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kinkfestTitle: "Normal To Me"
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brushfiretiger
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, incest, hermaphrodites, language
Word count: 1247
Prompt: - Final Fantasy VII, Loz/Yazoo(/Kadaj): hermaphrodites - the strange thing is, Loz thinks this is normal
It was late in the evening. Kadaj was already fast asleep on the large makeshift bed, snoring in the light fashion he always did when he'd entered that deep sleep. Yazoo was on the edge of the same bed, mind wrapped completely around his nightly ritual of cleaning Velvet Nightmare. The sound of their bedroom computer revving up told the middle aged remnant that their brother Loz was starting his nightly ritual too; the never ending hunt for porn. Yazoo sighed and went back to checking for imperfections in Nightmare that could affect his shot.
Five minutes later, Yazoo's concentration was interrupted a second time by Loz, this time by his deep sigh of frustration. "Hmm. Loz?" Yazoo called quietly, "What is it?"
"Bunch'a freaks!" the oldest remnant said, arms folded over his chest tight in disgust.
Yazoo set his reassembled gun to one side and slipped off of the bed to come stand behind his brother. "Who?" he asked.
"I look at this shit every night, Yazoo."
"Yes, I know."
"And it's always the same thing!"
"Mm."
"I mean, look at this!" Loz leans forward and begins a rapidfire exploration through porn site after porn site. Yazoo, always the easy going one, looked on with boredom.
"What are we looking at, Loz? I don’t see anything much," said Yazoo finally, when the boredom had reached its limit.
"You don’t see it?" Loz asked. The tall brother shook his head negatively and Loz grunted. "It doesn’t matter if it is a straight site, gay site, fucking bestiality site. They're all freaks! No one is like us."
Yazoo inhaled a bit sharply and looked again. As he leaned over and began a casual clicking through sites himself, he felt Loz slip his callused hand up along his inner thigh. The middle brother smiled. Clever, brother, he thought. Dressed only in his night robe, Loz had easy access to anything he desired. "You're right. The closest thing I can see are these." Yazoo made one final click and the screen filled with pretty boys with breasts and small cocks. "She-males," Yazoo read the title with a sneer that ended with a softer mewl as Loz lightly trailed one finger down the center of his brother's carnal kingdom.
"Told you. All freaks. Not like you. Not like Kadaj," agreed Loz, gently sending his finger just slightly into the wet heat between Yazoo's thighs. The younger brother gasped sweetly and Loz moaned, going instantly hard. "Beautiful," he whispered, pulling open the front of his leather pants and wiggling them down off of his hips. His erection was curved, elegant for someone so masculine. "Come here." It was a command not to be disobeyed.
Yazoo ran his tongue over his lips, now just as hot for it as his brother. Regardless of the oddities on the screen, they, along with Loz's expert stroking, had aroused him into need. He slipped from the long silk robe, nude underneath, and settled himself down on his brother's lap.
"Keep hunting," moaned Loz into the back of Yazoo's ear as both strong hands pulled Yazoo's thighs wide over his own and became too busy to click the mouse. Yazoo leaned back against his brother's broad chest and did as he was told, but barely saw the images as Loz spread the folds of his slit with one hand and curled the fingers of his fist around the more slender boy's cock. Both sexes engaged, Yazoo trembled. "So pretty, Yazoo. Better than anything on there."
Yazoo gasped again as Loz pinched his swollen little clit and began rolling his thumb against it in time with the stroking of his cock. "Fuck! Loz!" He arched, head falling back against the larger brother's shoulder. "Nnggh! Tease!" The mouse clattered to the floor.
A moan came from the bed.
Turning, Loz could see that Kadaj had woken and was watching, hand down his sleep pants, stroking. The eldest smiled. "Should have told us."
"Why? I was having fun watching. Fuck him, Loz. You know he wants it," came Kadaj's sly answer. "Bring him here." Loz nodded.
Yazoo panted and tried to get up onto shaky legs, but was scooped up by his strong brother and carried the rest of the way. Thrown down onto the oversized bed, Yazoo found himself quickly turned onto his belly, face into the pillow. From the corner of his eye, he could see Kadaj slipping off his pants and settling in to watch. Yazoo's ass was lifted and he cried out shrill as Loz plunged his tongue into the damp, begging heat.
Loz loved this. He couldn’t understand why no one else seemed to understand the joys of what they possessed. As he slurped hard on Yazoo's tender little nub, tasting the now constant flow of juices from his sibling, he knew that nothing else could ever work for him. Two fingers worked in beside his tongue and the pitch of Yazoo's cries changed. Smiling, Loz wet his thumb and keeping the fingers embedded, rolled the thicker digit along the rim of Yazoo's tighter hole.
Along side the pair, Kadaj was mimicking Loz's every move on himself, legs spread wide for the elder to see.
Nostrils flared, Loz shoved his pants the rest of the way down his legs and mounted up behind Yazoo. He wasted no time, sinking the flared head of his cock into his brother's glistening slit. Both brothers yowled as strong hips picked up a brutal pace, flesh snapping hard on brotherly flesh. The bed rocked and Loz reached down for a fistful of silver hair, using it to help control the power of his thrust.
Yazoo didn’t complain. Head back, his mind was empty of all thoughts save for the abusive pleasure he was receiving. He was right on the brink of orgasm when Loz…stopped. The middle brother's eyes flew open and he snarled, looking back over his shoulder.
Loz seemed frozen, his eyes wide and the only motion was behind him. Yazoo watched those muscled thighs quiver and he knew even before he spotted Kadaj what was happening. "You should have let him finish! You know he can't focus on two things at once, Kadaj!" Yazoo snapped. He was answered by a sharp inward thrust of cock.
"Can… can to. Oh .. Kada…Fuck that's good!" Loz cried as their youngest suckled slow and hard upon the eldest brother's tiny bud. It was rare that Loz received and generally, he was okay with that, but once in a while, when Kadaj was in the mood, even the mighty Loz enjoyed being reminded that they were all the same.
Slowly Loz began moving inside of Yazoo again, careful not to knock Kadaj over with his motion. When Kadaj stood and pressed his cock deep into Loz's wet folds, he howled and allowed himself to pick up the pace. Before long, all three of them were breaking, calling out one another's names and soaking the sheets with an ambrosia of sexual release.
Aching in that incredibly good way, they shoved the sheets to the floor and curled up, Loz in the center. He held them both, kissing and cooing over them until both were asleep. As his own eyes fluttered closed, he had one single thought. He knew he was never going to post pictures of any of them on the internet. If anyone else knew what he had, they might want it too, and Loz was certainly not going to share.
Author/Artist:
brushfiretigerRating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, incest, hermaphrodites, language
Word count: 1247
Prompt: - Final Fantasy VII, Loz/Yazoo(/Kadaj): hermaphrodites - the strange thing is, Loz thinks this is normal
It was late in the evening. Kadaj was already fast asleep on the large makeshift bed, snoring in the light fashion he always did when he'd entered that deep sleep. Yazoo was on the edge of the same bed, mind wrapped completely around his nightly ritual of cleaning Velvet Nightmare. The sound of their bedroom computer revving up told the middle aged remnant that their brother Loz was starting his nightly ritual too; the never ending hunt for porn. Yazoo sighed and went back to checking for imperfections in Nightmare that could affect his shot.
Five minutes later, Yazoo's concentration was interrupted a second time by Loz, this time by his deep sigh of frustration. "Hmm. Loz?" Yazoo called quietly, "What is it?"
"Bunch'a freaks!" the oldest remnant said, arms folded over his chest tight in disgust.
Yazoo set his reassembled gun to one side and slipped off of the bed to come stand behind his brother. "Who?" he asked.
"I look at this shit every night, Yazoo."
"Yes, I know."
"And it's always the same thing!"
"Mm."
"I mean, look at this!" Loz leans forward and begins a rapidfire exploration through porn site after porn site. Yazoo, always the easy going one, looked on with boredom.
"What are we looking at, Loz? I don’t see anything much," said Yazoo finally, when the boredom had reached its limit.
"You don’t see it?" Loz asked. The tall brother shook his head negatively and Loz grunted. "It doesn’t matter if it is a straight site, gay site, fucking bestiality site. They're all freaks! No one is like us."
Yazoo inhaled a bit sharply and looked again. As he leaned over and began a casual clicking through sites himself, he felt Loz slip his callused hand up along his inner thigh. The middle brother smiled. Clever, brother, he thought. Dressed only in his night robe, Loz had easy access to anything he desired. "You're right. The closest thing I can see are these." Yazoo made one final click and the screen filled with pretty boys with breasts and small cocks. "She-males," Yazoo read the title with a sneer that ended with a softer mewl as Loz lightly trailed one finger down the center of his brother's carnal kingdom.
"Told you. All freaks. Not like you. Not like Kadaj," agreed Loz, gently sending his finger just slightly into the wet heat between Yazoo's thighs. The younger brother gasped sweetly and Loz moaned, going instantly hard. "Beautiful," he whispered, pulling open the front of his leather pants and wiggling them down off of his hips. His erection was curved, elegant for someone so masculine. "Come here." It was a command not to be disobeyed.
Yazoo ran his tongue over his lips, now just as hot for it as his brother. Regardless of the oddities on the screen, they, along with Loz's expert stroking, had aroused him into need. He slipped from the long silk robe, nude underneath, and settled himself down on his brother's lap.
"Keep hunting," moaned Loz into the back of Yazoo's ear as both strong hands pulled Yazoo's thighs wide over his own and became too busy to click the mouse. Yazoo leaned back against his brother's broad chest and did as he was told, but barely saw the images as Loz spread the folds of his slit with one hand and curled the fingers of his fist around the more slender boy's cock. Both sexes engaged, Yazoo trembled. "So pretty, Yazoo. Better than anything on there."
Yazoo gasped again as Loz pinched his swollen little clit and began rolling his thumb against it in time with the stroking of his cock. "Fuck! Loz!" He arched, head falling back against the larger brother's shoulder. "Nnggh! Tease!" The mouse clattered to the floor.
A moan came from the bed.
Turning, Loz could see that Kadaj had woken and was watching, hand down his sleep pants, stroking. The eldest smiled. "Should have told us."
"Why? I was having fun watching. Fuck him, Loz. You know he wants it," came Kadaj's sly answer. "Bring him here." Loz nodded.
Yazoo panted and tried to get up onto shaky legs, but was scooped up by his strong brother and carried the rest of the way. Thrown down onto the oversized bed, Yazoo found himself quickly turned onto his belly, face into the pillow. From the corner of his eye, he could see Kadaj slipping off his pants and settling in to watch. Yazoo's ass was lifted and he cried out shrill as Loz plunged his tongue into the damp, begging heat.
Loz loved this. He couldn’t understand why no one else seemed to understand the joys of what they possessed. As he slurped hard on Yazoo's tender little nub, tasting the now constant flow of juices from his sibling, he knew that nothing else could ever work for him. Two fingers worked in beside his tongue and the pitch of Yazoo's cries changed. Smiling, Loz wet his thumb and keeping the fingers embedded, rolled the thicker digit along the rim of Yazoo's tighter hole.
Along side the pair, Kadaj was mimicking Loz's every move on himself, legs spread wide for the elder to see.
Nostrils flared, Loz shoved his pants the rest of the way down his legs and mounted up behind Yazoo. He wasted no time, sinking the flared head of his cock into his brother's glistening slit. Both brothers yowled as strong hips picked up a brutal pace, flesh snapping hard on brotherly flesh. The bed rocked and Loz reached down for a fistful of silver hair, using it to help control the power of his thrust.
Yazoo didn’t complain. Head back, his mind was empty of all thoughts save for the abusive pleasure he was receiving. He was right on the brink of orgasm when Loz…stopped. The middle brother's eyes flew open and he snarled, looking back over his shoulder.
Loz seemed frozen, his eyes wide and the only motion was behind him. Yazoo watched those muscled thighs quiver and he knew even before he spotted Kadaj what was happening. "You should have let him finish! You know he can't focus on two things at once, Kadaj!" Yazoo snapped. He was answered by a sharp inward thrust of cock.
"Can… can to. Oh .. Kada…Fuck that's good!" Loz cried as their youngest suckled slow and hard upon the eldest brother's tiny bud. It was rare that Loz received and generally, he was okay with that, but once in a while, when Kadaj was in the mood, even the mighty Loz enjoyed being reminded that they were all the same.
Slowly Loz began moving inside of Yazoo again, careful not to knock Kadaj over with his motion. When Kadaj stood and pressed his cock deep into Loz's wet folds, he howled and allowed himself to pick up the pace. Before long, all three of them were breaking, calling out one another's names and soaking the sheets with an ambrosia of sexual release.
Aching in that incredibly good way, they shoved the sheets to the floor and curled up, Loz in the center. He held them both, kissing and cooing over them until both were asleep. As his own eyes fluttered closed, he had one single thought. He knew he was never going to post pictures of any of them on the internet. If anyone else knew what he had, they might want it too, and Loz was certainly not going to share.
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