When dawn broke, Kadaj awoke to find himself curled into Rufus's side; the president was still sound asleep. Kadaj curled himself into a ball, and burrowed closer underneath Rufus's arm, which was cradling him. He sighed contentedly - this caught him by surprise. Being with Rufus was not quite what Kadaj had expected. He knew the president, by reputation, at least, was known to be ruthless. Rumors about Rufus's sexual conquests had been flying around for years, and Kadaj had to admit, some of this aura of sexual intrigue is what had drawn him to the president in the first place.
But was there something beyond that? Beyond curiosity, lust, and a hell of a good lay? I feel...secure. Safe, Kadaj mused thoughtfully.
Loved.
Loved? By Rufus Shinra? Was such a thing even possible? Kadaj's thoughts were interrupted by a faint buzzing in his ears, that grew louder and louder, until he was unable to ignore it any longer. It's Mother again…
Kadaj...you care too deeply. Do not lose focus of our plan, my son. Be careful.
I know, Mother, I know. It's just that...other than my brothers, nobody has ever shown me kindness, or understanding...
Do not mistake pity for kindness and love, Kadaj. I cannot tell what ShinRa is up to; but I know the man's character well enough to know, he never does anything that has no direct benefit to himself, or his company. Remember that.
I believe he is as sincere as I am, Mother. Which is to say...he may be hiding something, yes. But I do believe Rufus cares for me.
He seems to, but you should not be so trusting.
And now, Kadaj, you must keep up the facade. Soon, you will begin to show signs of pregnancy; it is important that you make Rufus believe you are just as surprised as he is. Let his medical staff run tests on you, as I'm sure they will. Be compliant - let him see that you are more than willing to cooperate.
I will, Mother. But what if...what if he suggests...termination?
Obviously, you must tell him no. That it is not an option. Tell him...that this child is a miracle. And indeed it is. Convince him that you want him involved in the child's life. Even though that, too, will be a façade.
What do you mean, Mother? Façade? How?
Once we have gotten everything we need from Rufus…he will be eliminated. This is why, Kadaj, you must not let yourself get too attached. Rather, let him form an attachment to you – nuture it however you must, but do not fall in love with him. Such a thing is not possible…surely you must realize that?
I…understand, Mother. Of course. What is it that we need from Rufus? Besides…fathering my child, that is.
We will need ShinRa's medical resources to monitor you…and the baby, throughout the pregnancy, Kadaj. The pregnancy may be difficult on you. Childbirth…may very well kill you. I hope it does not, of course, but we need to prepare for that eventuality.
I…I may die, Mother? No…please, no…
Kadaj. Listen to me…remain calm. I did not mean to upset you so, but you need to be aware of all outcomes. There are many unknown variables here; never before has one who is primarily male, birthed a child as you will.
I…see, Mother. I understand. I do not wish to die, but…I guess it is wise to be prepared. Will…will my brothers look after the child, if anything…should happen to me?
Yes, my son. That is the plan. I will speak with your brothers now, individually, and fill them in. When you see them next, please let them know whatever progress you make with ShinRa.
I shall do that, Mother. Rufus is waking…I must talk to him now.
Of course. Do your best…I shall be in touch again soon.
It was brightly overcast outside; the light filtering through the skylight woke Rufus from a sound sleep. Groaning as he stirred, it took him but a moment to register who the warm body curled into his shoulder belonged to. He smiled, remembering the evening before. "Kadaj," he murmured, lips grazing his silver-haired head. "Morning…"
"Mmm," Kadaj grunted in reply, feigning sleep. "Good morning, love." He froze as the words left his lips, and he wondered where the sentiment had come from; how could he have been so careless, as to let it slip out? Gods, what am I thinking? Kadaj fretted. Mother told me to be careful.
Rufus smiled easily as he heard the endearment pass from Kadaj's lips, then froze just as Kadaj did, as the meaning of it registered. He had no idea how to respond; how did he feel, exactly, about his brand new lover? The president wasn't exactly sure. Hoping to avoid the topic, or having to respond in kind, he murmured into Kadaj's hair what he hoped sounded like sweet nothings.
"Kadaj," Rufus purred, running his hand up the sleek and lithe back. "So glad you spent the night," he whispered, ghosting his lips over Kadaj's forehead. "Will I…see you again?" Rufus asked hopefully.
Hah, you have no idea how much more you'll be seeing me, Rufus, Kadaj thought, smirking. Aloud, he told Rufus, "Of course, Rufus…last night was…incredible. It meant a lot to me, your acceptance of me…just as I am."
I'm falling for him. Gods help me, I'm falling for him, Rufus thought. "Of course," Rufus murmured. "I know all too well…how painful it is, to feel ostracized." Sighing, Rufus pulled Kadaj closer, cradling the silver-haired head onto his chest. "I've felt that way for much of my life."
Kadaj raised his slightly, regarding Rufus curiously. He was the most powerful man in the world, and he felt…alone? Different? Who knew, Kadaj mused thoughtfully, that I'd ever find common ground with Rufus ShinRa. Guilt crept into his thoughts, as Kadaj began to feel shameful for his deception of Rufus, using him to be impregnated. It's all for Mother's plan, he reasoned. I'm doing this for her…and for my brothers.
"I'm sorry," Kadaj whispered sadly, kissing Rufus along his collarbone.
"Sorry for what, Kadaj?" Rufus inquired. "My…loneliness, my solitude…it's certainly not because of you."
"I am just…sorry you've felt that way, that's all," Kadaj explained hastily. And I'm sorry that I will have to betray you. He felt his stomach suddenly do a flip, and sat up suddenly, alarmed, as Rufus looked on with some concern. Bile gurgled in his esophagus, as Kadaj felt last night's dinner travel upward through his stomach. "Oh gods," he moaned, throwing off the covers as he dashed to the bathroom adjoining the bedroom. Kadaj knelt down by the toilet, and vomited forcefully into the bowl. He then closed the lid, resting his head on the cool porcelain; as he knelt there, he heard Rufus's footsteps behind him.
"Kadaj!" Rufus called, kneeling next to him, as he smoothed Kadaj's hair from his face with his hand. "Are you okay? What happened?"
"I don't know," Kadaj replied uneasily, looking up at Rufus gratefully. Oh no, I know what this is, all right. Morning sickness…already…oh gods…
"Perhaps it was something you ate," Rufus commented, helping Kadaj to his feet. Kadaj quickly splashed his face with water, and, locating mouthwash on the vanity, swished some around his mouth and spat it out. Horrid, he thought, with disdain. I can't imagine going through this for months on end…thank Gaia my pregnancy will be accelerated.
"Come back to bed, Kadaj," Rufus commanded. "I'll bring you some tea and biscuits. Let me take care of you."
"No, Rufus, you're not well," Kadaj protested. "Your geostigma…gods, how could I forget? I can cure you, Rufus…please let me do this," he pleaded, as he followed Rufus back into the bedroom.
"All right," Rufus replied, smiling, as he lay back down on the bed, groaning slightly. "I suppose I can let you do that for me. But then," he warned, "you will let me care for you, Kadaj."
"Okay," Kadaj replied with a grin. "You're…too good to me, Rufus," he said with a sad look. "I need my materia to do this…just a second." Kadaj went over to his pile of clothing, discarded the evening before, and located his armlet. He put it on his bare arm, then rifled through his messenger bag, looking for his materia. "Found ya!" Kadaj chirped, inserting the pale green orb into his armlet. Clad only in sleep pants borrowed from Rufus, Kadaj's arm looked thin and graceful within the bulky metal armlet.
"Ready?" he asked Rufus, as he sat above him and straddled his hips. "Yes," Rufus replied briefly, nodding once. "Please. Proceed."
It's the least I can do for you, Rufus, Kadaj thought sadly. I'm so sorry. Leaning over Rufus, Kadaj extended his left arm – the one wearing the armlet – and furrowed his brows in concentration. A greenish-white light slowly began to emanate from Kadaj's arm; the glow spread, and Rufus gasped as he felt the healing powers of the materia start to affect him. "It's working," he whispered in wonderment. "Oh Gaia, it's working, I can feel it…"
"Good," Kadaj purred, encouraged by the response. "Almost done…not much longer…" After a few minutes, Kadaj withdrew his arm, and the materia ceased its unearthly glow. Rufus stretched and groaned as he sat up, his eyes opening rapidly.
"I'm healed, Kadaj," Rufus said, pulling Kadaj onto him and kissing him roughly. "Thank you, Kadaj, thank you…" The president kissed the younger man's forehead gratefully. He felt his groin stir as Kadaj ground lightly against him as he shifted.
Rufus's cell phone suddenly rang; he chose to ignore it. "Whoever it is, can leave a message. I want you, Kadaj," he growled. "I want you now."
"Feeling better, are we?" Kadaj teased. "Remember…when you asked if you'd be seeing me again?" he asked coyly.
"I remember," Rufus replied, regarding Kadaj curiously. "Why?"
"Well," Kadaj continued, snaking his tongue between Rufus's lips, and kissing him hungrily, "you'll find you won't be able to get rid of me very easily." And you don't know the half of it…not yet.
"Good," Rufus said, grinning wickedly. "I quite like having you around. Now," he ordered, sitting up, as he flipped himself over, moving his body above Kadaj's. "On all fours, Kadaj…I want to take you like this. Just like this," he whispered, as he observed Kadaj shifting into position and eagerly obeying his commands. "Gods, Kadaj," he murmured, as he slid his hands over Kadaj's firm young ass, and carefully slid the sleep pants off. "You are beautiful, you know that?"
"Nobody's ever called me that before," Kadaj replied sadly. "Thank you…Rufus."
"Anyone who can't see what I can see, is a damned fool," Rufus grumbled. "You are beautiful, and don't you forget it." He sat up, half-kneeling, as he positioned his stiff cock near Kadaj's vaginal opening.
"Up the ass," Kadaj whispered, glancing back at Rufus. "Please," he pleaded, practically whimpering. "I want to feel you…in there, please."
"As you wish," Rufus replied, with a knowing grin. He fished underneath the pillows, for the bottle of lube that had been discarded from the night before. Quickly slicking himself up, he carefully repositioned himself, this time teasing Kadaj's tight hole with the head of his shaft. "I'm ready, Kadaj," he whispered.
"Then do it already, Rufus," Kadaj hissed, grinning as he glanced back at Rufus. "I want to feel you…want you to make me cry your name out, and collapse from weakness when we're done."
That was really all the encouragement Rufus needed. "You asked for it, Kadaj," he teased, as he slammed into the smaller man. "Oh gods, Rufus!" Kadaj cried out, as his prostate was teased by the president's cock. "I can't….I can't…" Kadaj babbled, as he trembled underneath Rufus's thrusts, his knees shaking, and threatening to give.
"Allow me," Rufus purred huskily into Kadaj's ear, reaching a hand around Kadaj's torso, helping to steady him. Kadaj laid himself nearly flat, reaching his hands upward to grip the bars on the headboard. Casting a backward glance at Rufus, teeth bared in a feral grin, Kadaj bucked back against Rufus's invading cock, and snarled. "Pummel me, sir," he said in a sultry, mocking tone.
Rufus had never been more turned on in his life. "You fucking asked for it, you little minx," he roared, as he pounded into Kadaj's ass. The president's hand wandered over Kadaj's slim hips, and brushed against the phallus, jutting out. "How careless of me," Rufus whispered, as he slowed his thrusts slightly. "This needs some attending to, as well." Rufus gripped the phallus in his right hand as he picked up his pace once again, thrusting into Kadaj. Kadaj moaned ecstatically at the dual sensations; the minute Rufus started stroking him, he nearly saw stars.
Feeling his legs tremble and weaken again, Kadaj gripped the headboard tightly, trying to regain some semblance of control. The effort was futile, as he was nearing his climax, he felt his legs shaking uncontrollably; and, if the buildup had been any indication, the orgasm itself was sure to be mind-blowing.
"Oh gods, Rufus…I'm right there, gods…I'm coming!" Kadaj cried, moaning. He felt Rufus tensing within him, then felt both of the president's arms encircle his torso tightly. "As…am…I," Rufus muttered, groaning as he felt the sweet release of orgasm. "Oh gods," he whispered, as he slowly and reluctantly withdrew from Kadaj.
"What…what in the hell was that?" Rufus asked, feeling somewhat bewildered, as he lay back down on the bed. "I've never…never had sex quite like that," he commented, chuckling. "That was something else."
"Nor have I," Kadaj replied breathlessly, still panting, as his pulse rate came down. He linked hands with Rufus, studying the thin, elegant looking fingers as he did so. "We seem to be well suited to each other, don't we?"
"We do," Rufus agreed. He frowned suddenly, as if he just remembered something unpleasant. "Kadaj," he began. "I have…things to attend to today. Board meetings, and I have to meet with my Turks…" He knew that Tseng and his group were likely stationed somewhere nearby, monitoring the president's safety; Rufus could always rely on them for their discretion, any time he brought home someone to keep his bed warm for an evening.
This is more than just…a casual fling, though, Rufus sensed. It goes against all sensibility…I know Kadaj is connected somehow to Jenova, and Sephiroth…I do not know how, and one would think that realization alone would be enough to make me stay away.
But I can't stay away. I'm falling for him, gods help me, but I am…
"I wish I could stay as well," Kadaj murmured, snuggling into Rufus's shoulder. "But…I have to meet with my brothers. What shall I tell them? About…helping us find Mother, that is."
Rufus sighed. He didn't want to lie to Kadaj, he really didn't – but the president knew that his lover, as well as his brothers, were all somehow related to Jenova. To assist Kadaj in reuniting him with the calamity from the skies…could result in a disaster of epic proportions.
The president decided self-preservation was best, and put Kadaj off yet again…gently. "As we discussed yesterday, Kadaj," he said steadily, "my team has been searching for Jenova's remains for well over a year, to no avail. It's…quite simply, a waste of ShinRa's resources right now. I'm sorry."
Kadaj sighed dejectedly, giving Rufus his best pouty face. "I wish you could do something, Rufus. We…need our mother. Growing up without a mother's love…it has been hard."
"I grew up without a mother too," Rufus said, his voice hardening. "I know how hard it is." Wishing to change the subject, he asked Kadaj, "How is your stomach feeling now?"
"My stomach?" Kadaj echoed cluelessly, momentarily forgetting his earlier bout of morning sickness. "Oh…that," he replied. "It's fine now. I'm sure it was only something I ate that disagreed with me."
"Good," Rufus replied, kissing the top of Kadaj's head, as he got up from the bed. "Let's shower…then I'm afraid we'll have to part ways, if only for a few hours. Will you come to my penthouse later tonight?" the president asked hopefully.
Kadaj smiled, kissing Rufus tenderly. "You can count on it," he answered. "I'll be there."
Now, Kadaj thought, as he stepped under the hot spray with Rufus, how shall I break this news to my brothers….that they're going to be uncles?
And, he pondered further, as he glanced almost lovingly at Rufus, who was shutting his eyes as the hot water washed over him, how do I explain that I think I've fallen in love with the father?
Mother must never find out, Kadaj thought, as he and Rufus soaped each other up in the shower. The buzzing noise was starting again – Kadaj forced himself to concentrate, blocking it out. No, Mother. I am not letting you into my head right now. There has to be another way, a way to spare Rufus, surely. Hot tears ran out of Kadaj's eyes, gone unnoticed by Rufus, as the water from the shower cascaded down over them both.
"Oh, Rufus," Kadaj cried with a broken sob. He reached his hand up to caress the porcelain skin of the president's face, fingers playing with his water-slicked blond hair. "Rufus," Kadaj said seriously, kissing the president tenderly on the lips. "I think I'm falling in love with you." It's not just hormones, damn it, Kadaj told himself, remembering Jenova's comments to him earlier.
"Kadaj?" Rufus replied, shocked – yet also a bit relieved - at his lover's sudden admission. "Oh, Kadaj," he murmured gratefully, embracing the smaller man and returning the kiss. "I feel much the same…I'm quite taken with you, and I've never felt this way before…about anyone." The two stood there under the hot water, holding each other and not wanting to move, until Rufus finally broke their embrace. "Come," he said, smiling. "Let's dry off, before we use up all the hot water."
Next chapter: Kadaj breaks the news to his brothers as the pregnancy progresses; and Rufus breaks the news to his Turks, who decide to do a little more investigating of the remnants on their own.
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