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Reno always enjoyed spending his nights in one of the many brothels that decorated the city, but Rhain had to be his favorite. It was a hundred dollar cover charge just to enter the building and that only gave you access to the bar and to watch what the people in the pit were doing. It was an extra five hundred dollars to gain access to the pit where any of your oral fantasies could come true. Then there were the private areas that ranged from rooms barely the size of telephone booths to massive furnished rooms and the prices ran from a few thousand dollars to hundreds of thousands for one hour. However, Reno was content with the favors of those within the pit, Reno had never felt the need to take things so far that he would need a room.
Sitting on the couch within the pit, Reno had his hand buried in the hair of the man standing behind the couch while the man plundered his with a talented mouth. This place was his favorite, a place he could loose himself, to forget about dreams he couldn't make real.
A muffled pain-filled cry caused him to pull away from one of the most talented kissers in existence to look around. A long-haired man was slowly sitting up on the floor wiping blood from his lip.
"You little bitch!" A portly man yelled as he stood over his victim, blocking the long-haired man from standing. The fat bastard grabbed a handful of the long silver hair and pulled his head back. "You're Janri's brother, I was sure you'd be able to do better than that. You nearly bit me you stupid fuck." The fat man growled and backhanded the younger man. Reno stood and told the guy he'd been kissing to get the manager. Walking over to the fat bastard, he caught his wrist as the man tried to strike his helpless victim again.
"Let go of me." The portly man hissed.
"You need to leave." Reno said calmly while giving the man a stern look.
"No. I still have forty five minutes with this little slut and I'm going to make them all count." The man sneered as he pulled harder on the silver hair in his hand. Reno heard the young man hiss and looked down into the dull lifeless eyes of the worker.
Squeezing the fat bastards wrist harder, Reno reached up and wrapped his hand around the fat mans neck, cutting off his air supply. "Listen here, asshole. I do not appreciate you ruining my evening in this fine place by your stupidity." Reno growled as the manager ran up to them with two bouncers in tow.
"Sir. Is everything alright?" Then manager asked.
"No. This fat fuck was smacking round one of your workers." Reno snarled as he squeezed the mans neck harder, smiling in his face as the bastards eyes bulged, and then Reno let go. The portly man dropped to the floor like a bag of potatoes, gasping for breath and rubbing his sore throat.
The manager turned to his bouncers and told them to remove the man from the building. The fat bastard began protesting as he was pulled up from the floor, saying he still had paid time.
"Sir, you have damaged our property, be grateful we do not do more than throw you out." The manager countered as a large man helped the silver haired worker from the floor.
Reno sighed as he turned for his coat, "Well looks like my night is ruined."
"Wait please." The manager called almost desperately, "Please sir. You are one of our best customers, I can not have you leaving with such a deplorable experience. I would be honored to offer you an hour in one of our private rooms with the worker of your choice."
Reno raised an eyebrow to that. An hour with the person of his choice? "Anyone huh?"
"Yes sir." The manager said with the smile of a natural salesman. Reno looked around, he had been serious about what he said. The sight of someone getting slapped around had always been such a turn off, it brought up painful memories that usually haunted him for hours. That said, he couldn't turn this down. If he did the manager would become suspicious of him, probably thinking he was a cop or something. Turning back to the man, Reno had a thought that could ease his mind.
"Very well. I accept." Reno said as he turned to the guy, "I choose the man the fat baster just smacked around. Get him cleaned up and send him to me." Reno said as he walked towards the private rooms. This was the least he could do. At least the silver-haired man could take it easy for an hour.
Loz was pissed as he helped his brother to the bathroom. Kadaj was still missing and every slimy bastard that had used Kadaj had demanded Yazoo as a substitute. Wiping the blood from his brothers stoic face, Loz felt his blood boil all the more. Yazoo was shutting down, he was loosing him and he didn't know what to do. Grinding his teeth, Loz gently laid his hands on his brothers cheeks, and rested his forehead on Yazoo's. "Brother, I feel you slipping away from me. Please don't leave me."
Loz watched the gated emotions manifesting in Yazoo's blue/green eyes, tears sprang free as Yazoo placed smaller hands over his, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry." A sob escaped Yazoo as he closed his eyes and held on to his brother, "I thought I would be stronger. I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. That's what I'm here for, to lean on when things are too rough." Loz said with a soft smile.
The door crashed open, interrupting them as the manager strutted into the bathroom. "Yazoo you have another client."
Loz let go of his brother and turned on the manager, "No he doesn't. He is done for the evening."
"How dare you." The manager hissed, glaring at Loz from his shorter height.
"I will take his place, or Itachi can find out one of his pieces of property was damaged today by your lack of attention." Loz said as he glared back, "Need I remind you who's ass you were fucking when you were supposed to be working."
The man paled at Itachi's name as his body began trembling from the prospect of having to deal with that lunatic. "Very well, but you will have to take on every request for both your brothers."
"Whatever." Loz said as he walked Yazoo to their room.
Reno sat on the large couch in the room with one foot propped on the low table and his head resting on the back of the couch. Inhaling deeply on his cigarette, Reno allowed the smoke a moment to help calm him before blowing it out. When the door to the room opened, Reno lifted his head to and watched a taller, more muscular version of the man he had protected walk in. The big man bowed, the action reminding Reno of someone else and sending a shiver of awareness down his spin. "I apologize but my brother, Ari, is unable to attend to you tonight. It would be an honor to take his place."
"Well hell." Reno said as he dropped his head back and waved the man in, "I only requested your brother to give him an hour to kick back. Didn't plan on doing anything."
"Is that so." The man said in a low voice, causing Reno to shiver. Did all larger men have the ability to drop their voices so freaking low.
Loz watched the red-head as he walked over to the couch. Sitting on the coffee table, Loz smiled. The man was trying to act relaxed but he was failing. Loz hadn't missed the look of shock as Reno had looked him over. Nor did he miss the shiver that the red head tried to suppress when Loz had spoken in a deep tone. Loz was good at reading people and this one had seen qualities in him that reminded the red head of someone else. A person, it seemed, the red head was attracted to. With a sly smile, Loz leaned back on his hands as he stared at Reno's reclined form.
"So what is your name?" The red head asked while taking a drag off his cigarette.
"Kai." Loz said. He and his brothers had been forced to take on different names when they signed the flesh deed, and he had been grateful for that. He never wanted people he had once known hearing his name in conjunction to this place. Now, however, he really wanted to tell this man his real name. Maybe it was because Reno had protected his brother, and maybe because he was going to give Yazoo an hour of time where he didn't have to be violated by sick men. Either way he felt respect for the red head sitting on the couch trying to 'just chat'.
Reno opened one of his eyes and looked at the large silver-haired man. "So Ari is your brother. Are you the one the fat bastard had been talking about?"
Loz frowned, "I don't know what your talking about."
"Sorry, the fat man that struck Ari said that he didn't preform like his brother. Was he talking about you?" The red head asked.
"No. That is my older brother." Loz answered, feeling a little anger over the fact the bastard had struck Yazoo for something so stupid.
"So three of ya work here?" Reno said raising his eyebrow, "I'm going out on a limb here and guessing it's not by choice." Loz nodded as he sat up and rested his arms on his knees. His anger was forgotten when Reno's breath hitched and blue eyes went to the opening in his button up shirt. The red head swallowed visibly then asked, "Would it be against the rules to know your real names?"
"Not sure, but since you were kind enough to step in for my brother I will tell you. I am Loz. My younger brother, the one you rescued, is Yazoo, and my missing brother is Kadaj." Loz answered honestly.
"Missing?" Reno asked trying to keep his eyes from straying to the opening in the pale-haired man's shirt. Damn he was built strong.
"Yes. Yesterday Itachi sent for him and he has yet to return." Loz answered, his voice full of concern for his brother. Reno wished he could say he knew what the man was going through, but not having siblings prevented him from comprehending the pain in Loz's eyes.
So he did the only thing he could, he sat up and patted the man's shoulder with a whispered "I'm sorry."
Loz watched as the man sat back on the couch, he was touched by Reno's actions. Taking a deep breath Loz decided he would thank this man properly for what he did today.
Reno sat with his eyes closed, smoking his cigarette and trying to ignore the man sitting on the coffee table. Though Loz was attractive, he was too close physically to the one he was pining for. That is why, when Reno came here, he always choose the men who least resembled his secret crush. Smiling to himself, Reno couldn't help but think of the dark skinned, bald partner he had fallen for.
When warm hands slid up the top of his thighs, Reno jumped. Sitting up with a startled yelp, Reno tried to crawl up on the cough, but Loz was on his knees between his legs with his strong arms draped over his thighs effectively holding him in place. "What ya doin'?" Reno gasped.
Loz smiled up at him, then in a low voice, said, "Showing you how I appreciate what you did for my brother tonight."
Reno shivered as the deep tones of Loz's voice washed over his nerves. "You don't have to." He replied with a squeaky tone. Shaking his head, Reno forced his voice to cooperate, "Really, it's fine. You don't owe me anything. This room was given to me free for ruining my... um... time." He finished lamely.
Loz couldn't help himself, he continued his path to the waist of Reno's pants. The jumpy way the red head was acting was cute, but Loz knew Reno was on the verge of giving in.
"Please." Reno whispered.
Loz kept his eyes on Reno's as he pushed up, bringing himself level with Reno's face. "I want you to pretend that the person I remind you of is here. That he is the one bringing you pleasure. This is my gift to you Reno. Please allow me."
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Loz watched the red head gasp for breath with his arms spread wide on the coffee table. Leaning down, Loz placed a gentle kiss at the place between Reno's collarbones. Reno reached up and stroked his hair causing Loz to look up in surprise. The blindfold was gone, and blue eyes looked up at him as Reno smiled. "Thank you."
Loz returned the red heads smile, "You're welcome."
Itachi lay on his bed panting as his lover laid on his back. Kisame's breath flowed over the back of his neck, gently stirring the fine hairs there. "Feel better now?"
Kisame laughed gently, "Much better."
Dropping on his back beside Itachi, Kisame fought to calm his thundering heart from his much needed release. The event with Sephiroth earlier had been nothing more than a tease for him, leaving him needing more to fill his carnal needs. Needs that Itachi was more than willing to fulfill. Once he could breath easy, Kisame turned to his raven-haired partner, "So, are you having fun playing your games?"
Itachi opened his obsidian eyes and smiled at the blue man, "Very much so."
"How much longer will you be playing this one before you move on?" Kisame asked as he pushed a stray hair over Itachi's ear.
"Not much longer. By the end of my game I plan to have everyone bent to my will." A sinister smile crossed his pale lovers lips.
"Do you have any fear things will not go as planned?" Kisame asked Itachi.
"None at all." Itachi answered honestly as he raised himself from the bed and crawled over Kisame. Leaning down he gently brushed his lips over Kisame's and whispered again, "None at all."
A/N: Thank you for reading.