Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Sleazy come, easy go ❯ Sleazy come, easy go ( Chapter 1 )

Final Fantasy does not belong to me, it belongs to square enix………..hurrah for them.

This is basically just smut : ). I wanted to write something with Rufus and Reno and couldn't be bothered to come up with a real plot so here you have it, a barely explained meeting between the vice president and the incorrigible Turk. I have other sketchy ideas about continuing a story with these two following on from this but I'm not certain so I'll just see how this goes down and what my twisted mind can come up with.

Need I explain people of a sensitive nature who find man on man action offensive should please kindly leave now?

Constructive criticism greatly appreciated and any general thoughts would also be kindly welcomed.

Enjoy, adios!

 

`Send the Turk in now please' the vice president removed his finger form the button and with a slight buzz the connection cut out. He fiddled with his pen as he impatiently waited for the knock on his door. He shouldn't really be doing this, the Turks were his fathers concern, as vice president his role was basically paper pusher and that was the way Rufus's father wanted it to stay. The Turk in question though was a persistent trouble maker and Rufus saw little point in bothering his father again, plus he didn't think his father would tolerate the problem case remaining with the company if he had to be reprimanded again.

 

Just as he was about to call through for a second time there was a knock at the double doors of his office. How did the man manage to make even a knock sound insolent? He rubbed his temples tiredly, he could tell this was going to be a taxing meeting. Before he even had time to give permission for entry the door swung open and the scruffy Turk meandered across the carpet to stand in front of the desk, a slightly bored expression on his face.

 

Reno couldn't believe he'd been called up here again, drunk on duty? It was more a case of a heavy hangover with worked in aspects of drunkenness. Maybe if he'd actually gone to sleep after his drinking session Tseng wouldn't have noticed. Then again the way he was passed out in the toilets stinking of whiskey might have given him away. He turned his green eyes on the young man in front of him waiting to hear what punishment he'd be receiving this time. Last time he'd had to clean the Turks entire arsenal of weapons, he'd felt like his fingers were going to drop off and if he ever saw an oily rag again it'd be too soon.

 

Rufus sighed as he looked up at the red head, he really couldn't think of a way to punish the incorrigible Turk for his recent debauchery. He knew his father had tried many things and none of them really seemed to work, he decided maybe another approach was needed. He placed his slender fingers on the desk and pushed himself to his feet.

`Well boss?' questioned Reno a puzzled look on his usually confident face.

 

For the first time Reno felt a twinge of apprehension about what the vice president had planned for him, he'd always suspected the vice would probably be harder than even his old man. He swallowed apprehensively as Rufus slid round from behind his desk until he was standing directly in front of the Turk. `Errr boss'. Rufus's deep blue eyes focused on the Turk as if sizing him up somehow. He watched as Reno uncomfortably shifted his weight from foot to foot, his normal cocky airs and graces severely dented.

 

`Reno, how come every single punishment we come up with from docked pay to manual labour always fails to stop you acting so foolishly?' Rufus stepped forward until only centimeters separated the two young men. `Is there anything, anything at all that could get you to stop? I'd hate to see you fired'.

`Why's that' whispered Reno, not entirely sure why he was whispering as he desperately avoided Rufus's question, countering it with one of his own.

 

Rufus pressed his body against that of his subordinate, pale fingers suddenly reaching up to grasp the lapels of the Turks navy suit. He forced his lips against Reno's in a forceful kiss. `Because you're hot and if you weren't around I wouldn't have the chance to think of ways to punish you'. The Turk was beginning to get the impression he might actually quite enjoy his punishment, he shook his head unable to believe his young boss had just made a move on him.

 

He was frozen, unable to move as he stared at the beautiful young man before him. Rufus's eyes weren't such a cold blue up close and his strawberry blonde hair swept neatly back from his face seemed to make his pale face glow, his flushed lips in stark contrast. The vice presidents body was slender and judging by his grip in good shape, strange for a man stuck behind a desk twenty four hours a day, Reno's stream of thought paused as he suddenly realized quite how Rufus might get his work outs.

 

Rufus smiled and there was something predatorial in his gaze, his tongue slipped out to trace around his mouth, slowly, sensuously. Reno couldn't stop a sigh escaping his slack lips as he leant towards his boss. Rufus pulled back with a sly smile. `Are you going to turn up drunk for work again?'

`Never boss I swear' Rufus smiled at the need he could so plainly hear in Reno's voice. He was going to enjoy himself here, his eyes ran over the Turks angular face, lingering on the bright tattoo's beautifully framing his eye's. He stepped forward, a hand reaching round to tangle in the red heads ponytail as he pulled him in close for a mind numbing kiss.

 

Reno's slack lips were no kind of barrier and the vice president easily forced his tongue into his mouth, stroking his tongue against that of the Turk and licking delicately at the roof of his mouth. Finally Reno stirred as if breaking from a trance, he pushed his tongue back against Rufus's, forcing his way into the president's mouth. Rufus sucked deeply on his tongue making the taller man shiver. The blonde pulled back, letting the fiery trail of Reno's hair slip through his fingers he walked deliberately towards the office door. For one horrible minute Reno thought his boss was leaving, ending his fantasy come reality until the white suited man flicked the lock on the door and turned to face him.

 

`Strip' the command fell easily from the youth's lips and Reno's eyes widened in surprise. Rufus leaned back against the double doors and raised his eyebrow expectantly, arms folded across his chest. Reno was lost for words, he couldn't believe the way Rufus was talking, the sultry look in his eyes or how hot under the collar he was making him.

 

Reno smirked, a little of his usual cockiness showing through, even in this surreal conversation. He raised pale fingers to the goggles atop his head but Rufus stopped him with a hiss, `you can leave them on'. The red heads smirk deepened as he slipped off his suit jacket and threw it casually on the desk. Kicking off his shoes he began to unbutton his crumpled white shirt with unnecessary slowness. The shirt soon joined the jacket leaving Reno half naked, the light tracery of scars visible on his narrow chest. Stupid as it sounded Reno felt his confidence return with ever garment he shed, this was his territory now.

 

He ran his hands slowly across his own torso, fingers ghosting across his abdomen before slipping up to gently caress his nipples. He moaned slightly, lashes shading his eyes, lips slackened as he put all his considerable skill into making himself look as sexy as possible. He wanted to see Rufus's composure slip, wanted to see him lose control, a red blush shading his delicate cheeks.

 

Rufus did move forward though his tread was unhurried. `Allow me' he whispered in the Turks ear sending shivers down his spine. He took Reno's hands, lifting them to his mouth where he kissed each in turn before letting them drop. He stole Reno's mouth again as his hands slipped across the contours of Reno's chest as the red head's had done only moments before, except his hands slipped lower. The Turks pants slipped to the floor in a rumpled pile as Rufus's hands braced themselves on Reno's hips as he sank to his knees and in one smooth movement took the Turk into his mouth.

 

Reno gasped, fighting for air as his hands dropped to tighten in his boss's hair, his bosses! His fuckin' boss was giving him a blow job! This just couldn't be happening, it had to be another of those troublesome dreams, he'd wake up any minute now to no Rufus and his own hand wrapped around his dick. The suction on his shaft increased and his eyes shot open this wasn't a dream, he'd never imagined Rufus could possibly be this good.

 

The blonde head bobbed as he slid up and down his subordinate's cock, tongue slipping into the slit for the bitter taste of pre-cum then smoothing down his length. Reno groaned above him thrusting forward slightly, clearly fighting to hold himself back. The vice president temporarily let the Turk slip from his mouth, looking up at Reno with a smirk the red head would have been proud of. `Go on Reno, fuck my mouth'.

 

The taller man couldn't help but moan again at the prospect, he felt his cock engulfed again in the warm cavern of his boss but this time as Rufus increased the suction he slowly began to slide in and out until his shaft gently hit the back of the blondes mouth, Rufus seemed to have absolutely no gag reflex to speak of. Though the heir to the Shinra empire hadn't made a single noise the relish with which his lips stroked Reno's cock and the evil light in his eyes gazing up at the Turk showed just how much he was enjoying himself.

 

Reno felt the heat pool in his groin as with a final drawn out moan he came in Rufus's mouth. Swallowing with satisfaction, gently massaging the Turk until he was completely empty Rufus finished the job. He got to his feet, licking the last traces of cum from his mouth. `Have you learnt your lesson yet'. Reno smirked

`I really don't think I have, did Tseng mention I put last nights binge on my company card?'

 

Rufus shook his head in mock sadness as he reached inside his jacket, pulling out the sawn off shot gun he could famously shoot with just one hand. For a minute Reno's apprehension returned until the vice president brought the weapon to his mouth and slowly licked the length of the barrel before laying it on the desk. Reno never would have picked Rufus out as a kinky bastard but he was beginning to change his mind. `Turn around he ordered. Reno tore his gaze form those cock swollen lips with difficulty, turning towards the desk. Rufus moved round to rummage in one of the drawers, bringing out lube and to Reno's surprise and concern a pair of handcuffs.

 

`Am I going to need these' questioned Rufus innocently swinging the steel circles from a slender finger `or are you going to behave?' Reno thought about it for a minute realizing full well that the vice president was giving him a way out.

`I really can't promise I'll behave boss'. Rufus smiled.

`I had a feeling you were going to say that.' The vice president leaned forward with a speed Reno never expected from him. The steel band snapped shut on his wrist and with a skilled twist Rufus brought both his arms behind his back and snapped the second cuff shut.

 

Sweeping a section of his extensive desk clear he pushed Reno forward until the red heads chest lay flat against the warm wood, his face pushed to the side, a close up of the wood grain consuming his vision. For the first time a moan slipped from Rufus's lips at the sight before him. He nudged his leg between Reno's slim thighs, spreading his legs. The vice president lubed up his fingers before gently inserting one in the red heads ass and slowly beginning to move it. Reno gasped as a second finger joined the first and began to scissor alongside its partner. He slowly relaxed and Rufus removed his fingers.

 

Pulling Reno upright by his hair the blue eyed man settled the Turk on his feet before moving round until the desk was between them. They faced each other across the expanse of wood and Rufus slowly began to undress himself. As layer after layer of clothing was discarded Reno couldn't stop his fingers twitching with the urge to help the vice, to lay his fingers on that flawless skin. Rufus finally dropped his boxers to reveal that even if his manner was cold and unmoved certain parts of his body were quite the opposite. He was stood before Reno as naked as the day he was born and with about the same amount of shame and self consciousness.

 

Squeezing out more lube Rufus began to slowly slick his cock, and finally his face changed. His lip twitched and he slowly slid his eyes closed, a drawn out moan escaping slack lips. Reno was transfixed, his green eyes barely blinking as he drank in the show his boss was putting on for him. When that moan escaped the blonde's lips he practically came. Rufus slid a hand up to play with his nipple, brow creasing in pleasure. `Fuck me already yo!' the Turk demanded, his erection was painfully hard and his ass feeling far too empty after the departure of the vice's fingers.

 

Rufus paused, eyes lighting up wickedly at the evident need in the Turks voice. `Are you in any position to be making demands?' The tone was innocent, the words however were anything but. Reno straightened up trying to pull together the last shreds of his dignity as he stood before his boss naked, fully aroused for the second time and incapacitated by the handcuffs behind his back. Rufus moved round the desk, planting a hard kiss on his lips before pressing him back down to the desk, tattooed cheek grinding on wood. He spread Reno's other cheeks and teasingly pressed the head of his cock against his prepared hole.

 

`Are you ever going to disobey my orders again?'

No boss' whimpered the red head

`Am I ever going to have to discipline you again?' Reno paused, if this was his punishment he'd be quite happy for it to become a regular thing. Rufus leaned forward to whisper directly in the Turks ear `here's a hint, if you want my dick up your ass the answers no'

`In that case boss I will never so much as turn up late again, I'll start ironing my shirts, I'll even wear a tie!'

 

Reno's frenzied talking was cut off as a scream of pleasure ripped from his throat and his body shuddered as Rufus fully entered him in one smooth movement. `God Rufus that's so good'. The vice paused, hands fixed on the taller mans hips as his breathing increased, he waited for Reno's consent. `Move already yo!' He pulled back as far as he could before slamming into the Turk building to a relentless pace. Reno groaned as the pain ebbed away and there was nothing but the satisfying feel of being filled, over and over again.

 

The young men's heavy panting filled the room, that and the sound of Reno's throaty moans and groans. His hips were being ground painfully along the edge of the desk but he couldn't care less, he was so close. An even louder groan broke from his throat as Rufus's strong fingers closed on his shaft and began to pump it almost painfully, in time with his thrusts.

 

`Harder' gasped the Turk as Rufus found his spot and his vision blurred, he felt the blonde slam against his prostate again and again with unerring accuracy. He begged continuously, harder, faster, his words becoming a mantra. Rufus had lost all coldness and complacency, his pale cheeks flushed scarlet, blonde bangs plastered to his forehead.

`It's a shame you didn't bring your EMR with you' he gasped and Reno's eyes widened at the implications of the comment.

 

With a groan Rufus slapped his hand against Reno's ass as he slammed into him sending the Turk over the edge as he spilled his cum over the vices hand. As the red heads orgasm racked his body and his muscles clenched around Rufus's cock he too orgasmed and released deep inside his employee. Slipping himself from the shivering red head Rufus stepped back before pulling Reno up to stand in front of him.

 

Reno's eyelids twitched and slowly lifted to reveal brilliant green eyes. The eyes fixed on Rufus's proffered fingers, still covered in his own cum hovering just in front of his flushed lips. He flicked out his tongue, tasting the salty bitterness and trying to focus his swimming vision on the blue eyes before him. Rufus smirked in satisfaction before drawing back his fingers and taking them into his own mouth, swirling his tongue around them, openly enjoying Reno's taste.

 

When satisfied with the cleanliness of his hand Rufus spun the Turk round and released him from the handcuffs. Reno groaned in discomfort as he slowly moved his stiff arms. The vice pushed himself against the Turks back resting his chin on a pale shoulder as he massaged the red heads arms helping the blood circulate and aiding Reno in regaining some feeling. As knotted muscles relaxed beneath his fingers Rufus turned him round for the final time. Planting a last firm kiss on hot lips before moving to put on his clothes. Reno watched still slightly disorientated before finally concluding nothing else was going to happen and slowly joining Rufus in dressing himself.

 

White suit back in place, appearing as perfectly clinical as ever except for his slightly tousled hair and swollen lips the vice president slipped into his chair and lazily watched the Turk dress. As Reno opened his mouth to speak Rufus interrupted him. `Paperwork'. The red head looked confused until his eyes saw the papers scattered on the floor where they'd fallen as Rufus swept the desk clear. The Turk collected the documents and placed them back on the desk, awaiting the next order.

 

Rufus picked up a pen and casually added his signature to the top sheet before once again looking at the Turk. `I have paperwork to attend to and I'm sure even you have some form of work to do. I trust you won't be causing difficulties or disobeying orders again'. Reno dumbly shook his head confusion mounting. He turned to leave but was stopped by a pointed cough from the blonde haired man. `However if it becomes necessary to discipline you again I will personally attend to it'.

 

A small smirk graced Reno's face twisting his tattoos upward as a dirty look smoldered in his eyes. `I never knew you were such a kinky sleaze boss'. Rufus archly raised a single golden brow in a mixture of disdain, disinterest and boredom. Reno knew when to get out, turning he limped from the room desperately wondering how he was going to hide his soreness and the stiffness in his arms from his colleagues. They fed off learning how Shinra had punished his recent misdemeanors and were no doubt eagerly awaiting his return.

 

Rufus returned to his paperwork a slight smile playing abut his lips, he was going to enjoy punishing the Turk more often, he was sure he could rely on the rebellious young man to find many imaginative ways to rile Tseng badly enough to make him take his complaint to a higher level. That higher level being the vice presidents office, or maybe mused Rufus idly, his bedroom.