Attention: PLEASE read the warnings before reading the chapter!
Title: Boy Soldier
Author: Neldluva FFVII
Pairings: None, or lots, depending on how you look at it.
Rating: NC17 in later chapters
Don't read this if you don't like: Angst, sex (of the m/m and m/f sort), foul language, underage sex, questionable consent, masturbation, voyeurism (sort of), violence, blood, drug and alcohol use, prostitution
Disclaimer: Reno and FF7-verse are definitely not mine. Please don't sue, I have negative monies. The OC's are mine, though. Don't steal.
What you can expect from the fic overall: This is my version Reno's backstory, or how he got where he was in the various FF7 games and movies. It is a long, difficult journey, sometimes funny, sometimes sad. But hey, that's life.
What you can expect from this chapter: This is the sex chapter. No really, this is the one with the sex in it. Not the last one, though.
Author's note: This was a really difficult chapter to write … I had to find some kind of balance between what was probably a really traumatic childhood experience, and also the fun, sex-loving Reno we know so well. I won't call this rape, but there's definitely some questionable consent here.
Reno sat in the corner of the lair, absently shuffling at a deck of cards. The cards had seen better days. They were all bent, all faded, and several were torn. But they were the only cards in the lair.
The other boys were lazing around, drinking through their supply of liquor and slowly fading into unconsciousness. The first snow of the winter was going on right outside the crumbling rotten walls of the lair, so their little family of pickpockets was inside. Business was horrible when the snow was bad, and it wasn't worth getting frozen over a few measly gil.
"Hey, kid," Bones said, stumbling up to Reno and leaning in until they were nose to nose. He smelled like cheap booze. "You ain't drinkin'?"
"Nah," Reno replied, shuffling again and letting the cards fall between his callused fingers. "I ain't up for it tonight, yo."
"Waitin' up for your little whore girlfriend?"
Reno glared hotly at Bones. "She ain't my girlfriend. And you made her the whore." He set the cards down and stared angrily at them.
Bones's fingers curled tightly over his shoulder. "She made herself the whore … I told ya, kid, girls is only good for whores." He squeezed a little harder, and Reno winced. "C'mon, kid, I got somethin' to show ya."
Reno abandoned the cards and followed Bones, knowing better than to refuse an order. Bones got what amounted to his own private room, being the gang leader, and Reno had never been in there before. It was smaller than he had expected, and dirtier as well. There were scraps of trash on the floor, crunching under their feet, but Reno's eyes were caught by the mattress. The best bed most of the gang could hope for was a pillow, maybe a blanket, but Bones had a real live mattress. Reno didn't care that it was sagging and had holes and a few visible springs, it was a mattress.
"C'mere," Bones said, stretching out on his bed. Reno bounced over to test it for himself, noting happily that it was well and truly a mattress.
"Like it, kid?" Bones asked, an amused grin on his face.
Reno nodded and sprawled back beside Bones. "I ain't been in a bed in years, yo … forgot how nice it was." He was still grinning at the unexpected treat when, all of a sudden, Bones grabbed him by the neck and stuck his tongue in his mouth.
Reno gasped and made a startled sound, freezing automatically against Bones's grip. The older boy's fingers were tight in his hair, silently telling him not to struggle. The tongue moved around his mouth, scraping along his teeth and the insides of his cheeks. It felt weird, and Bones tasted of whatever he had last eaten.
Reno wasn't a stupid boy. He'd seen more than enough kisses and looked at more than enough porn to know what was happening. Hell, he'd even seen two guys going at it in a dark corner once. Still, being on the receiving end was a new and strange experience. It seemed like hours had passed before Bones pulled away, licking his lips and staring at Reno with half-lidded eyes.
"What's the matter, kid? You look like your dead mama came back to haunt ya." The fingers on the back of Reno's neck started massaging.
Reno swallowed nervously. "Nah. Just … uh…"
"Yeah, I know, cool your jets, yo. This is gonna feel real good, okay? Take your shirt off."
Reno sat up, hastily pulling off his shirt and shivering a little. Bones's gaze was too intense, practically burning a hole in him, but that didn't change the fact that it was really cold in the lair. Bones pushed him down on his back, covering his mouth again and sliding on top of him. Reno slowly opened his mouth, and Bones made a noise that sounded happy, so Reno figured he was doing okay. He felt the older boy's hands wander up and down his chest, lazily stroking his nipples, and he started to get uncomfortable. There was something low in his stomach, tingling oddly, and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
"What's wrong, yo?" Bones asked, backing off and licking at Reno's chin.
"Feels weird," Reno said with a frown.
"Like you been drinking something bubbly, all low down here, kinda tickly?" Reno nodded. "That's how it's supposed to feel. It'll get better."
So Reno laid back and let Bones do … whatever he was doing. After a while, it did start to feel good, and his squirming became driven by that odd tickling feeling low in his gut. He wasn't quite sure if he wanted it to go away or get stronger, but with Bones's attention it only got stronger. He felt the older boy start to fumble with his pants, and he stilled, holding his breath.
Bones started groping him, feeling at a place no one had touched before. Reno bit his lip – the touch wasn't gentle, but it was making the odd tingle grow stronger, and he was a little startled to see that he was hard. Bones laughed at the confusion on his face and kissed him again, rubbing up against his thigh.
"Hold still, kid," he grunted, shimmying out of his own clothes. "You know what goes where, right? It's gonna hurt a little, but then it's gonna feel real good, okay?"
"Kay," Reno said with a small voice. He wasn't at all sure he wanted to do all that he'd seen those two guys doing. A cock up his ass was going to hurt like a son of a bitch. Still … Bones had never lied to him, and if he said it would feel good, then it would feel good. Reno was starting to long for more of that great tingling feeling that had started to fade while Bones was undressing.
Soon enough, they were back to kissing and groping and rubbing. Experimentally, Reno reached out to touch Bones, and to his surprise the older boy groaned loudly in his ear. Before he could try it again, though, Bones flipped him over onto his stomach and hauled his hips up. Reno pushed himself onto his elbows to ease the strain on his back, glancing behind him to see what was happening next. He didn't get a good view, but he knew what was going on when he felt a slick finger slide with no explanation up his ass. He clenched instinctively, wanting it out, it felt strange, but Bones was having none of it. He pushed another finger in, and Reno hissed when it stung.
"Thought you said this felt good, yo," he grated out, glaring at Bones as best he could and shifting his hips unhappily.
"Shut up, kid … fuck, you're so fucking sexy like this, hold on just a little longer…"
Reno clenched his teeth shut and squeezed his eyes closed. A third finger didn't make anything feel better, and he was starting to doubt Bones's promise. But what could he do with his hips stuck up in the air, with Bones shoving his legs further apart, with that cock pressed up against him and oh gods it was inside. Reno bit at his lip, tasting blood, and fought not to scream. He knew pain, but this was different from the pain of the tattoos or getting sliced by a member of an enemy gang. This hurt deep, something he couldn't stop or fight.
"Oh fuck, oh shit, so fucking tight, kid you feel so good, fuck…" Bones muttered a string of obscenities into his ear and kissed at the back of his neck. Reno shivered, wishing it were all done so he could go back to sleep in his corner. He concentrated on breathing deeply, chasing the pain away with sheer willpower. After a little while, it started to recede slightly, and he nodded at Bones.
"I'm still waiting for it to get good, yo," he croaked.
"Yeah, baby, oh yeah, it'll get good for you." Reno felt Bones take a deep breath, then slowly start to move. He winced … movement hurt, though not quite as much as the first stuff. He slowly got used to it, though, and soon enough Bones did a neat twist of his hips that did something to make Reno shriek and pant into his arms. To Reno's great surprise, he started pushing back against the older boy, searching for more of that fire that scorched his insides and made that tingly feeling boil into something that he couldn't control.
Bones started moving faster and reached around, stroking at Reno again and moaning into his ear. "Come on, come with me baby, so fucking sexy, you like that, sexy baby…" The words trailed off into an incoherent groan, and Reno felt the body behind him go still as the cock inside him jerked. Bones's hand took up the rhythm, though, stroking hard until Reno was arching his back and shouting into his arms. His entire small body felt emptied out, lax in the aftermath of intense, mind-blowing pleasure. He only distantly registered Bones rearranging himself on his side on the mattress.
Reno curled right up, making a quiet contented noise and wrapping himself around the older boy. He heard a quiet chuckle above him and a hand ruffling at his hair.
"You're good, kid," Bones muttered. "And yeah, you can sleep here for tonight."
But Reno was already mostly asleep, warm and content and satisfied. What a way to celebrate a twelfth birthday.
When Reno woke up, he was sore. Really sore. He groaned, clenching his fists and trying not to move and make the pain worse. Bones shifted a little and sighed as he woke up, petting at Reno's hair. Sometime during the night he'd tossed a blanket over them both, so at least Reno wasn't cold.
"You hurtin', kid? Here, have some of this, it'll help a little."
Reno took the offered bottle of whiskey and gulped, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. The alcohol helped take the edge off the pain, and finally he was able to sit up, scratching at his hair and yawning.
"That felt good, yo," he said with a smile, his voice slightly hoarse from shouting the night before. "We can do it again?"
Bones smiled back and sipped at the whiskey. "Yeah, we can do it again, yo. C'mon back tonight and I'll show you more. Go on and steal some fuckin' food. You're skinny, kid."
Reno pulled his clothes back on and nodded, smiling once more before walking with only a slight limp out of Bones's room. A few of the older boys were lurking outside, and one of them slid up to stand in front of Reno. Reno glared back sleepily, feeling too tired and sore to put up with much posturing.
"Never thought you'd go whore on us, kid," the older boy said, looming over Reno. "You the boss's main squeeze, now? Gettin' all kinds of favors?"
"Fuck off," Reno said, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag. "You wanna see if Bones'll give ya somethin' nice, go fuck him yourself. But get outta my face, yo."
"Maybe I wanna fuck you," the boy said, making to put an arm around Reno's waist.
Before the boy's hand could even arrive at its destination, though, Reno had his knife poised to slide right between his ribs. "Touch me," he said calmly, taking another drag from his cigarette, "and I'll chop off your balls and stuff 'em down your throat. Then I'll pull off all your fingers an' leave you out for the rats and dogs all covered in your blood. You get it, yo?"
The boy nodded nervously, pulling his hand back. "I got it. Sorry, yo."
Reno tucked the knife back into his pants and went to his corner, looking down to where Essie was curled up in their blanket all by herself. She was still wearing her makeup and clothes from the night before, though her bright eyeshadow had started to smear. He knelt and pulled the blanket up to her chin and touched her hair before getting up to pick a few pockets and find some food.