Tseng had tried to forget what happened to him and had sworn Reno to secrecy regarding what had transpired between Sephiroth and himself, but wasn't able to. It niggled at his brain.
He kept thinking about, going over his rape in his mind, replaying ever little detail. That he'd enjoyed it bothered him the most.
He could remember how painful it was at first, but at the end, he'd come harder than he ever had in his life.
Tseng wasn't a virgin by any means, but hadn't had a lot of time for relationships when it came to striving to get to the top of the food chain and staying there. He worked long hours and had had few lovers and even they were short lived. Yet he longed for the idea of someone permanent in his life and didn't care if they were male or female, as long as they were there for him. He liked people that took charge and made the decisions for them so that he wouldn't have to.
He felt like something in him had been killed by Sephiroth, he felt someone should suffer. He had to balance things out. He was owed that much. But who?
The only people he had any real power over were his Turks, they would rather die than disobey an order from him as they were trained to do so without question.
But who would it be? He could never do that to the bubbly Elena, Rude was too noble, so that left….Reno. He was the obvious choice and knew the truth about what had happened to him. He would understand when Tseng explained what he needed to do to him and had been trained to cope with any method of interrogation. He would be happy to oblige him; Tseng convinced himself, not realizing he was losing his grip on reality.
"Yo you wanted to see me" Reno said as he came into Tseng's office as he summoned him.
"Close the door and lock it" Tseng ordered him.
"What's with the hush hush?" Reno asked him but did.
"Take off your clothes and put on those shackles" he ordered him, gesturing how they were attached to the floor.
"What?" Reno said in shock.
"Your clothes-off now and shackle yourself to the floor so I can have my way with you" he said in a voice that brooked on argument.
But Reno did, "I'm not into guys, not even you. You're asking me to allow you to rape me" he argued.
"I need to rape you; it needs to be as non-consensual and as real as possible. I need your screams. It will help…calm me and heal me and forget what happened. I won't hurt you. I can be gentle" Tseng said advancing on him. He needed to hear Reno's pleas, to take the swagger out of his walk, to wipe that perpetual cocky smirk off of his face and bring him down a few pegs. To see his tears flow when he realized Tseng wasn't stopping and all of his silver tongued negotiating skills couldn't get him out of being debased by his own trusted commander on the very floor of the office he coveted and eventual surrender as his proud body was ravished. Tseng needed him to pay for what happened to Tseng and Reno be brought as low as Tseng himself had been. To see him broken and shattered and Reno would. He had no choice!
Reno stared at him like he had grown two heads and decided he wasn't having any of that. "Fuck that" Reno said and then flinched as Tseng pointed his gun at him.
" . . . .floor." he ordered him in a more forceful voice.
"No, I'm not going to let you do that. You're losing it. I'm going to go to Rufus and tell him what happened. You need help" Reno said going to open the door.
He flinched when the bullet struck an inch from where his hand was and Tseng flung himself at him as the grappled with him. "I need to do this to you and as you're commander; you will let me" Tseng barked at him as he clawed at Reno's uniform. "Stop fighting me and let me fuck you."
Reno rolled out of his way and threw himself at the door and managed to open it and bolted out of there.
"Come back; as your commander, I order you to return" Tseng cried after him.
Tseng got the bottle white wine he kept in his desk and poured himself a glass and waited.
It wasn't long before Rufus and Reno came into his office looking grim faced.
"You need to fire Reno, he disobeyed a direct order" Tseng said to him and they both looked at him with sympathy in their eyes.
"Reno told me what Sephiroth did to you. I knew you were acting differently, but I didn't know the extent of what happened to you. You need help Tseng" Rufus said to him.
"The only help I need is from someone who can fix Reno's attitude problem" Tseng said glaring at the younger man.
"You can't seriously believe asking him to do what you suggested to be reasonable?" Rufus said studying him in his usual emotionless way and not liking what he was seeing. Tseng actually did believe what he asked Reno to submit to was a reasonable request!
"I give the orders around here" Tseng snapped.
Rufus opened the door and two men came in, "not until the doctors give you a clean bill of health. You're relieved of command, effective immediately. You're going to the hospital to get help. Reno shall take over your post while you're in therapy" Rufus explained to hhim.
"You're sending me to an insane asylum? You can't do this!" Tseng insisted.
"Your command is in good hands. Rest well; I hope you're better soon" Reno said in a voice that wished anything but, seeing he now was the acting leader of the Turks, salary increase, huge corner office and all! He was practically salivating at the idea of redecorating it from the stuffy way Tseng liked his décor.
"No you can't do this" Tseng cried as he was seized and the men dragged him to the van to transport him to the hospital. Reno's famous smirk was the last thing he saw as the van door was shutting on him. "I'll get you for this" he snarled at him before it banged shut.
Tseng rebelled against everything, refused to take his medication or talk to the doctors until Rufus came to see him and ordered him to listen to them. Following the orders of a Shinra was deeply ingrained into his personality and he fumed but obeyed. He got literally with the program and was soon shuffling around docile and like a zombie on his medication. People who knew the authoritative man would have killed him out of mercy for what he had become. However, the one who came to collect him had other plans for him.
"I would like to see Tseng Xu" the man with hair so dark it looked dyed, he wore that in a long braid and sunglasses. Which the security guard thought was strange as it was eight o'clock at night.
"I'm sorry, visiting it hours are over and you aren't allowed to see patients without approval from their doctor" he said.
"Is that so?" the tall man said in a silken tone of voice before smashing a fist right through the security glass and grabbing the other man. "I'm here to see Tseng Xu and you can either take me to him or I can start ripping anything that protrudes from your body until you show me the way" Sephiroth said with a polite smile.
"T-this way" he said pointing.
Sephiroth glowered at the sight of Tseng reposed in a hospital bed wearing old man pajamas and clearly sedated."What have they done to him?" he asked the man unnecessarily.
"They have him on strong medication for his own protection; the guy's a potential bloody rapist" he explained to him.
"He's is not, he's my….." Sephiroth and said.
"He's your what?" he asked him out of curiosity.
"None of your business. We're leaving" he said picking Tseng up.
"You can't just waltz out of here with…." He protested and gaped when a single wing came out of nowhere on the other man's body; he smashed the window and flew off with his precious bundle wrapped up in his arms. The security guard was forced to wonder if he was going insane himself. Perhaps mingling with mental patients all day long in the booby hatch had taken its toll on him? Since when did men have wings? Especially only one.
Sephiroth waited until the morning to tell Tseng of his plan but impatiently dressed him so he would be properly dressed as Sephiroth had envisioned his mate looking.
"Tseng" he said, shaking him awake.
"Huh?" he said and went to rub his face only for his hand to be caught.
"You'll smudge your makeup" Sephiroth said in disapproval, all that time spent online learning how to apply makeup, only to be thwarted by questions regarding shape of face and skin tone. Still he think he did an excellent job on the vision before him.
"Makeup, what makeup? Where am I?" Tseng demanded.
"You're in our home" he said.
"What do you mean our home? I don't live here. I need to get away from….." Tseng said.
"Save it. I don't have time for this. The priest is waiting" Sephiroth said as he adjusted his own immaculate well fitting tux.
"For what?" he asked him.
"To marry us" he said, thrusting Tseng before a mirror. He could only gape in shock at how he wore a champagne coloured sheath wedding dress. It was low cut, but well tailored to his slim body and the spaghetti straps showed off his slim, smooth shoulders and impressive arms. The tiara in his hair was small and tasteful and positioned in the perfect place on his unbound hair, from which depended a veil that exactly matched his dress. It ended at the small of his back with some tiny crystals that sparkled along the edges of it.
With his tasteful makeup, but dark lipstick, he looked…beautiful and he looked like his mother when she was younger.
The size thirteen women's shoes matched the costly silk of the dress with their peep toes that showed his well pedicured toenails had been painted a cheeky red as they peeped flirtatiously through his high heels. He had to admit his feet had never looked so petal soft but…..
"What the hell is all this?" he demanded.
"Don't you like it? I was always told that future wife was supposed to wear a white wedding dress. Is it not to your taste? According to my research, this colour should be good for you to marry in. You can't wear full on white, you're not a virgin after all" Sephiroth said with a frown at his reaction.
"I'm not marrying you" Tseng insisted.
Sephiroth replied by dragging him out to the rented limousine and no pleas to the bored driver or asking him to call Rufus's private number could dissuade him as he drove them to their destination.
Sephiroth simply threw Tseng over his shoulder when he got there and carried him into the church. "Marry us" he said holding the protesting man easily in place as his dishevelled veil was almost wrapped around his body until Sephiroth straightened it as easily as any maid of honour would have done and handed him a bouquet of red roses that he looked quizzically at.
"Are you sure she….he wants to marry?" the priest asked.
"He's just has a case of wedding jitters" Sephiroth said. "He can't wait for me to make a honest man out of him."
"This man raped me in public and kidnapped me from a mental institution. He dressed me like this and is forcing him to marry me. I need you to call Rufus Shinra" Tseng frantically insisted to him.
"You expect me to believe you know the President?" the older man asked him as his middle aged florid face took on a dough like quality as he scoffed.
"I'm the leader of the TURKS" Tseng insisted.
"Right and I'm Reeve Tuesti" the priest scoffed at the well dressed but comical figure before him.
"It's time to marry darling" Sephiroth said and heavily pinched the back of Tseng's thigh and he grunted. "Right dear?" he asked him as his hand caressed his flaccid penis and gave it a bit of a tug in warning and Tseng blanched and went silent when he didn't release it.
"Dearly beloved…" the priest read as the reluctant man suddenly seemed in a hurry to marry. "You may kiss the bride" he finished.
"Leave" Sephiroth ordered him.
"I can't leave my church. I have another wedding party coming in soon…" he protested.
"I have to kiss my bride and you need to leave" Sephiroth said in a no nonsense voice and he did. "Get down on your knees" he said placing his hand on Tseng's veiled head.
"But why?" Tseng asked, his head spinning.
"You need to learn how to kiss me properly" he said pushing him easily to his knees and undoing his tuxedo pants. Tseng swallowed in shock at how big Sephiroth was as his girthy cock reared from its confinement inches from his face. "You are to learn how to take me down your throat, right here and right now. We have to expedite your bridal training. I do not like to be disappointed" he chided to the dazed man who could only stare up at him. Tseng swallowed hard at sight of it, it repulsed him and the strong smell of male musk brought on by arousal turned his stomach.
"As my wife, you must learn how to keep me satisfied and this is a caress I prize above all others" and Tseng looked repulsed as Sephiroth dared to rub it along the curve of his cheekbone, leaving a slime trail there. He struggled to his feet but Sephiroth hands kept him there. "Open your mouth or I shall break your jaw" he said and Tseng looked up at him and opened his mouth as wide open as possible and gagged as it was shoved into his mouth, his nose wrinkled at the taste of it and was soon coughing as Sephiroth started to try and insert more of himself into that hot, clinging orifice. Sephiroth cooed and stroked his veiled head and placed his hand in back of it to "encourage." Tseng's mouth was like his rear passage, hot and so tight and caressed him as no one ever had. Why he came back for him, why he would own him in every way.
The silent church was filled with the sound of Tseng gagging as he attempted to take the large member of his new husband down his throat. "Breath around it as it descends down your throat and through your nose" Sephiroth said and finally Tseng took him down his throat until his nose met the fringe of silver pubic hair at his groin and came heavily into that suckling maw with a cry.
He pulled Tseng off his knees and deeply kissed him, overwhelmed by how good he had made him feel.
Tseng was gasping for breath and the bodice of his gown was covered in wet patches from his drooling and his once pristine lipstick was smeared all over his face. "What a wife you will make. No one has ever taken me so easily. I feel like I love you already and you will learn to love me" he said.
Tseng shuddered at how he'd always longed for someone to say that to him and even in his hesitant state, his mad eyes shone with happiness at Sephiroth's approval as he lovingly caressed him.
"They can't take you away from me again to put you in a mental institution. You're mine now, all mine. I'll keep you safe and love you until it seems like your heart is going to burst with love for me" Sephiroth explained as they drove back to his place and mad eyes met and could see the hope reflected there.
"This is all mine" he said indicating the renovated warehouse. From the outside, it looked practically decrepit, but it was incredible inside. "You don't have to worry about anything anymore. I'm loaded. You don't need to work, you're only job is to take care of me as your beloved husband" he said as he picked Tseng put and laid him on the large bed.
"Will you be gentle?" he asked him, remembering the pain and braced himself for it.
"You're my wife, of course I will be" he said as he eased down the straps of his dress and kissed one bare shoulder before removing the dress from Tseng completely and smiled a bit at the teasing white lacy tong that barely covered his manhood and matching white garter belt and stockings.
His pale hands eased the thong down trembling thighs that Sephiroth soon spread and with a lot of teasing of Tseng body.
Tseng was soon eager to take Sephiroth as his thighs were parted and a well lubed member slowly was inserted in him and Tseng soon clung to him as his dick found his sweet spot and his vocal cries resounded throughout their home as he took his man willingly this time.
Sephiroth knew how to brainwash a person from past experience and knew that isolation was the key tool.
He treated Tseng with nothing but love and respect but didn't let him leave their place. This made him dependant on him for everything. Sephiroth had no boundaries when it came to him and allowed him no privacy. He rooted out all resistance in him and crushed it and convinced him it was Tseng's fault for not trusting him completely. Didn't he have all he needed? He had a faithful, devoted man as a husband who indulged him so much. What need did he have of other people? He had Sephiroth who worshipped the ground he walked upon. He loved him and kept him safe from others who would take Tseng away from his beloved husband. He needed him.
Weeks Later
"Yes, right there" Tseng all but screamed as he rode Sephiroth hard with each slap of his own hard flesh against his firm belly.
"Take what you need from me, love me" Sephiroth cried out as his head lulled on the bed as firm thighs flexed on either side of him.
"Oh, I think I'm going to…..ahhhhhh" Tseng cried out as he came without a single touch as he shot onto his husband's belly as Sephiroth's own essences coated his clinging walls.
"You're insatiable" Sephiroth said with a chuckle as he pulled him down to snuggle him.
"Let's take a shower" Tseng suggested.
Tseng smiled as Sephiroth pounded him against the shower wall. He felt truly blessed, he had a man who took care of ever need he had and sexually satisfied him as no one could. He was so lucky! No one could love him like Sephiroth, no one on the planet.
Tseng by this point was as insane as his husband.
They finished in a satisfying burst with Sephiroth caressing his own penis to his crisis.
Tseng basked in the afterglow as Sephiroth held him but suddenly frowned as Sephiroth's satisfied smirk reminded him of Reno's flashy smile for a second. His features distorted in anger at what that punk have refused to do for him in his time of need.
"Are you thinking about Reno again?" Sephiroth asked him as he set him on his feet.
"He took everything from me…I only asked him for what I did to make myself feel better" he complained.
"But you're fine now. However, no one does what they did to my baby and gets away with it. That gutter rat has been after your job since day one. He needs to be taught a lesson about stepping on the backs of other. What you suggested. Why not make it happen?" Sephiroth suggested.
"You'd do that for me?" Tseng said in a small voice.
"I would do anything for my beloved wife. How do you want him?" Sephiroth asked him.
"I want him…..where you first took me. I want him raped on the rough pavement completely nude while people watch him being fucked" Tseng said in a dreamy voice. "I want to watch you fuck him" he added, giving a him a flirtatious look and calculating pout that made Sephiroth chuckle and stroke his lengthening hair. .
"I'm a married man, I should be monogamous only to you and I don't like that boastful, street trash whore. His skin shall feel like sandpaper to me compared to your own silky limbs. But if that is your desire, wife; I shall make it happen" Sephiroth promised him and Tseng smiled, so beautiful in his insanity. He perched on his lap and covered his husband's face with kisses, beyond horny at the idea that Reno was to be being broken as a present to himself from his loving man. Could any wife be more spoiled!
"Now I need some persuasion from my beloved wife if I am to do this distasteful task with someone I find repellent" Sephiroth said and undid his fly.
Tseng got on his knees and fished out his dick and eagerly suckled him like a baby nursing on a teat, he was now an expert at deep throating and it no longer repulsed him, he was just eager to please his man and had acquired a taste for his sperm to the point he craved it as he did every aspect of his husband. Tseng was already bare as they always were when alone together, which was all the time. Clothes just got in the way and detracted from his abundant beauty as Sephiroth has "convinced" him of this early on. Sephiroth loved having his beloved wife like this and Tseng would do anything to make him happy.
Tseng could have easily just sucked him off but found himself drawn to his feet and guided aloft his husband's exposed member and his heart soared as he eagerly rode him as his hips moved furiously up and down Sephiroth's huge girth. Tseng felt so blessed as he called his enjoyment to their empty house as Sephiroth played with his body to encourage his pleasure. Tseng's cries were almost feminine as his unbound hair writhed along his exposed skin and full lips pressed furious kisses to his husband's. Sephiroth grinned in triumph at his creation as he pounded himself into the tight heat of that eager, slight body that lunged on him as if unable to get enough of what once he took unwillingly.
Sephiroth was impressed with himself how he had managed to transform Tseng from the straitlaced man he had been into an almost feminine submissive version of the former Turk. There was nothing he would deny him./p