Final Fantasy VII, Sephiroth/Cloud, D/S, "What will you do for your God?"
He stared at the man kneeling at his feet, head bowed to the floor and wearing only hair, as he sprawled in the overstuffed chair that served as a throne. A smirk was on pale lips as he regarded that once proud figure humbled before him.
“What will you do for your God?” he inquired, his voice holding a note if curiosity that was nearly smothered by the lust he felt for this delicate creature. The sound of his voice sent a shiver through his pet, and his lips stretched in a larger smirk as mako bright eyes looked up at him fro behind pale hair.
“Whatever my God wishes of me,” gasped the pet, and he watched slender hips thrust at the words, seeking relief from the leather and metal wrapped around the soft balls and hard cock while trying to get away from the latex shoved up that lovely ass. Desperate was a good look for his pet, hard, aching and full, and he gestured for his pet to approach him.
“Bring me off with your mouth and you might earn back part of your name,” he remarked, opening his pants to allow his hard erection the freedom to emerge. He sighed as that hot mouth swallowed him, sucking with determination, and he slid his fingers through his pet’s hair. “Or perhaps you would prefer relief to your name, hm? After all, you’ve been dressed like that for hours.”
He knew the limitations of his pet, knew how far he could be pushed before he broke, and each time, that limit was increased just a bit more. When he had first taken his pet and dressed him like this, he had lasted only a half hour before he was begging and pleading for relief, willing to surrender everything from his life to his name for that bit of relief. A surrender he had been waiting for, delighting in stripping the proud man of everything that made him so proud.
That wet mouth sucked harder on his cock, the only voice his pet had to state his wishes now, and he laughed, shoving his cock into that beautiful mouth that use to sneer at him. He felt the head of his cock hit the back of his pet’s throat before he was being swallowed down, muscles fluttering around his sensitive skin, and he gripped that pale hair tightly as he fucked that mouth.
In no time, he was coming, shooting his seed down that greedy throat as his pet swallowed everything he had to give, and he relaxed on his throne, smirking at the swollen lips as his pet obediently sat back on his heels, a faint wince as the movement shifted the latex cock inside him.
“Congratulations on winning back part of your name.... Seph,” purred Cloud Strife as he stroked his hand through that long silver hair, and his pet bowed his proud head again in acknowledgment of the words.