Decadence and debauchery

,….Decadence and debauchery, chapter V, Abortion and rebirth.

WARNING! YAOI/ANAL/ORAL

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ABORTION!! Reader disgression is strongly advised!! I know it is a very sensitive issue for a lot of people, as nothing is as awkward and painful as an unwanted pregnancy, but the babies in this case are not killed. I know it is impossible, to keep embryo’s alive outside a womb, but this is science fiction after all . I am not here to condemn or voice my opinion on the issue either, as a woman’s body is her own private territory and her own business too.

A/n this tells how Professor Hojo got his greasy mitts on what at that time where triplets. I have learned about certain chromosomal oddities that lead to the creation of Hermaphrodites, ( Who are usually infertile, but Jehri is a special case.) but also can lead to serious socio- and psychological ailments that in my eyes explains a lot about the brother’s bizarre development.


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,….Decadence and debauchery, chapter V, Abortion and rebirth.
This chapter contains abortion! I am not in any way voicing my opinion on this subject in this chapter at all, as a womans body is her own private business, and am very aware that an unwanted pregnancy is a very touchy subject. Use disgression, as the babies in this case arent killed, but live on in an artificial uterus. I know this is impossible, but this is my reality!
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Professor Hojo was working on the test results of the latest batch of Cadets that had been through early Mako treatment trials. The results where not very satisfying as more and more of the boys proved to be hyper sensitive, and wouldn’t be able to withstand any further treatments.

Dammit! If only he could get his hands on another young pregnant woman like Lucretia, Sephiroth’s mother. He would be able to start the Jenova Gen therapy from early development, but women who were prepared to watch their child develop onto something beautiful but utterly monstrous at the same time where very scarse for some strange reason.

There was a buzz of the security intercom, indicating something was up. “Professor, the Instructors Stone are requesting entry. They say it is an emergency.” The voice of the SOLDIER on guard duty said.

He had always had a total fascination for the Althean instructors, as they possessed chameleonic abilities he would have loved to explore, but their contract had stipulated no experimentation was allowed while they where installed here, much to the Professors immense disappointment.
“Let them through!” He snapped at the guard, and almost ran toward the security entrance to the lab.

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“You are not going to give me any trouble, now are you, boys?” Erik Stone drawled, looking them in the eye, convincing them to not take action. “Why don’t you be a good SOLDIER and take us to Professor Hojo.”

The guard nodded, he entered the access code to open the door.

The Stone twins weren’t even surprised when they encountered the Professor halfway to the lab.

“You were expecting us, Hojo.” Enak, the black haired brother stated.

“I was wondering when you would turn up.” He said. “I have heard some interesting rumours. It was a matter of time.”
He came up to them, the smell of chemicals and Mako thick around him, making Erik wince as he took hold of the unconscious Jeh-ri’s chin and tilted his head in the harsh light. “Follow me.” He said, his voice slightly disinterested, but with a snap to it that belied his tone.

“Put him there, if you want.” He said as he gestured to one of the examination tables.
“Now I suspect there is something interesting going on with him, otherwise you wouldn’t be here. I know you don’t like me much, but your opinion of me matters very little.”
By ‘something interesting’ Hojo could only mean very close to dying. Enak felt his brother’s hatred and anger rise, but managed to steady him before things got ugly.

He? He obviously hasn’t heard about that juicy detail. He is in for a surprise. Erik thought.

“You assume right, Professor, on both accounts. But lets get passed the latter of the two.” Enak said as Erik laid the unconscious form of the redhead down.

Hojo took out a penlight and lifted up one eyelid to examine his eyes. “How is this possible?” He asked. “Only Shinra personnel get Gen therapy.” As he noticed the elongated cat’s pupils cradled in the blue green irises.

“Sephiroth passed it on, along with something else, the genes just got absorbed into the tissues, and got made good use of, too.” Erik said.

“I have read the reports on his exams. I heard the performance almost matched the General’s. It was quite a feat seeing as how his training and enhancement is nowhere up to Sephiroth’s level.” He said, still trying to get answers about these strange chameleonic people.

Hojo took out a thermometer and placed in one of Jeh-ri’s ears. “He is running quite a temperature. I will give him something to bring it under control.”

“It won’t help. There is a very good reason why the temperature is elevated. That is why we are here.” Enak said.

“I am all ears, instructor Stone.” He said, frowning impatiently.

“You know what happens when two predators mate, Professor? It is always quite violent, and there is a good reason for that.” Enak said, trying to draw a picture for the confused Professor.

“To trigger multiple ovulation.” He said. ”But what has that got to do with him, I fail to see the similarity.”

“There is something you want, and Jeh-ri has it, but cannot survive it, as the body is growing weaker by the hour, and is carrying the General’s children, Hojo.”

“What? How on Gaia is that possible?” He said, jumping to his feet, pulling open several drawers, and produced a stethoscope. He threw the covers aside revealing Jehrica’s naked and emaciated but still unmistakeable female form. He placed the stethoscope just above the pubic bone, enabling him to hear the increased rush of blood there. As he shifted the metal disk around, he thought he could hear the rapid swooshing noise of multiple heartbeats.

“Graduate Seng is a woman? Sephiroth is not attracted to women!”

“It is Unit Member Seng now Professor. She had passed her exams. She was still half male a ten days ago, at least man enough to entice the General.”

“Unit member Seng is a Hermaphrodite?” He seethed. “Impossible, they are infertile!”

“Jehrica is what we call a ‘gender changer’. Not many of us have that ability, and it is very rare, but it makes the reproductive system unstable, giving rise to all sorts of anomalies and mutations.” Erik explained.

“But these weren’t conceived till a week ago. They are developing so fast, they are draining her life force. I know you have the technology to let them survive outside a womb, Professor.”

“You want me to perform an abortion? I will have no part in it!” He snapped, then another idea formed in his head. “I could just hold her here, let them come to full term.” But he re-thought his statement as he saw the rage in Erik and Enak flare up.

“She will be dead within days if the pregnancy continues, besides, we can also take her to one of the public hospitals in Midgar, but then the General’s precious offspring would end up in the incinerator. And you wouldn’t want that to happen, now would you.” Enak said, his voice soft but dangerous.

“She can let them die right now, Hojo, and you will have nothing. Either you release her of them and you complete the gene codes at your own insight, or she will miscarry right here and now.” Erik knew the threat was hollow as her body didn’t have the strength to expel the embryo’s, but the good Professor didn’t need to know that.

“Why don’t you wait outside, while I get ready?” he said, to the twins, now seeing that he had no choice but to take the proposition. Sephiroth would never lay with a woman again, if he wanted these specimen, he would have to cooperate with the two angry brothers.

“Not a chance, Hojo. We are here to make sure you don’t take more than you are supposed to.” Enak said. “Besides, she will have to undergo the abortion without sedatives or painkillers. That is why we are here.”

“Why?” he asked, but he already knew the answer. “You lot are immune to drugs.” Enak nodded. “Fine, take that battle gear off and put on some surgical robes they are in the room next door.”

Enak and Erik took turns getting changed, never leaving the unconscious form of Jehrica alone, while Hojo prepared her.

Erik joined minds with his brother as Hojo went to work. You could say about the man what you wanted, but he worked clean, fast and professionally, as he removed the tiny lives from her womb. Erik told the sim to expel the nesting tissues that where now empty and no longer needed. Jehrica moaned softly as she was grabbed by contractions that stung and burned inside her. Erik once again made her mind sink into unconsciousness, not wanting her to realize what had happened until it was over and done with.

“It is done. The embryo’s are in stable condition and in stasis. I suppose I should thank you for giving them a chance to live.” He said.

“I wouldn’t thank us if I were you.” Erik said. “You are way in over your head, Hojo. These boys might seem an answer to your prayers, but they will find them quite different from their father.”

“If they have half of Jeh-ri’s genes, you are in for one hell of a ride.” Enak said, and grinned at his twin. All the violence, aggression and masculinity of the two combined into three bodies, along with the added problems the double Y chromosomes represented, Enak almost felt sorry for the man. Almost.

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Cloud had fallen to the floor, he had to get away from Zach’s possessive embrace for just a minute, besides, the pressure on his bladder was killing him, and he desperately needed to relieve himself.

He had spend the better part of three days by himself in the little isolation cell, for which he was immensely grateful. He had a lot to shift through, not to mention recovering from his latest Mako treatment, and the forced intercourse with that silver haired freak.

The thing that mesmerised him the most was the fact that from quite early in the exchange, he had stopped fighting, even welcoming what the youth was doing to him. His mind had been so addled with Mako, he could barely distinct up from down. But his body had responded, and even when his arch nemesis had ever so briefly made an appearance, it had only startled him briefly, not scared him.

He was grateful for the silence in here, as Zach persisted on chatting, talking about everything and nothing to cheer him up when he was feeling like crap again. Oh good Gaia, how was he going to tell him? Zach was his best friend, his protector and sole support in this hell that now had to be pushing five years now.

If it hadn’t been for Zach’s strength and tenacity, he would have given up long ago. He was let back in the cell with Zach, where the black haired man had nearly gone out of his mind with worry and had flown at him, crushing him to his chest.

“Oh Gaia, Cloud, I thought the worst! They wouldn’t say where you were, I thought..” He buried his face in the smaller youth’s neck and shoulder.

Cloud felt he was actually going to be pushed into his ribcage, as he kept holding him so tightly he could barely breathe.

“I’m ok, Zach, I’ve just been sleeping.. they kept me in another cell for a bit. I don’t know why.” He said as he looked in the large soft brown irises of his friend, who’s eyes were brimming with concern.

He felt himself blush when Zach planted warm kisses along his cheek and neck. Now the guilt started to gnaw at him. Zach harboured feelings for him, he knew this, but he always seemed to restrain himself, hiding them from his self-appointed charge, never acting on them.

He wasn’t really sure if he had been eager to answer those feelings, too afraid that if he couldn’t return them, what it would do for their friendship, and Zach was his only friend in the whole world right now.

However, the involuntary event with the silver head had made him realize something about himself. He had been sex starved for ages, his surroundings way too stressful and threatening to even consider such an act. Even all the prying eyes all around prevented him from touching himself, and as Zach had the ears of a bat, he wouldn’t get any privacy from his cellmate either.

“You want to lay down for a bit?” Zach asked as he saw tears well up in the deep blue eyes of his friend, but what he mistook for tears of pain and misery, were in fact his voiceless expressions of shame. If he where to give himself to anyone here, to share intimacy with, it would have been Zach, nothing in the whole universe could have changed that, but it had, and he couldn’t help but wander up to what point events had developed beyond his control.

Now that moment that the black haired ex-SOLDIER deserved so thoroughly had been stolen from them, and all Cloud could do was mourn.

When he realised this, the fact struck home, hard. Cloud let go of all restraint as he sobbed uncontrollably, pouring out all his regret, as he clawed his fingers convulsively into Zach’s broad back, who rode the emotional pendulum between bewilderment and anger.

What the hell had they done to him now? If he ever managed to bust them out of here, he was going to kill them all! Starting with that sick demented freak Hojo. Cloud pulled away from Zach’s shoulder, and furiously wiped at his cheeks and nose, who were slightly red from his emotional outburst. He took Zach’s face into his hands and looked at him, for the first time ever totally unguarded and open to him, really seeing who he was and allowing him to see the feelings beyond. Then slowly, so slowly moved his mouth to Zach’s.

Cloud’s mouth was salty and soft against his, and Zach felt himself go weak inside. They just sat there, together on the bed, not moving, not daring to, as if he was too afraid to ruin the moment. Then Cloud’s tongue softly nudged at Zach’s lips, and he finally dared to exhale as he answered the invitation.

He wrapped one strong arm around Cloud’s waist, and pulled him into his lap. Their lips and tongues caressing and exploring, Zach gently moved his hand down the teen’s back and under the blond’s t-shirt as if to ask him if this time, he wanted to take things further.

His heart leapt in his chest as the young man first hesitantly, but willingly lifted his arms so he could pull the faded garment over his head. As they had to break the kiss, Cloud now pulled at the hem of Zach’s shirt, and he took it off in one quick fluid motion. He looked at the other’s face again..
Delving deeply into the sky blue now blazing with Mako keenness eyes, asking if he really wanted this, as they had only ever just kissed, but by the look the blond gave him, he knew the question was unnecessary, as was the obvious hard branch that he persistently pushed against Zach’s belly.

Cloud wrapped his smaller arms around Zach’s head and neck, as if he was afraid of being taken away again, and the other answered the embrace with similar intent. Still not being able to believe that that what he at times desperately had been longing for, was right in front of him, all the pent-up feelings rose to the surface. For one moment he was afraid he was going to burst into tears, as he kissed the object of his affection slow and deep, determined to make it all last as long as possible.

“Take me.. Zach. I want you to.” He said, his eyes brimming again, as Zach laid him down on his back, and pulled the tracksuit pants off. Zach knelt between his legs, and slowly ran his hands over the pale flushed skin, switching off that part of his mind that knew that they would be watched, as he took the tiny nub of one nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling the bud. Clouds breath faltered, and Zach looked up.

“Don’t worry, my love.. I am going to be so gentle to you, like no one else has ever been. “

“Because you.. love me, Zach?” Cloud asked, his voice so soft, as if he had spoken a though out loud to himself, rather than needing the question to be answered, as he knew it to be true, but still ..there was .. doubt.

Zach just nodded, keeping his eyes closed, “I always have, Spike.. from the moment you stumbled into my dorm.” He murmured to the blond’s abdomen, as he wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, feeling the other’s breath shudder through his chest.

His hand dropped down between the blond’s legs, and cupped his genitals. He pressed his mouth at the base of the pale shaft, between the two tender orbs he was rolling around in one hand, and the weeping tip he was rubbing with the thumb of his free hand. Cloud bucked under him, the heels of his hands pressed tightly against his eyes.

Zach dropped one hand lower, and gently ran his fingers between the blond’s cheeks, who now eagerly spread his legs wider for him. He had briefly wondered what brought on the sudden change, as he had always retreated into himself when Zach had made a careful attempt. His own arousal brought a swift end to that train of thought, as his saliva slicked fingers now started to explore the tight tiny opening, slowly gently breaking it open, and entered, easing the tight muscles. After feeling the sphincter adjust, he added another finger, and skilfully nudged the g spot inside.

Cloud’s mind raged with desire, as he now finally realized that he did in fact feel the same for Zach. He had always felt slighted as he knew Zach had been with Sephiroth, not understanding what Zach would think of him, what he saw in him, but as he now felt the skill with which the older man was working him over, he felt almost honoured, and grateful.

“Zach.. please stop.. I’m close..” Zach obliged him, letting go of his pulsing member, and let him be pulled back up to lay on top of the smaller blond, who reached down to touch him in return.

“Cloud, you don’t have to..” he groaned as the small soft hands enveloped him and guided it to his waiting mouth.

“I do, and I want to.” He panted, and slid the thick head passed his lips. Cloud worked his saliva down the thick shaft and into the short curls at the base. Zach had to call on every ounce of restraint he had to not start thrusting in. He resorted to his next Mako treatments to stop him from shooting long and hard down Cloud’s wide open throat. When he even felt that start to loose it’s effect, he pulled himself out of Cloud’s grip, who laid there, looking up at him, his eyes distant and a mystery. He saw a small drop of pre-cum flow from the corner of his lover’s mouth and kissed it away, as he positioned himself between his legs again.

Cloud moaned loudly when he carefully started to work his way in, slipping only the head in first, letting him adjust, the tight ring around him were head went over into shaft, tightening convulsively was almost enough to end him, but the tension eased just a bit as he gently shushed his lover, coaxing him to let go, to relax.

“Easy, love.. easy now” he crooned as he pushed in deeper. Cloud’s mouth worked soundlessly, as he was totally lost in his sensations now, Zach bent over forwards as far as he could, so the other could run his hands over back, chest, and head.

Cloud squeezed his eyes shut tight, too afraid that if he opened them, to look at his friend and lover, he would be faced with Sephiroth’s deadly sneer again.

Not having been with any one in their years of incarceration had worn Zach’s restraint away, and he felt his climax rise in him like a tide, and by the looks of the blond’s balls drawing up tight, he wasn’t far off himself.
“Wait for me, love.” He breathed, and saw Cloud’s motions on himself slow down a bit.
Unable to hold it back, thrust in deep and long before pouring himself out into his friend, who came with him, and shot his semen all the way to his throat.

They collapsed together on the small bunk, panting and covered with sweat.
“You made a mess, Spike.” Zach said, as he trailed a finger through the nacreous fluid on the blond’s chest.

Cloud reached back between his buttocks, and showed him the result of his recent satiation. “Look who’s talking.” He whispered.

Zach took his lover’s head back in his hands and planted another long sensual kiss on the blond’s mouth.
“Not that I am complaining, mind you, but what took you so long?” he asked as he gazed into his lover’s sky blue eyes.

“I guess I just wasn’t ready,” he murmured to Zach’s chest, as he needed to be cradled again, “to admit to myself…” he started carefully, hoping the other would be alert enough to really listen. He turned his ear to rest against Zach’s broad chest, the trusted thump of Zach’s quietening heart reassuring him.

Cloud felt melancholy rise in his chest, travelling upward, threatening to block and choke his throat. Will you still love me if I told you what happened to me? How I didn’t fight, how I enjoyed it?

He knew he had to tell him before they were allowed back in general population too, as his assailant would undoubtedly confront him with the event.

He knew now why he had asked to not be untied, it was the feeling of not being in control, to just let anything and everything that happened rest in the hands of the controller within and outside.

“Zach… something happened to me, in the lab..”

..Well, that was fucking obvious..

Zach thought, it was just the tone of voice in which Cloud said it, that made a sour feeling rise in his stomach.

And as Cloud spilled his guts out, telling about what one of the Sephiroth spawn had done, how they both had seemed to be controlled. He had sat up, and Cloud hadn’t moved as he kept talking to the mattress, hiding his face from his friend, who was now clawing his rage into the sheets.

As the blond kept talking, he placed one hand against Zach’s lower arm, feeling the muscles bunch and writhe as he clenched and unclenched his fist.
Zach pulled away from him, needing to think, to make sense of all the events that were now rolling around in his head. Zach wasn’t stupid, but could be quite black and white in his emotions, leaving very little room for subtle levels in between.

Cloud had been afraid of this, hoping in vein that he was able to make him realize how odd the event had been, and if he had been in his right mind would have preferred the silver horror to shoot an air bubble into his vein rather then having surrendered so completely.

That little shit raped Cloud, simple as that. The more hidden details of what had transpired didn’t take hold, as the noise of rage in Zach’s head drowned everything else out.

Zach stood up, and walked to the far side of the cell, resting his head against the transparent front. He never wanted to kill something as badly as he did now, and briefly, somewhere in the back of his mind, he heard the subtle creaking, searing sound as he looked at the reflection of his eyes in the plexy glass, and saw the centre of his soft brown eyes stained bright green, the pupil elongated into feral slits. Hojo’s list of things he had to answer for was rapidly growing.

~Zach, don’t. It won’t change anything!~ Cloud’s voice sounded inside his head.
Then the sound was gone. His head ached something awful, and his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

“What are they doing to us, Cloud. We need to get out of here, before we totally lose our minds!”
Zach whispered at his lover back on the bed, who looked at him, his blue eyes huge with concern.

“Zach.. I.. love you too.” Cloud said quietly, desperately trying to distract him.

Zach buried his head in his hands as he sank down against the wall, his shoulders shaking.

Cloud rolled off the bed and crawled towards him, and kissed the top of his head. They sat there together, holding each other, each using the other to shield themselves from the horror of their shared existence, their shared misery, knowing and feeling secure in the knowledge that they wouldn’t have it any other way.


Continued in Decadence and debauchery VI confrontation