Code of Ethics

Title: Code of Ethics
Author: Marcus Ishan
Archived: This story is also posted on y!gallery. Please respect my copyright on this story and do not post it elsewhere.
Summary: Just a random Sagat and Vega story.
Rating: NC-17 For hardcore sexual scenes.
Pairings: Ummm… yeah Sagat and Vega from Street Fighter
Feedback: Feedback would be great, as this is my first completed and posted story. Feel free to email me at….. marcus.ishan@gmail.com
Disclaimer: Sagat, Vega, and Shadaloo are copyright of Capcom. I make no money off of this but the story is my original work and copyright Marcus Ishan


Victor Sagat lay in bed, he had been there for hours, but sleep still continued to evade him. Thoughts of his loss to the young newcomer, Ryu, plagued his mind. He could not accept that he had lost so easily to the boy. After all his years of experience fighting the worlds strongest fighters, at times to the point that they were left either incapacitated or dead at his feet, there was no reason why he should have lost. Yet the boy had indeed defeated him and left him with a deep scar across his chest. He knew that someday he would have his revenge on Ryu, in the mean time he had to train harder than he ever had. He spent as much time in the compound’s gym as he could, but that time was constantly limited by the summons of his commander, M. Bison to travel and enforce the will of Shadoloo. Before his loss he didn’t mind the constant travel that interrupted his time, however things had changed now, now he had a new purpose.

He lay there a few minutes more before giving up. “Rest is for the weak,” he reasoned to himself. He threw the blankets to the side and wandered to the bathroom where he had left his normal blue and red fighting shorts. He bent down and picked them up. He stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. His normally bald head and his face were covered in stubble. He hadn’t bothered to shave since he had returned to Thailand. His eyes lowered to his chest. The smooth dark skin that had once been a point of pride for him was now tainted by the huge scar left by Ryu. He could feel his blood pressure rise at the reminder that would always be with him. He pulled his shorts on and tightened the strings then headed to the gym.

The gym was always silent at this hour. Bison enforced a strict curfew on his soldiers, all were to be in bed by ten pm and awake by four to begin their training and duties. As second in command, answering only to Bison himself, Sagat was allowed to do as he pleased. There were only two others allowed the same privileges as him, they were Bison’s bodyguards, Vega and Balrog.

Sagat flipped the breaker switch lighting the entire gym. He looked over the freshly lit gym at all the equipment that was available to him and opted for the weight machines. He made his way across the room and seated himself on one of the bench press machines.
He adjusted the pins to the maximum weight and lay back to begin his workout. The weight was tremendous, but offered little resistance to the fighter. The weights were raised and lowered numerous times, he was lost so deeply in thoughts of vengeance that time didn’t matter to him. The sweat began to roll off his body and puddle around the machine. Visions went through his mind of how he would soon crush the child that had humiliated him. Never again would he lose to such insolent scum.

Through his anger, he realized that something intrigued him about Ryu, although, he wasn’t sure what it was. He wondered how someone so young could harness such raw power. What made him so special that power that strong could flow through him so freely? Perhaps there was something in his ancestry that had empowered him. It mattered little in the long run, soon he would be reduced to a useless lump of flesh. What a lump of flesh he was, he was young, but had obviously trained many years. Sagat laughed to himself as he pondered the idea of what he could do to that boy if only he didn’t hate him so much. Ryu was after all a fine specimen, perhaps it wasn’t too late. If he could reduce that boy to nothingness then he could reshape him to his will. Ryu could be a fine Shadaloo agent someday, and if not he could at least be a fine play toy. The thoughts continued to flow as freely as the sweat from his body.

“And what are you up to so late,” he heard from the doorway. Sagat glanced over to see the masked Vega standing there, arms crossed, watching him.

“What do you want worm?” He asked roughly.

“Nothing really,” Vega began to walk toward the weight machine, “just doing my rounds and saw the light on.”

“Then continue on your way,” Sagat had little patience for Vega. Vega had a pompous attitude that grated on his nerves at all times.

“I will when I’m done here,” Vega now stood at Sagat’s feet and looked down at him, “but first there’s something that I must address.”

“What could possibly be so important that you find it necessary to interrupt me?”

“You are aware of Bison’s view on public displays are you not?”

“Displays of what?”

“Sexuality, you idiot!”

Sagat suddenly became aware of the fact that his shorts were tented high above his pelvis. He released the weights allowing them to hit the floor with such force that he felt it vibrate under him. Before Vega knew what was happening Sagat was on his feet with his enormous hand wrapped firmly around Vega’s thin neck. He was slammed against the wall with such force it dazed him slightly.

“Temper, temper Mr. Sagat,” Vega said when he had regained his composure, you’ll give yourself a heart attack if you don’t learn to relax.
Sagat kept him pinned firmly to the wall, “you will learn to mind your own business worm or you will end up as dead as your predecessor!” He released his grip on the smaller man and turned to walk away.

“It’s ok Victor, I’ll let it go this once,” Vega called after him.

Sagat barely heard the words as he entered the shower room. He walked to the steel door of his locker and punched it with enough force to both leave a deep dent and pop it open. He wasn’t sure what had angered him more, the fact that thoughts of Ryu had aroused him to that degree or that Vega had entered and tried to quote regulations to him. He kicked his shorts to the floor and walked toward the shower.

One day Vega would be silenced, for now he had to tolerate the pompous ass because Bison liked him so much. That would change though, it always did. He reached the wall and turned on the water. He felt it run down his body to the floor, relaxing him. His thoughts went back to Ryu again. So what if he had a boner for the kid, even if he did hate him with every ounce of his being Sagat could not deny that Ryu was attractive. He felt himself began to stiffen again. It had been months since he had been with anyone and the sexual tension was beginning to get distracting. He wrapped his hand around himself, his member swelling to the point it resembled more of a small log than a penis. He leaned against the wall and stroked himself slowly, taking the time to pleasure himself before Bison had him running again. His mind strayed to Ryu and what he would do to him someday. Precum begin to ooze out of Sagat’s foreskin, he smeared it gently across the tip groaning slightly.

“Didn’t we talk about this already?” Vega’s voice echoed from the far side of the room. Sagat stopped immediately, and glared at him. “Now I said I would let it go the one time but this is going too far.”

Sagat’s blood boiled inside him. It was time to teach the worm a lesson he thought to himself. He begin walking toward Vega who remained in place. “Didn’t I tell you to mind your own business? Bison may like you now but you do know that you will be gone soon enough don’t you?” He now stood just inches from Vega who tensed preparing to defend himself.

“Bison won’t turn on me as soon as you would like though, and certainly not before I succeed into your position as second in command of Shadoloo.”

“If only you could be so lucky,” Sagat said laughing loudly. He pulled back his arm then thrust it forward landing a punch in Vega’s abdomen. Vega flew back into the wall then snapped into his fighting position. He threw a punch toward Sagat who dodged and grabbed hold of the approaching arm bringing his knee into the underside of it. There was a soft crack on impact, and Vega screamed in pain. Sagat spun him around locking his arm behind his back. Vega winced in pain as his arm was stretched toward the middle of his back testing the limits of bone and muscle. Sagat pushed him into the wall slamming the masked face into it. He pressed himself hard against Vega’s back. “Time to learn a lesson in chain of command ethics, worm.” He tightened the grip on Vega’s arm, then reached up with his free hand and pulled the long blond hair aside. Pressing his face into Vega’s neck Sagat inhaled deeply. While Vega was always an insubordinate prick, he always made sure he was very put together, making him easily the prettiest man in Shadaloo.

“Release me!” Vega yelled, taken aback by Sagat’s forwardness. He had no interest in such a man, why would he? Sagat was just a lowlife henchman.

Sagat reached around the front of the much smaller man and grabbed hold of the sash that was a trademark of the fighter’s wardrobe. He ripped the sash loose and threw it to the floor, then replacing his arm around he groped Vega’s chest hard. It was smooth and hairless, Sagat found a nipple and pressed a finger into it, and ground it around. When he moved his finger away the nipple pushed out, seeming to want more, Sagat gladly obliged by squeezing it between thumb and forefinger. Vega moaned lightly. Sagat was fully erect again against Vega’s muscled ass. He lowered his hand down the smooth stomach finding the waistband of Vega’s tights. Slipping his thumb inside he gripped the front and ripped hard to the side, tearing the tights down the seems and exposing the prize. He released the tights which were still attached around Vega’s lower legs, they fell to the floor as best they could.

Vega struggled slightly, it did little good. Sagat was a much bigger and stronger man, it was little challenge to hold Vega in place. Vega wondered why he had pressed Sagat like he had, he knew better and he knew that Bison wouldn’t care what Sagat did, no matter what the regulations said. He felt Sagat’s hand wrapping around his member, he gasped when Sagat squeezed as he slowly begin stroking. He had never been touched by a man before, he had had no interest, but he found himself enjoying the feel of Sagat against him. He began to harden, the stimulation was more than he could withstand.

Sagat moved his mouth to Vega’s ear, nibbling lightly, “you like this I see.” He smiled when Vega responded with a grunt. He pressed himself between Vega’s ass cheeks grinding gently. Vega offered little resistance against the invasion, in fact he seemed to enjoy it. Sagat decided it was time to test whether or not he really was enjoying it. He slowly released Vega’s arm. As he hoped there was no resistance, he was too far gone now.

His arm now free, Vega braced himself against the wall letting Sagat continue as he wanted. His mind raced from one thing to the next, he was unable to concentrate on anything. Sagat was stroking faster as he slid his hand across the smaller man’s chest, playing with each nipple in turn, the stimulation was intense. Sagat was grinding hard against his ass, his hole slowly relaxed each time he felt the large member slide past it. Vega found himself wanting more. He pushed his hips into Sagat, subtly trying to pass a hint to his dominator.

When he felt Vega press into him he knew it was time for more. He released his grip from Vega’s groin as he backed his pelvis away. Reaching down he gripped himself and pulled his foreskin back. The way Vega had position himself left his hole open and waiting, Sagat aimed at his target and moved in. Knowing that it was very unlikely that Vega had ever had anything inside him, Sagat knew that this would be a lot for the small man to take. He moved his free hand to a nipple and pinched hard to offer a distraction as he began to press in, the precum offering plenty of lubrication. Vega tensed at the intrusion, clenching down slightly.

“Just relax,” Sagat said gently, pressing in a little farther as he spoke. He felt the muscle relax and open farther. The tip finally slid in and Vega gasped in pain. He waited a moment before pressing in further, allowing Vega to relax.

The pain was as intense as the stimulation had been, but Vega didn’t mind. It was very erotic in its own way. He took a deep breath, relaxing all the muscles in his body. He felt the man began to slide in deeper, stretching the delicate muscle to its limit. A few moments later he felt the tickle of Sagat’s pubic hair and ballsack on his thigh. The large hand that had just been on his nipple found its way to his groin and begin stroking him again. He was still rock hard and the hand was a welcome sensation, opposing the pain perfectly.

He was in as deep as he could be and wanted to give Vega time to adjust to the large size of his penis. He had released the grip on the nipple and now stroked gently at the much smaller member now in his grasp. Vega groaned loudly at the sensation, he was ready now. Sagat slid out, just a little before thrusting in slowly. The small man seemed to take it well so he slid out a little farther each time, increasing his speed. The hole was the tightest he had been in, in a long, long time. He knew he wouldn’t last long, but he intended to get all the use out of it he could. He stopped stroking Vega and placed a hand on each hip, now thrusting with no thought of hurting him.

“Intense,” was the only word he could think as Sagat’s hands found their grip on his hips and he thrusted harder and harder. Vega was in heaven, this whole experience was new to him and he wanted more already. He felt his precum finding its way out his slit, to his balls, and falling to the floor, Sagat’s balls still slamming hard into his legs. He had never been this turned on before, not even with the most beautiful woman he had been with. The end was coming soon though, He felt his sack begin its inevitable crawl closer to his body and the anticipation growing fast.

If he could have lasted all night he would have kept going but the anticipation grew quickly. Sagat had no idea whether or not Vega was still enjoying himself and he cared even less. In fact his mind was no longer even paying attention to Vega, by now his mind had trailed off to Ryu and thoughts of doing this to him one day. The time couldn’t come soon enough to make him happy. His mind was drawn back when Vega yelled out.
It was time, with no direct stimulation his penis clenched. It was the strongest orgasm he had ever had, it felt like it would never end, he yelled out in pleasure. It echoed throughout the showers, ringing in his ears. He felt Sagat slide out, before his shots began hitting the wall and running to the floor.

When he felt Vega clench down, he was done. Sagat pulled out quickly and stroked himself hard, when it hit it was powerful causing his own voice to echo through the room with Vega’s, his knees went weak. As he struggled to remain standing his seed landed on Vega’s back quickly running down his ass and legs.

When the two men finished Vega leaned against the wall with Sagat leaning against his back. Sagat slowly moved his hand up Vega’s thigh, past his small hips, then to his stomach. They remained in that position for a moment the Sagat pulled away, slapping Vega’s ass hard enough to leave a large red handprint, the he simply turned and left Vega standing there.

He returned to the warm water that was still running from his first attempt at a shower. He was thoroughly satisfied and pleased with himself. He washed himself quickly then returned to the locker room, drying himself as he walked. He saw Vega standing under the shower near where they had been minutes before his back toward the exit. Sagat slowed briefly and looked at him as he cleaned himself. He smiled and left the showers. He wrapped his towel around his waist, collected his shorts, and headed back to his room.