Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Tilted Axys ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The "torture" inflicted upon Axys continued every night for several months. Hours before each "session" Yazoo brought food and kept a close eye as she ate her fill. Throughout the weeks, Yazoo and Loz would come to her cell and repeat her punishment. Kadaj, however, never appeared to take her.

Later into the duration of her captivity, Loz and Yazoo would come to her separately.

Loz had his usual preference. Axys cuffed and bent over the desk. The bruises on the tops of her thighs from being slammed against the edge of the desk never seemed to go away.

As Loz had his preference, so did Yazoo. He liked Axys on her knees in front of him. Most of the time she thought he would tear her hair out.

She would never tell anyone just how much she liked it.

One particularly cold night, Kadaj made his first appearance to her. He brought her a blanket.

"We can't have you freezing to death, can we?" He smirked.

Weeks passed and she was left alone for the time.

She had a feeling tonight was going to be different. Yazoo came to her cell alone. Axys stared at the wall, daydreaming about her next encounter with her dangerous captors. When she heard the door she forced a frightened expression and turned to see who it was. When she saw that it was Yazoo, she licked her lips nervously, stood from her position hugging her legs, and walked to the desk where Yazoo would brace himself. There she knelt slowly, her head bowed.

Yazoo walked gracefully to stand before her. When her fingers found his zipper, he placed his hands over her to stay them.

"Not tonight." he purred. "Tonight you get a special treat."

Yazoo grabbed the chain that was connected to her cuffs and half-dragged the reluctant woman to her feet.

"What do you mean special?" she asked apprehensively.

Yazoo smiled a wicked-creepy smile and led Axys from her cell.

They walked down a dim, blue-lit hallway. The only sound was the clattering of Axys' chain. They approached a heavy looking door, and Yazoo handed her "leash" to Loz, who stood waiting for them.

"Wait here." Yazoo ordered.

"Like I'm going anywhere." Axys sassed, rolling her eyes. Yazoo smiled and back-handed her hard across the face.

She simply chuckled just to irritate him and then said "Temper, temper, temper."

Her answer was the slamming of the door as Yazoo went inside the room. Loz seized the opportunity and shoved her front-first into the wall.

He flattened himself against her and nuzzled her neck, sending shivers across her body.

"Mm . . ." he purred, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bring it, Mama's boy." She dared. Loz snickered and pressed his groin against her, painfully squishing her into the wall.

Damn he made her hot.

The door opened and Loz yanked her from the wall and pushed her inside.

"You may shower. You may also have a drink if you feel so inclined." Yazoo said.

The door closed and she was alone. She heard a click as the door locked from the outside and a key was slipped underneath it, along with a note.

"To your cuffs." it stated, simply.

She picked up the key and uncuffed herself. Her wrists were chafed and bruised, and her elbows and shoulders ached as she stretched her arms out for the first time in over a month.

Axys looked around the room and took in the warm surroundings. There was a window-closed and locked-to her right, and further past that was a small kitchen. In front of her and to the right there was a large, comfy-looking bed. To the left of that was a nightstand, and further left there was a small mini-bar. There was a couch to the right of the bed, angled against the wall, and a small dining table just inside the kitchen, surrounded by lavish chairs. There was also a small sofa-chair across from the couch. The walls were a warm, creamy red, and the carpet was deep cream, and plushy. It was a beautiful room.

She noticed a towel and a fluffy white bath-robe lying on the bed. She picked them up and turned left, stepping into the luxurious bathroom.

Laying the robe and the towel onto the counter, she stepped into the glass shower. Axys turned the water on a moaned softly when the hot water hit her cold skin. She turned to the rack, where there was an assortment of soaps and hair products. She smelled them all, then picked the lilac smelling soap and the corresponding shampoo. There was a razor. She used it to shave her legs and under her arms. She washed and then stood motionless, leaning against the wall under the water. Axys didn't know when-or if-this would happen again. She began singing to herself, a slow, haunting melody.

"So many words for the broken heart.

It's hard to see in a crimson love.

So hard to breathe,

walk with me and maybe . . .

Knights of light

so soon become

wild and free.

I could feel the sun.

"Your every wish

will be done." They tell me.

Show me the meaning

of being lonely.

Is this the feeling

I need to walk with?

Tell me why

I can't be there where you are.

There's something missing in my heart."

She stayed in the shower until the water turned cold. Sighing, she stepped out of the shower, shutting the water off.

On the counter next to her towel, there were bottles of lotions and powder. She used her favorites, and then wrapped herself in the soft, warm bathrobe. Axys noticed her reflection in the mirror then. She flinched at her hair's shaggy volume. After searching for a few minutes, she located a pair of scissors. She cut her hair. It was still as long as it was before; she just layered it to take the volume off. Her hair looked a lot like Yazoo's, only longer. Despite her situation, she looked radiant.

'A good night's sleep in a real bed!' she thought to herself, walking out of the bathroom.

She decided to take Yazoo's advice and have a drink. On the mini bar, there were bottles of Whiskey, Vodka, Sake, and even Bailey's Original. She chose the Bailey's. Axys poured herself a small glass of the warm liquid, and took a small sip. It tasted sweet, and burned all the way down when she swallowed it. Warmth spread through her limbs.

Axys turned away from the bar, cup to her lips, and suddenly gasped and began coughing and choking. She dropped the cup to the floor. Kadaj sat in a chair to the left of the door. She'd walked right past him and hadn't even noticed him. How long had he been there?

Kadaj half-grinned and snickered when Axys began choking. When she caught her breath, she leaned back against the mini bar and bowed her head.

"I'm sorry, I thought I was alone." She explained.

Kadaj stood and walked-catlike-to stand before her.

"You're mine tonight, understand?" He said, slowly. "If you resist me, I'll kill you. Do as I say and you can go back to your room in one piece. Am I clear?" His tongue flicked across Axys' ear and she shivered, nodding her agreement. "Undress me." was his whispered order.

Axys nodded again. She lifted her head and dared to look him in the eye. Her breath caught in her throat.

He grabbed her wrists. "What are you waiting for?" He asked, "Now!" He led her hand to the zipper on his vest and pulled it down a little. Axys took over, fully unzipping the vest, and then unbuckling the straps across his chest. She then trailed her fingers down his arms and pulled the black gloves off of his hands. She paused, and then pushed the leather suit down off of his shoulders, so that it hung around his waist.

The next thing she knew she was hitting the wall and his lips were pressing firmly against hers, his tongue delving into her hot, sweet mouth.

He kissed the breath right out of her. She never wanted him to stop.

He did stop though, pulling her away from the wall and ordering her to finish undressing him. He kicked his boots off and stood before her, arms crossed and legs braced apart. Axys pushed the suit over his hips and down each muscled leg. She stretched to full length before him when she was finished.

"Now you." he said, his voice deep with his lust.

She stepped away from him and slowly untied the belt to the bathrobe. She shrugged it off her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet, all the while staring into his glowing, mako-enhanced eyes.

She stood before him, naked, awaiting his next order.

He slowly circled her, looking her over from head to toe. She felt as though she was being hunted. She thought her heart would beat right out of her chest before he finally stopped in front of her.

"On your knees." he almost snarled. "Make me like it or you'll regret it." he growled into her ear, his hot breath sweeping across her skin.

"Yeah, ok." Axys answered, coaxing a raised eyebrow from the villain as she gracefully dropped to her knees.

She ran her hands down the sides of his hips, then up the insides of his thighs. She watched his thick, long, hard cock tense in anticipation. Axys ran her finger up the underside of his cock, then slowly began tracing the head with her tongue. Kadaj groaned above her, and began running his fingers through her golden hair.

"More." he breathed. He tangled his fingers in her hair and forced her to look up at him.

"More." he repeated.

Axys closed her eyes and began sucking on the head of his cock. Kadaj took a deep breath and groaned again. She began stroking him with her tongue, and took more of him in her mouth. She licked and sucked and swallowed around his cock until he was writhing beneath her touch. His response was getting her hot, making her wet.

"Stop," he groaned, "I'm not ready to be finished yet." He took her hand from his thigh and lifted her to her feet with ease.

"Get on the bed." he said, raggedly.

"And how will you have me?" she asked over her shoulder as she walked to the bed.

He pushed her onto her ands and knees. "Just like this." he said.

Axys watched over her shoulder as Kadaj put the first two fingers of his right hand into his mouth. She had to close her eyes at that all-to-arousing image. Then she felt those fingers slide into her wetness. She pushed against him.

"Oh you like that, do you? Or . . . is that resistance?" Kadaj threw his arm around her neck and forced her to stand on her knees. "Well?" He asked tightening his hold.

"I like it," Axys moaned, "please . . ."

Kadaj smiled a cocky smile and snaked his other arm around in front of her. She arched against his hand as he began to stroke her. She grabbed the arm still around her throat and dug her nails into his flesh. He grunted and moved his arm from her neck. His fingers found one of her nipples. She whimpered and laid her head back on his shoulder.

He continued his torture until she was moving against him. He then pushed her back onto all fours and roughly entered her from behind. Axys cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain. He groaned at her tightness and slowly began to move within her.

Axys met each stroke, moving in time with Kadaj's thrusts. His fingers dug painfully into her hips then trailed up her spine. He pulled her up onto her knees again, still moving inside her; and the new angle made her muscles tense and quiver. She gasped again and again as he thrust harder and harder. He kissed and licked her neck, and bit her shoulder. Then he growled and pulled out of her.

"What's wrong?" Axys asked, a little afraid.

"Turn around." He said. "On your back. I want to see you."

She did as she was told and he attacked her, biting at her lips, tongue and neck. Then her breasts. He began suckling a nipple and she gasped, nearly flying off the bed.

"Tell me you like this." Kadaj ordered/

"I like it . . .I like it!" Axys whimpered, breathlessly.

"Say my name. I want you to say my name." He grabbed a fistful of her hair and stared into her sea-green eyes.

"Kadaj . . ." she whispered, feather soft. He nodded and shoved himself into her, thrusting over and over again; harder and harder. He watched her watching him. She stared into his cold eyes, unwavering. Every once in a while she would close her eyes and gasp, letting out a ragged moan.

"Kiss me." he demanded. "Now, dammit!"

Axys put both of her delicate hands on his face and pulled him down to her. She only looked at him for a moment, then he thrust particularly hard and she pressed her lips to his. She ran her tongue across his lower lip, flinching when he growled at her. She kissed his lips, traced his jaw line with nibbling kisses and sucked on his neck. One of his hands fisted in her hair and forced her to kiss him again. The kiss was her undoing. Hot. Wet. Hungry. She began to whimper as she felt climax approaching.

"Oh," Kadaj said, "are you close? Come with me. Come. Come now. Come with me . . ." Kadaj's thrusts rocked through her body like an electric current.

"Kadaj . . .I can't . . .oh god . . .I'm there!" Axys cried. She thrust against him just as he thrust into her as hard as he could. Her body tightened around him. Kadaj shouted loudly as he came, pulling out and covering her stomach with his hot, sticky come. He thought he could hear gunfire at that moment, but settled with the thought that it was just the blood rushing in his ears.

He collapsed on top of her. She grunted under his weight.

"Don't move." He said.

So she didn't. She drifted off to sleep listening to his deep, erratic breathing.

Much later Axys awoke to a zipping sound. Kadaj was up and dressed.

"Kadaj?" she said.

"You will call me 'Sir' or call me nothing at all." He stated. He continued before she could correct herself. "You will stay in my room. Yazoo and Loz will still have free reign over you. You will allow it or you will die. Each night, you will attend to my needs until I am tired of you, at which point you will be moved back to your cell. Is that clear?" He turned to look at her. His smile was . . .warm . . .?

"Yes sir." Axys agreed, flashing a mock salute.

"This door will remain locked from the outside. There are fresh clothes in the bureau. I will be back after nightfall. With Yazoo and Loz." Kadaj walked out, locking the door behind him, laughing at Axys' sputtering coughs at his implications.