Saying Thanks, SOLDIER Style

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or settings of Final Fantasy VII. They are the sole creative property of SquareEnix. I do however own my insanity and perversity. Nor do I make a profit from this endeavor, I will however gain carpal tunnel syndrome eventually.

Title: Saying Thanks, SOLDIER Style

Warnings: FLUFF and Smut, OCC-ness, crack-ish

Rating: M for sMutty

Pairings: ZANGEAL! (Say it with Zack’s enthusiasm… it’s almost as fun as saying “Kuchiki Taicho!)

Summary: Sometimes a “Thank You” note just doesn’t suffice. Story 4 in the Saying Thanks series.

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Saying Thanks, SOLDIER Style

(set after Angeal informs Zack that he has been recommended for 1^st)

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“I’ve recommended you for 1^st,” Angeal’s low and calm tone redirected Zack’s waning attention towards him.

Zack turned towards his mentor, the man he had looked up to for so many years; Mako bright eyes widening in surprise and joy as his hands reached upwards as if to contain the words he waited so long to hear in his head.

“ANGEAL!” Zack’s excited cry surely was heard well outside the SOLDIER conference room. “I love you! Man! Ang…” Zack lunged forward and wrapped his long toned arms around the upper body of the more muscular SOLDIER.

Angeal forcibly shrugged Zack off of him as a faint blush bloomed high on his cheeks. “Don’t make me regret this,” Angeal warned as Lazard chuckled, slightly jealous of the easy relationship the two men shared.

“Sir,” Zack barked like a trained dog though the smile continued to play on his lips. Angeal stood and turned his head slightly towards Zack and rolled his eyes as he watched the younger man bounce on his feet.

“Once you’re packed, you’ll leave at once,” he informed.

“Actually,” Lazard cut in. “Troop movement will commence tomorrow so both of you will be able to be better prepared. We want this war to be over… at all costs.”

“Sir,” both SOLDIERs responded. Zack turned to leave but Angeal grabbed onto his forearm.

“I have somethings to finish up in my office. Go home, eat, shower and get packed. I want you in bed by 2100 hours. Understood?”

“But Angeaal,” Zack whined.

“Not buts. GO!”

“Yes sir,” Zack sighed slightly dejected but immediately bounced back. “Thanks again for the recommendation Angeal!” The younger SOLDIER moved so quickly that Angeal never stood and chance and fell victim to a sloppy kiss on his cheek as he was hugged again. Before he could swat his mentee away, Zack jumped out of striking range openly smirking at Angeal’s glower before quickly dashing for the door.

“I see you have someone special that looks up to you,” Lazard commented with a bemused smile.

Angeal’s frown deepened as he looked at the SOLDIER Director. “My someone special has gone missing in Wutai,” he said.

“Or has become a traitor to ShinRa. What then, Angeal? You should be thankful you have someone that loves you like Zack in your life and not take him for granted,” Lazard said in a serious tone before shaking his head violently and plastering a bright smile on his face. “Oh, what am I saying, dismissed.” With that last sentence, the blonde went back to the bank of monitors before him and pointedly ignored the massive man besides him and waiting for the SOLDIER to vacate the room.

The hulky SOLDIER 1^st walked almost in a daze back to his quarters that he shared with Zack, Lazard’s words and their meaning playing over and over again in his mind. He knew Zack cared for him but then again, the kid cared for nearly everything he came in contact with. Love? The type of love Lazard was speaking about; did Zack feel that, towards him? Angeal stopped and stared stupidly as his apartment door before it was opened roughly.

“Angeal!” Zack cheered. “I thought I heard someone out here,” he yelled as he rushed away from the door and off to the kitchen area before bounding back. “I thought you said you had to go to the office? Finished earlier? I hope you did,” his words stumbling over each other in his rush to get them out as he began mimicking his name sake and rushed to and fro from Angeal like a puppy towards its master. “I made your favorite for dinner; the casserole is cooling on the stove.”

Zack smiled as he walked up to Angeal who was resting against the closed door, his thoughts still elsewhere. The teen saw the forlorn look on his mentor’s eyes and got serious for a moment as he rested his palms on Angeal’s shoulders, just as the man did to him so many times before when he was about to say something that needed to not only be listened to, but heard deep inside.

“I’ll bring back Genesis to you, Angeal. I promise,” Zack said and Angeal’s head whipped up at the words.

“To me?”

“Yep,” Zack replied as he tugged Angeal towards his bedroom, hoping the older man would take the hint to get changed and relax a bit. “It’s obvious how you feel about him,” he tried to say nonchalantly. “’The things that are most important to me are: Honor, Genesis and my sword; in that order’,” Zack parroted Angeal’s words.

“How do you feel, Zack?” Angeal, facing his bed, had his back towards Zack and waited for the teen to reply.

“I… well, I don’t know Genesis,” the teen said before being cut off by his mentor.

“I mean about me, Zack. How do you feel about me?”

A crushing silence filled the bedroom; the ticking of the second hand on the clock in the hallway became obnoxiously loud as the older man waited.

When a warm muscular body, though smaller than his own, pressed against his back and strong arms wrapped around his waist, Angeal let out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Angeal turned around in the loose embrace and cupped the teen’s jaw with his right hand, their eyes searching for something in the other’s gaze before the older man dipped his head slightly down and gently brushed his lips against the others.

Zack always quick to excite, gripped onto Angeal’s shirt front. The 1^st Class grabbed one of the teen’s wrists with his left hand and pulled until the teen’s arm was twisted almost painfully behind his back. Angeal used the move to spin the teen around and push him down onto his massive bed.

Angeal noticed that the teen had changed out of his standard uniform and was clad only in long shorts and a t-shirt; working quickly in between dizzying kisses, Angeal removed the flimsy articles of clothing before shucking off his 1^st Class belt and sweater vest and removing his boots.

With his own pants barely fastened and resting on chiseled hips, his gazed openly as Zack’s naked body was laid out before him. Angeal had taken pride in training Zack and helping to shape the teen’s physique but he never expected the young man to look like a young god sprawled out before him. Genesis was smooth lean lines, almost similar to a dancer’s lithe form whereas Zack was cut and defined though not as bulky as Angeal.

“An… Angeal,” Zack’s voice hiccupped as the man in question kissed and nibbled different paths across the torso underneath him.

“Get up in the bed,” Angeal murmured against the fleshy part of Zack’s inner right thigh as he, himself moved off the bed going to retrieve a small bottle from the attached bathroom.

Zack’s eyes zeroed in and locked on Angeal as the man walked around the bed before disappearing momentarily from sight. Their eyes connecting, Angeal flushed slightly as he smiled at the naked male on his bed. Zack gulped in slight trepidation as he watched Angeal strip the remaining clothing off. The teen had seen Angeal barely clad numerous times before but seeing someone almost naked in swim trunks as they were about to swim and seeing them fully naked about to engage in intimate acts were on completely different wavelengths in the teen’s mind.

The teen closed his eyes tightly and tried to calm his breathing in hopes of getting his emotions and hormones under some semblance of control. He squeaked slightly as he felt the mattress dip somewhere around his left hip as Angeal moved into a comfortable position, resting on his side as his large sword-roughened palm swept up and down gently along Zack’s stomach and chest.

“Are you okay with this?” Angeal moved to lie between Zack’s bent knees as he wanted for the teen to answer. For once in his life, Zack was unable to form the words needed to express himself, so he nodded dumbly as Angeal began to run his tongue up and down his erect length, making any doubts and nervousness fly from the 2^nd Class’ head. “Good,” Angeal smirked before placing a kiss on the skin between the base of Zack’s erection and sac before engulfing the whole length in his mouth as he speared a thick finger into Zack’s entrance.

Zack wasn’t sure if he gasped in pain or blinding pleasure as the dueling sensations overrode his nerve endings. He was barely able to discern Angeal’s voice commanding him to “relax” over the sound of his own heart beating in his ears. The feel of Angeal’s fingers and tongue assaulting him set his body a flame as his back arched off the mattress and he dug his fingers into the threadbare cotton sheets. His fingers and feet sought purchase in the mattress as his body battled itself, trying to back away from Angeal’s fingers as he sought the expert tongue and warm mouth sucking him off so sweetly.

“Ang… Angeal. I... I can’t. I wanna,” the teen stammered as he felt the familiar coil tighten in his stomach, but he knew this was so much more and he wouldn’t be able to hang onto the edge of bliss to draw it out.

The older man smirked around the length buried deep in his throat as he pushed a third digit into the youth, working slowly but thoroughly to open the teen up in preparation for what was yet to come. Angeal’s body jolted a bit as he was caught off guard when his finger rubbed against the sensitive area deep inside Zack’s body that set in motion an orgasm so violent that it racked the teen’s body in spasms and had the male bolt upright into a sitting position, his fingers forming claws and digging into Angeal’s thick black locks.

“Annngealll,” Zack cried as hot semen shot down the older male’s throat.

In the last year that Angeal had come to know Zack, he never knew his name to sound any better than in that moment, when Zack called him as he released. With a cheeky popping noise, Angeal let the quickly deflating erection slip from his mouth as he placed a tender kiss on the still sensitive head and laughed as Zack’s body twitched.

“So responsive,” Angeal murmured as he kissed up the teen’s body with flopped gracelessly back onto the bed.

“I think… I’m dead,” Zack panted as he struggled to get his body to move.

“Mmm,” Angeal hummed as he nuzzled the younger man’s jaw before biting on an unprotected earlobe. “You’re not dead. I’m not into necrophilia and I have all intentions to fuck you into ground,” he husked as he grinded his hard, thick length onto Zack’s thigh.

“Oh Gaia, Angeal! I can’t… I really can’t,” the teen whined, completely spent.

“Deal with it, SOLDIER,” Angeal teased before moving off of Zack’s body and shifting them around so that Zack’s back was flush up against Angeal’s chest. “Just relax and let me take care of you,” he murmured against the neck in front of him as he nipped at the flesh.

Zack pressed himself up against Angeal’s chest as he felt the older man’s arms wrap around him from behind. One hand playing with his nipples while the other hand rubbed comforting circles around Zack’s stomach. Angeal waited as Zack relaxed, the teen’s head resting on his shoulder and their left hands clasped together over the younger’s stomach.

“Turn your head,” Angeal whispered, “and kiss me.”

As tongues gently entwined and rubbed against each other, Angeal pushed his length deep inside the teen, seating himself fully. He swallowed Zack’s cry of surprise and waited until the boy relaxed again before slowing rocking his hips to and fro, setting a gentle but deep pace.

They had made love all night long, wrapped in each other’s arms and woke up sharing small secret smiles and kisses as the both dressed and rushed to the deployment area.

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During the first few days out in Wutai, Zack tried to bring up what had taken place but each time Angeal would deflect the conversation and bring up an anecdote about Genesis or remind him of why they were there, to retrieve the missing SOLDIER. Zack tried not to be depressed and feel used but somehow pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on impressing the Director of SOLDIER and hoping to get the 1^st Class promotion.

It wasn’t until Zack was in danger and Angeal rescued him did he let the bitterness out.

“Oh, sorry if your sword got any wear, tear or rust on it,” Zack said waspishly after Angeal saved his life from a summon.

“You’re a little more important than my sword,” Angeal smirked before chuckling. “Just a little,” he winked as he barely put his thumb and index finger together. For the first time since the mission began, Zack’s face lit up as he reached for Angeal’s out stretched hand. Those few words meaning the world to the young man.

“Thanks… Angeal.”

“No, thank you,” Angeal thought, understanding that he would betray ShinRa if it meant protecting Zack from Genesis, or even himself. The teen had come to mean that much to him.

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A/N: See what can happen when you change punctuation? The first part is directly from the game and well, according to my yaoi-trained ears it clearly meant that. Right? Right!  

Alas, story 4 is now one for the books in the Saying Thanks series. Our big finale? Saying Thanks, Villain Style featuring Sephiroth and Genesis and a certain kink I’ve been dying to take a stab at writing.

Thank you to all who have read and reviewed any stories from this series as well as my others. =)