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Not sure why I wrote this. But I did. Seph and Zack kinda smut. *nods* Not exactly details, but I had fun. *nods more* 323 words.
His mouth is hot. Always hot, like a rock that’s been baking in the sun all day. Teeth sharp against his skin, and Zack couldn’t help the little gasp that escaped, though he knew they had to be quiet. The teeth pressed harder in warning, and he shivered under them.
There were rules about the sort of thing. Well, rules for between SOLDIERs and the regular troops. All sorts of fraternization rules and abuse of power, the like.
Rules that were strangely absent for SOLDIER-SOLDIER interactions.
Hands were rough on his clothing, yanking at them in an effort to get them off, and he returned the favor, ignoring the way silver hair got everywhere. It didn’t matter if he yanked it, just like it didn’t matter if his own hair got pulled on. It was simply part of this, this rough, hurried thing.
The moment clothing was enough out of the way, he was slammed against the wall, and all that heat that was Seph was pressed against his front, even as they both snarled into the kiss that happened from nowhere. Zack could taste blood, but he wasn’t sure whose it was. Didn’t matter, anyway.
Not like they would have listened to rules if there had been any, but SOLDIERs didn’t do so well with weaker, unenhanced people. If they were careful, yeah, but sometimes, well, something seemed to curl up hot and heavy in their throats and there was only one way to deal with it.
It was over way too fast, simply rubbing against each other and hearing the almost sub-vocal noises the other was making. He could taste Seph’s shudder in his mouth, and he smiled, sharp and pleased. This...this was good. This wasn’t a time for the past, or future. It didn’t have anything to do with Shinra, or labs. It was just the two of them, and that was perfectly all right with Zack.
His mouth is hot. Always hot, like a rock that’s been baking in the sun all day. Teeth sharp against his skin, and Zack couldn’t help the little gasp that escaped, though he knew they had to be quiet. The teeth pressed harder in warning, and he shivered under them.
There were rules about the sort of thing. Well, rules for between SOLDIERs and the regular troops. All sorts of fraternization rules and abuse of power, the like.
Rules that were strangely absent for SOLDIER-SOLDIER interactions.
Hands were rough on his clothing, yanking at them in an effort to get them off, and he returned the favor, ignoring the way silver hair got everywhere. It didn’t matter if he yanked it, just like it didn’t matter if his own hair got pulled on. It was simply part of this, this rough, hurried thing.
The moment clothing was enough out of the way, he was slammed against the wall, and all that heat that was Seph was pressed against his front, even as they both snarled into the kiss that happened from nowhere. Zack could taste blood, but he wasn’t sure whose it was. Didn’t matter, anyway.
Not like they would have listened to rules if there had been any, but SOLDIERs didn’t do so well with weaker, unenhanced people. If they were careful, yeah, but sometimes, well, something seemed to curl up hot and heavy in their throats and there was only one way to deal with it.
It was over way too fast, simply rubbing against each other and hearing the almost sub-vocal noises the other was making. He could taste Seph’s shudder in his mouth, and he smiled, sharp and pleased. This...this was good. This wasn’t a time for the past, or future. It didn’t have anything to do with Shinra, or labs. It was just the two of them, and that was perfectly all right with Zack.
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And, yeah, that would be hot.
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PWP do have their uses. ::licks fic slowly::
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Oh, if I could only draw.
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And I have to say that this was so very, very hot. And I'm not even in the fandom. You are very awesome. <3
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Smut transcends fandom boundaries? *grins*
And thank you, I am happy you liked it.