jaded_grin | A Hard Time: The Visit

So, we have been RPing our little booties off and have more to offer in the ongoing story of Cloud and his two Turks :D We hope you all enjoy this round as much as you enjoyed the other, and please let us know what you think!
Authors: Cloud is played by

zilldk , Reno and Rude are played by

jaded_grin
Characters: Reno/Cloud (for now, Rude comes in later again)
Rating: R - you have been warned!
Warnings: Light D/s, man sex, etc. This is purely (almost) porn, people!
Summary: After leaving the room in that bar behind him, Cloud drives ahead, trying very hard not to think too much about what he'd done with Reno and Rude such a short time ago...

After the encounter with the Turks in the bar, Cloud tried to forget about what happened. He tried to convince himself not to think about it, and just let it go, not really daring to believe Reno and Rude had meant what they had said before he left.

"I ain't saying we should make you a habit or anything...But as far as addictions go, I'd say you make a pretty fine one." Those had been Reno’s words, and even though Cloud tried really hard not to think about it, he had kind of hidden it in his heart, in a little safe box only he knew existed. At least hope lived there, even if it was foolish to believe in the words of a Turk.

And as the days went, it became easier to forget, easier to go on like he used to. He continued in the same dull routine, making his deliveries, fighting the few, scattered monsters he could find, eating alone, sleeping alone…

Surprisingly, he hadn’t heard anything from Rufus since the encounter with the Turks, and a tiny spark of hope that they had actually kept their word and taken care of Rufus lingered. But other than that Cloud just let it go. It was no use to linger in the past. He knew that better than anyone…

***

"Hey, wait, drop me here, yo," Reno said, craning his head around to see if Cloud's Fenrir was parked in its usual spot outside of his home.

Rude slowed down and pulled next to the curb, turning to give his partner a long look.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Reno laughed, brushing off his unspoken concern. "What's the worst he can do, huh? Throw me out? 'Cause that’s never happened before!"

Rude smiled at him and lowly said, "Turns, then."

"Sure thing, yo," Reno quipped, opening the door to the car and sliding out in a spill of graceful limbs and long red hair. "Just gonna feel it out a bit, see if he's up for it yet."

"We did have a good time..."

Reno snorted a little and said, "There'll be time later for you to work on him, you big bear—I think right now he could use some good old fashioned fun."

Rude smirked at him and asked, "What, I'm not fun?"

"Just go!" Reno laughed, and slammed the door. He shoved his free hand into his pocket and strolled towards Cloud's place while Rude drove off. He wasn't sure he'd be welcome, but he didn't really care. One way or the other, he was getting Cloud to show some more of himself tonight, that same self who'd fucked Reno hard enough to hurt and kissed him like he'd die if he didn't.

Humming a little, he slunk up onto the stoop, tossed his smoke away, and banged hard on the door.

It only took a little while before Reno could hear footsteps on the other side of the door, followed by the sliding of a lock being released.
Cloud had been home for a while, finishing his deliveries early and not wanting to spend time at the closed bar.

He almost expected it to be Tifa, stopping by to let him know she was back, so he didn’t really think too much about it when he opened the door.

He just stood there, bare-footed, hair still wet from his shower, wearing his usual loose fitting cargo pants and just a wrinkled, unbuttoned, short sleeved shirt on top, not bothering to think about looks, when it was just Tifa.

But it definitely wasn’t Tifa, and Cloud froze in his tracks.

"Reno?" he mumbled, barely believing his own eyes. "What are you…"

Breath hitching, heart thundering he just stared. "What do you want?"

"That's a hell of a question!" Reno laughed, leaning against the doorjamb. "Mind if I come in or are ya gonna keep me standing here?"

He didn't wait for an invitation, didn't wait to be tossed back out onto the street. He didn't know Cloud that well outside of their run-ins and that amazing sex the three of them had shared, but he figured if he just went with it, Cloud would flow, too.

"Nice place," he remarked, looking around. He turned back to Cloud, who was standing at the door still, a bewildered look on his face. "You look like you seen a ghost, yo. Whatsa matter? I know it ain't Rufus, we done fixed him right..."

He trailed off and smirked at Cloud, his blue eyes slowly taking him in. Maybe this time around, he'd get top. Just depended on how things fell out...and if Cloud would actually let Reno touch him.

He leaned against the wall, head cocked, waiting for the man to do something, to either throw him out or let him stay.

He really hoped it would be "stay"...

About a billion thoughts raced through Cloud’s brain at the same time, but none of them stayed long enough for him to really register. He just stood there, still holding the door as Reno leaned against the wall, that cocky grin on his handsome face.

For a moment, Cloud’s eyes trailed the long red ponytail that had made its way down over Reno’s shoulder, and he remembered how it has looked against his smooth, white skin that night.

"I…haven’t heard anything…from Rufus, since…" He trailed off, afraid to think what just popped into his mind. He was in his own home, and he felt completely unprotected, unguarded, without his gear, without some sort of protection. Was this it? Would the blackmailing start right here, right now?

But something about Reno – something in that look – made Cloud hope differently.

At last Cloud hesitantly closed the door and just took one desperate chance. He had to.

"Please… Stay?"

Reno couldn't stop the grin that spread over his fine lips when Cloud asked him to stay. The man had said it with the barest trace of hesitance, only the slightest bit of vulnerability, but it was enough that Reno knew he was in.

That they were in—he and Rude were partners, after all. Sharing was just what they did.

"I was hoping you'd say that," Reno murmured, dipping his head a little to look at Cloud from the tops of his big blue eyes. "Old Papa Bear's been thinkin' about you, Strife..."

He shoved away from the wall and wandered further into Cloud's living room, hands still in his pockets.

"Actually, we both been thinking about ya," he amended, knowing Rude would crack his spine if he didn't tell Cloud the whole truth. Truth and trust were big ones on the Big Guy's list, and he'd have nothing less for Cloud now, either. He glanced back at Cloud, a smile on his lips. "I figured you'd send him home disappointed and that I'd better come. So what d'ya say? You wanna have a little fun? You only got me for now, but he'll wait for ya, yet."

Cloud went after Reno, listening to his words and letting them settle. There was no way back now. He had invited Reno himself, but to be truthful, he was scared to death. The big Hero of the World was scared to the core of his soul for trusting Reno, for believing in his words.

"You were…thinking about me?" Cloud’s blue were eyes full of doubt and almost disbelief. "Why?" He stepped a little closer, vigilant, as if expecting Reno to lash out.

He thought about the bite marks Reno had left him with that night – the perfectly shaped “Reno” spelled out in his flesh the next morning, reminding him it was all true – that it had really happened. Cloud had cherished the marks, stared at them in the mirror, wanting them to never go away. But like the definite aching soreness in his backside it had all faded and finally left without a trace.

But now Reno was here! He was standing right there in the middle of the living room. It wasn’t a dream. It was real.

"Well, sure, you know," Reno said evasively, never one to be comfortable with what he termed 'awkward stuff.' "Thinking. Just...wondering what you were doing, if you've been alright after we got done with you."

He grinned suddenly and purred, "You get my message?"

He knew from Cloud's sudden flush that he had gotten Reno's message—his name spelled out in bruises on Cloud's silky white hide.

"Couldn't help myself, you're such a perfect canvas," he teased, and hefted up his shirt to share his own artwork. "I know you saw this bad boy—" he traced the dragon wrapped around his belly button, grinning— "But you might not've seen this one."

He lifted his shirt and jacket higher, turning to give Cloud the long length of his back and the two twined serpents twisting their way around one another and up his spine.

"You like it?" he asked, standing there with one hip cocked out and his slender back bared. "Rude took me to have it done. What do you think?”

Cloud had to step closer to get a better look at the tattoos on Reno’s back, and just the sight of him made Cloud want to touch, to feel…Reno was the epitome of sexy and he drew Cloud directly in, just as he had planned.

The artwork was truly magnificent, and the way the serpents seemed to make Reno’s beautiful skin come alive had Clout reach out instinctively to run his fingers along the contour of the slender creatures.
"It’s…beautiful" Cloud whispered, completely drawn in by the mesmerizing feel of silky soft skin beneath his fingertips. "Did it…did it hurt to have them done?"

"Yeah, it did," Reno answered, cutting his eyes to the side even though he couldn't see Cloud behind him. But he felt that light touch glide along his skin, soft and seeking. "But as Rude always says, some things are worth the pain."
            He turned a little, letting his shirt and jacket fall down to cover Cloud's lingering hand, to put some gentle restraint on him to keep those fingers against his skin. He cocked his head and lowly said, "He said you'd know about that..."
            Rude had been unusually thoughtful about Cloud since their tryst, and had spoken to Reno about it when they'd vaguely talked about what things were looking like where he was concerned. After all, they were particular about who they let past the barbed-wire and fences that surrounded their pretty complicated relationship...But the deep thoughts were for his still river, and Reno was on his own here, right now.
            "You don't have to answer that," he said, smiling at Cloud, wondering if Rude was rubbing off on him.

            "Yeah…Some things," Cloud replied softly, letting his hand slide down that long slender back, not wanting to break the contact either. Reno was warm against his hand, and it felt so nice to just touch, to linger and feel the smoothness of Reno’s skin.
            He felt his heart speed up and lowered his face, not really daring to meet Reno’s gaze while he softly let his fingers slide back up along Reno’s spine under his shirt and jacket, caressing, wishing he could see more of the beautiful artwork on Reno’s hide.
            "I have been thinking…" he whispered. "About…about getting one, too." His cheeks turned a delicious shade of light pink as he said it, as if he was afraid that Reno would think him vain or superficial for wanting to get inked. "I dunno. What…do you think?"

"Hey, I'm always down for tats," Reno said, giving him a cheeky grin. He was glad that Cloud didn't pull away, glad to feel that hand still on his back. He had hoped that Cloud wouldn't shy away from his approach—he most certainly would've shied away from Rude, the big guy was just too much to handle sometimes, too intense, too large...But it was going well so far, and Reno decided he liked Cloud coming out of his shell.
He reached out and tugged a little at Cloud's shirt, not lifting it up, just emphasizing his words when he said, "Guess it's all gone by now, huh? Oh well, there's more where that came from. You want to get inked, Cloud, I know the best places, but it ain't something you wanna do lightly—It's something that'll be with you forever."

Cloud closed his eyes at Reno’s words and drew in a deep breath.

"It’s…all gone," he whispered. It had a tinge of sadness to it. "And…I don’t want it to be." The last words were only a whisper.
He knew it was a vulnerable opening, and that Reno could hurt him badly if he wanted to. He just desperately hoped he wouldn’t because despite his efforts to prevent it, not a day passed by without Cloud thinking back to that amazing night where the two Turks had made him feel so alive again. He couldn’t forget no matter how hard he had tried.

"That night at the bar…I…wanted to thank you for…for not telling. For just letting it go. And for keeping Rufus away…"

His hand still rested on Reno’s warm back, still felt the light movement of muscles beneath every time Reno shifted and moved his body even the slightest bit. Like the serpents had a life of their own, moving, twisting, snaking their way in on him…
Cloud struggled with his fear, the knowledge that this was dangerous, that he once more had let the predator circle him in, and that he should get out, get out before it hurt him too much. Before it went in for the kill.
At last Cloud raised his head and looked into Reno’s beautiful blue eyes with a sincerity that signaled that Cloud was completely unguarded. Vulnerable.

“Is this a game to you, Reno?” he whispered. "Is this…Do you mean any of it?" He reached up with his free hand and gently brushed one of Reno's wild, red bangs away from his eyes and continued to let his thumb slide along the red tattoo below Reno’s eye.

The touch was sweet, only a light gesture but the sincerity of it was paramount and Reno could feel Cloud's hand tremble. It left Reno with all the power he needed to deliver the final blow if that was what he had come to do.

For a moment, Reno tensed. He wasn't good at this part. For all of his constant talking, all of his grins and flirting, when it came down to stuff that counted he was utter crap and Rude knew it. Rude had been the only one to unravel him, to shrug off his biting wit, to ignore his odd turns of temper and irritation as things got too close...For a panicky moment he wished he'd let Rude come instead—Rude could handle Cloud delicately, could fold him against that huge chest and soothe away all the aches. Rude was the healer, Reno was just...

Those blue eyes held his, wide and deep and sparkling, the lashes lowered just a little, the brows drawn into a soft, anxious look. Cloud was prepping for rejection, was bracing for what life always tossed his way. The soft brush of his fingers brought Reno out of it, the slight tremble against his skin making him realize he'd been silent for longer than he should've.

"I ain't good at this," he lowly said, falling back on honesty because nothing else he had would do Cloud justice right now. "Papa Bear is the one to talk soft with, Cloud. But I can tell you this: me and him go way back, we got something most people don't, a special way of doing things. Sometimes we let someone else in but..."

He broke off, trying to think of a way to phrase it. The agreement had just kind of happened between him and Rude, like it usually did. There had been minimal discussion about the outcome, and just curious musings on Rude's part about Cloud's wounds—from the second Cloud's eyes had bled to green and he'd started giving as good as he got, the two of them had just known that he'd wind up adding a third to their duo. Maybe not forever, maybe not at all if Cloud didn't want it, but the feeling was that they would try. Rude was drawn to Cloud's deep-seated vulnerability, and Reno was just drawn to Cloud period.

"What happened at the hotel wasn't something we usually do. Not the sex part, we do that pretty regular, but the closeness of it," he finally said, and pushed into Cloud's hand like a big cat, his eyes closing a little. He smiled his crooked smile and added, "Rude would whack me one right now if he could see how I'm fucking this up! I guess, right down to it, Cloud—we mean it. The only games Rude and I play are in the sack, we don't poke sticks into other people's pain. We definitely wouldn't do that to you, Cloud, we respect you too much for that."

He blushed a little, uncomfortable to be taking Rude's usual role, but the bigger man had insisted it would have to come sometime, and Reno's own desire for Cloud made it a little easier than it might've been. He closed his hand over Cloud's drifting fingers and turned completely to face the other man, shrugging a little as he said, "Guess that's all I can tell ya, yo..."

Cloud felt like a giant weight was suddenly lifted from his shoulders as Reno’s words sank in and settled. He could see how much Reno was out of his element here, and that made it so much more sincere.
Carefully he pulled Reno close, using his hand on his back to draw him in, desperately needing to be close, to linger a little, even though he knew it wasn’t really Reno’s thing to cuddle.

"Reno… Thank you" he whispered, resting his forehead against Reno’s and just savoring the moment for a little while.

            He had prepared himself for the blow, for the devastating laughter or whatever other cruel punishment his vulnerability could have triggered, but it never came.
            Instead he found himself here, feeling like he could be a part of something, like he was wanted and even welcome in this, in their lives, and it was a dream come true.
            Suddenly he felt his eyes sting and a slight tinge of panic at that. He never cried! He never ever let anyone see that, see him this vulnerable! The Hero couldn’t cry!

But as he softly pressed his lips to Reno’s, he couldn’t prevent a single bright tear from the corner of his eye to slide down his cheek – the feelings too great, too intense for him to contain. Could this really be happening? Could he finally find somewhere he belonged – with them?

Reno opened his mouth a little as those soft lips settled on his, not demanding or cruel, just needy and soothing. Cloud's hand on his back was warm and strong, pulling him close and keeping him there against that lithe and delicious body, his other hand still gently cupping Reno's cheek.

He tipped his head to the side and let Cloud kiss him, didn't push it, didn't bite or tease. He was open, wet, and warm, just letting Cloud get what he needed. But he opened his eyes just as a single crocodile tear wound its way from the corner of Cloud's eye.

Oh shit! He wasn't good with crying! His heart jumped a little in his chest but he realized it wasn't all that bad. That Cloud would feel safe enough to expose himself in such a way made Reno himself feel oddly good, and he wondered if this was what Rude had always tried to explain to him. The Good Feeling he'd always called it, the feeling he got when Reno let him see the dark and secret places no one else ever had and trusted him not to betray them.
He cautiously slipped his arms around Cloud's powerful back and let his mouth drift over to catch that lonely tear on its way down, murmuring, "We want you, Cloud. You ain't gotta worry on that count..."

Cloud closed his eyes as Reno kissed the tear away, and let out a soft, relieved sigh. He would cherish this moment in his heart for a very long time, and he was truly grateful for the way Reno had treated him. He could have just walked out, but he hadn’t and he had filled Cloud’s heart with hope.

After a little while the moment settled and Cloud opened his eyes again. No more tears, just relief, and as he looked into Reno’s eyes, he smiled, sincere and warm, while he let his hand slide into Reno’s fiery red hair. He let his hand slide down to the band that held the long hair in a ponytail and loosened it, so he could run his fingers all the way through the long strands, spilling it over Reno’s shoulders.

"Beautiful,” he whispered before he closed his eyes and kissed Reno again, softly at first, but soon deepening the kiss, wanting to show Reno, that he wanted more, wanted him. To show that he trusted him. He was ready.

Now this Reno knew—those gentle fingers tugging his hair free, the covetous touch. He tipped his head back just a little to feel those fingers brush his scalp and smiled as Cloud drew his long hair over his shoulder. The look on Cloud's face made him warm to the tips of his toes, and that soft smile was one he hoped to see a lot more of, so open and alive, so flawlessly perfect and utterly honest.

"Beautiful," the man whispered, and Reno's smile widened. Rude loved his hair, too, said it was his seventh-best feature, but he'd never shared what made one through six...

Cloud's wet, warm tongue in his mouth quickly chased rational thought away and he clenched his fingers more tightly in Cloud's shirt as the man so suddenly and thoroughly kissed him, tongue darting and teasing, a low purr of enjoyment working its way from his throat.
Emboldened by Cloud's sudden desire, he worked one hand beneath his shirt and let it stroke the silky skin of Cloud's long back.

"Now," he whispered, lapping at Cloud's mouth, sucking at his tongue and going back to tease the tip across that delectable lower lip. "My vote goes for the couch, but it's your call, Cloud. If you want a bed then we'd best get to it."

            "Couch is good,” Cloud murmured between kisses, desire already building in him like an oncoming storm, and he started to tug on Reno’s suit jacket to get it off, to get to the delicious white skin with the marvelous decorations inside. Right now he didn’t even remember where his bed was!
            His hands pulled the jacket down over Reno’s shoulders and discarded it in the nearby armchair without even checking to see where it fell. He didn’t care at this point, and as he kissed down Reno’s jaw and further down his throat, he worked the buttons on Reno’s shirt with nimble fingers, eagerly, fumbling a little and just desperately needing Reno naked at this point.
            His breath sped up and when he finally succeeded in unbuttoning the last one, his hands instantly parted the shirt to the sides and ran down Reno’s chest, palms flat against the warm delicious skin, savoring, caressing, needing. His hands reached the beautiful dragon tattoo on Reno’s firm, flat stomach and lingered there, fingertips gently outlining the form, admiring it openly.
            When he looked up again to meet Reno’s deep blue gaze, the look in Cloud’s eyes was warm, almost at the brink of being playful, and then, after a deep, wet kiss Cloud slowly started kissing his way down over pale skin, tongue teasing, licking his way down that long, strong neck, further down to tease the point right where throat and collarbones met, knowing how sensitive that particular spot was.
            He could feel how Reno shuddered slightly from the teasing, and Cloud smiled as he went further south, kissing, licking, nibbling down a strong, lean chest, savoring the taste of Reno like it was an aphrodisiac in itself.
            He lingered a little as one pert nipple was sucked and teased with smooth tongue and careful, nibbling little bites until blood rushed to the little nub and awakened it. Cloud's fingers worked the other nipple at the same time, pinching teasingly and loving the feel of it swelling between his fingertips.
            After a little while Cloud continued his explorations, lips kissing, sharp teeth nibbling carefully further down Reno’s delicious body until the blond warrior was on his knees before Reno, hands sliding gently, caressing, along the smooth skin on Reno’s sides to rest on slim hips while Cloud’s tongue traced a wet pattern along the tattooed dragon’s swirling outline all the way around Reno’s bellybutton.

Reno decided that he liked Adventurous Cloud.

Though there was nothing in the young warrior's demeanor to imply that he was either shy or timid, Cloud's natural reticence had led Reno to believe that he was all of those things and more. The taste he'd gotten of Cloud in the hotel had shown him that he was wrong, and the hot lips playing over his body only confirmed that.

"Mmmm, just like that, baby," he purred, his nipples aching and super sensitive thanks to Cloud's sucking mouth, sharp teeth, and clever hands. That soft, hot tongue played around his bellybutton and he couldn't help himself—he sank both hands into Cloud's soft, thick hair and held him fast to his lean belly, his head tipped down a little to see Cloud playing with his dragon tatt. Warm, strong, sword-calloused hands swept up his sides, almost tickling, and came back to rest on his hips. He was already starting to get hard and just gave in to the pleasure of it, letting Cloud's mouth lift goosebumps on his skin. "You sure are something, Cloud."

Reno yelped and laughed a little when Cloud's tongue poked playfully into his bellybutton, a spot of his body that Reno was oddly protective of. He pulled his fingers through Cloud's fine, soft hair and bent over, catching his lush, wet mouth in a nipping, teasing kiss.

"You tell me what you want, Cloud," he panted, sucking on Cloud's lower lip, catching it between his sharp, quick teeth while light laughter bubbled up from inside him. He wasn't sure what it was about right now, but he sure as shit felt good and he hoped Cloud felt it, too. "I'll make it happen."

            Cloud’s heart raced at Reno’s words and the delighted, soft laughter made Cloud feel incredibly light inside. Relieved. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had made him feel like that, and he savored it like a treasure.
            "I want…" he whispered between kisses, hands sliding up over Reno’s wonderfully chiseled body and into beautiful red hair, gently scratching Reno’s scalp with his nails. He could feel the fire burning within, and the desperate yearning that hadn’t left him since that night at the hotel. "I want you. I want you inside me."
            He dared not meet Reno’s gaze at this point, too afraid of what he’d see. "I want to be yours tonight. Please…" The plea was soft, fragile, but he meant it with all of his heart, and finally he took a deep breath and met Reno’s beautiful blue eyes with his own. They held all his newfound sincerity and trust, and a sweet, insecure smile tugged at his lips.

            Reno's easy smile slowly widened and he kissed Cloud again, sucking on his tongue, sweeping the inside of his mouth to taste him and feel him. He kissed him until they both were panting, and then let his hands wander beneath Cloud's open, untucked shirt.
            "You want me?" he questioned, grinning wolfishly, stroking soft, silky skin and rough scars alike. Cloud's hands trailed through his loose hair and Reno almost started purring - he loved having his hair stroked, petted, played with, it raised goosebumps on his skin and sent a shiver through his slender body. His eyes slid nearly shut and he pressed close to Cloud, rubbing against him to softly say, "I'm a whole different animal when Papa Bear ain't there to leash me..."
            He arched against Cloud and walked him back a few steps towards the unsuspecting couch, his blue eyes dancing at the anticipation he saw reflected in Cloud's own.
            "You sure you want this?" he asked, giving Cloud one last out as he paused there before the couch.

            Cloud looked into Reno’s eyes as he made this final offer for Cloud to get out, to flee, but there was no longer any doubt in Cloud’s mind, no traces of his former insecurity in his gaze. Reno’s predatory smile, the dangerous, lazy smirk went directly into Cloud’s gut and sent flares of want through his yearning body.
            The mere thought of Rude holding Reno on a leash made green fire spark in Cloud’s eyes as the desire grew and started to burn, and thinking of Reno as the wild, dominant beast in bed had Cloud growling deep within his throat. Gods, he wanted this!
            A sudden flare of courage made Cloud close his fist in Reno’s hair – not entirely enough to try to dominate, but enough to state his point. No more tears! He was ready for this!
            He kissed Reno roughly, teased his lips to lure that hot, wet tongue into his mouth, and when he got it, he sucked it hard, greedily, in an obscenely dirty kiss.
            The feel of Reno’s hands on his body made his blood boil and his heart race, hot waves of want crashing over him, flames searing through his soul and waking the animal inside. Reno’s predatory smile cut everything to the core and lured Cloud’s hunger to the surface.
            "Fuck me, Reno!" he snarled in between sultry kisses, green flaming in his eyes. "And don’t you fucking dare hold back!"

            Reno growled in answer to the challenge, reveling in the rough pull on his hair, in Cloud's sudden and thrilling need for his rough side. Rude cautiously gave him his own way at times, but never once would he give up control of Reno—it was part of their understanding, the way they worked together, their everything. Not for the first time Reno wondered if his Papa Bear was even smarter than he thought he was, letting him come for Cloud alone...
            "I'll fuck you, Cloud," he purred, flowing effortlessly into alpha mode, shaking that hand out of his hair and pulling Cloud up tight against him, bare chest to bare chest. He dropped one hand down to Cloud's round, perfect ass and gave him a rough squeeze before he kissed him again. "But not yet, yo. I wanna play with you, baby - those bites were just the beginning."
            He slung Cloud around in his embrace so quickly that the other man didn't have time to be startled. One hand slid up to cup Cloud's head, to gather a handful of his shower-damp hair into his tight fist and pull his head to the side.
            "Before you get a tatt, Cloud, it's important to see how well you wear it," he whispered, and sucked on Cloud's ear, his free hand plunging down the front of Cloud's pants to give him a rough squeeze before he went to work on the buttons and zipper. "I can help you out, pretty baby, and don't you just know it?"
            He got Cloud's pants open and loose and reached in to cup him again, to hold the weight of his delicious cock in his hand and tease his fingers over its turgid tip.
            "Such a pretty cock," Reno breathed, pushing up close from behind, fitting himself to Cloud's round ass like he'd been born for just that spot. "Pretty ass, too, Cloud. I tell you what, you get with me and Rude, everything pretty about you will get worked on, baby. And who knows..."
            He sucked on Cloud's ear and gave his warm, throbbing cock a long, slow pull.
            "...maybe Rude will buy you your own collar..."

            Cloud shut his eyes as a deep moan made it's way up his throat. Gods, that felt good, and the words… Reno's words...
            "...maybe Rude will buy you your own collar..."
            The words almost stunned him, made his legs tremble and a burst of overwhelming lust surge through him. The thought of being this dominated – to let somebody claim him like that, to belong to somebody else, to be expected to obey and simply, willingly let all control go…It made his head spin and he felt almost dizzy.
            Reno could easily sense Cloud’s strong reaction to the suggestion, as the young warrior settled against him, pliant and needy, moaning from the touch and the meaning of the words muttered in that sultry voice.
            Cloud’s mind was a haze now, the lust roaming his body and claiming his complete surrender to the beautiful creature behind him. The way Reno’s body pressed tightly against him, like their bodies were melded together in a perfect fit had Cloud panting, straining to feel more, and he ground his ass back to get an even better feel of Reno’s delicious erection.
            The touch of it, even though still clothed, caused Cloud’s balls to tighten and his groin to ache, and he reached his hands back to grab Reno’s thighs in a desperate attempt to pull him even closer, grinding harder, cursing under his breath as the pants prevented the direct contact he so desperately craved now.
            Reno’s firm and cunning grip on his cock, the slow, teasing tugs made Cloud harden until it hurt, and when Reno sucked on his sensitive ear, it elicited a deep purr from Clouds throat and made his hands tremble as he willingly bared his neck to Reno’s ministrations.
            Cloud could feel the blood rush in his veins, and the tingling sensations of Reno’s hair tickling him on the side of his sensitive neck, making him yearn for Reno’s kisses, his bites, for Reno leaving his marks on Cloud’s body. At this point he needed the sweet pain like he needed air.

            Reno couldn't suppress the delicious shudder that ran through his body when Cloud yielded so utterly, his long neck bared and his body pliant. He tightened his grip on Cloud's cock, just rhythmically squeezing the head, and tugged a little harder on the hair in his other fist.
            "Let's say here, for instance," he whispered, and let his lips drift down to the exposed side of Cloud's neck. The skin was milky white, smooth, unblemished - a perfect white canvas to be painted upon. "I could see you sporting a tiny one right here..."
            He sucked the skin up between his lips, rolling it in his teeth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. He sucked more than he bit, leaving a mark that would still bruise. Cloud's delicate throat worked as the man swallowed, his hips jerking forward just a little, trying to get friction over the rest of his pulsing cock. Reno ran his thumb over the dripping slit before he returned to just teasing Cloud, and released his throat to eye his work.
            A colorful red mark blossomed there, the bright blood beneath the surface of Cloud's skin turning it a pale pink that would later turn dark and noticeable.
            His breathing hitched just to see it, to see the long line of Cloud's neck stretched out for his pleasure, to have him so complacent in his hard grip. He couldn't keep from fastening his mouth to the juncture of neck and shoulder, to that sweet spot that was so tender but so well suited to bites. His eyes swept closed and he purred, teeth deep in muscle and soft skin. Just the taste of him, just the sensation of all that flesh so vulnerable between his sharp teeth made Reno's hips push forward, his cock throbbing painfully, his breathing shallow and quick.
            He let go before it became too much for either of them and released Cloud completely, sweeping his hands down to push that unbuttoned shirt away, yanking Cloud around in his grip again to whisper against his lips, "Think of the safest thing you've ever felt in your life. Sum that thing up into one word and tell it to me."
            He could see the questions in Cloud's hazy, soft eyes - more green now than blue, more beast now than man - and he lowly growled his answer, "Because that's the word you'll wanna shout if it gets too much, Cloud."

            Cloud’s eyes narrowed and the green in his eyes flashed, pure and unrestrained as he purred in his throat. Reno’s control and naturally dominant nature brought Cloud to the brink of madness, as his need to have more, to give it all up and just surrender to the slender, dangerous creature in front of him made him tremble with want.
            "It will never be too much,” he growled, kissing Reno heatedly, almost at the brink of biting. He had to fight hard to get his mind to think, the wheels to turn, to come up with a safe word.
            But he instantly knew what it should be. A name. The safest place he’d ever been, the only place he had ever really felt at peace, was in the arms of another. A long time ago, a lifetime ago. But he was hesitant to say it, afraid that it would be perceived wrong, misunderstood, and for a short moment his eyes revealed that insecurity. Would Reno understand? Would he get what was behind it?
            Cloud felt the marks on his neck throbbing, spreading delicious waves of heat and pleasure through him and brought him back to reality. Reno would know. He had known that person, knew what he stood for, and he would understand.
            "Zack,” he whispered, praying Reno would get it and not feel offended. That he would know what the safety of another could mean, and why Cloud chose that as his safe word. It wasn’t meant to remind Reno of lost lovers, or to make him think Cloud wanted someone else, because he didn’t.
            But Zack had been everything to Cloud. He had been Cloud’s refuge, his sanctuary in this long, lonely life, and in a way this was the purest baring of his soul, the final proof of trust towards Reno, letting him know what sorrow and longing Cloud would forever bear in the core of his soul. That should be his safe word.
            Because he would never need it.

            "Zack," Reno murmured back, and smiled a little, nodding. "Yeah, I think that's a good one, Cloud."
            Those soulful blue eyes looked up at him and Reno let his smile widen to his usual wolfish, lopsided grin. Here in his arms was a man vulnerable but hungry, needing force before he could accept his consoling hugs, needing unapologetic lust before he could understand love. Later on, he'd need all of those things, and Rude would be willing and able to satisfy him, but right now he needed Reno - no apologies, no holds barred.
            And by the gods, he would get him.
            "You ain't safe now, Cloud," he told him, kissing him hard, roughly, while his hands hastily shoved the shorter man's pants down to leave him naked and magnificent. He kissed him once more and pulled back a little, panting, his chest heaving and his eyes excited. Smiling with sly amusement, he lowly said, "Undress me."
            Even the thought of Cloud doing it excited him - Cloud Strife, stripping him naked, going down on his knees to take off Reno's boots, those calloused hands unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants...
            "Undress me," he purred, eyes slitting with enjoyment. He wanted to see every second of this, wanted to see Cloud reveling in this gentle show of submission. Like Papa Bear always said, Start soft, boy - one thing leads to another like dominoes falling over and one small act of humility could serve up a banquet of delicious submission.
            Reno slid his tongue over his lips slowly, tauntingly, and waited for Cloud to undress him.

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ldyavalon.livejournal.com

I think my brain melted and dribbled outta my ears from the HAWT that is this ficcage...

And oh Zack... *wibbles*

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zilldk.livejournal.com

I am so glad that Zack worked out as Cloud's safe word. I was a bit hesitant about it, but it just seemed to be the right choice for him.

I'm kinda sorry we melted your brain, but then again not because it means we did something very right.

I hope it (your brain) will regenerate for part two...

Thank you so much for commenting! <3<3<3

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