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Selling Out	By : LuMorsAza Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female Views: 15347 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Money Buys Everything
- 1
The last thing Cloud remembered was that dark dog like thing that accompanied Rufus jumping at him, then his skull hitting the hard ground outside of the presidents office. He must have hit his head so hard that he was knocked out, which would explain the wicked headache he felt at the moment. His eyes felt heavy, but they slowly fluttered open; the world was a blur and also bright. Before his eyes he could see shapes moving, some black, some white, some golden. Sounds started to come in as well, there seemed to be panting and grunting. Perhaps that dog thing was still over him?
Fear kicked in and a rush of adrenaline followed, the fight or flight response in full force. His muscles tensed, yet his body found itself unable to move, he could feel something digging into his wrists and ankles. He tried to speak, nothing but muffled noises came out. His mind cleared and Cloud came to realize that he was on his knees, arms behind his back, and worse, his wrists were bound to his ankles with something that felt like metal.
The sounds came into clarity just then, it was a man grunting. Cloud turned his attention to it and saw Rufus, that blond haired punk who was claiming to be the next president of ShinRa with his pants down, around his ankles as he sat upon the edge of the massive desk that once belonged to his father. But then his heart sank when he realized with horror why Rufus’s pants were down; between his legs he saw long, familiar hair that parted into what looked like a dolphin tail by a red hair band, the ends resting on a short black skirt. All of these belonged to none other than Tifa Lockhart, a girl he’d known since they were children, and worse, Rufus’s hand rested on the back of her head as it bobbed up and down.
Tifa, one of the most anti-ShinRa people he’d ever known was giving the next head of ShinRa… well, head. Rufus’s head tilted back as he let out a loud moan, fingers worming their way into the long dark hair of the woman between his legs.
“That’s it, Tifa, suck it just like that. God, you’re good at this.”
He mumbled softly and Tifa moaned in response as her head just kept on bobbing away. Cloud felt almost sick to his stomach, he wanted to scream and yet nothing came out; his mouth was stuffed full of something.
“Your tongue is like magic!”
Rufus bellowed suddenly, drawing Cloud’s attention back to the horrid sight before him. It seemed as though neither of them were aware that he was awake, or perhaps they didn’t care? But there had to be some kind of care, otherwise why would he have been bound in such a way? … Wait, did they want him to see this?!
“Good lord, you’re some kind of pro at this, Tifa. Have you been paid for this sort of thing?”
Rufus teased, which caused Tifa to remove the penis from her mouth with a rather loud pop. She looked up at him, Rufus looked down.
“Well, a girl has to make a living when she’s all alone in the slums, you know.”
She spoke softly, almost sadly. Cloud never would have suspected that Tifa would debase herself in such a way. But then again, she was a rather attractive woman, having to survive all alone… plus how exactly could she have afforded to open that bar in the first place?
“Well, keep doing such a good job and you‘ll never have to go back to that kind of life ever again. I‘ll make sure you‘re well taken care of.”
Cloud wasn’t sure what to make of this; had Tifa actually decided to sell herself to her enemy? Rufus was rich, he was powerful, he could give her anything she would want, but surely that couldn’t be the case. If she wanted such a life, she could have stayed with Corneo, or she could have found somebody else, anybody else! She had the looks, the body, she could make a mean drink, cool a good meal and she was more than capable of great agility. There would have been a line the length if Midgar if she were looking for a man. Or a sugar daddy.
Wordlessly, Tifa lowered her head and took the penis of that smug rich boy back into her mouth, casing him to moan rather loudly. The bobbing of her head only seemed to increase as his head tilted back once more, he grunted and moaned as she worked her magic on his shaft. Surely she was using her tongue from tip to base while forcing his manhood down her throat, Cloud thought. It was then that he realized that he was rock hard from seeing all of this going on. Worse, it dawned on Cloud that he was imagining exactly what she was doing. He was getting excited and fanaticizing about how Tifa was basically betraying everybody that she knew, and for what? Money? Was it really that easy anymore?
“Goddamn, I’m going to cum soon. Hey, how about you get me off with those big tits of yours?”
Rufus’s voice tore Cloud back to reality. He saw Tifa’s head pull away from the rich shit’s crotch as her hands moved to the suspenders that helped to keep her short black skirt up. With ease she slipped them from her shoulders, then moved her arms down in a cross formation. With a slight groan of effort, he saw her short white top roll up; it seemed to take a bit of effort to get it over and off her breasts. She moaned softly as the cold air likely hit her nipples, and Rufus whistled at the sight of them.
“Holy shit, they‘re huge!”
Rufus seemed rather pleased with them, Cloud could only imagine the sight that he was beholding. While he never let on, Cloud was actually rather impressed with Tifa’s chest; her breasts seemed to be even bigger than he recalled five years ago when he went back to Nibleheim. Her top barely seemed to contain them, in-fact it seemed so tight on them that he swore they were being suppressed by the cloth.
He could hear Tifa giggle.
“Yeah, lots of guys say that. I haven’t met one yet who has lasted more than thirty seconds when I wrap them around a dick, either.”
Tifa cooed, as if proud of her accomplishment. Rufus grunted at the thought.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to break that record. Just looking at them is making me want to cum all over you.”
Tifa moaned and Cloud could see her lean forward while her hands rested on the sides of her breasts and her body shifted, allowing her back to stretch enough for her chest to reach his crotch. Rufus bit his lip as she seemed to settle in, surely his shaft was firmly wedged between her immense breasts.
“Your dick feels so warm between them. I can even feel your pulse.”
Tifa cooed again as she looked up at Rufus, confirming what Cloud had suspected. The presidential jackhole didn’t look down at her, perhaps if he did, he would have cum right then and there.
“They’re so soft and warm, I can see why nobody can last long between here.”
Rufus hissed between his bitten lip, trying to hold on for dear life. Tifa only giggled more.
“Now then, let’s get that warm, sticky cum all over me!”
Tifa’s arms moved at that moment, Cloud could only imagine the sensations of her breasts on his dick, the sight of them moving up and down on a hard, moist shaft that she was pleasuring only moments prior. Tifa mewled softly, her head tilted downward causing Rufus to cry out loudly. Cloud could only speculate that she was licking the head of his dick in between it vanishing between the valley that her breasts formed. Rufus seemed intent on trying to last as long as possible, his lip was being bitten down so hard on that it would only be a matter of time before he drew blood. But the question became which would happen first, he’d bleed or he’d cum. Or maybe both at the same time? That would have been a sight to see, perhaps. Tifa was the type of woman, Cloud bet, they could make a man do both at the same time.
However, it seemed that cum won out, as Rufus let out a loud moan, which made Tifa moan as his entire body went into a convulsion. Tifa’s hands didn’t stop moving, her head remained where it was, but she was mewling. The rich shit panted softly after several long seconds, his body slowly relaxing, finally allowing him to look down. The sight that greeted him was surely something amazing.
“Mmm, your cum is really thick. Have you been pent up?”
“Ha… ha ha… kind of, yeah.”
“I can do this for you every day, you know…”
Tifa spoke rather slyly, a hint of seduction in her voice that Cloud had never heard before. Was it just an act, or was she serious?
“And I can also do something else for you every day…”
Tifa trailed off, her head lowering. Rufus moaned again, his hand moving onto the back of her head.
“That’s it, suck out what’s left!”
Long moments passed as Tifa seemed to work her magic, Rufus’s face twisted and contorted in several ways that seemed to show he was enjoying himself. Then, slowly, Tifa’s head began to bob again; it seemed as though she had gotten him hard again. However, this time she pulled her head away and looked up at him again.
“You recover really quickly.”
“Ha ha ha… it’s hard not to with a woman like you sucking my dick.”
“Mmmm, I kind of want to suck it some more… but I have a better idea.”
“Oh, and what’s that?”
Tifa pulled herself away from Rufus’s crotch, then rose up to her feet slowly. His eyes seemed to lock onto her breasts and followed them up, watching them jiggle about. Tifa then reached out and placed a hand onto his face, tilting it down. Her other hand grabbed hold of her skirt and pulled it up, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Perhaps that was what was lodged in Cloud’s mouth, as he could have sworn he saw her wearing them on their way to the ShinRa Building; her skirt was so short that when she kicked high, her skirt rode up, leaving little to the imagination.
“You couldn‘t last between my tits, so let‘s see if you can do any better inside my pussy.”
Rufus could only nod at such an offer and Cloud’s heart seem to sank even further. He could only watch as Tifa climbed on top of the man who was going to be king of the Mako empire, her legs straddling his lap while his dick was at full attention. She placed one hand on a shoulder to stabilize herself while the other slipped between her legs. Taking a firm gasp on Rufus’s dick, she held it in place as she lowered herself down until the head pressed against her slit
“Mmm, yeah, this’ll feel real good.”
She spoke softly, just barely within the ability for Cloud to hear. Rufus’s hands gripped her finely sculpted ass causing Tifa to gasp loudly. This seemed to spur her onward, and slowly she lowered herself onto him, the head of his shaft forcing itself inside of her warm, moist hole. With a few whimpers, she slowly rocked her hips in a circular motion, as if trying to work it inside, or perhaps to loosen herself up for it to slip in with ease.
“It’s really big…”
Several long moments passed as Tifa tried to work it in slowly, but it seemed as if Rufus grew impatient, as his hands gripped her backside tightly and then, with a sudden downward motion, he forced her down, driving his penis to his balls into her body. Tifa could only yelp and then fall forwards, collapsing against his chest.
“There we go, problem solved.”
Rufus spoke with a slight smirk on his face as he looked down at the woman slumped onto him. Tifa meekly looked up at him after several seconds.
“T-that… wasn’t… fair…”
Tifa whimpered softly.
“Maybe not, but it was effective.”
Cloud could see Tifa shaking as her other hand took a hold of a shoulder as she seemed to ready herself for what was to come. Her fingers gripped his coat and, slowly, she apparently managed to regain some composure from the sudden girth being forcefully put inside of her body. Cloud couldn’t tell if she was suffering or not, but it didn’t seem to be an issue as Tifa began to move on Rufus, slowly but surely fucking herself on his shaft.
Rufus helped her move, pulling her up and then pushing her down in time with her own movements. The two increased in speed slowly, bodies almost fully separating at their crotches before merging once more. With even thrust inside, Tifa moaned and Rufus grunted.
“You’re really tight for a slum girl.”
Rufus spoke so matter-of-factly, enraging Cloud with the implication. But Tifa, she didn’t seem to care.
“Mmmm, maybe it’s just that your dick is so big.”
Perhaps they were both paying one another lip service, Cloud couldn’t be sure, but all he could tell was that Tifa’s speed was increasing, and rather rapidly at that. She seemed to have gotten used to whatever girth was within her body, and every movement seemed to come faster, quicker. She pressed herself against him for support, Cloud was sure her large breasts were crushing against his own chest, her hard nipples rubbing against him as hard as possible.
“That’s it, ride my dick like the slut I know you are.”
Rufus seemed to like throwing out insults, but it only made Tifa push herself. Was she the type that liked verbal abuse? Before Cloud could believe his eyes, Tifa was all but bouncing on the dick of the rich punk, her moans growing louder and more intense with every thrust. Her pussy was making gushing sounds, her thighs slapping against his own every time she took his dick back inside.
“Your dick… it’s good… so good… I can’t… take much more of this!”
Tifa mewled in a rather pathetic fashion, it seemed far too soon for her to be getting off. Was she being honest? Her grip seemed to tighten even more so on Rufus’s coat, her nails threatened to rip holes into it. She was moaning louder with every movement, her body went back to trembling; if she were faking it, Cloud thought, she was doing a good job of it.
“I’m gonna…!”
Tifa cried out suddenly between moans, Rufus seemed to respond by throwing his own hips into action. She could only scream in pleasure as her body seemed to go into auto pilot.
“Yeah, come for me. Come on my dick!”
Tifa buried her face into Rufus’s neck to muffle her cries as her hips bounced up and down on the man that should by all rights be her enemy as he fucked her in rhyme with her movements. Finally she seemed to go over the edge, as even Cloud could hear her sudden, piercing moan of pleasure as her entire body was thrown into convulsions. He swore he could hear Tifa’s pussy explode with juices, and even with the torrent against it, Rufus’s dick seemed to just push on, pounding its way inside of her as she rode out the orgasm. But then there was another sudden cry from Tifa; Cloud could only imagine that she had a second orgasm, even before the first one had subsided. He had no idea that she was multi-orgasmic. But then, it seemed as if there was so much about her that he didn’t know to begin with…
It was then that Cloud noticed that Rufus was looking at him. Not in his general direction, but directly at him. Their eyes met, and Rufus smirked; that fucker knew that he’d been watching the whole time! He fucked Tifa right in-front of his eyes, knowing full well that he’s see everything. Cloud’s stomach could only turn out of sheer horror.
Rufus suddenly ceased his thrusting into Tifa, allowing her orgasms to pass. Panting heavily, Tifa nuzzled into the neck that she should be aiming to break. Cloud felt like he was going to throw up, even if it meant choking due to the gag in his mouth.
“Hey Tifa, you know that blond guy has been watching this whole time, right?”
Rufus spoke, letting the cat out of the bag. Cloud could see Tifa’s whole body move, like she were about to jump out of her skin, however she didn’t bother to look back at him.
“I… I had a feeling…”
Tifa mumbled softly. Rufus smirked even more as he looked at Cloud.
“Hey, is he anything to you?”
Cloud could feel the bile rising, this was going to be horrible.
“… I… knew him when we were kids. We made a promise… that he never kept.”
“Oh? What kind of promise?”
“… It’s nothing important. He’s nothing important, not now.”
Suddenly, Cloud something warm run down his face, his vision began to blur. What was that?
“Ha ha, he’s crying!”
Rufus bellowed; Cloud was in shock. To think that he would start to cry over something as minor as being called nothing by Tifa, he thought that he had gotten over those feelings after leaving Nibleheim. He thought he had buried attachment when the town burned. To him meeting Tifa again was just getting a job, nothing more. But then…
“There’s one last thing that we need to do, then you can prove to me once and for all that you’ve earned your reward.”
Rufus spoke again, Tifa looked up at him. Cloud had no idea what kind of expression she had, but he didn’t care. At this point what could be worse than what she just said? Well, Cloud found out exactly what it was when Rufus held Tifa close to him tightly, kicked his pants away and then walked over to where Cloud knelt as she wrapped her legs around his waist. As he looked up at the two of them, Rufus pulled his dick from her pussy with a rather loud slurp, making Tifa whimper softly from the sudden removal.
“Stand in-front of him.”
Rufus commanded, as if he were giving an employee an order. Tifa’s legs unwrapped from his waist and stood, albeit a might shaky from the orgasms. Her crotch was nearly face level with Cloud; he could see the fluids oozing from her.
“Now, put your hands on his shoulder and bend over…”
Tifa’s face turned a deep red, yet she did as Rufus commanded. Cloud wanted to scream and tell her to stop, to not do it, yet he was muffled. He could see the shame on her face, then she quickly turned her head from him, not being capable of looking at the man that up until a few days ago she didn‘t even know if he were still alive.
“Her panties make for a good gag, don’t they?”
Cloud‘s suspicions turned out to be correct, but he wished they didn’t. Everything about this day was getting progressively worse; what could happen next? Rufus moved behind Tifa, and suddenly she yelped as her whole body seemed to jerk toward Cloud by a few inches. He could barely see Rufus’s hands take hold of her hips, but he could see Tifa’s body lurch forward, if only slightly, before pulling away. Her breasts began to swing, moans came from her lips; Rufus was fucking her, he was plowing into her from behind and forcing Tifa to use his shoulders as a support. Cloud’s boner only grew in spite of his deep shame.
“Her Tifa, tell this peasant how good it feels.”
Rufus growled, he seemed to be getting off on the mutual humiliation of Tifa and Cloud. Tifa moaned loudly, but remained silent. A sudden slap came with a yelp, surely Rufus had just given her backside a whap.
“It feels good, Cloud… it feels good…”
Tifa whimpered softly.
“Look him in the eyes and tell him.”
Rufus spoke with a tone of glee. Once more, Tifa remained as silent as she could, and then another slap came. Slowly, he turned her face to Cloud, her eyes showing a mixed of lust and shame that he’d never seen before in his life as her face contorted with pleasure at every thrust.
“It feels good! Cloud! Rufus’s dick feels good!”
At that moment, Cloud realized that it was all over. The Tifa he knew was gone, replaced by some mockery, a caricature of the girl he knew growing up, of the woman that he met in Midgar not too long ago. She was no longer a skilled martial artist, she was no longer a member of an anti-ShinRa group willing to give her all if it meant taking them down.
The cries of pleasure from Tifa’s lips only grew louder as the speed at which Rufus moved increased. He began to grunt like some sort of beast, it seemed he was getting close.
“Ha ha ha! Good! Do you see now, you piss ant?! Money and power are everything, that‘s why she‘s doing this! Your little group is nothing! ShinRa is everything! And as the head of ShinRa, I AM EVERYTHING!”
Rufus bellowed with sheer arrogance, but to Cloud it didn’t matter. It was over with, done; he lost Tifa the moment this all started. Nothing anybody could say would justify this sort of… betrayal to him. Cloud left for Midgar when he was barely a teenager, and in all those years he knew very little of how Tifa turned out, but the last few days he’d spent with her made it feel as if that gap never existed. He felt like they‘d become far closer than they ever were as kids. Perhaps this was exactly how he looked to Barret and Tifa when he made demands of money to join them, but it still felt different, maybe because this time it was him on the other end. The world was harsh, you had to do what it took to survive, Cloud thought he knew that… but this? It seemed too cruel.
“I’m going to cum, Tifa! You want it inside, don’t you?! Take it inside and I’ll take you away from this miserable life forever!”
Rufus hissed, Tifa moaned loudly.
“Cum in me! Cum in me while Cloud watches!”
Rufus suddenly seemed to speed up, Tifa’s hand firmly gripped Cloud’s shoulders as her legs trembled, threatening to give out. The two grunted, groaned and moaned, they sounded like beasts in heat, rather than humans. That’s all they were to Cloud at this point; soulless beasts without an ounce of remorse in their bodies. Rufus leaned forward and placed a hand on Tifa’s face, then pulled her head back just far enough so that they two began to kiss.
Rufus’s looked Cloud dead in the eyes as he gave Tifa’s body a few last, desperate pumps on his hips before they slammed into her for a final time. Tifa screamed into his mouth; he was surely pumping his semen inside of her at that point. Cloud could feel her convulsions through his shoulders, it seemed as if the two had a mutual orgasm, and to his eternal shame he came in his pants. After a few moments of pause, however, Rufus’s hips seemed to move again, he was milking himself inside of her, as it trying to ensure that she was actually being impregnated before Cloud’s eyes.
As the two came down from their orgasmic high, Rufus broke the kiss between them, but he retained eyes contact with a Cloud who now felt thoroughly broken inside. He smiled the former SOLIDER.
“She’s mine, now.”
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