The Experiment

Authors: Yahnkehy and The Prince's Jewel

Notes: This is a collaboration fanfic, not role-play, per se, but similar being as it is a joint effort.

Genre: Final Fantasy VII, post AC, post DoC

Spoilers: Possibly a few, but mostly just mentions of major happenings in the original FF7 game, some for Advent Children.

Warnings: Uniquely done MPREG *ducks rotten tomatoes*, angst, broken Cloud, pissy Reno, slight OOC, hurt/comfort, yaoi, kissing, brat.

Pairing: Cloud x Reno

Disclaimer: Not mine; there'd be more yaoi if it was.

Chapter 7: Homecumming

Reno blinked sleepily and rubbed tear crusted eyes for a moment, the dust on his cheeks from his last minute cleaning spree showed starkly white trails from the redhead's uncontrollable crying the night before. "Cloud," he breathed and tried several times to crawl out of bed. His large stomach stilted his progress until he remembered to roll onto his side and onto his knees on the floor. Once to his feet, he waddled to Cloud and hugged him tightly. "Missed you, yo."

"Reno," Cloud gave the other man a tight hug, and tipped his head to give him a quick kiss. "Missed you. Made your doctor's appointment, you go see Momma Sheila in a week. Rufus wants you to know that you're his Turk, not some science experiment, but he hasn't figured a way out of the contract his father set up with Hojo. Rude looks very flustered when asked where to buy pink nail polish – oh and I got you some concealer, blush, eyeshadow, and lipstick, too – but he told me to try the commissary and it was all there. I've got a bagful of goodies for you besides that, so what do you want first?

"Breakfast?" pointing to one pack, "presents," at another, "good news, bad news, or fucked?" cupping Reno's erection under the distended belly.

Doc appointment was noted, info about Rufus, though slightly disbelieved, was also noted. The makeup and nail polish comments…those could be grumbled at later. Breakfast was high on the list of things he wanted, presents close behind 'good news', but all of them paled when the last option fell from Cloud's lips. Reno's eyebrows lifted into a hopeful but curious expression. "Fucked? But, I thought, ya know, you couldn't? I'm all for helpin' work up an erection, if that's what you're offering."

Reno slid his arms down from Cloud's shoulders, lightly running his hands over the black zippered sweater, pausing to thumb the crests of Cloud's pecs. "Is that what you're offering?"

"Oh, so you want some good news, then," Cloud teased, stroking Reno lightly. "Is that it?"

"When good news equates to sex, I'm all for good news." Reno's hips tipped slightly forward, encouraging the blonde, while nimble fingers skated lightly over and around the nubs pressing faintly through the fabric of Cloud's shirt.

"Mmhmm, some of it. Momma's been working on that one for me for awhile, but with the new test results from Mideel's doc and a few confirmation tests she ran herself, she figured out what was going on." Cloud gave Reno an honest, delighted smile. "And, she fixed it." He ground his hips into Reno to prove it.

A dark flush warmed Reno's face as the steely evidence of Cloud's words pressed into his belly. A delighted shiver ran the length of his spine and he slid the zipper of Cloud's shirt down, parting the fabric and leaning in to press open mouthed kisses to the warm flesh. "I'll hafta buy her somethin' really fuckin' nice to show my thanks." Lips moved over the flesh, tasting and learning the hard muscles he'd been lusting after for so long. Tongue and teeth found a flat, brown nipple and teased, alternating between soft nips and hot breath.

Cloud purred his appreciation, but his strokes remained gentle teases. Fingertips trailed lazily over Reno's back and along his sides. Cloud used his other hand to pry Reno's face up, and then gave him a long, leisurely kiss. "Missed you," he said quietly when it ended, cupping Reno's face. "Mean that."

Warmth expanded Reno's chest at the admission and he smiled lovingly. It would take almost no work on Cloud's behalf to tip the 'halfway' in love into 'head over heels' if he kept looking at him like that. "Missed you, too, yo. Been lonely since ya left; even started countin' the days." He thumbed a vague motion over his shoulder to indicate the tick marks scratched into the wall beside his pillow.

Reno wrapped his arms around Cloud's waist, hands tracking over the smooth flesh of his back beneath the open shirt. He settled his head beneath Cloud's chin, nuzzling into the warm skin at his throat. "Wanna make up the time I missed with ya," a lap, a nibble, a kiss along the side of Cloud's neck, "help ya out with that uh, problem, ya have." Reno tracked his lips lower, ghosting kisses down the taut flesh of his chest. "Please, baby?"

Cloud started them moving towards Reno's bed. "I could be convinced."

Without lifting his head, Reno pushed the shirt off of Cloud's shoulders. His lips and tongue were engaged in giving as much pleasure as possible during the short trip to the bed. The edge of the mattress bumped into Reno's calf and he lifted his head, finally, to grin up at Cloud. "Sit down and lean back. Lemme take care of ya." He kissed Cloud's lips lightly and nudged him back to the bed.

Cloud let himself fall backwards, bouncing on the mattress. His eyes glittered, both with Mako and a rarely seen happiness. He spread his arms out, smiling up at Reno. "Take care of me, Reno," he ordered, smiling.

A quiet laugh escaped Reno's lips as he lowered himself to his knees beside the bed. "With pleasure," he purred. Hands roamed over Cloud's skin, tracking slowly down to the waistband of Cloud's leather pants. He flicked the button open and lowered the zipper. The redhead leaned over the relaxed blonde, grimacing as his stomach stopped him short of Cloud's chest. Instead, Reno nibbled and kissed lightly over his lower belly while working the boots off of Cloud's feet.

Fingers curled around the waistband of Cloud's pants, tugging them low over slim hips, nudging the blonde to raise up, and sliding them down and off. Reno purred in appreciation at the sight that greeted him. "Now that's just fuckin' hot, yo," he murmured and nibbled his way up one thigh, and then slowly worked his way in. Reno's tongue trailed wetly along the thick vein on the underside of Cloud's cock and paused at the cap to dip his tongue into the narrow slit. Taking the head into his mouth, Reno swallowed him down whole.

"Reno…" Cloud breathed, "stop saying yo."

A chuckle vibrated around Cloud's cock at that and Reno nodded his agreement in the best way he could. Laughter sparkled in blue eyes as he continued. Down and Reno's nose pressed into blonde curls; up he sucked harder; down and he hummed. Again and again, varying the speed and pressure, the suction. He was waiting, rather patiently, for Cloud to finish. By Cloud's own account, the man hadn't had sex in years; he had to be itching for relief. Reno, had he ever found himself in that position, would have promptly gone mad.

"Ride me." The command was soft, but very clear.

Reno pulled his mouth away for a moment, looking up at Cloud unsure. "Ya sure," he asked and sucked two fingers into his mouth, wetting them thoroughly. His hand moved back, pushing into himself slowly. "I can…" his breath hitched as his fingers brushed his prostate, "take care of you first, then take care of myself later." He dipped his head and took Cloud back into his mouth.

Cloud's answer was to get a good grip on Reno's hair, and firmly – yet gently – pull him up. "Ride me," he ordered again, Mako blue eyes kitty-slitted once more. "I want to feel you, Reno."

Desire colored Reno's face and he nodded, tugging against the firm grip in his hair with a quiet purr. Fingers slipped out and, after brushing sand from his knees, Reno stood and crawled onto the bed, straddling Cloud's hips.

Head tipped back, Reno closed his eyes and angled Cloud's erection into the right position. Slowly, carefully, he lowered his hips, a hiss passing his lips that was at once pleasurable and painful. It had been too long. Two years since anything larger than two fingers had been inside him; Cloud felt larger than he actually was. "Fuck," Reno moaned and settled down, a hand pressed to Cloud's chest to help him balance.

Cloud gazed up at him through half-closed eyes, nearly purring as Reno lowered himself. Even so, a smirk was firmly in place, since he rather doubted Reno would still be able to top by the time he was ready. He was enjoying himself far too much to surrender too soon to the sensations that continued to build as Reno finally adjusted and began moving over him. He reached out, one hand gripping a strong thigh, the other teasing the rigid cock.

"Hnn, goddamn," Reno panted, thighs working to raise and lower himself. His pace was slow, almost teasing as long unused muscles fought to remember how to do this. He rocked forward and back, raising and lowering himself in a steadily increasing rhythm. "Do that too much and it'll be over too soon, baby." A cocky grin slid over his lips and he gazed down at Cloud, licking his lips hungrily. "Feels good, baby."

Something twigged at his memory, but was, for the moment, pushed back. Pleasure drowned out the memory and Reno's hips moved a bit faster, his breath coming harsher from parted lips. "Nnn, better hope that the fix is more permanent than just this once. Feel so fuckin' good, Cloud."

"It's not bad," Cloud agreed lazily. He trailed his fingers ever so lightly over Reno's cock, sliding a fingernail along the tip before abandoning it utterly in favor of rubbing far more firmly over prominent nipples.

Reno clenched his teeth around the moan that tried to escape. Fingers curled into a fist on Cloud's chest and tightened as he slowed to a stop. "Hnn, that so? Guess ya wouldn't care if we just stopped, then, right?" He gripped Cloud's wrists tightly and pulled his hands away. "Right, Strife?" Inner muscles spasmed around the other man's cock and Reno tipped his head to the side.

"Right," Cloud replied with a sly grin. He twisted his hips slightly. "I suppose if you can't get me off, we might as well stop."

A smirk tipped the corner of Reno's lips and he raised up, moving to sling his leg off. "Right, guess I better go make breakfast then."

"I was planning on making you breakfast. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, hashbrowns." Cloud shrugged. "But if you'd rather cook for me, that's fine. I can get myself off while you cook." He pulled one hand free of Reno's grip, swirling his fingers around Reno's still-stuffed hole before trailing them over his own cock.

"Tease," Reno grumbled and swatted away Cloud's wandering hand. "That's my job." He lowered himself quickly and rotated his hips, grinding down into Cloud's pelvis. "Mine."

Cloud opened his eyes wide, showing off his kitty-slits. "You were the one who wanted to make breakfast," he protested, once again stroking Reno with those barely-there feather-light touches.

"Yeah, I know. But, food later; I wanna fuck right now." Reno lifted his hips and dropped, hard. His breath hitched but he chewed his lip to keep from making any noise. The slit pupils gave him pause, but not enough to stop; Sephiroth had those same eyes and they hadn't stopped the Turk from climbing into the General's bed as often as possible.

Reno upped his pace, fingers traveling lightly over Cloud's chest appreciatively, and closed his eyes tight, lip clamped between his teeth. He focused on the rhythm, the slick heat filling him, and the low hum of pleasure that pulled soft noises from him.

Fingers roamed over Cloud's skin in an attempt to gain a little more interest on the blonde's part. Despite the sly smirk and erection Cloud sported, Reno was having his doubts. It was unnerving having those eyes pinned on him and the calm air Cloud presented was affecting a lack of any kind of interest. Just friction, just a body, doesn't mean more than that.

Cloud watched Reno rise and fall over him, reveling in the play of fingers on his skin. It had been years since he'd been able to enjoy the finer aspects of sexual relations, though maybe not so long ago that he'd been touched. That memory shivered over him, and he turned his sense solely to Reno so he wouldn't have to think.

Reno's skin wasn't smooth. There were scars, some of which Cloud was quite sure he'd given the decadent redhead. It was soft, though, and warm beneath the fingertips he allowed to glide over it. Sensitive, shuddering as he brushed over belly and breast, rigid and firm when he paused to twirl around flushed nipples. Damp with pre-ejaculate as he ghosted over the heated, bobbing cock. Tight and hot, slick and smooth, when he pushed his fingers in to join his cock, and spread them just to see how Reno would react to the sensation.

A sharp cry left Reno's lips and dazed blue eyes snapped open, pleasure dancing in the depths. "Fuck," he gasped, grip tightening on Cloud's pecs. Red eyebrows pinched together and he leaned back, shifting one hand to lean on Cloud's thigh. A groan escaped as the shift in position pulled Cloud deeper. Reno tossed his head back, red strands tickling Cloud's thighs and hips as he steadied his pace.

Ripples of pleasure caused his skin to tingle and prickle, the ghostly touches sent chills down Reno's spine. He shivered and took a deep breath, tipping his head down to grin at Cloud. The blonde was still the picture of calm control, but a light flush tinted his cheeks a faint pink.

Cloud smirked, pushing his fingers deeper and spreading them once more as he pinched hard on a nipple. Reno was very responsive to his touches, and he rather liked that. Another tweak, this time to the other nipple, before he sat up, forcing himself and his fingers even deeper into Reno's welcoming heat. "Enjoying yourself?"

In answer, Reno wrapped his arms around Cloud's neck and captured his mouth in a searing kiss. Tongue and teeth and lips, meeting and scraping together hungrily. Reno devoured Cloud's mouth as his hips rolled faster, panting moans peppered the air and Reno clutched Cloud as close as possible.

In an easy, practiced move, Cloud shifted them without ever leaving Reno's body. One hand still toyed with sensitive nipples, the other now playing with cock and balls instead of ass. He pulled Reno hard against his chest, leisurely rocking his hips at a much slower pace than Reno had set. He kissed the back of the other man's neck, a soft husky laugh escaping. "I guess that was a yes."

Reno's hands immediately went to Cloud's hair, fisting the blonde spikes to hold that wicked mouth to his neck. "Hell fuckin' yeah, it was a yes," he panted and pushed his hips further back, and then rocked forward into the teasing hand at his groin. The pace was slow, but the position was intimate and close; Cloud was pressed tightly to his back, lips against his neck, and moving within him steadily.

This was different from every other encounter Reno had ever had. He felt cared for and Cloud's tenderness was making that dull ache in Reno's chest throb in time with the careful yet deep thrusts. If this was love making, then Reno never wanted to just fuck again. It was filling and tender, and Reno's eyes welled with tears, which he blinked rapidly away. It was perfect.