Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Captive ❯ Captive ( Chapter 1 )

Captive:

 

 

Barret awoke, his head spinning and his vision hazy. Where was he? How did he get here? His stomach churned and he felt as if he hadn't eaten in weeks. His mouth was dry and his whole body ached.

 

“Comfortable?” Barret jumped, turning to the voice.

 

Standing in the doorway, framed by the light, stood the most beautiful creature Barret had ever seen. Nearly six feet tall, with flowing platinum hair and vivid mako-green eyes.

 

“Sephiroth!?”

 

The man smiled, shifting so that the light hit his face. “No.”

 

Barret racked his brains hard to place the face. Where had he seen his captor before? “YO! You're one of them dysfunctional, Jenova-infected rejects! Um…Uh…Yazoo!” The man nodded, stepping forward to run a soft ivory hand across Barret's ebony cheek. He moaned, feeling his pants tighten to unbearable proportions.

 

“ Big Brother has such pretty toys around him,” whispered Yazoo. His hot breath rolled over the ex-leader of Avalanche, leaving goose bumps. “I want one, too.” He leaned back on his heels, “Too bad you belong to Brother.”

 

Yazoo stood up and walked out, leaving Barret uncomfortable, horny and unfulfilled.

 

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Rough, calloused hands ran across his ebony stomach. He moaned, squirming as his body begged for more attention. Barret opened his eyes to find his dream a reality. Perched above him was another platinum-haired angel. This one had spiky-hair, the only difference between him and his brothers. Barret struggled to remember this one's name.

 

“Loz…” the name rolled slowly from his mouth. The only answer was a cruel smile before Loz backhanded him across the cheek.

 

“That's Master to you. You will learn, and learn quickly that you're my bitch, and you don't breath without my permission. Comprehend?” Barret found himself nodding, unsure of what else to do. The uncomfortable tightening in his pants increased at the dangerous spark in Loz's eyes.

 

Loz's smile took on an animalistic quality as he felt the bulge growing in his pet's pants. He began to run his fingers over it lightly through the rough material, sending shivers through Barret's body.

 

Suddenly he slammed his lips down onto Barret's, biting his lip, demanding entry. The ex-leader of Avalanche obliged, tasting the metallic tang of his own blood. He could feel his shirt being shredded by Loz's attempt to remove it.

 

Feeling his pet squirming under him, tasting the coppery liquid in his mouth and hearing Barret moan, Loz couldn't take any more. He sat back, letting the fingers of one ivory hand toy with an ebony nipple through the shredded material of a shirt, while the other hand removed his pants. Once the leather had pooled at his feet, Loz began to destroy the cloth barrier between him and his prize. Barret shivered as much from the cold as from the animalistic quality with which Loz had stripped him.

 

Barret realized that he couldn't fight Loz off, he didn't want to. The realization hit him harder than a PMS-ing Tifa. He was enjoying this!

 

Loz didn't give Barret much time for his own thoughts. Hauling the man to his knees, Loz slammed his weeping member down Barret's throat.

 

“Suck.” The husky, gravelly tone of the remnant's voice made Barret's cock jump.

 

He began to suck, his head bobbing slowly at first. As Loz's breathing picked up and strings of delicious moans began to pour from his throat, Barret's pace increased. The remnant bit into his lip to control a moan. Seeing this caused his cock to jump again, and Barret swallowed hard, ripping a growl from Loz's throat.

 

Loz slammed Barret onto his back. “Beg for it bitch. I want to hear you whine.” Barret found that he couldn't refuse. “Please Master, please show mercy…”

 

Loz slammed his throbbing member into Barret's ass, sheathing himself fully in one stroke. Tears of unimaginable pain welled in Barret's eyes.

 

However, it was nothing compared to the pleasure he felt when Loz pulled out and slammed back in against Barret's sweetspot.

 

Loz looked down at his stomach as he felt a hot, sticky liquid coating him. Loz took Barret's weeping member into his hand and began to pump in time to his own violently rocking hips. Barret moaned, feeling himself already nearing a peak from Loz's violent attentions. He squirmed, forcing Loz to bury himself deeper into the man's ass.

 

White stars exploded in Barret's vision as he spewed his seed all over himself and Loz. The sudden tightening of Barret's already swollen ass ripped a moan from deep inside the remnant's chest. He slammed in one final time, realeasing a flood of hot white liquid that spilled from Barret's entrance.

 

Loz fell backwards against a wall, chest heaving as he watched the ex-Avalanche leader through slitted eyes.

 

“You understand that you belong to me alone.” It wasn't a question. It was an order.

 

Barret nodded dumbly. Loz stood up, calmly re-dressing himself. “I'll be back if I feel the need to be. Until then Yazoo will bring you food periodically. See to it that you NEVER look anywhere but the floor while he is present.”

 

He walked out, leaving Barret with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.