Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Hazard Pay ❯ Part 7 ( Chapter 7 )
[ 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: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 558 | 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: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 558 | Status: Work In Progress
Reno woke up because his nose and one ear were very, very cold while the rest of him was toasty warm. The fire had burned down to glowing embers and there was evidently still no power. The storm still raged outside and the light of day was a sickly, dank gray color.
Cloud was still sound asleep with both hands tucked under his chin and cuddled close to Reno's body. For once, he looked peaceful and rested. It made Reno grin then subside to a soft smile to think that he had a hand in Cloud's quiet rest. He used one finger to smooth away a lock of fine, blond hair that had fallen over Cloud's cheek. Cloud looked surprisingly young and innocent in sleep. If he hadn't known better and even had the scars to prove it, Reno would never have believed the man snuggled so quietly beside him was capable of violence at all, let alone have any skill.
Those thoughts led Reno back to thinking about Cloud's reaction to what Reno had to tell him. Fuck. Just when things were getting better in such an unexpected way. Reno wondered if he could put it off a little longer then remembered Vincent's unspoken warning. His time was up. Cloud stirred beside him and reached out a hand. When he found Reno he seemed to settle back into a deeper sleep. Maybe, Reno thought, he could wake Cloud up with style and tell him later. With any luck he could leave the man so dazed with pleasure that he could avoid a serious fight. Besides, he had awakened with the usual morning erection and what better way to take care of it than to have a little wake up sex?
Reno pushed down the quilt to expose Cloud's naked shoulders and chest. Hmmm, gorgeous. Now he could take the time to play and explore all the smooth skin and sensitive spots that he had missed the night before. Lips trailing from jaw to neck to nibble at the join of neck and shoulder provoked a sleepy little moan from Cloud. Reno enjoyed causing that reaction and continued further down.
"Zack? S'cold."
Reno froze, his mind going blank. Well, if that wasn't a kick in the nuts. Reno sat up and stared down at Cloud, his earlier lust dowsed by Cloud's mumbled words. His narrowed in speculation as his ego snarled at the implications. So. Cloud's friend had been more than a friend. That didn't bother Reno. Being mistaken for the lover dead and gone, no matter how innocently? That *burned*, especially after what had transpired the night before. Reno liked to believe himself to be a memorable lover. His ego miffed, Reno glared down at the blond for a minute before childishly yanking all the covers away and poking Cloud in the chest hard.
The results of that little petty act of vengeance were immediate and unexpected. Before he could draw more than a quick breath of air, Reno found himself flat on his back with a muscled forearm against his throat and staring into a furious and disoriented pair of blue eyes. He tried to buck Cloud of himself and gagged as the arm pressed harder against his throat, cutting off his air completely. There had only been a couple of times that Reno had ever felt himself to be in real danger from Cloud. None of them had been recent and he sure as hell wasn't expecting it the morning after taking the man as a lover.
Reno was finally able to get his left hand between them and smacked Cloud across the face. The blow was enough to give Reno the opportunity to snatch some much needed air and get his other hand up to hold off Cloud. Cloud shook his head as awareness slowly seeped back into his gaze. Seeing Reno gasping beneath him he jumped back like a scalded cat. The splotchy red hand print across his cheek disappeared into the heated redness that quickly covered the rest of his face.
"What the hell, man?" Reno wheezed and rubbed his throat.
"Sorry," Cloud mumbled. He raised a hand towards Reno then just dropped it back to rest in his lap, his face averted.
The power chose that moment to flicker back to life, the lights blinking a few times then settling to a steady blaze of light. Reno pulled his soft pants on and swallowed a couple times to test his abused throat. He stirred the embers in the fireplace and added a few more pieces of wood to try and coax some more warmth. It would be a while before the old building was heated again. Cloud still hadn't moved when Reno turned around and he could see the gooseflesh prickling the pale skin.
With a resigned sigh, Reno wrapped a blanket around the embarrassed man and rubbed his arms through the material. Cloud flinched at the contact.
"It's all right, Cloud," Reno said. "No harm, no foul. I should have known better, but damn, if that's how you wake up to all your lovers it's no wonder it's been a while for you."
Cloud glared at the red headed Turk, not finding the joke the least bit funny.
"I could have killed you, Reno."
Reno snorted a laugh. "Not that easily you couldn't have." Reno smiled at Cloud's annoyed frown. "I'm a lot tougher than that."
Cloud still wouldn't meet his eyes squarely and Reno made a mental note to work on Cloud's people skills. Really, the man could mope and obsess like he was competing for a gold medal in the event.
"Come on," Reno rolled smoothly to his feet and gestured for Cloud to accompany him. "Now that we got power back we can make some coffee. After that I'll bet that even that ancient hot water heater will have made enough that we can take a hot shower if we're quick and we share it."
Cloud followed Reno into the small kitchen area behind the bar and settled in a chair while Reno poked through the cabinets to find his caffeine fix. He found it and waved the canister at Cloud while flashing a toothy grin of victory. Cloud couldn't help the small smile of his own that appeared over Reno's antics. The redhead hovered over the coffee maker chanting at it like his fervent pleas would make it brew any faster.
When it was finally done Reno poured two mugs and sipped with an expression of bliss on his face. He set Cloud's mug on the table and put a huge serving spoon suitable for ladling soup next to the sugar bowl with a little smirk. Playing along, Cloud dumped an obscene amount of sweetener in his coffee and smacked his lips noisily after drinking it. Reno shook his head. He loved sweets as much as any other man, but destroying good coffee like that was very nearly sacrilegious.
They emptied the pot in companionable silence, the quiet broken only by the snapping of logs in the fireplace and an occasional satisfied sigh from one of them. Reno drained the last drops from his mug.
"Think that water is hot, yet?"
Cloud shrugged. There was only one way to find out. He led the way back upstairs and dropped his quilt back on one of the beds. Cloud started the shower water and watched as a satisfactory bit of steam drifted up from the tiles. Reno stepped into the shower behind Cloud and casually wrapped his arms around the blond. He moved them under the warm spray and groaned happily. Reno deliberately tightened his embrace when Cloud would have twisted free. He nuzzled behind an ear and smiled against Cloud's skin at the man's responsive shiver.
"Relax, Cloud," Reno murmured. "The power's back on, the water's hot and I've had my coffee. All's right with the world at the moment." He poured shampoo in his palms and smoothed the lather into thick, blond hair. "When was the last time someone touched you just to make you feel good?"
Lulled by the soothing massage of his scalp, it took Cloud a moment to realize Reno had asked him a question. He couldn't help but grow tense again and shifted away from where he had been unconsciously leaning into Reno's body.
"A while," Cloud answered. "Not since Zack died," he finished in a low voice.
Reno hummed to himself and lathered his own hair.
"It's a shame," he said. "Touch is nice. It reminds us that we're still alive and that we're still human."
Cloud blinked through the steam at the Turk, more than a little surprised at Reno's words. Reno rinsed his hair and kept his eyes closed with a tiny smile on his lips like he was waiting for something. After a moment's hesitation, Cloud soaped his hands and tentatively smoothed them over Reno's collar bones and down his chest. Reno arched into the soft touch and opened his eyes to smile at Cloud.
"Hmmmm, s'nice. You have nice hands," Reno said and returned the favor.
The two men washed each other, taking the opportunity to explore without embarrassment what touches the other liked most. Cloud discovered that Reno liked long, firm strokes down the length of his torso and would push into the caresses like a cat. Reno found out that Cloud enjoyed any touch anywhere, savoring each like a man who had been too long without. It was amusing to see a hardened warrior practically melt from light strokes behind his ears to his neck.
Reno backed Cloud against the tiles and framed his face with both hands, holding him still until Cloud opened dazed blue eyes to focus on Reno's face. Reno smirked in satisfaction at the glazed look and bent his head to take Cloud's lips in a firm kiss, licking at the seam of his lips until they opened to him on a soft moan. Cloud tangled his hands in Reno's long hair and they shared kiss after kiss until, without warning, the hot water gave out and drenched the both in freezing water.
Reno yelped and jumped from the shower, dragging Cloud after him. They laughed breathlessly and dried themselves before dressing. Feeling bolder, Cloud twisted some of Reno's hair around his hand and tilted his head up in clear demand for another kiss. Reno was happy to oblige and perfectly willing to remove his clothes again and jump the blond in the bed, but Cloud had other ideas. He ended the kiss and tapped one finger against Reno's reddened lips while tightening his hold on the captured locks of hair almost to the point of pain. Reno winced and frowned in question.
"Reno," Cloud asked in a deceptively calm tone of voice. "What were you and Vincent talking about last night and that you think you can hide from me?"
All of Reno's relaxed pleasure slipped away like rain water in a storm drain and his pale skin whitened even more. Only one thought could stutter through his mind.
Fuck. Time's up.
Cloud was still sound asleep with both hands tucked under his chin and cuddled close to Reno's body. For once, he looked peaceful and rested. It made Reno grin then subside to a soft smile to think that he had a hand in Cloud's quiet rest. He used one finger to smooth away a lock of fine, blond hair that had fallen over Cloud's cheek. Cloud looked surprisingly young and innocent in sleep. If he hadn't known better and even had the scars to prove it, Reno would never have believed the man snuggled so quietly beside him was capable of violence at all, let alone have any skill.
Those thoughts led Reno back to thinking about Cloud's reaction to what Reno had to tell him. Fuck. Just when things were getting better in such an unexpected way. Reno wondered if he could put it off a little longer then remembered Vincent's unspoken warning. His time was up. Cloud stirred beside him and reached out a hand. When he found Reno he seemed to settle back into a deeper sleep. Maybe, Reno thought, he could wake Cloud up with style and tell him later. With any luck he could leave the man so dazed with pleasure that he could avoid a serious fight. Besides, he had awakened with the usual morning erection and what better way to take care of it than to have a little wake up sex?
Reno pushed down the quilt to expose Cloud's naked shoulders and chest. Hmmm, gorgeous. Now he could take the time to play and explore all the smooth skin and sensitive spots that he had missed the night before. Lips trailing from jaw to neck to nibble at the join of neck and shoulder provoked a sleepy little moan from Cloud. Reno enjoyed causing that reaction and continued further down.
"Zack? S'cold."
Reno froze, his mind going blank. Well, if that wasn't a kick in the nuts. Reno sat up and stared down at Cloud, his earlier lust dowsed by Cloud's mumbled words. His narrowed in speculation as his ego snarled at the implications. So. Cloud's friend had been more than a friend. That didn't bother Reno. Being mistaken for the lover dead and gone, no matter how innocently? That *burned*, especially after what had transpired the night before. Reno liked to believe himself to be a memorable lover. His ego miffed, Reno glared down at the blond for a minute before childishly yanking all the covers away and poking Cloud in the chest hard.
The results of that little petty act of vengeance were immediate and unexpected. Before he could draw more than a quick breath of air, Reno found himself flat on his back with a muscled forearm against his throat and staring into a furious and disoriented pair of blue eyes. He tried to buck Cloud of himself and gagged as the arm pressed harder against his throat, cutting off his air completely. There had only been a couple of times that Reno had ever felt himself to be in real danger from Cloud. None of them had been recent and he sure as hell wasn't expecting it the morning after taking the man as a lover.
Reno was finally able to get his left hand between them and smacked Cloud across the face. The blow was enough to give Reno the opportunity to snatch some much needed air and get his other hand up to hold off Cloud. Cloud shook his head as awareness slowly seeped back into his gaze. Seeing Reno gasping beneath him he jumped back like a scalded cat. The splotchy red hand print across his cheek disappeared into the heated redness that quickly covered the rest of his face.
"What the hell, man?" Reno wheezed and rubbed his throat.
"Sorry," Cloud mumbled. He raised a hand towards Reno then just dropped it back to rest in his lap, his face averted.
The power chose that moment to flicker back to life, the lights blinking a few times then settling to a steady blaze of light. Reno pulled his soft pants on and swallowed a couple times to test his abused throat. He stirred the embers in the fireplace and added a few more pieces of wood to try and coax some more warmth. It would be a while before the old building was heated again. Cloud still hadn't moved when Reno turned around and he could see the gooseflesh prickling the pale skin.
With a resigned sigh, Reno wrapped a blanket around the embarrassed man and rubbed his arms through the material. Cloud flinched at the contact.
"It's all right, Cloud," Reno said. "No harm, no foul. I should have known better, but damn, if that's how you wake up to all your lovers it's no wonder it's been a while for you."
Cloud glared at the red headed Turk, not finding the joke the least bit funny.
"I could have killed you, Reno."
Reno snorted a laugh. "Not that easily you couldn't have." Reno smiled at Cloud's annoyed frown. "I'm a lot tougher than that."
Cloud still wouldn't meet his eyes squarely and Reno made a mental note to work on Cloud's people skills. Really, the man could mope and obsess like he was competing for a gold medal in the event.
"Come on," Reno rolled smoothly to his feet and gestured for Cloud to accompany him. "Now that we got power back we can make some coffee. After that I'll bet that even that ancient hot water heater will have made enough that we can take a hot shower if we're quick and we share it."
Cloud followed Reno into the small kitchen area behind the bar and settled in a chair while Reno poked through the cabinets to find his caffeine fix. He found it and waved the canister at Cloud while flashing a toothy grin of victory. Cloud couldn't help the small smile of his own that appeared over Reno's antics. The redhead hovered over the coffee maker chanting at it like his fervent pleas would make it brew any faster.
When it was finally done Reno poured two mugs and sipped with an expression of bliss on his face. He set Cloud's mug on the table and put a huge serving spoon suitable for ladling soup next to the sugar bowl with a little smirk. Playing along, Cloud dumped an obscene amount of sweetener in his coffee and smacked his lips noisily after drinking it. Reno shook his head. He loved sweets as much as any other man, but destroying good coffee like that was very nearly sacrilegious.
They emptied the pot in companionable silence, the quiet broken only by the snapping of logs in the fireplace and an occasional satisfied sigh from one of them. Reno drained the last drops from his mug.
"Think that water is hot, yet?"
Cloud shrugged. There was only one way to find out. He led the way back upstairs and dropped his quilt back on one of the beds. Cloud started the shower water and watched as a satisfactory bit of steam drifted up from the tiles. Reno stepped into the shower behind Cloud and casually wrapped his arms around the blond. He moved them under the warm spray and groaned happily. Reno deliberately tightened his embrace when Cloud would have twisted free. He nuzzled behind an ear and smiled against Cloud's skin at the man's responsive shiver.
"Relax, Cloud," Reno murmured. "The power's back on, the water's hot and I've had my coffee. All's right with the world at the moment." He poured shampoo in his palms and smoothed the lather into thick, blond hair. "When was the last time someone touched you just to make you feel good?"
Lulled by the soothing massage of his scalp, it took Cloud a moment to realize Reno had asked him a question. He couldn't help but grow tense again and shifted away from where he had been unconsciously leaning into Reno's body.
"A while," Cloud answered. "Not since Zack died," he finished in a low voice.
Reno hummed to himself and lathered his own hair.
"It's a shame," he said. "Touch is nice. It reminds us that we're still alive and that we're still human."
Cloud blinked through the steam at the Turk, more than a little surprised at Reno's words. Reno rinsed his hair and kept his eyes closed with a tiny smile on his lips like he was waiting for something. After a moment's hesitation, Cloud soaped his hands and tentatively smoothed them over Reno's collar bones and down his chest. Reno arched into the soft touch and opened his eyes to smile at Cloud.
"Hmmmm, s'nice. You have nice hands," Reno said and returned the favor.
The two men washed each other, taking the opportunity to explore without embarrassment what touches the other liked most. Cloud discovered that Reno liked long, firm strokes down the length of his torso and would push into the caresses like a cat. Reno found out that Cloud enjoyed any touch anywhere, savoring each like a man who had been too long without. It was amusing to see a hardened warrior practically melt from light strokes behind his ears to his neck.
Reno backed Cloud against the tiles and framed his face with both hands, holding him still until Cloud opened dazed blue eyes to focus on Reno's face. Reno smirked in satisfaction at the glazed look and bent his head to take Cloud's lips in a firm kiss, licking at the seam of his lips until they opened to him on a soft moan. Cloud tangled his hands in Reno's long hair and they shared kiss after kiss until, without warning, the hot water gave out and drenched the both in freezing water.
Reno yelped and jumped from the shower, dragging Cloud after him. They laughed breathlessly and dried themselves before dressing. Feeling bolder, Cloud twisted some of Reno's hair around his hand and tilted his head up in clear demand for another kiss. Reno was happy to oblige and perfectly willing to remove his clothes again and jump the blond in the bed, but Cloud had other ideas. He ended the kiss and tapped one finger against Reno's reddened lips while tightening his hold on the captured locks of hair almost to the point of pain. Reno winced and frowned in question.
"Reno," Cloud asked in a deceptively calm tone of voice. "What were you and Vincent talking about last night and that you think you can hide from me?"
All of Reno's relaxed pleasure slipped away like rain water in a storm drain and his pale skin whitened even more. Only one thought could stutter through his mind.
Fuck. Time's up.