Final Fantasy VII, Rufus/Cloud, quasi-incest
This is wrong, and they both know it.
Rufus knows more about Cloud than Cloud himself does. Memories lost to mako, things the other never knew in the first place.
As he rocked, pressing into that body that is far hotter than it should be, eyes blank and glowing bright, and he groans.
The doctors won't stop him. He's Rufus Shinra, the most powerful person in the world.
And this is just a nameless blond who nobody in Mideel knows.
But he does. And he will fuck the ideas from his mind using Cloud's so tempting body to do it.
He wonders if it's true, the rumors. He knew who Cloud's mother was, and that there is no father listed on the other's birth certificate. He knows that the woman worked for Rufus's own father before vanishing.
Blonds were so rare, really.
He wonders if the rumor is true, that the woman was carrying yet another of his father's bastards.
It doesn't matter. Right now, all that matters is the warmth that he's enjoying, rocking into at a quickening pace.
Looking at the blue eyes tinged green, he leaned in, lips brushing Cloud's.
"It doesn't matter what you might be. I will remember this. Brother or not, this is where you belong. Under me, like everything else in this world."
Pressing tight, he shuddered, and then pulled away. Cleaning himself, he straightened his clothing.
He didn't know if the man was related. But it didn't matter.