Disclaimer- I own absolutely nothing from FFVII, clearly.
(A/N) Remember that the notification in chapter 9 was replaced with the real chapter so don't forget to read that first. As promised, here's your lemon chapter. So sorry Neassa-chan but majority rules :/ Let's say for the sake of this chapter, the legal drinking age in Gaia or at least Corel is 18. Oh yes, there shall be booze.
Yuffie's loud groan resonated through the bedroom as she flipped over onto her stomach and dug her arms under the pillow she was burying her face in.
"So bored…" she mumbled into the sheets and half hoped they would respond to her. As much as she liked to fight the feeling, she'd become accustomed to Reno's company and now that he wasn't here, she was… well she was lonely. If there was any emotion Yuffie hated, it was loneliness and it stung more now because she hadn't felt it in the longest time. Being independent didn't mean you were reclusive, as long as you migrated to the right places. She no longer camped in the woods; she had friends she could visit now. And they were all across Gaia, so she was never jaded. Now that she thought about it, independent might not have been the best word to describe her. Maybe she was just nomadic.
Yuffie flipped onto her back again, being quite fickle about how she wanted to lay since she rented the room. She glimpsed at the clock, now reading 8:14 and grimaced before staring at the blank ceiling. Only 8? The night was young; Yuffie had money to blow and boredom to quell. The ninja sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, grabbing the key from the nightstand and ensuring her decision before standing and approaching the door.
The Turk observed the tinted glass as foam slowly slid down the neck of the beer bottle. He couldn't decide if it was a good thing or a bad thing to be soothed by the musky atmosphere of a dim bar. He shook his mind of the thought as he took another swig, only to have the void in his mind filled with the stubborn face of the young ninja.
I wonder if she's okay…
"Hey," he felt a hard poke in his back and looked over his shoulder to find the girl he was previously envisioning with, expectantly, her hands on her hips.
"Yo," he nodded and signaled her to sit on the barstool next to him. She complied and raised two fingers to the bartender who swiftly poured alcohol into two small shot glasses. Yuffie slid one Reno's way and brought the other closer to her mouth.
"Heh," he scoffed, interrupting the motion, "how old are you anyway?"
She set down the glass, "How old are you?" she asked flippantly.
"24," he raised an eyebrow at her. Did she honestly believe he wasn't legal?
"19," she downed the liquor, her smile contorting slightly from the sting, "And that officially makes me NOT a kid."
Reno snickered at her boldness, "Alright," he drank his respectively.
"Besides, you don't have to worry," she twirled a strand of hair through her fingers, "I was only gonna have one."
"Another two over here!" Yuffie called, raising her fingers in the air for the incalculable time.
"We're so gonna be broke," Reno chuckled and let his face rest in his palm.
"Nuh-uh!" she argued, downing another shot and pointing her thumb toward her face, "When you're a thief, you're never broke," she laughed.
"AHA!" he shouted, "You admit it. You're a thief!"
"Well duh," she rolled her eyes.
"You lied," he stated as if he just had a serious epiphany.
"Lying kinda goes with stealing," she drawled.
"Touché," he flashed the crooked smile that Yuffie felt herself warming up to and held another two fingers in the air.
The drinks arrived and she stopped Reno before he drank his.
"Wait," she hiccupped, grinning like an idiot. He raised his hazy stare to her.
"On three," the redhead nodded, "One… two…" she took a long pause, teasing him, "three."
The pair raised their glasses to each other's mouth and tilted their heads back, sustaining the fuzzy state of mind.
"Damn, you sure can hold your booze," Reno smiled lazily.
"Ya think so?" she questioned before mumbling something incoherent to herself. He nodded.
"S-Same goes for you," she slurred, the alcohol taking its grip on her speech.
"Can I tell you a secret, Turkey?" she asked, her eyes holding just the slightest bit of gravity.
"Hm?" he nodded.
"At first, I didn't like you. Hell, I hated you," Reno's grin faded, "but ya know, you saved me from that crash and you helped me out on that ship. And even though I saved your ass today, you did kinda rescue me first," she stopped to smile coyly at him, "Point is, you're pretty cool."
The Turk found it hard to frown among the aura she gave off.
"Oh," she raised a finger, "and I like it when you call me Yuffs. Keep doing that."
"Can I tell you a secret, Yuffs?" his smile held pure mischief.
"Yeah," her voice was laced with anticipation as she cupped a hand around her ear. He leaned in closer, his warm breath making Yuffie shift a little in her seat.
"You're a total geek."
She pulled back and pushed him playfully, both of them giggling.
"But," his tone began to even again and his smirk became even more confident, "I think you're cute."
"Me?" she held her hand to her chest, her already flushed cheeks turning a shade redder from the flattery. Reno nodded and inched nearer.
"In fact," he let his eyes roam over her body and back to her bashful face, "I think you're pretty hot."
Yuffie's embarrassment faded as she saw the redhead's intent playing across his features.
"The feeling's mutual, Turkey," she hummed, surprised at the truth of her own words. He quirked an eyebrow to the response he had to admit he didn't expect.
"You know my favorite part?"
"Tell me," she caught the allure in his cerulean eyes.
"Those little shorts," he snickered.
"Really?" their faces were so close that she could smell the liquor on his breath and smiled, finding that she enjoyed it.
"Really…" he growled.
"Prove it," she murmured. His eyes narrowed slyly and he leaned into Yuffie's lips, savoring how soft they were and how she pulled him deeper with every gesture, be it a slight push with her mouth or a slight pull with her hands. He felt her arms drape around his shoulders as their tongues battled for dominance yet worked together all the same. They broke apart and gasped for air, staring at each other dazed and uncaring to anything else.
"Uh wait," she struggled to keep her wits as she quickly jotted down 'I. O. U. 250 gil' on a napkin while Reno impatiently kissed her neck.
"Okay," she said hurriedly and left the note on the counter as the redhead took her hand and pulled her out of the bar.
The door slammed behind them as they entered the room, trying the best they could to sustain their need for each other's addictive kisses. From the moment they reached the hotel, Yuffie had been attached to the front of Reno's torso, wildly raking her hands through his crimson hair and tightening her legs around his lower back which drove him mad. Now it was his turn.
The Turk abandoned the bed as he pushed Yuffie up against the wall, causing her to release her grip and shakily unbutton Reno's shirt, which was becoming more difficult as he let his hands rove up and down her body. She pulled the jacket and dress shirt down his arms and discarded them on the floor, smiling against his lips as her fingers danced along his stomach and chest.
Reno tore the hooded vest off of the girl, her increasing pulse becoming more and more desireable. As she bit his lip, he felt his insatiabilty spike and surveyed the copious amount of clothes he refused to waste his time on. There was no way those boots were coming off fast enough for him.
"Fuck it," he groaned and unlatched her belt from its restraints, tossing it on the ground and sliding the shorts down her endless legs and over her shoes. He took a moment to look down at the familiar green underwear and let his cocky laugh do the talking.
"Shut up," she smiled and unhooked his belt as well. Her snicker conveyed her power over him as she heard him grunt when she trailed her thumb from his navel down to his arousal, gripping him there through his boxers.
In response, he lifted the girl's tank top, revealing her smooth mounds that he could tell had grown over the past few years. Yuffie panted, finding herself incredibly turned on at how Reno's expression became more animalistic as he ran a finger up her stomach agonizingly slow to tease her and enjoyed the satisfied sigh that tumbled from her lips. He circled her nipple, resulting in a restless moan and used his other hand to hook the sides of her panties and slide them down. The redhead's wolfish grin sent Yuffie's heartbeat through the roof as he slid his tongue over her stomach and up to her breast. The girl gasped and held him closer, only to have him arise and nip at her ear.
"And you thought I was impatient," she heard the smirk in his voice and was annoyed at herself for loving it. Her eyes widened as Reno lifted one of her legs and let his fingers trail down to her now exposed area, throwing her head back and allowing a small yelp to escape as he caressed her. Every little breath, every moan she made left the Turk wanting more, driving him to plunge his fingers into her. He relished the small victory as she tugged at his hair and writhed anxiously, continuing to work every sweet spot he found on the ninja whether it be gently biting her collarbone or grinding into her inner thighs.
"Ahh," she begged, "hurry."
He made no objections, pulling his member from his boxers as she hungrily sucked on his neck and lifted her off her feet against the wall. The girl comprehended and wrapped her legs around him the same way she had before, securing her place as he hastily positioned himself and grabbed her hips, thrusting into her. Yuffie cried out as the pleasure she'd been waiting for ripped through her body with such a force that she dug her nails into Reno's shoulders, causing him to hiss in a pain spiked euphoria. The cocky smirk was wiped off of his face as he began to rock with her, clenching his teeth together at the unbelievable tightness gripping him. He relieved a small amount of tension with a groan as he smashed his lips against hers, causing her to moan back in his mouth.
"Reno," she breathed into his ear as he began to speed up his pace. The Turk couldn't stop himself from trembling at the amazing sensations she sent rippling through him with each whisper, moan, or beautiful scream she uttered.
"Reno!" her octave hiked up and her breathing became labored, instinctively causing him to use more force. He wanted nothing more than to hear her say his name over and over. He wanted it to echo through the hotel. He wanted her screams to be ingrained into the walls.
Yuffie hooked one arm around the redhead's neck and bent the other to claw at the wall behind her, trying to find an outlet for her rising frenzy. Adrenaline coarsed through her veins, setting her body ablaze as she tried to breathe and greedily ran a hand up and down his abdomen, unable to get enough of him all at once. She pressed her forehead to his and moaned, only further excited by the expression he wore that showed what effect she was having on him. His aquamarine discs swam with lust and held a flicker of desperation as their gazes locked. The girl was sure she had found her new intoxication as he kissed her again and now understood why women were so infatuated with him because Leviathan, he was good at this.
"Reno! Ahh, Reno!" she chanted and held onto him for what seemed like dear life as the intensity of his thrusts grew, sensitizing her whole body with a mind-numbing nirvana. The Turk cursed as he felt himself nearing his limits and looked back into the eyes of the girl. God, he wanted that face to be etched into his mind forever. Tears danced at the brim of her ebony eyes, burning with desire. Her eyebrows knitted together as she fought the shout building in her throat and bit her lip in an attempt to subdue the growing ecstasy inside her, but Yuffie found it impossible to hold back her apex as she screamed a final time, dragging her nails down Reno's back and bucking her hips against his.
"Fuck," he grunted at his inability to go on. She tightened around him even more, the convulsions of her orgasm causing him to dig his fingers into her hips and bite her neck with a growl as he climaxed so hard, he felt like he was going to pass out for a moment.
They remained willingly caught in a long silence as they both struggled to catch their breath, panting and stroking each other's bare skin. Eventually, Yuffie unwrapped her legs from his waist and weakly stood on her own two feet, knees bent slightly inward as she still gently gripped his shoulders to support herself. Reno had taken one hand from the wall and lifted her chin up to meet his eyes before a grin spread across his handsome features. She shot him a sly smirk and ran a thumb across his jaw line in response.
"Ah hell, Yuffs," he scooped her off her feet, earning a giggle and lay her down on the bed before crawling over her semi nude form predatorily. He pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it onto the ground, causing a seductive smile to erupt on her face.
"You know you won't be able to look at me like that from now on, right?" he whispered. As she pulled him back down to her level, Yuffie snickered and decided to let her lips answer him.
How's that for citrus? I'm definitely looking for ways to improve my writing on this chapter because this was in fact my first full lemon. I've written lime but never lemon so tell me what you think.
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