CHAPTER 6:

"Really? That's what you're gonna wear?" Reno asked as Cloud came out of the bathroom in the same clothes he usually wore. He looked more like he was ready to fight someone instead of what he was really doing, going out with his friends.

"Yeah, why not?" Cloud didn't usually go out socially, just to have fun, so he really didn't care how he looked most of the time.

"I really doubt you're gonna have a good time in that. Let me help, yo." The smaller Turk took a couple of steps toward his friend. Placing his hand quizzically on his chin he examined Cloud's outfit, making a 'hmmm' sound as he did. Reaching up, he gave the blond man's shoulder pad a tug.

"This needs to go." Reno said, more to himself than anything as he started to unbuckle the strap for it on the left side of Cloud's chest. It slid down his arm and Reno pulled it off by the sleeve, sitting it on the back of the couch.

"I think…this thing, around your waist, whatever it is, that too." He smiled as he reached for the belt that held it on, unfastened and sat it with the shoulder pad. He unstrapped all of the extra holsters at his back and tossed away the leather. The only small detail left was to unglove both hands and Cloud looked like a normal guy. Reno stepped back to admire his handiwork. Seeing his friend now in his black pants and ribbed sweater tank top brought a grin to his face. It truly was the first time he had ever seen Cloud when he wasn't covered in all of that mess he wore. It was good to see him like this, normal for a moment instead of being in his constant fight with himself.

"There. That wasn't so hard, was it?" Reno reached out, playfully giving Cloud a punch on the shoulder.

"I look okay?"

"Better than ever. Who'd have thought that under all that was a guy that could look this decent?" Reno motioned for Cloud to follow him to the kitchen, where Rude had been.

"Yo, Rude. How's he look?" Reno asked, followed by the older Turk turning around to have a look. Rude himself looked very much the same as usual. He had on a fresh pair of black slacks, his jacket and a pair of shades, but instead of a button-down shirt, he had on a white t-shirt that clung to his muscular build. A grin appeared for a moment and he nodded, approving of Cloud's less battle-worthy appearance.

"Now, are you going to go get some clothes on? We're all waiting for you." Rude asked his lover, who was still in the dry pajamas he had put on earlier that morning.

"Yeah, I just got done with my hair before I had to help out our friend here, cut me a bit of slack, yo." Reno replied, before walking out of the kitchen and heading back to his room to change. It never took him long to put on clothes, he did that in maybe a minute tops. His hair was the huge problem every morning. Before Rude and Cloud could barely get into a conversation, not that the two quieter men had much to talk about when Reno wasn't there, he was already back and ready to go. There the red-hared Turk stood wearing a pair of black jeans, a white tank top and a thin unzipped sky blue hoodie overtop, and his everyday black jacket, unzipped on top of that. The pants were tight around the butt and thighs, but bagged out a lot around the lower legs. Reno's shirt left very little of his skinny body to the imagination.

"Reno…zip one of those up, it's cold outside." Rude grunted, trying to sound much less bothered than he actually was. Shrugging, and only being nice to his love, Reno ablidged, zipping his sweater shirt up to a comfortable level. He wasn't surprised at all. Rude was a pretty jealous man, and he hated it when Reno went out in public dressed in anything that could be seen as provocative.

"We ready to go?" Cloud asked. Rude nodded and they headed out the front door.

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Upon entering the bar, the three of them realized that the BackLander wasn't only a bar, but a dance club as well. Reno smiled brightly as the pulsing techno music reached him, and the neon lights zoomed all over the dance floor. People were out having fun and dancing, as well as others that were just sitting at tables and at the front bar drinking and having interesting conversations.

"Rude, you wanna dance with me?" Reno asked. The BackLander was a gay bar, so he felt that it wouldn't be too much to ask of Rude. He wouldn't have to be embarrassed here and could happily and affectionately be with Reno here.

"No way, man. I don't dance." Rude replied as they headed over to find a place to sit. Once seated, Rude took no time getting a waiter over to get the three of them drinks. Reno was excited as could be, seeing all of the other couples happily kissing each other and feeling free. He had always wished Rude would treat him like that. Reno never cared about what people thought of him. He told everyone that cared to know that he was with Rude. He would have liked for them to at least hold hands in the park or something remotely close. Rude had a big phobia about showing affection in public, anything more than hugging Reno when they had to leave each other to do their own thing at work, Rude would not do unless nobody was looking. He took a big leap that day, when they kissed in front of their friends. Reno wanted it to be able to happen all of the time. Supposedly he was affectionate when he was with his ex-wife Teresa, and Reno had started wondering if it was just him. Maybe Rude was ashamed of him. The feeling got to him, and he had only finished half of his drink before he needed to get up and get away.

"Yo, I'm gonna go dance. You sure you don't want to come?" Reno asked again, this time very hopefully. Rude still declined so Reno walked down to the dance floor alone and slightly depressed. Rude never knew this, but Reno loved to dance.

"Hey Rude," Cloud said after a few minutes of idle talk, "Reno can really move, huh?" He pointed out toward the floor. Rude could definitely see that Cloud was right. Reno sure could dance. He was amazing, the way he could move himself, so flexible and with such grace. He also noticed that they way Reno was dancing attracted attention to him, and a lot of the other men seemed to love it. They all seemed to want to dance wit Reno, and Rude could see that he was smiling and having a good time. He was the perfect dancer, combining every style Rude had ever heard of and swaying himself perfectly to every pulse of the music. He felt so lucky, but so threatened at the same time to be with Reno, someone so unbelievably carefree and so in love with life. Before long, guys started buying him drinks. He finished off at least four before he came back up to Rude and Cloud, now munching on a cardboard platter of nachos.

"Where'd you get those?" Rude asked. Reno finished his mouthful before passing them to his lover.

"This guy named Reggie got them for me. I was freakin hungry and I don't want to get too drunk too fast, so I needed some food to slow down the alcohol." Reno smiled, leaning down to kiss Rude. Instead, Rude jolted back and caught the smaller Turk in a less pleasing hug. Reno sighed inwardly, disappointed more than angry.

"I came back to see if you want to go back down with me." Reno asked for the third and final time. Rude said something to the tune of just watching from where he sat. Now irritated, Reno turned to his friend who had hardly said anything all night.

"Cloud, come dance with me, yo." Reno extended a hand to pull his friend to his feet. "We'll be back, Rude." Reno said, dragging a hesitant Cloud out onto the floor with him. He could tell his friend was nervous so he took Cloud's hands and started to move him to the beat.

"How many drinks have you had, bud?" Reno asked. Cloud held up two fingers and Reno established that this was not enough. He gave Cloud the remainder of his ass-kicker bomb of a drink. It seemed like before very long, Cloud let go and danced with Reno, without being withdrawn and embarrassed. He was a good dancer, too. Not nearly as good as Reno, but for having a few drinks in him, he could hold his own. Reno got some of his new friends introduced to Cloud, and soon Cloud was getting as many free drinks as Reno was. The two of them together had so many people complimenting and flirting with them. Reno had to tell them each time that he was taken and Cloud was straight. It bummed the other single guys out, but they had fun anyway.

An hour had gone by before Cloud gripped Reno's sleeve, getting his attention.

"Reno. I suddenly feel awful." He said, breathing slower and more carefully.

"What's wrong?" He asked, stopping in concern for his friend.

"My stomach hurts. I feel sick."

"You're gonna puke, aren't ya?" Reno asked, pretty sure he already knew the answer. By this time, Cloud had a lot of drinks. He was drunk and the alcohol was too much for his system.

"I think so. Take me to the bathroom."

Reno nodded, placing a supporting hand on Cloud's back as he lead his friend to the facilities in the back. As soon as they were there, Cloud ran into a stall, dropped onto his knees and started to throw up. Reno had always felt bad when other people threw up. He felt a bit guilty, since he was the one that got his friend to drink so much. Reno stepped into the stall behind Cloud, running a soothing hand up and down his friend's back until the puking was done. He then flushed the toilet before helping the other man over to the mirror. He wet a handful of paper towels and helped Cloud wipe his face off.

"You guys taking off, now?" The man that Reno had been hanging out with a lot of the night, Reggie asked.

"Yeah. I think so. He's not feeling so hot, yo." Reno replied. "Can you walk out of here okay, Cloud?" Reno asked. Cloud nodded and he started to lead him back out to the bar.

"It was nice meeting you Reno, Cloud."

"You too, man. Have a good night."

Reno motioned for Rude to come down by the door, and he waited with Cloud until is boyfriend got there.

"What's going on?" Rude asked, gruff as usual.

"We need to take Cloud back home. He's throwing up." Reno replied. Rude agreed and followed the two out of the bar, slightly behind them, to keep an eye on the two. Rude liked being the back support of a group, making sure everything was okay from his angle. They headed out onto the street and started making the walk home. Rude nodded in agreement when Reno said that they should take Cloud back to their house for the night. He noted that Tifa would probably be madder if they left him with her in the state he was in. Reno continued to guide his intoxicated friend toward the safety of home when he felt the other man shiver.

"You cold?" he asked.

"No, I'm fine. It's just… the throwing up. I hate it." Cloud replied, not able to piece a lie together very well.

"Sure, "Reno said, removing his coat and helping Cloud put it on, "Don't take that off, or I'll kick your ass." He laughed as Cloud stumbled and he steadied him to zip the front of his coat.

"Easy." Rude said, now helping Reno with the cumbersome man as he placed a hand on him, steadying his staggering.

"Yeah, Rude. He's a real light-weight. I would have never guessed." Reno smiled toward the older Turk as they formed a crutch on either side of their friend until they got him into the house. Instantly, just as soon as they got through the door, Cloud had to throw up again, so Reno took him to the bathroom while Rude locked the door and took off his jacket. He was sweaty and needed a shower. He was going to have to kick Cloud out of their only bathroom. Walking in, he saw Reno giving his friend a swig of mouthwash to get the taste of vomit to go away.

"Is he going to be okay for a while?" Rude asked. When Reno nodded, he explained that he wanted to take a shower. Reno nodded his approval before helping Cloud into the spare bedroom, the room that used to be his before he and Rude became a couple. The two of them sat down on the bed together, and Reno once again asked his friend if he was going to be okay.

Cloud nodded. "Yeah, I feel a little better now."

The two of them talked and laughed for a short time before Cloud reached the emotional period of inebriation, and started to talk about Tifa.

"Reno, she doesn't understand. She knows I love her. But I have my own ghosts to do away with. I mean, I want to be with her, but I just…I don't want to start becoming happy, and then…I'm scared I'm going to lose her." Cloud said drunkenly. He was just a bit unsteady with his speech, but Reno knew what he meant.

"I know, man. But you can't live your life in fear. You'll never be happy that way. Plus…Tifa's a tough girl. She could kick my ass any day, and I'm pretty tough myself. You don't have to worry about her like Aerith." He looked at his friend, whose Mako-enhanced eyes began to sparkle and brim with tears. Oh no, he's an emotional drunk. He's about to cry. Well, here we go. I better just play Dr. Reno and make it all better.

Cloud sniffed, trying to blink is tears away. Even drunk, he didn't want to cry in front of Reno. Sure, he would be the easiest person to cry in front of, but Cloud wanted to be strong. Reno touched Cloud's shoulder, in comfort, and pulled his friend forward.

"It's okay. Come here, man." Cloud wrapped his arms around Reno, burying his face into the blue sweat shirt he wore, and let it all go, suddenly crying his eyes out without any more control over what he was doing.

"She doesn't know what it's like to have someone die in her arms. Nobody does. She doesn't know what it feels like to be like me." Reno rubbed his hands over Cloud's back, just being there to comfort. He thought of correcting Cloud, and telling him that Tifa knew what it was like, because she lost her dad, but he thought better of it. Besides, he was starting to feel a little emotional himself. He knew from experience that what Cloud was talking about hurt worse than anything. His own memories made his eyes and throat burn as a couple of tears escaped his eyes. He blinked them away and just tried to talk to Cloud.

"It's gonna be okay. You're going to tell her all about how you feel tomorrow." His voice was cracked, and as much as he didn't want it to, it drew Cloud's attention.

"Reno, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, man. Just bad memories. I know how you feel. But you have the chance to have someone love you so much. She'll probably hold your hand and kiss you in public, man. That's gotta be pretty special."

"What do you mean?"

"Did you notice that my boyfriend didn't want anything to do with me pretty much all night? There were so many happy couples out. I wanted to take him to that bar because I thought he would be proud to be with me there. But you saw what happened when I tried to kiss him. Fuck, Cloud I feel like…well he acts like he doesn't love me. We have been together for two years and just two weeks ago was the first time he did anything more than hug me when people were around."

"Reno, at least you've got him. At least you had the guts to go for it. I'm always holding myself back from having a good life. I want to be happy, but something in the back of my mind doesn't want me to be. I love Tifa…God I love her so much, but I'm so stupid."

"You're not stupid man, you're just scared. I'll tell you whose stupid, me. I'm a fucking moron. I can't ever do shit right at work or at home. I used to wish that my mom could look down and see me, but now I don't wish that at all."

"Your mom…?" Cloud asked. He didn't know about Reno even having a mom. He was sure that he did, because everyone does at one point, but he knew nothing about her.

"Yeah…my fucking…mom. Goddamn I wish she was…proud of me. Cloud, she fucking…died in my arms…just like Aerith. I'm so sorry man."

The two crying drunks cried together for a few minutes, just embracing and letting out their pent up feelings. It felt good for Reno to vent, and he didn't cry for long at all. But Cloud, he had a lot of pain to work through. To his surprise, Reno liked being the one to help. He was glad that he was being trusted right now. Of course, Cloud probably was not going to remember this when the morning came. He would probably sleep clear into the afternoon of the next day, but it didn't stop Reno from liking the fact that Cloud was asking for help, and he was there to give it. Finally after a time, Cloud sat back up straight, sniffing and wiping his eyes on the sleeve of the jacket he was wearing.

"Reno, thanks for dealing with me. You're a good person."

Reno nodded, but before he could even comprehend it, a new pair of lips was against his, attacking him with sloppy, drunken kisses. Cloud was kissing him; his arms gripped Reno's biceps in his powerful grip, pulling him into the kiss. His lips were warm and his tongue darted out, forcing its way into Reno's mouth, tracking along the faint taste of mint and alcohol. Physically Reno reacted to the kiss before the shock of it was able to set in. His mouth unconsciously opened, granting Cloud access and his tongue pressed back against the invading one. A moan escaped his lips and he figured out what was happening right now. Oh shit. He's really drunk. Cloud's kissing me. It feels fucking incredible, but this is wrong. This isn't Rude, and it's wrong. Wrong to cheat on Rude, and wrong to take advantage of Cloud right now.

"Wait, Cloud." Reno said, pulling back from the kiss, only to have the other man go for his neck. "This isn't right," lifting his face up tenderly to meet his eyes, "You're drunk, and I'm taken. Rude is my boyfriend. I would never hurt him in a million years."

"You just said that he doesn't love you."

"No, yo. I said he doesn't act like he loves me. But that doesn't make cheating okay. I've never been one to approve of that. Rude and I will have to work through our problems. And what about Tifa?"

For a moment, Cloud straightened, remembering Tifa. "I'm sorry I did that." He told Reno. He was so confused right now, drunk and confused. It had felt so good to kiss Reno like that. Because of being intoxicated, he had confidence enough to do things now that he had never done before. Yes, this was his first kiss. He always thought of Tifa, and never betrayed his thoughts of her when he went off to join SOLDIER. Nothing romantic had happened between himself and Aerith, as much as he felt that he loved her at the time. At this moment, butterflies were flitting in his stomach and he was trembling with excitement. This was new and beautiful, and he lacked the logic to understand that it was wrong right now. He didn't care. He needed more. Cloud grabbed a hold of his friend again, kissing him harder and more fiercely than before.

Rude had been walking by that room, when he noticed the odd closeness between Cloud and Reno. He stopped to peer into the door, which was only cracked open ajar. To his surprise, Cloud had his mouth against Reno's. They were kissing each other. Something inside of Rude ached, and he felt like he was dying for a split second. Before losing control of himself, he thought that he had to make sure. He watched a moment longer, and noticed Reno had his hand's against Cloud's chest, gently trying to push the forceful grip off of him. Reno doesn't want him. He's pushing him away. Wait, then why are they still kissing? He's not trying very hard to push Cloud off of him. Cloud's drunk; I know that Reno can overpower a drunk person. He's fought a lot of them at work. What the Hell is going on? That's it, I can't take anymore.

Reno finally pushed Cloud back, disconnecting their kiss. The two of them were breathing heavily, lips slightly swollen. Of course Reno could have shoved Cloud away faster, but in no way did he want to hurt his friend. He just wanted him to stop. Before he could gather his thoughts though, the door flew open and in came an angry Rude.

"Cloud! Get away from my boyfriend you motherf-" he came at the drunken blond, fist drawn and ready to swing before Reno leapt to his feet, positioning himself between his lover and Cloud, hands now clinging onto the front of Rude's t-shirt.

"Rude, don't, yo!" He yelled, "Baby, let's go out to the living room and talk this shit over."

"No, I'm going to fu-"

"He's drunk! He's not thinking clearly, and he's lonely. Come on, leave him alone. Please don't hurt him, Rude." Reno clutched onto his lover's powerful forearm, fist still flexed. Relief swept over him as Rude's fist dropped. He wasn't going to hit Cloud, not right now anyway. He turned and walked out into the hall, waiting for Reno, who turned to his terrified and drunk friend and told him to lie down and get some rest, and that everything would be okay in the morning. The red-head then followed his love out to the other side of the house.

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"Now how about you tell me what that was."

"I told you, Rude. He kissed me. He's drunk, man. I didn't see it coming and I told him to stop, but he didn't."

"So he was taking advantage of you? For that I should go in there right now and kill his ass dead!"

"No! Rude, Cloud is missing Tifa. We should have just taken him to her tonight. He wouldn't have kissed me then. It just happened. We were just talking, and he got confused about what I was saying."

"What were you saying?"

"That I was sad because of the way you were treating me. Cloud took it the wrong way. He just wanted to thank me for being there for him, but he did it in the wrongest way possible."

"How I've been treating you? I haven't done anything to you all day. How do you think it feels watching a bunch of other guys rubbing up against you, and seeing Cloud put his hands all over you all night?"

"What?! I was dancing, Rude. That's what you do. You have to touch to dance with someone, you old goat! Maybe that should tell you something. My friends touch me in public more than you do. You won't even kiss me publically at a gay bar, Rude! The only time you want to even do anything more than say you're my boyfriend is when we're at home and nobody's around. That fucking cuts deep, yo."

"So you go rub your ass on a bunch of other men?"

"I asked you to come and dance with me, but you wouldn't. I love you so much. I would do anything for you. I tell people all the time how happy I am to be with you. You have no idea how many times I have wanted to kiss you right in front of everyone at work. You don't know how many times I have seen couples cuddling out in the open and wished it was us."

Rude dropped his fit of anger for a moment. "Reno, why didn't you tell me that I've been neglecting you? That's why you let Cloud kiss you, isn't it? How did it feel?"

"No, I didn't let him. He snuck it on me. And no matter how it felt, it couldn't compare to your love. I just want you to be proud of me. I'm so sorry."

"I am proud of you. I really didn't know it mattered to you like this. You know I have a problem with affection in public."

"What about when you were with Teresa?"

"Reno, I was just a kid, then. That was different. Teresa was my first love."

"So, am I not good enough, yo?"

"You're better, 100%. That's why I want to protect you, from the shit people would try to do to you if they saw us being romantic in public together."

"You know I can protect myself."

"Baby, I love you. You know I do."

"Then show me once in a while. Who cares what people say to us? What about our friends? They're happy for us. You won't even put your hands on me in front of them, unless you can write it off as just friendly contact."

"You're saying you just want me to show you more-"

"Yes! Exactly. I just want to feel like you love me."

"Reno…I'm so sorry." My neglect has made him feel unloved. All he wants is me. I've been the one making him sad like this. How can I even act like showing him that I love him is something I can't do? I've been an ass.

Rude stepped forward, taking his lover into his arms. Reno wrapped his own arms around Rude's neck, pulling him into a kiss. It started soft, loving and gentle. Rude's hands roamed over the love of his life. He hadn't made love to Reno in very close to two weeks, and all of these little moments that they had let their need for one another build on was taking a toll on his patience. He instantly wanted the younger man. This tender moment that they were now sharing, and his desire to make Reno know that he was loved didn't lessen the sudden wave of arousal that worked into Rude's body.

Reno pulled away for a moment. "I'm sorry about Cloud."

"I'm sorry for Cloud." Rude replied.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Reno asked, confused.

"Because he will never have you."

Rude leaned back in, claiming the smaller Turk's mouth once again. He wrapped his arms as tight as he could around the more slender waist, holding his lover close and pressing the hardened crotch of his pajama pants against the younger man.

Reno pulled away a moment, looking down. He could see the outline of Rude's perfectly sculpted shaft pressed excitedly against the fabric of his clothes. Without a doubt he was desperate for Reno, already breathing heavily. Just the sight of it, just the way it rubbed against him caused Reno's jeans to constrict in response. Rude wanted him right now, even with Cloud in the other room. They usually didn't have sex when they had guests staying over for the night.

"I want that. Rude, I want you inside of me." Reno sighed, now very flushed and aroused.

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They had stood there in the openness of the living room, kissing and touching anywhere they could on one another, aroused and in need of each other, feeling as long as they could before it became too much. Rude had made short work of Reno's clothing, and had him standing before the space of the living room fully nude, wanting Rude more than ever.

"You're perfect." Rude sighed as Reno slowly dropped to the floor, kissing his way down Rude's shirted abs before stopping at the front of his pants, placing his thumbs under the waistband on both sides before pulling them to the floor, freeing Rude's trapped engorgement. At the sudden exposure to the air, Rude hissed sharply. Taking advantage of his surprise even more, Reno quickly slid his tongue up the entire length before taking the head into his mouth, sucking now with two years of still building skill. This drew a louder gasp from Rude.

"Ah! Yes, Reno." He moaned, already painfully hard. The suction just made it more solid by the minute. He could feel the smaller man's hand wrap gently around the base of his cock, steadying it and allowing Reno to take more into his mouth. He had gotten so good at this since they had first gotten together. This felt incredible. Reno felt the bigger man's hands wind into his hair, guiding his mouth over the huge erection he was receiving with such perfection. His hips started to move forward in time with his light thrusts, trying to get as much as he could into Reno's beautiful mouth without choking him. This was too good, and Rude felt close within only a few minutes. He felt one of the younger man's hands trace up the muscles of his leg, and gently cup one cheek of his smooth, firm ass, before dropping back down. Looking down and seeing Reno suddenly masturbating while doing this made it to where he wanted to be inside of him even more.

Pulling away, Rude lowered himself onto his knees in front of where Reno sat; wanting to watch what he was doing with himself. For some reason, Rude loved watching Reno touch his own body. The way his hands knew just what he wanted, milking pre-come from the tip of his length, the way he tried to hide his own moans, and maybe even the way that Rude watching him made him do it even more.

"I…want you." Reno panted, hand still stroking himself up and down. Barely able to stand it, Rude motioned for him to turn around, and he did, pressing his back against Rude's front. He craned his neck upward; meeting Rude's lips with passionate kissing as strong hands roamed over is bare, pale skin. He loved how Rude's hands felt on him, massaging their way down his body, touching the throbbing need between his legs, pumping him slowly. After moments of this, Rude broke their kiss, putting his hands on Reno's shoulders and gently pushing him forward, wanting him to bend over the coffee table. Reno did as he was directed. The coffee table was the perfect height for him when he was on his knees. He slowly rested the front of his body over it, muscles jumping now due to the coldness of the surface. He relaxed when he felt a warm hand travel down his scarred back. He could hear Rude sticking the fingers of his other hand into his mouth.

"Rude, I can't wait. Just have me. I need you so bad it hurts." Reno begged. He didn't think he could stand being prepped. He wanted Rude to force his way into him.

"Are you sure?" Rude asked. When Reno nodded, Rude used the saliva that he'd wet his fingers with to coat his pulsing cock. He then placed the head at Reno's entrance, and taking a firm hold on the femininely curved hips, he pushed into his beloved boyfriend's opening, slowly adding inch by inch until he was fully sheathed inside of Reno's warm body. He paused, waiting a moment until all of the red haired Turk's muscles relaxed before starting to pull out. He pulled out to where only an inch or so was left inside before trusting in hard.

"AH! Rude! Please…more. Do that again." Obliging his love, Rude thrust in again, wringing another cry from Reno's lips. He slid in and out, slow but making sure that he got Reno's attention, teasing his insides slightly, stroking over his sweet spot and ripping another cry before thrusting in hard again.

"God…harder Rude." Reno moaned, as Rude started to quicken his pace. He started to go rougher with Reno, hitting slightly harder against his prostate, sending shivers of pleasure through him. Soon Rude had used up most of his self control, and wasn't able to keep himself from slamming in and out of Reno, in and out of heaven. Before Rude knew it, he was pounding into the tightness Reno's body offered him, smashing their hips together and trying to get as much in as he could. He started striking the sweet spot as hard as he could, powered more and more by the screams that were coming from the man under him.

"Ah! Oh my God…Rude fuck me!" Reno was crying out, in full pleasure that he couldn't hold back. Rude was banging into him so hard it hurt, but it felt so good at the same time. His hip bones were actually being fully smashed into the wood of the table, and then yanked away so that Rude could bury his full length inside. The fullness was too much. This was uncontrollable. He hadn't been shown this kind of love in too long, and having it now was mind blowing. Reno was only vaguely aware that he was screaming. He was more focused on Rude. The sounds of Rude moaning were music to his ears.

"Reno. Tell me you're mine." Rude demanded, shoving in as hard as he could.

"Oh RUDE! I am so…fucking yours!" Reno screamed, now pushing his hips back into the oncoming thrusts, one hand holding on tight to the underside of the coffee table, and the other one masturbating his length as hard as he could.

"Say you love me!" Rude yelled at him, driving him crazy with moans.

"I LOVE YOU!" Reno shrieked as loud as he could. He needed this, and he was getting close.

"Reno…"

"Mmmm, yes baby?" Reno panted, barely able to form words now.

"I love you." Rude said, seriously and for the moment, full of love, before being taken by a blinding orgasm.

"Uh…Reno, I'm coming!" He screamed, once again thrusting as hard as he could into his love. Reno could feel the pulsing, and the stabbing into his prostate. All of this, Rude loving him and the excitement of the two of them making love like this, where they could get caught if Cloud broke out of a drunken sleep, was too much and Reno shortly followed Rude into orgasm. After that moment, together in blind pleasure, it was over. Rude leaned on top of his lover for a moment, before sitting up and pulling Reno over to him.

"You okay, baby?" He asked. Reno nodded.

"Rude."

"Yeah?"

"I came on the carpet, yo."

"It's okay. I'll clean it up later. Let's do this as many times as we can tonight."

"I like the sound of that."

"Let's go get in bed. I only need maybe 30 minutes or so."

End of Chapter 6.