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Tseng's Company	By : Turkaholic Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1072 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Tseng's Company
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-Epilogue
- 11
- 12
- 13
I'm not too keen on Rufus/Reno, so if this chapter is overly crappy I apologise, but that's my excuse. Also if you're not a big fan of rape and torture, I suggest reading this chapter with those eyes closed.
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Chapter 12
Rufus' silhouette was outlined against the cityscape as he moved closer. I could hear the bastard breathing in the silence, hear his footsteps as he came closer to my bed. The Mako fluid in my veins was the only thing stopping me from getting up and bolting for the door, but I felt too damn weak to make a move so I just sat there, bolt upright in the bed like a stupid ass, just watching as that sadistic son of a bitch came to stand over me at the bedside. Holy fuck, I'd forgotten about what happened when I'd woken up before, but now he was actually here it all came back to me, every minute fucking detail of what Rufus had done to me swam round in my still dazed brain. I whimpered as I felt a shadowed hand reach down and trace my jawline slowly. 'Oh shit not again' was all I could think. I knew - even through the mush that was currently my brain - exactly what he was here for, and from the way his hand was trembling I'd say he'd been waiting for it a damn long time. I looked up at the Rufus-shaped shadow leaning over me, wondering what he was planning on this time. It's not like I could refuse, after all: both from the fact he could send me back to the slums, and from the fact that the Mako fluid was making me too goddamn spaced out to say no.
"You know I don't like it when people miss meetings with me, Reno. It makes me angry..."
At the same time as he spoke, his fingers were trailing down from my jawline, my neck, and started tracing circles across my bare chest in the dark. I shuddered, first at the sound of that fucking psychopathic voice, and then at the feel of his touch. I was at least thankful for one thing: at least I couldn't see those cold blue eyes boring into me in the dark. The sensations as he brushed his fingers across my nipples made me ghasp like a woman. I hated this, I hated every fucking second of it. I knew what he wanted so why didn't he just get it goddamn done with? At least this time, the pain wouldn't be as bad, right? Wrong.
"Holy fuck!" I shouted, as Rufus' fingers suddenly slid under my back and pressed down on my burned skin. Rufus put his other hand over my mouth to muffle the sound as I screamed. I could nearly taste the bastard's excitement as I thrust my hips from off the bed, trying desperately to get away from the pressure on my back but the hand just stayed there. Eventually I realised he wasn't letting go so I settled back onto the bed, whimpering through Rufus' hand at the intense pain he was putting me through. I closed my eyes to blink back tears as I heard him laugh above me. Fucking psychotic bastard. If I'd had the strength I would've layed the mother out, vice president or no.
"There you see. You need to be more compliant to your superiors Reno...or do you want to end up back in the slums?" He let go of the wound in my back and took his hand from over my mouth as I shook my head desperately. The mako fluid was fucking with my brain majorly and I couldn't help but act like such a wimpering idiot. I think Rufus liked it, as he panted heavily for a second before climbing on to the bed and straddling my waist with a groan. Once the pain of my wound had died down I realised something fucking ridiculous: my dick had yet again betrayed me...I was starting to go hard as Rufus ground our hips together, our erections rubbing against one another as he rocked on me. I couldn't help but groan. Despite the fact I knew he was about to fuck me senseless again, and put me through as much pain as possible, I knew I couldn't stop him. Outwardly, I was passive and damn frightened, inwardly I was panicking like fuck. I didn't want this, no matter what my dick might have me think. There was only one guy I really wanted to do this to me, and it sure as hell wasn't Rufus.
The shadow of Rufus pulled back away from me and I felt as his cold smooth hands pulled my hospital issue boxers down and off. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my head of this fucking Mako fluid anough for me to speak and tell the psychotic son of a whore to leave me alone. Heh...so much for that plan. I heard Rufus get off the bed and walk around to the Mako drip. At first I wasn't sure what he was doing, then I felt that farmiliar glow of warmth spread up my arm...the bastard had increased my Mako drip. I felt my brain turn to goo like earlier this afternoon, but this time I didn't grin, I just whimpered, unable to string a goddamn sentence together due to the unbelievable feeling of inebriation. I started to feel sleepy again, but there was no way I could let myself fall sleep...who knows what he'd do to me if I did?
"That should keep you quiet while I give you your punishment." Rufus chuckled cruelly, and resumed his place straddling my now bare hips.
"Bastard." I found myself trying to drawl, but the sound that came out was more like a drunken moan, and the next thing I knew, Rufus was leaning right over me, so close I could feel his breath on my face.
"Didn't Tseng ever teach you when to keep your mouth shut?" He said darkly, and I realised his fingers were there again, pressing hard on the wound in my back. Fuck! I yelped, but the sound became muffled as Rufus closed his grinning lips over mine, kissing me so hard that my head was being pressed into the pillow behind me. He opened my lips roughly and thrust his tongue inside my mouth as his hand continued to press on the wound in my back. I didn't have the strength to stop him. The Mako fluid had fucked me over, I was Rufus' little bitch to hurt or to please, to do whatever he wanted with me. All I could do was listen and yelp into his mouth, eyes shut so goddamn tight, trying to convince myself yet again that this was not happening. Just a bad dream, that's all, just that fucked up head of yours playing games Reno.
Damn well if this was a dream, then it was a fucking painful one. I finally hissed when Rufus released my lips and pulled his hand away from my wound. I could only see his silhouette, but I could feel those damn hateful blue eyes, staring down at me, helpless and whimpering underneath him as he sat back up, his weight pinning me to the bed as he unzipped his flies. That goddamn too familiar sound echoing through my defunct brain like an earthquake. I knew what was coming...one way or another. I tried to stay silent as Rufus grabbed my legs and pulled them over his shoulders. I'd figured by now that speaking would just result in pain, and besides I had about the same speech capacity as a brain damaged sperm just now, so he wouldn't understand what the fuck I was saying even if I tried.
The shit being pumped into me had made me go numb, but I could still feel the pressure on my ass as Rufus pressed his cock up against me. I inhaled slowly and waited for the pain to start.
The thing is it didn't. Well, when Rufus thrust into me it was goddamn uncomfortable and I did hiss, but it was nowhere near as painful as when I'd been in his office. Maybe the Mako fluid had made me relax enough for it not to be painful? More like I was so outta my head on the shit that I couldn't feel a damn thing, wether it was as bad as last time or not. I lay back and tried to keep quiet, tried to recede into the mushy depths of my fucked up brain as Rufus fucking Shinra grunted, pounding into me as hard as he could, probably expecting me to cry out or plead for him to stop, that's where he got his kicks, right? But I just lay there, moaning quietly whenever he hit my sensitive spot, my eyes clenched tight as I gave myself up to the sensations running through my body. I was shuddering uncontrollably, my entire body was spasming, probably through over exhertion, I mean I'd only regained consciousness this afternoon, for Christ's sake, and as he began to plunge faster both our groans and grunts became louder. He reached across and tangled a hand in my hair as his hips bucked into me. The other hand, I felt creeping up my back again, back towards my bloodied wound. I shook my head patheticly, trying to ask him not to. I should've known better than to ask the bastard for anything. As soon as he saw me shake my head, he laughed and pressed hard against it. The wound that had nearly fucking killed me, and he was pressing it. I shuddered and tried to scream again, nearly passing out from the pain as he rubbed his fingers around my burned skin. Tears were forming in my eyes and suddenly started streaming down my cheeks. Fuck I know: that was the worst thing I could've done, it was also the most unmanly thing I could've done. For a Turk, crying is just something you don't do - ask Tseng, but my impulses and my reasoning weren't working together because of the bastard Mako fluid, and I just couldn't stifle it any more.
Rufus must've seen it - maybe in the dim green glow of the cityscape beyond the window - because a second later he let go of my hair and his grunts suddenly got louder. A few seconds later he pulled his hand away from my back and wrapped that same hand around my length. Man was this guy fucked in the head: one minute he's fucking torturing me, the next he's trying to make me come. The pain gave way to something else when he started to stroke me. There were still tears in my eyes but I'd regained control of my brain functions so I'd managed to stop that goddamn stupid crying. I came pretty quickly under Rufus' hard strokes, covering both my groin and his hand in my cum as I groaned pathetically and panted, wishing to god that he'd finish and leave me alone. He did, about ten seconds after me he let out a short grunt, and he let his load escape inside me. I didn't even blink: I couldn't feel a damn thing anymore. I think I was beginning to black out from the pain and the exhertion. I closed my eyes as the sadistic bastard pulled out of me and lowered me back correctly onto the bed, cleaning away the evidence of what he'd done as I just lay there, unable to speak or move because of the shit being pumped into my arm. Once everything was as it had been before he'd arrived, the shadow of Rufus headed for the door. I watched him leave as my vision started to dim, but before I lost my sight completely I saw the light from the coridoor shine on his face. Fuck, those eyes. Laughing at me like I was a fucking chimp in a zoo. A sneer spread across his psychoticly handsome face as he said words that would hang in my brain in my sleep:
"See you tomorrow."
Then he left, shutting the door behind him leaving me and my screwed mind as I gave up the useless fight for consciousness.
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