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Post by Grimm on Mar 21, 2021 12:36:05 GMT
A sensual moan was allowed its full range as Rufus gripped his cock. Eagerly he thrust into his captors hand but he couldn’t finish. Rufus words shuttered down his spine and Clouds lips whispered the word yes. It hadn’t been on purpose but it felt so good to have something to press into. It didn’t matter that as he rocked his hips that he was rubbing against Rufus cock.
“I want,” Cloud moaned trying to stop himself from asking Rufus for anything. But his body was begging and the words were trying for against his will. “No.” He told himself although his body kept grinding away.
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Post by Behax on Mar 21, 2021 13:11:38 GMT
It was the conflict that aroused Rufus most. Cloud’s struggle against the pleasure of his body, and the torment of his mind, turned him on more than the friction against his cock as Cloud rocked back and forth. Not that it stopped Rufus from thrusting forward every time Cloud thrust backwards.
Rufus began to move his hand in rhythm with Cloud’s thrusts, making sure to rub his thumb over that sensitive leaking tip. Driving Cloud’s body mad with pleasure and a need to release as it was kept on a perpetually building edge.
“What do you want, Cloud?” He asked, his voice starting to lose its smooth edge as Rufus found his own pleasure climbing. Pre-cum leaking from his cock and smearing over Cloud’s lower back as he continued to thrust back and forth along the crack of Cloud’s ass.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 21, 2021 13:55:40 GMT
His conflict was verbal, moaning interrupted by pains of denial. Cloud was starting to melt into Rufus’ expert touch, the constant vibration around his engorged cock was driving him mad. “I want,” he began again “I need,” he corrected himself before growing silent again. Focusing on trying harder to release without Rufus help. One more thrust, one more…just one more…
But it was clear Rufus did have the power to grant him sweet release. There was a long pause where Cloud made no other noise, the conflict turning inward as he was about to crumble to Rufus. There was an even more defeated cry when he did and Cloud mouthed the words first, his lips trembling with the implications. “I want to cum,” He repeated a little louder. “I need to…let me…” He panted a little louder, hoping that would satisfy his captor.
Into his hand, harder and more forceful he thrust until the words slipped out clear as day. “Let me cum, Rufus, please.”
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Post by Behax on Mar 21, 2021 14:24:21 GMT
Rufus waited, he was patient. After all he was going to achieve his own climax irrespective of whether Cloud got to have one. Part of him had hoped that maybe Cloud would remain stubborn, and he could leave him there trapped and aching for release.
However he kept his promises, (well some of them), but he knew keeping this one was important. It would set a precedent in Cloud’s mind. If he begged, if he pleaded, if he degraded himself, maybe he could get what he wanted. If he gave in.
Still Rufus didn’t give Cloud what he wanted, what he needed right away. The desperation in his voice was like music in Rufus’ ears.
“please.”
Rufus smiled against Cloud’s skin. There it was.
He didn’t act right away, he let Cloud hang on that hook a little longer, feeling his desperate thrusts into his hand as Cloud desperately yo get release on his own. Listened to the sound of those panted breaths, mixed with both pleasure and agony.
“Good boy.” Dehumanising words whispered right into Cloud’s ear.
Rufus slipped his hand down to where the ring was still vibrating at the base of Cloud’s cock, and began to slip it off, agonisingly slowly. It continued to buzz away as Rufus slipped it up Cloud’s shaft. At the same time Rufus’ other hand slipped down to grip where the ring had just been, preventing Cloud from coming right away.
For an agonising moment Rufus let the ring buzz against the head of Cloud’s cock, as he let go to reach for his phone. With one hand he sent instructions to the ring to stop vibrating, and also expand so he could slip it off over the head of Cloud’s cock.
Once Cloud was free of the device, Rufus began to stroke his oversensitive cock with the hand he’d wrapped around the base.
“Go on then, come for me.”
Words whispered in Cloud’s ear, as Rufus’ hand slowly stroked up his shaft, his grip softening as he finally released the pressure denying Cloud his orgasm.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 21, 2021 14:59:11 GMT
At first Cloud thought Rufus had lied to him, the agony ticking by slowly before Rufus acknowledged his request in his ear. Pleasurable and painful gasp ripped from his throat as Rufus slowly pulled the vibrating ring up the shaft of his cock. With the ring sitting just behind the head of his cock was just too much and Cloud bucked at it wildly until Rufus finally slipped it off.
His cock was buzzing with the phantom vibrations he had felt, but the sensations and pressure holding him back were not so over stimulating now.
With Rufus’ permission Cloud came. His release left his body with a shutter of overwhelming pleasure, a frustrated groan turned into satisfying cries of ecstasy as his orgasm seemed to continue on forever. Pulsing and throbbing it’s built up contents. Every glistening muscle is Cloud’s body was tight and tense, his toes curling with a cluster of climaxes.
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Post by Behax on Mar 21, 2021 15:23:22 GMT
Rufus continued to stroke Cloud through his orgasm, pumping his cock as he ejaculated, sullying the bed covers with cum, and even getting some of it on the panties bunched up around his thighs. He drank down those cries of bliss, and continued to stroke Cloud until he was sure the younger man had nothing left to give. Letting go of his cock, Rufus wiped his hand off on the skin of Cloud’s thigh, before both his hands returned to grip Cloud by the hips.
His own cock dripping pre-cum on Cloud’s back, Rufus continued to thrust along the cleft of Cloud’s ass. His thrusts hard, and his grip almost bruising as he chased his own orgasm while Cloud came down from his. He grunted and moaned next to Cloud’s ear as his own pleasure built.
Eventually Rufus came with a hard thrust, and a pleasured moan that was more akin to a sigh. He lent back as he rode out his pleasure, each hard thrust spraying Cloud’s back with ropes of cum. When he was spent, Rufus lent forward again, resting his forehead against Cloud’s shoulder as he waited for his breaths to calm.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 21, 2021 18:36:50 GMT
His moans of pleasure slowly quieted his mind calming enough to realize what he had said. As Rufus rutting against his cheeks, there came this kind of disparaging acceptance letting his body rest as his captor used it to finish. Cloud let his weight rest of his wrists restraints, his heart still galloping from climax, his lips pulled in a tight frown.
As Rufus rested against him, Cloud could only hope it was over. His chest still heaved with a single sob knowing all to well it wasn’t.
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Post by Behax on Mar 21, 2021 19:02:50 GMT
For a long moment Rufus just rested there getting his breath back, waiting for the pleasure to dissipate. Eventually he pulled away, surveyed his hand work. He reached down for his phone, and pulled back enough to take another picture of the mess he’d made on Cloud’s back.
The brief thought that he could probably sell such pictures crossed his mind. He put that thought away for later. He was sure someone would pay for something like that.
“Was that really so hard?” Rufus asked, his voice with a mocking edge to it.
He’d managed to get Cloud to beg to be allowed to climax, he was sure he could get him to beg to be fucked too. He didn’t doubt it would take longer, that he would have to break him down, make him believe it was all he was good for. He wanted Cloud to genuinely want it, to desperately need it, and to enjoy it. But the fight of getting him there was going to be half the fun.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 22, 2021 15:18:21 GMT
He didn’t answer Rufus’ tease as the cum on his back slowly creeped down, the red marks on his hips were Rufus had grabbed him. His abused cock resting against the underwear.
With Rufus no longer resting against him, Cloud fought to get his resolve back. He had been so confident and arrogant about himself, his skills, the things he had accomplished. And now he was a filthy mess, humiliated and used by his enemy.
Maybe he didn’t belong in SOLDIER after all. Something felt like he had had that thought before.
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Post by Behax on Mar 22, 2021 17:19:19 GMT
While Cloud stewed in his humiliation, Rufus slipped off the bed and walked into an adjoining bathroom. He filled the sink with hot water before grabbing a washcloth and giving himself a quick wash down. Afterwards he filled a bowl and carried it to the bedroom, placing it on a bedside table before dunking the cloth into the warm water. He rung it out before reaching over to start cleaning the mess off of Cloud’s back.
Really he would have been content to leave Cloud like that, but a little aftercare, a little kindness would help him later more than hinder him. Besides if he left it...It would be harder to clean up in the morning.
He was slow and almost sensual as he ran the cloth up and down Cloud’s back. He dunked it back in the water, and rung it out again before slowly running it between Cloud’s butt cheeks, and then under each buttock, down the backs of his thighs, then between them. Knowingly cupping and teasing Cloud’s balls before withdrawing his touch again.
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Post by Grimm on Mar 22, 2021 18:15:16 GMT
The blindfold was both a blessing and curse. While it hid the emotion in his eyes he was sure he couldn’t hide, it also made everything much more frightening. Cloud flinched every time a touch came, the warm cloth felt good as it cleaned away the sticky mess on his back. He tensed up when it came to clean more delicate areas. His body was shaking from the foreign exertion, his leg and arm muscles burned.
There came the pain in his head once again and Cloud welcomed it to take him from this place if not for a little while. He grunted under the discomfort and pain until to episode finally passed. Whatever was happening to him, he didn’t need to add that to the mix the hallucinations and voices in his current situation.
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Post by Behax on Mar 23, 2021 15:14:40 GMT
While Rufus knew things were not right with the younger man, he didn’t have any context for the grunt of pain and discomfort he made. He didn’t know about the headaches and hallucinations Cloud had been having, though if he did he wouldn’t be surprised.
He finished cleaning Cloud up, and considered just how harsh he wanted to be. Did he leave Cloud like this all night? Or did he at least allow him to rest in a more comfortable position? After some silent thought he walked back to the chains on the wall, and this time slowly let Cloud’s arms down. He had little reason to think Cloud was in any state to be a threat to him right in that moment. Still he worked quickly, just in case the man somehow managed to muster some strength and resolve.
He unhooked the restraints on Cloud’s wrists from the chains that previously held him upright. Rufus pushed Cloud forward so he was bent over, face now against the sheets, and pulled each of his arms behind his back. Rufus hooked and fastened the two cuffs together so that Cloud’s arms were still restrained. At least now he wasn’t being forced to support his weight on his arms.
“Even bent over like this, you sure are something to look at,” Rufus teased, leaning in, before pulling back.
Now the question was, did he leave Cloud here, or did he take him back to his actual bedroom. Did he risk having the blond sleeping in his own bed with him, or leave him tied to the bed, but in a more comfortable position?
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Post by Grimm on Mar 24, 2021 14:38:58 GMT
Cloud was in no condition to try anything, his resolve and confidence were in pieces along with suffering from his unknown condition. He didn’t have the energy, didn’t have anyone counting on him but himself....and although he was an arrogant and cocky individual that was just a mask...
He allowed himself to surrender to Rufus replacement of his limbs. It was humiliating to be bent over in such a fashion but he needed to rest. The pain in his head began again, stronger this time and Cloud let it take him to nightmarish world the word ‘reunion’ falling just short of his lips before he fell completely unconscious.
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Post by Behax on Apr 14, 2021 15:58:00 GMT
For a moment Rufus thought he heard Cloud say something, but hadn’t been able to make out what it was. It was however a little disappointing that he’d passed out so early in the fun. Perhaps the psychological damage had been a bit much for the younger man to bear? Well Rufus would just have to find another way to have fun with Cloud in the meantime.
Rufus left Cloud’s arms restrained behind his back, but instead released his legs from their restraints, and laid him out on his back. He stood over him on the bed, his feet either side of Cloud’s hips, and decided to take some more pictures. He made sure to catch the soiled panties in the shot. After a while he stripped Cloud of even those.
He knelt down between Cloud’s legs, and pulled him closer, hooking Cloud’s legs over his hips, he smirked rutting a little against the unconscious blonde. A thought occurred to him, and he wondered if he could get Cloud off while he was unconscious. Taking pictures, or even a video of that and making Cloud look at them later could be fun. So Rufus wrapped his fingers back around Cloud’s flaccid cock, and began to slowly stroke him from the base right to the tip and back again.
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Post by Grimm on Apr 14, 2021 19:13:22 GMT
Had his body and mind not been so exhausted from his ordeal, Cloud would have most likely woken up when Rufus had repositioned him. But the young man did not wake up, leaving himself open and vulnerable to his captors every whim. His body shuttered at the first stroke, while unconscious mind tried making sense of the sensation. A slew of shifting faces as if his mind was trying to find the right one, a friendly pleasant face. Aerith and Tifa had been the first faces that his mind used to make Rufus’ slow strokes arousing in context. But his mind couldn’t hold on to their faces, instead another face came to mind.
Familiar and yet he couldn’t remember the name of the young black haired man that was fondling him in the storage room of a Shinra gym. And yet he welcomed the intimate moments from his familiar stranger, his cock growing hard the more strokes he felt around the length of his cock.
His hips rolled into the stroke an unrestricted moan escaping his sleeping lips.
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