Thanks for the memories

“Thanks for the Memories”
A Reno fanfiction
Chapter 7: “Training the fox”
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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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Okay, so the last time I said I was determined to sleep—well, not “sleep” but you get what I mean—with Rufus, yo. If you know me even a little you know I ain’t lying about that. I’m probably one of the horniest guys on the face of Gaia and when I want a good screw I get it, one way or the other. Doesn’t matter that at the time I had no idea what the difference was between a “good screw” and a “bad screw”. The bald truth was that I wanted Rufus inside of me and I was through with waiting.

Rude went with me for added security. That was fucking hilarious…he’d never flown before and I couldn’t resist having a little fun with him when we took off. If you only could have seen the look on his face though…you’d have laughed too.

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“You okay partner?” Reno asked the bald man sitting in the seat next to him.

Rude nodded curtly, his jaw tense and his white-knuckled hands gripped the sides of his seat.

“Take it easy, man. We’ve barely gotten off the ground and you’re acting like we’re gonna crash in a ball of flames at any minute.” Reno chuckled and shook his head. It was a little weird to see his normally stoic, fearless partner so rattled. It was hard for someone like Reno—who’d dreamed of flying since he was a child—to understand the fears of someone like Rude—who preferred to keep his feet on the ground.

“I’m fine,” Rude insisted tightly. He was staring straight ahead, his brown eyes frozen in place behind his designer shades.

Reno bit his lip. “If you say so.” He grinned slyly as an idea came to him.

~Man, I really shouldn’t. He’s practically green as it is. Oh hell, I can’t resist. I’m going to hell for this.~

Reno tapped the gauges and frowned with fabricated alarm. “Oh, shit!”

Rude looked at him with an expression fit for a horror movie. “’Oh shit’ WHAT? What’s wrong?”

Reno looked sidelong at him. He cracked a grin and shook with silent laughter and Rude caught on that he was messing with him.

“Don’t DO that!” Rude snapped, “Man, I thought my heart was going to explode.”

“Aw, I’m sorry,” Reno soothed, still smiling at him. “I just thought a joke might lighten things up. Here, let me make it better, yo.”

Rude’s jaw dropped as Reno leaned over and dropped a hand between his legs.

“What the hell…RENO, CONCENTRATE ON FLYING, MAN!”

Reno kept his other hand on the stick and kept the chopper steadily climbing at a smooth angle. “I’ve got it under control, baby. You’ve gotta relax and enjoy the ride.”

Rude was too petrified to take his hands off of the edges of his seat and stop Reno’s massaging hand. “You’re crazy, you know that?” he gasped.

“Hey, if I can fly while getting a hand-job, I can do it while giving one too.” Reno leaned further over, pulled the noise reduction headphones aside and nibbled the larger man’s hoop-bedecked earlobe, keeping one eye on his trajectory while he fondled his partner.

“The boss gave you—?” Rude couldn’t finish the question. Even through his terror, he couldn’t ignore the pleasure of Reno’s skilled touch and he hardened under the redhead’s ministrations.

“Yeah, ain’t he a kinky bastard?” Reno purred loudly enough to be heard over the sound of the engine. “Are your ears popping, partner? I can fix that for you.” He tongued the bald man’s ear, making him groan softly.

“Oh hell…we’re gonna die,” Rude gasped as Reno temporarily lost his concentration and the chopper banked off to the west.

“Oops,” Reno said when he noticed what he was doing. He righted it and set it back on course, shrugging lightly at the other Turk. “My bad. Here, I’ll set it on auto-pilot now that I’ve got her back on course. Just calm down, yo.”

“What the hell are you doing?” Rude asked as the redhead flipped some switches and began to unbuckle his seatbelt and crawl onto his lap. “Dude…fly the damn chopper!”

Reno snickered as he straddled his terrified partner. “Yo, I’ve got to get you in the air more often, man. This is the most talkative you’ve ever been!”

“Reno, can’t this wait for when we’re on the ground again?” Rude asked, his hands still glued to the seat. He groaned in spite of himself when the redhead deftly undid his pants and reached in to grope him.

“Nah, this is the first chance I’ve ever had to get a good feel,” Reno said unapologetically. “You always stop me from doing it. Now you can’t stop me and you’re all mine, big guy.” He cut off the bigger man’s next protest with a heated kiss, darting his tongue in and out of his mouth in a teasing manner until Rude reciprocated and returned the kiss. “I knew it,” Reno said huskily when he worked his partner’s dick out of his pants. “You really are a big guy.”

Rude’s paralyzing fear began to lessen in the face of arousal as Reno’s talented hand stroked his sex to hardness. He warily released the seat and placed his hands on the redhead’s hips, returning his kisses and groaning. He kept his eyes shut, not wanting to see the sky or the landscape beneath them through the window. He hoped Reno was really doing this because he knew what he was doing and not because he was out of his fucking mind.

“You sure it’s safe?” Rude asked for piece of mind.

“Yo, if I thought we’d crash, I wouldn’t be doing this,” Reno assured him. He gripped the darker man’s cock more firmly and stroked up and down along the length in a steady rhythm. Rude’s hand instinctively sought out the bulge in the redhead’s trousers and he began to reciprocate the stimulation, making Reno moan softly.

It only took a few minutes for Rude to forget that they were in the air; Reno was so good with his hands. He wanted to ravage his partner’s gasping lips and devour the soft skin of his throat and chest. Their movements became erratic and a little desperate as the pleasure and lust grew between them. Rude unbuttoned Reno’s shirt and yanked it open. He kissed and licked his partner’s throat and chest while he moved on to undo his pants. He thrust himself in and out of Reno’s stroking hand, getting closer and closer to orgasm. The redhead seemed to sense it and he reached down with his other hand to squeeze the base of his cock, stalling the climax to make the encounter last longer.

“Reno…baby,” Rude groaned, unaware of what he was even saying. He’d never been with anyone that got him this excited before. It was so hard to concentrate and control himself and he was at a point now where he’d be willing to hold Rufus down to finalize the deal his partner had made with the man, just so he could finally have the opportunity to have the redhead too.

“Never…thought you’d be the sort to call anyone ‘baby’,” Reno gasped with a smirk, undulating his hips as his partner freed his sex and started stroking it. They hit some turbulence and the helicopter lurched. Rude abruptly stopped what he was doing and held onto the sides of his seat again for dear life. “It’s okay,” Reno soothed when the turbulence ended, “that happens sometimes, man. We just got a little up-draft, is all.” He kissed his partner’s pale lips and kept stroking him. Rude eventually relaxed again and resumed his massage of Reno’s groin.

The bald man suddenly took Reno by surprise when he gently removed the redhead’s hand from his cock and wrapped one big hand around both their jutting organs, pushing them against each other and holding them that way. Reno grinned at him and reached down to alternately tease the tip of his cock and the tip of Rude’s. They both moaned and Rude began to stroke his hand up and down slowly while Reno stimulated the glans. The redhead bit his bottom lip and struggled to hold down his rising whimpers of need as the sensations brought him closer to shooting his load.

“Rude…I’m getting close,” Reno gasped, closing his eyes and furrowing his brow.

Rude grunted in response and sped up his strokes, making the smaller man buck his hips restlessly and make those intoxicating sounds of sexual pleasure that were so gratifying. “Come with me,” Rude panted, kissing his partner’s moaning mouth. The sounds tearing out of the redhead’s pale throat grew louder with each second, driving Rude to the verge of losing what cool he had left and yanking his pants off to fuck him then and there. “Damn, you’re sexy,” Rude groaned, clenching his jaw as he felt his balls tightening up.

Just before Rude started to come, Reno shouted raggedly and went tense. Rude felt the smaller man’s cock spasm against his and he looked down and watched as the organ rhythmically spurted cum between them. The sight made him lose it and he hissed his partner’s name as his orgasm struck and his own semen mingled with Reno’s. He didn’t even care that they’d gotten some of it on his shirt—all that existed for him was the sound of his partner’s helpless gasps and the intimate feel of him coming against him.

Reno’s strength bled out with his spunk. He collapsed on top of his partner, putting his arms around his neck for support as he rested his head on his shoulder. Rude rubbed his back with firm, soothing hands and nuzzled his hair, his hot breath fanning his ear as he recovered. They stayed like that for a while, until a transmission came through that startled Reno out of his half-asleep daze.

“Reno, do you copy?” It was Rufus.

Reno re-adjusted his headphones and pulled the mic down over his mouth, switching it on. “Yeah boss, loud and clear.” His tone was casual and light, despite what he’d just finished doing with his partner.

“What’s your status?” Rufus asked.

Reno twisted in Rude’s lap to look at the gauges and check the heading and time. “We’re passing over the mountains right now, Sir. I’d estimate we’ll be landing in Junon sometime in the next half hour, yo.”

“Excellent. When you arrive, come to my hotel and check in at the counter. I’ve arranged a suite next to mine for your partner.”

Reno looked at Rude and he could tell that the big man was suddenly uncomfortable—whether it was because they’d just finished jacking each other off on the way to pick up the man he knew had claims on Reno, or because he didn’t like the idea of sleeping in the suite next to them.

Reno suppressed a sigh. “You got it, boss. We’ll see you soon.” He cut the transmission and searched the utility compartment for some tissues. He studied Rude as he started cleaning off the mess they’d made. “You okay, man?”

Rude shrugged, uncertain of how to answer the question. “I feel…guilty.”

Reno frowned at him as he helped him tuck his impressive package back into his pants. “Guilty? Why?”

“’Cause you’re saving yourself for him and he’s my boss. You’ve gotta admit, this is a pretty strange arrangement we’ve got going, Red.” Rude swallowed as those deft hands handled his spent cock and he felt a warning tingle in his groin. He relaxed when Reno finished and zipped his pants back up.

“You really think guys like us are meant for a “normal” relationship?” Reno asked, his tourmaline colored eyes serious. He tucked himself back into his pants and straightened his clothes while he waited for the answer.

“Good point,” Rude agreed, “but I still think I should have waited—“

“Look,” Reno interrupted, “I’ve got reasons for my feelings for the boss that I can’t even put into words, man. Just trust me, you haven’t done a damn thing wrong and there ain’t a thing we’ve done that he’d have a problem with. He’s probably already figured it out, yo. His deal is that he gets to call the shots and he already laid out the rules for me. If this is gonna be a problem between us you might as well tell me now so I can start getting over you, man.”

Rude stared at him. ~Getting over me? Does that mean our fooling around sometimes is more than just…fooling around…to him?~

“Why don’t you just tell me what you want, first?” Rude suggested.

Reno gave him one of his foxy smiles. “What do I want? You. Him. Tseng, too. Maybe anyone else that comes along and gets me hot like you three do, who knows? Maybe that makes me a big man-slut but I’m just being honest with you. At the end of the day though, you guys are my family, got it?”

Rude considered the information silently for a while as Reno waited patiently for his reaction. He’d never been in an exclusive relationship and most of his sexual encounters until Reno were with people he didn’t feel any real affection for. With that in mind, Rude decided he really didn’t have the right to judge his partner’s wants and Reno had, after all, been honest with him about it. The alternative was to not have the redhead that way at all and Rude didn’t know if he could work closely with him with that sort of unrequited desire hanging over his head.

“I think I can learn to live with that,” Rude promised, squeezing the slimmer man affectionately. “You’re too wild for one man to handle alone anyhow. Might take some getting used to but…well…you know.”

Reno smirked. “I do?” He teased, but yeah, he knew what Rude was trying to say. He rubbed the tip of his nose against the bald man’s for a moment and kissed him lightly. “Good, so I get to keep my teddy bear, yo?”

Rude sighed but his annoyance was transparent. “Yeah, whatever. Just don’t call me that in public, man.”

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“You look nervous,” Rude observed as he and Reno signed in at the desk and he noticed the redhead’s hand trembling.

“Anxious, yo,” Reno corrected. “Frustrated, too. I’ll deal. So, are you going straight up to your suite or are you going to bum around town for a while?”

“Bum around,” Rude shrugged. “I’ll have my cell turned on if you need me for anything.” He reached out and patted the smaller man on the shoulder. “See you tomorrow, partner.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow.” Reno watched him walk away and hoped he was really as cool with this whole thing as he acted. As easily as they fell into the routine together, he still hadn’t known the bald man for long enough to read him all the time.

~He knows how things are. Maybe I shouldn’t worry and just let the big guy adjust, yo. Not everyone’s like me.~

Deciding that there was no point in worrying himself over it now, Reno asked the desk clerk where the elevators were and went on his way to see his boss—who would hopefully become his lover by the end of the night.

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The last thing that Reno expected when he entered Rufus’ suite was to find his boss wearing a pair of stonewashed gray jeans and a wintergreen, long-sleeved sweater. Even more surprising were the sneakers on the blonde’s feet. He looked like a normal—albeit very handsome—college student.

“Uh, sir?” Reno said cautiously, letting his EMR slip out of his jacket sleeve and into his waiting hand. He cast a suspicious look around the large, extravagant lounge area of the suite, his first theories being that either the Rufus standing in front of him was a startlingly accurate fake or that someone was holding his beloved boss hostage and had forced him to dress like a commoner.

The man standing in the center of the room sipped his cocktail and raised a pale eyebrow at Reno. His lips curved into a sensual smile that was unmistakably Rufus Shinra’s. “You can put that away, Fox. I realize my attire isn’t what you’re used to seeing me in, but I assure you nothing’s amiss. Relax.”

Reno regarded the blonde with wary eagerness, finding the clothing ensemble more than a little appealing on his boss. It made him look more approachable. The way the jeans hugged the long muscles of his legs and thighs, coupled with the way the snug-fitting sweater accented his lean, athletic torso…Reno didn’t even realize he was losing his grip on the handle of his weapon until it fell from his grasp and dangled by the strap connecting it to his wrist brace.

~I should say something instead of standing here staring. Shit, am I drooling? Why is he dressed like that and why the hell doesn’t he do it more often? Yo, I never knew he had such a hot body…those damn suits of his cover it all up! I knew he had a nice chest but that’s all I’ve ever seen before…shit…I’ve already got a hard-on. He’s staring at me too. Dammit Reno, snap out of it!~

“Hemm…so boss,” Reno tried to get his tongue to function but it felt like it had swelled up to twice its size in his mouth. “Wussah…your clothes?”

Rufus frowned in concentration as he tried to interpret what his subordinate was trying to say. He held back a smile, pleased that his hunch concerning Reno’s weaknesses paid off. “Not to sound cliché Reno, but has the cat got your tongue?” Rufus said in a lightly teasing tone. He’d been aware for some time that the redhead preferred casual clothing, but he hadn’t expected such a dramatic reaction to the sight of him in them.

Reno’s throat worked as he swallowed and tried again to speak coherently. “I don’t get it, Sir. Maybe it’s just because I’m always seeing you in the office but this is a totally new look for you.”

Rufus walked over to the bar and mixed another drink for himself, as well as one for Reno. “Believe it or not, I don’t live in a business suit,” he said with amused patience, glancing up at his companion with a smirk before turning his attention back to his task. “Sometimes it helps to examine how things are going in the cities I help govern if I’m…less conspicuous. If I go out dressed like an important man at all times, people pay attention to me and recognize me. If I look like the average man, I can observe without distraction.”

He finished mixing the drinks and crossed the room to the foyer where Reno still stood as if his feet were glued to the polished wooden floor. He offered one of the drinks to the Turk and when Reno took it, he clinked his glass against it. “Besides,” Rufus finished after taking a swallow; “I find it more comfortable to dress casually at times. Don’t you?”

“Well, yeah…but you…you’re…” Reno struggled to put his thoughts into words and he downed half of his drink in one swallow, willing his crotch to go down or at least stop aching. It had been a while since he’d had such an immediate and powerful reaction to the sight of someone.

“Do you think it looks foolish on me, Reno?” Rufus questioned, smiling slightly as he examined him with piercing gray eyes.

Reno nearly choked on his drink. He coughed and shook his head rapidly. “No way! It looks fucking great on you! Uh…sir. I guess I’m just not used to it yet.”

Rufus chuckled softly. “Why don’t you come and sit with me at the bar, Reno? We can discuss everything you’ve been up to while I’ve been away.”

Reno winced inwardly, knowing that there was some hidden meaning in that statement. Rufus knew that something was going on between he and Rude. While he’d made it pretty clear that he didn’t mind him forming intimate relationships within the Turks, Rufus might not trust him to have honored the one restriction he’d placed. He followed his boss to the bar and took a seat in the chair-stool beside him.

“I’ve been fooling around with Rude, yo.” He said it before he could even try to think of a decent way to word it and he could have kicked himself.

Rufus nodded. “I expected as much. Don’t look so concerned, Reno. We agreed on an open relationship and that’s exactly what you and I have. I’m certain you haven’t broken your promise to me.”

Reno unfastened the strap connecting his weapon to his wrist and set the rod on the bar. He looked at the blonde man sidelong and murmured, “How can you be sure I haven’t broken it, Sir?” He was treading thin ice with that comment but he wanted to test and see if Rufus’ senses were as sharp as they seemed to be.

Rufus stared at him with narrowed, studious eyes. Reno began to fidget unconsciously under the intense stare. The VP smiled arrogantly and shrugged, taking another sip of his drink.

“You’ve honored your promise to me, little fox,” Rufus said after setting his glass down on the surface of the bar. “How can I tell? You betray yourself with every motion, glance and breath. I can feel the heat of frustration radiating from you like a living thing. If Rude had taken you between our last meeting together and now, you wouldn’t be this restless. Why, the way your breath is quickening right this moment says more than any verbal confessions.”

Suddenly, Rufus felt a change in Reno’s demeanor and he realized he might have pushed the bar too much in his efforts to lure the redhead into a state of heightened frustration. Reno was a hot-blooded young man—he was free-spirited, vigorous and full of lusty passion. Rufus had wanted him to be not only willing but also desperate for it when he took him to his bed, but now the redhead was staring at him with a decidedly predatory look in his sea-green eyes.

Reno felt his blood burning with need and he decided then and there that his waiting was coming to an end, even if he had to make use of his alternative plan to make it happen. “That’s it,” he groaned, sliding off of his bar chair and climbing onto the VP’s to straddle his lap before Rufus could do more than widen his eyes. He pressed his mouth hard against Rufus’ and slid his fingers into his hair, tugging it enough to make the blonde man wince and hold his head still.

Rufus instinctively tensed, not expecting this amount of aggression from the redhead. Reno had always been assertive and submissive at once; creating a delightful paradox that drove him mad with desire. The way he was acting now made Rufus wonder if he was entertaining thoughts of trying to take on the role of the seme just to end his frustration. However, the Turk kissed him in that inviting way he always did; teasing his lips with his tongue and offering his mouth to him, rather than trying to dominate with it. Rufus responded to the kiss and thrust his tongue past the redhead’s parted lips. Reno’s soft, desperate moan was rewarding and it prompted the VP to cup his ass and squeeze it.

Reno reached behind and caught the hands that were cupping his backside. He nibbled and licked at Rufus’ lips to stall the inquiry the other man tried to make and he threaded his fingers through his and guided his hands down to the sides. He purred into Rufus’ mouth and rocked back and forth in his lap, rubbing the bulge of their erections together to further distract him.

~Now you’re all mine, you fucking tease!~

Rufus went utterly still as he felt the handcuffs snap shut around both wrists and bind him to his own bar chair. “Reno, what on Gaia—“

“You’re fucking me tonight, boss,” Reno said with an uncharacteristically severe look in his eyes. “If I have to figure it all out for myself and ride your cock with you cuffed to this barstool, you’re gonna fuck me. I don’t care if it gets me fired, punished or whatever. You can’t wake it up like that and…and…just leave me high and dry!”

Rufus could only stare at him in astonishment for a moment and Reno stared right back, stubbornly holding his gaze with his arms crossed over his chest. Finally, the Vice President began to laugh. He laughed with more feeling than he’d ever laughed with in his life and Reno grinned a little but kept his gaze stern and insistent.

“If…if I’d have known you were THIS ready for it,” Rufus said between chuckles, “I never would have waited for so long. Ahh, Reno…there really is no-one else like you on the Planet.” He caught his breath and looked at the pouting redhead with genuine affection in his eyes. “You really do have more nerve than the entire ShinRa army, do you know that?”

“Yeah, people keep telling me that, yo.” Reno didn’t budge from his lap and his arms were still crossed petulantly over his chest. “Don’t change the subject, Sir. I know you want me so now the question is are you gonna stop stalling and fuck me tonight or do I have to do it for you?”

“I’d be interested to see how you would manage to fuck yourself, Reno.” Rufus was barely able to control his mirth, even though his groin was throbbing with need as strong as his subordinate’s.

Reno growled a little with frustration. “Yo, you know what I meant!”

Rufus reigned in his amusement and excitement, forcing himself to sober. “Yes, I know what you meant, Fox. The answer is yes.” His steely eyes grew hot as they stared directly into his. “I absolutely intend to fuck you tonight. Why do you think I was really dressed this way, after all?”

Reno tilted his head. “So you dressed like that for me?”

“I’m afraid so,” Rufus admitted. “It was part of my seduction plans for you this evening. I thought you might feel more relaxed if I looked less like an executive. I haven’t actually dressed like this since my prep school days.”

Reno smiled slowly, flattered by the effort. He leaned in to nibble Rufus’ lips. “Mmm, that’s kind of hot, boss. So college boy, you’re really going to fuck me?” He dragged his mouth across the VP’s cheek and tugged his earlobe with his teeth.

“Yes,” Rufus said a little breathlessly.

“Promise?” Reno insisted, nibbling the sensitive lobe.

“Oh, yes,” Rufus groaned, pushing his hips up to grind himself between the redhead’s thighs. “I’ll need the use of my hands to make you scream the way I intend to, of course.”

Reno practically melted at those words. “You got it, baby.” Without further procrastination, he searched his pockets until he found the keys to the cuffs and he freed Rufus from the chair with desperate haste.

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So that was the first time I tried using my slight-of-hand skills that way. I wasn’t sure it would work because Rufus is usually so aware of everything and the man is hard to take by surprise. Later on down the line I played around with that technique more and found out it was pretty damn fun to be the one in charge even when I was the one getting fucked…but I’m getting ahead of myself now.

Rufus took me into his bedroom after I let him out of the chair and he paid me back good for cuffing him like that. I never understood the phrase “hurts so good” until he started working me over in the bedroom.

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“Strip.”

Reno looked at his boss, who had taken his shoes off and was reclined fully clothed on the bed. Rufus raised his eyebrows expectantly and the redhead shrugged and began to comply. He took his time doing it, thinking he’d make Rufus wait a little, now that he had him where he wanted him. First he slowly shrugged out of his jacket and dropped it on the designer chase lounge by the door. After that, he put his back to Rufus and bent over to take his shoes off. He thought he heard an indrawn breath and he glanced covertly to see that Rufus’ eyes were on his ass. Reno smirked and pushed his shoes under the lounge before straightening up and turning around to face the boss again.

Rufus watched with intrigued eyes as his employee gave him a strip show. He couldn’t be sure if Reno’s slow, sensual motions were on purpose or subconsciously executed, but they sufficiently quickened his pulse and made the aching desire he already felt grow stronger. The redhead unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way next, running his fingers down the material in a seductive glide from one button to the next. He slid the shirt off his left shoulder first, watching Rufus with hot tourmaline eyes as he pulled his arm out of the sleeve and then let the garment slide off of his other shoulder. Rufus was growing restless and it was difficult to resist squirming impatiently as Reno’s lithe-muscled chest, stomach and arms were fully revealed to him for the first time.

Reno freed his hair from the band holding it in the ponytail and he forced himself not to rush as he unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his slacks. He noticed that Rufus licked his lips as he grasped the zipper and began to slowly drag it down, and Reno couldn’t contain a crooked grin.

“Just come here,” Rufus said huskily, finally losing the battle of patience. Reno chuckled softly and obeyed. As soon as the redhead was close enough, Rufus reached out and hooked each of his index fingers into his belt loops and tugged firmly, making Reno lose his balance and fall face-down across his lap. The little yelp of surprise from Reno made the blonde grin. He positioned the redhead so that his pelvis was pressing against his thighs and his bottom was sticking up, then he tugged Reno’s pants down and pulled them off, dropping them unceremoniously to the floor.

Reno propped himself up on his elbows and looked over his shoulder at him, noticing the way Rufus’ admiring gaze settled on his bare ass. “You gonna give me a spanking now, boss?”

Rufus gave him a smile that made goose bumps spring up on his skin. “Why don’t you reach out and open the drawer on the nightstand closest to you, Fox?”

Reno didn’t hesitate, but when he caught a glimpse of what was in the drawer his jaw dropped. “Uh, wow boss…that’s a lot of…stuff.”

“Of course,” Rufus answered casually. “I’d like you to give me the lubricant, cock strap and finger massager, please.”

Reno hesitated for a brief moment, swallowing as he realized he might have bitten off more than he could chew.

“I’m waiting, Reno.” Rufus’ voice was soft and patient but there was a subtle undertone that said he wouldn’t tolerate disobedience.

Reno shivered, his erection throbbing with anticipation against the blonde’s thighs despite the faint wariness he felt. He stretched out and peered into the drawer, unsure of what exactly he was looking for since he’d never perused sex toys before. He felt Rufus’ hands possessively stroke his ass and the backs of his thighs and the sensual pleasure of the touch was distracting. He found a plastic squeeze bottle labeled as water-based personal lubricant and he took it out and laid it on the bed within his companion’s reach.

He didn’t recognize half of the items in there and he had to use his imagination as he studied them and guess their purpose. He found an adjustable leather strap and he assumed that was the cock strap. He pulled it out and set it next to the lube, then tried to locate the finger massager. “Uh, boss…this is probably a stupid question, but am I looking for something that’s supposed to massage your fingers or some kind of vibrator shaped like a finger?”

Rufus pinched his lips to hold back a chuckle. He kept forgetting that despite his natural sensuality, Reno was still unaccustomed to the use of toys. “It’s actually a small vibrator that fits over the finger. It’s made of silicone like the other vibrators and it has an adjustable band around the base to secure it to the finger.”

Reno shivered again, having a vague idea of what such a device could be used for. ~I’ve got a bad feeling I’m going to end up screaming before the night’s finished, yo.~ The thought was reinforced as he spotted what he thought was the item Rufus described. It was dark green in color and had a bumpy texture over the tip, where the pad of the finger it sheathed would be. He picked it up and looked over his shoulder at Rufus. “Is this it?”

“Yes, that’s it,” Rufus confirmed, reaching out to take it from him.

Reno closed the drawer and shifted nervously, the material of Rufus’ jeans rubbing against his cock and making it dribble precum. “What do you want me to do now, Sir?” he asked huskily, torn between uncertainty and lust.

Rufus caressed the redhead’s firm, silken bottom and admired the fair pigment of it. “Roll a little onto your side, first.”

Reno did so and he looked down to watch his employer’s hand curl around his erection. He licked his lips and made himself hold still as the hand stroked his length a couple of times before retreating, only to return with the other hand, holding the cock strap. Reno swallowed nervously as the hands slipped the loose ring of leather over his shaft and pushed it down to the base before tightening it until it was almost uncomfortable and snapping it with efficient familiarity.

“How does that feel, Reno? Not too tight, I hope?” Rufus’ breath tickled the redhead’s ear and his lips caressed his neck.

“It’s sort of snug but it ain’t pinching or anything, yo.” Reno assumed that if it was too tight it would be painful.

“Good,” Rufus purred. He gripped the restrained prick and stroked it for a moment, taking delight in the redhead’s soft, eager moans. “Do you know how hard it is for me to take my time with this, Fox?” Rufus murmured hotly against his companion’s neck. He sucked the spot under his jaw and milked his cock a little faster.

“Yeah,” Reno panted in agreement, “hard. That’s…about what I’m thinking, Sir.”

Rufus smiled and forced himself to stop petting his alluring companion. “Roll back onto your stomach now, Reno.” He parted his thighs a bit as the redhead obeyed and he slid a hand beneath Reno’s hips and grasped his erection to position it so that it was trapped between his thighs. He closed his legs and clenched his thigh muscles, making the Turk gasp as the tightening thighs squeezed his sex.

Reno was so enthralled by the sensation of his companion’s thighs squeezing him that he was taken completely by surprise when the man’s palm cracked smartly against his left butt cheek. He yelped and gave a start, but Rufus’ other hand pressed down against the small of his back to silently warn him to be still and he tensed and did his best to obey. His other cheek received a loud pop and he groaned. Rufus did it again and again, switching between cheeks with each smooth slap until they were both hot and tingling from the punishment. Reno began to unconsciously hump his boss’s lap, his cock twitching helplessly.

~I’ve gotta be twisted to be getting off on this! Why the hell does spanking hurt and feel good at the same time?~

He deduced it had to have something to do with the chemistry he and the boss shared. Reno was pretty damned sure he wouldn’t be getting hot over it if someone like his old loan shark were doing this to him. He groaned his tormentor’s name and began to beg without even realizing it.

“What have you learned tonight, Fox?” Rufus said as he finally paused.

Reno was too horny and confused to understand the question. “S-Sir?”

Rufus rubbed the blushing globes under his hands in soothing, circular motions. “What do you think you did tonight to incur this punishment?” He elaborated.

Reno caught on to what he was insinuating and he smirked and craned his neck to look over his shoulder at him. “Oh yeah…I cuffed you. Sorry boss, I won’t do it again unless you tell me to, yo.”

Satisfied with the answer, Rufus squeezed the tempting, reddened mounds he fondled and nodded approvingly. “Apology accepted. Now I want you to lie down and relax as much as possible for me.”

Reno turned back around and crossed his forearms over one another. He intended to rest his cheek on them but Rufus suddenly pushed one of the pillows to him. He gave his boss a grateful grin and dragged the pillow over, turning his head to the side and resting it on it. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down. His whole pelvis felt like it was swelling with his need and the hot throbbing in his ass from the earlier spanking only made it worse. He felt Rufus moving around and he heard him pop the cap open on the lube. He involuntarily flinched when he felt his companion’s slick fingers press against his sphincter and he muttered an apology and held as still as he could.

The questing fingers gently rubbed the gel into the skin surrounding his virgin ring and the young Turk instinctively rotated his hips with encouragement. He heard a swift intake of breath from Rufus, followed by; “You really are amazing, Reno.” He smiled at the encouragement and kept moving against his companion’s stroking fingers invitingly. They withdrew for a moment and he heard the plastic bottle make a farting sound that almost caused him to laugh. He didn’t get a chance to express his amusement because the fingers returned with a fresh coating of lube and one of them pressed into his sphincter until it gave. Reno grunted and his eyes popped open as the digit slid inside of him.

“R-Rufus,” the redhead groaned, tensing at the intrusion.

The VP reached out with his free hand and stroked the vivid hair straggling down Reno’s pale back. “Shhh, stay relaxed for me, little fox. It won’t be uncomfortable for very long.” The redhead’s tension eased a little and he pushed his finger in more deeply, careful not to use too much force. “So tight,” Rufus observed aloud as the muscles of Reno’s ass squeezed his exploring finger. The thought of how good it was going to feel to sheath his cock in that tight heat was enough to make him breathless. He pushed his finger in up to the knuckle and then slowly withdrew to do it again. Reno’s whimpers and moans grew in frequency and volume as Rufus manipulated his body to adjust it.

When he felt the resistance lessen enough, he allowed his middle finger to join and he paid careful attention to Reno’s body language and the sounds he made. For a few moments, the Turk’s body quivered and clenched around the penetrating digits but Reno didn’t voice any complaints. On the contrary, he was already rocking back and forth in the blonde’s lap, his trapped cock twitching between Rufus’ thighs. Evidently the discomfort wasn’t as strong as the pleasure—or at least, not as strong as Reno’s desire to get past the first stage.

Rufus felt the resistance fade again and he felt around searchingly. It only took him a couple of seconds to locate the spongy, firm lump of his companion’s prostate. He smiled with intrigue as he brushed against it and Reno tensed. The redhead’s gland was more prominent than average and not quite as deep inside.

~Ah, Reno…you’ll be a virtual firebrand in bed with such an easily accessible prostate. I’d almost swear you were put together specifically to be fucked.~

Rufus wanted to tease the spot more, but first he needed to apply his special massager so that he could give maximum pleasure. He withdrew his fingers and Reno whimpered with frustration. “Be patient, little fox,” Rufus murmured, “I’m not leaving you for long. Just lie still and wait.” When the redhead complied, Rufus leaned to the side and reached for the drawer of the other end table. He pulled it out and hastily grabbed the box of wet wipes he’d placed inside, as well as the box of condoms. He wiped his fingers off and slipped the vibrating massager onto his middle finger, then lubed up again.

Reno was about to forget himself and start making demands again when the fingers returned and breached him smoothly. He felt the silicone vibrator encasing Rufus’ middle finger—felt it hum inside of him as the VP started fucking him with his fingers again. He parted his lips and gasped his companion’s name, humping automatically as the combination of pleasure and discomfort overcame his senses yet again.

Rufus moved his exploring fingers inside of him, curling them. Reno felt them press against something inside as they had done briefly before and he went stiff with shocked pleasure. Some part of him understood that it must be his prostate Rufus was stroking, but he’d had an examination once and it sure as hell didn’t feel this good. Before Reno could adjust to the feel of it, the vibrating massager began to rub the spot in slow circles and he arose on his elbows without realizing he was doing it.

“Sh-shit…baby…wh-what are ya doing to me?!” Reno tossed his head and wondered if his pelvis would split apart from the sharp, almost unbearable surges of pleasure.

“Easy, Reno,” Soothed the VP with a smug, satisfied smile. “Be still for me.” He relentlessly stimulated the gland and he didn’t think for one minute that Reno would be capable of obeying him. He clenched his thigh muscles to squeeze the redhead’s leashed cock, thankful that he’d thought to put the strap on to keep him from coming right away. He knew that if he hadn’t done that, Reno would be blowing his load already. The redhead’s tight passage was already having spasms as his body tried to climax.

Reno could hardly comprehend what Rufus was saying. It was too much to take all at once and the unrelieved pressure in his genitals made him break into a sweat and lose his breathing rhythm. He wasn’t able to stay still for his boss but he did his best not to squirm away from the intense massage. “Sir,” he moaned, humping Rufus’ lap mindlessly. He felt the blonde’s erection pressing against his right side through the jeans and he wanted to free it and suck the hell out of it. Rufus kept going and Reno soon ended up biting the pillow to muffle his cries. His body began to shake uncontrollably and his dick began to steadily dribble viscous drops of precum, creating a slowly growing spot of moisture on the inseams of Rufus’ jeans where the organ touched them.

Rufus stroked his subordinate’s fiery hair and breathed heavily with arousal and need as Reno squirmed against his lap and moaned his name over and over again. There was no further significant resistance inside of the redhead’s body and Rufus knew he was ready to be claimed. He procrastinated for a few minutes, savoring the helpless, needy cries that Reno tried to muffle in the pillow and sinuous motions his body went through. Rufus had a spot of dampness on the crotch of his pants from his arousal by the time he could no longer stand any more himself. He stopped his torturous stimulation and stroked Reno’s back with his free hand to calm him down. He carefully withdrew his fingers, removed the massager and again cleaned them with the sterile wipes.

“Reno,” Rufus purred.

The Turk didn’t immediately answer. He was panting and shuddering with unfulfilled need and he was too busy trying to catch his breath to speak.

“Reno? Can you understand me?” Rufus spoke in a gentle, breathy murmur, near his breaking point but unwilling to act on his heightened urges until he could be certain he wouldn’t ruin the encounter.

Reno heard his voice and calmed down enough to comprehend the words. He nodded, releasing the pillow from his teeth and turning his head to the side to suck in sharp, ragged breaths. “God…that was…so fucking intense,” Reno groaned.

Rufus smiled and selected a condom packet from the nearby box. “Wonderful. I want you to change positions for me now. Lay beside me and give yourself a breather.”

Reno lifted his body off of Rufus’ lap with effort, his muscles still twitching from the agonizingly wonderful sensations he’d experienced. He maneuvered his body and the pillow so that he was reclining beside his boss. His flushed cock was still bucking slightly with the thwarted climax from earlier and he parted his thighs to avoid putting pressure on his aching balls. He watched Rufus set a condom packet aside and he licked his lips, frustrated that the VP was still fully clothed.

As if reading his mind, Rufus looked at him sidelong and murmured, “Would you like to take my clothes off for me, Fox?”

“Thought you’d never ask,” panted Reno as he sat up eagerly. He reached out with both hands and grabbed the hem of the blonde’s sweater, yanking it up so abruptly that Rufus was momentarily trapped in the garment. He ignored the muffled curse of surprise from his boss and pulled the sweater over his head, throwing it across the room when he got it over his arms and head. “Rufus,” he groaned as he dropped his hands to his waist and tugged the fly of his jeans down. He kissed the VP hungrily, his hands trembling as they popped the button and pulled at the pants.

Rufus grabbed Reno’s busy hands and murmured; “Steady, Reno. My clothes won’t magically re-appear on my body if they aren’t taken off quickly enough.”

“I just want ‘em off, baby,” Reno moaned.

Rufus didn’t argue with that. He lifted his hips and helped Reno to pull his pants and underwear off. The look that the redhead gave him once he was naked nearly made Rufus come undone.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” Reno gasped. He snatched the condom from the spot where it was laying on the bed and tore the packet open. “Yo, how do I put this on you?” His disheveled bangs had fallen over his sea-green eyes and he stared at Rufus through the strands of hair with aching desperation.

For a moment the VP couldn’t answer. ~Hades’ curse, I’ve never met a virgin this damned uninhibited before! For that matter, I’ve rarely been with experienced men that have his zest and appeal.~ When he found his voice, it came out rough-sounding. “Here, I’ll show you.”

Rufus guided the Turk’s hands and showed him how to pinch the tip of the condom and roll it onto his rigid flesh. When Reno impulsively tried to climb on top of him, Rufus huffed a laugh and pushed him back. “We can try that another time, Fox. You’ll hurt yourself if you try to act on impulse without experience.”

Reno groaned with impatience and allowed his boss to guide him back into a reclining position. He fidgeted while he watched Rufus squirt a substantial glob of lube into his hand and smear it over his condom-clad dick. When the VP finished and rolled onto him, Reno instinctively spread his thighs and put his arms around him. “Hurry,” he begged hotly.

“One moment,” Rufus insisted. He reached out and dragged the pillow he’d been using down, instructing Reno to lift his ass. When the redhead complied, Rufus worked the pillow underneath his bottom to keep his pelvis lifted. He then grabbed hold of Reno’s legs by the back of his knees and propped them on his shoulders. Looking down at the gasping young man, Rufus supported himself on one elbow and reached between their bodies to release Reno’s cock from its restraint. The young Turk moaned with relief when the constriction around his sex eased.

“Do you want it, Reno?” Rufus murmured as he positioned himself and pressed the tip of his readied sex against the redhead’s waiting entrance.

Reno clenched his teeth and hissed, “Sir, that’s a stupid question, yo. Come on…fuck me already!”

Rufus was again momentarily stunned. He’d teased lovers to distraction and somewhat angry responses before but once again, Reno was the only virgin he’d ever known to respond with such raw, carnal honesty. He’d wanted to hear the redhead ask for it and this response was even better.

“I aim to please,” he responded in a low, husky tone. He drove his hips forward at an angle and penetrated his lithe companion. He arched over Reno and kissed his parted lips as the redhead groaned, thrusting his tongue into his mouth to muffle the sound. He could tell he stroked the gland on the very first pass by the way Reno arched his back and trembled.

At first, Reno was tempted to beg Rufus to stop. His untried body resisted the thicker invasion of the blonde man’s sex even though it had adjusted to the intrusion of his fingers earlier. He felt himself stretch alarmingly as Rufus eased deeper and deeper inside of him, stroking his prostate slowly with the first thrust. It felt good and hurt at the same time—the conflict of sensation bewildered the redhead and all he could do was grunt the VP’s name and close his eyes. Suddenly he was thankful that Rufus wasn’t going to town on him right away and he realized the wisdom in the man’s “teasing” ministrations from earlier. Foreplay existed for a reason and he had no doubt that he’d have been in more pain than pleasure if Rufus hadn’t taken such measures to get him ready.

Rufus pulled back and then slid forward again, his cock sliding firmly against Reno’s internal gland in the process. The Turk grabbed his companion’s ass and moaned throatily, lifting his hips with eager invitation as pleasure gained the upper hand again quickly.

“Reno,” gasped the VP as he repeated the motions carefully. Rufus knew then that he could never deliberately hurt his fox, even if he ever did something to deserve it. “I’ve…needed you…for so long,” he finished, thrusting again and making the Turk moan. He kissed the sinfully tempting lips of his new lover and started to pump steadily. He felt Reno’s stiff cock rubbing against his belly as he moved over him and he wanted to make him come by his thrusts alone.

“Try to tilt your hips,” Rufus panted, “so that…your angled up more.”

Reno did his best to comply and the next thrust made his vision blur with pleasure. “Aaahh…ohhh…R-Rufus,” he cried, gripping the blonde’s ass roughly with encouragement.

Compelled by the redhead’s enthralling actions and the feel of his snug passage squeezing him, Rufus pumped harder and faster. He licked the salty dew of perspiration from Reno’s throat and realized after a moment that he was moaning just as loudly as his companion. It took a lot to shake Rufus Shinra’s composure, whether it was in the bedroom or in physical confrontation. The feel of his fox’s hard, lean body beneath him, coupled with the sounds Reno made and the tight heat of his ass around his cock was too much for Rufus to take.

Rufus began to slam into Reno hard and fast, groaning incoherently and ignoring the sound of the bed banging against the wall. “Reno…oh shit…RENO,” he moaned against the redhead’s ear.

Reno’s response was to nip him on the ear and growl his name shakenly. The Turk’s rigid sex pulsed against Rufus’ sliding abdomen and the slippery spurt of cum that bathed it was all the incentive needed for the VP to let himself go. He cupped Reno’s ass with one hand and yelled as he pushed hard and deep into him and unloaded.

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So I obviously got my cherry popped good and hard that night…which was what I wanted in the first fucking place, yo. I didn’t expect the boss to look at me that way after he came. He just stared down at me with this “Oh no you didn’t” expression on his face. Makes a guy feel pretty damn good on his first run, you know? I was worried that I’d stink my first time, but Rufus was staring at me like I was some kind of lost artifact he’d stumbled across.

We stayed like that for a little while before he pulled out and took the condom off. I was aching something terrible but he had a cure materia handy and he used it on me. Yo, we cleaned up a little afterwards, in case you’re wondering. We were both so slammed from the whole thing we just used the wipes and planned on showering in the morning. He held me after that and just like with Rude, I felt that funny “safe” feeling.

A lot of people don’t really know Rufus Shinra. He ain’t cold and unfeeling like he comes off—he’s just not so good at showing anybody his warmer side if he doesn’t trust them, yo. Anyhow, I got my first real “riding” lesson in the morning before we left Junon. I’ll tell you about that later, though.

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-To be continued