Hunt

When he woke up he was laying on something soft. Which was unusual since the only people he could think of that would want to kidnap him wouldn’t care about his comfort. And why his kidnapper would tie him up using fur lined cuffs was beyond him. He could feel the air brush his feet and chest, though he could still feel his shirt along his arms so he had not been undressed completely.



He felt a warm weight settle on his hips. “You may as well open your eyes firefly. I know you are awake.” His hands jerked in surprise as he felt a soft tongue follow the rim of his ear. “The fuck yo.” He eyes widened in surprise as he saw who was sitting on top of him. “What the hell, Valentine?” He looked in shock at the half naked man straddling his hips.



A wide grin spread across the other’s lips, showing of pearly wide fangs. “Not quite.” Red glowing eyes showed his amusement. It was then that he noticed the inky black wings that seemed to spread out from the ex-turks back. “Chaos. What the hell would you want with me.” Chaos smirked and ran one smooth hand along the other’s naked chest. Reno’s breathing hitched as he felt the demon’s soft caress.



“I thought that would be obvious by now.” The soft seductive voice tickled his ear. Making his breath hitch again. Nails from one clawed hand scraped down his chest. Raising thin red line to the surface of his skin. A soft tongue followed the marks. “Come on Valentine. Wake up. You don’t want this yo.” Reno’s voice unsteadily pleaded with the dark man sleeping within the demon that was currently on top of him. “Take back control of your body yo.”



Chaos’s hot mouth slowly nibbled his way up his chest, neck and ear before lazily purring his answer. “Is that really what you want Reno. Cause I’m not so sure.” He laughed softly as one hand traced the outline of the redhead’s groin, making him moan softly in reply. “Chaos…” The redhead’s breathing hitched again as Chaos put more pressure on his groin. “You are mine, firefly. Not even Vincent Valentine is going to interfere with that.”



Reno shivered at the possessive tone. His insides were fluttering wildly. “Yours? ‘m a Turk you demonic son of a bitch. If I’m anyone’s property it would be Shinra’s.” He narrowed his eyes and struggled to buck the other off. Chaos narrowed his eyes dangerously and pressed the other back unto the bed. “That’s where you are wrong Firefly. You ARE mine.” He grasped the redhead’s erection, increasing the pressure until the red head gasped and stilled.



“Much better.” Chaos smiled and went back to licking and nipping his way down that broad chest. Leaving a trail of bloodied bites in it’s wake. His other hand slowly started stroking the erection it covered. Arousing the redhead even more.



Reno cursed internally as he felt the sensations wreck his body. The pleasure Chaos was invoking him just on the right side of pain was making it hard to concentrate. “So what… You’re just gonna keep me here. The others will come looking for me, and I sincerely doubt Valentine would enjoy having me here.” The redhead managed to force out the sentence despite his ragged breathing.



Chaos smirked as he slowly undid the buttons on the other’s jeans. Ignoring the redhead's statement he slowly pulled down Reno’s jeans, taking them off completely before straddling the other’s legs. He slowly licked his way towards the erection standing proudly before him before teasingly licking his way up and down the piece of flesh in front of him. He loved to torture the redhead by stopping anytime he looked close to coming and couldn't help but smile as he heard the redhead cursing him.



Gods he needed to come so badly. It was bad enough that the fucking demon had been stalking him for weeks now and was forcing this on him. Now he was torturing him too. He gasped as he felt one wet finger make it's way to his entrance. Slowly teasing him open. He blinked away the tears of need that were slowly trying to escape him. He started cursing louder. Struggling to get out of his bonds so he could beat the crap out of the smug basterd on top of him and get himself off while he was at it.



“Easy Firefly. You’ll get what you need.” The voice above him chuckled. He glared at the other man, chocking back a scream as fingers brushed his prostate. His eyes rolled back as the brush was followed by a sharp jab. “You’ll get what you need. All you have to do is admit it.” Reno whimpered as the fingers that were preparing him started massaging his prostate. Just before he could come a claw closed itself around his cock. Squeezing the base to stop the orgasm that was begging to be released.



“Admit what.” The redhead’s voice was husky with need. Chaos smiled and licked away the precome that was gathering at the tip of his cock. “That you are mine off course.” Reno desperately shook his head. He couldn’t do that. He was a Turk. Turk didn’t do relationships. Especially not the forever kind that Chaos seemed to be implying.



“It’s no use to deny it Firefly. I’ll take care of you Reno. Just give in. Tell me, and I’ll give you what you need.” The redhead shivered as that voice whispered coaxingly into his ear. Gods he wanted to give in. He was tired of being lonely, but…. “Shhh. Just tell me. It will be all right, you’ll see.” Reno nearly sobbed as those hands kept stimulating him. Making him pant with the need that was coursing though his body.



He whimpered again as he felt that hot tongue lick away the desperate tears that he wasn’t even aware of. “Tell me who you belong to Firefly.” The voice was coaxing him again. The hot breath on his neck making him shiver. “You.” His voice was hoarse as he answered in a sob. Chaos smirked as he removed his fingers from Reno’s body. Making him whine in need. Quickly he removed the last of his own clothing and entered the redhead in one sharp thrust.



Reno threw his head back in what would have been a scream if he had, had the breath to scream with. Chaos grabbed the fiery locks and pulled his head back further to expose more of that creamy throat. He snarled as he started a fast pace that had Reno gasping with every thrust. “Mine.”



Reno barely registered the sharp pain in his neck as chaos bit down hard enough for the wounds to scar. The pleasure wreaking his frame was too much to bear as he arched his back and blacked out.



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His pillow was vibrating. Pillows shouldn’t vibrate. Or make noise. He blinked in confusion at the soft purr that filled the room. He didn’t have a cat. He looked up only to be confronted with half lidded red eyes. He was distracted as he felt his blanket shift. On it’s own. He stretched out to touch the weight that was covering him, feeling the leathery surface under his fingers.



He looked back at the smug basterd that was cuddled up to him. He vaguely remembered that he should be pissed at him. His eyes slid closed again as he felt a hand stroking his hair. He’d figure it out in the morning. For now he just cuddled closer into the warmth and fell asleep.