Enemy's Caress

Don't own characters...yada, yada, yada...

Umm...Supposedly, this fic is being bashed. I don't know what's being said, but this is my first fic, as previously stated. I like to try everything once, but apparently fanfiction just isn't my thing.

I was in the middle of this chapter and thought that I would go ahead and post it. Thank you to the people who commented and if you didn't like it then I'm sorry.

Anyway...

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Cloud was suddenly thrust into consciousness as the loud yell of, “Mornin’ Boss,” rang through the room followed by a, “Shh.”

Cloud pulled the sheet over his head as he tried to hide his indecent appearance from the intruder. Which merely attracted their attention.

“Oh, somebody got lucky last night.”

“What is it that you want, Reno?”

As Rufus said the name, it struck Cloud as familiar. Wasn’t that the name of the Turk who chased him and Aerith and blew up Sector 7?

“Take it easy, Sir…I got some good news.” Cloud heard as the Redhead answered. His hair was red, wasn’t it? Or was this the bald guy?

“And that would be…”

“I got a hot tip that the Ancient and her gang were headed out toward Gongaga. I thought that I’d tell ya before Rude and I headed on over to check it out.”

As the words left the Turk’s mouth, Cloud was relieved to obtain a little information. He could just imagine the angry mood that Rufus was in after the Turk had allowed Cloud to hear such important details of the Ancient’s whereabouts.

“That is good news.” If there was any anger though, it wasn’t detectable in his speech.

“Yeah, but they’re about four days away so it’ll take some waiting on our part.”

“Well then, by all means.”

“Right then. See ya, Boss…Oh, and uh…sorry if I interrupted anything.” Cloud could hear the chuckle under the man’s breath as he exited the room.

As the door shut, Cloud heard Rufus rise from the couch and walk over to the bed before sitting on the edge.

“Did we wake you my poor, sleepy pet?”

Cloud rolled on his other side away from the President.

“I know what you need to wake you up…” As he said this, he leaned down and ran his fingers through the younger man’s hair as he whispered into his ear, “a nice hot shower.”

Cloud ignored the older man and pretended as though he were trying to go back to sleep.

“You’re so cold, Cloud. And after I unfastened your chains from the bed and untied your feet.”

When the words left the man’s mouth Cloud noticed that what he said was true. He hadn’t realized the mobility that he possessed since he had awoken. However, the handcuffs were still attached to his wrist. Oh, well, it was better than nothing, and actually, a nice shower did sound like it would hit the spot, if for no other reason than to remove the feel of the President from his body.

Cloud rose to a sitting position and scooted away from Rufus and off the bed. He tied a sheet around his waist before realizing that he wasn’t exactly sure if the room he had seen before was the bath.

“It’s the one next to the entrance.”

Cloud entered the other room and began to look at the door leading out.

“Just so you know that door’s locked.” Cloud jumped when Rufus’s voice went off right behind him. “I have the key right here.” As he said this, the older man pulled out a key that was hanging around his neck concealed by the robe he was wearing.

“You just won’t warm up to me, will you, Cloud?” Rufus caught Cloud around the waist and placed kisses along the younger man’s neck.

Cloud quickly tore away and practically ran into the bathroom, only stopping when the door was locked. He then took notice in the extravagant washroom.

It was separated by a door, no doubt leading to the toilet for this room only held the shower and a considerably generous size tub. The lighting in the room was a soft somber sort that quickly made Cloud feel at ease and relaxed.

He removed the sheet and grabbed a towel from the shelf. There were unfortunately no clothes in sight to change into afterwards, but he would worry about that later. He reached in the shower and turned the water on before stepping inside.

It was as the water pounded on his chest that he looked down and noticed all the scratches and flakes of blood the whip had caused without him even realizing.

He turned all the cold water off and it became so hot that he could barely stand it. He used this element combined with the fierce scrubbing he was doing to attempt to make himself feel unspoiled once more. However, it didn’t really work; he began to feel he would never be clean again.

“You like it hot, don’t you?”

The sound rang through Cloud’s ears like a death sentence. How did he not notice him when he opened the shower door, or even entered the room for that matter?

“I thought that you might like a change of clothes for when you got out.”

“How did you get in here?” Now that Cloud was fully alert, he could hear as the door of the shower closed behind him, the man now fully inside. Cloud continued to face the wall though and ignore the his presence.

“My dear pet, do you think that I can’t get into my own bathroom?” Rufus then reached his arm around Cloud and placed his hand on the faucet. “Let me turn the cold on a bit. I can’t stand hot showers.”

As he turned the handle, warm water started to run down Cloud’s skin and soothe his raw flesh. When the President’s hand began to recede, he grabbed a hold of Cloud’s waist and pulled him close.

Cloud struggled against the hold and pulled at the arm, but Rufus caught his chain with his other hand and pinned his arms above his head against the wall.

As Cloud fought against the hold, he felt Rufus run his tongue along his neck taking in the water drops that gathered.

“You know,” the President whispered above the roaring showerhead, “water doesn’t make for a good lubricant and I really want to stay halfway on your good side so how about we try something different.”

Rufus then turned Cloud around so that he was facing him and, after finally getting the younger man’s head to stop avoiding his, began to place hot kisses on his lips. Every time Cloud tried to pull away Rufus would bite down harshly and pull him back.

After some time of this Cloud began to see that no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t win against Rufus by strength; the older man seemed to have that advantage over him. He realized that he would have to outwit him to escape, and this required some acting on his part.

In an amazing act that took Rufus by complete surprise Cloud attacked the older man with a powerful kiss and as the President stood astonished with the younger man thrusting his tongue inside and stroking it along his own, he released Cloud’s chains.

Cloud then ran his hands along Rufus’s sides tenderly before going down too low and the chains not allowing his arms to separate any farther.

“Master,” that ought to get his attention, “these chains are so troublesome…could you remove them?”

Okay, so that plan was probably never going to work. Even though he had said it in the most innocent, pleading voice he could muster, he could see the evil look in Rufus’s eyes telling him that he hadn’t fallen for a second of that expeditious performance.

“No.”

“Well, why not? It’s not like I can go anywhere.” Cloud turned away from the older man almost succeeding in fooling himself that Rufus cared if he was upset or not.

He wasn’t able to pout for long though as Rufus pushed him against the wall and commenced in a long, lengthy kiss.

Cloud realized that if he was to gain any amount of trust from the President that he had to continue with his deception of turning over a new leaf. He ran his fingers through the wet hair of the other older man and passionately joined in the kiss.

It was at this time that he started to notice the wonderful sensations of his lower body as Rufus began to rock back and forth rubbing their two lengths together. Cloud was a little surprised and confused as to when he had actually gotten an erection, but pushed the thought from his mind.

As they broke apart for air, Rufus began to attack his neck leaving lustful bite marks. Cloud threw his head back and warm water trickled down his face as he began to sway with the President to increase the shameful friction.

Cloud’s hands traveled all over Rufus as he tried to find some way to steady and support himself as the sensation began to make him lose feeling in his legs. The two continued the process until Cloud came, the exhaustion hit him instantly and he almost collapsed in the shower.

However, in an attempt to continue his sudden love affair, he held himself up by holding onto Rufus’s hip while his other hand began to stroke the President to completion.

Rufus came over Cloud’s hand and the two eased down and rested against the shower wall as the water poured over their hot bodies and Cloud nestled on Rufus’s chest.

They sat panting for some time before the water began to lose its warmth and they quickly turned the faucet off. As Cloud stepped tiredly out of the shower and grabbed his towel, he turned around just in time to meet Rufus’s abrupt embrace leading to another long string of shameless kisses.

By the time Cloud noticed they were moving, the two were already out of the bathroom and coming near to bumping almost every obstacle on the way to the bed. Instead of submitting to Rufus, Cloud thought up an even better idea that the President would equally like and he wouldn’t have to go through that stupid pain again.

When they reached the bed, he quickly turned them so that Rufus hit first and ended up underneath Cloud. As the President lay stunned staring up at him, Cloud leaned down and tried his best to replicate previous actions the older man had performed on him.

He started by kissing his lips moving to nibble on his earlobe and biting affectionately at his neck. As he lifted his head to move downward, he saw Rufus’s pleasure filled face and suddenly realized the length that he was going to for a small chance at freedom. He shrugged off the thought and took a nipple into his mouth as he rubbed the other.

“Uhn…that’s good…yes…you’re a natural…”

Cloud felt so filthy getting praise from this man for doing such acts, and still the worst was yet to come.

After several more minutes of flicking his tongue over the sensitive mound, he began to move further down placing chaste kisses until reaching his unfortunate destination.

He felt Rufus’s eyes on him almost as if trying to watch the moment he backed down.

“Honestly, you can cease your little charade now, my pet. We both know that you won’t do it.”

And simply because Cloud wanted nothing more than to prove the man wrong, he took the tip of the President into his mouth.

There was precum drizzling into Cloud’s mouth that he had the misfortune to taste. It had a horrid, salty flavor and he didn’t see why people willingly did this.

As he tried to relax his jaw to keep from gagging himself, Rufus bucked up causing Cloud to choke and he hastily dropped the organ to cough the feeling down.

“What the hell did you do that for?”

“I couldn’t help myself, precious. You’re just so warm, and I must say that you were doing a breathtaking job. Are you sure you’re an amateur?”

Cloud turned a deep shade of red and found new reason to kill the President. He decided that he would rather torture the older man a bit, much like what had been done to him.

He started once more, this time at the base, slowly licking his way up in a zigzag pattern. He could feel Rufus writhing under him and as he reached the tip, the older man tried to force himself back into the mouth. This time Cloud grabbed on tight to both sides of his hips and forcefully pushed him back down into the sheets.

He then moved down slowly, dragging his tongue along the bottom in circular motions, before leisurely bringing himself back up, delicately running his teeth along the sides.

He felt Rufus trying to break free of his hold before releasing the pillows he had been clutching to for support and entwining them in his hair.

A moment later and Cloud felt the gagging sensation again as Rufus tried to push him down further onto his length. Cloud released his hips and swatted away at the hands that reluctantly released their grip.

Just to be particularly vengeful, Cloud released the older man altogether and watched the desperate look on Rufus’s face before running the tips of his fingernails agonizingly gentle along the sides.

“Cloud…stop…”

Cloud reveled at the sound of that.

“Say please.” Cloud said this in the most mock innocent voice he could muster.

“I think you forget your place, my pet. The master does not beg of the servant. He orders. Now…finish what you started.”

“Or else what?” As Cloud said this, he realized what a stupid remark it was, seeing as how the older man had at least a hundred troops on call at any time that would gladly make sure that Cloud was never heard from again.

“Finish…or else I won’t remove your chains.”

Cloud was a little shocked by the statement but quickly regained his composure.

“As you say…Master…” He added the last part in for extra assurance.

Cloud once more took his place at his master’s length and began his routine anew. The next few moments were a humiliating blur for him though. As Rufus came with almost no warning, Cloud found himself unable to swallow it all so suddenly and ended up choking on Rufus’s seed and sputtering most of it on the older man’s stomach as his laughter roared through the room.

“I take back what I said. You are definitely an amateur at this and irresistibly adorable.” Rufus continued his laughter before Cloud tried something, if for no other reason than to get his attention and shut him up.

The President’s amusement came to an abrupt end as he looked down to see the younger man licking up the mess he had made, the mere sight alone enough to turn him on.

By the time he was about halfway done taking in the salty liquid, Rufus stopped him, much to Cloud’s contentment.

“That will do, my pet. Now you can have your reward.”

Cloud’s eyes lit up as he swallowed down the rest of the creamy essence on his tongue.

Rufus reached over to the bedside table taking the key he had around his neck and unlocking the top drawer.

“I thought you said that key went to the door.”

“This key works on everything in my room, precious. Thus how I got into the bathroom.”

Cloud was a little upset about the idea that there was really no other way to seclude himself than a barricade, but still utterly overjoyed as Rufus held up a small silver key.

Cloud held his hands out to the older man and Rufus began to place the key into one of the holes.

“Now then, you know that if you don’t play like a good little boy…Master’s going to lock you up again.” Rufus said this in the tone of voice one would take with a child, thoroughly succeeding in ticking Cloud off.

“Yeah, yeah. Just take them off”

Rufus complied to the demand and Cloud immediately began to massage his wrist. He began to feel a sharp pain though and upon inspection saw where the cuffs had rubbed the skin raw causing bloody scratches surrounded by bruises.

Cloud shuffled on the bed to turn away from the President as he rubbed at the wounds.

“Don’t be mad, precious”

“You didn’t have to be so rough.”

Cloud gasped as he felt Rufus’s breath on his neck.

“I know. I’m sorry, baby…” Cloud started to wonder if Rufus would ever run out of ridiculous pet names to call him. “How about some breakfast?” Rufus said this and wrapped his arms around Cloud while nuzzling his neck.

“After that last meal you gave me…thanks but I’ll pass.” Cloud pulled away and wrapped himself in another sheet before leaving the bed entirely to sit on the couch.

“If you keep stealing away my sheets, I’ll have nothing left on my bed.” Cloud chose to ignore the remark for sheer fact that he was not going to walk around naked.

He then heard Rufus pick up the phone and order some food anyway.

“I said I didn’t want any,” He yelled from the other room.

A moment later and Rufus was next to him, seating himself down.

“I know, but you need to keep your strength up.” Before Cloud could offer any resistance Rufus climbed into his lap and commenced with attacking his lips in passionate kisses. “Besides…did you ever think of me? Maybe I’m hungry.”

“Stop it. I’m not in the mood.” Cloud tried to push the older man off, but he firmly planted himself down and pinned Cloud’s sensitive wrists above his head with one hand while the other one caressed his chest and his mouth laid kisses upon his neck.

“No, if it were up to you then we’d never have sex.”

“Why call it sex at all Rufus? Why not just call it rape and be done with it?” Cloud’s voice was yelling at the President as his body thrashed violently to knock him off.

As Rufus raised his fist to punch him, they heard a knock on the door. The President lowered his hand and climbed off Cloud.

“Just a minute,” he yelled at the door. “That was way too fast.”

He dashed into the bathroom to recover his robe before unlocking the door. Cloud watched as a young girl wheeled in a tray next to the table before walking back over to the door and stopping midway to take a look at him.

Cloud blushed furiously realizing that he was in a sheet in the President’s bedroom as he wore a robe. Anyone with half a brain could figure out what they had been doing.

“That’s enough,” Rufus said as he opened the door. “And if you value your position I suggest you keep it to yourself.”

The woman left and Rufus locked the door behind her before sitting down at the table.

“Come on, Cloud. I don’t care what you say. I know you’re hungry.”

Rufus took the lid off some of the dishes as Cloud reluctantly joined him.

“What do you care so much for? I mean, it’s not like all of those guards don’t know what’s going on,” Cloud said as he pulled out a seat.

“That’s true. However, men don’t gossip, and I know that they’ll be perfectly content about not sharing the love life of their boss on break time.”

Rufus placed two plates on the table and gave them both helpings of the food. However, as hungry as Cloud was from barely eating the day before, he made no move to pick up a fork.

“Come now, Cloud. You need to eat.”

“You eat first.”

“Still as untrusting as ever, huh? Okay, watch. I’ll take a bite of everything.” Rufus did as he said and after Cloud was guaranteed a safe meal, he commenced in eating.

Cloud managed to eat three plates of food, only stopping because they ran out.

“If I had known you were so hungry I would have ordered more,” Rufus said as he propped his chin in the palm of his hand and watched Cloud contently finish off the rest of his plate.

Rufus rose to his feet before walking behind Cloud and catching him in an embrace.

“It seems that I have to take another shower. My stomach appears to be considerably sticky.”

“Shut up. Go take your shower and leave me the heck alone,” Cloud said, as he pulled free of the older man’s grasp and walked away.

“Don’t be so upset, baby. You can join me if you want.”

“Like hell I do. I think I’ll try taking a nap. I mean, it’s not like there’s anything better to do.”

As much as Cloud would have liked to rest, he couldn’t slip into an unconscious state. The thought of Rufus waking him up with one-sided kisses and any repeats of previous performances warded off all chances at sleep.

Eventually, he heard Rufus to the left of the bed and began to prepare himself for a fight. However, as he opened his eyes he saw that the older man was fully clothed in one of his suits.

“Where are you going?”

“Well, my dear, as unfortunate as it is…it would seem as if I am now President of this fine company, as you may be aware. And regrettably I can only avoid my responsibilities for so long.”

Rufus sat down on the bed and kissed Cloud on the cheek.

“You’re welcome to raid my closet if you want to get dressed.” Cloud noticed the emphasis on the word ‘if’ and imagined that if he didn’t that visions of himself naked would be in Rufus’s mind all day.

That thought in mind, Cloud hopped up and walked towards what was undoubtedly the closet before saying a quick, “Thanks,” as he went in search of clothing.

He skipped all of the suits before finding a small collection of casual clothes he felt that Rufus never wore. He shed the sheet he was still wearing and changed into a pair of black pants and a button up white shirt. They were about a size too big, but at least he wasn’t naked anymore.

He exited the closet and saw no sign of Rufus before the older man sprang from behind closet door, catching Cloud around the middle and placing a kiss on the younger man when he turned his head to speak.

“Stop doing that,” Cloud said as he pulled away from the other older man’s mouth.

“Stop what?”

“Stop coming up behind me. It’s really annoying.”

“I can’t help it. If I didn’t surprise you then you’d evade me.” Cloud couldn’t really argue with him, he had a point. “Besides, I couldn’t help myself. You just look so charming in those clothes.”

“Yeah, well they’re a bit big. Do you think that you could get me some more while you’re out?”

“Sure thing, my pet.” Rufus then released Cloud and began to walk away. “If you get hungry, just order some room service. Though the way you eat, the entire company will be out of food soon.”

Cloud stuck his tongue out at Rufus before realizing how terribly immature it was. He was going to run up a big bill for that last remark though.

Rufus ran up to Cloud and placed a quick kiss on his forehead.

“You’re just too cute for your own good.” Rufus walked back over to the door before adding in a, “Goodbye.”

He stood there for a minute as if waiting for Cloud to reciprocate the word but after a moment of silence decided to go ahead and just leave.

As the door closed, Cloud felt a little bad for not saying goodbye, but then he came to his senses and got over it.

With the threat gone for the time being, Cloud walked over to bed and lay down. Drowsiness swiftly overtaking his body and sending him into a deep sleep.

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Don't feel like writing on this anymore...Just posted this for the nice people that commented. I didn't really like the direction that it was going in my head after this anyway...a little to emo.

Oh well, thank you for reading...maybe I'll try fanfiction again someday...