Understanding

Understanding

“Where is that stupid carrot-head?” Heideger was pissed and he let everyone know about it. Hojo was being a smart ass and the Turk executive hated it. It was annoying when that psychotic scientist was making sure he was smarter than everybody else. Which was true, by the way, but that was beyond the point. Now all he wanted to do was beat the shit out of the stupid grinning idiot.

“I asked where the fuck is Reno!? TSENG!” like a shadow the Wutanai Turk appeared behind his shoulder startling him shitless.

“Yes sir?” from his voice wasn’t detectable a slightest hit of annoyance. After all Tseng was professional and letting your superior know how much you detest him is not exactly smart.

“How many times you stupid idiot I told you not to sneak on me like that?” He shot Tseng an annoyed glare before he continued. “The president wants somebody to pick up his son from the office and take him home. Tell your lackeys to do that or do it yourself but make sure it’s done. And by the way fetch that idiot Reno and tell him I’m looking for him. What the fuck are you standing here for? Go and do it damn it!!” with another insult Heideger turned around and left the hall without even noticing the twitch in Tseng’s left eye. With a deep sigh the tall man dialled Rude’s number.

“Rude? Tell Reno when you see him that Heideger is looking for him … no … no there’s no need to hurry. He’s just throwing a fit.” When he finished Tseng started walking to the main office where the president Shinra usually spend most of his day. It was almost before the end of the day so it wasn’t so unusual to take Rufus Shinra home. It was true that playing chauffeur wasn’t work worth of Turk but since Heideger took command babysitting became one of the better jobs they could get.

Not that Tseng minded. He didn’t known Rufus for long but considered him as thoughtful young man. After all he was no older than eighteen.

In the hall where was the main office was unusual silence. The instinct of a Turk let Tseng know that something was seriously wrong. With a sharp knock Tseng entered into the office only to stay speechless in the door. On the floor was lying Rufus Shinra with face covered in blood Tseng didn’t doubt was his own. From the unmoving form he could only assumed that the young blond was unconscious.

Getting over the shock Tseng strode over the room and knelt down to the president’s son. He didn’t need to think about what happened. It was well known – thought unspoken – about the furious fights between the father and son. Tseng didn’t know it would actually go to a physical abuse but considering Heideger lack of interest it probably wasn’t the first time. Carefully picking up the blond bridal style Tseng made his way towards the personal elevator to the garage. There was no point in anybody else seeing the condition of the president son.
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Tseng wasn’t all that surprised when Rufus awoke in his arms the moment he entered the blonde’s bedroom. As gently as possible Tseng sat Rufus on the spacious bed and made him to lay down putting extra pillows under his back so he could half sit. The crystal blue eyes were dazed and Tseng wasn’t sure if Rufus was aware of his surrounding or not. He left the room to get a first aid kit only to find the other man in the same position as before. With a wash cloth he brought from the bathroom Tseng carefully started clean the blood from Rufus face.

“How long I was out?” Rufus’s voice was strangely distant not the usual smooth silk Tseng was used to.

“An hour and half, sir.” Tseng wanted to continue in cleaning Rufus’s wound but the blond stopped him.

“Don’t bother. It will get bloody again anyway.”

“Sir, it’s probably unwise to risk infection. Please let mi finish.”

Blue eyes narrowed. “Maybe we didn’t understand each other. Once again: I said don’t bother.” His voice became cold and harsh.

“I’m sorry, sir, but that won’t be possible.”

Rufus’s hand bailed into a fist ready to strike but Tseng was quicker. He put his own hand over the clenched fingers and successfully held it down. The risk of Rufus hurting himself was too high besides Tseng already knew how deeply the blond longed after physical touch. Especially, when no one could see and use it against him later. Patiently the Turk waited until the shaking of Rufus’s hand stopped.

“Please sir let me continue.” After he received a short nod Tseng finished cleaning the blood and gently examined the wound on Rufus’s face. To his relief it wasn’t anything dangerous. All the blood came from the cut eyebrow which was messy but minor. The only sigh of abuse was a nasty bruise on the left cheek but that was nothing a potion couldn’t fix. Although it was impossible to put any kind of a potion or a cure spell near Rufus now Tseng knew it had to be done. For now he had to make sure that the blond get some rest. Without asking permission the Turk slipped the white coat form Rufus’s suddenly stiffed shoulders and put it aside.

Systematically, he continued with the white suite jacket noticing the shaking of Rufus’s form. When he finally got to remove the black pullover a hand grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

“Don’t!”

“You can’t sleep with that, sir.”

“I don’t you want you to see!”

Tseng’s jaw clenched and firmly he pulled the fabric from Rufus’s body. A second time in one day the dark haired man stayed speechless. The pale and beautiful torso in front of him was covered in bruises some of them telling about how old they were due to different colouring. When he looked into Rufus’s face he understood why he didn’t want anybody to see.

He was ashamed.

With one swift move Tseng bent his head and placed a gently kiss over a bruise on the blonde’s collarbone. He could feel under his lips how Rufus breath hitched when he gave the sore spot soft lick before moving to another violated place. Tseng didn’t dare to thing how Rufus’s back must had looked like and focused his mind on kissing the hurt body.

The body he secretly wanted from the first moment he laid his eyes on Rufus. It was filling him with rage to see the object of his worship so painfully violated. With his lips Tseng made his way up to the chest, then the croak of Rufus neck slowly moving along the soft and tender skin until he kissed the chin. When he looked up he could see into Rufus’s eyes showing away all the insecurities and fear. All of it was slowly melted away with building lust but Tseng was sure it wasn’t enough.

Slowly, not to scare the blond more, he bent a little more and kissed the luscious lips. Immediately he knew that he hit the right place. Rufus’s hands wrapped around his neck and Tseng felt the lips parting in open invitation. Not wasting that opportunity Tseng pushed his tongue inside the hot cavern tasting every single bit of it. After a moment he let Rufus to take control allowing him to explore. The arms around his neck tightened their hold and the half naked body under his own pressed more into him.

When they finally parted Tseng saw two crystal clear tears slipped from corners of Rufus’s eyes. The Turk dismissed the idea of the blonde being uncomfortable considering the death grip he kept on him. More likely Rufus allowed himself to finally snap.

“Tseng, could you hold me for a moment, please?”

“Of course, sir.”

Wrapping his own arms around Rufus’s back Tseng let his hands slowly stroke the smooth skin. Wordlessly the Turk gave him all the comfort and sense of security he was able by gently rocking the shaking form. After a while Rufus calmed down but didn’t let go of Tseng.

“Could you stay here with me?”

Tseng smiled into the blond hair. “If is it your wish, sir.” It was a request he would be more than glad to comply. It quite surprised him when he felt two hands experimentally touching his hair.

“Make me forget the pain, Tseng.” The whisper was almost unnoticeable and Tseng was sure that Rufus wasn’t all that sure with himself as well, yet he couldn’t possibly say no.

When Rufus’s back hit the mattress Tseng could feel the body he was holding to tense up and moment later to relax. It was ridiculous and crazy need to give this boy – no man – everything he desired.

Callous fingers much like his own started work on his tie. It could never stop amaze Tseng how strong yet fragile Rufus could appear. Confident yet insecure.

When his own dark eyes looked into the crystal blue he could see all of this. The opposite forces worked their wonders in Rufus’s body and mind and the complex personality was more arousing then anything else.

Tseng lowered his head and let his lips descent on the soft skin under Rufus’s jaw. This time the blonde’s body responded. By the time Tseng’s tie was gone Rufus was arching into the touch biting his hand to prevent himself from crying aloud. When Tseng got his attention on one of the hardened nipples and sucked hard on it Rufus bite his hand until he drew blood. The dark haired Turk forced him to release his hand and kissed him deeply.

“Don’t hurt yourself, sir.”

“Somebody… somebody may hear.”

“Nobody will.” With that Tseng returned to sucking on Rufus’s nipples the injured hand securely in his own. With his lips moving to the other nipple Tseng’s free hand slowly moved to Rufus’s pants unfastening and unbuttoning them.

When the blond was finally naked Tseng allowed himself a few seconds to enjoy the view at the beautiful body under him, experimentally running his hands over it.

“You are… still… in your… suit.” Panted Rufus slightly blushing under Tseng’s admiring gaze. With a small smile he bent his head and took into the half hardened flesh of Rufus’s member his mouth. There was no way Rufus could prevent himself from crying out when his back arched and his head fell deep among the pillows. Only Tseng’s strong hand prevented him from bucking up his hips deeper into that talented mouth.

The Turk let the tip of his tongue tease the tender skin under the head while his fingers were working on the base of Rufus’s shaft. Within moments the now hard member was leaking with precum. The sight of Rufus moaning and arching into his touch was arousing Tseng beyond imagination as he continued to move on the swollen shaft. He had to admire the blonde’s self-control if he was able to last for so long. It seemed to him as if Rufus wasn’t sure if he wanted to lost in pleasure but he knew the man couldn’t last much longer.

As if he summoned it Rufus came with a strangled cry. Tseng made sure he tasted him into fullest. The blonde tasted somehow sweet and somehow spicy. After a moment when Rufus finally got his breathing under control the Turk slowly rose up and kissed the creamy neck.

“Your suit, Tseng.”

“What do you wish me to do with it, sir?” asked Tseng with his lips against Rufus’s neck.

“Take it off. All of it!”

“Is that an order, sir?” his voice had a hint of playfulness Tseng didn’t know he possessed. He needed to hear a direct order from this man. Preferably in the same way he ordered people around him in the office.

“Yessss!” hissed Rufus getting aroused again under the teasing touch of Tseng’s hand.

“As you wish, sir.” This was what the Turk needed to hear. An order from the blond. He needed back the superior he always knew and loved. The strong willed, stubborn and authoritative man to whom he slowly become completely addicted.

Tseng let his jacket slip from his shoulders taking his time with the rest of his clothing as well allowing it all join his tie that was already forgotten on the floor. When he finished Rufus was rock hard again blue eyes clouded.

“Sir?”

“The first drawer.” Panted Rufus while watching Tseng reach for the lotion. The blonde let his fingers travel over the toned muscles nails slightly grazing the scars from bullets. His breath hitched inside his throat when Tseng finally reached the small tube.

To heal the pain and humiliation he needed Tseng so badly. Just the image of the firm strong body moving against his was pushing him closer to climax. Rufus forced himself to sit up and wrapped his arms around Tseng’s strong shoulders.

“I want you inside me, now.”

Distantly he could feel a strong arm sneaking around his waist while soft lips worked wonders on his own mouth. His body stiffened in anticipation when a slick finger passed his cheeks and teasingly nibbled on his entrance.

“Tseng!” he practically moaned the name just to let the owner know that he didn’t need to be so gentle. But Tseng had other plans. A few more circles that made the tight entrance slicker and then he inserted just one finger. Rufus who was practically strangling his lap gasped for air and moaned.

“Tseng, I don’t need this!”

The Turk could understand the need for physical contact but for Rufus’s sake he decided against it. He knew that despite the heat of the moment the blonde needed gentleness.

“You do, sir. Trust me please.”

Rufus half cried when the first finger was joined with second. Tseng carefully stretched him with scissor-like motion gently preparing him for what was about to come while kissing him to distract him from pain. He almost lost his balance when Rufus suddenly arched and held him tightly. With a satisfaction Tseng repeated the action with a tip of his finger brushing over Rufus’s prostate.

“TSENG!!”

“Soon sir, I promise.” The whispered words almost disappeared in Rufus’s laboured breathing. A few more agonizing moments he continued in stretching until he felt the velvety wall against his fingers relax completely. Not paying any mind to the disappointed sigh Tseng withdrew his fingers and used them to coax his shaft with lotion. With a fluent motion he carefully slid Rufus on his member ignoring his own need that only grew stronger with the blonde being all around him. Tseng forced himself to give Rufus enough time to adjust before moving him.

From Rufus’ throat escaped ragged moan at the friction and Tseng pressed his lips firmly against the quickly raising chest tasting the velvety skin. Letting go another loud sound Rufus grid himself hard on Tseng arching his head backwards.

The Turk rolled his eyes from the amount of pleasure he received from Rufus’s tight channel. Holding back urge to mercilessly slamming into the pale body Tseng set for a steady rhythm of deep thrusts that was slowly sending Rufus into ecstasy.

Carrying on being gentle was heavily tested when Rufus became more vocal. The dark haired Turk wanted nothing more than take the body with all the force he possessed but when he opened his eyes and looked at the bruises covered torso his hands moved on their own accord to smooth the hurt skin and bring as much pleasure to the president’s son as possible. Tseng was determined to take away as much pain as he could in that moment. He wasn’t fooling himself that the pain Rufus had obtained could go away so quickly. It would take time… something Tseng was more than willing to sacrifice to help the blond.

He could feel Rufus’s fingers dig deep into his back when he heard him whisper thickly into his ear.

“Harder, Tseng! I NEED it!”

Within a second Rufus was on his back as Tseng’s self control snapped and he slammed into the eager body under him hardly just like he wished. The pleasure was overwhelming and he wouldn’t be able to stop even if he had to. One of his hands sneaking between their bodies firmly caressing the hard flesh of Rufus’s member bringing them both towards orgasm and Tseng knew that neither of them will last much longer.

With a cry Rufus finally came successfully clamping his inner muscles down on Tseng which was all he need to follow his boss. Pulling out almost inhuman control over his body Tseng managed not to just fall on Rufus and when he was able to breath again gently roll over next to the still dazzled blond.

Rufus’s eyes were shining and Tseng couldn’t help himself and kiss the bruised lips with all gentleness he possessed protectively wrapping his arms around the other.

“Tseng, I’m sure that they heard.”

The firm look Tseng held in his eyes was more than confirming that he was high ranking Turk for reason.

“They won’t dare to tell, sir, please trust me.”

Rufus smirked at him before falling asleep in his bodyguard’s arms. It would be impossible not to trust him after all.
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Another one from the series of one shots I made about my favourite pairings in FFVII. There is RudexReno next and that would be end of it. But if you have another pairing in mind I can write it down too.
Review would be most appreciated so till next time.
Murail