Elegance
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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3
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Part 2
A “Random Final Fantasy 7 Yaoi Pairing Generator” crackfic. Zack x Rufus. This part is R. Back to past tense.
Elegance Part 2
“So, what did you want to show me?” Zack asked, voice impassive.
Rufus studied his face, considering what course to take. It was possible that Zack hadn’t found his message, in which case he could give Zack the file he’d found on lifestream emergence points. He wouldn’t commit himself to a plan with an uncertain outcome, without designing an alternative course of action. However, he also knew that no matter how painstakingly he prepared, any plan hinging on Zack would have an element of risk to it.
“I thought you might like to see this,” Rufus said, holding out a photograph.
Zack took the picture and studied it, while Rufus watched him. He didn’t need to look at the picture to remember what it had felt like to have Cloud Strife tied up beneath him. Zack’s utter lack of response was troubling him. It couldn’t have been some other blonde, blue-eyed boy that Zack was imagining when they kissed? No. Rufus was positive that he’d seen Zack with the cadet, and had judged the situation correctly.
“Aren’t you angry?” Rufus asked, to provoke Zack into giving some reaction.
“Livid,” Zack said, expression flat and empty.
His hand, clenched into the suede of the couch so tightly that Rufus could hear the fabric creaking, confirmed what Zack’s deadpan delivery had failed to convey. Rufus felt a cold rush of fear go through his gut, but suppressed it.
“I have your attention, then?” He prodded.
Rufus could hear the muscles in Zack’s neck protest as the Soldier whipped his face toward Rufus, murder in his eyes.
“You did this for attention?” Zack hissed.
“I don’t like to share, Zack,” Rufus said pointedly, meeting Zack’s glare with his own steely eyes.
“And I don’t like spoiled brats who think they have a right to torture innocent boys for their sick schemes!” Zack snapped.
“He’s the same age as me,” Rufus protested.
“He’s not and you know it,” Zack snarled, his whole body held rigid by the tension in his frame
“So you come to me instead? That isn’t fair,” Rufus said.
The incredulous laugh that escaped Zack sounded wrong, a short high bark.
“What isn’t fair is raping someone because you’re too scared of being shot down to confront me with your little crush.”
“Fuck you! You’re just jealous that I got to him first!”
“I would never touch him unless he wanted it,” Zack snarled, pushing Rufus into the back of the couch, “and he probably never will, now!”
“Don’t be so sure,” Rufus shot back. “He took it like a good little slut.”
Zack dove for him. Rufus yelped sharply as his head hit to floor, hard enough to make his vision go black. Zack took both of his wrists in a crushing grip and jerked them over his head. Rufus bit his lip as he felt the bones grind together.
“I hope you liked what you did to him,” Zack growled, “because I’m gonna do the same to you.”
Elegance Part 2
“So, what did you want to show me?” Zack asked, voice impassive.
Rufus studied his face, considering what course to take. It was possible that Zack hadn’t found his message, in which case he could give Zack the file he’d found on lifestream emergence points. He wouldn’t commit himself to a plan with an uncertain outcome, without designing an alternative course of action. However, he also knew that no matter how painstakingly he prepared, any plan hinging on Zack would have an element of risk to it.
“I thought you might like to see this,” Rufus said, holding out a photograph.
Zack took the picture and studied it, while Rufus watched him. He didn’t need to look at the picture to remember what it had felt like to have Cloud Strife tied up beneath him. Zack’s utter lack of response was troubling him. It couldn’t have been some other blonde, blue-eyed boy that Zack was imagining when they kissed? No. Rufus was positive that he’d seen Zack with the cadet, and had judged the situation correctly.
“Aren’t you angry?” Rufus asked, to provoke Zack into giving some reaction.
“Livid,” Zack said, expression flat and empty.
His hand, clenched into the suede of the couch so tightly that Rufus could hear the fabric creaking, confirmed what Zack’s deadpan delivery had failed to convey. Rufus felt a cold rush of fear go through his gut, but suppressed it.
“I have your attention, then?” He prodded.
Rufus could hear the muscles in Zack’s neck protest as the Soldier whipped his face toward Rufus, murder in his eyes.
“You did this for attention?” Zack hissed.
“I don’t like to share, Zack,” Rufus said pointedly, meeting Zack’s glare with his own steely eyes.
“And I don’t like spoiled brats who think they have a right to torture innocent boys for their sick schemes!” Zack snapped.
“He’s the same age as me,” Rufus protested.
“He’s not and you know it,” Zack snarled, his whole body held rigid by the tension in his frame
“So you come to me instead? That isn’t fair,” Rufus said.
The incredulous laugh that escaped Zack sounded wrong, a short high bark.
“What isn’t fair is raping someone because you’re too scared of being shot down to confront me with your little crush.”
“Fuck you! You’re just jealous that I got to him first!”
“I would never touch him unless he wanted it,” Zack snarled, pushing Rufus into the back of the couch, “and he probably never will, now!”
“Don’t be so sure,” Rufus shot back. “He took it like a good little slut.”
Zack dove for him. Rufus yelped sharply as his head hit to floor, hard enough to make his vision go black. Zack took both of his wrists in a crushing grip and jerked them over his head. Rufus bit his lip as he felt the bones grind together.
“I hope you liked what you did to him,” Zack growled, “because I’m gonna do the same to you.”