The Voices in My Head...

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“Good job today, Lore. I realize you take something of a risk coming here. If Hojo tries anything you can always call me,” Tseng handed Lore his card and wrote another number on it.

“Thank you Sir, but I think I would take a bigger risk in contacting you,” It wasn’t exactly a secret that Hojo was sick but after Professor Gast died he was the logical choice to head Shinra’s biological developments. Lore remembered the day when he got assigned to guard one of Hojo’s labs, every other cadet sighed in relief after those assignments were given out.

He didn’t want to but Lore got into the elevator and pressed the button to go to the higher levels of the building. The doors opened and there was Hojo.

“Did you enjoy your deviation from the usual today?”

Lore felt the fear that normally comes as a result of Hojo being around rise, “Professor, Mr. Tseng said I was needed,” the man was imposing despite his height.

“That wasn’t my question, but that doesn’t really matter. Come,” he didn’t really want to see anything Hojo was excited about.

A new specimen seemed to have arrived. It was a disgruntled red lion, wait, could lions be disgruntled?

“He’s from Cosmo Canyon,” Lore was staring at the creature; it seemed to share his dislike for Hojo.

“What will you do with him? We have other test animals…” for some reason Lore really didn’t like the idea of doing something to an animal that had the ability to feel dislike for the perverted scientist.

“Would you like me to use you instead?” Hojo didn’t look up but Lore could tell he was serious, “According to your contract I can use you in anyway I deem appropriate. Maybe you would be more useful as an experiment…” the professor started to laugh uncontrollably.

Lore cringed in his chair. I’m sorry lion, but I don’t think I could sacrifice myself for you. The lion looked up sympathetically, “Uh…Professor, I think this specimen knows what we’re saying. Shouldn’t we let a conscious being alone?”

“Oh? You think he is human-like? I wonder….” the professor trailed off and Lore was afraid to know what he was thinking.

“Why don’t you test your theory like a good scientist?” the dreaded pervert smile came onto Hojo’s face, “Take your clothes off”

WHAT??! No way… He really really wished he could summon Tseng to come and save him. He could only imagine what Hojo had in mind, the lion too looked a bit terrified.

“Don’t worry, I’m saving him for a prospective mate” Hojo chuckled, “Unless you do have an attraction…”

“No please! I’ll do whatever you want but that…” Lore decided it was better not to disobey so he began to undress as two pairs of eyes watched intently. Maybe the lion isn’t as innocent as it looks…

“I should make the lab coat the only mandatory piece of clothing,” Hojo laughed more; he reminded Lore of an evil hyena. Lore removed the last piece of clothing and glared at Hojo.

“You look like you’re going to bite me. Maybe I should throw you in with the lion. Come closer my dear, let me see your beautiful body,” Hojo beckoned for Lore to come and sit on his lap. Lore reluctantly sat down, he felt extremely embarrassed even if the audience was just Hojo and the red lion.

As soon as Hojo had Lore in his lap he started molesting his assistant, he could afford to give the animal a little show, it had been locked-up for days and was almost ready for its mating season; besides he wanted a chance to touch the alabaster skin that was always taunting him . Lore didn’t wear revealing clothes; if he had then maybe Hojo would be more frustrated. Hojo ran his hands through Lore’s hair and continued along the sides of his body. Lore had his eyes closed until he felt a pinch on his arm. Hojo just injected something into me!!!

“P..professor! You promised me you wouldn’t experiment on me….” Lore lost his balance and fell to the floor. Whatever Hojo put in him was making sure he didn’t escape. He didn’t like the idea of being naked and unable to move in the presence of the professor.

“I know, this isn’t an experiment. It’s something that will make you less tense…I want you to be good entertainment for our friend here,” Hojo picked up Lore so he was pressed against the glass of the specimen’s cell. Hojo started sucking on his neck turning his completely white skin into a congregation of bruises. Lore knew that Hojo’s needle wasn’t just to immobilize him, because having the scientist nip at his neck and rub around his nipples would have caused him to puke normally, instead he was having the opposite reaction. He started to notice how uncomfortable he was getting with his erection pressed against the glass. The lion was also noting the sight of the professor’s pretty assistant panting against the glass.

“Uh…p..professor..” Lore hated how his body was acting but he needed release

“Need to cum my dear? I’ll help you out…” Hojo’s arms wrapped around Lore’s girlish waist. His hands traveled down and played with his assistant’s balls, “Beg me to touch you.”

Lore didn’t have enough conscious thought to protest, “Please Professor…Please touch me” He was trying to buck up against Hojo’s hand to get some friction.

Red watched the assistant breathe hard as the professor pumped his erection. The assistant was starting to fog up the glass around him. It didn’t take long until Lore cried out and came into Hojo’s hand.

“The poor creature must be sad… I think we should finish the show for him,” Lore was slumped down against the glass as Hojo went to his desk and produced a test tube, “This is a good size, isn’t it my dear?”

Lore could only try to catch his breath. The professor wasn’t planning on…

“Yes, I want to fuck you with it,” it seemed like Hojo had read his mind again, “It’s a strong glass it can withstand extreme pressure.” Hojo’s semen covered hand coated the tube.

Hojo positioned Lore near the glass as he stuck two fingers inside his assistant and stretched the sides out so Red could get a view.

“It’s so pretty, isn’t it? Such a tight little hole you have…” Hojo took the test tube and crammed it into Lore.

Lore was on the verge of tears from the sudden invasion of the cold glass tube. The professor ignored the cries of his assistant and started moving the test tube in and out of his body.

Red could barely take anymore of watching the 10 inch tube getting sucked into the raven-haired boy and neither could Hojo. Hojo took and tube and started picking up the pace causing Lore to start panting again as his erection came back to life.

“What a little slut, I didn’t know test tubes had this effect on you…” Hojo laughed as he stroked Lore’s hair and brought his face closer to the professor’s lap, “I’ll take it out as soon as I’m satisfied. I’ve been thinking about that mouth of yours for a while, don’t disappoint me.”


Unknown to Lore and Hojo there was a second spectator. Tseng was making a routine sweep of the building when he noticed something interesting. The Valentine-look-alike assistant was stripping for Hojo. Of course, in the interest of the boy’s safety Tseng decided to stay and watch as Lore was drugged and groped. Hojo was a sicko but he did have a sexy assistant….Valentine had the same womanly good looks but Tseng had never acted on his thoughts. As head of the Turks he had to remain calm and collected at all times; except when he was alone in the video room watching Hojo’s assistant’s orgasm.
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Cloud felt cold and alone. He had already been in Junon for a month and had no friends. He knew why: he was pathetic-looking and a naive girl. He had heard his peers call him that and that’s what everyone knew him as. He had been called a “crybaby sissy” when he was younger, he wondered if his current title was an improvement.

His mom had sent him a ribbon for his ponytail; they weren’t very rich so it was all she got him for his birthday along with some Gil. Cloud inspected the ribbon and felt even more depressed. If he wore this his peers would probably give him a new name but he hated himself for being afraid of wearing one stupid red ribbon. He took a deep breath and tied it in his hair; his peers hated him there was no changing that, at least he had his mother who was his only friend throughout his life…No, wait, Tifa was friends with him…Wasn’t she in Nibelheim waiting for him to become a hero?

Cloud blinked, a hand was in front of him. He looked up to see where the stray arm came from and saw warm honey eyes smiling down at him.

“Aren’t you cold? It’s snowing if you hadn’t noticed,” Cloud stared at the man. He was actually talking to him. No one had approached Cloud all month with a friendly intent.

“Oh no, did I say something?” the dark-haired man knelt beside Cloud and saw tears roll down his pink cheeks but a smile on Cloud’s face. “I can’t tell; are you happy or sad?”

“Happy.”

Cloud stretched out his hand to clasp the stranger’s.

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“Hello? Are you alright?” a voice was talking to Cloud. It wasn’t the kind honey-eyed man anymore but it sounded familiar….

“Tifa…..?” Cloud’s eyes flew open. It’s Tifa!! Just like I remembered..

Let’s see if you’ll be happy now…

“Shut up…I hate you..”

“Cloud?! It’s you! Oh my god!! What happened? You look awful…”

“Gee, thanks,” Cloud had grown accustomed to his random blackouts and didn’t seem to mind lying in ditches with scrap.

“Where were you?”

“I was…uh..” Cloud felt the air choke him again forcing out the words “SOLDIER quit”. The words seemed to have a will of their own and took over as Cloud watched himself speak about how he escaped from being a SOLDIER. He was saying things that Cloud didn’t even know…

Tifa looked a bit worried but escorted him to her nearby bar. A huge man with a gun-arm was in the doorway.

“Barret, this is Cloud…I think he’s been on the street for awhile,” Barret looked at the blond appraisingly.

“Hmm, s’ok I guess he looks harmless.” Cloud wanted to hit the man… He hated how everyone always assumed he was weak and defenseless. Tifa helped Cloud sit down at a table.

“Cloud…Do you want to stay here? You could help out around here and I’ll let you sleep downstairs.”

“Tifa, I want to join AVALANCHE. Shinra has screwed me over and I want revenge!” Cloud shouted the only thing that was clear to him. The voice, his confusion everything was Shinra’s fault…

Hadn’t he heard that before?

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“Hey Tseng, can we get new blood around here? I think we all need something to inspire us… You know like that old coot’s foxy assistant,” Dark eyes glared at Reno.

“And I actually thought you might be able to focus… The minute someone from above comes down to our base you start straying from your work and paying attention to what your pants think,” Tseng had a flash of the scene he witnessed yesterday. He had to agree with Reno’s evaluation; the assistant was a Wutai-version of Valentine and was definitely someone who was very pleasing to the eyes.

“Oh? I see you’re thinking pure thoughts,” Reno smirked.

“Just get back to work. We still have AVALANCHE to deal with…” Tseng exited the room and bumped into something.

…..actually it was someone.

“Uh, sorry Sir. Mr. Reeve asked that I continue my work on the project. I hope I’m not in the way. The Professor is in a meeting right now and I thought…”

“What? That you’d escape to your new sanctuary, the farthest part of the Shinra building from the lab? You look tired. Is he working you very hard?” Tseng was grinning inside as he watched Lore shift uncomfortably and blush at the slight innuendo in Tseng’s voice.

“Sir, the Professor is very busy now…You know he has recently begun resuming research on the JENOVA project and some things I’m not even allowed to know about. I’ve decided to spend my time he doesn’t require towards this project; Mr. Reeve is supportive…”

Tseng placed his hands on Lore’s shoulders, “Do as you wish. I don’t think you want to be around Hojo when he’s working on that project. People who have worked near him have a habit of mysteriously disappearing.” Like Valentine, there was a reason no one could find the body…

“Mysteriously disappearing?” He didn’t even want to know. The amount of harassment he had to take was enough to make him want to die. Maybe it was because Tseng was from his homeland of Wutai or because he seemed like a normal person but he felt safer around him. Lore decided to give him a reassuring smile.

“You can tell me anything you wish you know. Everything that is said down here stays down here,” Tseng reached out to touch Lore’s face. It was so smooth and his red eyes had a preternatural beauty about them. While lost in his thoughts a hand closed down on his, “Sir? Is there something wrong?”

“Lore, have you got the papers I told you about?” Reeve’s voice could be heard from the next room.

“Coming! Goodbye Mr. Tseng…” The ruby eyes locked with his and quickly left him.

Tseng quickly snapped out of the trance Lore’s eyes put him in. He wasn’t allowed to lust after people, the job always came first no matter what happened.
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The warm presence of the man in Cloud’s dreams seemed to be fading and getting replaced with a calm coldness. Cloud could never see the man’s face but in every dream the man would hold him and kiss him and Cloud would melt into his arms and beg for more. The Cloud in the dreams wasn’t him…It was a younger Cloud that was more insecure and seemed completely dependent on the man; he couldn’t breathe without him.

Why isn’t he with me now? Where did he go?

Cloud was answered by a loud snore. It wasn’t the man of his dreams, it was Barret. Cloud had to sleep on the floor with Barret in the basement of the bar but somehow the large man would always gravitate towards Cloud and hurt him with his giant metal arm by thrashing around in his sleep. Cloud was a bit wary about Barret, especially because he felt like the man was watching him when he changed. But he was Tifa’s friend and she claimed he was trustworthy so Cloud didn’t pay any attention to his suspicions. Except he couldn’t ignore the hand traveling around his waist….

It was Biggs, another member of AVALANCHE. Cloud wasn’t sure if he was relieved or not, he was still getting groped by a guy after all.

Every memory I have of you is you being groped…You’re such a cute victim

The voice was speaking to him again! The stupid voice was a bit husky and with the combination of the traveling hand it was turning Cloud on.

You’re such a little slut, Cloud. It only takes my voice to turn you on? Can you even picture me, I wonder…

The hand traced along his pelvis continuing its journey south. Cloud could now feel the hand combing through the hair around his growing erection.

Do you like that, my sweet? Beg for me to touch you….

No way! You’re a perv…

Cloud’s breath hitched as the hand squeezed him roughly. Barret was still asleep. Cloud didn’t want to know what would happen if he woke up to find Biggs fondling Cloud while asleep. Biggs’ hand seemed to be moving by the voice’s will and not his own for Biggs was still fast asleep.

Okay, okay…I want you to touch me, please. I only ask you don’t wake anybody.

That depends on whether you can keep it down. I remember you are quite noisy…hahaha

The voice always seemed amused at his pain. The voice stopped and the hands started stroking his length causing Cloud to whimper a bit in pleasure. He hadn’t done anything sexual since he could remember and it was painful to have these teasing hands play with him slowly.

That’s right…There’s that beautiful voice I love, cry out some more. I promise you they will not wake.

Cloud decided to trust the voice and removed the pillow covering his mouth, “Ah…Please do it faster…” Cloud felt the hands comply, one hand however strayed and started to feel around Cloud’s ass.

Too bad I can’t do this myself…Soon enough I’ll be able to though.

“What do you—Ah!” Cloud was assaulted by 2 fingers pushing into him. The fingers then started to move, widening the passage around then and probing deeper. “God…What the…” Cloud was panting, the fingers had reached a wonderful spot and he felt like screaming from the entire experience.

Do you like that my little slut? I bet you want more now….

“Yes…please, I want more” The fingers made him see heaven again, this time it was too much, Cloud came into the other hand.

My, what a load…I need to service you more often, don’t I?

The voice faded away leaving Cloud angry and paranoid. This voice seemed to had control over him…Did he control everything? Was he watching just now? These thoughts fled Cloud’s mind as he looked at Biggs sleeping next to him. Biggs’ hand was covered in semen, how was he going to explain that? Cloud noticed that he was also naked…

Biggs’ eyes flew open to see a naked blushing blond looking very ashamed, and then he noticed his hand.

“Oh god…I’m sorry! I swear I didn’t mean to…I do things sometimes in my sleep and it didn’t help that you were rubbing up against me.”

“I promise I won’t say anything…” Cloud was a bit scared of the way Biggs was scanning over Cloud’s body.

“I don’t care. I’m kinda glad, Mr. exSOLDIER. How did jailbait like you survive without getting molested 24/7?” Barret stirred next to Cloud.

“Shh…We’re not talking about this anymore!” Cloud hissed at Biggs and put his boxers back on.

“Oh..Okay. I guess when we’re alone then.” Biggs got up and gave Cloud a wink. Cloud immediately shuddered. This was bad and it was all that stupid voice’s fault!!

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The project was near completion when Hojo decided he suddenly needed his assistant back. Lore hadn’t been up there since he got deflowered by lab equipment and it seemed the mysterious lion hadn’t forgotten him.

“Ah, the beauty has returned to my lab once again…” Hojo’s voice stunned Lore, it had struck him with terror since he wasn’t used to hearing it.

“Yes, Professor? What do you need me to assist you with?” Lore flipped into obedient assistant mode.
“Ah… We have gotten a new specimen…” Hojo revealed a specimen tank with an unconscious girl in it.

“Professor! Are you really going to do something to her?!” Lore hoped he would never have to take part in any unethical activity of the scientist but he knew that was probably impossible.

“Poor boy, you never learn do you? Do you want to put a show on for her too?” Hojo chuckled to himself, “Just keep an eye on her and tell me when she wakes up.”

Lore felt his dislike for the professor rise. At least the girl was safe from being molested by the guy! He felt like the biggest victim in the lab. He felt like he was being ogled by the red animal.

“Cloud…” was the only word that came out of the girl’s mouth.


I love poor Biggs. The guy was destined to die so I felt he needed to do something worthwhile....Did you notice how both Hojo and Sephiroth are sadistic perverts? I think it's a father-son thing (haha..Red XIII, he's never in any fics! Maybe for a reason). I guess my whole "I'll put out drawings for reviews" scheme didn't work...:( Why do readers hate me so much? At least PRETEND to indulge me, please?