was wariness to his words -to his movments- he felt he was justified in it.
Genesis just looked at him; his legs crossed, bare shoulders hunched a little, like he was trying to make himself smaller. Those alarm bells were getting louder.
"Will you just... " he seemed to struggle with himself for a second "Just come sit with me... please."
Sephiroth blinked. "I didn't know you knew that word." maybe it was the wrong thing to say, but it was enough to morph Gen's face into something a little more recognisable.
"If you are going to be an ass you can just leave," he snapped, expression stromy and far more recognisably Genesis. "I have not the inclination nor the patience to put up with your snide humour tonight. If you can't leave it at the door then we are wasting our time here!"
That was enough to have Sephiroth shedding his paldrons and coat, throwing them over a near by armchair before sinking to the floor in front if his friend. From down here he could see the tiredness in Genesis' eyes that had been growing steadily worse since the training incident.
Tonight it looked to have taken over his entire face. Under the thin veil of performative irritation, Gen looked bone tired.
"There he is," Sephiroth breathed, leaning in to Kiss Genesis sweetly on the mouth. It was soft and light, and so wholly not them, but for the sake of not knowing what Genesis needed, Sephiroth simply let it be. As he pulled away Gen's face changed again; the look more regretful now, a little resigned.
"I'm sorry," he murmered. " I- I feel like this whole thing has just gotten away from me."
"what thing? us, this?" The situation wasn't making sense, but if Genesis was willing to share then Sephiroth was willing to listen.
Genesis simply looked away. "no, not us,"
"What then?"
"It doesn't matter now. Its decided, best not to dwell," that was not the answer he wanted, but he supposed it was the answer he'd expected. They didn't share feelings outside of sex. if words or emotions came out during, both of them could put it down to racing adrenaline and hormones. Outside of that they were plauged with an inability to get past pety rivalry enough to ever trust that the other wouldn't throw their insecurities back at them in the heat of the moment.
Sephiroth knew that they both felt like they were already sharing too much. He may want to drown himself in Genesis almost constantly, but that didn't mean he was stupid enough to actually do it.
He moved to sit more comfortably on the floor; pressing his back up against the arm of the couch for support. Genesis tracked his movements, seemingly searching for some kind of physical sign from him.
"Come here then," Sephiroth said, parting his thighs as invatation for Genesis to sit inbetween them. As Gen cautiously shifted towards him he hooked an arm around the red heads waist and effectivly disregarding the caution entirly. "What to you want?"
He could have asked what he needed but that was never a word they'd used. 'Need' implied a certain level of interest in the others wellbeaing that neither of them were willing to admit to; 'want' felt better, more detached... perhaps they also both knew what bullshit that all was. Sephiroth didn't want to think too hard on that.
Gen's face made a complicated movement. Something between pained and upset, with a dash of devistated adoration (not that Sephiroth would point that out.)
"I want-" he seemed to choke on the words for a second. "I... want to pretend we're real lovers... just for tonight. I want to sit here with you and I want to eat, and drink until I can't feel the pain in my chest anymore, and then I want you to take me to bed and make love to me like I mean the world to you. I want-"
He cut himself off looking away from what was most likely the look of pure shock on Sephiroths face. How in the seven hells was he supposed to respond to that.
Alas he had to say something. "why?"
Genesis breathed in a long fortifying breath. Sephiroth wished he could see into his head. He wished he could just know what the hell was going on with him. Why was he acting so strange?
"Because maybe I'm finally tired of not being loved," he whispered. "And as ridiculously difficult as it may be to believe darling, I am actually a human capable of complex emotions such as loneliness."
Sephiroth tightened his hold on him, drawing Genesis in so that they were chest to chest.
"Thats not everything." Genesis didn't look offended, but he seemed a little hurt anyway. it wasn't the whole truth, he could see it in Gen's eye's, and maybe he could see it reflected back at him. They had never defined their relationship; had always made it feel like a sorded secret. But to so plainly lay his own insecurity at Sephiroths feet like that? To look him in the eye and tell him 'I wish you would love me' as if Sephiroth had never shown any indication of being less than consumed by him body and soul?
It hurt more than he was willing to admit to himself. He loved Genesis with an intensity that amounted to sheer physical agony somedays. But they had never said it. They had never breathed a word of their true feelings towards each other because they didn't do that, it's not who they were.
"Perhaps not lover, but does it really matter?" He ghosted his lips over Sephiroths and the general felt the shiver that ran down his spine where his hand met Genesis' back. "Secrets of no, you get to release some tension, I get to pretend to feel wanted, and the world comes crashing down anyway. so why not just say yes?"
That alarm bell thats been going off was now hammering the inside of his skull, making it hard to think, hard to breath.
This wasn't right. There was something so horrendously, grotesquely wrong with this picture, and he could scream with fustration with not knowing what it was.
Genesis was being the most vulrnrable he had ever been with him, and it was terrifying. he wanted it to stop. He wanted to live in a world where there wasn't this stupid rivalry, this petty game of one-upmanship. A world where he could tell Genesis 'I do love you' and not feel like he was giving too much of himself away, like he was betraying his position to the enemy.
He wanted to be able to love Genesis the way he wanted to, the way Gen deserved...
Angeal, passing by the training room, catches sight of Zack scrolling through a PHS, Sephiroth sitting casually on the bench beside him. A scowl crosses his face as the doors slide apart and he stalks inside.
“Zack! What do you think you’re doing? I specifically took away your phone so you wouldn’t get distracted.”
Zack, having stiffened from the bark, glances up with cornered eyes. He swallows.
“Erm—“
“He is not distracted,” Sephiroth cuts in smoothly, glancing up himself to confront the approaching Angeal.
“Oh really?” the man folds his arms.
“Yes, really. We are simply looking at a list of potential missions for him to take on. I’m the one who lent him the PHS, as he didn’t have access to his own. I was quite shocked to be frank.” Sephiroth’s stare hardens a bit. “Perhaps you should have thought about the device’s necessary resources to a SOLDIER before commandeering it.”
Angeal is struck silent. The scowl had quickly faded from his visage, now replaced by a more stunned, almost humbled look. Sephiroth nods in approval.
“Now, if you will excuse us, we would like to return to work.”
There’s a beat, before Angeal returns an understanding nod.
“Right. Thank you, Sephiroth. I appreciate your diligence with him.”
“Of course.”
Zack and Sephiroth watch the man leave, staring at his retreating back until the doors have shut and Angeal is out of sight. Only then does Zack let out a sigh of relief, smiling impishly.
“Phew. That was a close one.”
Sephiroth nods in agreement, stern, before a resurfacing smirk breaks the facade. He glances back down at the screen.
“Show me the video with Genesis shouting at a stop sign again.”
Exploring the Crestholm Channels dungeon got me like…
I imagine Noctis and Gladio end up arguing after spending 24 hours just wandering around the sewers just fighting daemons non-stop, trying to look for Cindy’s headlights and trying to find their way out.
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I think the entire Nibelheim incident could've been avoided if Sephiroth owned a cat. I know if I had a cat I wouldn't let myself go insane because who else would feed Breadstick?? Who would pat it's tiny head and boop it's paws??
(Sephiroth at the Shinra mansion) "I need to calm down, Breadstick needs me."
They were barely together before they all hit the road. They hadn’t even defined it between the two of them let alone thought about announcing it to their friends.
Gladio’s hands palm at Prompto’s ass and his hips press him against the closed door.
They still haven’t defined what they are.
“They’re gonna be here in like, three minutes,” Prompto says — words pulling into a whine as Gladio drags the scruff of his beard up the side of his throat.
“Plenty of time,” Gladio says roughly, teeth pressing so softly against Prompto’s skin. He whimpers at the mark that could be there but can’t.
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Zack Fair is literally the perfect boi he's never done anything wrong and he deserves ALL THE LOVE and no I will not ever change my mind about this
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That was your relationship with residents perfect boy on campus Zack Fair
And you know what? He was sick of it
He enjoyed being around you he enjoyed everything about you
He had already told you that he wanted this relationship with you
Hell he already dropped the L word on you
But he couldn't understand one thing
Why wouldn't you just stay?
Originally you said that a friend's with benefits would be better
He wanted to protest but figured if he did you'd reject him all together
It wasn't what he wanted, but he settled
That is until he sees another guy in your face and you actually entertaining him one day after a class
"Why? Why don't you want just me?" He demanded an answer finally at his wits end with you
And that's when you confessed
Truly you did want just him you'd love to be in a real relationship with him
What stopped you was your own insecurities
Zack was considered prefect
Everyone who knew him only had positive things to say about him
And when you compared yourself to him you always felt lacking
You were sure he'd get in a relationship with you and realize he could do way better
And that's what kept you from giving him all of you
That answer both enlighten and frustrated him
"Damnit, y/n don't you think I know what I want?"
Those where his words before he kissed you not caring who else could see the two of you "It's you that I want."
His words are sweet but there's still doubt in you, "Za--aahck!"
But Zack didn't give you a chance to reply instead picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder
"And imma prove it too you."
Those were his last words to you before he has you back at his place
Kissing you on hid bed
"Still. Think. I want. Someone. Else?" He grunts with every thrust
Anytime the two of you had sex Zack was mostly slow and sensuel as though he wanted to take his time
But today slow and sensual was out the window
Today Zack was feral and insatiable
Telling how he could never get enough of you with every orgasm
"Zack please," you say tears spilling from your eyes
Your hands on his trying to get him to slow down, but he takes one of your palms kissing it, "You not done yet are you?"
He teased pulling you up on his lap rutting deeper into you, "God, I love you so much baby-so so so much-" he says in your ear
Zack's cant even think straight while he fucks you
You just feel so good and he cant even phantom how you could think he'd ever want anyone else
"I'm going cum again za-zack--I'm c-"
He can't help but smile, "What is this the fourth time?" He says
"Za-"
"Za-za-zaaack," you cry eyes crossing in the most mind melting orgasm
Followed right by his
You still sitting on his lap while the two of you come down from your climax
And Zack is once again kissing the corner of your eyes, "I really mean it." He says still catching his breathe, "I only want you y/n... please just be mine."
You don't even have enough energy to overthink it and just nod, "okay."
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