Golden Lotus (Chapter 4 up!)

Hello there, new chapter already^^ You really keep us so motivated with all your lovely comments, it´s insanely encouraging, thank you so much!!!



Chephren: Hey everyone, great to meet you! XDDD Thank you so much for all the wonderful feedback on our fic. I have had a bit of practice writing with Schwaerze now, and I am so glad she had this story idea. I am so happy to be able to help give our Yaz such an interesting world to live in. XD





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InfekThank you so much!! XD Yes, English is my first language, but Schwaerze's is German, and I think it is fantastic to be able to write so descriptively and sexily in a language that is not your native one! Respect. XD So glad you are enjoying it!!! XDD



LoreaKrisaga: Oh, yay goosebumps!!! Thank you! XDD



Murtaghgirl: Yes, Genesis... so lovely! XD And as a whore, he is a natural. He has a definite pleasure-seeking quality as Yaz does, and they would be neat hang-out buddies I think. XDD Ooh, thank you so much!!!! XD I loved Abuse, so that is a massive compliment, and you never knew what was going to happen in that fic... *snuggles Schwaerze* Great work, love! XD



Geespot: Absolutely! We will get right on that for you!! XD Thank you so much!! XD



Anonymous: Ohhhh, thank you!!! XDDD So glad you like it! Thank you so much, I´m happy you enjoy it! I hope you´ll like the new chapter as well!



Rina76 OMG, Rina, thank you so much for all the great feedback!! XD Yes, Yazoo is sooo lovely, and Schwaerze and I both love to worship him and make sure he gets lots of pleasure, but we do love to see him work through drama though too. I am so glad you are enjoying it so far!! XD Thank you!!!! XD Yes, she did a wonderful job!!! I would like a Tseng of my very own! *swoons*



Oooohh, I am so glad you think my Yaz is IC!!!! *big hugs!!!!* Yes, I think Yaz doesn't take too much very seriously... he always seems to be finding fun in everything. Super and I both have talked about seeing him as a total hedonist that way. Like fighting seems to tickle him pink. XDD I really admire that about him. He seems to just accept most things. I absolutely agree with you, and he seems to prefer to be polite when he speaks to other people, except you can tell he enjoys calling Reno a peon. *hehe*



Hmm, you know, I never thought about it... Reno totally WOULD be a great whore. Haha! XD



Gen is one of the top girls! We will show him lots of love! XD



Yazoo is love!!! XD



Hahaha, yes, it is a lot of fun XD It´s a challenge for me, since I get my hands on characters I usually don´t focus on very much (like Genesis or Yuffie). Oh no, we can´t really abuse Yazoo like that- we thought he might be a bit of a hedonist, so he can actually enjoy his work^^ Of course it can´t all be happy-go-lucky, they have problems there as well, every one of them. But I guess it´s just another normal life, in a way. Oh yes, Tseng has fallen head over heels for Yazoo, poor thing XD But he´s just too polite to force himself on the boy, and he takes his job rather seriously. Oh, and you bet we´ll see Gen using some of his toys *drool* Thank you for the lenghty and very detailed comment! *hugs and snuggles*



Murtaghgirl: Don't worry, love... we will not ignore Gen. We love Gen and will take good care of him, promise! XDDD Oh, and thank you so much for the props on our fic, we are having a great time writing it!!! XD

Hahaha, you bet Gen and Yaz will have alone time! They are whores, after all;) I haven´t read much Genesis fics yet (too little time L), but I thought he was kinda cute in CC^^ He´ll be an important figure in our fic, so we´ll see him pretty often, I guess… Thank you for the lovely review!!!



Infek: Thank you sooo much! XD I didn't think Yazoo would dwell on too much. In AC, at least, he seems to be in a pleasant place *hehe* and I have noticed, he is mostly polite to everyone, except Reno. With Reno, he was a cocky cock ;D

Hey^^ Well, yes, Yazoo isn´t in an exactly lucky situation, but I guess it could be worse. He´s taken care off for now, but when he starts to fall in love his situation hopefully improves^^



This time we´ll get a glimpse at Yazoo´s family situation^^ Prepare for Sephiroth to enter the stage…



(Yazoo: Chephren

Sephiroth: BMIK)



Golden Lotus 3





Standing in his spacious, walk-in closet looking for something to wear that Sephiroth would like, Yazoo decided on a strapless, black half-corset top that would leave his lower belly and hips free, some tiny, cut-off black-belted denim shorts that hung low on the hips and high on the ass, some thigh high black stockings and knee-high black stiletto boots. As the icing on his sex cake, Yazoo decided on a black, silk thong as the fabric would feel really nice and smooth along his private parts. After he was dressed, he hitched up his thigh highs and pulled the thin strap waistband of his thong out so Sephiroth would be able to admire it.



He came back out into his bedroom and then into the main room, giving them both a quick once-over to make sure they were tidied to perfection. Sephiroth was very meticulous that way, always had been, ever since they were young, and Yazoo wanted the evening, no matter what it entailed, to go smoothly.



Finally, after everything seemed ready, Yazoo came over to one of the rose, plush high back arm chairs and had a seat to wait for his older brother, occasionally glancing nervously at the matching loveseat they would use upon Sephiroth's arrival.



Meanwhile, the grey, dirty city rushed past the black BMW, or maybe it was the other way around. It looked all so very trist and boring through the rain, which might also be due to the fact, that it wasn´t completely dark yet and the red lanterns hadn´t been enflamed. Though kind of twisted, the scarlet rays at least provided some kind of warm, fuzzy light… Dirty it was nonetheless.



The beautiful young man sitting behind the wheel didn´t spare the hustlers and street girls even a glance as he drove past them in the heavy rain, pouring down from a depressing, thundering sky. The pathetic figures were drenched to the bone, their barely clothed figures shivering from the cold. Probably infested with every venereal disease imaginable…



Disgusted, Sephiroth almost hit one of the prostitutes as she came too close to his vehicle. If he drove too slow they´d get the wrong idea and crowd around his car, thinking that he was an especially big fish…



No, Sephiroth had another goal tonight.



He drove into a dark side alley, no sane person without a death wish would normally have chosen. A lot of rather rich and influential men came to this special alley though, because once one left the narrow passage behind, a rather neat parking lot emerged. As Sephiroth came to stand behind the Golden Lotus, his door was already opened by a dark skinned, bald man wearing dark sun glasses, who held an umbrella for the special guest. Without a word of gratefulness or greeting Sephiroth handed the keys to his car over and went through the back entrance into the mansion like whorehouse. He was greeted with dim lights and expensive carpets as he walked down the corridor, shielded from too curious views. Still, the noises of laughing people and faint music penetrated his ears… This was exactly why he preferred his neat, quiet country home to the loud, stinking city.



After he had emerged the lift at the fourth floor however there was no avoiding going past one of the lounging areas, if only for a brief second. Sephiroth went down the corridor with long, graceful strides, head held high and eyes a bit condescending. He hated these whorehouses, they were so far beyond his niveau and standards. He despised the looks with which clients and whores alike would dirtily eye his perfect, smooth body, his extraordinarily handsome face and his long, silky silver hair. Today, he wore tight fitting, black pants and a shirt that left his smooth, white chest open, but to the lewd customers, he probably looked pretty much naked anyway since they undressed him with their eyes…



Slightly annoyed, Sephiroth took a corner. He only really came here because of his brother and to get his money from Shinra. Yazoo better be ready and make it worth it… Without knocking, Sephiroth opened the door to his bedroom and stepped inside as if he owned the place.



Yazoo stood up immediately as he heard the door knob turn. “H-hello, Sephiroth,” he started shakily, but quickly regained his cool composure. “Did you have a pleasant trip?”



Sephiroth closed the door behind him by pushing it distractedly back in the lock. His eyes were busy ravishing the most stimulatingly dressed form of his brother. He threw his black trench coat, he´d been carrying over his arm, on an empty chair, but never took his eyes from Yazoo as he looked him up and down. With predatory movements, he closed the distance between himself and Yazoo, slipping an arm around that slender waist, drawing the lean body closer. Sephiroth nuzzled his face into Yazoo´s hair, smelling him, watching that perfect white chest fall and rise a bit too quickly, feeling the pounding heartbeat under his fingertips.



“Why so nervous?” he smirked, instead of answering the question, and pressed him even a bit closer, making the youth feel his already very solid erection and letting him know that he was very pleased by his appearance. Then he grabbed Yazoo´s chin and made him look up, saying in a low and sexy voice, “I missed you, little brother”



Gasping in surprise as Sephiroth pulled him close, Yazoo did not bother to stifle the moan that escaped his lips when he felt Sephiroth's hard cock pressing into him. He relaxed in the taller man's grasp and slid his arms around Sephiroth's neck. “And I you, Brother,” he replied truly, looking up into those striking cat-slit eyes. “Would you like to get more comfortable?”



Yazoo reached down and laced his long fingers with his brother's, “Come, have a seat, and let me rub your back for you.” He led Sephiroth gently over to the loveseat and as the man sat, Yazoo circled behind him and began running dexterous fingertips over Sephiroth's neck muscles.



“Hm.” Sephiroth hummed, half closing his eyes and letting Yazoo massage him for a bit. He was more than thrilled to know that his brother was just as hard for him as he was for Yazoo. It was such a sweet, sinful arousal but Sephiroth wouldn´t want it any other way. Not that he hadn´t tried it with others, but he only got a good, pleasurable experience out of it when it was Yazoo´s ass that he was buried balls deep in and when it was Yazoo´s voice that moaned his name…



Reaching for one of the hands that wandered over his shoulders, he held it so he could look at it and then place small kisses on it, saying “You worked very well this month, I appreciate that… Did anything special happen?” Not that he was particularly interested, he just liked to hear Yazoo´s voice hitch and become sultry when he licked his fingers…



“Oh, you know.... well.... nothing really... mmm, that's nii-ice...” Yazoo enjoyed the way Sephiroth teased him and enjoyed the sounds that he made when Sephiroth was near him, over him and inside him... He loved the way his brother made him feel. He only had to discern when his brother had first arrived tonight what sort of mood he was in, as Yazoo was admittedly a little wary of Sephiroth's black moods... he could be prone to massive, unsettling devotion, lavishing massive amounts of attention on Yazoo, but on the other hand, as he himself had sold Yazoo to a brothel, and Yazoo being the star attraction, Sephiroth could also be insanely jealous, so Yazoo tried his best to go with the flow, as he wanted their time together to be pleasurable.



After he felt he had sufficiently loosened up the tight muscles in his brother's neck, Yazoo's hand that was left to him worked its way down the man's broad shoulders, and then... “Brother,” he gasped, “would you lay on your stomach for me? I would like to rub your back.”



"How can I ever refuse you a request?" Sephiroth purred, putting one long finger of Yazoo´s in his mouth and sucking it lightly before he let go with a light 'plop' and lay on his belly, curious what his beautiful brother had in store for him.



“Ohhh... thank you,” Yazoo felt his cock twitch as his finger was guided into that hot, wet mouth, and he found he had no more to say, so he remained quiet for a moment, while he watched his brother's cat-like physique splay out over the loveseat on his stomach, that delicious backside shifting every now and again to comfortably accommodate that straining cock that was just waiting for him. He knew that such thoughts between brothers were wrong, but that made it all the more addictive. He couldn't remember a time where he hadn't let Sephiroth fuck him, and he loved it.



Bracing himself over his brother's back, he moved to straddle Sephiroth's hips and sit down on his perfect buttocks while slender hands caressed and kneaded the taut muscles of his brother's back.



“Hmmm.” Sephiroth gave a re-assuring, throaty hum, closing his eyes and enjoying his stiff muscles getting loosened by the dexterous fingers of his brother. Oh yes, that was what he had come here for, relaxation and a really good fuck. Today, he even was in the mood for a long foreplay; he knew that Yazoo, the little bitch, was such a sucker for foreplay… He remembered that when they had been younger, Sephiroth had sneaked out with him, guiding them to their secret place where their parents couldn´t find them to interrupt their games. It had been hot, even the cicadas had been too lazy to sing their endless, monotonous songs. Sephiroth had told Yazoo to strip, and he had eagerly obliged, happy to get out of their heavy gear.



Then the older had ordered the younger to lay down on the blanket and be still, because he´d do really nice things to him that would cool him down. He had summoned a few ice cubes and slid them over Yazoo´s impeccable, boyish skin, hardening his tiny nipples, having him lick on it, cooling his needy little hole… They had done this for hours; Sephiroth could play with Yazoo´s sweet spot until the little one cried and begged to finally be relieved, and boy, had he ever begged so deliciously! Groaning, Sephiroth smirked at the memory and pressed his impressive erection deeper into the surface of the couch. They hadn´t had an excessive session in a long, long time, and incidentally, he felt today like reviving a few child hood memories…



Moving slightly lower to sit on the backs of Sephiroth's thighs, Yazoo very gently tended to his brother's inviting waist and firm buttocks. Oh, he liked touching those. They were so firm, so flawless. Yazoo moaned a little to let his brother know he enjoyed what he was doing.



"Ah, your hands are the best," Sephiroth praised, and bucked a bit into the touch. "You know what I was just remembering?" he purred and opened his eyes, observing his brother sharply.



“Hn?” Yazoo thought he may have a pretty good idea of what his brother was alluding to, but it gave him a thrill to hear Sephiroth say it in that deep, sexy voice of his.



"Hmm," Sephiroth smirked, closing his eyes again. He wanted to feel his brother´s cock violently twitch against his ass when he told him... "It involves a very hot summer, ice cubes and a horny little brother, rocking my cock so hard and desperately..."'



“Ohhhh,” Yazoo moaned, and lay his body over Sephiroth's, needing to feel the man under him, needing the contact of that strong body he had taken comfort in all these years close to him. His aching cock housed in that silky thong found the cleft of Sephiroth's ass and he pressed his heated flesh into it for some relief.



"Awww, I see nothing has really changed since then," the elder said, rolling over on his back and drawing his arm around Yazoo lying on him. His other hand wandered over Yazoo´s belly to his nether regions as he cocked his head and lazily watched his movements. "You´re still..." his fingers lightly tugged down Yazoo´s already low sitting pants to reveal the silken thong, "...just..." stroking ever so lightly over the fabric and the swollen flesh underneath "...so very, very..." slipping underneath to barely touch the raw organ with his bare fingertips, leaning over and huskily whispering into Yazoo´s ear "...horny and frantic for my dick, aren´t you, little brother?"



Yazoo did not even try to hold back his desire, his brother's fingers felt so sinfully wonderful on his cock. "Ohhhh," he whimpered, "Yes... yes, I want it... your beautiful dick, brother!!" To hear himself making these pleasured sounds more loudly and more affected than usual, Yazoo wanted to melt... more than that, he wanted his brother to ravish him. One who knew him so well. His pouty lips fell open slightly and he bit them, tucking silver strands behind his ear. He then let his hand slide down his neck, over his chest, down his belly, with a light caress over Sephiroth's hand at his own groin and then let it rest there on the obvious bulge in his older brother's pants, squeezing gently.



"Ah, I know you do..." Sephiroth drawled, playing a little with the wrinkled skin on Yazoo´s cock by pulling it back and forth and then blowing a bit of air onto it, the light breeze caressing it ever so slightly. "But you´ll have to earn it... Swing your hips for me, little brother, strip and make me so hard for you that I´ll fuck you right there on the floor..."



"Ohhhh," Yazoo mewled at the mere thought of Sephiroth pouncing on him as he danced for his brother, but he gingerly climbed out of Sephiroth's lap and walked over to his stereo. He had many selections in his CD changer for the various client's preferences, he picked one with a heavy beat, and walked back over to stand in front of Sephiroth, who was watching him predatorily.



As the music started, Yazoo felt his hips begin to sway back and forth, and occasionally, he reached out with a hip and then pressed it down in a sort of vertical figure-eight. He had spent a lot of time in his stilettoed boots and was extremely comfortable to move around in them with ease. As his hips moved, he realized how sexual he felt, especially under Sephiroth's intense scrutiny, he used them to swing his body around in fluid hip circles, so he stood facing away. He rolled his neck back and forth, playing with his hair, using long, slender fingers to lift it and pull it up to bare his long neck.



Stretching his arms up and then letting them fall to his sides, he reached with dexterous fingers to unbuckle his black leather belt and unfasten his tiny pair of shorts. Tucking his fingers into the waistband, he slid them down over long, pale legs, kept straight, poised to press his ass out a bit to give his brother a very clear view of his straining erection housed within the silken underwear, and perhaps a peek at his genitals, as the draft of air told Yazoo that the thong had shifted a bit when Sephiroth had played with him only moments ago. Straightening up, he gracefully stepped out of the pants and shuffled them to the side with his toe.



He walked to one corner of the room where there stood a golden pole, which Rufus had provided him with and had required Yazoo to learn for such occasions as the client requested. Yazoo began by grasping the pole and swinging around it and then spinning out in a turn away from it. Then he approached it again, grabbed it firmly and lifted himself to clamp his legs tightly around it. Pulling his ass up along it to hold himself there horizontally, he stretched his legs up along it and crossed his slim, booted ankles. He reached down and touched the floor, then sat up again, and began to undulate his abdomen, causing his body to move in a flowing wave.



The deep movements caused his testicles to rub on the pole. He wouldn't be able to keep it up very long, as tonight felt different than all the other nights... he wasn't just performing for just another client. He was dancing for Seph, and there would be much pleasure at the end of this journey. Grasping the pole again, he hooked one leg around it, lifted his torso to an upright sitting position and slid down, his body spiraling around the pole as he descended. Strutting now up to his extremely handsome, alluring brother, Yazoo bent down to unlace his boots, removing them smoothly. Then, he placed one delicate foot at a time on Sephiroth's strong thigh, and slowly rolled down his black, thigh-high stockings, removing these as well and lightly tossing them over near his stilettoed boots.



Yazoo placed his hands on Sephiroth's shoulders, guiding him to sit upright and lowered himself gingerly into the man's lap. Placing himself directly onto the man's bulging erection, Yazoo began to rotate his hips, occasionally undulating as he had done on the pole and left wet licks up and down his brother's neck.



"That´s my boy," Sephiroth breathed heavily into a delicate ear, incredibly aroused. He´d probably never seen something so exciting as that and grabbed Yazoo´s ass, pulling him closer into his lap."I want to fuck you right here, right now..." he growled, slipping his thumbs underneath the thin strings of the thong and slowly pulling it down, wanting to see that beautiful erection, wanting to suck it dry, wanting for Yazoo to be so full with need that he became an incoherent, whimpering mess!



“Ohhh...” Music to his ears, “yes, dear Brother, fuck me... please...” Yazoo whimpered as he felt the teasing, caressing sensation of his thong, made a bit sticky from his weeping cock, was assertively pulled down by strong, masterful hands, leaving tender touches along his smooth legs all the way down. Yazoo helped as best he could by carefully pulling one bare foot then the other out of the silky underwear, then spreading his legs wide to allow his genitals to seek the warm heat coming from his brother's cloth-covered groin. Feverishly, he brought his hands, which were a bit shaky now, down to unfasten those tight, leather pants his brother was wearing.



Sephiroth couldn´t help it, he needed to touch, to feel that desire under his fingertips and so he pressed both his hands against Yazoo´s groin, massaging the hard erection, feeling up his soft balls in his palms, rubbing the whole package with circling movements. With his hungry mouth, he captured Yazoo´s lips, biting down on them and sucking, bruising and leaving his marks. "Where´s the lube?" he asked harshly, his one hand gliding over Yazoo´s hips and buttocks towards his entrance, teasing it with quick strokes, "Or are you so wet for me that we don´t need it..."



Yazoo blinked, almost too wrapped up in those skillful fingers stroking him to hear his brother speaking to him. "Unhhh, wait, Brother... just a minute..." and he rose to retrieve a small bottle of cherry-flavored lube from his nightstand drawer. After assuming his seat in Sephiroth's lap once again, he pressed the small bottle into his brother's hands, stroking lightly over Sephiroth's long fingers... "please, I like it when you touch me...."*



"Ah, I know you do, you always did..." Sephiroth purred, quickly opening the bottle and coating his fingers. While he guided his one hand back to Yazoo´s entrance, his other wandered up his brother´s throat, towards his mouth, brushing over soft lips and prodding to get in, while his other hand was doing the exact same thing to Yazoo´s other hole. "Now, let me in, little brother," he said lowly, seducingly and licked along Yazoo´s earshell.



“Ahhhhhh! Mmmmph,” Yazoo mewled out in pleasure as Sephiroth's sure fingertips entered both orifices of his body. Those fingers moved so teasingly at both entrances and then slipped in, plundering him, ravishing him... and when Sephiroth's fingers hit that sensitive sweet spot, Yazoo cried out, and his tongue did its best to attack the fingers in his mouth with the same ferocity to show that he liked it ever so much.



Sephiroth was so very thrilled as he felt both his slippery fingers being engulfed and surrounded by such warmth. Penetrating this wonderful body from both sides felt so heavenly and he was very tempted to replace his fingers with his fat, needy cock, but he restrained himself. He had come here to play, to have Yazoo sprawled out for him, screaming his name, begging for more as Sephiroth took him higher and higher on a spiral of lust and prurience. Oh, he would make him so horny that Yazoo didn´t even remember his name, that all he could think about was Sephiroth´s cock in his ass, Sephiroth´s hands on his leaking, pulsing dick and Sephiroth´s mouth sucking his hard nipples…



The silver haired man withdrew his finger from Yazoo´s mouth -but not from his ass- and lifted him up, so that the boy´s weight pressed him down on the infiltrating finger. With every step Sephiroth now made towards the bed, Yazoo´s sweet spot bounced against the fingertip inside him.



Tbc



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