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Hey, everybody, it's Cloud's birthday! Be sure to wish him well and give him a big hug, okay? It's just what he wants!

Oh, and everybody in Brave Vesperia, or anybody who's thinking about joining- don't let Yuri's business talk fool you. Next time we have a meeting, we'll make it a big party, so get ready, okay? Bring food if you can! Lots of it!

Tifa, you're settling in okay at home, right? No catfights between the girls yet? [Yes, he means Tammy and Cloud too.] Sorry about the mess outside, I'm still working on Tammy's stable.

Speaking of which- Spike, I'm gonna need a hand getting the walls up.

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...Spike, if you're not cool with it, I don't want you to force yourself or anything.

It's fine. And a good idea. Let's go already.

[Disgruntled. You're not telling all, Spike.]

...look, it was just kneejerk. I don't wanna talk about it anyway. So c'mon, before one of the girls take it.

If it was Aerith, I bet she'd just let us hop in with her. [ATTEMPTING TO ADD CHEER.]

Can't do that, Zack. [Not yet anyway. Let's go, you big lug. To the bathroom.]

Yeah, yeah. [Mmkay, he won't argue too hard if you really don't want to talk. He'll wonder, though.]

[Into the bathroom and stripping his pants and boots off. This part isn't too difficult.]

[Zack is pretty happy to get out of the icky sweaty work clothes, so ZOOM! Off they go, into the hamper in the corner. Getting the water going now, nice and lukewarm to cool them down without totally killing the heat they'd been feeling earlier.]

[Right, getting into the shower. So far so good.]

[Mmhm. Joining you now. Shall we get back to what we were doing before?]

[THERE'S SOMEBODY ELSE IN THE SHOWER WITH HIM. HIGH ALERT.]

[What. Spike. You are stiff as a board. Shoulder rub time.]

You're such a liar.

[NO AUGH FFFF TEN NINE EIGHT-

Okay stop that Cloud it's just Zack. Let the shoulder rub work. ...okay turn around and face him because it's much easier to believe that he is in the shower with Zack -lovely, attractive twenty-five-year-old Zack- and not a crowd of nasty forty-to-fifty year old perverts.

...or the showers in Shinra where you shower for three minutes and get out.

Cloud is body shy okay.]

I'm not lying.

You are. You're still terrible at it. [Sigh. Rub, rub, rub. ~~HP/MP restored~~] Guess it's alright, though.

[NO FUCK YOU NO HP/MP RESTORED.

R-right, okay. Okay. Why don't we start kissing again? That will TOTALLY help. Especially since Zack does not have a pedostache.]

[Nope, no pedostache. Only clean-shaven cheeks for you, Spike. And he's pretty damned responsive to said kiss, because it feels damn good, thank you very much.]

[Okay, this is better; tastes like Zack, feels like Zack, is Zack. This is swiftly turning from vaguely disturbing to very awesome. Gonna push Zack against the tiles and grind, now.

Oh Holy.]

Oh God...

[askjfhdhf. Apparently Cloud got over that one real fast.]

Nngh... wow, Spike...

[Doing more of that, resting his forehead against Zack's shoulder as he rocks rhythmically against him. Being really turned on with Zack right here helps a bit. Don't worry, Cloud will be vaguely disturbed later after they've screwed or something.]

H-haahhh...yeah...

[Is that supposed to be comforting? Well, whatever, Zack isn't gonna argue about it with that going on. He reaches around to grip Cloud's hips, arching up to meet each grinding motion. It feels really incredible.]

Oh shit Zack, [Cloud whispers against his shoulder; the water's not hot enough anymore, and he thrusts hard against Zack as if they could heat it up through pure awesome sexpower.]

[Zack chokes back a gasp at the sudden shove, nails scraping against the tile and Cloud's skin. One hand drops down to the knob and twists it, turning up the hot water and sending a wave of steam though the entire bath within seconds.]

[Cloud lifts his chin to nip at Zack's collarbone and neck, panting against his skin.]

W-we forgot to bring stuff.

What? [...Oh.] Shit... shit. Goddammit. [Arrrrrrrgh why are they such impatient little boys.]

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