Scorch Marks

Cloud Strife, Cadet absolute 0 class fucked up. Royally. The practice mission that he and his small company went on was a complete and utter disaster. Not only that, he failed in front of his new friend and quasi-mentor, Zack Fair.

"It's ok Cloud. These things happen. This is why it was a practice mission," Zack said with a smile as he roughed up the blonde's spikes.

Cloud stared at his sword, which was broken in two and sighed.

"Why don't you go back to the heli and relax. I'll clear everything up here and straighten these men out," the 1st Class said as he glared at the two other cadets that were still cackling. What happened wasn't really that funny, Zack thought with a frown. Well, actually it was but he didn't want Cloud to feel any worse. Who would have thought that the pack of wild Chocobos would take to Cloud, thinking he was one of their own and not let him move out of their protective circle.

"Yes sir," Cloud mumbled as he put his helmet back on and walked towards the parked helicopter.

Walking up to the machine from the rear on the copilot's side, Cloud noticed that the machine was slightly rocking. Raising an eyebrow behind the helmet that covered almost his entire face, Cloud silently entered the cargo area through the sliding door that remained open from when they landed a few hours ago.

Quietly inching up towards the cockpit Cloud began to listen closes to the strange noises that were coming from the main area.

"Ngh… fuucckk," Reno gasped as he squeezed his hand harder around his rock hard cock. Cloud did his best to blend into the background and stay hidden but his eyes locked on the Turk in the pilot's seat. Reno was sprawled in his chair, his headset draped around his neck, the front tails of his shirt were split and flipped up onto his chest. His navy blue pants and belt were undone and his erect member standing proudly as he pumped his fist up and down on the shaft.

Cloud watched with his mouth agape as his cadet issued pants got tighter on him. Since the first time he saw Reno, he thought the Turk was beautiful. The unusual flame colored hair, the pale skin wrapped tightly around a lithe but muscular body. But it was Reno's eyes and lips that did it for Cloud. The rose hued pouty lips that were made for kissing, and those eyes! Cloud's nana had said the term "bedroom eyes" once but he never understood what it meant until he came face to face with Reno. That hazy seductive look along with the glint of danger was all Reno and Cloud wanted some of that badly.

Biting down on his lower lip harshly, Cloud fumbled with the placket on the front of his pants and thrusted his hand underneath the waistband of his boxerbriefs and wrapped his fingers around his hot swollen flesh. He soon kept pace with the redhead that was jacking off in front of him.

Reno switched hands suddenly, his right hand now gripped firmly around his shaft as he pumped his hips slightly up and down to meet his fist. His left hand disappeared into his boxers to squeeze and massage his balls. The sight alone nearly had Cloud tipping over but he held back.

"Mmm… fuck," Reno panted as his head rolled to the side, looking in the direction of where Cloud was hiding. Reno knew he had an audience for the last several moments. He just wasn't sure who so he continued. But whoever this was, he was interested in the show Reno was putting on, and that turned the Turk on even more.

"Instead of… ah fuck… sittin there… ngh… why dontcha come… mmm… for me," Reno breathed into the dark area. "C-cmere for me."

After a few seconds of hesitation, Cloud got up and crouched into the cockpit area and sat in the co-pilots chair. He started to take his helmet off when Reno's voice cut through him.

"NO! Ah, no. Keep it on yo. Please?" Reno asked. Reno hoped that it would be Cloud, the object of his wanton desire but the chance that it could have been someone else was too much to risk. The cadet uniform and helmet was enough for Reno to play out his fantasy. He had wanted a piece of that jailbait cadet since the minute Zack introduced them months ago but under threat of castration, he kept his hands and dick to himself. But now, now was too good to pass up, he could play with someone that could fill in that role even for a few minutes. Just for a little fun, no fucking… this time.

"C'mere yo. I wanna touch you."

Cloud got up warily and moved closer to Reno. When the cadet was within striking distance, the Turk snuck out his arm and pulled the cadet in to straddle his lap. Their erections grazing against each other. Reno sighed at the contact.

"Much better yo," he said with a wink as his hand slide down the front of the cadet uniform, seeking the promised land of the throbbing erection of the young cadet on top of him. "Touch me," the Turk commanded.

Tentatively, Cloud reached down and wrapped his hands around Reno's turgid length. Reno's eyes rolled back and he leaned back against the headrest when he felt the cool hands of this helmeted stranger take him in hand. Cloud let his thumb graze over the head of Reno's cock, smearing the pre-cum that had dribbled out. He was rewarded with a low moan that reached him directly in his groin as Reno redoubled his efforts on his cock.

Knowing that they both weren't going to last very long, Reno grabbed on to the Cadet's ass to pull him closer. The heads of their erections grinded together as they rubbed each other to completion. When Cloud felt Reno grab a hold of his ass, he lurched forward, letting his free hand tangle in the short red spikes of Reno's hair.

"Tug it, yo."

Cloud complied, a few fierce tugs and Reno start spurting over both their hands, the redheads keening moan set the cadet off who bit his lip hard enough to breath the skin, hoping to minimize the sounds of his cry of ecstasy.

The men sat there for a few minutes panting and coming down from the high that was a mind blowing orgasm. Holding onto the cadet in his lap, Reno reached over to grab his handkerchief out of his small travel case and tossed in over both his and the cadet's now softening members.

Cloud took the cloth and started to lazily wipe the evidence of their time together away. Granted Reno made him keep the helmet on, but part of him deep down enjoyed that. It would be a secret encounter that he would keep with him forever.

Reno smiled at the kid as he bent back to the side, reaching around for his cigarettes and lighter. Grabbing the pack he silently offered one to the cadet who shook his head. Shrugging to himself, the redhead popped a cig in his mouth as he patted down his shirt and coat pockets looking for his lighter. Sighing when he couldn't find it, he reached for the next best thing. His EMR.

Turning the electricity onto the lowest setting, Reno smirked as the cadet on his lap tensed. Winking at the cadet, he tipped the rod towards his cigarette to light it, just as Zack's voice rang out in the distance. Hearing Zack jolted Cloud and he leaped out of Reno's lap, bumping into the redhead's arm causing the Turk to flip the voltage higher on the EMR. Luckily, Reno moved out of the way in the last possible second as the electric bolt hit the metallic wall behind Reno's head. Reno glared at the kid for a moment then realized the cadet was shaking.

"It's alright yo. Just a scorch mark. No harm no foul," he said with a wink as he quickly righted his clothing and pointedly looked at the cadet's pants, hoping the youngster would get the hint. Last thing Reno wanted was a long lecture about Honor and fornication, sometimes Reno wished the 1st Class was mentored by Genesis and not Angeal.

Cloud buckled up his pants and with a nod in Reno's direction went back into the cargo area to await the arrival of his company and Zack.

….

The pitching of the helicopter startled Cloud out of his nap. Rubbing his eyes to clear the vision of the extremely vivid dream away he turned to glare at Reno who was attempting the light a cigarette with his EMR.

Cloud couldn't breathe. He felt a minor anxiety attack coming on. His therapist told him that this might happen when old memories were triggered but that wasn't a memory, him and… Reno? No way. There was only one way to find out.

"R-Reno…"

"Hm?"

"You've been flying this chopper for a while now, ya?"

"Uh yeah. Had her for years now. Heh, funny thing, Josey is the very chopper that I used to transport Fair and your company in when ya had missions. Ya remember?" he asked as he looked over at Cloud. "You aight Cloud? Ya lookin' pale, yo."

"L-land..."

"What?"

"Land the bird, Reno."

Reno looked at Cloud like he grew two heads.

"LAND. THE. DAMN. CHOPPER. TURK."

Reno wasn't one to scare easily but the look in Cloud's eyes and how the blonde was clenching his fist tightly together gave the Turk pause.

"Aight. Aight. Calm down, yo. I can't land in water, let me get to Del Sol first, we're only five minutes out."