Title: Chains of Rapture
Pairing:
VincentxCloud, RenoxCloud, SephirothxCloud
Rating:
R
Warnings:
AU, OOC, angst, yaoi, non-con, self-mutilation, rape, abuse (physical/mental/emotional), language, violence
Summary:
It's been three years since he saw those eyes and tasted those lips. Would life be kind enough to grant him this last chance?
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor do I own any of the music mentioned within this story. I do, however, own any and all OC's, so if you wish to use them then please ask for permission first before hand. Thank you and enjoy!

A/N: This is going to be really long, and I apologize for it but I had to type this out. Thank you everyone for following the story! I also want to thank Izzy-Lawliet and Jiyu for being patient with me on this! You guys are the greatest! :hugs:

Chapter 25

Epilogue

It was a bright and sunny day in August when Cloud awoke to the feeling of warmth around his naked torso. Slowly opening his Mako blue eyes, he shifted slightly to hear the faint sound of breathing behind him. A smile graced his sleepy face as he thought groggily, 'He really did come home last night.'

Straightening into a sitting position, he yawned as he stretched his arms out and behind him before relaxing with a slight groan. Movement next to him caused him to look over and see Vincent sitting up and moving some of his raven hair out of his face. Crimson met azure and a shiver ran down Cloud's spine. "Good Morning, little one."

"Good Morning, Master," he replied softly, planting a gentle kiss on the older man's cheek before standing out of bed in all of his naked glory, ignoring the pain in his backside. A faint gasp caused him to turn his head over his shoulder to look at his lover.

Crimson eyes were wide and he furrowed his brow. "Vincent?" Vincent turned his attention from his backside to his face, worry etched in his beautiful eyes.

"I—went too far last night."

His eyebrow raised further and he shook his head in denial. "I'm fine, love. What makes you say that?"

"You've got welts, Cloud."

Blinking a few times, Cloud emitted a soft chuckle and shook his head. "I'm fine—really. I've had worse, and trust me, that was beautiful. Would you like me to cook breakfast before I take a shower?" he asked, trying to change the topic.

That steely crimson gaze stared at him a little while longer before replying, "No, I'll cook breakfast. Go take your shower, love." With a nod and a smile, the blond walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Starting the water to his normal temperature of scalding, he looked at the mirror before turning his head to try and look at his backside.

With a frown, he growled lowly in his throat at the lack of sight. What welts is he talking about? Looking around, he found a hand-held mirror that Vincent had bought to help with seeing wounds he had received on his missions. Using the mirror, he tilted it so he could see his backside and he bit back a gasp.

Angry red welts littered his flesh in straight line patterns and he bit his bottom lip. Remembering last night, he closed his eyes as he fought the arousal at the sweet 'play' that they shared when he had arrived home last night. Shaking his head, he set the mirror down and stepped into the shower. Today is going to be a long day...

oOo

It was noon the next time Cloud looked at the clock, the last of the cleaning being finished for the day. He smiled gently at Vincent before his phone went off. Opening his phone he raised an eyebrow, "Yes?"

"Cloudie-boy! How's my favorite blond?"

"I'm alright, Reno. What's up?"

"Think you can open the front door, yo?"

Raising an eyebrow, Cloud looked to the door just in time to hear a thudding sound. Quickly, he rushed to the door and opened it to reveal Reno in his Turk uniform holding a white cardboard box. A grin graced the red-head's features that lit up his emerald gaze as he said, "Thanks, cutie."

Taking the box from the Turk, he set it on the counter and shut the door behind him while using his other hand to close his phone and slide it into his pocket. "What's this for?" Cloud asked, looking at the box in question. A chuckle brought his attention to the red-head, who leaned close to the blond as he spoke, "It's a surprise."

Shaking his head, he turned towards Vincent who emerged from the hallway before stopping in the living room. "Vincent, we have a guest."

Vincent turned his attention to Reno before smiling faintly, "Hello, Reno. Did you get what I asked for?"

With a nod from the Turk, he pointed to the cardboard box that sat on the counter in the kitchen. "Very good. Come, have a seat."

oOo

By the time dinner was served, Reno had been invited to stay the night which he happily agreed to. Cloud sat in the kitchen cleaning the dishes after the meal, lost in thought as music poured through his ears from his music player. A nervousness he didn't realize was in him began to bubble as he thought of the two older men sitting in the den with fresh drinks.

Cloud quickly finished the dishes and slid the earphones out of his ears. Humming to himself, he scrubbed the counters down and then made his way into the den in time to hear Reno laughing. A small smile graced his features as the red-head began spurting nonsense about Rufus being caught by Elena with Tseng underneath his desk.

Vincent set his glass down and looked up to see the blond in the doorway. "Finished?" he asked, raising an eyebrow in query. When he received a nod, Vincent looked towards Reno and nodded once. "It's time."

oOo

All three men sat at the dinner table, the cardboard box sitting in the middle. Cloud sat at the head of the table per Vincent's request, said ex-Turk to his left and Reno sat to the right. With a gentle pat from the ex-Turk on his thigh, the elder man said gently, "Open the box, love."

With nervous fingers, he undid the twine that wrapped the box and slid the lid open to reveal what lay within. Inside the cardboard was a square cake with white frosting and pastel blue lettering that said in curled script: Happy Birthday Cloud. The cake had the same colored blue flowers on each of the corners and the blond gasped in surprise.

"W—What?" he stuttered, confused. Looking up to the calendar that hung on the wall, he saw the date and his Mako blue eyes widened in complete shock. It really was his birthday today and he didn't even remember. Well, that dark voice spoke up in the back of his mind, you had no reason to celebrate it before. Why now? Mentally shrugging the voice off, he turned towards the two men and smiled softly, "Thank you both."

When they lit a single candle, Reno leaned over and whispered huskily in Cloud's ear, causing him to shudder, "Make a wish and blow out the candle, yo." Taking in a semi-deep breath, Cloud closed his eyes and felt a fleeting fantasy cross his mind before snuffing the candle out in one controlled breath.

Opening his eyes, he gazed towards Reno then to Vincent and smiled softly. Vincent smirked gently as he began to serve small paper plates, "What did you wish for, little one?"

"Ah! If you say it, it won't come true!" Came Reno's outburst, making the blond jerk in surprise.

Cloud looked between the two men as they began eating their slices of cake before taking a bite of his own. The vanilla and chocolate marble tasted so delicious that he moaned softly at the sugary goodness before taking another hurried bite. With a slight jump, he looked at his nose to see a little bit of icing had smudged itself on his flesh.

"Washing with your food instead of eating it, yo?" Reno asked, his face inches away from his own. Blinking a few times, he looked over to the red-head who had a sensual smile on his lips. Quickly, the Turk darted forward and licked the remaining icing off of the blond's flesh before sitting in his seat.

Cloud's breath caught in his lungs at the touch and quickly he looked over to Vincent, who was watching the two men with interest. "Cloud," he finally said, his voice low and secretive, "what did you wish for?"

Shaking himself out of his reverie, he leaned over to Vincent and whispered something in his ear, heat flaring in his neck as he spoke. He could feel the ex-Turk stiffen slightly before letting a hand touch his shoulder gently in response. Looking back into those crimson eyes with his own azure orbs, he saw the beginnings of lust glazing those eyes.

Oh, he can't be serious, he thought as he took his seat once more, finishing off his delicious cake.

"Reno," Vincent said, rising to his feet, "may I speak with you for a moment?"

"Sure, yo." came the reply and both men left the blond to clean up the mess.

With an exasperated sigh, Cloud stood and began to straighten up the living room. As he set the now closed cardboard box inside the refrigerator, he thought of the look his lover sent him when he disclosed his wish. I didn't say anything out of line, did I? He thought as he tossed the used paperware into the trash.

Heaving another sigh, he looked towards the den where both men were residing for the moment and Cloud sat down on the couch in the living room. Leaning back against the arm of the couch, he pulled one leg to his chest and closed his eyes, trying to figure out what would have made them pull away as such.

It's not like the wish would come true anyways, he thought as he shifted his shoulders so he rested against the back of the furniture. Muffled sounds of footsteps caused him to slide his eyes open and he looked to the short hallway leading to the den to see Vincent standing there. "Cloud, please go sit in the bedroom."

Raising an eyebrow, he nodded and did as he was asked.

oOo

Ten minutes passed by to find Cloud sitting on his side of the bed, lost in his own world when arms wrapped around him. Jerking himself back to his surroundings, the blond looked up to see Vincent in front of him with a faint smile on his features. Another pair of arms wrapped around him which surprised him once more. His Mako blue eyes sought out the owner of those arms to find Reno holding him from behind lovingly.

He looked up towards Vincent who still held that smirk he only showed the blond on rare occasions. "What--?"

"Happy Birthday, little one."

Just as his lover's lips descended upon his own, butterfly kisses landed on the side of his neck. Heat rushed through Cloud's body and he let loose a soft gasp before kissing his lover back, one hand running up Vincent's chest and into his raven hair, his other hand reaching up to grasp one of Reno's wandering hands that had begun to massage his collar bone.

Slowly, Vincent parted from the kiss to look into Cloud's eyes, the compassion in them shimmering in the evening lamp light. He didn't feel the fingers that tugged his shirt up until he felt fingers grasping onto one of his nipples gently and he arched up, rolling his head backwards so it lay on Reno's shoulder. With this movement, the Turk's lips latched onto his ear with lusty vigor.

Closing his eyes, Cloud hitched his breath as he felt those fingers, he didn't know who they belonged to anymore, touch his skin and strip his clothing too fast for him to notice. Lips grazed along his skin in searing streaks, leaving a tingle in their wake.

Fingertips ran gracefully along his skin, hands roaming and massaging. Cloud didn't even know who they belonged to anymore, but they were warm and safe. Letting his eyes flutter open, he saw that he was moved to lay back on the large bed, Reno sitting to his left and Vincent kneeling to his right. The red-head smirked before leaning down and kissed the blond, causing a moan to erupt from him.

Teeth nipped at his bottom lip, and he parted his lips, meeting that swift tongue half-way with his own. Such bliss! Shifting of weight on the mattress signaled Vincent's movements and a soft purring voice taunted his ear, "Same limits, slave?"

He moaned his accord, arching his back when fingers trailed along his chest and roughly flicked over his pert nipples. Reno departed from the kiss and looked over at the raven-haired man who leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Cloud watched his exchange with a curious expression on his face as the Turk's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Ya, yo. I'll go get it."

With that, the red-head slid off the bed and wandered over to the closet. The blond slid his gaze over to his lover who looked back at him with such a wicked smile on his pallid lips that Cloud couldn't help but shiver. Oh, this is going to be good, he thought as he rose to a sitting position.

"Come," Vincent said in his low purr, helping him so he was on his knees, facing the headboard. "Got it!" He heard Reno's triumphant cry and looked over his shoulder to see the red-head stand up from the floor of the closet holding a black oak box. Furrowing his brow slightly, he looked back over to Vincent who ran a soft hand down his smooth back. "Don't worry, little one. You're safe."

A nod came from the blond just as Reno sat back on the bed, having shed his top to reveal his smooth and slenderly muscled torso. Cloud bit his bottom lip in anticipation and watched the red-head open the box, hearing the faint creak of it's brass hinges. "Wow, nice goodies, Vince!" Reno exclaimed, a lecherous grin on his features that made Cloud shiver again.

"Your hands, Cloud." Vincent asked, holding his hand out gently. Cloud obliged, and as soon as he did, the ex-Turk held his other hand over to Reno who handed him a thin cloth of dark red. Silk, he thought as it passed between them and his hands were forced to grab onto the bars in front of him. With a surprised yelp, he looked up in time to see Vincent swiftly wrapping them around his wrists and part of his arms for support before tying them off securely.

Now he was trapped. Cloud blinked a few times, pondering what was going on before he felt a soothing hand on his lower back, caressing in circles. Purring in his throat, the blond bowed his head and closed his Mako blue eyes, taking in a slow deep breath before letting it out silently. His stomach fluttered as he waited for the next treat...

The hand that played upon his back moved to his taut bottom, lazily drawing circles with its palm. Biting his bottom lip once more, he let out a yelp as the hand snapped against his flesh with a hearty crack. He whimpered at the sting that started cold before warming, and just before he could catch his breath another smack landed on his other cheek.

Blow after blow landed, each followed by a soothing rub. Kisses played along his spine and he shuddered, whining softly with small pants in between. Oh Shiva how that felt wonderful! The stinging pain had molded into sweet pleasure by the time the last resounding smack had ensued. Those kisses had stopped and he barely heard his lover say softly, "Go ahead, Reno. Be gentle at first."

Reno? Cloud thought with confusion, furrowing his brow. Before he could question, a louder and thicker slap resounded, followed by a sharper sting that lanced up his back and down his thighs that began to quiver. Throwing his head back, he let out a sharp cry of surprise and ecstasy before gasping for air. What the hell?!

Looking over his shoulder, he saw the Turk holding what looked like a thick strip of wood; polished to look old and worn when it was the opposite. Mako blue eyes widened in surprise when he realized what it was. As Reno slowly swung his arm back slightly, he saw the few holes drilled into the grain and he hitched his breath in preparation. Watching the paddle's descent, he let out another cry of bliss at the sharp contact.

Cloud's head dropped to hang below his shoulders, drawing in shuddering breaths, the heat resonating from his backside almost searing him whole. Slap after slap resounded once again in a sensual rhythm that had him rocking forward on his knees as the force behind each blow grew in intensity. His lungs began to scream for air with his short gasps, his hands tightening against the silken bonds that held him down.

"Enough," came Vincent's curt voice and the beating had ceased, causing the blond to sigh softly as his mind swam behind his closed eyelids. He felt like he was floating high into the air with the heat feeling so surreal against his flesh. Moments passed by painfully slow and he felt himself solidify on the mattress. Slowly opening his eyes, he stared at the pillows beneath him.

Jerking at the sudden slick cold that ran along his entrance, he gasped sharply before moaning when something entered him. By the feel of it, it was a single digit. Lifting his head, he looked back to see his lover prepping him. A small, open mouthed smile graced Cloud's lips and he whispered, "Thank you, Master."

A smile graced Vincent's features while his gaze was focused on his ministrations. Looking to his other side, Cloud saw the red-head shedding his pants to the floor. That beautiful member stuck out at him and he smirked again, licking his lips to try and moisturize them. Reno smoothly moved his way up to the head of the bed and knelt next to the blond's face, his hand caressing his spikes in a gentle sweep.

Just as he began to open his mouth, another finger added itself into Cloud and he moaned, letting his tongue dart out and lick the head tentatively. Within him, the blond felt his stomach stirring with such passion that it almost ached painfully. Another whimper ensued from his throat as the red-head above him shuddered, pressing closer to that waiting mouth.

"Wait."

Both sets of eyes looked over to see Vincent shedding his own clothing while sliding himself behind his lover. Mako blue eyes widened when he realized what was about to happen and he almost lost himself right there with the mental image his mind concocted. Oh, Gaia!

When those fingers left him, he whimpered pitifully, wanting to have that heat back. Vincent's eyes met Reno's, and at an unspoken command, the ex-Turk sheathed himself slowly into the blond's ass while the Turk filled his mouth with his own member.

All three of them let out soft moans at the sensations around them, and it took them a moment of stillness to get used to such intensity. The taste of sweat and flesh ran down Cloud's throat and he closed his eyes tightly, breathing heaving gasps through his nose. "You alright, yo?" Reno asked breathlessly, hand still caressing his locks.

Cloud nodded faintly and they began to move as one, slow and sensual. When Vincent drove in, Reno pulled out and vice versa. Oh, it was heavenly! Whimpering with each passing second, Cloud felt the pleasure rise within him as he worked his tongue and cheeks into a small suction while Reno pumped. The hand buried in his blond locks moved to the back of his neck, gripping gently in a way of support as the red-head's other hand moved to the wall, his hips snapping swiftly.

Heated paces and breathless cries filled the air, flesh slapping on flesh. It all began to be too much and Cloud whimpered, trying to get them to ease up but it went unnoticed as soon as he let out a scream when that special bundle of nerves was slammed. Unable to help himself, Cloud let go of Reno's shaft and cried out in such a way it was almost melodic. His knees shook and his hips snapped back against Vincent's, his muscles clenching and loosening with the passing wave of pleasure.

A hand snaked itself to his front and began pumping his own groin just as Reno had inserted himself back in the blond's mouth. Cloud scraped his teeth gently against the smooth flesh and the Turk let out a small cry of 'Cloud!' before hissing.

The assault was relentless and soon he felt warm liquid shooting into his mouth, stream by stream. With another groan, the blond swallowed every bit before letting the flesh drop from his swollen lips. Panting, he heard the faint voice of his lover command, "Come for me." And in one swift moment, he threw his head back in pure bliss, a loud cry issuing from his throat just as his release his, driving him over the edge when the warmth erupted from his lover to within him.

Movements slowed just as time did, and the heat inside his backside slowly left him right as his knees gave out, causing the blond to collapse onto the mattress beneath him. His body lay limply against the cold sheets, his nerves on fire, leaving him shivering and gasping for much needed air. Blood pounded in his ears, chest heaving with each breath, Cloud slowly opened his eyes to feel the weights shift on the bed and soon his arms were free to drop to the pillows underneath him.

Arms wrapped themselves around one leg and he felt himself being shifted underneath the sheets. Flesh curled up in front of his shaking body while warmth caressed him from behind. Turning his head, he saw Vincent holding him gently with one arm, panting softly with a faint flush to his cheeks, his free hand caressing his back.

That left Reno to his front, who was facing him and faintly touching his chest in a soothing manner. Vague kisses lined his neck and a whispered, "I love you" reached his ear, causing him to smile. Closing his Mako blue eyes, Cloud whispered softly, "Thank you, Masters. I love you." before oblivion claimed its prize of his conscious, where all three men lay in sleep.