Tease - COMPLETE

Warning

A Zack and Cloud and others fic… Yaoi.



Pre-Author's Note

Thanks to Ziggy Pasta for being my Beta…



Okay, Sappage for the Clackage… Because Zack has to make up for a lot.

A little bit of Sephy – and he is stalkerific- and Reno… Reno walks away with a smile at least this time.



Disclaimer

Don't own the FF7 fandom, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.





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MAKE UP



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Sephiroth finally figured out Reno's new routine. He had to scour through all the surveillance videos to determine his new pattern. He watched the redhead move down the hall, heading away from the infirmary, with his head hanging low.



Sephiroth was aware of the circumstances that made it so that he was in the hospital every day, and was aware of Legend's failing health. He was also aware of the Turk's schedule and how badly it conflicted with his.



"Reno," he called.



Sephiroth could see Reno's body tense up at the sound of his voice before he turned and looked at him. "Yeah?" Reno tried to stand there casually but Sephiroth knew the signs of someone who was ready to spring into action.



~more like run~



"I need to have some words with you."



"Oh," Reno said nervously. Sephiroth could see the blue eyes darting around the small hall.



~we are going to have our talk today~



"What about?" Reno snapped his gum. Sephiroth found himself smiling at the sight.



"About next Friday," Sephiroth said. He saw no need to evade the subject if he was going to get what he wanted out of this. Rufus could tease him; he wasn't going to let this game go on longer than it needed. Sephiroth was going to make it very clear what his expectations were and hope that the Turk was willing.



~I highly doubt that he will not be~



"What about Friday?" Reno raised an eyebrow at him.



"My time is limited. Shall we talk over here?" Sephiroth pointed to a small empty coffee room. He had observed that it was hardly used and the perfect place for them to have a little … conversation. He would have preferred to call Reno to his office but he highly doubted that he could convince the Turk to show up with his previous antics of hiding under his desk.



He could see Reno visibly swallow but he went into the small alcove. Sephiroth was glad to see him do so and followed behind the Turk.



~and a fine behind it is~



Reno turned and Sephiroth forced his eyes up to meet his. "So, what about Friday, yo?"



Sephiroth stood in front of him and looked down. Reno was looking nervous but also had a look of anticipation mixed with a heavy weariness. It was understandable with the stress that the Turk had been through. Sephiroth remembered how Reno had looked like he had wanted to reach out and touch him in the helicopter. He was well aware of how people wanted to touch his hair and Reno's fingers had twitched when his hair draped over his shoulder.



~want to have his hair draped over mine~



"I was hoping that you would join me in my apartment that night, around five." Sephiroth leaned forward and lowered his voice. "If you're interested."



Reno's eyes grew wide. He opened his mouth and looked as if he was going to say something, but quickly snapped his mouth shut and swallowed hard. He made a soft cough and cleared his throat. "Shit, you made me swallow my gum." He ran his hand over his throat before he continued further. "What do ya have in mind, yo?" Reno said and leaned against the counter, trying to be casual.



Sephiroth only knew how to react from his experiences. When he had been asked the same question by Genesis about what he had in store for him, he had not initially understood that the bedroom was the destination that the fiery redhead had in mind. He did what Genesis did to him. He moved forward, placing his hands on his slender hips of the man and leaned in to capture the cinnamon-flavoured mouth.



Reno made a small grunting sound, but he did not resist. His lips were a little stiff in response but Sephiroth was sure that he just needed to get over the initial shock. He pushed and lifted Reno so that he was sitting on the counter and he placed himself between the legs of the Turk, keeping their bodies close together. Reno started to cautiously return the kiss and Sephiroth used the opening lips to his advantage, thrusting his tongue into his mouth to taste him better.



He was glad that Reno was eager. even though he noticed that Reno's hands were clutched at his sides.



~that will not do~



He pulled away from the kiss. Reno panted and stared at him with large blue eyes. Sephiroth reached beneath the redhead's jacket and stroked his sides gently. "I am not Rufus. You're allowed to touch."



Reno shivered and groaned. The rigidness in his arms left him, and Sephiroth could see the hesitation as Reno reached forward and placed his hands on his shoulders. Sephiroth leaned in and was pleased to have Reno meet him for the kiss with a lot more vigour than before.



He allowed the redhead to lead the kiss. His lips moved slowly and his tongue tentatively reached forward. Sephiroth allowed his tongue to meet his and stroked the warm, soft muscle. Reno made the most delicious moan. Sephiroth moved a hand to the back of Reno's head to hold him there as he kissed a little harder.



Sephiroth was thrilled when the hesitation left the redhead's hands and one of them reached the back of his neck and he felt fingers run through his hair. He pulled out of the kiss and allowed his head to loll to the side with the gentle tug.



"Been wantin' to do that for awhile," Reno whispered.



Sephiroth hummed and undid the elastic that bound the red hair and tugged it out so that he could do the same to Reno. Sephiroth relished the slight tugging of his hair and had not realized how much he missed the comforting and erotic touch.



"So, Friday?" Sephiroth said as he gazed at the flushed redhead.



"Shit. That long, yo?" Reno whispered, his hand still stroking Sephiroth's hair and watching it fan as it fell from his fingers.



"I have compared our schedules," Sephiroth said. "I will be returning from my mission that morning and it seems you are busy with Legend in Costa Del Sol until then. You are leaving with him today, correct?"



"Shit, yeah," Reno said and stopped his fingers from moving through his hair but kept them embedded in the strands. "Ya could've just talked to me about Friday instead of gettin' me all worked up, yo." There was a touch of annoyance in his voice. Sephiroth could feel how worked up he was and was quite pleased at such a quick and strong reaction.



"Would you have accepted my invitation if I just talked about it?" Sephiroth leaned in and took the Turk's lips again. Just a gentle brushing this time, while he held Reno's head still and wrapped his other arm tightly around his waist to ensure that they were pressed together.



"Probably not," Reno whispered.



Sephiroth smirked. "We could have had this … conversation earlier, if you had not hid under your desk."



Reno flushed a bright red and looked down. "Ya saw me?"



Sephiroth chuckled as he pressed a finger under his chin and lifted the Turk's eyes back up to him. "Yes. I found it amusing," he said. He did not miss the shadow that was obviously Reno under the desk after Cissnei had pointed it out. "I was unsure if you were interested, but this," Sephiroth said and moved his hips slightly into Reno, "tells me that you are."



Reno gasped and leaned forward slightly. "Shit, don't get me all worked up. I'm tired of the teasin' game, so you better not be playin'." Reno's voice was serious, despite the obvious flush on his cheeks and the small press of the hips that he gave in return. Sephiroth could feel the hardness pressing against his and it was so very tempting.



"I don't play games," Sephiroth said, closing his eyes as Reno stroked his hair again with a small tug. He was almost regretting being so forward. It was not that he didn't want the trapped redhead, it was the fact that he wanted him … and now.



It had been nearly six months since Genesis had left him. He did not have any lovers take his bed and now that he had decided that he wanted one, he was finding it rather hard to control himself. It was especially hard when his silver hair was being tenderly tugged like that.



"Yo, are ya sure? 'Cause I can think of some fun games," Reno said with a raspy tempo that caused a pleasant tension to build in Sephiroth's stomach. He gave a low growl that he couldn't control as he claimed the Turk's lips again, pressing into the lean body.



~six months is a long time~



He wanted the Turk. He wanted him now but his phone was vibrating in his pocket marking his limited time, and he wasn't going to have time to indulge the way he wanted. The redhead masterfully stroked his hair as he plundered his cinnamon mouth.



Reno groaned as he forced the kiss apart. "Ledge is most likely waitin' for me at the helipad already." Reno was panting and his chest was rising and falling at a rapid rate. Sephiroth could see the Turk's pulse racing in his neck.



"My place," Sephiroth said as he licked his lips enjoying the lingering taste of cinnamon there. "Friday at five."



Reno blinked and nodded.



"You better show," Sephiroth said, his hand stroking the back of the man's head with his gloved hand. Reno leaned into the caress and Sephiroth was tempted to be late. His phone vibrated again which forced him to take his hand away from the Turk's side. "I wish we had more time," he whispered.



~I want so much more than a kiss~



"Yo, you started this," Reno said with a frown, but with very tempting flushed cheeks.



~I wonder what else is flushed~



"Friday," Sephiroth whispered and leaned to touch those lips again. How he wanted to feel them on his neck. He wanted to taste more of the Turk and it seemed the Turk wanted more of him. Reno leaned into the kiss and the hand in his hair gripped firmly as if he didn't want to stop.



Sephiroth was starting to feel uncomfortably aroused and there was no time to take care of the desire that have been built up. Reno pushed against him and he was forced to pull away to maintain control.



~so damn tempting~



"Tease," Reno whispered.



The simple whispered word set his blood on fire. He moved back into the Turk, grabbing him firmly around the waist and holding him tight into his chest. His other hand grabbed the redhead and forced the hardest and most passionate kiss that he could manage.



~they can wait~



Sephiroth tugged at Reno's shirt and ran his gloved hand over the bare skin. Reno responded by arching into the touch. Reno gasped, breaking the kiss and throwing his head back, exposing his divine-looking throat.



Sephiroth ran his teeth over the tempting flesh before latching on to the sensitive taut muscle, and he gained a needy groan. Reno's talented fingers fiddled with the straps of his armour's harness and tugged.



"Oh. My. Goddess."



He at first thought it was Reno speaking but when the Turk's head snapped back up and looked around him, he knew that there was someone behind them. He turned slowly to see a young man standing at the entrance of the alcove. He was wearing a lab coat and looked quite shocked. His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were large and round. He was gripping a mug in his hand and was shaking slightly.



"Can I help you?" Sephiroth snarled. The man blinked and then pointed to the half-empty coffee pot. It looked like he was trying to talk but he seemed to have lost the capacity.



The redhead pushed against his chest and he turned his attention back to Reno. He took a step back to allow him to hop down from the counter. He looked horribly embarrassed. "Friday," Sephiroth said in a low voice and was pleased to see that he shivered and nodded. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out another pack of that nicotine cinnamon gum, this one containing the card to his apartment. He placed the pack in the shirt pocket of the blushing man.



Reno just nodded and attempted to gain his composure, adjusting his pants as he walked out, giving the intruding man a wink that caused the lab coat to nearly drop his cup. "Enjoy your coffee."



Sephiroth turned his gaze on the extremely flushed and uncomfortable-looking man. He couldn't help but smile at him, which caused the intruder to take a hesitant step back.



"The room is all yours," he said simply and started to walk out. His phone was vibrating again and he knew that his father would demand a reason for his absence, but he had long ago learned to ignore his demands.



He had his own concerns and desires to take care of and he planned on filling those on Friday when he claimed the Turk.



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Zack had fallen asleep on the couch and his head was resting in Cloud's lap. Cloud smiled softly as he looked at the tired man. He obviously had not slept well the time that they were apart and even after the night they spent sleeping in each other's embrace.



They were both dressed in some of Zack's workout clothes, which were snug on Zack and much too loose on him, but very comfortable.



~everything was very comfortable again~



Cloud knew that Zack didn't sleep even with the comforts of being next to each other; Cloud had found it very warm and comfortable with the constant stroking and caressing that allowed him to sleep longer than he normally did. Cloud had woke when he had noticed that the warmth was no longer around him. He had been a little worried until he smelled breakfast - the delicious aroma of pancakes.



He was about to get out of bed when Zack had entered the bedroom with a plate of the delicious-smelling food. "Breakfast in bed," Zack announced. Cloud smiled fondly as he remembered how Zack fussed about the pillows around him as he sat up. Cloud was even more thrilled when Zack cut the first piece of pancake and fed him the syrupy piece of pastry. He had eagerly opened his mouth to receive the food and was even more thrilled when Zack kissed the dribbled syrup off his chin.



They did have an intense night talking. Cloud had poured his heart out, choking on his words a few times, and Zack doing the same as they sat in the café drinking overly-sweetened tea and cream-filled pastries. Zack had been tentative in touching him, as if it were going to drive him away and only dared to reach out and touch his hand once during the whole time there.



Zack had apologized so much to the point where Cloud was almost annoyed.



~now I understand why everyone tells me to stop saying 'I'm sorry'~



Cloud laid down the rules quite clear. He understood that Zack was a First Class SOLDIER and he had to be called away on short notice, but he would not tolerate having such an intimate time interrupted like that and being … left. He remembered Zack's careful words. "I will never leave you when you need me again," he had whispered. "I will always be there for you and do anything for you."



Those simple words were enough to make that strange pain in his chest go away. They had talked more on gentler and lighter topics and Cloud could see that Zack was letting him lead the conversation.



It had gotten late and Zack had nervously asked if he wanted to come back to his place. Zack looked as if he was scared to ask. Cloud had agreed and was thrilled with the brilliant and unrestrained smile that crossed the dark-haired man's face.



As they rode in the elevator Zack had pulled out his key card and Cloud had noticed that there was one in each hand. "Do you want yours back?" There was an unrestrained hope in his tone. Cloud reached out and touched his arm, running his hand down to his and claimed the card that he had left behind.



They had been both tired from the last couple of emotionally stressful days and he had yawned loudly when he walked in the door. Zack had chuckled at him and asked if he wanted anything to drink or if he wanted to just watch TV. He was even more encouraged when he saw that Zack had shut off his PHS and set it aside as soon as they got in. He had said that they were fine and they gravitated to the couch. Zack was nervous to sit next to him and Cloud found it so endearing.



They put some silly late night talk show on, but they weren't really watching it. Cloud immediately snuggled into his big chest and wrapped an arm around Zack's middle. He could hear Zack's heart racing as a hand gently rubbed his back. He didn't remember falling asleep like that, but he did remember being slightly disoriented as he was carried into the bedroom with Zack saying that it was time for bed. He had only vague memories of getting undressed and crawling under the covers and back into his arms.



After being fed breakfast …



~and a few stolen kisses~



… Zack went and cleaned the dishes in the kitchen. Cloud had offered to help but Zack refused. Cloud rested on the couch until Zack was done and they started to watch some action movie that was showing. It wasn't long before Zack was dozing off and struggling to keep his eyes open.



Cloud could see the fatigue still around Zack's eyes and encouraged the SOLDIER to rest. Zack ended up with his head in his lap, dozing off with Cloud running his hands through his hair.



The movie was now finished and Cloud stroked Zack's cheek and whispered his name. Bright blue eyes slowly opened and a smile formed on his tempting lips. "I kinda zonked out there, didn't I?"



"Yeah, you did," Cloud whispered back. Cloud kept his fingers in the dark strands of hair. "It's nearly noon already."



Zack tried to sit up but Cloud pushed him back down. "I'm a little hungry," Cloud said.



"What do you feel like?" Zack said twisting a little but kept his head in his lap.



"You," Cloud said and pushed both hands into Zack's hair. There was still one more thing that Zack had to make up for. "I want you," he whispered and let one hand stroke his cheek and down his throat into the collar of Zack's snug shirt.



Zack's eyes were instantly alert and his lips twitched into a smirk. "Oh, you do, eh?"



"Yeah," Cloud returned the smile. "There's still something you have to make up for."



Worry coloured Zack's face as he sat up and Cloud let him this time. "I do?" He looked at him with large eyes and a nervous frown.



"You bet you do," Cloud said, quickly moving to press himself against Zack, trying to dispel the anxiousness from the SOLDIER. "There is one thing that you still have to make up for." He kissed a line up Zack's jaw so he could suck on the lobe of his ear.



~I know he likes this~



Zack's arm wrapped tightly around his waist and pulled him close. "I do have to make up for leaving you, don't I?"



"You certainly do," Cloud hummed as the rough hand stroked his side. "You said yesterday that you would do anything for me." He ran his hand over his chest and then rested it on Zack's shoulder.



"I meant it," Zack whispered and pressed his forehead against Cloud's. "Whatever you want."



Cloud smiled. "Even if I put that cock ring on you?"



Zack smile grew. "If you want."



"What about the handcuffs?"



Zack wiggled a bit. "Sure."



Cloud leaned in for a kiss that barely touched his lips. "What about the bumpy finger cover?" Cloud remembered how that simple silicon finger cover felt massaging him and was wondering how it would feel to use it.



Zack swallowed and the grip tightened around him.



"And then there is the …" Cloud tried to continue but Zack's mouth was on his and he found himself being turned and pushed back into the couch. Cloud chuckled as Zack pulled away.



Zack smiled at him brightly and in a husky voice that made Cloud shiver with delight, he said, "Anything for you, baby."



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Well, Cloud wants to delve into that drawer again… I think Zack likes what Cloud is proposing… don't you?

Friday sounds like an interesting day, doesn't it? I'm sure it will be. Sort of good news for Reno… hopefully.