Rapture

Inquisition

Red was feeling pleased that everything had turned out well with Sabrina. He had been worried for a while that something terrible was going to happen. He felt it really was a shame that so often people can’t get what they truly desire. He sighed as he searched through the fridge in one of the break rooms for something to drink.

Talking with Sabrina had brought back some other of Red’s hidden thoughts. Things he swore meant nothing to him anymore… The people he once cared so deeply for who only betrayed him… The way he always imagined things to turn out when he was younger.

Thinking about those kinds of things just gave Red a headache and made him frustrated, so he tried to shake it off. In the mix of his thoughts and finding nothing but diet soda in the fridge, Red hadn’t noticed someone else step into the break room.

A little peeved that there was no grape soda in the fridge, Red slammed the door shut and found Lt. Surge standing behind it. Slightly shocked, Red still didn’t let it show except for the brief widening of his eyes, “Hey there runt!”

“Hey…” Red shook his head again to try and clear out of his funky mood. “Sorry, what’s going on?”

Surge shrugged, “Nothing major, all the troops are training, Koga is being a dork, and Sabrina’s been all emo, so I’d say everything is normal.”

Red chuckled, “That reminds me, I should probably check in on my troops training. I’ve got a few new things I want to try out too.”

Surge grinned, “That can wait for a few minutes. I want to talk to you first.”

Red cocked his head to the side, “Huh? About what?”

“Gee you make it sound like I can’t talk to you…”

“That’s not it,” Red crossed his arms, “It’s just usually you don’t have many meaningful things to say.”

Surge took a step back, “I’m hurt! Is that all the credit I get after all these years?”

Red laughed, “Alright, alright, what is it then?”

“I just wanted to make sure I had my story straight is all, so umm… You and the boss… you two are together or something right?”

Red slapped his face thinking here he was going to have to explain everything again… “Yeah… we’re together.”

“Does that make you feel weird? You know? Like, you’re basically a punky kid, and he’s a big hotshot. That’s not a little strange to you at all?”

Red’s eye quirked at the “punky” remark and he rested his hands on his hips, “Gee thanks…”

“OK, OK… Sheesh… Mr. Sensitive over here…”

Red closed his eyes for a moment to word his answer, “No… It doesn’t feel weird to me at all… Everything just feels right around Giovanni…”

“Oh come on, you say his full name out like that just rolls off the freakin tongue so easily, Giovanni, Giovannni,” Surge said mockingly, “Don’t you have some kind of a pet name for the guy or anything… like Gio… or Vanni… or something…”

Red laughed a bit, “I call him Gio every now and then, but it makes him upset. He says he doesn’t want me using the same nickname scheme for him that I use for my Pokémon! He’s asked me to call him Van before though…”

“I see, I’ll have to start calling him Gio then, hehehe”

Red chuckled a bit more, “You just like annoying people don’t you?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe,” Surge smirked slyly. “So then, does he fuck you up the ass?”

“SURGE!” Red blushed in shock from the question.

Surge’s expressions hardened slightly, “What? It’s a valid question if you two are together, does he or does he not fuck you up the ass?”

Red wasn’t sure how to handle this situation so he decided to just be honest, “Yes… he does…”

Surge took a step closer to Red, “How long has he been fucking you for now?”

Red looked to the side avoiding eye contact with the man now, “About three years…”

“Holy shit! All this time?! That damn lucky bastard!”

“Huh?” Red looked back up at Surge in time for the man to press him up against the wall. “What are you doing?!”

Surge pushed his groin up again Red making sure that Red could feel the hardness constrained beneath the cloth, “You’re used to this aren’t you? And besides, the boss owes me.” Surge’s hands moved around Red and grabbed firmly onto both of his butt cheeks.

Red’s eyes widened and he threw Surge off of him with a great amount of force. Surge flew across the room and hit his back on the wall. Red waited for a moment to make sure Surge wasn’t hurt too badly before bolting for the door. Red grabbed onto the door knob but the door wouldn’t budge at all.

“You might need this perhaps?” Surge waved a keycard he had used to seal the door.

“Look… this isn’t cool… Just let me out of here and we’ll forget any of this ever happened, OK?” Red tried reasoning with the man.

“Nope, fraid not,” Surge smiled and pocketed the card. “So all the travelling abroad did you good huh? You’re a strong one, and a fighter! And oh… that turns me on!”

Red wasn’t ready when for Surge to leap and tackle him to the floor.

“Stop it! Let me go!” Red struggled to push Surge off of him only to receiving a slap in the face. Red’s eyes widened and his struggling fell limp.

“That’s better, now then…” Surge started pulling off Red’s clothes, starting with his shirt, leaving his arms tangled up in it just in case he decided to struggle some more. He unbuckled Red’s belt and with one hand pulled off Red’s jeans and underwear at the same time. Red’s expression darkened as he just stared off to the side absently.

Surge had the boy completely naked and started touching him everywhere. His hand cupped Red’s face and slowly slid down his neck and rested on his chest. He pinched a little at a few common sensitive spots and appeared to be admiring Red’s musculature. “Not bad for a kid your age you know,” His hand moved from Red’s chest down his lightly developed stomach to his nether regions where he tugged slightly on Red’s sack. “Even these aren’t bad size for a boy your age.”

There was still no reaction from Red. Surge was a little disappointed that he didn’t get a rise at all out of him; he started to look apprehensive for the first time since this situation started. He had come this far and wasn’t about to back out now though.

Surge took in a deep breath as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard dick. Still on top of Red, he managed to flip the boy over onto his stomach to place his butt at a position easier to access. Testing briefly with a finger to make sure Red was opened sufficiently to accept him; Surge drove his cock into the boy.

Surge’s concerns were lost to him as he felt the warmth and tightness envelope him. He lowered himself onto Red and started thrusting rapidly into the boy’s bottom occasionally grunting from the pleasure he was receiving.

Red remained perfectly stoic; his gaze affixed to some random point in space. “The least you could do is try and enjoy yourself!” Surge spoke between grunts but Red’s glazed over expression made him appear completely vacant.

Surge lifted Red from the floor and hoisted him into his lap so he was fucking up into the boy. Red only flopped like a lifeless ragdoll. Surge reached around and gripped onto Red’s genitals still trying to get some reaction. Red wasn’t aroused in the least; his dick wouldn’t even twitch as Surge fondled and stroked it.

Almost violently, Surge lifted Red up and dropped him onto one of the coffee tables. He grabbed onto Red’s hips with a tightened grip and just pounded into Red fast and hard. Surge’s ears filled with nothing but the sound of his own flesh smacking against the boy’s butt cheeks again and again.

He was very close now. Just a few more thrusts and he entered as deeply as he could to unload his seed inside the boy. He clenched his eyes shut and enjoyed this moment of absolute bliss. He had never imagined that fucking this boy would be that pleasurable.

“Wow… that was the shit…” Surge said emphasizing each word individually. “Eh kid?”

Surge looked down into Red’s face but found nothing but the same blank expression still there. Surge slowly pulled out of the boy and zipped himself back up.

After a minute of silence Surge started snapping his fingers in front of Red’s face, “Yo! Runt? You home?”

The look on Red’s face was eerily familiar. Surge had to think about it a bit but it came rushing back to him. It was the same look he had during his shock treatments all those years ago.

“Oh shit…” Surge scratched his head trying to think of what to do to snap the boy out of it. Loud noises and shaking him didn’t seem to do it. He knew he had to do something though; those glossy unblinking eyes were really starting to freak him out.

Thinking maybe some water would do the trick, Surge started scavenging the cupboards for drinking glasses. Once he found one he quickly filled it up with water from the tap. Surge turned around and almost dropped the glass as Red was standing right behind him. “God damn it kid!”

Red took the water from Surge’s hand and downed it quickly. He tossed the glass into the sink not caring if it broke or not and fetched his clothes from the floor and started putting them back on.

“Look runt, if you…” Surge began speaking but a look from Red quickly silenced him. Red had gotten his pants back on and clasped the belt when he turned around and marched right up to a man who towered over him.

“No, you shut your fucking mouth and listen. For the time being you’re needed… so no I won’t tell anyone what happened today… but from now on you better stay out of my fucking way because I can guarantee you… If you EVER so much as TOUCH me again I will KILL YOU!” Surge actually felt a shiver go down his spine as Red yelled at him.

Red was doing his best to stay calm. He was having a really hard time keeping his breathing in check. He felt more angry at himself feeling what just happened was absolutely shameful. Angry at himself for placing any kind of trust in an inconsiderate retarded prick of an asshole who probably doesn’t even think what happened was that big of a deal…

Red picked up his shirt and slid it over his head. Surge stared in silence and shock really not sure when it happened that he lost control of the situation, “Hey, well, if it’s any consolation I really wanted you to feel as good as I was if you had let me.”

Red gripped onto the table and in a mighty heave lifted it into the air and swung it sideways making contact with Surge’s temple.

Surge’s eyes snapped open seven hours later. He recognized his surroundings as the base’s infirmary, “Oh you’re awake!” The nurse walked over Surge’s bed and took his vitals.

“Son of a… What happened?” Surge had the worst headache of his life.

“I would be careful if I were you, you were diagnosed with a concussion, minor skull fracture, a few loose teeth and a broken nose.”

It all started coming back to him, what he’d done, and Red getting up… and then…

“That was a nasty slip you had, it was a good thing Red found you when he did!” Surge stared wide eyed at the nurse and shook his head.

“Oh shit, I’m fucked…”

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