BEFORE YOU READ!: Please look up the term Stockholm Syndrome. It will explain a lot on how Cloud is dealing with his situation. Keep the term in your mind as you're reading. Aside from that, if you've ever been in a rollercoaster relationship of love/abuse, you'll recognize some of the feelings in this fic.
WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON, VIOLENCE. Very dark and may be unsettling to some readers; you have been warned. Fic slightly inspired by a favorite old song of mine, "Possum Kingdom" by The Toadies; information about the lyrics can be found online. Another song that slightly inspired it is "Love the Way You Lie" by Eminem and Rihanna.
I do not own the characters nor do I plan to make money from this fic.
So sweet, so beautiful. Sephiroth could only imagine how soft Cloud's skin was. He had never touched the boy, never had the opportunity to.
There was always someone else around to get in his way.
Now, Cloud was alone in the woods. He had wandered off after training that day, not really knowing where he was going or what he was doing. He just needed to get away for a little while, from all of the bustle and hustle of the other cadets. Coming upon a small lake, he paused for a moment to take his boots and socks off. Dipping his toes in the water, he allowed himself to relax a little and let his cares slip away, even if for a few stolen moments. Unaware of the lurking man in the shadows of the trees, he closed his eyes and completely immersed his feet in the water. He sighed contentedly and rolled his head back.
Sephiroth watched the young man. He was not much younger than Sephiroth himself, maybe by a few years, but no matter. He had wanted to have Cloud in his arms ever since he had first laid eyes on him. Gods, he wanted to taste his flesh between his teeth, to indulge himself in the strange, woodsy scent that drove him mad whenever Cloud passed by him in the hall.
Could he have gone the easy route by just talking to Cloud? Could he have suffered the consequences and humiliation of possibly being rejected by the blond? No. There was no other way. Dating was not in Sephiroth's nature, and neither was being a smooth-talking romantic.
He had to do this his way, and only his way. It was time to make his move.
Cloud's eyes opened quickly when a snapping twig echoed behind him in the woods, and before he could react, a strong arm wrapped tightly around his body from behind. A large hand covered his mouth tightly, and it was a good thing: Cloud had just realized that he was being attacked, and a startled scream that emerged from his lips became muffled under the hand that was clasped tightly over them.
"Do you want to die?"
The question was growled lowly in his left ear, and he began to shake uncontrollably. He whined and whimpered, trying to cry out from behind the hand still clasped tightly over his mouth. His face flushed a deep red when he felt his thigh grow warm, a long stream of urine flowing spontaneously down his leg and soaking his pants.
"If you don't want to die, then you shouldn't scream. Don't make a sound," Sephiroth said, his voice still a dark whisper. Cloud began to cry, though not making a sound as he did. His tears fell silently and warmly across Sephiroth's skin, which made the older man relax a little. "I didn't mean to scare you," he said rather calmly, then brushed a finger over Cloud's hot cheek.
Yes I did.
Would you have had me any other way? No.
He lowered his face to the back of Cloud's neck and inhaled deeply. His blood boiled as he closed his eyes and drifted away on the blond's scent, a mixture of soap, sweat and pure, raw nature. He still would not let Cloud see his face, though he assumed that he knew who he was by the sound of his voice. Everyone knew Sephiroth's voice, deep, dark and mysterious as it was.
Cloud trembled and shook even more as Sephiroth began to drag his lips along his neck. He heard the clink of a belt buckle and panic alarms were set off in his brain once more. If he had had one more ounce of water in his body, he would have soaked his pants even more. This is going to be bad, he thought to himself. His eyes shifted around quickly, his vision blurry, looking for someone to help him. How stupid he had been to wander out of the boundaries of the Shinra training area. His one last thought before completely blacking out from a blow to his head: Mama...
When he came to minutes later, he was stripped of his cadet suit and underclothes, his wrists bound in front of him by his own brown leather belt. His mouth was gagged tightly by Sephiroth's belt, and his head hurt like hell. He moaned through the leather of the belt and whimpered. Sitting on the grass, he felt bugs crawling around his legs. He watched with horror as Sephiroth came closer to him. He began to shake his head violently when he saw that Sephiroth had hitched down his pants slightly, a large, erect cock throbbing and pulsing - and aimed directly at Cloud. No. Sephiroth yanked him up by his hair, which made Cloud screech with pain through the leather belt, his voice stifled and his throat burning with the rawness of the action. Sephiroth kicked him and shoved him toward a large tree, which had limbs that were thick and bent toward the ground. He pushed Cloud down onto one of the limbs and bent him over. He ran a hand softly up Cloud's spine then back down again.
"Your skin is heavenly. You are so beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that, Cloud?" Sephiroth said, groaning at the feeling of virgin flesh beneath his fingertips. "You have a nice, strong spine. And your eyes..." He trailed off in afterthought, then pulled back from Cloud. He turned Cloud around and shifted him to where he was halfway lying on the tree limb. He brushed his hand across Cloud's sweaty, gritty cheek and smiled, a glimmer of hatred reflected in his emerald eyes. "I want to look in your eyes when I take you," he finally said, then lifted Cloud's legs up harshly. Cloud whimpered and began to sob silently again, trying to think of happier times. He thought of his mother, and of Zack. Where was Zack when he needed him the most?
Sephiroth bowed his head and brought his lips to Cloud's cheek. "Give it up to me," he whispered, looking penetratingly into Cloud's eyes. "Give it up to me. Be my angel."
He pulled back his hips and thrust them forward quickly, breaching Cloud's tight passage. He moaned loudly as the tightness completely engulfed his cock and invaded his senses. Cloud screamed and sobbed loudly, the belt no longer holding back the sounds that he made; he was screaming with all of his energy and might now, hoping to alert anyone nearby. But no one came, and Sephiroth kept driving into him, pounding Cloud's broken, bleeding flesh with all that he was worth. As Sephiroth grunted and moaned above him, Cloud kept trying to close his eyes to block out some of the horror, but Sephiroth would slap his face. "Keep your eyes open!" he shouted. "Look at me!"
Cloud kept his eyes on Sephiroth's, for fear of more violence being done to him, but he mentally blocked out what he was seeing. He could see movement but would not allow himself to register the man's face. All he could focus on was the burning, searing pain that he was feeling. He moaned and sobbed, his voice no longer working. His throat had been severely injured with the last scream, and now all he could manage were small, broken and harsh gasps.
"Yes!" Sephiroth shouted, his movements speeding up noticeably. Finally, with a last, rough shove, he came inside of Cloud, making sure he filled the blond completely with every last drop. When he pulled out, he looked down at the bloody entrance that was slowly oozing out cum. Softly, he said, "I think that you may need a bath after this. What do you think?" Cloud groaned and slumped down, falling to the ground below him. He fell onto his side and lay there listlessly, hardly breathing, until he felt strong arms lifting him up and unbinding his hands. He was too out of it to notice that Sephiroth was carrying him to the lake. When the water came up to his chin, he finally snapped out of his haze. His wrists were no longer bound, and his mouth wasn't gagged any longer. Sephiroth's hands now lovingly washed him. There was care and concern in the man's eyes as his hands drifted smoothly over welt-ridden and broken skin.
Cloud looked up at Sephiroth. "Why?" he asked voicelessly. Sephiroth shook his head.
"You would not have had me any other way."
"That doesn't make this right!" Cloud brokenly screeched. He was over his shock and sadness now. All that was left was pain and anger.
Sephiroth lowered his head, as if shamed. "I'm sorry," he replied.
"Fuck you."
"I just wanted you for myself, that's all," Sephiroth said. He brought his hand up from underneath the water and touched Cloud's face gently, tracing the still-reddened marks from the slaps he had given the blond earlier. "I promise you... I will treat you well, my sweet angel." His thumb brushed across Cloud's trembling lower lip. He lowered his head and seized Cloud in a passionate kiss. Cloud grimaced and found the strength the shove himself away from Sephiroth.
"No!" he shouted, finding his voice again, though it was very raspy and broken. He backed away as quickly as he could, but Sephiroth was faster. He reached out and caught hold of Cloud's arm and yanked him back towards him.
"You will not have me?" Sephiroth asked, his voice dark again.
"Not a chance!" Cloud said.
Sephiroth pulled Cloud to him in a tight embrace and pressed his lips harshly against the blond's once more.
"That's too bad, Cloud, because if I can't have you, then no one will."
Cloud gasped as Sephiroth began to shove him down beneath the water. He sputtered and splashed in the water, sobbing once more. When his head went completely under, he held his breath as long as he could. Again, happy scenes came to his mind as he began to struggle, feeling himself smothering from the lack of oxygen. Finally, he could take it no more. As soon as he was about to inhale water for his last breath, Sephiroth yanked him up. Gasping and sputtering, Cloud wrapped his arms around Sephiroth.
"You're a fool, Cloud. You would choose death over being with me?" Sephiroth said as he carried Cloud out of the water and placed him on the ground. Cloud coughed and turned his face away. Sephiroth smiled and shook his head. "I know now that you won't refuse me again because you don't want to die. You will tell no one about this when you get back to the building. Furthermore, I will have it made mandatory that you are to move into my room as soon as you get back, and I will escort you myself. You will pack your belongings and you will be under my watch for the rest of your life, so long as I let you live and you obey me. Is that understood?"
Silence passed between the two of them as Sephiroth waited for a reply, even though he knew that Cloud valued his life enough to agree to the terms. Sure enough, a slight nod of the head made certain that Sephiroth was now the master of his prey.