Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ New Habit ❯ New Habit ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]


"C'mon, Cloud. Just give it a try." Reno drawled, leaning back against the sofa, his blazer conveniently spread out away from his body. The turk did that on purpose, of course, things were seldom by accident when Reno was around. Even that 'slip up' at Healin had been on purpose; Reno had told him later, he hadn't wanted Cloud to just come in like that and take over for the Turks. Cloud understood, in a weird way, not that he had wanted to accept Rufus' offer, though he'd been wavering on the point of 'almost'.
"No." Cloud's answer was a flat, short choppy sound. He shuffled through the papers on his desk, trying to ignore the presence of the redhead.
Reno have a theaterical sigh. "Not even if I say please?"
"No."
"What if I did something really embarrassing later and you caught it on camera? You could show everyone." The redhead suggested helpfully, as if that would sway Cloud any.
"No."
Now Reno frowned slightly, leaning his head back on the sofa and looking at the ceiling. "...y'know, your ceiling is really boring, needs a few cute ladies on it." Sighing, he looked back at the man he'd tried so hard to kill in the past, and actually pouted- not an expression one would usually associate with the turk. "Cloud, please. There's nobody else I can try it out with. Y'know how awkward it'd be with Rude? Tseng... hell no. And don't even think about suggesting Rufus."
Cloud rolled his eyes, picking up some papers to file away in a sparkly new cabinet. "No. Why do you want me to do it, anyway? I'm as likely to stab you with a knife."
That earned a small laugh from the turk, and he crossed his legs in an easy, laid back fashion. "Isn't it obvious? For one... you're an outsider, not in the company, at least not anymore... two, you aren't a total stranger." He was holding up his hand, and counting off the fingers as he went through the reasons. "Three, you're the type that wont kiss and tell... four, you're pretty hot." Then Reno sat up straight again, looking at the blond with sharp blue eyes. "Five, don't tell me you didn't at least think about it before. I know how you look at Tifa. It ain't one of 'I wanna fuck your brains out, you hot sexy chick', whatever you've told her in the past."
The ex-SOLDIER snapped around swiftly, eyes flashing anger, and his voice harsh. "Don't you dare refer to Tifa like that. What right do you think you got barging in here spouting out that kind of filth? I should throw you out."
Laughter, laughter was Cloud's answer. The blond's jaw shut with a click, and his eyes smoldered.
"Cloud, you aren't upset over Tifa... You're upset because I got you pegged, don't I?"

***

About an hour later, Reno felt like his jaw would never be the same.
"...sorry I decked you." Cloud mumbled, fumbling with a new ice pack to place on the redhead's bruised chin. "...I've been thinking about what you said."
A spark of hope lit up in the redhead's eye. "Ah? Change your mind? What'd you decide?"
There was a significant pause, before Cloud spoke, and wonders of wonders, a light dusting of red settled on his face. "Eh... well, I..." He took a breath before continuing. "I figured... there might be something to what you said. Tifa is my best friend... but I'm not... really, attracted to her." Pause. "Or any girl."
Slowly, a grin crossed Reno's face, causing him to wince. "I knew it. So, are you seriously considering it? I mean, I'm not, y'know, bad, or so everyone I've been with told me." That of course had to be a slight exaggeration, everyone had to start off somewhere. Cloud decided to ignore it.
"Who've you been with?" The spiky haired youth asked, eying him dubiously.
That made Reno pause. "A bunch of girls. Y'know, not bad looking... but not really... I dunno, I'm looking for something more. I guess. New and exciting." He did seem sincere in that, almost kind of subdued.
Cloud had it now. "You were jilted."
"...yeah."
"I'll do it."
"What?" Reno blinked at Cloud in surprise, not expecting such a candid or quick response. "You will? I mean, er... that's great." Something seemed a bit off, though. Not quite right. It was as if now that he was suddenly faced with actually going through with it, he was having mild heart attacks, or second thoughts.
The blond nodded. "But not now... tomorrow. Tifa's taking the kids somewhere and I've got no deliveries. Is... there anything I need?"
Reno nodded, straightening his spine. "Lube."

***
It was three in the afternoon, and Reno was figdeting outside of the Seventh Heaven, wondering if he really should go up and knock on the door. He was, y'know, the one that asked, after all, but now... it was exciting and also a little scary. He was having butterflies and none of the techniques he had to calm them down were working. "Ok, deep breath, Reno. Calm down. It's just a little booty call, nothing fancy... nothing out of the ordinary... it's just with a guy." To be honest, Reno himself didn't know why exactly he'd shown up yesterday with the proposition for Cloud. It was like... some strange sort of fascination with the idea. Or maybe it was with Cloud. Either way, in all his short life, Reno never thought he'd be about to knock on a guy's door for a date.
His decision was made for him when the door opened and Cloud stepped out, a pack of cigarettes in his hand. Reno oogled the pack, never remembering Cloud ever smoking before. "...new habit?"
The ex-SOLDIER's head snapped up, unaware that Reno had been there, then nodded. "Yeah... I just needed something. Cid left these here, thought I might as well try them."
"Because of...?"
"Yeah..."
Reno leaned against the wall, folding his arms and sqinching his eyes at Cloud. "Nasty habit, hard to break. Trust me. Don't bother with it. You'll thank me later."
"You were a smoker?" Cloud lowered the hand containing the pack, debating on whether to follow Reno's advice. He was really nervous about it.
The turk shrugged. "Like I said, nasty habit. Started up when I was sixteen, took me five years to quit. Really, really bad habit for a turk to have. Lung problems and everything."
Cloud nodded, slowly, and put the pack in his pocket. He blushed suddenly when his fingertips brushed against the other thing in his pocket. Reno grinned.
"So uh... can I come in, or are we gonna do it out here?"
Blushing darker, Cloud nodded. "Yeah, come on in. You want anything to drink?"
"No thanks, man. I like keeping a clear head during the day. At least when I'm not on vacation." Reno took the steps up to the door two at a time and popped through the door, Cloud following closely behind.
"Reno..." Cloud closed the door behind him, about to voice a protest. It was starting to get awkward, and like usual, the run away instinct was starting to kick up...
But Cloud didn't get very far in what he was going to say. Reno pushed him up against the wall and captured his mouth savagely with his, tongue pressing against Cloud's teeth. It took the younger man by surprise, his eyes widened and he felt stiff all over, before slowly melting... and wonders of wonders, started to enjoy it a little. He opened his mouth to let Reno's tongue creep in, and nearly moaned when he tasted caramel. Never thought Reno would taste like caramel... Wait, I never thought of what Reno tasted at all before. Why does it matter now?
Reno's hands were coasting over the firm, supple muscles that rippled under Cloud's shirt, surprised that it felt strangely satisfying doing that. He dragged them lower, down Cloud's side, until they were tugging at the top of Cloud's jeans.
The next thing Cloud knew, he was pushing the slimmer man against a bar table, leaning him backwards until Reno sat down on it, spreading his legs to wrap them around Cloud. In the back of Cloud's mind, he noticed how hot the air was getting between them, just before pulling down Reno's collar to nip and bite at the base of the turk's neck, drawing out a small, gasping whimper. It gave him a heady feeling of control that he could do that to Reno, someone who used to be an enemy... Reno moaned again in Cloud's ear, shifting his legs to wrap around Cloud tighter. Something hard and warm was pressing into Cloud's thigh, and his hands wandered down to push against the fabric covering the redhead. He was rewarded with a louder moan.
"Damn, Cloud... I thought you never did this before." The redhead buried his face into Cloud's neck, wrapping his arms around the younger man's shoulders.
Moving away a little, Cloud looked down at the turk and tilted his head. Reno's eyes were half lidded, a permanent red color stained his lips and face, and he was breathing heavy. Not unlike some of the times he saw him in battle, either. Slowly, Cloud unbuttoned Reno's slacks, pulling the zipper down. "...do you usually not wear underwear?"
Giving Cloud a small glare, Reno snorted. "Yeah."
Cloud just chuckled, moving upwards to unbutton what was left of Reno's shirt, pushing the blazer down off his shoulders in the process. "Um, Reno..."
"Yeah?"
"Who goes on top...?"
Shrugging, the redhead smirked. "We'll take turns."
There was a snicker or two as the rest of the clothes shed, Reno tossing things every which way. Cloud protested a little because he didn't want to have to answer awkward questions to Tifa later or hunt for things, Reno ignored him. When they were finally done, Cloud stood there, naked, and had the decency to blush when Reno looked him over and smirked.
"Now, that's a big one, Cloud. You sure are denying people." And trailed a finger across the tip, making the blond jerk and take a sharp breath of air. Slowly, the finger travelled the length of the swollen heat, and curled around the base. Cloud groaned, leaning into the caress. The turk tugged at him, then leaned down, taking it into his mouth.
The pleasure was intense, Cloud gripped the red locks of his partner and hissed, determined not to moan again. The turk took that as a challenge, and sucked it in deeper, gagging a little and swallowing it.
"Aah, Reno... stop..."
Reno's mouth released him with a slight popping sound. "But I'm just having a little fun..."
As if to answer him, Cloud pushed Reno down on the table forcefully, making him give a small grunt with the impact. He held Reno down, bending to retrieve the lube from his jeans pocket somewhere around his feet, and stuck it between his teeth. A small smirk crossed the turks face.
Entry was swift, hard, simulataneous groans issued from the two throats, one at how tight it all was, and the other because he hadn't been quite ready, but it stil felt good, a little strange...
"Fuck, Cloud..." Reno hissed, squirming under the blond's hold. "Be careful."
Cloud snorted, bending down to be nose to nose with the turk. "Sorry, I'm not used to this..." And then decided to take Reno's first comment as a command.
The table was bouncing across the floor, Reno's legs wrapped around him tight, the redhead bucking back up into Cloud's thrusts and mumbling things.
"Materia, Cloud... you're fuckin' hot..."
Savage bite marks appeared along Cloud's shoulder, scratches down Reno's arm, the table started creaking and for a minute Reno was afraid it'd snap on them and he'd get the worse end of the deal. Cloud mumbled something into his ear, kissing along Reno's jawline, and the redhead fell silent save for the cries of pleasure.
It was all Reno could do not to go overboard, the friction between their bodies, the heat and the pounding... they were all blending into one delicious sensation, at least it was until Cloud lifted himself off slighty and grabbed Reno's cock in his hand, squeezing so hard it was almost painful. Then Reno did scream, because Cloud was rubbing it in time with the thrusts. He felt his balls tighten, his toes curl, and then he was cumming over Cloud's hand, his stomach and some landed on his chest, and Cloud laughed, stopping suddenly and gasping.
It took a minute for Reno to realize it, but the blond was throbbing, hard...
The two lay like that for a good five minutes, collapsed on each other and panting, before Cloud moved slightly, only to pull out.
"Reno... I don't think I could go again." He looked exhausted, sitting heavily in one of the chairs, knees shaking slightly. Cloud drugg his jeans over with a toe, and was getting them on, slowly.
Reno sat up and smiled. "That's all right. We'll just have to do it again tomorrow."
His blue eyes were met with ones that held a soft mako glow, incredulous. "...you're serious?"