Final Fantasy VII, Rufus/Cloud, I'll make you a deal 1/2
“I’ll make you a deal.”
Cloud blearily glared up at the smug face of Rufus Shinra before snorting and returning to his bottle. All he wanted to do was sit in the ruined Shinra Tower and forget his most recent battle with Sephiroth by way of a crate of strong alcohol. “You don’t have anything I want.”
There was a rustling of cloth before something was dropped next to Cloud on the blanket in a clink of metal. Curious, Cloud glanced over before freezing at the sight of the leather and mithryl collar laying there. Tears prickled in his eyes as he stared at the item that stated he had once belonged to the most powerful man on Gaia, that he had been wanted enough to claim even as subtle as this collar.
“It’s amazing what you can find in old records and forgotten inventory,” remarked Rufus, his voice casual but with a triumphant note to it, and Cloud reached out to wrap his fingers around the collar. “Sephiroth left a great deal of useless items behind when he went to Nibelheim.”
Unable to help it, Cloud flinched at that little dig because he had been left behind when Sephiroth had turned to Jenova, but he wasn’t useless. He hadn’t been since he arrived at Midgar and Zack introduced him to Sephiroth, knowing that Cloud could give the Silver General what Zack himself couldn’t. Only those two had known that Cloud had been eleven instead of fourteen when he enlisted. He held the collar in his hands as he stared at it while Rufus continued talking.
“It’s a simple arrangement, Cloud. You become my pet, and I will treat you like Sephiroth and Zack did while keeping your secret,” purred Rufus, his voice thick with lust, and Cloud could feel those ice blue eyes traveling over his body as if he were actually touching Cloud.
Laughter spilled out of Cloud as he rose to his feet, harsh and mocking. He raised the collar to his neck, fastening it with practiced eased as he heard Sephiroth whispering in his ear, claiming him and stating only Cloud could remove the collar and return it when the boy grew tired of being a pet. With the last lock clicking into place, a disturbingly loud sound in the silent ruins, Cloud felt something settle within him, a rightness that had been returned to his life. He straightened and turned to face Rufus, his whole manner changed from the melancholy man that Rufus was familiar with after Meteor to the proud warrior that had been trained by the best of Shinra’s Military.
“You are forgetting your place, Rufus Shinra,” purred Cloud, the words familiar but strange on his lips as he stalked towards the other blond who had suddenly paled. A small smirk curled the corner of Cloud’s mouth as he stalked towards Rufus, forcing the other man to back up into a wall. Rufus swallowed hard even as his eyes grew wide when his back hit the wall, and Cloud glanced behind Rufus when he caught sight of glimmering green. There was a cracked mirror partially hidden behind the crumbled wall that reflected materia green eyes with slitted pupils instead of mako blue.
There was a slight movement from Rufus, and Cloud’s eyes snapped back to him as the blond SOLDIER leaned his arms against the wall, trapping Rufus between the wall and his body. “Something wrong, Rufus? You’re acting like you don’t want my company anymore. What happened to wanting your own pet SOLDIER?”
Rufus opened his mouth to speak when Cloud shoved his leg between Rufus’, and his smirk grew at the feel of heated flesh pressed against his thigh. “Are you enjoying this, Rufus? The fact that you’re helpless if I should decide to bend you over right here and treat you as you wanted to treat me. Like a toy, a dildo with legs and a ready hole or two. After all, I’m sure that’s how you imagined what I was to Sephiroth.”