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14 - Backlash and Pleasure
Genesis leaned against the back of the elevator carriage with his arms folded across his chest, legs crossed at the ankles as it ascended to the 70th floor from the 59th. He scowled and chewed on his anger and frustration as he silently cursed President Shinra. If the bastard had something to say, why the hell couldn't he have said it earlier? He could be taking a nice hot shower with an insanely sexy Turk right now! But no, he'd been summoned like a Gaia-damned servant!
The SSC's anger got the best of him and he slammed his right hand into one of the carriage walls. At the same time the doors slid open and the sound echoed down the hallway. His scowl deepened and he removed his fist from the dent he'd created, quickly gliding out of the elevator with his head lowered before the doors drifted shut.
"They'll probably make you replace that paneling you know," a voice replied with a chuckle. "Or least pay for it."
Genesis shrugged in response and focused his scowl on Angeal, who was standing in the hallway with his arms crossed over his broad chest. The auburn SSC started to reply, but stopped at an unknown female voice.
"There's a paper storage closet you can use. Follow me please."
"Thank you," replied a voice he was becoming increasingly more familiar with. Sephiroth. Genesis raised an eyebrow and looked at Angeal in question. The black haired SSC gave a sheepish shrug in response.
Genesis sighed and briskly walked past Angeal without another word. His eyes darted from side to side taking in his surroundings. The two were currently walking down a short hallway toward a large desk. The desk was inside a decent sized reception area and Genesis figured the female voice he'd heard was the President's secretary. Damn, they work late.
To his surprise there didn't seem to be anything special about the area or its furnishings; metal and glass like everything in Shinra. He figured the President's personal floor would be opulent and flashy. Of course they hadn't seen the actual office, but Shinra was an arrogant ass that loved to wave his wealth and power in others faces, especially clients and business partners.
As the two SSCs' approached the receptionist's desk, the door to their right opened and a woman appeared, followed by Sephiroth.
"SOLDIERs' Second Class Rhapsodos and Hewley?" she questioned as she swiftly moved behind the desk. She was dressed in normal business attire; knee length dark blue skirt, while blouse, and jacket matching the skirt. Her light brown hair was pulled into a ponytail in the back but part of the front was left down to frame her face.
The two SOLDIERs nodded in response. "Please have a seat. The President will be with you shortly."
Sephiroth moved toward a small cluster of chairs and Genesis and Angeal joined him. The silver SOLIDER sat down in his posture perfect manner. Angeal tried to look relaxed but his fidgeting gave him away. Genesis was perfectly still, posture showing arrogance to most, annoyance to those that knew him.
"What did you need to use the paper closet for?" Genesis asked Sephiroth, keeping his voice low.
"I locked Tseng in it."
"What?"
Sephiroth gave a sheepish smirk. "President Shinra won't let anyone else watch him. It was either the closet or one of the holding cells."
"Heh, closet's better," Genesis snickered.
"I thought so."
Angeal quietly listened to the other SSC's talk. He was both surprised and glad the two seemed to be getting along so well. The inky SOLDIER knew Genesis could be a pain in the ass and he often worried that his friend isolated himself too much. He also suspected Sephiroth had few, if any, friends. The budding friendship could be good for them both.
There was a beeping sound and the secretary picked up a phone. As she replaced the receiver she called, "SOLDIER Second Class Rhapsodos?" The auburn haired SOLDIER locked eyes with her. "The President will see you now."
Genesis swiveled his head toward Sephiroth with a questioning expression. The silver SSC gave a slight shrug and Genesis sighed. He stood and walked toward the secretary, who was beaming at him.
"Right this way please," she said in a bright voice, moving out from behind the desk.
Genesis raised an eyebrow and pondered the woman's sudden change in behavior. Until now she'd been nothing but professional cool, no smiling, no emotion in her voice. Now she was suddenly Miss Chipper? As they walked, she tossed a sly smile over her shoulder and Genesis flashed one of his own. She smiled wider and quickly turned away, her hand going to her mouth. Gods she was flirting with him!
"Right through here," the woman said, stopping in front of the door on the left.
"Thank you," Genesis replied.
"My pleasure."
"The pleasure was all mine," the auburn SSC chirped. He took the woman's right hand and quickly kissed it, flashing a flirtatious smile all the while. He felt a twinge of guilt when he thought about Reno but he didn't have any intention of doing anything with the secretary, he simply couldn't help himself. Perhaps it was his upbringing. Besides, having a friend in such a high position might come in handy someday. Genesis winked at the woman and she stifled a giggle before going back to her desk.
By the time the door slid shut behind him, his entire demeanor had changed. He slid from 'Prince Charming' to 'SOLDIER Second Class' in the span of a heartbeat. He'd have to use one of the Science Departments super computers to perform the calculations on how many times he'd had to hide himself and his feelings in front of others when he was growing up. Now it was automatic; practice really did make perfect.
The SSC cleared his mind and looked around. While it still wasn't what he'd expected, it was a bit closer. The ceilings were quite high and there were two staircases, one on each side, leading up to a loft-like area. He assumed the President's 'office' was up there since the man wasn't on this floor. Underneath the loft area were a few scattered couches, chairs, and tables. Genesis figured the man held more informal meetings there.
The auburn sighed and started up the staircase on his left. The floor, both upstairs and down, was done in different shades of silver metal and black stone. A light metal created lines while a darker metal and black stone created different sizes of triangles in a symmetrical pattern. There were several columns in the room with lights at their tops. Reaching the top of the stairs he noted the entire area had a three hundred and sixty degree view of Midgar.
There was a huge square shaped desk toward the far end of the room. He wasn't sure 'desk' really described the thing as it looked more like a control console. There were at least four computers, multiple security screens, keyboards, and several buttons and switches. Smack in the middle of it all sat President Shinra.
Genesis walked to the desk and stopped five feet in front of it. He drew himself up to attention and stood motionless, eyes looking out the window at the city beyond.
"At ease," President Shinra snapped.
Genesis shifted to parade rest and leveled his eyes on the President. He caught movement out of the corner of his right eye and turned his head in that direction. A man with an angular face, pointed chin, and blonde hair a few shades darker than Rufus's approached. Finely framed silver glasses accented his denim blue eyes and he wore a navy blue pinstriped jacket over a white shirt, grey slacks, and immaculate white gloves. An ascot the color of his eyes completed the outfit.
As he got closer the guy smiled and extended a gloved white hand. "Lazard Deusericus, SOLDIERs new Director."
"SOLDIER Second Class Genesis Rhapsodos," the SSC replied, shaking the offered hand.
"I know," Lazard said, taking his hand back. "Pleasure to finally meet you." Genesis nodded in response.
"Care to explain why you've been AWOL for a week SOLDIER?" Shinra barked, annoyed with the time wasting. Both men turned to face him. Lazard's face was neutral and he couldn't read the SSC's expression.
Genesis fought not to scowl, stifled a scathing reply, and forced his hand to stay by his side instead of seeking out the new SOLDIER Director's face. He'd been listed as AWOL? For a week? What the hell! The least Lazard could have done was list his status as 'Active Mission' on the SOLDIER sheets! He ground his teeth together but otherwise managed to remain motionless and silent.
"Fine!" Shinra yelled. "Then explain to me why my three most promising SOLDIERs escorted criminals into this very building!"
"Criminals my ass," Genesis muttered before he could stop his tongue. Lazard bit back a chuckle as the President's face went a lovely shade of red.
"What was that?" Shinra spat through clenched teeth.
"You obviously heard me," Genesis retorted. Screw it, he thought. If he was going down, he'd go down in style.
"You obstinate, insubordinate, arrogant piece of shit!" The SSC snickered and his anger level went through the roof. "Do you know what I could do to you, you little prick?"
"Give it your best shot you doughy little fuck gnome," Genesis shot back.
"Genesis!" Lazard whispered in warning. The President started laughing a deep, full laugh and it startled him so much he almost went through the roof. That's... not what I expected.
"I read your file Rhapsodos. Several write-ups for that attitude of yours, not to mention the ones for fighting and insubordination," Shinra said, getting serious again while wondering what a 'fuck gnome' was. The SSC shrugged in response. "I should throw you out of the SOLDIER program or have you killed."
"Do what you must," Genesis replied in a bored tone.
Shinra scowled, not liking that he didn't intimidate the little prick. "I've talked to the Science Department and you are quite promising. That said, you're to continue watching the redheaded Turk but are suspended from all missions and regular SOLDIER duties for two weeks. In addition you're demoted a rank." He hadn't intended to demote the SSC but it was obvious he'd forgotten his place.
Genesis's jaw dropped for a split second but he quickly regained control of it and snapped it closed. The scowl he'd been fighting washed over his face and he glared at Shinra. The President gave a curious and surprised expression before a twisted grin wiped the look away.
"If you can keep yourself in line for one month, your rank will be restored. I do expect adequate explanations on why you were AWOL and how you came to escort the Turks into the building in your report," he paused then added, "Consider yourself lucky SOLDIER. You're dismissed."
Genesis spun on his heel and stormed toward the staircase. His hands were tingling and it was taking a great deal of control to not fling a few fireballs at the fat bastard. If he didn't get out of here soon he wasn't going to have to worry about a spell, he'd simply kill the son of a bitch with his bare hands. He'd kill Lazard too for marking him as AWOL and not defending him.
"Oh and SOLDIER?" Shinra called, as Genesis was just about to place his foot on the first stair. "Be sure to see the equipment department if you no longer have your Third uniform," he said through a chuckle. He just couldn't help that last barb since he'd finally gotten to the SSC.
Genesis ground his teeth together and suddenly found himself back in the reception area. He didn't remember the trip, but he was getting used to that. Now that he wasn't in the office he violently shook his hands out.
Sephiroth looked up a split second before Genesis appeared. He'd heard the SSC coming but apparently Angeal hadn't as he suddenly jumped. The silver haired man took one look at Genesis and knew his control was failing.
Genesis was still shaking his hands when a shadow fell over him. He raised rapidly blinking eyes and found Sephiroth standing a foot away from him. "I'm trying," he whispered lowly so that only the silver SSC would hear. He was angry and ashamed at the helpless whining tone in his voice.
At the auburn man's words, Sephiroth reached out and locked long fingers on Genesis's jaw. He jerked the other man's head up until their eyes locked and was surprised to find Genesis fighting back tears. "Concentrate Genesis," he whispered.
"I'm trying godsdamnit," Genesis half whined, half growled. Stop fucking whining!
Sephiroth's mind raced for anything to help the man in front of him. If only he knew him better! He started to call for Angeal when it hit him. "Think of Reno," he said, shaking Genesis's head to keep him focused.
Reno? Genesis's foggy mind thought. At the name, his mind cleared and he saw the redhead sitting shirtless in the cave. He remembered how the fire had played across the Turk's skin and the feel of Reno in his mouth. How the man's organ had throbbed and quivered at his touch. His mind cleared enough that he knew if he lost his last ounce of control, he'd never see the Turk again. He closed his eyes and focused all his attention on getting his emotions under control.
Sephiroth released the auburn SSC when he felt some of the tension drain out of the man. That was close, he thought as Angeal came up behind him.
"What's going on?" Angeal asked worriedly.
Genesis opened his eyes and gave a weak smile. "Everything's fine 'Geal." He took a breath and added, "The asshole is probably going to ask you if you know where I've been for the past week and how we came to escort the Turks into the building. Place the blame on me and get your stories straight quickly."
"You're not at fault!" Angeal yelped.
"Keep your voice down and do it! I'll explain later," Genesis snapped. "I'm going back to Reno's and so help me, if anything else happens I'm jumping out the godsdamned window and taking my Turk with me."
"Genesis!" Angeal said in shock, though he mentally grinned that the auburn had referred to Reno as 'my Turk'.
"Now 'Geal. You're running out of time," Genesis fired back. He gave Sephiroth a quick pat on the arm and headed toward the elevator. The SSC desperately wanted to get back to Reno's but decided he'd stop by his quarters first. He needed to get his old uniform and pick up some other odds and ends. More than that, he wanted to calm himself down before facing the Turk. He wasn't afraid he'd blast Reno with a spell or anything. The auburn was afraid he'd do something much, much worse, like cry.
Reno got out of the shower, dried himself off, and wrapped the towel around his waist. He quickly brushed his hair and tied the longer strands into a ponytail without drying it. It pretty much styled itself as it dried, though he had been known to use mouse or gel to aid it. It depended on what style he was going for: normal, super spiky, or flat.
He gave his reflection a final glance and walked into the adjoining bedroom. Like the rest of the apartment it was barren of anything personal. To him it was just a place to sleep and store his clothes. The Turk found a clean pair of pants draped over the back of a desk chair and grabbed them. He removed the towel, pulled the pants on, and headed to the living room, not bothering with anything else. It was his apartment after all.
Entering the living room he didn't immediately see anyone. He entertained the notion that Shinra had decided the guards were not needed since they could simply lock the Turks in their quarters, but quickly brushed the thought away. Yeah, they could just lock them in their rooms, but the Turks were sneaky and some of them could bypass the security system. No way would Shinra take that chance. Besides, he doubted Genesis would leave without saying goodbye.
A shuffling noise pulled his attention toward the apartment door and the SOLDIER Third Class standing there. He was doing his best to stay at attention but was shifting nervously.
"Who the hell 'r you yo?"
"SOLDIER Third Class Sebastian," came the irritated reply.
"What happened to SSC Rhapsodos?" Reno questioned, raising an eyebrow. Guess he did leave without saying goodbye, he thought, remembering the STC's name from earlier.
"Not sure that's any of your business Turk," STC Sebastian snapped. 'Turk' came out sounding like an insult.
Reno quickly closed the distance and slammed the SOLDIER against the door. He pressed his left forearm against the man's throat, pinning him in place. "Listen d-bag, I might be under confinement 'ight now but I still outrank you. To top it off, yer in my godsdamned house so show some respect ya?" Reno retorted, watching the STC struggle for breath. The man finally nodded and the Turk quickly released him.
STC Sebastian landed hard on his knees and coughed a few times, head parallel with the floor. The Turk outranked him? Why hadn't anyone told him that? He decided the Turk could be messing with him, but he'd have to ask someone for verification. For now he'd go with it. When he regained his breath he stood up and saluted the redhead. "I apologize, Sir."
"Accepted," Reno said, eyeing the man. "Yer still not gonna tell me about the other SOLDIER are ya?" The STC shook his head and Reno sighed. He couldn't really blame the kid but it annoyed him. "Whatever yo," he said, moving into the kitchen.
He yanked open the fridge and was assaulted by a horrific smell. "Ugh," he muttered, poking around for the source. It didn't take long since there wasn't much in there. On the top shelf, in the very back, sat a foam takeout container. The lid had popped open a crack and he could see mold, or something worse, through the slit. Gross. He couldn't throw whatever it was out right now since it would stink up the kitchen and he couldn't leave to throw it in the incinerator. The redhead sighed and grabbed a can of soda, thinking at least it was still safe.
The Turk walked into the living room, opening the can of soda as he went. He placed the can on the coffee table and plopped down on the couch. Grabbing the television remote, he turned it on and channel surfed for a while. Finding nothing of interest he left it on a news channel and leaned his head onto the back of the couch. It wasn't long before sleep overtook him.
20 minutes after Reno fell asleep Genesis returned. He'd packed a bag with two fresh Third Class uniforms, plenty of socks and underwear, a pair of jeans, a maroon polo shirt, and sleep pants. Best to be prepared for anything. He figured the only reason he still had the assignment with Reno was because they were testing him and his loyalty, which meant they were going to be watched like a chocobo tick under a microscope. How terribly annoying.
Genesis approached the door and knocked. He heard a muffled 'yeah' and said, "It's Rhapsodos." The door slid open and he was face to face with STC Sebastian. The man looked like he was more than eager to get out of there and Genesis wondered what Reno had said or done to the guy.
"Run out of clean uniforms?" STC Sebastian asked.
"I was demoted. Everything go ok?"
"Demoted? Holy Planet you must have pissed someone off good."
"Yeah, President Shinra," Genesis snapped. "Now get out of the way."
"Heh, you can't order me around now."
Genesis pinched the bridge of his nose with the thumb and index finger of his left hand to keep from throwing the STC out a window. "We might be the same rank but I will fucking destroy you if you keep pushing me. Just answer the godsdamned question, get out of my way, and get the hell out of here." He dropped his hand and glared at Sebastian. The SOLDIER visibly paled and threw up his hands in a nonthreatening manner.
"S-s-sorry man. No h-hard feelings ok?" he paused and used his face to plead for forgiveness. The auburn nodded and he continued. "Everything went fine but… I have a q-question."
Genesis looked at the STC through the slits of his eyelids. "Then spit it out because I'm not a mind reader."
"Does this guy outrank me?"
Genesis stopped glaring and raised an eyebrow. "Come again?"
"The Turk, does he outrank me? Ya know, in the company?"
"Where did tha-, never mind. Yeah, he does."
"How?" Sebastian asked, giving the demoted SOLDIER a suspicious look.
"He's the Second In Command for the Department of Administrative Research," Genesis replied. The color Sebastian had regained vanished and Genesis again cocked an eyebrow. "Why?"
"N-no reason."
Genesis sighed. "Somehow I don't believe you, but lucky for you, I don't give a damn right now. We done?"
STC Sebastian quickly nodded and bolted past Genesis. He watched in amusement as the kid practically ran to the elevator. Whatever Reno had done, he'd rattled the STC rather well. After his own encounter with Sebastian, Genesis figured he deserved what he got.
Genesis walked through the door and saw Reno on the couch. The Turk appeared to be sleeping and he smiled. He quietly placed his bag on the ground and bent to untie and remove his SOLDIER issue boots. With that accomplished he removed his weapon harness and placed it on top of the bag, withdrawing the sword and taking it with him.
The auburn moved deeper into the apartment and was almost at the end of the couch when the Turk's head snapped upright and his eyes focused on him. "Genesis?" he groggily questioned. "Where have you been?"
"With President Shinra," he replied, leaning his weapon against the couch arm. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"Light sleeper yo," Reno said through a stretch, not noticing the SOLDIERs eyes on his bare chest and stomach. "Eh… Genesis?"
"Yeah?"
"Why ya dressed like a blueberry?"
"Blueberry?" Genesis replied, finally able to take his eyes off the half-naked Turk. "What?"
Reno chuckled but inwardly groaned. "Eh… a SOLDIER Third. Can ya not tell anyone I said that? Especially the Turks?"
Genesis cocked an eyebrow but nodded. "Secret Turk code?"
"Heh, yeah," Reno paused, "Ssooo, why the blueberry?"
"I got demoted."
"What? You weren't just with Shinra, were you? You were getting chewed out, right?" Reno said, tone laced with shock, irritation, and concern. Genesis nodded and he added, "It wasn't cause of us was it?"
"Can we not talk about this?"
"That's a yes," the Turk grumbled, slumping into the couch.
"I didn't say that. I said I didn't want to talk about it," Genesis snapped.
"Same thing in my book," Reno said. "I'm sorry yo."
Genesis sighed in defeat and plopped onto the couch. He didn't want to talk about it, but not for the reasons the Turk thought. The auburn also knew that if he didn't talk, Reno would blame himself and the other Turks for his demotion. "Look Reno it's not the Turks fault ok? It's Lazard's and mine."
"Lazard? The new SOLDIER Director?"
"Yes," Genesis replied without elaboration.
Reno could tell the SOLDIER didn't want to talk but guilt and curiosity were gnawing at him. The Turk pulled his legs up onto the couch and twisted until he was facing Genesis, sitting cross-legged. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the auburn man's chest, giving him a squeeze.
Genesis relaxed at Reno's touch. The Turk gently pulled him toward him and Genesis went with it. He ended up lying on his side in between Reno's now outstretched legs. The SSC rested his head on the Turk's left thigh, careful not to slam his shoulder into delicate parts.
Reno leaned his back onto the couch arm and mentally sighed, contented. "Please tell me what happened," he gently pressed, running his fingers though silky auburn strands.
Genesis closed his eyes and relented, fingers idly stroking the Turk's upper leg. "Lazard listed me as AWOL the entire time I was gone. Shinra asked why and I refused to say anything. He then asked why Angeal, Sephiroth, and I escorted the Turks into the building. My attitude got the best of me and I snapped. So basically because of Lazard and my mouth, I've been suspended for two weeks and demoted to Third class."
Reno closed his eyes and went on a mental tirade. Regardless of whether the SOLDIER blamed himself and Lazard, it was ultimately the Turks fault, his fault. "Fuck I'm sorry Genesis," he quietly said.
Genesis instantly jerked into motion, climbing up the Turk and kneeling in between his legs so they were eye to eye. "Stop blaming yourself godsdamnit," he snapped, placing a hand on either side of Reno's face. "I don't give a damn about the demotion or suspension. If I behave for a month I'll get my rank back."
Reno listened to Genesis and heard the passion and conviction in his words. It didn't stop him from feeling guilty, but it lessened it some. The Turk opened his mouth to reply but Genesis continued.
"Reno I would have stayed with you, with or without orders or approval," the SOLDIER whispered. He slowly slid his hands off the Turk's cheeks and rested them on his shoulders.
"Why?" Reno breathed, half afraid of the answer.
Genesis sighed and bowed his head. "You got to me."
"Huh?"
"You made me feel damnit! Few do, good or bad. I couldn't just walk away," Genesis said, jerking his head back up.
Reno was relieved, anxious, and startled at the SOLDIER's reply. Few got to him as well. As for the other, he could relate to Genesis's feelings because that's how he'd felt at first. Hell he still felt that way, but he could admit his feelings had started to become clearer. He'd told the SOLDIER he loved him and he'd meant it, but he wasn't sure how much or exactly what kind of love it was. To him it didn't matter; he wanted to explore it the same way Genesis did. He just hoped that once they found their answers they wouldn't just throw each other away. Doesn't that mean your feelings are clearer than you think they are? Damnit! One day he would shoot that inner voice!
"I understand," Reno finally replied.
"Do you?" Genesis questioned suspiciously.
"Yeah." Reno ran his left index finger along the right side of Genesis's jaw. When he reached the SOLDIER's chin, he placed his finger on one side, and pulled the STC closer. "I do," he added. Their lips were so close that he moved the SOLDIER's lower lip when he talked.
The anxiety knotting Genesis's stomach eased at the Turk's words. His thoughts receded completely as petal soft lips met his own. At the delicate kiss, a thrill shot through him like lightning. It was so powerful he fought not to gasp and was sure his heart stopped beating. He pulled back, closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms around Reno's neck, pressing their foreheads together.
"What's wrong?" Reno asked.
"Wrong? Nothing's wrong."
"Then why are you crying?" the Turk asked, lightly running an index finger down the SOLDIER's cheek, following a wet trail. Genesis jerked back and Reno couldn't tell if he was surprised, embarrassed, ashamed, or all of the above.
"Crying?" Genesis muttered, running a hand down his own cheek. The auburn was startled as his fingers met with moisture. He had been crying. What brought that on? "I- didn't know I was. I'm sorry."
"Shh," Reno replied, bringing a finger to the STC's lips. "Never apologize for that," he added a bit more forcefully than he'd meant to. At his words fresh tears trailed down Genesis's cheeks. He started to say something else but his thoughts died when the STC kissed his finger. Suddenly his own finger was pressed between his lips and the SOLDIER's. He removed the digit and kissed Genesis fiercely.
Now that he was aware that he'd been crying, Genesis couldn't seem to stop himself and it pissed him off. The Turk pressed their lips together with such force he could feel the outline of Reno's teeth. The auburn withdrew a fraction and opened his mouth. Immediately tongues began to twine together and a low moan rumbled in his throat. That helped, Genesis thought, feeling his tears evaporate.
Reno's heart sped up at the noise from the STC. As the kiss deepened and gained momentum, he slid his left hand behind Genesis's head and used his right to tug the SOLDIER's shirt out of his pants. Once the shirt was free, he worked his hand under the cloth and met with smooth warm skin. Genesis's hands began to roam over his bare chest and he growled in approval, leaning into him.
Genesis didn't need the growl to know the Turk was excited. He could feel Reno's member on his knees through two pairs of pants. The STC moved his legs outside of Reno's so he could sit on the Turk's lap and slowly rolled his hips forward, earning a half growl, half groan.
Reno pulled back and breathlessly stared straight into Genesis's eyes. Suddenly he was locked in internal conflict. On one side he wanted the SOLDIER so bad every part of him ached with need. On the other he was unsure of how far to push things. Somewhere in his lust-fogged mind he was still afraid of scaring the STC off. He ain't complaining. Making a decision he wrapped his arms around Genesis's waist and swiftly stood up, taking the man with him.
"Holy shit," Genesis gasped, dazed. He quickly wrapped his legs around Reno's waist and locked his arms around his neck so he wouldn't hit the floor. "Mmm, stronger than you look," he purred into the redheads left ear, gently sucking the lobe into his mouth and playing with the small hoop that he now considered his mark on Reno.
Reno swore under his breath and stumbled around the coffee table. It wasn't that Genesis was particularly heavy; on the contrary he seemed awfully light. The problem was he couldn't see where he was going. The SOLDIER certainly wasn't helping his concentration by nipping his ear and neck.
The Turk staggered into the hallway and stopped, pressing Genesis's back up against a wall. "If ya don't quit that, I'm either gonna drop ya or we're both gonna end up on the floor," he said, smashing their lips together.
Genesis gave a seductive laugh and pulled away. "Can't have that now, can we?" he murmured into Reno's throat, punctuating his words with licks and kisses.
"Shit," Reno breathed, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. It took an amazing amount of willpower to not start ripping off clothes and nail the STC right there against the wall. Gaining control of his fervent passion and thin self-discipline, he peeled the SOLDIER off the wall and fumbled into the bedroom. He stopped at the foot of the queen size bed and said, "Down."
Genesis knew what the Turk meant and unlocked one of his legs, moving it backward until he found the bed. Having one knee firmly planted, he shifted the other leg into position and let go of the redhead's neck. He slowly started inching backward with a raised eyebrow and a devilish grin on his face.
Reno stood at the foot of the bed and watched the SOLDIER glide away from him. His chest was heaving, his heart pounding, and his veins and brain were flooded with so much need, lust, and want he felt like he was going to explode, and not just in an orgasmic way. He crawled onto the bed, lazily following Genesis on hands and knees, mimicking a predator getting ready to strike; and he finally did.
The auburn tensed a second before the Turk sprang at him. He fell backwards and his 'attacker' landed on top of him. Much to his annoyance a little yelp slipped past his lips. When did I get so... girly?
"Heh, gotcha," Reno murmured, straddling the SOLDIER and pinning his wrists with his hands.
"So you do," Genesis purred. A thought crashed through his mind and he pulled his head farther away from the Turk. "Reno?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you… ah… up to this?"
"More than up yo."
"That's not what I meant," Genesis chuckled, his mind clearing a bit more. "Didn't Professor Rayleigh say you were still injured?"
"Oh… that," Reno replied, letting go of the SOLDIER's wrists and sitting back on his haunches. "I'm fine." At the look on the auburn's face he added, "Nothing hurts and besides I have the painkillers."
"I don't like the sound of it."
"Seriously I'm fine, okay?"
"You promise?"
"I promise."
"Alright, but I swear to Minerva if we do this and you hurt yourself I'm going to be pissed. So much so that you're going to need a new prescription for stronger painkillers. Got it?"
"Heh, got it." Reno skimmed his hands over the STC's upper legs, stopping at the edge of his shirt. He hooked the hem on his thumbs and continued upward, dragging the shirt up and exposing bare chest. The man beneath him arced and lowered his back at the appropriate times, allowing the shirt to be removed easily.
The Turk smirked while his heart thudded in delight at the STC's concern. Truthfully he really did feel fine. Besides if things kept going in this direction, he wasn't the one who should worry about being sore. He hadn't exactly asked who was going to be where, but to his surprise Genesis didn't seem to mind letting him take control. For now he'd go with it unless told otherwise.
Genesis gasped as Reno's hands gently trailed across his now bare torso. Goosebumps formed on his arms from pleasure and he shivered. He reached down with his right hand and started playing with the Turk's hair. His left hand ran across any part of Reno he could reach; mostly shoulder, collarbone, and part of his upper back and chest.
Reno placed the tip of his tongue just above Genesis's navel and lightly licked a trail upwards. As he moved the STC was able to reach more of him and rubbed his hands anywhere he could. When he reached collarbone, Reno nibbled, licked, and kissed the area. He could see why Genesis liked it so, but he preferred the neck and that was his destination.
The Turk placed light kisses along the right side of the STC's neck. He leaned to the left and extended his left arm, looking for the edge of the bed. Thankfully the two weren't centered and he found the end of the mattress. Running his hand upwards, he hit a pillow then reached further out until he found his nightstand. As unnoticeably as he could, he pulled the nightstand drawer open and felt around until his fingers touched a small tube and a square package. He slid back into place directly over the SOLDIER, inconspicuously dropping his procured items on the bed for easy access.
With his right hand behind Reno's head, Genesis leaned up a bit and caught his lower lip with his teeth. The Turk growled and fought back, biting at his lips in return. Genesis released the lip and began mapping the inside of Reno's mouth with his tongue while giving the hair in his hand a slight tug, causing Reno to moan and close his eyes. Reno's head moved backwards enough to allow both to catch their breath.
Breath caught, Genesis started licking and kissing the front of the redhead's neck. Reno moaned and he felt the vibrations through his tongue; he loved it. He leaned forward and grasped Reno's earlobe with his teeth, grinding it slightly before sliding his tongue along the shell. The auburn licked behind the ear before being pushed back to the bed with a growl.
"Sexy," Reno breathed, not able to form a more coherent thought. He briefly pressed his lips to the STC's before sliding back downward, using his hands and legs for guidance while staring straight into the panting auburn's bright sky blue eyes.
The Turk's fingers hit the edge of the SOLDIER's pants and he scooted backward, stopping when his butt hit Genesis's knees. He quickly unfastened the pants and deftly slipped them down, revealing a long, swollen member. Wasting no time he went to work caressing it with his tongue.
Genesis had propped himself up on his elbows to watch Reno. When the fleshy muscle met with his aching erection he inhaled sharply and fell back to the mattress. Closing his eyes, he gasped and squirmed as sensation flooded him. Gaining some amount of control he reached down and stroked the Turk's hair with his right hand, wanting all the physical contact he could get.
For an instant Reno stopped when the fingers ran through his hair. He half expected to be pushed downward; something he hated immensely. When that didn't happen he was so happy he wanted to hug the man, but had better ways to show his appreciation. He raised his head up and then slid his mouth down the long shaft of his own accord. When it hit the back of his throat he swallowed, allowing it to go deeper. He stayed that way for a few minutes, swallowing and humming a little, before slowly gliding upward. The Turk released the member with a loud pop to a mumbled 'oh goddess' and smiled, quickly going back to his skilled suckling.
The auburn was totally immersed in the feel of the silky muscle on his throbbing member. Adrenaline and desire rushed through his veins with each beat of his heart. The Turk certainly knew what he was doing and a coil started building in his stomach. It began to wind its way outward, leaving him panting and writhing. His left fingers dug into the comforter beneath him while his right continued to caress Reno's head. With a quick inhalation he allowed the sensations to flood him and he reached his release with a loud cry.
Reno swallowed his prize and licked the SOLDIER clean. When he was finished, he snaked his way back to the auburn's lips for a passionate kiss. The breathless man locked his arms around him and pulled him closer. Their mouths were pressed together so tightly teeth clashed together, though not painfully so.
"That was amazing," Genesis breathed, pulling back for air with a lazy and seductive smile.
The Turk lowered his head and kissed the left side of the offered neck while his hands moved downward. The man below him shivered and he fought a shudder of his own. He gave a few short tugs on the already lowered pants and Genesis took the hint, raising his ass so the cloth could be removed. Reno crawled backward on his knees, taking the pants with him until, with one final pull, they came free and he threw them on the floor.
Genesis's heart started to pound. He'd never gone 'all the way' before and he was excited, but nervous. Sure he knew how to do it, but what if he wasn't any good? What if he disappointed the man he'd begun to love? At that thought he snapped his head up and locked eyes with the Turk.
"What's wrong?" Reno asked, thinking he might have pushed his luck. The SOLDIER sprang up and was suddenly on his knees, inches from his face. The Turk closed his eyes thinking he was going to get slapped, or worse.
"Nothing," Genesis whispered, lightly placing his right hand on Reno's bare chest, over a pounding heart. He leaned forward and kissed the chest before moving onto the redhead's collarbone and neck.
At this point Reno was completely confused but his mind was quickly losing focus. He debated on stopping the SOLDIER and asking for an explanation but the thought was abruptly cut off as arms wrapped around his neck and yanked him forward. The next thing he knew he was laying down with Genesis once again sprawled beneath him, being pecked here and there by satiny lips.
Under attack by supple lips and his own aching cock, Reno let the matter drop. If Genesis wanted him to stop he would have said so, not yanked him forward. He used his right hand to raise the SOLDIER's lips to his own while using his left to search for the small bottle he'd retrieved from the nightstand. Finding it, he unscrewed the cap with his thumb and index finger then squirted a small amount onto his middle finger. He used his thumb to help spread the gel around while simultaneously placing his left knee between the STC's legs. The new position left him straddling Genesis's left leg, but gave him better access to other parts.
While still locked in an exquisite kiss, Reno slid his left hand between well-defined, gorgeous legs and tight, shapely cheeks. He rubbed his middle finger over his goal: the SOLDIER's intimate little ring of muscle and nerves. The auburn moaned in his mouth and squirmed, causing his cock to twitch in response. He gently pushed his finger past the barrier to the first knuckle, stopping to gauge Genesis's reaction and to let him adjust. He had no idea how long it had been for Genesis or how tight he was so he didn't want to rush things. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt the man.
Somewhat uncharacteristically, Genesis gave himself to Reno without a struggle. It seemed like his entire life was in chaos or worse. He was being second-guessed and doubted by almost everyone, including himself. His career had taken a hit, his performance was in question, and his emotions were a knotted mess. Through it all there was a bright, constant, unshakably reliable, purely positive and optimistic force: Reno. His feelings were a mess but he did know he wanted to give himself to the Turk. He could work out the why's later.
As the digit brushed Genesis's rear entrance every nerve in his body sprang to attention. The STC moaned and willed himself to relax, which oddly didn't take much effort. He supposed it was because there was no doubt or nervousness left in his mind. When the finger breached his threshold, his lips broke away from Reno's and his head dug into the pillow as he gasped and clenched his fingers on the Turk's shoulders. It didn't hurt; he was engulfed in sensation. The auburn bent his right leg at the knee and gasped as the finger slipped farther inside. After a few seconds he adjusted and leveled his head to capture the redhead's mouth again.
Reno continued to slowly slip his finger into Genesis. After a few minutes the process was complete and he started to unhurriedly glide it in and out of the man. So far the SOLDIER hadn't shown any signs of discomfort and he added a second finger.
Genesis moaned and writhed under Reno. He fought not to dig his nails into the Turk's shoulders and back. Subconsciously he began to rock with the moderate rhythm the redhead had set. Reno's chest and stomach grazed his sensitive, fast re-swelling member every now and then, heightening his pleasure. He twisted sideways just enough that he could reach the buttons and zipper on Reno's pants and began undoing them as the fingers began to part, further stretching him. His body resisted at first but the friction and tension only made what the Turk was doing feel even more incredible.
When his pants were unbuttoned, Reno removed his fingers and shifted to his knees to remove the cursed barrier. He hastily slid them down his hips and sighed as his cock sprang free. The redhead couldn't remember being so hard in his entire life. Of course his experiences were usually rushed and without much foreplay, if there was any at all. Still, he was pretty certain it was growing emotions that were to blame. Heh, the passionate and stunning guy's got something to do with it too.
Genesis spotted the small tube of lube and squeezed some onto his right hand. He sat up and grasped the Turk's cock, giving it a gentle squeeze. Reno pitched forward, almost losing his balance as his hand glided over the member with ease. He held the small square package up with a raised eyebrow.
"Shit," Reno panted as Genesis applied the gel. "Up to you," he added, indicating the square package. Genesis smiled and tossed it to the side while he used his pants to wipe off his fingers and the remnants of gel on the SOLDIER's hand before pushing him to the mattress and positioning himself between the auburn's legs. He aligned himself and pressed until his head was enveloped by the STC. "So tight," he breathed, head dipping forward.
Genesis lay on his back and once again relaxed himself. There was slight pain as the Turk eased himself inside, but nothing he couldn't handle. He panted, moaned, and locked his hands onto Reno's arms as he pulled out and pushed back in farther than before.
The redhead continued in that fashion until his entire cock was buried within Genesis. That accomplished, he stopped to let the SOLDIER adjust and leaned down to suckle on his ear and neck. Genesis threw his arms around his chest and rubbed his back while simultaneously locking his legs at the ankle behind his ass.
It took all of Reno's willpower to stay motionless and focus on other things with his cock surrounded by warm, tight heat. He'd never been with anyone so tight and it was fucking amazing. His entire body was alight with almost overwhelming pleasure and Genesis's moaning and panting added fuel to the fire. The STC finally wiggled a little and Reno began to slowly move in and out of him. He changed the angle slightly and Genesis's eyes widened and his back arced. Found it, he thought with a smirk full of desire and lust.
When Reno shifted, Genesis's world swam and a thrill shot through him with such force he cried out, and not from pain. Once his vision returned to normal, he locked passion-glazed eyes with Reno's. Underneath the Turk's lust he saw victory and couldn't help but smirk. Two can play that, he thought playfully and used his legs to slam Reno forward. He cried out again as Reno lost his balance for a second and his cock ground into the magic button again.
Reno regained his balance, sped up a bit, and once again changed angles so that every time he thrust forward he hit the SOLDIER's prostate head-on. Pants, gasps, moans, and groans filled the air between yelps, cries, and kisses. Genesis writhed, squirmed, and wiggled underneath him, heightening his pleasure and the sensations he was feeling immensely. Their sweat slicked bodies easily slid across each other as he moved and his entire world consisted of Genesis; nothing else mattered or even existed.
The redhead lifted enough that he could reach his right hand in between their bodies. He didn't know how much longer he could last since he'd already lasted quite a while, but he was going to be damned sure he pushed the SOLDIER over the brink first. He wanted to see him let go and know that he was the cause of it. The Turk grasped the man's rock hard cock and started moving his hand to the rhythm of his thrusts. Genesis's back arced and he ranked fingers down his arms, leaving stinging trails that Reno loved. Gods the man was amazing. He knew in that instant that he'd do whatever he could to keep him close. His heart fluttered and his stomach flipped at the thought, almost making him lose control, but he hung on.
"Open your eyes," Reno whispered, leaning forward. The STC's eyes immediately snapped open and they both smiled. "Feel me," the Turk breathed, thrusting forward, making Genesis cry out. "Surrender," he said, placing his lips lightly to the auburn's.
Genesis's mind had shut down long ago. The only things he was aware of was the hand on his member, the cock plunging in and out of him, and the man above him. At Reno's words the ball of fire growing in his stomach suddenly sprang out, igniting every nerve in his body. His muscles clenched and his back arced, driving the Turk deeper into him and sliding the hand over his cock. White and yellow dotted his frontal vision and blackness took out his peripheral vision. He screamed Reno's name and yanked him as close as possible as his orgasm continued to thrum through his body.
As Genesis let go below him, Reno thrust a few more times before finally letting go. His face was less than six inches from Genesis's and he breathed, "I love you," as he allowed himself to fall into bliss.
Genesis kept his eyes open for Reno and watched emotions run through them so quickly his lust-fogged mind couldn't keep up. It was like gazing straight into someone's soul. He felt Reno release inside him, which caused a mini-orgasm. Finally Reno gently lowered himself on top of him while they both panted and gasped for air. He pulled the Turk even closer and whispered, "I love you too," in his ear. Reno's head shot up from his shoulder with such speed it startled him.
"What?" Reno panted, looking dazed.
"I love you too," Genesis repeated with a shudder. "Gods watch how you move," he added playfully.
Reno looked confused but chuckled. He slowly pulled out of the SOLDIER with a shudder of his own. Reaching to the floor he found his tube of wet wipes and yanked a few out. Genesis reached for one but he smacked the SOLDIER's hand away and cleaned them both.
Once finished, he flopped onto his back on Genesis's right side and raised his left arm. Genesis quickly snuggled in next to him. He sighed contentedly and fluffed his pillow before squeezing Genesis and kissing the top of his head, which was resting on his chest. The STC's left leg was thrown across his lower half and his left arm was thrown across his stomach. The redhead couldn't help but admire the clean lines of his lover's body.
Silence fell upon the two as each rode the after effects of amazing sex. Genesis's mind was lazy and dulled, but Reno's was racing a mile a minute. He loves me? Maybe he was just saying that due to the intimacy or the heat of the moment. Chocoboshit and you know it.
Suddenly Genesis sat up, startling Reno out of his thoughts. The man turned sleep bleary eyes on him and tugged the top of the comforter. "Under," he mumbled.
"You really have a thing for people possibly seeing your naked ass don't ya?" Reno chuckled, sitting up.
The SOLDIER snorted and worked the blanket out from underneath them. When it was back far enough he promptly slid under it and held it open for Reno. "And if I do?"
"Then I'm glad," the Turk replied, taking up his position under the blanket.
"Glad?"
"That means I don't have to worry yer flashing it around," Reno said, half chuckling, half serious.
"Humph," Genesis huffed, once again wrapping his arm and leg over the Turk. Fingers pulled his head up before he was able to lay it down and he frowned.
"Yer ass is mine yo," Reno said, kissing Genesis on the forehead and releasing the man.
Genesis stayed motionless for a minute, surprised by the seriousness he'd heard in Reno's tone. He finally hauled himself up enough that he could kiss him on the lips. What started as a chaste kiss ended with dueling tongues.
"Okay," Genesis finally replied, pulling back and twining around Reno once more. "G 'Night Reno," he added, wiggling into position.
"Goodnight Genesis."
After a few minutes of silence Genesis said, "I love you Reno," with a squeeze.
Reno's voice caught in his throat but he managed an "I love you too." A few minutes later he heard Genesis's breath deepen and even out as his body relaxed into sleep. He sighed and stared up at the ceiling with heavy eyelids. He really does love me, he thought. The Turk smiled and fell asleep, hardly noticing the moisture on his pillow to either side of his head.