Redheaded Stranger

Chapter 26
Date Pt.1

When Squall let Reno in, the Turk wasn't shy to sneak a kiss in as soon as the door was shut. "Did you miss me, babe?" he asked, kissing him again before he could even begin to answer.

"Starting without me?" a light, amused voice asked from across the room, and they both broke apart to see Rinoa standing in the kitchen doorway with a alluring smile. She was wearing a black silk dress that showed just a hint of her cleavage, and was short enough to show the start her soft thighs.

"Beautiful," Reno said, getting an eyeful of the raven haired sorceress. Squall beckoned to her and she walked over, keeping her eyes on the redhead as if sizing him up. She chanced a glance at Squall to see him give her a slight nod, and she moved in on Reno like a long lost lover. He actually stumbled back a little with her sudden attack as her lips covered his in a demanding kiss. He accommodated her, drawing her wanting tongue into his mouth. After getting familiar with each others tonsils, they broke apart slowly and looked at Squall to see him completely enraptured.

"Now I don't feel left out," Rinoa purred as she went back across the room. "I'll get us something to drink," she said, disappearing into the kitchen.

"Damn, she's wild like you."

"Yeah, she's a handful sometimes," Squall answered as they got comfortable on the couch to wait for her return. Reno moved close against his side and took to nuzzling Squall's neck, teasing his skin with light kisses and nibbles.

"Any good news since I've been gone?" Reno asked, his voice low with seduction while he played with a few strands of the brunette's hair. Squall was slow to answer, too engrossed with the sensual sensations of the redhead's hands and lips.

"We got the bastard," he sighed, running his hands through the long red ponytail running down Reno's back. "I'll tell you about it later, but right now, we got better things to do," he finished and pressed his lips against the pale skin of his lover's neck.

"Do I have to hose you two down?" Rinoa asked with a giggle when she came back into the room carrying a bottle of chilled champagne and three glasses. Squall took the bottle from her hand to pop the cork off, while Reno pulled her down onto his lap to join them.

"Shit," Squall muttered when the champagne foamed like a volcano. He cut off the flow with his mouth, his throat working as he swallowed the cool liquid.

"Work that bottle, babe," Reno said, finding the sight arousing. He wondered what that mouth would feel like around his cock, having yet to get that kind of attention from Squall. He was hoping to rectify that tonight. Squall rolled his eyes, pulling his mouth from around the opening to pour the champagne in the glasses. Rinoa had dissolved into giggles, making herself comfortable on Reno's lap.

"I told you he was a pervert," Squall said, handing a glass to each of them.

"He is adorable though," Rinoa said, running her fingers through his red locks.

"See, I'm adorable," he said, then stuck his tongue out to wiggle it obscenely. Rinoa dipped her finger into her champagne, placing it on Reno's playful tongue. He wrapped his lips around her finger, sucking off the sparkling liquid slowly before letting it slide from his mouth. "Mmm, that's some good stuff," he said, giving Squall a wink and taking a sip from his glass.

"It is," Squall agreed and drank down the contents of his glass in three long swallows. Reno watched his throat work, drinking his own down just as quickly.

"Slow down guys," Rinoa said.

"You like it good and slow, huh?" Reno asked, handing his glass to Squall. His now free hand slid up her soft thigh. Her glass was taken from her hand before she could drop it as she gasped with the feel of his hand snaking under her dress with slow determination. He teased her thighs apart and moved forward, touching the flesh of her wet arousal. "Naughty girl, Rinoa. No panties?" Her eyes closed as her head tilted back, and Squall moved from his seat to sit behind her body to support her.

"Relax against me," he whispered in her ear as he pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders to pull the top down, exposing her pert breasts. Her chest heaved with a deep breath when Reno toyed with her clit, rolling it between his fingers. Squall cupped her breasts, his thumbs rolling around her dusky pink areolas until her nipples stood erect. She put all her weight against his strong body, raising her arms to wrap them around the back of his neck. He planted kisses along her shoulder, his hands never stopping their incredible ministrations to her sensitive breasts.

Reno felt her legs spread wider, inviting him wordlessly to penetrate her womanhood. He used three fingers, sliding them inside her roughly and she bit back a moan, her body arching with the immaculate attention she was being given by her two lovers. Reno watched Squall whispering something in her ear, and she whimpered softly, rocking her hips to meet his thrusting fingers. She was holding back no longer, her low mutterings become pronounced moans as her body writhed against both men.

Squall abandoned one of her breasts, his hand moving down her body to yank up her dress to expose her gyrating hips. The tips of his fingers moved across her nub, increasing the pleasure she was already experiencing from Reno's thrusting digits. Reno looked Squall in the eyes, giving him that cocky smirk of his. 'Time to make this beauty scream,' the redhead thought, doubling his efforts as his fingers rolled within her to hit her sweet spot. Squall rubbed her harder at that exact moment and the cry of pleasure that issued from her throat was intoxicating.

"Oh, Hyne," she breathed, panting heavily as she rested her body atop them. Reno's fingers still played softly within her and she giggled lightly, leaning her head back against Squall's shoulder.

"Lets move this to the bedroom," Squall said, helping Rinoa up onto her shaky legs. Her disarrayed dress slid off her body to pool around her feet and she kicked it away.

"Come on guys. Time for you to get out of those bothersome clothes," she said, pulling them both toward the bedroom. She turned her head slightly, giving Squall a secret smile that Reno didn't catch. She wondered how the redhead was going to react to the surprise they had for him. Their plan was simple enough, but it was sure to drive the man insane with lust.

Once in the bedroom, Rinoa got comfortable on the bed and watched the two expectantly. She knew what she wanted and she gave the two of them an order that they had no problem complying with. "Undress each other," she said simply, teasing one of her nipples as she spoke.

"She likes to watch," Reno purred, moving in on Squall to do as ordered. They were slow about it, touching, caressing, and kissing. Whether it was for her benefit or theirs she wasn't sure. She was enthralled by the two of them, and she felt the wetness between her legs become more pronounced.

Reno rolled his tongue around a hardened nipple, biting down on it lightly, bringing forth a low hiss from the brunette. He moved to the other, listening to Squall panting and muttering words of encouragement. He felt his own shirt being tugged out of his jeans, and he stopped his pleasurable work for a moment so it could be removed by rough, eager hands.

"Come here," Squall said, pulling him into a kiss that was hot and deep. Squall's hands were busy untying his hair to let it flow freely down his back as the kiss intensified into something untamed. They somehow managed to relieve each other of their remaining garments without breaking their searing embrace, and Reno stared to feel a little lightheaded.

"Damn," he breathed deeply after managing to pull back from Squall's dominating kiss.

"What's the matter? The sex master can't handle my fire?" Squall asked, pressing himself firmly against Reno's painfully aroused body, grasping his taunt muscled ass in a tight grip. The redhead just managed to keep a deep moan at bay when his hard cock brushed against Squall's as they both crudely rubbed their groins together. He vaguely heard Rinoa laughing lightly, sounding a little breathless herself, and he looked toward the bed to see her hand playing between her spread legs.

"Oh, hell yeah," he said, watching her hand work slowly over the folds of her wet sex. Seeing two sets of eyes on her, Rinoa slid two fingers inside her warmth, bringing herself closer to the orgasm that had been threatening to overtake her.

"She looks good, doesn't she?" Squall whispered into Reno's ear from behind him, too captivated by Rinoa's self gratification to notice that the brunette had moved around his body. Pressing flush against his back, Squall's hand came around to stroke the redhead's aching cock, so lightly that it was more of a tease than pleasure. He shamelessly rocked his hips, trying to create a harder friction than the man was giving him. Rinoa cried out loud and sharp, reaching her peak as she worked herself in a frenzy, looking Reno in the eyes as her release coated her hand.

"You want to come, Reno?" Squall asked, licking his lobe as he spoke, his tongue toying with the piercings that graced his ear. Reno growled in answer, bucking harder in the man's torturously slack grip. Rinoa looked on, pulling her hand free from her womanhood to climb off the bed to join the two of them. She stood in front of the redhead, running her nails lightly over his heaving chest, sending involuntary shivers through his body.

"Let's get him on the bed, Squall," she purred enticingly, licking the redhead's parted lips, cruelly pulling away when he tried to kiss her. Reno couldn't see Squall smiling with a wicked gleam in his eyes, and he let out an unsatisfied moan when the grip on his shaft disappeared. She lured him onto the bed, and Squall wasn't far behind. They gently, but firmly, put him on his back. Squall pinned his arms above his head and teased him further by trailing feather light kisses all over his face, purposely avoiding his lips.

"What the..," he started when something that felt like leather wrapped tightly around one of his wrists. Squall pulled away with a hint of a cocky smirk on his lips and helped Rinoa fasten Reno's other wrist down with the other leather cuff they had attached to the headboard. He didn't even try to struggle, only chuckling lightly.

"So, is this your revenge, babe? What are you gonna do, tickle me to death?" he snickered. "I'll warn you now, I'm not that ticklish, but have at it." Squall remained stonily silent as Rinoa moved catlike to the end of the bed and proceeded to fasten two more leather cuffs around his ankles. "Well, well, we are a kinky bunch," he said, remaining absolutely still until she was done tying him down. "What now?" he asked, looking completely relaxed in his bound state. Squall's finger barely grazed his hard length and he shuddered with the delicious torture.

"Now, you watch," Squall said, moving off the bed and pulling Rinoa up with him. They walked around to the end of the bed and started to kiss and caress in front of the bound redhead and the realization struck him like a lightning bolt. They were going to fuck in front of him, leaving him in a position that prevented him from even pleasuring himself.

"This is cruel and unusual punishment, Squall," Reno spat and squirmed to get free, but that would be near impossible. The cuffs were tightly secured and the hope of getting loose were nil. His cock was begging for some care and a few drops of pre-cum ran from the tip as he watched Rinoa grab the foot-board while Squall moved in behind her.

"Squall," she gasped when he entered her from behind, her small hands gripping the foot-board tightly to steady herself as he began to thrust within her tight walls. Reno closed his eyes, trying to block out the erotic sight, but the sounds couldn't be ignored. It was only made worse when Rinoa's feathery light voice, filled with seduction, begged him to watch her being fucked.

"Open your eyes, Reno. Rinoa wants you to," Squall said, panting and moaning as he spoke. Reno stubbornly kept them tightly shut as his body writhed against the bonds holding him unjustly down. "Are you going to deny what she wants?" his voiced strained, and Reno could tell he was nearing his completion.

'This is fucking agony!' he thought, opening his eyes to see their sweat covered bodies moving together in a quickening pace. "Fuck," he growled, moaning helplessly when he felt his aroused member twitch. Rinoa came, calling Squall's name, but looked Reno square in the eyes when she did. They were heavily lidded with her pleasure and it only made his own desires greater. Squall stared at him with just as much intensity when he hit his peak, thrusting until he spent his seed within her body.

"Please tell me you're gonna let me loose now," Reno said, tugging on the leather cuffs for emphasis.

"Go get cleaned up," Squall said to Rinoa, kissing her neck as he ignored the redhead's question. He pulled out of her and she gave his a smile, moving toward the bathroom to freshen up.

"That was seriously fucked up, Squall," Reno sneered when they were alone.

"That's the price you pay when you fuck with the lion," he answered, climbing up on the bed, laying against Reno's side. "Don't worry, we're going to take care of this," Squall said soft, smearing the pre-cum around the head of his cock with his fingers. The Turk moaned with such longing that he sounded like he was in pain. He thrashed, raising his hips off the bed to move against the touch, only to be refused when Squall pulled his hand away.

"FUCK!" Reno yelled, fighting to get loose. Squall watched, smiling with satisfaction. He had known that Reno would get upset with the game, but this was absolutely classic.

"Are you still teasing him?" Rinoa asked with a small shake of her head when she stepped back into the room, still gloriously naked.

"Should I stop?"

"Yes," Rinoa and Reno said in unison, one sounding slightly amused, and the other desperate.

"Alright, Reno. Only because Rinoa says I should," he said, grasping his neglected shaft to begin stroking vigorously.

"Holy shit, that's a fucking relief," Reno moaned hoarsely, gyrating his hips with Squall's ministrations. Rinoa crawled up on the other side of his sweaty body, wiping a few strands of hair from his eyes before kissing him, rolling her tongue into the depths of his mouth. A loud moan was muffled with the kiss when he felt the warmth of Squall's mouth enveloping the head of his cock. His strokes didn't stop as he sucked the head, tasting the pre-cum with his twirling tongue.

He was so damn worked up that he knew this wasn't going to take long, and a part of him was a little appreciative of what the two of them had done. Not only was it a turn on, but it gave him some inspiration for his future sexual encounters. 'You learn something new everyday,' he dimly thought, then his mind went blank, all his senses going into overdrive with the pleasure consuming him. Rinoa's small hands were teasing his nipples as her tongue plundered his mouth hungrily, and Squall was sucking on his cock like an ice cube on the hottest day of the summer.

He saw stars when he came, crying out loudly against her luscious mouth. The pleasure was electrifying as his hips thrust urgently against Squall, pushing his shaft in and out of the incredible mouth until he was completely spent. He stopped moving, collapsing against the bed and taking ragged intakes of breath in his exhaustion. His eyes slipped closed, and he felt like he could sleep for days after getting attacked by the lion and his sorceress.

"I hope you're not thinking of going to sleep, Reno. We're just getting started." Squall's voice pulled him out of his rest, and he opened his eyes to see them both smiling down at him.

"Are you kidding? Look at who you're asking, babe. Let me loose and I'll show you what fucking is all about."