The Prospect of Giving In [FFVII: Crisis Core, Angeal/Genesis] Title: The Prospect of Giving In Author:shimyaku Rating: R Warnings: man-love, angst Word count: 740 Prompt: Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core, Angeal/Genesis: conflict of interest – “Protect me from what I want.” A/N: So very very late... This fic just didn't want to be written. I think this is the 4th incarnation of it - but at least I finished this one...
Flinging open the door to his apartment, Angeal kicked off his combat boots with a huff, lumbering his way into the bedroom without even bothering to turn on a light or even check if his roommate was present. The latter question was answered soon enough however, as he found the redhead propped up on his own bed, wrapped casually in a crimson silk dressing gown with a well-worn copy of Loveless in his hands. Ignoring the other man's probing look from over the top of his favoured manuscript, the dark-haired First Class all but collapsed down onto his back on the end of the bed, his feet hanging down to the floor and his arms splayed carelessly at his sides.
Genesis made a show of putting his book down on the side table, rather irritated by the fact that he'd been interrupted, but more so that Angeal was obviously in a bad mood and had landed himself on the mattress as far away from him as possible. He had been about to scold his longtime friend for his cold demeanour when he suddenly noticed that the problem was in fact, already staring him in the face, so to speak. The twitching bulge in Angeal's pants was all he needed to see - obviously his friend had been out training with Zack again, and the little spiky-haired imp had likely been jumping on, and clinging to Angeal like no tomorrow, completely oblivious to the First Class's lustful reactions and the guilt-ridden desire that flared in his eyes. Genesis had seen it enough times to know.
Stretching out one leg he managed to just reach Angeal, and so he toed gently at the other SOLDIER's shoulder to try and attract his attention. He didn't turn to look back at Genesis, but he did flinch a little at the poking, his chest heaving as he exhaled a shuddering breath.
"It hurts, Gen."
And although he did retract his leg, Genesis was quite aware his friend wasn't referring to his toe.
Finally glancing to his side, Angeal stared back at the redhead, and he watched on with glassy eyes as the other SOLDIER slid himself sensually down the bed, gracefully elongating his arms above his head to grasp the headboard. Genesis never broke eye contact even as he arched his back with a pleasured sigh, his red robe falling away from his bare thighs as he teasingly parted his legs, inviting the other First Class in.
Angeal felt his cock throb at the sight of his friend, nearly causing him to grunt out in pain. He'd been rock hard ever since he'd left Zack's side earlier - his trainee had crushed himself against his chest in an enthused farewell hug just as he always did, and as per usual, his body had responded like a lightning bolt, his erection springing up inside his pants within seconds. The First Class could only cringe - he certainly wasn't a teenager any more, but seemingly he couldn't help his body's reactions any more than he could help his age.
Not able to deny his needs any longer, Angeal shifted himself further onto the bed, twisting around so that he could easily slide himself between the redhead's parted thighs, groaning as his hardened length pressed against Genesis' own. Feeling the other man's legs wrap themselves around his waist, pulling him closer, the dark-haired man leaned down into his friend's neck, nipping and sucking on the skin in earnest.
Genesis moaned and pushed up into him, rocking his body rhythmically as he reached down to tug at the fastenings of Angeal's pants. The redhead chuckled darkly as he slipped his hand inside to grip the iron-hard flesh of his friend's cock, taking pleasure in the other SOLDIER's strangled whimpers of desperation.
"One day you're going to give in," he taunted, flicking his tongue over Angeal's ear, "and you're going to hate yourself for ever holding back."
With some rapid flicks of his wrist and pressure in just the right places, Genesis had the other First Class cumming into his hand within moments, his solid frame trembling as he tried to keep himself from crumpling down upon the redhead's body. Angeal's heavy panting told him just how exhausted he already was, but they were far from being done - a few taunting words about a certain trainee would see that Angeal would be wanting his body for many an hour yet.