LITTLE RED

PROMPT: S/G, fairy tale roleplay or AU, "Why General, what big eyes you have!"

A/N: For White Jenna, whom I adore.

Warnings: Attempts of gay sex, and crack.

Disclaimer: Not my characters!

“Once upon a time, in a big dark woods, there was a beautiful little girl named little Red...”

“Don't say little girl! I top you for goddess' sake! And why the hell am I the one whom is in the dress?!"

Sephiroth growled, and tossed his head.

“You were the one who wanted to role play, and I fit into the wolf costume. I'm too tall for the little Red one. You're going to get to fuck me in the end, so just play along!”

"I don't like your attitude, but I see your point. Continue on."

Sephiroth read aloud for a bit, and then stopped abruptly.

“Why is she in the woods alone anyway? Her mother could have walked with her. And are you sure you are comfortable with this? I feel weird.”

“It doesn't matter, just get on with it!”

“Ok, if you are certain then...”

Sephiroth sighed in frustration. Normal sex was confusing enough to him, and now Lord Loveless wanted dirty, roleplay sex?

Was vanilla sex not good enough anymore? And why did they call it vanilla anyway? Vanilla was a rather complex flavor if one thought about it, and he kind of wanted some of the leftover pudding from last night's dinner...

“Sephiroth?”

“Hmm? Oh, yes, back to the story... Let's see... Ah, little Red was walking through the forest, with her little basket, heading to her Grandmother's house. She skipped along the way, not paying attention to the looming evil.”

“Do I have to skip?”

Sephiroth nodded.

“Damn you.”

At that, Genesis skipped, the cute little shoes making the merriest little sound as he moved closer to the bed. He paused, smoothed his skirts, and made sure that the lace trimmed stockings were not bunching.

“Now what should I do, oh big bad General?”

“Let me look.”

Sephiroth looked at the book, and shook his head.

“Can we skip this and just attempt procreation?”

“No.”

“Fine.”

Sephiroth stood, and came up behind Genesis, wearing nothing more than the teeny fur trimmed thong and fake ears that pathetically attempted to serve as his wolf costume. The silver-gray color contrasted beautifully against his pale skin, and his obvious ill ease made it even better. He looked impossible absurd, yet so sexy at the same time.

Genesis, for a moment, decided that wearing the stupid dress was worth it to see Sephiroth dressed that way.

He smirked, and waited for the next part. Sephiroth was so close, looming, and he could feel his hot breath on his neck. It was so exciting, the feeling of being hunted and stalked by something powerful and gorgeous. He waited, biting his lip, breathing quickly, and then...

“One second, I forgot what the wolf does now.”

Oh gawd...

“FORGET ABOUT IT! Here, let's skip to the good stuff, the last bit before the wolf eats her.”

“Isn't that considered vore? I think that's too kinky for me...”

“Not literally, and coming from the one who masturbates with his hair, I'm shocked at how unkinky you are. Now, let's see, the good parts...”

“But you said that we needed to finish it. Let me look it up an-”

“Give it up, General. Look, it'll be hot, and dirty, and by the Goddess, if you interrupt me again...”

Sephiroth looked confused and unconvinced. He became even more dubious when Genesis dramatically pushed him down on the bed, and leaned over him.

“Ooh, General, what big eyes you have!”

He really couldn't remember what the wolf's next line was, so he pulled the book out from where it was resting uncomfortably under him, and he skipped ahead to the part that mattered.

“The better to see you wi-Dammit. I give up, I can't do this.”

“What?”

“I thought this was a children's story! How can you expect me to be aroused when a child is about to be eaten? It already ate her poor Granny!"

"It's just a story Sephiroth."

"Story or not Genesis, I can't handle this, I feel weird, and you look like an attempt to catch a pedophile! And this thong tickles. Find someone else to be weird with! Poor Little Red and her Granny!”

And with that, he stomped out. Genesis, not thinking, chased after him, dropping the book behind him.

Neither noticed the turks standing hidden in a dark corridor. After the two were out of hearing range, Reno leaned down and picked it up, flipping through it quickly. With a wicked grin, he turned to Tseng, and spoke.

“Oh, General! What big eyes you have!”