Title: Five Ficlets: Tentacles
Author: GW Katrina aka
icedark_elf
Rating: PG-15 for implied sex
Length: 600 words
Pairings: Zack/Cloud, Sephiroth/Cloud, Sephiroth/Zack/Cloud
Type: Five ficlets
Genre: Slash, floofy
Warnings: Well… tentacles.
Writing for
dogmatix_san and the new tentacle comm.,
takoyaoi_love
Five Ficlets: Tentacles
Ankles
He almost didn’t catch the kick as Cloud retaliated against the tickling. “Damnit, Zack! Why are you so damn fixated on my -ankles-, of all things?”
Still holding the blond’s leg, Zack grinned and massaged the limb lightly. “Cause I don’t have them any more. Plus your’s are ticklish.”
A bit of a pause there, and Zack got a glimmer of something in Spike’s eye that he didn’t know what it was. He didn’t want to know what it was, either, so he diverted his attention and Cloud’s by nibbling on the man’s ankle.
“Zaaaaack!”
Shame
When the unexpected results of the experiment had appeared, Seph had, well, not exactly shame, but been more than mildly disturbed about the idea of being seen by others like this. He knew he was different, always knew that, but he had at least looked mostly normal.
Then the results occurred with the first 1st Class SOLDIERs, and he hadn’t felt quite so odd about being with people again, at least not the ones he worked with, and that was all he really cared about. The fact that they did look different seem to give him something to have in common with them. But he still felt even more uncomfortable than before with so called ‘normal’ people. Even Zack hadn’t been able to help that, because, by the time he had really figured out Zack was actually trying to be friends with him, the black haired man had been like him.
Which was why he was so…clinging of Cloud. Cloud was normal still, not enhanced, not changed. And he still wanted to be next to Sephiroth, didn’t shy away from the tentacles, didn’t have even a trace of the fear others had. Awe, yes, other things he didn’t recognize, yes, but Sephiroth knew fear, and he didn’t see any of it in Cloud when Cloud looked at him.
Probably the best gift the boy would ever be able to give him.
Love
Love was a lot of things.
Right now, love was Zack melting into a happy, oozy pile on Cloud’s lap as the blond took the time to massage all the mass of limbs that Zack had been mistreating all day.
At that moment, Zack, once he pulled himself together, would have conquered a small country or two for Cloud. Even let the boy stop massaging to do so.
That was love.
Physical
Sometimes it was about emotions. The way one of them would look at each other, the happy smile, soft words. Hugs and snuggles and contentment.
Sometimes it was just physical. Hot and hard and slick. Touches that were rough and the needy whines of want. Gropes and using and need.
It was a good balance between the three of them.
Friend
“Why do you do this, Strife?” Hesitation.
Answered by confusion. “Sir?”
“Why do you let us do this to you? I see you limp afterwards, quite often. I know we are not the most…gentle of beings when we do this.” A bit of sorrow. “So why let us?”
“Sir, only the fact that I’d like to think that we are friends as well as lovers keeps me from telling Zack what you just said.” Soft snort and a bit of frustration.
“Friends?” Confused.
“Yes.” Steady and certain. “And that would also be the answer to your question.” Soft teasing.
A moment of silence. “Oh.” Soft, pleased tone. “Good.”
Author: GW Katrina aka
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Rating: PG-15 for implied sex
Length: 600 words
Pairings: Zack/Cloud, Sephiroth/Cloud, Sephiroth/Zack/Cloud
Type: Five ficlets
Genre: Slash, floofy
Warnings: Well… tentacles.
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Five Ficlets: Tentacles
Ankles
He almost didn’t catch the kick as Cloud retaliated against the tickling. “Damnit, Zack! Why are you so damn fixated on my -ankles-, of all things?”
Still holding the blond’s leg, Zack grinned and massaged the limb lightly. “Cause I don’t have them any more. Plus your’s are ticklish.”
A bit of a pause there, and Zack got a glimmer of something in Spike’s eye that he didn’t know what it was. He didn’t want to know what it was, either, so he diverted his attention and Cloud’s by nibbling on the man’s ankle.
“Zaaaaack!”
Shame
When the unexpected results of the experiment had appeared, Seph had, well, not exactly shame, but been more than mildly disturbed about the idea of being seen by others like this. He knew he was different, always knew that, but he had at least looked mostly normal.
Then the results occurred with the first 1st Class SOLDIERs, and he hadn’t felt quite so odd about being with people again, at least not the ones he worked with, and that was all he really cared about. The fact that they did look different seem to give him something to have in common with them. But he still felt even more uncomfortable than before with so called ‘normal’ people. Even Zack hadn’t been able to help that, because, by the time he had really figured out Zack was actually trying to be friends with him, the black haired man had been like him.
Which was why he was so…clinging of Cloud. Cloud was normal still, not enhanced, not changed. And he still wanted to be next to Sephiroth, didn’t shy away from the tentacles, didn’t have even a trace of the fear others had. Awe, yes, other things he didn’t recognize, yes, but Sephiroth knew fear, and he didn’t see any of it in Cloud when Cloud looked at him.
Probably the best gift the boy would ever be able to give him.
Love
Love was a lot of things.
Right now, love was Zack melting into a happy, oozy pile on Cloud’s lap as the blond took the time to massage all the mass of limbs that Zack had been mistreating all day.
At that moment, Zack, once he pulled himself together, would have conquered a small country or two for Cloud. Even let the boy stop massaging to do so.
That was love.
Physical
Sometimes it was about emotions. The way one of them would look at each other, the happy smile, soft words. Hugs and snuggles and contentment.
Sometimes it was just physical. Hot and hard and slick. Touches that were rough and the needy whines of want. Gropes and using and need.
It was a good balance between the three of them.
Friend
“Why do you do this, Strife?” Hesitation.
Answered by confusion. “Sir?”
“Why do you let us do this to you? I see you limp afterwards, quite often. I know we are not the most…gentle of beings when we do this.” A bit of sorrow. “So why let us?”
“Sir, only the fact that I’d like to think that we are friends as well as lovers keeps me from telling Zack what you just said.” Soft snort and a bit of frustration.
“Friends?” Confused.
“Yes.” Steady and certain. “And that would also be the answer to your question.” Soft teasing.
A moment of silence. “Oh.” Soft, pleased tone. “Good.”
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Friend - awwww, Cloud and Zack are finally getting it through Seph's thick skull. X3
Ankles - wow, that- yeah, missing his ankles..... *pets Zack*
Shame - ....Yes, just yes. (ano, 'best gift', methinks, instead of 'best give'?)
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*bows* I'm glad you liked them. *sneaky puppy eyes* Pictures make me work faster. You know you want more wigglies.
I've been having people just give me five random words and that's been my only prompt. Glad you liked them.
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Probably the best gift the boy would ever be able to give him.
They're great, but I love Shame.
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It was from downstairs. Cloud tightened his hands around his rifle, trying to pretend that they weren't shaking. Zack had told him about how Sephiroth had been hiding himself in the library down there, mumbling nonsense and accusing him of being a traitor. Had Sephiroth done something down there? Had Zack tried to intercede? Were they both all right?
The shouting wasn't dying down. It was getting worse. Cloud felt sick.
"--monster! What else--"
"--human--"
"--how could--"
"--Hojo--"
Oh yes. Looking down the crickety stairwell and hearing Hojo mentioned, Cloud really wanted to go back up the stairs and hide under the blankets. Maybe this was all just a bad dream.
He heard what sounded like someone being thrown into something hard. Cringing, Cloud stumbled down the stairs. Why by Odin did he get stuck with the two violent first class SOLDIERS?
"Sephiroth!" Zack howled. Taking a deep breath, Cloud ran the rest of the way.
Cloud followed the shouts, trying to ignore the small lab. It was too easy to imagine what could have happened here. Light shone under the library door, and he could see where figures were moving, casting shadows. He swallowed, hearing another meaty thunk.
...dammit.
"Guys!" he shouted, kicking at the door. To his surprise, it opened immediately. What Cloud saw in there didn't surprise him, though.
It almost killed all of his higher brain functions, but it didn't surprise him.
Balancing on sleek, writhing tentacles, Zack and Sephiroth faced off, the broken remains of a desk between them. Only his coat clothed Sephiroth, revealing exactly where the tentacles began at his torso. Zack twisted his upper body, but he had enough clothes left that Cloud couldn't see where flesh transformed into scales.
That was all right. He had enough of a view.
"Spike," Zack began shakily.
Sephiroth's face was turned away from Cloud, but he could still tell that it was twisted, eyes glowing with an animalistic rage. One tentacle smashed against a desk leg, completely shattering it.
Cloud blinked, realizing a moment too late that he had dropped his gun somewhere in his travels. It was all right. Tentacles kicked his rifle's ass any day of the week.
"Aeris is going to be in heaven," he managed.
All tentacles froze. Zack and Sephiroth stared at him. Cloud shook his head and kneeled to grab his gun again. "Zack," he began. He swallowed and glanced nervously at Sephiroth. "Sir?" He started asking if they were all right, realized that was the dumbest possible question he could possibly ask, and swallowed again. "How are you going to get up the stairs?"
...No. That was the dumbest possible question he could ask.
"Strife?" Sephiroth inquired softly, the fire fading from emerald eyes.
Zack was still staring at him. "You're right," he said in awe. "Aeris would love this."
Sephiroth stared between both of them. Even as he began mumbling to himself, Cloud tried to figure out how to get them both up the stairway. A distant part of his mind babbled nonsensically about tentacles. Another part noted that they both still looked hot. Yet another decided Aeris might have the right idea.
The rest decided, for his sanity's sake, he had better focus on the here and now.
"Pullies?" Cloud offered weakly.
~~~~~
Just scratched out. ...Yeah. *coughs*
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::is going to blame you if I end up stuck in a knee-deep pile of fluffy tentaclebunnies::
....
::surrenders to the eyes and snuggles 'em to bits::
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My initial reaction was "More tentacle fic! There could be nothing better!" but then I realized tentacle fic that
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-_- i am weak...i know. And i loved it...Love, was adorable ^_^
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-snuggles tentacles and purrs-
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These stories are short, but they are describing their characters and feelings so gut. Thank you.
Please, oh, please, don't mind if I translate these stories into Russian for our Seph/Zack/Cloud community. Your permission would be like a personal gift for me.
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I love this trio, you write them so nicely! Cloud´s very sweet and no-nonsence at the same time, Zack is pure "Zackness" which I can´t explain but you have it and Seph is still our dear general, who CAN love, after all.
::hugs and kisses for your writings::