Lesson 6

Lesson 6 - Final lesson

"Don´t tell me... You are... a virgin!"

It took Yazoo just a second too long to snort a defensive "Of course not."

Angeal had been around liars all his life; be it recruits that assured him that the porn magazines found in their room weren´t theirs or military spies that had infiltrated their base for top secret information. It came with his job and he was supposed to know. Besides, he was fathering a teenager himself. Yazoo´s tense body that relaxed too quickly when he realized that he had been clinging to Angeal too hard, the hint of uncertainty and fear in his jade orbs – it told Angeal all he needed to know. This was new terrain to Yazoo, as cocky and self-assured as he appeared otherwise.

"Holy gods..."

Shocked, the General let go of the boy as if he had been burnt. That was right. A boy. Despite his assumptions he had to face it; Yazoo was no adult. Right now he was nothing but a scared young thing. A child.

"What´s wrong?" His friend´s son sounded confused and also slightly panicked underneath.

"I can´t do this." Decidedly, Angeal turned away, sitting at the edge of the bed with his back facing the boy, his head cradled in big, calloused hands. The fact that he was still naked, sweaty and his cock was wrapped in a lube-slick condom wasn´t helping his self-loathing at all.

Yazoo had sat up, kneeling on the bed with his hands folded between his legs, staring at Angeal´s broad back, his prominent spine and dormant muscles. He slowly licked his lips.

"Look, I don´t know what issues you have right now but we were actually in the middle of something and I´d appreciate it if you could stop the angsting and finish what you starte-"

"Shut up!" Angeal´s head had snapped around and his eyes were a blazing blue, as bright and pale and stormy as the lightning-torn sky outside. Yazoo jumped a little and clicked his mouth shut instantly.

Awesome. If this wasn´t the worst case scenario, he didn´t know what was.

"You´ve been lying to me! What on earth were you thinking, boy!" Strangely enough, the General didn´t look angry as much as despaired, sadly shaking his head, before he finally released Yazoo from his intense gaze. The youth slumped a bit.

"And don´t even think about buttering me up with flimsy excuses," the man then growled, making Yazoo stiffen again. At the sight, Angeal groaned, looking away and saying more calmly, albeit still tense, "You haven´t had intercourse before, have you? Tell me the truth."

Yazoo narrowed his own eyes and then lifted his chin ever so slightly, looking down at the man from above. "I never claimed I had. It was you assuming that I'd had sex before."

Instantly the General´s features darkened again. What a brat.

And worst was that he was right.

Yazoo had never ever, with any word, claimed that he wasn´t a virgin. It had been Angeal who had taken it for granted that Yazoo had been around… but in his defense, Angeal had to say that he'd had good reason.

"Your behavior was misleading, deliberately so and you know it!" he retorted, massaging his forehead. What irritated him the most was the nagging little voice in his head, whispering to him to just pretend that nothing had happened, to finish it indeed. He desired Yazoo, very much so… but he had been listening to that voice for too long already, had trusted its promises of it being all right. Angeal should never have done any of this from the very beginning. The boy had tricked him almost successfully so but he wouldn´t have anymore. Angeal wouldn´t let him; he should have trusted his instincts from the start.

"Just what were you thinking," Angeal repeated, more to himself, shaking his head in tired misery. His dark hair hung into his face and he brushed it back. The line between his eyes had grown deeper and darker than ever before.

"...I´m sorry," Yazoo offered blankly, before his expression grew just the slightest bit concerned underneath. "Now you don´t like me anymore, do you?"

There was something so painfully childlike in his question that made Angeal want to throw himself onto his sword that very instant. He looked back at Yazoo through spread fingers that kept half-hiding his face when something even more horrible hit him.

Yazoo had been deceiving him but not because he was vicious or wanted to mess with Angeal.

He had done so out of fear that Angeal wouldn´t want him if he knew the truth. Yazoo was afraid to disappoint and get dumped… which was kind of exactly what Angeal had just done.

Could this get ANY worse?

Finally the man shifted around on the bed, facing Yazoo again. "That´s not it," he said, keeping the bitter tone out of his voice, mostly. "I simply wish you had been honest with me. I do not like being played, Yazoo, no one does, as you should know best."

The boy dropped onto the mattress with a soft thud and curled up, still watching Angeal with his head on the blanket, distanced. "Would you have dated me if you had known?"

There was a pause, before Angeal replied, "Maybe," but it didn´t sound convincing at all, not even to him.

Yazoo just snorted. He stared outside the window into the pouring rain. Usually he found the sound comforting but now it wasn´t helping at all. "I don´t get it. Why does everything always have to be about sex? Whether you have it or not, it´s a big deal one way or the other. I´m sick of it."

"This isn´t about sex." Angeal shook his head. "This is about being honest and lies and the latter won´t get you anywhere. It hurts people and drives them away."

"Oh really." Yazoo´s voice was so sarcastic and deadpan, Angeal wanted to scowl, but he didn´t. "The way I see it, it is only about sex. First you thought I was some man-eating vixen and you loathed me. Then you were okay with it all of a sudden and you had no qualms about dragging me into a gym and molesting me there… and then, when you find out that actually I am not a sex-crazed bitch, even though I never claimed I was, you have nothing better to do than blame me for it and now I´m not good enough anymore."

Angeal narrowed his eyes before he stated, "I am not blaming-" He paused, shaking his head and starting anew. "I am sorry, it was my fault. I am the adult here and I should know what is good for you and what is not. My behavior was inexcusable, dishonorable. I see that now, clearly. "

"Bottom line´s still: you don´t like me because I´m a virgin."

"That´s not true, I do like you."

"Then where is the problem?"

"You are a child!"

"Why, just because I haven't had sex yet?"

"..." Angeal was very tempted to deny that but then he hesitated. If he was truly honest about it, that was exactly the reason, wasn´t it? Just a few hours ago, hadn´t he decided then that it was all right to have intercourse with Yazoo, justifying it with the 'fact' that Yazoo was an adult, no child? And what had been the foundation of that argumentation? Yazoo´s sexual experience. Now here was the dilemma Angeal saw; he couldn´t preach the one thing and do the other. If anything, he had to set an example. "In all honesty: yes," he therefore admitted and he was not proud of it.

Yazoo seemed taken aback by the answer but only for the time it took Angeal to blink. "Then you can simply remedy that fact. Sleep with me. Then I´m an adult according to your strange theory and we can stop the angsting."

"This is exactly what I mean," Angeal´s brows furrowed again to underline the statement but then he sighed. Yazoo was being insolent and childish because he wanted to push Angeal´s buttons because he was disappointed and furious and he did have a point. "You shouldn´t throw away your virginity like that, Yazoo. You should do it with someone you like, someone who means something to you."

"Don´t you think that if I had wanted to 'throw away my virginity,' I would've had plenty of opportunity already? Because I did." Yazoo blinked, inwardly groaning. Angeal´s second statement was absolutely redundant and hearing it like that made the boy feel like some kind of sissy for doing exactly as the man had suggested. Certainly he'd had more opportunities for sex than he could count. All the kids his age had their cherries popped ages ago (well, most of the teens he knew at least,) but Yazoo hadn´t done it yet. Partly that was because Sephiroth would kill him if he ever found out but Yazoo also hadn´t felt like it. Fooling around a bit was fine, he didn´t mind and it felt good… but there were things he didn´t want to do with some random kid. "I like you."

Now what was Angeal to say to that? Obviously Yazoo had made a decision and chosen Angeal as the one he wanted to sleep with, whatever the reason. Right now, the man could not comprehend why Yazoo would like him because Angeal had reached a point where he didn´t have much love for himself. He had betrayed all his principles. He had taken advantage of a child, tricked himself so easily into abandoning his honor, his dignity and his responsibility.

It made him think again. Certainly Yazoo was young in age and apparently he hadn´t crossed the level to 'adulthood' in a sexual way… but what was that anyways? Couldn´t everyone just spread their legs? Hadn´t Yazoo proven that he was far more of an adult by being responsible, by waiting, by making a choice? Angeal´s head hurt. He didn´t know anything anymore. Well, save for a few things maybe.

"I like you too," he replied, somewhat defeated. He was a General; he knew when he had lost a battle. "You still should have told me nonetheless."

"I know. I am sorry." Yazoo sounded genuinely contrite, even though he was thrilled. Angeal still liked him and he hadn´t just told him to shut up, like Dad always did when Yazoo was actually winning an argument. He got up, scooting closer and drawing his arms around Angeal´s neck, leaning against the man´s back. They were still pretty much naked and oversensitive, or at least Yazoo was. The contact with Angeal´s warm skin made his loins stir again. At least the man didn´t shirk away but cupped Yazoo´s hands, squeezing them.

"I believe you."

"Hn... Shall we continue then?"

Angeal remained silent and, sensing his hesitance, Yazoo made the decision for him by removing his hands, turning Angeal´s head around and softly pressing his lips against the General´s. "I want this," he said, voice barely above a whisper but it was audible even through the heavy rain. He brushed his lips over Angeal´s again, his tongue nudging for entrance and this time, it was granted.

Yazoo sighed, shuddering when Angeal´s tongue swirled against his, much more careful this time. Absently the elder pulled the condom off his soft cock that had begun to pulse again, dully but steadily. The wet plastic fell onto the carpet.

Angeal turned on the bed, his chest sweeping against Yazoo´s. Their lips were still locked but the elder was set on not letting his desires get the better of him again. If they were going to do this (and apparently they were,) he would be careful, paying close attention to Yazoo´s reactions. After all, his gay sexual experiences were limited as well and he didn´t want to hurt the other because he was too rough.

Now that he didn´t feel that he had to hold up a tough facade to mislead Angeal anymore, Yazoo felt relaxed and much more at ease. His heartbeat slowed a bit but then Angeal started to touch him again. The man´s fingers trailed over his body lightly, like the wings of butterflies or feathers. They brushed over his cooled chest and traced his collarbone, his ribs and the small, long dent down his navel, between his belly muscles. Yazoo pulled him on the bed, the General lying above him.

"Does that feel nice?" Angeal muttered into an almost-translucent ear shell. Yazoo turned his head, catching surprisingly soft lips. Angeal´s beard made his chin tingle, but pleasantly so. Their tongues intertwined, slowly stroking against each other.

"It does feel good. You can go lower." Yazoo´s long lashes dropped as he looked down, indicating his nether regions. They had gotten warm again and they felt even hotter when Angeal complied and carefully stroked up and down Yazoo´s erection with the back of his hand. The General´s own cock pressed against Yazoo´s thigh and was delightfully rubbed when the boy moved under the weight of the elder, spreading his legs to invite Angeal in between. The heavy petting and stroking lasted longer now, as they took their time to explore each other properly. Yazoo found out that there was a certain spot on Angeal´s back between his shoulder and the root of his neck that made the man shudder when he was touched there. Angeal´s back muscles flexed and moved under Yazoo´s fingertips and he felt goose bumps rising.

Eventually, Angeal reached for the lube again, opened the bottle with his teeth and moistened his fingers. Yazoo watched him with heavy lidded eyes, writhing a bit in anticipation. He was pretty horny but he didn´t want to kill the mood, so he tried to keep the squirming to a minimum. When Angeal´s cold fingers circled his entrance, he sighed though, spreading his legs wider and moving his head back. Angeal kissed down his throat, teasing and stroking before he slipped a finger inside. Yazoo was still loosened from before but the General didn´t want to take any risks. It was warm and tight inside Yazoo, soft yet firm. With slow, gentle strokes, he felt the boy up on the inside until he successfully made him gasp and throw his head back, trembling lightly. The encouraging noises Yazoo produced were reassuring, though a bit strange to Angeal´s ears. He was used to more vocal exclamations.

"You don´t have to hold back," he breathed as he nipped at Yazoo´s shoulder, moving his finger in and out, poking that special spot and adding another finger.

"Aaah, I´m – fuck!- not supposed to swear," the boy managed through gritted teeth.

Angeal´s cock jumped, his brain feeling for a moment as if it had been fried. "I really don´t mind," he replied, which certainly was the understatement of the year. "I find it quite adorable..." At the momentary dead glare he received, the General hurried to assure, letting his rock hard cock glide over Yazoo´s smooth inner thigh, "...and very sexy."

That seemed to appease the young man underneath him, causing him to utter a tiny "Damn" under his breath the next time Angeal poked his prostate, cheeks flushed.

After a while, Yazoo felt that he was wide enough now because as sweet as it was, this was getting torturous.

"I-I think I´m ready," he announced, hips rotating in sync with Angeal´s penetrating movements.

"You think?" the General frowned, brushing against Yazoo´s prostate on purpose to cause another delighted gasp.

"I know," Yazoo hissed, his already swollen lips puffing into an utterly sweet pout. This time Angeal suppressed the urge to point that out and instead kissed those rosy pillows that parted to let his slick tongue dart inside.

"Well then, if that is so..." Angeal withdrew his fingers and leaned on one shoulder in a way to enable Yazoo to see what he was doing. After he had opened another condom, he set it atop the tip of his rosy glans and rolled it down, making sure that it fit perfectly. Not only his cock but his desire felt like it was wrapped in thin plastic, which was actually a good thing, so he wouldn´t cum prematurely or lose control.

"Looks strange," Yazoo observed, tilting his head on the pillow, while Angeal spilled lube over it. "Let me touch it."

"Be my guest." Head propped on one hand, Angeal watched as Yazoo sat up, leaning forward and with almost childlike wonder, wrapped his hand around the slippery organ, letting it glide through the hole he´d made with his fingers. The friction was light because the silver haired youth didn´t want to destroy the condom but it still felt pretty exciting. He could barely make his fingertips meet, so thick it was and Yazoo briefly wondered how this enormous, long thing was supposed to fit inside him.

"Feels cold... and warm..." The lube was still cool but underneath, the flesh was hot and pulsing and so alive. It made Yazoo´s heart beat faster and his stomach flip, especially when he became aware of Angeal´s accelerated breathing and the slight movements of his pelvis.

It was absolutely thrilling to know that he was doing this to Angeal, to a man who must be so experienced.

"Do you want me?" Yazoo teased with a smirk, gripping a bit harder and flicking his thumb over the sensitive tip.

"Hm, I want you," Angeal affirmed on instinct but then he remembered that he ought to be careful and considerate. "If you are ready, that is." There was a sound as if Yazoo was snorting but the General couldn´t tell, because the boy´s long hair was falling into his face.

"On a scale from one to ten, with one being the lowest..." Yazoo purred, leaning in even further and then his tongue darted out to lick over the coated organ as if it was a giant lollipop. "How much do you want me?" He smirked as he looked up, squeezing the twitching flesh.

Angeal groaned with lust but he did get the message. Yazoo didn´t want to be patronized; he wanted to be taken seriously. Hence he suddenly grabbed the boy and flipped him over back onto the bed.

"Take a guess," he growled, assaulting Yazoo´s nipple with his mouth and teeth as if he was a wild animal.

Yazoo chuckled in delight, squirming and wrapping his legs tightly around Angeal´s pelvis. "I – UH!- see!"

The General stopped with a last kiss to the warm, hard nub and took Yazoo´s face in hands, serious again. "If it hurts, tell me. I will stop." The boy simply nodded, holding his breath.

"Relax..." Angeal teased the slick little hole with his fingertip, feeling the tense muscle loosen. Then he placed the tip of his cock against the entrance and gently nudged. Yazoo had drawn his arms around the General´s neck and to distract him from the oncoming intrusion, Angeal sought the boy´s lips for a slow kiss again. Eventually the muscle parted and he slipped inside with the head. Instantly Yazoo tensed and Angeal stilled, closing his eyes, because the warmth and the tightness were a bit overwhelming.

"Does it hurt?"

"Hm-hm."

"On a scale from one to ten, one being the lowest...?"

He heard Yazoo taking a breath. "Six...?"

Stroking down the young man´s side, Angeal murmured, "Do you want to stop?"

"No, it´s getting better already." Yazoo shook his head, burying his face in Angeal´s shoulder. It was nice to smell him, to feel his strong, warm body reassuringly holding him. Luckily, he didn´t feel like he had to do this, Yazoo didn´t feel any emotional pressure. If he had wanted to stop here, he was relatively sure that it was okay for Angeal and that the man wouldn´t think any less of him… and the piercing pain really dulled to a low throbbing. "You can move."

The General stroked over Yazoo´s silky hair before he carefully pushed further inside, until he was half buried. Then he slowly withdrew a bit and rocked forward again.

"How´s that?"

"Okay."

"Hm..." Pushing fully inside, Angeal cradled his lover in his arms. "Let´s try something else." Carefully he flipped the both of them over, so that Yazoo sat atop of him. This way, with Yazoo´s weight pressing down on his cock, it felt even more intense and Angeal was in even deeper but that was just a nice side effect. "You can move now, the way you like. Take your time."

At first, Yazoo felt awkward, being on display like that because Angeal was watching him intently and the boy didn´t know how to do it 'right'. However, Angeal´s hands steadied him, warmly and reassuringly resting on Yazoo´s hips. The youth placed his palms on the General´s hard belly for support and with a mental shrug, he started to rise a bit, then sinking down again. He felt so full with Angeal inside him but it was nice all the same.

Underneath him, Angeal gritted his teeth to suppress a low moan. It wasn´t only the friction on his cock that turned him on but the way Yazoo moved, so careful and almost shy. So sweet and innocent and inexperienced... Now the General might understand better what it was about virgins that many men found so appealing.

In the meantime, Yazoo had found out that Angeal´s cock didn´t break when he moved a bit faster and harder and his movements became surer. Gliding up and down Angeal´s shaft was easier once he had found a rhythm. Experimenting with the angle on how to slide down proved fruitful as well because after a few times, he felt the thick erection brush against that spot inside him.

Yazoo´s fingers curled on Angeal´s stomach and he stopped at the sensation. Angeal patiently waited for the youth to start moving again, which he did after a few seconds.

"How´s that?" he finally asked, a bit breathless, meeting with Yazoo´s movements by thrusting his pelvis up gently.

"Fu-fantastic!" Yazoo hitched, eyes half closed, his little tight ass rising and falling as he started to ride Angeal with sure movements.

"Really? I think you wanted to say something else..." Angeal smiled mockingly, pushing upwards. The desired reply came instantly.

"Fucking awesome!"

"That´s better," the General said affectionately, stroking over Yazoo´s hips. Probably due to the mindblowing pleasure, Yazoo´s movements became erratic and a bit uncoordinated as he lost his rhythm but Angeal was there to help. He held Yazoo still and snapped his pelvis up and down, penetrating the youth´s ass frantically.

"Oh fuck, you´re so damn biiig!" the boy eventually shouted, his nails digging into Angeal´s skin as he threw his head back and came, without Angeal even touching him down there. It was quite sudden but the sight alone pulled the General over the edge. Yazoo´s semen on his chest glistened white in the dull moonlight that peeked out from behind a thin cloud.

The boy collapsed on the man´s chest as if all his bones had turned into jelly and this was exactly how Yazoo felt. There was a short circuit in his brain and he barely felt how Angeal pulled out and gathered his shaking form in his arms.

"Sorry," he murmured, eyes closed, hot waves of happiness numbing his brain. Never before in his life had Yazoo felt so very much at ease with everything, had his body felt so light and perfect and good.

"There´s nothing to apologize for." Angeal kissed him on the forehead and then pulled the condom from his slowly softening cock. Yazoo watched, noticing the cream that trickled down the man´s genitals.

"You came..." It sounded like a half question.

"You bet I did." The statement was accompanied by a smile. "That´s because you´re good."

"Hm, I guess I am." Yazoo snuggled closer, smirking a bit, but he had closed his eyes again. "I guess we should take a shower..." His voice was heavy with exhaustion and sleep and Angeal needed a moment to puzzle the slurred words together.

"Probably," Angeal affirmed but by then, his young lover was already fast asleep. Sighing, the General pulled the blanket over their cooling bodies and closed his eyes as well. There was so much that still needed to be said, to be taken care of... Eventually they would have to deal with Sephiroth too…

But they´d worry about that in the morning; tonight they deserved some peace.

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There it is, the final 'chapter' XD Many thanks for sticking with me and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did^^

A very special Thank You goes out to my darling Chephren for the wonderful beta job she did on all the parts, thank you dear! *huggles*