Chapter 17
I hope ya'll haven't forgotten about me or this story!
OMG I have been working on this chapter for nearly 2 months now! I'm sorry that this came late, but I wanted this chapter to be perfect; I envisioned this turning out a certain way as there are some important key elements I wanted to make sure were there. And I'm very happy with the outcome!
Disclaimer: Ya'll should know the drill – I only own Amalia and other OC's, as sad as that is.
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People, trees, plants and animals were all swept behind her vision; she saw nothing, felt nothing, and cried tears as they fell, one by one. Amalia sat astride Shiva, her fingers gripping the handle bars so tightly, she didn't even fear if her knuckles would break. The air blew straight towards her, the stinging seared her eyes, but the female could only concentrate on the road ahead of her. She had sped through Edge and away from all its inhabitants and all the bullshit she left behind. Tears had coursed down her cheeks as she left the city, but the further she had traveled, her tears had ceased and her sorrow turned to anger.
She was angry at the Turks.
She was angry Rufus Shinra.
But most of all, she was furious at Reno.
As the sound of his name echoed within her thoughts, Amalia winced as she closed her eyes, the pain from his betrayal still fresh and raw in her mind. Did he actually betray me though…? Amalia's thoughts wondered as she questioned what had happened at the Shinra Headquarters. All the members had kept the secret that someone had been after her. Not Cloud, or other members of the once group AVALANCHE, but her. "Why on all that is Gaia would they keep this a secret from me?!" she screamed to the heavens. Amalia drove into the echo that was her voice as she continued to push the speedometer on her bike. She wanted to escape; in that moment, all she wanted to do was run away.
But then it occurred to her.
Would that really be the smartest action to take? Leaving behind all my problems just because of what happened? Sure, the Turks and the President hid this information behind my back for several months and neglected to tell me that there was someone out there who was possibly trying to kill me, but is what they did truly all that bad?
Shaking her head, Amalia could feel the burn of more tears escape from her glistening eyes. She couldn't decide what was right, and what was wrong; it was as if her head and her heart were internally battling against the other. Gritting her teeth, the ex-wanna-be SOLDIER could feel her power strengthening from the Mako deep within the makeup of her body. Breathing in deeply, she attempted to forget what had driven her away from Edge and focused on slowing her breathing, and releasing any tension she felt. Her arms relaxed, her jaw unclenched, and her shoulders slumped. Several moments passed before she decided to look around towards the surrounding area. Straightening as much as she could on Shiva, Amalia realized she had driven all the way to the Chocobo Farm; though, in all actuality, she subconsciously knew she was headed in this direction the entire time. Gently releasing the accelerator, Amalia dropped in speed as she closed in on the one place that always made her feel giddy; despite all the negative experiences she'd gone through, Chocobos always brought a smile to her face.
Parking her bike several miles away, Amalia could still see the Chocobo Farm from her location, but the aching wrenching her insides forced Amalia to lean her head onto the handlebars. Her breathing quickened, her eyes shut tight, but there was nothing she could do as the dam burst, the waterworks quickly overrun her senses. Amalia couldn't see, couldn't hear, and couldn't feel a thing. Hiding her face in her hands, Amalia screamed; heart-wrenching sobs escaped her mouth as a river of tears coursed from her closed eyes. All she could do was weep from the pain coursing through her veins; but if anything, she was also weeping for her confusion. The anger she felt towards Reno was hot and true, and she firmly believed that she had every right to hold her frustration against him. Her confusion stemmed from Reno's feelings that he had for her.
Did he not trust me enough to know about this?
I fought against Sephiroth and nearly died by his hands…why is this situation any different?
Doesn't…doesn't Reno love me…?
Thought after thought coursed through her mind, but Amalia only processed the one that mattered, whether he still loved her or not. Raising her head, the ex-SOLDIER wiped the remaining tears on her cheeks, but surrendered when her eyes decided to produce more involuntarily. It had only been about ten minutes, but her eyes were puffy; nothing had cut Amalia deeper than the last words Reno had spoken to her. Thinking back, she could remember his expression as he had said: "Why do I even bother – you'll never understand! You're just a fearful little girl who hides from her fears instead of facing them like the soldier you claim to be!"
His words held so much pain, and it made Amalia question if Reno had thought this of her throughout the entire relationship. Just the thought made Amalia cover her face once more as several hiccups escaped her mouth. The beating of her heart forced the female to attempt in calming down; but she didn't know how. The pain burning deep within was a mixture of what she had discovered, what Reno had said, but also, the fear she still had that Reno would leave her at any moment. Deep within her heart, Amalia knew that Reno loved her; but she had never been with another man before, both romantically, emotionally, or sexually.
Shaking her head, Amalia had to stop thinking of such nonsense! All the fears she held within herself were scrambling around; she was having difficulty understanding the emotions currently raging war within her, let alone those from the past that wouldn't let her be. I just want Reno…she thought. Blinking, Amalia suddenly remembered two year ago when the "Reunion" occurred and Sephiroth was brought back. Grasping the side of her head, she remembered what it was like when she learned that Kadaj and his brothers had attacked Reno and Rude at Healen while they were protecting the President.
She widened her eyes.
The moment she had gotten that call several years ago, she had been deathly afraid; afraid because there had been nothing she could do to prevent the attack, and afraid that she would have lost Reno without even being by his side. Straightening her back on the bike, Amalia wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly realizing that she had felt the same way. During the Deepground attack, with Kadaj and his gang, and during the Sephiroth crisis before she had even known that she was in love with the red-headed Turk, the female knew that she could never live her life without the red-head by her side.
Raising a hand to her lips, Amalia whispered, "I've been in the same situation." With the dawning of her epiphany, Amalia smiled as a crystal tear slid down one cheek. Brushing the tear away, she couldn't restrain herself from knowing that, during all the time that she had known Reno – before and during their relationship – she would have done anything if it meant protecting Reno from harm. She cried herself to sleep the day Shinra Headquarters was attacked by Weapon and the building collapsed upon itself. She had honestly believed that Reno had been in the building with the President, but the day she had gotten his call several weeks later, it had been life changing.
Closing her eyes, she said, "Reno's been trying to protect me all this time; just like I would do for him."
In that moment, Amalia understood the reasoning behind all the secrecy the Turks had undergone for the past seven months. Of course, they had all stated this afternoon that it had been for her. Being caught up in rage due to their secrecy, she was blinded to logic and reason. She didn't want to believe them, all she could feel was betrayal. As if a new light had dawned, Amalia could see their reasoning, and was very grateful for it.
Taking a moment to sit in the afterglow of her thinking, Amalia failed to notice the storm clouds rolling in from the south. A clash of thunder could be heard in the distance, and Amalia turned her attention to the sky. The sun was now hidden behind black, ominous storm clouds; lightening burst forth and thunder accompanied the rage. Glancing towards the Chocobo Farm, she could see Billy working fast to hurriedly move all the chocobos into the barn. Quickly, Amalia turned her keys in the ignition and raced towards the farm to help her old friend before the storm decided to hit.
Dust swirled behind her as she neared the farm, but the closer she got, the thunder grew louder in her ears. She had just stopped her bike along the fence as the rain began to fall. Small droplets fell onto her face as she looked into the sky; she sun was no longer in sight and Amalia wondered how long the storm would last. Running towards Billy, Amalia waved to get his attention, and it took the boy several minutes before he realized who was standing before him.
"Amalia, my good ol' friend! What're you doing here?"
She hated to lie, but she didn't want to go into details. With tears still making their course down her cheeks, Amalia was happy that the rain was beginning to fall at a steady pace, she asked, "I was in the area out for a drive and noticed the storm was coming in. Is there anything I can help with…?"
~ oOo ~
Rain pelted the windshield of the helicopter and it showered harder the farther south the two-team Turks traveled; Reno was operating the complex machine while Rude was scanning the area, looking for any sign of his friend. Immediately after Reno suggested they ready the chopper, all the Turks were put into motion as they began using all available equipment within the Headquarters building to locate Amalia. As Reno and Rude left Edge, neither one had spoken to the other; Reno knew what his partner was thinking, because the same thoughts were coursing through the red-head's own mind.
It had been over an hour since they left Edge before the somber of the two eventually spoke.
"Reno." Perking his ears through the headphones he wore, Reno glanced over at his partner who had been staring him down. The red-head knew he was in for a beating, but he knowingly deserved it, and ultimately, was seeking it. In their silence, the Turk had internally beat himself up for the circumstance of what occurred at Headquarters – and of his last words to Amalia. Taking his glance as cue, Rude said, "What're you gonna do once we locate Amalia?"
Sighing, Reno looked out the window closest to him, but all he saw was endless hills and grass. "Rude, I…" Growling, Reno had to withhold the sudden anger at himself so he wouldn't do anything rash as he manipulated the device that held them thousands of feet in the air. "Partner I don't know… And before you say anything, yes I know I need to apologize." Stealing a glance at Rude, Reno's partner held a smug look across his face.
"Do you honestly think an apology will do you any justice?"
Reno growled again, more at himself than his partner. "I don't know man…"
"Well you better fucking figure it out, because we're nearing the Chocobo Farm."
Looking through the windshield, Reno noticed that his partner was correct because in the distance, the pilot could make out their destination. Flying the helicopter in silence, Reno couldn't help but ponder what would happen once he finally found Amalia. What was she thinking in that exact moment? Was she crying? Was she more furious than upset, or the other way around? Does she want to end our relationship? Was the one thought that continued to plague Reno's mind.
Nearing the farm, Reno maneuvered the helicopter close enough to the farm and at that moment, the rain was now pouring down in sheets. As they exited the vehicle, both Turks ran towards the main house and urgently knocked on the door. As they heard footsteps coming their way towards the door, Reno looked down and noticed how there were other sets of footprints; narrowing his eyes, the Turk could tell that one set looked feminine.
When the door opened, Billy was on the other side and he immediately noticed the Turks and his body tensed in suspicion. "C-can I help…you?" Narrowing his eyes, Billy suddenly recognized the man standing before. "Wait a sec…you're Reno, aren't you? Dating Amalia, correct?"
"Yes, sir. We're looking for Amalia…is she here? Has she stopped by at all?"
Blinking, Billy nodded slowly, confusion setting in. "Yes, she was here a while ago…"
Pressing forward into the entryway, Reno word's erupted quicker from his mouth than his thoughts could form in his head. "She seriously was here? When? Where did she go? When did she leave? Tell me!"
"Hey there, relax!" Billy held his hands up in defense. "As soon as the rain started she suddenly appeared, stating she was in the area and asked to help put the chocobos in the barn. Once the task was done, she excused herself and rode off on her bike. She sped off on her bike was more like it…" He muttered the last part of his statement.
"Please…tell me how long ago that was? What direction?" Reno was desperate; he would do anything if it meant finding where Amalia was and apologizing. But with Rude's words in the back of his mind, the Turk knew that a simple apology wouldn't be enough.
"Uh…she was headed east. She left maybe five…ten minutes ago?"
"That's it?! Rude! Let's go!" Running back towards the helicopter, Reno thanked Billy over his shoulder as he entered the machine with Rude in tow. Headgear in place and face clear of rain drops, the two once again lifted into the air as their pursuit continued in search of Amalia.
The silence between the Turks was deafening and was tearing Reno apart; internally he could not escape the words he had said to the person he loved most – and who loved him most. He was deathly afraid that Amalia would not take him back. Gripping the handle tightly within his hands, Reno vowed right then and there – several thousand feet in the sky – that he would do whatever it took to gain Amalia's forgiveness.
The farther couth they flew, the slower time seemed to pass. As he focused his attention on the particulars of flying a helicopter, Amalia was the only aspect of Reno's thoughts that he processed. He saw her smile, the way her hair flowed as she drove Shiva, her laugh, the curves that had formed after years of wielding a sword and fighting for the justice she believed in. She was everywhere around the Turk, and in that moment, Reno suddenly realized how much his life revolved around Amalia. Despite how they had been in a relationship for four years, Reno didn't understand until that particular moment that Amalia was his life, his blood, and the reason he continued to live each and every day. She was his reason for living and he respected everything she had given him.
"Oh fuck…I am such a dumbass…" The red-head muttered out loud. Though the statement didn't go unheard, as Rude snickered in the next seat over.
"So, you just realized that?"
"No…Rude I've known this entire time how much of a jackass I was…and there are other names that could be used to describe my stupidity…"
"Tch, I could stand to hear a few of those."
Looking over at his partner, Reno's façade was stern as he narrowed his eyes. "Look, I get that you're mad at me for what happened and what I said, but – "
"Then why did you say that to her, Reno?"
Groaning and running a hand through the short layers of his hair, Reno held no answer to his partner's question. Why, in all holy that is Gaia, would he say such words to her? Did he subconsciously think that she was weak? Did he really see her as someone who never stood up for herself? Gritting his teeth, deep down Reno knew there was a small part of him that she didn't protect herself, especially from the onslaught of others. When they first started their relationship, Amalia had expressed to Reno one night that she didn't feel that the people who claimed were her friends really understood her as an individual; especially after Meteor attempted to fall several years ago. He understood that too and as he had seen that firsthand; especially the day the two traveled to Seventh Heaven and was bombarded by everybody because of their relationship.
I regret it all. I should never had said those words; Amalia deserves better and I know that. I…I don't even know why I said that. Am I upset at myself that she discovered our secrets without my knowing? Or did I let my fear of losing her come out as anger towards her?
"Reno! I see Amalia, twelve o'clock!"
Jerking his head in Rude's direction, Reno followed his eyesight. It took the Turk a few moments, but once his vision was focused in where Rude was pointing, the red-head could clearly see Amalia sitting near the edge of the cliff overlooking the ocean. She had driven from Edge to the Chocobo Farm, then managed to make it towards the ocean while battling the storm that had settled in. Sighing, Reno could barely contain the smile that graced his lips as he maneuvered the helicopter to land, taking into account the force of the wind that had gradually increased when they had left the farm.
As the chopper landed safely on the ground and the deadly blades gradually ceased its speed, Reno's hand reached towards the door handle before Rude reached out and pulled him back into place. Looking into his partner's face, Rude pulled his sunglasses down towards the bridge of his nose so their eyes stared straight into each other. Taking a deep breath, the usually silent Turk stated, "You go out there and apologize; do everything you can to ensure that she understands why we did what we did. She doesn't have to accept your apology but remind her how much you love her."
Eyes slightly wide, Reno nodded his head, but had to ask, "I think those are the most words you've said at once in one sitting."
Smirking, Rude pulled his hand away and straightened. "You have Amalia to thank for that." Raising an eyebrow, Reno opened his mouth once more, but Rude wouldn't let him speak. "She's given me the confidence to feel more comfortable in speaking my thoughts. That's why I'm so pissed at you, Reno." Rude pulled his glasses back into place and looked through the windshield. From his position, he could see Amalia near the cliff, her back towards them, but he knew she knew they were there. "Reno…I don't need to tell you that Amalia is a very special woman. There are certain aspects of her life that she may be weak against but…aren't we all weak at something?"
Reno nodded his head and followed Rude's gaze as it fell upon Amalia. It was only her back that he could see, but his heart still fluttered. The red-head took a deep breath and finally opened the latch on the door, stepping out into the still pouring rain. As the weather crashed against his skin, Reno froze; the water was bitter cold and as it mixed with the wind, his teeth were clattering within seconds. How on earth Amalia had been in this weather longer than he, Reno had no idea. No…it's because she's so strong willed. She has the strongest determination of anyone I know.
Walking in her direction, his blood ran colder than the rain drilling into his body and his heart refused to stop; it had become a ticking time bomb, and he was unsure what would happen once he approached Amalia. But this was something he had to do. Overall, the Turk had fucked up and he knew that. Deep down, Reno knew that this was his only chance at redemption. Amalia was a person who wasn't one to put up with anyone's shit; if you messed with her for the wrong reasons, she made sure to put that person in their place.
Hell, that's what she did to me all those years ago when we were once enemies. And now look at us. Amalia is the only woman I have ever loved in my life…and she will be the only women I love for the rest of my life.
As he neared her position, the soaking grass turned to gravel as he neared the cliff. The Turk could hear the crashing of the waves several hundred feet at the bottom of the cliff and wondered why Amalia chose this location instead of staying at the farm where there was safety from the current onslaught of the raging storm. With mere feet between them, Reno stopped; his soaked hair clung to his skin and he had to wipe red strands away from his eyes in order to have a clear vision. From his standpoint, Reno could tell that Amalia was soaked to the bone; she was shivering and had her arms wrapped around her midsection. But she continued to overlook the ocean.
As he opened his mouth to utter anything, he was beaten to the punchline.
"I know you're here, Reno."
Blinking, the Turk was unaware she knew of his presence and was about to step forward, Amalia stood to her feet. Turning towards the red-head, her facial expression was neutral and stoic; Reno couldn't tell if that was due to the weather, or their spat that occurred earlier that day. She blinked several times, expecting the Turk to say something, but when nothing came, she blurted the first sentence that appeared on the tip of her tongue. "What're you doing here, Reno?" She didn't even look at his face.
"Amalia…I…" Dropping his head to the ground, the pounding of the rain was the only sound within the conundrum of their silence. Taking a small step forward, he noticed that Amalia stood her ground.
"Why, Reno? Why would you say something like that?" Raising his head, Reno was taken back when he could see tears course down her cheeks; even through the rain, the red-head still knew facial expressions, despite how well she attempted to hide them.
Clenching her fists, Amalia gritted her teeth. In the time she had been alone, Amalia had come to terms with the reason the Turks and the President kept the entire charade a secret. But what she had the right to gain knowledge of Reno's words; in four years, he had never said anything so harsh before, and she deserved to know if that's what he truly thought of her. When he didn't say anything, she yelled, her voice overpowering the storm, "Why, Reno?! Tell me!"
Flinching, Reno expected her to be furious; but at the moment, he felt disgusting and hated himself for what he had put her through. Amalia was an individual who trusted others with her whole heart and believed in whatever was said. She truly believed that people had goodness in their hearts, but Reno felt this was her downfall sometimes. She let people walk all over her and had seen on numerous occasions. And due to that, she had suffered, both physically and emotionally since the time that he had known her, and most likely since before she and her brother decided to join Shinra.
He couldn't lift his face. Reno knew he had an answer, but when he formulated how to express his thoughts into words, his heart stated that it wasn't the truth. He was so afraid. Afraid of Amalia getting hurt, of someone touching her inappropriately, of him failing…
Widening his eyes, Reno looked upwards and noticed that the female in question had taken a few steps forward. "Answer me!"
"Because I'm weak!"
His words echoed across the terrain, through the pouring rain, and over the cascading waves down beneath the staggering cliff. Reno hadn't meant for his words to sound the same as when they were back at Headquarters, but the tone was directed towards him, not Amalia. He hung his head once more. "Because I'm weak…"
"Why do you say that, Reno…?"
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Reno forced himself to speak; not because he didn't want to explain himself, but because he was fearful Amalia would agree. "Amalia…I said those words to you earlier because I'm afraid that I'm too weak to watch over and protect you. I was so angry at myself that you discovered the secret we had…" Turning his attention towards her, the red-head could tell that she had a new onslaught of tears washing down her face. "…and I took it out on you. Amalia…please…forgive me…" Reno hung his head low, feeling that he no longer had the right to look upon such a beautiful face.
As Reno stared at the muddied ground, Amalia held her focus on the man she loved with all her heart. As soon as he had said it was because he was weak, it all clicked. She didn't understand how she understood the entirety of it all, but upon looking at Reno, Amalia could tell that what he was saying was the truth. Even after four years…there are still some things that we don't know about each other. The thought should have brought fear within the depths of her stomach, but she smiled at the idea that there were still unknowns of Reno that she hadn't discovered.
Not understanding his next moves, Reno dropped onto his knees and placed a hand on each thigh. Without looking up towards Amalia, Reno whispered, "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry Amalia…"
The rain continued to bite his skin, but the red-head was ignoring the numbness crawling across his body. He was here for a reason and wasn't going to give up this chance to apologize for earlier. He knew he had been in the wrong and realized that he was taking his stress out on the woman he was trying to protect. Amalia means the world to me. The day I expressed to Amalia that I loved her was the day I made a promise to myself; I promised that I would never, ever allow anyone to harm her. And that included myself.
It seems that I broke that promise.
Without thinking about her next step, Amalia closed the gap between the two and fell to her knees, arms tightly wrapping around Reno's shoulders and pulled him close to her soaked chest. With a skip of his heartbeat, Reno automatically enwrapped his arms around Amalia and held her just as close; her face tucked into the crook of his neck as he pressed a gentle kiss against her temple. "Amalia…" he breathed. "I am so…so unbelievably sorry!"
She tightened her grip on Reno and held on for dear life; never wanting to let go of the man who held her heart in his strong hands.
~ oOo ~
With keys in hand, Reno opened the door for Amalia as they each stepped inside; each had their arms wrapped around themselves, soaked to the bone and shivering. She merely stood by the door, unsure of what she wanted to do. Reno peered at her as he turned his head, noticing her hesitancy.
Before they decided to head home, the couple spent a few minutes discussing their apologies and Amalia expressed how she understood. Reno pressed for answers, questions how and what she understood, but Amalia wouldn't release her secrets. They simply held each other as the rain continue to pound against their ears, becoming deafening as the pressure increased with the storm beginning to rage its wrath. The Turk messaged Rude his instructions, in which the red-head's partner took off in the helicopter and headed back towards Edge. Reno instructed him to speak with Rufus and state they found Amalia – and that Reno was not going back to the office until tomorrow. With minimal conversation – as they couple was on mutual understanding – rode Shiva back towards Edge, all the way Amalia hugging Reno from behind, and never letting go.
Now, nearly thirty minutes later – mainly due to Reno speeding faster on the way home than Amalia had sped off – they stood near their front door, questioning where they stood at that point. Looking up into Reno's face, as droplets glistened from his skin, Amalia's heartbeat quickened, and the words she had originally formed were lost on her tongue. Her love never faltered, despite what occurred between the two that day, but the female realized that she was in love with him more – if that was even possible. Heat rose to her cheeks, causing the skin on her dimples to turn a dark pink, which did not go unnoticed by a certain red-head. Gently grabbing her hand, Reno led the two upstairs towards their bedroom, his voice reached her ears as he quickly explained. "You were in the rain longer than me. You need to take a hot shower and warm yourself up."
Amalia merely nodded, knowing that he was right.
Once in their bedroom, Reno left Amalia in the room as he walked out; walking into the bathroom, she turned the shower onto a decent temperature that would warm herself, but not burn her to a crisp. She had just taken off her soaked clothes and dropped them into a heap on the tile floor when Reno stepped inside, two towels in hand. Stopping in the doorway, it was Reno's turn for his cheeks to burn as he witnessed Amalia's nakedness. The negative emotions she held inside earlier had since dissipated and in that moment, Amalia wanted nothing more than to feel close to the man she loved with all her being.
Extending her hand towards Reno, she spoke softly as she asked, "You're just as soaked…Will you join me?" She smiled in his direction as he nodded, hanging the towels on the rack near the shower. Stepping inside as Reno removed his Turk outfit, Amalia released a contented sigh as the heat of the water relaxed any and all cramped muscles. Letting her head hang under the pressure of the water, Amalia sighed as the warmth was just what she needed. A pair of arms snaked around her waist and she pulled her head backwards into Reno's chest. Leaning forward, the red-head kissed her temple, the water soaking his skin as he too, sighed in comfort.
"Amalia…" Reno said quietly. Amalia hummed in question, wanting to know what he had to say. "I know we've come to an understanding already but, please let me say this." Turning around in his arms, Amalia placed her hands upon his chest as Reno locked his arms around her back. Looking deep into her mix-matched eyes, Reno explained, "I am still so sorry over everything that happened this morning. I…you must know that I wanted to explain everything to you from the get-go. It was agreed upon by others that until we had more info on this ordeal that it was better to keep you in the dark. I never wanted you to learn any of this this way…"
"Shhh…" Amalia placed her finger against his lips silence his statement. She understood; granted, a piece of her heart was still utterly confused and had no idea what to think about it all, but Amalia knew Reno was telling the truth. Looking back on earlier that morning, she knew all along that everything Reno had said in their "outburst" that he did tell the truth; she was shocked by learning everything that she needed to escape. That, and what Reno had said to her at the end didn't help that matter at all.
Kissing the top of her head, Reno slowly trailed his lips down the side of Amalia's face until he eventually landed on her lips. Gently grasping her chin, he tilted it upwards as their lips met full on. He kissed her gently, but poured everything he had as they moved their lips as one. Occasionally, one would release a quiet moan, which heated their session the more they prolonged it. Several moments past before either one pulled away; they looked into each other's eyes before Amalia finally spoke.
"I need you, Reno."
Raising an eyebrow, the red-head knew what she meant in that moment, but, being the pervert that he was, he needed to hear her speak it for herself. Noticing his intent, Amalia would feel her cheeks burn as she tilted her head to the side, feeling embarrassed in a way she hadn't felt since their lovemaking had begun. Narrowing her eyes, she stared up at Reno and demanded, "Reno, I need to feel your body against mine. I want you to give me the greatest pleasure you can."
Grinning, Reno leaned his mouth near her ear and lowly stated, as his hot breath swept against her cool skin, "Anything for you, my angel." Gently kissing her earlobe, Amalia sucked in her breath, not expecting Reno to begin while they were in the shower. His lips stayed on her ear for a few seconds, traveled down her cheek and landed in the crevice of her neck where a sensitive spot lay. His lips tortured her skin, Amalia releasing squeaks and moans and Reno's hands ventured over her slippery skin. One hand tightened a grip on her hip while the other glided across her chest, seeking one of her taught nipples. Reaching his destination, Reno pulled the nipple with his fingers, causing Amalia to pull back, looking directly into his eyes.
"Sensitive…?" he asked; she merely nodded, but a small smile graced her lips. "Don't worry angel, I'll make it worth your while." Before his hand could grasp her breast once more, Amalia snuck a hand between them and reached for Reno's member. Her fingers barely touched his head before Reno retracted his pelvis from her reach and smiled in her direction. Shaking his head, the red-head turned Amalia's body around until her back was against his chest; one hand headed straight for her hardened nipples while the other trailed against her stomach. "I don't think so, angel. This will be about you, sweetheart."
Amalia leaned her head backwards against Reno's shoulder; the warming sensation of the water mixed with her lover's hands and fingers caused her body to shudder in anticipation. A moan escaped her lips and the red-head's lips attacked the sensitive spot just below her ear, all the while his spare hand gently swayed across her abdomen. She was losing herself in all the sensations she was experiencing that she barely noticed Reno's hand traveling down her body until he met the soft curls that lay at the apex of her thighs. The female opened her eyes as Reno sunk his fingers into her heat, a moan escaping from his lips as the feeling of her womanhood.
"Reno…" Amalia gasped as her lover lackadaisically rubbed his forefinger against her clit, causing her heartbeat to increase. With his lips on her neck, one hand massaging her breast and the other increasing his speed within his womanhood, Amalia was all feels, moans and sighs. Sure. he had treated her body like a goddess since they became intimate several weeks prior, and he had always loved to ensure that she experienced the same amount of pleasure that he did, but Amalia was sensing Reno was displaying his ability to pleasure her body, but the love he held for her.
But the moment Reno slipped two of his fingers into her heated depth, Amalia shot her eyes open and turned to head to see Reno looking down upon her, a soft kiss landing on her temple. His name left her lips several times; her breath hot and moist, pleasure rising within the depth of abdomen as Reno thrusted his fingers in and out. A moan escaped from Reno as he said, "Oh Amalia…you're so wet for me baby." She nodded in response. Pushing his thumb onto her clit, Amalia cried out as the pressure built as Reno's fingers prodded her soaked opening. Amalia sighed, her moans echoing throughout the bathroom, and most likely, the rest of their apartment. She attempted to keep her eyes fixed on Reno as he stared into her face, but as her pleasure gradually increased, she realized that her eyes refused to stay open.
The sensations coursing through her womanhood were thrilling and Amalia loved every second of it. Moments had only passed when she raised her body to stand on her tiptoes, her shoulders pressing backwards into Reno's chest. Plunging his fingers deeper and quicker, Reno knew she was close to release; her breathing increased and her moans turned to cries of bent-up tension. One minute passed, and then another. The only sounds that could be heard were the running of the showerhead and Reno's fingers deep within. Curling the ends of his fingers, Reno quickened his pace once again and Amalia opened her eyes once more.
"Reno!" Amalia cried towards the ceiling as her orgasm struck her inner muscles without warning; her womanhood contracted and pulsed, pulling the red-head's fingers as he tried to retract. Limbs twitching and knees buckling, Amalia held onto Reno as she felt her ability to stand weaken. Removing his fingers, Reno ran them under the water pressure before turning Amalia back around and wrapping his arms around her waist. Resting her head against the crook of his neck, Amalia basked in the afterglow of an intense orgasm. She saw stars and felt the heat of pleasure radiate throughout her body. Raising her head, she placed a chaste kiss on Reno's lips and muttered, "Thank you."
Grinning, Reno said smartly, "No thanks is needed, but I'll gladly accept it anyways." She swatted his arm and chuckled, loving how much of a smartass Reno could be at times. Turning towards the knob, she shut the water off and turned back towards Reno. Opening the glass doors, they retrieved their towels and wrapped the fluffy fabric around their bodies. Amalia quickly dried her skin and spent a few moments drying the water from her long tresses. Raising her head, she looked on as Reno raised his towel to dry his long hair as well. Swallowing the lump in her throat, the female could feel a heated wetness trickle down her legs, ad she knew full well that it wasn't water from the shower.
Staring at the nakedness of the man she loved, Amalia admired Reno's body; the clenching muscles across his abdomen, the firmness of his hips and, oh! Let's not forget the tautness of that ass! Blushing, Amalia brought the towel up to her cheeks, using the damp towel in attempt to cool the flame across her skin. Noticing her reaction, Reno stepped directly in front of her, leaned down towards her ear, and whispered, "Like what you see…?" Nodding, Amalia realized that she needed this man in more ways than she could admit out loud. Despite how their day had turned out, nothing had changed between the two lovers; if anything, Amalia felt their connection was stronger than ever. Dropping her towel onto the floor, the female roughly grabbed Reno's cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss; his towel soon followed hers to the tiled floor within seconds.
Their lips moved as one; her hands grasped his hair while his planted a vice grip against her hips, which were sure to leave bruises for the next few days – not that Amalia minded whatsoever. Needing more than a simple make-out session within their bathroom, Reno easily lifted Amalia's hips and, taking the cue, wrapped her legs around his waist. Making his way towards their bed, he fell forwards, careful not to crush the female within his arms as they landed against the mattress.
Taking things slow was not something the couple needed in that moment of time. Though their bodies loved and sought comfort in the other, they needed something rough; the physical desire to be close to one another was pushing their boundaries.
Without a moment's notice, Reno plunged his hardened member into her still soaking womanhood, producing an animal-like howl from Amalia as she latched her ankles around his back. Thrusting back and forth was all the red-head knew in that moment; feeling her vaginal walls clench his member was the greatest feeling he could have in that moment – and he sought more. Their bodies molded as one, but Reno wanted something different; the desire to "claim" Amalia was strong. Though she was already his, Reno needed to prove that he wanted no one else, other than her – all he needed was her, and he wanted to show her.
Pulling back, Reno released his member, causing Amalia to growl and stare at her lover, causing the red-head to return the same contact with a devilish grin on his face. "Turn around," he demanded. Amalia's mouth formed an "o" formation at the domination in his voice. Crawling onto her hands and knees, she remembered the first time they tried this position and remembered loving it. They hadn't made love in this position since, as Amalia preferred to look Reno in the eyes as he pleasured her to orgasm; in that moment, she said fuck it and wanted to feel the power that Reno would pleasure her with.
As soon as she lifted her ass into the air, Reno's hand made contact with one of her cheeks, leaving a red handprint in its wake. Squeaking, Amalia was caught off guard as this was the first time Reno had caused slapped her during sex for fun, and she realized she really liked it. As she turned to ask for more, Reno thrusted his member into her once again, and pounded her speechless until all that left her mouth was screams and moans that was sure to wake their neighbors – if Reno didn't have silent-proof walls.
Reno knew he wouldn't last long. He leaned over Amalia's back and intertwined their fingers together as he continued to thrust with as much as power as he had. Amalia was like jelly beneath his sculptured body as he pounded into her. She could feel another massive orgasm quickly approaching, and was anticipating the spasms it would bring. She briefly closed her eyes and enjoyed how she could feel Reno's member pound into her deeper and deeper each time he pulled out. And when Reno slightly lifted his hips to change the angle of his thrusts, Amalia's dam burst as she cried out into their bedroom. Her second orgasm of the night was unforgiving as it clenched her vaginal muscles so hard, she had tears within the corners of her eyes.
As Amalia twitched beneath him, Reno's body pulsed, knowing he was at his limit too. Pushing his hips against her ass, the Turk released an animalistic howl as his orgasm burst within his body, his seed bursting, filling Amalia's womb with his semen. Thrusting several more times, Reno halted, his body pulsating from the force of his release, never having cum so hard in his life. Pulling Amalia with him, Reno fell to his side on the bed and pulled his lover close, never wanting to let her go. Amalia pulled away so she could release his member and rolled onto her other side, facing the one she just made love with. With an arm laid across her waist, and a hand calmly against his cheek, the couple stared into each other's eyes. Leaning down, Reno gently kissed her lips, then lay his forehead against hers.
"Amalia…I swear to you that I will love you forever. Whatever may happen in our future, I will always be there for you. Nothing can stand between us."
Smiling, she explained the same, then added, "Reno, you will never lose me, nor my love. We will be together, always."
Sleep came quickly for the loving pair, as Reno held Amalia in his arms, forever protecting her from whoever it was that wanted to harm her. Amalia encased herself in his embrace, one arm wrapped over his waist, while the other gently lay near the slight swelling of her belly.
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