Final Fantasy VII, Sephiroth/Cloud/SHM, brothers forever
Based on this story/picture by [Bad username: ”dogmatix”]
Sephiroth purred as he watched his three brothers writhe together in a mass of pale coils and golden limbs. The vibrant green markings were the only way to tell which tentacle belonged to which brother as both Yazoo and Kadaj teased Cloud by holding him tightly with their extra limbs, preventing him from moving as they touched and tasted as much of him as they could.
Reaching down, Sephiroth threaded his fingers through the short hair of his fourth brother as Loz showed his continuing enjoyment for his current treat, sucking and slurping Sephiroth’s hardness. Banded tentacles twitched lazily around Loz with a couple curled under the gentle brother, and Sephiroth knew that those tentacles were quite busy under the others.
His brothers were truly beautiful beings, and Sephiroth was blessed to have them with him over the decades. Of course, he had known that when they had rescued him from Hojo’s clutches over a century ago before helping him take over the world. That part had been ridiculously easy, and since then, they had ruled like the royalty they were as the last descendants of the Cetra. It had taken a couple of decades to realize that they weren’t aging like normal, but then they simply shrugged it off as a gift of Gaia or the Cetra and continued ruling.
Cloud cried out in delighted surprise as Kadaj and Yazoo laughed, and Sephiroth turned his head to find that both had worked a tentacle into their blond brother, much to his delight. A satisfied smirk curled Sephiroth’s lips as he watched the three move together in a rhythm that had taken time to learn. Perhaps later, he would send Loz over to play with them as well while he watched.