Past Hauntings

Past Hauntings
By Dora Cianfarra
Chapter 4

Pain was reminding Cid that he had been on the bar stool for too long. He lost count how much beer he slunk down his throat. How could he when his mind was on the never ending scene of Vincent embracing Rufus. {He was to be MINE!} He slams beer on the counter. He takes another swig of his beer. {What, I had to be rich like Rufus, to get his interest?!} He took another swig of his beer.

Someone slid up to sit next him-maybe he’d finally get some-lips so glossy with ample cleavage to match.
“He lll o .. misss fine”

“ Hi handsome call me Jackie, do you want company?”those glossy lips were such an eye sore but beggars couldn’t be choosers.

“Just what doc ordered, I guess you can call me Cid . I don’t think m gonna be go- company though. Got my hearrrt broken…”

“Let me put it back together…The bitch didn’t deserve you.”

“Hey watch your mouth! Only I get to say he’s my bitch!”

“HE …OOOH you do both then well what a surprise!” Jackie was licking her lips {ooh I got myself a bi.}

“Let’s go to my room upstairs I got set keys to a very cozy room. Just let me go to the ladies room a minute, sweetie pie” once there, she picked up her cell and called some of her buddies.

They both enter the room in matter of minutes; he was thrown on a bed as this girl climbed on top. The room spun as he was trying to keep his focus. {WO too many beers, I’m going to be in raw pain tomorrow}.

Jackie was kissing him as she tied Cid to the four posts of the bed.
“Ah aren’t you the kinky one?!! Aah I don’t know-” He gawked at his wrists when ropes restricted his movements.

She smiled evilly and said “ Shhh big boy…you’ll enjoy it, I hope” Door bell rang and she let them in.

“Come in boys, join us” Two burly men were at the foot of the bed strapped in bondage clothes.

Cid eyes widen to the sight, “Hey this is a private party!!! Who are these guys?!! “
The blonde one stepped up to draw a finger on his bicep,” Don’t worry so much, you’ll get your share of excitement.” Both men laughed in sneering tones.

The auburn hair one placed his hand on Cid’s member,” oh this one’s meaty, we will have plenty to do with it!”

“Argh FUCK you bastards, leave me the fuck alone…Jackie, if that’s your name, what the fuck is this?” immense rage was directed at her.

Jackie paid no heed as she faced her customers, “I’ve found you guys a pet, now pay up or this ends of our business.” She swayed her hips toward them with a palm raised. The boys, without a complaint, gave her the money. She so enjoyed her job as bait. As long they were good looking she got paid 50% more plus the principle amount. This blond fit the bill. She wished the boys a good time and was off to enjoy her hard earned money.

Cid did not foresee the night ending well as the boys advanced on their prey.

Vincent had gone to the “Forgotten City”. Leaning against the winter white tree, his eyes closed to clear his head. He was quite shaken by the day’s events. He thought he lost the human physical needs when he last changed into chaos. It seems his body had still the biological chemistry to produce the need for it. Why had the hand to his waist been the trigger? What had been done to him to release those flashes...?

{The touch…of ...his lips on mine} His body remembered Rufus’s kisses. It longed for a release. {It has been so long…and his tears. Rufus and Cid had tears for…me. I not sure how to see all this, but I sure don’t like either of them hurt.

Rufus..I’m not sure where we’ll end up but I know there is a past that I need to uncover. I think, first, I will go see Cid and explain. He has been my friend longer and deserves the respect.” There were several bars he had to check out.

Cid was breathing heavily against the ropes as the blonde one plugged in the thick dildo. He was lacerated with a whip and knife. Cid was wired through his nipples, around his penis, and down to his testicles. He was being tortured with no regards to his pleasure. As long he was wailing, there was no stopping to his agony. His voice was hoarse after 3hrs of this.

“You fuckin shit heads let me go!!!” switch turned on higher “AFAAAFuckkk ok….stop please!!!” “That’s better…you know the rules now.” The blonde brute had played with electricity-varying the speeds of pulses on his body. The auburn one kept changing the dildos to bigger and rougher ones.

“Please and thank you will make it go better.” Declared the auburn one.

“For WHO? YOU??!!! YOU FUCKS Arrrrraaaaggggggh” in a whisper” no more please” tears slithered down his reddened face. The blonde one took his mouth, “You bite and we’ll bring up the dial. Take it like good pet” He slid himself all way in and fucked his face like there was no tomorrow. The auburn one changed the dildo to a thicker and spiked one.

Cid screamed and choked on the blonde’s boner. Dial went up slowly. “I’m going to take it a little slower because you didn’t bite but you didn’t make me cum either.”
“AAAArrrrrgggghhhhh”

“Can’t you remember the rules of the game, you are our pet” Dial went up higher and Cid wailed.

The dildo came out, “Let’s take him dear. I can’t wait for you to cum. You want under or top?”asked the auburn one in a saucy voice.

“You take top and I’ll get under him” He pulled out of Cid’s mouth and his head went slack. The blonde one took Cid’s arms and tied them to bar above him. Then he went under Cid to the edge of the bed and pushed himself in Cid’s overextended anal ring.
Cid’s relief was short lived as the auburn one added his cock into the tight ring at edge of the bed. He tried to shy away from it and got a great voltage through his body. He was steadied and then he was plunged in. Agony on top agony could only be described in Cid’s white face expression. Cid finally caved in to unconsciousness. They moved in unison as they grunted and moaned their pleasures.

Door kicked down and a flamed cape swirled around the one standing. The sounds of claw slashing through the throat of the auburn one while the blonde one screamed in reaction and tried to escape. Escape became impossible as the claw forked through blonde’s body.
He had no time to voice his pain when the claw severed his neck.

Vincent rushed to Cid and slashed all the ropes. Cid barely breathed and was bleeding in so many places. Chaos erupted through. Wings extended, he cautiously gathered the bed sheets to wrap him gently. He took flight to the sky as tears blurred his vision on his way to the hospital.

A few feet away the emergency doors and Vincent reappeared in his red cape. The medics who witnessed the scene scurried to the man in his arms, and with terrified wariness, they took the patient and laid him on the gurney. Vincent let the medics carry on as he came to end of the visitors lobby and slid down against a wall for the wait. Vincent’s mind overflowed with precious images of Cid in past meetings or missions- always smiling or swearing, smoking, drinking flirting with the ladies when they hit bars after missions, his last….conversation?...he wasn’t sure what to call it. Cid’s flirtations mislead him to think he was straight and he had even joked about being bi. The word ‘confused’ could not be good enough to describe what he was enduring.

The doctor came to see Vincent.”Are you family?”

“He has none to my knowledge. How is he, doctor? Can I see him?”It disturbed him that he didn’t know much about Cid’s background. All their conversations were about the missions or his precious plane or the women he’d flirt with. Shera was a boarder that helped him keep his house cleaning and shared meals for company. It dawn on him that it fell on him to call the gang to let them know what was going on.

“We’ve sedated him and will continue to do so for a couple of days. His body needs to heal. The anal area had been severely ravaged and too inflamed to see if there would be need of surgery. Once the inflammation has gone down we’ll be able to better diagnose what his needs are. He’ll be out and it would be better if you return home. We will notify you when he comes out of it.”

“Thank you Doctor.”Vincent winced at depiction of what needed to be done. Cid was not going to be a happy for a while. He always told Vincent how he deplored hospitals. He pulled out the cell phone and called the gang. Tifa would be best to contact first. She could do all the calls needed as he went back to the office to cancel today’s appointments and reschedule them for next week. He needed to straighten some of this shit out. Yes he was swearing, he boarding on his limits.

Rufus was painfully aware of the mistake of assuming Vincent was not involved with anyone. He should have had him investigated. Sorrow filled him as he called Rude to bring car around.

{Only words he said ”I’ve gotta go” he didn’t end it or said goodbye for good. Vincent left it open.} As Rufus got into the car, his mind was flooded of images of the days he was with the young Turk. From the first day he met him; those almond shaped eyes were a fascination to him. Being the loner that he was made him all the more mysterious. When his father went abroad to do business, he had chosen Vincent to be his guardian. The distance between them had lessened when they played their games of one to one basketball.

When he was accompanied to parties, Vincent was always surrounded by beautiful ladies, making him green with jealousy. He spent the hours masking his feelings to avoid his father’s wrath. That’s why when they would play one on one basketball, Rufus tried to push all Vincent ‘buttons’. Vincent was used to his being ‘shit disturber”. He was naïve enough to believe that he trying to get his father attention without a clue what Rufus real intentions were.

Until one fine morning, it was dawn and Rufus hadn’t slept well because of his wet dreams of Vincent. Rufus finally decided he had enough. {If I’m not sleeping….he will neither}. He knocked on his door, “ Hey Vincent!!! Are you awake? H E Y Vincent!!! Are you-“

Door opened with sleepy-eyed, grumbled voice.”Damn …why the fuck this early?!!” Vincent had been wearing only his white boxer shorts and Rufus could not ignore the raised tent. Vincent hid himself behind the door when he was caught.

“What’s wrong Rufus?” His face reddened.

“I can’t sleep and need to work off some steam….dream woke me up” mumbled Rufus. “Let’s go shoot a few hoops and I even will add the nice word for ya, P L ease” Rufus smirked.

Not having much of choice, he went back to change as he grumbled how “fucking early” it was. He could hear Vincent stubbing his toe and swearing so many that Rufus added some to his own repetoire. Five minutes later they headed to the park.

There was no one insight. {Good, less people. Maybe we should do this more often} Vincent dribbling the ball as they got the basketball court.

A few rounds went by before Vincent asked Rufus” What’s on your mind that keeps you awake?” Vincent’s ball fell through the basket as Rufus picked it up and dribbled his turn.

“You!”Rufus tried to get past Vincent blockage.

“Me!? What did I do?” Vincent stopped his game as he stared at the blonde.

Rufus dribbled around and passed the ball back to Vincent hands. He then pulled Vincent’s face to devour his lips.

Vincent stood there frozen taken on the onslaught and his body awakening to the sensations. He pushed Rufus back.

“What are you doing?!”Vincent look at him dumbfounded.

“I’ve wanted to do that you for the longest time” Rufus looked shamed face with his downcast eyes.

“I…I work for you. I can’t protect you if I…” Vincent glared at him as tried to get his body under control, he was a professional first.

Rufus had tried and failed the attempt to seduce his bodyguard. Only now he felt of rain drops falling on him, he swiftly turned around to dash it back home. Tears blurring his path, belatedly he heard the horn of the car. He was engulfed in arms and shoved to the floor.

“What’s wrong with you…you are not a five yr-old!” Vincent was gasping for air as he tried to calm the erratic beating of his heart. He had turned Rufus’s body to face him.

Vincent trembled with his own need to kiss him but protocol didn’t allow for it. “I can’t return your feelings…I-I’m sorry. You are the heir ….” Rufus couldn’t hear no more; Vincent voice fading into the background as he listed the reasons he couldn’t do this or that.

He silently gazed at the man above {beautiful eyes…take this last chance to feel those wondrous lips}. He raised his head to capture them and once again devoured his last.

They were heavenly as Rufus remembered. He needed a shower, his gorging member was painfully awaken because of it. He massaged it to give it some reprieve but it only fired up more.

Rude looked flushed in the rear view mirror. Dark eyes met the blazing blue ones.

Message understood. Rude drove to a newly forested park. He parked it and he stepped outside of the car to wait his signal. Rufus always had a healthy appetite to appease but since his contact with Vincent he was barely satisfied with anyone. The window lowered a little, “Rude” the voice strained.

Rude was zoned on his boss state of undress and how the lovely piece between Rufus legs was seeping out its liquor already.

“Yes?” Rude smiled sweetly. A rare flash of teeth for this rare moment as dark eyes gleamed behind his lowered glasses.

“ehem. I ..r e quire your assistance.” Rufus cheeks flamed. He so enjoyed the torture at being gawked at.

“Yes it seems you do” Rude sat back on floor, settled close but not yet touching. He stared at Rufus facial tint and assumed his boss was truly in bad way.

“May you do the honors” If were possible the ‘piece’ deepened its color, the blood rushed through its veins.

Rude was not going let his boss go so easily, torture was his forte. (Should end it here 0.0 – nah *.* :p)

Rude’s hands removed the pants hanging between them then his socks. He loved Rufus arches; it had a sweet spot of a nerve which hit Rufus’s in the loins; making it twitch. The oohs and aahs were barely audible as he licked the area. He took his and Rufus‘s neck ties and tied Rufus’s calves to his thighs.

Rude spread him wider as he flicked open a switchblade. Rufus voice hitched as he began nicking him with it. Rude gently smeared the blood on the ivory -pale skin with his tongue. He lingered on the cuts as he climbed little by little to where the precious ‘piece’ awaited. Rufus was mewling in response and the sounds were heightened as his tongue traced the curves of his twin globes. Rude hooked his hands on Rufus’s hips and drew him closer. Rude’s tongue readied for the entrée in front of him. First on the menu was the ring hole, Rude lathered his fore finger and slowly skimmed around entrance then penetrated it as the knife scraped along the globes. The mewling and eager breaths were so endearing to the ears. Rude placed another wet finger in as his tongue lapped around the testicles then climbed to the most sacred area. The solid length quivered in need. Rufus had not begged for to be swallowed or Rude take longer to oblige him. The fingers were delving in and out so leisurely. Rufus’s voice was hitching but no word – absolutely none. The cries of pleasure surmounted as Rude’s tongue skimmed the surface over the quivering length. Rude had reached to the tip and circled the engorged mushroom and swiftly swallowed it whole.

Rufus arched so much; his muscles were taut as bow string. Rude slowly backed away then swiftly took him in again- pace was set. "AAAh...hmmnn....aash oh please" Rufus withered and mewled his need. He fantasized Vincent taking him where those fingers were plunging into him. Rude’s mouth thrust up and down as sucked the trembling length. The fingers pounded away as Rufus joined in to finally reach his climax. White stars he saw as he spewed into Rude’s readied mouth. His voice was hoarse from it all. Rude’s cell went off.

Rude took a moment to look down to see there was wet spot forming on his pants, Rufus was going pay dry cleaner’s bill and Reno was going to be royally fucked tonight .

“Yes?”Rude saw that Rufus was still panting as lay there on the car seat trying to regain some strength into legs before he moved.

“I see…”

“He is here with me”. Rufus stared at Rude curiously as he began to straighten himself out.

“I’ll let him know.” Rude returns his cell back into his coat. Rufus was done as he waited for the response.

“Sir, Highwind was attacked earlier and was found by Valentine. No details yet” Rude adjusted himself as felt himself soften. Later tonight he would get his fill.

“What would you like to do?”

“Let’s go see him” {Vincent will need support and I guess, I’m going have to apologize}. If they had work together, there could not be any dissention between the ‘ranks’.

TBC