"Okay, look at me, and be honest," Reno said to Cloud, in a serious tone. "Do I look like a complete fucking idiot in this suit?" He and Cloud had just finished showering, and were putting on their tuxedoes for Rufus's gala holiday celebration, that would be starting in little over an hour. Neither Cloud nor Reno were none too pleased about the black tie only dress code, but Reno in particular was feeling rather uncomfortable over…so many layers of clothing. And a tie! A damnable tie, he thought. This sort of thing ain't my bag…
Cloud had been busily checking his reflection in the mirror, fixing his hair, when he glanced over at Reno; the sight of him decked out in his tuxedo, made him take pause and forget what he was doing. "Damn, Reno," Cloud said, taking a step back to admire Reno in his tux. Gods, he looks…well, pretty damned good, Cloud thought, as he licked his lips. "You look," Cloud said, sidling up behind Reno, wrapping his arms around him, and gazing at both of their reflections in the bathroom mirror, "fucking amazing."
"Yeah?" Reno replied, grinning, as he turned around and grazed Cloud's lips with his own. "You're looking mighty fine yourself, baby," he whispered.
"Fuck," groaned Cloud. "Don't get me all worked up, or we'll never get to the party."
"Would that be such a bad thing?" Reno teased, as he ran his fingers up and down Cloud's spine.
"N-o-o," Cloud replied slowly, gasping under Reno's touch. "That…wouldn't be a bad thing," he said, wanting nothing more than to pounce upon Reno, taking him unawares.
"But," Cloud said, breaking the kiss, "we can always continue this...later," he purred, gazing up at Reno through half-lidded Mako blue eyes.
"You're damned right we will," Reno growled, stealing one more kiss from Cloud before exiting the bathroom. They both made their way toward the door, Cloud grabbing his keys on the way out. Reno reached into his pants pocket, making sure the remote was still there and easily accessible. It was. He grinned evilly as Cloud locked the door behind them; he noticed Reno's expression, and raised an eyebrow curiously. "What are you smiling about?" Cloud asked, the corners of his own mouth threatening to turn up in a smile.
"Oh, ah...nothing, really," Reno lied. "I'm just happy we're finally going on a real date, yo. We've been...together a few months now, I wanna show you off to the world, you know?"
Cloud laughed. "Yeah. I've been looking forward to this for a while. We're going to have a good time tonight, I think."
Reno smirked, but said nothing. Oh yes we will, Cloud. Yes we will.
The doors of the ShinRa building were about to open to admit all the guests, and Rufus was at forefront, still wandering around and checking in on the hors d'oeuvre stations, as well as the bar, making sure everything was up to his hoity-toity standards. All seemed to be well in this regard, so Rufus stationed himself near the bar closest to the door, a glass of 150 year old scotch in his hand.
Nothing but the best, he thought snootily, as he inhaled the heady, peat-tinged scent of the whiskey in his glass. As he tipped his head back to take a sip, he noticed one guest he hadn't expected at all. Not Cloud, but Vincent Valentine. Vincent was looking...well, damned good, Rufus noted, gazing at him lustfully. What he wouldn't give to crack open that cold exterior of Vincent's. Although he'd lusted after Vincent for years, Rufus never seriously thought about making him a conquest, and so he had set his sights on Cloud; figuring the blond to be easily influenced, after seeing how easily Sephiroth had controlled him.
Rufus froze as he saw Vincent coming right toward him. The man looked gorgeous; gone was his usual tattered cape, and instead, Vincent was attired in a black silk shirt, a burgundy brocade dinner jacket edged with black velvet piping, black tuxedo pants, and black boots. Vincent had outdone even Rufus this evening, fashion-wise. Fuck. Relax...be cool, Rufus thought nervously, as the intimidating Vincent approached. Don't let him faze you. Putting on his game face, Rufus greeted the former Turk. "Vincent, what a pleasure it is to see you again."
Vincent nodded silently. "Rufus," he said simply. "Thank you for the invite. Very nice, what you've done to this space," he commented, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Thank you," Rufus replied easily, smiling at Vincent. He was feeling encouraged, both by the scotch in his glass, and the fact that Vincent hadn't been hostile to him. Yet, anyway. "What will you be having to drink?" he asked.
Vincent surveyed all of the bottles on the top shelf. Staring Rufus in the eye, he took Rufus's glass and inhaled the aroma. "That," he said, handing the glass back to its owner. "I'll have what you're having."
Rufus swallowed, and flagged the bartender down to order Vincent's drink for him. Is Vincent...coming on to me? he wondered. Or is it wishful thinking? Whatever the case might be, Rufus was now sporting a boner underneath his very expensive tuxedo, and was starting to think the conquest of Cloud Strife might end up being more of a Plan B.
Elena pulled up in a sleek black convertible in front of Seventh Heaven around ten minutes to seven. Early, but not too early, she reasoned. She nervously gave herself a once-over in the rearview mirror, making sure her hair and lipstick were just right. For a change, she decided to have her hair done for the occasion. Elena had gone to the salon earlier for an up-do, and was pleased with the results. She wondered if Tifa would be, too.
Tifa. Elena still couldn't believe Tifa had said yes when she suggested the idea weeks ago, about going to the party as her date. It had all started one night after the Turks had clocked out for the day, and ended up all converging at Seventh Heaven for a few rounds, as they frequently did after a long, hard day of murder, spying, and espionage. Cloud and Reno were practically in each other's laps, and Tseng was, quite simply, not interested in Elena in that way. That evening, Elena finally seemed to realize it, and after everyone dispersed - Cloud and Reno leaving hand in hand, feeling each other up on their way out, and Tseng going to Gaia knew where - Elena stayed behind for one more drink. And she poured her heart out to Tifa.
In Tifa, Elena had been surprised to find a very sympathetic ear. "I understand, Elena," Tifa had said, holding Elena's hand as she moped at the bar. "Look how long I've been throwing myself at Cloud, and for what?" she laughed. "It's obvious now that he plays for the other team."
"Ha," Elena had said, throwing back her last drink. "Maybe we should play for the other team ourselves, then." Tifa's eyes met hers then, exchanging a lingering glance, followed by a bit of an awkward silence. To fill this silence, Elena said the next thing that came into her mind.
"Tifa, would you like to be my date for Rufus's holiday party?" she had blurted. Oh fuck, did I seriously just ask Tifa Lockheart out? On a date?
Much to Elena's surprise, Tifa had happily accepted. "I'd love to go with you! We'll have so much fun" And then Tifa swung herself over the bar, and hugged Elena. Tightly.
Elena replayed the scene over in her mind as she got out of the car and headed inside to gather Tifa. She walked in and spotted Tifa behind the bar, giving instructions to her night bartender. Elena's jaw hung open at the sight of her.
She was...magnificent. Tifa wore a halter dress in purple crushed velvet that barely covered her ass. And the halter part, well - that barely covered her most famous assets. Not that Elena had a problem with this. Tifa's legs were clad in black silk stockings, and on her feet, she wore black stiletto heels. Cloud Strife is a damned fool, Elena thought. Gay or not, he's a damned fool...look at her!
Tifa suddenly caught sight of Elena standing there dumbly, and grinned at her. "Hi Laney!" she chirped.
"Hi, Tifa," Elena stammered. "Um, here...this is for you," she said shyly, giving Tifa a single white rose that she'd been clutching in her hand. She gave her a chaste peck on the cheek, and Tifa returned it. "You...look absolutely stunning."
"Aww, thank you, Elena. That's so sweet," murmured Tifa, taking the flower from her. "Elena, wow," Tifa said, suddenly noticing Elena's hair. "I love your hair like that, you should wear it up more often, you know." Tifa's fingers gently brushed against the back of Elena's neck, sending shivers down her spine - and other parts of her anatomy. "You look beautiful, Elena."
"Thanks," Elena replied softly, smiling. "I feel kind of...pretty once in a while, when I dress up like this," she said, chuckling.
"That's because you are pretty," Tifa insisted, putting her hand on Elena's back and steering her toward the door. "Come on, let's get going. I plan on doing a lot of dancing with you tonight."
"Good," Elena replied, as they exited and Elena walked Tifa to her car. "I love to dance!"
And after that...who knows what this evening may bring, Elena thought with a smile, as she slid behind the wheel and started the engine.
As often happened when Reno was riding 'bitch' on Fenrir, straddling his seat right behind Cloud - he was popping a boner. I can't help it, the Turk fretted as he glanced down at the telltale bulge in his pants. Between the steady vibrations of the motorcycle's engine between his legs, and the fact that Cloud's ass was basically in between his legs - Reno had no control over his pelvic region whatsoever, when riding Fenrir. He only hoped he wouldn't accidentally activate the remote and make Cloud's underwear go off, and cause him to steer Fenrir into a ditch, or worse.
They finally arrived at ShinRa, where valet parkers descended upon them, offering to park the bike. Cloud merely glared at them and drove on, parking his bike on the sidewalk. Cutting the engine, Cloud dismounted, followed by Reno. One of the valets approached Cloud tentatively. "Sir, you can't park there-" he began.
"Yes, I can," Cloud replied evenly, still glaring. Reno was secretly enjoying Badass Cloud, and trying not to laugh at the poor sod of a valet. "My boyfriend here," Cloud continued, pointing at Reno, "is a Turk. And me? I happened to save the entire fucking Planet. So...I think I can park where I want, yeah? Here," Cloud said, taking a twenty gil note out of his wallet, and handing it to the valet, "take this. Listen, I'm not trying to be a jerk, I just don't want to park near all those other assholes." The valet laughed nervously and took the money from Cloud. "Have a...nice evening, gentlemen," he mumbled, turning quickly to leave.
Once the valet was out of earshot, Reno burst out laughing. "Cloud, you bastard," he gasped. "That was mean, yo! The poor dude..."
Cloud chuckled, his hand unconsciously reaching for Reno's. "Hey, I still tipped him, didn't I?" he asked. "Shit, I thought I was being nice."
The Turk looked down to see Cloud's hand easily sliding into his own, and it made him smile. So, he thought, we're going to walk into this thing holding hands and shit, huh? Fucking awesome. He suddenly thought of something, and turned to Cloud with a question on his face.
"Hey, Cloud, I just thought of something," Reno began.
"What?" replied Cloud, turning his head toward Reno.
"Did you know that Elena and Tifa are going to be each other's dates tonight?" Reno asked. "What the fuck's up with that, yo?"
"Yeah, Tifa did tell me that," Cloud answered, nodding. "Tifa had said something about...stepping outside of her comfort zone. Or something like that. Who knows, maybe they'll be good for each other, right?"
"Huh," pondered Reno, as they walked toward the building. "But Tifa, I never thought she was-I mean, Elena, I've had suspicions over the years, yo, but I never thought-" Reno stammered. He didn't like putting labels on people - Gaia knew, there wasn't really a label for what he and Cloud had found together. It was just...right. There was no need to categorize it, when it was something as simple and natural as breathing.
Still, Reno was Reno, and he pressed on with his questions. "So, is Tifa a lesbian, yo?" he asked Cloud.
"Not exactly," replied Cloud. "She's bisexual."
"She's what?" exclaimed Reno, incredulous. "No shit!"
Cloud laughed at Reno's expression. "Yeah," he said. "It kind of surprised me at first, but then Tifa and I talked a bit, and she said that she had the same reaction as me, when I told her I was seeing you."
"Wait a minute, yo," Reno interrupted. "Are you bisexual, Cloud? I mean, you did date Tifa once..."
"Reno, you're an idiot," Cloud retorted, giggling.
"Nice, Cloud," Reno replied. "I love you too." He dragged Cloud inside, completely oblivious of the impact his last remark was having on his boyfriend.
Cloud's brain was somewhere in outer space. Reno loves me, he thought, an idiotic grin plastered across his face, as Reno led him toward the bank of glass elevators in the lobby.
Tseng arrived a short time after Vincent did, and joined him and Rufus at the bar. The object of Tseng's unrequited desire - Rufus - was obviously making a play for Valentine, and amazingly, the former Turk wasn't skulking off and shunning Rufus's advances as he normally would. Tseng quietly sipped his scotch while he wondered what Valentine was up to; or if he was even up to anything at all. Maybe he just enjoyed being wooed by the most powerful man on Gaia. The Wutaian was quite adept at reading people, so he figured he'd watch, and wait to see how the rest of the evening transpired.
It didn't take long. The next guests to arrive through the large double doors were Reno and Cloud, hand in hand; making it clear to anyone who could see them that they were there together. Tseng saw Rufus's jaw drop at the sight of the pair; then his expression faded to...disappointment? Sadness? Or maybe it was some combination of the two. This perplexed Tseng; did Rufus have a thing for Reno? Or Cloud? Rufus often had crushes on various ShinRa employees - much of the time, he'd share the information with Tseng, asking the Wutaian to find out said employee's work schedule so Rufus could just "show up" and seduce whoever it was. A few weeks in the president's bed, and Rufus would always end up tiring of his conquest, moving on to the next one.
Odd that the president wouldn't tell me if he was interested in one of my Turks...or Cloud, for that matter, Tseng puzzled. He sighed, wishing fervently that Rufus would stop being such a myopic idiot, and realize what he had right in front of him. Maybe he has no idea about how I feel, Tseng thought. Even though I thought I'd made it perfectly clear….
Perhaps I will have to tell him..tonight. Before Vincent gets his claw into him, Tseng thought wryly.
"Cloud Strife," Rufus said, leaving his spot by the bar to go over and greet the Planet's hero. "I'm pleased you could make it after all, I wasn't sure if you'd come..." All over my face, Rufus added mentally, smirking.
Cloud seemed puzzled by that statement. "Wouldn't have missed it," he replied casually. "Reno and I have been looking forward to this for a while. In fact, I think this might be the first time we've gotten all dressed up for a date," he said, flashing a smile. Gods, that smile, Rufus thought. Rarely seen, but so beautiful when it is...
"So," Rufus continued, somewhat flatly. "You two are..together, you and Reno?" he asked, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice.
"Yep," Reno replied, throwing an arm around Cloud possessively. "Been a few months now."
"Well, that's lovely," Rufus replied a bit insincerely, turning to the bartender. "What would you two like to drink?"
"I'll have some of that blue agave tequila, please," Cloud told the bartender, pointing to the bottle behind him. "Reno, you gonna have the usual?"
Nodding, Reno said, "Yeah. You know me too well, babe," he told Cloud, kissing his cheek. "Whiskey, neat," he told the bartender.
"Coming right up," the bartender replied.
"Vincent, how have you been?" Cloud inquired. "Surprised to see you here."
"Quite well," he replied. "Let's just say I needed to...get out and socialize a bit." Get laid, is more like it, Vincent thought, as he eyed both Tseng and Rufus curiously. Tseng and Rufus both caught Vincent's odd stare, and exchanged confused glances with each other.
Cloud and Reno's drinks quickly appeared on the bar, and the Turk moved quickly to retrieve them. "Here you go," Reno said to Cloud as he handed him his tequila. They clinked their glasses together lightly in a toast, and began drinking. Reno shifted against the bar, his leg accidentally brushing up against the remote control hidden in his pocket. Oh shit, Reno thought guiltily, as he felt the button depress. Cloud jumped as if he'd been touched with a red hot poker, and spilled his glass of tequila.
All down the front of Rufus ShinRa's very expensive tuxedo. Cloud was mortified, and grabbed a bunch of napkins, dabbing at the spill. "Gods, I'm so sorry! I don't know what...happened, there," Cloud muttered apologetically.
"It's...all right," Rufus said weakly, as Cloud's hand dabbed ever closer to his crotch. "Never mind, I can change into something else up in my office."
"Yo, look who's here," Reno interrupted, as he saw Elena, Tifa, Rude - and his date, Rikku, apparently - enter the room. She doesn't even look legal, yo, Reno thought, grinning. Nice going, Rude!
"Hey Laney, Tifa," Reno said, greeting them. He gave each woman an affectionate peck on the cheek. "Rude...partner. You going to introduce me?"
"The minute you stop talking, sure I will," replied Rude, smirking. "Reno, this is Rikku." Reno politely shook her hand, and raised an eyebrow, taking in her appearance. Rikku was young, all right - maybe eighteen or so, if Reno were to venture a guess - and was scantily clad, but had the body to back it. She's wearing less than Lockheart is, even, Reno mused. I wonder if Rikku is a stripper?
"It's nice to meet you, Reno!" Rikku squeaked. Oh gods, she's bubbly. That is so unlike Rude...
"Nice to meet you, Rikku," Reno replied. "Yo, Cloud, get over here - meet Rude's girl."
"I'm sorry, Mr. President-" Cloud kept stammering apologetically.
"Please, forget about it," Rufus said wearily. "As I said, I can go and change." Meanwhile, Vincent decided to take the bull by the horns. "Rufus, I need to speak with you," he began. "Tseng, you too."
Tseng's curiosity was piqued, and he moved in closer to hear what Vincent had to say.
"What's going on, Vincent?" Rufus inquired.
"This is something best discussed in the privacy of your office," Vincent said mysteriously, trying to hide his sly grin.
Tseng appeared mildly concerned. "I hope this is nothing...serious, Vincent?"
"Well," Vincent replied, "it's perhaps a bit serious - but nothing at all bad, I assure you. But, it's something I need to...share, with both of you."
Shrugging his shoulders, and feeling a bit bewildered, Rufus agreed. "All right. I have to head up there anyway, to change out of this," he replied. "Let's go now." He led the way toward the elevators, wondering what on Gaia Vincent could possibly have to tell them – during a party, no less - that was so urgent.
Reno, Cloud, Tifa, Elena, Rude and Rikku, had all found a small booth near the bar, and took it over. Everyone had just eaten, and now they were all enjoying some after-dinner cocktails before hitting the dance floor. Tifa and Elena were the first ones out on the dance floor when the music started to pick up. Rude and his date had been fairly quiet – since they seemed to be permanently attached at the lips. Reno tried making conversation with Rikku, but it was like pulling teeth.
"So, ah…Rikku, what do you do for a living?" Reno asked her.
Rikku was sitting in Rude's lap, and broke from kissing him to reply. "I'm a bounty hunter!" she replied cheerfully.
"No shit!" replied Reno, clearly impressed. "So Rude, you didn't tell me how you met this lovely girl."
Rude gave Reno a look over his sunglasses; apparently he wasn't appreciative of having his make-out session interrupted. "She and I showed up at the same time to…a certain unsavory individual's house. He had jumped bail, and I was sent there to…provide some muscle. We had some intel on him that wasn't too favorable."
"Who was it?" Cloud asked. "Anyone we know?"
Rude chuckled. "Well, in a way, you might. It was Don Corneo's nephew. Taking over the family business, it seems."
"That guy," grunted Reno. "What a fucking scumbag."
"Yeah," Cloud said, agreeing. "You know, Reno, I think that was the first time we…kind of worked together. "That time in Wutai, with Elena and Yuffie…"
"I remember," said Reno, smiling, as he put his arm around Cloud. Glancing up, he noticed that Rude and Rikku were back to making out again. Groaning, Reno nudged Cloud. "Let's leave them alone for a while, yo," he whispered.
"Okay," replied Cloud. "Why don't we walk around for a bit? I don't feel like dancing yet."
Shrugging, Reno said, "Sounds good. Whatever you want to do."
The two walked around the perimeter of the dance floor for a bit, mingling and socializing any time they saw a familiar face. Reno, naturally, knew a lot more ShinRa employees than Cloud did, so he was doing most of the talking. Soon, Reno got bored with this, however, and his hand wandered into his pants pocket, feeling the remote that was hidden there. He grinned, thinking it was high time he pressed the button. It's game time, all right.
Reno depressed the button on the remote hesitantly, and waited to see what kind of reaction he'd get from Cloud. The effect was immediate; Cloud stumbled and nearly walked into a pole near the main bar. "What the…gods, what is wrong with me?" Cloud mumbled.
"S'matter, babe?" Reno asked, doing everything he could to keep from laughing.
"I don't know…I feel….weird. Like, kind of tingly," Cloud told him, looking puzzled.
Reno bit his lip to keep from cracking up. "That's um…strange, Cloud."
"You're telling me," Cloud replied, sighing.
Press the button again. Do it.
"Ahh!" yelped Cloud, his body stiffening as a jolt went through him. He nearly collided with someone dancing toward the edge of the dance floor. "Sorry," he muttered apologetically.
Again. Press it again.
"Motherfucker!" Cloud shouted, running his hands through his hair in apparent frustration. "Gods, what the hell…?"
Again. Againagainagainagainagain. Reno finally got carried away, and pressed the button quickly and repeatedly, causing Cloud to walk into the wall, smashing his face flat against it. Oh shit! Reno thought. Maybe I went too far. He rushed over to Cloud to see if he was all right. "Yo, Cloud!" Reno said, crouching over his boyfriend. "You okay?"
"Yes. No. I don't know," Cloud said, moaning as he sat up. "I feel…well, incredibly aroused," he told Reno, blushing. "And I have no idea why."
I know why. "Um, Cloud…" Reno began sheepishly. "I have something to tell you. Those bikini briefs I got you…"
A look of horror washed over Cloud's face as he realized what Reno was trying to tell him. "Oh no, Reno. You didn't! Are these those…vibrating kind? That's not fucking fair!" he groaned.
"I did," Reno admitted. "But I feel bad about it now, yo! I didn't think you'd walk into the freaking wall, dude."
"Yeah, but I did," Cloud replied dryly, glaring at Reno. "That's it. I'm going to teach you a lesson, Reno." Cloud got to his feet, and dragged a shocked-looking Turk by the hand toward the elevators.
"Where're we going?" Reno asked helplessly. He knew Cloud must be pissed, to want to "teach him a lesson."
"In here," Cloud said, shoving Reno into one of the glass elevators adjacent to the front of floor 57.
"Cloud, look…I'm sorry, I know it was stupid," Reno babbled, attempting to apologize. Shit, Cloud must really be pissed…
The doors closed and Cloud hit the stop button, which sounded an alarm. "We don't have much time," Cloud said hoarsely, pulling Reno down to him and kissing him, as his hands wandered down to Reno's pants, fiddling with the zipper.
"You're…wait, you're not mad?" Reno asked, gasping for breath.
Cloud grinned. "It wasn't…one of your best ideas, Reno," Cloud said. "But as I said before, I am incredibly fucking turned on. I've always wanted to fuck in an elevator, haven't you?" he said airily, as he undid Reno's pants, letting them fall down around his ankles.
Reno gulped. "Um…I suppose I have wanted to," he murmured distractedly. "Fuck in an elevator, that is."
"Good," Cloud replied, still grinning cheekily. "Guess what we're going to do?"
"You realize there's cameras in here, right Cloud?" Reno warned,as Cloud dropped his pants.
"Yup. I know that," Cloud replied. "I infiltrated this building with AVALANCHE, remember?"
"Oh yeah," Reno replied, as he felt Cloud's fingers enter him. Fingers that were covered with cold lube.
"Fuck, Cloud!" Reno groaned. "That shit's fucking cold, yo!" Gasping, Reno regarded Cloud for a moment, and thought of another question. Just as Cloud added a third finger. "Ahhhh!" he yelped. "C—Cloud," Reno stuttered. "Why…did you have lube on you anyway...oh gods," he moaned, as Cloud's fingers went in just a bit further, just brushing his prostate.
"Doesn't everybody?" Cloud replied cheekily, snickering. "Surely you carry it everywhere, no?"
"Yeah—I mean, sometimes—oh fuck, Cloud!" Reno groaned in frustration, as Cloud's fingers kept up their relentless thrusting motion in Reno's ass. "Just…just…."
"Just what?" Cloud said teasingly. "What do you want me to do to you, Reno?"
Gazing at Cloud through half-lidded eyes, Reno touched Cloud's cheek briefly and answered him.
"I want you to make love to me, Cloud," he whispered.
Blinking back a bit of moisture in his eyes, Cloud nodded silently, and positioned Reno over his cock. "This might be…a little bit of a challenge, after all," Cloud admitted. "For one, I'm a bit shorter than you…"
"Then let's do like this," Reno interrupted, kicking his pants completely off, and throwing his jacket to the floor. Positioning his back against the glass wall of the elevator, Reno pulled Cloud toward him, and held onto his shoulders while he hoisted up his legs, wrapping them tightly around Cloud's waist. "There," he said, pulling Cloud back into an embrace, kissing his shoulder. "Now we can do this."
"People are going to see your ass through that glass wall, you know," Cloud said teasingly.
"So what?" Reno said, grinning and shrugging his shoulders. "Fuck them. If they're looking, let them enjoy the goddamned show." The two giggled quietly over that for a moment.
Cloud repositioned himself, and braced his hands against the wall of the elevator, thrusting slowly and easily into Reno. "Gaah," grunted Reno, as he began to rapidly stroke his cock. "Oh fuck, Cloud!" he yelled. "Harder….go faster….harder…."
"Yeah," Cloud mumbled, increasing his tempo as he slammed into Reno, causing the Turk to cry out as he ripped out a chunk of Cloud's hair, that he hadn't even realized was clutched in his fist in the first place. "Ow!" Cloud cried briefly, not slowing his pace.
"Sorry," Reno gasped. "Oh gods, Cloud, I'm going to come—"
Cloud moved back from the wall and lifted Reno onto him so he was sitting on his hips; then, he slammed Reno back against the wall, and began thrusting into him furiously. "Sweet fucking Shiva," murmured Cloud, as he spent his load. Reno arched his back, and hit his head back against the glass wall, as he felt his release come moments later.
Still inside Reno, Cloud lowered them both slowly to the floor of the elevator, where the Turk collapsed onto Cloud's chest, just savoring the moment – and the afterglow. "Gods, Cloud," whispered Reno. "I guess I should buy you vibrating underwear more often, yeah?"
Cloud laughed. "Um, no…I don't think so," he replied. Both seemed to have forgotten they were still in the elevator…and that the alarm had suddenly stopped sounding.
Until there came a soft 'ding'…and the elevator door opened. There stood a slightly flushed-looking Tifa and Elena, who both glanced quickly at the sight below them, and giggled.
"Hi boys," Tifa said to them, smiling. "We'll just wait for the next one." She reached in and hit the alarm button again, and the doors closed once more.