An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)
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				Title: <strong>An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>godfang</strong> on <strong>14-03-2010, 05:25:41</strong>
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				Nibleheim, a small city deep in the mountains. Despite its small size and insignificant values, this place is arguably the place of one of the most important events in recent history. It is the place where a great hero starts his descent into insanity, and the whole world suffered for it. Lying in the highest point of the town is a large mansion owned by Shinra. The mansion has been abandoned for quite a long time, but today a dark figure can be seen walking along the path towards the mansion. The townsfolk knew who the figure was, his return was a somewhat expected event, but today he is not alone. In his arms, lies an unconscious woman, a beautifull one by any standard. Any other town, any other people would see the scene as being somewhat odd, sinister in fact! The townspeople of Nibleheim however, knows better than to get in the way of the dark figure.<br><br>The door to the mansion opened with a creak, the solid hardwood ornate door welcoming the man that claimed this place as his residence. Steps echoed through the main hallway, the sound slightly changing to a louder thump when the man stepped off the ornate carpet of the first floor and onto the bare marble steps of the stairs. He moved through the house easily, knowing each and every part of it like the back of his hand. Without even looking, the man opened the secret pathway leading to the dungeon underneath the house. Deep in the dungeon, a room was already prepared for what is about to happen.&nbsp; The chains hanging from the ceiling already set up and ready to use. <br><br>"Wake up my little Tifa.." Came his deep seductive voice. "Wake up and see your new home"<br><br>With a clink, the chains locked onto the woman's wrists. Her feminine form dangling in the middle of the room as two large hands began stripping her naked, letting her clothings fall into a pile under her feet. When the woman didnt wake up straight away, he placed his middle and index finger against her underwear, gently rubbing it, applying just the right amount of pressure to tease a woman. He kept it up for a minute or so before backing away and dropping his robe, revealing the greek god body hidden underneath, framed by his silver coloured hair. Sephiroth is indeed a sight to behold, a paragon of masculinity far above any other man, including the girls lover, who is right now no doubt looking for her. Now, only his pants remain, and an extremely impressive bulge is forming inside it. Were she to wake up now, she would be treated to a sight that would make any woman melt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinsOfEden</strong> on <strong>14-03-2010, 07:21:02</strong>
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				In the darkness she could hear a faint voice saying something to her. After that was a strange feeling of floating, followed by a more surprising sensation between her legs.<br><br>Tifa comes to with a groan several moments later, her head lolling slightly to one side. Pain bloomed fresh over her body and she felt a small ache building at the back of her head. Confusion filled her mind and she began to feel a slight ache in her shoulders, the confusion only growing as she felt a chill overtake her body. As her eyes opened the first thing she saw was her own naked body...her clothes piled on the floor beneath her feet...and the toes of some boots just in the area of her blurry vision - without her moving her head yet. Blinking and groaning again, she tries to move her arms and comes to find that she really was hanging above the floor, her arms stretched above her head in chains; which she saw as she tipped her head back to look.<br><br>Dark amber eyes widen and her head slowly lowers down again, her surprised and slightly terrified gaze focusing on the large, intimidating man before her... The Nightmare before her. Sephiroth.<br><br>Her head whips around quickly as she attempts to take stock of the situation, trying to figure out where she was and what was going on, and she instinctively tugs on the chains. Though her movement only caused them to rattle loudly in the silence. So far she only counted Sephiroth as the only living being in the room with her. But where she found herself, the situation, still frightened her. What had happened? How did she end up here, and naked, before this...monster? What was going to happen to her now? She knew that Cloud would be searching for her. But did he know where to look?<br><br>Soon enough, Tifa knew where she was - besides in some dank dungeon room as a captive. It was the opulent Shinra mansion in her hometown of Nibelheim. It was the place that her captor called home. And it was a place that Cloud would not think to look for some time. Her fear welled up but she quickly forced it back down again. If she didn't keep a grip on herself and stay strong, she would not be able to focus in order to escape - or even plan to escape from this place. Concentration and calm was key. But even so, a part of her knew that she wouldn't escape from here. Escape from him. And that thought alone was enough to almost shatter what calm she did have.<br><br><strong>"W-What am I doing here? What's going on?!"</strong> she yells at Sephiroth, though her sweet voice was a little hoarse and her tone icy. Angry. However, it also exposed the fear and confusion she felt by the small, barely-there quaver in her voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>godfang</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 08:01:49</strong>
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				Silence answered her question. Sephiroth merely stood there, with that enigmatic half smile of his and stared. Two fingers once more finding their target between her legs, constantly rubbing in a methodical rythm. He stood close enough to her so that she doesnt have room to throw a kick, afterall, Sephiroth knows how strong this woman is. Though his sanity may be in doubt, Sephiroths mind is as sharp as his legendary Masamune, and years of warfare honed his every instinct to the point that every single movement he made ensures he has no openings. The placement of the Chains in the middle of the room, far from any solid object, is to prevent her from kicking off a firm surface and using the momentum for an attack.&nbsp; <br><br>"Such a pretty little kitten" He said, ignoring her question. The little trembling of her voice did not go unnoticed, as the one winged angel suddenly closed the gap between them. His upper body pressed tightly against her stomach, a sudden warmth that contrasted the cold room. Like a serpent, deadly yet silent, Sephiroth's arms wrapped around the helpless girl, slithering ever so slowly in a tight embrace as he pulled her down slightly, yanking the chain tighter and causing it to cause a strain on her wrist. His eyes never left hers, his brilliant green orbs locked in a constant stare with her dark ones, not even as he pressed the flat of his wet tongue onto her tight stomach, trailing inevitably towards her beautifull breast. Even a madmen had to notice the beauty of her body. Well toned, powerfull, feminine, all the things a woman should be, and all the things people say women cant be. His lips soon found her nipples, sucking on it gently at first but soon escalating into a furious frenzy.<br><br>Like a rock, his hard bulge rubbed her entrance from behind the fabric of his pants, a caged animal waiting to pounce on a prey just outside its reach. When the silver haired madman moved his hands to squeeze her shapely ass, he also pulled her lower body towards his, pushing his solid package roughly against her pussy. Perhaps there is a method to this madness, a torture designed to slowly pull down her defense. It went on and on, time losing any significance. An hour or more must have went by, Sephiroth went about the whole thing like a perfect machine. Every few minutes, he would switch his attention from one breast to another, making sure none of the two is left uncared for.<br><br>Suddenly he stopped his sucking and grinding, motionless a long minute to let her feel the void before moving a step back and dropping his pants. The member that sprang out was a true beast. Long is an understatement, and calling it 'thick' is like saying 'Cloud has an average sized buster sword'. The hard throbbing veins told her one thing was obvious: The madman wanted her right now, more than anything in the world, perhaps a foreign concept when one is the lover of such a passive and cold man like Cloud. He simply stood there, allowing her to see the cock that is about to penetrate her deeper than anything else she ever had.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinsOfEden</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 23:06:32</strong>
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				The silence, his lack of answers, made her nervous. It made her tremble a little as she stared back at him. But she refused to let him scare her and she soon put on a determined scowl. At least until she felt him suddenly rubbing between her legs. A gasp left her and a surprised expression passed over her face, while a slight blush crept over her cheeks. And it wasn't until he moved to stand close enough to her that she realized he was taking precautions against her having any chance to attack him; especially in keeping her in the exact center of the room, far enough away from anything that would aid her in any real movement. That didn't mean that she couldn't struggle or squirm in her bindings though.<br><br>When he spoke, his words and voice caused unexpected reactions. A shiver coursed down her spine and she felt a small tinge of arousal. But at the same time dread filled her, a sense of foreboding that she knew that she wouldn't be able to shake off. Despite her wishes that it was all a strange dream....Tifa knew it was all very real. Only further supported as his large frame pressed against her and his warmth shot goosebumps over her exposed flesh. The contrasting temperatures were almost like a shock. However, the change in temperature was quickly forgotten as Sephiroth's arms wrapped around her, slowly tightening, and he pulled her bound body downward. She cries out as the chains dug into her wrists and strained them, her toned form arching in vain to try and alleviate the pressure as she squeezes her pretty dark amber eyes shut.<br><br>Feeling his tongue against her skin made her shudder slightly and she grits her teeth, trying to ignore the fact that the wet muscle was slowly moving upward. She fought her reactions to him as his lips wrapped around her cold-hardened nipples. Her body squirms and she bites down hard on her lower lip to keep silent, knowing that any sound she made would only encourage him more. And if anything, with the position she was in, she didn't need to encourage him nor did she want to. But that didn't seem to even matter as she soon felt something hard pressing and rubbing against her exposed sex and his hands groping at her bottom.<br><br>It was when he pulled her lower body against him that she realized that the hard thing she felt against her was his cock, straining against his pants, seeming almost angry as he pushed and pressed it against her. Despite trying to be silent as he all but attacked her vulnerable body, she found herself whimpering as his attention to her breasts continued on. Whimpers that seemed to war between protest and arousal – unable to settle on either end of the spectrum. She could even feel her body betraying her; her womanly petals becoming wet with excitement and her body heating up slightly. At the realization she blushes and tilts her head back, keeping her eyes closed, cursing herself inside of her head.<br><br>Maybe it was the fact that Cloud had never acted this way toward her. He never showed this much attention to her body. And he surely never seemed as aroused as Sephiroth seemed to be as he teased her trembling and defenseless body. With conflicting thoughts and feelings, Tifa opened her eyes again to look at the madman who had taken her captive, noticing how he stopped and then moved back. Her eyes widened as he dropped his pants and his shaft sprang out, her jaw dropping slightly at the sight of it. She knew it was wrong...and she knew that she shouldn't....but Tifa couldn't help but think that, despite how evil he was, Sephiroth was the most gorgeous and deadly man she'd ever seen. Just the sight of his monstrous member made her shiver and blush with arousal. Even knowing somewhere in the back of her mind that he planned to rape her. The one thought that kept surfacing, however, was that Cloud never seemed so...eager or hungry for her. Not like this.<br><br>It was so foreign. So strange. And she was left utterly confused by the conflict inside of her.<br><br>However, her mind very quickly took charge over her body and its responses to his attention. <strong>“No! You're not doing this to me, you monster! Let me go!!”</strong> she screams at him. She struggles and squirms where she hung, trying her hardest to find some way to get free of the chains – as futile as it was. Her mind knew things that her body did not and she'd be damned before she let him rape her. <strong>“Cloud is going to kill you for this when he finds out. And when I get free I'll kick your ass! Just wait and see!”</strong> she yells, her voice strained as she continued to struggle against the chains around her wrists. She wasn't going down without a fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>godfang</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 06:05:13</strong>
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				Her resistance was the perfect aphrodisiac and it only made him want her more. He was a tiger, eager for the hunt. A demon wanting to take only what he is not supposed to take. A slight chuckle escaped his lips as the man grabbed her ankles with lightning speed. The muscle of the legs are naturally more powerfull than the arm, and Tifa is a martial artist which means that even Sephiroth cant outpower her that easily. After a few failed attempt to pry her legs apart, Sephiroth gave her ass a loud slap that echoed throughout the chamber. It was a simple diversionary tactic really, make your opponent react to something then immediately change what you're doing.&nbsp; Slipping through her defenses, he managed to use the small moment of shock to open her legs halfway, standing in between them to prevent her from closing up.<br><br>"You want this" He whispered softly. "You pretend you dont, but you do."<br><br>It was an awkward position for sex to begin with, a partner that struggles only means its that much harder for Sephiroth to achieve penetration. First part of this battle was spreading her leg, now the second part is to keep her still enough for a penetration. Sephiroth kicked a nearby lever behind Tifa and out of her view, the result was the chain being lowered slightly, bringing her closer to his face level, all the better for her to see into his eyes and the hunger within. She didnt get to stare for long though, he was quick enough to press his forehead to her collar bones, the top of his head snuggled against her chin to prevent any headbutts or bites the feisty lady might have in store.<br><br>Second part of the battle was nearly won, he stood still. This is now a chess game, he had her in a stalemate, but he was far closer to his victory than she is to hers. Taking in her scent, Sephiroth took a deep breath, his hips moving back and forth slightly to rub the underside of his shaft on her wet entrance. The throbbing beast now so close to its prey, its rock hard form now coated in her juice. Everytime she would make&nbsp; a sudden move, he would counter it, always keeping himself too close to push off. With each attempt to shake him off he somehow managed to sneak in abit more, always finding a more favourable position than the last.<br><br>"I want this too.." He whispered straight to her ears now that he secured an optimal position "And i assure you..this will last for a while..far longer than your puny boyfriend.." Slowly he entered her, inch by inch the large cockhead penetrated her sweet fold causing intense friction. The illusion of gentle lovemaking lasted two seconds. Without warning he thrusted his hips forward, penetrating her deepest region that nobody else ever reached. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinsOfEden</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 05:51:50</strong>
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				Even as her body struggled against the chains, struggling hard to get free, her mind was still reeling over how large his cock was. Cloud was nowhere near as big as Sephiroth; in length or girth. But, even though he was a fairly cold lover, Cloud had still been big enough for her. She couldn't begin to fathom how Sephiroth's shaft would even fit inside of her. And as her mind followed this train of thought and her body squirmed and struggled, she soon found herself being grabbed by the monster, feeling his large hands taking hold of her ankles and gripping them firmly. Being a martial artist meant that her entire body was very strong – it had to be – but it meant even more for her legs. So she knew that she was fucked as he took control of her ankles first, pun not intended.<br><br>Grunting, Tifa continues to struggle, kicking her legs to try and somehow get her ankles from his grasp. It at least seemed to be working in keeping him from prying them open. Until she felt a surprising smack against her ass and the fierce stinging to follow.<br><br>The diversion worked much to her dismay, and she growls as her legs closed around him. It would be a huge mistake to open them to try and kick him or find some way to get him from between her legs. But it did weigh on her mind as an option. His whispered words made her glare at him and she squeezes her legs tightly against him, trying to hide the shiver his voice caused in her body. She felt foolish to have fallen for his diversion. Anger welled up inside of her, as well as the fear of him raping her. There wasn't anything she could do to stop him and she knew that Cloud couldn't have any possible idea where she was or with whom. That thought didn't make her feel any better and she growled again, trying to shimmy her way away from him, kicking her legs a little more.<br><br>When he kicked something that she couldn't see her heartbeat picked up and she clenches her jaws together. Determination and anger was clear on her face; though it was quickly replaced with a surprised expression as she was lowered slightly, bringing her a little more level with him. She glares back into his eyes and frowns, trying to push her chin down as he suddenly pressed his forehead down against the space beneath her neck. All she could really do was try to rub her chin hard against his head to distract him. Which obviously didn't help as she soon felt his hips moving, rubbing his cock against her wet slit. Another traitorous shiver wracked her body and she exhales loudly, almost like a cross between a grunt and a groan, trying to push her knees against him to push her hips back away from him.<br><br>But she soon found that every single move she made was being countered and with each counter, he was pushing closer and closer against the core of her body. It just wasn't getting any better for her, no matter how much she fought and tried to keep him away. As he spoke again she tried to ignore what he said, ignore his voice. And she was able to. But it was, unfortunately, only because she felt him pressing up into her, made easier by the traitor she called her own body. She whimpers and tilts her head back, squeezing her legs around him in an attempt to slow his entry. Just the head of his cock entering her hurt and she soon realized that he was a lot bigger than he looked and felt. Which was even further supported as he suddenly thrust himself deeper inside of her, stretching her slick walls much too tightly around his shaft and hitting her cervix, causing her to cry out loudly as searing pain claimed her womanhood. She was wet, but not near wet enough to allow easier passage for his cock. And she was nowhere near prepared enough, either.<br><br><strong>“Stop! Take it out!”</strong> she screams, her voice breaking some. The pain was drawing tears to her eyes, making her choke on a lump in her throat. And fear was wrapped snug like a blanket around her insides.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>godfang</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 08:27:01</strong>
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				Her cries of pain seemed to do nothing but spur him on. His thrusting was violent, both hard and rapid. His pace didnt change much for a long period of time, a constant barrage of mind-shattering thrusts delivered in the most devastating rythm he can manage.&nbsp; Sephiroth didnt seem to care about her pleas though, afterall, why would he take it out when her tight walls provided such a pleasurable experience? The fact that he is taking what isnt his, something that belongs to Cloud adds even more to the experience. A bell echoed in the background, signaling midnight. "I'll stop when i cum.." He whispered, giving her shoulder a rough bite, latching on tight like a shark. The fucking went on and on untill another bell echoed, signaling that the silver hair demon had ravaged the woman for more than one hour straight.<br><br>"Tired?" He asked as he slowed down his rythm, changing his position slightly. His cock pulled out slowly, but right before he exited her, a demonic grin flashed on his handsome visage and his hips thrusted in once more, this time in a slightly different angle. In an inhuman feat of endurance, he repeated the cycle once more, his hips thrusting in that same intense rythm that he kept up for so long. "Scream some more!" He commanded. "Scream untill your lover can hear you!"<br><br>Two bells echoed, another hour of torture has passed by. This time Sephiroth actually pulled out all the way. He walked out of her field of vision, but his voice was still very close. "Where is he? Is he here?" He asked her in a cold mocking tone. Of course he knew that Cloud cant possibly hear her, he is far far away, and no one can make it down here with the elevator being locked down. "Where is he?" He repeated. <br><br>A sudden slap on her shapely behind told her that he isnt done yet. Afterall, he didnt cum once during their entire fuck. He grabbed her from behind this time, lowering the chain untill her feet touched the cold stone floor. Pulling her hips back, he speared her once more, showing the same frenzied pace. This time however, he didnt give her any breaks between hours.&nbsp; Bells after bells sounded, yet the man went on.<br><br>"Where is he?!" He yelled his question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinsOfEden</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 22:34:32</strong>
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				Tifa's screams only continued as he thrusted into her; so violent and fast. His pace was merciless and she felt nothing but pain between her legs, a burning, ripping agony that only grew the longer he continued. It didn't take long before she was crying, tears streaking her face and dripping down against her breasts. And she could barely draw a decent breath. The pain was so great that it made it hard to breath. She felt like she might even get sick.<br><br>His words, whispered to her, made her shake her head. And she would have tried to respond had it not been for her crying...and him biting down on her shoulder like some kind of crazed animal. She cries out loudly and squeezes her eyes shut, clenching her teeth tightly as a sob welled up in her chest. She barely even heard the bell echoing. She was trying hard to block everything out; every sound, every feeling... But it was just too hard. Made even harder as his pace suddenly slowed. Then he picked back up again, at a different angle, and continued once more.<br><br>That bad feeling she'd had – that foreboding – was this. The fact that her rape was going to be drawn out because he was not some mere human. Sephiroth was superhuman; thanks to Jenova and the experiments. So he was using his inhuman endurance and stamina to torture her at his pleasure. Just the thought made her sob, while he continued to fuck her, use her....rape her. And even though she didn't want to give him the pleasure of seeming to listen, she screamed out in pain and shame; a sound so loud and full of agony. She wished that Cloud could hear her, wished that he knew where she was, and what was happening. But that is all she could do was wish. She knew differently – knew that Cloud didn't know any of those things and that he wouldn't be able to save her. It was already too late for that.<br><br>By the time that there was another echo of bells, and Sephiroth actually pulled out, her head had fallen forward as she cried to herself. It had been of no use to try and fight him before and she would have only hurt herself further if she tried to fight while he was fucking her. And so she had given up. There was nothing she could do to stop him. She even remained silent as he walked away from her and didn't bother to lift his head, sniffling as she listened to what he said. Even then she said nothing. How could she answer him? What could she even say? He knew that Cloud was nowhere near finding her, or finding out what was going on.<br><br>He was only playing more games with her mind. It seemed that he wanted to see her in pain; see her tears.<br><br>The slap to her ass made her wince and grit her teeth, her body shaking as she cried, trying to ignore the pain in her lower body; even as it felt like she had been brutally ripped in half. However, as he suddenly grabbed her from behind and lowered the chain until her feet were touching the chilled stone, she felt a surge of fight rising in her. She couldn't just give up and let him do this without her trying to do something for herself. And just as she started to lift her leg, thinking to give a good kick behind her, she felt him plunging back into her sore, brutalized sex once again – which seemed even tighter than before with the new position – and she screams out. <strong>“No!! Stop!!”</strong> she cries, sobbing as he returned to his frenzied pace. It was all she could say as he went on, repeating it over and over again, as bell after bell echoed.<br><br>At some point she felt her knees try to give out from underneath her, causing her to scream hoarsely as the jolt caused considerable strain on her shoulders as her arms were pulled back slightly. Not long after that Tifa blacked out completely, going limp in front of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>godfang</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 06:24:41</strong>
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				Being a young boy living in the village means Edgar doesnt get much excitement in his life. Nibleheim is a quaint town, the only thing for a boy to do in this town is study and maybe hang out with his friends, it also means he doesnt have to wake up early since there is no school these days in nibleheim and everybody gets home tutored by their parents. Today however, Edgar is up early. Earlier today, his mother told him that he had an errand to run, a simple delivery to the Shinra mansion. Ever since he was four, everyone told him that Shinra mansion is a haunted place. Shadows can be seen inside it at night, and no one dares go there, but this new owner of the mansion seems to like it there so much he never leaves the house.<br><br>"Hello! Mister owner sir!" He called out, knocking on the door. Looking around, he noticed that the house was indeed fixed up. Two weeks ago the owner showed up and went inside the mansion, ever since then, nobody saw shadows anymore. The next day the owner showed up in the village, hiring people to clean up and fix the broken mansion. While alot of people did say that the owner looks alot like Sephiroth, the madman that tried to destroy the world, many didnt care simply because of the money he brought to the village. Ever since then, Edgar's family who runs a small restaurant has been the mansions caterer. Normally the owner ordered meals for one, but today it was for two. <br><br>"Mister owner! Your food is h.." Edgar yelled again, stopping quickly when the door opened. The owner was wearing a bathrobe and his long silver hair was all wet, clearly it took him this long to get the door because he was in the bathroom. "Your food sir!" The young boy said again, offering the package. Sephiroth didnt answer, he simply took out&nbsp; 10 gills and placed it on the boys palm. Not waiting for the change, the man took the food and returned inside. <br><br>=========================================<br><br>The main bathroom is a wide room in the first floor. It would be more appropriate to call it a pool than a bath. Designed after the style of ancient royal baths, the room was made of marble, with a mounted bronze lion head as the source of the water. The center part of it is clearly deeper than the edges. As Sephiroth entered the bath again, he dropped his robes in a basket near the door, going straight to the unconscious figure of Tifa lockhart, laid snuggly on a towel. Lifting her with ease, he took her to the pool, sitting down behind her limp form.<br><br>"Such lovely skin, my dear kitten.." He whispered, knowing full well that she might not hear him in this state. His hands poured warm water over her shoulder, caressing her body with the gentle touch one would expect from a lover, but definitely not a monster like him. Taking his time, he cleaned her up, washing away the dirt and sweat from her battered form using soaps scented like the wildflowers found near Nibbleheim. <br><br>Her hands arent tied now, so if she were to wake up, she can definitely try to fight. Somehow Sephiroth doesnt seem to care that much, his posture, his eyes, his every demeanor is not one of a predator, no trace of the previous raping lunatic. "And such silky hair..." He mused, running a finger through her wet raven locks. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinsOfEden</strong> on <strong>26-03-2010, 01:57:26</strong>
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				The exhaustion and pain that had taken over Tifa's body didn't allow for any dreams to pass though her unconscious mind after she blacked out. There was nothing – no sound, no feeling. Just darkness; like before, when she had woken up chained and naked in Sephiroth's possession as a captive. She didn't stir or make any noise at all, even as she was moved from the dungeon and to the bathroom, or from the floor and into the tub. Her athletic, lithe frame was limp against Sephiroth's and she was unresponsive as he spoke and began to wash and caress over her.<br><br>But it didn't seem to take long before she did start to come around. First there was a soft groan that passed her lips. There was a strange awareness building in her mind, knowing partially where she was but trying to convince herself it was all a bad dream. Though she couldn't convince her body that it wasn't hurting. Especially her abused and swollen sex, which ached and stung so badly. She groans again and her head lolls slightly to one side, her eyebrows drawing together slowly. It was clear by the change in her breathing that she was no longer unconscious; as it became slightly deeper and then seemed to come a little faster. Frowning now, her eyelids flutter open and she starts to move, unsure of exactly where she was – though she knew she was in water.<br><br>And she soon realized that she was not bound when she reached up to wipe over her face. However, she could still feel that distinct ache in her arms, from wrists to shoulders, from where she had been chained up. Only a few moments later did she realize that she wasn't in the monstrous tub alone. Her amber eyes widen with the realization, her body stiffening as she felt him behind her, and her jaw quickly clenched tight. She was afraid to turn and meet him face to face, afraid to let him see the fear in her eyes. He probably already knew, though. But she suddenly felt confused as she realized – once again – that she was no longer bound...that he didn't bother to tie her wrists or ankles. Not that she wasn't thankful, but it just didn't make sense to her.<br><br>Slowly turning, Tifa forces herself to face him, putting on a neutral face as she stared up at him. Instinctively her arms and hands came up to cover her breasts and she felt herself moving slowly back away from him. <strong>“You...”</strong> she starts, a hoarse whisper from her lips. <strong>“You. You are a monster. A disgusting, revolting, unstable monster!”</strong> she yells. It hurt to raise her voice, her throat raw from her earlier screaming, and she coughs, licking over her dry lips. Those were the only words her mind could manage to form. It was stuck in this confusing whirlwind as she worried and tried to hide her fear from him. She didn't know what was going to happen now or how she would manage to get away. She didn't know if Cloud would ever find her or if she might even die here. Would she really even be able to fight him off at all?<br><br>Maybe. And maybe she would try to fight him, just for the slim chance of getting away. But maybe she wouldn't dare; not willing to risk what he might do to her if she did...<br><br><hr><br><strong><em>Meanwhile, back in Midgar...</em></strong><br><br>Cloud had gone out on some errands, needing to pick up some things for Barret and Marlene and some food for Tifa and himself. Not being in any particular rush, he had taken his time in doing what he needed to do, stopping to chat briefly with several people on the way about some attacks taking place just outside of the limits of Midgar. Being who he was and never one to turn down a good fight, he told them that he would look into it and get it taken care of as soon as he could manage, and then went on his way. He was completely unaware that Tifa had been kidnapped from their home, taken as a prisoner and raped, by his worst enemy. And in his own hometown, nonetheless.<br><br>After getting groceries and stopping for Barret and Marlene, Cloud headed to their place to drop off their stuff and then made his way home. But when he pulled up out front he immediately knew that something wasn't right. The door was ajar and there were no lights on inside. The bags in his hand fell to the ground as he rushed to the door, sword drawn in a flash, and he stepped inside and flicked on the lights. It seemed that whoever had been here was long gone and, on a very quick look around, it didn't seem like anything was missing. <strong>“Tifa...?”</strong> he calls out, confusion coloring his voice, <strong>“Tifa!”</strong> When he got no response he got that same feeling – that something was wrong – and he quickly charged upstairs and down the hall to their room. He didn't see her there, or in the bathroom, and he felt fear grip his insides. He rushed back out and began searching every room, frantically looking for her and calling out every minute or so for her; and getting no answer in return every time<br><br>His mind was in a panic and anger was welling up inside of him. Where was she? What had happened here in the short time he was gone?<br><br>Snatching up his cell he punched in some numbers and waited, listening to the other line ring a few times. When he heard Marlene's voice on the other end he composed himself enough to tell her to get her father. <strong>“Yeah?”</strong> he heard Barret say a minute later. <strong>“It's Tifa! She's gone!”</strong> he says to the other man, almost yelling. <strong>“What do you mean Tifa's gone? Where the hell is she?”</strong> Barret asks. He seemed confused, though he understood the panic in Cloud's voice. <strong>“I just got back and the door was open. No lights on. And she isn't here. Something's happened to her.”</strong> By this time Cloud was pacing through the kitchen in tight, angry circles, his body tensed. The groceries outside were long forgotten. And he didn't hear anything from Barret; it seemed that the other man was trying to process what he had just been told.<br><br>Finally, <strong>“She couldn't have just left on her own, man. Not if the door was open like that. But what could have happened? There any sign of a struggle? I don't understand who would just break in and kidnap her. She would have kicked their ass good...”</strong> Barret's voice trailed off and it was clear that he was getting angry, too. It seemed unreal that Tifa had just disappeared. Especially since they had no clue where she was or who could have even done this. And it was becoming clear to both of them that she had obviously been surprised by whoever had taken her. <strong>“I don't know, Barret. But we need to do something. We can't sit around while who knows what is happening to her!”</strong> His anger was growing and it wouldn't even seem to anyone that he was usually cold and passive. But someone had taken his woman, some unseen and unknown person...and he had a feeling that it was in an effort to get back at him.<br><br>It wasn't long before Barret had arrived; both men having talked over a few things and agreeing to meet at Cloud's place before hanging up. The groceries had been brought in and were now resting haphazardly over the kitchen table. And Cloud had taken to pacing once again, as Barret watched, pushing one hand roughly through his blond hair. <strong>“I don't know where to start looking. We don't even know who took her! How do we determine where to go or who to ask when we have no clues?!”</strong> he says, almost growling in his anger. <strong>“We need to find some clues somewhere, man. We need to start looking before it's too late,”</strong> Barret responds. Normally he was quick to jump the gun and all too eager to spring into action. But this time he had no idea what direction to spring in and start shooting.<br><br><strong>“Gotta find some sorta clue. I'm sure the bastard responsible for this ain't a damn ghost. There's gotta be something here to tell us who it is,”</strong> he says, glancing around and moving from the kitchen to the living room. And he was right. The so called 'bastard' wasn't a ghost, though he might seem that way to them, considering. <strong>“But there isn't anyone we've been having trouble with lately,”</strong> Cloud counters, <strong>“No enemies that would even dare come and take her.”</strong><br><br>They weren't even thinking of Sephiroth, naturally. And why would they? They had defeated him and hadn't seen a single sight of him since that last battle. Not a word of him from anyone, anywhere. So he wouldn't even be on the list of possible people. Unless they happened to notice the long, silver strand of hair on the floor near the door...<br><br>But they didn't notice, heading out several minutes later to begin asking around. They needed to start off somewhere and asking the neighbors nearby was something. Not much, but something...
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>godfang</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 05:38:06</strong>
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				Sephiroth shook his head, placing a finger on her lips. "Sssh..You're still tired..dont move around too much." His voice was filled with concern, be they a mockery or some kind of twisted feelings none could say for sure. He was silent for awhile, letting the sound of running water fill the room. His hands worked her body with utmost care, lathering her arms with soap scented like mountain flowers,&nbsp; fingers running along the tense muscles of her side.<br><br>"Breakfast is ready too my kitten. Close your eyes for abit" His lips touched her forehead lightly like gentle summer wind. With a scoop of his hand, he poured water over her already wet hair, letting the warm sensation caress her tired body. Most of the water ran down her face, washing away the tears and giving off a refreshing feeling. <br><br>"Wait here..Im going to get something.."&nbsp; He sad with a pat on her head. Sephiroth stood up, placing his semi-errect cock at face level with the girl, and when he walked away, she is treated to a view of a beautifull masculine back, a giant scar running on one side of his back where his wings used to be. He seemed to be going for a small bottle, red liquid can be seen inside it. Whatever sinister fluid is inside, Sephiroth seemed to be smiling with bad intention, or perhaps that is simply the way he always smile.<br><br>He sat down behind her once more, causing a small wave in the water. The liquid smelled sickeningly sweet, like...strawberry?&nbsp; "You have such lovely hair.." He whispered almost lovingly. The liquid turns out to be shampoo and as he rubbed it between his palms to make a thick lather, the white bubly foams gathered rather quickly. Sephiroth applied it with care, almost obsessively in fact, her hair seemed to fascinate him. His torso pressed against her back felt warm, like a rock in summer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An insane angel's love (Godfang and Ghost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinsOfEden</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 22:43:49</strong>
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				Tifa smacked his hand away when he reached up to try and place his finger against her lips. She would have bit him instead if it wasn't for the fact that it would have been an opening for him to grab her. Or possibly do worse. Her amber eyes narrowed dangerously and she stared at him. It was very clear that she did not trust even the smallest, most tame touch. And his words and tone only made her feel sick; which only increased with her movement away from his hands, when pain shot through her body from his brutal invasion of her body only hours ago.<br><br><strong>"Don't touch me again. Don't even come near me,"</strong> she snarls angrily as she ducks back away from him again, watching as the water missed her and splashed down into the bath again. Shame was running rampant through her as the earlier events sprung unbidden into her mind. How he had touched her. Violated her. She could only back away through the water as he stood, as naked as anything, and moved away to get something.<br><br>Her mind began to race, thoughts quickly flitting through her mind as she tried to think of some way that she could escape. All the while her gaze remained on him, on his back before he turned back around again, a bottle in his hand. She didn't know what was inside and his smile made her feel uneasy. She certainly didn't want to find out what the crimson liquid was; because for all she knew, it could have been blood. And as he approached her with it, Tifa could only continue to move backwards away from him. Only backing herself against the wall with nowhere else to go.<br><br>When the smell hit her nose it made her pause and blink in confusion at him. His words and the way he said them only made her feel more confused. It was a distraction she couldn't afford, but one she could not quite shake away. Of course, one part of confusion was cleared up as she realized the liquid was shampoo. But that didn't do anything for the other parts of confusion she felt because of him.<br><br>He had just raped her earlier that morning. Sephiroth had been that brutal monster that he was known for. Uncaring and a completely carnal animal. The thought made her muscles clench up and she winced in pain before the rest of her thought finished itself. It took a moment but she started to think about how he was seeming so...dare she even think it?...loving and attentive to her. So concerned and very gentle. It drew an unwilling whimper from her as she closed her eyes and then covered her face with her hands. Everything was such a mess and she was caught in the middle of it all. She had no escape and didn't even want to think of the horrors that were in store for her if she actually tried.<br><br><strong>"Just...go away. Leave me alone,"</strong> she manages to choke out on a sob. Tifa was not known to be weak in any way, shape, or form. But after what she had been through in the last almost 12 hours...she was very entitled to breaking down. It was hard for her to stay strong in the face of such a situation. She had been kidnapped and brought to the last place on Earth she wanted to be. Raped brutally by one of her biggest enemies. Nobody knew where she was or what was happening. And she didn't think that Cloud, or anyone else for that matter, would ever think to look at Sephiroth as the culprit or look to the Shinra mansion or Nebelheim as a place where she would be.<br><br>Tifa realized that she was, at this point, doomed and in the hands of a madman. A madman who obviously wanted her; and would do whatever he pleased and whatever it took to get her and what he wanted from her. It was such a depressing thought and she found herself slumping down in the warm water with a sigh. <strong>"Cloud...please hurry,"</strong> she says in an agonized whisper, wondering what was going to happen now.
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