Reno stepped off the bench. .."There. .it's. .perfect." He scrawled a title across the top "Ode de love: A partnership concerto by Renno Tarshil" and placed the sheets gently inside the bench. ..striding over whispering "It's ours...that was for us, 'cause it was the only way I could think of to tell you...how good it feels ta have things semi back ta normal. words just don't seem like enough."
Rude nodded, mentally thinking that words seemed to work just fine before, then pulled Reno close. He just wanted to cuddle... however, with the way Reno's cat hadn't stopped staring at him, cuddling wasn't nearly as forefront in his mind as it had been earlier.
"In the bathroom, boy" Livewire obediantly headed in before Reno bent his head back onto Rude's chest, just inhaling that sweet musky scent.
Rude's entire body twitched as his breath hitched. Seemed he fell asleep for a brief few minutes without even realizing it. "Sorry," he breathed into Reno's hair with a slight embarassed chuckle.
"'Sokay, 'sbeen an exhausting. ..hell, however many weeks... just glad you an' I. .are some version of normal now."
Rude grunted contentedly, then mumbled a "Night," before letting sleep reclaim him. He was exhausted, to say the least.
Reno's eyes slipped closed as well. ..he'd been wired until he'd finished writing and now. ..now he was content to slip into sleep next to Rude's warm body.
Morning had come and Rude was up at the crack of dawn. They really needed to get some curtains, otherwise he'd have to start going to bed earlier. That sun was just too bright to sleep through. His day continued its mild downward spiral as he efficiently searched for the coffee pot he knew they bought. He just couldn't remember which damn box it had been delivered in.
Reno as he got up made a beeline for it. . . as if he'd memorized which boxes held which things, in five minutes he had it set up and the heady scent of their favorite hazelnut brew filled the small space. "There ya go."
"Knew I kept you around for a reason," Rude laughed, reaching for his cigarettes. He absently thought that he'd been smoking an awful lot since the blow up, but he shrugged it off as a better way to deal with stress than, well, breaking things... like people.
Well, unless you counted the ones who got too close to Reno, like the silver haired prick in the bar that time. Reno found himself silently thanking the Planet that Yazoo had been sent to that special place in the Lifestream reserved for people who did bad things.
Rude took his coffee and his cigarettes out onto the balcony. It was probably a little too chilly that morning to stand out there in nothing but your boxers, but to Rude, there was no such thing as too chilly. There was too damn hot, pleasant, and I think my testacles are curled up next to my tonsils. He leaned against the brick wall, looking out at the city below.
Reno was smart enough to put a sweatshirt n before ducking out next to him, lighting up his own newport and staring out "It's beautiful yo. ..really gorgeous. not as nice as Midgar, admittedly, but stiill gorgeous in its own way."
Rude grunted affirmatively. He alternated taking a sip of the coffee and taking a drag from the cigarette until both were gone. He glanced over at Reno. "What does the President have for us to do today?" he asked, more than eager to get back to work.
"Pickin' up some supplies from kalm an' takin' 'em to the site where they're workin' on our new HQ, and a monster extermination outside town. ..Kalm's been havin' em invading the town itself lately, the bastards are gettin' bold."
Rude raised an eyebrow and unconsciously cracked his knuckles.
"Besides, I owe a Marlboro a beatin', should I run into one."
Rude chuckled, then gestured for Reno to head back inside.
Reno stepped back in, shower time. ..it was going to be a fairly busy day.
After setting down the coffee cups, Rude just stood here, appreciating the view of Reno's boxer-clad behind. Finally, before Reno could make it out of his range of sight, he let out a low, appreciative whistle.
Reno blushed. He had finally begun to regain some of the weight dropped during the more trying few weeks, but he was still not in usual form yet. Stilll, he gave that taut rump a little wiggle.
Rude followed Reno towards the bathroom, but before the redhead could enter the doorway, Rude grabbed and pulled him backwards until he was flush against him. He knew Reno would feel the hard flesh pressing against his back.
Reno smirked, leaning back to sieze Rude's lips in a firm kiss. "Oh, got somethin' ya want, big guy?"
"You," Rude replied, voice low and husky. He pressed hard against Reno, pushing him face first against the nearest wall before reaching around to grope at Reno's crotch.
Reno smiled. ..grinding back into him his own voice husky. "I want you to fuck me right through this wall, yo. .. might as well christen it with the first hole in the wall and have it be an enjoyable reason."
Rude was never one to waste time with words when actions could speak just as loud. Knowing he would hear about it later, he bypassed removing Reno's boxers the normal way in favour of just ripping the already threadbare garment from his hips. He pressed against Reno again, his arousal sliding between his legs to rub across the redhead's taint.
Reno's head tilted back. ..his ass pushing against it, taking him with no lubrication or preparation. . .hissing just a bit at the burning sting before it settles into a delightful fire. "S-shit yo. ..you fill me so fuckin' wonderfully."
Rude just grunted, waiting as patiently as he could for Reno to adjust. His hands went to cover Reno's against the wall, fingers intertwining as he pulled out slowly, then thrust in quickly.
Reno shouted as he pushed back in, not a pained noise but one of utter bliss as the pain of the inital entry pushed the pleasure quotient through the roof. Reno, a masochist? nah. ...
Rude kept that rhythm, slowly pulling out only to thrust back in almost harshly.
Reno pushed back against him, trying his damndest to pick up the pace. ..little mewling gasps coming out. He'd be sore as Hell later, but right now he didn't care, his mind awash in sensation. ..just so much of it.
Rude was having none of it. He was in control that time, not Reno. He was the one who set the pace, and he was the one who would decide when they got off. His fingers tightened slightly on Reno's against the wall as he snapped his hips forward pointedly.
Reno relented, not because he wanted to, but because he just felt so fucking good. ...his lip darting in between his teeth as his brain began shutting down with the eroctic lust fire flooding over it. hisknees began buckling but he locked them to avoid crumpling, he wanted to keep this up.
Rude groaned loudly against Reno's ear. He occassionally lifted his heels from the ground, giving his thrusts a slight change of angle. "Do you want to come?" he growled. "Just like this? Spray yourself against the wall?"
Reno's soft moan told the whole story. ..the wood against his dick even felt good, the tiny prickles against his skin. ..he nodded before his head lolled back onto Rude's shouulder, his face a brilliant red of extreme arousal.
"Do it," Rude ordered, voice harsher than he originally intended.
Reno let out a sound partway between a groan and a wail as he released against the newly painted wood.. .he'd be picking splinters out of his dick for the majority of his shower, but right now he really didn't care.
As he felt Reno's muscles clench around him, Rude thrust forward harshly, crushing Reno against the wall as he released himself within the redhead.
Reno almost toppled as Rude moved from behind him, still dizzy from the release that had left him jelly-limbed, but the smile on his face. ..Gods, it was beautiful.
Rude chuckled slightly, helping Reno into the bathroom so they could have their morning shower.
Reno stpped under the spray, beginning the process of removing the other remnants of their christening of the living room wall so they wouldn't rub against his clothes, it would NOT due to be getting hard as post while hunting monsters. .. once he was sure he was relatively free of small sharpened bits of wood he wet his hair, handing Rude back the shampoo.
Rude shampooed Reno's hair with a slight smile on his face. Yes, things were getting back to normal. He and Reno were okay relationshipwise, they had a place of their own again, and they were back to work. Could things get any better?
Though Reno was still being SLIGHTLY cautious about stirring Rude's dominant side. ...not wanting things to spiral out of control again as they had. ..he would likely BE cautious for a while.
Rude had finished up with the shampoo and the conditioner, and he was just taking in the sight of a wet, naked Reno.
Reno turned into him, tender this time...just leaning into his chest. "I love you, big man. . .I'm yours. ..you're mine. ..the way it should be. No more hidden nasties to fuck shit up. ..just. . me an' you."
Rude whispered a return endearment, however, he flushed pink as he felt himself hardening... again. It had been years since he could go at it twice in the span of less than an hour; he wasn't 15 anymore, ya know.
" 'sokay yo...it's relief. ..the stress bein' gone and knowin' we got no more ta hide from each other. ..we both know everything there is that we'd been hidin' and we came out the other side whole. ..what's not ta be relieved about? Why wouldn't we want ta stake claim on what was almost lost?"
"I hardly think this is 'staking a claim', Reno," Rude said, horribly embarassed. It was just like being 15 all over again: the unwanted erections, the ability to get another one almost instantly. Maybe Reno was right, maybe it was a side effect of the relief. He just hoped it wasn't... permanent. He had a reputation to keep, after all.
Reno bent down. ..that cheeky grin firmly affixed as he nearly swallowed the big man whole. ..this felt so nice. ..just having him like this again.
"Fuck." The explative exploded from Rude's mouth as Reno took him into his.
Reno suckled hard, that head bobbing up and down, tounge slathering all about that shaft licking inside the slit, releasing with a wet pop before creating that wonderful sucking friction again. ..moving down to scoop his balls in between his lips for a moment before encasing that hard length again.
A wordless moan left Rude's lips as his hips made tiny little thrusts. Finally, after a few more moments, he spilled himself again into Reno, his eyes slamming closed and hands gripping the shower walls as he did.
Reno used his body to help Rude stay standing until the larger man recovered. .. his arms wrapping around him from behind.
"Thanks," Rude said quietly as he watched what little of his climax Reno missed swirled down the shower drain.
"You're welcome yo. ..anythin' you want an' need o'me. ..just ask." He kissed the flesh along his back slowly as he reached for the towels, handing Rude one, and getting one himself, scrubbing his hair and himself dry.
Rude dried himself, then went about the rest of the morning routine. "When does the President expect us?" he asked around his toothbrush.
"an hour." Reno stated after looking at the clock. "Make sure you take your lucky gun, I got a few boxes o' that hollow point ammo you like so much."
Rude grinned slightly as he slid his pistol into the ankle holster. He finished putting on his suit with little problem, other than glaring at Reno's cat when he found a few stray white hairs on it.
Livewire had actually done no more than brush against it this time, and not even intentionally. ..not like during meteor where he'd actually LAIN on them.
"Your tail sheds, too," Rude said accusingly at the innocent looking cuahl. He was putting in his earrings while he said it.
Livewire merely mewed with what Rude would swear was a lofted brow, causing Reno to burst out into giggles.
"You're not helping," Rude said with a large smile on his face. He turned back to the cuahl. "And YOU are going to end up bald if you don't knock this," he gestured to the white hairs, "off."
"As soon as the rest of his winter coat's grown in he'll be fine."
Rude just glared at the cat, pointing to his own head and mouthing the word "Bald" again for good measure. He knew the cat was as likely to listen as Reno, but he still had to make the token effort.
Livewire just kept looking at him with that brow ridge lifted up.
With a defeated noise, Rude just mumbled, "Son of a..." as he searched for his shoes. And the score, for those paying attention, was Livewire 1, Rude 0.
Reno finally stopped giggling long enough to put his own boots on while Livewire wtrotted over with Rude's shoes gripped lightly between soft lips.. .not a trace of saliva or hair on them, he dropped them in front of the big man.
"Smart ass," was all Rude said as he took his shoes and put them on. That makes it Livewire 2, Rude 0.
"He'll grow on ya, he's a lot like his master." Reno rubbed between his ears and around the tentacle with a soft smirk. "I'm leavin' the balcony door open for ya boy, and I left some stew beef chunks and fresh water in your bowls, you should be ok until we get back." Livewire nuzzled Reno's hip with a soft purr."
Rude nodded dismissively, then led Reno out the door.
Reno chuckled one more time as they headed out the door toward the car. Again, Reno just handed over the keys, choosing not to test things.
Within minutes they were at the hotel where Tseng and the President were staying. They would check in, then head out to Kalm for the supplies, doing a few hours of extermination before they came back to oversee the construction of the new ShinRa building.
Reno checked over his weapon as they headed in, Rufus with Dark Nation's head in his lap she looked. ..almost contrite.
Rude greeted him with a "Sir," before falling into a parade rest stance.
"Gentlemen," Rufus returned, running his fingers over the soft fur along the top of Dark Nation's nose.
"He.. .didn't, did he?" The expression on the black cuahl's face made him want to chuckle.
"He did," Rufus replied. There was a barely restrained fury hidden under his skin that Rude could see clearly, and he knew Reno could see it as well.
Reno cursed. ..very softly. .."I'll find homes for them boss, I promise...and they won't be with Hojo." He knew that was a particularly sore spot for Rufus, considering that's where Dark Nation had been before Tseng had talked Jack into gifting her to the then 7 year old boy.
"See that you do," Rufus replied cooly.
Reno takes the map and list of addresses Tseng held out, he looked to be blushing almost.
"You will rendez-vous with a Mr. Evans in Kalm regarding the supplies," Rufus said, tone clipped. He was still miffed about Dark Nation's... predicament. "While he is loading the truck that will follow you back here, you will take care of their monster problem that seems to have crept up. Questions?"
"No sir." He cracked his own knuckles. . . much looking forward to giving a severe ass kicking.
"Good," Rufus said dismissively.
Rude just nodded, unconsciously cracking his knuckles as they walked out of the room.
"So I guess keeping Livewire locked inside for a while would be a good idea." Reno said as they headed for the car.
"Probably," Rude replied, getting into the car and waiting for Reno to follow.
Reno sat in the passenger seat, having to chuckle. "man, the look on her face was positively priceless."
Rude nodded. "And the look on the President's was murderous."
"Glad I'm not my cat. ..and glad he's not here."
"Don't be surprised if a memo regarding neutering is on your desk as soon as we have desks again," Rude said with a slight chuckle.
"Eh, I had intended on it anyway."
Probably for the best," Rude offered, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. It was going to be a long ride to Kalm.
"You remember Trish Kendrick? Her father said the same about me." He snickers. Oh yes, Trish. ..the girl he'd dated right before leaping into being involved with Rufus, though Rude hadn't known that was why he broke up with the tiny brunette secretary at the time.
Rude shook his head. "I'm not surprised. How many times did you walk into my office in the morning freaking out about whether she was pregnant or not?"
"Yeah. ..she don't want me in the kid's life. ..partly 'cause I'm a Turk. ..partly because I dumped her for Rufus"
"She kept it the last time?" Rude asked, eyes wide. He knew that the girl had gotten at least one abortion, and at least a few of them were nothing more than late periods, but he wasn't aware that the kid she took maternity leave for was actually Reno's.
"Yeah. ..I seen him once or twice.. .in fact. ..why do you think my paycheck's usually a good $200 less than yours? her child support. ..I take responsibility, even if she won't let me have contact with him."
Rude neglected to mention that he really didn't pay much attention to Reno's paychecks out of respect for the redhead. Rude paused for a moment, thinking. Finally, he asked, "Are the President and I the only ones that DON'T have kids? Or does he have one that he hasn't told anyone about either?"
"God only knows.. .doubt it though. ..he's well. ..'sfar as I know he pretty much exclusively bats for the other team."
It was something that had bothered Rude for a while, and since they were on the subject of the President's sex life... "What DID make you dump her for the President anyway?" he asked.
"She was pushin' for marriage. ..I wasn't ready then. .. " The fact of his kid though cast whole new light on why he wanted one now.
"Was he...?" Rude was having a hard time getting his thoughts into words. "Was he actively pursuing you at the time?" There. One of his biggest questions, and probably something that caused a bit of a rift between the two men.
"Yeah. ..he was..."
Rude raised his eyebrow. It was Rude speak for 'Explain.'
"Rufus had been chasin' me almost since I was recruited. ..and you know him. .he gets what he wants eventually."
Rude's hand went over to rub on Reno's thigh. "And how did he, eventually, get you?" he asked, his voice taking on just the slightest hint of lust. He had imagined how it went down several times before, but to hear it from Reno...
"He'd pinned me over his father's desk. ..and kissed me. ..then asked if I'd ever been fucked by a God. .." he chuckled. "I said 'no' and things sorta went from there. ..he ended up bending me over and fucking me right there on his desk."
Rude laughed. Only Rufus ShinRa would compare himself, honestly, to a god.
"Of course, that was the night you asked how I got the hickey and I found out Trish was INDEED pregnant. ...rough night."
"Trish wasn't one to leave marks," Rude said in agreement. That really was the only reason he'd asked.
"Of course I didn't tell you I ahd like five more you COULDN'T see on top of the one you could." he smirks.
Rude just raised an eyebrow. It was Rude speak for a nice way of calling Reno, jokingly, a slut.
"Nah, he was the ONLY one I was doing then. ..or more accuratly being done by"
And now, the imporant question. "When did you decide he wasn't the one you wanted?"
"When he decided to get overly posessive enough to want to take me out of the field."
Another raised eyebrow. Rude speak again for 'Explain.' He was unaware of that little development.
"You remember the Nibelheim mission? The one where Sephiroth went insane and we were ordered to bring him down?" Yes. ..the one where Reno had taken his first injury in the field...one that had damn near killed him..and as it was though he had eventually recovered he'd been bed-bound for 3 months afterward from a cracked vertebrae. Then again even after all that it had been the SOLDIER and grunt who'd accompanied him that had taken him out.
Rude nodded, waiting for Reno to finish his explaination. It was all starting to make sense. Just a few more pieces to the puzzle.
"Well, I scared him shitless when you and Tseng brought me in, from what he told me later. ..he said I looked like I was barely hanging in on this side of the lifestream and had blood all over me."
"You looked like shit," Rude agreed. Even he'd been terrified for his partner's life.
"Thus, him wanting me pulled off the field. .. to which I told him no.. .he got pissed off at me, and I told him he was becoming his father. ..that was when he slugged me."
Rude frowned. So that was it. "And that's when you ended it?" he asked. He tried to calculate just when that had occured in reference to that night in Rude's bathroom.
"Yeah...our little escapade in the bathroom was 4 days after." Which was why he'd still had the stitches in the gash above his eye that Rude had asked him about, but he had refused to tell him.
"Why me?" Rude asked. There was an unspoken question of his convenience factor in his tone of voice.
"Because you were my only other friend. ..and I was in despereate need of knowing I was still a worthwhile human being then."
Rude slammed on the brakes, and a voice in the back of his head breathed thanks that they were on an empty dirt highway. His breathing was quick as he fought to control his temper. "You let me fuck you because I was..." he nearly spat out the offending word. "Convenient?"
"NO! I. ." he shook his head. "Because " he sighed. .how to explain it. "I let you because you were my friend...and I did want more. "
"Since when?" Rude's tone was harsh, but he had to know.
Reno started looking. ..almost small. "Since before Rufus even..hell since before Shinra even. .but you never gave me more than a passing glance then."
Rude tried to even out his breathing. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, finally starting to calm down a little.
"'cause like I said you barely even looked at me aside from partners then. ..hell, for all I knew you were straight."
"It wasn't my place to look," Rude said. "For all I knew, you were going to head back to the President in a day or two like you always did."
"Anyway. .when I saw the chance...I took it. ..an' have rarely regretted it."
Rude took a few deep breaths, feeling the fury leave him slowly. "I'm sorry," he said quietly, pulling the car away from the side of the road and continuing to drive towards Kalm.
"Hey, you got a right ta be mad if you think you were a convienance fuck, but you weren't. I just never had the courage ta say anything. ..especially since right after I dumped Trish you came in there with Tracy..."
"If I had been available," Rude asked, "Would you have gone for me instead of the President?"
"Yeah.. if I coulda gotten over the fear o'bein' rejected."
A tiny smile crossed Rude's face.
"You were the epitome of straight then, yo. ..I was terrified you were gonna tell me I was utterly insane ta even think such a thing."
"You are utterly insane," Rude said with that tiny smile. His straight man routine was getting rusty, it seemed.
"Mebbe I am. .I am, after all, a Turk, insanity is part o'the job description."
"What's my excuse?" Rude asked good naturedly. His previous mood had returned just as quickly as it had soured.
"you're married ta me?"
"Point," Rude replied, realizing that they were nearing the turn to head into Kalm.
As they pulled in, Reno pointed out the area where the truck was located.. ..his emr tapping now out of boredom.
Rude parked the car, getting out and nodding at the gentleman in his mid-40's who was heading their way.
Reno waved good naturedly at the gentleman, he was. ..well in a good mood with that arched eyebrow and cheery grin.
"You must be the boys the President sent," the man said, offering up his hand to both of them. "Name's George Evans."
"Reno Tarshil, and yep, we are. I understand you havd not only monster troubles, but more than one shipment hijacked as well, 'swhy he sent Turk out to keep watch over the delivery."
"Rude Urar," Rude said, shaking the man's hand. "Do you know where the monster troubles are centering on?"
George laughed. "The whole damn town, sonny. They see all the empty houses at the edge of town, think the place is deserted, then come waltzin' right in. Lot of people left town after the whole Geostigma thing, and they're just now starting to come back. Can't keep 'em here if they have to fight a marlboro to get to their backyard."
George laughed. "The whole damn town, sonny. They see all the empty houses at the edge of town, think the place is deserted, then come waltzin' right in. Lot of people left town after the whole Geostigma thing, and they're just now Reno hears the word "marlboro" and his lips curve into a somewhat sadistic grin. "We got it handled."
"Good," George said with a good ol' boy smile. "Now, you two go out there and take care of some of the nasties while I finish loadin' this truck."
Rude nodded, unconsciously cracking his knuckles before reaching into his jacket to retrieve his leather gloves.
Reno with a flex of his wrist extended the electrified nightstick to full length. .."I'm gonna bust that bastard in between it's beady eyes then shove its tentacles up its anus."
"It's a plant, Reno," Rude said flatly as he followed Reno through the deserted streets. That straight man routine was back. "It doens't have an anus."
"Then I'll make it one." He spat. ..yes, could one tell he just SLIGHTLY hated the things?
Rude just rolled his eyes and shook his head.
Reno then whirled at a slight rustle behind them. ..but no. ..this was NOT a Marlboro. ..but something even worse. . "Uh, he-hello. ..Rude. ..do you think you could be lucky enough to take a large monster down with two bullets again?" He tugged on Rude's sleeve.. .it was a fucking Galian Beast and the thing was...well, BIG was an understatement.
"Reno, that was sheer luck and..." As Rude spun around his words trailed off. His mouth hung open without words leaving it. Finally, after a moment, he asked, "Valentine?"
"No such luck yo. .unless he has a double. .." there was another one about 100 yards back. "I think. ..someone didn't tell the boss how bad the problem was. ' He looked up then as a winged figure came down at them. "THAT'S Valentine. .an' maybe. ..we should let him handle these things. .."
Viincent was in full Chaos form, letting out a screech that would do Reno in the middle of one of his best drug induced orgasms a run for his money,
"I think," Rude said, turning around, grabbing Reno's wrist and starting to run. "He can handle it!"
Reno was in FIRM agreement as they both ran like they had when Bahamut had blown up the monument. ..like their asses were on fire.
As a stray fireball flew within inches of him, Rude was fairly certain his ass was on fire. "How come..." he asked breathlessly as they ran. "No one... told us... Valentine was... here?"
"I don't think anyone knew he was, you know how he is, he's more 'keep to himself' than you are"
Rude just shook his head, pulling Reno to duck into an abandoned building.
"Wonder what happened ta piss him off enough to have him goin' all Demon?"
Rude shrugged, looking through the dusty pane of glass to see if they had followed them.
What Rude would see would be Chaos slamming one down into the pavement, while he shot an energy beam out of his mouth that literally DEEP FRIED the other one.
"Remind me never to piss him off."
Rude nodded, reaching down quickly to pull out his service pistol. As impersonal as it was, he wanted something between him and both the Galien beasts and Chaos-form Valentine.
Finally Chaos became Vincent again as the two beasts were left respectively bleeding and smoking. "Touch MY car again, will you?" Ah yes...the beautiful sports car Cid had bought him 2 months ago brand new.. ..good explanation of what pissed him off.
Rude knew Reno would want to run out there immediately, but he also knew that Valentine wasn't exactly the most personable person. He held out his hand, just waiting for the former Turk to calm down before announcing their presense.
Vincent finally just shook his head and with one last kick to the side of the non-deepfried monster called the repair shop.
Rude looked to Reno, then nodded. Okay, now was probably the safest time to appear in front of Valentine.
"That was. ..incredibly cool. .." he scratched the back of his head.
Vincent just lofted a single brow and his deep voice rang out. "Oh, you two are here? I'm just waiting on a tow. ..I think the monsters in town now know not to touch my car."
Rude grunted and nodded. Truth be told, he was a little in awe of the former Turk. There was even just the tiniest bit of lust in his somewhat form of hero worship of the man.
Reno gave him just the tiniest bit of a jealous glare, his body moving to shadow Rude in a way that clearly said "mine."
Rude missed both signs of jealousy as he was too focused on Valentine's face. The man was at least 30 years his senior, but that face, that jaw, those eyes. "How..." Rude coughed slightly, realizing that his thoughts were causing him to harden just slightly. "How bad is the infestation in this part of town?" he asked, certain that talking about monsters would get the monster in his pants to calm down.
"Most of them are smaller monsters, but there have been a few of the nastier ones seen from time to time. ..by the way. ..Rude is it? You may want to stop looking at me that way before Cid chooses to eviscerate you through your anus, he can be a little jealous."
Rude's face instantly blushed. "I wasn't... I mean... I..." he stuttered.
Vincent simply smirked and turned back toward where the tow-truck waited, Cid standing nex to the truck, arguing with the driver. ..then he did soemthing almost totally unlike him. ..he walked over to Cid, pinned him against the truck, and devoured his mouth.
Reno GAPED. ..."fuck... "
Rude's eyes widened in shock. Both the shock of seeing the normally stoic man lay claim to, what Rude considered, the most vulgar man on earth, and from the way his cock jumped at the sight
Cid when he finally came up for air shot Rude a look that clearly said "don't even THINKA what's mine in those terms."
Rude mentally chastised himself, but it wasn't helping. He just couldn't get that look that he saw in Valentine's eyes right before he went over to Cid out of his head. They way those red eyes flashed... He shook his head, turning to face away from them as he cleared his throat and adjusted his tie.
Reno stood in front of him and surreptitiously gave his crotch a little brush.
"Not fair," Rude ground out, covering up the moan that threatened to escape his lips with those words.
"Ya can look. ..but just remember who THAT belongs to." Reno jealous. .? Nah. ..
"I can't NOT look," Rude admitted almost shamefully. He'd idolized Vincent Valentine ever since he joined the Turks.
"Yeah, he is a sweet piece, too bad Highwind would kill anyone for even THINKING about him that way."
"Not dead yet," Rude admitted. He was fully hard then, and certain that were he to turn around, both older men would notice, and at least Cid would comment. Probably not favourably, either.
Cid DID notice. "Hey, put that thing back in yer pants before I slice it off. ..this is MINE, ya'unnerstand?"
Rude cleared his throat, then managed to squeak out a "My apologies, sir." before turning back around and wishing the ground would open up and swallow him. Or at least give him a few minutes to take care of his Valentine-inspired problem.
Reno snickered, dragging him back inside.
Rude let himself be dragged. Anything but standing out there with the hardness in his pants making itself totally known to the object that caused said hardness.
Reno as soon as they were out of sight unhitched his pants and literally YANKED them down. ..swallowing Rude very hungrily and suddenly.
The sound that flew from Rude's mouth would best be described as a 'Guh!' sound.
"Mine. .." he whispered while still having Rude buried in his mouth. "This is mine." His tongue finding all sorts of spots along that rock-hard shaft that would drive him insane with lust. ..then down come his own pants and he turns to face the wall, his eyes clearly saying what he wanted.
Rude noticed absently that Reno was leaning on a windowsill, however the window was covered in dust. It didn't matter either way, as he was far too turned on by his earlier lustful hero worship and Reno's talented mouth. He slid up behind the redhead, just teasing the head of his cock along the crack of Reno's ass.
Reno pushed back against him. "Fuck me dammit. .. " he said.
Rude grunted, but kept up his teasing. He wasn't quite ready to give into Reno's demands. Not yet.
Reno's breath hitched. .."You're mine. ..mine dammit. ..and I'm yours. .."
Rude pressed just the head of his arousal into Reno, holding the redhead still so he couldn't just take him in all the way.
Reno groaned, gritting his teeth. ..this was almost too much.
Finally, after a few more agonizingly delightful moments of feeling Reno's flesh ripple around him, he pressed all the way in until he was buried to the hilt.