Revival of the Departed

Title: Revival of the Departed

Author: J’dee

Series: Final Fantasy VII 

Rating: Mature – NC-17

Pairs: Zack X Cissnei part 1

Story: Alive and well, Zack has returned… but he’s not alone. Hojo’s experiments on him have caused some schizophrenic side effects. Sephiroth and Jenova are alive and well… inside him, plotting their return and destruction of the planet. Will Cloud be able to kill Sephiroth again when he’s housed inside the body of his best friend and mentor? Or can Zack finally take on Sephiroth himself?

(Het/Yaoi/Non-Con, Con)

Disclaimer: Make no money yadda yadda yadda, not my characters ect ect

Chapter Seventeen

Tifa looked up as Cloud and Zack finally walked in to the bar. “Oh you’re back.”

“Finally.” Cissnei added turning round in the stool.

Tifa noticed the buster sword Zack carried with hand, the hilt resting over his shoulder. “Almost as good as new… sorry it took so long. Extra buffing.” Zack grinned.

Tifa saw the blush on Cloud’s face and she shook her head. She didn’t want to know the truth behind what took them so long. It would probably be best not to enquire. It would hurt less in the long run.

Zack walked up to Cissnei looking down at her sitting on the stool. “You know you don’t have to do this just because it’s Tseng’s orders…”

He was startled as her hand grabbed him by the arm giving it a hard yank and he fell forward his hand landing on the bar to catch himself as her lips caught his. He felt the kiss move over his lips, letting his eyes close, he allowed her tongue to slip in to his mouth. It moved slowly through his mouth and he felt the hand move up his arm to behind his head fingers locking in to place through the spikes in his hair.

It had only been a few hours since Cloud and he had… but for some reason his body seemed to crave the attention and relish in the soft touches of the female Turk.

Cloud blinked watching the two and he saw Tifa smile at the action, blushing Cloud looked down he shouldn’t have had the jealous feeling he had right now, he was with Tifa wasn’t he? But his feelings for Zack just kept growing and it was complicating a lot of things.

‘What do I do? Do I even say anything?’ He thought watching as Cissnei let Zack’s head go. Their forehead’s still touching and he saw the smile they shared.

“Did you two want a room upstairs?” Tifa taunted.

Cissnei looked at her shaking her head. “No it’s okay…” She slipped from the stool her hand locking with Zack’s pulling him along behind her. “You have my number.”

“Where are we going?” Zack blinked as he was pulling along following.

Cloud caught the mako blue looking at him.

“To my apartment… where we won’t disrupt their business for the night.” Cissnei replied.

Cloud saw Zack give a quick wave before he was pulled out of the door, he didn’t even have time to let the sword go. Not that he would need it where he was going. Cloud understood his attachment to the weapon to let go would be to release that part of Angeal that he wanted to keep forever.

Tifa lent on the bar looking at Cloud watching the door. “Don’t look so worried.”

Cloud turned to look at her. “Sorry… I just…”

Tifa nodded. “You feel confused right now. It’s alright. I understand.”

The obvious shock on his face made her smile. “Zack it’s good just to have him back. You feel… lighter don’t you?”

Cloud caught Tifa’s eyes, she watched as he walked up to the bar leaning over it, she was surprised as his mouth moved to her lips taking them with his own.

Tifa moaned in to the mouth, his hand moving to touch the side of her face. Just when he confused her more he seemed to show her that he still cared, by the smallest of actions.

~*~*~*~

Rude stood at the door watching as Clover and Walker left the apartment, he looked over his shoulder at Reno lying slumped in the couch flicking through the stations on the television.

Rude only just made out the other two Turks conversation.

“Hey Walker… Why did Reno have Sephiroth’s pants in his apartment?”

“’Tch why would I know!” The former SOLDIER snapped.

Rude shut the door and looked at Reno it was a good question that ones who weren’t privy to the information didn’t need to know the answers for.

Reno flipped out his cellphone looking at the update he let out a yawn. “Cissnei’s taking Zack to her place…”

“I’m surprised she’s letting you know after the last stunt you pulled.” Rude shot his partner a look.

“She isn’t Tseng let me know. He’s asking for volunteers to stand at the door just in case Seph comes out.” Reno explained.

“Meaning… he wants you to let me know to go there.” Rude stated.

“Exactly. Tseng wants to see Zack after as well.” Reno added.

Rude nodded. “Stand guard then take him to Tseng.. and whose watching over you for the night?”

“Elena… according to this text. She’s gunna love that.” Reno chuckled.

Rude let out a sigh. “I’ll leave when she gets back.”

Reno stopped on a station and looked at the gardener explain different flowers and how what temperatures were successful for growing and he sat up on the couch slowly.

Walker had lost his cool with him only moments ago it was understandable the former SOLDIER was pissy when Jenova was mentioned he housed the bitch before Zack was woken up but to be teamed with Clover, his office partner in crime, the amount of pranks they’d pulled on almost everyone from Rufus to Cissnei, it was no wonder they both still had their jobs.

Walker had stalked up to Reno grabbing him by the collar and yanking him up. “You know as well as I do what I’ve had to deal with from that bitch joke about it again and you’ll wish it was Sephiroth here not me.”

Clover jumped on him puling back. “Back down Walker! Back down okay!”

Walker let Reno go as Clover pushed him in to the hall. “Check down there and remember to exhale.” Clover called out giving the former SOLDIER a kick on the ass.

Walker growled stalking down the hall and he heard Clover let out a breath.

Reno blinked looking at the hallway and Clover letting out a sigh. “Got your hands full with Mr. Anti-social don’t ya?”

Clover nodded his head. “Yeah… I’m sorry about him really I am. It’s just…. Jen…” The blonde trailed off looking to the side.

Reno sat up. “Question did Jenova come on to you too?”

Clover looked up and Reno saw the blue eyes wide before he looked to the side mumbling something about checking the balcony.

Reno raised a brow and jumped up following Clover on to the balcony. He saw the blonde standing there clutching at the railing his head dropped.

“She got you didn’t she… Jenova…”

Clover just nodded. “Yeah… more than once… you can’t say anything okay? Walker will kill me if anyone found out he feels bad about it.”

Reno placed his hand on Clover’s shoulder. “You me when I get back on duty we’re going to hit the bar okay?”

“Sounds good.” Clover mumbled. Reno blinked he knew there something else Clover usually piped up at the mention of alcohol, but he was still clutching the railing for dear life.

“There’s something else isn’t there yo?”

“You met Aerith didn’t you?” Clover asked.

“Yeah… cute as yo. But man oh man was she pissy when I stepped on her flowers.” Reno blinked and looked at Clover. “Why so curious.”

Clover looked at him. “I want to tell you but Tseng can’t know he can’t I don’t want it out there… I don’t want it exposed.”

Reno raised a brow then nodded and lent on the railing. “Got my word… so spill it before I explode yo.”

“What Aerith was… I am. She wasn’t the last… apparently.” Clover whispered.

Reno stopped and stood up. “You’re shitting me yo?”

Clover shook his head. “Ezekiel found out and told me, Walker knows but no one else knows… in the living flesh except you.”

“That’s big…” Reno mused leaning on the railing. “Tseng won’t know… promise. Just one thing… if you are to ever meet Zack… do not… go alone.” Last thing he wanted was Seph to come out and kill the blonde.

Clover nodded. “I’ll make sure Walker is with me if I do.”

“Good… but you might need a bit more than Walker yo… Velaruis, Cloud and maybe Sevvie and Vincent to. Just in case.” Reno remarked and he saw Clover’s blinking expression. “Trust me you will need it. Sephiroth is inside that man.”

Clover’s head fell to his hands on the railing with a sigh. “Goodbye stomach contents helllllo Masumune…”

“An ancient… I thought they were all in to flowers and crap…” Reno muttered. His office partner in prankster crime was descended from an ancient and the blonde never knew, only found out two days ago.

“I wonder if he’s related to her…” Reno mused and flipped the channel Clover wasn’t a flower person, he was a photocopy his ass and staple it to Rufus’ door person.

“When did everything start to get so messed up yo?” He mumbled letting his elbow rest on his knee.

~*~*~*~

Zack looked round Cissnei’s apartment his eyes moving over the various trappings of her home, it was humble, but it was nice it was a studio apartment, he had expected the full nine yards, but apparently not.

He stopped by the bookshelf and picked the photo off the shelf and looked at it. File photo. Sephiroth, Tifa and himself in Nibelhiem before everything went so horribly wrong and his eyes moved over Sephiroth’s image.

‘You’re not the Sephiroth I know!’ Zack had remembered shouting that at the former General, before Sephiroth had pretty much kicked his ass.

‘I’m going to save you from her Seph… whether you want me to or not.’ He thought.

‘I don’t need saving.’

‘You do and you know it.’ Zack argued back.

‘It will be you who needs saving when I am done.’

Zack shook his head. ‘Not happening.’

“Drink?” Cissnei asked.

Zack placed the photo down and he smiled. “Please.” He walked past where his sword was leaning against the wall near the window the afternoon light streaming through the window the glow of sunshine reflecting off the gold of the hilt.

Cissnei smiled and moved to the kitchen part opening the fridge and he smiled seeing her pull out a bottle of Vodka and she poured it in to a cup handing the drink to him.

He took it and downed the liquid quickly.

She took a swig from the bottle herself before putting it back in the fridge. She moved from the kitchen past him flipping the base of his un-tucked shirt and he watched her shed her Turk jacket off. Her shirt followed next and he moved up behind her his arms slipping round her naked waist his hands moving over the soft feminine skin.

‘A woman… for once… it’s a woman…’ Zack thought his mouth moving to her neck and she tilted it allowing him access and his hands moved up to her bra covered breasts taking one in each hand while his mouth nipped up her neck.

Her head turned to look at him and his mouth moved over the soft lips. One hand moved down her body slipping to the standard issue Turk pants with a flip of his thumb the button popped open, and his hand slipped in moving under panties his fingers finding the entrance to her heat.

“Zack…” Cissnei’s voice gasped against his lips, he saw the flush on her cheeks as he slipped two fingers in stroking against her inner walls, her hips rocked in to his hand urgently. His other hand rolling over her breasts, he felt one arm slip round his neck and hang on for dear life as she rode his fingers.

Each thrust in to her body elicited a sensual moan from her mouth as her back pressed up against his chest. He wanted to make this time different. He wanted to savor it more, he wanted to feel… normal, how men were supposed to feel when alone with women.

It wouldn’t change how he felt for Cloud, nothing would, what they had suddenly formed was more than respect and admiration for each other it was deeper, passionate and driven by a need to just cover each other with love…

Zack pulled back gasping. ‘Love…’ He blinked at the foreign thought in his head. Had it really taken him this long to realize he was in love with the blonde. Swallowing he looked down at Cissnei. Soft feminine curves presented for him, to take to devour in any way he saw fit and he was thinking about Cloud.

‘I can’t hurt her like this… It’s not… but Tifa… Cloud…’ He groaned as he found that Cissnei’s free hand had slipped between his thighs fingers scratching up the denim over the forming bulge.

He groaned he had gotten himself hard thinking on Cloud and his mouth dropped to her naked shoulder.

“I’m sorry Cissnei… that we… that you feel you have to follow orders like this.” Zack apologized.

Cissnei shook her head. “It’s okay the most that will happen is Tseng will send me back to your parents. They were concerned something bad had happened to Clover when I returned without him. I think you have a new little brother.”

“Clover…” Zack mumbled.

“Blonde hair blue eyes… he’s a Turk from Costa Del Sol. Surely you’ve heard about Reno’s partner in office crime?” She chuckled.

“Oh.” Zack stopped of course the blonde the one who had been in the room before Tifa came to get him, the one he saw Jenova trying to molest before she flew at him like a banshee out of hell. “I saw him briefly…” Zack mumbled his mouth moving along her shoulders. “He’s been unwell lately hasn’t he?”

Cissnei’s head just nodded in response as her hips thrust against his hand and heard the gasp pass her lips. The conversation dropped suddenly as she continued to ride his hand and he moaned feeling the heat slowly releasing the warm wet sensation. She was so close.

“Zack… I…” Cissnei panted. He felt his fingers snagged in to the wet warmth by walls and all he could do was curl his fingers then uncurl pushing them in and out mimicking what he was going to be doing later.

“You’re close… I know.” Zack whispered in her ear.

Her face flushed and he let her hips ride out the rest of her passion on his hand till she let out a cry of his name and he felt her climax over his fingers.

Slipping his hand from her pants, he helped her to sit on her bed and he looked at the flushed body as her amber eyes caught his mako blue ones.

‘I’m sorry Cloud I need this strength to fight them… I… I’m so sorry…’

~*~*~*~

Tseng looked at Clover leaning against the wall inside his office, the blonde was looking to the side staring out one of the side windows off in another world.

“Reno…” Tseng began.

“He’s alive and well… but the fact that he kept Sephiroth’s pants shows the Turk loyalty is wavering.” Clover remarked. “But I doubt he’d leave the none existent pay check you have signed for him to have sex with Sephiroth on a daily basis.”

Tseng raised a brow, Clover was smart, more observant than the best of the Turks, but Tseng sometimes regretted letting Reno train the kid.

Though Clover’s fighting skills lacked he made up for it in ways the Turks found valuable. He could hack a mako reactor on the other side of the continent from just a phone line and a lap top, he was proficient enough with a gun and even better with a sniper rifle. But had dropped the weapons for the staff that was strapped to his back a long chain wrapped round the end of the staff loosely.

The leash to keep Clover from wandering was wavering and Tseng knew it. The blonde was keeping something from him.

“Your visits to Ezekiel’s office seem to be increasing as of late.” Tseng remarked.

It was then the blonde turned to look at him. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

Tseng stood up walking up to the blonde his hand hit the side of the wall by the blonde’s head. “Off records I’ve heard you were sick and failed to file a report on the matter.”

“A bug… twenty four hour thing.” Clover mumbled.

“In recovery in the medical bay with Zack.” Tseng added.

“If we’re talking off the record sir Walker took me there and tied me to the bed and yelled at me to get better. I don’t know about you but former SOLDIER’s seem to think rope and tied to a bed seem to increase a recovery rate over good ol’ chicken soup, decent rest and materia..” Clover commented off handily.

Tseng moved his hand. “I put that phone in your pocket for a reason. I picked you out of all of them out there for that reason and you are telling me you have nothing to report?”

Clover looked at him. “I’m sick of snitching on them. They do their job don’t they and frankly sitting parked outside M’adoc’s apartment sending you sms’s of every woman he drags up there to fuck on his kitchen bench, is not my idea of off duty work that’s even worth the lame paycheck you keep docking.”

“If you’d stop photocopying your ass and e-mailing it round the office I might take your work more seriously.” Tseng growled.

The only problem with intelligent Turks was they got bored way to easy finding other things to occupy their time. Clover’s specialty was filling in for Reno’s pranks when the red head couldn’t.

“You have to have something for me.” Tseng sighed.

The corner of Clover’s mouth tilted up in a smug smirk. “Oh but I do… sir.”

“What?” Tseng looked at Clover and the blonde pushed himself up from the wall.

“Your concern for Reno goes beyond office protocol.” Clover moved to the door.

“Clover!” Tseng growled.

Clover stopped by the door. “Jenova seems to like to use Walker to get at me. She still seems infatuated with blue eyed blondes.”

Tseng stopped. “You’re still pissed off about not getting time off.”

Clover spun round. “Sephiroth fucks Reno’s brains out and he gets two weeks. I get ra- attacked by Jenova and I get double shifts how the fuck is that fair? I’m tired I’m up all night watching your flock and frankly you don’t need me to tell there’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing out there…”

“Then tell me who it is and I’ll consider your request for time off.” Tseng remarked.

Clover shook his head. “You’ll have to do better than consider sir… until then I’m keeping this information to myself!” He opened the door stalking out slamming it behind him.

Tseng let out a growl and rubbed his temple. “That’s what I get for letting Reno train the brat.” He moved to his chair falling back in to it.

~*~*~*~

Clover let out a breath and his head dropped his fists clenched at his side. ‘Your wolf… Tseng… it’s me.’ Clover thought walking down the hall and passing by Reno and Rude’s empty office and he stopped to glance inside. ‘Sephiroth… Just take her the hell away from here. I want nothing more to do with Jenova.’

“Clover…” He stopped and looked over his shoulder and blinked. Rufus walked up to him. “I think we need to finish that chat about Walker’s Jenova problems.”

“Without Walker?” Clover blinked and looked to the hand that touched his shoulder.

“Without Walker.” Rufus repeated.

“Sir…” Clover looked to the side seeing Quinn looking at him the tri hair colored Turk stood up suddenly. ‘Fuck… don’t tell me he knows.’

Rufus pushed Clover in front of him. “No wasting my time I finalize your pay check remember?”

“Right sorry sir.” Clover moved ahead walking into Rufus’s office and he heard the door shut and the president walked past him.

Rufus moved to his seat and sat down taking the blonde in. “Sorry I had to kick you out with the meeting with Reeve I had to make it look like you both didn’t know more than face value of Zack’s situation.”

“It’s fine sir.” Clover saw Rufus motion to the seat and he sat down.

“I know of your situation and the strings Tseng is pulling to make sure the Turks behave. But this is serious. WRO and ShinRA can not risk Sephiroth and Jenova slipping through the cracks. What do you know?”

“Walker said she wants to procreate to create a host for her ethereal self.” Clover explained. “So she’s infecting selected few in the hopes one of them will bare her a child host from an unsuspecting female.” He added.

Rufus looked at the other blonde’s serious face. “So Zack, Quinn and Walker are her targets so far.”

Clover nodded. “Yes sir.”

“So she’s infected other members of the male population?”

Clover nodded. “I’m afraid so.”

Rufus placed his hands in front of himself clasping them together letting his chin rest on his hands. “How?”

“Through the blood sir. I suppose you say the smallest nick and if the infected gets there blood mixed with that cut… bada boom instant Jenova cell transfer. It may be small but it works and over time she grows stronger.” Clover explained.

Rufus looked at the blonde, Tseng was right the kid was more on to it than he let anyone know, possibly even Reno. “How do you know this?” He asked.

“Walker told me.” Clover remarked his expression unchanging but Rufus could tell he felt uncomfortable by the questions.

Rufus let out a sigh. “How can we stop this?”

“That is more up Quinn’s alley than mine I’m afraid. I’m just the snitch amongst your team… the minute I turn psychic I’ll let you know.” Clover remarked.

Rufus chuckled, the wit on the kid’s mouth was definitely Reno inspired.

“Very well dismissed Clover.”

Clover stood up and bowed. “Later sir.” The blonde walked out of the office.

Rufus looked to the side as Tseng stepped out from a hidden door. “You’re right. He is hiding something. But I hope that helps your report. You must have pissed him off if he wouldn’t tell you anything and he told me instead.”

Tseng looked to the door where Clover had left. “If he keeps this attitude up…” He began.

Rufus shook his head. “I doubt docking his pay will help. He’s been with the Turks for six years and you asked, no demanded six months ago that he snitch on his team mates actions. The merger was successful… he doesn’t have to keep this up.”

“He does and he will till Sephiroth and Jenova are gone.” Tseng remarked. “Jenova can infect other men… I know she’s already started that as a backup.”

Rufus looked to the door. “Do we have the blood tests back from Ezekiel yet?”

Tseng nodded and he placed the file down. “Jenova is only inside, Zack, Quinn, and Walker as Clover said… but…” He placed Clover’s file down. “There’s a ten percent unknown anomaly in Clover’s blood, it’s not Sephiroth, it’s not Jenova and it’s not Mako.”

“You think your snitch might be infected with a new strand of something? Like Walker was with the advanced Geostigma?”

“Could be. Jenova came from that Geostigma. According to Ezekiel his physical checked out to be fine, but he was ill for twenty-four hours falling in to unconsciousness on the job.” Tseng explained.

“You think you’re over working him?” Rufus asked.

“Clover is like Reno they go days without sleep so long as you feed them they get the job done.” Tseng replied.

“I’ll have one of the other scientists look in to this blood anomaly.” Rufus looked at the report. “We’ve still got some of the samples?”

“In Ezekiel’s lab he’s put the blood on ice.” Tseng replied.

~*~*~*~

Elena pushed open the door to Reno’s apartment the laundry in a basket she carried it over to his now cleared down table and set the basket down.

She blinked seeing Rude looking at her before he cleared his throat. “What?” She asked.

She saw Reno just grin from where he was on the couch balancing a beer can on his forehead. She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

“Go Rude I’ll watch Reno.” She sighed. It was obvious from Rude’s apologetic look that Tseng had sent him a sms to go on an errand for him, which meant Reno was to be watched by her and her alone. ‘Gaia give me the strength not to strangle him.’ She thought to herself.

“I’ll be back later.” Rude nodded to her and left the apartment.

Elena started folding up Reno’s laundry. ‘How the mighty have fallen to taking care of each other like we’re invalids.’ She thought to herself.

“Up for some porn? I got dvd’s yo.” Reno grinned.

“NO!” She growled. “I can handle you drinking yourself in to a stupor. I can deal with the old wutai martial arts movies and you yelling at the screen on how incorrect they’ve got it. Hell I’ll even handle the NRL, AFL, NHL, NBA or whatever it is sports you watch to kill your brain with, but I will not nor do I want to see or hear porn while I’m here. Do I make myself clear?” She shot him a glare.

“How about Hentai?” Reno offered with a grin.

Elena felt her eye twitch. “I’m surprised Tseng hasn’t killed you yet.” She complained. He was with Reno for over twenty-four hours watching the red head and Reno was still alive. Maybe there was more to their relationship than what she originally thought.

Blushing at the thought of Reno and Tseng in that sort of relationship she bit her lip and continued to fold up the clothes in silence.

Reno plucked the can of beer off his forehead and he cracked it open before downing the contents and looked over the couch watching the blonde fold his clothing. She seemed to be mentally preoccupied. Sometimes he wondered what went on in the other’s heads at times. It was curiosity on his part. He tossed the empty can to the side and Elena looked up at him with a glare.

“We just cleaned this place.” She warned.

“My house, my rent I pay it yo… so bite me.” He taunted and she threw a pair of trousers at him, he laughed and ducked.

The pants landed over the side of the couch and he stopped looking at Sephiroth’s trousers and he blinked.

‘Zack…’ He sighed to himself. That was one head he wouldn’t want to see inside right now, Jenova, Sephiroth it was too cramped and the former 1^st Class was slowly loosing control. ‘Tseng’s plan better work… before Sephiroth realizes.’

Elena moved up to the couch and she picked the trousers up before folding them up. “Do you want to keep these?” She asked.

He saw her concerned look and he shrugged. “I guess so yo… to remember him from before he went all fucked in the head.” Reno flopped back on to the couch.

“Fair enough.” Elena murmured and she added the folded up pair of pants to the pile organizing them in groups of singlet’s underwear, to shirts to pants and even a -to-be-ironed- pile.

Reno looked at the piles. “You folded my underwear yo.” He raised a brow.

“And?” Elena looked at him like it wasn’t a big thing.

“Women…” he shook his head flipping through the television stations.

~*~*~*~

Zack shrugged the shirt from his shoulders, and he blinked looking at Cissnei as she grabbed the sleeves holding them in place behind his back.

Her hand moved to the front of his jeans undoing the button and he watched as she pulled them down low on his hips. Her hand slipping in to his jeans and he groaned as he felt the Turk gloved hand free his arousal.

Sucking in a breath he watched as her mouth moved round the tip taking it in to her mouth.

“Cissnei…” He hissed and he tried to pull his arms free of his shirt. He had enough memories of Tseng trapping his arms in his shirt he didn’t need that memory right now.

She pulled the sleeves tighter as her mouth slipped over his arousal taking him in her mouth. His hips jerked in to the soft mouth and his eyes squeeze shut.

‘How do you expect to beat me when you let others control you?’

Zack blushed his eyes opening and he looked down watching the red brown head moving up and down his arousal.

‘Shut up!’ He mentally scolded the former general.

He heard the dark chuckle inside his mind and he let his head roll back eyes looking to the ceiling.

The reflection of water danced across the roof and Zack blinked looking down spotting on her computer desk next to her laptop a turtle tank. Inside a single turtle moved across the water top before reaching the rock and slowly move to perch on it, its head turning to look at them.

Zack felt his face blush. ‘Just a turtle don’t freak out…’

‘It’s watching you.’ Sephiroth’s voice seemed to torment him humorously.

‘Oh will you shut up!’

The chuckle made Zack blush. He didn’t need Sephiroth forever there inside his head mocking him constantly. He needed to ignore the former General’s voice somehow. Focusing on what was about to happen instead might work.

Glancing down he felt and saw Cissnei’s hand move to his lower abdomen. She gave him a gentle push and he fell back sitting on the edge of the bed.

Cissnei stood up and Zack blinked watching her as her hands moved behind her. He heard the bra clasp come off and he watched as she let the fabric slip from her breasts.

It landed with a gentle sound on the carpet and she moved across to him. Zack tried to shrug out of the shirt quickly but paused transfixed as her thumbs hooked in to the side of her panties he lent back on his hands watching the slow strip show swallowing hard. Cissnei pulled one side down then the other low on her hips. Curves, womanly curves, it hadn’t been that long since he had been with Cissnei really but that was before this whole Cloud thing and he had promised her he would live so she didn’t get hurt again. He watched as she slid the cloth down her rolling hips. She stepped out of them and moved to him standing over him. Zack looked up at her.

Her hand moved up the underside of his arousal and she smirked as it twitched.

‘If ShinRA turns me in to a sex addict I’m taking them to court.’ Zack thought as Cissnei straddled his hips, her hand on his length, he felt her heat slide around the tip as she lowered herself on to his arousal slowly.

Zack sucked in a breath, it hadn’t been that long only a few hours since Cloud yet somehow he was turned on, by the naked body sinking lower on his. Breasts rolled down his chest as she went carefully down. She paused for a moment and he heard her trying to control her breathing before she dropped suddenly and fast on him and his hips jerked up as she let out a cry.

‘Noisy woman…’ He heard Sephiroth’s voice.

‘Leave her alone.’ Zack warned.

Sephiroth seemed to scoff at him. ‘She’s not Cloud. I’m not interested.’

‘Leave Cloud alone!’ Zack growled mentally.

His mental argument was cut off as Cissnei’s hips rolled against his, her body lifting then dropping as she began to ride his arousal.

Zack tried to shrug out of his shirt, he needed to control this situation, it was just mean otherwise.

Her hand moved to his face. “Please let me Zack.” She whispered. “Tseng’s orders… for my safety.”

Zack blinked for a moment, he understood as her mouth moved to his and her lips captured his mouth.

‘Still the ShinRA lap dog…’ Sephiroth seemed to chuckle.

Zack groaned in to her mouth, it was frustrating him not to touch but he could understand the precaution, but if Seph was really going to come out a shirt tying his hands behind his back wouldn’t stop the former general.

Cissnei’s hands moved over the side of his face as her tongue probed his mouth and he let his eyes close.

Sex seemed to be all Tseng and everyone else was feeding him lately. There had to be another way to gather the strength to fight Sephiroth and Jenova… He was SOLDIER a fighter, it’s what he knew. But apart from sex to feed him energy for that fight what else was there?

Guilt seemed to be eating inside at having to do this, she wanted his hands on her body like last time, she wanted to feel his mouth move over her entire body devouring her slowly with his tongue and lips, tasting, it made her feel more like a woman and less like a Turk. But Tseng’s orders were Tseng’s orders.

Slipping her mouth free her hands moved to Zack’s thighs for balance as she rode his arousal. It felt impersonal and she felt more like a prostitute than anything no touching, no this no that… get the job done and you get a bonus. Those sort of orders hurt since when had the Turks turned in to a whore house for Tseng to pimp out?

Swallowing she let her head roll back riding, but she couldn’t feel the same closeness like last time, the same sensations we’re coming they were stuck in that moment where it felt like a job.

“I’m sorry Zack.” She whispered.

“Cissnei… it’s not…” He began but stopped as her eyes caught his mako blue ones they seemed to flash purple for a moment and she blinked. “Hnnn… not good…”

“Zack are you…” She began.

Cissnei let out a gasp as she heard the shirt rip and his arms were free and she felt her body grabbed and he flipped her over and she heard the squeak of bed springs as he pulled back his forehead touching her shoulder and he thrust hungrily in to her body his hands on her arms holding her down.

“Jenova…” Zack seemed to hiss.

Cissnei froze. “Zack… you can do it… fight her.” She whispered.

To Be Continued…