Thanks for the memories

“Thanks for the Memories”
A Reno fanfiction
Chapter 12: “Kiss and Tell”
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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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If you’re hoping to hear about an orgy, I’m sorry to disappoint you. That’s what Tseng thought I was pushing for—I could tell by the look on his face before I came out of the hallway. Rude looked embarrassed and Rufus just looked annoyed. Yo, I realized I was pushing my luck but both of ‘em needed some lessons on how to bend a little and I was afraid that if I left it alone they’d either get too rough or give up.

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“Don’t look at me like that,” Reno said as his two lovers disengaged, righted themselves and stared at him. “You can’t get a charge if you don’t hook up the polarities right, man.”

“We weren’t trying to charge a battery,” Rufus countered with a frown.

Reno boldly sat down in between the two men. “Same principle, boss. Think about it—you might cause some hot sparks but the juice isn’t gonna flow right if you cross the lines. Or hey, what happens if you try to push a couple of magnets together on the same polarity?”

“Resistance,” Rude sighed, getting his point. The bald man even smiled a little at his partner’s clever metaphors but he was distinctly uncomfortable with the thought of continuing in front of an audience—even if that audience was his partner.

Rufus’s irritation faded, to be replaced with wry amusement. Reno was, after all, a mechanic. “So you’re looking at Rude and I as a pair of engines?” he murmured.

Reno shrugged. “Not literally but like I said, some rules are pretty much universal. If I saw someone mishandling a pair of top gear engines I’d have the same reaction, yo. I can’t stand seeing something so fine treated all wrong.”

Rufus considered him with dawning realization. “I’m beginning to understand why you’re such a quick study, Fox.”

~I really should have made the connection sooner. His brilliance is the primary reason that Tseng and I agreed he should be second in command of the Turks. I’ve been thinking of his knack for sensual skills as merely a gift of instincts, but it’s his sense of logic that makes him so adept.~

While Rufus pondered, Rude looked wary. “I see what you’re saying man but I’m not very comfortable with what you’re hinting at.”

“You think I want you two to screw right now?” Reno smiled and shook his head. “Nah, you ain’t ready for that. First you’ve got to fine-tune a little and get used to the feel of each other, yo.”

“You’re suggesting an experiment, then?” Rufus inquired with an intrigued look. He wasn’t ready to give up on taking things to another level with Rude just yet, despite the awkward attempt they’d just made. Rufus did like things his own way but he wasn’t above trying new things if he thought something good could come of it.

“More like a few lessons,” answered the redhead. Seeing the way Rude shook his head, he sighed. “Don’t be that way, partner. Damn, I never knew you could blush like that! Hey, tell you what…just think of it as a mechanics lesson, yo. You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about, man.” He refrained from calling the big guy “baby” because he sensed it would come off as patronizing to him right now.

Tseng finally emerged from the hallway, his horror at Reno interrupting the encounter fading in the face of intrigue. Reno’s point of view concerning human contact was similar to his own, except for the mechanical references. His respect for the redhead’s seemingly brash choice increased. “Interesting,” Tseng commented as he approached the den. “Perhaps your interference isn’t as foolishly impulsive as I thought. You have my attention.”

Reno grinned up at the Director. To Rude, he said; “Scoot over a little so we can make room for Tseng.”

Rude looked like he was ready to bail and Reno didn’t give him the chance. Before he could get up, Reno threw a leg over his thighs and smoothly straddled him, grinning as the bald man instinctively cupped his hips. “Class ain’t dismissed yet, partner,” the redhead murmured.

“Red, I can’t do this,” Rude whispered into his ear. “It was a dumb idea to try anyhow.”

“Bullshit,” Reno countered softly as Tseng took a seat between the two of them and Rufus. “You wouldn’t have been kissing him in the first place if you didn’t want it. All we’re going to do is teach you guys how to loosen up and work together instead of fighting each other, yo. Otherwise you’ll end up skipping something that could be great because you’re both bullheaded. Come on, Rude. Just give it a chance.”

Rude sighed as the redhead’s ginger-lashed, sea-green eyes urged him to comply. He knew Reno wanted an open relationship to work between all of them and while he was interested in trying, he was regretting starting out with Rufus. The VP was slighter in build than he was but he was just as aggressive and he hadn’t relented when they were fooling around. Tseng would have been easier to start with, but he wasn’t sure how Rufus would take to someone hitting on the man he’d been in a relationship with for over a year. Reno kissed him and his reluctance weakened further.

“Hmm?” Reno purred against his lips questioningly, coaxing a reply.

Rude glanced sidelong at Tseng and Rufus. The two of them were already kissing and the blonde didn’t seem troubled by Reno’s proposal or particularly reluctant. Since both of their bosses weren’t objecting, the bald man decided to try and swallow his reservations and at least give Reno a chance to demonstrate what was on his mind. He nodded silently in consent and let his hands slide up around the redhead’s waist.

Tseng murmured softly to his lover in approval as Rufus cooperated with him and parted his lips. It wasn’t as though the man never allowed his partners’ tongues to explore his mouth, he just never allowed it for very long and he generally tackled the probing tongue with his own so that he still had the upper hand. When he tried to do that this time, Tseng broke the kiss and shook his head.

“What?” Rufus asked with a frown.

Tseng was mildly amused. ~He’s so attuned to being the alpha male that he isn’t even aware he was fighting me.~ Aloud, he murmured; “Relax your tongue, koibito. The purpose of this is to practice the art of receiving, not giving. Let’s try again, shall we?”

Next to them, Reno was having similar problems with his partner pushing his tongue out of his mouth and thrusting his own into the redhead’s. Reno wasn’t as diplomatic about it as Tseng was, however. Rude blurted a soft exclamation of surprise as the redhead popped him lightly on the side of his jaw and pulled back to snap: “Nuh-uh. Your jaw’s too tense and you’re wrestling with me. You’ve gotta be more inviting, yo.”

Rude stared at him mutely and the redhead bent his head to kiss him again. Rude warily began to return the kiss, his tension making it hard for him to follow Reno’s instructions and relax. The second time his partner popped him, Rude muttered: “Can we trade partners?”

Rufus made an odd grunting sound just before Tseng broke the kiss to regard the bald Turk. Rude was half-joking when he suggested switching “teachers” with the VP but Tseng looked first at Rufus, then at Reno and then he said: “I don’t mind. Some variation in techniques may benefit them both.”

Reno grinned and shrugged. “Fine by me. You okay with that, boss?”

Rufus rubbed his side covertly and nodded. “Feel free.”

~If Rude thinks he’ll receive fairer treatment at Tseng’s hands, he’s sadly mistaken. Reno is simply more obvious with his punishing little reminders.~

Rufus said none of his thoughts aloud though, amused by the thought of the dark-skinned man’s reaction when he discovered that Tseng had his own unpleasant correctional tactics. In truth, the blonde was enjoying this odd encounter. It would give Tseng and Rude a chance to familiarize themselves with one another as more than boss and subordinate. As much as he hated to admit that he wasn’t an expert lover, this idea of Reno’s would help him improve and give him a greater chance of satisfying his curiosity about Rude.

Reno maneuvered himself off of his partner’s lap and got up, while Tseng scooted away from Rufus and pressed close to Rude. The VP held his arms open with a crooked smile as Reno climbed onto him and straddled him. It was obvious by now that the position was a favorite of the redhead’s…possibly because it allowed him to maintain a uke role without giving away all of the control to his partner.

“You gonna behave, boss?” Reno asked with a grin as he settled comfortably onto his lap and put his hands on his shoulders.

“Why Reno,” quipped the blonde with a smug curve to his lips, “you know I’m always well behaved.”

Reno snorted. “Hmph. We’ll see.” He threaded his fingers into the VP’s hair and lowered his mouth to his. At first, he started out with his customary teasing way—tracing the other man’s lips with the tip of his tongue and stroking the crease between them.

Rufus put his arms around him and responded to the coaxing action, parting his lips agreeably. By habit, he began to try and probe Reno’s mouth with his tongue and one of the redhead’s hands left his hair and hovered warningly over his right cheek. The blonde quickly halted his assertive move and instead relaxed his jaw and parted his lips wider, allowing Reno’s tongue access to his mouth. The redhead probed sensually and Rufus was dumbstruck. He’d again underestimated his Fox and assumed he couldn’t be as good at dominating someone’s mouth as he was at submitting to it.

His momentary stillness almost cost him. The hand that had just begun to relax near the side of his face tensed up again and Rufus made himself respond to the kiss with as little aggression as he could muster. Evidently it was a little too submissive, because he felt a sudden, sharp little sting as Reno’s hand popped him on the cheek.

“You don’t have to go as limp as a wet noodle, yo,” Reno explained softly against the blonde’s parted lips. “That makes it feel like you’re just putting up with it or like your mind is somewhere else. If I just sat there with my mouth open the first time you kissed me, would you have wanted to fuck me?”

Rufus flushed with embarrassment and his lips drew together with frustration. Reno didn’t pull any punches with his criticism and it bruised the VP’s ego somewhat. Reno smiled at him and nibbled the tight lips, making them relax. “Hey, don’t take it personal, baby. When it comes to your delivery you’re a fucking beast and you know you make me moan every time. It’s just your retrieval we’ve gotta work on.”

Rufus’s cooling passion flared up again at the hot compliment to his skills as a dominant kisser and his wounded pride was salved. “I suppose you’re fantastic at all of it, then?” he asked dryly.

Reno surprised him by shaking his head without hesitation. “Hell no, boss. I’m good with my mouth and riding cock but I’ve got no instincts for trying to top anyone. If you think you suck at kissing like a uke, I could show you a real disaster and try to fuck like a seme.”

Rufus laughed softly in response to Reno’s not-quite-humble honesty. In truth, Reno practically ‘fucked like a seme’ already. Rufus had little doubt that if the redhead was so inclined to try, he could learn to top a companion as skillfully as he bottomed now. The only thing getting in his way was his obvious preference for taking his partners inside of his body. Rufus declined to say so out loud, however, because he really didn’t want to give the adventurous redhead further ideas to play with. He had his hands full with him as it was.

Meanwhile, Rude was falling into the strange new role of submitting a little more easily than he had with Reno. Tseng’s kisses were firm but gentle and the fact that he was his superior kept Rude from acting so readily on his instinctive urges to dominate the kiss. When the Wutaian murmured approvingly into the kiss, Rude got bolder and tried to overpower his caressing tongue with his. His efforts were rewarded with a sharp little poke in the ribs that made him jerk and catch his breath.

Tseng paused in his kissing and whispered, “You aren’t to do that until I’m satisfied with your ability to receive, Rude.”

The bald Turk swallowed and nodded. “Sir,” he conceded breathlessly. He’d already come too far to get out of it and as much as he hated being slapped and poked by his fellow Turks, he was at a point now where he was losing his inhibitions and he really wanted to continue.

It went on with both couples for several more minutes, with Rufus getting one more smack from Reno and Rude getting a couple more jabs from Tseng before both semes were kissing their companions back rather than trying to take over the kiss. Reno’s approval of his lover’s progress was obvious by the way the redhead began to unconsciously murmur those unique, sweet little moans of his. It was odd how he could sound so submissive while being in a dominating role, but that was part of what made him so irresistible to others. When things between he and Rufus heated up to the point where Reno was rocking against the other man, he decided it was time to move on to the next step.

“Okay, that’s good,” Reno gasped as he broke the kiss and looked at his boss with heated eyes. “And I mean real good, baby. Now let’s see how good you are at swapping.”

Rufus looked all too ready to take on the dominant role again and Reno stopped him before he could grab his hair and force him into another kiss. “Hold it, yo,” the redhead warned. “I don’t just mean going back to the usual thing, baby. I mean a little of both.”

He looked at Rude and Tseng and to his surprise, it looked like the two of them were already practicing that part. The way the angle of their heads shifted every few seconds and the way their lips pressed against one another told him that Rude was better at switching between aggression and pacifism than he was at just being passive. His groin throbbed at the sexy display and he groaned softly, wishing he could get some action tonight but knowing this wasn’t about his needs. The way Rufus had begun nuzzling his neck wasn’t helping him control his state of arousal, either.

“I need you to stop that, boss,” Reno sighed with regret, curling his fingers into Rufus’ hair and tugging gently to ease his mouth off of his throat. “I really want to set you and Rude up and if you keep doing that, I’m gonna go crazy and ride you right here on the couch.”

“Quite the authority figure when you want to be,” Rufus murmured with a smirk.

“Damn straight,” Reno agreed, loosening his hold on his lover’s pale blond hair and combing his fingers through it. “Let’s see what you’ve got…Rufus.” It was rare for him to call the man by his given name, being his subordinate. The way he said it indicated that he meant business.

Rufus was accustomed to Reno becoming authoritative when he was determined to get something, but the use of his given name spoken that way boggled him enough that he didn’t move when the redhead’s lips descended to his again. This time, the Turk started out aggressively. He didn’t use his usual coaxing method but slipped his tongue into Rufus’s mouth immediately. The VP ignored his first impulse to fence with it and caressed it instead.

Reno pulled his left hand out of the VP’s hair and trailed it down his shoulder to his chest, impressed and aroused by the way Rufus welcomed his tongue’s exploration. He stroked the blonde’s tongue with his own for a few moments, then slowly withdrew it from his mouth and flicked it meaningfully against Rufus’s as he did so. Rufus caught on and took the silent invitation, pushing his tongue into Reno’s waiting mouth. The redhead sucked gently on it and made one of those breathless “please fuck me” sounds in his throat. Rufus’s kiss grew more aggressive and Reno whimpered and allowed him to plunder his mouth for a few moments before claiming assertiveness again.

They went back and forth; trading kissing roles until both men were breathing heavily and letting their hands wander. Rufus reached between the thighs straddling his lap and began to rub his lover’s hardened package. Reno moaned softly and forgot himself for a couple of moments, but when he opened his eyes briefly and saw that Tseng and Rude had stopped and were catching their breath, he mumbled a soft curse and reached down to disengage his companion’s hand from his crotch.

“You’re good to go, baby,” Reno panted softly as he broke the kiss and struggled to pull his boss’s hand away.

Rufus came back to himself and remembered where he was and the purpose behind all of this making out. He reluctantly stopped fondling his Turk and took a deep breath. Reno dismounted from his lap and stood up with a grin, straightening his clothes while he looked down at him.

“Okay, NOW you two can get back to what you were doing, yo,” said Reno with a wink. He nodded toward Tseng and kept his eyes on Rufus. “Mind if he and I crash in one of your spare rooms, boss?”

Rufus was tongue-tied in more than one way, but he was far too dignified to let on to that fact. He nodded elegantly and watched as Tseng got off of the couch and walked with Reno to the hallway leading to the guest bedroom. The leader of the Turks put his arm around Reno’s waist with easy familiarity. It never ceased to amaze him how smoothly Tseng could fall into a new relationship, or how unpredictable Reno’s personality was.

He and Rude were soon alone again on the couch. Rude looked a bit flustered but he gazed at the VP with quiet interest, his respect for him keeping him from making a move without some sort of signal. Rufus reached for his half-empty glass on the glass-top coffee table and downed it, then sidled closer to the bald Turk.

“Well, where were we?” the blonde said.

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Tseng took me to the guest bedroom after that, but I wasn’t ready to call it a night, just yet. He undressed to his boxers and I got stuck in a moment of “Yo, I want to jump that” before I remembered I had two seme hotties I’d left alone in the main room. I had my jacket off and Tseng was already in the bed with the covers up before I decided I just had to go and take a peek.

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“Are you coming?” Tseng asked with a slight frown as his younger companion paused with a thoughtful expression.

Reno looked at him and debated.

~Hot, exotic black-haired guy I can have all to myself for the night, or a few minutes of checking out two hot lovers getting it on—followed by having the hot, exotic black-haired guy? Hmmm…easy decision, yo.~

“I’ll be right back,” Reno promised as he started back toward the door.

“Reno,” Tseng said in a soft, warning tone. He’d sat up in the bed and propped his back against the headboard.

“What?” he replied, looking over his shoulder with a grin.

“Don’t interrupt them again. You’re worse than a new mother with this obsessive need you have to check up on them.” Tseng was smiling softly but his dark eyes were serious.

Reno clicked his tongue. “Yo, I’m not gonna interrupt anything. I just want to see how it’s going with those two before I come to bed. I promise, I’ll be good.”

“I’m sure they can carry on however they like without you watching over them,” Tseng argued with a soft chuckle. “Or are you simply so determined that they get together, you can’t relax until you see it?”

Reno’s eyebrows shot up. “Wow, that’s good, boss.” He felt a flush of sudden embarrassment color his cheeks and he averted his eyes and tried to downplay what he’d just revealed in his surprise. “Uh, you know. I just…you’re all my…ahem.”

Tseng tilted his head and studied the younger Turk with a look of patient understanding. “I know, Kitsune. Very well, if you need closure to rest, go and satisfy your curiosity. Just please, don’t disrupt anything and don’t overstay yourself.”

Reno’s hesitation faded and he smirked. “Scout’s honor. I’ll just make sure they aren’t mauling each other and I’ll come right back. I’ll even give you the tasty details, yo.”

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I still don’t know how the hell Tseng does that. It’s like he looks right through your skin and into your heart or something, yo. He was right on the money though—I’d seen for myself that he and Rude could get hot together but I needed to find out if Rude and Rufus could fit. It would just be so much easier for all of us to be together without any jealousy or competition, get it?

So anyway, I snuck down the hall as quiet as a mouse and crept up on the entrance to the lounge area. I listened for a minute before peeking in and I heard sounds that made me grin. You know that sound people make when they’re really getting some mouth action in and enjoying it? Yeah, that’s what I was hearing. I stretched out and stuck my head around the corner for a visual and damned if I didn’t see our boss lying on the couch on his back, with Rude stretched out over him and the two of them lip-locked so tight they could suffocate.

The best part was that Rufus’s shirt was hanging wide open and Rude’s fly was undone. Man, I had to put my hand over my mouth because I wanted to shout: “Go for it!”

Of course, I didn’t do that. Wanted to, but didn’t. I watched them make out for a while and wished I was in there with ‘em, but I kept my promise to Tseng and crawled backwards the way I came from. I told him what I saw when I got back in the room and he looked pretty happy about it even though he lectured me for spying for so long.

I got a little worried when I started taking off the rest of my clothes for bed because you know, I hardly ever wear anything under my pants. Tseng told me not to worry about it and promised he could control himself if I slept starkers, even though I wouldn’t have minded a bit if he broke that promise. The way he looked at me when I stripped down made me feel good, but the man’s fucking stubborn about keeping to his spiritual traditions and all he did once I got in bed was kiss me for a while and rub my back. The back rub felt good though, so I didn’t complain and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The next day I woke up alone, so I put my pants on and went into the lounge room. Tseng was there, standing over by the couch in the den pit. Rude and Rufus were sprawled out on the couch, man. Rude was on his back and our boss was lying on top of him, pretty as you please, yo. They had all their clothes on even though some parts were hanging open, so I knew they just messed around. I was fine with that because I knew it would take more than one night for them to work out who did what, yo.

Tseng told me to be quiet and he motioned me to follow him into the kitchen to help make breakfast. I burned the fucking eggs, of course. Rude and Rufus didn’t mind when they woke up and joined us. They both looked sort of relieved, like they’d finally let something go that they’d been holding onto for a while. None of us really said anything out loud about it. That’s how it was with us…we just took things as they came and we trusted each other. On the clock, Rude and I were the grunts but off the clock and underneath everything else, the four of us were our own private little family, yo.

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-To be continued