Text From Last Night: Final Fantasy Seven Drabble
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
98
Views:
1,803
Reviews:
70
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
Don’t own anything with Final Fantasy 7 Universe or from the TFLN website, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Duct Tape
Final Fantasy Seven: TFLN Cues
(Texts from Last Night)
Rating: T
BETA: Ziggy Pasta…
Cue: "Just had to explain to a senior manager why I had…"
Warning: Kinky Generals.
Disclaimer: Don't own FF7 Fandom, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Sephiroth, Lazard, Genesis and Angeal.
POV: Lazard
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DUCT TAPE
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There was something wrong with Genesis' wrists. Lazard had watched him through the whole meeting constantly rubbing his hands and twisting his wrists. It didn't really seem to be bothering Genesis, though, as every time he did so, a small smile would come to his lips and he would look over at Sephiroth.
He could swear that he saw Sephiroth smirk every time that Genesis looked at him.
Angeal did not look as happy though. He kept looking at his two friends with a heavy, disapproving frown.
After the meeting ended, he asked the Generals to remain behind. Sephiroth and Genesis moved to stand close to each other and Angeal's disapproving frown grew.
"Is there something wrong with your wrists, Genesis?" Lazard asked. He was concerned. He didn't need to have one of the prized SOLDIERs injured.
"Oh, no. It was just a good weekend," Genesis said and his smile grew as he looked over at Sephiroth.
"I would say," Sephiroth said with an uncharacteristic smile.
"And why was it a good weekend?" Lazard asked and was aware that Angeal groaned and covered his face with one of his hands.
"Just have a little duct tape residue left on my wrists." He watched as Sephiroth wrapped one of his hands around Genesis' wrist as he spoke into the other man's ear.
Lazard was a little taken aback at this behaviour. "Pardon?"
"Duct tape has so many wonderful uses," Genesis whispered.
Sephiroth's head shot up and his intense gaze turned to him. "Are we done here?" He didn't wait for an answer and dragged out Genesis after him.
Lazard looked to Angeal and hesitantly spoke. "What just happened?"
Angeal uncovered his face. "Sir, it is sometimes better not to ask questions with those two."
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"Just had to explain to a senior manager why I had duct tape residue on my wrist and hand. This weekend was a success." Full inspirational text.
I was finally inspired to write something with Lazard! I love the guy.
Note: Inspirational text from the website, TLFN, Texts from Last Night
(Texts from Last Night)
Rating: T
BETA: Ziggy Pasta…
Cue: "Just had to explain to a senior manager why I had…"
Warning: Kinky Generals.
Disclaimer: Don't own FF7 Fandom, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Sephiroth, Lazard, Genesis and Angeal.
POV: Lazard
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DUCT TAPE
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There was something wrong with Genesis' wrists. Lazard had watched him through the whole meeting constantly rubbing his hands and twisting his wrists. It didn't really seem to be bothering Genesis, though, as every time he did so, a small smile would come to his lips and he would look over at Sephiroth.
He could swear that he saw Sephiroth smirk every time that Genesis looked at him.
Angeal did not look as happy though. He kept looking at his two friends with a heavy, disapproving frown.
After the meeting ended, he asked the Generals to remain behind. Sephiroth and Genesis moved to stand close to each other and Angeal's disapproving frown grew.
"Is there something wrong with your wrists, Genesis?" Lazard asked. He was concerned. He didn't need to have one of the prized SOLDIERs injured.
"Oh, no. It was just a good weekend," Genesis said and his smile grew as he looked over at Sephiroth.
"I would say," Sephiroth said with an uncharacteristic smile.
"And why was it a good weekend?" Lazard asked and was aware that Angeal groaned and covered his face with one of his hands.
"Just have a little duct tape residue left on my wrists." He watched as Sephiroth wrapped one of his hands around Genesis' wrist as he spoke into the other man's ear.
Lazard was a little taken aback at this behaviour. "Pardon?"
"Duct tape has so many wonderful uses," Genesis whispered.
Sephiroth's head shot up and his intense gaze turned to him. "Are we done here?" He didn't wait for an answer and dragged out Genesis after him.
Lazard looked to Angeal and hesitantly spoke. "What just happened?"
Angeal uncovered his face. "Sir, it is sometimes better not to ask questions with those two."
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"Just had to explain to a senior manager why I had duct tape residue on my wrist and hand. This weekend was a success." Full inspirational text.
I was finally inspired to write something with Lazard! I love the guy.
Note: Inspirational text from the website, TLFN, Texts from Last Night