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Who: Blank and Zidane
What: Blank gets handsy
Where: Lindblum
When: After the Heartless attack
Rating: R


The Heartless were gone and Lindblum seemed to be getting back to normal. Luckily, there hadn't been much damage to the city, structual damage, at least. There had been some fatalities, but considering the size of the attack it was a small loss.

Blank was currently sat on top of the clocktower in the Theatre District. The rest of the Tantalus group were inside. It was their small, but safe hideout, but Blank just wanted to get away from the noise.

Zidane had been hanging out with everyone else, but noticed Blank was missing. Making his way to the top of the clocktower, he stood beside where Blank sat, ruffling that red hair with his tail. "Hey, what're you doing up here?"

Blank smiled at Zidane for a moment, before looking out over the city. "Just needed a break from the noise. I love them all, but when the Boss gets celebrating, it can be a little overbearing."

"Heh, yeah... noisy~" He flopped to sit down beside Blank, folding his arms on his knees as he watched the city too. His tail swished around behind him and he rested his chin down on his arms. "What do you think was with all those Heartless? There were so many!"

Blank shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno. I've never seen fiends like them before, and to be honest, I hope I never do again." He huffed, slipping a finger under his bandana to scratch an itching scar.

Zidane nodded slightly, nudging his friend a little. "I don't think we will. Not that many... kinda feels like all of Gaia went through the same thing..." He shrugged slightly before running his fingers through his blonde hair.

"I hope your Queenie is okay." Blank murmured, hugging his knees to his chest. "What's the deal with you guys these days anyways?"

Zidane grumbled and buried his face in his knees. "I dunno... never see her." He mumbled, his tail falling flat to the surface they sat on with a disheartened thud.

"If you want her. Go steal her. You are a thief after all." Blank continued to look out over the city, nudging Zidane a little.

"Steal her for me. I'm too tired after all that fighting." He replied, nudging back. "Besides, if I ended up with her I'd be stuck being pulled around by my tail all the time. Girls are hiiiiigh maintainence!"

"Says you, master skirt-chaser of the universe! The day you give up on girls is the day Hell freezes over." Blank teased. "Besides, Dagger is no where near as harsh as Ruby."

"Blah, blah, blah... you're talking like you're jealous~!" He grinned at Blank, nudging him a little more. "What is it, you want all the girls to like you instead of me?"

Blank smirked a little. "Psh~ Those girls already like me! Most of them were swooning over me before you were even out of diapers!"

Zidane stuck his tongue out at Blank. "Yeah, right. Sure they were." He leaned against he friend a little, watching the sky for a while.

Blank rested his head on Zidane's shoulder. "I'm a real ladies' man, I'll have you know. One smile from me and they're putty in my hands."

Zidane's tail curled up and around Blank's shoulders, draping down in front. "Yeah, okay, Blank. You're just trying to show off because all the girls like me better."

The red-headed man gave the tip of that tail a gentle flick. "If you say so. besides, who taught you all your best flirting moves and tricks, hm? Me!"

"Ahhh... shut up." He grumbled, his tail shivering from the flick. He yawned and stretched, unintentionally nudging Blank off his shoulder, but soon settling back down, his tail swinging against Blank's shoulder.

With a huff, Blank shifted, soon settling his head back down in place, pulling that tail around him more like a scarf as he snuggled into Zidane's side.

"..." Zidane looked at Blank, quirking an eyebrow as his tail was used as a scarf for the patchwork man. "...comfy?" He mumbled, crossing his legs.

"Mmhmm. You make a great pillow." Blank replied, smiling lazily. Nothing beat sitting up on the roof with one of your best friends, watching the night draw in.

"Yeah... well, don't get used to it. It's a tail, not a scarf for you." He murmured, resting his hands on his lap to keep them from wandering.

"A very cute tail it is too." Blank teased, nudging Zidane just a little. Not wanting to nudge him too much in case he moved.

"Blank... shut up. My tail is not cute." He huffed, shifting slightly. His tail, however, seemed perfectly content being worn as a scarf by Blank.

Blank laughed softly, toying with that furred appendage that he adored far too much. Much like he adored the Genome it was attached to far too much.

Said Genome yawned again, curling his arms around one of Blank's arms, nuzzling until his head was on Blank's shoulder instead. He did, however, make a few soft sounds to the attention his tail got.

Blank smiled and rested his head against Zidane's. "Hey, if you're tired you should head to bed... Though I doubt the Boss'll quiet down any time soon..."

"I'm comfy here. I like you... y-your shoulder. It's comfy." He flushed bright and his tail tightened around Blank's neck. Possibly a little too much.

Blank blinked, flicking at the tip of that tail. "Hey! No choking of your elders, please! My shoulder won't be all that comfortable when it's cold and hard because you strangled me to death!"

Zidane whimpered as his tail was flicked, uncoiling it from his neck and wrapping it around his own arm. The one furthest from Blank. "Sorry."

"Heh. it's okay." Blank replied, wrapping an arm around Zidane's neck, pulling him in close to give him a noogie.

Zidane flailed and curled his tail around Blank's arm, tugging at it as his hands pushed at the older man's arm too. "Blaaaaaaaank~!!"

Blank grinned down at Zidane, baring teeth. "Something wrong, Monkey?"

"Not a Monkey!!" He growled, pouting at him, frowning as he finally slipped free. Huffing, he scooted away from Blank.

"Aw. I'm sorry." Blank cooed, smiling at Zidane again, holding out his arms to him. "Come here."

Zidane pouted a moment longer before pretty much pouncing on Blank, his tail wrapping around the redhead's face.

Blank laughed and snuggled his younger friend all up in his arms, burying his face against the boy's neck.

Zidane couldn't help how his tail pretty much wagged and he nuzzled Blank's shoulder, wiggling slightly because of the momentum of that damn tail.

The red-head couldn't help but laugh more. He curled his arms around Zidane, walking his fingers down his spine to the base of his tail where fur met skin.

Zidane trembled then, his tail pricking up rigidly, his face burning bright red. That was such a sensitive place! "Nhh..." Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to get his tail moving again to pretend nothing had happened.

Blank purred against Zidane's ear, teasing that sweet spot for a moment longer before pulling away, flopping onto his back to watch the stars come out.

The Genome pouted slightly, his tail wiggling quite languidly as he wriggled to lay on his front beside Blank, watching his friend's chest rise and fall with his breathing. "You're mean..."

"Mm. You love me though, so it's fine." Blank murmured lazily, rubbing one of his many scars.

"Feh... you wish I loved you." He grumbled, planting his face firmly against Blank's stomach, coming down with quite some force.

Blank groaned, foldng up a little at the force. "Ngh! My stomach is not a platform for you to facesmash." He huffed, tugging Zidane's hair lightly.

"It is when you mess with my tail!" He huffed back, slapping Blank's hand away from his hair with said tail, pouting firmly at him.

Blank chuckled and leaned in, kissing Zidane's nose. "Don't pout." He teased.

The Genome flushed bright and pouted more than ever. "I'll do what I want!" He huffed at him.

Blank laughed harder, curling an arm around Zidane to pull him down into a hug.

Zidane wrapped his arms around Blank, nuzzling him a little, his tail swishing merrily again.

Blank smiled a little. "Comfy there?" He teased, once more turning his gaze to the sky.

"Yeah..." He smiled and trailed his finger over one of the markings on Blank's skin.

Blank shuddered under that light touch. His skin was so sensitive along those damned ugly marks.

Zidane looked up at him, smiling softly. "You've always hated these marks, haven't you?" He murmured, watching Blank's face.

Blank gave a nod. "Yeah... They're ugly... I hate them so damn much..."

"I think they look pretty cool. Better than having a tail, right?" He flopped down, nuzzling at one of the marks.

"Psh! Yeah right! Looking like a patchwork quilt is so much cooler..." The older male pouted, flciking Zidane's tail lightly. "Your tail is cute."

Zidane twitched, his tail coiling around Blank's wrist. "Well, I think they look pretty cool. And my tail is not cute!" He murmured, tracing more of those marks.

Blank tensed under those further touches, freeing his hand from Zidane's tail to stop his fingers.

The Genome blinked up at the redhead. "What...?" He prodded Blank's face with his tail, smiling at him.

"Sorry... It's..." He shook his head. It was strange to have his skin touched. It felt... funny. "...Nothing."

Zidane squirmed closer to nudge his head into the crook of Blank's neck. "Sorry... they hurt or something?"

"It's hard to describe..." Blank took hold of one of Zidane's hands, guiding it to a lighter patch of skin. "See, here... it's really sensitive, almost like being tickled..." He guided his hand to one of the dark patches. "Yet here... it's dead."

Zidane nodded slightly, his tail swishing quite rapidly in the air. "So, it doesn't hurt here..." he murmured, prodding the darker skin. "But it feels... good here?" He stroked his fingers over the paler patch.

Blank shuddered again. "Y-yeah... that's pretty much it..." He murmured.

"Wow..." He scrunched his nose up. "Maybe your skin is like the base of my tail. It's really sensitive there. Y'know, where skin meets fur?"

Blank gave a nod, laughing slightly. "I had noticed." He teased, slipping a hand down to toy with the mentioned spot.

Zidane trembled, his tail becoming rigid as a sudden moan escaped. He quickly clasped both hands over his mouth, his face flushed brightly.

Blank laughed again. "Yep. Sensitive spot." He teased, stroking the teen's tail.

Zidane's body tensed up, his tail shaking and vibrating in Blank's grasp as he burried his face against the older man's neck.

Blank curled his hand around the appendage, stroking it more.

The Genome panted a little against Blank's skin, his pants tightening at the front from the swelling. "Blank... I..."

Blank leaned in to nibble Zidane's ear as he stroked that tail more, his free hand slipping down to tease the base where fur met skin.

Zidane shifted to his knees, still leaning down to let Blank tease his ear, his hips swaying with his tail as he mewled against the patchwork skin.

The older male blew across Zidane's ear lightly as he continued to tease that tail.

Zidane whimpered slightly, blinking to look at Blank's face. "Blank... I'm gonna... if you keep... nhh..."

Blank gave a nod, but made no attempt to stop his hands as they worked that tail as though it was the boy's length.

Zidane panted, squeezing his eyes shut before he turned his head away, slipping one of his hands down to cup his own groin, rubbing it through his pants.

Blank stopped teasing the base of Zidane's tail to nudge that hand away. "No touching." He whispered.

"Blank... please..." he moaned quietly, his eyes lusty and begging as he looked at the man, the part of his tail not being touched swaying slowly.

Blank continued to stroke and tease that tail, drawing the tip into his mouth, giving a light suck.

Zidane gasped, his hands pressing to Blank's chest. "Nhh... Blank... you're gonna make me... it's not fair..." he mumbled.

Blank chuckled, suckling more on that appendage, stroking it firmer.

Zidane's tail squirmed and the Genome pulled it out of Blank's mouth, leaning in and almost kissing him, his breath hot against the man's mouth. "You're... not being fair..." he mewled in a whisper.

"I'm never fair. I'm a thief." Blank replied, stroking Zidane's tail more, nudging his knee against the boy's groin.

Zidane groaned, his eyes squeezing shut briefly. "I want... I wanna..." he mumbled, his breath shallow as he began rocking against Blank's knee.

Blank kissed Zidane's temple, stroking him more. "Come, Zid, it's fine."

Zidane grit his teeth, his hands resting on Blank's chest, his body shaking. After a few more moments, he tensed all over, muffling his moans against Blank's neck as he came.

Blank ceased his teasing, instead rubbing the boy's back as his orgasm subsided. He once more kissed the boy's head, shifting to sit up right after.

Zidane panted, shifting to sit back on his heels, his tail wilted and lazy. "Nhh... Blank... I..." he wasn't really sure what to say. What could you say to your straight friend that just got you off when you're straight too?

Blank smiled at the teen, shifting to stand. "Well, I'm off to bed. Night, Zid."

"Wait!" He grabbed Blank's hand, his face bright red as he looked at him. "What... nnh..." He wanted to ask if he could come with him but that confused his brain. Why did he want to go after Blank?

Blank gave a soft laugh, lacing his fingers with Zidane's. "Worried those Heartless might eat you in your sleep? You can crash with me if you want."

Zidane nodded and got up, his tail waving about quite excitedly. Hey, so he lied by admitting he was worried. Big deal! "I need to... wash up first..."

Blank gave a nod and let go of Zidane's hand. "Well, once your done, just crawl in." He murmured, making his way to his bunk, stripping out of his clothing before pulling the blanket over him.

Zidane headed to wash up, getting on a clean pair of underwear. They had to ride low on his hips, because his tail wouldn't be comfy otherwise. After a few minutes, he returned, shifting to get into Blank's bed, his tail curling around his own arm.

Blank instantly nuzzled into Zidane's warmth, draping an arm across him. The bed was small, not really designed for two people.

The Genome squeezed up really close, his tail soon finding its way around Blank. "Hey..." he whispered, nudging his nose against Blank's cheek.

"Hey yourself." The older male replied, smiling soft in the darkness.

"Um... about earlier..." he mumbled, his face flushed bright in the darkness, his hand finding Blank's.

Blank once more laced their fingers together. "What about it?" He asked.

"What was it about...? You've never... done... anything like... that." He mumbled slowly, pressing his body a little tighter to Blank's patchwork one.

"It was nothing, don't make a big deal about it, okay?" Blank whispered, pressing his hand to Zidane's mouth, not wanting to wake any of the others up.

Zidane slid his tongue over Blank's palm, pushing his hand away. "It was something, Blank..." he whispered back, his tail trailing over Blank's lower back, heading south.

Blank flushed, reaching back to grasp that tail. "I got you off, that's all. You seemed tense, it relaxed you."

Zidane hissed slightly as his tail was grasped. It was tender and sensitive after Blank's work. "I wasn't tense and you know it." He mumbled.

Blank once more covered Zidane's mouth. "Shh. You'll wake the Boss." He whispered, keeping his hand firmly in place.

Zidane grumbled and pushed Blank's hand away, sliding out of the bunk and heading for the roof again, in just his underwear, his tail dragging along the floor as he went.

Blank sighed and shifted out of bed, pulling the blanket around him as he followed Zidane.

Zidane shifted to sit down, looking out over the city, hugging his knees as he shivered. His tail was trailed across the floor, hardly visible in the dark.

Blank huffed, making his way over to Zidane, feeling with his toes for that furry appendage, as he sat down, wrappign the blanket around them both.

Zidane shivered a little more before settling into the warmth Blank offered. He didn't want to say anything. He kind of just wanted to go and see Dagger... but more than anything, he just wanted to stay with Blank.

Blank cuddled Zidane up in the blanket and his arms, resting his head on the boy's shoulder as he closed his eyes.

"Blank... is there something you should be telling me?" He asked quietly, continuing to look out at the city, his eyes searching for something and nothing.

Blank nuzzled Zidane's shoulder more, fighting the urge to sleep. "Mm? Like what?"

"Nothing... forget it." He sighed softly, reaching to hug his tail to himself, almost protecting the limb as he did.

"You're thinking too much, Zid. Just relax and get some sleep, okay?"

"Someone around here has gotta think," he muttered, petting his own tail, frowning.

Blank frowned. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean??" He huffed.

Zidane shrugged, frowning at him. "Well... what I said. No one thinks around here." He replied, pouting slightly.

"That's bull, and you know it! If the Boss hears you talking like that he'll beat you black and blue."

"Feh... it's not like he hasn't before." He shrugged, scooting away a little. "I'm fed up. And confused now, thanks to you."

"Confused? What did I do?" Blank pouted, wriggling closer.

"You know what you did... messing with my tail and all..." he mumbled, letting go of that limb.

"Why is it bothering you so much, Zid? We're best buds, I got you off, that's all there is to it. It's no different to two guys jerking off in the same room."

"I don't know why it's bothering me, and that's why I'm getting annoyed." He mumbled, frowning. "It... just didn't feel the same as two guys jerking off in the same room..."

Blank kissed Zidane's head lightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't meant to make you think so much about things. Just take it for what it was, a friend giving a helping hand."

"I wish I could..." he mumbled, leaning closer to Blank. He curled his arms around one of Blank's, resting his head on the man's shoulder, watching the city.

Blank sighed and snuggled Zidane up. "Try and get some sleep, okay?"

"Okay..." He nodded slightly, closing his eyes. After a moment, his tail curled around and batted Blank on the nose. "Keep hold of it?" He asked quietly.

Blank held the tail gently in his hand, smiling softly. "I'll take good care of it." He said, nuzzling the teen.

"Just... don't suck it again. It was... too much..." he mumbled, laughing softly, nuzzling Blank back, smiling lightly.

Blank curled his free arm around Zidane. "Sorry. I'll keep my mouth to myself next time."

"Heh. Next time? Planning on getting me off again? That's not just a 'helping hand', Blanky." He teased.

Blank flushed a little. "Oh hush, or I'll push you off the roof." He huffed.

Zidane laughed slightly. "You said you'd keep my tail. If you push me off, you're coming too."

Blank huffed more, pulling Zidane into a closer cuddle. "Not if I cut it off first."

Zidane wriggled to sit between Blank's legs, snuggling right into him. "You'd miss the base of it where it meets my skin."

Blank laughed soft, nuzzling Zidane's neck. "That's true."

"Mmn... feels nice..." he murmured, smiling softly. "Your skin feels... kinda warm and kinda not..."

"The cold bits are the dead bits... You get used to it after awhile..." Blank murmured, petting Zidane's stomach lightly.

"It feels nice. I guess you hate that, huh?" He purred as his stomach was pet, his tail wiggling in Blank's hand.

Blank shrugged. "I just wish I was... 'normal', y'know? I guess we gotta make do with what we got though."

"Well, I'm not 'normal' either, Blank. I have a tail, in case you didn't notice." He murmured. His mind did wander as to whether the skin under Blank's underwear was the dead kind or not...

Blank guided that tail to curl around his ankle so he could wrap both arms around Zidane's waist. "You're a special case."

"I guess. Still doesn't stop me from wishing I was normal, sometimes." He murmured, settling into Blank. He scrunched his nose up.

"You're perfect just the way you are, Zid."

"Hn... maybe." He chuckled, resting his head against Blank's shoulder, touching one of the markings on his skin.

Blank petted Zidane's stomach, kissing his head. "No maybes. Now hush up and sleep."

Zidane leaned up, stealing a quick kiss from Blank before settling against him, closing his eyes, smirking a little.

Blank gave the boy's ear a firm nip. "Zid. Sleep."

"Ah... I'm not really tired... you sleep and I'll just stay with you." He murmured.

"Mm'kay." Blank murmured, closing his eyes, nuzzling Zidane's neck as he let himself fall asleep.

Zidane wrapped his arms around Blank, resting his head against the other man's and staying still until he fell asleep too.