What Lies Within

Chapter Eight

It was day six of training and Zack only had one more day before he returned to classes and faced the rest of Shinra as a slave. Angeal had reassured him that nearly one third of the military populace was into the BDSM lifestyle and that it was backed by President Shinra himself, so he didn’t need to worry about being shunned. If he was talked about negatively in anyway, Angeal also said that whoever did so would not be living very much longer anyways. The teen was flattered that his master would care about his well-being so deeply. So far, nothing sexual had occurred between them and Zack was beginning to yearn for the day his master did do something. Sure, he was inexperienced, but he had been good and had followed every one of the taller man’s rules, including the one where he wasn’t allowed to touch himself. Being seventeen, the youth was used to masturbating at least once a day, usually in the mornings because he always woke up with an erection. But now he had stopped and was getting sort of frustrated.

“Sit, puppy.” Angeal murmured from his place on the couch and Zack got up onto his knees before his master, hands clasped behind his back and head lowered. There was a few moments of silence between them and a large hand suddenly rested on the top of his head.

“You were scowling just now. What were you thinking about?” The long haired SOLDIER asked, always keen on the boy’s changes in mood and expression. The guilty blush that answered him made him smirk slightly. Zack had always been an open book, and the taller man was glad for that fact now that the teenager belonged to him. Zack didn’t move from his position and fought with the right way to phrase his problem.

“I haven’t been touching myself, Master.” He confessed and Angeal hummed.

“You are being good, pup. I’m proud of you.” As always, those words made Zack smile and feel the warm glow of happiness blossom in his chest.

“Thank you.”

“But that’s not it, is it?” Angeal asked, threading his fingers through the silky tresses.

“No…” Zack murmured, biting his lip nervously.

“Tell me your troubles, puppy.” The 1st Class insisted, staring at the boy kneeling before him submissively. A few moments of Zack struggling with his embarrassment passed.

“But… I was wondering when you would start… Touching me, Master…” The ebony haired SOLDIER whispered, blushing. There, he said it. The hand stopped its motions and Angeal smiled.

“I was waiting for you to ask. Release.” Angeal instructed and Zack looked up at the other man with wide blue eyes.

“I was waiting until you asked because that would tell me that you were ready.”

“You mean… You were waiting for me to be ready?” The shorter teen asked, tilting his head back to allow Angeal’s questing fingers to run along the ever-present collar. His master nodded and the teen smiled. The other had to care about him if he waited for Zack to bring it up.

“You have never been with another before, so I won’t take you right off. Even if I stretched you for an hour before penetrating you, you would still tear. So you will be prepared gradually to allow your body to eventually accommodate me.” Those hands were moving restlessly through his black spikes again, and Zack smiled at the other man’s fondness for his hair. The words weren’t said in cockiness or exaggerated in anyway. SOLDIER members were gifted with enhancement, which included their southern regions as well. No one knew if the Science Department meant to do this or it just was an accidental ‘side effect’. Zack was above-average in that department, but Angeal…was huge. The teen had severe doubts that his master could ever fit without incapacitating him for life.

“How will I be prepared, Master?” Zack asked with trepidation, frowning softly.

“Are you sure you are ready, pup?” Angeal asked unexpectedly, looking intently in the boy’s glowing eyes. Zack blinked and smiled at the concern. He was constantly nude around the other man. He trusted the other to take care of him and do what was best for him. Of course he was ready!

“Yes, Master. I’m ready.” Angeal smiled down at him, cupping the other’s face and humming softly when those azure eyes closed trustingly.

“Follow me, Zack.” The long haired SOLDIER commanded and he stood, heading for their bedroom. The teen rose to his feet and followed at Angeal’s heels, curiosity running through him. When they stopped in the bathroom, the teen tensed a little. The bathroom rule had been a little weird at first because it was embarrassing to ask. The other man hadn’t denied him permission to use it yet, but Zack almost wanted it to happen just to see what Angeal would do. The pale eyed youth watched as the older man hooked a new device to the showerhead that had a long hose and a thin nozzle on the end that looked like you had to press the lever down to allow water through. The ebony haired 1st Class turned and smiled encouragingly at Zack.

“Do you know what this is for, pet?” He questioned. Shining blue eyes squinted and considered the device for a few moments and then widened.

“Is it an enema?” Zack guessed. His master straightened and looked at him with a hint of fascination.

“How did you know that, pup?” He asked with a soft smile. The teen tilted his head.

“The local doctor in Gongaga had the boys give themselves an enema before coming in for the yearly physical so that they would be clean. My dad said he started doing that after one of his patients pulled a nasty trick. He never gave any detail about it but I don’t think I would want to know…” Zack blinked when Angeal chuckled and smiled at him.

“Do you mind it much, pup?” He questioned and the youth considered briefly before shaking his head.

“It’s not really bad, it doesn’t hurt, but it is a little embarrassing.” He confessed. Angeal nodded in understanding.

“I will let you be alone when you give yourself an enema then. You are to do this every morning for a week. After the week is over, the mako within you will adapt to this change and then you won’t have to worry about administering it. Do you understand?” Angeal asked, setting the nozzle on the side of the tub.

“Yes, but do I have to ask to do the enema, Master?” Zack asked, relaxing a little when the taller man said he would be doing this alone.

“No, this is the one thing that you may do without asking. If you leave before noon without saying anything, I will know what you are doing.” Angeal smiled a little at the boy’s acceptance at something that usually made a submissive cringe. He walked to Zack’s side and touched his cheek gently.

“I’ll leave you to do this. Come out into the bedroom when you are done, puppy.” Zack nodded and waited until his master closed the door behind him to provide some privacy. People from Gongaga must be different from people in Midgar, the youth reasoned silently. Angeal had looked surprised when he knew what an enema was… It wasn’t the most pleasant thing in the world, but the doctor had told them its benefits and if the mako would take over instinctually, then that was even better.

The teen perched on the edge of the tub and turned the shower on, squeezing the nozzle’s lever to test the temperature until it became lukewarm. Secretly glad that the nozzle was thin and designed for this purpose, Zack pressed the metal tip against his puckered entrance and willed himself to relax before pushing it in about an inch and pressing the lever down.

“One… Two… Three…” Zack counted, closing his eyes against the pleasant feeling of water rushing inside him. After reaching ten, he let off the water and slid the tip out of him, clenching the inner muscles to keep the water inside. It was always nice at first but then after a minute, he began to feel dizzy. Zack sat on the toilet and counted to two minutes before relieving the pressure, effectively cleaning himself; but still feeling embarrassed at the entire situation. Purposely getting sick in the bowels triggered a wave of humiliation, but it felt better afterwards. The teen blushed slightly, but knew what this was all about, so he flushed the toilet and joined Angeal in the bedroom.

The smile of pleasure on his master’s face was enough to make the embarrassment ease. He had done something to make the other happy; there wasn’t anything wrong with that. Fingers petted through his spikes and the slave felt reassured.

“Good job, Zack. Do you feel better?” Angeal questioned, never having been through an enema himself. Zack nodded.

“Good…” They sat in comfortable silence for a bit, the older man running his hand repeatedly through Zack’s hair.

“I want you to get up onto the bed, Zack. Lean back on your hands with your legs spread.” The spiky haired youth nodded, recognizing the permission given to get into bed with Angeal, moving into the position the other wanted him in. The SOLDIER nodded and reached into the nightstand, withdrawing three objects and laying them in front of Zack to let the boy see them. One was a metallic ring three inches in diameter. The second was a lube of lubrication and the third was a clear dildo with a bump near the base. It was only a half an inch wide at the shaft, probably nearly an inch at the knot. Zack looked up at Angeal quizzically, not entirely sure he understood completely, but having a small idea.

“This metal ring you see is called a cock ring. You secure it around the base of the scrotum to prevent ejaculation.” Angeal murmured, holding up the ring. Zack blinked.

“I’m not allowed to cum?” The teen questioned with confusion in his eyes.

“Giving you pleasure is my prerogative, Zack. But you will only cum when I allow you to. Sometimes I will use a cock ring, other times I will offer verbal restraint. For now I’ll use this. Don’t worry, puppy, it doesn’t hurt and I assure you the end result will be worth the frustration.” Zack nodded slowly after Angeal said it wouldn’t hurt. He didn’t like pain and he trusted what the other man said. Angeal held up the lubricant.

“I will never penetrate you without preparing you first. I don’t want you hurt you, pup. This will make it easier, whether I am the one taking you or I’m using a toy on you.” He sat it down and then held up the clear dildo.

“From now on there will always be something inside you. I can use toys as a reward or punishment, but ultimately they will be a means to an end to stretch you. This is a small plug that will lock inside you. It will feel odd at first, but soon you will be used to it.” Zack tilted his head.

“It won’t fall out, Master?” He asked, eyes widening a little when he realized ‘always’ probably literally meant just that. Angeal chuckled.

“It won’t fall out, pup. Now lay back and get comfortable.” Zack flushed and settled back against the pillows, stomach full of butterflies in anticipation of his first sexual encounter with Angeal. Those dark blue eyes were shadowed with desire as the teen spread his legs, arms resting beside his sides.

“Trust me, Zack.” His master whispered and Zack nodded, smiling timidly. The cool metal of the cock ring made Zack jump, but the taller man didn’t stop until it was secured below the teen’s balls. The slight brush of those elegant fingers made Zack shiver and make a soft noise of pleasure. Angeal paused; raising his mako-tinged orbs to Zack’s lidded eyes and smiling, his own becoming warm. When the boy blushed, Angeal touched the heated cheeks of his slave.

“Don’t hold back any expression, any noise, anything at all, pup. You belong to me. You are safe. You don’t have to be afraid, just submit and trust.” Angeal murmured, withdrawing his hand and opening the bottle of lubricant, rubbing the sticky substance thoroughly over three fingers. Zack’s blue eyes shuttered and he spread his legs a little further to show Angeal that he did trust him, and that he knew he belonged to the other man. Another gentle smile graced his Master’s face and a slicked index finger circled his virgin entrance, causing the lithe body to shudder.

“Shhh…” Angeal crooned, rubbing the tip of his finger against the tensed ring until it relaxed and blossomed against the touch. The slim digit stalled in its caress and sank slowly into the channel, only stopping when it could go no deeper. Angeal’s brow furrowed and he hissed between his teeth at the feel of his slave and student gripping around his finger, as if the teen’s body wanted him deeper. It was not unlike immersing a finger in a bowl of warm oil. Zack made a soft keening noise and let his head falls back against the pillows when that finger withdrew and thrust back in.

“Ngh! Uhn… Master…” The ebony haired youth panted, his hips pushing back when that finger drove in again. Angeal groaned at the sight, his fatigues far too tight but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from his teenaged slave. His Zack. The boy was glowing, making the sweetest sounds, and moving against the dark sheets like a nymph, arching into his teacher’s touch.

“You’re beautiful…” Angeal murmured in realization. Zack had always held a certain allure, but it took this submission to open the older man’s eyes. Pleasure-hazed mako eyes met the darker ones but Zack didn’t have time to even blush as another finger was added, burning a little at first but way better than just one after the third thrust, the middle finger striking something that made the teen cry out, back bowing as his head lolled back. The fingers quickened in pace, making wet sounds and Angeal growled lowly when Zack spread his legs even further, completely giving himself away to the pleasure his master was giving him. The teen’s arousal was jutting from his body, leaking pre-cum and as the long haired SOLDIER added the third finger, the answering scream signaled that Zack had reached his peak, but couldn’t experience it. Hot tears bit at the glowing eyes as the spiky haired teenager whimpered and began to beg.

“Please, master, please take it off!” Angeal scissored his fingers and smiled patiently through his own lust-darkened eyes.

“No, puppy. Not yet…” Zack closed his eyes and moaned, jumping in surprise when the fingers drew all the way out to be replaced by something bigger. It didn’t hurt, but when it went deep enough to just strike the prostate he wished that it had if only to curb the intense pleasure. It withdrew and then sank back in, the clear plug fucking his wet entrance.

“Ah…! UN… please, An...Master! Please, let me cum!” The lithe boy pleaded, whimpering underneath the steady thrusts of the toy.

“I don’t think your ready, pup…” Angeal said huskily, rising up onto his knees to relieve the pressure of his cock tenting his uniform, the front sticky from watching his slave.

“Please! Pleasepleasepleaseplease…” Zack chanted, nearly incoherent. Angeal leaned over the arching body, still pistoning the dildo into the willing entrance.

“Who do you belong to, Zack?” The SOLDIER asked in a quiet but predatory murmur. The spiky haired youth gasped and moaned.

“You… You, I belong to you, Master…” Was the hazed whisper and the older man smiled, quickly locking the plug inside the teen and gripping the ring.

“Then cum for me, Zack…” Angeal whispered, easing the ring off and leaning down to swallow the resulting scream in an open-mouthed kiss, spurt after spurt of hot semen splashing onto his toned abdomen. When Angeal pulled away, Zack had fallen limply onto the sheets, eyes closed after passing out from the intensity of his orgasm. The 1st Class SOLDER smiled at the sight and stood, returning with a damp cloth to wipe his slave clean. He covered the boy with a blanket, tilting his head at the peaceful look Zack was wearing. The midnight blue eyes gentled.

“What am I going to do with you, pup? You’re already getting underneath my skin…” A hand ran through the spikes to sooth the exhausted teen and Angeal left the bedroom to enter the bathroom to take care of his own massive problem…

To be continued...

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