Title: Sick Day.

Disclaimer: God, imagine all the fun I could have if I owned FFVII.

Warnings: Slash, yaoi, shonen-ai, male-on-male action, smut, lack of plot, lemons, limes, citrus, major OOCness, stripping, lap-dancing, swearing, bondage, sex, anal, oral, grinding, groping, masturbation, object insertion…get the picture? Don't like any of this? THEN DON'T FUCKING READ IT!!!

FLAMERS BEWARE!!! IF YOU HAVE THE BALLS TO FLAME ME, YOU WILL BE FUCKING BITCHED AT!!!

Thoughts

Reno plopped down in the semi-hard chair behind his desk. He knew that his partner, Rude, was still staring at him from behind the sunglasses; he had been all day. He lurched forward in another fit of coughs. His hands gripped the edges of his desk as pain pulsed in his lungs and back. His coughing died down and shaky hands let go of the desk. His vision swam as he sat back in his chair letting out a trembling breath.

Rude opened his mouth to most likely say that Reno should go home, but sound of someone entering the room shut him up. Reno glanced up and saw Tseng standing in the door frame with Elena, the rookie of the group, behind him. "Reno," Tseng said. "Are you sick?" No emotion was behind these words. Fuck! Dammit! Fucking Elena heard me! Reno thought. Reno's eyes looked to the rookie. Elena was looking at Reno with worried eyes.

"'M fine," he muttered. His back stiffened as he felt another fit of coughs coming. Tseng instantly knew something was wrong. No nicknames? Tseng thought. Elena must be right, he is sick. Reno's hands curled into fists as he shook, trying not to cough in front of the group staring intently at him. He felt a cool hand press against his forehead.

"You're burning up," he heard Elena say, more likely to everyone else in the room. He bit his lip, feeling the need to cough die down, but his chest still ached for the release. He uncurled his hands slowly as the burning began to alleviate.

"Go home, Reno," Tseng said, still standing in the door frame. Reno shook his head, hearing everyone growl at his stubbornness. "Rude, make sure that he gets home." He knew Rude had nodded his head, he always knew what Rude was doing. After all, Reno had snuck glances at his partner when he thought that he was not looking.

Reno also knew that Rude would stare at him when the redhead's attention was somewhere else. This thought was enough to bring a smile to his face. He managed to suppress a smile as he felt someone walk near him. The smell of Rude's cologne filled his senses and he knew that it was Rude standing by his side.

Rude smelt like faint smoke and cinnamon. Reno felt his eyes flutter shut at the scent. "Reno?" Reno opened his eyes at the soft voice. He gave his partner a thumbs-up, but did not move. Rude sat patiently by, knowing that Reno would need to take his time. Reno nodded and slowly got to his feet. He grabbed the desk to keep his balance, and noticed Rude's hand on his shoulder.

Reno smiled, "'M fine, yo," he slurred. He could tell that Rude shook his head.

"Let's get you home," Rude said; his face was close enough to Reno's ear for him to feel Rude's warm breath ghost over his skin. Reno nodded, still upset that he was sick. Today was gonna be that day that I made my move on him, too, the redhead sulked. He felt like he was forgetting something really important, but what it was, his fevered mind could not recall. A week ago, he found out that Rude's watchfulness over the smaller Turk was not just out of camaraderie.

Elena had been gossiping with Tseng about Rude, and he heard that Rude had serious feelings for him. This made him extremely happy, and he nearly blew up the helicopter that he and Rude were in. He was so giddy that he could not stay still. Luckily the smaller Turk was not steering the helicopter. Instead, he accidently activated the bomb, which resulted in Rude nearly having a conniption fit, and Reno almost throwing the bomb into the city below them. Luckily, Rude disarmed the bomb quickly while Reno grabbed the controls of the helicopter. Rude still does not know what made Reno so happy; he was smiling for the rest of the day.

Rude was walking behind Reno all the way to the car. If Reno's mind was a bit less hazy, he was sure he would have found their position arousing. Rude unlocked his car and helped Reno the passenger seat before he got into the car. Rude quickly gave Reno a glance to make sure that Reno was still awake. Reno looked at Rude and smiled. Rude's heart quickened and he turned towards the road.

As they approached Reno's apartment, he remembered. FUCK!! The candles!!! Reno thought, letting out an audible groan. Reno had placed white candles all over his bedroom in preparation for Rude. He began to hope that Rude's mothering ways would be forgotten, just this once at least. He looked at Rude and noticed that Rude's head snapped back forward.

Nope, Reno thought, he's gonna mother me and there's nothin' I can do 'bout it. Reno felt the burning in his chest and jerked forward as he began to cough roughly. One thin hand covered his mouth, in an attempt to keep Rude from catching whatever he had, while his other hand was grasping the dashboard. His rounded nails dug into the black leather, leaving little moon-shaped indents.

Once Reno stopped, he was gasping to catch his breath. He felt the car stop and knew that they were in the parking lot in front of his apartment complex. The outside of the building was a dull gray, and all of the windows were darkened, which was normal considering it was three in the morning. Rude removed his keys from the ignition and opened his door.

Reno was staring at the now empty driver's seat. He heard his door open and his eyes glided to see Rude leaning down by his side. "Reno, come on," Rude said as he held out his hand for Reno to take hold of. Reno took his hand, knowing that is his face was not already flushed from his fever, he would have blushed as crimson as his hair. Rude helped Reno to his feet before he shut the door, making sure that all of the doors were locked. Rude followed slightly behind Reno as they walked towards Reno's medium-sized apartment.

Rude told himself that the only reason he was behind Reno was so he could catch the Turk if he collapsed. Then why are you always standing behind him? A part of him thought. To watch over him, he replied, but the voice was not done. More like you wanted to try and check out his ass. Come on! His clothes aren't exactly formfitting. You know that you want to grab his ass, feel if it's as tight as you dream it is.

Rude cleared his throat, ending his thoughts. He realized that they had reached Reno's apartment and that the redhead was trying to unlock the door. Rude gently took the keys from Reno's fingers, nearly blushing as he looked at Reno. Reno looked up at Rude, and gave him a smile. Rude smiled back before turning his attention to the door. He knew which key was Reno's, having brought a drunk and/or passed out redhead back to his bed.

Inserting the key, he heard Reno begin to cough again. He looked towards Reno and saw him slouched against the wall, arms wrapped tightly around his abdomen. Rude quickly unlocked the door to the dark apartment, and put the key into Reno's pocket before lifting him up. Rude kicked the door shut once he entered. Knowing the apartment as well as he did, he headed straight to Reno's bedroom.

He placed Reno down, and realized that the coughing still had not stopped. He ran into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, looking for something for Reno to drink. Grabbing the bottle of apple cider, he ran back to Reno. Reno had nearly stopped coughing when he realized that Rude had come back. Rude handed the bottle to Reno, who raised an eyebrow in question.

"Drink it, you'll feel a little better," Rude said, still staring at Reno. Not giving it a second thought. Reno removed the lid and took a large gulp from the container. The cold liquid soothed his burning throat. Reno let out a sigh after he finished drinking. Then he placed the bottle on the stand by his bed.

"Thanks, yo," Reno said, noticing Rude's glance shifted to around the room.

"Never took you for the romantic type," Rude commented, noticing the candles on almost every surface in the room. Rude wondered who the candles were supposed to impress.

"Fuck, you can't spell 'romantic' without 'man'," Reno said, winking at Rude. Rude became flustered. Were they for me? Rude wondered. Feeling himself heat up and his pants constrict, Rude decided that it would be best if he left the room for a small while.

"I'll go make you some soup," Rude said, quickly leaving the room. Reno grinned, Hell, even sick I leave him all fuckin' hot an' bothered. Reno yawned and pulled back his covers, just to curl up underneath them. All that coughing really made me tired, Rude'll be fine by himself. I just need a quick nap. Reno promptly fell asleep.

Rude entered the kitchen and turned on the lights. He noticed that Reno had apparently gone shopping recently, for the refrigerator was stocked. Rude remembered the chicken noodle soup that his mother used to make when he was sick. Deciding that it would be the best for Reno, he began to gather the ingredients.

Once the soup was simmering, Rude went to go check on Reno. He quietly entered the room and noticed the lump of covers in the middle of the bed. Rude pulled the covers back; somehow they had managed to cover his head. When Rude saw Reno's sleeping form, all he could think was, God, he's beautiful.

Rude felt himself get hard. He swallowed roughly and left the room, deciding that Reno could use some more sleep before he had to eat. Rude neared the stove and turned the heat down to low, and then he sat down on the plush sofa with a grunt. You really have the hots for him, just tell him, the little voice in head commented. Rude thought about this for a while, debating what could happen, but his thoughts were cut short.

"Hey, partner," Reno hoarsely said from the doorway. Rude's eyes snapped to him. "You could have turned on the TV, at least, yo." Reno walked over to Rude and sat down next to him.

"You should have some soup," Rude said rising from his seat to get a bowl of soup.

"Soup?" Reno asked, looking back at his partner-in-crime. Rude nodded, knowing Reno was watching him, for he could feel the aquamarine eyes roam over his body. "Fine, but you have to have some, too." Rude shook his head as he picked up two bowls and spoons from the drying rack. He ladled the steaming soup into the bowls and returned to the couch.

Rude handed the steaming soup to the lounging Turk. Reno took the bowl and spoon, waiting for the steam to dissipate a bit more before putting the hot food into his mouth. Reno and Rude ate in silence. Once they had finished eating, Reno had leaned up against Rude's shoulder, making Rude stiffen, though he eventually got used to it.

Reno smiled to himself; he knew that the silent Turk was beginning to relax. "Come on," Reno said, not moving. "Let's go to bed." At this, Rude's face did slightly darken.

He turned his head to look at Reno. "Reno," he said, getting fever-hazed eyes to look at him, "you need to get some sleep, more than I do."

Before Rude could continue, Reno cut in. "You ain't sleeping on the couch, yo," Reno yawned before continuing. "It might seem soft now, but that's 'cause I'm here. In the morning, you'd feel it. Trust me." Rude seemed to weigh the options. "Or I can always stay here with you."

Rude now knew that he could not win. He sighed, "Fine, we'll go to your bed." Reno grinned. Reno stood up while Rude put the dishes in the sink and turned off the light. Reno slowly walked to the bed, feeling full and sleepy. Rude quickly caught up with Reno, and they climbed under the covers. Rude was lying on his back, stiffly. Reno noticed this and decided to make Rude relax.

If this doesn't make him relax, nothing will, Reno thought. Reno rested his head on Rude's shoulder, curled his arm around Rude's stomach, and curled his leg around Rude's hips. Then, just for fun, Reno slightly shifted, making Rude flush in the dark. Though, Rude did relax. Reno nuzzled into Rude and sighed. "Night, Rude," Reno said with a hushed voice.

"Goodnight, Reno," Rude said, his breath moving some of Reno's red, spiky hair. He took off his sunglasses and placed them on the nightstand nearby. Together, they fell into a deep sleep. Rude was the first to wake up. He looked at Reno and saw that the redhead had somehow managed to end up lying on top of him. Rude smiled and lightly stoked the flaming hair.

Reno sighed in his sleep and nuzzled closer when Rude did this. "Mornin'," Reno said as he looked up to meet Rude's eyes. A smile lit Reno's face. "I think I'm all better, now." Rude smiled at him. "Maybe all I needed was some of your TLC."

"Yeah," Rude said, noticing that Reno was actually holding on tighter instead of letting go of him. "Reno, even though it's Saturday, we need to get up." Reno groaned, letting Rude know that Reno really felt comfortable.

"But you even said it! It's Saturday!" Reno whined, looking at the clock. "And it's only ten! …Fine!" With that, Reno rolled off of Rude. Rude got up, along with a reluctant Reno. Rude pulled out his phone and saw that he had one missed call. He flipped open the phone and saw that it was from Elena. She left a voicemail, asking if everything was alright, how Reno was doing, and if he would call her back as soon as he heard this.

Reno grinned when he heard the blonde's message. "Looks like she's never going to let anyone rest. Sometimes I pity Tseng, though he really deserves her most of the time." Rude grinned as he dialed Elena's number. When she did not pick up, Reno decided to make a little comment. "Probably tired from doing Tseng last night, whore."

Rude always smiled at Reno's numerous nicknames for the blonde. Whore was one of them, along with Skank, Blondie, Rookie, Bitch, Crazy Bitch, and Tseng's Little Helper. Rude left her a quick message, answering all of her questions very briefly. "Come on, I'll make you breakfast," Rude said as he snapped his phone shut and dropped it into his pocket. Reno grinned and followed Rude closely.

Reno followed Rude into the kitchen, causing the older man to become a bit flustered. He swallowed roughly as he felt Reno's hand lightly touch his shoulder. "You know," Reno whispered as he placed his other hand on Rude's waist. "I never got to do what I wanted last night." Reno's whisper had turned into a purr, causing Rude to shiver at the lust in the words.

"And what did you want to do?" Rude asked, his breath hitching when he felt Reno's hand slip in between his belt and skin. Reno began to rub his hip, lightly caressing his shoulder with the other hand. His right hand moved from caressing the muscle to playing with his earrings.

"You'll see," Reno purred, his hand swiftly moving forward and grabbing Rude's semi-hard cock. Rude gasped and his dark eyes fluttered shut. Reno began to slowly rub Rude's rapidly stiffening member, momentarily ignoring his own need. "See now?" Rude nodded, feeling Reno's hands leave him. Rude turned around to face the flushed, grinning redhead. Reno reached up and serenely pressed his lips to the dark Turk's. Rude moaned, deepening the kiss.

Reno, liking how this was going, decided to up the ante. He pressed his erection into Rude's, lightly grinding into the taller man. Rude groaned, not liking the slow pace. He grabbed Reno's hips and roughly pressed his hips into the energetic Turk. Reno broke the kiss with a smile. "I think we're a bit overdressed for this, don't ya think?"

Rude leaned forward kissing Reno again. Reno placed his hands on the sides of Rude's face, opening his mouth, loving the taste of Rude. Rude's hands quickly reached for the black, leather belt. Reno was content with the kiss, but unhappy with the fact that both Rude and himself were still dressed. He broke the kiss and they rapidly undressed each other. Clothes flew around the apartment in their frenzy to get the other naked.

Rude was the first one undressed, due to Reno's nimble fingers. Reno felt his mouth water at the sight of Rude's swollen cock. His eyes could not seem to leave the piercing in the head of his cock. Rude looked at Reno with lust filled eyes. "The bedroom?" he huskily asked. Reno shook his head.

"Too far away," Reno said with a grin. "Take me here." Rude's eyes widened.

"Without lube?" Reno shook his head again, chuckling this time.

"We'll improvise, yo," he said, glancing around the kitchen. Rude's eyes fell upon the cooking oil. He held it up, raising an eyebrow. Reno shook his head. "I want a bit of friction," he said huskily, the purr in his voice remaining. "Wanna feel you rub against me so much it hurts." Rude felt himself twitch at Reno's dirty-talking. "Got just the thing!" Reno snapped his fingers.

He gracefully dropped to his knees and licked the warm metal of the stud. Rude groaned at the sight of Reno on his knees. One of his hands clutched at the counter, holding the edge so tight that his knuckles turned white. His other hands grabbed the flaming ponytail, giving it a slight tug when Reno gave the stud a tug with his teeth.

Reno grinned as he played with the warming metal. He watched Rude's reaction, loving the way he tugged on his hair. Reno stuck his tongue in Rude's slit, sliding against the stud and licking up the slightly salty pre-cum. Giving pity upon the taller Turk, Reno swallowed the head, sucking roughly. Rude moaned loudly, giving his ponytail a sharper tug.

Wanting more, Reno engulfed the cock until his nose rubbed against the black curls at the base of his cock. The tug was greater this time, causing Reno to moan in pleasure. He swirled his tongue, liberally coating his throbbing cock with saliva. Reno slowly removed his mouth, and gave his stud one last tug before standing up.

Rude looked at Reno, "All set," Reno purred, rubbing his hand along the darker man's chest. Rude pressed his fingers to Reno's mouth. Reno smiled as he sucked on the digits, giving them the same treatment her gave Rude. He nipped at the tips when Rude removed them.

Reno spread his legs, feeling the soaked digits slide in between his cheeks. Rude lightly rubbed against the tight pucker of flesh. As he went to thrust one finger into the redheaded Turk, a ringing went off. "Ignore it," Reno moaned, thrusting his hips downwards. Reno moaned as Rude's index finger pushed past the tight opening.

Rude kissed Reno as he added another finger, scissoring them. Reno moaned louder as he spread his pale legs wider. Once three fingers were inside him, Rude began to thrust them in and out, causing Reno to throw his head back in pleasure. Reno cried out once Rude struck against his sweet spot.

Rude then removed his fingers, loving the way Reno whimpered and shifted at the loss of the digits. Rude turned around with Reno and pressed him against the counter, preparing to enter him. Reno wrapped his legs around Rude's waist, allowing his weight to rest on the other's hips. Reno's hands grabbed the counter as he prepared himself for the larger item about to enter him.

Rude placed his still wet cock at Reno's entrance, lightly pushing against the puckered ring. Before he could thrust up though, a loud knock came from the door, only feet away. Reno and Rude froze, their heads snapped towards the door. "Reno, it's Cloud, open up."

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