It Never Happened With Me Before – Chapter 12

Disclaimer: I do not make money with this writing and all characters belonged to Square Enix.

Yazoo adjusted his goggles, aiming the laser pen straight to the small piece of metal in front of his eyes. He wanted to achieve perfection in linking any metal pieces, soldering them like Vincent's arm was done or as he imagined it was. He could not deny since that day when he touched the man, he grew a secret wish to see Vincent's full arm. In fact, his full body. Yazoo flinched on his chair. Somehow, he felt it was wrong thinking about Valentine on this way, though it weirdly kept coming on his mind. He missed the spot.

"Fuck!"

His colleague veered his eyes at him. Yazoo rarely cursed, always controlled and coldly polite to point of the others respect him in a way that bordered fear. He deep breathed, pushed away those thoughts, and focused on his work, trying again to link the tiny metal piece to an even thinner wire.

"Perfect."

Turning off his equipment, he took off his protective goggles and sighed veering his head to peak at his duties list. He finished for today, it was still early and he thought about Reno's invitation. He remembered about his kisses; the tobacco scent filling his nose, the taste of his mouth, the way his hands clutched to his hips, bringing them together in slow motion. It was good at the last time. Reno was stupid and rude not in the same order; sexy, laid-back, funny, clumsy and if Yazoo could use one word it would be confident even when he knew he would lose. Yazoo really believed on his qualities and he felt he liked Reno. It would not be a bad thing to have his first time with the man.

Their last and only dinner was with his family together. Yazoo smiled thinking in how sweet it was that night and rolled his eyes, standing up from his chair and turning off the lamp desk. He said goodnight for his colleague and followed to the locker room.

The doramas confirmed; it was a serious thing when the good guy introduced the good girl to his family. It meant compromise, somehow. "This won't be bad and I don't have to care about Loz's paranoia. Still, he did not tell me about Tifa. Moreover, I can fix my ignorance about sex."

Picking up his phone, he dialed to the redhead.

Reno finished his bath, mentally checking if all the prep were done according to the given instructions. He stopped in front of the dinner table; neatly fixed, wondering if Yazoo would prank him with a no show, though he had confirmed. That was the exciting thing about them, they would never know what to expect from each other. Reno could not attest if they would really chat, fight or have sex. Finishing dressing his t-shirt, he grinned when he heard the ringing of his bell. Before opening the door, he flipped his lighter to fix the last detail of the table. Chewing his lower lip, he opened the door. Yazoo was there, with those big cat eyes staring at him, unsure of giving the first step, hot as ever, hair still damp, smelling so good, jeans, black letter, a grey t-shirt. Cool. Reno smiled feeling a warm tingle, fun and scary on his chest.

"Hey welcome. Boots off please."

Reno had his red wet hair still dropping water on his shoulder; he was fresh, smelling at lavender shampoo. He looked like so young in that attire, jeans, and t-shirt. Yazoo smiled and took off his boots and coat; mentally thanking he had showered after work.

Then, the yellowish light coming from the left side of the apartment attracted his eyes.

Yazoo slowly entered the living and noticing the candles over the table, he veered his head at Reno. The redhead definitely was the one to surprise, enchanted and somewhat scary him on his carefree way to enjoy seduction. He was cheesy but his actions in the past few weeks disarmed Yazoo's previous judgments about him.

"Wow...that's...that's…"

"Awesome?"

Yazoo laughed covering his mouth; it was amazing in many ways. He walked towards the table, with a nice tray with spaghetti and meatballs above and many assorted cupcakes. Including those party hats for kids.

"Cupcakes? Hats? Where are the balloons?"

Reno could say Yazoo was happy, his eyes widened, he smiled open-mouthed. He got closer and Yazoo turned his head at him, those green big eyes inquiring him.

"It's part of our history, except the hats that came along with the cupcakes. That's actually fucking romantic you have to agree with me."

Yazoo downed his eyes and then looked again at him, getting closer and his long cold fingers willingly touched the tip of Reno's shoulder.

"I agree."

It was by far the kindest thing someone ever had done for him. Reno always had the power to push him out of his comfort zone, in rage at the past and in a feeling, he did not know how to classify yet, but that was good. On his way, Reno always praised him so much.

Reno stared at him with a mischievous grin on his face, that upturned one side of his mouth, making little dimples.

Yazoo touched the spot and then kissed his lips, slowly; all the times they had kissed were so tense. Not now, he wanted to savor Reno's mouth, making it last, feeling his hair tickling the side of his neck, while the man deepened their kiss and Yazoo entwined his fingers on his hair.

He wanted to feel Reno enlacing his waist and starting that slow rocking of hips against his groin.

"Thank you, Reno."

Reno huffed, giggling while kissing his neck in a clear sign of relief.

"I'm glad you liked...in fact, relieved."

"Why?"

"I wanted to get to know you, staying a while in a quiet, clean and comfortable place, especially alone with you. Oh, with plenty of food. Are you hungry?"

"Not really. I came here with no expectations for a dinner, but you surprised me."

"What were you expecting? I invited you for a dinner don't come on me with dirty thoughts, princess. I'm a gentleman."

Reno giggled staring at him with those lazy blue eyes and Yazoo smiled, touching his tattoos with his fingertips. "Yeah, I'm ready for sex I want him." Getting closer of Reno's face, Yazoo softly kissed his lips and then stared at him with a mischievous grin.

"So, I suppose that you don't want me to follow to the next step of your rule?"

Reno gasped and grinning he pulled Yazoo in a messy kiss, this time passionate and heated. They eagerly touched themselves, squeezing their body against each other, until they stumbled towards the couch.

Yazoo thought to himself that he would not stop Reno if he would open his pants. "That should be the feeling of 'get horny' that everyone talks about."

He would go daring too and let his instinct lead him in that situation. Tonight would be the night to end his miserable virginity.

They broke the kiss and stared at each other. Yazoo panting below him, flushed face, those lustful lips opened and Reno sighed. Yazoo caressed his face, pulling out some locks of red hair out of his eyes.

"Are you hungry we can have dinner if you want?"

Reno kissed his hand trying his best in not crossing his lover's boundaries.

"I told you I'm not. I want you, Reno."

Yazoo's deep voice purred on his ears, those huge eyes narrowed at him and it was just unbearably hot. Greater than he was expecting, Yazoo's effect on him was an instant boner formed on his pants.

"Humph, that's my effect on you?"

Yazoo smirked, feeling the bulge under his pants while straightening his body on the sofa.

"Don't get corky…C'mon here."

Reno pulled Yazoo's head kissing him furiously now.

"Fuck...get corky. You are so fucking hot."

Reno was in a frenzy, between kisses, licks, and bites on Yazoo's belly and chest. Yazoo went with the flow but he could not deny he was shaking from inside. "It will happen. I'm ok. I'm ready for this."

Then Reno stopped his caresses staring at Yazoo; he had a lost gaze on his face. Indeed, Yazoo was afraid of what he would do after clothes fell down.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah. Kiss me."

The way he looked at him and then averted his eyes, trying to hide his lack of experience was so hot that Reno closed his eyes squeezing his hand over the painful boner on his pants. He had dreamt so many times with that and finally, they were there.

He glided his hand over Yazoo's arms and shoulders kissing him passionately with a different feeling from his other lovers. The curiosity along with their past and the turnaround of events clearly made everything about them unique. It was just not a hooking up. It was hot, enticing, even romantic the way they had been teasing each other in the past few months on this flirtation game. "Can't believe I'll have the fuck of the century."

Like a bull in a China shop, Yazoo pulled out Reno's shirt, but with his clumsy maneuver, they fell out of the couch.

Smirking, Reno stood up helping Yazoo. The couch was not large enough for both men.

"Do you wanna come to the bedroom? But we don't need to do anything you don't want."

He really did not want to act as if sex was something implied on their encounter, but gosh, how he wanted it. Yazoo stared at him, thinking it was cute the way Reno pushed him to his bed but assured that he would respect his wishes. What a big bullshit.

"I'm not a prom girl Reno, I'm okay with sex."

Reno moaned biting his lower lip.

"You really do this on purpose don't you?"

"What?"

"This…"

Reno reached for Yazoo's hand and pulled it on his groin, palming the bulge over his pants. Yazoo gave him one of his glares, squeezing him and Reno cursed, closing his eyes.

"Bad boy…"

"Never lied about that."

Yazoo purred on his ears, teeth scraping the skin, softly kissing a path from his neck to his chin. They stared at each other; again, that thing about Yazoo's eyes kicked on Reno and he grabbed the young man by his nape, attacking his mouth while his hands skilfully opened their pants.

"Let's make it happen."

Yazoo would not back off this time and tried to relax, feeling Reno's tongue descending his kisses to his groin, dancing his pale fingers inside his pants, slightly pushing them down. Through half-lidded eyes Yazoo saw his underwear slipping down over his legs, he gasped in shame of being naked in front of another person. Although Reno probably had seen him naked before inside Shinra's labs. Somehow, it was not a comfortable thought. "Why in the hell I'm thinking about this?"

Yazoo closed his eyes thinking if it were going too fast or if it were just like the way gay people have sex. Reno felt Yazoo's muscles tensioned and lifting his body to meet his face, he stared at him.

"Are you ok? We can slow down."

"No. I'm fine."

Reno smiled at him and pulled out his pants and underwear, shining naked on Yazoo's sight causing his heart to beat faster. "I'll have sex. It's completely inevitable by now."

Reno's tattoos were several and sexy, it matched his pale skin. Hairless, different, red fur, lavender soap what he concluded he did not like it on the redhead's skin and lean ripped body. Sensual. It was weird, exciting and Yazoo could not find the right word to describe being naked with Reno. He touched his chest and belly most in curiosity than in desire, printing on his mind its consistency, the temperature, the softness of his skin above the hard muscles. Reno encouraged him and moaned when he reached for his member, stroking it with unsureness.

It was sticky, wet, and hard and he thought it was definitely unsanitary, he did not know if he would be able to give him a blowjob as seen in the porn movies.

"This is so amazing, you're so amazing, Yazoo."

"You are also handsome, Reno."

Reno mischievous smirked, tenderly pushed Yazoo's back on the couch, kissed his lips and lowered his head until his groin. Yazoo startled, wiggling in the sofa when he felt what the man's mouth was up to do. Obviously, he had never had a blowjob. It really seemed a caress very pleasant on the porn's movies. It was so new and oddly thrilling that he gave a laugher, making Reno stop to look at him.

"Don't you like it?"

Yazoo did not know what to answer but he was sure he should not be laughing at the act. Not that it was bad either. "Fuck, why I did this?"

"I do it's just…go on, please."

Reno sighed thinking that everything should be new for Yazoo. He did not believe yet it was actually Yazoo naked on his sight. So beautiful, so hot and he came back to his task. "Thankfully with an ordinary human dick." The tentacle thing still nagged on his mind. It was absurd Reno still pays attention to Rude's nonsense, though Yazoo came from Sephiroth's ribs not from Adam, as a matter of fact, or sort of it. "Why the fuck am I thinking about this now?"

From time to time, Reno's hair brushed over his groin, causing a tickling sensation that was making Yazoo had a hard time focusing on the pleasure of the act.

When Reno let go of his cock and slowly dragged himself over him, rocking their bellies together, he felt relieved to the point of letting out a gasp.

That part he truly enjoyed.

The warmth, the eyes on eyes and the closeness were better than the blowjob, at least for his taste.

He whimpered, with the frottage becoming faster and Reno squeezed his buttocks, raising his hips to get more friction.

"This is really nice."

Yazoo stared at Reno, he was face flushed and panting on his ear.

"It will get better, baby."

Then, came that part when Yazoo thought that something would enter him and he would probably not like it. "Oh my god, this won't be like in the movies."

Yazoo gasped and Reno probably thought it was from pleasure and tightened his grip on his buttocks, sliding his hands over his legs, opening them apart. The redhead brushed his fingers over his entrance and Yazoo placed his hand on Reno's shoulder. The closeness and pleasure he was feeling from minutes ago gave way to discomfort and shame. "No, oh no. Definitely, I don't want this."

As if they were fighting and not trying making love, Yazoo quickly flipped Reno onto his back and pushed him to the other side of the couch, spreading his legs wide and positioning himself on his middle. "No way will I let something enter on my ass."

It was unnecessarily rough and Reno whimpered, startled with the move. Yazoo glanced over Reno's body, somehow ashamed to run his eyes and actually see at the details of how it was another naked male, spread for sex. He stared at Reno's face, never averting his gaze from that, clueless of what he should do then.

Reno smirked at him and adjusting his body on the couch, he raised one leg, brushing his knee over Yazoo's abs. "Maybe he likes a little bit of roughness and is trying to show me."

Gaining strength and angle Reno pushed Yazoo backward, sitting on his lap with a smirk. He pressed hard his hips against Yazoo's one, clenching his ribs with his legs. "This is getting hot now."

In a dominance for finding a position that would not put him on the bottom risk, Yazoo grabbed Reno's legs trying to change him back.

Because of the wrong move from his part, and maybe excessive strength applied, they ended up bumping their foreheads with both men yelping.

"Ok, I got it Yazoo! I won't touch your royal ass."

Yazoo huffed and stared at him.

"Sorry for that but indeed my royal ass is not allowed."

They laughed at each other and Yazoo kissed him, this time, slowly pushing Reno's chest back the couch's arm.

"The rules do you remember?"

They laughed and Reno was surprised; after all, he was the one imagining being the alpha male topping the sassy princess.

"Naughty boy, adding your own rules…ok. I told you played well the rules."

Surely, it was not a problem, he would never push Yazoo out of him and if he wanted to top, ok, he would make him crave for his ass.

"Get the lube over there and the condom. Condoms if you want to reverse."

Yazoo did not understand the reference, but nodded at him and turned his body to look at the coffee table. It was implicit since the beginning they would have sex, only he did not notice it before.

Above the table, there was a small basket with Reno's kit. He glanced over Reno and thought about getting his virginity solved and then ran out of there. He would analyze later why he was thinking about run like a frightened little girl.

It was in the nature of any being over the planet. Sex. It was clear; Reno was achieving a fantasy, Yazoo was solving an unpleasant situation for a man on his age. It had everything to be perfect. So why he was not so effusive about it? He thought about a million times in how to solve it and now that he was on the verge of his accomplishment, he was not as happy as he thought he would be. He was anxious, tense and almost acting like a sociopath towards Reno. Even his psycho giggles from the past came back.

The first condom jumped from his sweaty hand and flew to another side of the coffee table followed by his eyes. Reno laughed and picking another condom, he dressed Yazoo properly while planting kisses on his belly. It was pleasant.

Then it was Reno's time of making a mess in preparing himself. Yazoo tried to avert his gaze but it would be weird, so he closed his eyes and stroked himself to keeping his member cheerful, grateful for not being the bottom one. He was so ashamed at seeing what the porn movies did not show, that he felt his face burning. The worst of all; he did not feel any wish to collaborate.

After clumsy attempts from both sides, they smirked at seeing all the pre-sex ritual done with faked relaxed faces at each other. Yazoo gulped and sighed, feeling Reno's hand caressing his face.

Reno was puzzled, he had fantasized this moment so many times and it was happening completely different from his wanders. He even thought about Rude's words saying that Yazoo could grow a tentacle. "What a bullshit."

They wanted sex, it was undeniable, but the imagined 'fuck of the century' was more to an 'edgy releasing' from both parts. He did not need to ask if Yazoo was a virgin because it was clear by his behavior. Despite that, Yazoo was there and it was happening. He was just ashamed.

Yazoo entered on him, softly guided by his hand, but soon after, it got painful. Again, the 'tentacle thing' crossed over his mind. "Shit. We should have moved to the bed."

Yazoo had the face of a teenager, red, gasping for air and selfish concentrating in what he was feeling as if Reno were a doll or those flashlight's toy. It nagged him because he had done the same at some point in his life with someone else and it was not cool. Really. He made a mental note to improve his skills, never do that again and tried to relax.

"Ouch! Smooth man, yeah like that."

"S-sorry…"

Yazoo gulped, truly sorry to have let himself gone in the experience of tight, but good warmth encasing his cock. Tight almost to an unbearable point but good when he moved. He read that vaginas were slickly but it was not the case, a huge amount of lubricant had to be used to ease the way and still, it was drier than he imagined. Then he pushed away that fought because he actually was inside the backdoor from another man. He also tried to focus on the newly sensations his body was giving him, but his strategic mind was blurred in concerns, shame and a little of disgust. "What a hell. Am I really gay? Stop thinking about this Yazoo and keep focus!"

Yazoo slowed down and tried to caress Reno as the man was doing with him.

However, he lost his balance trying to handle Reno's leg while touching his face, causing him to slide inwards.

The redhead squirmed, groaning and Yazoo guessed it was not in pleasure, because he also felt a painful tightness around his cock. "Oh, Mother how do I finish it soon? At least make it better?"

Yazoo stopped and pulled out completely.

"I'm sorry."

Reno tried to think it was hot, because they were enemies in the past, and they had fought, he met his family and Reno was lusting after him for so long. That should be an epic moment for them.

So, why it was not so good?

The sparkling hot tension from weeks seemed to vanish as if they were new acquaintances found in a random night. Maybe Yazoo was embarrassed to fail and Reno would assure him that he would not. It was not late to change their hooking up status from disaster to fantastic.

"Lay down on the couch."

"Did I hurt you?"

Reno pulled him closer and kissed those fleshy lips with a smile, caressing his face.

"Not really."

They changed positions, with Reno sitting over his lap he could sort of guide Yazoo to not rip him apart with his clear lack of experience. Reno could not blame him. He should have spent more time on the preliminaries than jumped straight into the sex.

Part of that going tense was his own anxiety. They slowed down. Maybe after a good first relief, the next round would be definitely controlled by him.

"Let's make it slowly baby…Yeah like that."

He swirled his hips, touching himself, watching Yazoo with half-lidded eyes at him, mouth parted and panting. It was getting better and Reno speeded up his rhythm. Now, he could actually feel Yazoo inside him, hitting the right spots, not only the pain of the first thrusts.

"Yeah, that's it...so good, baby."

He cheered too soon.

Yazoo carried away with the sudden improvement of their lovemaking, moved Reno onto his back. Their sweaty skin caused him to lose his balance again and the target position he wanted; ended up with an increase of Reno's compression around him.

Yazoo let out an incomprehensible grunt, trembling forwards while Reno cried out.

"Fuck!"

It was incredibly painful for Reno and the redhead would not be surprised if a thorny cock would get out of his ass.

Yazoo came, he had not and it was bashfully bad. "Fuck, it was my worst fuck in ages. How it could be? We had everything to make it happen, so why it did not? Fuck!"

Yazoo gasped for air, holding his weight on the couch's arm. "It's over…fuck."

Regaining his breathe he looked down at Reno. He did not know what to say and mentally thanked when Reno visibly irritated, pushed himself out, rubbing his wounded buttocks. Both men stared at each other, Reno's arousal not so cheerful anymore. Yazoo sat by his side, combing his hair with his fingers, feeling weirdly tired; truly wishing to curve himself in a ball and think about why he had not enjoyed sex as all the rest of the human kind did it. Nevertheless, as expected at any social interaction he had to share the play, which meant to also give Reno an orgasm.

He should put his mouth on Reno's dick or at least masturbate him but he was not feeling like it both options.

Approaching Reno, Yazoo smiled at him, gave him a chaste kiss on his lips and he was deciding himself to give him just a jerk off when the annoying buzz of cell phone rang. The redhead already pushing Yazoo's head towards his crotch stopped, with his hand on Yazoo's nape, who stood like a cat.

"Fuck I can't believe this!"

Reno shouted in an angry mood. Yazoo veered his head at him, pulling out the man's hand out of his neck with a frown. Secretly, he enjoyed the momentary pause; it would give him time to mentally preparing himself to say that he would not put his mouth where Reno wanted it to go.

"Don't answer and Reno, I don't feel like…"

However, the phone rang again, cutting Yazoo's speech along with Reno's cursing's. So many dirty words that Yazoo has never had heard before.

"They already reached me, princess. I can't believe that I have to leave you…"

"Oh."

Yazoo fought to hide the mental laugh he gave and not even bothered himself with Reno's annoying nickname for him. Reno angrily stood up out of the couch, taking his phone and pacing to the bathroom.

Yazoo heard the noise of the shower and then the slam of the door. In fact, it could not have come as better. "Thanks, Mother…Shit, what am I saying?"

Shaking his head thinking at the recent experience he looked at himself, naked, on Reno's sofa, still wearing the condom on his flaccid dick. A pathetic mess.

"Gross."

He stood up and looking at the table, he took a napkin and made an even bigger mess, the paper glued on his moisture skin and fingertips. Yazoo groaned feeling disgusted and he really did not want to have a shower with Reno. It would certainly lead to other acts, which he had no intention to do. At least not tonight. The youth veered his read looking for his clothes, scattered around the sofa and went to the kitchen's sink. Yazoo shook his head, frowning in disgust thinking where that condom had been, clumsily pulling it out, and cleaned himself in the best way he could. After dressing his clothes Yazoo looked around the place what he barely had done since he entered in Reno's apartment. It was a small but nice apartment, with a balcony, but it did not feel like a home. It was more like if it was Reno's room extension from his mommy's house.

"Humph. Spoiled brat."

Reaching for his keys, he sat again on the couch. He heard his stomach complaining and glanced over the table. It would be extremely impolite get out without taking leave on Reno and so he would wait while enjoying the food. Some minutes passed and Reno emerged in the living room, suited with his electric rod in hands. He totally changed his posture and now he was the feared Turk. Yazoo smiled at him, mouth full with cake and in a certain way; he thought the redhead was hotter in that way. Reno placed the rod in the corner of the wall and sat by Yazoo's side in the table.

"I'm so sorry... please stay the night. It's late and I will love to come home and see you."

Yazoo smiled at him already on the second cupcake but eyeing with greedy at the tray full of spaghetti and meatballs, cold by now.

"You can say it Reno…We're better fighting, hun?"

Reno came closer; his face seemed oddly embarrassed for his temper. Yazoo lowered his eyes, finishing his cupcake and cleaned his mouth with a napkin.

"Why don't you give us a chance and sleep here?"

"I rather go to my home. We'll rain check, I promise. I guess we deserved another chance."

Then Reno's usual smirk came along and it somehow relaxed the ambiance. Yazoo giggled covering his eyes and sighed, while Reno gave him a smooch on the lips.

"I'm so sorry Reno…it was really weird."

"I guess we're both tense. We need another try, with another mood, no tension, without Shinra interrupting us. What do you say about breakfast? Please stay, I won't take long with this and this weekend I'll have to travel. I don't know how long it'll take to see you again."

Yazoo stared at him and caressed his tattoos and Reno took his hand kissing his fingertips.

"We deserve another try but not tonight. I have a lot to process. Can you understand me?"

Reno nodded his head pouting like a child, but his reward was Yazoo kissing his lips.

"Don't make that face it does not looks nice in a man on your age. I told you before."

Reno chuckled, still whispering between kisses for him to stay but in the end, they left the apartment together. Reno packed the leftovers from their untouched dinner for Yazoo and he still had time to toy him pulling the pinky paper hat on his head. While Yazoo would climb downstairs Reno had to climb up to the last floor, but when they were to part ways, Reno grabbed him by his waist, pulling Yazoo's face close at him.

"I'll call you as soon I can get rid of this. Maybe we can meet before I travel, right?"

Yazoo stared at him nodding his head with a smirk.

"Okay. See you, Reno."

They kissed once again.

Yazoo was still in the parking lot, mounting on his bike when he raised his head and saw the black Shinra's helicopter flying out of the rooftop.

He shook his head thinking he was really going mad in having an affair with a Turk and looking at the brown bag on his hand, he gave a loud giggle. A psycho's one.

"Who in the hell fucks for the first time and leaves with a brown bag? Oh, fuck, I'm doomed."

As soon he came home, he ran to his shower and later, cozy laid on his bed he wondered if passion, love, and those heated feelings were just rubbish things only suited for making doramas' material. Real life was not like that, not like his romantically stupid doramas or the faked pleasure from porn movies. It was an odd intersection between them. However, it was worthy of defied the opportunities and get rid of his nagging virginity. He was still processing what it was having sex for the first time. Reno was the cheerful one, always talking about the fuck of the century. Yazoo had no idea of what sex was anyways, so as a very good pessimist, he did not have expectations, but it went worse than even he had expected. He mentally played as a short cut the scenes from his life with Reno since the Advent until tonight. He gave another giggle imagining if Kadaj was alive what he would saHe mentally passed like a movie the scenes from his interaction with Reno since the Advent until tonight. He gave another giggle imagining if Kadaj were alive what he would say about all of this.

"Reno will be forever my first kiss and my first sex. Oh, Mother…."

Sighing, Yazoo turned off his lamp and pulled the covers up, closing his eyes. Bad or not, sex crashed him out.