"I most certainly do not" he hmmphed in a mock offended manner "you taste good every where"
"Show me," Rude said, moving off Reno and leaning back.
MReno's lips trailed down his chest genty.. .then moving anything in his way up his thighs. ..and to the object of his desire.
Rude groaned as Reno took his quickly hardening arousal into his mouth. Man, he would never get tired of that mouth. Ever. "Happy I kept you," he mumbled as his head moved backwards and he closed his eyes.
"me too, he murmered his eyes beginning to flutter. It is true the guy had an insane oral fixation. Something which most of the people, men and women, he'd been with loved. He smiled at Rude, batting his lashes. .."Need you. ..love you. ..your taste, your smell, how your big arms make me feel so safe. .."
"Girl," Rude teased, threading his fingers into the redhead's hair.
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"Nah, just in love, yo. ..ain't nothin' wrong with that."
Rude chuckled, the sound coming from deep within his chest as it usually did when he had a certain partner between his legs. For some reason, he just couldn't get the idea of Reno dressing like a girl out of his head, though. So, in typical Rude fashion, after a few nice sounds of appreciation for Reno's oral abilities, he just went out with it.
"You ever crossdressed?"
"Only that one time the Old Man sent me into the one brothel in Sector 8 for informtation. ..ain't afraid ta admit I had chills the whole damn time was afraid the bastard would happen to be there when I went in."
Okay. So that wasn't why he couldn't get the picture out of his head of Reno, all made up, hair all done... in a short ass miniskirt. Damn. Maybe Reno's kinks were rubbing off on him.
"I'll do it if ya want, though. ." He grinned widelt.
"I wasn't suggesting... that... I mean, what I mean is..." Rude was flustered. He would not admit to liking the idea. He wouldn't. It was hard enough getting him to admit to liking some of the things Reno convinced him to do.
"you remember that outfit. .the biker skirt. .the leather jacket, the high heeled boots. .'
"The fishnets, the bubble gum..." Rude groaned. It was so, so cliched, but he didn't care. Mostly because it was so, so nice in his head and currently making certain parts of his anatomy twitch.
Reno smirks, going through his bag, and into the bathroom. ..When he comes out He has on said outfit, his hair smoothed out and braided, eyes maid up in smokey blues and greys, playing up those eyes. ..pink blusher accentuating those sharp high cheelkbones, those lush lips painted a bright cherry red.
"Fuck." Yup, that about sums up Rude's mental state. He always was a sucker for a redhead with a great pair of legs that liked to show them off.
"So. ." He even schooled his voice into that soft, feminine purr. "You like?"
"Jesus, Reno," Rude said, face and chest flushed. He slid back along the bed until he was leaning against the headboard, his back to the wall and his very wide eyes not leaving Reno's form. "When did you..." he swallowed, mouth dry from his heavy breathing. "When did you learn to do THAT?"
"Took three weeks before that mission to learn to."
"Jesus... fuck..." Rude was at a loss for words. There he was, looking at Reno, HIS Reno, but it wasn't. It was this gorgeous cliched fantasy of HIS Reno. It was like looking at someone you knew that you knew, but couldn't place their name. It was, in Rude's suddenly so eloquent speech, "Fuck."
Reno straddled him, leaving a red lipstick print on his mouth as he kissed him fiercely.
Rude groaned loudly into Reno's mouth, his hips arching up of their own volition. His gaze dropped slightly, eying the hem of the skirt as it inched up just a little higher.
"You are so hot..."The words spoken in that same husky higher-pitched voice. "My big boy."
"Jesus, Reno," Rude breathed. One touch, one touch was all it would take and he would be coming like he was DYING. He gently placed his hands at the top of Reno's boots, his fingertips moving slowly, almost reverently, over the fishnets to the hem of the skirt.
Reno pressed his lips to Rude's once more. ..touching him sweetly, gently.
Rude's hands slid up, taking the bottom of Reno's skirt with them as he gripped the redhead's hips and ground against him. Within a breath's span he was off, his seed being released between them.
Reno shivered with the touch. . .with the sensation his cock against the leather caused to run through him.
Rude shuddered again, opening eyes he didn't realize he'd closed. He focused instantly on the bright red lips opened into a 'o' shape as he felt Reno grind against him. Jesus, Reno still looked like sex walking... not that he didn't usually, but Rude was discoving all kinds of nifty fantasies with the redhead.
"Gods, baby. ." That voice, still schooled to sound like a woman's, had suddenly become grainy and gravely with need. . "You feel so fuckin' incredible."
"Fuck," Rude breathed, coming back to himself just enough to tighten his grip on Reno's hips. His grip paused the redhead's motion as Rude leaned forward to breathe into his partner's ear. "Give me a few minutes and you'll feel more of me."
Reno took off the jacket, then lifted off the shirt, he'd even cast a glamour which gave him a decent bustline to fill it out with. . .the shirt hit the wall at the other end of the room. "Take me. .."
Rude traced a fingertip along the underside of Reno's temporary breasts. "You sure you've never done this more than once?" he asked. Rude was, honestly, quite the boob-man when it came to women. He knew that Reno knew that, however the mounds of flesh didn't fail to distract his attention.
"Like I said, took me three weeks before that mission ta learn all this. ..no idea why I kept it all."
"Rude. .." The glamour broke away, his brain too distracted to maintain it, and he was. .. just who he was, the lithe, slender body bending. .." Fuck. .you feel. ..magnificent."
Rude grinned ferally, his suddenly empty hands just as suddenly filled with the redhead's buttocks. He could feel himself hardening under Reno's body, his partner's voice in its current state enough to arouse him.
Reno writhed, arching, causing the skirt to sidle all the way up, explosing everything underneath it.
As Rude knew, Reno didn't believe in underwear. Mentioned one time how it was against his religion or something. For once, Rude could see why. With a show of his strength, he lifted Reno up until he could take the redhead's arousal into his mouth.
A soft groan rang into the air that suddenly seemed to be completely absent. .. leaning back to shove more of himself into Rude's mouth, his hair draping down onto the bed as it began to loose from the braid.
Rude braced his grip, holding Reno as if the redhead were sitting on his hands while he took as much of his partner into his mouth as he could. The smell of the leather, mixed with the smell of Reno was utterly intoxicating.
Reno stiffened. .body going taut as he dropped into silence, chest going still as if he'd forgotten how to breath. .. his hair sticking to his flesh suddenly the silence was broken by a growling roar as he let loose. ..apparantly being in drag turned him on as much as him being thus did Rude.
Rude took down what he could, a few small streams dribbling from the corners of his mouth. He carefully maneuvered himself and Reno until he was laying over the panting redhead. "Enjoy yourself?" he asked, voice gravelly with reignited need.
All he could do was nod as he attempted to remember how to fill his lungs with air again. ..a whimpering moan coming from him.
"Good," Rude groaned, pressing his revived arousal against Reno's stomach. He took a finger and wiped off what had left his mouth to use to prepare his fiesty lover. Without further warning, Rude pressed two fingers into his partner.
He arched back, screaming. .leaning into him. .."Gods. ..Oh Gods. . . more. ..more."
Rude smirked, removing his fingers just long enough to replace them with his arousal. He pressed into Reno, not stopping until he was fully seated inside him.
Another gasping cry. ..he felt. ..so wonderfully full.
He leaned forward, nearly bending the redhead in half so he could get closer to his partner's head. "I like you like this," Rude whispered forcefully into Reno's ear. "Kind of submissive, begging under me..."
Reno had no words.. .just the intense feeling. ..as he moved, trying to drive the pace faster. .. "Gods. .. harder. ..harder. .."
"Louder," Rude ground out, keeping his pace just erratic enough to keep them both from getting off. "I want everyone to hear you."
"Fuck me harder. ..make me scream. .shit. ..you're. .Gods so wonderful. .."
Rude did just that. He slammed into Reno, panting and growling and generally making noises that weren't really words at all.
Reno leaned back even more. .his face forming this expression that defied words, but was so perfectly readable. ..his mind was utter mush at this point, drowning in the electric shocks the pounding was delivering to his nerves. ..the feeling almost enough to bring unconscious tears. .."shit, fuck. .."
There was a loud noise that Rude didn't realize until later had come from him as he released himself inside his partner. As soon as the sensation was over, he collapsed very ungracefully in a pile of sweaty skin on the redhead below him.
"I love you. .Gods do I. ..but we need ta get some sleep, yo. ..revile at 6 am."
"You're sleeping?" Rude mumbled, already half asleep. "In that?"
"Too drained ta get up, yo."
Rude shrugged, or at least he thought he shrugged, before he immediately nodded off to sle
Reno awakened to the sound of a ringing alarm. ..he threw his left boot at it as usual. "fuck off, damn thing" his usual morning litany accompanying the thrown item of appearal.
Rude stretched, grimacing at the morning taste in his mouth and the dried sticky feeling on his body. Ick. He needed a shower. Badly.
"Shower? Then coffee, got it set ta start at 6:15."
"Got what set to start?" Rude asked, scratching. He stretched again, then padded towards the shower. He wasn't at his best, mentally, until after the caffiene.
"coffee maker. ..the one here's got a timer."
"Nice," Rude mumbled, turning on the shower and stepping inside. Mmm... nice water making cle
Reno climbs in behind him, sighing at the warm spray.
Rude went through the morning routine as usual, pausing before getting coffee to brush his teeth. He was still a little sleepy. "What are we doing today?" he asked.
"Surveillance and information gathering. ..making sure that silver haired bastard doesn't cause any trouble with the construction."
"You want to play sniper or work the crowd?" Rude always left the choice up to Reno. He could do either, himself, but honestly, he preferred not to do the information gathering. Most people didn't like talking to the big burly guy in a suit. At least, most people didn't like talking to him until he broke a few fingers.
"You take sniper, o' course, we'd have dead bodies instead of intel if I let you do it."
Rude chuckled as he dressed. "One time I accidentally kill a witness and you won't let me live it down." Okay, so 'accident' wasn't exactly the correct word. The group they'd been watching had snuck several Hypers into his lunch, causing Rude to go into a Fury state. When he wasn't hearing what he wanted to hear from a witness... he snapped.
Reno chuckles softly as he pulls his hair back, getting his coffee.
"How many days?" he asked, getting himself a cup of coffee as well.
"today and tomorrow"
"Nonstop surveillence or do we get to sleep in a bed?" As much as Rude hated doing the information gathering, he hated sleeping with a sniper rifle, sitting up in a cramped space almost equally.
"Checked into the hotel we'll be stationed outside of."
Nice, which meant Rude could probably do his entire surveillence from the comfort of the room. Things were looking up.
Reno popped a thing of hash browns in the oven, but suddenly...something caught his eye, causing a wave of nostalgia he'd never expected. the locket Rufus had given him when he'd first been recruited. ..a photo of him on one side, and a photo of Rufus on the other, their hands in each photo extended so it looked as if they joined along the hinge of the pendant. "Didn't even know I still had it, yo."
"Hey, Rude. ..you ever wonder. ..how things woulda been if we hadn't ended up more'n friends? It's. ..wierd question, an' not sure why I'm askin' even. ..just. ..curious."
Rude shrugged, sitting down in a chair and thinking back. "You never would've given me the clap," he said offhandedly. Before they were exclusive, both he and Reno had other partners. At least, he thought Reno had... especially since Rude had.
Reno blushed. .THAT was a memory he certainly had not wanted to stir. ..It had actually been one drunken, stupid night with one of his old gang budidies, one which even he had not remembered everything that had happened. .until he'd come down with a nasty sexually transmitted infection that had taken 6 months to clear.
"I wouldn't have had to go from designer sunglasses to the cheap ones," he added, figuring he'd make the redhead sweat a little before he got to the good stuff.
The blush grew deeper. yes, he could be clumsy sometimes, as clumsy as he could be graceful. and it was certainly true he'd taken out a pair or two of Rude's favored Oakley's in one drunken brawl or another.
"I might not have had those last two concussions or the shattered rib..." He was enjoying watching Reno squirm. Far, far too much. Besides, all those injuries came from protecting Reno, something that Rude would have gladly done again and again to that day.
Reno sighs, looking down. ..he hated when Rude got hurt for him. ..hated being so incredibly clumsy sometimes.
"I might never have stepped foot into a drag bar." There was a nice, neutral thing that probably wouldn't have happened without Reno egging him on as to how 'fun' it was. Rude wasn't sure how 'fun' being tormented by large men dressed as women was. It was different if it was someone small like Reno, but the large, burly men who wouldn't shave? Yeah. Not so 'fun.
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"You remember I punched that bastard's lights out for touchin' ya too.
Rude chuckled. "You wouldn't have given me a reason to NOT take the suicide missions..." Okay, so Rude sometimes got it stuck in his head that he was invincible. He was a man. They do that.
"Like the one in Costa. ..the one where both of us damn near died. ..damn house blew up around us.. .shit."
Rude finished his cup of coffee, standing to get a refill. "I never... NEVER would have gotten married."
Reno blushed now. "You know. ..if I'd never met you I'd probably be lyin' in some alley waitin' for the streetcleaners to haul my corpse off the street, if I wasn't already in the municipal cemetary.
Rude paused to take a deep breath, then made sure he caught Reno's eyes. He'd been thinking about what he was about to say for quite some time, and he thought he was finally ready. "I never would have considered the idea of children in any form."
He suddenly smiled, his eyes tearing, just the tiniest bit "You. ..you really mean it right? You're not just yankin' my chain to make me feel good?"
"I'd want some practice first," he started, realizing that it had been quite some time since he'd taken care of his younger brother. "And not right now, when things settle down more." He paused, taking another deep breath. It was really, really hard for him to say it, but he was willing to try... for Reno. "But yes. I mean it."
He threw himself into Rude's arms "If you knew. ..shit...I mean it won't be me an' you unless we make use o' science but I'd rather take in a kid than add to tha popuation anyway. But this is. ..somethin' that means the fuckin' world. . .an' I love you so fuckin' much for it I could damn well bust. I'd show ya but we gotta get movin'."
"NO ass babies," Rude said with a shudder, nearly spilling his freshly refilled coffee.
Reno chuckled out loud now. "Nah, wasn't thinkin' that. ..if we went that route it'd be dna transfer and a surrogate yo. I ain't nuts enough to wanna go through that."
Rude finished his coffee quickly, interjecting that, "Easier to adopt. Better for the kids, too." before he gestured for Reno to exit with him. It was a big weight off his chest, something he'd been considering ever since the very first time Reno brought it up a couple years before.
He grins, grabbing his blazer and sliding it on, grabbing his emr. "ok, m'ready."
Rude nodded, setting down his cup, adjusting his tie, and walking out the door. He reached into his inside jacket pocket, pulled out his sunglasses and put them on. He was ready.
When they arrived at the mission point Reno began combing the crowd... talking to a few people. . .getting a few bits of useful information. ..then he spotted something. "Yo, silver hair 5 o clock. .but it ain't the same guy."
Rude nodded and grunted in acknowledgement. This silver-haired fellow had rather short hair and a significantly bulkier build.
"Can't take him down with the rifle, yo "He said into the microphone "Too many people around, and the boss wants as little collateral damage as possible."
While Rude was not trained as a sniper, he did have a sniper rifle sitting between his legs. He looked through the binoculars, judging the distance between Reno and the silver-haired guy. "Keep out of my shot line, just in case," Rude replied, cracking his knuckles and double checking his rifle.
Loz suddenly looked over with a sneer. "You're the one who took down Nii-san? You're a SHRIMP"
"Reno!" Rude shouted into the microphone, standing quickly and bringing the rifle to bear. Screw collateral damage if that guy started beating on Reno. "Reno! Get out of my shot line! Move!"
Loz looked straight up at Rude with a sneer, his movements too fast almost to track he has a hold of the smaller man, holding him in front of him. Who could have known such a large man would be so FAST? Reno, as quick as he was, hadn't even had a chance to react.
"Fuck!" Rude swore, knowing he couldn't take the shot with Reno right there. He was helpless.
Reno instead of wildly struggling as he normally would when held in such a way instead closed his eyes, going completely limp. ..fooling Loz into loosening his grip a bit. he slid out from underneath Loz's grip and dropped to the ground.
"Move! Move! Move!" Rude barked into the microphone, taking a quick bead on the chest of the silver-haired assailant.
Reno got the Hell out of his way. .diving several feet away.
Rude took the first shot, not waiting to see if it hit before taking a second one at the man's head. He kept his eyes on the crowd below as he reloaded the firearm as quickly as he could.
Loz held up the dual piledriver on his arm which deflected the first, he dove, grabbed Reno again, and rolled so he was underneathe the slender Turk.
Reno's eyes went wide open as the weapon dug into his spine. ..discharging as it did. ..leaving his legs completely numb. . .then the shot Rude had aimed at the man digging into his chest. "abort, fuck Rude, abort!" It was all he could say.
"No! I've got him!" He said, quickly raising the sniper rifle again and taking aim for right between his beady eyes. "Get out of the fucking way!"
"Can't move yo. .I'm numb from the gunshot down. .."
Loz threw Reno from atop him, then disappeared into the crowd. ..leaving the lithe man whose nerves were in disarray as a result of Neural shock from the weapon's discharge laying there.
Rude let loose with every cuss word he could think of, and made up a few for good measure. Why was it that things got so collossally fucked up? He ran as fast as he could down to the street, sniper rifle still in his hand as he called, "Reno! Where are you!"