The Chronicles of Reno's Fun

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This...was a most unexpected turn of events.

Fucking shit.

Rufus. Really? I had to go see Rufus?! The ALPHA DOG of Shinra?!

Total bullshit.

All I did was have some harmless sex on a public train in front of an innocent teenager.

...Okay the sex wasn’t that harmless...my ass was killing me!!!

But, come on...Rufus? My night was turning out to be total hell, yo.

Sephiroth had stayed back with Zack and the kid after he forced me to put my clothes back on. The look on poor Zack’s face was priceless. The way he sat there, his dick still as hard as a rock and not looking like it was goin’ down anytime soon.

Funny. I don’t remember Sephiroth making Zack put his clothes back on.

He didn’t make the kid leave either.

...Asshole.

Fucking asshole!!

I swear to Gaia, if I was gonna be left with the pain of blue-balls while Sephiroth got his groove on all night, there was gonna be hell to pay. Make no mistake.

But...let’s skip forward a bit...I was on my way to see Rufus when...what the hell is going on?!

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I sat there stiff as a board as he fondled my heavy sac. His fingers were like ice and sent unpleasant, yet undeniably arousing chills throughout the structure of my bones. He was dark. So dark. The only thing bright on him were his eyes-which all but glowed in the dim lighting.

To anyone who doesn’t know, the corridors of the Shinra building are scary as hell at night. Almost pitch black and a bitch to walk through. Especially if you’re afraid of the dark...

~Fuckin’ scared as hell!!~

Any who...

So yes, there we were. I was cold, scared, naked, and ~of course~ horny, lying on top of what felt to be a metal operating table of some sort.

Being denied my release earlier, and due to the alcohol still rushing through my heated veins, my body was far more than sensitive. His blood-like eyes had me feeling a dark, nervous sensation I had never felt before. It was terrifying.

“You smell...” He dipped his head down to cradle his nose underneath my earlobe and let it travel down to the stretch of skin between my neck and shoulder. His breath was ice cold. Strange as hell. His voice was deep and as smooth as the fluid motions of his fingers as they encircled and caressed my balls.

Wait. Did he just say I smelled?! Jerk!

“...you smell...”

Well then stop sniffing me, douche bag!!

“...you smell...” He couldn’t stop repeating it. Again and again. What was with this guy?! He kept insisting that I smell...yet he was ravishing my body with more fever every time he took a breath, grinding his clothed crotch deep into my bare thigh.

“...you smell...” I was about ready to smack the damn dark off his face. “...you smell...like sex.”

It was that word. No. It was the way he said it. Or maybe it was the way his gold, metal finger had surprisingly slid its way into my rectum.

Whatever the reason, I almost came. Almost.

I was stopped when his other hand gripped itself around the base of my abnormally hard cock.

This guy was REALLY starting to get on my last drunken nerve. Who the fuck was he, anyways?! I’d never seen him around Shinra before!

And yet...I was still letting him finger me? ...I am not a slut!!

“S-Stop...” the word came out with a lot less venom and authority than I had wished for. In fact, it may have sounded more like moan than anything else.

My shaft twitched uncontrollably when he twisted that god-forsaken, golden finger inside of me. It was stranger than anything I had ever felt before. Alien, cold, but not entirely unforgiving. It didn’t cut, or sting. But the replacement of chilled metal instead of a throbbing, warm organ was a miraculous feeling.

Sex can be monotonous at times. It’s always fun to find someone who will spice it up a bit.

And spice it up he did.

I watched in the almost pitch-black as he used his free hand to nimbly unhook and remove the remainder of his layered clothing. The red cape, the black shirts, the dark pants, his boots...all were relieved from his body in such a fashion that, in my chill-induced sweat, looked like the garments simply floated to the floor.

This guy wasn’t normal.

“You are turned on.”

Such an obvious statement would have upset me if it had fallen from anyone else’s mouth...but when they left those blood-red lips...I only had the power to nod.

His voice held a roughness that spelled out how long it had been since he had been able to speak. It was a naturally deep voice. Naturally the type of voice that makes you want to kiss the throat it comes from. So I did.

He had laid himself on me. It was somewhat awkward, but nowhere near hesitant. I had figured his body was going to be soft and unused, but my mind fluttered as I felt every single one of his muscles beneath taught, cold skin.

This man was sucking the sarcastic right out of me.

I couldn’t do anything. As much as I wanted to continue sucking on his throat, those eyes held mine and froze me. I didn’t want to move, I only wanted to feel him moving.
“Can you feel this inside of you?”

With the question, he made a desperate emphasis with his golden finger to make sure I knew what he was speaking of.

The pointed metal grazed against my prostate, and this time it was unforgiving. And I almost came again. Almost. His hand was wrapped once again around the base of my cock. But I was happy. I didn’t want to cum yet. I wanted to feel that metal again. That cold, resilient, arousing metal.

“Please...do it again.”

I felt his plump lips smile against the side of my face as he nuzzled it.

All of his actions were awkward and unlike any man I had ever been with. Almost animal like. But I fell in love with my bodies reactions to them. They weren’t primal or rude or selfish. They were simply from a man who craved the touch of another.

“I want to touch you...” His words were somewhat between a request and an order. Either way they made me melt.

“Anything...please...”

My whole body was pulsing pleasure, despite the fact it was covered in goosebumps. I had never felt fear and absolute, strange pleasure at the same time. For once, yes folks, Reno was at a loss for words.

While he used his golden finger to prick and scrape along my prostate, he used his other to trace along the outlines of my face.

When he asked to touch me...I was thinking more along the lines of my penis...but I’m not going to complain. The way his trailed his fingers over my cheekbones and lips was another alien feeling that only added to my erection.

“Why...?” I had to ask him.

“I haven’t...” he dipped his face down to engulf my earlobe between his lips and tongue. “...I haven’t felt anyone in so long. I haven’t seen another face. Yours is beautiful...”

“Kiss me.”

He did. And once again it was awkward, but completely arousing.

But not as arousing as the sudden plunging of his beautifully long cock into my rectum. But something was weird. My breath hitched in my throat and my head lashed back uncontrollably.

“Can you still feel it inside you?”

My voice cracked as I tried to answer him. God yes. I still felt it. I still felt that glorious metal finger inside of me, along with is long cock.

He curled the finger back a bit and it harshly scraped against the bulge of nerves this time. The pain made my eyes go blind and my fingers prickle.

“O-Ow...” My voice stammered out, and I could see the apology in his eyes, but I could also see something darker that laid beneath. A glittered warning of danger and much needed fear.

He began pounding and I couldn’t control my screams. I was screaming in fear. Fear of what was on top of me, fear of what was inside me, and fear of what was inside the thing that was on top of me. But I couldn’t stop the thrills that shot through my own erection. What kind of warped sex-drive did I have?!

Each thrust sent the golden finger scraping along my prostate, which was becoming ever more tender by the moment. Pain flashed before my eyes along with the beautiful, pleasure-warped face of the black-haired man atop me.

I was fighting between the emotions to throw the creature off of me or throw myself into sexual eruption when the door to the black room slammed open. But the man didn’t stop his plundering. Not until a name was screamed.

“RENO!!!”

Frozen, my eyes slid to meat those of Dr. Hojo.

Fuck.

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And that’s the end of the second chapter!! It turned out a lot different than I thought it would have. But I enjoyed writing it!!

So what will happen next chapter?? Will Reno ever be able to make it to Rufus’ office to receive his punishment?? Will Reno EVER be able to actually CUM??

I guess we’ll find out soon!!

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