Spring Showers
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
804
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Spring Showers
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or any of its characters/items/locations. It all belongs to SquareSoft/SquareEnix. This here pointless piece of plot is mine though.
Comments: Storms are really good for inspirations. I mean REALLY good. Hell, the majority of my writings probably wouldn’t have been written without the aid of storms.
This takes place after ‘Conversations on the Phone’.
Enjoy!
Warning: NC-17, M/M, Masturbation.
Why, in all that is possible in this world, would you even fucking DREAM of flaming me when your time could be put to better use, like for example, writing your own damn fanfiction! You have been warned.
Reviewing: Is very, very nice. It gives Reno just a slight chance in succeeding in getting another story for him. Plus, it gives fuel to the plot bunnies. Evil plot bunnies, my vampire software isn’t taking care of ‘em fast enough (points to those who know what I’m talking about!).
Special wall of fame thanks too: Riyoko, Birdie, Tyrisha, Korinna, unknown, YoukaiObessed, Sephiroth’s killer, Miss Havok, LadyKasai, kk, Koji Nokemono along with everybody else who have reviewed in the past as well!
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Spring Showers
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Cloud whimpered as thunder cracked above the tall skyscrapers and the hail pounded down, his only protection was the newspaper he had covering his head and it was becoming nothing more then wet muck. His classes were done for the day, thankfully the last one, weapons training, had been dismissed because someone decided to hack off another’s limb and now there were both in hospital (the attacker due to nearly being killed by the victim’s friends).
The hail was coming down harder and Cloud could barley see the streets, he squinted his eyes as he stared up at a building and dimly realised he was blocks away from the apartment. Suddenly, just as the hail had started, it stopped. At least around his body. Cloud blinked and looked up, staring at the exposed belly of an umbrella. A chuckle behind him and he glanced over his shoulder, his blue eyes widening. Red hair, blue eyes, dishevelled suit, devilish grin. Cloud nearly fainted.
“You look a little lost,”
Cloud forced himself to breathe, once, twice, he was going to be okay. The young cadet watched as the Turk before him plucked the now useless newspaper off of his head and tossed it onto the soaking sidewalk. Speaking of soaking, Cloud shivered at the look the Turk gave him, almost as if the man was devouring his body.
The silence between the two was thick. Cloud was silent because he had met the man before on two occasions, both of which he was wearing female clothing and either heavily drugged or in pain because of heels. God he hated heels, Cloud mused, his eyes becoming glossy as he remembered the pain. The red head was quiet because he too remembered both times, although the club episode was just slightly hazy because of the amount of liquor he had consumed that night, but he differently remembered a certain incident that happened not too long ago.
“You want a ride?” Smooth smile, blue eyes gleaming.
Cloud licked his lips and looked around once more. It was still hailing and Cloud really didn’t want to go running through the storm once more especially if his home was quite a number of blocks away. Nodding his blonde head, his clothing starting to cling to his body in uncomfortable ways, Cloud turned to face the red head and rubbed his arms. “Your n-n-name,” Cloud chattered, following the red head to an extremely stylish, extremely expensive, tinted window, black car and paused as the Turk opened the door for him.
The red head paused and smiled silkily. “It’s Reno.”
Zack had told him under no circumstances to get in a car with anybody. Although, now that Cloud thought about it, Zack didn’t say about anything about getting into cars with certain Turks and Cloud licked his lips, sliding into the car, settling on the leather seat, amazed by the interior. His door closed and Cloud ran a shaky hand across the leather seat amazed by the feel of it. He glanced over as Reno slid behind the driver’s seat and the red head paused to meet Cloud’s gaze before turning on the engine, blue eyes fixed on the road.
“Your seats are gonna get ruined.”
Reno glanced over at the blonde and grinned, returning to watch the road. “Probably. If you’re so worried, why not get out of those wet clothes.”
Silence.
“Okay,”
The car suddenly stopped and Reno turned his head, his eyes wide as he stared at the wet blonde. Baby blue eyes stared back at him and the red head stared, his eyes glued as the cadet started pulling off his wet, clingy shirt. Honking behind him and Reno tore his gaze away, speeding into an empty alley and turned the car off. While he had been doing this, Cloud had managed to get the wet shirt off and was peeling off his undershirt, his bare chest exposed as he sat back in the leather chair, meeting Reno’s gaze.
Reno didn’t meet the youth’s gaze. Instead he watched the blonde’s chest, transfixed as water dripped from those blonde spiky locks onto the youth’s skin. He nearly groaned as a small nimble hand drifted from the side of the seat to slide up and softly pinch one of the now tight numbs. Reno almost drooled as he watched that pale back arch from the seat; his eyes fixated as Cloud bucked his hips, eyes fluttering closed as the blonde boy moaned.
The Turk didn’t know what made him do it, perhaps it was the withheld lust for the cadet that made him do it or the fact that if Zack and Sephiroth found out, he’d be a dead man. But when the young cadet switched nipples, Reno dazedly reached out and ran his chilled hand across the youth’s chest, only stopping to pluck at the abandoned nub. Beautiful baby blue snapped open and Reno stopped, his heart pounding as he watched those eyes narrow on him before Cloud tilted his head back, those turquoise eyes closing once more.
Letting out a shaky breath, Reno slowly slid his hand downwards. Past the slightly protruding ribs, past that lightly muscled stomach until his hand rested on Cloud’s belt buckle. “N-n-nnhh” He glanced away from watching his hands and grinned as he met the blonde’s glassy gaze. To say he was surprised when the youth leaned over and softly kissed him was one thing, to say he was went into shock when Cloud unbuckled his own pants and pushed the Turks hand inside would probably be putting it pretty clearly.
Whimper’s filled the car as Reno rubbed his finger along the slit of Cloud’s cock, tormenting the poor blonde until he spread his legs as wide as he could in the small car, softly biting the Turks bottom lip. Reno grinned and kissed the youth, pulling away as his hand moved down and started stroke Cloud’s cock. It had the right effect because the red head watched as Cloud nearly bent over, his narrow hips snapping upwards into the Turks grip, his eyes squeezing shut as he gasped.
Reno wanted to see the blonde cum, he wanted to see what he couldn’t over the phone and he wanted to hear the cadet moan and beg. He was able to watch all of this as Cloud arched his back, his hands clawing at the seat, breath hitching as his eyes opened wide before tensing for one brief moment before skinny hips bucked several more times and Reno felt cum cover his hand. The red head grinned as Cloud finally lapsed on the seat, panting as he pulled his hand out of the youth’s pants.
Cloud turned to face Reno and leaned over, laying soft kisses along the Turks cheek and chin before moving down to lightly lick the red head’s neck.
“Reno,”
The Turk grinned and leaned forward to kiss the blonde’s temples, watching as said blonde lifted his head and gazed at the red head with a vacant, glazed expression. “Reno,”
“That’s my name,” Reno purred, his hand rubbing Cloud’s stomach.
“Reno!”
“Cloud?” The red head asked, blinking at the waving hand in front of his face and glanced over at the now frowning blonde.
“You okay? I said you could drop me off here…”
Reno slowly blinked and looked past Cloud. Yup, it was the apartment complex that Cloud lived in. ‘Along with that possessive bastard,’ His mind grumbled but he ignored it and winked at the now worried cadet. “You should head on up before Zack gets home,”
Baby blue eyes stared at him and Reno watched, a man possessed, as Cloud ducked his head and glanced back at him before turning towards the door and opened it. He blinked as the blonde paused then turned back to him and leaned over, gently pressing a shy, innocent kiss against his lips before fleeing the car for the safety of the apartment.
The Turk stared after the youth before honking behind him reminded him that he needed to move, he leaned over and closed the passenger door before driving off, his mind still focused on that small, sweet kiss.
Cloud paused as he opened the door to the apartment and frowned. ‘How did Reno know Zack wasn’t home?”
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End.
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Comments: Storms are really good for inspirations. I mean REALLY good. Hell, the majority of my writings probably wouldn’t have been written without the aid of storms.
This takes place after ‘Conversations on the Phone’.
Enjoy!
Warning: NC-17, M/M, Masturbation.
Why, in all that is possible in this world, would you even fucking DREAM of flaming me when your time could be put to better use, like for example, writing your own damn fanfiction! You have been warned.
Reviewing: Is very, very nice. It gives Reno just a slight chance in succeeding in getting another story for him. Plus, it gives fuel to the plot bunnies. Evil plot bunnies, my vampire software isn’t taking care of ‘em fast enough (points to those who know what I’m talking about!).
Special wall of fame thanks too: Riyoko, Birdie, Tyrisha, Korinna, unknown, YoukaiObessed, Sephiroth’s killer, Miss Havok, LadyKasai, kk, Koji Nokemono along with everybody else who have reviewed in the past as well!
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Spring Showers
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Cloud whimpered as thunder cracked above the tall skyscrapers and the hail pounded down, his only protection was the newspaper he had covering his head and it was becoming nothing more then wet muck. His classes were done for the day, thankfully the last one, weapons training, had been dismissed because someone decided to hack off another’s limb and now there were both in hospital (the attacker due to nearly being killed by the victim’s friends).
The hail was coming down harder and Cloud could barley see the streets, he squinted his eyes as he stared up at a building and dimly realised he was blocks away from the apartment. Suddenly, just as the hail had started, it stopped. At least around his body. Cloud blinked and looked up, staring at the exposed belly of an umbrella. A chuckle behind him and he glanced over his shoulder, his blue eyes widening. Red hair, blue eyes, dishevelled suit, devilish grin. Cloud nearly fainted.
“You look a little lost,”
Cloud forced himself to breathe, once, twice, he was going to be okay. The young cadet watched as the Turk before him plucked the now useless newspaper off of his head and tossed it onto the soaking sidewalk. Speaking of soaking, Cloud shivered at the look the Turk gave him, almost as if the man was devouring his body.
The silence between the two was thick. Cloud was silent because he had met the man before on two occasions, both of which he was wearing female clothing and either heavily drugged or in pain because of heels. God he hated heels, Cloud mused, his eyes becoming glossy as he remembered the pain. The red head was quiet because he too remembered both times, although the club episode was just slightly hazy because of the amount of liquor he had consumed that night, but he differently remembered a certain incident that happened not too long ago.
“You want a ride?” Smooth smile, blue eyes gleaming.
Cloud licked his lips and looked around once more. It was still hailing and Cloud really didn’t want to go running through the storm once more especially if his home was quite a number of blocks away. Nodding his blonde head, his clothing starting to cling to his body in uncomfortable ways, Cloud turned to face the red head and rubbed his arms. “Your n-n-name,” Cloud chattered, following the red head to an extremely stylish, extremely expensive, tinted window, black car and paused as the Turk opened the door for him.
The red head paused and smiled silkily. “It’s Reno.”
Zack had told him under no circumstances to get in a car with anybody. Although, now that Cloud thought about it, Zack didn’t say about anything about getting into cars with certain Turks and Cloud licked his lips, sliding into the car, settling on the leather seat, amazed by the interior. His door closed and Cloud ran a shaky hand across the leather seat amazed by the feel of it. He glanced over as Reno slid behind the driver’s seat and the red head paused to meet Cloud’s gaze before turning on the engine, blue eyes fixed on the road.
“Your seats are gonna get ruined.”
Reno glanced over at the blonde and grinned, returning to watch the road. “Probably. If you’re so worried, why not get out of those wet clothes.”
Silence.
“Okay,”
The car suddenly stopped and Reno turned his head, his eyes wide as he stared at the wet blonde. Baby blue eyes stared back at him and the red head stared, his eyes glued as the cadet started pulling off his wet, clingy shirt. Honking behind him and Reno tore his gaze away, speeding into an empty alley and turned the car off. While he had been doing this, Cloud had managed to get the wet shirt off and was peeling off his undershirt, his bare chest exposed as he sat back in the leather chair, meeting Reno’s gaze.
Reno didn’t meet the youth’s gaze. Instead he watched the blonde’s chest, transfixed as water dripped from those blonde spiky locks onto the youth’s skin. He nearly groaned as a small nimble hand drifted from the side of the seat to slide up and softly pinch one of the now tight numbs. Reno almost drooled as he watched that pale back arch from the seat; his eyes fixated as Cloud bucked his hips, eyes fluttering closed as the blonde boy moaned.
The Turk didn’t know what made him do it, perhaps it was the withheld lust for the cadet that made him do it or the fact that if Zack and Sephiroth found out, he’d be a dead man. But when the young cadet switched nipples, Reno dazedly reached out and ran his chilled hand across the youth’s chest, only stopping to pluck at the abandoned nub. Beautiful baby blue snapped open and Reno stopped, his heart pounding as he watched those eyes narrow on him before Cloud tilted his head back, those turquoise eyes closing once more.
Letting out a shaky breath, Reno slowly slid his hand downwards. Past the slightly protruding ribs, past that lightly muscled stomach until his hand rested on Cloud’s belt buckle. “N-n-nnhh” He glanced away from watching his hands and grinned as he met the blonde’s glassy gaze. To say he was surprised when the youth leaned over and softly kissed him was one thing, to say he was went into shock when Cloud unbuckled his own pants and pushed the Turks hand inside would probably be putting it pretty clearly.
Whimper’s filled the car as Reno rubbed his finger along the slit of Cloud’s cock, tormenting the poor blonde until he spread his legs as wide as he could in the small car, softly biting the Turks bottom lip. Reno grinned and kissed the youth, pulling away as his hand moved down and started stroke Cloud’s cock. It had the right effect because the red head watched as Cloud nearly bent over, his narrow hips snapping upwards into the Turks grip, his eyes squeezing shut as he gasped.
Reno wanted to see the blonde cum, he wanted to see what he couldn’t over the phone and he wanted to hear the cadet moan and beg. He was able to watch all of this as Cloud arched his back, his hands clawing at the seat, breath hitching as his eyes opened wide before tensing for one brief moment before skinny hips bucked several more times and Reno felt cum cover his hand. The red head grinned as Cloud finally lapsed on the seat, panting as he pulled his hand out of the youth’s pants.
Cloud turned to face Reno and leaned over, laying soft kisses along the Turks cheek and chin before moving down to lightly lick the red head’s neck.
“Reno,”
The Turk grinned and leaned forward to kiss the blonde’s temples, watching as said blonde lifted his head and gazed at the red head with a vacant, glazed expression. “Reno,”
“That’s my name,” Reno purred, his hand rubbing Cloud’s stomach.
“Reno!”
“Cloud?” The red head asked, blinking at the waving hand in front of his face and glanced over at the now frowning blonde.
“You okay? I said you could drop me off here…”
Reno slowly blinked and looked past Cloud. Yup, it was the apartment complex that Cloud lived in. ‘Along with that possessive bastard,’ His mind grumbled but he ignored it and winked at the now worried cadet. “You should head on up before Zack gets home,”
Baby blue eyes stared at him and Reno watched, a man possessed, as Cloud ducked his head and glanced back at him before turning towards the door and opened it. He blinked as the blonde paused then turned back to him and leaned over, gently pressing a shy, innocent kiss against his lips before fleeing the car for the safety of the apartment.
The Turk stared after the youth before honking behind him reminded him that he needed to move, he leaned over and closed the passenger door before driving off, his mind still focused on that small, sweet kiss.
Cloud paused as he opened the door to the apartment and frowned. ‘How did Reno know Zack wasn’t home?”
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End.
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