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Tseng's Company	By : Turkaholic Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1072 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Tseng's Company
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-Epilogue
- 3
- 4
- 5
Chapter 4
"...What?"
That was most definitely not the answer I had been expecting. He'd... he'd just fired me? My blood literally ran cold. Return to the slums? Never. I'd rather die than go back to that hell.
"Oh fuck no..." I whispered, forcing myself to keep calm. Panicking wouldn't get me anywhere right now. But still...the thought of going back to Don Corneo... I looked at Rufus, frowning back the unmanly tears I desperately wanted to break into. He just shrugged his shoulders casually.
"The truth is, Reno, you're a burden on the Turks. Do you have any idea how many complaints Tseng has filed against you over the past year? It's just that my father was always too busy to take notice of them. Shinra Inc can't afford to be paying employees who don't pull their weight."
"But I can pull my weight!" I found myself saying before I knew it. Rufus looked up at me in surprise. Damn my big mouth! But I had to say something, I had to talk my way out of this situation somehow. The Turks was all I had, and I had to damn well hold onto it.
"I'll work my ass off from now on! I'll be polite to Tseng. Hell, I'll even do fucking overtime if that's what you want! Just..." I sighed, not liking the submissive tone in my voice, but unable to stop it, "just don't send me back. I'll do anything."
Did those words really just come from me? The voice was mine, I felt my lips moving but, it didn't sound like something Reno, the smart mouthed punk of the Turks would say. It just sounded too damn defeatist to be me. Something flashed in Rufus' eyes then that hadn't been there before. He stirred and took his hands off his knees, bringing them up to his thighs as he sat forwards.
"...Anything?"
There was something in the way he said it that made me turn away from his gaze. Man how I wished I was drunk at this moment! How much easier it would be to say this. I swallowed thickly and kept my eyes away from his.
"Anything." I answered finally. This was so degrading, goddamn it! What the fuck did he want from me, tears? I could've easily given him that as well. Shit, what happened to me? I'm Reno: the sexy, easy going ladies man (at least that's my reputation) and yet two minutes with Rufus fucking Shinra, and I was beaten and dangerously close to a nervous breakdown. I'd rather hurl myself out of Rufus' office window than go back to Don Corneo.
I was brought back to the present when the silence was interrupted by Rufus shuffling about on the sofa. I wondered what he was doing, but I really couldn't bring myself to look at him, so I kept looking out his skyscraper window, watching fumes rise from Reactor 7 into the afternoon sky. Then...
I heard the sound of a zipper. A zipper? I couldn't resist looking any more, and when I did, I swear my eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets.
What in God's name...?
While I'd been looking out the window, Rufus had positioned himself on the very edge of the sofa, his legs open and the zip of his flies undone. He was staring at me still, with that psychopathic glint in his eyes more than ever. Call me naive, call me stupid, but I could not believe what he was doing, and as I watched, embarrased but unable to move, it only just started to dawn on me what he might be planning on.
He slipped a hand down his chest and through the gap in his trousers, feeling around for a moment before he brought his dick out, already starting to get hard in his hand. I felt completely paralysed. For once, Reno, loudest mouth in Midgar, was silenced. Rufus just sat there, staring up at me.
What. The. Hell? Did he expect me to say something? I don't think I'd have had the capacity to speak even if he'd asked me to: my brain had frozen over and shut down. It was just my consciousness left now, and holy fuck was I wishing that that would shut down too, as I now knew pretty damn well what he wanted from me.
Rufus shifted and moved his hand away, leaving his half aroused penis there for me to see. His cold eyes tried to pierce me for a moment, before I saw the arousal form in his eyes. He let a tiny smirk form on his lips.
"Suck."
I hesitated. That hadn't been a request, it had been an order, and he looked at me darkly as if daring me to refuse. Inwardly I cringed, even if outwardly I looked like I'd been struck down. He had me where he wanted me, and he fucking knew it. I thought about the choice: Go back to Don Corneo, or be Rufus' private cock sucker? Fuck it, I really had no choice! I walked slowly towards him, feeling so low and sordid it was surreal. I don't think, in all my life, both in the slums or up here on the plate, I've ever felt as uncomfortable as I did right then, my face burning red, and Rufus' dangerous, superior eyes boring into me. I couldn't look him in the eye... not that I needed to, where I was heading. I kept my gaze low and then knelt in between his legs. Up above me, I heard Rufus growl in anticipation as I went to take his length gingerly into my hands.
And what the hell do I do now? Surprisingly enough, I've never had to suck anyone's dick before, and I had no idea how to start. I mean goddamn it, up until a few months ago, I'd always considered myself straight as a die. I licked the end slowly, still an a total state of disbelief as Rufus' hands gripped my gelled hair expectantly. It actually made the situation easier to handle, now that my brain was all but shut down. I guess I was in shock at that point...this wan't exactly what I'd call conventional punishment, after all. Eventually I figured that the only way to do this would be to follow what had been done to me before. I closed my eyes and remembered the sensations... the feel of lips sliding over my skin. I took a deep breath and started to lick, using my tongue to stroke the underside of Rufus' manhood until he had a full erection. I didn't look up, but I could hear that son of a bitch moaning as my tongue flicked along his sensitive skin. The hands in my hair tightened their grip so much that it actually hurt me. I dont think Rufus was too concerned with how I was right now though: I glanced up to see him staring at the ceiling, his eyes glazed over. Well, at least that meant I was doing something right.
I closed my eyes again, leaning into his erection but this time taking it into my mouth. It was the weirdest sensation...having another guy's cock inside my mouth. I took him into my mouth slowly, inch by inch, unsure still of what in hell I was doing. He wasn't big, but I still nearly gagged as the base of it touched my lips. I heard another groan as I started to suck, drawing back and carressing Rufus' tip with my tongue. The grip in my hair tightened and I couldn't help but let out a whimper of pain against his erection, but I didn't have a chance to recover as Rufus, seeing me stop, thrust his hips forward, forcing me to carry on. This time I did gag, and I had to take a breath before starting again. This time I learned my lesson and restrained his hips against the sofa, bobbing my head now I was getting used to the feeling of what I was doing, but still...was this taking fucking ages or what? It felt like a goddamn eternity, kneeling between Rufus Shinra's legs, his dick in my mouth like a little bitch. That term pretty much described me in the situation right now: Shinra's bitch, the vice president's cock sucker. Fuck, how incredibly low did I feel right then? I carried on sucking and plunging, getting faster so Rufus would cum as fast as possible, so I could get the hell out of there. Just as I was thinking this, Rufus let out a deep groan and pulled at my hair, forcing me to take him all the way in.
"Faster!" Was all I heard before Rufus gripped to my hair, starting to pull me roughly towards him and then pushing me away. I whimpered again as he practically threw my fucking head back. The thing is the sound I made just spurred him on and he just dragged me on and off him at nearly double the speed. I could taste pre-ejaculate dripping onto my tongue as I clenched my eyes shut, pretty fucking sure my neck was about to snap at any moment. The son of a bitch above me began to hyperventilate, still keeping a palm gripped tightly in my long hair as I felt him start to swell in my mouth. I decided I wanted this done with as soon as possible, and I did know one trick to make that happen. I trailed a hand down his inner thigh and further, carressing the sacs of his balls through his trousers.
Apparently, that was what pushed him over the edge, and he finally came with a deep moan. His eyes clenched tight as his load pumped into my mouth. For a second, my brain went into freeze mode again, and I forgot how to swallow, or maybe I just didn't want to. By the time I convinced my damn throat to work, cum was already oozing down my chin.
About ten seconds later, Rufus finally let go of my hair and pulled away from me. I settled down on my knees and wiped the load from my chin onto my jacket, writing this entire scenario off as some nightmare. I didn't look up - I couldn't fucking look up! I'd just given my boss a head and I was shaking. I'll admit it - I was scared. Heh...not very often a Turk gets scared. The thing is, I wasn't scared of the fact I'd given Rufus a head, I was scared because... because I could feel my own penis starting to go hard. I was scared because I'd half enjoyed it.
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