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Warning: Mature Sexual Content
Chapter Six: If These Walls Could Talk
Yuffie felt her heart skip a beat as she felt the covers slowly being pulled from her fingers. Instinctively, she increased her grasp, attempting to win the tug of war that she felt was about to ensue. They stayed in this odd stalemate for a few moments, before a low voice reverberated through the fabric.
"Girly…"
The young brunette couldn't help but suck in a little gasp of air. She knew who was standing there, but hearing his voice seemed to make it more real than before. Her eyes squeezed shut for a second before her fight or flight response took over and for once in her life she decided this was not a fight she was willing to have. Without much thought to what she was really doing, Yuffie sprung up from under the covers and sprinted towards the door. All she wanted right now was to get out and away from the embarrassment that threatened to swallow her whole if she spent another second in his presense.
As she reached the handle and begun to open it towards herself, she was filled with the beginnings of relief. It soon dissipated though, when she felt a hand fall beside her head, firmly pushing the door closed once again. She kept her fingers wrapped around the door handle as the rest of her form drew to a state of complete stillness, as if hoping to disappear into the darkness that was around them. Her hopes were dashed once again however, when she felt the warmth of his breath against the back of her neck.
"Girly…" His voice was lowered than before, barely even a whisper as it danced across her skin, "…look at me."
It was all she could do to shake her head, as her voice felt like it was hiding somewhere deep within her chest.
The red head gave a soft sigh, "Don't ignore me…" He moved his lips closer to her ear, though made sure not to make contact with her, "…You looked like you were enjoying yourself…don't let me stop you." He moved his head around to her other ear, a smirk beginning to make it's way into his voice, "Or were you hoping I'd come in?"
This time her temper won out over her embarrassment, as she pushed out an harsh whisper, "Of course not!"
He chuckled, though there seemed to be little amusement in his tone, "So, she can speak." He paused for a moment as he drew ever closer to her ear, his voice betraying the smirk on his lips, "Where you thinking about him?"
Her shoulders tensed at his words, but she didn't make a sound. If she could have seen his face, she might have been surprised at the darkness in his eyes as a low chuckle sounded from his throat, "I'm not really into role play, but if you want I suppose I could-"
She shook her head, "Just stop it…" Her voice sounded weak, as she tried to force out the words, "Stop teasing me."
He was silent for a moment, as if considering what to say. When he spoke again, his voice was soft and steady, "Who says I'm teasing you girly?"
Yuffie felt her shoulders start to hurt as the tension raked her body. She wasn't sure what she should do, it was a situation she could never have fathomed she'd be in. Part of her found it almost fascinating in a way, though the larger part of her was in utter bewilderment.
Although his voice was whisper quiet, it was thick with constraint, "You've riled me up now…You know I can always help you…" His lips got even closer to her ear, as his voice came out in a single breath, "Relax."
She felt the atmosphere between them grow so heavy with anticipation she could have sworn it was crushing the air from her lungs. Her breath grew even shallower when she felt his fingers begin to trace the outside of her thigh. When he met with no resistance, the red head trailed his fingers higher, until they reached her hip, where they came to a sudden stop.
His voice sounded almost troubled, "Are you not wearing any pants?"
Her breath hitched in her throat. She'd forgotten that she'd taken them off; she'd been far too preoccupied with escaping her dilemma to think about it. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. All she could manage was a small shake of her head.
Reno let out a breath as he lent his head against her shoulder, "Girly…" His voice sounded strained when he spoke, "You need to tell me to stop." She could feel the intensity darken in his throat as he breathed into her t-shirt, "Look me in the eyes and tell me to stop."
Her gaze concentrated on the door handle for a moment, before she began to loosen her grasp, slowly turning around towards him. Her eyes landed on his chest, as she struggled to raise her gaze to his face. When she did her breath hitched painfully in her throat as she took in the sight of him. The room was dark, but she had no problem making out his face; the expression there was almost frightening in it's intensity. It was intoxicating.
She opened her mouth to speak, but found her throat had gone dry as she struggled to force out a sound at all, "I…I…-"
Reno let out a ragged breath as he lowered his head closer to hers, keeping her gaze locked to his as he started to move his fingers along her hip bone and across to her navel. His touch was so light it almost hurt. He started to move them lower, tracing small circles down her skin, until he reached the inner edge of her thigh, where he seemed to hesitate once again. His eyes imploring her as he spoke too softly against her face, "Tell me to stop."
Her throat tightened up on her as she looked at him. The tension between them was suffocating her. She couldn't form a single coherent thought in her mind right now. All she did know was that she needed something to happen before her heart gave out from the adrenaline that was causing it to beat too hard and too fast. When the young brunette made no response, he stopped hesitating.
Reno slipped his hand between her thighs and she all but fell against him as the feeling of his fingers took over. He began to stroke her slowly, gently drawing his fingers over her clit, before suddenly increasing the pressure as she let out a yelp of surprise. As he began to quicken the pace, her legs started to shake beneath her, unable to remain stable on her feet as her body trembled against the pleasure he was causing her. Without so much as a moments hesitation, the red head withdrew his hand and hooked his arm around the back of her legs and across her back as he picked her up with ease, dropping her lightly back upon the bed. He crawled above her, his ponytail slipping over his shoulder and brushing against her cheek. Reno looked at her, taking a moment to enjoy the dazed expression on her face, before beginning to lower himself to the hem of her t-shirt. He began to drag the fabric up her torso, teasingly slowly pushing it inch by inch until it rested just beneath her chin.
"You're so beautiful girly." He smirked at the deep blush that flared over her cheeks. Before she could respond, he brought his mouth down to her chest, as he trailed his lips lightly over the curve of her breast, his smirk growing ever larger as she shivered beneath him. His hand rose to gently squeeze her other breast, as his tongue darted over her nipple which had grown hard against his lips. She'd never felt something quite this intense, it was almost unbearable. Yuffie could only just suppress her moan, as she desperately pressed her thighs against each other, trying to find relief to the pressure she felt building there.
Sensing her growing arousal, he drew his other hand down between her legs, pushing his fingers against her opening. Feeling her arch into his mouth, he let a low growl rumble from his lips.
"God, you're so fucking wet." He flicked his thumb against her clit, earning another strained yelp from the brunette, "The Pres really did get to you going huh?" His teeth grazed against her nipple as he began to softly bite the sensitive flesh, "Where you imagining him fucking you."
She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head, finding it hard to speak as she struggled to catch her breath, "N..no…"
"Sure…" He bit down a little harder, as his fingers increased their pace against her, …"bet you can't wait till he does this to you-"
Yuffie shook her head a little harder, "Reno, stop-"
He moved his mouth across her chest, turning his attention to her other nipple as his breath felt far too hot against her skin, "Can't say he'll be as good as me though…"
She gasped as she felt his fingers start to slip down past her clit and towards her opening again, "I…I wasn't thinking about him! I…I was thinking about you!"
Reno stopped in his movements as he drew his gaze up to her face. Yuffie's eyes widened as her face felt like it was on fire. She threw her hands up to cover her face, trying to hide her embarrassment at what she'd said.
She was waiting for him to say something, to start laughing or teasing her, but instead he said nothing. A moment passed where she thought maybe he was just going to stop now that he'd gotten her to admit to something so shameful, but then she felt his finger push into her and all she could do was gasp.
Her hands fell away from her face as his lips came down upon her neck, his finger thrusting into her with such languid ease she thought she might lose all sense of reason. His tongue drew soft circles against the skin of her neck, as his other hand hooked around one of her legs, lifting it higher, as he added another finger to join his first, another growl sounding from his throat as she moaned, her own fingers grasping at the sheets above her head. Yuffie tried to fight against the intense heat forming in her core, but she found her body wanted to offer nothing less than complete surrender. Her breathing became fast and shallow, as she began to lose herself to the feeling.
Aware of the rising pleasure building within her, Reno brought his thumb back up and over her clit, picking up the pace of his thrusts. Her moans grew more and more hoarse as she began to push herself against his hand in desperation. Her eyes were shut so tightly she didn't notice when he rose his head to watch, as he increased the pressure on her clit, his free hand squeezing her breast tight enough to hurt. She threw her head back and arched into him completely, as her muscles clamped down upon his fingers in small, unsteady waves. Her form writhed against him for a moment, as her whole body seemed to tightened up with the intensity of her orgasm. As quickly as it had happened, the feeling began to dissipate, her form collapsing back upon the sheets in a soft thud. Sweat had begun to bead on her skin, but she didn't notice as she gave into exhaustion and fell into unconsciousness.
Yuffie nestled deeper in her covers, unwilling to stir back to reality. The sun had started to peek through her curtains and caused her brow to furrow as she was forced awake. A contented smile formed on her lips as she stretched out her legs. She couldn't remember the last time she had slept so well. Raising her arms up above her head she sighed into a yawn. She felt truly rested. Her belly interrupted her bliss as it gave a light grumble. She went to give it a rub, but found herself falling into confusion as she realised she wasn't wearing any pants. Her eyes shot open as she bolted upright in her bed.
Oh Gawd, Oh shit, Oh Gawd…
Memories of the previous evening blurred into her mind as she looked down at the sheets in horror. What had she done? What was she thinking? If she had been thinking at all. She put her hands to her cheeks, feeling them start to burn, as more images flashed back to her. How had she let something like this happen? How was she ever going to face him?
She flashed a quick glace at the bedroom door, as if to check it was indeed closed, before running into the bathroom and turning on the shower. She hoped a dose of cold water would clear her head and calm the blush that was refusing to budge from her face.
Yuffie poked her head around the edge of the door, trying her best to be as quiet as possible. She wasn't sure what she had been hoping for, but when she saw his head pop up from the sofa, whatever hopes she had were utterly dashed.
He looked at her with no discernible expression on his face, "Morning, little Miss."
The brunette stayed in the doorway for a mere second, before practically running across the room, in an attempt to get as far away from him as possible. When she made it to the kitchenette, she proceeded to bury her head in one of the cupboards, pretending to busy herself with a search of it's contents.
He called over to her, a slight smirk beginning to play in his voice, "Sleep well?"
She sighed into the depths of the cupboard, not being able to bear the look on his face, "Last night… It was a mistake, Okay?" Her voice sounded uneasy as she spoke, "Can we please just forget about it."
A moment of silence passed between them before he spoke once again, "You sure you can forget?"
Her heart beat painfully against her chest. She hated herself for the effect her voice was having on her. Yuffie gathered all her courage and turned to face him, locking her eyes to his own with as much determination as she could muster, "Yes."
"Sure thing girly..." He relaxed back into the sofa, gaze rolling up towards the ceiling, "…it's all fun and games to me."
A huff escaped her, as a sarcastic smile played across her lips, "So it's all just a game huh. You just do that with everyone of your charges?"
Reno smirked, "Only the pretty ones." His eyes began to slowly rake up and down her form as he spoke, "But don't worry, I promise I won't touch you again…" His eyes met her own once again as he finished, "…until you ask me to."
She stared back at him, huffing in disbelief, "Well that'll be never then."
He continued to smirk, his eyes flashing with a knowing cockiness, "We'll see."
A sudden beeping broke the tension that had formed between them, as Reno reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He looked at it for a moment, before getting up from the sofa and answering the call.
"Yeah?" He listened for a while, his eyes darting briefly to the young brunette before returning to the floor. She tried to listen to the conversation, but could barely pick up snippets of Reno's responses, which mostly consisted of 'yeahs' and 'okays'.
The moment he finished the call, Yuffie all but jumped on him, "What is it? What's happened?"
He looked at her, his voice steady, "The press conference today has been cancelled."
Her eyes widened a little as her voice rose in pitch, "What? Why?"
Reno merely shrugged, "Don't worry your pretty head about it."
She took a few steps towards him in protest, "But-"
"We best get going…" He interrupted her as he walked around and towards the door, "…the Pres still wants to see you."
Yuffie watched him in confusion, caught off guard by his abruptness, "Oh, okay."
The red head nodded towards the door, his face unreadable, "Come on, don't want to keep your boyfriend waiting."
The President gave a warm smile as she entered his office, "Miss Kisaragi."
Yuffie gave a small nodded in his direction as she closed the door behind herself. The office was far too big, much like his home and it gave off an overwhelming sense of loneliness that very much unsettled her. It didn't help that her head was still all over the place; not only did she have the events of last night on loop in her mind, but there was still the subject of The President's 'proposal' to content with.
He lent back in his chair as she approached, directing her to sit in the one opposite, "I hope you slept well."
Her eyes widened a little as she nodded a little too quickly, desperately hoping her face didn't give any indication of the things that came into to her mind.
When she reached the chair and made to sit down, he began to speak again, each word coming out with care, "I'd hoped we could talk a little. I was… concerned that I had rather sprung the idea of courting on you."
Yuffie response was merely to fidget in her chair. He watched her closely, noting her discomfort, but found himself perplexed when he sensed he was not the soul source of it.
The President considered her for a moment longer before breaking the silence, "Shall we talk about it further?"
She looked up at him, a sad sort of smile forming on his lips, "Do I have much of a choice?"
An intense look of displeasure filtered across his face, as his tone became colder, "Miss Kisaragi, this is not a decision anyone but yourself will make. I have no intention to coerce you against your will." When she gave him no response, he continued, his expression softening slightly as he spoke, "I know it is not something you were expecting to deal with whilst you were here but…I do believe it is something worthy of careful consideration. This could be a very successful partnership for the both of us."
Yuffie folded her arms in a protective gesture, as her eyes narrowing in suspicion, "And how did you come to that conclusion?" Before he could answer her, she spoke again, irritation rising in her voice, "We can barely stand each other. You dislike everything about me and I certainly dislike everything about you."
He gave her a pointed stare, "You seemed to enjoy yourself last night."
She knew that he was referring to their dance lesson, but couldn't help the blush that had flared upon her cheeks at the thought of what had taken place afterward. The young brunette shook her head in an attempt to free herself from the memory, "Yes, but that was just… formality! I don't really know you!" She looked up at him and found he was giving her a look of confusion, "You're like a robot. You only think about what will benifit you! I know arranged marriages are rarely built on romance, but I can't be with someone as uptight as you! You're so cold, so dispassionate, so indifferent. I don't want you to fake an interest in me just to-"
His voice sounded above her own, his tone effortlessly commanding, "Miss Kisaragi." She fell silent in spite of herself. He was looking at her as if he was considering something dangerous and she had to force herself to suppress the urge to look away.
When he spoke, his voice was quiet once again, "You are right, you don't know me." Holding her gaze, he lent forward in his chair, "So how about we start there."
Author's Note: Slightly shorter chapter here, but it felt like the right place to end it. Hope you are enjoying it! This chapter was super fun to write (I've had that beginning scene in my head since the beginning so I was excited to finally get to it) As always reviews are always appreciated!