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Reno's Punishment	By : PhantomChajo Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 731 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Tseng's in control
- 2-Rufus' Turn with Reno
- 1
- 2
Title: Reno's Punishment pt 2, Saturday with Rufus and
Tseng
Author: Phantom Starwolf
Archived: Anywhere and Everywhere
Summary: Things heat up for Reno when Tseng and Rufus
find out about what he did to Scarlet.
Rating: NC-17 (Rufus is a manipulative bastard, Reno is
humiliated with cross-dressing)
Pairings: Rufus x Reno
Feedback: Always appreciated
Other Characters:
Beta: none
Word Count: 8,527 words
Author's Notes: Characters may appear OOC. Tried to keep
them as close to cannon as possible, but considering I'm writing this not the
people at SquareEnix, you'll have to deal.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys and girls of Final
Fantasy 7, SquareEnix does.

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But there's nothing more sadistic than an infant
Waving his pistol in my face
He wants me right down on my knees
Crumbling in disgrace
-- Trigger Happy Jack by Poe

The second
kick to the car seat he was laying on brought Reno to full consciousness in
moments. Jerking upright, yet still sprawled at the same time, his eyes
constantly blinked as he tried to focus on the world around him. He focused
first on the midnight black beast then switched to the man sitting next to it.
The Master being more dangerous then the feline like creature. He quickly
dropped his line of sight, not wishing to provoke the man across from him.
"Sorry," he mumbled as he came to the conclusion that the vehicle had
stopped. He should have been up and out, searching the perimeter and then the
premise itself, yet here he was still in the limo, looking around stupidly.
Moving across the seat, he reached for the door handle, preparing to step out
of the limo to perform his duty when the other man's voice stopped him.

"Take
Dark Nation, she needs the exercise," Rufus instructed from his seat.

Reno blinked
again, risking a look. "But what about you? If something happens�."
Between one blink and the next, he was staring down the barrels of a custom
made, double-barreled shotgun.

"You
were saying Reno?" Rufus asked with a smirk.

The redhead
swallowed nervously, dropping his eyes immediately. "Yes sir," he
said as he opened the door, "Come on Nation." Climbing out of the
limo he suppressed the gasp of pain that straightening up caused. Once the
large feline beast was out of the limo he closed the door. Pulling the EMR from
its holster, he secured the wrist strap then started walking. He found that if
he slouched the pain was lessened. The pair traversed the grounds of Rufus
Shinra's townhouse, making sure the area was safe before heading to the
townhouse itself. Reno checked out the lock before he unlocked it then
cautiously opened the door. Silently he motioned Dark Nation in.

The feline
beast was intelligent enough to understand what was wanted of her. She slunk
into the building, probing the darkness with her heightened senses, searching
for anything out of place from last time. She left nothing unchecked as she
prowled all three floors and the basement. Once she was satisfied she returned
to the fire haired human, thrusting her head into his weaponless hand and
purring in satisfaction.

Reno chuckled
softly, his expression lightening somewhat at the uncomplicated emotions the
black feline beast awoke within him. "All clear girl?" he asked
unnecessarily. He didn't underestimate her capabilities of understanding. He
smiled when she nodded her head in response. "Good girl, now time to get
the boss." He turned around to head to the limo when his path was blocked.
"Come on girl, quite playing around. Rufus is waiting and you know how he
hates waiting," he said as he tried to go around her, once more though he
was blocked. With a sigh, he reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Dark Nation, behave," he told her, again trying to go around her.

This time
Dark Nation growled then took hold of his suite jacket bottom and shirt tails
with her formidable teeth and pulled back. She could scent the fact that this
human juvenile was injured still, yet like all young males, he had to go and
try to prove that he was fine. When his hand came back to swat at her muzzle,
she let go and promptly snapped her jaws around the offending hand, putting
enough pressure on his hand to keep it immobile yet not hard enough to break
skin with her razor sharp teeth.

Reno growled
back and jerked his hand free, hissing as her fangs sliced tough the skin of
his hand. "Damn it cat!" he muttered bring up the injured limb then
fastened his mouth around the injury. He shoved at her roughly, not thinking
about the fact that she was a creature that could easily rip him to shreds.
"Out of the way cat," he said gruffly as he stalked past her, his
long lean legs taking down the sidewalk and towards the limo easily. He didn't
make it half way before a black blur darted between his legs, knocking him to
the ground and a heavy weight made itself right at home on his back, pinning
him down. Gathering his strength, he bucked upwards, succeeding in only getting
a maw full of razor sharp teeth clamped down on the back of his neck. He froze
as his thoughts flashed back to events of earlier. His heart speed up as he started
to hyperventilate in shock, his fingers curling, blunt nails scraping across
the concrete sideways.

Rufus was
tired of waiting for the all clear. He'd worked his ass off over the last week,
having to deal with not only his father, but also Scarlet and Heidigger.
Stepping out of the limo he dismissed the driver and started up the path to his
weekend home. His steps quicken upon seeing Dark Nation pinning Reno down, her
jaws clamped to the back of the Turk's neck. Reno wasn't moving. In one smooth
move, he pulled his shotgun from his coat and swung underhanded like a club
into Dark Nations side. As soon as the gun was up, he cocked both barrels and
aimed it at the beast.

The feline
let out a yowl of pain as the shotgun smashed into her side. She instantly
letting go of Reno and darting to the side out of range of the heavy object and
her rather angry master. She slunk off to the side, ears flattened down as she
mewed pathetically, seeking forgiveness.

�No!� Reno
shouted, as he was suddenly galvanized into action at the sound of twin barrels
being cocked. Rolling over he grabbed the end of the shotgun and twisted. It
was aimed in another direction now instead of at Dark Nation. ��No. It wasn't
her fault. She� I�. I didn't listen to her when she didn't want me to come get
you.�

Rufus'
narrowed his eyes as he stared down at his subordinate. His look said that he
didn't believe what Reno had said, but was in a mood to ignore it for the
moment. With a snort of disdain, he pulled the barrels of his shotgun out of
Reno's hand and smoothly de-cocked the weapon. �If I ever find out differently,
not only will she die, but you will be the one to do the deed. Do you
understand me Reno?� Rufus asked as he turned away and continued on towards the
townhouse as if nothing happened. He didn't wait for an answer nor did he
expect one. His point had been made brutally clear.

By the time
Reno stood up, Rufus was already inside. After brushing off his pants and
jacket, he made his way inside was well. Dark Nation darted in past him just
before he closed the door, then locked it and engaged the security system. He
had already forgiven her for her actions. It was after all, his own fault that
things happened the way they did. After scratching her behind the ears, he
headed towards the stairs to the second floor. He knew the routine without
having to be told.

The climb up
the stairs took longer then he expected. But then again, he had been raped and
then left to deal with it on his own earlier that evening. He wasn't in any
shape for anything prolonged or that required a lot of movement. In fact all he
wanted to do was fall face first into a bed and curl up to sleep the rest of
the weekend away. Even though he hated Tseng for what the Wutain did to him, he
feared Rufus because the blonde held the true power in his hands. With a word,
Reno's life working for, and in, ShinRa would be over.

Rufus
appeared at the top of the stairs, a glass of amber liquid in hand. �I expect
you to present yourself to me within the next thirty minutes Reno,� the vice
president said before turning away and vanishing though a doorway.

Where as
Tseng dominated with physical power and mental abuse, Rufus preferred to
dominate with subtle power and emotional manipulation. When they worked
together, it was almost impossible not to succumb to them. Many found it was
easier to give in then to fight, since either could make one's life a living
hell.

Reno leaned
against the wall, having bit back a curse at the order he was given, to let the
pain diminish some before continuing up to 'his' room. He paused long enough at
the bed to disarm; weapons went on the bed everything else was stripped off and
tossed into the hamper in the corner. He would have clothes provided for him
for whatever occasion Rufus was throwing the party for. Once nude, he traversed
the room to the attached guest bathroom. He knew the routine quite well.

All he had to
do now try and make his rebellious body obey his orders to move. The first step
in his routine was to ensure all 'unsightly' body hair was removed. He usually
used a gel or foam. For the more sensitive areas like his face and groin, he
shaved. (For some reason, Tseng preferred him bare while Rufus preferred him
neatly trimmed.) After getting into the shower, he turned the water on and
adjusted it to just this side of scalding. The flow of hot water pounded away
at his aching body and washed away the hair removal product. As he rinsed off,
he remembered why Tseng preferred him bare. His fingers traverse the scar-like
raised patch of skin that was hidden beneath the dark red curls. His second
step was to clean off as thoroughly as possible; it was also called scrubbing
the first few layers of skin off with a rough loofah sponge and pumice. Reno
was able to take care of the lower half of his body without too much effort,
though every time he lifted his arms to go higher then chest level he
experienced sharp pains though his shoulders and down his arms.

The last step
was to shampoo his hair, rinse and repeat till it squeaked as he ran his
fingers through it. While he was there, he wasn't allowed to use conditioner,
styling gel, moose or anything else on his hair either. (Not like he used
anything in the first place though.) But he never made it that far as his knees
buckled, sending him crashing down to the bath tiles that covered the floor
under him with a pained cry. His head spun as wave after wave of vertigo
assaulted him to the point where up was down, left and right had no meaning and
nothing felt solid under his grasping hands. He was also having a hard time
breathing because he kept inhaling water then would start choking and coughing.

When Reno did
not show up at his door precisely at the 30 min mark, Rufus was not pleased.
Dressed in white silk pajama bottoms and a silk dressing robe of midnight
black, he stalked barefoot out of his room in search for the missing Turk. He
descended the stairs to the second floor and marched down the hall to the
bedroom the young man habitually stayed in, when he wasn't occupying the
blonde's bed that was. The door was partially open which allowed him easy
access to the room. Inside he spied the weapons on the bed and the clothes in
the corner, he also heard the sound of the shower running in the bathroom. He
caught the distinct sound of someone coughing and that someone could only be
Reno. Rufus pushed open the bathroom door and stopped.

Rufus stood
in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest, as he looked the redhead over.
Pale flesh covered slender yet nicely muscled legs leading up to narrow hips
and a slim waist. The slim waist became well-defined chest and equally narrow
shoulders. Overall, he decided yet again that Reno was like a young feline
predator. A beast designed for short burst of unprecedented speed, elegant
lines and graceful curves. All of that wrapped into a youthful bundle of
seemingly limitless energy topped with an extra dose of clumsiness. But at the
moment he looked a mess, all thanks to Tseng's carelessness in the way he took
the younger man.

Reno lay half
curled on his side on the cold tile floor of the shower, water flowing over the
side of his face as it was half hidden under a bloody fall of red hair. On his
hips was a set of bruises that matched the pattern of a person's hands. He also
had bruises covering the upper back of his shoulders and visible bite marks on
one shoulder.

Rufus stepped
fully into the bathroom and moved to the shower. He reached in, uncaring if he
or his clothes became soaked and turned the water off. The blonde then stepped
into the enclosed area and knelt down next to the redhead. �Come on Reno,� he
said as he flipped the wet red strands of hair out of the other's face then
took his arm. �Time to get out of the shower Reno and come with me.� A coughed
gasp was the only response he received at first.

Several
moments of tense silence then Reno spoke. �Boss? I� I-�

�No excuses
Reno,� Rufus said as he helped the redhead to sit up first and then stand. One
arm wrapped around the slender waist holding Reno against him, the other brace
against the wall. He took advantage of the younger man's position by tilting
his head and capturing pale pink lips with his own slightly darker ones. It was
easy to maneuver his leg between the redheads, then press upwards along an
inner thigh. He moved his hands so that they were cupping Reno's ass then
started to knead and squeeze the firm flesh. His lips moved down Reno's chin to
the underside of his jaw till he reached that one sensitive place right behind
the ear, and then started to make the younger man squirm. The young blonde
vice-president mentally smirked as he felt the Turk shiver before giving in.
�Now come,� he said after pulling back.

Reno's breath
hitched once before he got himself under a semblance of control. �Keep that up
and I'll be cuming sooner rather then later,� he quipped softly, his arms
wrapped about the older male's waist, leaning against him. He felt as much as
heard the soft laugh so he knew that Rufus wasn't completely angry with him.
Though in truth it was often hard to tell since the blonde rarely showed what
he was truly feeling.

Together the
pair made it to Rufus' room and into the master bath, without incident or
distractions. Rufus helped Reno finish bathing and even washed his hair for
him, though as he did Reno uttered a gasp of pain as the blonde's fingers
traversed the back of his head. Rufus frowned in displeasure, his mind already
connecting whatever was currently wrong with the redhead with that injury.
Nothing a few hi-potions or an elixir or two couldn't take care of he decided. Another
thought crossed the blonde's mind, which caused him to smile deviously.

Reno shivered
slightly when the blonde's hands came to rest upon his shoulders before slowly,
seductively sliding down his back and making their way around his waist. He
felt the warm breath as it ghosted over his shoulder then along his neck before
equally warm lips came to rest just below and behind his ear. A wet tongue
caressed the skin just under those lips as those hands continued to ghost along
his skin leaving trails of sudden fire in their wake as his body responded. In
the back of his mind he felt betrayed by his body's response to the blonde
devil that stood behind him. He silently asked himself why Rufus had to be so
gentle and act so kind to him when seducing him. Why couldn't he be like Tseng?
Rough, demanding and uncaring at what damage was done, physical, mental or
emotional.

The blonde in
question, Rufus, smiled as he felt the younger man tremble in his embrace. It
was so easy to manipulate Reno into doing as he wished once Tseng had finished
with him. All he had to do was to put forth a fa�ade of warm caring, show false
concern, imitate love and the young Turk was eating out of his hand. �Reno,� he
murmured softly into the other male's ear.

�Hmm?� he
couldn't trust himself to speak coherently at the moment.

�Would you�
do something for me?� Rufus pitched his voice low, made it soft and wanting. He
felt Reno stiffen in his arms. �You don't have to if you don't want to,� he
added with a tone of disappointment underlying his soft words.

Reno knew
that the proper translation of Rufus' words was 'if you don't, I'll make sure
you have a miserable time of it'. All he wanted was to be held and loved for
himself, not loved for his body or what type sexual services he could provide.
His mental and emotional shields were battered and crumbling under both the
overt as well as the subtle pressure. Without a fight, he gave into Rufus'
wants and nodded, not trusting his voice.

The blonde
chuckled throatily, �I thought you would see it my way.� Wrapping a towel
around his waist then using a second one to dry his hair with, he handed Reno a
couple of towels as well before he directed the redhead out of the bathroom and
towards the bed. �Sit,� he said as he walked to the cedar and cherry wood
armoire that stood against one wall right next to a matching dresser. Though it
looked old fashioned, it was in truth a highly sophisticated weapons cabinet.
Opening the doors after unlocking it, he opened first one inner drawer then a
second. From within the depths of the armoire, he emerged with two small
bottles and a large vial. All of which glowed ever so faintly in the light. He
also had a plain white box like what clothing often came in. All of which was
set on the bed next to the Turk. �Drink the hi-potions but not the elixir Reno.
Then I want you to put this on for me,� he instructed tapping the box in
question. He then grabbed his white and gold silk kimono and slid it on. �I'll
be in the study when you're ready. Don't forget to bring the elixir and
whatever else is left.�

From his
position on the bed, Reno watched the white and gold swathed figure exit the
bedroom. Once Rufus was gone, he turned his head and stared down at the white
box as if it was a time bomb waiting to go off. He picked up the vial and
placed it on the nightstand, he then picked up the first small bottle and
grimaced. He hated the taste of potions and hi-potions. When he had the choice
between natural healing, materia, and the magical healing of the manufactured
liquids, he chose the natural or materia healing when he had the chance. Once
be broke the seal on the bottle he downed it's contents with another grimace.
It didn't take long for the hi-potion to start to work. It felt as if all his
nerve endings had been set off all at one time. It wasn't unpleasant, just
weird. He didn't want to think what an x-potion would do to him, let alone the
elixir.

Once it had
been discovered the side effects of potions, hi-potions and elixirs had on a
person when not in an adrenaline fueled combat situation, they became somewhat
restricted items. The medical staff at all hospitals refused to just hand them
out for any small injury. The head doctors had to approve first and then they
were used only as emergency stabilization. A potion tended to leave a person in
a mildly inebriated state. The hi-potions tended to leave a person giddy and
higher then a kite. Elixirs� well elixirs were like taking the best booze and
drugs, mixing them together then tossing in the most mind-blowing orgasm
possible. Granted the potions could be found at most shops, but how many people
could afford to shell out 50 and 300 gil at a pop for a buzz that would wear
off in less time then cheaper, easier to get street drugs? It was impossible to
get an elixir from any shop around, you had to go out and hunt down certain
monsters to get it and the only ones that did that were either SOLDIERs or
bounty hunters out for some gil.

Feeling
better then he had previously, Reno finally stood up so that he could examine
the contents of the box, his thoughts were along the lines of 'time to get it
over with and done.' Inside the box was a mass of black silk embroidered with
bright flame red phoenixes. His eyebrows rose up as his mouth hung open. It was
a hand embroidered Wutain silk kimono, rare and expensive from the looks of it.
His jaw dropped further when he saw what was under it, a sky blue corset with
matching thong and garter, white silk fishnet stockings and a pair of white
mules to go with it. �He's got to be fucking shitting me! Sweet fucking Shiva,
I'll break my holy damned ankles in those fuckers. Zo,to!�

As much as he
wanted to throw half the items in the box in Rufus' face and tell him to fuck
off, he couldn't. Not only was that a sure way to get fired, but it could also
get him killed. �At least the bastard didn't want me in makeup,� he muttered to
himself as he finished patting himself dry. After taking as much time as he
dared to brush out his hair, he then started to dress. Thong went on first
forcing him to adjust himself several times before he was more or less
comfortable. Next came the corset, which thankfully was designed for either a
very small-breasted woman or else for a man wasn't hard to lace up once he slid
it up his torso and into place. Next came the hated part of the ordeal. Putting
on the stockings, getting them situated correctly and fastened all without
ripping them.

Out in the
study, Rufus waited patiently with a smug smile curling the corner of his lips
upward. He slowly sipped the drink he had mixed himself upon entering the
study. In his mind, he pictured the redhead spread out on his bed, writhing in
ecstasy under him as he had his way with the beautiful young man. Tonight was
one of the rare times when he had Reno all to himself. Most of the time Tseng
was around to control everything that happened in the bedroom (as well as other
places). He took a deep breath then let it out in a long sigh before taking
another sip of his drink. Oh there was no doubt that he quite enjoyed his
relationship with the Wutain Turk, but sometimes it became quite routine and
boring. Especially since the dark haired male had yet to make any indications
that he knew how much the blonde was controlling the pace of things from his
place as bottom.

He thought
back to the first time he had seen Reno. It was back during the ending of the
Wutai Shin-Ra war. Reno had been nothing more then a young boy, barely out of
his childhood but even then he was beautiful, wild and carefree amidst the
chaos and savagery of the war. The redhead had been asleep next to an older
version of himself on General Sephiroth's camp bed, both bare from the waist
up. Only the elder of the two had the unusual facial markings and long hair,
the younger was still unblemished with short-cropped hair. The second ever time
he had seen Reno was when the young man, a few years older at that point, had
been brought in unconscious from the last battle of the war, by the Silver
General. His hair was a little longer and he had the facial markings like the elder
redhead had. He was laying nude, spooned up against an equally nude Sephiroth,
both males deeply asleep. Even bloody, bruised and broken he was still as
exotically beautiful as the first time. After that the young man had been
brought to Midgar and indoctrinated into Shin-Ra and the Turks with Rude as his
sponsor, mentor and teacher.

The soft
rustle of silk brought his attention back to the here and now. Rufus turned,
his cerulean eyes moving down then back up the body in front of him. The kimono
was securely fastened about the slim waist of the redhead. The black silk just
accented his pale features and bright red hair, which blended almost perfectly
with the embroidered phoenixes. �Hmmm�..,� he hummed softly to himself as he
approached the now stationary figure. �Do you know how much you could charge,�
he said softy as he stopped in front of Reno. �if you were to sell you're
favors?� he said as he traced a finger lightly along Reno's jaw line.

Reno pulled
his head away from Rufus' finger. "So I'm nothing more then a street whore
to you?" he asked with a bitterness that tainted his words.

"Oh
Reno, your much more then some used up street whore," Rufus said with a
throaty laugh. "You're a TURK."

"Just a
whore of a different type. I rough up, intimidate and kill for the president
and the company as well as get fucked and fucked over by my bosses." The
redhead turned away hugging himself.

"Reno,
Reno, Reno..." the blonde sighed with a shake of his head. "People
have been eliminated for less. Just because you are favored does not mean you
are immune." He reached up and grabbed a thick handful of flame colored
hair then twisted and pulled back forcing the younger man to twist about.
"I am willing to overlook some of your transgressions, but not all. Do you
understand me Reno?"

Reno had to
stop himself from grabbing Rufus' wrist or fighting back. "Yes..." he
gasped out.

"What
was that Reno?" Rufus asked as he tightened his grip.

"Yess!"
he hissed out, louder this time.

Rufus eased
up on his grip, smiling pleasantly. "Good, now that we've reached an
understanding we can proceed onto more pleasant things." Rufus let go of
Reno's hair then started to comb his fingers through the silken strands.
"Come Reno, I want you to show me just how well you understood. Pleasure
me and in return I will see you pleasured.� With one final pass of his fingers
though hair, Rufus turned towards the plush leather sofa. Once seated he
indicated the spot in front of him on the floor.

Reno turned
to face the seated blonde his shoulders slumped in defeat. He made his way to
the sofa slowly yet with as much grace as he could in 6in heeled sandals. He
snagged a throw pillow along the way, and then tossed it down to kneel on it
before Rufus. He knew what he had to do, but it didn't mean he came even close
to liking it, but at least Rufus was easier on him then Tseng was.

Reno handed
his boss the hi-potion then untied the white silk tie that held the kimono
closed. The parted material revealed creamy, flawless skin, dark golden colored
thatch of pubic hair and a member that was partially hard. Placing his hands on
the inner thighs of the blonde, he indicated he wanted them further apart then
they were by applying a little pressure. He worked his way up Rufus' inner
thigh, nipping, licking and kissing as he want till the now blood engorged
member rested against his cheek. He turned his head, kissing the velvet heat,
nuzzling against it. Starting at the base, Reno licked his way to the flared
tip only to cradle the hardened flesh in his hand. He was disgusted with
himself for even doing this but he continued on, simply because the alternative
was more unpleasant then this.

Reno
continued to caress the hard member, drawing the tip across his lips like one
would do with lipstick. He darted his tongue out, flicking it across the
sensitive surface then blew softy. Once more he darted his tongue out, this
time though he traced a path around the edge circling around till he was
probing the slit. Only after he heard the blonde's soft hiss of need did he
slowly take the hardened flesh into his mouth. The redhead relaxed the muscles
of his throat, reigning in his gag reflexes as he felt the tip brush the back
of his throat. Pulling back, he went down again and again before switching to
sucking on just the head as his hand stroked the velvety flesh and massaged his
balls. He also licked and nibbled as a way to alternate the sensations he was
causing. One pleasure he was able to get from this was seeing how much he could
make Rufus suffer before the arrogant blonde's control broke.

With eyes
closed, Rufus enjoyed the wet heat of Reno's talented mouth. One hand curled
into the leather while the other petted and stroked the silken red strands.
"You should consider the offer to become my personal assistant. I can make
sure your departure from the TURKs goes smoothly," the blonde purred in
pleasure. Letting his head fall backwards against the sofa back, he floated in
a sea of sensation, one that was building to a peak.

Reno hummed
as if in thought as he continued to perform fellatio on his superior, wanting
to get it over with. He was perfectly fine in his position as a Turk and had no
desire to become Rufus or Tseng's personal whore; no matter how often he ended
up getting fucked by the two. Before he could continue to try and get Rufus
off, he felt a tug at his hair. The blonde wanted something. Lifting his eyes
he stared up at the face of his superior as he continued to slowly go down on
the hard member.

�Up here with
me Reno,� Rufus instructed as he ran a hand though the redhead's hair.

Reno blinked
lazily at him cheeks concaving while he sucked hard as he pulled back. With a
wet pop the head came free from his mouth. With a smirk he gave one last lick
root to tip before he leaned forward, bracing his hands on Rufus' thighs and
pushing himself up. The silk teasingly rubbed across sensitive flesh, earning
an indrawn hiss.

�Imp, you'll
pay for that later,� the blonde growled as he stood up in front of Reno. His
erection bobbing up and down from his movement. �Did you bring the elixir?� he
asked. When the younger man shook his head he raised an eyebrow. Grabbing
Reno's face, he kissed him fiercely, possessively almost before breaking it off
and stepping around him. �Sit,� he ordered then headed to the bedroom to
retrieve the vial of elixir.

'Sex on the
sofa, how clich�,' he snorted mentally. If it wasn't for the fact that he did
enjoy sex (but not getting fucked and fucked over) Reno had been tempted on
more then one occasion to run away from his life as a Turk and join the Holy
Order of Alexander. The Order was a group of religious fighters who went out
and 'cleansed the land of undead monsters' in the name of the god (Or rather
the summons) Alexander. Problem was they took vows of celibacy. That just was not
Reno's thing. Maybe he could join the Siren Order? Wait those freaky bastards
enforced castration of the males that joined. 'No thank you, I like my balls
right where they are,' he thought to himself as he settled on the sofa, playing
with the potion bottle that had been left behind. He looked up and watched as
Rufus came back into the room, the white and gold silk kimono accenting his
coloration quite nicely. Reno might have been tempted to become that 'personal
assistant' he wanted, if Rufus had been anyone else and Tseng was never around.

Rufus flipped
the trailing edge of the silk kimono out of the way as he sat back down on the
leather sofa. There was something decadent about the feel of silk and butter
soft leather against bare skin. He twisted to the side, leaning in Reno's
direction he caught the redheads lips in another searing kiss as his hands made
short work of the tie that held the black kimono closed. Those same hands then
started roaming the flesh that was exposed. Breaking the kiss he pushed Reno
back so that he lay on his back on the sofa, legs twisted around so his feet
were still on the floor. Knowing it was an uncomfortable position, having been
there his self; Rufus trailed his hand down Reno's left leg and lifted it to
his right shoulder. Sensually he ran his fingers up and down the younger man's
leg, paying attention to the spot right behind the knee, smirking at the soft
bitten off curse. Kissing and love-biting his way down the silk fishnet covered
calf; he lifted the leg higher to duck under it then bit once more into the
juncture behind the knee eliciting another stifled curse.

�Fuck!� Reno
cursed as his leg twitched as nerve endings extending both up and down suddenly
decided to fire off at the same time. It didn�t hurt, just felt weird as Hades.
He struggled to sit up once more but between the angle of his hip and the
position of his leg prevented him from raising farther then his elbows. �Aahhh!
Fuck Rufus, what are you doing? Trying to eat me or some shit?� Reno yelped as
his leg jerked in a neural response to what was being done to it. Something
else twitched in response as well, which caused the redhead to groan. There was
just no damned room in the thong he was wearing to allow for growth, which
meant when he started to become aroused it was quite obvious.

�I�m sure you
would enjoy that, would you not Reno?� Rufus chuckled as he dropped the younger
man�s leg to his left side so that he was now between Reno�s legs.

Reno grunted
in an annoyed fashion as he dropped back down on the sofa. He brought his arms
up crossing them behind his head, using them as a pillow. He figured he might
as well get as comfortable as possible since Rufus was going to have his way no
matter what. Might as well be in a position to, if not enjoy it, keep the pain
to a minimum. From his position he watched Rufus with half-lidded eyes.

The blonde
fished out the potion from beside him on the sofa then leaned forward over
Reno. �Drink,� he said, uncapping the bottle with one hand before bringing it
to the redhead�s lips.

Reno
grimaced. �Why? I�m fine and that stuff tastes like shit,� he said turning his
head away.

�Reno,� there
was no doubt that the single word was both a warning and a threat all rolled
together. To ensure his co-operation, Rufus curled his other hand over the
growing erection Reno had. Fingers traced from tip to base and back again,
taking time to knead the sac at its base as well. He smirked when he felt it
grow harder beneath his fingers, twitching and jerking.

Reno squirmed
under the blonde. His grimace vanished to be replaced with a look of unwanted
desire. He hated the way Rufus was able to manipulate his body into betraying
him. All the self-control he had ever managed to scrape together went right out
the window along with any chance of escape.

�I can keep
this up for quite a while and never let you have release.�

With a snarl
Reno finally gave in. �Fuck you!� he spat as struggled to get himself up on an
elbow then grabbed the potion. Tilting his head back he downed it all in moments.
A shudder went though him at the taste.

�Oh no, I�ll
be topping you tonight my exotic and fiery imp,� Rufus replied back calmly,
watching the curve of Reno�s throat as he swallowed. He felt the shudder and
smiled as he continued to teasingly stroke Reno�s hard member though the
fabric. The play of emotions across the younger man�s face was exquisite and
arousing.

Reno had
closed his eyes when he downed the hi-potion, once done he let himself fall
back onto the sofa. A warm sensation spiraled outwards from the core of his
being which caused a light flush across his pale skin. From scalp to toes, the
tingle was hard to shake. His entire body tensed for several seconds before a
wave of euphoria washed over him. It was like he had had the best sleep of his
life after the greatest sex possible. Tensing once more, he then stretched as
much as possible before sinking further into the sofa in a state of blissful,
boneless grace.

When he
opened his eyes again, everything seemed clearer, sharper and brighter. Eyes
alighted on Rufus, �zo,to .. boss?� he asked then started sniggering.
When he seemed to calm down a little he gave a sexy smirk.� �You gonna fuck me boss or just stare at me
all night?� he asked in that lazy drawl he always had when he was drunk or high.

Rufus leaned
forward till he was laying on top of Reno, his arms crossed over the redhead�s
upper chest forearms pressing slowly into his throat. �What I do with you Reno
is up to me. You walk the knife�s edge with me enough as it is. I wouldn�t go
throwing your weight around. You might just fall into something you won�t be
able to get out of, I won�t be there to bail you out and Tseng will have orders
not to as well.�

�Whatever you
say boss,� Reno snickered.

Rufus shook
his head with a sigh, pressing his forearms down upon Reno�s throat cutting off
his air. He watched as comprehension dawned in those aquamarine eyes as his air
supply dwindled. The feel of the younger man bucking against him, struggling
yet loosing was heady. �Do you understand now?�

Wide-eyed
Reno nodded his head as best he could, he needed to breath and that wasn�t
happening as long as Rufus was pressing down on him. He faintly heard his
superior murmur something that sounded like �good� but was too busy gasping in
oxygen to pay much attention to what the blonde was doing. He managed to tilt
his head enough to look at Rufus when he felt a sharp tug. �Wha?� he didn�t get
a chance to say much else before something hard and blunt was at his entrance
forcing it�s way past the tight ring of muscles.

While Reno
had been distracted with trying to breath, Rufus had taken the vial, opened it
and spread some of the contents over his erect member. It sent a shudder of
sensation like no other through him, spearing him on to satisfy his desire. The
blonde was stronger then he looked, though nowhere near as strong as Tseng. He
grabbed the thong�s waistband and yanked, snapping the fabric and freeing the
erection under it. He didn�t bother prepping Reno at all, just placed the head
of his member at the redhead�s tight entrance and thrust. The tight muscles
fought him all the way as be buried himself in the younger man. There was
something so delicious, sinful and heady about having such power over someone.
The pained scream that tore from the delicate column of Reno�s throat sent
spikes of lust straight to his groin, spurring him on. Pressing his arm against
the redhead�s throat again cutting off his air, he felt muscles tighten down
further around his hard shaft as Reno struggled to shift his weight. Every few
thrusts, he would dribble more of the elixir onto his member, coating it with
the powerful liquid before thrusting into the tight heat once again.

The pain was just as bad now as when Tseng had taken him
in his office. Again he hadn�t been allowed to relax nor was he stretched
before being forced. The only difference between then and now was the icy
sensation followed by that itchy tingle of rapid healing that was left behind
every time Rufus pulled back. The random seeming pattern of Rufus� thrust also
kept him from adjusting as well as the forearm at his throat, which prevent him
from getting enough air. He struggled knowing it was useless and just a waste
of his energy but it was a natural response to such a situation.

Rufus took the last little bit of the elixir, tipped it
over Reno�s mouth and poured the remaining liquid into the younger man�s mouth.
He tossed the empty vial away as he covered Reno�s mouth with his own. It was
like ambrosia, the mixed taste of Reno, elixir and hi-potion. Bitter sweet on
the tip of his tongue as he stroked it against Reno�s own slippery appendage.
He shifted his position, pulling Reno�s leg around his waist as he broke the
kiss and sat up so he could run his hands along the slender yet muscled body
below him. Fingers curled around narrow hips with enough pressure to leave
bruises as he continued to thrust into the body under him.

Reno gritted his teeth in pain, jaw clenched causing
muscles along his neck to stand out. His head was thrown back as he arched his
back, grabbing Rufus� wrists as he tightened his legs about the blonde�s waist.
He wanted this over and done with so he kept himself as tense as possible. The
more friction the faster Rufus would peak was his unproven theory.

The blonde was in a superior position, easily breaking
Reno�s grip as he let go and twisted his hands around, grabbing the redhead�s
wrists and twisting as he thrust in savagely. Gathering both wrists in one hand
he pinned them against the sofa arm as he bent over Reno. Capturing his lips
once more in an equally savage kiss, he worked his way along the younger man�s
jaw and down his throat, placing small bites till her reached the junction of
neck and shoulder. Rufus found the spot he was looking for then bit down hard
enough to draw blood. The resounding scream of pain accompanied by the
redhead�s thrashing was just so delicious. It wasn�t often he could enjoy such
sport since Tseng always dominated him when they had sex. He loved when he
could dominate over someone else.

The pain is what brought him down from the elixir and
hi-potion induced drunken high. It was like instant sobriety when the searing
sting of Rufus pounding savagely into him merged with the pain of his writs
being twisted and held together as well as being bitten on the shoulder. With
the amount of hi-potion running though his system coupled with that small
amount of elixir, some of soft tissue damage was being healed within moments of
it happening. It was all too much for the already battered psyche of the
redhead.

Rufus was so caught up in it all, he never noticed when
the younger man stopped fighting back and went limp under him. Never noticed
the empty look in those aquamarine eyes that moments before held such emotions.
Only after he reached his peak, empting his seed into the tight passage of the
redhead, and lay panting on top of him, did he notice. As he sat back up he
noticed that Reno had gone soft, but there was no evidence that he had
ejaculated. His body lay there as if he were unconscious or asleep yet his eyes
were still open and unseeing. Letting go of his wrists, Rufus let them fall
wherever as he drew his hand back then backhanded Reno hard.

Reno�s head twisted to the side from the force of the blow
but he didn�t respond. He never made a move or a sound, blood slowly gathering
at the corner of his slightly parted lips and trickling down the side of his
face, his teeth having cut into the interior of his cheek when hit. Mentally
Reno was somewhere or some when else, hidden away from the world.

Rufus stared as minutes ticked by. A scowl replaced his
normally cold and uncaring visage as he roughly withdrew from the tight heat
and stood up. Still no reaction. An annoyed sigh passed his lips as he reached
up, brushing hair out of his face. Turning he stalked off towards his bedroom
and private bath. He would clean up for now and retire to bed. Once Reno woke
up, the younger man would join him in bed, and then he could enjoy himself even
more as the redhead begged forgiveness for annoying him. He fell asleep after a
nice fantasy of how he would take the young man a second time.

~*~

When morning came around, Tseng awakened Rufus. �Your
father has ordered you to return to Junon today, sir.� The Wutain TURK moved
away from the bed and looked around. He had let himself in a little bit earlier
and had started the coffee machine down stairs before coming up to wake Rufus.
He frowned, realizing he had not seen Reno. �Where is Reno?� he asked.

�Hmm?� came the sleep muffled reply as Rufus forced
himself to sit up. He turned, expecting to see Reno curled on his side near the
edge of the bed, as is his wont. �He�s not�.� Trailing off, Rufus grabbed his
robe, putting it on then standing. �Hmph. He probably slept on the sofa last
night,� the blonde grumbled softly as he made his way towards the bathroom to
relive himself.

�The sofa?� Tseng asked as he turned and started towards
the study. He expected to find Reno curled up facing the back of the couch,
still dressed in his uniform. What he found was completely different.

Reno had never moved from his position on the couch. Legs
still spread, arms dropped carelessly at his sides and his head turned at an
angle. The only difference was his eyes were closed.

Tseng pressed his lips together as his dark eyes took in
everything. From the dried blood that marred one cheek to the bruise on the
opposite side, the dark markings around wrists and on hips as well as the spent
seed that had leaked from his passage during the night. The Wutain man took the
time to straighten out limbs once he saw that Reno was still breathing. He was
not pleased at how cool to the touch the usually warm redhead was. Once he sat
down on the edge of the couch, he turned Reno�s head towards him and pried open
an eye. The pupil dilated with the change of light that was good. But his utter
unresponsiveness wasn�t. Looking around again he spotted the empty vial as well
as the empty hi-potion bottle. Frowning, he stood up and stalked silently back
to the bedroom.

Rufus was enjoying the hot shower when the curtain was
yanked open and the water turned to full cold. He yelped angrily and got out as
fast as he could. �What in Hades is your problem Tseng?� he demanded.
Thankfully he�d almost been done.

�How long as Reno been like that?�

�Been like what?� Rufus asked with a frown.

�Unresponsive.�

�What!� Rufus grabbed a towel, wrapped it about his waist
as he strode past the dark haired older man. �Ifrit damn that little shit. And
before you ask again, since last night. We had sex-�

�You mean you fucked him. We have sex together Rufus, we
each Fuck Reno,� Tseng corrected.

Rufus narrowed his eyes but let it go. �Last night,
sometime after I started fucking him but before I came, he was like that. It
was..� he glanced at the wall clock lips turning downwards in a frown. �At
least ten hours ago.� Rufus always slept in on the weekends, no matter where he
was.

�Get. Dressed.� It was a command not a request. �We will
be heading back to the tower. Once there you will board the waiting helicopter
and return to Junon as per your father�s orders. I will take Reno to the labs
to see if the good professor can, if not restore Reno, then at least make him
salvageable. You better hope he can, for I am not taking the blame for loosing
a promising young TURK in such a manner. This is your,� he smiled humorlessly,
�fuckup not mine. I will not hesitate to inform the President of your
involvement either.�

Rufus glared at the older man for several moments before
turning on heel and returning to his bedroom to dress. He knew that if he didn�t
obey, his position as Shinra heir would be in jeopardy not to mention his life
if his father found out he had a preference for his own gender.

Once Rufus was gone, Tseng let out a frustrated sigh and
pinched the bridge of his nose. He would have to keep a closer eye on his
prot�g�e in the future. Obtaining a blanket from one of the closets, he wrapped
Reno up in it so that all could be seen was his feet. No one asked questions
when a Turk showed up, body in tow, and headed towards the labs. Not if they
didn�t want to end up in the same place.

The trip back was a tense silent one.

As ordered, Rufus left by helicopter to return to Junon.
He would not return to Midgar until Sephiroth killed his father and he took
over presidency of Shin-Ra.

Tseng on the other hand had the job of making sure Reno
was �assigned� to Professor Hojo. The only one he had to worry with actually
question the orders was his superior, Veld, Heidigger his boss�s boss, and the
President who really didn�t care.

�You have two weeks to get him up and functioning again
Professor. After that, he no longer exists. Understand?� Tseng asked the
professor.

�But of course,� Hojo said then looked at the young man
now laying on one of the exam tables. �Quite a lovely looking specimen,� he murmured
to himself as Tseng stalked away. �Two weeks is not much time, but I shall make
the best of it.�
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