Elena reached into Reno's pocket and pulled out his cigarettes, taking one before handing him back the pack. She wasn't normally more than a casual smoker, but when she needed a moment to think, it was the perfect excuse.
"I know that... and he knows that, too, it's just..." she paused to light the cigarette, then sighed.
"When I don't, shit like this happens. ..or shit like back at the condo." He relates to her the events that had occured. ."An' when he bottles it up, it don't help."
She leaned back, taking a long drag from the cigarette and exhaling fully before continuing. How many times had Rude come to her looking for answers?
"When you bottle it up it doesn't help, either," she said carefully. "He's just... he's scared shitless, Reno. You're the best thing that's happened to him in a long time, and he doesn't want to mess that up."
He shook his head again. "Don't wanna mess it up either, Laney, but I'm scared, too. .scared o doin' somethin' stupid that'll push him away. ..or dyin' on him an' leavin' him all alone. ..'cause ya know if he died, I'd end up not too far behind him, I ain't as strong as he is. But He'd stay on. .. he'd hate it, but he'd take a new partner, but I can guarantee he'd never open himself up again like he did with me."
Elena sat up, making sure she was looking Reno in the eye. It was time to play both sides against the middle... for their own good and her sanity.
"He thinks he has to treat you like glass," she said plainly. "Please don't take offence, but he knows you've had a terrible time growing up, no where near as easy as any of the rest of us. He knows you're... a little emotionally fragile sometimes..." she paused, waiting to see if he was going to fly off the handle at being called the equivalent of delicate.
"I ain't as delicate as he thinks. .shit, I need ta know this shit, or I can't help him. ..an' fuck, who wouldn't be fragile after a week like this one? I know I ain't as calm as he is, But I do my fuckin' damndest to be as strong for him as he is for me. I do my damn job. But he is my stability a lotta the time. . .an' sometimes I feel like I'm draggin' HIM down."
Elena took a quick hit from the cigarette before leaning forward a little further and smiling conspiratorily. "Wanna know a secret?" she asked.
"Yeah, what's that?" He took a hit from his own.
"Rude likes, more than anything, to be needed," she said. Okay, so she knew Reno probably already knew that deep down, but putting a name to something gave it power. "He loves it when you go home and cuddle on the couch after a long mission. He loves it when you let him make you dinner. Hell, he won't ever admit to it, but I think he even likes it when he gets to comfort you," she paused, letting the words sink in before continuing. "But the problem with Rude is... he thinks too much. All he wants is to do what's right for you. He's so afraid of messing you up in the head more -- sorry, but you are a little messed up, Reno -- that he's constantly walking on egg shells."
"You think I don't know it, 'Laney? Fuck, I know better than anyone how fucked up I am. .. got a lotta shit in my head locked away like fuckin' skeletons, but they needta come out, and yes, I blow up an' shit when it happens, sometimes I go out an' do somethin' stupid, but with each skeleton that gets dredged out, I'get stronger. You don't hafta tell ME my fuckin' mind's a minefield. ..an' yeah, he's tried ta tell me I should see a shrink before, but what shrink's gonna understand us the way we do each other?"
Elena really didn't want to bring up that she kinda already WAS the group shrink... so she resisted temptation.
"He's not afraid of your skeletons at all, Reno," she said, making sure she caught his eyes. "In fact, he's more terrified of his own coming back to bite him in the ass, but that's another story completely. And he's not afraid of you leaving him, so consider that hurdle jumped. It's more so that he's afraid he's going to..." she paused, trying to find the right words. "In the event that chocobos deep sea dive on Tuesdays and you two do split up, he's... he doesn't want to be another skeleton."
"He's afraid he's gonna blow up an' hurt me. ..is that it? Well, if it didn' happen Monday it ain't gonna. ..he had that demon out full throttle, an' yeah, he scared the fuck outta me when he did. ..but he didn't hit me. An' it taught me more the fact that I could trust him than anythin' else he's ever done has."
Elena had never seen Rude completely out of control... and she wasn't sure she wanted to. She flicked her cigarette out and blew her bangs out of her eyes. She really needed a haircut. "You can trust him all you want, Reno, but that won't always make him trust himself." Wise words, far beyond her years. "So... what did happen on Monday?" She had a feeling the most recent bout of arguements between the two had a beginning somewhere around there, from what she'd gotten out of a pacing Rude.
"It was the night I got taken. ..an. .."He gulped, he wasn't sure how much of his own shit he was ready to unearth, but he did it anyway. "To say the least I was all fucked up in the head anyway. ..an' then Meteor came and we were both sure we were dyin'. ..an ya know how Tseng gets on my fuckin' nerves about how I'm supposed ta be better than he thinks I am. . .well, it really got ta me that night. ..an I said some shit I shouldn't have. .." He stops a moment, taking a shakey drag. "I broke m'promise, Laney... the promise I made him never ta take anything sharp ta myself. ..I broke it. ..an' he unleashed." He tells her word for word what Rude had said to him. "After that, he pinned me ta the wall, an' it's in my psych profile, which I'm sure ya've seen, how bein' held down an' shit Is a trigger for me. . .I went nuts on him, Laney. ..didn't have the fuck's idea what I was doin', but that's no excuse."
"Oh, Reno," she said softly, putting her arm around his shoulders and pulling him into a hug. She knew exactly what had happened after that; Rude had told her in long, drawn out breaths, speaking with his hands like he was known to when he had an intense desire to be completely understood. He'd told her how, when he'd tried to be nice and take Reno's mind off things, Reno had flipped, throwing the glass he'd offered as a peace sign... which, according to Rude, was moreso the catalyst than the cutting had been.
"I fucked up, didn' I? Shit, I fucked up again. .."
"Shh," she said, gently patting the side of his head in that comforting manner her mother used to do for her. "I wouldn't go so far as to call it 'fucked up'... more of a 'bump in the road' really." She pressed a chaste kiss to his temple. "He really does love you, and I know you really love him, so nothing could possibly be 'fucked up' unless something about that love changes for the worse... which it hasn't. In fact, I think he loves you even more, if you want my honest opinion fueled by the all powerful woman's intuition." She smiled, hoping she could get him to do the same.
He nodded. "I just. .I take everything the wrong way, an' I know it pisses him off sometimes. . .thing is in the heata the moment I forget how ta read him sometimes...he ain't the easiest one ta figure out, ya know."
"You just need to remember that he won't ever intentionally hurt you," she said. "And I know he's hard to read... Trust me, I know... but you just need to remember that Rude is Rude, and if you didn't like Rude, you never would have kissed him in the middle of that meeting... or so Tseng tells me." Elena grinned. It was her favourite Reno and Rude togetherness story, and she made sure to get Tseng's, Rufus', AND Rude's side to that story. Maybe she could get Reno's now...?
"We'd been apart for a week, I know you remember that Rude'd been in Wutai for a week huntin' that Ninja that'd been stealin' the materia from every envoy we'd sent. Well, when he came back, they'd been huntin' that ancient, an' they were havin' that meetin' ta plan on how to get her away from Strife. ..I'd been feelin' real lonely, an when I saw him. ..shit, I just couldn't hold back anymore. ..and it was what we did AFTER the meetin' that made me feel so special. .He took me right there on tha tabletop, not carin' really that the Old Man had cameras set up. ..'course, that's what came back ta bite me in tha ass later "
Elena resisted the urge to 'aww' at the story. She really did love that one. She used it as the basis for her theory that 'love really does conquer all'... but she'd never tell anyone that.
"You know what you need?" she asked, mischief in her eyes.
"Aside from a good fuck ta clear m'head?"
"Sorry, tiger, you're barking up the wrong tree," Elena winked, then stood quickly. "Come with me. I've got just the thing to fix EVERYTHING."
Reno got up, following her.
She led him back to the room, where she quickly opened the door, pushed Reno in, and went in herself. Before either of the boys could speak, she did, tone most authorative and demanding obedience.
"You two are going to sit in here and talk about your problems," she said, blocking the door so neither could get by her. She was a Turk, after all, and just as devious as the rest of them. Maybe more so. "Neither of you are allowed to leave this room unless it is either on fire, going to blow up in less than 20 seconds, or you have talked everything out." She cut Rude off before he could say anything. Whirlwind Elena was on a roll. "Don't EVEN give me that look, Rude. You KNOW what I'm talking about." She turned back to speaking to both of them.
"Now, if I hear that either of you left this room before there was some serious headboard to wall connection, I might just have to break out my mean side. And I'm sure neither of you really want that, right boys?" Again, she didn't wait for a response. "So, on that note, enjoy gentlemen!"
With that, she spun on her heels, closing the door behind her as she left. If you listened closely, you could hear a giggle coming from the hallway as she walked towards the office to get another room for herself.
"Devious little shit" he chuckled softly." Ya know.. I don't mean ta give the shit I do sometimes. ..an I know ya hate ta think of. ..Hell, an so do I, but I know I gotta talk through it. .We're both scared.. .you're scared you're gonna end up really hurtin' me. ..I'm scared I'm gonna do somethin' stupid that's gonna get me killed and o'how that'll affect ya."
Rude was still a little in shock at Elena's abrupt entry with Reno in tow. He had been quite content feeling miserable, sitting on the bed and contemplating the merits of the minibar.
Feeling Reno's words sink in, he bristled just a little. "I'm not afraid..." he paused, realizing that maybe he was. A little. He looked at the floor, not sure of what to say.
"m'not as fragile as ya think, I mean yeah, I blow up, an' have unconvential methodsa copin' with the shitstorm my head is, but if you didn't hurt me on monday, you ain't gonna. You were full bore, and ya still managed not ta hit me. I thought for a split second you were gonna, but you didn't. An as for the drink, shit yo, I'm sorry, I misinterpreted "
"But I did hurt you," Rude said after a moment. His voice was soft, as if he didn't want anyone but himself to hear it. "I did the one thing that I knew would hurt you without having to touch you. I told myself I would never, ever put a hand on you in anger... so instead I did something worse."
"An I dealt with it an' moved on, yo. You wanna know why I get so freaked..it ain't just because o dougie either. ..this is somethin' I ain't told NOBODY...even the damn people that got my psych profile for the Turks. I tell you my secrets because I trust you with 'em. Well, when I was 9. ..after Marcia died. .Dad blamed me for it. .wasn't the first time he'd ever hit me, but. ..well, he did somethin' worse, somethin' much worse. .." He shudders a moment. "When your own folks touch ya like that it sorta twists your views on what love really is. .."
Rude was speechless. Of all the things he hated Reno's father for... that one just went to the top of the list.
"Mom came in. .she had Uncle Myron's old service pistol in her hands, held that gun to his head until he got up off me. .. he wouldn't let her take me in ta the hospital, even though I was bleedin' all over the damn place. .. he didn't wanna end up in jail."
"Anyway, I sat in my bed, listenin' to 'em fight half the damn night. When Dad was drunk, he was a vicious fucker. Ended up changin' the sheets a coupla times until I finally stopped bleedin', the I went down, got my breakfast, and off ta school. He made me go on like it was just another normal day"
m
"Jesus fucking Christ, Reno..." was all Rude could say. He wasn't sure if he should go to Reno and hold him or sit there and listen.
"I repressed it, buried the shit. ..until one day some kid pressed me up against a wall at school and I just snapped. ..went apeshit on him."
"And I brought it all back..." Rude said quietly. Reno really didn't need any more hardships; he'd had enough. And Rude seemed to just make them worse.
"Nah man, you helped me unbury it...repressin' that shit ain't good. .ain't good for me. ..ain't good for you, either. Yeah, once it comes out I'm gonna be pissy an' shaky for a while. ..but in the long run I'll be stronger an' more stable for havin' it outsdidea my head where it belongs."
"'Pissy and shakey'? Reno, you CUT yourself," Rude said, standing as he raised his voice. "Last time I checked, that was NOT just pissy and shakey."
"show I coped then..shit, never said it was sane.. .an I got you now. .Monday was the first night I did that in 5 years. ..an Hell if I know what the fuck was even in my head then."
"You were afraid of me." Rude's tone made it sound more like an accusation than a statement. That minibar was looking like a good idea...
"Yeah, I was. .. Hell I was terrified, for all of about ten seconds until I realized you weren't gonna nail me like has happened every other time anyone's ever pinned me down like that."
"I broke n' ran 'cause you were tearin' up the place an I did NOT wanna get into the middlea that, 'cause I knew even if it was an accident if ya did end up hittin' me you're feel like utter shit, worse than ya do now."
Minibar time! Rude stalked over to the small fridge, opening it and taking out a beer. He opened it, downing the contents of the bottle in one drink, then pulled out two more, offering one to the redhead.
"I yelled at you, and you looked at me like... like you wanted me to see that 'look, I can hurt myself just like you hurt me.' You looked at me like you were challenging me, like you WANTED me to come at you, like... like you were some kind of definant child." Rude paused. "I don't want to be your father, Reno."
"I guess. ..Hell, I don't know what I was thinkin'.. .except that I figured if I hurt me first. ..when you did it wouldn't hurt as bad, An. ..you'd never yelled at me like that before. ..but Hell I could feel how pissed off you were. Not sure if ya know this or not but when ya get angry you tense up like a brick fuckin' wall."
"I had no right to do that, regardless," Rude protested. He took a drink of his beer and went back to sitting on the bed, staring at the floor and feeling like the biggest asshole on the planet.
"Maybe not. ..but it was Hella better than what ya COULDA done, an' I forgive ya for it. ..now forgive yourself for it, yo."
"What about next time?" Rude asked, looking up at Reno. "If there was a first time, there will be a next time. What happens when I don't hold it back? What happens then?"
He took one deep draught off the bottle of Jim Beam in his hand, shivering as it went down. "Won't be. ..we learned, right? I learned not ta challenge ya when you're in that state. ..and you just learned a lotta what makes me tick."
Rude's gaze quickly dropped back to the floor. He let out a shuddering sigh, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.
"We're cool on my end now. . we cool on yours?"
Rude took another drink from his bottle, not meeting Reno's eyes. He sniffled a little, blinking rapidly.
Finally, "Yeah. We're cool."
Reno strode over, laying his head against his back like he had before, just leaning against him. "I love you with alla my heart, an' you know that. If you'd died. ..if he'd blown your headd off like he'd planned. . .I woulda been right behind ya."
"It's true you're stronger than me that way, but I ain't that weak either. ..as that little display last night proved. I kicked that silver haired fucker's ass" he smirks.
Rude laughed, a sound that caused a single drop of moisture to travel from his eyes to the tip of his nose, where he hastily brushed it off. "Yeah... yeah you did." He followed it with a sigh.
"Whaddya say we just do it? I know the future ain't certain, Hell, that shit's got the boss. .if he can get sick. ..but If I die tomorrow I want it ta be wearing your ring, yo."
"What?" Rude said, meeting Reno's eyes with a look of shock, surprise, uncertainty... and a little hint of hope. "You want to what?"
"I want ya ta make an honest man o'me. ..want. ..the whole fuckin' shebang with everyone we care about."
"Reno, I..." Rude's mouth was opening and closing like a fish.
"You don't want that?" his eyes clouded a moment.
"I never said that I just..." Rude's hands were moving through the air as he spoke, as if the simple movement of hands could find the exact words he wanted to say.
"you do, but you're not sure if we should. ." he hoped he'd read him right.
"I just wasn't expecting it," Rude finally got out, pausing to finish his bottle of beer and set the bottle on the floor. "I mean... yeah."
"I still have all the stuff. ..an' after last night. .. I want everyone ta KNOW I'm yours...I wann be yours in every sensea the word. It's not just about a signature on a piecea paper ta me. ..it's that I'm sayin to ya that it's permanant. ..for as long as both of us are alive I'm not touchin' anyone else, an' with the paper. .an' the rings.. .it's a sign that seals the deal. .that means I MEAN it."
Rude paused, his mouth only able to speak the one thought that passed quickly through his mind.
"I'm not wearing the dress."
"Fuck no, who said anything about that." He laughs heartily. "Our uniforms are goodaenough for that. .I bet Laney's right outside the door, which means in about ten minutes everyone's gonna know"
m
"Fuck you, too, Reno!" came through the door in the girl's good natured tone.
Rude just chuckled, taking Reno's hand and just holding it in his own.
"An' the honeymoon's gonna be great. .hmm, I wonder how many o'my kinks we can explore in that time?"
"Kinks?" Rude gulped comically. "You have MORE kinks?"
"heh, yeah...you know when I fixed the emr I put another button on it?" He grins, holding up the repaired weapon with the second specially modified switch on it.
"No," Rude said, but there was no malice behind the words. "No. I went along when you wanted to dress up like a girl. I went along when you wanted to be spanked. I even went along with the whole threesome thing. But electroshock? No."
"Now listen...I promise it ain't gonna hurt me, it's a low level current. .. it's about as strong as the shock collar Rufus used to keep Darkie out of the garbage when she was a kitten."
"No," Rude repeated. "That's over the top, even for you." However, he did remember the look the black cuahl had given Rufus the first time he used it... and it was funny.
Reno turned it on, and slipped it over his crotch still inside his pants. ..his eyes went wide, then his head went back as he let out a soft moan. .."Ah, fuck, yo. ..you would not BELIEVE. ..it contracts the muscles on a low level an' when used right. .it feels fuckin' incredible."
"Ah, how about not?" Rude said, sliding minutely away on the bed. He knew that Reno was just crazy enough to try shocking him next.
Rude however would be able to see just how aroused he was. ..so much so it looked like he might bust out of his pants. ..so apparantly he'd been telling the truth that it felt good.
And Rude didn't care. More accurately, he was INCREDIBLY weirded out by it. It just wasn't... natural. "Reno, stop that..."
Reno grinned and putthe weapon away before diving his partner and pinning him to the bed with his legs... and finding the most incredibly ticklish spot on the big man's body...from half-way up his ribs to his armpits.
"Reno!" Rude said the name as the first syllable in a loud laugh. He squirmed, trying to get out from under the redhead. "Stop that!"
Then he siezed his lips in a fiercely posessive kiss."You're mine, big guy. ..just like I'm yours you're mine an' I'm stakin' claim. NO ONE is takin' you from me. ..not Sephiroth. ..not this fucked up illness. ..not some big fucking rock, and not some crazy fucker who has a problem with two guys lovin' each other."
Rude chuckled deep in his chest. "Now that you have me, what are you going to do with me?" He just really, really hoped whatever Reno came up with DIDN'T involve his weapon.
"I'm gonna lay down so you can fuck me senseless."
"Shouldn't take long," Rude teased, taking off his clothes and laying on the bed. A noise against the door made him chuckle.
"Elena?" he called.
"Yeah?" came the girl's voice from outside the door.
"You can go to bed now."
"Thanks!" came the chipper shout, followed by, "OH! And congratulations!"
"Yeah, yeah, now get outta here unless ya wanna see an' here morea me than ya ever have before."
Rude chuckled, focusing back on the redhead below him. "So... how would you like to be fucked?"
"Every which way you can imagine. JUst shit man. ..I want you. .I wanna feel like we're both alive. ..wanna have it imprinted on me that no one can take you from me, or me from you..not even fucking Death itself."
"I don't have the imagination you do," Rude stated, slowly undressing Reno. He paused, contemplating that for a moment. "Not that I think I'd want to."
"Rude..if he had. ..ya know if Hojo had succeeded in. ..would you an I still be. ..I know it's not a question I should probably be askin', but I guess I just need ta feel secure that it wouldn'ta driven you away. .an no, ya don't need ta tell meit's a moot point, I know that. " He sighs, for once he was having trouble articulating what he wanted to say.
"It is a moot point," Rude said, stopping to catch Reno's eyes before continuing. "But... we can talk about kids and maybe -- MAYBE adoption -- after the whole marriage thing, okay?" Rude proved his point by leaning down to nibble at a freshly exposed nipple.
He nodded, then gasped. .."Gods. ..you feel so good, and smell so wonderful. .'sparta what scares me ya know. ..you're so good. ..an I know I don't deserve someone'as good as you when I'm so fucked up. .So I always wonder when fate's gonna laugh in my face before kickin' me in m'ass."
Rude changed sides, speaking into Reno's other nipple as if it were a microphone and nibbling it inbetween words. "So worth it... Mmm... taste good..."
He arched up into the touch gasping more. ..his hands reaching up to wrap around Rude and carress the mocha-skinned back.
Rude groaned against Reno's skin as the redhead's hands trailed lightly up his back, going down that skinny strip of skin that lays where back and sides meet. THAT was his weak point; it sent shivers down to his toes and twitches right to his arousal. Were Reno to get him with the ecstacy again, he was fairly certain that several strokes on that patch of skin would get him off.
"Fuck yo. ...you don't have any idea how fucking much I love you. .. I'd die without you, man. ..if I didn't just off myself right there. ..I'd end up slowly wasting away anyway." He reached up and pressed his lips to Rude's, tounge pressing itself inside. ..salty droplets dripping into Rude's mouth, he didn't even realize it. . .it was a reafirmation of being alive.
Rude's eyes were a little wet as well, but he'd never admit to it. "Anything," his breath ghosted against Reno's lips. "Anything you want, it's yours... except the rod thing."
"Make me feel alive, yo. ..so alive that death would have a fuck's time findin' us."
Rude's tongue traced Reno's lips. He flipped the redhead onto his stomach, moving aside the fall of hair so he could kiss and nibble at the back of his neck. Rude fingers travelled lightly over his partner's arms, back, sides, everywhere he could reach.
Reno's head craned back, his eyes sliding closed and his mouth opening a bit as a purring noise passed his lips. He had the damn cat locked in an oversize dog crate in the bathroom, it was the only way the inkeeper would let them bring the cauhl into the building. his muscles shivered with every touch, and his fingertips curled in the sheets. "Gods. ..every touch is 'so wonderful. .. love your fingers. ..how though they're so strong are so damn silky-feeling. . .only callouses from the service pistol. . ."
Rude added a slight scratch of short nails to his touching ministrations as he kissed his way from the back of Reno's neck, down his spine to his tailbone, and back up again. He leaned up so his breath tickled the hair by Reno's ear.
"Love your mouth..." he panted. "Does it love me?"
Reno responded with a deep, breath-stealing kiss as he leaked a moan out into the big man's mouth..his muscles still twitching under his skin with intense sensation. "Love all of you, yo...mouth. ..hands. .. that damn cock that makes me feel like I'm in the fucking promised land while I'm still alive. ..but most of all, I love what's in here." He sets a hand against Rude's bald temple. "An' here. " He sets a hand on the broad chest "That sharp mind that almost always seems ta be able to figure me out. ..and that warm, patient, loving heart that always opens wide ta let me in when I'm hurtin'."
Rude ground his hips against Reno, informing him just what the redhead was doing to said 'damn cock.' And he had a really good idea what he wanted to do with that appendage.
He slid off Reno, sitting up and moving towards the end of the bed. His feet rested on the floor and his legs spread wide. He smiled at his partner's look of uncertainty, then gestured for him to move to the floor between the muscled thighs. A Reno on his knees with your cock in his mouth was a wonderful, wonderful thing that Rude couldn't seem to get enough of, even after all that time.
Reno got down on his knees. ..and swallowed him whole as if he was starving and his partner's dick in his mouth was the only food that would satisfy. ..lips caressing the underside, including the bar through the frenulum. He always idly wondered why Rude would get a piercing THERE, but he loved the sounds Rude made when his tounge played with it.
The piercing was something from an ex that he'd never really gotten rid of. Before he'd started seeing Reno, Rude was with a rather kinky girl who was into the whole body piercing thing. She claimed that a piercing THERE would make it more pleasurable for the girl when being taken from behind. However, Rude never got a chance to try it out, since she left him for some freak with metal bars up his back. In fact, she was the reason Rude had all his piercings... except the nipple rings. He'd taken those out the day she left him and hadn't put them back since.
Rude groaned from the back of his throat, hips making minute little thrusts with Reno's movements. He threaded his fingers into the redhead's spikes, not so much guiding him as just holding on to something.
He then looped both lips around the piercing, playing with it a little more before doing this trick he had of pushing his mouth all the way down, taking him deep into his throat while at the same time reaching up that long snakelike tounge to play and diddle that tiny bit of metal yet more. .then he kept his tounge wrapped firmly around it while bobbing his head up and down quick but not too quick..
Rude growled, his cock twitching. "Keep that up and I'm coming down your throat," he growled sensually. "And I expect you to swallow all of it."
Reno's eyes twinkled up at him as he smiled around Rude's cock and then teasingly pulled on the high guage bar with his tounge tip while gently scraping with his teeth down the shaft as if to say "I dare you."
Rude was never one to back away from a dare he knew he could win. "Just keep up your end of the bargain," he mumbled, the last word kind of turning into a moan. Within another moment, Rude proved to be a man of his word, an animalistic sound coming from his throat as he shot down Reno's.
Reno swallowed down every bit, licking his lips as one small droplet hung there. He normally wasn't a swallower, with the business of prostitution it had been a dangerous concept, but with Rude. ..well, he loved the taste of the big man on his tongue.
Rude flopped backwards on the bed bonelessly. He could only mutter an 'oh god' every now and again, but otherwise, he was made braindead by orgasm.
Reno lay next to him, hard as rock between the tiny shocks and the tiny noises Rude made when he blew him like that, but he could wait, contrary to popular belief he could be a patient man.
Rude was finally able to string a few words together after another few minutes. "Never get tired of that..." he muttered, nuzzling Reno's face with his own, but still not moving from how he lay with his knees and lower hanging off the bed.
Reno grins and hauls him up, straddling him. "Yeah the one time ya had yer legs hangin' that way you fell off, I don't wanna do that again."
Rude didn't mention just how intoxicated he was that time, and that it was probably a combination of the mindblowing blowjob he'd gotten and the alcohol that made him fall.
"What can I do for you?" he asked.
Reno picks up the bottle of astroglide, and gets a minxish expression. "Ya know, you've never done me with the bar still in. ..ya took it out last night. ..I wanna see how it feels. ..I know you normally take it out 'cause it catches in your clothes " He begins to slather the slick fluid over his fingers, those fingers gliding in and out. . .then over Rude's shaft gently. ..
"Not fair if I get off twice and you don't," Rude offered the token objection. Whenever Reno would get him off once, then get him off again a short time later, Rude always felt just a little selfish. However, regardless of how selfish he was feeling, he was feeling Reno's hands stroking the blood back into his cock more.
"Who says you won't get me twice before you do again, yo? That thing looks delicious."
Rude meant to say 'we'll see.' He really did. But when he opened his mouth to say it, only a needy moan came out.
Reno slid himself down, a throaty cry immediatly coming out as that bar did absolutely AMAZING things to his insides. .the edges catching atthe sweet spot and PULLING a little, my god, it was so intense. ..almost TOO much
Rude smirked slightly as he felt Reno twitch around him. If that was what a single thrust with the bar in could do to the redhead, Rude would have to make it a point to leave it in more often.
Reno then lifted, dropping again. ..growls and little mewls coming from him as his whole body became sheened in sweat. ..he remembered the one time exhaustion from an intense screw like this one had pushed him over the wall and to say it had enhanced things, at least for him, was an understatement. ..maybe that is where he got his fascination for electricity. . .the thought was driven away as he lowered himself again.
Rude grabbed Reno's hips, controlling the redhead's movement. He made shallow, little thrusts into his partner, making sure the metal bar was constantly moving over just the right spot. It felt rather nice on Rude's end, but he could only imagine how it felt for Reno.
Reno growled again, his whole body sent into shudders as he lost most muscular control, his eyes crinkling at the corners from how tight they are shut. .. then a growling roar as he shifted just right and it pulled a bit to the right. . .spraying himself as his body thrashed with the intensity, the thrashing dying down to twitching. ..his muscles jelly for several moments before he sat up, smirking and sitting himself all the way up again.
"That's one," Rude noted, almost offhanded with his tone. But the smile, the smile was the kind of smile that said 'I love you and always will.'
"Gods, I love you. .." He whispered as he felt his body beginning to kick over the wall, not a lot, just very very low level. ..just enough to have a tingling sensation leak through them both, causing muscles to tighten and loosen in a spastic way, he took that to his advantage as he began moving again, this time with circular motions to the slender hips that made the bar brush in all KINDS of places that made him tremble and moan and send more of those buzzing low-level tingles through them both.
Rude groaned loudly, his fingers making dark bruises on Reno's hips as the circular motions brought him closer and closer to the edge.
Reno tilted to where he was bent almost double, the lithe dancer's frame being flexible enough to allow it, hair trailing to brush Rude's balls in a way that drove him absolutly ape. In his face the big man may not like, but used to barely brush skin..drew a moan from him every time. when he did bend back like that the bar bent the skin above the magic button in such a way that it pressed into it a bit. . .causing him to scream harshly as he sprays a second time. His body clenching and unclenching around Rude as bit more of that current leaked through. .. a bit more intense of a tingle.
Rude wasn't even aware he was getting off until about halfway through the orgasm. It caught him so totally off guard, what with him watching the sight of Reno reaching his peak and all.
Reno as the second one finished literally FELL off. . .ody shaking. "f-fuck yo. . ."
Unconscicousness tugged at the corners of Rude's mind. He needed to get cleaned up -- he glanced at the bed -- change the sheets and sleep. Not necessarily in that order.
Oblivion had already claimed the slender redhaired Turk, sprawled on his back with his hair around him, the occasional spark crackling around him still as his body figured out it had not been in danger, but just been in the midst of an extremely intense climax. He had his left hand woumd in his hair, one leg haphazardly crossed over the other.
Rude decided that, of the three, sleep was the best option at the moment. Not moving at all, he closed his eyes and let sleep claim him.
Reno woke the next morning to a knock at the door, he pulled his sweatpants on to see Elena standing there with a smirk, two garment bags in her hand. "Wake the big guy too. ..I have a surprise for the both of you."
Rude was completely oblivious. The events of the past week had wreaked havoc on his sleep schedule. He was laying exactly how he'd fallen asleep, on his back, naked as the day he was born. The only indication of his living status, other than the light snore, was the morning glory standing there for all in the room to see.
Michael TW Kelley: Reno had to laugh. "Shit, 'Lena. ..you just got a nice eyeful, didntcha?"
"Still am," Elena said with a grin, finally pulling her eyes away from Rude to look at Reno. "You sir, are a very lucky man. And that is all I will say, other than can I borrow him?"
"'slong as ya don't plan on doin' anything untoward ta him, sure thing. ..and let me tell ya somethin'.. .that piercing. ..I'm gonna make sure he never takes it off."
Rude was certainly not Elena's type, but the girl WAS a girl afterall, and no afraid to look. She took a few steps into the room, then gasped softly. "Is that what I think that is?" she asked, quickly moving over to get a closer look at Rude's piercing. She let out a low whistle, looking back at Reno and grinning even wider. "I take that back. You are the luckiest little shit on the damn planet." She paused for a moment, waving her finger in a circle over the mess they'd left. "Also, eww."
"Both of us passed out, yo. ..m'body's still tinglin', I think I hit limit a little when the intensity o' it threw my body into shock a little."
Rude thought he heard voices above him, but was too exhausted to bother waking up fully. However, he was intrigued that one of them was a female voice. So, instead of opening his eyes and waking up, he decided just to listen.
"Still, eww," Elena said.
Elena? What was she doing...? Rude's eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly. His eyes met Elena's, then Reno's, then looked down. Yes, nudity and morning wood stared right back at him. With a cry of embarassment, he reached over for anything to cover himself with.
"Sorry yo, Elena wanted me ta get ya ready, she says she has a surprise."
Rude just gaped, mouth dropping open, then snapping shut as his brain worked for ANYTHING to say.
Elena beat him to it. "No wonder Reno won't let me steal you. You've got quite the equipment, big boy," she giggled, nodding at his now-hidden crotch.
Reno opened his garment back to find one of the most ELEGANTLY cut suits he had ever seen,black with crushed red velvet inside. . .the cumberbun and tie also red. .."Fuck, Lena. ..it's gorgeous."
Rude opened his bag, noticing a similar suit, only coloured white with black and dark grey accents. It was... beautiful.
"Might need to get some bigger pants for you, though," Elena said to Rude. "Didn't realize just what you were packing down there." She was NOT letting it go, and it was amusing the living hell out of her.
"Gifts from the boss, I'm betting." He smirks, Rufus had TASTE, and he seemed to know just what shades of what colors suited everyone.
"Thank you," Rude told Elena, but when after a moment the girl didn't stop grinning at him, he flopped backwards on the bed, careful to keep the garment bag covering his morning 'problem'. "Drop it, Elena," he growled, embarassed.
Elena saluted him, winked and said, "Consider it dropped like soap in the shower, sir." She giggled again, turning to Reno. "The President wants you to pick a day and let him know. Otherwise, we're off today until Tseng can find someone who knows a little more about the... illness."
"I'd like it asap, but I know it takes time ta plan somethin' like this. And speakin' o' droppin' the soap, is that why we use body wash now?" He quirks a brow.
Rude groaned. The blonde was hanging out with Reno too much; she was starting to pick up some of his bad habits... like picking on Rude.
"Done and done," she said before spinning around and exiting. "Enjoy your day off, boys! I know Reno will!" With that, Whirlwind Elena was gone.
Reno looked at the suit again, completely enraptured. ..it was happening. ..shit it was really happening. .his heart felt like it was about to float out of his chest, that wide, genuine smile that lit his face when he was honestly happy and not just hiding his troubles behind that dark humor spreading across his features.
Rude looked at his suit again as well. White. He'd never really thought about wearing white. He was usually a dark colour guy. Then again, Rufus had taste to spare, and if the President thought you would look nice in something, you would look absolutely drop dead gorgeous in it. However, the feeling of the dried semen on him pulled him from his thoughts.
"Shower," he said, carefully hanging the bag in the little hotel closet.
Reno nodded, he was grinning ear to ear, the uncertainty and depression from the previous night fleeing at the thought that he was claiming forevermore what was his. .legally and in every other way possible. ..he strolled into the bathroom, slapping Rude's ass playfully on the way in.
Rude jumped and yelped. He was not used to having someone spank him, even playfully. "What was that about?" he asked, turning on the water in the shower and pulling out a pair of towels.
"Just happy, yo...really happy...The thoughta this bein' completely and legally mine. ..shit..."
Rude smiled, a nice, genuine smile that showed just how happy he was for it as well. "Make an honest man of you yet," he muttered, pulling the redhead into the shower with him.
"Gods yes.. .'sgood to work for Shinra." He chuckles. "They ruled the world when this was drafted, an' even though Shinra's temporarily lost in power it's still legally binding. .."
Whatever was good enough for Reno, was good enough for him. And Rude's slow, languid kiss said just that.
Reno moaned as he returned it, lips and tounge dancing around Rude's teasingly. "Ya know if we don't get our libidos in check we're never gonna get a shower, an' as much as I love being fucked breathless my stomach's protestin' the thought in favor o' breakfast."
"I can't kiss you just because I want to kiss you?" Rude asked, face covered in mock hurt. "You'd choose breakfast over me? Oh, the agony." He smiled, pressing a light kiss to Reno's nose before he started their ritual of him washing Reno's hair.
Reno chuckles softly. "Oh trust me, you'll get yours as soon's we get some food in our bellies, this will be the first day we can get decent meals in days.. . oh, and Em left us somethin' too. .little rice bags." he laughs.
Rude tilted Reno's head back, washing out the shampoo/conditioner thing the hotel left in the bathroom. "Little rice bags?" he asked, confused.
"Yeah, the guests empty 'em out to throw the rice at the newly married couple as they exit the building...'sWutain tradition, o'course Elena would think of it."
He grunts as he feels the water flow over him. "Supposed to symbolize a fertile an' prosperous life or some shit o' that kind."
"we are not 'fertile' with each other, Reno," he pointed out, hoping Reno wouldn't bring up Hojo's grand 'ass baby' idea again. He quickly soaped and rinsed them both, turning off the water after doing so.
"I know that, prob'ly Elena's idea of a joke." He laughs. "Though we most certainly have something else bountiful. .. and we're prosperous enough."
Something else struck Rude as odd about the rice tradition... "It's Wutan tradition?" he asked, then continued. "Neither of us are Wutan"
Michael TW Kelley: "Like I said, her idea o'a joke. ..unless Tseng suggested it."
Ah ha! Tseng. There was the culprit. "So, what would you like to do with our day off?" he asked, stepping out of the shower and drying off.
"First off food. ..then. ..we decide how an' where we wanna do this. . I always thought if I ever did I'd wanna do it in an outdoor, natual sorta setting 'cause livin' under the plate I rarely saw any sorta nature at all."
Rude wanted to suggest Costa Del Sol. He'd been born there, but his family moved to Midgar before his younger brother was born. But... everyone went to Costa Del Sol to get married, it seemed.
"I was actually thinkin'. .Mideel since they rebuilt the place...beautiful ocean view. ..and woodland too. ..it's got a rustic look to it, but it's not as populated, an' it's not as tight ass as Costa about. ..couples like us either."
Mideel. He hadn't been to Mideel since he was a small child. It was... perfect. Rude smiled, wrapping his arms around Reno in a tight hug. "Whatever baby wants, baby gets," he growled gently, smiling into the redhead's hair.
Truthfully Costa and Wutai had never really moved beyond the middle ages in some ways. ..if Tseng's parents ever discovered he was bound to another man they'd probably disown him in shame. ..and Reno was ever mindful of it.