"Okay, I'm leaving you three in charge of the ramble room," Lark told Zechs, Treize and Sephiroth as she headed for the door. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, Sephy. I'll be back tomorrow. Bye!" She blew them all a kiss. Then she closed the door, leaving the gay guy and the two bisexual's alone.

    "We've got a whole night ahead of us," Treize commented, raising his eyebrows at Zechs.

    The lightning baron smiled back seductively. "All those hours..."

    Sephiroth plopped down on the couch with a labored sigh. "Look what she left me with."

    Treize sat to his left, grinning.

    Zechs sat to his right, grinning wider.

    Suddenly he felt somewhat uncomfortable. Sephiroth looked up. "What? Why are you sitting next to me? No one sits next to me."

    "We've heard some things..." Zechs commented, bringing his lips over towards Sephiroth's ear.

    The silver haired man froze as he felt Zechs' breath on his skin. "Vincent and Tseng are lying. All....liars."

    Treize began running his fingers through silver locks. "You're so beautiful, Sephiroth. You remind me of my Zechs."

    "I......I......." Sephiroth stammered, feeling the blonde man's lips come in contact with his skin. "Ooh..."

    "See, Zechs? He does like us." Treize grinned as he began to rain slow, suckling kisses on Sephiroth's face.

    The former Soldier's green eyes fell closed. There was no use in trying to resist these two gorgeous men fawning over him. The only question was which one did he want more?

    "Mmmmm...." Zechs mumbled between kisses. "You're so magnificent, Sephiroth..."

    "I know..." he breathed.

    Treize chuckled, planting kisses along his eyebrows. "Open your eyes, magnificent one. They're intoxicating."

    Sephiroth wordlessly opened them. "Why are you doing this?"

    "Because you're gorgeous," replied Treize, kissing down his nose. "Why? You don't want us?"

    "No," panted the silver haired man. "I do... I do..." He could feel the desire pooling between his legs.

    Zechs swatted Treize away from Sephiroth's face, but before the silver haired man could protest, Zechs' lips were on his, tongue forging a path into his mouth. Sephiroth moaned involuntarily, bending his head back as the blonde deepened the kiss, cupping the other man's angular face in his hands. The Jenova fused man's arms went around the lightning baron's lean muscular form, fingers sliding under his shirt, exploring eagerly.

    "Don't act like I'm not here," Treize reminded him gently as he deftly managed to remove all articles of clothing from Sephiroth's upper half.

    "Mmmm...thank you, Treize..." Zechs mumbled against the other man's lips before taking them once more. Long, slender fingers trailed over a powerful shoulder and lingered over a muscular chest, all the while happily moaning.

    Sephiroth, in the meanwhile, was trying to free Zechs of his shirt, eager to run his own hands over that well built form. Finally he finished with the buttons, and the young man shook it off his shoulders and onto the floor.

    While Zechs and Sephiroth were passionately locked at the lips, Treize managed to squeeze between them and attach his lips to one of the blonde's pink nipples, sucking gently on it and extracting more urgent moans from Zechs as he arched towards that teasing mouth. The colonel also reached over to squeeze and tease on of Sephiroth's as well, reveling in the fact that he now had two gorgeous man aching for his touch.

    "Mmm.....so talented, Treize," Zechs commented with a smile. Looking back at Sephiroth he ran a hand through that silver hair and leaned forward. "And you kiss wonderfully."

    Sephiroth leaned forward to again capture the blonde's lips. "As do you....mmmmmm....."

    Treize bit down gently on the nub of flesh, causing a yelp from the blonde man as he separated his lips from Sephiroth's.

    "Treize," he began, "You--"

    The Colonel reached up to kiss his lightning baron, gently and passionately.

    The Jenova fused man took this opportunity to strip Treize to the waist, gladly exploring the young man's powerful upper body. He watched the two men's passionate kiss and as he did so, he could feel himself grow more and more aroused as their tongues and moans tangled together.

    Sephiroth pressed his lips to the Colonel's lightly tanned skin, sucking fiercely on it as his hands smoothed through ginger locks.

    The lips of the two lovers parted and they turned to their guest, grinning devilishly. Sephiroth looked up from where he had been creating a red mark on Treize's skin.

    "Mmmm....so what should we do with our pretty little pet, Zechs?" Treize looked over at the blonde.

    "What *shouldn't* we do with him?" was the reply.

    Sephiroth watched as the two men came to face him, running their hands over his bare chest.

    "Have you ever been with two men before, Sephiroth?"

    "No....no..." he stuttered.

    "Let me see what Zechs enjoyed so much," Treize murmured, roughly taking the Jenova fused man's lips. Sephiroth eagerly allowed that noble tongue to slide into his mouth.

    The blonde came up behind the green eyed man and he slid his arms around his waist, reaching straight for the closure of his pants.

    Sephiroth shuddered as he felt Zechs remove his last piece of clothing and touch him, finger tips skirting over the small of his back and moving around to take a loose hold on his erection. He melted, groaning, and Treize took his lips away, chuckling.

    "Go ahead, Zechs," he said, coming up behind his lover. "And I'll make work of you."

    "Oh god," the Jenova fused man whispered in anticipation. "Oh my god.... Oh my god... OH MY GOD!" His eyes flew open at the feel of Zechs' mouth, wet and hot, surrounding his member. Moaning the blonde's name, his hands wandered through those silky locks of long hair, reeling in pleasure as Zechs sucked eagerly.

    Treize, in the meanwhile, ever eager to be dominant, came up behind Zechs and skillfully managed to strip him as well. Then for a moment he simply sat back, enjoying the vision of his beautiful lover milking Sephiroth to orgasm. The green eyed man was so far gone he could only close his eyes and try to thrust further into Zechs' mouth.

    Grinning devilishly, Treize reached over to stoke Zechs arousal, causing him to deep throat Sephiroth in shock. The Colonel stroked faster, watching gleefully as the ice blue eyes half closed, mouth still working on the silver haired angel.

    Sephiroth dug his fingers into Zechs scalp, pulling at his hair, eyes closed to the world. He wasn't going to last long, not with that playfully skilled tongue working him. "I.... I....." he gasped, trying to make out some kind of warning. There was no use, and he screamed Zechs name as he came.

    The rush of semen into his mouth and Treize' hand stroking his member pushed Zechs over the edge too, and the Colonel brought his wet hand to his mouth, delicately licking Zechs' seed from his fingers.

    Sephiroth was collapsed in a sweaty heap on the floor, catching his breath.

    "Treize," gasped the lightning baron, a small smile on his lips. "Sometimes I think you are evil."

    "It's all in the wrist, my darling," replied the Colonel, devilish expression still playing on his face.

    "I...reallly......like.......you guys," Sephiroth admitted, sitting up.

    "You'll like us even more in a moment," Treize promised, shedding his pants. "Lubricant, Zechs?"

    The blonde reached under the couch and pulled out a small jar.

    Sephiroth's jaw fell open. "How long have you been planning this?"

    "Ever since we laid eyes on you, beautiful creature," Zechs whispered, pressing a light kiss to the silver haired man's forehead.

    "It was unanimous," explained Treize, opening the jar. "We had to have you."
 
    "Wait a minute, Treize," Zechs interrupted, ice blue eyes narrowing. "Who said *you* get to do it?"

    Sapphire eyes blinked. "You? You got everything."

    Zechs relented, but grumbled, "I wanted to do it."

    "You'll let me, Sephiroth?" the Colonel confirmed.

    "Yes, oh yes," Sephiroth eagerly answered.

    "On your hands and knees, please," Treize requested, elegantly lubricating his own erection.

    Zechs settled back to watch as the silver haired man silently acted on Treize's command. Sephiroth braced himself, wincing slightly as the first slick finger worked itself into him.

    "I'll distract him," Zechs offered, crawling over on his hands and knees. Once in front of Sephiroth he leaned forward and kissed him.

    Sephiroth moaned into the blonde's mouth as a second finger probed him, and then a third.

    "Thank you, Zechs." The Colonel removed his fingers and positioned himself for entry. "You better sit back and watch now." He grinned. "I want to hear every noise he makes."

    With one last stroke of their tongues, Zechs drew back, running a hand once through Sephiroth's hair. Then he watched as Treize eased himself into the other man's body. Sephiroth bit back the pain, concentrating more on the pleasure as the Colonel slid himself all the way in and held there for a few minutes.

    Treize closed his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips. "Mmm....you are truly magnificent."

    Zechs chuckled. "I wish I had a camera."

    Sephiroth lifted his head to glare at the third man. "Hysterical."

    The lightning baron laughed again. "Well come on, Treize. What are you waiting for?"

    With a grunt, Treize pulled out almost completely and stopped.

    "You are a cruel, cruel man," panted the Jenova fused angel, looking back.

    "You could try asking nicely," the Colonel suggested.

    Zechs contained his laughter.

    "Fuck me," Sephiroth snarled.

    "Excuse me?"

    "I said fuck me, Treize!" he cried out. "Please!"

    "Well since you asked nicely," Treize replied, sliding back in.

    Sephiroth groaned in pleasure as Treize touched that one spot inside him. He was quickly hardening again.

    Treize moved very slowly at first, and Sephiroth moaned in protest, trying to thrust back onto that thick width impaling him. Luckily that game grew old quickly, as the Colonel felt the overwhelming desire to fuck the hell out of Sephiroth. He moved faster, throwing himself into that strong, willing body.

    The green eyed man cried out with each powerful thrust, urging him on. "Oh *yes*, Treize! Harder! Faster! *God* I need you!"

    Poor Zechs could only watch his lover thrust into the other man, growing more and more aroused by the second.

    Treize grunted as he continued his movements. "Oh so hot, Sephiroth...gods...so wonderful."

    "Yes, Treize! Yes!"

    Zechs watched the scene in a trance, the pressure in his groin growing intolerable. He had to do something and everyone else was busy...so... A hand moved between his legs almost subconsciously and he began to touch himself, looking for any release.

    Sephiroth caught sight of Zechs groaning in pleasure as he took care of himself and felt himself grow harder. "Zechs!" he groaned. "Let me."

    The blonde jerked out of his self induced daze and came over, shocked as Sephiroth leaned forward to lick his hardened shaft.

    Treize was moving as fast as he could manage, heart pounding in his chest, coated in sweat. Hs reached forward to touch Sephiroth's erection, preparing to push him over the edge.

    After licking the pulsing shaft from every angle, Sephiroth took it into his mouth, extracting more encouraging moans from the blonde. It was hard to concentrate on pleasing Zechs with Treize working him, and he knew any second he would lose it.

    Zechs tumbled first, and sent his release into Sephiroth's mouth, which triggered *his* release, and he spilled over Treize's fingers.

    Finally, as the last link in this chain reaction, Treize gave in to the heat of Sephiroth's body, and, hearing the other two men succumb to pleasure, came himself, depositing his seed deep within Sephiroth's body.

    Then they all collapsed, breathless. They were silent for a minute or so.

    "Thanks," gasped Zechs.

    "Anything for a friend in need," replied Sephiroth with a weak laugh.

    "That was......enjoyable," Treize agreed, reaching for his pants. "Most enjoyable."

    "Hey," Zechs said slowly, "do you hear footsteps?"

    The threesome listened in horror, then sprung into action as they dove for their clothes.

    It was too late. The door opened and in came Lark, looking flustered. "I can't believe I forgot my--" she looked up to see the three naked guys smiling at her, covering themselves with their clothes. She blinked. "Okay. Forget it." And left.

    "That was easy," Zechs commented.

    Treize agreed. "Quite."

    Sephiroth smacked himself in the forehead. "Great. Just great."