Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Alliance ❯ Chapter 27

“Alliance”

Chapter 27

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(Warning: Possible spoilers for all FF7 game/movie titles)

*Disclaimer: Final Fantasy and all related characters belong to Square-Enix. This fiction piece is strictly a non-profit exercise of creativity and entertainment for people (like me) who can't get enough of this world and the characters.*

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The first thing that Rude did was to help Genesis into the Inn and up the stairs to his room. He flat-out ignored the redhead's weak protests and got him to the bed.

 

“Stay here,” Rude said firmly. He didn't wait to see if he'd be obeyed.

 

He left Genesis in his room, went to Rufus and Tseng's door and knocked on it. He'd heard the faint sounds of pleasure coming from Reeve's room so he knew the WRO leader was preoccupied. He couldn't give the information to Cloud either, knowing that if his partner was in there with the blonde and Zack, they were all more than likely involved in some kind of sexual activity. Tseng was the only one in a leadership role within the armies that Rude knew he wouldn't be interrupting, since Rufus was still passed out drunk.

 

“Sorry to bother you Sir,” Rude said when the Wutaian came to the door and regarded him curiously. “I have information pertaining to Weiss's location and the others are…busy.”

 

Tseng took the piece of paper that Rude offered him and he examined it thoughtfully. “This is authentic? It can be trusted?”

 

“I think so,” Rude said with confidence. “So far, Genesis hasn't lied to us. I don't think he has a reason to start now.”

 

Tseng frowned and considered it. “Where is he now?”

 

“In my room.” Rude straightened his tie uncomfortably and he wasn't disappointed when Tseng raised an elegant, politely questioning eyebrow at him. “He's been injured in a fight. I'm about to get a medic to look at him.”

 

“It must be a grave injury to put Genesis in a bad state,” Tseng murmured.

 

“The wound is poisoned,” Rude supplied. “He claims it's much better than it was before, but I want a doctor to look at him anyhow.”

 

Tseng smiled subtly. “Of course you do. I'm sure our newest ally is in good hands, Rude.” He was too well bred to tease the conservative bald man further than that. “Thank you for bringing this to me. Now that the Deepground armies are so thinned out, we may be able to send a strike team in before sunrise to retrieve Weiss, before he can get the chance to run.”

 

Rude was torn. He wanted to look after Genesis but he had a responsibility to his organization, after all. “I'll be happy to join the strike if you need me to.”

 

“I think the rest of our army can handle this,” Tseng said dismissively. “Unless Genesis wasn't being truthful about Weiss being in a weakened state.” The Wutaian studied his bald companion silently for a moment. Rude wasn't the sort of man to trust outsiders easily. He believed that if Genesis had earned that, there was little chance he was deceiving them.

 

“Why don't you see to our new friend, while I take care of this,” Tseng finally said. “I doubt our presence is a requirement to ensure it gets done and if we need to send in more specialized people, I can send for you and the others.”

 

Rude nodded. “Of course. I'll be on standbye.”

 

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Fitting three grown men into a small shower might have seemed like an impossible task, but Zack's determination and Reno's agility enabled both of them to squeeze in with Cloud despite his protests. The blonde's claustrophobia rapidly faded as his two lovers' slick bodies pressed against his and they sandwiched him between them. Somehow, the three of them got cleaned up without too much horseplay, though Zack and Reno stumbled out first in a fit of laughter while Cloud washed the shampoo out of his eyes.

 

“You guys are going to pay for this,” Cloud grumbled as the other men dried off and made their escape before he could finish.

 

Reno was a little disappointed when Zack put on a pair of boxer briefs and followed up with pajama bottoms, but the Turk was confident that he could get him back out of the meager clothing before the night was finished. He changed into the pair of sweats he'd brought to the room and blow-dried his hair while Zack towel-dried his own and started surfing through the few TV channels available.

 

“Hey Zack,” Reno said once he finished drying and fluffing his hair. He left it hanging loose down his back and he approached the other man, who was standing near the bed by the window. “I haven't told ya my fantasy yet.”

 

Zack looked wolfishly curious. “Yeah? What's this fantasy of yours, Red?”

 

“It involves you, a couple sets of handcuffs and the bed,” answered Reno readily. Just the thought of having a hot young piece of ass like Fair at his mercy made Reno squirm restlessly.

 

“So you want to handcuff me to the bed?” Zack was grinning with intrigue, not seeming the least bit put-off by the suggestion.

 

Cloud snorted. “He never bothers to ask me first.”

 

Reno chuckled at the blonde, who had just come out of the shower and was towel-drying his hair. “I didn't bang you up in my chopper, either. I'm just asking as a courtesy to Zack after the bruises I gave him, man.”

 

~Besides, he's even stronger than you are baby, and I know if you can snap steel handcuffs when you want to, Zack could probably break out of `em as soon as I clamp the damned things on him.~

 

“Afraid I'll hurt you if I'm not restrained?” Zack murmured to the redhead with a wink.

 

“If you were gonna `hurt me', you'd have already done it by now,” Reno said with certainty. “What's the matter, hot shot? Afraid of what I'll do to you if I've got ya at my mercy?”

 

Zack's gaze was level on him as he shook his head. “Not even remotely, foxy. Whatever you'd do to me would probably be a lot of fun.” The swelling over his eye had already gone away and the discoloration was fading quickly. Whether it was a result of the G-cells in his body or Mako enhancement that made him heal so fast, Reno couldn't guess.

 

The redhead leaned closer to the taller man, breathing in his scent with enjoyment. “I made a promise that day on the boat after ya played your little eye game with me, Fair. Wanna know what it was?”

 

Zack leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest, smirking with delight as he nodded. “Why don't you whisper it in my ear, cinnamon buns?”

 

Reno was already hardening in his pants and the sight of Cloud out the corner of his eye, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, only served to make the Turk's condition grow more pronounced. He took Zack's seductive little challenge and he cupped the back of the former Soldier's head as he brought his mouth close to his ear.

 

“That day ya teased me on the ship, I swore I'd ride you `till you buckle when this was over with,” purred the redhead hotly. “I'd say it's close enough to that time to go for it a little early, yo.” He caught Zack's earlobe between his teeth and tugged on it as he pressed his body flush against the fighter's larger frame.

 

Zack impulsively slid his hands around Reno's waist and closed his eyes as the Turk's ear nibbling made a thrill of lust shoot through his body. His slowly waking cock abruptly hardened completely in his pants, making him grunt with discomfort at the feeling of being a little smushed. His package wasn't adjusted for this condition and he shifted in an attempt to ease the pressure.

 

Cloud watched the exchange and his face heated—not with embarrassment, but with desire. He couldn't see Reno's face from his vantage point but the expression on Zack's face was hot. The blonde silently listened, waiting to hear what sort of comeback the black-haired fighter would give. The banter between his two lovers was practically pornographic at times; they were so naturally sensual and sexy together. He decided he could not only get used to threesomes with them, but also thrive on it.

 

“'Till I buckle, eh?” Zack murmured. He pulled back and looked Reno in the eye with a challenging stare. “That'll take a lot of riding. You sure you're up for it, Reno?”

 

The redhead tossed a wink over his shoulder at Cloud. “He doesn't know me very well, does he Blondie?”

 

Cloud smirked and shook his head. “Watch it, Zack.”

 

The dark-haired man chuckled. “Wow, sounds like you've already broken our chocobo in. You must be a pretty talented rider, foxy.” Of course, he knew that much was true already but he was getting the feeling that he'd only gotten a taste of Reno's “riding” skills that morning when the three of them had their first group encounter.

 

“Baby, you've got no idea,” Reno promised. He slid a hand down Zack's back and squeezed his ass, delighting in the toned firmness of it. “Why don't you get this tight ass in the bed and get ready for branding, yo.”

 

“Okay, but I should warn you,” Zack said as he considered that Reno might not just be joking about the branding thing, “If I actually see a hot iron heading my way I'll be out that window faster than you can spit.”

 

Reno laughed and swatted his bottom. “You can never tell with a crazy fucker like me, Fair. Now go get comfortable for me. Blondie, why don't you help him out?”

 

All the talk of “branding” reminded Cloud of something. He'd been waiting for the right moment to show Zack what he'd bought for him before they left Junon to go on this mission and now was the perfect opportunity. While the dark-haired man got into bed, Cloud went to his duffle bag and unzipped one of the inner side pockets, searching for the little box he'd stored in there.

 

Zack saw his lover approach the bed with a little black box in his hand and he raised his eyebrows with interest. He'd thought that Cloud was procuring lube or something from his bag, so he was understandably confused when he produced the mysterious container instead.

 

“Do you remember saying you wanted me to pick out a stud and pierce your ear for you?” Cloud murmured, cursing himself as a sudden attack of shyness assaulted him. Zack had quite literally said it would be like he was branding him as his. This occasion was perfect for it.

 

“Oh yeah,” Zack answered with a nod and a grin. “So let's see what you picked out for me, sexy thing.”

 

Cloud opened the box and showed him the single stud that was resting in the velvet interior. “I hope this is okay. I know you like things to be simple so I didn't get anything real fancy.”

 

Zack examined the earring. It was a small, plain silver ball—just like the one he used to have. He smiled and nodded. “It's perfect, Cloudy. Do you have a needle?”

 

Cloud nodded and pulled the little tab at the bottom of the velvet part of the box, lifting it and the stud to reveal a single needle resting underneath in the bottom of the box. “If you're having second thoughts, you'd better say something now,” the blonde warned with a little smile.

 

Zack shook his head. “Wouldn't dream of saying `no'.”

 

“Damn, that's hot,” observed Reno, pausing as he approached with two pairs of cuffs. “Hold up on that, Blondie. You don't wanna tag a wolf without restraining him first, ya know? I'll cuff him before you do it.”

 

Zack laughed with appreciation for the metaphor. “Woof,” he barked softly, following up with a playful growl. Cloud was suddenly kissing him with passion that threw him off guard.

 

~Damn, these two really get into this wolf business. I guess I didn't do too bad when I wasn't myself after all.~

 

“Wish I had that collar and leash Rufus got for me,” Cloud murmured after he forced himself to stop ravishing Zack's mouth. He immediately regretted the statement when he saw the shocked, interested expression on Zack's face. “Umm…I didn't meant to say that out loud.”

 

“Collar and leash?” Zack queried. If he really had wolf ears, they'd be perked to attention right about now. “What's this juicy bit of kink you let slip?”

 

Reno quickly went to his blazer and got his cellphone out. “Here, I'll show ya.”

 

“Don't you dare,” Cloud warned, his eyes huge in his fair face.

 

“Oh come on, Blondie,” groused the redhead. “Just let him have a peek! It'll probably get him in just the right mood, yo.”

 

Zack fidgeted and glanced down at the conspicuous bulge in the crotch of his pants. “I'd say I'm already there,” he announced. Reno came to the bedside and showed him a picture on his cellphone that made his jaw drop. Cloud reached for the device a moment later but it was too late…the damage had been done.

 

“Now, that's a picture to write home about,” Zack smirked. “You should use it as your screensaver or something, Red. Cloud and his pet cougar…I like it. Never thought Rufus Shinra would be the sort to go for being leashed like that.”

 

Cloud's face was a lovely shade of pink and both Zack and Reno chuckled with amusement at him.

 

“How does a guy getting ready for a threesome manage to blush like that over a little snapshot?” Reno wondered aloud.

 

“That's what makes him so damned cute,” Zack said with a wink at the redhead. “So how do you want me, foxy?”

 

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Rude found a medic and returned to his room with her. He half-expected to find the room empty, but Genesis was reclining on the bed where he'd left him. The redhead's wing was retracted and he'd removed his boots so that he wouldn't mess up the covers. He looked up as Rude and the medic entered the room and his aqua eyes were wary and thoughtful, as if he was trying to decide whether to stay or go.

 

“Just let her have a look at your arm and give you an antidote,” Rude insisted as he stood aside to let the medic in. “That's all she wants to do, man.”

 

Genesis regarded the medic for a moment before nodding his consent. She approached and set her bag on the edge of the bed before coaxing him to sit up and take his jacket off. Genesis complied slowly, his movements sluggish and uncoordinated. Rude frowned. If the winged fighter was really doing better now than he was before, he wondered how he'd even managed to fly to Icicle to speak with him.

 

“Okay, let's have a look at you,” the medic said in a gentle voice as she helped Genesis get his jacket off. She frowned at the blood-caked shirtsleeve. It was long and it was in her way. “Sir, I'll need you to remove your shirt as well. I can't get a clear look at the wound with the material in the way and it's probably going to need disinfecting.”

 

Genesis heaved a sigh and leaned his head back against the headboard. “Gifts of healing for a barren soul,” he mumbled.

 

“I beg pardon?” the medic asked with a quirked eyebrow.

 

“Here, I'll help,” Rude said quickly, unable to explain Genesis's penchant for spontaneous bursts of poetry and unwilling to even try. He understood it on some level but he had no way to verbally impart that understanding to others.

 

He approached the bed and looked at Genesis silently, waiting for him to give the nod before helping. The redhead looked up at him with dilated eyes and started unbuckling the straps of the protective harness covering his midriff. Rude took his expression to mean consent and he reached down to help him. Genesis didn't protest, so the Turk finished removing the piece of body armor and then helped him lift his arms to tug his shirt off. Meanwhile, the medic had opened her bag and was retrieving gauze, antiseptic and bandages from it.

 

Rude kept his touch and gaze professional as he helped Genesis strip from the waist up. Inwardly he admired the redhead's build…though he imagined he was thinner than usual from malnutrition. Genesis had a swimmer's body—toned but slim. He wasn't as lean as Reno but his body was lithe and graceful. Rude briefly glanced at the leather-encased, long legs stretched out over the bed and his face heated as he imagined them hugging him around the waist. He quickly shoved such thoughts aside and backed off so that he wouldn't crowd the doctor.

 

“Hmmm, how old is this wound?” She asked as she examined the three cuts on Genesis's upper left arm. “A couple of days?”

 

“A few hours,” he corrected.

 

She looked faintly incredulous. “Hours? But it's healed as if—”

 

“I've been biologically enhanced,” Genesis interrupted softly.

 

She relaxed, familiar with the concept by now. “I see. Well, there's some minor infection surrounding it. I'll need to lance it a bit and clean it out and then I'll administer some antibiotics and antidote to you. Is that acceptable?”

 

Genesis nodded. Rude stood quietly while the medic did her work and Genesis didn't complain except to silently wince as the wound was lanced and cleaned. The doctor worked quickly and before long, she had the cuts cleaned and bandaged. She gave him a shot of antibiotics before having him drink the antidote and she announced that he was showing signs of malnourishment. When she suggested that he eat some soup, he shook his head and told her he wasn't hungry.

 

“Okay, but you really need to get some nutrition as soon as you can hold down food,” she advised. She looked at Rude. “You'll see to it that your friend eats when he's able to, right?”

 

Rude nodded, ignoring the annoyed look Genesis shot at him.

 

“Then there's nothing more I can do for now,” the medic finished. She closed up her bag and Rude opened the door for her. “You can find me here in town if you need me again. I'm not assigned to the field so I'll be flitting about here and there.”

 

“Thanks, doctor,” Rude said. He shut the door behind her as she left and he turned around to face Genesis. “You can sleep here.”

 

A flash of uncertainty flitted over the redhead's face and Rude guessed that he was so used to being alone in the wilderness, he didn't know how to respond to the offer.

 

“It's okay,” Rude assured him. “I'll take the floor.”

 

“It isn't that,” Genesis protested. “I…don't belong here.”

 

“Bullshit,” the Turk said curtly. “If Zack Fair belongs here, so do you.”

 

“Zack Fair doesn't need redemption,” Genesis murmured.

 

Rude shrugged. “So maybe the best way you can get it is by sticking with us. Either way, you're not leaving in your condition.”

 

The redhead's lips curved at one corner. “Is that right?”

 

Rude nodded.

 

Genesis studied him. The Turk wasn't making any threatening moves but he'd crossed his arms over his chest and his strong build left little doubt that even without special enhancements, Rude was more than capable of overpowering most opponents through brute strength. He was blocking the door; which didn't really matter considering that Genesis could fly out the window if he really wanted to.

 

The thing was, he didn't want to leave—at least, not tonight. The room was warm and comfortable and he couldn't remember when the last time was that he'd slept on a real bed. There was also the issue of his dizziness. He wouldn't admit it to Rude, but Genesis doubted he could grab his discarded clothing articles and make it out the window before the Turk stopped him.

 

“Fair enough,” Genesis finally said. “I'll accept your hospitality, for now. I assume you've relayed the information I gave you concerning Weiss?”

 

“Yeah,” confirmed the Turk. “They're going to send in a strike to catch him. With any luck he'll be in custody by tomorrow. Maybe you should at least stick around until then and try to eat something in the morning.”

 

“Let's just play it by ear for now,” Genesis replied evasively.

 

Rude shrugged.

 

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Reno smiled crookedly and examined the headboard with shrewd eyes. “Rest your arms on the top of the headboard,” he instructed.

 

He put the cellphone on the nightstand and climbed onto the bed, straddling Zack's hips as the black-haired fighter obeyed. Luckily the bed wasn't too wide for the cuffs to reach the knobs on the headboard once Zack stretched his arms out on either side. Reno speedily secured the restraints over Zack's wrists, one at a time. He clamped the other end of each cuff set to the bed knobs, resulting in Zack sitting with his back against the headboard with his arms stretched out and restrained on either side.

 

“Beautiful,” Reno said with a satisfied nod. “You're gonna be a good wolfy, right? No trying to break free until I'm finished with ya.”

 

Zack gave him a lazy, sexy grin. “If you say so, Red. I'll let you have your way this time.”

 

Satisfied with the response and knowing that Zack was an honest enough guy to honor the promise, Reno eased off of him and went for the lube while Cloud got the needle out of the jewelry box. The redhead grabbed his lighter out of his blazer along with the lube when he noticed the contemplative look on Cloud's face and guessed he was worried about sterilizing the needle.

 

“Here, babe. Use my lighter.” Reno tossed the item to his lover and Cloud caught it. Reno returned to the bed and sat down on the edge of it, combing his fingers through Zack's thick, damp hair while Cloud passed the needle through the flame a few times.

 

“Right or left?” Cloud asked with a glance at Zack.

 

“Might as well go with the left, since you're on that side,” Zack answered. “Besides, that's the ear I used to have pierced anyhow. It'll be nice to have it back the way it was.”

 

Cloud nodded and then swore softly as he realized there might be some blood. “Crap…I need to grab some toilet paper or something before I do this.”

 

“Here,” Reno said as he opened the drawer of the nightstand on his side. “Complimentary tissues, man. Use one of these.” He snagged one out of the little box and handed it over to the blonde.

 

Cloud took a tissue out and gazed into Zack's eyes as Reno brushed his dark hair aside to expose his ear completely. “It's going to sting a little,” warned the blonde…though Zack had been through much more painful things than a little poke with a needle over the past few days alone.

 

Zack shrugged as best he could in his restrained state. “Doesn't bother me if I know its coming. Have at it.”

 

Cloud pinched Zack's earlobe between his thumb and two first fingers to hold it steady. He centered the needle over it and swiftly pierced the flesh. Zack gasped softly but held still. There was something odd about the gasp…it didn't seem pained so much as…aroused? Cloud pulled the needle out and glanced at his lover's face. The telling flush over Zack's cheekbones nearly made him drop the needle.

 

~Holy shit…he really IS getting off on this! I thought he was just blustering when he brought up the idea!~

 

“Is it because of the sting, or because it's me doing it?” Cloud blurted before he could stop himself.

 

Zack's eyes opened to regard him. They were heavy-lidded and sensual. “Because it's you,” he answered huskily.

 

Cloud swallowed and Reno squirmed. The blonde folded the tissue in his hand and pinched it over Zack's earlobe, holding it there with pressure for a few minutes to absorb the bleeding. When he was satisfied, he plucked the silver stud out of the box and pushed it through the new hole. Unreasonably turned on by the action, Cloud bit his lip and secured the back to the stud to hold it in place.

 

“There, all done,” announced Cloud.

 

Reno had evidently come to the same conclusion that the look on Zack's face was too sexy to resist. The redhead leaned in to kiss Zack hungrily, making Cloud smirk with satisfaction. At least he wasn't the only one that got a kinky thrill out of it. He reached out and combed his fingers through the Turk's bright hair. Reno hadn't used any gel yet so it was soft and silky against Cloud's skin. The blonde wriggled further onto the bed and leaned over to nuzzle Reno's neck and ear. The redhead turned and kissed Cloud full on the lips, flicking his tongue against them teasingly.

 

Zack was already having problems controlling himself. The sight of his two companions kissing like that made him strain against the cuffs and he didn't realize he was doing it until he heard one of the chains creak warningly.

 

~Gotta take it easy and stay relaxed. These things won't hold if I lose my head.~

 

Fortunately, Cloud wasn't so shy once he got wound up. The blonde hardly flinched when Reno yanked his towel off to bare his nude body. He made a soft sound of pleasure as the Turk reached between his legs and stroked his erection. Zack squirmed again and his fingers curled into fists as he struggled with his reaction to the sight. Reno didn't spend a lot of time playing. When Cloud's breath quickened, the redhead smiled with satisfaction and stopped petting his cock.

 

“How about you help me get ready for Wolfy?” Reno purred at Cloud. “Or would you rather have the first ride?”

 

“You,” Cloud demanded with hot eyes. He loved watching Reno do his thing and he was shamefully curious to see what Zack's reactions would be when the redhead demonstrated his talent for topping even when he was the one taking it up the ass. Reno handed him the lube and stretched out sidelong on the bed, resting his head on Zack's thighs.

 

“Oh, man,” Zack grunted. This really wasn't fair, now. Reno's bright hair was spread out over his pajama pants and his right ear was pressing directly against the sable-haired fighter's swollen crotch. Reno turned his head and grinned up at him.

 

“Got a problem, Fair?” The Turk looked like he could burst into laughter at any moment.

 

“No, but you will if you tease me too much,” Zack promised, his jaw tense.

 

“You both talk too much,” Cloud grumbled. He tugged Reno's underwear down without ceremony, dropping it on the floor. He stretched out on top of Reno and kissed his grinning mouth, silencing any other cheeky remarks the Turk might have made. They both felt it when Zack shifted and Cloud paused in his kissing to look up at the other fighter.

 

“Impatient.” The blonde tried to hide his smirk but he failed.

 

“I don't see you cuffed and stuck watching,” Zack reasoned. His eyes were blazing down at him with lust.

 

“I've been cuffed plenty of times, thanks,” Cloud reminded him. Not one for extended banter, the blonde sat up again and spread Reno's legs. Reno watched silently for once, his fair features flushed with eager passion as Cloud squeezed out some of the lube onto his left-hand fingers. The Turk's breath caught as Cloud dropped his hand between his widespread thighs and rubbed some of the lube over the puckered ring between his cheeks before easing a finger in.

 

“Mmm, you're getting good at working fast, Blondie,” Reno complimented breathlessly. His ginger lashes lowered and he bit his lip, raising his hips to give his companion better access. Cloud's finger swiftly located the gland inside of his body and Reno arched his throat and moaned as the spot was stroked.

 

Ordinarily, Cloud preferred to take things slower but he knew Zack was aching to get started and he was getting impatient himself. He shushed Reno and carefully slipped a second finger in to scissor inside with the first. Evidently he was doing a good job, because Reno made one of those enthralling sounds in his throat that caused his partners to want to pound him into the mattress. Clenching his teeth against his own carnal urges, Cloud steadily worked the redhead's body until it wasn't clenching so tightly around his fingers. He added a third finger just to be sure and he pumped back and forth inside the snug warmth for a few minutes, enjoying the needy whimpers and gasps he provoked from his lover.

 

It was a real temptation to replace his fingers with his cock when he'd prepared Reno enough, but Cloud was disciplined enough to resist. He withdrew his fingers and stroked the long muscles of the Turk's thighs before backing off and helping him sit back up.

 

Reno was breathing heavily and his eyes promised Cloud he'd get a ride too, once he recovered from Zack. The redhead straddled the latter of the two and smirked down at him, enjoying the impatient expression of lust on his handsome face. On inspiration, Reno brought his face closer to Zack's and ran his tongue delicately over the discoloration surrounding his eye.

 

“Sorry about that, baby,” Reno murmured.

 

“You can toss me around in your chopper anytime, if this is how you make up for it,” Zack answered glibly, grinning at him. The stiff bulge in his pants pressed against Reno's lubed nether region and he flexed his ass and pushed it more firmly there, making the redhead wriggle on top of him with lust.

 

“Let's get these pesky things off you,” Reno announced breathlessly. “Why'd you put on two layers of clothes anyhow, Fair?” He pulled the pajama pants down and followed up with the underwear, not bothering to slide them all the way off. Zack's erection jutted proudly from the triangle of dark hair between his thighs and Reno paused to admire it and the heavy balls resting underneath it.

 

“Just to be a pain in the ass,” Zack chuckled in response.

 

“You're good at that,” Cloud said dryly. He was staring. He couldn't help it. Zack had an impressive set on him and every time he saw it, he was fascinated.

 

“Gaia to Cloud,” Zack murmured through his grin. “You still there, featherhead?”

 

Cloud shook himself out of it and averted his eyes, clearing his throat. “What are you waiting for, Reno?”

 

“Sorry man,” the Turk snickered. “I was having fun watching you drool.” He turned to Zack and leaned over to grab the forgotten tube of lubricant lying near Cloud. “Time to get that big dick of yours greased up, wolfy.” Reno squeezed a generous glob onto his palm and watched Zack's face as he started slicking the lube over his erection.

 

Zack certainly wasn't going to argue. He closed his eyes and sighed with pleasure as the initial chill faded from the slippery gel as his and Reno's body heat warmed it up. The Turk's gripping hand felt great on him, squeezing firmly as it moved up and down the length of his shaft. Zack murmured an encouraging compliment and gently thrust in synch with the rhythm of Reno's hand. When the redhead stopped stroking him, he opened his eyes and looked at him with an expression that must have been clearly devastated, because Reno burst into laughter.

 

“Don't give me that puppy dog look, Zack.” Reno shook his head at him. “I know you've got some skills when it comes to orgasms but I'm not taking the chance I'll make ya blow your load before I get my ride, yo.”

 

Zack's eyes devoured the Turk's lean body, then flicked to Cloud and did the same. “You're pushing it, Red.”

 

Reno clucked his tongue and got into a more convenient position while gripping Zack's sex to position it. “You really are impatient, hot shot. Can't wait to hear what you've got to say once I'm fucking your brains out.”

 

Zack groaned softly as Reno began to take him into his body. The redhead did the same and his brows furrowed in concentration as he bore down to accept the other man's girth.

 

“Fuck, you're big,” Reno panted unnecessarily. He knew Zack was aware of his own size, just like Rude…but somehow he found himself blurting the compliment anyhow. He didn't know why he always felt the need to commentate but like Rude, Zack didn't seem to mind it or let it go to his head. There was a lot more to fucking than size and he knew it.

 

Despite his lust, Zack held still for Reno and let him take it at his own pace. It was hard to control himself, especially when Cloud moved in and started kissing him passionately. Zack succeeded in mastering his reactions—just barely. He moaned into Cloud's mouth as Reno's body slowly sheathed his swollen sex and he silently hoped that he'd adjust soon before he lost his cool and started rutting beneath him. Cloud broke the kiss and pulled away to study both of them with bright, sapphire eyes.

 

Reno took his restrained partner all the way in and sat on him for a few moments, catching his breath and reveling in the feel of his thickness. Cloud's hand wrapped around his erection and the Turk whimpered and quickly pulled it away, shaking his head at him.

 

“Don't do that unless you plan on squeezing the base to stop me from coming, Blondie.” Reno was dead serious, certain that if Cloud started jacking him off while he was quivering around Zack's cock, he'd climax right away. He wanted this to last…wanted to show Zack what happened when he played with fire.

 

Cloud smiled faintly at him and let him pull his hand away. He stroked Reno's straddled thighs instead and kissed him slowly. He'd do what Reno suggested, once the Turk got started. He knew what he wanted and a little demon in him decided he'd help him get it. There was something wickedly hot about the thought of Zack Fair writhing and moaning helplessly beneath Reno. Of course, it all depended on Zack's cooperation, too. Cloud might be able to hold him down for a little while but he didn't fool himself into thinking he could do it for long. Zack was bigger and physically stronger than he was and he'd already proved that in a contest of wrestling, he'd beat Cloud every time.

 

Reno began to move slowly, staring into Zack's eyes as he did so. He gasped each time he rocked and a low moan rattled in his throat when the other man's cock pressed firmly against his prostate. “Oh…fuck,” Reno grunted as Zack started moving his pelvis. He moved faster and suddenly, Cloud maneuvered himself behind him and straddled Zack's legs. The blonde pressed against Reno's back and put his arms around him, his mouth kissing the Turk's shoulders and neck. Reno gasped his name as Cloud's hands settled on his hips and gripped them firmly.

 

Much as Rufus liked to do at times during threesomes, Cloud began to guide Reno's motions and support his body. The redhead whimpered with pleasure and turned his head to gasp a soft plea in Cloud's ear.

 

“You sure?” Cloud murmured huskily.

 

Reno nodded and Cloud moved his right hand around to the front of the Turk's pelvis and curled his fingers around the base of his erection. He squeezed just hard enough to prevent ejaculation and Reno grunted his thanks.

 

Zack watched them both and regulated his breathing as much as possible through the pleasure he felt. He understood why Reno had asked Cloud to do that, but what he couldn't know was that the redhead was about to demonstrate the skills that once made Rufus Shinra swear he had pelvic bruises for days.

 

Reno braced himself and began to change his pace and force. He saw Zack's amethyst eyes widen a little and he smirked. Placing his hands flat against Zack's hard-muscled chest for support, the Turk steadily increased the intensity of his rocking and bouncing. It hurt a little…he'd only ever ridden Rufus and Cloud this hard before and they weren't hung like Zack and Rude were. He paced himself, going a little slower than normal so that his body could adjust before he got too rough. He used his posterior muscles as he rode him, intensifying his grip on his shaft.

 

“Unh…sh-shit,” Zack blurted. His eyes glazed and his vision blurred. Reno probably had the best muscle control and instincts he'd ever experienced from a uke. He clenched as Zack's cock slid out and relaxed when he took it back in, effectively milking the length. His body squeezed hard enough to almost hurt, but at the same time it was so good it provoked a piteous moan from Zack's lips.

 

“You ain't felt nothing yet, baby,” Reno panted, smiling at his captive. He was adapted to Zack's size and the increased force now. He began to buck on top of the black-haired fighter, rough enough to put Cloud off-balance and make him lose his grip on him. The blonde muttered in surprise but quickly recovered and matched Reno's motions while Zack cursed raggedly and strained beneath him. Reno pinched the dark-haired man's nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, using just enough pressure to make him wince.

 

Zack growled and he nearly broke the handcuffs binding him to the bed. The sensations Reno was giving him warred between pleasure and pain. At this rate, it wasn't improbable that the redhead would eventually make him “buckle”.

 

~Un-fucking-believable! Does he do this to Cloud? Kjata's hooves don't pound this damn hard! No wonder he didn't complain about what I did to him that first night in the cabin.~

 

It was getting more intense by the moment and soon the bed was creaking alarmingly and banging into the wall. Reno hollered with lust and leaned back against Cloud as his body tried to climax, but the blonde had a firm hold on his cock and it twitched in futility. Zack almost considered telling Cloud to let go of Reno's shaft so that he'd come. The tight clenching around his sex was getting hard to bear and he suspected he was going to spill himself when he came.

 

~*************************************~

 

Rude turned up the volume on the television and tried very hard to maintain an air of indifference to the sounds that were floating through the wall from the next room over. Not that he had a problem with Reno's activities with others, but due to his guest for the night he was thoroughly wishing his room was another door down from Cloud and Zack's.

 

Reno's cries were the loudest, of course. “Gimme that big cock, Soldier Boy!”

 

Genesis reclined sleepily on the bed while Rude sat in the chair next to it. After a while, the moans and grunts finally provoked a response from the redhead.

 

“It sounds like your partner has his hands full.” Genesis remarked casually, his eyes remaining on the nightly news broadcasted on the television.

 

“Yeah,” agreed Rude. He cleared his throat and kept his eyes glued on the screen as well.

 

Zack's exclamation carried through the wall next. “Damn, Reno…did you get Mako infusions in those hips or what?!”

 

Cloud's lust-roughened voice broke in and cautioned the two of them to be quiet. “We've got people trying to sleep all around us, guys.”

 

Out the corner of his eye, Rude saw Genesis watching him closely. The bald Turk unconsciously began to hunch in his seat, shrinking himself in the chair in an effort to vanish from sight.

 

“You aren't jealous?” Genesis inquired lightly.

 

Rude shook his head. “Reno's a free spirit. We don't just stick with each other.”

 

Genesis considered the explanation thoughtfully and stroked his chin. “Interesting. For some reason, you impressed me as the protective sort of lover.”

 

Rude cleared his throat and nodded. “You aren't wrong. There's just…nothing to protect him from when it comes to those two. Know what I mean?”

 

“So you trust Strife and Fair implicitly?” Genesis smiled a little.

 

“Can you give me a reason why I shouldn't?” countered Rude.

 

“No.” Genesis shook his head. “I'm simply curious about this open arrangement you've got. I've never had the pleasure, myself.”

 

Rude almost slid right out of his chair and he straightened himself back up in it hastily and loosened his tie. “You've never…been with anyone?”

 

“I didn't say that.” Genesis chuckled. “I said I've never been in an open relationship. Actually, I've never been in any sort of long-term arrangement. What is it like?”

 

Rude looked at him, wondering if the redhead was toying with him. Genesis wore an expression of earnest curiosity. It wasn't the sort of thing Rude ever expected to see on the fighter's sculpted face…but then, he'd come to know more about him over the past few days than he'd ever known before. Genesis wasn't the enemy anymore. His status as a potential ally made it easier to get to know him.

 

“I don't have any complaints.” Rude thought about it. “There's no obligation but at the same time, I can count on him to be there and he can count on me, too. Maybe I'm not the person to ask about this sort of thing. We don't have a normal relationship.”

 

“It seems to work for both of you,” pointed out the redhead. The noise from the next room was starting to die down and he smirked at Rude, amused by his tension. “You seem rather conservative for such a relationship.”

 

“I'm just not loud about it,” Rude stated. Deciding that they'd discussed all there was to discuss about his relationship with Reno, he came up with a question of his own. “So why are you doing what you're doing? You said something about redemption to the `goddess', but don't you think you'd get that done faster if you would have just joined us from the start?”

 

“Ideally, yes,” agreed Genesis. “But had I done that I'd have been directly betraying my brothers and sisters. Truly though, it doesn't matter what I choose. If I side with them, I harm innocent people. If I side with you, I betray Deepground. I'm sinning either way.”

 

Rude frowned. “So you're screwed no matter what you do?”

 

Genesis sighed. “Yes. I'm screwed.”

 

It wasn't fair. Regardless of what he'd done in the past, he was doing the right thing now and Rude thought the guy deserved a break. Or maybe he felt that way because like Genesis, the Turks were turning over a new leaf. He remembered how desperately Strife had sought forgiveness and the kid wasn't even guilty of doing anything wrong! If it was that hard for a hero to get the redemption he wanted, was it even possible for people like them to do it, too?

 

“You look disturbed,” Genesis observed.

 

Rude shrugged. “I just think a man should get some slack when he's trying to do good.”

 

“Instant gratification?” pondered the fighter with a tilted head. “I don't think the world or the goddess herself works that way. I think redemption comes when the good you do outweighs the evil. Simply deciding to change isn't enough; the effort is directly proportional to the sins committed…so I have a lot to atone for in order to earn forgiveness.”

 

“Hmph…seems like it'd almost be easier to just stick with what you know,” Rude grumbled.

 

Genesis smiled faintly and nodded. “It seems that way. Easy isn't always best. It took near death and rejection for me to understand that. Can you?”

 

“Yeah, I get it.” Rude heaved a sigh. He really did understand—he just didn't like it.

 

The noise from the next room softened. They could still hear the moans and gasps of pleasure coming through the wall but it sounded like Reno and the others had satisfied their initial wild streak or were running out of steam. Rude felt some relief at that, if only because it embarrassed him for Genesis to be subjected to such vulgar sounds. Despite his miser status, there was something about the former Soldier that made him seem refined and cultured. Rude knew he didn't have “virgin ears” but like Rufus, he didn't seem like the crude sort, regardless of his sexual status.

 

Rude glanced over at his guest again and saw that his eyes were heavy-lidded. He reached out and turned off the night lamp, leaving only the television casting light into the room. Genesis nodded thankfully at him.

 

“Goodnight, friend. You really don't have to sleep in that chair or on the floor,” Genesis murmured tiredly. “I think two grown men can share a bed without panicking or losing control of themselves.”

 

Rude wasn't so sure about that. While he was awake he could control himself, sure. When he was asleep, however, he had a knack for sprawling over his bed partners or instinctively seeking their warmth in an embrace. Genesis's build was something between Reno and Rufus and the bald man suspected that his sleeping mind would make that connection and he'd end up glomping the man unintentionally.

 

“I'll think about it,” Rude mumbled.

 

~********************************~

 

Reno collapsed against Zack, laying his head on the man's shoulder and pressing his hands against his heaving chest while still straddling him. Cloud stretched out beside the two of them, still aroused but not unsatisfied with the encounter and his part in it. He held back a smile as he watched the expressions flit over Zack's face, ranging from satisfaction to amazement to discomfort.

 

“Shit, you're still hard,” Reno panted. He'd felt the other man come inside of him but there hadn't been a telling wetness with it. He pulled back to examine Zack and he combed his dark bangs out of his eyes.

 

“Just barely managed it,” Zack admitted between gasps. “Damn Reno…I think you gave me some more bruises.”

 

The Turk snickered and lowered his head to nibble at Zack's lips. “I warned ya, didn't I?”

 

“Guess I underestimated you,” conceded the fighter dryly. He shifted beneath Reno, making the redhead gasp. “Sore?”

 

Reno nodded. “Yeah…a ride like that usually does it to me but with a rod like yours, I think I might need to get an icepack or something.”

 

“Doesn't surprise me, the way you went at it,” Zack chuckled. “So are we done with these cuffs? I've still got a chocobo to think about.” He nodded at Cloud, who was smirking silently and looking particularly inviting in his state of arousal.

 

“Yeah, we're done with the cuffs,” agreed Reno. “Just let me—”

 

He started to climb off of Zack's prone form but before he could so much as lift his aching flesh off of his erection, the black-haired man snapped the links of both cuffs as if they were mere twisty ties. Reno stared with an open mouth at the two lone cuffs still fastened to the bedposts, then at their mates, which were still secured around Zack's wrists like kinky bracelets.

 

“Yo, I was gonna get the key and let you out of `em!” protested the Turk. Damn, he'd expected Zack to be able to break free of them but not that fast! He broke Cloud's record.

 

“Oops,” Zack winced. He smiled engagingly at the frustrated redhead and stroked his hips with both hands. “Sorry, foxy. I'll buy you some more.”

 

Reno sighed, his anger bleeding out of him in response to the boyish apology. “Nah, I've got a whole supply of them at home. They don't make me pay for `em…but they might start at the rate I'm going through them with you and Blondie.”

 

He climbed off of Zack, moaning faintly as the other man's still-hard cock slid out of him. Zack helped him and gave him a soft, gentle kiss as he lay on his side. Cloud was already embracing the sable-haired fighter from behind and pressing against him suggestively, all shyness abandoned in the face of his un-sated desire. Zack turned around and kissed the blonde, still breathing heavily from his earlier activities with Reno.

 

“If you're too tired, I can just take care of myself,” Cloud murmured against his mouth.

 

Zack pulled away and gave the blonde a scandalized look. “Too tired? Me? I may be a little beaten up but I'm never too tired for some Cloud loving.” He demonstrated his point by rolling the smaller fighter onto his back and grinning down at him while he pressed his arousal against his thigh. Cloud's soft, needy groan and heavy-lidded blue eyes told him that he'd get no objections from him.

 

They took a few moments to get him ready before Zack inquired what position he wanted. Eager and thankful that he was so considerate of his needs, the blonde admitted he felt like spooning. He turned on his side and pressed his back against Zack's front, turning his head for a kiss while his dark-haired lover positioned himself. Cloud's breath escaped in a groan as Zack gently eased into him and he pushed his ass back for more, encouraging the penetration. The cool metal of the broken cuffs still encircling Zack's wrists pressed against Cloud's stomach and ribs as he embraced him from behind, but he didn't mind. There was something sexy about it and he knew that if he'd had such thoughts a year or so ago, he'd be blushing from head to toe right now.

 

Zack wasn't lying to Reno about his suspicions of bruising. His pelvis ached a bit as he began to slowly pump against Cloud, but the sensation of the blonde's tight body squeezing him made up for it. He loosened his embrace and began to explore Cloud's body with his hands, sliding his palms and fingers over the soft skin and tracing the muscle and bone structure. He wondered how Cloud managed to keep his skin so silky. Zack almost would have compared it to a woman's skin, except the very male muscle definition beneath it made such a comparison seem foolish. He nuzzled the blonde's drying hair and gasped against his ear as he settled on a smooth, gentle rhythm. Cloud's hitching breath and soft moans made him smile. Like Reno said in the beginning, a hard screw was all well and good but what really got Cloud going was a slow ride.

 

Zack felt another, leaner body press full-length against his back, while deft, long-fingered hands glided over his back and buttocks. He turned his head and tilted it back, seeking Reno's mouth with his own. The Turk's lips immediately covered his and the pink tongue sensually traced them. Zack deepened the kiss and groaned softly, dropping one hand low on Cloud's body to fondle his rigid cock. The blonde sighed his name and rocked with pleasure, one hand covering the one that Zack was stroking him with. Zack felt Reno's hand slip between his thighs from behind and he wondered what he was up to…until said hand found his balls and began to knead them skillfully.

 

“Mmph…that's going to…make me come too fast,” Zack warned breathlessly, breaking the kiss. It felt so damn good and he knew he couldn't take it for long in conjunction with the pleasure of Cloud's warmth massaging his shaft.

 

“Don't worry about it,” purred the Turk. “Blondie's already on his way. Let's make a game of it and see how long you can last, hot shot.”

 

“You little demon,” Zack panted.

 

His one consolation was that indeed, Cloud's breathing rhythm and increasingly louder moans suggested it wouldn't be long before he found his release. Zack clenched his teeth and kept his motions steady, deep and slow as he fought the urge to writhe against Reno's caressing hand. The Turk did something next that made a shiver pass through Zack's spine and drove him to curse. The only adjective Zack could think of for the way Reno's fingertips rubbed and stroked his scrotum was “tickling.” It wasn't the same kind of tickle produced by a goose to the ribs or a glide over the belly. It was stimulating in a way that was far more pleasurable than irritating.

 

“Hey Strife, I found a new weakness for our bird boy,” Reno announced with a wicked smirk. “He likes it when his balls are tickled.”

 

“Wh-what?” Cloud gasped. His ability to think coherently was severely crippled as the pressure built in his pelvic area. He tried to comprehend what Reno had said but at that moment, Zack's cock stroked just the right spot in passing and the blonde's eyes rolled. He twitched sporadically in Zack's stroking hand and he moaned the names of both his companions as he came.

 

Zack cursed again as he held still within Cloud's clenching body to let him ride his orgasm out. It was so very hard to resist bucking, with Reno doing that to him. “Oh, damn,” he gasped as he started to shudder uncontrollably.

 

Reno caught the dark-haired fighter's un-pierced earlobe between his teeth and tugged on it, purring with satisfaction at the husky groans and grunts that escaped Zack's lips. He kept fondling his balls until Zack wriggled his hips and shoved himself more firmly into Cloud's body. This time he knew the bigger man was spurting with his climax, because Reno could feel his balls clenching beneath his stroking fingers. The shaken moan that escaped Zack's open mouth was gratifying to the redhead's ears. He vowed to play with Wolfy this way more often, from now on.

 

When their respective climaxes ended, both Zack and Cloud collapsed together on the bed and panted heavily. Reno pulled his hand out from between Zack's thighs and reached around the larger fighter's body to caress Cloud's shoulder, while at the same time he kissed Zack's neck and felt his pulse racing beneath his lips.

 

~Eat your heart out, world. Envy my harem of sexy hunks.~

 

Reno relaxed behind Zack, keeping one arm carelessly draped over both him and Cloud. He smiled as he closed his eyes. Oh yeah, he had a complete collection now and he knew people envied him his good fortune.

 

~*****************************************~

 

-To be continued