A/N: Husband's idea...not mine. He's such a studly genius.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really, nothing. At all. Really. Promise. Swear to Shiva. Nothing. At all.
Reno opened his inbox when he got in to work. His alert feature rang and a message popped up on his screen. Curious as to what he had alerted himself to do on this particular day, he clicked the message:
Reno:
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to get into the lesbian chick's panties. Due to the difficulty of this mission, have a beer first and relax. This message will be deleted as soon as you hit that little 'X' on the top of your screen.
Reno
Reno smirked and reached for his mp3 player, shoving the earbuds in his ears and setting the 'Repeat One' feature on the device before selecting a song. The theme to 'Mission: Impossible' assaulted his ears as he rose from his desk, snagging a beer out of the bottom drawer. It was mission time.
9:00 am
Nina walked down the hall toward the break room. She needed coffee and she needed it now, damn it. Tuesday's sucked and it was raining on top of that, so her ability to stay awake was hindered greatly by the rain pattering against her window combined with the tediousness of paperwork. Caffeine was essential to her survival today.
Turning into the lounge, she nodded her head toward her red-headed co-worker. "Sup Reno?" she said, snagging a cup and filling it with cream and sugar.
Reno rose to his feet and stalked toward her. He pressed his chest and hips up against her back and reached around her, grabbing the pot of coffee and pouring it into her cup. "I wouldn't want you to get...burned," he drawled lazily into her ear, his tongue snaking out to tease her earlobe.
Nina casually stirred her coffee and turned around so that they were face to face. "Hey, thanks, Reno," she said with a grin. "That's real nice of you."
Reno ran his hands up and down his arms, leaning in closer to nip at her neck. "Anything for you, Nina," he breathed out.
She giggled and kissed his cheek. "You're a darling, Mate," she said, stepping away from him and walking away. She turned back slightly and winked. "You're sexual harassment techniques are coming along quite nicely, though you could still use some work. Keep practicing, Doll." With that, she left.
Reno pouted and stuck his earbuds back in. This was going to be more difficult than previously anticipated.
10: 16 am
Why did she always get hungry around this time? Lunch was still nearly two hours away and her stomach was growling like a Nibel wolf. Nina looked over at Silhouette. "Girl," she said, grabbing her stomach. "I could eat a freakin' chocobo right now."
"I know," Silhouette said. "I'm getting pretty hungry, too. I think there were some donuts in the lounge."
"Hey, you're right!" Nina answered cheerfully. "Wanna come with? I would kill for a donut."
"Someone say 'donuts'?" came a familiar drawl. Reno stepped in holding a box of donuts in front of him, just below waist level. He went to Nina's desk and lifted the box. "Help yourself, Nina. Whatever you see in there that you want, just go right ahead and sink those teeth into it."
Nina looked into the box with a scrutinizing gaze. She grinned and picked a powdered sugar covered jelly filled one. "Thanks, Re!" she exclaimed, biting into the treat.
Reno snarled and slammed the lid down, turning to go. "Hey!" Silhouette exclaimed. "What about me? I want one too!"
The red-head hesitated but walked over to Sil's desk and opened the box. Sil looked in and inspected the treats when all of a sudden...she screamed. "Reno!" she yelled, grabbing ahold of his dick and pulling. "You sick pervert! You messed up the donuts!"
Nina chuckled as she licked her fingers and continued working. "Mine was the only one not touching it," she said cheerfully.
Reno snatched the box and his cock back, heading toward the door. This girl was going to be harder than he was...er, thought. Harder than he thought.
1:37 pm
"Nina, I'm heading to the gym," Silhouette said as they walked back from lunch. "I've got some hand to hand training this afternoon with N.C."
"Okay, Babe," Nina said with a grin. "Have fun."
Nina opened the door to their office and stepped in, flicking on the light. She stopped and stared and burst into laughter. There, laying on her desk, completely naked was Reno. He had a bottle of Breshey's chocolate syrup and was pouring it over his chest. "Ready for dessert, Nina?" he purred.
Nina crossed her arms and continued laughing. "Reno," she said shaking her head. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to seduce you?" he asked, arching a red eyebrow.
She crossed the floor to her desk and sat beside him. She grabbed his cock. "Lose this," she began. She reached for his balls. "And trade this pair in for a pair of breasts and then we'll talk."
Reno looked up at her dejectedly. "You don't think I'm sexy?" he asked with a pout.
She smirked. "I think you are adorable, but not sexy," she answered. "Sorry, Sweetheart, but you and I have the same tastes. It'd never work, Darling."
"Can't blame a guy for trying," he said, wiping the chocolate off his chest and reaching for his clothes. "Seems such a tragic thing to men everywhere that a hot babe like you ain't at least bi instead of a full-blown lesbian. I weep for our loss."
She handed him another tissue. "For the tears, Doll," she said, patting his head. "I commend your efforts. And for what it's worth, I do find you attractive."
"Really?" he asked excitedly.
"Yeah," she said cheerfully. "I mean, from the back you totally look like a girl."
Reno threw the Breshey's at her and stalked out the door, barely decent.
4:49 pm
Nina found herself slammed against a wall and a mouth pressing into hers, a tongue probing at her lips. She pushed away and glared at the red-head. "Reno, seriously," she spat out, wiping her mouth. "Knock it off. I'm over this shit."
Reno grinned and threw his hands up in defeat. "Fine, fine," he said, draping his arm around her. "How about I take you out for a few beers and we try to score some hot chicks?"
Nina smirked at him and nodded her consent. "That I can do," she said, yanking his hair a bit.
6:34 am
Nina groaned as she rolled over onto her side, the early morning sun glaring at her from the window. Hangovers sucked. Trying to keep the sun out of her eyes, she turned to bury her face in her pillow only to be met with a shoulder. She looked at the owner of the shoulder and growled when she saw long red-hair and smirking green eyes.
"Morning, Nina."
A/N: Heh heh...form your own conclusions. But review! Please. (bowing humbly)