My Road

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7, It’s original characters, places, etc. Nor do I make any money from this fanfiction. The only things that are mine are my own original added characters. And the situations or new places added to flesh out my own story.

Warnings: explicit content, Yaoi situations, non con, mutilation, angst


My Road

~Chapter 21~

The night had been wearing heavy on Reno. He didn’t know when, but he must have fallen asleep, that’s funny... he didn’t even remember being tired. He went to open his eyes and they felt truly heavy and thick, like the aura around him. He was laying face down on his bed, the lights were still dimmed. So why did it seem like he could sense something nearby... it made the hairs on his neck stand up. He felt like he should protect himself, or hide himself. But why would he have these feelings?


He lay still for a few moments, concentrating on calming his breathing... no need to panic. He could hear water dripping off of the roof, since his window was open a crack. They'd had the first rainstorm that Reno had ever experienced, earlier that afternoon. It was still dripping off of the roof, or perhaps it had rained more while Reno had been asleep. Reno continued to focus on his surroundings. The dim lighting was just bright enough for him to make out the large painting that hung over the bed, a beautiful landscape... something foreign and beautiful. Done in pale watercolors, the lines drawing out a slightly mountainous feel. with angled houses with dark roofs, and charcoal lines defining things. A beautiful earmark or signature of some sort that Reno had never seen before was in the lower right hand corner. It had a similar feel of the Shinra company mark... yet still very different.


Reno decided he'd been quiet enough. His arms ached how had he ended up in such and uncomfortable position, something heavy lay across Reno's back... it was the blanket yet it felt heavier, or different like something was on top of it. He moved his right arm and that heaviness moved across his back and buttocks as well as made a slight creaking sound. His internal alarm went off tenfold. His arms were tied, there was a distance between them, but they were still tied were these handcuffs? "Fuck" He whispered into the dim room.


"Hmm... I don’t know yet." Was the deep and dark reply. "Don't struggle Reno." Was the curt demand. Tseng's voice was more clipped and closer to sounding foreign, like he was, being Wutain. He sounded scary... so dark, and calm, yet completely different. But a part of Reno relaxed in the back of his mind... the part that knew that he could trust Tseng.


Tseng moved forward from his dim place on the wall behind Reno, he wore a traditional Wutain wrap, it was an old country style. Only something that higher families would wear. But with Tseng being the Lord of his own house, he was entitled. And to top it off, no one truly knew of his lineage. and they never would, if he had his way. But seeing Reno laying there in his sleep while Tseng so stealthily bound him, made him want to forget his aim tonight. Which ... wasn't going to happen, he wouldn’t let it. He was strict. His life a code of sorts. He'd one day use that same code with the company he worked for... yes, one day he'd make a name for himself... soon. But now... yes, he'd need to be firm. Not allow the succulently ivory-like skin that was lain out before him... Prostrate, helpless, innocent... his eyes still heavy with sleep... to break his will and allow himself to give into the temptation.


Tseng came up beside the bed. Reno hadn't moved... he'd listen to him for now. So Tseng reached out to the silky skinned calf that had slipped from under the blanket that Tseng himself had placed on the sleeping boy and caressed the back of it with his fingertips. Running them along the back side from the heal of Reno's foot to the back of his knee, and rubbing side to side across the back of the knee.


Reno went from being scared to nervous excitement almost immediately. He still didn’t move aside form a suppressed shudder that coursed through his body involuntarily. His eyes rolled back when the fingertips brushed back and forth over the back of his knees and he almost moaned. The shocks of excitement sent the blood rushing to his groin, thank god he was on his stomach. His sleep pants wouldn’t have withheld his erection.


Tseng read the reaction in his little fiery flower. He'd not be making this easy on the boy in the time to come, but he'd break him soon. Tonight would be easy... judging the reactions. Reno craved to be owned as much as Tseng craved TO OWN. "Slut" He whispered and he watched the subtle shift in the shoulders with the intake of breath as Reno's eyes would have widened. 'hm... it begins now...' "You are nothing... " He whispered again. and pulled out a small dagger. "You take my offerings of shelter and a head position in my estate... 'I' give you life!" He pressed the tip of the dagger gently into the back of Reno's calf till the blood beaded up. Reno was yet still and silent. "'I' give you breath... 'I' am the master while we are on these grounds" He drew the dagger up cornerwise slashing a three inch long mark, deep enough to bleed and sting, but not deep enough to permanently harm Reno.


Tseng reached up and yanked the blanket off of the sleeping boy and reached up under Reno's chin this time while simultaneously redirecting the tip of the blade up a bit and pressing down again till blood welled. "You... you are mine... you belong to me here..." He whispered again and tightened the grip his hand had under Reno's chin, he could feel Reno try to swallow but tightened the grip more, his fingertips biting into the soft flesh under them. And the blade slid across again slicing a parallel line on the back of Reno's calf again.


Reno groaned inwardly. this sudden thrilling fear, the pain, the moment. Even if he did die at Tseng's hands... he didn’t care. But he knew he wouldn’t go that far. He deserved to be called a slut, his erection twitched at that second slice a small hiss, not of pain, but of pleasure escaped his lips. He finally moved slightly but the handcuffs of sorts didn’t allow much play, the knife bit down harder at the end of the slice, from him moving. He whimpered finally. "Master..."


Tseng stopped short at that. The pain was winning the boy over. The grin that had bloomed slightly on his face prior, fully opened into a smile. "That’s right. and you always remember that. While you are on these grounds, I am your master. No where else. but here... I am lord, life, and lust..." He whispered the last word trailing the tip of the blade up the back of Reno's leg and over the rounded curves of his backside. Reno quivered again, nervousness? excitement? Tseng pulled the knife down the side of the pants slipping the edge under and slicing it cleanly down to the knee. He quickly pulled back the fabric and slid the dagger back where he'd gotten it from. he gently ran his hands over the twin mounds the flesh was creamy and ivory in color. The paleness from life under the plate. He thought about what color it would be after being on the surface for a time.


Reno's whole body seized and shuddered at the same time. This was too exciting and scary all at the same time. His body was taking over though. this all seemed too familiar. and in a way he felt he deserved it and craved it. But a part of him wanted to escape and close his eyes... escape his mind if anything. But something was keeping him grounded. He yearned for Tseng’s approval. He wanted the man to touch him... As the caresses continued and nothing else happened he relaxed. Almost falling asleep from the stress. But was suddenly snapped out of it by a hard crack of a slap on his backside.


Tseng's grin didn’t slip, he had felt the boy become putty in his hands... too easy... too quick... he needed him with a little defiance in him. He pulled back and slapped him again, this time harder. It jarred the still boyish-like body beneath him. "You're too easy... you are a slut.... I will not have a slut in my household... you slut only for me... but no one else. You slut your body for me only after you beg and plead me to be able to pleasure me..." Tseng's own eyebrows went up at his words. Did he really feel such lust for this boy that was under his control. Reno was a strong ally if he could train him right. But even though he couldn’t risk turning the boy against him... he dared to own him in every way possible.


The sounds around him suddenly became amplified. Reno's head echoed with the drips of the rain's remnants off of the roof and the tick of a clock in the foyer of his suite. the wind gently brushing the ends of palm fronds against the glass of his sung open window. The crack of another slap... no... a fist.. it connected to the skin of his lower back, just above his backside... he didn’t hear it though... he felt it. the echo of the impact he imagined coming off of his body in waves like the ocean he was becoming fond of watching. Why couldn’t things be simple... why did this all feel so familiar. Why couldn’t Tseng care for him...


Again a blow hit. he whimpered as it connected against the back of his ribs. perhaps cracking one. What did Tseng want. Then one of the dark angel's hands wrapped around in front of him very suddenly gripping his still very hard and even weeping member. The cry that Reno let out echoed in his own head louder and harsher than any of the reverberations of the blows. He hadn't stayed quiet. Surely he'd be punished. The other hand that had been hitting him, came up and fisted into his thick deep red hair where it was bound with cloth. It pulled his hair loose then lifted him by the neck and throat. a choking hold on him.


Tseng lifted the boy up suddenly. one hand gripping the hard length that began to pump ferociously, the other gripped around to the boys throat choking him, breathless and limp Reno stared back at him through almost sea green eyes... they were lifeless minus a distant hopeful sparkle. So... Reno thought he could lose himself.... think again. Tseng let go of Reno's erection and reached up and slapped him across the face so hard it drew blood from the corner of Reno's lip.


Through thinly pulled lips Tseng hissed at Reno. "You will watch me... you will enjoy...and even BEG for me to touch you..." The blue green eyes widened and he saw a faint nod. the young body's tremble that was obviously involuntarily stopped as the boy stiffened up. No tears... no fear... just a numbness that Tseng almost envied. He'd been taught to feel so long ago...


Reno swallowed and forced himself to be still. He hadn’t even realized that he'd been trembling till he could feel his body slightly brushing against the grip that Tseng had on him. Though the choke hold had let up, Tseng's grip on the back of his neck half kneeling, half standing over the bed was still painful...yet reassuring too... Reno followed Tseng's eyes as they wandered, drifting over his firm and youthful body, down to where Tseng circled his hand gently above his straining manhood. Tseng was right... Reno wanted .. and would want him to touch him. He needed to feel secured and needed to feel a sense of freedom in the man's hurtful and beautiful hands.


Tseng stopped rubbing a circular pattern and looked at Reno in the eyes again. Reno’s eyes were glassed over with need now. he gently brushed a hand down the front of one of Reno's legs circling back up, the whole time staring into Reno's eyes still. And made his way caressing over the taut muscles of the front of his other leg. He slowed and stopped at the knee and still looking at Reno straight in the eyes he very slowly began to drag his fingertips firmly up the inside of Reno's leg. "You want me..." He whispered into the deep hour of the evening dimness. "Tell me how much you want me my flower..."


He continued drawing his fingertips up... the back of his knuckles grazing so delicately against Reno’s erection as he made it up to the junction of Reno's leg, then slowly ran his hand down the front of Reno's leg again.


Reno gasped lightly.. it was only a slightly harder intake of breath really. The feelings... ohh the feelings. The painful bruise blooming on his throat and neck... the ache in his back and ribs... his legs... and now the genteel torture. He wanted to scream. And as that hand trailed further away form his need he let a small whimper out. He could beg... yes.. he could, despite the deep recess of his heart telling him not to. Hazel eyes flashed in his mind...with a warm innocent smile... and then laughter in another broader smile with ebony-like hair and deep brown almost obsidian eyes... who were these people in the flashes of memories... "Gaia please!..." he said while shaking his head to dispel the flashes that haunted him. He felt such empty sadness... he needed to be looking for something... or someone. No.. "Gaia... Tseng... Please make me forget to remember!"


The sadness in Reno's voice almost made Tseng regret or change tactics... but to master over someone required you to master your emotions first. "I am master over my emotions... and will be over yours Reno..." He said in a gentle voice. then turned Reno around and bent him into a kneeling position with his hands on the bed. He pulled something out of his pocket and pushed his feeling to the back of his head and heart. He could feel the strain in Reno... the boy didn’t want THIS... he was afraid... but wouldn’t show the fear. To reassure him what little he would allow himself to.. Tseng gently snaked his hand around the front of Reno and finally grasped the very needy erection. His strokes were slow... working the boy into an even greater need and hunger. Reno didn’t even notice his other hand rubbing over his backside.


It wasn’t until Reno was panting and whimpering begging for release that Tseng made his move... Reno's mind was incoherent at this moment. the pain, the stimulation... Tseng took the item he'd pulled form his pocket and lined it up with Reno's entrance. "I want you to release now.... my flower...." He hissed and rammed the item in without any warning.


Reno cried out... He cried out for all that he was worth... "NOooo!!!" If Tseng wanted him to feel and be there for this... Reno was... and didn’t know why but he knew he wasn’t being violated for the first time. He knew it would happen... but not like this. Why did this feel so wrong? but as he cried out his body convulsed hard around the painful intrusion... his release hit him hard and fast... it held on throbbing extendedly... his peak was sheer and sharp. He gasp and gulped in air after shouting. his tears falling though he didn’t know it.


Tseng thrusted the thick smooth implement in and out numerous times biting his lip in lust and regret all in one before he finally opened his mouth. He'd brought such pain and pleasure... such control to this free little flower in front of eyes. "Don’t think I will Fuck you Reno... you haven’t earned or begged for me yet. until that day... this is what you will get... you will earn anything I ever give to you... good or bad...."


Before Reno could even realize that tears had fallen the pressure and pain were gone and he heard the bedroom door click shut. He couldn’t even hear the foyer but assumed that Tseng was gone. he was left broken and bruised complete and mended.. whole and shattered all at once... He didn’t move much simple allowed his body to fall to the bed... he'd sleep and maybe things wouldn’t be so bad in the morning.


Tseng stood in his locked study... the black darkness swallowing him. He pulled out his hard manhood and even in the moonlight that was barely showing he could see the scars.. some pink some white... some leading up to his stomach. He stroked himself carefully a couple of times before gripping himself firmly to hold back his own release.... he couldn’t.... Why did he have to feel... "You taught me well..." He whispered into the darkness.


Tomorrow... yes tomorrow he’d start training Reno to protect himself. To be more... to use his dormant once again powers. He wouldn’t let the boy know of his own powers.. but would train him well. One day he'd stand by his side.. but for now he was Tseng's to control...

~~~End Chapter~~~


A/N:::::ok.. no excuses.. work.. tired.. life... so sorry for being so late

ok... esp to DamonWesker::: thank you so much for being a loyal support to this story. I'm so sorry *mad shame* that I didn’t reply to your last message I was too shamed for taking so long at this chapter. the birthday idea you mentioned will definitely be used I have it in mind already :) thank you so much hun *big hugs* hope life is well for you.