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Post by Behax on Jun 16, 2021 20:27:33 GMT
Rufus watched, bemused at the way Cloud’s expression shifted under the blindfold, enticing him to get a better look. Still stroking Cloud’s cock, he lent forward and carefully slipped the blindfold off with his free hand. Cloud really did have a pretty face, even more so watching the way it changed with feelings of pleasure.
Rufus leant back and reached for his phone yet again. This time putting in commands for some small camera drones, no bigger than a tennis ball, to come floating up. Both set to film and record Cloud’s moments of vulnerability and violation.
He smiled to himself at the way he felt Cloud growing hard in his grip.
“Good boy,” he mouthed. His grip growing more firm, and his strokes increasing slowly in pace. Every now and then he rubbed and teased the tip of Cloud’s cock, trying to see what sounds he could pull from the younger man.
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Post by Grimm on Jun 17, 2021 2:15:05 GMT
His expression unguarded, Cloud’s blonde brows quivered under Rufus’ touch. Plump lips broke and parted with each gasp and moan. Even the slightest brush from Rufus’ fingers over the tender tip of his cock could pull the soft notes of pleasure from an otherwise stoic countenance.
The more Rufus wanted, the more an unconscious Cloud gave. His body wantonly seeking out each stroke and tease from his captor. Each vulnerable expression, every sensual breath bared open and for the drones to capture.
In his dream or perhaps a memory, he was enthusiastically receiving service from the black haired stranger. Behind it all was his name, so close to the tip of his tongue. He was safe with this man but the name just wasn’t there, but with each rise and fall of his chest it was growing nearer.
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Post by Behax on Mar 24, 2024 0:46:16 GMT
It was interesting to Rufus how much more co-operative Cloud was while unconscious, he’d at least expected a scowl or other expression of discomfort as his unconscious body was violated and molested. Perhaps he was having a good dream? Rufus snorted, the dream might be good, but Cloud would undoubtedly awake to a nightmare once he realised what had happened.
As he continued to stroke Cloud’s cock Rufus wondered how many times he could get Cloud to cum before his orgasms began to run dry. How long until his body was so exhausted the pleasure became painful?
He watched the way Cloud’s lips twitched, moving to form a name he couldn’t remember. If Rufus told him the name he was trying to say, would Cloud hear him? For Rufus had no doubts that the name was ‘Zack’. The two had been somewhat close from the files he’d read. But were they this close? Or was that simply a wet dream Cloud had had? A crush he’d been nurturing before that unfortunate day in Nibelhime?
Rufus smirked at the thought. So many ways to play with a break his new toy.
“That’s it Cloud, let yourself feel good.” He encouraged.
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Post by Grimm it’s me on Mar 24, 2024 5:36:34 GMT
The dream was indeed good, free from the inhibitions that came with reality. Unguarded whimpers and moans bled from his bandaged throat as Rufus toyed with him. The tip of his cock beaded with slick anticipation rolling gently into Rufus palm.
He heard his name, heard the permission to let himself feel good. And for a moment he eagerly complied. “Za—-“ he began to moan but something was turning in the back of his mind. That wasn’t his voice. Cloud look to the the stranger, his hair turning from black to silver in the dream. For a brief moment Cloud felt fear that it was Sephiroth but the hair length wasn’t right. The specter looked at him ‘good boy’ echoing over his lips. “..rufus..” His captors name broke his lips with a confused whimper. Why was he dreaming of that man? Why did it matter? It felt so good and this was just a dream, a scandalous dream. A louder moan rumbled in his chest, loud enough to start to wake him. He awoke to the throb of his cock pulsating just on the edge of climax under Rufus touch, still half asleep he pressed himself into what ever Rufus had to offer, just one more stroke, one more tease. And when he reached it, Clouds mako-eyes fluttered open with a moan. Now free of the blindfold he could see the room and the nature of his restraints, and the reason for his sensual dream. The trail of cum across his chest leading back to Rufus’ purchase around his throbbing cock. He groaned squeezing his eyes tightly closed, this wasn’t a dream.
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Post by Behax on Mar 24, 2024 19:00:40 GMT
Rufus smirked with satisfaction at the way Cloud freely moaned and whimpered from the pleasure, sure that the younger man would be horrified when he woke. His smile only deepened when he heard Cloud about to utter Zack’s name. Certainly the young man had feelings for his former friend...assuming that's all they had been.
He was however caught by surprise when Cloud whimpered his name instead.
“Well that was unexpected” he muttered to himself, feeling at least a little pleased with himself. As a reward he gave Cloud’s cock a squeeze as he desperately thrust into his hand, stroking him in rhythm to the trusts he was making. Each thrust edging Cloud towards another climax. He watched the way the other blond’s eyes fluttered open.
They really were a stunning colour, a colour you could only get through Mako infusion. What Cloud would be able to see with the blindfold removed was a cocksure smirk, and not a hair out of place on Rufus’ head despite their activities.
He chuckled darkly at the way Cloud closed his eyes upon realisation of his situation.
“Now now, don’t be like that, not when you were so eagerly enjoying yourself.” He teased.
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Post by Grimm me on Mar 24, 2024 20:37:40 GMT
Rufus voice mocked him and it pulled Cloud’s once plump moaning lips into a scowling frown and he did his best to turn his face away. Shame was spreading across his facial features, trying not to react to Rufus’ continued quest to drain him of cum, which was still dripping from the tip of his cock. A sound swelled up in Clouds chest at the swirl of emotions crashing together in his mind. The shame of this turned to anger at his helplessness, was he really so helpless. Cloud locked eyes with Rufus, that triumphant grin of his pissing him off and he began to fight his restrains. When it was getting him no where desperation began to swallow him up. The brilliant green almost seemed to glow as Cloud put all his strength into breaking his arm restraints. The metal began to groan as the weakest link began to give but not before Cloud was out of strength. He gave up letting himself go still his chest heaving from the exertions.
“Why?” Cloud asked “why are doing this? What do you want from me?”
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Post by Behax on Mar 24, 2024 20:55:34 GMT
Watching the way Cloud’s expression shifted from pleasure to a scowl, to shame and then to anger only brought Rufus more satisfaction. He didn’t even blink as Cloud locked eyes with him, his own eyes a cold blue. He felt a moment of....well not fear, but perhaps concern? (Though it didn’t show on his features,) as he heard the groan of the metal in Cloud’s restraints. Perhaps he should invest in something stronger? He was internally relieved when Cloud’s strength gave out before the restraints did.
“Why?” he repeated, letting go of Cloud’s cock he lent forward, one hand bracing himself against the bed, the other going to the blond’s chin, caressing him oh too gently and sensually. “I thought we had already covered this? Because I want to, because I can. I take what I want and I've decided I want you.”
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Post by Grimmmmm on Mar 25, 2024 3:10:33 GMT
Being at Rufus mercy was terrifying but he relished in the reprieve his cock even if that meant he had to gaze into the glacier blue eyes of his enemy trying to show defiance. It was a shallow defiance, built on a character Cloud had constructed out of false memories. In reality he was stubborn, but he was no Soldier, just another grunt with failed aspirations.
He pulled on his restraints once again with no avail. He really was helpless. Was no one going to stop Rufus and save him? Where was everyone? Not that he wanted them to barge in a rescue him looking like this. His bottom lip quiver in realization that perhaps no one was coming to save him.
“At least put the blindfold back on so I don’t have to see your stupid face.” Cloud frowned turning his eyes away from Rufus. He tried to harness the indifference to hide the fear he felt. Lingering experiences of hojos lab still haunted him even if the memories were missing.
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Post by Behax on Mar 25, 2024 7:22:25 GMT
Rufus was stubborn, pig-headed even, Cloud’s hollow defiance and bravado was not going to phase him in the slightest. He was at least enjoying the show of it, along with the desperate attempts to free himself. Cloud’s weak insult drew another smirk from Rufus. He was going to have to try a lot better than that to get under the new president’s skin.
“Is that truly the best you can muster?” He asked, his gentle caress of Cloud’s chin turning to a tight grip as he forced the younger man to look back at him. He’d been called worse, much worse. “But if you’d really prefer to not see, that can be arranged...” The implication was clear, Rufus had no qualms about putting Cloud at a further disadvantage by taking his ability to see away again.
Finally, he let go of Cloud’s face and pulled back. He sat back, still between Cloud’s legs and seemed contemplative. He could keep going...keep pushing his new toy, or he could take his time, he was in no rush after all. He had to wonder how much fire Cloud could get back after a nights rest...Not necessarily *good* rest mind. He doubted Cloud could sleep well given the circumstances.
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Post by Grimmma on Mar 25, 2024 19:31:40 GMT
There was a hint of disbelief in Cloud’s eyes, lips tightening into even more of a scowl. Had that been a threat that he would blind him? Would Rufus be that cruel? Although he made the comment, having the blindfold back on would be a hinderance. If no one was coming to save him, (why would they - he was just a merc for hire) he would have to wait for an opportunity to escape himself. He would have to endure and survive whatever Rufus had planned for him until then and try to keep his wits about him.
“Let me out of these restraints and I’ll show you what I can muster.” Cloud growled tugging on the restraints in vain once again. Earlier he had heard the metal groaning under his attempt but he would have to try again once he recovered his strength. Perhaps if he weakened it gradually he could bust out of here once Rufus had lost interest in him for the night. His body was tired, fatigued from the exertion and stress of his situation. His muscled body trembled uncontrollably with exhaustion causing the tendrils of blond hair shake with him. Even with his strength gone he wanted to hurt Rufus, to wipe that smug grin off his face. He thought about head butting him but the grip on his chin was to strong. He thought about spitting, but his mouth was too dry to gather any. The cum on his chest and stomach was slowly sliding down the ripples of his defined muscles and it caused him to squirm as it tickled his side.
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Post by Behax on Mar 25, 2024 20:28:20 GMT
Rufus didn’t even consider that Cloud had taken his threat so literally, he simply meant that he would happily return the blindfold if Cloud wanted.
“Let me out of these restraints and I’ll show you what I can muster.”
“No....No I don’t think I will. Victorious as I may have been, I have no intention of a rematch.” It had been a hard won fight for Rufus, smug as he was he wasn’t going to claim it had been easy to best Cloud, far from it. And if he’d been a real first class SOLDIER, Rufus was certain the story would have been much different.
For a moment Rufus continued to watch him. If Cloud had spat at him, well....there would have certainly been repercussions for that. Eventually Rufus leaned back over to where he’d left the cloth he’d used to clean Cloud earlier and used it to wipe away the cum currently staining his chest. Then he pulled away completely, even leaving the bed. He threw the cloth into a dirty clothes bin and then left the bedroom area completely.
If Cloud watched where Rufus was going he would (likely to his horror) realise that this particular bed chamber was directly joined to an open office area with no walls or doors to separate the two, and that the ‘wall’ of the office was in fact floor to ceiling windows currently looking out onto the night sky and the city below. For an all too brief moment Rufus did actually leave Cloud’s line of sight, but it wasn’t long before he was back again. His trousers zipped back up and holding a couple of things in his hands.
“Now I’d like to believe that you’d behave in my absence, but I very much doubt it.” After all Cloud had no reason to, not yet, he wasn’t properly trained after all. He climbed back onto the bed and unceremoniously flipped Cloud back onto his front. He placed a knee right in the middle of his back applying enough pressure to easily keep the other man pinned to the bed. He tutted at the damage Cloud had already done to the current restraints he was wearing.
“Well clearly...those aren’t going to cut it.” He took both of Cloud’s hands in one of his own, holding them almost bruisingly tight and as swift as he could exchanged the cuffs Cloud wore for something much more heavy duty. The cuffs he now wore bound his arms tightly together behind his back. 5 inches of heavy reinforced metal starting at the wrists. It wasn’t sexy, but it was functional. Rufus then shifted his weight and cuffed something that was similarly heavy to one of Cloud’s ankles, and instead of a chain, a reinforced thick cord attached it to a metal ring which was cemented into the floor.
Rufus then got off him completely, and once again left the bed. “There…I think that *should* keep you in place.”
The cord was long enough that Cloud could leave the bed and walk around, but not far, 20-30 feet at most from the point where the cord was secured.
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Post by Grimmmmeea on Mar 25, 2024 23:56:52 GMT
Cloud naturally relaxed when Rufus moved away from him. The screaming ache of his joints and muscles made him realize just how tense he had been the entire time. But it seems like it was over for now. He almost let out a sigh of relief if it wasn’t for the new awareness’s of his surroundings. He took a double look at the liminal space, hardly the private dungeon cell he thought he had been locked away in. Oddly he felt another layer of his dignity peel away, nude and in his predicament for what felt like all the world to see. He strained the restraints again in Rufus absence to no avail. “-fuck. Fuck!” He cursed quietly to himself.
He readied himself when Rufus started his approach and although he tried to be difficult Rufus was easily able to manhandle him into his new restraints. With a knee in his back Rufus made it difficult for him to breathe face down in the soft bedding and he could only grunt at the grip on his hands making it impossible to pull them apart. The thick reinforced shackles were heavy and cumbersome, the hard edges biting into his back.
When Rufus got off of him he took big unrestrained breaths. “You might want to lay off the snacks, you’re really heavy.” Cloud’s insults were more about making himself feel better than seriously thinking he would get under Rufus skin. For now he remained where he was resting in the slight modest laying face down for him.
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Post by Behax on Mar 26, 2024 14:36:25 GMT
”Cute” Rufus said in response to Cloud’s weak insult. “Clearly no one told you that muscle weighs more than fat,” he added amused. It was childish to raise to the bait but he just couldn’t help himself in this instance.
He stepped away from the bed, and just as he was turning his back on Cloud he seemed to remember something. “Oh, before I forget.” He took out his phone and pressed a button, seconds later the blue light of a barrier buzzed into existence. “Extra security. Good night, Cloud.” He smirked as he walked away. He had his own separate bedroom to return to, not stupid enough to share his own bed with Cloud. Not yet anyway. One day he’d like to fall asleep with his face buried in that blond hair, and his cock buried in his ass, but well…one step at a time.
Though Cloud had no way to fully measure the time, he could at least make an educated guess based on the colour of the sky outside, (even with all the light pollution.) It was dark enough to indicate that sunrise was still a ways off, and this time Rufus didn’t come back so had clearly left for the rest of the night.
At the very least Cloud's new prison cell was heated, so he didn’t have to worry about freezing in his skin.
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Post by Grimmmmmemememe on Mar 26, 2024 19:24:21 GMT
“Must be that fat head of yours.” Cloud retorted childishly as he watched Rufus as he drifted around the space in his preparation to leave. He had no intention of behaving or staying put, even with the extra security. But he remained resting in place for awhile until after Rufus left.
Without the aid of his hands he wrestled himself until he was upright on his knees and tried again to break the restraints. The edges of the restraints cut into his wrists as he tried to pull them apart to no avail. He tried over and over, his attempt growing more desperate than the last. With a last serious attempt at breaking his restrains failing miserably, Cloud now totally alone he let out a loud cry of frustration and desolation. The helplessness burned in his chest and he yelled again to get it out. When he had gotten through the thick emotion he quieted himself. The hum of the security barrier quickly became the loudest thing in the room as Cloud sat silently nude and processed what had happened to him.
The silence sunk in and Cloud leaned over and collapsed onto his side, the soft bed cradling his form. With his arms restrained behind him, he pulled his knees up in a type of fetal position and stared out the large window to the world beyond it. He tried to sleep, but his situation made it difficult. Surely when he woke he would realize it was nightmare…although he didn’t mind the soft bed and the comfortable temperature at which the office was kept. For the rest of the night he drifted in and out of sleep until just before dawn when he finally fell into a deep sleep.
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Post by Behax on Mar 27, 2024 19:48:13 GMT
Rufus let Cloud’s retort go unanswered as he left the room. He walked through his private office, shutting off the lights as he left. He locked the door behind him, and outside two Shinra Troopers stood guard. They saluted him as he passed them.
It wasn’t far to the elevator, his actual bedroom was only one floor up, though it was more a penthouse apartment. The very top of the Shinra building. Rufus had wasted no time in having his father’s every belonging removed, the memory of the man removed from every wall and surface. He couldn’t erase his father from the museum on the ground floor, but he could erase him from the rest of the building, and eventually from the hearts and minds of the people too.
He only turned on enough lights to dimly light the apartment as he made his way to his bedroom. He began to undress along the way, throwing everything into a laundry basket at the first opportunity. He decided to take a shower before turning in for the night.
Rufus woke early the next day, though it would be closer to noon by the time he finally decided to pay his new pet a visit. He still had a job to do after all.
Cloud would find himself left blissfully alone until then. The first sign of the new president was the sound of the door to the office opening and closing, Cloud would hear him before he saw him. Rufus was talking to someone, though by the sound of it this was likely over the phone as only a singular pair of footsteps travelled through the adjoining room and no voice replied to Rufus as he spoke. His desk was visible from Cloud’s electric prison, so he was able to see the moment Rufus sat down at his desk, leaning back in his chair. He hadn’t even looked Cloud’s way, carrying on as if he wasn’t even there in the next room.
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