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The Path to Redemption	By : Nakkinomiko Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1095 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don’t own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters. SquareEnix does. I make no money from this…I just like to play with them.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters. SquareEnix does. I make no money from this…I just like to play with them.
A/N: Warnings for this chapter: Rufus and Kadaj finally get it on. :D Enjoy! Muci, I’m so sorry that you’ve been so ill. I hope you are feeling much better by now!
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Chapter 17
Rufus watched Kadaj with hooded eyes. The younger man moved with deadly grace as he ran through katas in front of the apartment’s picture window. His blade flashed occasionally as it caught some of the moonlight streaming in from outside. The moon was full and hovered above Midgar like a giant, luminescent pearl. Rufus had purposely kept the lighting in the room low, for the simple fact the moonlight did magic with Kadaj’s hair, and brighter light would have ruined the way the silver strands seemed to glow in the pale light.
The only sound in the room was the sound of Kadaj’s breathing and the whish of the blade as it cut through the air. The man himself was dressed only in a pair of loose-fitting black cotton pants, and nothing else. His exposed upper half was beginning to shine with a slight sheen of perspiration brought on from the intensity of the workout. When Kadaj had first started, his movements had been almost unsure. But now, nearly forty-five minutes later, his motions were swift and sure, and he was every bit the dangerous creature that had beaten down Rude and Reno just to kidnap Rufus.
Kadaj ran through two more katas, and then his movements slowed, and gradually he stopped. He stalked towards the couch, pausing only long enough to sheath the blade and place it on the coffee table. Rufus tossed him the towel he’d retrieved half-way through Kadaj’s work out, and Kadaj effortlessly picked it out of the air and began to wipe the worst of the sweat from his pale skin.
“That was stunning,” Rufus said quietly.
Kadaj’s lips twitched slightly.
“Thank you,” Kadaj said. He finished toweling himself off and let the towel drop to the floor. He looked up and met Rufus’ gaze. “Thank you, for trusting me.”
“It was no trouble at all,” Rufus said. He was lost in the green gaze, and the desire to seduce Kadaj and spend the entire evening loving him was stronger than ever. Kadaj just stared back at him in silence for what might have been minutes or hours before he spoke again.
“Did you mean it, what you said at the hospital?”
“Yes,” Rufus said with no hesitation at all. He had wondered when Kadaj would bring it up. It wasn’t exactly how Rufus had envisioned telling Kadaj of his love, but something about the moment had seemed so right. The words had slipped out of his mouth almost before he was aware of thinking them, and for a split second he had thought it a mistake. But then Kadaj had smiled, and it had erased every doubt from Rufus’s heart.
“I don’t understand why,” Kadaj said. He moved closer and looked down at Rufus.
“Does there have to be a reason?” Rufus asked. His breath hitched as Kadaj moved closer, and the next thing he knew, the younger man was straddling his lap on the couch and staring down at him with those green eyes.
“No, I suppose not,” Kadaj murmured. “I don’t think I deserve it, but I somehow think what I think about it doesn’t matter either, does it?”
“You deserve it,” Rufus retorted, his voice almost harsh with his certainty. He reached up and carded his fingers through Kadaj’s damp hair.
“So do you,” Kadaj whispered. He bent down and brushed his lips over Rufus’. “I’m no expert on love, but I think . . .I think that I might love you, too, Rufus Shinra.”
“Kadaj. . .” Rufus sealed their lips in another kiss, this one more urgent and deep than the last. Rufus wanted more. He wanted to see Kadaj spread out on the dark sheets of his bed, and he wanted to properly worship that finely honed body. He made a disappointed sound when Kadaj suddenly broke the kiss and removed himself from Rufus’s lap.
Kadaj smirked. “I’m a sweaty mess. I need a bath.”
“Now?” Rufus couldn’t help the way his voice broke.
Kadaj laughed lightly. “You could join me, you know.”
“I could,” Rufus agreed. “Do you want me to?”
Kadaj’s expression at once became serious and somehow shy at the same time. He nodded slightly. “Yes. I would like that a lot.”
Rufus stood from the couch and snaked an arm around Kadaj’s waist and pulled him close. “The tub is certainly big enough for the two of us,” Rufus murmured.
“And I might need help washing my back,” Kadaj said. His lips were curled in a smirk as he said the words, and his eyes were dancing with mischief.
Rufus leaned down so that their lips were almost touching. “I’m always willing to help.”
“I knew you would be,” Kadaj murmured, and then he closed the distance between them and sealed their lips in a kiss.
*****
Kadaj gave a happy sigh as he sank into the hot water. He closed his eyes and let his head rest against the edge of the tub.
“Is it hot enough?” Rufus asked.
Kadaj cracked open an eye and watched as Rufus started to unbutton the shirt he wore.
“It’s perfect,” Kadaj murmured, and then he smirked. “Well, it will be when you get in here, anyway.”
Rufus chuckled. He finished with the last button and shrugged the white cotton from his shoulders and let the shirt slide to the floor. His skin was tanned beneath, and while he was not overly muscular, there wasn’t an ounce of fat on Rufus Shinra’s frame. The only thing that even came close to marring his perfection was the pattern of scars that spanned the upper part of his back.
“Where did the scars come from?” Kadaj asked quietly.
Rufus looked up, his expression surprised for a moment, and then he smiled wryly. “I tend to forget they are there,” he said. “I’m so used to them, and not very many people see me out of my shirt.”
“It looks painful,” Kadaj murmured.
“It was,” Rufus said grimly. “I was caught in a Weapon attack, and nearly died. Reno and Rude dug me out of what was left of old Shinra Headquarters, and for several weeks I wished that I was dead. I can’t even find words to describe the pain, Kadaj. It took several potions and a few sessions with a cure materia before I was even stable enough to take off the life support. I think that was two days, and then after that they started the skin grafts.”
“I’m so sorry,” Kadaj whispered. He shuddered slightly as his mind supplied the image of Rufus wrapped in bandages and gasping in pain. It was not a scene he liked.
Rufus smiled lightly and shook his head. “It wasn’t your fault, and I’m better now, so don’t think about it.” Rufus finished removing his clothes and sat on the edge of the tub. His expression was suddenly very serious.
Kadaj lifted his head from the tub’s edge and frowned slightly. “What is it?”
“Are you sure?” Rufus asked quietly.
“Am I sure?” Kadaj cocked his head to the side slightly, his confusion evident on his face.
“Are you sure you want to go this direction, with our relationship?” Rufus gave him a wry smile. “There’s no going back after this. It usually changes things irrevocably.”
Kadaj found himself smiling a little. So, he wasn’t the only one with self-doubts when it came to this budding relationship. He’d thought about it a great deal, as he was working through his katas, and by the time he’d finished, Kadaj had known it was what he wanted.
“Change is often a good thing,” Kadaj said.
“And quite often bad,” Rufus countered.
“Are you being a coward, Rufus Shinra?”
Rufus looked startled, and then burst out laughing. Kadaj grinned hard and held a hand out to him.
“I suppose it seems that way, doesn’t it?” Rufus finally managed. He placed his hand into Kadaj’s and slid into the tub.
“You’re no coward,” Kadaj murmured.
Rufus sat on the bottom of the tub, and Kadaj straddled his hips and placed pale hands on Rufus’ shoulders. He shivered at the feel of Rufus’ hands running along the flesh of his back, and he closed his eyes with a soft gasp. It felt good.
“I don’t want to hurt or disappoint you in any way,” Rufus murmured. “I love you, Kadaj. Your happiness is more important than my own.”
“Funny, I was going to say the same thing about you,” Kadaj said. He leaned forward and kissed Rufus lightly, and shifted closer. The movement brought their growing erections into alignment, and the lovely friction brought a moan to Kadaj’s lips. He’d never felt anything like it, and it nearly took his breath away.
Rufus captured his lips in a searing kiss, and his arms wrapped around Kadaj’s waist and held him close. Kadaj’s hands tangled in Rufus’ blonde hair, and the kiss grew deeper. Their tongues entwined and thrust slowly against one another, and Kadaj felt the pleasure of it pool low in his groin.
Kadaj broke the kiss with a gasp, gulping at much needed air. He pressed his forehead against Rufus’ and closed his eyes. Rufus’ hands were caressing his back with slow, easy strokes, and they were moving lower. Kadaj gasped as he felt those hands palm his buttocks and gently squeeze.
“Mm. That feels good,” Kadaj murmured. He shifted and pressed an unhurried kiss to Rufus’ lips. He rotated his hips a bit, and groaned as their erections slid together beneath the warm water.
“It certainly does,” Rufus purred. His lips pressed against the pulse in Kadaj’s neck, and his tongue tasted the flesh there.
“Oh!” Kadaj lifted his chin to give Rufus better access, and closed his eyes at the rush of pleasure Rufus’ caresses brought. He gasped sharply when he felt fingers delve into the crevice between his buttocks and brush across his tight opening. It felt sinfully good, and hinted at better things to come. His imagination helpfully supplied him with several ideas, all of which set his blood to boiling with want.
“Kadaj, I want to take you,” Rufus murmured into his ear. “Will you let me?”
Kadaj laughed lightly and ground his hips forward again. “I’ll do more than let you, Mr. President; I’ll all out encourage it.”
“The bedroom?”
“Why not here?” Kadaj purred. The water felt good against his skin, warm and silky, and it was turning him on even more.
“Here works just as well,” Rufus agreed. His tongue swiped at Kadaj’s neck again before he moved to kiss his lips again. “We can try the bed later.”
“Mm,” Kadaj agreed. “And then the kitchen table?”
Rufus’ laughter against his flesh tickled. “If you like, although I must warn you, the Turks have free reign of the non-private rooms of my apartment. We could be interrupted.”
Kadaj, who was feeling decidedly wicked by that time, merely smirked. “So, let them watch.”
“Ah, I have an exhibitionist on my hands,” Rufus growled with a smirk. His teeth nipped at Kadaj’s neck at the same time his hands reached for the bath oil on the tub’s ledge. “I’m afraid I can’t allow anyone else to see you like this.”
“Oh? Are you jealous?” Kadaj teased.
“Terribly,” Rufus said.
“Oh!” Kadaj closed his eyes as slick fingers brushed against his opening. One slick digit slid inside, and Kadaj shuddered at the erotic feel of it.
“Kadaj, look at me,” Rufus said quietly.
Kadaj’s eyes fluttered open, and he locked gazes with Rufus. The president’s eyes were serious now, and all signs of teasing were gone. The finger sank deeper, and Kadaj felt it brush against something sensitive within, and his eyes grew wide as a jolt of almost painful pleasure shocked through his system.
“Rufus!” Kadaj’s hands clenched at Rufus’ shoulders as the President added a second finger beside the first. It stung a little, but the pleasure far eclipsed the pain, and Kadaj pushed himself down on those fingers, searching for more of the sweet sensation they brought. “Please!”
“There’s no need to beg,” Rufus told him. His eyes were intense as he gazed back at Kadaj.
Kadaj made a bereft noise when those fingers suddenly left him, but then he felt something much thicker and hotter poised at his entrance, and his green eyes went wide again.
“Slowly,” Rufus whispered to him. He placed a steadying hand on Kadaj’s hip. “You’re in control here.”
Kadaj nodded slightly. He kept his gaze locked onto Rufus’ as he slowly lowered himself. There was a moment of almost unbearable pain, and then quite suddenly Rufus’ hardness was sliding effortlessly inside. Kadaj gasped sharply as he lowered himself further. The feel of Rufus parting and filling him was almost overwhelming in its intensity, and was made even more so by the way Rufus was watching him. The President’s eyes were intense, and Kadaj could see the passion and love there.
“Rufus,” Kadaj whispered his name, and he felt tears sting his eyes.
“Are you okay?” Rufus asked. His fingers came up to catch the tears as they fell from Kadaj’s eyes.
Kadaj nodded and shifted himself lower so that he was completely impaled upon Rufus’ arousal. Rufus gave an experimental thrust upwards, and Kadaj’s eyes grew impossibly wider.
“Oh, Gods! Do that again!”
Kadaj grasped the edge of the tub and rested his forehead against Rufus’ again. He closed his eyes as Rufus complied with the demand. Rufus’ hands grasped Kadaj’s hips and he ground upward with slow, deliberate movements. Kadaj could only moan as each thrust set Rufus’ erection to rubbing that sensitive spot deep within.
“You are beautiful,” Rufus breathed. He captured Kadaj’s lips again. “So damn beautiful.”
“Rufus!” Kadaj all but sobbed his name as a particularly sharp thrust sent him over the edge. His mouth gaped open in a surprised ’o’ as the pleasure washed over and through him. More tears welled in his eyes, and he wrapped his arms around Rufus’ shoulders and hid his face in the crook of the Shinra president’s neck. Rufus gave one more upward thrust, and then gasped sharply as he found his own release.
Kadaj clung to him as the tears still flowed from his eyes. A sharp sweetness had filled his soul, and he feared that if he tried to stop the tears it would make him burst.
“Kadaj?” Rufus’ hand cupped the back of his head, and his other arm wrapped around Kadaj’s waist and held him close.
“Is it always like that?” Kadaj asked. His voice was muffled against the flesh of Rufus’ neck.
“Like what?”
“So good? So intense?” Kadaj was having a hard time putting what he was feeling into words.
“When you love someone, yes,” Rufus murmured into his hair. “And I love you, Kadaj, very much.”
Kadaj lifted his head and kissed Rufus slowly. “I love you, too.”
Rufus smiled and pushed his damp silver hair from his forehead. “Bed?”
“Yeah,” Kadaj said with a smile. “Bed . . . but to sleep, please?”
“To sleep,” Rufus promised.
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