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Chapter 10 : It Doesn't Have To Be Sexual (It's Just More Fun If It Is)

Reno clutched his reddening cheek, his ears ringing. He knew he was being forward by asking but he didn't think she'd actually hit him! He tilted his head to look at Tifa. The tears were gone now, and in their place was a look of pure rage. At least she ain't about to cry anymore.

"No you cannot see it! I can't believe you'd even suggest that!"

"Well, you can see mine so it's only fair. Hey, I'm joking, yo!" Reno quickly cut in, throwing himself back on the couch as Tifa lifted her hand to slap him again. He couldn't help but laugh, which only seemed to anger her more. "Sorry, sorry! Just wanted to pull you outta the dark place you seemed to be headin'." He offered by way of explanation. Tifa settled herself back down and her expression softened slightly, though he could still see she was annoyed at him. "And to be fair, I've never seen the scar either so I didn't know how close it was to your... well..." Reno trailed off and nodded towards her chest. Tifa groaned in disgust.

"It's close enough that you have no chance of ever, ever seeing it. Ever."

"Duly noted." Reno reached to fill his glass back up and took a big swig. As he settled the glass back into his lap, he felt his head swim a little. How many questions had they asked? And how many drinks? He looked at Tifa again and noticed her cheeks were almost a permanent blush. Thank god he wasn't the only one feeling the effects of the booze. He nodded in her direction.

"Three questions for you, Lockhart."

"Fine. You're lucky I'm even still sitting here." She added with a glare. Reno just grinned in return. She huffed and looked down at her glass, aware of how warm her face felt. Just how many of these had she had? "Hmph. Okay, who was your first love?" She asked, her eyes still on her glass. After a few moments, Tifa realised he hadn't answered yet. She lifted her head to look at him and her eyes widened slightly. Reno looked... thoughtful? Dreamy? A little upset? She couldn't quite put her finger on what he was feeling. He seemed to notice her staring and he shook his head to clear it.

"Amanda Dixon. I was 14. Thought we were gonna be together forever." He scoffed. "That usual kid shit that you believe when you're young."

"What happened?"

"She left me, yo. She'd been cheatin' on me for half the relationship. You can guess how that went when I found out."

"You killed her?!" Tifa gasped suddenly. Reno looked at her with horror.

"What? No, I didn't kill her! Holy shit, Lockhart, it was just heartbreak! You think I'd kill someone at 14 for something as simple as that?" He asked incredulously. He couldn't believe she'd jumped to that conclusion so quickly.

"I didn't... I don't know. Sorry. I guess I didn't know how long you'd actually been a Turk for."

"Yeah, well. We didn't kill folk for no reason. And certainly not for personal reasons. It was a job, not an excuse to take out my vengeance on people who've hurt me." He sniffed and closed his eyes, taking a drink of his whisky even though he had answered her questions. Opening one eye slightly, he noticed Tifa had the decency to look embarrassed as she took three drinks herself. She also seemed to be fidgeting quite a lot. He wondered if the label picking really was a nervous habit for her. "You okay over there? Ya look like you've got ants in your pants."

"It's my jeans. The blood has dried in and it's suuuper uncomfortable." Tifa explained, her voice slurring ever so slightly as she gestured at her legs. Reno stood up off the couch and leaned over the table to look, resting his hands on the table to steady his balance.

"Why didn't ya say so?" He grumbled, putting his glass down and striding into his bedroom, wobbling slightly. Tifa stared at the door blinking in confusion until he returned with a pair of black sweatpants identical to the ones he was wearing. He tossed them at Tifa as he made his way back to the couch. She caught them and looked at them before staring back at him blankly, still blinking. Reno grinned a little.

"Don't worry, they're clean. Hop into the spare room and get changed." He offered as he picked his drink back up. Tifa stood up slowly, the alcohol making her sway slightly. Clutching the sweatpants, she padded into the spare room and closed the door over behind her, leaving it slightly ajar as she stepped behind it so she was hidden from view in the dark room. Silently, she stripped off her jeans, wrinkling her nose slightly as they crunched when she dropped them on the floor. She almost felt bad for just assuming Reno would expect her to strip off in front of him. Instead, he'd offered her his clothes without even a second thought. Tifa steadied herself on the door frame as she attempted to get her legs into the clothing. Maybe he's not a complete asshole all the time. Although he has been super suggestive with his answers and questions. She frowned as she hopped precariously as she pulled the sweatpants over her other leg and up over her hips. But then again, I haven't exactly stopped the game or gone to bed. She mused as she pulled on the drawstrings at her narrow waist, tying it in a bow to stop them from sliding down. Reno wasn't exactly big, but he obviously wore his clothing loose. As a result, the waistband slung low on Tifa's hips, even with the string tied.

She pulled the door back open and teetered back into the livingroom. She was too busy concentrating on her balance and making her way back to her drink to notice Reno's gaze. The change from skin tight jeans to loose and slightly tatty sweatpants shouldn't have made Tifa even more attractive, but Reno couldn't help but stare at her as she navigated her way around the table to grab her drink. Instead of sitting back on the floor, she headed over to the couch and sat down on the soft cushions at the other end from him, pushing the sleeves of her sweater up to her elbows before she reached for a cushion. Despite having obviously tied the waist as tight as she could, the waistband shifted on her hips as she moved, and Reno noticed a small flash of skin as she sat back into the cushions, tucking her legs up under herself. A warmth that had nothing to do with the whisky pooled in Reno's groin. God damn. This whisky must be some sort of aphrodisiac or somethin'. Getting turned on by sweatpants.

Shifting himself on the couch and bending one leg so his ankle rested on the opposite knee, he attempted to sit in a way that would disguise any possible stirrings down below as Tifa picked her glass back up and looked at him expectantly, her eyes a little glazed from the alcohol but by no means dulled. He started back at her for a few moments before he saw her smiling.

"Reno?"

"Uh... yeah?"

"It's your turn."

"Oh. Oh! Yeah, right..." Reno felt a flush creep up his neck. He was glad the light in the room was minimal and hoped she wouldn't notice. It wasn't like him to be getting so flustered. He was so used to being the one in control in situations like this. He cleared his throat and picked absent-mindedly at a piece of fluff on his t-shirt. "Erm... right. Questions." Tifa giggled slightly at him and he straightened himself up.

"You okay there, Reno?"

"Peachy. What age were you when you lost your virginity?"

"Back to the sex questions already." Tifa rolled her eyes, but the smile stayed on her face. "I was 16. It was not too long after... the incident." She squirmed slightly in her seat, pulling her legs a little closer. Reno grinned wide.

"That young, huh?

"It wasn't that young! And he was a friend, I trusted him and felt safe with him. What age were you?"

"Twelve."

"Twelve!" Tifa spluttered. She never failed to be surprised his cavalier Reno was with discussing things like this. "You were still a kid!"

"Hey, didn't mean I didn't know what I was doin', yo." Reno grinned widely as he took a sip of his drink. "Never had any complaints from any of the people I've slept with, for that matter."

"Too much information." Tifa sniffed, taking a sip of her own drink. Reno let out a bark of laughter. "Wait, I noticed you said 'people'. You've said that a few times now."

"What's yer point?"

"Well, you didn't specifically say 'women. Are you...?" Tifa trailed off, her eyes flicking up to meet his. The blues and greens in his eyes seemed to flash with amusement.

"I don't put a label on it. If someone revs my engine, great. Don't matter about gender." He stated in a manner-of-fact tone with a shrug, his grin widening as Tifa's eyes did.

"Oh! I had no idea."

"Not exactly somethin' I feel the need ta shout about. It was well known enough in the slums, though." Reno's eyes twinkled as Tifa shifted again, still watching him as she settled her glass in her lap. "You sure get uncomfortable talkin' about sex, huh?"

"I'm not a prude! I just... it's not something I talk about out loud a lot." She squirmed, ducking her head slightly. Tifa had never really had any girlfriends growing up, no one to discuss this stuff with. She had Aeris for a while, but after she died Tifa didn't really gel with anyone else. And Yuffie was far too young for her to feel comfortable to talk about her sex life with.

"Well, ya should. It's fun! Though I maybe share a bit too much." Reno laughed. "Rude used to just listen, and Tseng just shook his head at me whenever I got drunk and started sharing war stories. And 'Lena would just squeak and turn red." his grin widened as he reminisced. He tilted his head toward Tifa. "A bit like yourself."

"I can hold my own just fine, thank you." Tifa sniffed, turning her nose up in the air. Reno let out another bark of laughter and Tifa joined him, feeling strangely relaxed.

"I never found out who your first love was." Reno pointed out, tilting his glass toward her. Tifa looked thoughtful for a moment before a small smile appeared on her face.

"I guess it was Cloud. I didn't really realise until I saw him again in Midgar. I was really upset when he left to join SOLDIER. Guess I just fell for him." She looked up as Reno made a gagging noise, his eyes shining with mischief as he made the motion of sticking his finger back into his throat. Tifa picked up one of the cushions beside her and tossed it at him. It hit him on the side of the head with a muffled thump and Tifa burst out laughing. "Hey, you asked!"

"Yeah, but c'mon, I didn't need detail about your lovey-dovey feelings for Chocobo Head! You tryin' ta make me sick?" He drawled as he avoided a second cushion coming his way. He raised his finger in mocking menace. "And stop throwing those at me. You don't wanna start a pillow fight ya can't win, yo." Tifa grinned widely but slowly put down the third cushion she had a hold of, her eyes locked on his. They both stared at each other for what seemed like ages, a fire blazing in both their eyes, their wide grins fading to small smiles. Blinking furiously, Tifa suddenly looked away as she remembered where she was and who she was with.

Geez, you could cut the sexual tension with a knife right now. Reno thought to himself with a self satisfied smirk. It's been a while since I've felt like this with someone and haven't made an attempt to jump their bones. His train of though trailed off and he noticed the fire was getting low. Putting his glass down on the table, he got up to add more logs to the fire. The pile was getting smaller, and he couldn't really be bothered heading to the garage to grab more. If it gets much colder, we'll just have to snuggle up. He thought with a grin, casting a look back over his shoulder at the brunette beauty on his couch.

And wouldn't that be a fine thing.

AN: Another mega chapter for you! Phew. The sexual tension is vamping up now. Where is this gonna lead? Dun dun duuuun!

Also, the title of this chapter is basically my catchphrase whenever we play Never Have I Ever. Cause let's face it, it's true!

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