Work Interrupted

(( Do not own either characters--but borrowing them for some crazy ass fun )) I am still trying to make this easy...so I hope it doesn't continue to confuse...just let me know... ( I'll try using " ----- " so who the differences in posts, see if that works...let me know) I am shameless for being such a kinky person so no bad comments if you no like, this is Yaoi and at some points a lotta intense so, if you love GREAT, if not...then just beware...*grins* and I take only half credit for this fic.... Part 3 of the RP Co-Written Fiction..... Work Interrupted xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ((Last part ended with Reno asking if he could shower with Tseng...just a little catch up if ya need it!)) Back in the room Tseng cast a glance over his shoulder. He was a bit shocked, though he shouldn't have been, to see that look on Reno's face or hear the request. His eyes lingered briefly over the naked and bending form of the redhead and a small smile forming on his lips. A light laugh was then heard as Tseng pushed open yet another door in the room to reveal a very nice, rather large suite bathroom. It had two showers, a large tub that could second as a hot tub, cream tiled floor with hints of a pale blue that matched nicely light colored walls, more art work, plants, and a double sink. For what reason he had two would be a question in itself. "Hmm...so long as you don't plan on making me late, I suppose." He said, though it was a futile statement, considering Reno. Stepping into the shower he held the glass door open and watched Reno with expecting eyes. "Well?" He said with an arched eyebrow. " Can you?" -----"Moi? Interrupt your busy schedule? Purposely preoccupy you in an effort to make you late?" Reno smirked, dropping his clothing and stepping past Tseng and into the shower, his fingers dancing along the man's lower belly as he walked by. "Would I ever do such a thing?" With that, he turned on the water, then turned on his heel and grabbed Tseng by the back of the neck, pulling him forward and into a deep kiss. Before it could get anywhere good, though, he abruptly broke it off, stepping over to the water's spray and soaking his hair, tossing a grin over his shoulder. Tseng arched a knowing eyebrow at the man. "Yes you would..." He said his dark eyes following Reno as he stepped in beside him. The shower was a comfortable size so the two of them fit perfectly in there together, but before he could say another word, his breath and his thoughts were sucked away as Reno pulled him into a quick embrace. The kiss may have been brief but it wouldn't be missed that Tseng fell into it and moaned softly. "You're doing it again!" He stated flatly as he watched Reno back up into the shower. He nearly, no, he did loose his breath again at the sight of Reno standing beneath the spray of water. The smile that he cast over his shoulder had been enough to make him want to pounce him again and it took every reserve he had in his body not to. Calmly he took a deep breath and stepped forward, sliding both arms low at the man's waist. " You do things purposely...." He said kissing the back of his neck before he reached over with one hand for the shampoo. Squeezing a dab into his hand he reached up now with both hands and gently started washing Reno's hair, his dark eyes never leaving him as he did so. -----Reno flushed under Tseng's intense gaze, brushing the hair away from his face and inwardly cursing. He hated how Tseng could so easily pull a reaction like that from him. Hell, just by looking at him, Reno could feel his body stir, the beginnings of arousal making him shudder noticably. He sighed as Tseng came up behind him, letting his head fall back against the man's shoulder, grinning at his statement. "I have no idea what you're talkin about, Bossman," he purred into Tseng's ear, teasingly rocking back against the man. He turned in the man's embrace, letting his fingers wander as Tseng kneaded his scalp, watching the man's face with an 'I'm most definitely up to no good, yo' grin on his face. Tseng leveled his gaze at Reno knowingly. "I am sure you don't..." He said in a soft lulling voice. The Commander also let out a shallow sigh when Reno backed up and leaned into him again. It had only been since yesterday and before that he had been fine, happy to be and work alone. Now because of one late night, one soft touch, a kiss, and one of the best evenings he had had in a while, Reno being the kitten he always was, Tseng just couldn't get enough of him. He wondered how odd it seemed to have changed so quickly within himself. One evening with the redheaded Turk...could it really be that easy? Could that lovely voice, which had so passionately cried out for him, have truly brought him crashing down to actually falling for someone, needing someone? Those answers he couldn't even find yet and they were lost in the subtle look and soft touch when Reno faced him. Tseng groaned softly and for a moment his fingers paused within the man's hair. "Don't make me late..."He pleaded half truly meaning it and half not really caring. -----Reno mustered up his best innocent look, wiping the grin from his face and managing to look almost scandalized. "I already told you, boss, I wouldn't go 'n do a thing like that, now would I?" With that, Reno pulled himself out of Tseng's embrace, deciding that torment from a distance would be fun, too. He ran his fingers through his own hair, picking up where Tseng left off... Kinda. He slid his fingers into his own hair, eyes sliding shut and a sigh escaping his lips. As his fingers began kneading his head, he loosed a small moan, arching his body slightly, doing a damn good job of making washing his hair seem like one of the best sexual experiences of his life. Hands fell to his side as Reno stepped back. Dark eyes gazed lazily forward but widened slightly at the sight that fell before his eyes. Inwardly Tseng tensed, but it wasn't a bad reaction, no, it was an 'Oh God...he's not...doing...yes...and damn him and that sexy body...how dare he make washing his hair be so....so...' kind of reaction. Tseng groaned again, but did not step forward for fear that another touch would bring him crashing back down into the confines of Reno's perfect neck, where he would never stop making him scream. Tseng's face looked terribly pained and by no means trying to avoid the obvious, yet he could not hide the jerk of arousal that seemed to want to pull him over to the man. "Reno...that is a perfect example..." He stated flatly, trying in vain to hide the hitch in his tone, but failing badly at it. Stepping forward, not taking his eyes of Reno, and not even hiding how they moved up and down his twisting body, he picked up the shampoo once again and started washing his hair. He moved closer to Reno but didn't touch him as he too got beneath the water. "30 minutes..." He said again in a hiccuped tone when Reno let out a soft moan. He was trying so hard to remain level headed. -----Grinning wickedly at the hitch in his lover's voice, Reno groaned more wantonly, his mouth falling open slightly and a purposeful shudder wracking his body. He stepped into the spray of the showerhead and he rinsed his hair out, grabbing the conditioner and putting a small amount in his hair, not bothering to rinse it out (leaving it in, after all, was what made his hair so soft; he was really quite vain about his hair). Then, grabbing the soap, he simply lathered up his hands, grinning ferally at Tseng as he began running his hands over his own body slowly, spreading the suds. "That's right... Just thirty more minutes... I wonder how long you can hold out, hmm?" His breath hitched a bit as the fingers of one hand found a nipple and teased it to hardness, his tongue darting out to wet his lips before he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and chewed gently, his eyes fluttering shut. Tseng's hands moved slowly through his hair and as he rinsed it out, bringing his body even closer to Reno's, he caught the look, the grin that said so much, the groan, and the body language. His eyes went half closed and let his arms simply fall to his sides as the water over him rinsed away the soap. Surprisingly, his mouth did go dry, even with all the water around. He didn't move another muscle as he watched Reno with an intense gaze, and it wasn't until he tried to speak again that he realized he had been holding his breath. He would again sound very, very much pained with desire when he spoke, hissing a resonate, "Reno...." through a tight jaw. For a moment Tseng just stood there watching, his eyes fleeting over the path Reno's own fingers took that he so desperately wanted to follow with his own touch, but he had to remain calm, he just simply couldn't allow it....time was quickly passing. "I don't know what you are talking about?" He replied to the obviousness of the comment. Tseng was doing his best at remaining his usual self as they prepared for work but it desperately became just a bit harder due to the subtle dance Reno was performing before his eyes. -----Reno gave a breathless chuckle, all his self-teasing getting him quite hot and bothered, and for half a second, he was worried he wouldn't be able to go through with his plan. However, he quickly perished the thought, realizing that there wasn't really a downside if he did happen to deviate. He stepped beneath the spray again, his fingers still dancing across his skin as the water washed away the bubbles. He bit back a delighted grin as Tseng uttered his name, his arousal made obvious by his tone of voice (well... his erection helped him figure that out, too, but it was the tone of voice that made Reno feel victorious). One hand continued to tease and touch his upper body as his other strayed down to his newly-awakened erection, his fingers flitting along the length, a low moan making its way from between parted lips. "Tseng... " he mewled, his eyes never leaving the Wutaian's. Muscles tensed over perfect skin as Tseng's lips parted in a shallow sigh. "Y-yes?" He said softly to Reno's purring call of his name. He stepped closer still and the delicate firm muscles of his arms tensed in the futile effort not to reach out and touch the redhead. Inwardly he cursed himself and his breath shook as he deeply inhaled. Dark eyes moved back and forth, watching those teasing fingers move over delicate skin, and to his surprise, moving downward, he was fighting not to take Reno then, in his own hands. Tseng shut his mouth and pulled his fine lips into a perfect, well composed, steady line. Stepping further towards Reno again, hips met, flesh pressing so delicately against one another, but still he did not make a move to touch Reno, for fear if he only did it once, he would never stop. Tseng raised both his arms and moved them past, on either side of Reno, surrounding him, and pressed them firmly against the tiled wall, this bringing his face close to Reno's. The flat expressionless look upon Tseng firm face was there, but his eyes caused the feelings he was trying to hide to fail him. "Work...Reno....enough...." He said, again in a shaking voice. The skillful ease, and impressive self control in this intense moment would be highly irritating, but it was what made the Commander so desirable, so wanton by both women and men. When he chose to, he had perfect control of his actions, even if inwardly it wasn't what he wanted. His cool composure and his stubborn will to a fold, fit him, made him an impressive man to behold. Only his eyes wavered leaving the rest of his body to ache with need. Tseng was finding difficulty in every part of himself to not react fully to the man before him. The time passing far to quickly. Tseng didn't move. -----Reno smirked, knowing he had the Commander right where he wanted him. "How much time we got left, yo?" he purred, tilting his head in a manner which had his lips brushing tantalizingly against Tseng's, his fingers flitting over to Tseng's sex for a moment, lithe fingers dancing along the hard flesh. Tense lips and perfect self composure and resistance, left for a brief second when Reno danced his fingers over a very hardened problem. Because of that, it took him several seconds to realize the words that Reno had questioned him of. He had just barely began to say something when Reno's words formed a clear meaning in his mind. Eyes widened and then hardened in annoyance. A sound outside in the hall...there was movement....his Turks. A slight frown formed on his lips and all thoughts of anything other then it was waaaaay past time left his mind. Eyes darted towards the exterior of the room and Tseng tensed, swiping his hand down quickly to shut the water off, he hadn't even fully finished his shower. "Reno!" He hissed in utter irritation. Dripping wet Tseng moved quickly out of the shower to grab a towel, not even looking back. -----Reno cackled manically, his plan (the first part, at least, he thought with a grin) had worked. Tseng was horny as hell, hard as a rock, and didn't even have the luxury of jacking off before work started. Sliding out of the shower and drying off as well, he grimaced when he had to shrug back into his dirty suit (though he, too, kept a clean one in his office; it was an occupational hazard, what with the oft spilled blood, and no one liked walking around the office after a mission with bloodstains and, sometimes, brain matter all over them), sans underwear, of course (those, he did not have a clean pair of, but he figured that was all the better for the second half of his plan). Seeing as how he didn't have to bother with making himself look crisp and clean-cut for work, he was ready before Tseng, and he grabbed the man by the shirt, pulling him in for a short, needy kiss, trying to convey his sexual frustration through the short meeting of lips. Pulling away after a few brief moments, he grinned and winked. "See ya in a few, Bossman." With that, he turned and sauntered out, his hips swaying tantalizingly as he left the small room and, subsequently, the office, stepping into the hall way and pulling his still-wet hair into its usual ponytail, securing his goggles around his head. Tseng, though usually calm and collect not to mention precise when getting ready, in his state now, hastily dressed. Pulling on clean silk boxer, the normal Shinra issued navy pants and then had been in the middle of buttoning his white top when he was encapsulated by Reno once again. His needing arousal jumped when he was jerked forward in a brief very lulling kiss. Tseng uttered a soft feral grunt and then stood there frozen with the oddity of his desire as Reno made a quick sultry exit. He couldn't even manage a reply as he just stood there. Once Reno left his sight Tseng lifted a hand and pressed it to his brow hard between his eyes, and rubbing it furiously hard, he counting to ten, hoping to calm his nerves....it didn't work. He spent the rest of a very brief preparation, drying his hair, combing it, putting on his socks and shoes and placing his hair back in a neat little tie, with an un-bidding, ever persistent hard on. Finally walking into his office and sighing with relief that no one was there yet. He placed a firm hand between his legs, cursing madly as his effort to calm his erection down, only worked against him. He cursed again and moved to his chair, at least he could hide it there...hopefully. PIcking up a file he tried to read it...tried to ignore the fleeting thoughts of a man who wasn't even there. The sounds of that night overwhelmed his mind. Tseng frowned and hissed at his own self, the paragraph he had just read or was supposed to have just read...he didn't even remember it. He tried again and spent the next hour reading and rereading his files. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx -----Reno sauntered into his and Rude's shared office, whistling happily, opening the large, lower drawer of his desk and pulling out his (surprisingly neatly folded) spare uniform. A quick trip to the bathroom later, he was back in the office, flinging himself casually into his chair and propping his feet up on his desk, his main task now being getting rid of his erection (which was fairly easy; he only had to imagine Elena naked and BAM!--erection wilting.) He cast his eyes carelessly over his desk, taking note of the report he was supposed to be working on. Sighing, he pulled himself closer to his computer and started typing. The door open just a fraction of a second after Reno turned to his computer. The tall muscular stark form of his ever boding partner walked in. He carried a cup of coffee and the ShinRa news paper. Through dark shades he glanced at Reno before he sat in the chair opposite him. "I waited for you last night...where did you go?" He asked opening the paper and reading it, even if he already knew what was in there...most of it they actually dealt with, and was simply printed for the public and ShinRa as if to say 'Hey look what we did' kind of thing. His face was masked and unreadable, as usual. ---Back in his office Tseng sighed finishing his final report and then quickly sending it off. Leaning back in his chair he began to rub his temples in a slow mantra again to ease his emotions. Elena had came in several times to talk to him and he had brushed her off quickly saying he was busy, it hadn't been very nice, but at the moment he didn't care. Now alone, one hand pressed at his temple and one hand slowly drummed against the top of his desk, Tseng found himself again thinking on the past nights events. The hard on that had somewhat calmed at the appearance of Elena now seemed to jerk again at his fleeting thoughts. 'Reno....how could you...' He thought. He couldn't break this easily for a man, but the feelings were there, raw and open, and so unlike anything he had ever felt in the company of a woman. In truth ShinRa frowned upon sexual relations in the office and within SOLDIER, yet it was so common that it was often simply just over looked, they couldn't stop it anyways. The groans of a certain redhead filled his mind again and Tseng groaned, quickly getting up.Turning towards the window he hoped a glance outside would distract him. After a few minutes and not finding anything interesting, he turned back towards the center of his room, his eye searching, looking around for nothing in particular. With a slight frown Tseng returned to his seat and pulled out the Turk application files again, wanting to read over them yet again to make sure he had made the right choices. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ((This part goes back and forth between Rude and Reno and Tseng and Rufus...sorry if there is confusion)) ( The " ---" within the post, show the change in characters) -----Reno bit back a smirk, his fingers clack-clacking away at the recounting of events and information he and Rude picked up--he hated giving reports. Glancing over at his partner out of the corner of his eye, he sighed, leaning back in his chair and not bothering to fight the grin anymore. "I was... I got caught up." He gave Rude his I-got-laid look without even meaning to, leaning back over to continue typing up the report, hitting print when he was finished and waiting for their slow printer (with all the money ShinRa brought in, you'd think they could afford some fucking nice printers for their most crucial department) to spit out a hard copy. He shifted in his seat, leaning back and tossing his feet up on the desk again. "Sorry to keep ya waitin, yo. It won't happen again, scout's honor." He threw Rude another grin. "Hmmm...I see...busy...well...you didn't miss much except for Lenor coming out in pink tight pants at the bar." He said speaking of a new and most recent Turk member. " He actually believed it could get him a date...anyways...so...who was the lucky one then?" He asked in a flat tone giving the paper a shake, to steady it so he could read it. (Lenor is a made up Turk recruit) -----Reno tossed his partner a huge grin. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, yo. And I'm pretty sure he'd kill me if word got out." He raised his eyebrows suggestively, hoping Rude would get the unspoken answer. ----Meanwhile, up on the highest level of the ShinRa building, VP ShinRa himself, Rufus, was glaring down at some paperwork on his desk. His father had shucked off yet another meeting, and ShinRa needed one of the two of them at the important event. Elegantly, he stood, pulling his white jacket from the back of his chair and shrugging into it, leaving his office and telling his secretary to take messages. He needed to talk to Tseng and get some things in order before the event (which, he thought bitterly, inwardly cursing his father, was in three days, leaving next to no time for any preparations). "He?" Rude questioned, taking the hint but not so much guessing on the 'he' Reno was suggesting. Putting down the paper he looked through his shades at his partner. "What have you done this time...paying someone back with sex I assume?" He ask in very stale tease. Rude wasn't one for cracking a joke and it never worked anyways, that well, and always came across as way to serious. "You're not kidding are you?" He asked suggestively.---Tseng turned his eyes upon the next candidate. The first one seemed fine, but this Lenor, having already heard the prank the elder Turks had played upon him, didn't seem to be fitting, though he was a fair shot as far as gun handling was concerned, so he would continue to give him a chance. The hours passed and soon Tseng was comfortably back in his work mind frame, even if shadowed thoughts persisted. -----Reno wrinkled his nose. "Nah, not whorin' myself out, if that's what you're implying, ass," he said, giving his partner a good-natured grin. "And no, I'm not kidding. Ah! Finally," he said, the printer finally clunking to a stuttering stop, the final page of his report settling lightly on top of the pile. He grabbed the stack of papers and stood, giving his partner a meaningful glance. "I'm gonna go give this to Tseng," he said, stressing their superior's name and raising his eyebrows, giving him a grin. ----Rufus's foot tapped impatiently as he waited for the elevator to arrive, grumbling to himself about the fact that he still didn't have a private elevator, as that would make things far too easy. He crossed his arms, his posture remaining rigid, pristine, elegant even as he performed the menial task of waiting for the lift. He checked his watch, giving an almost imperceptible sigh as he noted the rapidly passing time and the not-so-rapidly arriving (fucking) elevator. An actual eyebrow arched upon the bald Turks face at Reno's words. "But you are so good at that." He said standing once Reno did. He turned and followed him with his gaze as he headed out. He noted the expressive tone in which he spoke the Commanders name and he thought on that for a long moment even when Reno had left his presence. ----Putting down the folder Tseng turned back to his computer and began typing the much needed notes that would go along with the meeting later today, some high class event. His body stance was straight and full of utter concentration. The annoying thoughts of the night had finally left him and the sweet smell of his tea filled his nose making him sigh with relief. His early afternoon tray of pleasantries had arrived early this morning. -----Reno poked his head into Tseng's office without knocking, taking a moment to watch the man before purring, "Well, hey there, bossman." He sauntered in, closing the door behind him and strutting over to Tseng, dropping the report on the desk and himself into Tseng's lap. "Got that report you asked for, yo. It's ready and waitin," he grinned and winked, fully aware of the double entendre. ---- Rufus gave another imperceptible sigh when the elevator finally arrived, swiftly stepping in after all his employees had (swiftly) vacated the space. He pressed the button for the thirty second floor, assuming his earlier stiff posture, glaring when the lift stopped at the next floor down. He got a bit of satisfaction in the way that the people waiting stuttered their apologies and stepped away, letting the doors close again. He allowed a small smirk to grace his pretty features. The calm air, the feeling of relaxation fluttered away changing back to that of tension mixed with annoyance and then abrupt arousal when Reno fell into his lap. Fiery eyes turned to gaze at Reno and fine lips turned down in a defiant frown. "Thank you Reno...would you please." He said shifting his weight and removing both hands from the keyboard, took Reno's waist firmly and placed him back into a standing position. "Not now." He said in a pained tense whine, though it was still a tone in which he carried with a high, plain, cold, dryness. Tseng took a deep breath and sat back in his chair. He reached for the report and was bent on reading it in the hopes that nothing else would happen. "It took you long enough, you do know this was due yesterday." He said cooly not looking at Reno...not even daring too. Everything about him was seemingly perfect from his clothing, to his clean desk, to his fine aroma, and to his smooth dark hair that was neatly tucked in a small tie. Everything about Tseng was always rich looking and perfect, no one went against his words and all listened when he spoke. Tseng also hated it when people didn't knock but it seemed that Reno was persistent in continuing to do so. -----Reno grinned at Tseng, defiantly plucking the report out of his hands and straddling the man, pulling his hair down from its confines and running his fingers through it slowly, delighting in the silky texture. He leaned over to press feather-light kisses along the man's jaw and neck, rolling his hips ever-so-slightly down into his superior's. "Why not now? And I know it was due yesterday, yo. You should just be damned happy that I got it to you at all, what with you keepin me so busy last night." He winked slyly. ----Rufus, meanwhile, was cursing all things mechanical and man. It had been ten minutes--ten minutes of his precious time--and he was still only at floor fifty eight. It had stopped at every floor. He bit back an impatient growl as the contraption came to another slow stop at floor fifty seven. Tseng's eyes flashed quickly between the folder and Reno, his frown deepened. It was clear he had wanted to read it if only to distract himself from the obvious. Tseng made a rather loud annoyed sigh as his perfect hair was pulled free from its tight confines. He stifled a rather appending moan as hands danced over his face and through his hair. "Reno...please..." He said softly arching slightly back from the redhead while at the same time tensing and trying to prevent anything more from reacting in him. "...Not NOW!" He said rather passionately. His breath hitched at the kissings and his hands immediately went to Reno's waist to both stop him and yet at the same time not so much. Gods, he was fighting it bad...how could this man do so much to him with so little effort and Goddamn it if he didn't want to take him right then and there. Tseng paused,...work...no...he had work to do...concentrate...concen....trate. He tried desperately to prevent his reaction but for some death stricken reason, with Reno he could not. The erection that had taken nearly two hours to calm down now immediately came to attention and pressed hard into Reno's inner thigh. "I am pleased, now let me read it." He said trying to sound unaffected by any means. -----The redhead in Tseng's lap purred, his fingers flitting down Tseng's body to lightly knead the re-awakened bulge in his lover's slacks. "C'mon, yo... I wanna see you get all hot and bothered... Wanna see your daytime facade crack..." Reno gave Tseng a sultry look, one that promised mind-blowing things in the near future. "I wanna hear you scream my name, Tseng..." he said, voice husky and raw with ill-hidden lust. With that, he nudged Tseng's shirt down with his nose, his lips attaching to the skin and sucking, aiming to bruise the skin, to mark the man below him as exclusively his. ---- Getting fed up with all the stops, Rufus finally called down to security, demanding that they announce the elevators temporarily out of service until he reached the thirty second floor. This was getting fucking ridiculous. Tseng sucked in a deep shaky breath and though he tried to force Reno away, he wasn't trying too hard in that sense. He turned his head slightly away and bared his teeth at the touch that caused him to ever so slightly moan. Tight firm hands gripped Reno's waist and tried again to push him back. Reno would feel his back hit the edge of Tseng's desk. "My day facade...I don't know what you mean..." He said closing his eyes and nearly losing it when Reno's lips drew against neck. The tight facade hadn't broken yet, but his body was responding even more to Reno. "Are you ever satisfied..." He questioned as he chocked a moan through his words. Through half lidded eyes he noticed the look in Reno's and he nearly broke his cool. Why did the man do this to him so? He hadn't ever felt this strongly before with anyone or about anyone. He had always tried to keep himself distanced and now all the sudden everything has changed...all because of some redheaded Turk. "If you would just...maybe I'll invite you back to my apartment tonight.....n-now...I-I have to work..." He tried to say, the grip at Reno's waisted tightened and his hips ever so slightly jerked upwards at him. Damn Reno was going to break him soon if he didn't stop. -----Reno groaned as Tseng failed to choke back a moan, his hips rolling down to press against the older man's instinctively. His teeth nibbled at the reddened area hungrily, pulling back and eyeing the area critically, his fingers squeezing Tseng's confined length lightly. "I could never get enough of you, Sir," Reno whispered hotly into Tseng's ear. He slid his fingers into Tseng's hair again, tugging lightly to pull the man's head back, kissing him deeply. He actually mewled when Tseng's hips jerked up to meet his, arms encircling the man's neck and pulling him closer, murmuring, "I wanna blow you, Tseng..." into the brunet's ear, nipping the lobe lightly. "I wanna see you writhe in that crisp suit of yours... Wanna dirty it up a bit..." ---- The blond in the elevator gave a relieved sigh when the lift began moving from floor to floor without interruption. The Commander was trying desperately not to react, but how could he not, his body was confusing and conflicting with his mind. The skin of his throat flexed at the touch and it was clear he was breathing harder and his heart was racing. Face still turned away, "Damn it Reno...you have to...s-sst..." His words had been cut off when Reno actions turned his face around to met him in a feverish deep kiss. For a brief second Tseng tensed trying again in vain not to respond, but those lips were warm and inviting and it was a kiss....and with Reno a kiss could lead to much much more. He had gently kissed Reno back but then the man had moved away far to quickly which was a good and a bad thing, because the next thing he spoke of caused the ever so stubbornly stoic Turk to gasp with a kind of urgency that rang clear of. 'Yes please...' but without saying so. Tseng sucked in a deep, calming breath and finally worked up the courage to push the Turk back farther against the desk. Tseng met Reno's eyes, his cheeks already slightly flushed. "Really, Reno, you should probably go...." He tried again. Tseng's face was trying to remain collected, his breath trying stay calm, his mind trying to force the persistent needing hard on to simply just go away. A soft sigh and pained look in his eyes gave it all away, even if he was only 20% away from just breaking. It was so close. -----Reno rolled his eyes, taking the hand Tseng used to push him back with and leading it down his body, pressing the appendage against his erection and thrusting into the friction it provided. "I'll go when you do, how about that, Bossman?" he purred, returning to Tseng's neck insistently, still grinding steadily into the Wutaian's palm, one hand holding Tseng's at his crotch, his other kneading at the Commander's own hard on. "I want you to tell me to. I want you to shove me to my knees and tell me to suck you off, yo. That sound good?" His eyes were pools of emerald fire when they met Tseng's, silently pleading. ---- Rufus checked his watch (again) as he passed the fortieth floor, his foot beginning to (again) take up an impatient rhythm, a sigh escaping his lips (again). From now on, he would take the goddamned stairs. "Go when I go? Don't you have work to do Reno?" He questioned trying to keep his tone level as he watched, allowing it to take place, as Reno dragged his hand down to the increasing bulge in his pants. Tseng did react this time. The fact that he could feel how much Reno desired it, mixed with the fact that they were each feeling each other up, just about caved in his tight reserve...and seconds later it finally did. Tseng scooted his chair back causing Reno to slip backwards a bit but he would catch himself and Tseng leveled another heated gaze at him. "Fine...on your knees." He said, his voice cutting sharply through the air. Again two strong hands took Reno's and he pushed him back and down, by the shoulders, so that he was now on his knees. Those same strong hands then moved up and took a hold of Reno's face and brushed two thumbs over the corners of the redheads lips. " Now...make it good or you can be assured that I will sleep alone tonight...and I know that is not what you want. " Tseng said finally letting his cold harsh guard down. The ebbing hard on had teased him all morning thanks to Reno's actions and he wasn't about to spend the rest of the afternoon trying to manage his work along with that again. ----A voice rang over the speakers to Rufus. "We are sorry sir...it appears there is an electrical problem in your area...but it's fixed." The voice said and why they felt the need to mention that...he didn't know. -----Reno chuckled. "Do you know me? Do I ever do my work, yo?" he grinned, before gasping as Tseng's lap suddenly disappeared from underneath him. He caught himself on the edge of the desk only to be roughly pushed to his knees, a gutteral moan torn from his throat by such a strong, commanding action. "Fuck," he whimpered, giving Tseng a wide-eyed look, "I didn't think you'd really do it, yo..." His fingers flew to Tseng's belt, undoing the clasp easily and pulling at the button. He licked at Tseng through his slacks, taking the zipper of the Commander's pants between his teeth and pulling it down slowly, his eyes never straying from the brown ones above him. "Ya don't have to worry about whether or not it'll be good, yo," Reno whispered huskily, his fingers kneading at the flesh beneath Tseng's boxers. "You just worry about whether or not you can stay quiet enough so as we don't get caught, yeah?" With that, he wrapped his lips around Tseng's cock through his boxers, his teeth nipping lightly at the hidden flesh. ---- Rufus stared at the intercom as if it had personally offended him (which, in truth, it pretty much had). "... Do they honestly believe that I'm that stupid? It's obviously working again, you dolt, or else it would still be stationary. Why is he working here? I don't recall ever needing a 'State the Obvious' Department," he growled, his deadpan stare turning into a cold glare. He released a sigh (the fifth one now, just in case anyone was counting) as the lift finally stopped at the thirty second floor. Rufus looked at his watch again. "Forty five minutes. I'm never taking the damned elevator again." With that in mind, he stalked down the hall of the Investigative Division of the General Affairs Department of the ShinRa Electric Power Company, wondering as he practically glided across the floor where the hell the acronym "Turk" came from, anyway. "No I know you don't, but thank you for stating the obvious...you still have to polish my desk." He stated and then he fell silent as Reno made quick work undoing his belt. Tseng forgot the fact that his perfect hair was left down and resting still somewhat neatly upon his shoulders. "How could I not....if not to get you to leave me alone." He teased and then fell silent again. Indeed he would have to be very quiet. Shutting his lips tight he arched forward slightly when Reno grazed his fingers about his obvious problem. At the first touch, it burned like fire and it was utterly pleasurable. Unintentionally his lips parted and his breath hitched when Reno teethed about him and he knew then, it was going to be hard. "Dear God...Reno..." He said barely above a whisper. Both hands took a hold of the arms of his chair as he tried to keep his hips from bucking to much in response. Tseng tilted his head back and sighed deeply, his cock pulsed needingly at Reno's mouth. -----Nuzzling the hard on in his lover's slacks gently, he gave a gentle shushing noise before trailing a long, wet line from root to tip through the silk. He looked up at Tseng through his long lashes, a coy smile in place. "You wore the fancy shit today, hmm, Bossman?" he purred, slipping his fingers under the waistband and hungrily exploring where the man's dark happy trail ended in his treasure. Reno licked his lips but held back, knowing the torment of waiting would only make Tseng's orgasm that much more intense. ---- Rufus finally came to a stop outside Tseng's office door, giving two sharp raps before simply opening the door and stepping inside. "Tseng. I have a request to make of you," he said brisquely, looking up and taking notice of Tseng's less-pristine-than-usual appearance. "... Decided to leave your hair down today...?" Tseng's eyes could barely focus on Reno's as he shut his mouth again stifling a shallow groan. "Only the finest ShinRa can offer..." He stated holding back another soft cry at what Reno was doing. Taking a deep breath he masked a moan and closed his eyes sinking in his chair slightly. The fleeting feelings and calmness quickly left him once he heard the quick knock at the door. The next move he made would clearly show his skills as a Turk. In a fraction of a second both he and the chair moved forward while Reno was shoved backwards beneath the confines of his desk. The movement was quick and he hoped that he didn't hurt Reno as he heard a soft thud when he moved him backwards. The second the door open Tseng had leaned forward resting his arms on the desk, completely composed...for the most part. Tseng's jaw tensed when he met the Vice Presidents face. "Yes sir...and...yes...what is it you need Sir?" He asked, surprising himself at how well his voice sounded. While his upper body remained stiff and unmoving, excellently poised, his lower half, from the waist down, was acting as if it had a mind of it's own and jerked slightly against Reno, for he hadn't released him, no, but had continued doing something that was causing Tseng to loose his own breath. Gently he nudged Reno with his foot hoping to send him a message to hold off. -----Reno grunted as his back connected with the sturdy part of Tseng's desk, his own reflexes ensuring that he manipulated his body to hit the solid surface with at little noise as possible. He heard the voice of Rufus fucking ShinRa himself and grinned gleefully. Oh, he knew he was going to get hell over this later, but the opportunity...! When would he ever get the chance to suck Tseng off in such a dangerous position again? With a silent cackle, Reno finally pulled down Tseng's "Finest ShinRa can offer" boxers, his lips wrapping around the angry head of the man's cock. He sucked lightly, teasingly, his tongue dipping into the slit at the tip and collecting what little precum had already beaded there. He chuckled lightly when Tseng's foot nudged him, his elbow nudging the man's calf back, purposely ignoring his request. Rufus, while not at the intuitive level of a Turk, knew when something was off. Tseng never hesitated over his sentences, and always indulged in idle chatter with Rufus until Rufus brought it up. Walking over to the chair directly in front of the man's desk, (the very one Tseng had taken Reno for the first time on, in fact, not that Rufus knew that little tidbit) he sat, crossing his legs. "I have to take a trip, and I need you there. You may, of course, bring another of your subordinates, should you so desire. I need you to make haste in your decision, however; my father decided to put off his rejection of the invitation in question, therefore, we have only three days to make due preparation." Tseng hid a reaction to whatever the Turk was doing by clearing his throat. It had perfectly fit in with Rufus's question. "Of course sir, I shall do so..." He stated, his voice had started out calm and collect but had at the very end hitched ever so slightly when Reno had taken the head of his cock into his mouth. "I can have everything planned for you...just tell me everything you think you will need and I will m-make sure you get it." He said, noting that that one word had stuttered slightly. 'Shit...' Tseng thought and again he nudged Reno with his foot just a little bit harder but not so much as to hurt him. In his mind Tseng was panting, wanting so much to cry out the redheads name and buck madly into his mouth...but...he could not, so taking a rather deep breath again he tried in vain to steady his reactions. Then moving his hands neatly into his lap, as if for show, and acting calm and all, he shot them forward against Reno's head and tried to pull him back, tangling his fingers in a web of red. "Is that all I can do for you sir?" Tseng asked again, this time managing to keep his voice level. Below the confines of his desk his hips moved again, begging for more and gods if his body didn't have a mind of it's own right then. The expression on Tseng's face changed from calm collectiveness to a very barely noticeable look, a mixture of something that couldn't be given a name. -----Reno chuckled at the hitch in Tseng's sentence, the stutter in his voice. And he couldn't be happier that he was the one causing it. Just as he was about to step it up, Tseng's fingers twined in his hair and yanked him back. In a split second, his fist was in his mouth and his body froze in an effort to stifle a long, low moan. (Again, it was a little known fact, but pulling hair? Massive turn-on for him.) He let out a low, undetectable growl and grabbed Tseng's hands, pinning them by his sides and giving the tip of his cock a sharp nip, then diving down and taking him in whole. Rufus's eyebrows shot up at the hitch and again at the stutter. "I'll need a car, and a helicopter. I want the car to meet us at the drop point. I want you there, and since the meeting is near the Wutai border, I would appreciate it if you did choose to bring backup. Reno will suffice, as he knows best how to operate a chopper and is a fairly decent shot. I suppose I could put up with his mindless chatter and crude antics for a few days." He gave a long-suffering sigh, continuing on with more menial details, sitting back and making himself comfortable. Tseng had rather thought that when Rufus was finished he would have left, but to his utter horror he watched as the man made himself more comfortable. Oh the battle, no, war that was going on beneath his desk was far more then Tseng had ever thought he would deal with. Fear and worry clashed with lust and desire, the latter winning out completely. His mind gasped and his eyes slightly dilated, his hips jerked and lastly his jaw clenched as it now would test the limits of his amazing self control, pushing them far beyond normal. He had been given a brief break when Reno had moved away, but then he had felt the ever surrounding warmth of what could only be Reno's mouth taking him fully in. "Well Sir those requests sound reasonable...I shall get that arranged." He said in a dry tone. 'Whaaaa?....Did he..had he just said that to Rufus....'sound reasonable?' What the hell did that mean? ...Did that even work for Rufus...as it sounded as if he were second guessing what the Vice President wanted. Damn it to hell and fuck Reno's fucking good mouth...he was going to loose it, but oh GAIA...if it didn't feel heavenly.' Tseng cleared his throat again and tried to nudge Reno back yet again, both feet attacked the Turk as did his hands through his hair again once he pulled them free. -----Reno paused for a second, pulling back and raising an eyebrow. "Sounds reasonable??" he hissed, shaking his head and wincing when Tseng's feet made contact with his body. "I will so let him know I'm here, yo," he growled lowly, just loud enough for Tseng's ears to hear (nevermind that he didn't mean a word). When strong hands slid into his hair again and pulled, Reno almost cried out, instead biting his knuckle again and whimpering. Rufus cocked an eyebrow, commenting sarcastically, "So glad you can accomodate my requests into your busy schedule, Tseng. Are you feeling alright? You're pale and sweating. I don't need you here if you're ill. God knows this whole company would be in complete upheaval without me." Tseng's mind was about to explode, then Reno had moved away, giving Tseng a slight break, but the somewhat silent soft moan had not been missed by the Commander. Briefly and very subtly, dark eyes flitted downwards and he glared at Reno before they quickly turned back towards Rufus. "I am sorry sir I didn't mean to sound like that...I must be working too many long hours...and no, I feel alright and I...." he then paused seeming oddly disappointed by Rufus's comment. "No sir I am fine. " He managed to say in his normal tone, due to the fact that Reno had stopped, thank god, his persistent sucking on his cock. It was then that he noticed his brow was slightly damp and he again cursed inwardly. Tseng breathed a sigh of relief for a moment and leaned forward against the desk. "You are right Sir...we need you." Tseng said returning his words back to his ever so uplifting suck up manner. His hands however gently ran through Reno's hair as if to thank him, thanking him maybe too soon. -----Reno purred even as he rolled his eyes, grumbling about how the company would probably be better off if Rufus decided to take a damn day off. He nuzzled Tseng's thigh, his breath ghosting over Tseng's throbbing cock. His tongue darted out to taste the flesh, but that was all. However, the longer he sat and listened to boring details, the more bored he got, and everyone knows that a bored Reno is a troublesome one. So, as the slow minutes passed, Reno's fingers began exploring. One hand cupped Tseng's sac, squeezing gently, while the other slid below, pressing against the patch of skin Tseng had tormented him with the day before. As he pressed and stroked this spot, he licked a line up the Wutaian's cock, his tongue teasing the sensitive patch of skin where head meets shaft. Rufus smirked at Tseng's brown nosing, not minding it at all. He made a concerned noise (he wasn't really concerned, but, apparently, it was good for morale if he at least acted like he gave a shit), giving Tseng's appearance a closer look. "I can't have the head of my most important department worn out, Tseng. If you'd like, you may take the rest of the day off. I noticed that you got your report in early, and I'm sure you can complete the tasks I've just assigned you at your abode." Tseng bit down hard on his tongue and masked a sigh. He made it sound like Rufus's comment had bothered him when it had been something Reno had done which had caused his head, his short in coming clear head, to faze out again, as the swarms of warmth and delicious feelings were starting to curl up his spine again. Tseng released his hold on Reno's hair and for a moment he clenched his fingers over each knee, balling up the fabric tightly. Against Reno's tongue his cock jerked in anticipation, twitching as if it were begging for something. Tseng's legs also moved slightly, his muscles spasming as he desperately wanted to arch his hips in a maddening way into Reno's mouth. As it were he could do no such thing. The sweat on his brow, from such utter concentration increased, and Tseng's lips drew into a fine thin line before his Vice President. Then Reno had hit that mark and Tseng's body and tightly shut mouth failed him. His lips parted and he uttered a soft gasp. Again he masked it by acting as if he were frustrated at the comment towards him and in doing so Tseng raised his hands and placed them firmly upon the desk, smacking it hard, catching everyones attention. "I am fine sir....but if that is what you wish, then I will do as you say." He said his voice shaking slightly at the end of his words. 'Damn he had slipped again...' Tseng cursed madly. -----Reno chuckled, taking the head into his mouth again and sucking hard, his ministrations continuing. He released Tseng's cock long enough to kiss one of the balled up hands on the man's leg, then taking the head of his cock again in his mouth. He chuckled when the hands disappeared, only to slam down on Tseng's desk a few seconds later. Sensing the end of the improptu meeting, Reno's head dove, once again engulfing his lover's sex. He forced back his gag reflex to deep throat him immediately, bobbing his head shallowly a few times before sliding back up Tseng's arousal, his mouth creating a tight, hot vacuum. Rufus's eyebrows jumped again at Tseng's agitated reaction, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. Surely, he thought, he is not being short with me? Shaking his head, he chalked it up to overwork, standing and brushing invisible dust off his immaculate suit. "That will be all, Tseng. I don't expect to see you again until tomorrow, are we clear? Go home." With that, he turned and walked out of Tseng's office, glancing over his shoulder to give Tseng's desk a long, hard look. He found it odd that the man hadn't even risen to greet him or see him off. Very unlike Tseng... Shrugging (inwardly), he left, closing the door behind him. Tseng's eye reflected worry, anger and utter frustration at both Rufus and Reno, they were both driving him mad and the build up of it all, Reno's tongue, his caressings, the warmth of his mouth, it all overwhelmed the usually quite composed Turk. Tseng's eyes widened slightly but he did manage to give Rufus a curt nod. "Of course sir." He said as firmly as he could. Once the door closed Tseng finally let out a low growling sigh as he slumped back into his chair, his breath quickened, and with everything that had just happened, the build up was so intense he felt his orgasm hit him quick and hard. One hand lashed out to snag a fist of hair as he thrust his hips upwards as deep as he could go into Reno's succulent mouth. He was shaking hard and panting with a feral breath, his cock swelled inside Reno's mouth and with one rather loud, hoping no one heard, Tseng moaned, threw his head back and released a wildly spasming orgasm into Reno's mouth. "RENO....AHHHHH!" -----Reno moaned when Tseng yanked none-too-gently on his hair, both hands abandoning their positions to fly to Tseng's legs, gripping them as the Wutaian fucked his mouth. He shuddered as his lover cried his name (his name, thank-you-very-much), swallowing everything Tseng gave him. He pulled back, releasing Tseng's spent cock with a soft 'pop,' and grinned up at his boss. "So... You got the rest of the day off, huh? Turns out, I got this report in that my boss needed, and Rude would probably appreciate a break in the paperwork, as well..." He gave Tseng a conspiratorial wink. ---- Rufus paused a few steps down the hall, suddenly remembering that there would only be two rooms for their accommodations--a single for himself, a double for Tseng and whoever else he decided to bring. Figuring this would be imperative to tell the man, as it could, potentially, sway the decision of who the Commander decided to bring, he turned on his heel and opened Tseng's door, both eyebrows shooting up when he saw Tseng, obviously post-orgasm, panting in his chair, his hand buried in none other than Reno's long red locks. Smirking, he quietly shut the door again, deciding that, perhaps, it wouldn't be too big a deal after all. Thinking he heard something Tseng's eyes shot open and he stared forward, no one was there...but what was that? The door he had thought, but...still...his heart leapt sharply in concern for a moment and then he tried to relax. Tseng slumped farther down into the chair, feeling the dizzying bliss of post orgasm. His breathing was still ragged and his eyes were shut, his face flushed and looking well satisfied after an all morning hard on, Goddamn it. He gently ran his fingers through Reno's hair and smiled slightly. He would never admit it, not now, for it would fuel the cocky redhead far to much, but that, to him, had to have been the most arousing thing he had ever done. To think that he had spoken to the Vice President, no less, while Reno was giving him head, had been terribly hot and quite the turn on. Tseng sighed and relaxed more in his chair. "Reno...you...are...terrible..." He said softly. Then another smile curled on his lips and he slumped further into his chair. "And just because I have the day off doesn't mean you do..." He taunted. "...but Rude can if he wants...you on the other hand can polish my desk and then meet me at my apartment..." He teased again. "So, do you want to accompany me for this trip? You don't have to if you don't want to...I mean Rufus is going." He said his voice growing suddenly serious for a brief moment! -----Reno sighed contentedly, his own hard on straining against his pants. Giving Tseng head while Mr. VP Big Shot himself was in the room? Apparently, he loved the thrill of being so close to getting caught. He chuckled, tilting his head and kissing Tseng's wrist. "I know I--You're still on about that goddamned desk?" he growled, pulling away from Tseng's caress and groaning, laying his head on the man's thigh and moaning "Fuck me..." in frustration. He sighed heavily, slithering up Tseng's body and seating himself in his superior's lap, giving him a quick kiss. "I'll go tell Rude he can go, then I'll come back and polish your fucking desk, yo." He stood, biting his lip and adjusting the erection in his pants, trying to make it less conspicuous. "I'd love to accompany you on the trip. After all, we both know you can't pilot a whirly-bird worth jack shit, and we don't want Mr. Fancy Pants to die before he gets there, yo." He winked again, leaning over for one more deep kiss. Returning the kiss as Reno gave it, he snagged the lower part of his waist and grined with mallace intent. "Oh you will clean my desk, while I polish your hide as well...now go before I change my mind." He said in a clear crisp tone that would send more then just chills down the redheads spine. Tseng steadied his breath and watched Reno sulter out. Once gone he slumped back into the chair and sighed. 'That man is going to break me...if he hadn't already....' He thought, his dark eyes glowing slightly at the closed door. Settling his nerves and calming the still slightly ebbing arousal, he fixed himself, zipped his pants and moved back into that hidden room to fix his hair. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Rude looked up from his desk when Reno entered. "Took a while, didn't you?" He question flatly. -----Reno gasped into the kiss, his hips bucking into Tseng's hand, an excited shudder travelling up his spine at Tseng's words. He grinned lewdly. "Still haven't gotten enough yet, Bossman?" he purred, giving Tseng's lip a sharp nip before winking and sauntering out. Whistling as he walked down the hall, Reno threw open the door to his and Rude's office, throwing himself into the chair. He almost flushed at Rude's question. "Yeah, well... Apparently, Rufus wants me to go with Tseng on some fancy trip, since Tseng can't fly a chopper worth nothin. And I spilled his coffee on his desk," he chuckled, even rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "I have to go back in there and clean the damn thing off. We have the rest of the day off, though!" He grinned, not bothering to mention the mussed state of his hair or the more-rumpled-than-usual look to his clothes (completely forgetting about them, in fact). "Oh?" Rude said sounding slightly disappointed. It was a little known fact that he did like to work, compared to others...Reno. "Spilt coffee huh...is that what you young ones call it these days. Well you may enjoy a day off but I would like to get something done before I head off..are you busy then?" He questioned watching Reno with a careful gaze. He woundered why the man seemed far to happy to speak of cleaning the Commanders desk. An eyebrow arched above his dark shades. Then noting his appearance he cleared his throat. "What's with that?" -----Reno threw back his head and laughed. "Yeah, Rude, that's what we young'uns are callin it nowadays, yo." His laughter finally tapered off and he wiped imaginary tears from his eyes. "You can do whatever you want to, Partner, I was just relayin Bossman's orders like the good little lap dog I'm supposed to be." He winked. "And nah, I'm not busy. Besides havin to fuckin polish Tseng's desk, I'm done. Goin home." To save face, he added, "Hopefully, Tseng'll be gone by the time I get back in there. Rufus sent him home. I think he's actually just sending us home so I won't be here without him to keep an eye on me, come to think..." He zoned out then, as if actually considering the possibility, coming to when Rude spoke next. "What's with what, yo?" he asked, looking genuinely confused. Then thinking about a previous statement Rude cocked his head to the side, though it was subtle."Trip? Where too? And Tseng take a day off...I don't think he will take the day off, it just doesn't seem like him...but..." Rude paused when Reno laughed. The eyebrow above his shades arched higher." Reno...your hair and cloths are a bit more shabby then normal, what, did he beat you for spillng the coffee? " He questioned, not that he wouldn't put that past Tseng.----Coming back out from the room Tseng returned to his desk, cleaned up and pristinely perfect as always...here he waited for Reno to come back. (( Mmmk, I hope you all liked this next installment...I feel it went pretty well considering it's an RP. As a reminder I merely read over the section to make sure it worked, I really wasn't all to intensely looking for all the spelling errors, so let me know... Comments are always welcome Yo! ))