Thanks for the memories

“Thanks for the Memories”
A Reno fanfiction
Chapter 10: “Scratching the itch”
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*Disclaimer: The world that this story is set in and all characters therein belong to Square-Enix. This fiction piece is strictly a non-profit exercise of creativity and entertainment for people (like me) who can’t get enough of this world and the characters.*
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Like I said before, I thought it was past time to kick things up a notch with Rude. Tseng was away on assignment again so I’d have to wait to snatch him too. Yeah, I’m greedy, yo. I think Rude knew what I had planned when I invited him over for movies. He acted a little anxious, so I decided not to make the moves on him too quick and get some food and beer in him first, so that he’d calm down.

It was kind of funny; here I was, newly deflowered and pretty inexperienced, but my partner—who I knew damn good and well had an active sex life—was the nervous one. I guess I just didn’t realize how into me he was, yo. He ain’t exactly an open book.

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“Are we getting anchovies on this pizza?” Reno asked his partner as he dialed the number to make the order.

“Not if you want me to eat it,” Rude said with a grimace.

The redhead smirked, unsurprised by his companion’s dislike of that particular topping. Not many people liked anchovies. “It’s cool…I don’t have to have ‘em.” The pizza parlor picked up on the other line and he started making his order. While he was talking to the girl, he walked to the fridge and took out a couple of beers. He motioned to his partner and tossed one lightly to him. “Yeah, that’s right—one large supreme with extra cheese and one meat lover’s. Forty minutes? Okay, that’s great. Thanks, yo.”

He hung up and followed Rude into the living room. “One of these days I want you to go club-hopping with me,” he said as he took a seat on the couch beside the bald Turk. “I know you ain’t the social butterfly I am but I think you’d like it after you loosen up a little.”

Rude shrugged. “Maybe,” he alluded. If nothing else, he would enjoy watching Reno have a good time. The redhead was always entertaining, somehow. Rude took a swallow from his beer and glanced sidelong at his partner as Reno scooted closer to him. It was pretty obvious that he had plans for something besides conversation tonight and Rude had butterflies in his stomach for the first time since he’d lost his virginity.

~There’s just something about him that makes me lose my cool and it’s more than just his looks. The guy’s so energetic about everything and he kisses with so much feeling. Oh hell…I’m already getting hard and he hasn’t even touched me, yet.~

“You okay, partner?” Reno asked when the bald man shifted as if uncomfortable. “You look sort of nervous and that ain’t like you.”

“I’m fine,” Rude fibbed, trying to act more casual. Reno’s hand settled on his knee and he fidgeted again.

Reno smiled slyly and squeezed the knee that his hand was resting on. “Good. I wouldn’t want you feeling all tense and awkward, man. This is our night to unwind, yo. Who knows what’ll happen in the next few days, with that crazy-ass poet running loose and making copies of himself.”

Rude nodded in agreement and reached for the TV remote, flipping it to the evening news because he couldn’t think of anything interesting to say. The thought of being with Reno in every way tonight made him tongue-tied and he was afraid he’d end up spouting off something stupid in his nervousness. The redhead chatted easily with him while they watched the news, not seeming to mind his lack of verbal reciprocation. He rubbed his knee and thigh with casual sensuality but he didn’t do more than that.

The pizza arrived and they ate until they had their fill. Rude was on his third beer when Reno combined the leftover slices in one box and put it in the refrigerator. The bald Turk was starting to relax a little, sedated by a full belly and the beer. When Reno came back and rejoined him on the couch, Rude felt calm enough to put an arm around him. The redhead snuggled into his embrace and tilted his head back for a kiss. Rude obliged, caressing the slighter man’s jaw with his hand while he pressed his mouth against his. His heart immediately began to pound faster as Reno’s tongue played over his lips and lured his out.

~Damn, nobody kisses like him. The way he works that tongue of his drives me crazy!~

Rude absently set his half-finished beer on the coffee table without breaking the intoxicating kiss. With both hands free, he could do some proper making out. The first thing he did was take Reno’s goggles off his head and free his hair from the ponytail. He loved the way Reno looked with the bright strands falling free down his back and over his shoulders. Rude usually wasn’t that into dudes with long hair but it suited his partner so well he wouldn’t have had it any other way. He plundered Reno’s mouth and started working at the buttons on his shirt. When he got halfway down, he paused and broke the kiss.

“Reno,” he said huskily, “I’ve got to warn you, I’m probably not gonna want to stop before long.”

“Fine by me,” Reno purred, cupping the back of his head demandingly to draw him near for another kiss.

Rude groaned against his lips, his eagerness growing unbearable. He’d intended to take his time and familiarize himself with Reno’s body at a leisurely pace, but he’d been frustrated for too long. He wanted to touch his partner all over, while at the same time he wanted to be inside of him as soon as possible. His fingers sifted through Reno’s hair as his other hand finished unbuttoning his shirt and began to stroke his chest and belly. Reno whimpered sweetly against his mouth when he teased his nipples one at a time and the redhead started working at Rude’s clothes.

The kissing grew more heated and a little sloppier as the two men became more excited. Rude’s dress jacket was soon hanging open and so was his shirt. Reno’s hot little mouth left his and started working its magic on his neck and chest, while his busy hands eased the bald man’s jacket off of his shoulders. Rude could no longer resist his urges and he slipped his hand down between Reno’s parted thighs and started rubbing the bulge there. The redhead gasped his name in an appreciative tone, rubbing himself eagerly against the touch.

Rude suddenly stopped and Reno pulled back to look at him with a stricken expression. “Baby, don’t bail out on me now,” he begged breathlessly.

“Hell no,” Rude said roughly. “I just want to move it into the bedroom, Red.”

“Yo, I don’t care where you fuck me, just so you do it,” Reno said without shame.

“Damn,” Rude gasped with feeling as the redhead’s honest, fervent reply fired up his already painful state of need to a boiling point. He pulled Reno into his lap and struggled to his feet, carrying the lighter man with him. Reno’s thighs wrapped around his waist and the redhead grinned against his lips as he staggered out of the living room and down the hallway.

“At least you’re not doing it bridal style,” Reno chuckled. He nibbled the bald man’s ear, his teeth scraping against one of the hoops piercing it.

“You’re no blushing bride, partner,” Rude countered, capturing his mouth hungrily.

Their tongues caressed and he squeezed the redhead’s tempting ass as he carried him into the bedroom. They fell into the bed, still locked together. Reno stretched his right arm out and clicked on the bedside lamp, so that they wouldn’t be in the dark. He pulled off his partner’s shades and set them next to the lamp, humping against his grinding hips shamelessly. Rude’s mouth left his and started exploring his chest and stomach, his hands pulling his jacket and shirt off and sliding them out from under him. Reno likewise finished removing the bald man’s open shirt and then he undid his belt buckle. When he had it open, he deftly popped the button on his trousers and tugged the zipper down.

Rude’s jaw clenched with pleasure as his partner’s hand reached into his pants and freed his cock. He stared down at him for a moment as he stroked him, admiring the sight of Reno’s pale chest rising and falling rapidly with his excited breaths.

“I’ve been wanting this, baby,” Reno groaned as he stroked his partner’s big shaft and thought of how good it was going to feel inside of him.

“Not as bad as I have,” Rude answered plainly. Before Reno could try and counter that, he kissed him again, thrusting his tongue aggressively between his parted lips. The moan of desire Reno made against his mouth was gratifying and thrilling. Rude dragged his hands down and started working at getting his partner’s pants undone too. He drew back again to take the redhead’s shoes off, too desperate to be with him to worry about setting them neatly on the floor. He reached down to still Reno’s exploring hand long enough to tug his pants off before wriggling out of his own and pulling his underwear down.

“Hot damn, you’re a dish,” Reno complimented when the bald man’s muscular body was revealed to him in full.

Rude’s eyes were likewise caressing Reno’s body as he stretched out on top of him and kissed him avidly. He suddenly remembered that his condom was in his wallet and he grunted with frustration as he started to leave Reno again to retrieve it.

“Gotta get the protection,” he explained when his partner looked at him with frustration.

“Oh, that,” Reno said. “Just check the right-side nightstand, baby. I bought a box and some lube yesterday and put it in there, just in case.”

“Thank fuck,” Rude sighed with relief, reaching out to pull the drawer open and search for the items. He kissed and licked Reno’s neck as he felt around inside and located the tube of lubricant. He lifted it out and glanced at it, then did a double take. “Hmm, raspberry flavored?”

“Uh-huh,” Reno grinned. “You gonna eat me up, partner?”

“Best dessert a guy could want,” Rude agreed as he popped open the cap. It was a brand-new tube—the seal was still on it. He tore the seal off and squirted some into his palm, then sat up and rubbed his palms together to warm it up. Reno watched with needy, hot eyes and squirmed restlessly. Rude smirked at him. “Impatient.”

“Fuck yeah, I’m impatient,” agreed the redhead. “I’m horny as hell, man.”

Rude didn’t argue that—he felt the same. Still, he didn’t want to rush the moment he’d been waiting for. He told Reno to spread his thighs and when the redhead complied, he scooted so that he was sitting between them. He reached down and curled one hand around his partner’s poised cock, while slipping the other hand beneath it to rub the lube into his balls. Reno groaned softly and lifted into the touch, his hands grabbing at the sheets for support as Rude slowly stroked him off. The bald man started out gentle, wanting to gradually work his partner into a frenzy of pleasure. He stared down at the pink-capped organ as he moved his squeezing hand up and down the length of it. A drop of precum formed on the tip and he impulsively bent over to lick it off with his tongue, making Reno gasp his name.

Encouraged by the reaction, Rude couldn’t resist sucking the straining cock into his mouth. The flavored lube coating it tasted good and he sucked harder and stroked the underside firmly with his tongue. Reno’s breathy whimper made him groan and he tongued the slit in the cap and massaged his balls with gentle pressure. He forced himself to take his time with it, bracing Reno’s hip with one hand to try and hold him still. The redhead was panting softly and whining with need by the time Rude was ready to move on. He could have finished the job but he really wanted Reno to come when he was inside of him, if he could procrastinate for that long.

“Rude…I need you,” Reno groaned when the bald man retreated again and reached for the lube.

“You’ll get me, Red. Just hold on a little longer,” Rude answered softly. Before using more lubricant, he gripped the other man’s hips and guided him to roll onto his stomach. Reno complied and propped himself up on his elbows while the other man squirted out more lube and warmed it up in his hands. Rude looked down at the pristine white ass he was about to claim and he thought he was going to lose it for a second. He took a couple of deep breaths and waited until he felt calm enough to keep going without blowing his load.

First he eased a heavily lubed finger into the narrow passage. Reno practically purred in response and Rude swallowed hard as he found the spot immediately that was usually more difficult to locate in other men. He stroked it and Reno moaned and raised his ass encouragingly. Rude granted his silent request and stimulated the spot for a while, until he thought his partner was getting too close to climax. He stopped and worked on stretching him, adding a second finger and carefully pumping and spreading them inside of his tight heat. He couldn’t avoid brushing against the gland as he worked but he did his best to avoid excessive stimulation.

“Oh god,” Reno grunted, rocking himself against the other Turk’s thrusting fingers. “Fuck, you’ve got big fingers…” He could feel how easily Rude’s ministrations were dilating him and he could hardly wait to feel that thick, long cock of his slide home.

“Hurt?” Rude asked with a pause.

Reno shook his head and panted softly. “No way, baby…feels fucking great.” He stretched his arms out and laid his head on the pillow, relaxing his body and moaning with pleasure.

Rude inhaled sharply as his partner’s dirty talk came close to undoing him again. He was starting to be a little afraid that he’d wreck the guy before the night was through, as easily as Reno excited him. He would definitely have to make sure he was good and stretched before he took him because the last thing Rude wanted to do was end up having to rush him to the emergency room with a bleeding ass. With that thought came inspiration and he applied even more lube before removing his fingers and spreading Reno’s cheeks with his hands.

Reno’s head came up with surprise when he felt his partner’s tongue slip into his body. He craned his neck and gasped; “Yo, that’s…oooh…y-you’re a kinky dawg!”

Rude couldn’t hold back a chuckle and he paused. “Want me to stop?”

“Nuh-uh,” Reno answered quickly.

The bald man resumed and thrust his tongue in and out until Reno was squirming and begging him raggedly to fuck him. He held out for a few more minutes, enjoying the sounds his partner made and the way his body responded. He stopped tonguing him and went back to fingering him for a bit, until he was certain that he wouldn’t hurt him when he entered him. He withdrew his fingers and stroked Reno’s vivid hair.

“I’ll be right back, Red. Just relax and stay that way for me.”

Reno twisted to look up at him as he got out of the bed. “Where the hell are you going, yo?”

“Gonna use some mouthwash,” Rude explained patiently. “You want me to kiss you without rinsing out first?”

Reno snickered. “Well damn…when you put it like that it sounds nasty.” He sighed and plopped his head down on the pillow. “Yeah, go rinse your mouth out. I guess I can wait a few more minutes.”

Rude hurried to the bathroom and took the mint mouthwash out of the medicine cabinet, rinsing and gargling twice with it before heading back to the bedroom. He paused at the door and admired the sight of his naked partner stretched out on his stomach. He approached slowly and pushed the redhead’s thighs apart as he climbed onto the bed. Reno propped up on his elbows again and turned his head as Rude stretched out on top of him. The bald man captured his partner’s lips and kissed him deeply while he reached out to get the condoms out of the drawer. Rude’s fingers trembled as he got a packet out of the box and tore it open. He levered himself up and rolled it on before grabbing the lube and applying it to his jutting arousal.

“Ready for me, baby?” Rude murmured softly, kissing Reno’s jaw and neck.

“Been ready,” Reno smirked. Rude’s response to that was to position himself and rock forward, stealing the redhead’s breath and making his eyes go wide. “Ah, fuck,” Reno panted as the large cock slowly drove into him. “R-Rude…baby…god, it’s so big!” He hissed as the invading girth pressed hard against his erotic zone and made him throb deliciously inside. When the bald man paused in concern, Reno gasped, “It’s okay…don’t stop!”

Rude was doubtful but he knew Reno would lose his temper if he procrastinated. He withdrew a little and pumped again, driving himself deeper. He closed his eyes and groaned at the feel of the redhead’s tight heat. Muttering a soft curse of unbearable pleasure, he thrust again firmly and entered him the rest of the way. He held it there for a minute until Reno’s ass stopped clenching so hard around him, then he started a slow rhythm, pushing Reno down so that he couldn’t move a lot and therefore risk damaging himself. “Easy, Red,” the bald man murmured shakenly as his partner fought to rise and undulate against him.

Reno was groaning and panting roughly, calling out Rude’s name pleadingly as the bald man gradually increased the force and speed of his strokes. The redhead’s face was already getting flushed with passion and his eager moans stroked Rude’s ego as well as his desire. He moved experimentally over his partner, careful not to let himself get too vigorous too soon. When he was sure Reno was adjusted enough to handle it, Rude started driving his cock in with sharp, hard thrusts.

Reno’s cries grew louder and Rude clenched his jaw and muttered dirty comments in the panting redhead’s ear, surprising himself. “I want to fuck this tight ass until you can’t walk,” he growled. His jaw dropped a second after he said it. He’d never been a talker in the bedroom before but Reno’s delightful cries and responses made him so horny he couldn’t see straight. Even worse, Reno was responding with his own dirty talk and exciting him even further.

“Put me in a wheelchair, baby!”

Maybe Reno could take it but Rude sure as hell couldn’t. He groaned and slid his hands under the redhead’s hips to lift his ass, then he held onto them tight and started slamming into him desperately. “Reno, you’re…so hot,” he panted.

Reno was crying out incoherently and clutching his pillow. He rocked against his partner as much as Rude’s grip on his hips allowed it, feeling powerful jolts of sensation each time Rude’s dick shoved into his body. He whimpered as the pressure grew and exploded, not even having enough breath to shout that he was coming as he spurted his seed all over the sheets. He trembled in the aftermath and tried to catch his breath, but Rude’s hard thrusts made him groan and holler with every breath he drew.

Rude stopped clutching his partner’s hips and stroked his belly, gasping praises to him as he felt Reno’s body clench and quiver around his cock. He felt his orgasm approaching and he groaned the redhead’s name and changed to slower, deeper strokes. Reno panted encouragement to him as if he sensed he was getting close and Rude bowed over the smaller man and groaned raggedly as he unloaded inside of him. He shoved in deep and held it there while his cock twitched and filled the condom. When it was finished, he pulled out of Reno and collapsed on his side so that he wouldn’t accidentally crush the smaller man. Reno rolled onto his side with a wince and embraced him, sighing with happy satisfaction.

“Mmmm, we’ll have to do that again soon,” Reno sighed as he kissed his partner’s neck and caught his breath. Rude was also breathing heavily and the bigger man’s hands stroked Reno’s back and ass with leisurely sensuality.

“Looking forward to it,” Rude answered huskily.

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I actually did have a little trouble walking for a few hours after that, but by the time morning came around I was just a little sore. We took a shower together and had breakfast, thinking we might go to the movies or something later on. We never got the chance to, though. We got word that Genesis was attacking ShinRa HQ again. Yo, what was this prick after? We hurried there to see what was happening but this time we were too late to be any help. Genesis got away again after he tried to kill professor Hojo and Zack stopped him.

Yo, now Sephiroth was locked up in the Data Room, researching fuck knows what. It was making people uneasy but I couldn’t tell you why. A few days after that, Tseng went with Zack on a mission to Modeoheim because they heard Genesis and Hollander were there. They found him and Zack did away with his sorry ass (well, he thought he did but you know how these things are). They caught Hollander, too. Tseng got hurt in a bathouse there, of all places. It turns out that Angeal was there waiting for him and he ended up going apeshit. Zack had to put Hewley down, poor guy. ShinRa sent him on vacation in Costa del Sol after that because he was all fucked up over having to kill his buddy. Guess who was sent to keep an eye on him there, man? If you guessed us, you’re right, yo.

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“I’m not wearing a bathing suit,” Tseng informed Reno with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Why not?” Reno asked in puzzlement. “Enjoy the sun like the rest of us, yo!”

“We aren’t here to enjoy the sun,” Tseng said moodily, “we’re here to make sure that a certain, dangerous First doesn’t lose his mind and take up notions of rebellion.”

Reno shared a look with Rude and sighed. “Yeah, yeah…so our ‘vacation’ is just a smoke screen. Don’t you think Fair’s gonna get suspicious if he sees you acting like it’s a business trip, though?”

Tseng lowered his gaze. “I have little doubt in my mind that he’s aware of our true purpose here. Unfortunately for Zackary, his mind is too preoccupied with thoughts of what he had to do to care.”

“Okay, then. Since there’s nothing else to do but keep an eye on him, I hope you don’t mind if we take a load off,” Reno said.

Tseng eyed the redhead’s purple swimming trunks and shrugged. “Just don’t stay out in the sun for too long,” he advised. “With your fair complexion you’ll burn easily.”

Reno grinned at him and winked. “Then I’ll just let you rub some of that herbal junk you’ve got all over my body if I get burned, yo.”

Tseng smiled a little and motioned for him to go. “Have fun, Reno. Keep your cell handy.” He watched the redhead leave the Inn room with his partner, talking about getting a tropical cocktail. The Wutaian sighed, wishing he could relax enough to act on the flirtations and not-so-subtle offers his subordinate had been making during this pseudo vacation. He was worried about everything that had happened, as well as Rufus. The VP was still safely in Mideel but he wouldn’t relax until they could get force Hollander to give them information about the G-project he’d been working on and what it had done to Genesis and Angeal. Director Lazard was also missing now, to add further complications. Then there was Aerith Gainsborough, who was believed to be the last surviving Cetra and evidently had a bit of a thing with Zack.

“A tropical cocktail does sound nice,” Tseng sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. Moderation was the key. If nothing else it would be relaxing to watch Reno’s antics, even if he had no intention of participating in them. He stepped outside and pulled his shades out of his pocket, looking around for Reno and Rude. He spotted them at a drink stand in the square and he walked over to join them. Reno spotted him coming and he waved, sucking on the straw of some sort of blue cocktail in his hand.

“Yo, change your mind, boss?” The redhead asked.

“About the drink, at least,” Tseng admitted with a nod.

“Good, you need to unwind a little,” Reno said.

“Where is Cissnei?” Tseng asked after ordering his drink and receiving it.

“On the beach with Fair,” Rude answered. “She gets along with him pretty good.”

“Females generally do,” Tseng said with a little shake of his head. “So long as she doesn’t forget her place, I don’t see a problem with it.”

Reno opened his mouth to say something that was probably going to be crude, but he didn’t get a chance. Someone screamed and the three Turks turned to see what the ruckus was about.

“Genesis copies?” Rude said with surprise as half a dozen of the familiar creatures rushed toward them.

“Yo, these guys are like hemorrhoids,” Reno snarled, “They won’t get off our asses! Fuck, I left my EMR in my room, too!”

The copies headed straight toward them, clearly with purpose. Tseng drew his gun and began to fire before they could close the distance, bringing down two of them. Rude and Reno engaged them with their fists when they got close enough.

“Better warn Fair and Cissnei,” Rude grunted as he punched one opponent and ducked the attack of another.

“We can handle these guys, boss,” Reno agreed as he kicked one in the stomach.

Tseng hesitated for a moment but his subordinates did seem to be holding their own, so he started toward the beach at a run. His phone rang and he picked it up hastily. “This is Tseng.” He listened with a frown and bit off another sigh. “We’ll come to investigate after we take care of a slight problem here, Sir.” He put the phone away and kept running. He charged down the stairs and onto the sand where Zack and Cissnei were talking to each other. “Genesis copies!” He warned when they noticed him running toward them. No sooner did the shout leave his lips than three more copies burst out of the surf and went for Zack.

“What the hell?” Zack shouted. He glanced around for a weapon and shrugged, grabbing one of the giant umbrellas and folding it to wield it like a sword.

“That’s an…interesting tactic,” Tseng muttered as the black-haired Soldier launched into deadly action. It was almost comical. He thought about moving in to aid him but it was too fascinating to watch the fighter give them the business end of an umbrella, and he took them out with relative ease. He twirled the makeshift weapon as skillfully as he normally did his sword and he poked and hacked at the copies while dodging their attacks.

Cissnei stood next to Tseng and watched with an openly mystified expression. “When I heard they trained Soldiers to use anything in their environment as a weapon, I thought it was just a figure of speech,” she said.

It was over in a few moments and Zack stood over the dispatched bodies and shook his head. “What are these guys still doing around? I thought I took care of Genesis!”

“It may not be that simple,” Tseng reasoned. “It’s possible that Genesis is controlling them through the lifestream. We won’t know what he’s capable of until we can get information from Hollander, and Junon is currently under attack. Your vacation is over, Zack. We need to leave for Junon and investigate.”

Zack didn’t argue with him. Reno and Rude joined them, both men a little out of breath but otherwise unharmed. Tseng told them what he’d just finished telling Zack and Cissnei. “Gather your things and get the chopper ready,” he ordered when he was finished.

“Think it’s a coincidence?” Reno asked doubtfully.

“No,” Tseng said with a frown. “I think the attack on Junon is related to Hollander, but we won’t know that until we get there. They’ve arranged for extra guards to join the President and the Vice President at their respective havens, just to be safe.”

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As soon as we got to Junon I had to switch to a chopper with a full tank and Rude and I took off to Mideel to give Rufus extra protection. Tseng went into the city with Zack and helped evacuate people. He was right all along—the “unknown” army invading Junon was more Genesis copies, yo. Hollander ended up getting away after all, the slippery bastard. Sephiroth showed up and said that Midgar was under attack again, so Zack rushed back there to protect his little girlfriend in the slums.

Yo, if you think all this shit’s crazy now, it’s nothing compared to the shitstorm that happened a couple of weeks after they cleared out Midgar again. There were reports of monster attacks near the Mako reactor in Nibelheim. Zack and Sephiroth went to investigate with a few army grunts and everything went to hell in a hand-basket after that.

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-To be continued