Quiet: Warning for yaoi. If you can't handle someone getting a BJ, then don't read. :P

Cloud/Reno + Denzel
Caught in the act? "you must be making a sandwich because, [?] has mayonnaise all over his/her mouth!!!"

Cloud moaned, his hand wrapped in Reno's hair. There was nothing quite like that moment where you looked at someone across a full bar and just knew that they were coming home with you.

He just hadn't anticipated it being a Turk.

Hands jerked on his belt, impatiently fumbling with the latch and he leaned back against the bar counter. The complicated belt finally jingled open, and Cloud wriggled his hips as his boxers were yanked down. He held his breath as warm, moist breaths were teasingly puffed over him and let it all out in a fierce hiss as he was covered by wide, smirking lips.

For all that Reno ran his mouth, he sure knew how to close it just right, Cloud mused. He heard himself moan again as he scrambled for purchase at the counter, knocking over some miscellaneous utensils here and there. Those little nips Reno was giving him were driving him wild.

Damn Turk knew what he was doing.

Fingernails bit into his hips and he nearly came undone at the sight and feel of Reno bobbing his head on his cock. Strands of red fell forward and brushed his thighs with every thrust of his hips as he helped build a rhythm between them; one of heat and desperation, give and take.

"R-reno," he gasped, trying to pull back. But blue-green eyes narrowed on his face as those fingers gripped his waist hard enough to leave bruises. The message was clear.

Don't you dare fucking move.

Cloud cried out, back arching as he came. Reno stoically took him down, eyes burning with lust as he sucked the blond dry.

Now the real fun could begin.

"Cloud?" A childish voice questioned from the doorway. Both men instantly froze, one choking, and the other straightening, eyes snapping wide open in horror.

Denzel stood in the door, curious eyes on his hero, who reached down and pushed Reno away before hurriedly zipping his pants. He had never been so happy that the boy was too short to see over the bar countertop as he was now.

He cleared his throat. "Denzel, what's wrong? Why're you up?"

"Oh, I heard you come in and then some weird noises." Tiny wrinkles appeared on Denzel's brow as he looked around. "I thought I heard someone else…"

"Shit," Reno cursed, and immediately snapped his jaw closed when he realized he'd spoken aloud.

Cloud sighed and nudged the idiot redhead with his boot. "Yeah, that was Reno. He…dropped something."

The Turk glared up the blond before dusting himself off and standing to grin at the boy. "Yo, what's up, kiddo?"

"Huh," Denzel said, squinting at Reno. "You guys must have been making sandwiches, because you've got mayonnaise on your mouth!"

Quiet: /dork