Sex and Politics | By : blackcurrants Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 12
Rufus breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his naked body on the dark linens. What a pathetic drunk coward! he scolded himself, realizing that he was visibly shuddering. I shouldn’t have been so horrified. He’s just a NUT JOB with weird eyes. Rufus still couldn’t stop his nude body from shaking. Very few things truly scared him, but Sazar Valdi was a monster right out of his childhood nightmares. With his crimson eyes, a carnivorous toothy sneer, and a huge carving knife, he was the boogey man Rufus’s mother used to scare him with when he would wonder off without his bodyguard and nanny as a child.
“It’s a shitty thing to be scared, isn’t it?” Cid Highwind stood over Rufus, blowing smoke doughnuts into the air. “Feels good to be in the shoes of the people you were so damn willing to scare into submission, you cruel little punk? Your old man at least tried to protect the common folk, but you, you don’t think we’re worth your money.”
“But you stopped him anyway, Highwind. Why?” Rufus was feeling the surge of cockiness again. How he hated to be lectured.
“B’cos you’re a damn pup and you kept looking at me, asking for help with those pretty eyes of yours, and I saw your fear. I knew he was going to hurt you for real and I just couldn’t fucking stand to watch. I’m not a hardened thug or a sadist.” Rufus smirked. He also hated when people felt sorry for him.
“I wasn’t scared!” he snapped. “And don’t think for one moment I’ll remember your chivalry when my soldiers arrest you for kidnapping, Captain! You and your AVALANCH crew cost me a million Gil. Now get out of my way.” He tried to sit up and slide off the bed, but before Rufus could blink Cid had him by the throat and on his back again. The captain was leaning over Rufus and glaring straight into his eyes.
“You arrogant little son-of-a bitch!” Cid was so mad he was blushing. “Is this what I get for saving your ass? I’ll teach you some goddamned manners, since your old man obviously didn’t!”
“Grrr, humor me, captain!” Cid punched Rufus as forcefully as he could, causing a river of blood to stream out of the younger man’s nose.
“I swear on my Shera’s grave I will,” Cid growled. “You’ll be begging me to stop!”
He took a silk black scarf he carried in his chest pocket as a token of Shera’s affection and used it to tie across Rufus’s mouth. “This’ll help’ya keep your fucking mouth shut, at least some of the damn time!”
He thoroughly enjoyed the deep crimson color that flooded Rufus’s forcefully parted lips. Young Shinra was biting at his restraint and aggressively resisted, but Cid was beyond forgiveness. He had drunk enough and he had brooded on his anger long enough, and now the scent of Rufus’s nude, resisting and feverish body beneath him was arousing him stronger than any pheromones. He couldn’t kill him, no matter how angry he was, but what nature dictated was the next best thing.
“Spread’em wider,” he commanded, forcing Rufus’s muscular legs apart. “The more you fight me, the more you’ll hate it.” But to his surprise Rufus stopped resisting. Cid noticed that Rufus’s cock was defiantly erect and drops of passion sweat formed on his stomach. His eyes were lustful and rebellious and drunk, and he coiled his legs around Cid’s waist as though he was challenging the captain to do his worst. Little pervert, Cid spat out his cigarette, impatiently unzipping his pants and exposing his own throbbing erection, he’s playing with me! Nobody messes with Cid Highwind!
He was furious at the thought that Rufus wasn’t taking him seriously. He could strangle the kid right there, with that black scarf, and dispose of his body in the wasteland where animals would scatter his bones. He could allow Sazar Valdi to torture him to death and then to devour his flesh. Or he could just turn him out on the street, naked and drunk, and let the street thugs decide his fate. But Cid was a hands-on type of man and he was going to take his revenge in person. He swallowed several times to flush down the traces of liquor in his saliva and spat on his fingers. A little spit will do the job, no need to waste expensive lubricant on the common villain!
Cid carefully observed his adversary’s reaction as he inserted two of his large long fingers into his heated opening to relax the muscle. Rufus angrily bit at the scarf and tried to twist out of Cid’s grip. His muscle was constricting Cid’s fingers with unusual strength. The captain groaned. Defiant to the core, aren’t we? Cid didn’t hesitate as he pushed in, craving release for his own swelling cock and his raging emotions. He loved rough sex, loved the struggle, and Rufus Shinra, despite the handcuffs and the gag, was again fighting him with every cell of his body. He was enormously strong for his smaller frame and it took all of Cid’s power to keep him on his back. Cid had to hold one of his Rufus’s legs as well, to prevent him from using his limbs to knock him out cold.
“Submit and stop struggling!” Cid started to push in as boldly and unapologetically as he could. “Just fucking admit it, Shinra, I win, you arrogant spn-of-a-bitch!” Rufus’s eyes widened as his moist full lips parted in surprise. He tried to open his mouth but the scarf silenced his voice. He winced, moaning slightly, and squeezed his eyes shut. Now he was squirming and trying to evade Cid’s cock pushing into him, and his gaze was no longer confident.
“You fucking kidding me?” Cid threw his head back and laughed in sheer exhilaration, as though he was about to fly a fast new ship, “your ass is virgin territory, isn’t it?!”
Cid couldn’t resist the urge to reach for another cigarette. Fucking Rufus Shinra was like fucking over the entire evil Shinra enterprise, but being the first man ever to cover the arrogant young villain was a whole separate kind of delight. “Well, there’s a first damn time for everything, including paying for being such a cold-hearted bastard! This, this is for my Shera!” Cid forced his penis all the way into Rufus without a warning. His anger reached his peak and so did his pleasure levels, as he felt the unmistakable tightness and squeezing of a virgin opening around his large throbbing cock.
His eyes snapped closed as he roared and moaned in pleasure, thrusting in and out like a wild buck.
“Oh YES, fucking YES, Mr. Shinra, revenge is one sweet feeling, I tell’ya!” He was close to tumbling off the orgasmic cliff when he sensed that a change has taken place. Rufus wasn’t struggling to counter his movements but moved in sync with Cid’s thrusting hips instead. His moist and warm body grew relaxed and pliable beneath the muscular captain and he turned his head away from Cid’s dominating stare. His eyelids were fluttering, Cid saw, and he was biting his lover lip so hard that he drew blood. Rufus was desperately trying to deal with the pain and discomfort Cid’s penetration has caused, but he was failing and his moist eyes were a proof of that. Cid’s rage began to deflate.
Argh, I’m such a big fucking softie on the inside, Cid told himself as he gently ran his fingers through Rufus’s hair. He couldn’t stand to see him in pain, no matter how angry he got, no matter how bitter, he hated to see others in pain. And he hated to be the cause of it. He’s still a fucking child. Hurting him won’t help, and it isn’t what Shera would’ve wanted.
“Breath slowly, pretty boy. Relax your abs, yes, just breath,” he whispered, relaxing his hold on Rufus’s wrists. He reached out and untied the silk scarf that sealed the younger man’s lips. “Hold on. I know it hurts, I won’t-”
“No, wait…” Rufus looked up at Cid with curious admiration, “Don’t…don’t pull out, Captain. Not yet. I want you to finish what you started. You win. I’m yours.” He demonstratively spread his legs and granted Cid a tentative and drunken smile.
Cid lived for two things: sex and flying ships. And just as he could never resist an open door to a ship’s cockpit, he could never resist a pair of spread legs. He pushed into Rufus again, this time with greater restraint, but his patience lasted only as long as his new cigarette. Soon he was hollering and hooting again as he thrust into his willing partner harder than he ever remembered doing before. Rufus had a particular type of perverted insatiability some virgins experienced after getting past the initial discomfort and he wanted all the rough sex Captain Highwind was willing to give, which was a whole lot. He allowed Cid to blindfold him, and he didn’t ask to have his hands uncuffed. Unlike Vincent, Rufus didn’t want feathery kisses and elaborate caressing. He was immature and unsophisticated when it came to sex and he wanted fucking in the most vulgar and primitive sense of the word.
“White pubic hair! Wow,” Cid exclaimed breathlessly as his large hand pumped Rufus’s aroused cock, “do you know how rare that is? Folks say it brings good luck!”
Rufus preferred to fornicate in silence, but Highwind’s cock was stroking all the right spots inside his ass and the feeling of being full and caressed from the inside intoxicated him. It was a bit painful still, but it was new, and the intense pleasure building inside made his mind restless. It was a complete overload of senses, too much pleasure delivered too quickly with too much intensity.
“Wait, wait,” he gasped, overwhelmed with the buzzing of the nerves all over his body, “it’s too much, I-”
When he felt the coming of the release, it wasn’t the mild warm feeling he could ignore enough to take a phone call. This time it was a raging wave of pleasure that started at the heels of his feet, burned through his nerves from toes to ears like an explosion, and caused violent convulsion-like shudders of every muscle in his body. Rufus cried out arching his back and sitting up in Cid’s rough grip, his voice escaping his lips in rasping cries as his cock spilled creamy-white semen all over the bed. Highwind came inside him just as vocally, ironically remembering his ex-wife.
Sweaty and exhausted, Rufus allowed his body to go limp in Cid’s powerful arms. He was never this tired from sex before. His head was spinning from alcohol and fatigue and his immediate desire was to fall asleep. Losing control can be a very exhausting business, he thought slipping into deep slumber, oblivious to the presence of Vincent and Barett in the room, but damn it’s worth the risk!
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