Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Hazard Pay ❯ Part 6 ( Chapter 6 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: LilyMoonsAlias 
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.12.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 564 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.12.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 564 | Status: Work In Progress
Cloud noticed that Vincent was looking back and forth from Reno to his neck. Flushing slightly, he resisted the urge to raise his hand to cover the marks he could feel there. To his relief there was no judgement on Vincent's face, just a faint look of amused curiosity. Reno, on the other hand, looked blatantly disgruntled by the interruption. He sat in a pile of quilts with his shirt half off and his hair loose and streaming over his shoulders. Backlit by the fire, he was still watching Cloud with hungry eyes.
Cloud wrenched his gaze back to Vincent and waved him further into the room towards the heat of the fire. Reno grew tense with wariness and slipped one hand under the quilt. Cloud frowned at him in disapproval. He knew the Turk had brought his weapons downstairs.
"What are you really doing out in this weather, Vincent?" Cloud asked again.
"Just checking things out," Vincent answered while keeping his eyes on Reno. "Power is out in this whole Sector. I wanted to make sure it was truly the weather."
"Oh, have you checked with anyone else?"
Satisfied that he had stared at Reno long enough to convey a silent message of warning, Vincent turned to Cloud.
"Everyone else is fine. This was my last stop. I was under the impression you were here by yourself with Tifa and the kids away. I thought you might appreciate some company, but it looks like you already have some."
"Getting there anyway," Reno mumbled from the quilt nest.
"Ah, well..." Cloud couldn't control the blush a second time.
"I'll take my leave so you can get back to..."
"You can stay," Cloud said, much to Reno's dismay, but Vincent demurred, already vastly amused that Cloud was so flustered and Reno was behaving like an alpha dog staking a claim.
Reno held his breath, worried that Vincent would bring up his orders. He was fairly certain that Valentine knew more than he was letting on and was just biding his time to tell Cloud. When Cloud found out he was being *protected* Reno knew he could probably kiss any chance of a relationship with him goodbye. Relationship? Where the hell did that come from? They were both just taking advantage of a mutual attraction, right? Reno shook his head to try and rattle some order into his brain. Vincent gave Reno one more piercing glance, seeming to convey without words that Reno had better confess and soon.
"Have a good night," Vincent said with no trace of sarcasm. He looked at Reno again. "It's a good time to stay by the fire. I haven't seen anyone else out and about tonight."
Reno's look of relief was almost comical and he relaxed fractionally, enough that he brought his hand from under the blanket. Cloud walked Vincent back to the door when Vincent made it plain that he wouldn't be persuaded to stay. Slipping out the door like a wraith in the night, he disappeared into the darkness. Cloud came back to sit next to Reno and stare into the crackling fire. He seemed to drift back into his moody silence.
Reno wasn't having any of that. He had no intention of letting Cloud shut him out again, not when the man was actually speaking and opening up a little. Reno pulled the man down into the quilt nest with him again and spooned against his back.
"Going to tell me what's on your mind?" Reno asked.
"Mmm," Cloud murmured evasively and settled himself more comfortably. "Just wondering if Vincent ever feels lonely."
There was more to it than that, but Cloud neatly side stepped any further questions just by turning over to face Reno. He felt a little awkward since the heat of the moment had passed and had started to question their actions. Cloud was attracted to the red headed Turk, not just for his good looks, but for the easy companionship he found in Reno's company. Whatever Reno's true reasons for being around, Cloud appreciated being treated as just a regular person instead of the savior of the planet. He had grown accustomed to and even started to expect Reno's irreverent comments throughout the day. But the idea of getting into a relationship or even just a fling was terrifying. Cloud had already lost too many people he had gotten close to and, while he had learned to accept those losses, wasn't sure he was ready to take a chance again. Plus, he honestly couldn't see what was attractive about himself to someone as outgoing as Reno.
"Reno.." he started but was caught off by Reno covering his mouth in a kiss.
"Anybody ever tell you that you talk too much?" Reno asked, his lips brushing against Cloud's.
That startled a small laugh from Cloud. "No."
"Well, don't start now."
Reno placed two fingers over Cloud's lips in a silent request to keep quiet. He ghosted kisses over eyelids, cheeks and brows, his curtain of hair falling like a veil around them to shut out the rest of the world. Oh, but did Cloud taste sweet! Reno didn't think he would ever tire of the smooth and satiny texture of the skin he was enjoying. He only paused in his exploration to remove Cloud's shirt and pants, keeping them both snugly under the quilts. The body revealed to him was gorgeous, sculpted and covered with fine, pale skin.
What really surprised Reno was the look in Cloud's eyes. In their blue depths he could see desire and anticipation, but no fear or hesitation. Cloud was no innocent. For some reason that thought sent a totally irrational stab of jealousy straight through Reno's chest. It made him fist his hand tightly in soft blond hair and plunder the depths of Cloud's mouth as if he could erase the memory of any previous touches. Reno ravaged without mercy until he could faintly taste the tang of blood and Cloud was shoving at his chest.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Cloud demanded, pushing Reno off himself.
"Sorry, sorry," Reno answered. Confused by the surge of possessiveness, he said the first thing that made any sense to him. "It's been awhile." Great. Now he sounded as if he never got laid. Reno wanted to just rewind the last twenty minutes and try again.
Cloud softened towards him instead of jeering. "Yeah," he agreed. "With all the upheaval there hasn't been time for much of anything."
Reno stroked a hand over Cloud's cheek. "How long?" he asked, morbidly curious and still feeling jealous as hell. "Who?"
"Reno, don't," Cloud said softly. "It doesn't matter now anyway."
Cloud pulled Reno back down to him and the shirt off the redhead at the same time. As far as distractions went, Reno thought having someone tonguing all the sensitive spots on his neck was pretty damned good. He tilted his head to give Cloud better access and try to get him to land his teeth on one particular...ah, yeah, right there. The thick pleasure made Reno's toes curl in his socks and he shed his pants in a wink. He urged Cloud to spread his thighs so he could grind their groins together. Cloud hissed at the feel of skin on skin and skimmed his teeth over the bony point of Reno's jaw, a low moan of desire building in his throat. Cloud's senses were swimming. He wanted, he wanted, he wanted.
"Reno!" Cloud gasped. "We don't have any.."
"I do." Reno smirked at the dazed look on Cloud's face. "A good Turk is prepared for anything."
Cloud fought the urge to smile and encourage the already smug man.
"Just shut up and get it."
Reno picked up his discarded pants and slipped a foil packet from one of the pockets. He urged Cloud to roll on his side and slicked the fingers of his left hand. Bending Cloud's left leg towards his chest, Reno ran his palm over the smooth thigh muscle, up the back of the leg to circle his lubed fingers around Cloud's entrance. Cloud shivered, pressing himself back into Reno's chest and letting his head be supported by a bony shoulder.
Reno soothed with kisses at Cloud's temple and whispered encouragements as he slid his fingers in to the knuckle. Slow, gentle thrusting motions had Cloud crying out and writhing. Reno was satisfied that Cloud was as ready as he could be when a pale hand reached back to pull hard on a handful of red hair in clear demand. If he hadn't been dizzy with lust, Reno would have been amused over how demanding Cloud could be without ever having to say a word.
Pulling his fingers free, Reno spread the rest of the slick over his own cock and lined himself up. He reached around to stroke Cloud at the same time he slowly pushed until the initial resistance gave way to tight, clenching heat. Cloud clamped one hand with crushing tightness around Reno's wrist and tangled the other in the long locks of hair draped over him. Both men groaned in pained pleasure until Reno was buried as deep as he could go. He stilled to give Cloud more time to adjust even though his body was screaming at him to thrust hard and wildly.
Panting, Cloud yanked viciously on Reno's hair and chanted, "Move, move, move, damn it."
Reno started slow and easy, wanting to draw out the pleasure, but groaned pleas from the man under him fired his blood until he turned Cloud flat on his stomach then jerked his hips up. Throwing his head back, Reno stroked Cloud as he pounded into the blond with tooth rattling thrusts. So blissed was he with pleasure, Reno almost didn't hear it when Cloud yelled hoarsely and coated his hand with liquid heat. Cloud's body in the throes of orgasm clutched him with rippling tightness. Reno thrust as deeply as possible and gasped out Cloud's name as he came hard, lights flashing behind his closed eyes, his breath catching on a moan of pleasure. He collapsed over Cloud's back, holding tight and pressing grateful kisses into sweat damp hair.
Cloud hissed in pain when Reno pulled out and he rolled to his back to gaze up at his new lover. Pleasure made him languid and sleepy and the now familiar sight of Reno's tattooed face grinning down at him was strangely comforting. Reno only left him long enough to grab a bar towel to clean them both up. He paused to throw some more wood into the fireplace. Snuggling back down into the piled quilts, Reno was distinctly pleased when Cloud curled closer to nuzzle into the crook of his neck before relaxing into a deep, sound sleep.
Reno pulled his fingers through Cloud's soft hair and stared into the flames of the fire. Well now, he had just complicated his assignment all to hell. Reno scowled into the fire. He had just irritated himself even more by thinking of Cloud as still 'just an assignment', and another part of him grew even more possessive of the man in his arms. The hell with it. He was too tired to deal with tangled thoughts. Reno swathed them both in the warm quilts and thought he heard Cloud mumble something resembling his name and 'Thank you', before he slipped into an exhausted, sated sleep.
The last thought on his troubled mind was that Vincent had let him know that time was running out for him to tell Cloud. If Reno didn't, Vincent was going to and Reno would probably find a really big sword shoved up his ass. Hell, he was probably going to get a pounding anyway, and not one of the pleasurable variety.
Cloud wrenched his gaze back to Vincent and waved him further into the room towards the heat of the fire. Reno grew tense with wariness and slipped one hand under the quilt. Cloud frowned at him in disapproval. He knew the Turk had brought his weapons downstairs.
"What are you really doing out in this weather, Vincent?" Cloud asked again.
"Just checking things out," Vincent answered while keeping his eyes on Reno. "Power is out in this whole Sector. I wanted to make sure it was truly the weather."
"Oh, have you checked with anyone else?"
Satisfied that he had stared at Reno long enough to convey a silent message of warning, Vincent turned to Cloud.
"Everyone else is fine. This was my last stop. I was under the impression you were here by yourself with Tifa and the kids away. I thought you might appreciate some company, but it looks like you already have some."
"Getting there anyway," Reno mumbled from the quilt nest.
"Ah, well..." Cloud couldn't control the blush a second time.
"I'll take my leave so you can get back to..."
"You can stay," Cloud said, much to Reno's dismay, but Vincent demurred, already vastly amused that Cloud was so flustered and Reno was behaving like an alpha dog staking a claim.
Reno held his breath, worried that Vincent would bring up his orders. He was fairly certain that Valentine knew more than he was letting on and was just biding his time to tell Cloud. When Cloud found out he was being *protected* Reno knew he could probably kiss any chance of a relationship with him goodbye. Relationship? Where the hell did that come from? They were both just taking advantage of a mutual attraction, right? Reno shook his head to try and rattle some order into his brain. Vincent gave Reno one more piercing glance, seeming to convey without words that Reno had better confess and soon.
"Have a good night," Vincent said with no trace of sarcasm. He looked at Reno again. "It's a good time to stay by the fire. I haven't seen anyone else out and about tonight."
Reno's look of relief was almost comical and he relaxed fractionally, enough that he brought his hand from under the blanket. Cloud walked Vincent back to the door when Vincent made it plain that he wouldn't be persuaded to stay. Slipping out the door like a wraith in the night, he disappeared into the darkness. Cloud came back to sit next to Reno and stare into the crackling fire. He seemed to drift back into his moody silence.
Reno wasn't having any of that. He had no intention of letting Cloud shut him out again, not when the man was actually speaking and opening up a little. Reno pulled the man down into the quilt nest with him again and spooned against his back.
"Going to tell me what's on your mind?" Reno asked.
"Mmm," Cloud murmured evasively and settled himself more comfortably. "Just wondering if Vincent ever feels lonely."
There was more to it than that, but Cloud neatly side stepped any further questions just by turning over to face Reno. He felt a little awkward since the heat of the moment had passed and had started to question their actions. Cloud was attracted to the red headed Turk, not just for his good looks, but for the easy companionship he found in Reno's company. Whatever Reno's true reasons for being around, Cloud appreciated being treated as just a regular person instead of the savior of the planet. He had grown accustomed to and even started to expect Reno's irreverent comments throughout the day. But the idea of getting into a relationship or even just a fling was terrifying. Cloud had already lost too many people he had gotten close to and, while he had learned to accept those losses, wasn't sure he was ready to take a chance again. Plus, he honestly couldn't see what was attractive about himself to someone as outgoing as Reno.
"Reno.." he started but was caught off by Reno covering his mouth in a kiss.
"Anybody ever tell you that you talk too much?" Reno asked, his lips brushing against Cloud's.
That startled a small laugh from Cloud. "No."
"Well, don't start now."
Reno placed two fingers over Cloud's lips in a silent request to keep quiet. He ghosted kisses over eyelids, cheeks and brows, his curtain of hair falling like a veil around them to shut out the rest of the world. Oh, but did Cloud taste sweet! Reno didn't think he would ever tire of the smooth and satiny texture of the skin he was enjoying. He only paused in his exploration to remove Cloud's shirt and pants, keeping them both snugly under the quilts. The body revealed to him was gorgeous, sculpted and covered with fine, pale skin.
What really surprised Reno was the look in Cloud's eyes. In their blue depths he could see desire and anticipation, but no fear or hesitation. Cloud was no innocent. For some reason that thought sent a totally irrational stab of jealousy straight through Reno's chest. It made him fist his hand tightly in soft blond hair and plunder the depths of Cloud's mouth as if he could erase the memory of any previous touches. Reno ravaged without mercy until he could faintly taste the tang of blood and Cloud was shoving at his chest.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Cloud demanded, pushing Reno off himself.
"Sorry, sorry," Reno answered. Confused by the surge of possessiveness, he said the first thing that made any sense to him. "It's been awhile." Great. Now he sounded as if he never got laid. Reno wanted to just rewind the last twenty minutes and try again.
Cloud softened towards him instead of jeering. "Yeah," he agreed. "With all the upheaval there hasn't been time for much of anything."
Reno stroked a hand over Cloud's cheek. "How long?" he asked, morbidly curious and still feeling jealous as hell. "Who?"
"Reno, don't," Cloud said softly. "It doesn't matter now anyway."
Cloud pulled Reno back down to him and the shirt off the redhead at the same time. As far as distractions went, Reno thought having someone tonguing all the sensitive spots on his neck was pretty damned good. He tilted his head to give Cloud better access and try to get him to land his teeth on one particular...ah, yeah, right there. The thick pleasure made Reno's toes curl in his socks and he shed his pants in a wink. He urged Cloud to spread his thighs so he could grind their groins together. Cloud hissed at the feel of skin on skin and skimmed his teeth over the bony point of Reno's jaw, a low moan of desire building in his throat. Cloud's senses were swimming. He wanted, he wanted, he wanted.
"Reno!" Cloud gasped. "We don't have any.."
"I do." Reno smirked at the dazed look on Cloud's face. "A good Turk is prepared for anything."
Cloud fought the urge to smile and encourage the already smug man.
"Just shut up and get it."
Reno picked up his discarded pants and slipped a foil packet from one of the pockets. He urged Cloud to roll on his side and slicked the fingers of his left hand. Bending Cloud's left leg towards his chest, Reno ran his palm over the smooth thigh muscle, up the back of the leg to circle his lubed fingers around Cloud's entrance. Cloud shivered, pressing himself back into Reno's chest and letting his head be supported by a bony shoulder.
Reno soothed with kisses at Cloud's temple and whispered encouragements as he slid his fingers in to the knuckle. Slow, gentle thrusting motions had Cloud crying out and writhing. Reno was satisfied that Cloud was as ready as he could be when a pale hand reached back to pull hard on a handful of red hair in clear demand. If he hadn't been dizzy with lust, Reno would have been amused over how demanding Cloud could be without ever having to say a word.
Pulling his fingers free, Reno spread the rest of the slick over his own cock and lined himself up. He reached around to stroke Cloud at the same time he slowly pushed until the initial resistance gave way to tight, clenching heat. Cloud clamped one hand with crushing tightness around Reno's wrist and tangled the other in the long locks of hair draped over him. Both men groaned in pained pleasure until Reno was buried as deep as he could go. He stilled to give Cloud more time to adjust even though his body was screaming at him to thrust hard and wildly.
Panting, Cloud yanked viciously on Reno's hair and chanted, "Move, move, move, damn it."
Reno started slow and easy, wanting to draw out the pleasure, but groaned pleas from the man under him fired his blood until he turned Cloud flat on his stomach then jerked his hips up. Throwing his head back, Reno stroked Cloud as he pounded into the blond with tooth rattling thrusts. So blissed was he with pleasure, Reno almost didn't hear it when Cloud yelled hoarsely and coated his hand with liquid heat. Cloud's body in the throes of orgasm clutched him with rippling tightness. Reno thrust as deeply as possible and gasped out Cloud's name as he came hard, lights flashing behind his closed eyes, his breath catching on a moan of pleasure. He collapsed over Cloud's back, holding tight and pressing grateful kisses into sweat damp hair.
Cloud hissed in pain when Reno pulled out and he rolled to his back to gaze up at his new lover. Pleasure made him languid and sleepy and the now familiar sight of Reno's tattooed face grinning down at him was strangely comforting. Reno only left him long enough to grab a bar towel to clean them both up. He paused to throw some more wood into the fireplace. Snuggling back down into the piled quilts, Reno was distinctly pleased when Cloud curled closer to nuzzle into the crook of his neck before relaxing into a deep, sound sleep.
Reno pulled his fingers through Cloud's soft hair and stared into the flames of the fire. Well now, he had just complicated his assignment all to hell. Reno scowled into the fire. He had just irritated himself even more by thinking of Cloud as still 'just an assignment', and another part of him grew even more possessive of the man in his arms. The hell with it. He was too tired to deal with tangled thoughts. Reno swathed them both in the warm quilts and thought he heard Cloud mumble something resembling his name and 'Thank you', before he slipped into an exhausted, sated sleep.
The last thought on his troubled mind was that Vincent had let him know that time was running out for him to tell Cloud. If Reno didn't, Vincent was going to and Reno would probably find a really big sword shoved up his ass. Hell, he was probably going to get a pounding anyway, and not one of the pleasurable variety.