A/n: Let the citrusy goodness commence! It's Part II! If you haven't read Pt. I, please, oh please, read chapter 38. Oh, and this 'first time' plotbunny credit goes to the lovely, lovely DarkNite109!

I licked his lower lip slowly, nibbling gently, playfully testing the waters. Pulling back slightly, my hand toyed with the hem of his shirt—

Teasing,

Testing,

Asking,

Hoping,

Wishing,

Waiting…

He looked at me, eyes opening, half lidded, lust filled, like all he needed was to be fucked into the ground…and God knows I was willing to do just that.

And just my luck, he took that moment to come back to reality. His eyes opened wide, mouth turning into a slight frown.

"Reno…" He paused for a second. I took the opportunity to grind slowly against him, fingers sliding under the shirt, splaying across his stomach, stroking ever so slightly.

"I've left ya so speechless that all you can say is my name, hmm?" I looped two fingers into his belt loops, pulling his hips flush against mine. "I want you…" I murmured, low, needy, husky, and fierce. I needed him to understand. He had to understand. He was going to be mine. I wanted him more than anything. I needed to touch him, feel him, have him…make my fantasy tangible.

"You're drunk." The words, so matter of fact, shattered through my lust filled brain in a soft, slow tone. I didn't know whether to be angry or disappointed. I thought of a million witty quips to reply to it, but none of them would escape my lips. I planted a hand on the door next to his head, leaning against it slightly. I looked at him, desperation slowly crossing my features.

"I'm only drunk because I knew I was too much of a pussy to do this sober," I trailed off slightly, voice turning softer, timbre low and gentle. "…Cloud." I cursed myself internally as his eyebrows raised at the use of his first name. I counter before he can rattle off some comment, hips pressing closer, lips meeting his needily, praying that he'd just shut up and tell me yes or no.

I was done waiting.

I was done thinking and mulling it over. I didn't give a fuck what other people thought about it.

I wanted him.

I needed him, more than anything, and I needed him now.

A soft, low groan came from under me, lips parting slowly, body pressing back against mine, hearts racing, my body hot and restless.

We made quick work of our shirts, lips barely parting more than necessary. I played with the button on his pants, pulling him by his belt loops through the apartment until we found his bedroom. I pushed him onto his bed, stripping him, kissing and nipping and savoring every inch of skin.

I rose up, eyes hooded, licking my lips languidly as I slowly stripped the last of those godforsaken clothes, the last barrier between us. Cloud surely enjoyed the show, from the way he reacted. He was hard and stroking himself slowly, body taught in anticipation, need, lust. He sat up, hands resting at my hips, fingers stroking slowly.

A moment of hesitation passed his features before he shook it off, taking my cock in his hand and stroking ever so slowly, tongue flicking out playfully over the head, teasing, drawing out the time until the thing we both really wanted. I let him take his time, savoring every moment, knowing that surely I was going to wake up from another one of my dreams soon, that this was too good to be true.

I twined a hand gently through his hair, stilling him silently. I pushed him back onto the bed, laying flush against him, hips grinding slowly, both of us moaning gently at the friction.

"Reno…please…" The voice sounded better than I could imagine, so low and needy and husky…and it was for me. He wanted me. He needed me just like I needed him.

I slid a few fingers into his mouth, his tongue sliding and licking seductively around them, getting them slick. I bit my lip gently, holding in a moan, reveling at how utterly seductive the blonde was. It took all my nerve not to fuck him, without prep, right then and there. I slid a finger inside him slowly, hooking it gently, stretching him, licking and nipping at his neck. He mewled and writhed as I slid in another finger, so willing, wanting it so badly.

"R-Reno…stop…stop teasing…" His breath hitched as I scissor the fingers, sliding in a third. He grit his teeth slightly in agitation, looking at me, lusty and forceful. "Fuck me." He didn't need to ask twice.

I slid into position, kissing and nipping up his body. I pressed a searing kiss to his lips as sliding inside him, groaning low in my throat at the tight heat that enveloped my cock.

"Fuck…" I got out, sounding half intelligible. "Better…than I imagined. So much better." I thrust experimentally, slowly, getting a soft mewl in response, his hips rolling to meet my thrust. He wanted it, and he wanted it badly. I set up a steady pace, letting him adjust to the intrusion. He didn't want it soft, he didn't want nice and sweet. He wanted it rough and hard and he needed it now. His hips rolled roughly towards me, cock twitching, growling gently. I took my cue, thrusting hard and fast into him, eliciting a loud moan from him, eyes closed tight, lips parted.

I could feel myself getting closer and closer, nearing the edge from the sheer eroticism that is Cloud Strife. I slowly reached a hand between us, stroking him in time with my thrusts, muffling his moans with my mouth. Our movements started to get more erratic, brains taken over with desire. Cloud let out a low, guttural moan, hips jerking softly, cumming over our chests, clenching around me. I couldn't take any more—I had reached my limit. I let out a roar, cumming inside him with a rough, slow thrust.

I collapsed on top of him, sliding out slowly, both of us panting breathlessly. I rolled off of him, bodies sticky with sweat and Cloud's cum, brains still trying to comprehend what had just happen. What do we do now? Do I just…get up, put my clothes on and say "Thanks for the fuck"? No. I didn't want that. For once in my life, I didn't want to cum and run. The one place I wanted to be was right here. But did Cloud want me here?

My answer came in the most innocent of motions. Cloud looked up, eyes opened slightly, half smiling. He placed a sloppy kiss on my lips, leaning into me, head on my chest.

"What took you so long…?" He murmured, hand splayed across my stomach, voice slow, and slightly slurred, tired, content.

"Who knows, Cloud…who knows…" I kissed the top of his head. He nuzzles slightly, and I smirked. I just saw the Cloud Strife nuzzle somebody. Cloud Strife just snuggled me. He tipped his chin up, looking at me carefully with droopy, tired eyes.

"Stay?" He said softly, sounding slightly desperate, surprisingly. I nodded, kissing him gently, hand stroking through his hair as he lays his head back on my chest.

"As long as you want me to." I say softly. Cloud murmurs, half asleep, half aware of his words.

"Guess you'll be here a while, then…" I smile gently, pulling the covers over us, eyes closing. His breathing steadied, drifting slowly into sleep. I whisper softly, saying words I couldn't say in the light, to those clear, breathtaking eyes.

"I'd stay forever if you asked."

A/n: How the hell did that end up so fluffy? Ah, who knows. They felt fluffy today. And like having hot sex. Or at least I hope it ended up that way! XD

A one day turn-around for the citrusy chapter. Whoot. Had a good song. Bright Eyes "Lover I don't Have to Love". Perfect line--"I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full." Feels like a fitting line for how Reno is about our Cloudy-kins. Or at least that's how my Reno is. X3

I've got the inspiration for the big 4-0 from our lovely belle.nisce...and it's actually already written! I'll get it up sometime. Just wanted to tease you with it! Review, review, review, lovelies! Oh, and any plotbunnies are taken seriously...and most often written! Just ask my many lovely reader-muses who've gotten their plotbunny published!