Thanks for the memories

“Thanks for the Memories”
A Reno fanfiction
Chapter 6: “Mother’s Day and male bonding”
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*Disclaimer: The world that this story is set in and all characters therein belong to Square-Enix. This fiction piece is strictly a non-profit exercise of creativity and entertainment for people (like me) who can’t get enough of this world and the characters.*
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You should have seen the look on Lee’s face when I showed up at the garage in my Turk uniform. When I’d called him over the phone and told him I was passing the business on to him because I got a high-paying job, he thought I was screwing with him. He took one look at me, then at Rude, and he figured out what “high paying job” I’d landed, yo.

“You’re a Turk??” He said. I thought the poor guy was gonna pass out.

I told him not to make a big deal out of it—I’m still the same guy. He didn’t really want to accept the deed to the shop at first; he didn’t think he had what it took to run it. I told him he’d be fine and if he ever had any problems he could give me a call. Funny thing though…once word got out on the streets that I’d joined the Turks, nobody ever tried to rob the shop again.

So after hanging out with Lee for a while and introducing him to Rude, we went to pick up Ma. She was real happy to see me—she was used to seeing me every day, you know? I knew it was gonna take some adjusting for both of us to get used to things. I missed her too and I must have hugged her for a good five minutes after we walked through the door. I expected Rude to tease me about it but he just watched. I think maybe he was a little envious, yo. She noticed my new tats but she didn’t say anything except that she hoped I wasn’t thinking of getting too many more.

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“Okay Ma, we can’t stand here hugging all day and we’re making my partner uncomfortable,” Reno gently broke the embrace with his mother and planted a kiss on her cheek. Turning to the bald man, he said; “Well, here’s the lady herself. Rude, meet my Ma. Ma, this is Rude.”

“A pleasure, Ma’am,” Rude said politely, shaking the woman’s hand in a gentle grip. “Reno talks about you a lot.”

Lena smiled and looked at her son. “He’s always been so good to me. Even when he was a child, he always did everything in his power to help keep food on the table and protect me.” She examined Reno proudly. “And don’t you just look handsome in that suit! Although you could stand to button the shirt all the way up.”

“Actually I can’t stand it,” Reno grinned. “Makes me feel like I’m choking when it’s buttoned all the way up to the neck. Don’t worry though, I put up with it when I’ve really got to.”

She shook her head with fond exasperation and whispered conspiratively to Rude: “He’s a good boy but he can be a bit too free-spirited at times.”

Rude smiled quietly and nodded with agreement. Reno shrugged uncomfortably and cleared his throat. “So anyhow,” he said, trying to change the subject, “We’ve got a company car for the day and we’ll have a look around in the good neighborhoods for a new place for you, Ma. I’ve got a paper with listings of real estate for sale, yo.”

“That sounds wonderful, dear,” she said, “why don’t you boys have a seat in the living room and I’ll boil us up some coffee and start making lunch? We can tour the houses after we eat.”

“Coffee sounds good, but you’re not cooking today,” Reno insisted. “I’ll take you out for lunch…someplace nice.”

Lena looked a little embarrassed. “But Reno dear, I don’t have anything in my wardrobe fancy enough for one of those high-class upper plate restaurants.”

“You don’t have to dress like a movie star or anything,” Reno chuckled, “The café I’m taking you to is nice but casual. I wouldn’t be comfortable in one of those fancy restaurants and I know you wouldn’t either.”

“They have good reubens there,” Rude said when he realized Reno was talking about their favorite café.

“Oh,” Lena said with a faint tone of relief. “Well, that sounds just lovely, then. I’ll just make up some coffee to pep us up first and then we can be on our way.” She went into the kitchen after that, leaving the two young men alone.

Rude followed Reno into the living room and spotted some pictures framed and hanging on the walls. While the redhead had a seat on the couch, the bald man studied the family photos. “This is you?” Rude said as he pointed at a little boy smiling with familiar mischievousness in one photo. A younger Lena was standing on the boy’s right and a handsome, dark-haired man stood on the left.

Reno glanced up at the picture in question. “Yeah, that’s me. That was taken before my old man died. I think I was about six or seven.”

Rude nodded and frowned. “My condolences.” ~No wonder his mother looks older than he said she was. Having to raise a kid alone in the slums, then hooking up with an abusive fuck that threatens to kill her and her kid…she’s had it rough. I can see why Red’s so protective of her.~

“Thanks, man,” Reno shrugged, “I barely remember him but he was a good guy.”

Rude examined more photographs, smiling a little at one that featured Reno sitting on the floor next to a holiday tree, playing with a newly unwrapped toy helicopter. He looked about ten in the photo. “So helicopters have always been your thing?”

“Yup. Some kids love horses, dogs or cats. I always loved helicopters.” Reno was smiling crookedly in a way that made Rude’s pulse quicken.

~I’ve got to get over this thing I’m getting for him,~ The big man chastised himself, ~He’s my partner and it’s pretty damn obvious the boss has already called dibs on him.~

“Why don’t you come sit down, man?” Reno offered. “The coffee’s gonna be ready soon and we can relax for a little while before we start the day.”

Rude looked at the redhead silently, debating whether he should sit beside him or take the armchair next to the couch. Deciding that his mother would want the spot next to him, the bald man opted for the latter. Reno looked a little disappointed (or was that wishful thinking on Rude’s part?) but he didn’t say anything.

Lena came into the living room a moment later, carrying a tray with three steaming cups of coffee, a ceramic mini-pitcher with cream and a bowl of sugar cubes on it. She set the tray down on the coffee table and passed a mug to each of the men. “I didn’t know how you wanted your coffee, so just help yourself to the cream and sugar, Rude.”

“Thanks, Ma’am,” Rude answered politely. He put a couple of sugar cubes in his drink but ignored the cream.

“He was just having a look at the pictures on the walls,” Reno said after gingerly sipping the hot beverage.

“Oh? Wasn’t my Reno a cute child?” Lena said with a wink that was very much like Reno’s. “He had little girls admiring him from grade school and up, but they never caught his eye.”

Reno flushed a little and coughed. “Okay Ma…I’m sure he doesn’t wanna hear about—“

“I could get out one of the photo albums and show you the most darling picture of him having his first bath in the tub!” Lena went on without missing a beat.

Rude choked a little on his coffee and grinned at Reno, who looked absolutely horrified. “Bath pictures, huh?”

“Oooooh, no…we’re not even going there! Yo Ma, you did this to me already with my friends at the shop. I’m working a respectable job now!” Reno was blushing charmingly and Rude was having trouble keeping his lips from twitching.

Lena sighed, but her grin didn’t falter. “Oh, all right dear. I just love that picture and the way you were smiling so happily. If it embarrasses you all that much, I won’t show it to your partner.”

“Thanks, Ma,” Reno said, relaxing a bit.

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Lena Flynn had never had money before in her life. She’d been poor since the day she was born. After treating her to a very nice lunch, Reno and his partner took her around the upper class neighborhoods and toured the homes for sale.

“Reno, these houses are all so lovely, but the prices! They’re so expensive!” She exclaimed after inspecting the third house.

He held the car door open for her and smiled. “I told you not to worry about that, Ma. We’re no looking at any houses that aren’t in my budget. All you’ve gotta worry about is deciding which one you want me to buy for you.” She looked at him with her heart in her eyes and he reached out and stroked her hair. “Don’t look like that,” he whispered. “I can finally give you a comfortable life and that’s what I’m gonna do.”

Rude listened silently from behind the wheel of the car and decided that even though he didn’t get along with his mother as well as Reno did with his, he’d give her a call at the end of the day to see how she was doing.

Mrs. Flynn got into the passenger seat and Reno shut her door and slid into the back. “Okay, next stop is 4622 Montgomery lane,” Reno said. “Oh hey Ma, know how you always wanted a sun room? This one’s got one. It’s got a nice yard too—big enough for a dog if you ever want one.”

Her eyes lit up as she turned around in her seat to look at the photo in the real estate listing. “Oh, it looks perfect! I’ll try not to get too excited until I see it for myself, though.”

Reno smiled at her, knowing her well enough to guess that if the next house was everything it was advertised as, he’d found the perfect home for her.

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We looked at a few more houses after the one on Montgomery lane, but I could tell Ma had already made up her mind before we finished. She wanted to give the other houses a chance so she waited until we’d seen all of ‘em before telling me she wanted the one with the sunroom. It was a two bedroom, cottage style place—which is rare to find in Midgar. Most of the buildings in the upper class side of town were modern style but this one was just right for her. I went ahead and called up the real estate agent to negotiate a price, then made plans to hire some movers to bring Ma’s stuff. She argued with me when I told her I was gonna buy her some new furniture to go in the house but in the end, she gave in because what furniture she had was old and worn out.

The next day, Rude and I spent the day looking at apartments for me. I finally settled on one that was close to the office building. Of course, after that I spent most of what was left of my first paycheck buying some furniture, cooking ware, dishes and household shit for myself. Rude saw how low my cash was getting and he treated me to dinner. He’s a cool guy, even though he doesn’t talk a lot, yo. He wouldn’t let me pay for the movers to get all of my new stuff into my place, either.

“You’ll be flat broke if you keep going and our next payday isn’t for another week,” he said. He paid for the movers and helped me get settled in, then he bought us some whiskey and we hung out at my new place and had drinks.

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“Man, I’m lovin’ this couch!” Reno bounced a little on the white, oval-shaped designer couch and sighed as he settled into it. “It’s cushy.” He sipped his drink and smiled at his partner, who was seated beside him.

“It’s a nice set you picked out,” Rude agreed, glancing at the matching chase lounge and recliner chair to the right and left of the couch. “I suck at picking out furniture.”

Reno leaned his head back against the cushion and winked at the big man. “Maybe I can go with you sometime to help you pick out a set, yo.” He lazily picked up the TV remote and started surfing the channels for something to watch. “Hey, thanks for going with me and Ma today. I think we’d have gotten lost if we didn’t have you with us, man.”

“No problem,” Rude said, smiling a little at him. He quickly took a drink as the urge to make a move on the redhead grew to dangerous proportions. His eyes kept straying to the portion of Reno’s smooth, fair chest exposed in the open V at the top of his shirt and he wondered what it would be like to press his lips there.

To his credit, Rude was adept at hiding his emotions. His thoughts and desires remained safely hidden behind his stoic façade, where Reno couldn’t see them…or so he hoped. After a few drinks he loosened up a bit and he could have sworn Reno was flirting with him. It wasn’t really the things the redhead said but how he said them and the way he looked at him. Finally, a commercial came on advertising a class action suit people might be entitled to if they contracted Pancreatitis while on a certain medication and Reno’s reaction tore away more of Rude’s resolve.

“If you or a loved one has died from Pancreatitis, call now,” the advertiser’s voice said.

Reno snorted. “Wait a minute…if I died from Pancreatitis, how the hell would I call them to get money out of it? I’d be dead, man! What were they on when they thought up this ad?”

Rude laughed before he could stop himself. He shook his head and took his shades off to wipe them with a handkerchief in his pocket. “Seeing dollar signs just makes some people stupid,” he agreed, still chuckling at the redhead’s amusing outburst.

Reno smirked and studied the bald man. “Yo, you’ve got nice eyes, Rude. Why do you cover ‘em up all the time?”

Rude felt his face warm with pleasure at the compliment. “Uh, thanks. I’m a little light sensitive. The shades balance it out so I don’t get headaches.”

“Really?” Reno said with interest. “I just thought it was part of your style, yo. Sort of like my tats.”

“And your goggles?” Rude asked as he put the glasses back on and eyed the shades that were propped on Reno’s forehead. Not that they didn’t look good on him. They suited the smaller man nicely.

“Well, not so much with the goggles,” Reno shrugged as he pulled them off and set them on the end table. “I’m just used to having those with me, being a mechanic and all. I guess you could call ‘em a security blanket of sorts. You think that’s weird?”

Rude shook his head and reached out to take the long, vivid ponytail hanging down over Reno’s left shoulder in his hand. He hadn’t meant to do it but he couldn’t take the action back, so he gently pulled down on the silky locks and let them slide over his palm and through his fingers. “Everybody’s got something that makes ‘em feel secure.”

Reno moved closer and sipped his drink again. “Yeah? So what’s your security blanket?”

Rude lowered his eyes and shrugged. He reached into an inner jacket pocket and produced a shiny pair of brass knuckles. “These. I don’t use them very often but I got them when I joined the Turks. They’re kind of special to me.”

“I get that,” Reno said with a nod. “That’s a wicked set, yo.”

Rude smiled a little as he replaced the weapons and he relaxed, stretching an arm over the back of the couch behind Reno’s shoulders. If the redhead minded the subtle move, he didn’t show it. He even tilted his head back again to rest on the larger man’s arm.

“So partner, what’s on the agenda tomorrow, yo?” Reno asked, shutting his eyes as his head buzzed from the alcohol.

“I haven’t heard anything yet, have you?” Rude answered.

“Nah, haven’t heard a peep from Tseng or the VP. I guess that means we’ll be on call tomorrow until they need us.”

“Yeah,” agreed the bald man. “Hey, does that fireplace work?” He peered blearily at the modern, gray stone artificial fireplace set into the right-side wall of the living room.

“Ya know, I never asked about that but I’m sure it does,” Reno answered, struggling to stand up.

“I’ll check it,” Rude offered, horrified at the thought of his tipsy partner accidentally singing his gorgeous red hair.

“Kay,” Reno mumbled.

Rude fought a grin as he got up and crossed the room to the fireplace. Reno was kind of cute when he was tipsy…like a sleepy kit. The bald man squatted down in front of the fireplace and searched for the gas nozzle. He found a turn nozzle in the side of the wall and saw that it was self-igniting, so there was no need to try and hold a lighter over the gas pipe. He turned it and heard a series of clicks before the flames billowed up and danced merrily around the fake logs.

“Cool,” Reno said from his seat on the couch.

“Uh huh,” Rude agreed, returning to his spot beside him. It really was a comfortable couch and he sank down with a sigh and automatically put his arm behind Reno again. The redhead surprised him by scooting closer and resting his head against his shoulder.

“I like it,” Reno murmured appreciatively. “It’s not really cold enough to use it for long but it’s still nice, yo.”

“Yeah,” Rude said, fighting the growing urge to kiss the redhead. His hair smelt like strawberries and it made him even more appealing.

Reno turned a bit and tilted his head back to look up at Rude. “Hey, do you wanna just stay the night? It’s getting pretty late and you’d have to call a cab anyway.”

“I…appreciate that,” Rude said mechanically, staring at the young man’s parted lips, which were only inches away. “If you don’t mind me crashing on your new couch.”

“Couch, smouch,” Reno scoffed, rolling his blue-green eyes. “I’m not letting you crash on the couch when I’ve got a brand-new queen sized bed I can share. What, are you afraid I’m gonna jump your bones?” The last was spoken with a suggestive purr and his sensitive lips were quirked in a challenging half-smile.

~I just know I’m going to regret this,~ Rude thought, even as his free hand reached up to cup the redhead’s jaw. He lowered his lips to Reno’s and kissed him hesitantly, tasting the combination of liquor and cordial on his lips. The redhead’s mouth opened further and his tongue lightly traced Rude’s lips, coaxing and inviting. Rude groaned low in his throat and let his tongue come out to thrust into Reno’s mouth. His fingers tangled into the back of Reno’s bound hair and he kissed him deeply and aggressively.

The assertive motions of his partner’s mouth pleasantly surprised Reno. He responded with a groan of his own when the big man’s long tongue dominated his mouth. Rude always seemed so reserved and a little shy, so it delighted Reno to discover that beneath the quiet exterior, the bald man was really passionate. He unzipped Rude’s jacket and ran his hands over his shirt, feeling the muscles bunch beneath the material and his questing fingers. The man was built like a brick shithouse and Reno was insanely curious to see his chest. Rude stopped cupping his jaw and he felt his fingers working at the buttons of his shirt. He likewise began to undo Rude’s shirt, touching the satiny, light brown skin with eager curiosity as soon as it was exposed.

“Mmm, that’s a helluva nice six pack,” Reno complimented against Rude’s lips as soon as the other man’s tongue withdrew for long enough for him to speak. He felt the knots of muscles on the bald man’s abdomen and he ran his hands over the hard pectorals. He whimpered against Rude’s lips unconsciously as the other man teased his nipples one at a time with his fingertips. In contrast to his searing kisses, Rude’s big hands were gentle on his body, as if mindful of their strength and careful not to use too much force. It was just like the first day they shook hands. Reno suddenly pictured Rude as a big teddy bear and he snickered into his mouth at the image.

“What’s so funny?” Rude asked huskily.

“Nothing,” Reno assured him, teasing his lips with the tip of his tongue. “I’m just having a good time. Aren’t you, baby?”

“Oh yeah,” agreed the bald Turk huskily. He paused and frowned a little. “Only, I thought you and the boss were…having a thing.”

“We are,” Reno said with calm indifference. “It ain’t like that, though. We’re not exclusive, yo.”

“Oh,” Rude said, confused by the combination of relief and disconcertment he felt. He wanted Reno but he wasn’t sure how the boss would feel about this. “Then he wouldn’t mind this?”

“Nah,” the redhead answered, tracing the hard plains of Rude’s chest and stomach with his fingertips. “There’s only one catch; my ass is his—meaning he’s going to be my first, get it? After that anything goes.”

Rude blinked. “You mean, you’re a virgin?!” It was one of the few times he was too surprised to keep his voice neutral.

Reno sighed and grumbled, “Yeah, so what? Everyone’s always so surprised about that.”

“Well, you don’t act like any virgin I ever met,” Rude observed.

Reno laughed softly and pulled the big man’s glasses off. When Rude winced, the redhead grabbed the little remote sitting next to the TV remote on the glass coffee table and dimmed the lights. “Not every virgin is a pristine little innocent,” Reno purred, nuzzling the big man’s throat with his lips. “How are the lights? They dim enough for you?”

“Yeah,” Rude said a little breathlessly. He groaned softly again when the redhead’s lips sucked on the sensitive skin under his ear. “So we can fool around but we can’t go all the way, right?”

“For now,” Reno promised. “Do you mind?”

“I guess I can live with that,” Rude answered as he pulled the redhead’s shirt open and felt him up again. “I wasn’t even planning on trying to go all the way with you tonight. I…like you too much to take it that fast.” He flushed in embarrassment; sure that Reno would pick on him.

Instead, the redhead stopped what he was doing and pulled back to look at him with the sweetest smile Rude had ever seen on a guy before. It seemed a little out of character but there was genuine warmth in it and it occurred to the bald man that it was going to take years for him to really get to know his partner…if he ever did.

“Teddy bear,” Reno said in an affectionate, teasing tone.

Instead of insulting the bald man, it made him feel warm and tingly. “Come here,” Rude ordered, putting his other arm around Reno’s shoulders to pull him closer. He kissed him again and kept exploring his torso, stimulating the tightened pink nipples one at a time until the redhead was gasping sweetly against his mouth. Reno’s hands were likewise familiarizing themselves with his body and he tensed with eager anticipation when those dexterous, long hands started working at the button of his trousers.

“Wait,” Rude gasped, realizing that if his partner got him too hot he might just forget about the deal between Reno and the boss and take him. “Let me do it to you instead.”

“Hmm?” Reno hummed, looking at him with confusion. “You don’t want me to blow you?”

Rude was momentarily speechless. ~How can he say the crudest things and make them sound so damned sexy?~ Aloud, he said; “Yeah, I’d love that but I don’t know if I could handle it, Red. You’re too hot and the thought of that mouth on my…no, just let me do you instead. Maybe when you’ve fulfilled your…uh…agreement with the boss I can relax and not worry about losing my cool.”

“Oh, so you wanna blow me?” Reno questioned with guileless interest. It had been a long time since anyone sucked him off. Hell, before the boss played with him in the office the night before, he hadn’t even had anyone jack him off since he got out of juvenile detention.

“You sound surprised,” Rude smirked. “Do I look like an inconsiderate jerk, man?”

“No,” Reno said quickly, flushing a little, “I’m just not used to getting attention like that, is all.”

“Then you’re used to being with selfish assholes,” Rude said bluntly.

Reno smirked and shrugged. “In their defense, we’re talking young guys that were just getting into sex. I was just more willing to experiment than they were, yo.” His breath caught in his throat as Rude’s strong, callused hand slipped down below his navel and began unbuckling his belt.

“Relax,” Rude murmured, kissing him deeply.

~Relax, he says,~ thought Reno. ~I AM relaxed…just kind of anxious. I’ve never messed with a guy that could snap me like a piece of kindling before. Shit, I hope he’s as careful with those big hands when he’s got hold of my package as he’s been with other parts, yo.~

Reno needn’t have worried; Rude was very aware of his own strength and he’d long ago schooled himself to take care when touching people intimately. He got the redhead’s belt open and popped the button of his fly before pulling the zipper down. He glanced down and in the dim light he could see the pink-capped staff of Reno’s arousal spring out of its confines as he pulled the trousers open. He admired it as he curled his fingers around it and gave it a few gentle tugs, provoking a moan from Reno and a drop of fluid to form on the tip. The thatch of hair surrounding the organ was auburn—a less shocking red than the hair on his head.

Unwilling to wait any longer, Rude maneuvered his partner to turn sideways on the couch, then gently pushed him down so that he was lying on his back with one leg dangling over the side of the couch and the other bent and resting against the back. He stared down at him for a moment, his groin aching with lust. Reno looked positively delicious lying there with his shirt hanging open and his cock thrusting out of his pants. Rude stroked the stiffened organ and murmured to his partner when Reno’s breath quickened and his eyes closed.

Reno gasped encouragement to his partner as Rude’s hand pleasured him. He relaxed, not fighting the bigger man as he positioned himself between his thighs. Rude’s tongue snaked out and teased the head of his cock, making Reno suck in a sharp breath and involuntarily lift his hips. Rude’s hands held his pelvis still as he took him into his mouth. Reno’s eyes opened slowly and he stared at the ceiling and stroked his partner’s smooth head. He discovered that he liked the feel of Rude’s naked scalp and he caressed it with his fingers and sighed with pleasure as the other man’s mouth engulfed his sex, then let it slip out to the tip before doing it again. His tongue skillfully massaged as his mouth stroked, making Reno shudder and moan softly.

“Th-that’s so good, Rude,” Reno panted, trying not to struggle against the hold the other man had on his hips. It was hard, though. He’d gone so long without oral sex that he’d forgotten how damned good it felt. Rude was taking his time, trying out different methods and repeating motions that made Reno squirm restlessly. He was gentle and patient in a manner that was almost loving and it made the redhead wonder if he’d have done this if they hadn’t had a few drinks.

“Rude?” He asked breathlessly. The wonderful pleasuring ceased for a moment as the bald man stopped and looked up the length of his body at him. “I’m not…taking advantage of you, am I?”

That made Rude laugh. “I’m not that tipsy, man. Relax.”

Reno nodded and dropped his head back against the cushion again, closing his eyes and groaning as his partner took him into his mouth. Okay, so the booze obviously gave Rude confidence to do this but he wasn’t just doing it because of the booze. It made Reno feel better and he was able to enjoy the other man’s skills to the fullest extent. When Rude slipped one of his hands down beneath the shaft to massage his balls, the pressure exploded and Reno grunted a breathless warning as he started to peak.

Rude had never swallowed before but the way Reno moaned his name prompted him to give it a try. He felt the slim man’s fingers dig into his shoulders as he took him in as deeply as he could, fighting his gag reflex. The warm spurt of Reno’s seed wasn’t hard to swallow. It wasn’t as bitter or salty as he expected, either. The smaller Turk was shaking with pleasure as he twitched inside of Rude’s mouth and he tossed his head and panted heavily. There was something so endearing and satisfying about the sound of Reno’s eager, thankful moans. When it was finished, Rude gently tucked him back into his pants and reached out for his half finished drink to wash down the redhead’s spunk.

Reno lay spent and breathing heavily, looking vaguely doll-like with his fair, flushed complexion and vivid red hair. Rude stretched out on top of him and kissed him lightly. “How’d you like that, partner?” He murmured.

“Loved it,” Reno answered hoarsely. “So when are you gonna let me return the favor, yo?”

“When I know it can go further if we want it to,” Rude answered calmly. “’Till then, let’s keep it simple.”

“If you say so,” Reno sighed.

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Ya know, I never would have pegged Rude as the kind of guy that would be good at giving head. Fucking, sure. Sucking? Not so much. I was glad to be proven wrong on that impression, yo. We turned off the fireplace and went to bed together after that. We fooled around a little and I got a feel of his package, but he wouldn’t let me do more than squeeze it a little through his boxers. By the feel of him I was pretty sure he was hung like a fucking mule, but I couldn’t investigate as much as I wanted to. The rest of the night he just cuddled me like the big teddy bear he is. Yeah, that’s right…we cuddled. I felt kind of safe in his arms and yeah, I know that makes me sound like a girl.

I know what you’re probably thinking, yo. I hardly knew the guy and I shouldn’t have let things go that fast, right? Hell, I knew Rufus longer than I knew Rude before things started getting hot and heavy between us. There was just something about Rude, though. We clicked right from the start, like two pieces of a puzzle snapping together. Tseng called it some weird Wutaian word that had something to do with magnetism. I don’t know if I believe all that spiritual crap but he was right about one thing; Rude and I got comfortable around each other really fast.

So that was two down and one to go. By that, I mean Tseng. Yeah, I’m greedy. Tseng and I didn’t fall into a sexual relationship right away, though. He was really busy, being second in command of the Turks and all. He had a lot of pressure on his shoulders so it was really no wonder he was so uptight.

Time seemed to fly by and when he had time for it, Rufus called me into his office for private “meetings” that usually ended up with me screaming his name and begging him like a whore in heat. My make-out sessions with Rufus were always so intense it almost hurt but the ones with Rude were slow and gentle. It was like I was getting the best of two worlds, yo. The only problem was I was getting impatient. By the time a month passed I was desperate for the boss to fuck me. I tried to vent my frustration in the gym or jogging around my block. I visited Ma every few days and took her out for lunch on the weekends, when I wasn’t on an assignment.

After I’d been with the Turks for a while, I guess they figured I could be trusted. I found out about SOLDIER and for the first time, I laid eyes on General Sephiroth. Man, that was one hot piece of ass, lemme tell ya. Still, there was something about him that freaked me out a little. I mean, for one thing he had slit pupils, like a cat or a snake. All of the Soldiers’ eyes glowed because of Mako infusions but his were spooky because of how alien they were. He was the only Soldier with eyes like those and he was the only one that didn’t seem like he’d ever been just human, if that makes sense.

I met Angeal Hewley and Genesis Rhapsodos too, who were both First Class soldiers like Sephiroth, except they didn’t make the hair rise on the back of my neck the way he did. Angeal was the most down to earth one and I guess Genesis was okay, except he was always quoting verses from that fucking “Loveless” play. If it weren’t for Angeal, I’d have thought all Soldiers were unhinged, yo.

I probably didn’t mention before that when this was going on, there was still a war happening in Wutai and the President was trying to end it using SOLDIER. I could tell by the look in his eyes every time Tseng talked about it that he was hurting inside, yo. He might have left his old life behind and put all his loyalty behind ShinRa, but Wutai was his birthplace, man. It must have been hard on him, to go on missions against folks that used to be his people, to support the slamming of his old hometown. I didn’t envy him. Not one bit.

I also met Heidegger, Reeve and Scarlet. Heidegger was a fat fuck that sounded like he was trying to hock a loogie every time he laughed. Reeve was an okay guy and he seemed to really have an interest in making people’s lives better. I thought he was pretty good looking, in a refined sort of way. Scarlet was basically a bleached blonde skank that I couldn’t stand to be around for more than five minutes, yo. Rude told me most people felt the same. Honestly, I hoped that when Rufus became President he’d can both Heidegger and Scarlet.

So, that about covers my first couple of months under Turk employment. Rufus had to make a trip for a few weeks so I had to wait even longer for what I really wanted. How can you be so fucking desperate for something you’ve never even had before, man? I had to fly him to Junon so that he could work on things there and he gave me a freakin’ crotch rub during the trip. I damned near flew the chopper into some power lines. He promised me that when he finished in Junon he’d send for me to come get him and we’d spend a night together in his suit. I can’t tell you how damned excited that made me because I knew what was probably going to happen when I spent the night with him.

I waited on pins and needles for the time to go by and when Rufus called me to tell me to come and get him, I practically jumped for joy. The truth is, I could have screwed someone or been screwed by someone as many times as I wanted by then, but the thought of topping never really turned me on and I’d promised the boss he’d be the first one I ever bottomed with, yo. The problem was I was pushy by nature—which I’m told isn’t a typical thing for Ukes. Hell, Rude told me he’s met less pushy Semes. I could buy that. After all, Rude wasn’t a pushy guy and Rufus was more of the patient authoritative sort.

Yo, if I do break the stereotypes I’d say it must be a good thing, ‘cause my pushiness always got me what I wanted, even if it took a while. You can’t get what you want just laying on your back and waiting for it, man. I’d made up my mind that one way or another, Rufus was gonna fuck me the night I went to meet him in Junon.

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-To be continued