Reno is God (Part Four)

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Okay, so I guess I'm gonna keep writing this! If you are offended by religious irreverence, then please pass this one over!
Title: Reno Is God
Rating: M (suggestive themes with potential for downright smuttiness)
Description: Freshly returned from the lifestream, Kadaj enjoys a sucker compliments of Tifa and informs Cloud that he has found God
Disclaimer: I don't own shite, if you want to sue me, sue for my SIMS games--they're the only things I have that are worth anything

This was meant to be amusing, take it as such!

            Reno laughed at his outrage, sniggering at Kadaj’s obvious irritation.

            “Nothing personal, baby, you’re just a little young, yet,” he told him, scooping Kadaj up to lift him away from the pile of his clothing.

                        “You know, for god, you’re very thoughtless,” Kadaj informed him. “Aren’t you supposed to be nice to everyone?”

            “You think?” Reno teased, and dumped him down on the bed. The comforter was smooth burgundy silk stuffed with down and Kadaj was momentarily distracted by it, cooing, “Ooooh, soft….”

            He squeaked a little when Reno clambered over him on all fours, his slender body looming over Kadaj’s own and making the boy feel rather undersized and helpless—both things he didn’t take kindly to at all. He liked being so pretty but he hated being so petite because it made people treat him like he was much younger than he really was…however old that might be.

            Reno crawled over him and hauled him further up the bed, all the way until his head hit the pillows. When he hunkered down on his elbows, his big blue eyes danced with delight and he grinned at Kadaj, asking, “Any other complaints, yo? I got a suggestion box, but it’s kinda full of things like, ‘stop world hunger’ and ‘why did my wife leave me’ so your issue may have to wait awhile.”

            Kadaj frowned. He hadn’t thought of that. He probably wouldn’t get his bike very soon, considering. He gave Reno the Big Eyes and said in his smallest, sweetest, ‘poor little me’ voice, “But I really wanted a bike.”

            Reno cocked his head, puzzled but amused, and said, “Yeah, sure, a bike. Got it.”

            Ecstatic to have been launched to the head of the queue, Kadaj gave him a happy grin and sighed, “Thank you!”

            “No problem, yo,” Reno told him. “Now quit talking so much or we’ll never get this done.”

            Kadaj realized suddenly that he was, indeed, on the magic bed, and felt duly awed to finally be allowed to worship as Yazoo did. So far it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, except that he was naked—still, if he’d taken that shower with Reno the time Yazoo had stopped him, he’d have been naked then…

            His thoughts cut off abruptly when Reno dropped his shaggy red head, the tips of his hair tickling Kadaj’s throat and chin, and started kissing his chest. Surprised, Kadaj lifted his hands a little, unsure of what to do, but then Reno’s warm and skillful mouth found one pale pink and virginal little nipple and the boy yelped, startled by how it felt. That slowly stabbing tongue teased him, Reno’s hands gripping his ribcage tightly, his mouth sucking and his sharp teeth gently nibbling.

            He paused long enough to whisper, “Relax, Princess, let daddy do his thing…”

            Kadaj was uncertain but he trusted Reno. Any time he’d been upset, Reno had done his best to soothe him. Whenever he needed hugs or kisses, Reno doled them out without asking for anything in return. He even seemed to know when Kadaj was out of patience fending off groping hands and never ever groped him then. He even brought the boy little gifts when he came back from missions, knowing how Kadaj enjoyed being remembered. There had never been a single instance of friction between Reno and anyone living in his apartment, and as a result they all loved him.

            So Kadaj closed his eyes, dropped his hands to Reno’s shoulders, and sighed a little as the man’s mouth woke odd, aching desires in him. He giggled when his belly started tightening, and Reno laughed softly against his flesh, enjoying his innocent reactions.

            “You’re tickly,” Kadaj told him, and gasped when Reno bit him, his teeth barely grazing his skin.

            “Good thing you’re so patient, yo,” Reno said, lifting his head for a moment before dropping his lips to Kadaj’s other nipple.

            The boy was ready for it this time, and got a little breathless when everything started to mellow into a loose, tingly heat that made his body do the same weird thing it had done when he’d touched it. It didn’t scare him this time, because it didn’t scare Reno and he knew the man would be the first in line to tell him if something was off or weird. Reno was always the one who sent him packing back to the room he shared with Loz whenever Kadaj came bouncing out in something “way fucking less than appropriate!” and refused to allow Kadaj to leave the apartment until he changed. So, yeah, if anything was happening to him that shouldn’t, Reno would definitely let him know.

            “That’s better,” Reno murmured, and trailed kisses down his belly to dip his tongue into Kadaj’s navel.

            Kadaj had a sudden startling, anticipatory terror that Reno’s mouth might wander even lower, and he was certain that bad things would happen if that were the case. But Reno’s warm lips whispered over his flat belly to nip at his sides and descended no lower than his belly button. Kadaj was both relieved and a little disappointed.

            Until he felt Reno’s hand brush the bare skin of his thigh. On the inside.

            Kadaj tensed, eyes wide, all lethargy forgotten.

            “Relax,” Reno told him again, his big blue eyes hazy with lust when he lifted his head. He stretched out next to Kadaj and rolled half atop him, propping himself up on one elbow to tickle his fingers up the boy’s slim thigh. He leaned over a little to kiss Kadaj, distracting him from those disturbing fingers. “See? It’s not so bad, Princess. You just gotta relax and trust me, yo. I’d never do anything bad to you. Put your arms around me.”

            Kadaj obediently lifted his slim arms and looped them around Reno’s neck, warming with each soft kiss. It was nice to have Reno’s tongue in his mouth, and the man kissed him until Kadaj figured out how to do it back, mimicking his movements. He could feel the hard heat of Reno’s body against his other thigh, and those fingers still tracing lazy circles on his delicate skin, slowly spiraling higher and higher…

            “Oh my god!” he gasped, jumping when those fingers brushed over his sensitive sac and brought with them a wash of shuddering pleasure. He jerked in a hard recoil but the man’s slender but oh-so-strong body held him trapped and those lips swallowed down his embarrassed whimpers. He squealed in soft protest but Reno’s tongue darted deep and his warm, sensitive hand gave him a slow, knowing stroke.

            “Oh my god!” Kadaj whimpered, eyes closing, going boneless. He felt too full for his own skin, amazing pleasure building pressure in his groin under Reno’s firm, skilled fingers. His hips rocked of their own accord, his slim back bowing a little in response.

            “There’s my baby boy,” Reno whispered, his voice husky. It embarrassed Kadaj to no end to know that Reno was watching him, was seeing this, but that hard heat was pulsing in a throbbing beat against his leg and it only added to his pleasure. “Give it to daddy, Princess—lemme see the first cum you’ve ever had.”

            Kadaj didn’t know what he meant but he could hardly focus on words anyway. The pressure in his groin built to amazing proportions and he sobbed in abject pleasure as that slowly stroking hand made him erupt into a thousand tiny, sharp pieces of pure sensation. His hips arched up hard against Reno’s quickening fist and he wailed his first orgasm into the man’s suddenly frantic mouth as something hot and wet came bursting out of him to coat his belly—pleasure made physical, the most amazing thing of his life boiling down to a hot explosion that shot out over the top of Reno’s fist.

            “Oh, that’s it,” Reno groaned, still stroking him, still swallowing his sobbing moans with deep, sucking kisses. “Keep going, baby, give me everything you’ve got.”

            Kadaj whimpered, writhing beneath him, riding the crest of his climax until he was sweating and drained, shuddering sharply with each pull of Reno’s tight fist. The man slowed down, stroking him gently, caressing that viscous white liquid down his length and back up until Kadaj grew soft and plaint in his hand.

            After a moment of ragged breathing, Reno finally asked, “How’d you like that, brat?”

            Kadaj could only stare at him with huge, disbelieving eyes, unable to put into words what he’d just felt.

            Reno seemed to take silence as the best compliment, and rubbed his wet hand over Kadaj’s belly, spreading the mess of it over his skin, sniggering, “Fuck if that ain’t a load and a half! You need to start jerking off, kid—I’m surprised your balls haven’t burst.”

            Kadaj squeaked softly, horrified, and whispered, “I could burst?!”

            Reno laughed, amused, and shook his head, contrite when he said, “Nah, I was just teasing you, yo. You won’t burst. But you do need to start jerking off—kids your age do that, you know.”

            Kadaj shook his head. He didn’t know.

            “What’s that mean?” he asked, figuring he’d better find out since this was something he should be doing.

            “Don’t worry, I’ll show you in a minute,” Reno told him, and heaved himself off of the bed to get rid of his pajama pants.

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