New Blood

Kerri woke up the next morning to pain.  The muscles at the top of her thighs were sore from the unaccustomed position her legs had been in, stretched wide to allow Reno to lie between them.  They also felt as if they might be bruised from the pounding they'd taken.  And speaking of pounding, her sex was also sore, both inside and out, and felt a bit raw.  Not surprising, considering that Reno had taken her twice more last night.  She blushed as she remembered the last time, when he had managed to keep her at the brink of orgasm until she was desperate enough to beg him to let her come.  He'd dominated her completely, and she had loved it.  



But right now, she had to go take care of herself.  Reno's hand was resting possessively on her breast; she gently removed it and eased toward the edge of the bed.  He made a protesting sound, and, still mostly asleep, muttered, “Where ya going, Kerri?”



“I have to go home to shower and change, Reno.” she whispered in his ear.  He mumbled something she couldn't hear and turned over, dropping back down into sleep.  Kerri smiled tenderly and smoothed his hair before getting dressed.  She left his apartment, walking gingerly because of the pain.  Thank God it was the weekend.  She thought she'd die of embarrassment if she'd had to explain to Tseng why she couldn't walk properly.  



***



An hour later, Reno awoke to find himself alone in bed.  Squinting at the clock, he saw it was shortly before noon.  He vaguely remembered Kerri telling him earlier that she was going home, but he was never a morning person, so hadn't come completely awake.  “Shit,” he muttered, and grabbed the phone by the bedside.



Kerri's phone rang as she was coming out of the bathroom.  She answered it, still wrapped in a towel.  “Hello?”



“Why'd you leave, yo?” came Reno's voice.



“I told you, I needed to shower,” she answered, smiling.



“Could have done that here.” He sounded sulky.



“I didn't have clean clothes there,” she explained.



“You wouldn't need them here,” he countered.  “Come back over.  Come back to bed with me.”



“I'm not tired,” she said innocently.



“Me either.”



“Reno, I don't think I can.”



“Why not?  I do something wrong, babe?”  



She could hear the worry in his voice, and quickly reassured him, “No, it's not that.  I'm...I'm sore, Reno.”  Good thing he couldn't see her blushing.



“Sore?  Oh!”  He chuckled.  “I'm an idiot.  I should have known you would be.  But you can still come back over, yo.”



Kerri sighed.  “Reno, we can't...”



“I promise I won't do anything to hurt you,” he interrupted.  “I just want you here.”  She was silent, so he knew she was thinking about it.  “C'mon.  Didn't I behave myself for almost three months?”



“Mostly,” she answered, and he could hear the laughter in her voice.



“Then come back, Kerri.  Besides...I don't think my tongue would hurt you, would it?  You liked that, didn't you?  Well?” he persisted when she didn't answer.



“Give me ten minutes,” she said, and hung up.



***



When she knocked on his door, she heard him call from the inside, “That you, Kerri?”



“It's me,” she answered, and he opened the door.  He was still completely naked.  Kerri reflected that she should be beyond blushing by now, but apparently that wasn't the case.  



“Come on in, babe, before someone else gets an eyeful, yo,” he said.  His face grew concerned when she limped past him.  He closed the door and with one easy motion picked her up in his arms.  “I guess you are sore.”  He looked guilty as he continued, “I'm sorry, Kerri.  I should have stopped after the first time.”



She looked into his eyes and said softly, “But I didn't want you to stop.”



His eyes grew hot at her words, and he started towards the bedroom.  “Then at least let me kiss it and make it better.”



He set her on her feet by the side of the bed and claimed her lips, kissing her slowly and thoroughly, exploring every inch of her mouth with his tongue, before coaxing her wordlessly to do the same to him.  He put his hands on the small of her back, pulling her close to him, loving the feel of her firm breasts against his chest.  Kerri wound one arm around his neck, while her other hand twined in his red hair.  Finally he pulled back  and began undressing her slowly, caressing her skin as he pulled her shirt off, touching and licking her breasts while removing her bra.  He knelt in front of her and removed her shoes and socks, then reached up to pull the sweatpants she was wearing down to her ankles.  He held her steady as he lifted first one foot, then the other to remove the garment.  Starting at her ankles, he slid his hands up the back of her legs until he reached her ass, which he cupped firmly, kneading the firm cheeks and pulling her to his lips.  Kerri whimpered when she felt his hot breath on her mound, but he only kissed her before easing her panties down and off.  “Sit down,” he whispered, gently pushing her onto the edge of his bed.  Reno spread her knees wide, and lowered his mouth to her pussy, pausing to kiss the bruises on the inside of her thighs.



“Oh, God!” Kerri exclaimed as he began eating her out.  He'd been right, his tongue didn't hurt at all.  Once again, he had to hold her steady as he licked her.  She was so sweet, and he drank her in like wine.  He flicked his tongue around the slit of her entrance, then penetrated her as deeply as he could, tasting her moist walls, before sucking her clit between his teeth gently.  Kerri fell back onto the bed, feeling the tell-tale pressure build as he continued working on her, feeling the sweet ache flowing through her entire body.  She felt like a fruit so ripe it was ready to burst, then when he caught her clit between his top teeth and his tongue, rolling it, she did burst.  A scream tore from her lips as she came, feeling him suck greedily at her entrance, drawing her juices out.  



As the pleasure ebbed, Kerri felt Reno slow, then stop.  “Sweet,” she heard him mutter before he rose to his feet.  He lifted her legs, turned her until she was lying comfortably on the bed, then lowered himself beside her and held her until her breathing returned to normal.  Her hair, which she'd left loose today since she wasn't working, was tumbled over her face and he smoothed it back, admiring the rich chestnut color and lighter tawny highlights.  “Did that hurt, babe?” he asked.



She gave him an incredulous look.  “No.  Not at all.”  She turned on her side to face him, wincing a bit.  She darted a shy glance at his cock, hard and erect.  “But you didn't...”



“Don't worry about that, yo,” he tried to say.  Until, that was, until she circled his hardness with her smooth hand.  



“I want to worry about it,” she told him, pushing his shoulder until he rolled onto his back.  She sat up and began to stroke him slowly, squeezing him firmly.  Long and thick, she could hardly believe his cock had actually fit inside her. Her fingers didn't even meet around his girth.  It was pale, and she could see the veins that encircled it pulsing.  The head was a darker plum color, and there were little drops of liquid seeping from it.  Her breathing became ragged as she worked him; she could feel herself becoming wet again.  She cupped his balls with her other hand, whimpering as she felt how big they were as well.  



Reno groaned.  Watching her inexperienced explorations was turning him on more than other women who knew exactly what they were doing.  “Don't stop, Kerri.  You're doing so good.”  He heard her whimper again and knew exactly what she wanted.  He inserted a hand between her legs and found her clit.  He began rubbing it in small circles, lightly so he wouldn't hurt her, matching the rhythm that she was setting with him.



Kerri was almost panting as they stroked each other, both of them coming closer and closer to orgasm.  “Oh, damn, Kerri!” Reno moaned, and she felt his balls tighten, felt the veins in his cock pulse a bare moment before thick, white come spurted from the head, spattering on his stomach and dripping onto her hand as the flow tapered off.  The sight pushed her over the edge, and she cried out as she came as well, her hips jerking involuntarily.  She collapsed on the mattress next to him, utterly spent, and her  hand slipped away from his cock.



After Reno caught his breath, he looked at her, leaned over to kiss her lips.  “I better get a washcloth,” he said, grinning.  He went to the bathroom and grabbed two of them, wetting them both.  He washed himself off in the bathroom, throwing his cloth into the hamper, and brought hers out to her.  Kerri wiped her hand off and returned it to him.  He went back and dropped it into the hamper along with his before going back to lay down with her.  He affectionately stroked her nose and smiled.  “You are a fast learner, babe,” he said.  Kerri giggled and snuggled close to his side, delighted when his arm went round her to hold her tightly next to him.



*****



Kerri had fallen back to sleep after their little session, and Reno didn't want to disturb her.  He pulled on a pair of black cotton shorts and headed to the kitchen to make coffee and scavenge through the box of doughnuts she'd left yesterday.  They were slightly stale, but still edible, so he munched on one while he poured himself a cup of coffee.  



There was a knock at the door as he wandered into the living room.  “Coming,” he called, and opened it to find Rude standing there.  He was wearing his casual clothes, which for him meant black slacks and a button down white shirt.  Reno couldn't remember ever seeing the big man in jeans and a t-shirt.  And of course, he had on his trademark shades.  “Hey partner, come in,” Reno greeted him.  “Kind of keep it down, though, ok?  Kerri's asleep in the bedroom.” he told his friend.



Rude raised an eyebrow.  “Kerri's here?  Does that mean that you two finally stopped acting like horny virgins afraid to go all the way?”



Reno laughed.  “That's funny, Rude.”



“Why is that funny?” Rude said as he followed the smell of coffee to the kitchen and helped himself to a cup.



“Because I bled her, yo.”  Reno couldn't resist bragging.



Rude turned to him and took a sip from his cup before speaking.  “So she was a virgin.  Unusual.”



“That's what I thought.  But I'm not complaining.”  No, far from it.  Reno loved the fact that he was the only man to touch her that way.  



“I thought you swore off virgins after that girl you picked up in a bar.  The one who kept following you here and hanging around outside until Tseng wanted to throw you out the window to her.” Rude commented.



“Yeah, I know.  But this is Kerri.”



“So?”



“What was I supposed to do, send her away once I found out?  I've wanted her too long for that to happen.”  He shrugged.  “Besides, I like Kerri.  She's cool, yo,” he finished with a slightly bemused smile.



For a moment Rude considered telling the younger man that he was exhibiting all the signs of a man who was falling for a woman, then rejected the idea.  He knew Reno better than anyone, and knew that the redhead never analyzed his feelings, he simply went with them.  Unless, that was, someone questioned him about them.  If that happened, he was apt to do something stupid to prove the person either right or wrong, and it was impossible to tell which direction he would go.   Rude knew one remark could make Reno march into the bedroom and either propose to Kerri right then, or tell her he'd had a great time but that she could leave now.  Rude decided he'd keep silent unless Reno's little affair began interfering with his work and safety.



“What are you staring at?” Reno asked, when Rude didn't speak.



“The bald man shook his head.  “Nothing.  Just wondering why we're standing here instead of watching the cycle races on tv.”



“Aw, shit!  I forgot about it.  I guess I did come my brains out, yo.”  He headed for the living room while Rude trailed after him, an amused look on his face.



***  



  Kerri woke up a short while later hearing the sound of the tv along with the bass rumble of Rude's voice.  It was answered by Reno's laugh.  Damn!  She didn't really want Rude to see her limping out of Reno's bedroom, but there was no way to avoid it.  She had to pee, and she was starving as well.  Oh, what the hell, she thought as she picked up her clothes Reno had scattered around the room, he probably already knows I'm here and what went on.  She dressed quickly, and looked into the mirror above the dresser, trying to smooth her hair into something resembling order.   She quickly gave up on that, however and headed for the bathroom.  After relieving herself, she used Reno's toothpaste to brush her teeth with her finger as well as she could before steeling herself to walk...well, hobble into the living room.



Reno had heard her go into the bathroom, and met her at the end of the hall with a cup of coffee.  Before giving it to her, he leaned in for a kiss.  “Hey, sleepyhead,” he greeted her.  



Kerri smiled and took the cup from him, accepting his help in walking to the futon.  She noticed Rude watching their slow progress with what she could only describe as amusement.  “Hi, Rude,” she said.



He inclined his head to her.  “Kerri.”  Once she sat down, he waited until she took a sip of coffee before saying, “I guess it's Reno's turn then?”



Kerri looked confused.  “Reno's turn?  What do you mean?”



“To take care of you while you're unable to walk.” Kerri's face flamed and she hid her eyes behind her free hand.  Reno chuckled, and his next remark made her embarrassment worse.



“It's only fair, yo, since I'm the one who did it to her.”





Rude made no more jokes at her expense after that, and Kerri found she was quite enjoying herself, listening to their easy banter.  It was clear that the two were very close, close enough for Rude to let down his guard around the redhead and reveal his sense of humor.  She didn't contribute much to the conversation; she was content to relax within the circle of Reno's arm and listen to them discuss the race they were watching.  Kerri didn't feel left out or forgotten, though.  Reno made sure of that.  Once in a while he would turn to her and ask her opinion on the subject under discussion, or simply kiss her cheek or caress her face.



After the race was off, Rude used Reno's phone to order pizza, then left them to go wait in the lobby for the delivery, since non-Shin-Ra personnel weren't permitted on or above the apartment level.  The second the door closed behind Rude, Reno grabbed Kerri's waist and pulled her in for a kiss that made her knees weak.  Still kissing her, he fell backward, pulling her with him so she was laying on top of him.  He pulled his mouth away for a moment, long enough to whisper, “Suck it,” and his tongue invaded her mouth.  Reno growled deep in his throat as she did what he'd asked, her mouth sliding back and forth along his tongue.  He slid his hands down to cup her ass, pulling her tightly against him.  



Kerri could feel his hard-on through the thin shorts he still wore, and let out a small cry when he thrust against her, releasing his tongue and burying her face in his neck.  Reno turned his own head and began licking and nibbling her earlobe.  Kerri writhed against him, lost in sensation.  He stopped and whispered, “Do you want it, babe?  Do you want my cock inside you again?”



“Yes, please, Reno,” she half moaned, squirming ineffectually against him.



He chuckled and sat up, bringing her with him.  Giving her a tender kiss on the corner of her mouth, he said, “Maybe.  We'll see how sore that pussy is tonight, then.”  He got to his feet, his erection clearly visible beneath the shorts.  “I'm gonna go put some pants on so Rude doesn't notice this, yo.”  He went into his bedroom, leaving Kerri sitting on the couch trying to get herself under control.  



You fucking tease, she thought, not without a trace of humor.