"The Tutor"

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Rating: M (yaoi, language, AU, PWP, all that jazz)
Pairing: Rude x Reno
Summary: Reno's older brother gets him a tutor, but Ren has other things on his mind besides studying... -YAOI-
Disclaimer: I no own.
Author's Note: Guess who? Guest appearance by Axel, and yes, I'm giving Rude dreadlocks. In Reno's POV. Enjoy.
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"Wake your lazy ass up!" a loud ass voice boomed over my head. I rolled out of bed in surprise.
"The fuck do you want bro?" I yelled back, rubbing my head.
"Your tutor is here."
"Tutor?"
"Yes, tutor. You've failed that same music class three times, and I'm not letting an eternal college senior live with me forever."
I rolled my eyes, stood, and stretched. I had been living with my brother for about a year since our parents got fed up with me being an eternal screw-up. Then again, it seems like ever since kindergarten, I was deemed the black sheep and my brother the sweet angel with his head screwed on right because I beat up the little bastard that kept stealing his lunch money. He'd graduated from high school, got accepted into a fancy-pants med school, and graduated in the top of his class within a couple years. Recently he opened up his own clinic, and offered to let me live with him until I graduated to take a load off our parents.
"Can I even eat first?" I asked, and my stomach growled on cue.
"When you get done. This guy is hourly and I'm not shitting money. Hey, you can come on up now."
I heard someone walking up the stairs and then a tall guy with dreads appeared in my doorway.
"Reno, this is Rude. Rude, Reno."
He silently walked over and gave me a firm handshake. I, for once in my life, was speechless. The guy looked like a Greek god: sculpted muscles barely covered by his t-shirt and jeans, dark brown eyes, tattooed all over, and the dreadlocks, goddamn...they were almost down to his waist and I just wanted to run my hands through 'em.
"You two have fun," Axel said before shutting the door. "I'm heading to the clinic."

"So Axel tells me you're having trouble with music theory," Rude sat down at the desk. Even his voice, Jesus H. Christ, ugh...
"I dunno if I would call it trouble per se..." I scratched my head and avoided eye contact while inwardly chanting a prayer to keep my hormones at bay.
"You just suck at it, then."
"That'd be more accurate."
"Well, let's just start from the beginning then. Write out all the major and minor scales."
"Seriously?" I finally looked at him incredulously, but I could only manage to for a few seconds. He chuckled.
"Seriously. Let's start from the basics, shall we? One octave scale in both clefs."
I sat next to him and tried to inconspicuously scoot away, but he scooted closer. Close enough for me to smell his cologne that smelled like almonds and vanilla. I took out a piece of staff paper and started writing.
"C Major has no sharps or flats," he leaned over and pointed to an F# I had written. His breath tickled my neck and I suppressed a shiver. I was doing my damnest to concentrate, but he wasn't making it easy. I knew it would be a long ass afternoon.

"You didn't do as horribly as I thought you would," Rude put his laptop back in his book-bag and zipped it up.
"Gee thanks," I looked out the window to avoid looking at his abs as he stretched.
"I'll see myself out. See you next week."
"Later."
When my room door and the front door closed, I flopped down on my bed and exhaled sharply. I knew I set the world record of longest hard-on: four hours straight and not one nut.
"I've never been so horny in my life, shit," I pulled my boxers and sweatpants down. I hated Axel for making me get a tutor, but then I loved him for getting a guy just my type. I was so close to clearing my desk, stripping, and begging for a good time. Sounds thirsty right? I swear I'm not a virgin though. Just been too damn long.
I rolled over so I was on all fours and started stroking. I could still smell his cologne in the air and it made my toes curl. I could feel his big warm hands around me, touching me in places that made me quiver.
"Fuck me, Rude..." I moaned into my pillow.
"Tell me how you want it."
I whipped my head around and there he was, standing in my doorway.
"I thought you left!" I grabbed a pillow and covered my goods. He chuckled again, that deep throaty chuckle.
"I did, but then I realized I left my metronome here. At the moment though, I'm more interested in what you were doing..."
"What the hell did it look like?" I looked out the window again. Rude walked up to the bed and grabbed my chin so I was staring straight into his honey brown eyes.
"I want you to say it."
"I've been wanting you to fuck me since you walked in the door," I looked him dead in his eyes. I swear I heard him growl.
"You asked me how I want it right? You can have me any fuckin' way you want me..."
Rude pushed me back on the bed, stripped, and climbed on top of me with a harsh kiss. My hands went straight through his hair and he bit my lip.
"I've been wanting to pull on these all damn day," I rasped.
"Pull hard," he licked down my neck. "I like that shit."
I moaned as Rude kissed and licked his way down. His lips were so damn sinful, and I thought I was gonna lose it once he got between my legs. I could feel his tongue piercing rolling up and down, and my eyes were following suit. His hands rubbed my hips as I arched into his mouth.
"Stop t-teasing," I heaved.
"Impatient, are we?" Rude looked up and smirked.
"Hell yeah I am. You've been teasing me all fuckin' day."
Rude came up and kissed me hard again, rubbing my hole with a finger. He swallowed my moans as he continued to kiss me and open me up. I scratched down his chest and bit his lip.
"You ready?" he spread my legs wide and looked down at me. I could feel the tip of his dick pressing against me.
"Been ready," I licked my lips.
Feeling him slide inside damn near made me black out. He was thick and hot and I could feel him all in my stomach, and he hadn't even moved.
"You're tight as fuck," he cursed, clenching the pillows near my head. I tried to say something but my brain had short-circuited at the moment.
Rude started grinding into me slowly, and I had to grind back. He gave a sharp thrust and I gasped, grabbing his hips.
"Don't run now," he said lowly, grabbing my hands and pinning them above my head while he thrusted a little faster. "Unless you really don't wanna walk tomorrow..."
"It's so deep, shit," I groaned, eyes rolling back. Rude's body was starting to glisten with sweat, and he used his free hand to toss his dreads back. Every thrust was driving me more insane, which I didn't even think was possible. Then he started to jack me off as he thrusted faster. I could hear the headboard trying to go through the wall over my moans and curses.
"You feel too fucking good, baby," he moaned in my ear, nibbling all down my neck.
"I can't take much more, I'm gonna cum," I moaned back.
Rude sunk his teeth into my collarbone and thrusted into me as deep as he could. My entire body shook and I saw nothing but white. When I snapped back a few seconds later, I realized Rude was still going.
"Shit, you got even tighter," he growled.
"Give it to me," I licked my lips. "I want every drop in me."
He tossed his head back and I could feel him throbbing and pulsing, and something warm. I watched his muscles tremble, and he bent down to look at me after he pulled out.
"Shower?" he asked with a raised brow, a few of his locs falling forward to frame his face. I pulled him down closer so I could lick his lips.
"I don't think we'd get much washing done," I smirked. He caught my lips and kissed me, flicking my tongue with his in our mouths.
"And you call me a tease...but I think I'd like the sight of you dripping wet bent over against the wall begging for more."
I gave his dick a slight squeeze and heard him inhale sharply.
"I hope you can go all night..."
"You'll be bow-legged by the time I'm done. Believe that."

Until next time.
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