Tainted Love

"Talking..."

'Internal thought...'

Well, it seems enough of you liked it, especially the birthday girl, ASOTA. So here you go, the specially requested sequel chapter!

~Tainted Love~
Chapter Two

"Well that was...different."

Reno gave a wide grin and flashed a wink at the large bouncer, "What? You jealous Rude?"

The dark man shook his head with a smirk before looking past the redhead, "You know the boss doesn't like anyone but the performers on stage during the show, hot shot."

Reno looked back to his silent companion, his grin dropping slightly as the silver-haired man put his coat back on. He could practically feel the man locking himself away as the zipper was pulled upward. 'Definitely gonna have to fix that. I am NOT letting this one go yet.' Turning his attention back to Rude, gave a leering smile, "Well, before good ole' Shinra gets a hold of my skinny ass, could you be a pal and divert him for, oh, let's say an hour? I'll make it worth your while."

Rude started to shake his head but stopped when he saw Reno's expression. Wide, blue eyes seemed hurt and tearful, lower lip quivering pitifully. As the tattooed man started to speak, the bouncer quickly clamped a hand over the redhead's mouth, "No, don't you DARE start that begging shit. Just go!"

"Thanks, man. I owe ya!"

"I've heard that before."

Yazoo blinked at the odd interaction these two seemed to have before his wrist was grabbed and he was almost dragged down the hallway. What was he even doing back here? According to Rude, he wasn't supposed to be so Reno could have just let him return to the crowd after the song. The redhead seemed to sense his thoughts, "Sorry for pulling on you like this babe, but I know the crowds. After the show you just gave 'em, if I let you go back out there, you'd be eaten alive."

Yazoo nodded his understanding but pulled from the man's grasp, choosing to walk rather than be dragged. A red eyebrow raised, "Don't talk much huh? That's alright, it's usually the quiet ones that are the hottest inside."

Blue-green eyes widened momentarily at the double meaning in the redhead's words and he shot the man a withering glare. Reno raised his hands in surrender, "I give! Put away the evil eye, yo. I didn't bring you back here for that exactly." The leering grin was back as he opened the door to his dressing room. Snaking an arm around the slender man's waist, he pulled the silver-haired beauty close, "Though, if you want, we could pick up where we left off out there."

Yazoo rolled his eyes at the blatant invitation, but he gave a small smirk as he moved out of the tight embrace and entered the dressing room. It was simple and fairly bland. Reno lounged in one of the chairs, looking around the room with a somewhat wistful expression, "This is nothing compared to what I used to have here. Course, with me only being back for one night it doesn't really matter."

"Oh I wouldn't say that Reno."

Both men turned their heads to the doorway where a smirking Rufus Shinra stood leaning against the frame. A silver eyebrow raised questioningly as Reno grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "lazy ass Rude" before smiling widely, "What can I do you for, Boss?"

Rufus frowned at the redhead, "Care to rephrase that?" When the tattooed man simply grinned and winked, the blond sighed, "Glad to know you haven't lost your sense of humor." He said dryly before taking a more business-like stance, "It seems that some things have changed, Reno. From the reactions tonight, the partners and I believe it would be in the club's best interest to hire you back on."

The wide grin immediately vanished, "Hell no."

"We are willing to offer double what we paid tonight and you only have to put on two shows a night on the weekend."

"Look you egotistical bastard, I only did this as a favor. I told you, I'm tired of this shit."

"Your performance tonight says otherwise."

Reno cocked his head toward the silent, silver-haired man, "That's only 'cause of Kitten here."

Yazoo looked back at the redhead with an obvious question in his eyes. 'Kitten? When did he start calling me that?'

"Hey, that crawling thing you did on stage was hot, yo! Made you into some sort of silver panther or something. I've never worked with anyone that has the raw magnetism you did at that moment. Off the stage though, you seem more like a kitten, a very hot sex kitten at that." The tattooed man gave a short shrug, "'Sides, it's not like you've told me your name or anything."

Yazoo blushed slightly when he realized the man was telling the truth, "It's Yazoo."

The soft, sultry voice sent a shudder through the other two men. Rufus and Reno glanced at each other, sharing a similar thought. Damn, this guy was sex on legs! The blond was the first to regain his ability to speak, "Well Yazoo, tell me, have you had any formal training as a dancer?"

Silver-hair swayed as the young man shook his head. Reno gave a toothy grin. 'Natural huh? Guys like him are rare to find unattached.'

Rufus merely frowned but nodded, "How would you like to work at the Electric Haven as Reno's partner?"

Yazoo and Reno looked at the club owner like he had suddenly grown a third head, "WHAT?!"

The smirk that appeared on Rufus' face was pure evil, "I'll leave you two to discuss it. I expect an answer in an hour." The blond turned to leave, pausing with his hand on the doorknob, "Oh, and Reno? I won't take no for an answer. I'm sure you understand."

As the door closed behind the white-clad businessman, the redhead gave a low growl, "Cocky, spoiled bastard. Fuck! He always pulls this shit." Surprisingly, the wide grin was back as blue eyes turned to study the silver-haired man, "Looks like you and I are gonna be getting better acquainted, gorgeous."

A silver eyebrow raised, "What make you so sure I'll agree?"

Reno raised two fingers, "One, as Rufus said, he won't take no for an answer. For a spoiled, rich kid, the man knows people and he WILL find a way to get what he wants. That's why I'm even here tonight. I needed the money and he shows up offering me enough to pay my bills for two months plus!"

Yazoo's curiosity finally broke through, "Why did you quit if it pays so well to begin with?"

"I wanted a change. Maybe to have a chance of finding someone steady rather than just people who wanted me after watching me on stage." The silver-haired man was stunned by the emptiness that flashed in the redhead's eyes before it was covered with an easy smile, "It's hard to find someone who won't get jealous over my actions at the club, I'm kinda into trying out a little of everything. I quit so I wouldn't be tempted, maybe have a chance of staying faithful to somebody. Hard part is I love the stage, I love mesmerizing the crowd. It's a high like no other."

Yazoo nodded his understanding, he definitely knew that high. Reno looked at him curiously for a moment before continuing, "Well, turns out that didn't work. I like having something steady to come home to but the thrill of something new is just too much for me to ignore. Guess you can't really have both worlds, huh?

The silver-haired man didn't know what to say to that, it wasn't something he had ever tried, so he turned the conversation back to the original topic, "You said there were two reasons I would agree to Shinra's offer?"

The soft smile turned into a full blown grin as Reno eyed the leather-clad man, "Yeah. You'll take the offer because you're that type."

A frown of annoyance crossed the pale face, "You don't even know me so how would you know my 'type'."

"Oh, I know a whole lot about you, gorgeous." He chuckled at Yazoo's obvious disbelief, "Trust me, with how many years I've been in the 'performance' business, I've learned how to read people within a minute of seeing them. It pays better when you know what your customers want without them having to tell you. Its best when you do something they want when they didn't know they even wanted it, yo."

The silver-haired man nodded but made no real reply. Reno sighed and stood, circling the man, "You want proof? Here's what I see when I look at you, Kitten. You're a middle child, probably more dedicated to your siblings than is really healthy, though I'm not one to judge if that's true. Of your siblings, you're the quiet, logical one, always in control of the situation so you can pull their asses out of the fire when they get in over their heads. Sometimes though, you resent this control to the point it's almost suffocating." The redhead paused, blue eyes scanning the leather-clad figure as though studying him, "You aren't a virgin but you aren't far off from it. You don't like contact from anyone you don't know and trust, particularly since you've had some bad experiences when it comes to sex. You want to experiment but you can't find the right people or environment."

A leering smirk replaced the tattooed man's serious expression as he came close to the stunned silent man, "You're a natural stage whore. Not that you'd necessarily have sex on stage but you love the idea of people watching you, wanting you, something they may never have. You love the idea of the hunt, doesn't matter if you are the predator or prey, nothing thrills you more than the chase." Long fingers caressed a pale cheek, "So am I close, Kitten?"

Yazoo blinked, swallowing hard several times before whispering, "How...?"

Reno gave a soft chuckle, "I told you, I'm a master at reading people."

"Well, 'master', what now?"

Though the word was sarcastic, the redhead couldn't help but wonder what it would be like having this mouth-watering creature really calling him Master. Reno never claimed any particular kink, he was pretty open to just about anything, but with all the leather on that slender form, it wasn't hard to see the pale man in the S&M scene.

Yazoo raised an eyebrow at the man's dazed expression, "Do I even want to know what you're thinking right now?"

"Oh, just coming up with ideas in case Rufus still runs a bondage night here."

A light blush appeared on pale cheeks as the silver-haired man realized the full extent of what Reno was probably thinking, "Pervert."

Blue eyes sparkled with mischief, "Yep! I'm not even going to try to deny that one." He quickly wrapped an arm around Yazoo's side, pulling the man even closer, "So, what's it gonna take to get that sexy panther in you to come out and play again? After all, we'll work better on stage the more we know each other's moves."

'Bastard makes a few good guesses and thinks I'll just fall at his feet? I'm not one of his usual fan club.' Yazoo's eyes flared with defiance momentarily as he studied the man's cocky expression. "Are you sure you can handle being with someone of MY type? I may be too inexperienced and boring for one such as you."

Reno chuckled at the fire lighting the man's unique eyes. 'There's the claws, now let's see if I can get this kitten purring.' Long fingers gently brushed soft silver strands away from the pale man's face, “Babe, with a body and a mouth like yours, I would never get bored of someone like you. As for inexperience…” His face drew close to the pale beauty, lips brushing against a soft cheek. Placing his mouth by Yazoo’s ear, he let out a purred whisper as his arm slid down to place devious fingers on a leather clad behind, ”Kitten, I could show you more ropes and how many ways you can tie them than you’ll know what to do with.“

Yazoo shuddered, his gloved hands twitching with the need to touch. He could feel his resistance crumbling under the heat of this man's desire, he wanted to know the world the redhead was offering so freely. The last of his inhibitions fell to dust as a slick tongue ran along the shell of his ear before sharp canines clamped onto the fleshy lobe. He let out a soft moan and pressed himself closer to the devilishly seductive man, shivering as their trapped erections rubbed against each other.

Reno did a mental victory dance as he felt the silver-haired man react and move against him. He nipped along the pale jaw line before pressing the tempting lips in a light kiss. Every time Yazoo would try to move closer, he pulled his head back, keeping the touch light, teasing, frustrating. A low growl finally broke out of the slender man and he grabbed the wild red hair, pulling the infuriating man in. A low chuckle vibrated through the tattooed man's chest and Yazoo's eyes narrowed with the realization that he was being toyed with. 'You want a reaction, I'll give you one!'

Reno suddenly found himself pushed into the chair with a slender, silver-haired man kneeling over his lap. His hands were locked onto the armrests with surprising strength and his eyes nearly rolled as Yazoo pressed against his arousal, "Still think you can just toy with me, Fox?"

Reno tried to respond, but each time he opened his mouth the silver-haired man would roll his hips, causing him to simply groan, "Fuck! Enough! You win dammit!" The small grin that appeared on Yazoo's face made the admission worth it, "Damn, Kitten, you need to smile more often."

"Hmm, perhaps," The redhead's hands twitched under his gloved ones and he gave another teasing smile. Blue-green eyes lit with humor as the silver-haired man leaned in close, "Say my name and I just might release you."

Reno shuddered under the purred words, feeling the breath from the warm mouth so close to his own and yet so very far away, "Gods, Yazoo, let me touch you. I want to taste your mouth and feel that smooth skin you hide." He felt the weight lift from his wrists and immediately pressed in for a deep, passionate kiss, tangling his fingers in silken strands. A whimper broke through, telling Reno just how much Yazoo wanted this too.

Nimble fingers soon found the high collar to the leather coat, easily parting the black fabric and revealing the pale treasure underneath. As the warm hand brushed against the cool skin, Yazoo moaned and arched into the touch, throwing his head back when nails scraped over tender nipples. Reno immediately took advantage of the open neck, biting hard on the pale flesh. The silver-haired man gave a shocked cry but pressed harder to the redhead, causing him to smirk. 'Sensitive too. Damn, what did I do to get so lucky tonight?'

He decided not to question it further, instead allowing his questing fingers to move up to Yazoo's shoulders and push the heavy leather off the slender man. He leaned back to study his new 'partner' without the harsh spotlight and flashing strobes of the club stage. Reno felt his mouth go dry as he studied the smooth expanse of marble skin, marred only by the mark he had made on Yazoo's neck. "Fuck Kitten, you are gorgeous, yo."

"And you, Fox, are moving too slow." The slender man leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Reno's neck as he purred into his ear, "I want you to fuck me into the carpet."

The gears in the redhead's mind ground to a halt as all his blood rushed south. Then, as the words fully registered, his body acted on instinct, quickly removing his own shirt before moving from the chair to the floor, the slender man writhing under him. Nipping along a pale collarbone, Reno slid his hands down to Yazoo's waist, taking a moment to unfasten the leather pants. Casting the garment aside, he continued to worship the lithe body beneath him, biting and licking as he found the silver haired man's sensitive points. As he lowered himself further, he carefully avoided the man's weeping erection, teasing and tasting everywhere else.

Yazoo whimpered as occasionally red strands of hair would brush his heated flesh, cursing mentally as the redhead continued his torturous attack on his body. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, "Gods, Reno, please..."

A low chuckle sent puffs of air across the sensitized skin, "Please what Kitten. What do you want?"

"I...I..." Blue-green eyes rolled as cool air blew over the head of his cock, "Suck me, fuck me, I don't care, just stop teasing me please!" Another chuckle nearly had him growling at the infuriating man but when warm lips wrapped around him, he let his head fall back to the floor.

Reno moaned around the hard flesh, relishing the bittersweet taste as he flicked his tongue over the sensitive slit. As another wanton cry reached his ears, he froze, the tightness in his own slacks becoming unbearable. He continued to suck and lick along the warm, throbbing length as he reached down, unclasping his belt and removing a tube from his pocket. As he opened the lube, he glanced up at Yazoo's face. The pale cheeks held a light flush and those unique blue-green eyes looked back at him with desire and a deep searing hunger. A groan escaped the redhead and he had to fight to keep control after seeing that seductive look.

Yazoo wasn't sure what had made the man groan but when the vibrations coursed through him, he arched off the floor, pressing further into that warm cavern. He wasn't sure how much longer he would last under the talented man's ministrations but a distraught whimper left him as the redhead moved away.

"Shh, Kitten. I want to feel you come while I'm inside you." The husky words only served to inflame Yazoo's desire further and, when he felt slick fingers press against his entrance, he wriggled, trying to force them deeper. Reno leaned down, murmuring soft words as he stretched and relaxed the tight muscles, "Easy babe, I don't want to hurt you."

"Please, I need to feel it."

Reno had to bite down on his lip at the needy quality in the sultry voice, "You sure know how to make a man want to throw caution to the wind, Kitten."

Blue-green eyes locked onto his, "Then do it."

"Fuck," The redhead growled and removed his fingers from the clenching heat. Taking a moment to slick his own pulsing length, he tossed the lube aside and soon leaned over the panting figure once more, "Remember Kitten, you asked for it."

Feeling himself being stretched wide, Yazoo closed his eyes and nodded. He wanted the pressure, the slight pain mixing with the inevitable pleasure as Reno filled him, "Gods yes Reno! Fuck me!"

Reno hissed at the tight heat surrounding and shifting around him, pulling him deeper within the silver-haired beauty. Damn, he really didn't want to hurt the man but as that slender body kept writhing and pressing against him, he found his control slipping. A low growl left him and he snapped his hips, burying himself fully in Yazoo's willing flesh. The silver-haired man arched with a cry, begging for more, harder, faster. The redhead felt a familiar heat building in him as he lifted the pale legs to his shoulder, the angle allowing him the press even deeper, hitting Yazoo's prostate with each thrust. "Open your eyes Kitten. I want to see them when you come."

Blue-green eyes shot open with a mixture of lust and surprise. Most found his cat-like eyes too intense, wanting him to look away during sex. Reno's eyes never left his though, the intensity in that fox-like gaze sending him over the edge. His vision flashed as hot streams of cum burst from his cock but he heard the redhead swear as his body clenched ever tighter. Yazoo gave a soft moan as warm liquid coated his insides and felt the man fight to keep from collapsing onto him. Snaking a still-gloved hand around the trembling back, he pulled Reno to his chest, enjoying the weight against him as his body came down from the orgasmic glow.

When his pulse and breathing became more normal, Reno reluctantly moved off of the silver-haired man, going to grab a washcloth from the bathroom attached to his dressing room. Helping Yazoo to clean up, they both sat back on the floor, lost in their own thoughts.

Pulling a pack out of one of the drawers, Reno lit one of the cigarettes, taking a deep drag as he chuckled, "Well I guess Rufus will be happy."

A playful smirk appeared on the silver-framed face, "You're still so sure I'm going to stay?"

"Of course. After all, once people get a taste of Reno, they always want more!"

A hand slapped him on his shoulder as Yazoo stood to get dressed, mumbling, "Perverted Fox."

"Hey! Where you going?"

A silver eyebrow arched at him, "It would be rude of me if I didn't tell my brothers we were staying in this town for a while." A wide grin appeared on Reno's face as the silver-haired man pulled on his coat. Just as he was about to leave, Yazoo turned his head toward the redhead, "And Reno? Next time, it'll be me fucking you into the floor."

Blue eyes blinked with surprise as the door closed. A short laugh echoed in the dressing room, "We'll see, Kitten, we'll see."