Is There Still Room In Hell?
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Final Fantasy VII › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,415
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own Dirge of Cerberus or Crisis Core. Consequently, I make no money off this story. Sad face.
Is There Still Room Left In Hell? Chapter 5
“Time for the main event,” Rosso crooned. Angeal directed his attention back to Rosso and his eyes took in the long, thick phallus that she had fastened to her pelvis. She lovingly stroked the head of it. “How does it look, Nero?”
“Repulsive. Therefore, perfect for the occasion.”
“Could you get the knife I left in that box?”
“Certainly.”
Angeal closed his eyes in utter disbelief. They were acting like this sick process was just another thing that soldiers did to captives. And perhaps it was, whispered a fearful voice in his mind. After all, they clearly didn’t play by the rules that Angeal was used to. Who was to say that this kind of torture wasn’t just an average day for them?
His reverie was broken by a ripping noise and sudden shock of cold behind him. The knife, Angeal surmised, was being used to cut through his pants just as Rosso had done with his shirt earlier. He felt his underwear leave along with his pants, leaving him completely nude, save for the shirt that Rosso had destroyed earlier in his captivity.
Nero’s eyes raked over his body once more. “They don’t keep them extremely fit, do they?”
“He’s completely disgusting,” Rosso gleefully proclaimed.
Nero examined his phone at that point. “I must be going. The researchers need me for something. Shall I send someone else to help you with this procedure?”
“Azul. Send him.”
“Very well.”
And with that, Nero left as quickly as he had entered.
“I’m actually quite pleased that he’s left,” Rosso informed Angeal. “I prefer Azul much more for this sort of activity.” Rosso haphazardly removed the phallic gag from Angeal’s mouth. He took haggard breaths as Rosso moved behind him. “I won’t be needing this anymore, that’s for certain.”
“B-Bitch…”
Rosso laughed, then stomped on the back of his knee with her high heels. “Better a bitch than a neglected SOLDIER.” She placed the very tip of the toy at the opening of his anus. “I had intended to lubricate this for you,” Rosso said, dangling the bottle in question in front of his eyes. “But if that’s how you feel…” Rosso tossed the bottle into the far corner of the room. Angeal felt his heart sink.
Without any further prelude, Rosso thrust her hips forward, penetrating him and making him cry out to the rest of the room. “S-Stop! Please!”
Rosso withdrew only the tiniest fraction of the cock before plunging it further in. Each inch renewed Angeal’s shrieks of agony. She continued this method of penetration for several minutes longer, and it couldn’t have been more than several minutes for Rosso to get the whole of her cock inside him, but it felt like an eternity for Angeal.
At the very peak of his agony, when Rosso had stuffed him with all of her cock, the door banged open again to reveal the largest man Angeal had ever seen in his life. All muscles and scowls, the man slammed the door and approached them. Rosso, perhaps in excitement, pressed forward a bit further into Angeal’s ass.
“You’re late, Azul.”
“I’ve been busy.”
“Help me,” Angeal pleaded. Rosso yanked on Angeal’s hair as a signal to shut up. “Please, you have to help- Oh God!” Angeal let a keening noise loose as Rosso forced his hips down and pressed harder into him.
“I was told you were testing his stamina.”
“I am.”
“And why was I called?”
“Well, we need to test his gag reflex, lung capacity, ability to multi-task. You know…”
“Ah…” With this, Azul began removing his armor. “How shall I go about doing this?”
“Make him suck you off. You’re sizable enough to make him work.” A fresh wave of fear and disgust shot up Angeal’s spine. He had just spent the better part of half an hour sucking off a fake cock, but a real one? From a man that size? Azul backhanded him. The sight of the violence excited Rosso into pressing into him even deeper. Azul took hold of the back of Angeal’s head and directed him towards his cock. It was enormous, bigger than what Angeal had just been on. “Take it,” Azul growled, a challenging tone tainting his voice.
Hesitantly, knowing what was coming if he didn’t, Angeal opened his mouth and took in the slightest tip of Azul’s cock. It tasted awful, worse than the plastic he had nearly gagged on. Still having a grip on the back of Angeal’s head, Azul plunged Angeal’s head further down on his cock.
For Rosso and Azul, the fun had just begun.
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TBC
“Repulsive. Therefore, perfect for the occasion.”
“Could you get the knife I left in that box?”
“Certainly.”
Angeal closed his eyes in utter disbelief. They were acting like this sick process was just another thing that soldiers did to captives. And perhaps it was, whispered a fearful voice in his mind. After all, they clearly didn’t play by the rules that Angeal was used to. Who was to say that this kind of torture wasn’t just an average day for them?
His reverie was broken by a ripping noise and sudden shock of cold behind him. The knife, Angeal surmised, was being used to cut through his pants just as Rosso had done with his shirt earlier. He felt his underwear leave along with his pants, leaving him completely nude, save for the shirt that Rosso had destroyed earlier in his captivity.
Nero’s eyes raked over his body once more. “They don’t keep them extremely fit, do they?”
“He’s completely disgusting,” Rosso gleefully proclaimed.
Nero examined his phone at that point. “I must be going. The researchers need me for something. Shall I send someone else to help you with this procedure?”
“Azul. Send him.”
“Very well.”
And with that, Nero left as quickly as he had entered.
“I’m actually quite pleased that he’s left,” Rosso informed Angeal. “I prefer Azul much more for this sort of activity.” Rosso haphazardly removed the phallic gag from Angeal’s mouth. He took haggard breaths as Rosso moved behind him. “I won’t be needing this anymore, that’s for certain.”
“B-Bitch…”
Rosso laughed, then stomped on the back of his knee with her high heels. “Better a bitch than a neglected SOLDIER.” She placed the very tip of the toy at the opening of his anus. “I had intended to lubricate this for you,” Rosso said, dangling the bottle in question in front of his eyes. “But if that’s how you feel…” Rosso tossed the bottle into the far corner of the room. Angeal felt his heart sink.
Without any further prelude, Rosso thrust her hips forward, penetrating him and making him cry out to the rest of the room. “S-Stop! Please!”
Rosso withdrew only the tiniest fraction of the cock before plunging it further in. Each inch renewed Angeal’s shrieks of agony. She continued this method of penetration for several minutes longer, and it couldn’t have been more than several minutes for Rosso to get the whole of her cock inside him, but it felt like an eternity for Angeal.
At the very peak of his agony, when Rosso had stuffed him with all of her cock, the door banged open again to reveal the largest man Angeal had ever seen in his life. All muscles and scowls, the man slammed the door and approached them. Rosso, perhaps in excitement, pressed forward a bit further into Angeal’s ass.
“You’re late, Azul.”
“I’ve been busy.”
“Help me,” Angeal pleaded. Rosso yanked on Angeal’s hair as a signal to shut up. “Please, you have to help- Oh God!” Angeal let a keening noise loose as Rosso forced his hips down and pressed harder into him.
“I was told you were testing his stamina.”
“I am.”
“And why was I called?”
“Well, we need to test his gag reflex, lung capacity, ability to multi-task. You know…”
“Ah…” With this, Azul began removing his armor. “How shall I go about doing this?”
“Make him suck you off. You’re sizable enough to make him work.” A fresh wave of fear and disgust shot up Angeal’s spine. He had just spent the better part of half an hour sucking off a fake cock, but a real one? From a man that size? Azul backhanded him. The sight of the violence excited Rosso into pressing into him even deeper. Azul took hold of the back of Angeal’s head and directed him towards his cock. It was enormous, bigger than what Angeal had just been on. “Take it,” Azul growled, a challenging tone tainting his voice.
Hesitantly, knowing what was coming if he didn’t, Angeal opened his mouth and took in the slightest tip of Azul’s cock. It tasted awful, worse than the plastic he had nearly gagged on. Still having a grip on the back of Angeal’s head, Azul plunged Angeal’s head further down on his cock.
For Rosso and Azul, the fun had just begun.
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TBC