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Post by Behax on Mar 15, 2021 0:42:11 GMT
“You’re a SOLDIER aren’t you? Which of course, would mean that I own you.”
If he was being completely honest, despite his smug reassured attitude, it wasn’t a fight Rufus had been entirely confident he could win. He was well trained, sure, he’d made sure of that, but he was no Mako infused super-soldier. In the end it cost him one well trained, genetically enhanced guard dog, but he still won out against a man claiming to be a First Class SOLDIER. Could he really be?
Dusting off his suit he walked over to where the man laid sprawled on his front. He kept his shotgun ready just in case, and kicked the sword out of the man’s grip before kneeling down. Rufus slipped his hand under the man’s chin, tilting his head upwards. Those Mako infused eyes were stuffing as they looked up at him with uncertainty and fading consciousness. Good this man should fear what came next.
He could give him over to Professor Hojo, he was sure the ‘scientist’ would find a use for this one. But it would be...such a waste.
“Perhaps we’ll just have to retrain you,” Rufus said with a smug grin as the man at his feet finally lost consciousness.
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It would be sometime later that Cloud would wake, and when he did the situation for him would be...less than ideal. His arms were spread, and chained by the wrist to something above him, holding his torso upright, while he knelt on something soft. His legs were spread about half a meter apart, his ankles also cuffed and held in place.
He was completely naked for two, three exceptions. A tight pair of panties, a blindfold, blocking his sight of the room and something cloth like was wrapped around his neck, perhaps a bandage? Though any wounds Cloud has sustained in his fight with Rufus seemed to have been healed.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 16, 2021 4:52:52 GMT
”Perhaps we’ll just have to retrain you,” Cloud awoke to his new situation with a jolt from a nightmare, Rufus words echoing through his memory. At first he thought he was in a darkened room until he realized there was a blindfold over his eyes. And there was a cold reality sinking in that he had stripped from his clothing with underwear that most definitely wasn’t his. The feel of soft velvet gently brushed against his knees when he shifted, finding it unsettling that his ankles were bound apart. The tight panties, the sensual cloth below him and the precarious placement of his restraints, it all began to panic him a little bit. Cloud tested the restraints keeping his arms bound upward, first he pulled, then tried tugging. He tried slipping his hands through the restrains, but with all his flexing and pulling he couldn’t get it to budge an inch. When he realized it was fruitless, Cloud stilled himself straining his ears to listen to his surroundings.
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Post by Behax on Mar 16, 2021 14:48:07 GMT
While waiting for his new pet project to wake up, Rufus had had him attended to. Once he was secure he set about finding out just who he had chained up in his bedroom. For instance was the man really a SOLDIER? Using facial recognition to search for his identity was easy, easier than even Rufus imagined. He was surprised when the face of a young, blonde ShinRa infantryman popped up on his screen, a boy barely more than 16 at the time, straight from the ShinRa records. So...Not a SOLDIER then. At least never officially.
From there Rufus learned of how Cloud Strife had been sent to Nibelhime with First Class SOLDIERs Sephiroth and Zack Fair. Interesting. So the poor man had been involved in that incident? He couldn’t decide whether the younger man had been lucky or unlucky to survive such an ordeal. Well...Considering that he’d ended up an object to Hojo’s experiments and was now restrained in Rufus’ bedroom, he supposed the young man was decidedly unlucky.
Why the lie then? Though considering the records he found, it was likely Cloud’s mind was not entirely sound...Or even his own. Forgetting what he had been put through and replacing it with false memories and persona in order to survive wouldn’t be too surprising.
Stripping that away and rebuilding Cloud as someone else, that could be an even more interesting endeavour.
Rufus was soon pulled from his thoughts by the sound of chains rattling and clicking together, he looked up from his desk with a smug smile as he watched Cloud try to wrestle himself free. He stood up, the leather of his chair creaking as he did. Quietly he strode across the room, moving from the sleek polished wood floor of his personal office space, to the carpeted section that made up the adjoining bedroom. His footsteps near soundless.
The first clue Cloud really had to how close his captor was, was the way the bed moved under the new weight as Rufus knelt down on one knee, reaching across to take Cloud’s chin in hand, and tilt his face upwards.
“Finally awake are we?” He asked rhetorically in a voice that was filled with smooth, reassured confidence.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 16, 2021 18:57:11 GMT
A sound startled him. The creak of the leather chair alerted him he wasn’t alone in the room and only when Rufus knelt did he realize the soft padding under his knees was a bed. His lips pulled into a tight scowl as his stomach overturned with the implications of his situation. A shiver went down his spine as Rufus cupped his chin and tilted it upward.
“Finally awake are we?”
“Rufus.” Cloud tried to pull away but there was no where to go. “What is this?” Blindfolded he gestured to his bondage with what movement he had. “I thought the Honey Bee Hotel was destroyed when you dropped the plate on it?” Cloud played off his fear with the cocky attitude he had constructed from his memory of Zack without even remembering his existence.
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Post by Behax on Mar 16, 2021 21:07:20 GMT
When he felt Cloud try to pull away, Rufus tightened his grip on his chin ever so little. A silent threat that he could grip tighter, be harsher, if he wished to. He was going to retort when Cloud made his comment about the HoneyBee.
Rufus blinked.
“Your memory must be worse than I was anticipating. The HoneyBee is in Sector 6’s wall market, not Sector 7. Also I didn’t drop the Sector 7 plate, my late father did. Though I have to admit for a man so content to try and control the world with money, it was a particularly ruthless manoeuvre. Though not particularly efficient,” Rufus explained.
He and his father hardly got along. Well...Rufus had been trying to assassinate him for years, a little vexing to say the least. All that money plugged into AVALANCHE, just for Sephiroth to put a sword through him. Though that was unexpected and possibly something Rufus should worry about. But another time.
“But no, I suppose to put your mind at ease, you are in no such place. In fact you are inside my private quarters inside the ShinRa building. It was quick work to make the room more...suitable to my needs.” You could almost hear the smugness in his voice.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 16, 2021 21:40:18 GMT
The blindfold hid the confusion on his face from his mistake about the location of the hotel, quickly rationalizing it as being unfamiliar with Midgar. Well at least he knew roughly where he was now, not that it made him feel any better. But it was something else that Rufus had said. A memory worse than anticipated? He brushed it aside for the moment although there was concern that something was wrong with him.
“Where are my friends?” Cloud asked trying to change the subject of Rufus unnamed but obvious needs.
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Post by Behax on Mar 16, 2021 22:09:41 GMT
The smirk on Rufus’ face only grew deeper when Cloud asked where his friends were, as if he was in any position to be asking anything. Amusing.
“I’ll give you one for free, though the answer shouldn’t surprise you. The Ancient girl, is back in our custody. As for the others…” Rufus sensed an opportunity to force Cloud into cooperation. It would be interesting to find out just what Cloud was willing to put himself through to find out what happened to the rest of his friends. Though doubtless he would already have his suspicions. After that well...It would be interesting to find out just how much further Cloud might degrade himself to keep them from harm.
Rufus let go of Cloud’s chin, his hand instead sliding around the younger man’s neck, before starting to travel lower.
“Well I suppose what I tell you will depend on how well you behave.”
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Post by Grimm on Mar 16, 2021 23:28:18 GMT
Cloud processed what Rufus said unsure weather to believe him or not but the thought was interrupted when Rufus’ hand began to travel down from his chin to his neck. It was then he noticed the bandage around his neck trying to recall if he had been injured, but when the hand kept going Cloud stiffened.
“I don’t believe you.” His heart was starting to beat a little faster the more dire he realized the situation might be. If Rufus really did have his friends, how could he possible save them. He needed to know for certain, even if he was in no position to demand things. “I don’t believe you at all.” He wanted to deny what was most certainly the truth, he failed to protect them.
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Post by Behax on Mar 17, 2021 0:32:08 GMT
Rufus smiled to himself at the way Cloud stiffened under his touch. Good. It amused him when Cloud said he didn’t believe him, but he could hear the way the younger man’s voice wavered ever so slightly. Well he was a liar, when the situation called for it.
As his hand travelled down to Cloud’s collar bone, he began to pull away. As he moved, his hand dragged slowly across Cloud’s chest. Fingers ever so lightly ghosting over one of his nipples. The way the bed shifted, suggested that rather than leaving Rufus was merely shifting around. Moving to settle behind Cloud instead.
Briefly his hands left Cloud’s skin completely, but if he expected any kind of reprieve, he was mistaken. Rufus ran his hands torturously slowly up Cloud’s sides, observing for any kind of reaction, before leaning in, his mouth right next to one of Cloud’s ears as he practically whispered-
“Why would I need to lie?” His breath fanning over Cloud’s ear as he spoke.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 17, 2021 3:39:42 GMT
The disappearance and reappearance of Rufus touch startled him and he flinched ever so slightly, the word “don’t” hidden in the startled exhale. He swallowed hard with his captors lips to his ear and another shutter with the breath against his skin. Cloud’s plump lips to pulled further into a scowl. “What are you planning to do with me? I’m SOLDIER not some boy toy of yours.” He tried to sound confident and unafraid of the man behind him but the truth was his heart was pounding.
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Post by Behax on Mar 17, 2021 14:20:03 GMT
The shudder made Rufus smile, Cloud might have even been able to feel the subtle tug at the man’s lips with them so close to his ear.
“I’m SOLDIER not some boy toy of yours.”
“Are you so sure about that?” Rufus mused, still right next to Cloud’s ear, running his hands slowly up and down Cloud’s sides, feeling the ridges of muscles and ribs. Well he did have muscle at least, but perhaps not as much as one would expect a SOLDIER to have. But then if the reports Rufus had dug up were to be believed Cloud and Zack had only escaped from the Nibelhime lab 6 months ago.
Really when you thought about it, this young man had already been violated in ways so much more insidious than what Rufus was planning to do. He had to wonder how much of Cloud’s personality and memories his broken mind had stitched together were really his? Certainly on the surface he seemed to be missing or at least repressing a rather large section of them.
“Besides as I told you before, being a SOLDIER means that I own you.” Though this would be the first time he took that idea so...literally.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 17, 2021 18:16:36 GMT
Cloud tried to conceal the squirming Rufus’ warm hands caused by gliding up and down over his torso. His body while not overly muscular, Cloud was lean and defined. There was a slender vertical scar on his front and back showing wear he had been skewered by Sephiroth’s sword, but Hojo had done a good job healing it up in his lab.
Concern grew with his captor’s musing about his memory again. Rufus seemed to know something about him he didn’t. The edges of his lips quivered as he reflected back on the things that had happened in the past few months. The pieces of fragmented memory, Cloud had reconstructed himself as he spent time with AVALANCHE but reuniting with Tifa had made him start to question the confidence of his answer. And then there had been the strange voices and occurrences that only Cloud was privy to.
“I’m...” Cloud wanted to retort but there was this deep feeling that he was in fact a fraud. “You don’t...own me.” It was a little harder to mask his uneasiness now. Sex, even physical touch hadn’t been something that Cloud had a lot of experience with, evident in the way the chains clinked when Rufus fingers brushed over a particular ticklish spot on his side. The breath still against his lobe he tried to push Rufus away by rolling his shoulders forward and leaning his head away as far as he could.
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Post by Behax on Mar 17, 2021 19:05:06 GMT
That uneasiness was exactly what Rufus wanted, a crack in Cloud’s facade he could pry open. How much could he break him by revealing everything he knew right then? Well it might be interesting to watch, but there was more to be had he thought in slowly chipping away at Cloud over time. He wanted to break him down and rebuild him bit by bit, not make him totally useless. He also wanted him to care about what was happening to him, and he couldn’t do that if he fell into a pit of complete despair.
Rufus let out a quiet hum of approval when Cloud couldn’t hide his reaction to feeling Rufus’ hands glide over a ticklish area. Good.
“I’m not so sure about that either, all evidence points to the contrary.”
He was about to run his hands over Cloud’s chest when the younger man tried to throw him off with a roll of his shoulders. It did force Rufus to pull away, to observe and see if he tried anything else, but he was back moments later.
“Good,” he praised right into Cloud’s ear. He wouldn’t get any enjoyment out of taking Cloud apart if he wasn’t going to put up a fight. There would be no satisfaction in it.
His hands slid their way up to CLoud’s chest, feeling him up, toying with his nipples before sharply pinching them.
“I think you would look good with a pair of gold rings...Maybe with a nice chain to connect them.”
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Post by Grimm on Mar 17, 2021 21:46:42 GMT
The return of his captor’s touch and Cloud squeezed closed his eyes under the blindfold, again the chains jostled at his helplessly bound limbs. The sensual tease of his nipples caused him to stiffen and a surprised gasp tore through his throat when Rufus pinched them.
“Don’t....you can’t..” Cloud stammered at the mention of piercing his nipples. It was certainly something Cloud had no desire to do or to allow someone to do to him. Cloud tried again to shift free from Rufus’ clutches, but his bound ankles made it impossible to shift too far without bumping into other parts of Rufus. “Don’t touch me.”
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Post by Behax on Mar 17, 2021 22:20:08 GMT
Reno has always accused him of having a sadistic streak...Rufus supposed he could finally see the young Turks’ point. He was probably having a little too much fun making the young man squirm in his grip.
He blinked when Cloud told him he couldn’t do what he was proposing, and continued to try and assert any kind of boundary.
“I don’t see how you are in any position to actually stop me,” he half teased. “Do you think Reno might know someone to do it? He seems the type that would?” Now he was just trying to rile Cloud up and get further reactions from him.
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