Title: Sex Kitten
Author: Lacey
Ratin': M
Pairin': Rude X Reno
Chapter: 1/?
Summary: Reno's a sex addict, and tarnishing Rude's good name. What will Rude have to say/do about it?
Warnin's: AU. Reno's a catboy, the whole crew are high school students, and there are some KH people involved as well. Reno's POV.
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Chapter One: Kitty Play Time
He was always so prim and proper. He was the kid comin' to class in suits, the goody-two-shoes who was so good he was permitted to wear sunglasses in the buildin'. He had no hair, except for on his face; a gotee that was both irresistable and a little too nerdy for my tastes. The guy was nothin' like his name; the exact opposite, and it bothered me. Maybe that was why I always managed to hit him in the face with a ball or somethin' in gym to get those glasses off. Once, though, I actually hurt him; the glass shoved into his eyebrow and now he has a scar from it. We've been in class together for years; ever since I could remember. He's always tried to get me to be good, too, but that just won't fly with me. I'm a guy who lives on impulse; I should have been named Vegas instead of Reno. And he probably should have been named "Polite" instead of Rude. It just doesn't fit him.
Currently, he's in my Anatomy class. To be honest, I'm more focused on his boner, instead of whatever bone we were supposed to be learnin'. Well, of course, he didn't have one yet, but I'd get that done quickly enough. We sat side by side at a black-topped table for two, and I let my fluffy red tail flop into his lap. He doesn't turn his head and look at me, but I see the whites of his eyes change to a bright green as he turns them on me. I smirk sexily and whisper somethin' soft and sultry after lickin' my lips with a purr.
"Sorry pardner. 'as a mind of it's own." I can tell my tongue had grown thick, because I cut off my 'h's when I get too into a thought. I give him my most intense green-eyed stare, but all he does is shift his attention back to the teacher. A slight pout falls onto my lips; I'm about to say somethin', but he cuts me off.
"Stop usin' your orbicular oris on me, Ren." When I glance back at him, his head actually turned to face me. I grin like the Cheshire Cat and lean against him.
"Kittyyy~ wants to plaaa~aaayyy~" I purr, and I feel him straighten.
"We're in class, Reno. Can't you wait for one of your regulars?" Because everyone knows I'm a bit of a whore. But that isn't my fault. Especially not right now, because...well...I'm kinda sorta in heat, and that's never fun. At least, it isn't fun to sit through class with. My tail managed to slink into the other's pants, and it takes him a minute before he realizes somethin' furry against those washboard abs, makin' me drool a little to myself. While he tries to pull it out, he finds that I'm suddenly leanin' all over him, purrin' and mewlin' happily.
"Mr. Poole, would you like to take your newfound relationship outside?" The teacher asked at the front, leavin' the other slightly flushed.
"I have no relationship with this one." He grumbled, makin' me melt. I stood up, tuggin' him to his feet.
"We'll be right back, Mrs. Langsteen." I reply, tuggin' him forcefully out of the room. As soon as we're in the hallway, I hop up onto his waist and cling, kissin' at his lips. He seems hesitant at first, but soon I have him meltin' at my touch, and I love every second of it. I drink up the smell of him, his taste, all of it. To be quite honest, I'm bein' driven wilder than I ever have, and it's all because I'm finally gettin' somethin' previously untouchable.
My hands slide down his chest inside his black suit jacket, playin' with two already hardened nubs and feelin' a bit of somethin' different.
"Not as pure as snow, are ya, big guy?" I bite out as he digs his face into the pale column of my neck, makin' me grunt and grind my hips into that perfect stomach. It's almost like I wanna fuck his belly button, but I'd much rather see the lovely spikes shoved through his nipples. Hopefully I'll discover more piercin's as I go along. I begin to unbutton his shirt, pushin' at the overcoat, but he stills my hands.
"Bathroom." He croaks, and I can tell this is probably his first sexual experience, at least in a long time. I don't think he's ever been with anyone before me, though, and that makes me feel special, to be honest. He carries me the few yards it is to the bathroom, and the whole time I'm chewin' on a slightly pierced ear, drivin' him nuts. My own are twitchin' and my tail is still in his pants, and the more I work him, the rougher he becomes. Once inside the bathroom, he nearly slams me up against the door, pullin' me down to grind against me. I purr in pleasure and knowin'; he's nowhere near little, and I'm swearin' there's a foot long in there, and I can't wait to eat it all up.
He's got me moanin' and one of those strong hands are pinnin' my thin wrists to the door, holdin' them above my head. I wanna undress him, but he's just too strong for me in this state. I writhe and beg, but soon I have no reccolection of the words leavin' my lips. To be honest, I think he's just listenin' to me ramble while feastin' upon my neck and part of my shoulder like some hungry, hormone-crazed vampire. But not those stupid sparkly ones; he's all man, no hint of stupid daydreams anywhere near him.
He's untouchable, and somehow I'm all on him; I feel a hand slip between us and glance down as long as I dare. I see him unbuttonin' his shirt and finally he lets my arms free, keepin' me on the wall with a knee firmly placed between my legs as he pushes the black jacket to the floor. As I ground upon it, though, I heard the sexiest growl leave his throat, and I nearly came on contact when he brought that knee up harder. Once that second shirt was unbuttoned and slid to the floor, my breath hitched; that body was fuckin' gorgeous, the tie around his neck welcoming, and I just knew I had to do somethin'. My lips and tongue moved quickly for a pierced nipple. I hear a loud gasp from above and a sexy growl before I'm dropped to my knees and I feel somethin' incredibly hard against my cheek.
"Suck it." He orders, and I feel my whole body light on fire. I begin to pop the button on his pants but he stops me, pinnin' both of my hands to his rigid stomach. Blinkin' a little, I look up at him and he speaks again. "With your mouth." A moan leaves me at the thought, and I begin to work his dress pants off with my lips and teeth, purrin' at the feelin' of his hot, pulsin' cock stabbin' me in the neck. Once he lets them fall on their own, I tug down his boxers and gasp; that chocolatey cock I'd been dreamin' about for the past ten minutes is perfect. Nice and thick, hard as a rock and weepin' for me, twitchin' little wet kisses as I breathed upon it.
"/Suck/." What a demandin' one, he is. I tease the head a little with my tongue, and he finally takes notice of the round tongue-stud I possess. I grin wide, laughin' slightly to myself as I suck gently, eyes closin'. His hands move to the door and I know he has to hold himself up; I'm workin' him just how I'm sure he likes. It takes a moment, but I turn on the other bit to my tongue rin' and he realized that, as I pushed it against him, it vibrated.
I gently work it all over the head, even up under a little, until I taste a heavy, steady flow of precum against my tongue. I smirk, movin' down even more, but he yanks me back by my vibrant hair, forcin' me to cry out.
"Stop." He must have said it a few times, because he sounded a little unhappy that I hadn't obeyed him. Lickin' my lips as he pulls me up, I give him the best smile I can muster and he crashes his lips and teeth against mine. I feel a collision and I gasp into it, mouth openin' for him as he grinds forward, pushin' on against my own ragin' hard-on. He gasps a little, and I know what he felt through my pants.
"Are you pierced everywhere?" Well, close to it.
"Almost, Pardner. Got a problem with it?" When he shook his head, I simply grinned and moved my hands down to tug my pants off, but once more, he stopped me. He tugged my belt all the way out of the loops on my pants, then dropped it to the floor. My baggy britches fell to the floor, and I can tell goin' commando isn't somethin' he expected; but he should have. Underwear with a tail is difficult and just far too much work for someone like me; it isn't like I need them all that often. I toe off my shoes and hop up against the wall, pushin' our groins together. Then, I let out a sweet purr. "Take me, pardner~!" I demand, and its his turn to smirk.
He suddenly pushes in without any kind of preparation, and I love it. I'm sure he can tell, too. My head thumps against the door and a low moan leaves my lips, only to be vaccuumed up by his rough mouth. My body was shakin'; it had been too long for me since my last romp, and now I was bein' litterally driven insane while he drove into me like some kind of crazed piston. It took us a good while before we both decided that just this was not enough. I began to bounce on him as he thrusted, and he worked a hand over my cock; it was weepin' for his attention, and now it was perfectly happy to have someone touchin' it again.
My hips were rockin' like some kind of concert, and I swear it only got better from there. I suddenly screamed out, jagged nails diggin' into the other's black shirt. Black. That would be bad in only a moment. I began to tug on that suit jacket, trying to push it away, get rid of it...and then I noticed the tie. I had to try hard to get my tinglin' fingers to untie the damned thing; I've never been good with those. Ties, not my fingers. My fingers are amazing, most times; it's just when I'm so close like this, I lose my nerve and they lose their touch.
"R-ruuuuu~!" It's all I can get out before I push the tie away and groan, crying out my release as I slam my eyes shut. He keeps going, but I feel him shaking to keep his thrusts even instead of erratic. I can also tell he wants to come, but he won't let himself. As he keeps going, I soon find that he can hold it off fairly well. It takes a good three or four minutes before I feel the tinklin' of something inside me and all of a sudden, he blasts my prostate hard. Another scream leaves me, and my crazed body slams forward into his, my release blasting over his shirt hard enough to hit and splash off his chin.
I'm pretty well settled against him, as we sink to the floor, panting in a pile of heavy limbs and heads. We kiss again; a gentle one, this time, something with far too much commitment shining in it than I really like to think about. I never thought he'd want to use me for more than what he'd just done to me, and it kind of hits me as odd. Who would want to be in love with a ho?
"Reno." I hear him whisper after a moment, and my ears twitch, eyes looking up at him.
"Mm?" I purr, licking my lips and smirk.
"Meet me here after school today." Little would I know that he would try to drive me absolutely crazy tonight. And not in the way I'd prefer, either.
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AN: Okay, so…here's yet another chapter story on the way from Lacey. Hopefully this one will be fun for you all, and nobody minds my jump from Kingdom Hearts to Final Fantasy. :3 Well, don't think I'm going to stop on that, and I even have chapter seven of Anatomy in the works at the moment. I just have so many projects that is may take a bit longer for me to get it up. I hope you guys don't mind.
Reviews are like catnip to my cat; I need them to channel all the ghosts in my basement. :3 So please I can has? 8D