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Cloud takes Jessie up on her offer. Anything can happen. May or may not develop into more after that first night – either outcome is fine.

Bonus: The "ghosts" try to interrupt and Cloud tells them to fuck off.

Mmmm do want

For wasting her valuable time.

So Leslie is the only good looking guy working for Corneo which I found odd cuz Leslie even days to Cloud Corneo never hires attractive men to work for him but then here's Leslie looking like a whole buffet but anyway

After the whole bride scene, Cloud and friends have to save Leslie from Corneo cuz he attempts to kidnap him

The whole bit Corneo said about wanting to give Leslie a piece of the business on the surface with ShinRa? All a lie, he wanted to keep Leslie as a personal whore

+Corneo was surprisingly strong in that cutscenes despite his obvious girth I wanna see him using his strength to his advantage maybe to keep Leslie close like a human shield when Cloud, Aerith, Tifa and Barret find Corneo in the sewers

++Madam M and Andrea Rhodea hint that Don Corneo is pretty sleazy when helping Cloud and Aerith sneak in to fin Tifa earlier but that Corneo seemed to have a weird interest in Leslie especially

Yes please!

Someone please write this!

Do you know how novel and exciting having cover fire is? That part truly tipped me over into love for Biggs, and Cloud would be grateful too. And then there's always the possibility of SOLDIER hearing and Cloud hearing Biggs say, "That one's a keeper."

After getting down from the plate, Cloud walks Wedge home and then meets Jessie as she insisted. But when he checks on Biggs he finds the man anxious and fretful, and Cloud himself is still wide-awake after jumping off the plate... driving stressful thoughts out of Biggs mind is the perfect opportunity to try making a move.

++Biggs has a mission tomorrow that Cloud (as far as he knows rn) isn't going on, and he surprises Biggs with the considerate assumption that he'll be bottoming, given Biggs can't afford a limp and Cloud has mako healing. (tho whether he's "bottoming" or riding Biggs, idc.)

+++Tenderness. It just really struck me how kind Biggs seems.

++++Biggs lives. Cloud dumps potions and healing spells on him, maybe even a hyper to get his adrenaline going. Anything to get him on his feet and heading back down the tower.

Love this prompt! I tried my hand at a fill. I may or may not be slightly tipsy right now so I apologize if any of this is inconsistent or doesn't make sense... I wanted to get this kink meme started! Let me know what you think :)

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Cloud took his time walking back to his apartment, allowing the adrenaline surging through his body to run its course. He’d never been parachuting before, and though he’d been able to keep his composure on the outside, inside he’d been shaking. He was relishing the feeling of the dirt beneath his boots, glad to be back on solid ground, when he found himself outside Biggs’ apartment.

“Hey.”

“Hey!” said Biggs, unable to hide the excitement in his voice. “I take it you landed safely then?”

“Yeah,” Cloud responded simply, distracted by the smile on Biggs’ face.

There was something about the other man that made Cloud’s heart race. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was, but it gave him an even greater rush of warmth than he got being around Tifa.

“I’m glad,” Biggs said. “I have to admit, I didn't expect to see you again tonight.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well… to be honest I thought Jessie would have gotten her claws in you, but it appears you’ve escaped her clutches unscathed,” Biggs said with a playful grin that nearly caused the bittered heart hardened heart merc to smile.

“Nah, she’s not really my type,” Cloud said. Without thinking he took a step closer to the other man. He was just a breath away now. The men were similar heights, providing them with the advantage, or perhaps disadvantage, or being unable to avoid the others’ gaze.

“Yeah, mine either,” Biggs said breathlessly.

There was silence for a moment.

“Do you want to come in?” Biggs asked. His hand brushed the door handle.

“Sure.”

Biggs’ apartment was modest, similar to the standard slum home. His kitchen and living room were rolled into one. What Cloud could only assume was his bathroom and bedroom were behind the other two doors.

“Nice place,” Cloud said, feeling the need to fill the silence.

“It’s not much,” Biggs said. The two men stared at each other, neither willing to make the first move.

“Uh, do you want something to drink?” Biggs asked.

“Sure.”

Biggs busied himself in the kitchen. “So, you think you’ll stick around a while? I’m sure Barret’s told you we’ve got plenty of work to do. Could use an experienced SOLIDER like yourself.”

Cloud shrugged, ever noncommittal. “I mean, I made a promise to Tifa, so I could be here for a little while at least.”

“Good.” Biggs said. He handed Cloud a stiff drink. “I’m glad.”

Cloud took a long draught of his drink, then his tongue flicked out and licked some of the alcohol that stained his lips. “Me too.”

“So…” Biggs couldn’t stop himself from asking, “Are you guys a thing?

“No,” Cloud said quickly. “Just friends.”

“I’m glad.” Biggs couldn’t hide his smile. He stood very close to Cloud now, so close their breath mingled.

Their eyes met, kind and hungry brown eyes meeting the inhuman cyan glow of Cloud’s mako-infused eyes. Then they were kissing, and neither was sure who started it first, but they were both hungry and eager for the other, hands journeying to forbidden places quickly as adrenaline coursed through their veins. They had a mutual desire to fulfill - a mutual hunger.

Biggs pressed his body harder against Cloud, shoving him into the wall. Cloud grunted, hands gripping Biggs all over like a triple slash attack, unable to find a resting place, wishing it was possible to feel all of his muscular body at once.

They kissed heatedly. Their hands moved rapidly over each other's bodies, shredding clothing rapidly. By the time they made it to the bedroom they were in nothing but undershirts and underwear.

Biggs pulled Cloud down to his bed, kissing him desperately, hands grasping his chest. Both men grunted as their heat connected, hard cocks rubbing against each other. They both reached down, both trying to take the lead in their ministrations. Cloud won out in the end, easily enough as his body lay draped over the other man’s. Cloud shoved Bigg’s boxers down, revealing his hard, dripping length.

Cloud could barely stifle a moan at the very sight. Biggs’s stomach dropped in the most delicious way at Cloud’s reaction. Biggs yanked the other man’s pants down, wanting, no, needing, to see his desire.

Both men seemed transfixed with each other’s cocks for a moment, but then Biggs flipped them and took Cloud in his mouth. Cloud’s head fell back as his hips thrust forward. “Ff-fuck,” he groaned, cock twitching urgently inside Biggs’ mouth. His right hand found its way into Bigg’s hair, threading through the dark locks.

The gloved hand wrapped around his hair nearly hurt Bigg’s now, but he didn’t want to stop, didn’t want to risk interrupting the other man’s pleasure. Biggs’ ass raised high in the air, his huge hard cock dripping precum onto the mattress, evidence of his want for the former SOLIDER. “Fuck me,” Cloud groaned, bucking his hips into Biggs’ mouth. Biggs’ coughed but managed to swallow, sending another heady ripple of pleasure through the mercenary.

Cloud forced himself to pull out, knowing what was to come would grant him even greater pleasure. He twisted around so he knelt on his hands and knees. “Fuck me,” he repeated, swaying his ass enticeingly.

Biggs groaned audibly, hand gripping his own cock tighter. “You sure?”

Cloud nodded. “You guys have a mission tomorrow, and I could use the day off.” He wiggled his ass enticingly in Biggs’ direction. “Fuck me hard.”

Biggs didn’t need any more convincing than that. He was on Cloud in a second, bending down to shower kisses upon his neck and back. He reached into his nightstand and applied some sort of liquid to his fingers so fast Cloud had barely begun protesting at the lack of contact before Biggs was back, two fingers probing at Cloud’s entrance.

Cloud let loose a wanton moan. Biggs was glad they’d had that drink to celebrate, as he knew the stoic merceny was not this free with his emotions sober.

“I thought I told you to fuck me,” Cloud moaned.

“I am.”

“With your cock.”

Biggs’ rigid cock swelled further at the request. He withdrew his fingers from the other man and aligned his hips with him instead. “Whatever you say, merc,” Biggs grunted. Then he plunged into him, swollen cockhead piercing Cloud in half.

Cloud cried out as his muscles clenched, gripping Biggs in a death grip. Biggs gripped Cloud’s hips tightly and stilled his hips, allowing Cloud time to adjust to his size.

Cloud’s ass had barely gotten used to Biggs’ length when he urged, “Keep going”

“But you--”

“Keep going.” Cloud growled, shoving his hips backwards. “Fuck me.”

Biggs groaned at Cloud’s insistence and finally relented. He thrust into Cloud harder, faster, eliciting a pained or pleasured moans from the other, Biggs wasn’t sure. Maybe both. He gripped Cloud’s hips hard enough to leave marks on his left side as his right hand found Cloud’s leaking cock and began jerking him off.

Cloud’s pained grunts soon turned into wanton moans as Biggs continued to stroke him and fuck him relentlessly. His hand moved in time with his thrusts, thumb moving teasingly over the head. Cloud was moaning loudly, beginning to meet him thrust for thrust. It was too much.

“I’m gonna cum,” Biggs admitted, unable to hold back any longer. His hand worked more frantically upon Cloud’s length, stroking him hard and fast, spreading precum over the head, urging him to join him over the edge.

His breath was heavy in Cloud’s ear, strong, calloused hand holding his hips in place as his other hand rubbed Cloud’s cock. As Cloud felt the Biggs’ explode inside him, hot cum plastering his insides and unabashed moans in his ears, Cloud came hard.

He cried out, dick pulsing with heat as ropes of cum shot form him, coating Biggs’ hand and bedspread. Biggs worked his cock throughout his orgasm, prolonging his pleasure. When Cloud had finally stopped shaking, Biggs pulled him snugly against his chest and rested his head in the crook of Cloud’s neck, kissing him tenderly.

They lay there in silence except for their labored briefly, gradually returning to normal. Soon, Cloud’s breath entered a rhythmic breathing that told Biggs he’d fallen asleep.

He knew Cloud wouldn’t be happy in the morning to find he’d fallen asleep here, but Biggs was too selfish to wake him. His warmth was too good, too rare of a luxury, that Biggs didn’t dare wake him. Biggs sighed contentedly into Cloud’s neck, forehead brushing against his spiky hair. “Goodnight Merc,” He yawned. “You’re definitely a keeper.”

Anon this was so fucking hot! There needs to be more content for this pairing, honestly.

Delicious <3

Cloud is defeated by Rufus and captured. Aerith is also re-captured somehow.

Since Cloud is company property, and Hojo still wants to mate the Ancient with a SOLDIER (and since Hojo now has a vested interest in Cloud), Hojo requests permission from Rufus to have the two reproduce. He agrees.

Oooh someone fill this please!

I am the anon above. I ended up filling this myself. It was a lot of fun to write! Let me know what you think. I'd love to read others' fills as well.

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They’d failed. He’d failed. He failed as a bodyguard and a friend. He failed the women he'd promised to protect.

Cloud slammed his fist into the stone wall. He was being held in a small cell, somewhere in Shinra’s tower he presumed. Though he’d fallen to Rufus, he held out hope the others had still managed to escape safely.

All hopes of that were shattered when he was tossed into a cell with Aerith later that day.

He found her naked, spread eagle, chained up by her limbs laying on a dingy mattress.The skin around her wrists and ankles was red and angry from grinding against the harsh metal, evidence of Aerith’s desperate attempts to break free. It hadn’t been enough to take her weapons away - she’d needed to be bound. A powerful Cetra like her could not be underestimated. Her pretty bow had been torn from her head so her hair hung freely around her. Her nipples were peaked from the cold and her milky thighs were spread erotically, revealing her body to him fully. She would have been the picture of erotiscism if not for the defeated look on her face and the bruises covering her body.

Aerith looked up when she heard the cell door open. Her brilliant emerald eyes widened when she saw Cloud, and she looked hopeful for a fleeting moment, until she noticed Hojo peering in at them through the unbreakable glass.

Cloud ran to her and gathered her in his arms as best he could with the chains holding her down. His typical shyness was overpowered by his concern for her. “Aerith, what did he do to you?”

“I’m okay,” she tried to assure him, but her eyes were red and watery. “He bound me so I can’t use magic.”

That didn’t address the nakedness, Cloud thought. His eyes narrowed.

“I assume you’re wondering why I’ve brought you here,” Hojo's grating voice broke through his thoughts.

Cloud glared in response. “Not really. All I care about is killing you and getting her out of here.”

Hojo laughed. “Oh, you won’t be leaving anytime soon.” He tapped his fingers against the glass of the cell, taunting him. “You see, you’re going to impregnate her.”

“What?”

“You’re going to mate with Aerith daily until you successfully produce a child with Cetra powers. It will be most interesting to observe the effects of mako on your mating. Does it enhance or impede your performance? Does your cum glow from the mako? I have many curiosities yet to discover.”

Cloud couldn’t process what Hojo was saying. What kind of nightmare was this?

“Cloud.” Aerith’s soft voice broke through to him. “Please. We have to.”

Cloud turned his attention away from Hojo and faced Aerith fully. What had they done to her? How had they broken her down so quickly?

“Aerith,” he whispered. His voice was softer and gentler now, but still had a hard edge. “I'm not gonna give into Hojo. We can fight this.”

The Cetra shook her head, defeated.

Hojo seemed to be getting inpatient. He tapped repeatedly on the glass. “Knock, knock? I haven’t got all day you know. I know she’s not as pretty as your buxom girlfriend, but she’s still a looker. Surely you should be grateful for the opportunity!”

It only took a moment for Cloud to realize who Hojo meant by his “buxom girlfriend.”

“What have you done with her?” he shouted, with such a darkness in his voice it made Aerith shiver. He slammed his hands against the glass.

“President Rufus requested her personally. Don’t worry. I’m told Rufus isn’t nearly as harsh as his father was when it comes to his playthings. However… Rufus also isn’t a patient man. If you don’t do what I want, well, I can’t promise her safety.” Hojo smiled evilly.

Cloud’s nostrils flared in anger and his hands tensed, itching for the cold metal steel of his sword. He wanted to slice this man in half, slowly, inch by inch, letting him feel as his body was sliced in two. “If any of you lay a finger on Tifa I will cut you down. Slowly. Painfully.”

Hojo laughed in his face. “Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you? Fortunately for me, you are never getting out of here. You’re going to be my soldier breeding machine! If you don’t produce Cetra babies however… I suppose we’ll just have to dispose of you. Either way, you’re never getting out. Now, go on, I’m waiting.”

Cloud gritted his teeth. He didn’t see a way out of this. He directed his attention to Aerith. She was waiting for his response, brilliant emerald eyes staring at him intently. “Would be quicker if you left us alone,” he growled.

“Aw, but what’s a show without an audience?” Hojo laughed creepily and took a seat behind the control panel facing their cell. Cloud could only imagine what manner of torturous devices all those buttons triggered.

It didn’t take long before he found out firsthand.

A blood curdling scream tore from Aerith’s throat all of a sudden as an electric buzzing sound filled the air. Her hands shook violently in their chains as Hojo electrocuted her, gleefully laughing all the while.

“Aerith!” Cloud grabbed the chains around her wrists, pulling desperately in an attempt to remove them, but all that earned him was a shock of his own. He grunted through the pain and kept tugging.

“Cloud - agh - it’s use - AGH - useless! Please… just… fuck me.” Those words coming out of Aerith’s sweet pink lips was such a contrast to her overall sweetness that Cloud nearly short circuited. Finally getting it through his thick skull that Hojo was not going to stop hurting Aerith until he complied, surprising even himself Cloud leaned over her and kissed her tenderly as his hand cupped her breast.

This seemed to satisfy Hojo and he finally stopped the electric flow into her binds. Aerith whimpered softly in relief. Cloud kissed her a little deeper, comforting her with a slight brush of his tongue against her lips.
Aerith gasped into his mouth. This was the first pleasure she’d felt for weeks since being captured. She deepened the kiss, tongue sliding against his as their soft lips melded together. She wanted so desperately to run her fingers through his spiky hair, but she had to settle for angling her body towards him in an effort to show him she wanted this.

Cloud took the hint for once and positioned his body over hers, applying a gentle pressure as to not harm her fragile body, bruised and weak from malnutrition and torture. His other hand joined the first on her breasts and he squeezed softly, getting to know her body. Eventually his hands roamed further down, tracing the outline of her hips and thighs.

She wasn’t sure how long he kissed her, but it was long enough that she was starting to feel woozy in the most delicious way and heat was rapidly filling her core. She would be lying if she said she hadn’t fantasized about this. Of course, in her fantasies he’d always kissed her in a field of flowers and not in a cell, but she would take what she could get. Her hands fisted and her toes curled. It was unbearable not to touch him. Aerith was faintly aware of her moans as he continued to kiss and fondle her, but she was far more in tune to the soft grunts and moans he was making in response to hers. She tried to pretend she was somewhere else. She tried to pretend he loved her in the way he loved Tifa.

When she started moaning into his mouth Cloud nearly allowed himself to forget where he was; allowed himself to escape into a moment where time didn’t exist. Her soft curves and even softer lips were heaven; her modest breasts fit perfectly into his hands. Cloud toyed with her nipples between his fingers, earning him a sulty moan. She was gorgeous, but it was impossible to ignore Hojo’s presence. Cloud was still acutely aware of the lingering threat. He had to comply with Hojo for now. Buy some time. Make a plan and escape this cell, save Tifa, find Barret and Red XII and get the hell out of here.

Their kissing must have started to bore Hojo, because he taunted. “This is nice and romantic and all, but let’s get to the real action. I’m starting to think you don’t have it in you, boy.”

Cloud glared at the mad scientist. “I know what I’m doing.” He moved down her body and, as if in a race to prove his point, parted her delicate folds with his fingers and drilled his tongue into her.

“Oh Cloud!” Aerith cried out, grateful for the contact at last. Her hips shot off the floor, grinding against his face. She could tell by his frantic rhythm and the way his tongue moved that he wasn’t very familiar with this. Maybe Hojo was right. Was it possible someone this attractive hadn’t gotten far with any girl? She wanted to cry at the realization. His first time should be with Tifa in a bed of flowers somewhere far from here, not under duress forced to mate with the last Cetra in existence.

“Again, this is nice, but we’re still not really getting to the meat of the matter,” Hojo’s voice cut into her thoughts. Aerith noticed his arm was moving up and down languidly under the torture control dashboard. She felt sick knowing how much pleasure he was getting from this. Aerith turned back to Cloud; His blue eyes brought her comfort. She wanted to reach out and tenderly brush against his face; wanted to pull him close and never let go.

Worried Aerith would get shocked again if he didn’t hurry, Cloud stripped himself of his shirt and pants quickly. His cock was barely at half-mast. He spit in his hand and gripped it, pumping up and down. It wasn’t that Aerith wasn’t beautiful, but the circumstances were dampening his arousal.

“Come here. I can help,” Aerith insisted, blushing slightly, her eyes directed at his half-hard cock.

Reluctantly, Cloud positioned himself so his cock hung above her mouth. “Go on,” she encouraged.

This was so lewd, but Cloud couldn’t deny the wanton look in her eyes had his cock already growing. He lowered down and brushed his cock against her parted lips. Aerith let out a satisfied grunt and opened her mouth wider. She wrapped her lips around his cockhead fully, tongue teasing the tip. Cloud let out a husky moan that sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. Aerith stretched her head higher, trying to take more of him. Cloud knelt so he was on his knees in front of her, allowing her to swallow more of his cock. It didn’t take much before he was fully erect in Aerith’s hot mouth.

She was really good at this, Cloud thought. She bobbed her head up and down, tongue teasing his balls on each downward slide. He realized she must be more experienced than him. He was grateful for that. He didn’t want her first time to be like this. Aerith sucked and licked his cock like she was hungry for it. She even let out a low moan when she tasted the salty precum leaking from the head.

“You better not cum down her pretty throat. Don’t forget what this is all for.”

Cloud groaned at the interruption. He pressed forward into her waiting mouth a few more times before pulling out and positioning himself over her once again. He kissed her forward tenderly as he aligned himself. Aerith gasped at the feeling of his length pressing eagerly against her opening.

“Are you ready?” he whispered softly for only Aerith to hear. He kissed her neck

“Yes,” she said simply. She smiled at him and brushed her lips against his.

As Cloud pressed into her they both gasped at the sensation. Her body tensed for a moment. Cloud paused and kissed her neck again. When she’d adjusted to his girth, Aerith thrust her hips upwards, taking in another inch or two. Cloud grunted and gripped the dirty mattress tightly as he slowly slid into her inch by nch. They stared into each other’s eyes, their focus fully on the other. She let herself get lost in his eyes. Once he was fully sheathed inside, Aerith circled her hips, relishing the feeling of fullness he gave her, the feeling of his cock pulsing deep inside her dripping flower. Cloud pulled back only to press his hips down again, deeper than before. He pumped his length into her, in and out.

Aerith began moaning loudly as he got a rythem started, fucking her at a consistent pace. ‘Oh! Oh fuck!” she cried out. There was that word again! Cloud groaned. It was so unnatural coming from her. So sexy.

Cloud started moving faster - he couldn’t help himself. With each thrust she seemed to moan louder. Her fingernails dug into her palms. Cloud longed for those nails to dig into his shoulders as he thrust into her. He slipped his hands under her supple ass and lifted her. He started moving her up and down in time with his thrusts, pounding frantically into her wet core, sliding her heat up and down his pulsing cock. He told himself he would have been gentler had she requested it, but Aerith was moaning loudly and writhing in ecstasy as his cock plunged her depths.

Cloud could feel himself getting close. Aerith noticed it too - she felt his cock swell inside, stretching her pussy. Cloud started moving even faster as he felt his pleasure accelerate towards its limit. He seemed to pound into her with an almost inhuman speed. Then he angled his hips just so and Aerith fell over the edge with him. Her mouth fell open in a silent moan as her orgasm swept through her body and she arched into him.

He came so forcefully and so much that some of it leaked out the sides of Aerith’s weeping cunt. That velvet sheath milked his cock dry, taking all he was willing to give. He leaned down and kissed her forward as their pleasure slowly subsided.

“Cloud…” Aerith said. The expression on her face was bittersweet. She knew he would never love her the way he loved Tifa, but the warmth of his body over her and the tender look in his eyes told her he did love her to some degree. “Thank you.”

OP - Yooo, thank you for the fill!

The guy who tried to pick Cloud up off the floor (after getting gassed in Corneo's mansion) was the same "Hoodlum" who Cloud confronted in Sector 7. The guy recognizes Cloud and decides to take advantage of his helpless state as revenge.

Hey! I loved this prompt, so I thought I'd try filling it. It's my first ever fill, so let me know if I did anything wrong? Hope you enjoy, OP!

[BIG Non-Con Warning]

“Hold up.”

The blondie shoved his hands off her, inelegant with the heavy drugs dragging her down. The pretty black dress hitched around her legs as she struggled wrinkling, the cinched-tight corset restricting her movements. She wavered, slumping back to the ground, fighting for consciousness. Only—

“I know I’ve seen this bitch before.” He said, shoving a boot under her shoulder to kick her over onto her back.

Her arms splayed to her sides, incredibly muscular. Her chest rose and fell, under the dark corset, the tendons of her neck straining under the tight collar she wore. Petal-pink, soft lips parted as she gasped for breath through the gas. He caught only a glimpse of bright blue eyes before they rolled back in her head at last. Took a fucking second.

Those eyes though. That hair.

He hesitated, squinting behind his gas mask. Then he gripped the skirt and dragged it up her muscly legs. Thigh-high tights—

“Dude, what the fuck are you doing? The don’s gunna be pissed if you’re peeking before he picks.”

“There!” He said, dropping the skirt over that pretty face, leaving the dark panties and their unmistakable bulge on display. “I knew it! This is that guy from Sector Seven!”

“Woah.” One of the other guys leaned on his shoulder, peering over to look down at the exposed legs and crotch. “I mean, if this is what he’s into—”

“Hell with that!” He yelled, shoving his coworker off. “He stomped the shit out of us! Son of a bitch almost killed me! Had a huge ass sword.”

“So what?” Asked one of the others, the cute girl in the red dress over his shoulder. “You gunna tell the Don on him?”

“Hell no. I have a better idea.”

The Don’s downstairs was well equipped. So incredibly well equipped. He’d never had much use for it before. He’d take the Don’s scraps as quick as any guy, but he didn’t have any need to hurt a lady to get it up.

This, though. This was no lady. This was a Merc asking for trouble.

“Ready!” He called, tying off the last knot. “Hoist ‘im!”

The ropes wrapped around that pretty cinched corset tightened. Four bands of rope, with loops around his neck and one of his ankles for stability. It left the skirt draping. Tightened the squeeze on the pretty boy’s guts. Left him gasping, still unconscious from the gas. The ladies were out even colder, left on the floor while the whole crew gathered around to enjoy the spectacle.

“He’s heavy.” Grunted the guy on the ropes, tying him off to the wall.

“Good.” He laughed. Sliding his hand up the bound leg to push his skirt up over his ass and his black panties. He trailed his eyes up that tiny waist to his bound arms, wrapped together behind his back, bent and with their forearms bound by a full cord of rope.

“More he weighs, more the ropes tighten, more pretty boy here regrets his choices.” He said. “Better make sure he doesn’t come all the way out of it, though.Not till we’re done. Who wants first round with me? Let’s spitroast this bitch.”

The guys were bad at lining up. They worked for the Don for a reason. None of them were patient people. He was glad he’d called first dibs on his ass, watching the other guys push each other, scuffling for the rights at that pretty mouth.

While they fought, he pulled off the panties.

Yeah, he thought, looking at that cock dangle towards the ground, limp and sad. Yeah. You’re gunna regret fucking with me. He pulled the black underwear down as far as he could before it stretched too far between his bound and dangling leg. Then he let out a grunt of effort and ripped it off. It made one of his thigh-high stockings tear too, with the force of it, a long seam of pale flesh appearing through the ripped nylon.

“Hey!” He called, gripping one of the fighter’s asscheeks. Shit, the damn guy was solid muscle. “Don keep any lube down here? I’m used to goin’ at it with chicks. I don’t care if I rip this little bitch in half, but I don’t wanna get my cock pulled off by his grabby little hole.”

While the guys in line for his asshole scurried to look for the lube, he took a second. Grabbed both his asscheeks and spread them. Grabbed a little tighter, pulling his tight hole apart with his thumbs.

“Ain’t my usual taste,” He commented, more to the unconscious beauty gasping for breath than to any of the tussling idiots around him. “But I can’t say I’m not gunna enjoy breaking this ass in.”

“Think we’ll make him cry?” Asked the guy who’d fought his way to the front of the line for his mouth. Davis. Hell of a cock.

“You fuckin’ his mouth?” He asked, looking Davis up and down. “He’ll be lucky to live, fuck cryin’.”

Davis laughed, pants already open, rubbing his cock. He gripped some of that spiky blonde hair, rubbing his half-hard cock against the merc’s pretty face.

“Don’t fuck up his makeup. Don got promised three beauties, he’s getting three beauties. He won’t choose this one over that dark-haired chick, so no need to clean him up in between. We can wreck his look after.”

He grabbed the lube away from the guy who’d brought it. Poured it straight down the merc’s ass crack. Even unconscious he twitched. His bound leg kicked, and his body rolled with a thrash of discomfort.

“Oh shit,” said Davis, knocked off balance as the merc struggled unconsciously. “He’s tough.”

“Yeah, so keep an eye on him.” He ordered, shoving a finger into the merc. “Don’t want him biting your cock off.”

Fuck but his asshole was tight. He shoved his finger in a couple times, then pushed a second in, just to see if he could. The hole tightened right up around them. Squeezed in protest. The merc made a little whimpering sound.

“I’m goin’ in.” Davis said. “Fuck waiting for you.”

“No need to wait.” He growled, unzipping his pants. “I’m hard as fuck.”

The guy manning the ropes had left him at just the right height. Davis had to spread his legs a little to access his mouth just right, but his asshole was in just the right spot.

Damn merc wasn’t stretched nearly enough. That was fine. Davis’s cock silenced his scream after only a brief shriek escaped him, and the laughter of all the guys followed quickly. The bound body twisted, and fuck, fuck, FUCK that felt good.

“He conscious?” He asked, gripping those damned gorgeous hips as he jerked his hips into that too-tight hole.

“Fuck no.” Davis laughed. “Baby just doesn’t like takin’ it. He should have thought twice before throwin’ himself in front of the Don.”

He watched Davis Grip that blonde hair. Shove his hips up into that pretty face. Even turned away from him he could envision it. Those pretty lips stretched around that obscenely big cock. Shit, no wonder he was fighting. Body’s gotta breathe after all.

It turned him the fuck on. He slapped one of the pale asscheeks, gripped the little merc harder and fucked into him like a goddamn machine. The other guys gathered around. Pawed at his body as they set to wrecking his holes. And fuck, yeah, that ass was getting wrecked. Every time he thrust in, the merc’s whole body jerked. It made his skirt move, made his dangling cock dance, made his bound leg twist as he tried to squirm away. Nowhere to squirm but into the cock choking him, though.

“Dont’ fuckin’ kill him, man!” One of the other guys complained to Davis.

“He can take it,” Davis grunted. “Come on, man. Fuck him harder! When you bottom out, he bottoms out on me. Feels good as hell!”

“Needy, much.” He snapped.

Fuck but he was glad to oblige. He rammed into the merc, his balls slapping against his body with the force of the motion. A sound wrung itself from the bound body, his pretty stocking-covered toes curled where they were held by the rope. The merc made another sound, choking, wringing. Like a sob. His body twisted in the ropes it hung from, only one leg dragging on the ground, the rest of him held up by the ropes slowly tightening around his waist.

He was sweating bullets. So was the merc. His ass and legs were wet with it. He pulled almost all the way out to the tip, looking at his hole, and laughed at the trickle of blood sliding down his inner thigh. He slammed back in, bottoming out again, impaling the merc on Davis’s cock again.

“Davis!” One of the guys complained. “Bitch can’t breathe! Give him some air, come on.”

Davis pulled out, only halfway. The merc choked between them. Coughed around the cock. Gasped for air. Davis seemed to decide one breath was enough and pushed back in.

“How’s his ass?” He asked.

“Tight!” He replied, slamming in over and over. “Hungry! Milking me hard. This bitch is gunna have my cum leaking out of him for days I’m so deep up this ass!”

“Oh shit, I think he’s coming around.” One of the guys gasped.

“Should we dose him again?” Asked another.

“Why bother?” He said, fucking him deeper with the knowledge the merc could feel it. Was waking up for it. “Cum down his throat, I’ll jizz up this pretty ass, and then we’ll take a twenty minute break for the don to turn him down and pick up where we left off.”

“Shit, dude, but I’m hard now!” Whined one of the other guys.

The merc was making little whining sounds now. Choking on the cock, gasping in air. He fucking hated this guy. But damn, if he’d known he’d have been this good a fuck, maybe he’d have fought harder before. Brought him home as a prisoner.

“You aren’t ever leaving once the Don drops you in our laps,” He growled down at the body. Grabbed his tiny waist and thrust into him like a jackhammer. He’d had people pass out getting fucked lighter. ANd here was this bitch waking up on them, with a cock ramming him like a machine and hard on the girth of some folks hands jammed down his throat.

He came hard. Curled over the body, shoving forward as hard as he can. Davis took the opportunity. Grabbed the back of the merc’s skull and shoved in as deep as he could, rolling his hips into his mouth as the merc choked and started to struggle. Arms twisting, legs straining against his bonds.

“Swallow or suffocate, bitch.” Davis growled, his crotched pressed against that lovely face. SO much for leaving the makeup undamaged.

“Yup!” Laughed one of the guys. “There’s the tears! Good morning, sweetheart!”

“Shouldn’t. Have. Fucked. With. My. Guys!” He grunted, fucking into him with his softening cock, letting that tight fucking ass drain every drop of cum out of him. When he pulled out, he stared, panting, at the rumpled black skirt and the reddened, gaping asshole, a trickle of blood marking his white skin. The cock dangling under him half-hard from the abuse. Davis pulled back too, leaving the guy choking and gasping, struggling against his bonds.

He moved, cock still softening between his legs. Grabbed the merc by the chin, denting his cheeks with his fingertips. Those teary blue eyes fixed on him. Furious, bewildered, dazed from the gas.

“You scream,” He warned. “And your little lady friend will wake up to find you just like this. You want that? Huh, merc? You want her to see your cream-stuffed hole?”

The mercenary gasped for breath. Staring. Then dropped his eyes, his expression twisting into something like shame and agony. Hot, hot, hot! Fuck he was going to have fun with this. Soon…

“Drop him!” He ordered the guy by the wall. “We’ll see him again soon.”

He turned back to the bound merc, gripping his face harder, leaning in to press an open-mouthed kiss to his cum-flavored mouth. The sound of disgust and horror the blond made was enough fap material for a week.

“Look forward to it, bitch.” He whispered. “Once the Don passes you over, you’ll be all ours. And I’ll make sure you’re licking my boots in apology for fucking with me.”

The merc’s clear blue eyes shot back up to him.

“And who the fuck are you?” He grated, his throat raw from being fucked hard.

The ropes went slack, and the merc dropped hard to the floor. Grunted as he landed, pretty dress all askew, already struggling against the ropes.

“Let’s go.” He said, waving to the guys. “Let the little bitch figure out the ropes before his pretty friend wakes up. And hey,” He said, pressing his boot against the mercenary’s cheek, smiling down at that vicious blue glare. “See you soon, merc.”

Wow. *fans self* Passerby anon here. That was TOO hot, writer anon! I love how you wrote it so it seems like this could have actually happened in game. Mm that was so dirty and fucked up and I loved every word of it!

Hi! Writer-Anon here! Thank you so much!

I particularly enjoyed envisioning him going through the rest of that quest line hiding rope burn, and feeling cum sliding down his inner thigh under his dress...

Mm that is a nice visual! Would love to read the aftermath and how Cloud tries to deal with it. If you wanna swap a fill for fill, would happily fill a fic request of yours in return for a continuation of this. Would absolutely love to see a sequel to this with Cloud trying to hide it in the ensuing chapters, maybe Tifa or Aerith spots the rope burns and it leads to some hurt/comfort.

There’s an NPC in Sector 7 who calls out "Hey, there's that guy who'll do anything you ask!” as Cloud runs past and my brain automatically Went There™ and so now I need to read hooker!Cloud fic, lol.

Because turning tricks is more fun than wrangling cats.

Seeing Cloud in that pretty blue corset awakens something in Aerith. They've still gotta rescue Tifa, but first a little fun in a private room in the Honeybee Inn is in order.

(Please, I just need Cloud bottoming to Aerith and getting pegged in that pretty corset dress)

I really do just need to read an actual handjob scene between these two lol

Or it starting as a "hand job" and Cloud getting hard from it and she takes "pity" on him.

Bonus points for virgin/never-been-touched-intimately Cloud.

Corneo knows the pretty blond escape artist is a man, but he doesn't care. He's going make that naughty little kitten regret ever crossing the don of Wall Market, if it's the last thing he does.

After all, he owes Corneo a blowjob.

The last time Tifa saw Cloud, she was this scrappy little tomboy who used to get in fights all the time. She barely recognizes this man--this SOLDER--as the Cloud from her memories.

(idk maybe Cloud always considered himself a boy and just didn't have the words for it until he moved to Midgar, or maybe it turned into a forced masculinization thing because of the Mako experimentation Hojo put him through, coupled with him taking on Zack's identity.... maybe he took on his gender as well)

Rufus wins the fight and decides to keep Cloud, and bring this willful ex-SOLDIER to heel.

Bonus points for:

+ Cloud in a shock collar
+ Obedience training

(please no bestiality or actual pet play beyond a few Stamp metaphors)

Zack uses comatose!Cloud as his own personal sex doll.

Starts off as sleepily rubbing off his morning wood against a warm body without really realizing he's doing it, eventually ends (some time later) with Zack regularly using Cloud's mouth or ass to get himself off.

He feels guilty about it, but can't stop.

Everyone is hot for omega!Cloud.

Oh my gosh, please!

Madame M, Andrea Rhodea and Chocobo Sam know Leslie is a tough cookie who can take care of himself, but sometimes they keep tabs on him just in case

Yes!!!

Since Rufus doesn't want to deal with the business meeting aspect of things most of the time, he has The Turks do it for him.

That includes meetings with Don Corneo from Wall Market when it comes to his taxes/business, etc.so Tseng, Reno, Rude and Elena deal with Corneo and that's that the only issue is, Corneo takes a liking to Reno and blatantly hits on him when it's extremely inappropriate

+Tseng and Elena agree that Reno is to be elsewhere whenever they have business with Don Corneo

++Even when Reno isn't there, Corneo talks about him, finding it hysterical when Rude gets slowly angrier and angrier

+++Corneo comes earlier than expected for a business deal and finds Reno sleeping on the couch in the Turks office so he decides to sneak some photos while Reno is sleeping- pictures of his sleeping face, sneaking down the half open shirt, of him playing with Reno's hair

++++Tseng is going to the office to try and prep the meeting room before Corneo arrived, walks in just as Corneo was getting Reno's pants open to get a dick pic and Tseng confiscated Corneo's camera- during their meeting later, instead of tax forms, Tseng shows Rude and Elena the pictures and absolutely obliterates Corneo because let's be real even the bad guys absolutely despise slimy fucks like Corneo

Extra bonus if Reno finds out (he was aware Corneo had been hitting on him that first time, but unaware of the photos) so he goes down to Wall Market and kicks Corneo's ass

That was one annoying boss fight, and it made me want to see somebody pin Rufus down and dom him good. Consensually, please; I want him into it despite himself. Cloud/Rufus would be good, or hell, Barret/Rufus.

Some cute Jessie and Madam M stuff- after a day working on Avalanche stuff maybe Jessie needs to wind down so she goes to the massage parlor and is absolutely smitten with the beautiful woman who runs the place

Everyone teases Jessie when she keeps going back for arbitrary reasons but Madam M finds her cute so she doesn't mind if Jessie waltzes in without an appointment

There are a heck of a lot of tough fights in FF7 remake! I'd love to read a story where our heroes get overwhelmed and either Tifa or Aerith (or both ;)) gets dominated by bandits or some other baddies - all while Cloud is forced to watch! No established relationship between Cloud and either girl yet - would love an innocent Cloud, guilt-ridden and ashamed as he can't help but get aroused watching his childhood friend get raped. Bonus points if they're both virgins and it's the first time Cloud is seeing her body like this.

That boss fight where the piece of Jenova keeps shooting tentacles up out of the ground sure seems like it could take a nasty turn...

+ The others are trying to free Cloud, who's the only one the tentacles are molesting

++ Cloud getting fully dominated and raped by tentacles

+++ Mind Break as Cloud is mentally dominated by Sephiroth

++++ extra love if there's comfort at the end

So I adore Reno's design and I feel like he would def use his almost non-existent shirt and slutty outfit to distract someone while the rest of the Turks get a job done

+One time it backfired and Rude snapped a guy's arm for getting too handsy when Reno told him to stop

++One time Reno had to enter a wet t shirt contest because their mission was at a frat party or something so the Turks are like wtf are we gonna do we don't look like college students but Reno just jumps right in and they get the job done lmao- he won of course

+++Basically instances where Reno used his looks to distract someone while they're on missions

He said he's been scouting girls for Don Corneo for a long time. Would love to see Aerith or Tifa have to have a pre-audition with him in order for him to sponsor them for Coreno's brides. I'm thinking one of those casting couch type situations, except without cameras. So Sam gets asks her a few risque questions, gets her to show off her body, eventually convinces her to give him a blowjob... you see where I'm going with this.

++Tifa is hesitant when the audition starts getting out of hand, but ends up giving in to lust and rides him like the cowgirl we all know she is ;)

++Aerith convinces Chocobo Sam to give her a chance to prove to him she's got what it takes to impress Don Corneo. Maybe she gets in way over her head, or maybe she's less innocent than she lets on

The above are just ideas - would be happy to see any direction really :)

I'm deep in Reno hell, friends, and I need to see him eating pussy. >> I don't care whose, just please give this fine ass boy a good meal. xD

"Found you, Princess."

Reno pounced on her from behind, pressing her into the church wall. Aerith gasped at the sudden weight upon her, even though she should be expecting it by now. He always did end up catching her.

It was a little game they shared - his surveillance of her more playful than the other Turks. He liked to pretend he was her protector, calling her Princess, but Aerith was certain he was not the prince, more like the fire breathing dragon as his breath seared her neck, body a hot weight upon her.

"Ngh..." she moaned softly; shifted her body against him, causing her ass to grind into him. His hardness pressed eagerly against her ass, but Reno would not take her innocence, not completely anyway, no matter how hard he was.

With a groan he hiked Aerith's skirt up around her waist and fell to his knees behind her, burying his face in her ass cheeks. He spread her open with his hands as she blushed profusely, trembling with nerves and desire as Reno admired her most intimate place.

His breath was hot on her pussy as he lowered his head a bit more and dug in to Heaven. He didn't deserve her nectar, he knew, but oh he would take it. He would drink up every last drop.

He buried his nose in her pussy as his tongue lapped at her clit with practiced strokes, applying just enough pressure to have Aerith grinding her behind onto his face, embarrassment having quickly dissolved. "Mmmh," Reno hummed appreciatively as he lapped her up. It was like a never ending spring - the more he kissed and licked her, the more of her sweet essence coated his face. Fuck - she tasted so good!

Reno fumbled with his belt and tugged his pants down just enough to free his cock. He began stroking himself as he continued to worship her pussy with his mouth. One day, maybe soon, he would coax Aerith into doing this for him, but for now he was just grateful to have a taste of her.

"Ah! Reno!" she cried, a hand reaching behind to tangle in his vibrant red hair. She drew him closer to her, completely engulfing his head between her ass cheeks as he pleasured her. He made sure to maintain a steady pace as he elevated the Flower Girl closer to orgasm. His own strokes on his throbbing cock became more frantic as he felt Aerith start to tense up around his tongue, her whole body tightening like a coil before finally releasing. "Oh! Oh! I'm coming!!" she screamed. She thrust her hips backward, as if further contact was possible, and ground herself onto his lips and tongue, glistening with her sweetness. Reno came shortly after, mouth full of pussy, smelling her intoxicating scent. He did his best to avoid getting his sticky cum all over her pretty dress. The last thing he wanted was his partner, who had the next surveillance shift, to see their innocent Princess soiled with his cum.

He kissed each of her ass cheeks before rising to his feet and tucking himself back into his pants. Aerith leaned into the wall heavily, relying on it fully for support as she took longer to recover from her high than her companion.

"I'll see you later. Better fix yourself up before Rude gets here," Reno said, nodding to her disheveled hair and clothing.

"Yeah, yeah," Aerith giggled, adjusting her bow. She gave him a kiss before he left, relishing in the taste of her own pleasure on his lips. "Rude will never know."

Little did Reno know, Rude and Aerith had a similar arrangement. The Flower Girl's pussy was just too good to resist, especially for a Turk.

Inspired by one of the prompts above, Don Corneo is always weird around Leslie Kyle and at one point he just straight up grabs Leslie and drags him to his room, forcing him into a Honeybee costume to have his way with him

Maybe some Barrett/Leslie too? Like when the group goes to rescue him, Barrett thinks Leslie looks really sexy guy obviously now is not the time to be a thirsty hoe

There for sure is a size difference between Barret and Cloud. I want to read Cloud being fingerfucked into a writhing mess by Barret's thick fingers. Like, two of Barret's fingers are as thick as a "normal"sized cock. I want Cloud to take three or more.

+it's obvs taken Cloud a bit to work up to two of Barret's fingers, let alone three of them... so Cloud being edged would be hot. Or, if you wanna play nice, prostate milking+multiple orgasms.

++preferably no one is trans, but ambiguousness or non-binary is fine

+++++++++dirty talk

Ride's first impression upon meeting Reno was that Reno must be protected at all costs. Not because he couldn't take care of himself or lacked any fighting skills, but Rude could see how Reno's loudmouth, snarky personality, fire engine red hair that was begging to be pulled and his rather inappropriate version of the Turks uniform would sway people into trying to do things to Reno

So Rude tends to get overprotective when it comes to Reno, whether they be on a mission or when they had the day off or if sleazeballs like Corneo happen to be in the office, Rude makes sure to keep Reno safe as much as he possibly can

So in the sewer Corneo is super strong apparently and he manages to twist Leslie's wrist and punch him in the chest so hard he collapses

I wanna see Barret step in to defend Leslie when Corneo tries to take advantage of him as he's struggling to get up and struggling to breathe

You know what I'd love to see? Someone kidnapping Rufus and using him, maybe even a gangbang. He is quite pretty, his lips look soft, and he hides an amazing ass under all of those layers.

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Prompt Post for Final Fantay 7

Cloud / Jessie – One-Night Stand

Re: Cloud / Jessie – One-Night Stand

Madam M/Aerith/Cloud - Spanking

Don Corneo/Leslie Kyle + Corneo Kidnaps Leslie While Escaping

Re: Don Corneo/Leslie Kyle + Corneo Kidnaps Leslie While Escaping

Re: Don Corneo/Leslie Kyle + Corneo Kidnaps Leslie While Escaping

Cloud/Biggs

Re: Cloud/Biggs

Re: Cloud/Biggs

Aerith/Cloud - Forced mating

Re: Aerith/Cloud - Forced mating

Re: Aerith/Cloud - Forced mating

Re: Aerith/Cloud - Forced mating

Cloud/Hoodlum Guy - Drugged Cloud gets molested/raped

Re: Cloud/Hoodlum Guy - Drugged Cloud gets molested/raped

Re: Cloud/Hoodlum Guy - Drugged Cloud gets molested/raped

Re: Cloud/Hoodlum Guy - Drugged Cloud gets molested/raped

Re: Cloud/Hoodlum Guy - Drugged Cloud gets molested/raped

Cloud/Any - Cloud will do anything for money (hooker!Cloud)

Aerith/Cloud - Pegging in the Honeybee Inn

Madam M/Cloud - Handjob

Don Corneo/Cloud - Corneo becomes obsessed with Cloud

Tifa surprised by trans!man Cloud

Rufus/Cloud - Rufus trains Cloud to be a loyal Shinra lapdog

Zack/Cloud - [rape trigger warning]

Cloud/everyone - Remake but with A/B/O dynamics

Re: Cloud/everyone - Remake but with A/B/O dynamics

Andrea Rhodea & Madame M & Chocobo Sam + Protective of Leslie Kyle

Re: Andrea Rhodea & Madame M & Chocobo Sam + Protective of Leslie Kyle

Don Corneo/Reno (Rude/Reno) + Corneo Hits On Reno During Business Meetings

Any/Rufus, Rufus Gets Dommed

Jessie/Madam M + Meet Cute

Noncon Tifa/Bandits, Cloud is forced to watch Angst Angst Angst!

Cloud/Jenova Tentacles - [Non-Con]

Reno + Using His Slutty Looks To Distract Enemies

Chocobo Sam/Tifa or Aerith - Bridal Audition

Reno, what dat mouth do?

Re: Reno, what dat mouth do?

Corneo/Leslie + Forced Into A Honeybee Costume

Barret/Cloud + Fingerfucking + Size Difference

Rude/Reno + Protective Rude

Barret/Leslie + Defending Leslie from Corneo

Rufus/Kidnappers