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. |
At six, Hojo looked up from his papers. I watched him stretch languorously. “The lab should be empty now,” he said. “Do you want the IUD back or do you want to make other arrangements?”
“I prefer the IUD,” I answered. “It’s usually safe, hormone-free and effortless.”
Hojo nodded. Rising, he held out his hand to me. “Then, let’s free you from slavery to your reproductive organs.” He smiled slyly. “Not that I’d mind making a baby with you. But, I did learn my lesson about experimenting on my own flesh and blood.”
“And, what did you learn?” I asked, taking his assistance. The idea of having Hojo’s kid didn’t entirely frighten me, which gave me cause to worry.
“To not to,” he answered, grinning. “Sephiroth was a handful. Children with super powers are a no-no.”
“I imagine,” I murmured.
“You can’t even begin to know,” he replied. “I miss my son.” His voice fairly dripped sadness.
“I’m sorry, Hojo,” I said to him quietly. “Did you have a good relationship?”
“No. He hated me. As far as I know he didn’t even realize I sired him.” Hojo sighed as he put on a lab coat. “I didn’t tell him; I treated him only like an experiment. I couldn’t afford to show him favoritism or mentor him in a fatherly way; a lot of people watched us. If they’d known I cared, they’d have used him to get to me and me to get to him.”
“So, you made him hate you,” I said, feeling his loss acutely. “That’s terrible. You must have hurt.”
“I deserve everything I get,” Hojo said gruffly. “Believe me, Victoria, I deserve more than I’ll ever get.”
He ushered me into his lab, closing and locking access doors as we walked.
Well. Discussion closed. But, I didn’t blame him. What a gaping wound in the soul, knowing you’d deliberately sabotaged a relationship with your own child. It made me ache for his sake.
In a few minutes Hojo led me into a section of his lab with many tables. “We’re secure,” he said. “President Shinra and all his little Turks couldn’t get through these doors now. So, you can take your clothes off. Do you want a gown?”
I smirked. “What’s the point?”
He smirked back. “Indeed.”
I disrobed while he gathered instruments together. The lab felt very cold and I shivered. He saw and flipped a switch on the floor, kicking on a heater in the ceiling. “My apologies,” he murmured. “I forget about my resistance to cold.”
“I’ll live,” I answered dryly. “I’m more nervous about the procedure. The last time I had this done, it hurt.”
“It doesn’t have to hurt,” Hojo said with a frown. “Who inserted your IUD?”
“Dr. Alchae, in Gongaga Women’s Clinic.”
“Quack.” Hojo rolled his eyes. “And, coming from me, that’s rich.” He pulled a tray of instruments closer to the examination bench and washed his hands in rubbing alcohol, letting them air dry. “The only thing you should feel of any note is a little pinch or two. Do you want me to explain what I do as I go?”
“I’d like that, thank you.” I finished removing my clothes and stood under the blissful heat. Maybe this was a perversion, but I felt a bit stimulated knowing he would have me on a table. The last time I’d been almost completely out of it; this time I’d be awake and aware of what he did.
“To quote Michael, I see that look,” Hojo said, smiling slyly. ‘Does this turn you on, Victoria?”
“Quite honestly, yes. Don’t ask me why.”
“I can hazard a guess, anyway.” Hojo lifted me under my arms and sat me on the table. “You like submission, and this is one area to safely indulge in that.” He pulled stirrups from the end and locked them into place. “Scoot your bottom down here, my dear,” he said softly, looking me in the eyes.
It occurred to me there were probably a lot of people who’d do anything not to be on Hojo’s table. Happily, I didn’t worry about what he might do to me. I trusted him. Easing down, I put my legs out and found the metal stirrups with my heels. I got comfortable and put my back on the table, relaxed.
“Good girl.”
That praise made me shiver. I couldn’t get any more vulnerable than I was right now, unless he strapped me down, and he didn’t have any need to do that. The dirty old woman in my mind urged me to ask him to use restraints, but I kept my mouth shut. Maybe he’d indulge me that way in the future.
“I’m giving you a very mild painkiller via injection,” Hojo said. “Ordinarily I’d instruct a patient to take an anti-inflammatory an hour before the procedure, but I don’t want my favorite pet feeling even the slightest pain.”
“Thank you, sir,” I said, making sure to tag that finisher on there. I really felt kinky right now.
“You’re welcome, pet,” Hojo said, smiling. “Enjoying yourself already?”
“It’s slightly perverted, but yes,” I answered, feeling a blush spreading.
Hojo chuckled. He gave me the shot and I barely felt it. “You’re a delight, Victoria, did you know that? Delightfully twisted, just the slightest bit. I love it.” He started to put on gloves and just stopped. “What am I thinking?” he said aloud. “You’re clean and I’m clean. This is an excellent opportunity.” He threw the glove box down and kicked it away. “My dear, this will be your first pleasurable pelvic exam. Make sure you’re vocal; I have kinks too.”
Oh god.
Hojo’s hand cupped my pussy. “I wonder how you’d look shaved?” he mused. “Have you ever tried it?”
“A few times,” I admitted. “Do you like that look?”
“I like both.” Hojo took a few disposable razors out of a drawer and put them on the tray. He then ran a nearby faucet and washed his hands before running a pan full of steaming water. “And, I’m going to really enjoy this.”
Ohgodohgod.
“You look delicious, lying there spread for me.” Hojo pulled up a stool with his foot and sat right before my opened legs. “Shiva, I love a healthy, fragrant pussy. Yours is unbelievably sweet, my dear.”
I clenched, utterly turned on. He chuckled. Slowly, he wet me with a few handfuls of warm water. The slick soap he lathered on me felt good, allowed his fingers to slide easily. “Now,” he said. “Let’s reveal skin. I want to see you naked here.”
He began.
I’d never had another person shave me. It felt erotic. I lay there, aware of his eyes while his hands carefully scraped my hair off. The smooth movements and his gentle rhythm both lulled and stimulated.
“I have such a hard-on right now,” he announced, laughing a little. “Your sweet little quim is just beautiful. I’ve never seen nicer in all my years, and I’ve seen plenty in and out of the office.”
“You’ve had a lot of women and you still don’t know you’re attractive,” I said, turning it around on him.
“Beautiful women usually discover their bodies are a trade item,” he answered. “I have a lot of power and many would like to share in it; I paid no attention to what they said. I fucked them and bade a polite thank you, leaving it at that.” He took the razor down the crease between my leg and nether-regions very slowly. “I tend to believe you, my dear. You have nothing to lose by being honest.”
“Do I make a good pet, sir?” I asked breathily.
“You’re the sort of pet that leads the owner, Victoria,” Hojo said lowly, breathing on my newly revealed skin. “I should put a diamond collar on my kitty. Would kitty like a labial piercing while her master is already down here?”
“Maybe next time, sir,” I answered, nearly breathless.
“Mmm,” he said, pausing in his work to touch me beside my clit. “A little stud right here would bump your magic button.”
“You have one ready?” I couldn’t believe that.
“I do,” he assured. “I meant to put one in you anyway, eventually.”
I heard something metallic drop into a pan of fluid.
“Yes, sir,” I said. It wouldn’t hurt and I’d probably like it. He was turning me into a very sensual creature.
“Oh, good kitty,” Hojo purred. “I’ll position it perfectly.”
“I never had any doubt you would sir,” I replied. “You have a lot of finesse.”
I squirmed a little as he rinsed me.
“Kitty must want petted,” Hojo said, running a finger around and around my clitoris slowly. “And, she’s so good I really should give her what she wants.”
I gasped as his open mouth came down on me. His tongue and lips on my sensitive, naked skin made me jerk. Sensation came to me stronger without hair in the way. He lipped me before drawing back. “Kitty should be warned; her master loves eating pussy,” he growled.
He covered me again just briefly, teasing. “No need to use lubrication when your own will work just as well and taste so much better,” he commented lowly. “This will relax you, or at least your womb.”
He proceeded to eat me.
I cried out. Oh god. Lips and teeth and tongue, sucking and biting and flicking. He attacked hard and fast, setting a demanding rhythm. His hands slid up my belly, over my ribs and settle upon my breasts. I cried out when he stopped lapping at my engorged clit.
“You need a breast exam, too,” he said, his breath hot on my throbbing flesh. “It’s part of a routine annual, is it not?”
I thought I would burn. With gentle pressure he pushed and kneaded my breasts. I groaned as he lightly pinched my nipples, writhing against his arms.
“Kitty needs restraints,” Hojo said, getting up.
His announcement caused me to flood. The sight of his erection pushing at his pants made me ache inside.
“No harsh canvas for my kitty,” he said, pulling a set of straps from under the table. “Only leather for Hojo’s pet.” He met my eyes and kept them while strapping me down. Black and hot, those eyes threatened to ignite any skin they touched. He lifted my breasts to slide a wide strip of leather underneath, toying with each nipple afterwards and making me fight the leather.
Chuckling, he returned to his stool with me completely restrained. “Now, where was I?” he asked, his voice low and rather melodic. “Oh, yes,” he said sliding close to me again. “I was eating the best pussy I’ve ever had.”
Once more Hojo assailed my cunt, setting up an irresistible tempo. Tweaking my nipples, he mimicked a sucking mouth for each. I thought I would die.
The orgasm took me by complete surprise, tearing through my fluttering womb like a hurricane. Screaming, I fought the restraints with all my might, thinking I would shake apart.
“Mmm,” Hojo murmured. “Is that enough lubrication?” I cried out as he inserted two fingers in me. He slid in easily but I clamped down on him. Laughing softly, he pumped me with gentle, unhurried care. “This is the bimanual exam, kitty,” he told me. “This is how I check the size, position and mobility of your uterus.” His other hand pressed on my abdomen. “The pelvic organs are easily checked this way. Do you feel any tenderness?”
“No, sir,” I answered, my voice barely audible.
“Good.” Hojo pushed his thumb out and mashed my clit as he pumped harder, faster. I came again, quick as lightning. This time I lost my breath and sight for a few, amazing seconds. My shouts and sobs made him growl.
Hojo slid out of me. “All right, good kitty,” he said. “Here comes the speculum, are you ready?”
I nodded.
Hojo slid the thing in and spread it fairly wide, but slowly. “Now I’m going to apply an antiseptic solution to both of us. “It’s warm, don’t fret.”
Utterly limp, I wasn’t a bit tense as he flushed me with the body-temperature fluid. I couldn’t have cared if Rufus Shinra had strolled in.
“Good,” he praised. “You’re very relaxed, which makes this easier for you and me both.” He rubbed his hands together briskly and I heard the sound of fluid moving between his palms. “This is five percent Lidocaine gel. It will make certain you don’t feel any discomfort in your cervical canal.”
He applied the stuff very gently. It felt odd yet not unpleasant. Hojo picked up a scary looking device that resembled a pair of tweezers with scissor handles. “Don’t be afraid” he said soothing. “The ends are shaped like this to prevent scraping you. What I’m going to do is insert it very slowly and use it to stabilize your cervix. A womb is usually very mobile and this will help hold it gently in place. I’ll pull on it to get it steady, and insert this.” He held up a slender, flexible-looking device. “I’ll use this to measure your uterus. I’ve been in here once before, though, and I’m sure I remember your size.” He leaned up a moment to wink at me. “Very petite and ladylike, just like the rest of you, pet.”
I blushed.
The procedure became a curious absence of most sensation. Still relaxed, I stared up at the ceiling. I felt a tugging sensation, then a strange but also familiar invasion. I remembered how clumsy Dr. Alchae had been with me and felt a flare of anger. Granted, I wouldn’t have wanted the old curmudgeon to give me a relaxing orgasm beforehand. The very idea made me nauseated.
“All right, my dear,” Hojo announced. “We’re nearly finished. I’m going to put the IUD in you now.”
Another gentle invasion, some pressure, and Hojo pulled back. “Good girl. It’s in and stable. I cut the strings short; I’m more than happy to examine you any time you want.” He took all devices from me and washed me a little, very carefully.
“Thank you, sir,” I said.
“My pleasure,” he murmured. “But, I’m not done with you yet.”
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