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Entry tags: | *final fantasy vii: cc, author: mystiri_1 |
A Touch of Strange - Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core, Lazard/Sephiroth, NC-17
Title: A Touch of Strange
Author: mystiri_1
Rating: NC-17
Word count: approx 12,000 for both parts
Warnings: mad scientists, male/male sex, wing!kink and plotting.
Prompt: July 20 - Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core, Lazard/winged!Sephiroth: wing kink - exploration
Summary: Sephiroth had a tendency to make Lazard change his plans...
Author's Note: Yes, I know this prompt is back up for this round, but I figured I'd be honest - it's a really late fic, not an early one. I injured my hand the week it was due, which will teach me to not have my fics written in advance. Then when the amnesty period came, it just kept getting longer. But here it is, anyway.
There were perks and compensations for working for ShinRa that went far beyond the high pay rate, luxury apartment and executive facilities. At least, that was how Lazard Deusericus viewed things. And the biggest perk of his job was the same thing that ShinRa's other executives found the most difficult: working with Sephiroth, General and SOLDIER First Class.
ShinRa was a hotbed of tempers and egos, within which the General was a pleasant oasis of calmness. While most executives within the company seemed to focus only on gaining more funding and pursuing whatever vices they desired, Sephiroth divided his time between training and work, whether that was to be found on a battlefield or within a boardroom. If Sephiroth pursued anything, it was greater skill. Although Lazard supposed it was only to be expected of someone in the military, Sephiroth was compulsive about maintaining a high standard of physical fitness, something which fit his own prejudices about such things neatly: Lazard had no intention of ever being an overweight old man in an ill-fitting suit. Self-contained, meticulous and competent, he was everything Lazard admired.
It took him only a week to decide that the admiration he felt for the eye-catching General was, in fact, physical attraction. It was a small shock for him to realise it as previously he'd only had that particular response to females, but he had spent the past five years living in Junon, where they were surprisingly cosmopolitan about such things. It took him a little while longer to decide to act on it, and that was when it became problematic.
Lazard had plenty of experience with women. It was a fairly straightforward process: a few careful compliments to gauge their interest, flowers, a nice dinner, and then all he had to do was let events unfold as they would. An enjoyable night with no strings attached, sometimes a little more. It was a familiar routine, one he was confident in. It seemed to him, however, that such things should probably take a different course when dealing with another man.
Although it was amusing to picture just what Sephiroth's response would be if Lazard told him that he had beautiful eyes.
And there were further considerations. He had to work with Sephiroth afterwards, and so had no desire to either alienate the other man or embarrass himself. Lazard was greatly annoyed to find something that seemed beyond his ability to plan for, and reluctantly resigned himself to giving up on the idea.