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To Breed an Army	By : Vidori Category: Final Fantasy VII > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1327 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author notes: This chapter took me a couple days to write. I kept rushing the first part to eagerly get to the last part. But now I am completely satisfied and I hope you are, too. YAOI is contained in this chapter. If you don't like, then please don't read. Enjoy and rate/review if you'd like!
WARNINGS: Rape/NonCon, Yaoi
Chapter Four
If I smile and don�t believe, soon I�ll know I�ll wake from this dream. - Evanescence �Hello�

Rude left the Shinra establishment early the next morning, giving himself a good four hours before the meeting had been set to start. He knew Reno was still burrowed under covers in either his bed or even Elena�s if he�d been lucky, most likely with one leg slung over the edge and drool pooling against the mattress. If the redhead had made it to their female coworker�s bed, then he wondered how long Elena would put up with that. She may care for him, but she was hardly tolerant of Reno�s antics, asleep or otherwise.

Rude smirked to himself as he navigated the quiet streets of lower Midgar. There weren�t many people milling about this early and the ones who were knew enough to avoid the trademark dark suit. He didn�t think he�d have a problem without the suit, though. If you ignored people, then they usually ignored you right back. Well, unless it was a Slum-rat or a ganger. They might try lifting a wallet or two from someone unsuspecting, but that was usually in bigger crowds like Wall Market where it was easier to get lost among others.

He turned the corner and lengthened his strides as Ne�Sa�s building came into view. The first easing of night�s grip was brightening with the fingers of dawn as he went through the flimsy chain link posing as a gate to the apartments. A few more steps and he was inside, jogging up the stairs to the third floor. He emerged on to the landing and stopped, hand lingering on the broken guide rail. Something was off. He could feel it in air that was as suffocating as smoke. His other hand tightened to a fist and he moved slowly to Ne�Sa�s door. Light seeped from beneath the crack between the door and the floor and he tested the doorknob to find it locked and he reached further up to knock lightly with a gloved knuckle.

�Ne�Sa,� Rude�s voice was low, but firm as he called out to her through the thin wood. He waited for a moment with no response and knocked again, louder that time. The suffocating feeling was deepening, coiling in the pit of his stomach and he pounded on the door. �Ne�Sa, open the door!�

A few breaths later and he heard a muted noise, something scraping on the floor on the other side of the door, but it stopped almost as quickly as it started. Rude tested the knob one more time and then braced his shoulder against the door. He firmed his stance and then wrenched the door open, snapping the locking mechanism with the force. He had braced himself for full swing of the door, but its path was impeded by something on the other side.

Rude swore under his breath as he slipped past the door and dropped to a knee where Ne�Sa lay as if she�d crumpled there as soon as she got inside. He carefully moved her onto her back and frowned as he checked her pulse, deciding that that was exactly what had happened.

�Shit,� he let out the word on a relieved breath as he found the faint beating of her heart. He slid his hand beneath her neck and his other arm under her knees to slowly pick her up as he stood. Her head fell back against his bicep, long red hair spilling over to hang towards the floor. The motion, as easy as he could make it, made her groan and brown eyes blinked wearily up at him as he walked carefully to her bedroom in the dingy, two-room apartment.

�R-rude?�
He tensed, heart jumping slightly, as his name in her raspy voice washed over him.

So, she does remember� He had paused for only a moment before he took it in stride and put her down on the bed. He straightened, looking over her face as she attempted to blink away her bleariness. He pulled his usual chair closer to the bed and ran a hand over his head.

�What� What happened?� Ne�Sa asked and tried to sit up, but only succeeded in falling back to her side. So she stayed there, lifting a hand to press against her temple. Only then did they both realize she was shivering. Rude sighed heavily and raised up, leaning over her to grab the blanket. She was watching him as he settled the covers up to her shoulder and sat back down. He couldn�t place the emotion in her eyes and so he looked down, swallowing as he stared at his hands.

�I found you,� he answered after a moment. �on the floor. I should not have left. How are you feeling?�

�Not any worse than I usually do coming from Hojo.� She pulled the blanket up to her chin as she shivered again. Her voice was gaining clarity as her strength began to return. �Except��

�Except what?� Rude frowned and reached up to adjust his tie. The suffocating feeling hadn�t let up yet and it was starting to become uncomfortable.

�The tingling feeling from the Mako� I still have it�� She closed her eyes briefly. �Usually it�s gone by now. It kind of feels more intense than usual, too. I� I think that�s what knocked me out. I honestly hadn�t been feeling that badly before you left.�

Rude was frowning again, hands hanging between his knees. Figures something would change as soon as that bastard�s gone.

�What�s wrong, Turk?� Rude sighed at her question, but didn�t say anything about the reversion to his job title.

�Hojo�s dead,� he said without preamble. He watched her face, eyes searching for her reaction. She didn�t blink for a long time and after an even longer time, she let out a harsh exhalation.

�What?�

�The explosion was his lab. The whole building collapsed. They pulled his body out before I got there. Hojo�s dead. You�re free, Ne�Sa.�

Ne�Sa had closed her eyes, but at those words she looked up at the Turk before her and smiled grimly.

�Freedom? What does that mean for a monster?� Her tone was saturated with disgust and tinged with disbelief. Hojo couldn�t be dead. After he�d stolen everything from her and now� Now, she couldn�t even begin to think she�d ever get revenge. �Freedom?� She scoffed and Rude fisted his hands. �Freedom is only a figment of my imagination after what he put me through!�

�You�re not a monster,� he contradicted her lowly. �We don�t even know what he did.� He winced as she laughed, a humorless and short sound that left an echo in the sparsely furnished room.

�Does it matter?� She asked. �Whatever Hojo does to anyone makes them monsters. Look at the SOLDIERs, especially your General. He�s� unnatural.�

Rude didn�t respond to that. He just looked back at his hands and laced his fingers together so he would stop clenching and unclenching. It was quiet for a few moments before Ne�Sa�s hand appeared in his line of vision as she laid it over both of his. He glanced up at her and she wished that he would just take the damn glasses off for once.

�So what happens now?� She wondered softly.

�You get your life back and nobody needs to know. I believe your file went up with Hojo in the fire. I couldn�t find anything to do with you when I looked through what we could save. Hojo said it himself that the three of us were the only ones who knew and I�m sure he planned on trying to take me out when this was done.�

�What do you think he had planned for me?�

Rude shook his head and she rolled to her back to look up at the ceiling.

�Yeah, he never told me, either.�

�Ne�Sa, I will do what I can to make sure you stay safe this time,� he promised as he stood. �I�ll do what I can to make sure they never hurt you again.�

�Who would have thought that a Turk could be a Knight?� She murmured, exhaustion pulling at her senses. Rude�s brow furrowed as he watched her burrow further under the covers. Her breathing already began to even out into sleep and he turned, heading for the front door.

She�s right. I couldn�t help her before. What makes me think I could do any better now? But Rude knew the answer before his thoughts even finished the question. Job or not, he would fight Shinra to the last breath to protect her. He just hoped it didn�t come down to it.
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His head was pounding! Cloud groaned a little with the force of it. The headache was a petty pain that he normally shouldn�t be able to feel being a SOLDIER, but Sleep always managed to get past that resistance of his. He went to press a hand against his temple, but his arm wouldn�t move. It was stuck at an angle a bit higher than his shoulder. The other arm matched it. He was still blindfolded, so he forced himself not to struggle as he tried to cast his other senses about to figure out what in Gaia�s name was going on.

He could hear movement, like footsteps, but it was muffled and so most likely not in the same room. There were no discernible voices yet and he heard no signs of breathing. He was sure he was alone at the moment. He noticed his feet were bare, toes digging into carpet from where the leg restraints kept them at angles, too. He didn�t think he�d been trussed up like that for long since his muscles weren�t protesting the strain as much as they could be.

Cloud tested his restraints as he tried to lick his lips around the cloth gagging his mouth, managing to only wrench his shoulder. He immediately stopped and let out a heavy breath. Damn it� Way to fuck up, Spikey. His inner voice mocked him in a voice that suspiciously sounded like Zack. The First ran a list of possibilities that could be behind his current predicament, but he couldn�t come up with anything solid. He kept coming back to one theory, that the one behind Hojo�s death may also be behind his kidnapping, too.

A door opened somewhere to the side and a presence filled the room, effectively ending Cloud�s thoughts as he tried to hear anything that might give the person away. Another set of footsteps entered and the door was shut with a soft snick of the lock. Two? Again? The same from before?

Whoever they were, they weren�t talking. Possibly knowing that Cloud might have been able to discover their identities that way. He turned his head towards their footsteps and muffled some curses at them. It wasn�t as satisfying as it could have been if he�d been able to yell, but he was sure they got the message.

A gloved hand twisted its fingers in Cloud�s blond spikes, forcing his head back with a painful, cloth-dampened yelp. It embarrassed the First to have shown the weakness and even more as he felt his cheeks heat with it. His heart began to match the pounding of the headache that was momentarily forgotten and he arched his neck further to lessen the grip on his hair.

The assailant�s other hand came up, tugging on the gag to make sure it was secure. Seemingly satisfied, the gag was let go and the hand trailed slowly down the back of Cloud�s neck. The blond stiffened and tried to jerk away, soon stopped by his bindings. He tried to yell, tried to question his attackers� intent. All that came out was muffled grunting and he received no response. Shit, shit, shit. This can�t be happening! What the fuck?! Cloud cursed them again and, in vain, swore swift deaths if they continued this route.

The fingers had paused with Cloud�s movements, but began their trek again, tracing the tense line of the First�s spine. The other hand released his hair and Cloud let his head drop forward. The figure behind him shifted to the side and he felt another set of gloved hands, leather creaking, touch the front of his uniform, pulling the material away from his chest and ripping it off in one clean motion.

Cool air hit him and Cloud fought the icy dread that stole through his limbs as his eyes widened behind the blindfold. He couldn�t wrap his mind around the fact that this was really going to happen and there was nothing he could do about it. He inhaled sharply through his nose as his pants followed the same path to the floor as his shirt, his underclothes joining soon after. He let out a frustrated whimper and refused to acknowledge the tear that streaked out from beneath the blindfold. He didn�t care anymore about being a SOLDIER and needing to keep up appearances. He just wanted this sudden nightmare to end.

A thumb pressed firmly against his cheek, catching the tear before two sets of hands were on him, running over arms and sides to leave chilled skin in their wake. His breath was stuttering now, harshly panting in his newly realized fear. Two fingers slid down his stomach, tracing the abdominal muscles defined there and Cloud twitched, trying to twist away from the sensation he couldn�t help before the whole hand curled around his livening length. He yelled against the gag again, tears streaking freely now.

The original pair of hands had settled on his hips while the assailant in front slowly continued to stroke Cloud�s reluctant flesh. When the First continued to yell in protest, denying the pleasure being forced out of him, the figure behind yanked his head back and removed the gag. Cloud�s furious tones echoed loudly around the room until his pleas were silenced by a harsh mouth in a punishing kiss. His lips split against his teeth and the metallic smell of blood with a tinge of Mako pervaded the room. A tongue swiped along the seam of his mouth, tasting Cloud�s life force.

Cloud let out an involuntary groan as the hand around his unwanted erection teased the damp tip before spreading the pearly drops along his length in firm strokes. His mouth parted with the sound, allowing the other�s tongue to thrust in violently, stealing the blond�s taste for itself. He attempted to bite down on it, but the assailant moved his mouth out of harm�s way and backed up. Cloud reflexively licked his lips and his head jerked back up in surprise just as the sound of clothing rustled and hit the floor.

The hand around his erection never let up and he groaned instead of speaking the words that flew to the tip of his tongue when he opened his mouth. Heat radiated against his back as the attacker pressed himself close and two leather-encased fingers slipped down to press against Cloud�s entrance. The First trembled against his bindings and suddenly, another two gloved fingers pressed against his mouth brutally to gain entrance.

Cloud instantly bit down as hard as he could on the digits and was thankful that he had as the fingers at his backside thrust inside without further warning. His teeth clamped down harder in response as his neck worked with the muted screams trapped inside his throat. He dimly felt the figure before him shift downward as the fingers thrust and stretched and twisted, each abrupt movement causing Cloud�s body to twitch with pain. Almost soothingly, moist heat closed around the head of his cock and he arched instinctively towards the warmth.

He�d forgotten the fingers in his mouth until the thumb of that hand started absently rubbing circles against his jaw line, but he couldn�t unlock his jaw, couldn�t let go of the only thing keeping him from screaming himself hoarse at the violations. His next groan from the mouth on his erection tore at his throat as the fingers inside of him brushed against the bundle of tissues just inside. They circled the gland, rubbing briefly before they retreated completely and left Cloud panting as a tongue traced the vein on the underside of his length.

A hand pressed against the front of his thigh to hold him steady as the person behind him pressed a hand to his spine. His chains must have been loosened while he was distracted, he realized as his body bent forward with the pressure. The thumb at his jaw tapped, almost in warning, and Cloud re-doubled the force of his teeth, tongue tasting the gritty leather covering the fingers as the blunt head of the assailant�s cock pressed against his entrance. His eyes were squeezed shut behind the blindfold, damp with sweat and tears and the mouth around his own length drew back to swirl a tongue around the tip, dipping in the slit and then slid back down the shaft, swallowing around him as the erection behind him thrust in to the hilt on the first go.

Even with the pleasurable distraction at the front, Cloud nearly lost it with the savage entry. His legs buckled, but strong arms wrapped around his waist from behind, pulling the First�s back flush against a slick chest. The chains rattled, echoing in the room and in Cloud�s ears. The sound mingled with his rasping breaths, hissing out around the fingers still firmly embedded between his teeth. The kneeling assailant followed the movement easily, never ceasing his teasing, licking strokes and soft, careful grazing of his teeth.

Cloud�s head fell back against the man�s shoulder and now he could hear the other�s own uneven breaths at his ear. His throat worked, swallowing spit and moans as the man�s hips snapped forward and didn�t stop. The pace was fast, rough and the mouth on his cock strove to keep up and then Cloud felt it. The coiling heat in the pit of his stomach, spiraling outward through his system as the fire danced along his nerve endings. The man behind him paused as he felt the change in the blond�s body, shifted and angled his next thrust.

White-hot pleasure exploded in a myriad of lights in Cloud�s vision, his muscles pulling taut as his prostate was struck again and his release pitched him over the edge, robbing him of his breath as he emptied himself into the other man�s mouth. The orgasm shattered his bones and he went limp against his restraints, leaning heavily on his attacker. He was barely aware of the few more thrusts of the hips at his backside before the man behind him found his own release in the shuddering First.

He felt the man�s forehead press against his sweat-soaked hair, but he couldn�t find it in himself to care as the warmth of the other man in front disappeared. The light beyond the blindfold dimmed considerably as he heard the light switch click down. The thumb tapped once against his jaw before it started massaging again. The other man had come back and was already releasing the chains around Cloud�s wrists.

�You have to let go sometime,� the man�s sated voice murmured in his ear and Cloud�s mouth popped open, jaw cracking after having been tensed for so long. There was a soft rumble of a laugh that vibrated through the man�s chest along Cloud�s spine as the gloved fingers disappeared. The First worked his jaw to get the kinks out as he was lifted slightly to have the chains around his ankles removed.

�Brace for the light,� he was warned and Cloud squeezed his eyes shut again as the blindfold was removed. After a moment, he dared to peek and his bleary gaze took in the soft lighting of the room around him. He blinked to bring his sight into focus and reached out to the man before him.

Zack grasped Cloud�s hand with a grin, pulling him from Sephiroth�s arms and into his own for a deep kiss. Sephiroth smirked and stretched before turning away to relocate the bindings to a corner of the room. When he faced his lovers again, Cloud had his head pressed to Zack�s chest as he watched the General move about the room. Zack looked up at Sephiroth�s gaze and gestured vaguely to himself.

�It�ll wear off any time now, Fair. Be patient,� Sephiroth waved at him as Cloud turned his gaze up to the dark-haired SOLDIER questioningly. �We decided to Silence him. He would have given the game away too early.�

�You scared the shit out of me,� Cloud finally spoke, voice rough with what he�d gone through. He was frowning and Sephiroth merely arched a brow as Zack tensed behind him. The First couldn�t hold on to it for long before he grinned. �And it was fucking great.�

Zack laughed silently and helped Cloud to the bed. They both sat while Sephiroth stood, arms crossed over his still-bare chest. Cloud hummed in approval and Zack managed to echo the sentiment. He cleared his throat a few times.

�It was Seph�s idea,� the Lieutenant finally spoke. �Said after today, you needed a little fun time and we cooked this up. Figured it was fitting, but sorry about the guys who grabbed you. They were a little rough.� He rubbed the back of his neck, but Cloud shrugged, falling back on the bed to stretch.

�They didn�t hurt me,� he assured them both. �Just really pissed me off.� Sephiroth chuckled and settled onto the mattress on the other side of the blond.

�How�s your hand, Seph? Looks like you�ll need another pair of gloves this time,� Zack wondered, looking across Cloud�s stomach. Cloud turned his head to glance, too.

�I didn�t bite too hard this time, did I?� the First asked quickly. The silver-haired SOLDIER wriggled his fingers for show.

�Not any worse than usual. It never hurt, if that�s what you mean,� Sephiroth informed him. Cloud let out a sigh of relief, then glanced at Zack.

�Did you?� Cloud wondered, eyes tracking down the man�s semi-clothed form. Zack waved him off as he scooted up and resituated the First so that they could all lay down.

�Taken care of beforehand,� Zack smiled. �Another precautionary measure of Seph�s. So, when did you figure it out? I know we had you going good there for awhile.� Cloud rolled to Zack�s side, flinging an arm over the Lieutenant�s naked stomach. Sephiroth eased down, resting on his back as his hand lazily trailed up and down Cloud�s spine.

�After Seph kissed me,� Cloud murmured around a yawn. �Nobody else tastes like the General sprinkled with Fair. At least they better not. Now, let's sleep. I know you two have that meeting in the morning.�

The older SOLDIERs shared a glance of amusement over Cloud�s head and Zack snuggled deeper into the covers with them. This would definitely make the morning more bearable. Sephiroth continued to stroke his lover's skin soothingly as the results of their vigorous activities took their toll and pulled them all into sated dreams.
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