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Cell Division	By : Savaial Category: Final Fantasy VII > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. It belongs to SquareEnix. I do not make any money from these writings, nor do I wish to. The original creators have all my respect, from game designers to voice actors.

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I respectfully credit all Original Creators, namely Squaresoft, which became SquareEnix,for these characters. In this way, I pay homage to my Fandom's Original Creator, and illustrate my Community's belief that Fan Fiction is "fair use". I do not claim to own these characters. I do not make money or gil from using these protected characters, nor do I wish to make money or gil from them. In other words, I am borrowing these characters to entertain the adult fanfiction community, but I am doing so with the highest degree of respect to the engineers, game designers, music makers, and voice actors.

I still occupied the couch when I awoke next, but in Hojo�s lap.
I opened my eyes to stare at his corded neck, feeling his legs underneath me. I sat sideways, draped against his chest and under the blanket. I felt a slight movement, heard the page of a book turn. Without shame or hesitation, I simply inhaled his masculine smell. It came hot and strong at his throat.
He stirred. Stretching out his leg, he extended his bare foot out and expertly snatched a stick of incense. He brought it up to his hand, putting down the book. Soon the smoking herbs joined a small forest of burnt-ended bamboo, thrust in plant soil by his first two toes.
Oh, holy shit. The things I�d said to him. Hours of conversation rolled by in seconds.
Oh, double shit. The things he�d said to me.
And, I sat in his lap.
�You can panic, if you like,� he murmured. �Or, you can enjoy being the favorite pet and feel your master�s body.� He turned a page. �I hope you�ll choose the latter, though I won�t order you to stay still.�
A small part of me admitted defeat. I couldn�t fight him off right now. He knew it, too, the prick. I drew a breath and let it out slowly, not moving. The arm he used to keep me upright briefly tightened. �Thank you, Miss Grey,� he said quietly, lowly, his tone sincere. �I�ll remember your generosity.�
He�d better. He�d better, because I had no intention of being an obedient little mouse behind the closed door of his office, not anymore. I wouldn�t embarrass him in front of his colleagues, but I also wouldn�t allow myself a complete surrender.
A spark of sheer, feminine deviousness ignited in my chest. He was attracted to me. He was attracted but not willing to force me. That left the ball in my court, for all his �yes, sirs� and alpha insistences. I could torture him every bit as much as he tortured me, maybe more. But, I would have to use caution and subtlety. I would have to blend an unspoken tension with unspoken games.
I had nothing to lose.
I tilted my head, pointing my face toward his ear. �Sir,� I said lightly. �What are you reading?�
I felt him quiver under me, just once.
�A book of Michael�s recommendation,� he answered. �It�s entitled, Velvet Shame.� He turned another page. �How he knew I liked bondage escapes me.�
God, he hit below the belt. But, he�d just proven he would play, the dirty� player. He�d matched my bedroom voice and bedroom topic with one of his own, and quickly.
�Michael is intuitive, sir,� I replied, still breathing in his ear but resting the innuendo.
�Michael is incorrigible and irrepressible,� Hojo grunted, also allowing the hint to subside. �He gives me a headache at least twice a week. No painkiller on the planet will make one of his headaches subside.�
�Ever taken the rod to him, sir?� I asked lowly, swinging us back to the bedroom with double entendre.
Hojo�s hold on me tightened. �No. Michael has never given me reason to strike him.� Again he turned a page. �He�s never given me adequate reason to fuck him, either, if that�s what you�re asking.�
I barely stopped a laugh. It slammed to a halt somewhere in my chest.
�I felt you jerk,� he said.
�You�re not really reading,� I countered.
This time, he jerked in amusement. He tossed the book down. His shoulder rolled and I dropped backward, falling into his waiting arm. �Are you sure you want to play this game, my dear?� he asked, humor and pleasure lightening his eyes. Leaning over me, he made a show of inhaling the air near my throat. �You had a brilliant start, but I�m afraid you�re outclassed. I have years and years of experience on you, and I�m in the ultimate position of power.�
I didn�t answer, which served as answer enough.
Eyes floating over my arched form, he smiled. �I knew you�d cause me difficulty,� he said, reasserting an earlier vow.
�Then why offer me the chance to be more than a lab specimen?�
�Because I like my pets to be difficult; life is terribly boring otherwise.�
�And I�m not boring you?�
�You�re stimulating me to distraction, actually. But, a man doesn�t get to be my age without learning control, patience, and the value of cunning.� He paused to push a tendril of hair away from my face, his touch feather-light. �Or, of the value of a woman�s cunning, for that matter.�
Ah. He wanted me, but maybe he�d never had sex with a pet.
The stakes were as high as they could go.
�You weren�t afraid of me for very long,� Hojo murmured.
�I�m scared right now, but I don�t let fear cripple me.�
�Good for you, my dear.� Hojo got up, taking me with him. �Time for you to go back to bed.�
�You won�t stay with me any longer, now, will you?� I asked, feeling like I might have won a round.
�Oh, try to keep me out,� he answered. �I like hurting myself as much as I like hurting others.�
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