BoredBored Great Kami I'm Bored

Thank you thank you thank you 241MidnightSpecial for writing this chapter for me!!! (cept what Reno's appt. looks like, I wrote that) but thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am forever in your debt!!!!!
Oh, and I do not own ff7 or the characters. Though I did own Sephiroth, but I lost him in a poker game. I wonder if he knows yet......

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//How do I let Cloud get me into these situations? The imbecile is going to get me killed one of these days.// Vincent thought to himself as he was half-dragged into a cramped entrance way.

Fumbling with his keys, Reno’s eyes glowed with triumph as he produced the correct one, which had been flagged by a bright green marker so the perpetual drunk would be able to enter his home.

“Here we are, home sweet home.”

The apartment wasn't bare, but it wasn't overly furnished, and it was kept much like his own clothes: very messy. Pieces of outfits cluttered the floor, along with used sheets of paper littered with scribbles of missions and doodles of the various ways of his boss being killed.

Getting about 3 seconds to look around, Vincent suddenly found himself getting crushed against a wall as Reno tried to pry open his lips with his darting tongue in order to get his first taste of the aloof man.

Ducking, Vincent dove to the right and jabbed his attacker in the ribcage with his only available weapon, his elbow. Sprinting for the door, he only had time enough to hear a shot before he hit the ground.

Groaning, and nursing a killer headache, Vincent cracked open his eyes and stared at the mirrored ceiling. Glaring at himself in shock, he took full note of his state of dress, or rather undress.

His hands were loosely tied to the bed-frame, loose enough to escape from, yet tight enough to give the feeling of being captured, of being held against his will. His shirt was slit down to his navel, exposing his chest, the cool air making his skin jump sporadically. His cape was carefully hung on a chair, along with his right glove. His boots were neatly set beside the chair as well. The thing that truly caught the trapped mans attention was what the sitting on the impromptu coat rack.

"Mornin' Sunshine, sleep well? Hope the rubber bullets didn't hurt ya that bad"

“Release me this moment Reno, I will not be taken advantage of.” Vincent swore as he tried to wriggle out from his binds.

“I wouldn’t dare make you sleep with me. But I will make you beg me to bang ya.” Reno smirked, slowly stalking his helpless prey.

“What are youuuuuu….” Vincent started to ask as Reno seductively lowered his head to Vincent's nipple. Nipping on it, then blowing on the moistened skin, he asked his squirming quarry, “do you want me to stop?”

“I…I…ohhhh”

Grinning into the alert nipple, Reno began to pinch the neglected one, turning the smooth surface into an attentive pebble. Open-mouthed kisses lead him up to the withering mans collar, and small bites and licks on his neck made the man cry out.

“Thi..this issss wrong. You are a..a man. And this feels soo good.” Vincent final relented, gasping as Reno took the initiative and trailed one of his hands away from Vincent’s chest and slowly down his “victims” lean body.

Grabbing the growing bulge between Vincent’s thighs, Reno grinned maliciously at the growing sign that Vincent was enjoying the teasing. “I thought you said this was wrong?”

“Who said I wanted to be right?” Vincent threw back, raising his head to wipe the smirk of Reno’s face.

Seemingly in slow motion, the two men’s lips met. A tongue tasting of bourbon, the other a delicate cherry. Forcefully pulling his lips away, Reno grinned down to ask, “does someone have a candy fetish?”

“I enjoy sweet things” Vincent huskily responded, bucking his hips, pleading for Reno to move his hand over his enlarged member.

“Do you want something from me?”

“Please…please just move your hand a little, I just want…”

“Move it? Fine.” Reno interrupted, removing his hand from the tearing area of cloth.

“NO, no go back, please. I beg of you, don’t leave.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to make me feel something other than pain.”

Bending over to his ear, Reno breathily whispered into Vincent’s ear, “and how do you propose I do that?”

“Touch me. Please, please touch me. Caress me. Hold me. Claim me.”

“Well, since you asked so nice and all…” Moving as fast as his training had taught him, Reno covered Vincent’s body in opened mouthed kisses. Fumbling with the belt that kept half of Vincent hidden from his gaze, Reno occasionally and unintentionally bumped into Vincent’s soon to be not so secret area.

“You…you are doing that ooo…on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Doin’ what? This?”

“YEAH! That.” A panted reply returned.

Grinning smugly, Reno began to deliberately hit the straining organ.

Turning in the sheets, Vincent felt himself flying as Reno’s skilled hands left none of his exposed skin untouched. Nipping on his neck sent shock waves down his spine while Reno’s unoccupied hand was busy alternating rolling over both nipples. Lifting his knee, Vincent caused Reno to tip over and sprawl over him, making Reno’s hand become trapped between their bodies pressed against both men’s erections.

Looking up at his “torturer” with wide eyes, Vincent lunged at his mouth, ravaging his as best he could under the circumstances. It took Vincent a moment to realize that Reno was untying the bonds that loosely held him in place.

“Leave them.”

Looking down at the tousled man in wonder, Reno understood as Vincent turned over and propped himself on his knees. Both hands grasped the end of the bed as best they could, preparing for the coming attack.

Smirking to himself, Reno flipped onto his back and forced his head between Vincent’s legs. Pulling his bed mate’s rear down, Reno pulled the belt away and then yanked the final obstruction away from his prize.

Running his hand down the length, Reno got an answering shudder from the man propped above him. Taking a moment to realize exactly how exposed he was just then, he shook it off and began his game.

Inch by slow inch he raised his upper body up as he lowered Vincent’s lower region down. Breathing heavily and blowing on the tense muscle Reno eventually pressed Vincent’s heated organ into his open mouth. He pulled the tip into his mouth, running his tongue over it again and again, tasting the purest undiluted form of the man above him.

//Salty, but I can still taste those damned cherries//

His plans to continue his slow torture were abruptly ended when Vincent thrust his pelvis down, demanding to be deep throated. Complying, Reno pulled as much of the large man into his experienced mouth as he could. Ignoring his gag reflex, which by this time had been trained to not respond in these situations, Reno was barely able to pull up to Vincent’s hilt, practice or not.

Pulling away from the stiff staff, Reno pressed his thumb across his own lips, gathering pre-cum away from them. Reaching back up, Reno retook his position and added his wet fingers behind Vincent’s balls, dragging his rough fingers against the receptive skin hidden behind the two sacs.

Flailing against these feelings, Vincent cried out when Reno’s noticeably absent hand made its presence know. One lone finger probed into Vincent’s backside, causing a ripple to sweep throughout the kneeling man. Bobbling his head up and down, Reno added another finger to his first, stretching Vincent as far as he could go.

Erratically panting, Vincent felt his thighs and tight ass clench as he couldn’t hold back his orgasm any longer.

“RENOOOO!!!”

Streams of white cream flowed into Reno’s awaiting mouth. After swallowing the first shot, Reno allowed the rest to fall either into his cupped hand or down onto the sheets.

Taking the contents of his hand to use as a lubricant, Reno spread the thick liquid across Vincent’s backside before pumping his neglected organ with the remaining cream.

Having used the last of his restraint by waitin lon long to claim what he had rightfully won about an hour ago, Reno plunged his taut cock into Vincent fully, having just enough restraint to wait until the inexperienced man had time to adjust. Slowly, Reno began to move. Moving out so he barely removed himself and just as cautiously returning to the tight, heated entrance.

“Fa…fasta…ta…ter.”

Cautious movements became starved thrusts in the blink of an eye. Reno felt Vincent struggling to stay on all fours as his mechanical hand tore through the mattress top and he lost his grip with his human hand. Reno took one of his arms and wrapped it around the struggling man’s midsection to support him as he ruthlessly pounded the man flat. His hand on Vincent’s smooth, rippling stomach, Reno felt exactly when he had hit the moaning man’s sweet spot. Grinning to himself, Reno dove in again and again until he was completely supporting Vincent lanky frame since the weakened man had become to flimsy to fully support himself.

All control was gone, a thing of the past. The only thing on Reno’s mind was conquering. Thrusting again and again, removing more and more of himself before plunging into his prey as hard as he could. Sweat poured down his face, the groans emitted from both men mixed in the room to become an erratic beat.

Skin slapped against skin as Reno saw pinpricks of light along his peripheral vision, signaling his release. Moving like a man possessed, he hit Vincent’s prostate without mercy, causing the man below him to have a second orgasm as he had his first. A thick stream of cream sprayed from Reno’s slick shaft and filled every crevasse in Vincent’s ass. The sudden added warmth strengthened Vincent’s own release and matted the sheet further.

To tired to remove himself from Vincent, Reno let unconsciousness take over him and fell asleep, Vincent following suit soon after.

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All done!! Sorry for the lateness!! I will post next chapter shortly!! I swear it!! The fansfans I have, please don't leave!!! Have faith in me!!! Pwease don't give up on me!!! *crys*