Conquered?

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Conquered?

The small bar was totally packed. Not a single seat was empty, and not a person was without a beer or perhaps something stronger in one hand or both. There was no sound, however, except the steady lifting of shot glasses or mugs and then the dull thud as one was set or slammed onto the counter, followed by a hoarse demand for more. Each face was dull and looked as though they had been here for a while, or at least long enough to drink themselves into a stupor. It was a blessed sanctuary for the mentally and physically weary.

The small group at the door stood huddled together, their appearances portraying a life as office workers, living their lives in cubicles and pushing papers. But one man, in a cobalt suit, his white shirt underneath it unbuttoned, flashing the room a nice view of his chest, did not fit this particular stereotype. His hands were in his pockets as he surveyed the room with interest. One hand came up to brush brick red bangs from his eyes, revealing a shiny set of goggles which seemed to be keeping a multitude of brick red spikes from spilling back into his eyes. But with a closer look, one could tell that his hair was actually longer, and was pulled back at the nape of his neck with a black hair tie. As his gaze swept the small bar room the eyes were drawn to a crescent shaped scar beneath his left eye. It seemed to add to the perfection of his handsome face rather than detract.

As if he seemed satisfied he waved to the bar tender, a woman with a white tank top and hair that went down to her knees, waved back and motioned for the pin ball machine on the far right side of the bar. He nodded his approval and approached the dead machine, the others with him tagging along rather sluggishly. When he reached the game machine he motioned for the others to step inside the yellow tape area before pressing one of the game buttons.

The machine whirred to life, startling many of the alcohol hazed customers out of their dozes and caused many curses to fill the air. Finally the noise and the lights settled and the floor beneath them began to vibrate. Slowly they began to move downward the floor slowly rising to eye level and above as they descended into a completely remodeled room.

The second they hit bottom the rest of the men began climbing off of the elevator and heading for a small bar on the far side of the room, their only intent to get themselves smashed and to pass out in various places.

The red head did not head for the bar however, he chose to take a seat on one of the tables on the opposite side of the room, facing the elevator with hopeful eyes.

After a bit, a blonde approached him, a drink in both hands. “You could at least settle for a little bit of fire whiskey.” he said softly setting one of the glasses next to the red headed beauty. Solemn eyes turned to the blonde, searching. “And what would that gain me, Rufus? A one way ticket to the bottom of his list? I don’t think so.”

There was a pause then the blonde removed the white trench coat he was wearing and draped it over one of the vacant chairs. “We came here to relax and have a little bit of fun, not sit there like a stone waiting with bated breath for our future to walk in. Live a little, Reno, have a little fun…he won’t hate you for it.”
The red head glared at the blonde, his gaze venomous. “You go ahead and get shit faced, I’m waiting for him to show up. I am not making a fool of myself again.”

There was a moment of silence before the blonde moved away to stand next to a taller man with long black hair.

It wasn’t long before another of the red heads companions noticed his strange behavior. He sat next to him with a gleam in his eye that said plainly that he’d already had a lot to drink. His short spiky blonde hair was also held back with goggles, and a cigarette was hanging out of the corner of his mouth. He held a mug in one hand that was larger than his own head, and filled to the top with a yellowish liquid, white foam sloshing over the sides.

“Come on Reno, have a drink, Vince has already had 12...he’s so smashed,” he paused in his slurred rambling to laugh as a dark haired man stumbled to the table, the red cloth about his neck and upper body slightly askew and his hair falling into his face. There was a slight dullness to his pure crimson eyes that said he’d had way to much, but he just took the glass in the blondes hands and drank heavily from it. “Come on Vince, it’s only my 4th cup, give me a break!” the blonde reached over and pulled the mug from the protesting man and leaned forward, so close the red head could have sworn they were kissing. “Come on now Vince…I can give you something even better…” his words were slurred but you could hear the heat in them plain as day.

The red head rolled his eyes as the blonde was suddenly jerked across the room to sit at a table, his lips being devoured by the dark haired man. There was no doubt as to what the two were doing as sounds came from the darkened corner, drifting on the stale air to mingle with the sounds of the other two men talking. No one said a thing.

There was a soft thump and the red heads gaze flew back to the elevator. He froze as his gaze swept a lean body, outlined perfectly in dark cobalt black sleeveless shirt and baggy pants. A sword, longer and wider than he was, was strapped to the young mans back. His gaze finally traveled up to look at the stunning features framed with golden spikes of hair. Glowing green mako eyes stared back at him, and he almost forgot to breathe. He nodded his head as he approached the bar, taking the glass that the blonde named Rufus handed him.

His eyes traveled to the far corner where the sounds were coming from and he smirked, he actually graced those perfect lips of his with a smirk. “Cid and Vincent completely smashed again?” he asked casually.

The tall dark haired man nodded his head, flashing a charming smile the golden haired beauty’s way. “Of course they are, it’s their only excuse to fuck each others brains out. Otherwise they get all moody and act like they did something wrong.”

Rufus leaned close to the dark haired man and smiled. “The same could be said for you Tseng.” his tone was light and playful, pulling a smile from the dark haired man. Said man turned to face the golden haired beauty with a smirk.

“So sorry Cloud, it’s been a pleasure, but I think I have something left to prove this egotistical maniac to my left.”

He turned then and grabbed the front of the Rufus’s shirt dragging him to a far corner, opposite the other two, intent on proving his own point to the scrumptious blonde.

Cloud shook his head and smiled his amusement at the antics of the two men as he sipped his drink quietly.

Reno, silent the whole time had watched the golden haired beauty, noting each time he smiled or smirked. When the dark haired man had dragged Rufus to a remote corner of the room, he had been tempted to take his seat next to the golden haired warrior, but dared not approach the unsteady man for fear he would not take kindly to his presence.

Now all that could be heard was the sounds of the two couples ravishing each other in opposite corners of the room. To the red head it seemed as though the sounds were just mocking his inability to approach the golden haired warrior, and still they fueled the fire that was beginning to spread through his body.

A soft gasp reached his ears and his eyes were drawn to the first couple, his eyes going wide at what he saw. Vincent lay sprawled out in one of the booths, his hair flung out over the booths smooth red surface. Cid was kneeling over him, his mouth enclosed over the head of his partners cock through the thin material of his pants. Vincent’s face had a pained expression on it, and Reno couldn’t blame him…it was torture even for him and he was just watching.

Someone cleared their throat and Reno looked up to meet the glowing green eyes of the blonde sitting at the bar. The golden haired warrior had not been watching the show, he had been watching the red head, noting the way his eyes moved hungrily over the couples passion and alcohol driven exploits.

The red head blushed and turned his gaze back to the elevator, refusing to meet the golden haired warriors strange mako green eyes.

Soon though his eyes were drawn back to the other couple, who had decided to stay across the room in another dark corner. He couldn’t help himself as he watched Tseng lay the blonde across the seat taking one nipple between his teeth and rolling it around. He watched as the blonde threw his head back in hopeless abandon, a soft moan drifting up into the air to mingle with the breathless pants of the crimson eyed warrior across the room. It was nothing but heat and passion that filled the quiet bar room now, and still he felt cool green eyes on him.

He turned his gaze back to the blonde at the bar, meeting his eyes almost shyly, as if he was afraid of what he might see there. What he didn’t expect to see was desire. Shock maybe, or even disgust that he would watch his best friends ravish each other, but not desire. Desire had a strange effect on the blonde SOLDIER’s eyes, instead of darkening them, they seemed to grow more intense. Needless to say, Reno was breathless.

What did this mean for him? Did Cloud forgive him for the way he had acted the last time they’d been in this very room? Or was this some twisted punishment for his brazen actions?

Whatever it was he was about to find out. He found himself sliding off of the table, and approaching the blonde uncertainly, mako eyes never leaving his own. He stopped a foot in front of him, staring at the blonde warrior before him with quiet fascination.

He tried to open his mouth to speak but all that came out was the quiet hiss of breath as words failed him and comprehension fled.

“Yes?” his warrior spoke softly, drawing the attention to his perfectly shaped and oh so kissable lips. He couldn’t bring himself to meet the others eyes anymore. All he could do was stand there, and stare dumbly at the golden haired warriors scrumptious mouth.

He watched those lips move but no sound came out. He blinked and finally looked up, meeting those strange mako eyes which were glowing with heat and a bit of amusement.

“You haven’t heard a word I just said did you?” he asked softly.

The red heads face flushed with embarrassment and he looked away, suddenly very interested in the intricate carvings on the bar. “What do you mean? I heard you.” he mumbled, trying to hide his embarrassment.

A low chuckle caressed his ear drums and he looked up at the golden haired warrior. “Then what did I say Reno?”

There was a moment of pure silence and he realized that all attention was on them. He stumbled for the right words to say and only came up with, “Something very important I’m sure” he said weakly.

Another laugh. Boy he sure was being amusing wasn’t he? He looked back down at the carvings on the bar. “Look at me Reno.” He did, looking up into those mako eyes once more. “What did I say?” he asked again.

“I don’t know” his whispered confession seemed to echo in the small room, not a single sound was heard.

“Then let me say it again” Cloud said softly and Reno almost choked in surprise when Clouds lips descended on his own, thrusting his tongue into warm depths.

Reno ’umphed’ before pushing the blonde away from the bar and into the wall, his lips taking control of the heated kiss. The blonde didn’t resist as the red heads lips ravished his own, his hands groping blindly at the tent in his baggy pants. Cloud broke the kiss with a hoarse cry of desire when Reno’s hand began to kneed him through his pants, his fingers already bringing him so close to the shining edge of orgasm.

There was an explosion of cheers and both men froze, two sets of eyes flying to the other two sets of men, cheering them on. Clouds face turned beet red but he had no time to think about being embarrassed as Reno’s lips descended on his once more, his hands resuming their rather needy exploration of the hard shaft trapped beneath the palm of his hand and the blondes washboard abs. When had his pants been undone?

The red head gave him no time to speculate as his lips were released and the head of his aching cock was swallowed along with the rest of his shaft in one fell swoop. He threw his head back and gave a guttural moan, his hands burying themselves in brick red spikes. The hot mouth descended on him again and again, each time his partners lips brushing the golden curls at the base of his hard length. His hips began to move with the red heads bobbing motions, literally fucking the younger mans mouth. It was the most intense experience he’d ever had, and he felt rather than saw four pairs of eyes on him.

He let out another guttural moan and began thrusting harder into the younger mans mouth, feeling his orgasm getting close. The red head just relaxed his throat and closed his eyes, letting the golden haired warrior shove his thick length into his open mouth over and over. He willed himself not to gag when he felt the fine tremors run through his lovers cock before scolding hot seed exploded directly into this throat.

The blonde gave a shudder before drawing his length from the red heads mouth, a smirk already in place. “Not bad, not bad…” he whispered breathlessly. “Now let me show you what I can do.” There was a wicked way in which he said it that sent shivers up Reno’s spine and he suddenly couldn’t wait to see what his warrior had in mind for him.

TBC

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Okay, first FF7 fanfic. Just want to know how you guys liked it^_^ anyway, I am going to continue it and for those of you Sephiroth/Cloud fans the next few chapters will be your best friends^_^ anyway. Review please!