Title: Checkers: Ridiculous
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII/Megaman X
Characters/pairings: Sephiroth/Zero
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Really, it was all quite ridiculous.
Warnings: Crackporn
Notes: Old writing, from way back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made) I suggest reading the
explanation first.
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This was getting ridiculous.
Zero's back hit the wall hard enough to rattle his teeth, forcing several curses from his mouth. Sephiroth ignored this, too busy nipping and sucking at the reploid's neck to bother responding. One hand sank into heavy gold hair as the other tugged at the blond's belt in annoyance. Zero's hands were firmly tangled in his hair, fingers clutching his scalp.
Things were definitely out of control.
With a triumphant grunt, Sephiroth finally got Zero's belt undone and immediately set to doing the same to the blond's pants. One of Zero's hands left his hair and started to methodically unbuckle the numerous belts holding the general's pants shut.
Their libidos, for one thing.
Sephiroth dropped both hands to Zero's ass, lifting the reploid up and trapping him against the wall. Zero wrapped his legs around the general's waist and growled something unintelligible, the half-formed words turning into a low moan as Sehpiroth's hand slid down the back of his pants. Sephiroth stroked a finger across the reploids entrance, smirking as he squirmed.
Their carelessness, for another.
Zero leaned forward, kissing the general fiercely as his hands made quick work of the man's pants. Sephiroth caught Zero's lip between his teeth, running his tongue along the sensitive flesh. His hands slid beneath the reploid's thighs and lifted, hooking his knees over his shoulders. Zero yanked at his own pants, pulling them down his legs until they were bunched against Sephiroth's chest.
They rarely even bothered with finding proper privacy anymore.
Sephiroth grinned, his fingers digging into Zero's ass as he pulled him closer, lifting him into postion. Zero growled and shifted until he could press down, impaling himself on Sephiroth's cock, head thrown back against the spike of pain-pleasure that ripped through his body. Sephiroth's knees nearly buckled at the sudden heat and pressure and he fought against it, pinning Zero harder against the wall in an effort to stay upright.
They rarely bothered with proper anything.
Zero's hands were back in Sephiroth's hair as the general thrust into him, the reploid bent nearly double. They were perfectly visible to anyone that came around the corner, gasping, moaning, cursing and praising all at once.
They fucked whenever the urge struck them.
Sephiroth shuddered, somehow able to still stand as he came, pulsing into Zero's body. Zero followed a moment later, pushed over the edge by the wet heat inside him.
And the urge struck often.
They were still only for a moment, well aware of the rest of the Chatrooms denizens not far away. Then Sephiroth lowered Zero back to his feet and the two redressed dispassionately. Zero glanced, Sephiroth smirked, then one went one way and one the other, urge sated for the time being.
Really, it was all quite ridiculous.