No One is a Loser here

"This sucks, yo." Reno pulled the cushion tighter around his head but he could still hear them. How thin were those damn walls?! And why on earth did they have to get the room right next to the diva and the asshole General? Granted, the lady at the front desk had told them that they were lucky that room just got free, as the people who had booked it suddenly left. But Reno had a suspicion as to why that was. No one wanted to hear SOLDIERs fucking like rabbits during their vacation...

He wouldn't have minded leaving and checking out the arcade, but Cloud was still not feeling well and so he had laid down on the bed next to the little blonde.

"How ya feeling?" the Turk asked morosely, glaring at the paperthin wall as if he could magically stop the noise of their fucking.

Cloud sniffed. His stomach was feeling better but the sounds were not helping at all. The sound of the General and that red headed bitch in the other room was giving him a headache. He didn't think that he would meet Sephiroth here and see how he looked at him when they tumbled into the elevator.

He thought he was over him. He had Reno. Reno was better than Sephiroth by any day of the week. Reno was everything to him and Reno was not a war hero. He groaned and buried his face into the pillow. "Maybe some... some air," he stammered even though he didn't want to get up. Sephiroth never called Genesis his little SOLDIER and that gave him some comfort.

"Yeah, air," he sniffed again.

"Okay. Let's go have some fun then." Reno ruffled his lover's hair affectionately and got up from the bed. "We can go wherever you want, ok?"

Cloud's mood wasn't lost on him, but he didn't know whether it was because he was still sick from the flight or because of the... noises. Cloud's eyes shifted over to the wall every so often, but Reno had a hard time reading that look. It made him feel spectacularly insecure.

"I buy you something nice to eat, okay?" He started to ramble as he fetched his jacket and helped Cloud off the bed. He just wanted to get the hell out of here.

"Can we go to the arcade?" the blond said. He wasn't ready to eat yet, but he would feel better after the arcade. "Or maybe the chocobo races. We can bet some money and see if we can win dinner." He tried to push all the thoughts of Sephiroth behind him and focus on Reno. Reno had pulled strings to get him here after all. Sephiroth didn't care about him, but Reno did. Reno's smile was all that he wanted and all that he should ever want.

He put his hand in his and smiled at him. "And then we can come back for some fun." Cloud gave Reno a kiss. A kiss that he never got from Sephiroth but Reno did kiss him all the time. "And we can make noises that keep them up all night"

"That sounds like a plan." Reno's smile was one of relief. Maybe he had interpreted too much into Cloud's mood. "Where do you want to go first?" he hummed as they got down to the lobby via the elevator. He'd never been to the Golden Saucer before, so he didn't really know what kind of stuff they had, but he didn't want to be too obvious. Still he discreetly snatched a free map as they stepped out of the hotel. All the people made him a bit nervous, because it was hard to make out a pattern, to keep all the people in sight and it didn't really sit well with his Turk instincts. However he suppressed those feelings and threw Cloud a cocky grin. "Up to you."

"Chocobo's first," Cloud decided feeling much better now that he was out of the hotel room. "I like watching the races." Reno's smile made his stomach flip and almost made him want to run into the hotel room to reward it... but Sephiroth was most likely still making those noises with that floozy.

"Whoever wins the first bet has to give the other one a blow job," Cloud said with a teasing grin himself.

"Deal!" Reno agreed promptly. If there was anything he could count on it was his bad luck when it came to gambling - countless failures were evidence of that.

They went to the races, enjoying the busy, excited atmosphere, the colorful lights and various sounds blasting at them from everywhere. Reno thought he could get used to this as he slipped his arm around Cloud's shoulder.

At the races they placed their bets. Reno had a hard time deciding and again scanned the possible candidates with a frown. Eventually he decided to place his bets on a yellow chocobo with mean eyes and fiercely red feathers on his head and wings that made it look as if it was on fire.

"500 gil on Phoenix," he finally decided, receiving his ticket with a cocky grin. Whether he lost or won this time was meaningless; he'd win either way. Though he almost wished his bad luck stuck with him because getting a blowjob from Cloud and his hot pouty lips...

Clearing his throat and willing the mental image away, the turk turned to his lover. "You decided yet yo? Race starts in 20 minutes."

"I'm going to be on Smoky to win," Cloud said. "She looks feisty." He pointed to a large grey chocobo that was cleaning her wings. She looked strong and had a bunch of spirit. He knew a lot about chocobo's and she looked more like a climber and fighter than a racer, but it didn't really matter.

He was spending time with Reno and that was what mattered. They walked to the viewing area and Reno ordered them some drinks. They didn't even ask him for his ID like they should have. It was one of the advantages of dating a Turk when they went out. The dark suit was recognized by everyone and no one questioned what they wanted or why.

Sitting in the booth, he leaned against Reno. "I bet she kicks everyone's butt out there. She's bigger than all those other tiny birds." She was. She had a lot more bulk than the others but with chocobos that could be an asset and mean that she had more stamina. He poked Reno in the ribs. "You would go for the skinniest bird."

"Seems to be a recurring pattern," Reno mumbled, sliding his arm around Cloud and pulling him close. He couldn't get that touchy with his lover at HQ, since as a turk he had an image to maintain. But here it didn't matter. At least not to Reno.

"And it's not about size but technique, yo" he argued confidently, sipping his drink and watching the chocobos get ready. Cloud was right though, his was the smallest. And the cutest.

Cloud smiled brightly and flushed as Reno put his arm around him. He liked it when he was affectionate. It was always behind closed doors at Shin-Ra but here, Reno was being more open and Cloud was adoring just the little changes. Reno was so good to him. "I wonder how I got so lucky," Cloud said as he leaned against him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Now, we have to see how lucky I will get in this race."

"I have a feelin' you'll get lucky, yo. I ain't no luck with gambling," Reno shrugged. Still he held a little bit of irrational hope that this time things would be different. He'd put 500 damn precious gil on that bloody chicken, after all.

"So how's it, the loser gets his blowjob right here?" Reno asked, leaning over and whispering into Cloud's ear.

Cloud's eyes grew wide and he twisted as a tingle ran through his body at the thought of doing something like that in public. The room was bustling with people but they were all in their own little words, placing bets and concerning themselves with anything but them.

"At this table," he said unable to take the squeak out of his voice. The tablecloth would hide anyone that was kneeling under there, but he knew that if he was horrible at staying quiet when it came to sex. He was now hoping desperately that he would be the one under the table, even though the thought of Reno blowing him like that was extremely exciting.

"Yeah, right here, at this table. Can't make it a too easy win, yo." Cloud's excited squirming had him harden in his pants and he grabbed the blond's hand to press against the bulge.

There was a shooting sound ringing through the air and the race had started. The people around them shot up from their seats to shout and cheer and curse as the chocobos raced through the dust. With resigned satisfaction Reno noted that his bird was lagging behind significantly.

"Seems I got lucky," he smirked at Cloud, pointing at the table.

"Nuh-uh," Cloud said. "Look! Smoky is dropping back." Cloud nervously massaged Reno's crotch. The thought of having Reno under the table really was getting him going. Even though he liked the thought of sitting under there and driving him insane with his mouth. "You're going to be under that table," Cloud leaned closer and whispered in his ear. "I want you to fuck me with that tongue of yours."

Cloud's face turned bright red as he said that. This was embarrassing and thrilling at the same time.

The stick in Reno's pants twitched violently at that. Reno just loved it when Cloud started to talk dirty and got all flustered over it. Wasn't he just the cutest sexy little thing?

"There's nothing I'd love to do more baby," he replied huskily, pushing up his hips a bit because Cloud just had the right grip. "But it's not in my power, yo." Ah, the excitement was delicious. Who'd get to be under the table, who would have to keep sitting in his seat with a straight face while getting the blowjob of a lifetime...

Indeed Smoky was falling behind a bit, but Reno's chocobo (whose name he hadn't bothered to remember) was in the second last position and apparently struggling to keep it.

Only two more rounds and they would know.

Cloud wiggled in his seat. He couldn't help it, he was getting all excited and his pants were getting tight with the thought of Reno under the table.

Hell, they were both going to win in this case.

He couldn't concentrate on the screen either as he quickly grabbed Reno's ear between his teeth and pulled away slightly so that he could look in his blue eyes. "I am so glad you were able to get this vacation for us." He really meant it. Reno was his first relationship -real relationship- and he was the best person to be with in his mind. He knew that his mom wouldn't like that he was dating a boy, but he didn't really care when he was so happy with him.

Biting his lip and taking his hands off Reno, he reached for his drink with both hands. "It looks like Smoky is dropping back even more."

"Nah, he's just messin' with the other birds, I'm sure he'll win," Reno smirked, pulling Cloud closer. He was very happy that he'd gotten this vacation too. And there was no way in hell that the chocobo Reno had bet on was going to win. As he had predicted, his bad luck prevailed and the fiery little fellow was trailing behind, no matter how fiercely his rider tried to motivate it to run faster.

"One more round to go... You wanna warm up before slipping under the table?" Leaning back, Reno moved his hand to lazily and suggestively brush over Cloud's pink lips.

Taking the invitation, Cloud took Reno's fingers into his mouth and grabbed his hand so that he couldn't pull away. He gave the fingers a few hard sucks to show Reno what he was in store for. Blushing furiously, he let his hand go and turned to watch the birds. "I think I am plenty warm."

"You know what, I think so too," Reno breathed, hoping desperately that he would lose this damn bet, because seriously, if he didn't get that mouth on his cock very soon he'd go crazy.

This time he did get lucky, because even though Smokey didn't win he reached the finish before the yellow chocobo did.

"Thank Gaia," the redhead muttered, ignoring all the shouting people around him. Lifting up the tablecloth he put a warm kiss to Cloud's soft cheek. "Knock yourself out, yo."

Cloud didn't even to look to see if he was supposed to be crawling under the table. He didn't really care if he won or lost the bet, he was more than happy to crawl under the table and have his way with Reno's cock.

Cloud slipped easily under the table. It was one of the advantages of being small. The cloth fell over his legs and he pushed it up so that all he could see was his straining pants. Chewing his lip he went to work. His fingers were trembling with excitement for doing something so naughty in such a public place. Eagerly opening his pants Cloud revealed his lover's cock that was quite hard already. He loved Reno's cock.

It was perfect, red tip and the slight curve that hit every part of him perfectly. It wasn't as large as Sephiroth, but he never really got to admire the General's cock before. He ran his fingers over the cock, admiring the softness and the blood pounding underneath the skin.

He made sure he could fish out Reno's balls from his pants and squeezed them before he pressed his lips to the head and swallowed him whole.

Reno held his breath so he wouldn't moan out loud. Rigidly sitting at their table he tried to look inconspicuous until the tremors of the shock of being swallowed like that subsided. One moment ago he'd been impatient and horny and the next he was engulfed in hot, tight warmth...

Gradually relaxing, Reno slipped a hand under the table to pet Cloud's cheek and watch him go about his business.

Cloud concentrated on his task, feeling Reno's reaction and soft petting as he swallowed and lapped around the warm piece of flesh. He could feel how he was trying to control himself to keep from crying out and that made him feel rather powerful.

But Cloud didn't know what was going on around them and didn't see Tseng and Lazard walking into the Chocobo betting area. Tseng spotted Reno right away and frowned. He wondered why he was even here. He was supposed to be watching Rufus, after all. And it had to be Reno; he was hard to miss with his bright red hair and even in this colourful place, he still stood out like a sore thumb.

Tseng started to walk over to the table to ask him who authorized his vacation.

"That's one of yours, right?" Lazard frowned, following Tseng suit. What was it with everyone and The Gold Saucer?! Was there even anybody left at headquarters?

Reno was blissfully oblivious, his eyes glazing over as he kept thrusting his hips just a little bit, trying to be subtle about it. But damn, Cloud's mouth was just so fucking hot and the boy was sucking him like there was no tomorrow!

"Unfortunately," Tseng grumbled as he stood in front of the table and cleared his throat. "Reno? What are you doing here?"

Director Tseng's voice startled Cloud as he heard it clear from under the table. He was not too familiar with the man but he knew that he was Reno's boss and someone that you didn't mess with. He stopped for a moment, his mouth still around Reno's cock and wondering what he should do next.

Reno's blood ran cold as out of seemingly nowhere his boss popped up. And he looked pretty pissed too... For just a split Reno actually believed that Tseng was just a figment of his guilty conscience, but the headturk looked pretty solid and his presence was too oppressive and heavy to be a hallucination.

"...Yo." Reno slowly lifted a hand in a casual greeting and tried to play down the fact that his dick was deeply buried in Cloud's mouth under the table. "I'm on vacation. The bra- Vice President gave me a few days off cuz of restructuring or something. "

He shifted to get his dick out of Cloud's mouth but accidentally pushed it further in.

Cloud jerked back briefly, expecting Reno to pull away but instead he went in deeper. Humming lowly around his cock, he decided to keep going. Tseng must have left so he focused his attention back on giving Reno a mind blowing blow job. He pushed one hand into his pants to play with his balls while he used the other hand to massage his thigh, bobbing his head at a consistent pace and twisting his head from side to side.

He was going to make him come soon, so that they wouldn't be interrupted again and then they could go back to their room, if he could hold out. His cock was so hard and straining against his pants, Cloud thought he was going to burst. His stamina was better than it was before so he knew he could take it and he did really like giving blowjobs to Reno.

"Restructuring," Tseng said as he looked at the red-faced Reno. "You look stressed. Is there something wrong?" He was sitting odd in his seat and there was a shake in his hands. "Have you been drinking or doing other illicit drugs?"

"No," Reno choked out. Had Tseng known how much self-control his subordinate asserted to not moan out loud and rock his pelvis frantically Reno was sure he'd have been a little bit impressed. Under the table Reno made desperate gestures with his hand for Cloud to stop. He was just this close to coming right in front of his damn boss...

"I'm fine," he lied, heavily sweating and clenching his jaw. "Now fuck off, kay? I'm on vacation." So much for keeping his composure, but Reno needed them to leave and he had no patience or time to ask them nicely when Cloud pressed his tongue against his throbbing cock just so and took him in that deep and

...oh gods!

Tseng glared at Reno and was ready to yell at him about following the chain of command when he saw movement under the table.

He could very well guess who was under there and what he was doing by Reno's reaction.

"Oh? I would think that you would like us to join you for a drink or two?" Tseng teased and let a smile touch his lips. He could see that Lazard did not look impressed with the suggestion, even though he had no intention of drinking with Reno. He would much rather get drunk with Lazard and let him think he was getting the upper hand in the bedroom.

Reaching for the chair he watched with amusement the mix of fear and delight that crossed his subordinate's face.

Lazard was a bit lost as to what was going on. He didn't want to have drinks with the foul-mouthed redhead and it was clear as day that Reno didn't want them here.

Moaning, Reno bit the inside of his cheek to counter the pleasure rising up from his cock and belly. "I'm good, really. Can you just leave... please?"

Cloud just squeezed his balls and Reno breathlessly jumped a bit from his seat. Under the table he tried to grip Cloud's hair to keep him still because he could feel his orgasm threatening to take over.

Leaning down so that his hands were resting on the vibrating table Tseng leaned close into Reno. "And what do I get if I leave, right now?"

Reno swallowed dryly. He'd reached his limits. "Whatever, I don't care okay?" At that moment he'd have given anything for Tseng and his bitch to leave. His eyes rolled back a bit when Cloud, blissfully oblivious or just devilishly sadistic, took him in deep.

Tseng stood up and straightened his suit, nodding to Lazard. "Shall we go over there where we can have some privacy?" he would get back to Reno when he needed a favor done. It was how he came to be so powerful. He knew when to cash in these favours.

Lazard looked confused. He would make sure to fill in Lazard later. Maybe he could convince him to crawl under the table and pleasure him, too.

Tseng did love blonds.

Reno silently whimpered as Lazard and Tseng finally left and then he couldn't hold back anymore. His grip tightening in Cloud's hair, his hips bucked up and his back arched as he came in Cloud's mouth. And to think his boss just sat a few meters away from him... It shouldn't, but it did add to his arousal.

Exhausted, Reno fell back against his seat and lifted the table cloth slightly to give Cloud a half glare, half smile. He couldn't decide yet.

"That was mean, yo."

Cloud pressed up against his leg and looked up at him from under the table. "What was mean?" Reno didn't look mad as his face had that post orgasm flush and his eyes were glazed over. He licked his lips to make sure that there was no come on them. He started to pack Reno's package back into his pants and was careful not to pinch his tender skin on his zipper.

The devotion with which Cloud made sure to make Reno presentable again was so adorable and cute that Reno had no choice but slip under the table, grab his flushed face and press a kiss to his lips. "Nothing," he muttered, his thumb stroking over the hard bulge in Cloud's pants. "Let's go back to the hotel, yo"

Cloud nodded as Reno joined him under the table. His eyes were glazed over and he almost forgot where he was.

They were in public and both under the table in a very public place.

"I can't wait to collect my winnings," Cloud said and pushed against his hand. "Since you already got yours."

They both are winners! Guest appearance by Smoky.