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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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Shit what? [A single stroke, and Cloud inches his fingers a bit deeper, though he doesn't curl them.]

[No response; just a gasping cry, fingers scraping against the tile. They might just be leaving a mark.]

[F-fff, this might make Cloud some kind of sicko, but this is really...empowering. His hands still completely and he scrapes his teeth along the skin at the base of Zack's neck.]

[Who wouldn't feel empowered from making a big man like Zack get all needy and noisy like that? :|]

H-hey... Spike, don't stop, geez...

I'm just taking my time. [Cloud shifts his fingers, then goes still again. Zack'll probably catch on and get all indignant soon; it'll stop being fun once he starts getting angry, though.]

[Glancing over his shoulder now. INDIGNANT.] You're horrible. You're a horrible person, Spike. You are so lucky it's your birthday.

[He'll probably say that a lot, today.]

Stop being so dramatic. [TWITCH.]

I'm not being dramatic. I'm being awkward, because you're just standing there with your fingers up my ass. [SQUIRM.]

[CURL.]

[POUT.]

C'mon, at least play along. [Cloud rests his chin on Zack's shoulder with a scowl, going back to stroking him.] It's my birthday.

[Haaaa, stroking. Feels good.] You want me to cry and plead and beg for more? Will that make your little birthday ego all hard and manly?

[BITE shoulder. D:<]

[STEP ON FOOT. D:<]

[OW]

Zack, stop it!

[OH MY GOD THAT FACE]

[That's RIGHT. You behave yourself.

Slicking up now.]

[BRB TRAUMATIZED]

Zack, lean over.

[WHAT, NO. THAT WAS THE MOST HORRIFYING EXPRESSION IN EXISTENCE, WHY WOULD HE WANT TO BE FUCKED BY THAT. AUGH. NO. GO AWAY SPIKE. HE FEELS VIOLENTLY ILL, THAT WAS AN UNSEXY FACE.]

[So let's get this straight.

Not only are you revoking your birthday present, not only did you drag him into the shower and get him worked up despite his initial GUTWRENCHING HORROR associated with equally gutwrenchingly horrific memories, not only did you refuse to play along and get turned on properly, but now you are going to deny him sex?

NOW. You are going to DENY. HIM. SEX?]

[Yes.]

Zack if you do not let me screw you right now after all that foreplay we are going to have a slight problem.

I don't know, I'm feeling a little slighted. I'm not sure I'm still in the mood.

[Bathtub throwdown in 3...]

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[Action] I had to, I scrolled by and it was just THERE.

[Action] I hate you

[Action] Yeah right, you loved it.

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