• 1-Chewing Through the Straps

YazooxReno

-One Shot-

Chewing Through The Straps

"Shit."

Reno awoke, his head splitting with a headache. His eyes felt as if they were bulging from their sockets and the rest of his face slick from sleep. His eyes focused themselves in the dark, cool room he was in, but there was no light source in the room, not even a beam of moonlight. His eyes dragged to the left, the only furniture in the whole place besides the bed he was on was a small end table near his head. As he tried dragging himself off from the bed he stopped dead cold as he came to two realizations: one, he was only half clothed in his navy blue pants, and two he was strapped down to the bed.

"What the fuck?" He growled. Reno wriggled his arms trying to get loose from the binds as hard as he could, but to no avail, which did nothing more than piss the Turk more. He growled, wrenching his left leg, then his right, which were also tied down by the leather binds, giving none as he did so. The vein in his temple pulsated as he let out another loud growl. All that answered the Turk's aggravation was the silence of the room. As he laid his head back down he tried to retrace his steps from the events that had happened last night.

Okay Reno, calm down yo. Uhh, let's see. Me and the guys going out to the new bar in Midgar, drank waaay too fucking much, as usual,Elena and Rude arguing over a poker game. Drank more, completely shit faced. Then... then what?

Reno let out a short frustrated snort as he forced his brain to remember what had happened next. The more he tried to remember, the more his head began to pound. Soon he could think of nothing else but the searing pain in his head. He felt as though his head was about to explode. Reno sighed as he traced his eyes around the dark room once more hoping that maybe he'd picked up a kinky chick on the way home and passed out from the alcohol in the middle of some hot make-out session. At least facing a pissed off stranger would be better than what other thoughts were popping into his head at the moment. Those he didn't wish to think of.

What he could only guess was about a half hour later, Reno reopened his eyes to the sound of foot steps coming from some end of the hallway. He hadn't realized he had been drifting off until the soft clicking of boots made their way through what he guessed was a hallway. Reno swallowed. The soft clicking became louder as they became closer and then finally, stopping at the door. Reno nervously bit the inside of his cheek as the faint jiggling of the door's knob broke the utter waiting silence of the room. Then, the door swung open, making the Turk jump, as much as his restraints would allow anyway, and he waited for whoever it was to come in. He waited and waited and waited for what seemed like hours, but was probably only for about a minute. Both the room and the hallway was too dark to see whatever/whoever was in the doorway, but he knew someone was there. Reno he wanted answers now.

"Well!?" Exclaimed the Red haired Turk. "Who the hell are you, what the fuck do you think you're doing having me tied down like this? Ya better untie me yo!" Yelled Reno at the dark doorway, wanting nothing more to just go home, because in truth he was scared shitless; he couldn't let who-ever-it-was know that. He was a Turk for Planet's sake! A quiet, obviously male, chuckle came from the doorway, which made Reno's eyes widen just a fraction in surprise. He hadn't been expecting that.

"I see that you're finally up, and with no side effects that I can see, hope your head doesn't hurt too much, sometimes I don't know my own strength." Came a dark response, obviously ignoring Reno's distress.

He squinted as best he could trying to get a look when he heard the door close. Reno didn't know whether the man had left or was still present in the darkness, but soon his thoughts were answered as the not-so-faint anymore foot steps neared the bed. He blinked in the darkness, he was quite done with his whole ordeal.

"Seriously yo, I'm really not into this weird kinky shit." Glared Reno at the dark outline of his captor. Again, the man chuckled and Reno felt the end edge of his bed sink in as they sat down. "Answer my questions! Wh'are you? And what the fuck-" The red head was cut off by a sharp smack across his face making Reno bite his tongue and grimace.

"Now, now Reno. You will have your answers all in good time. But for now, you do as I say." Reno could just see the bastards smug smile from the edge of the bed. Reno gritted his teeth.

"I'm not in the mood for this cryptic bullshit man!" He spat. "You better-Ah!"

Again, he was cut off by another slap.

"That's enough." The man said softly, which rattled Reno more than if he would have yelled it. Reno felt the man lift from the bed and walk to the other end of the room. He retrieved a lit candle seemingly out of nowhere, though careful to keep it from showing his face as he walked, and stopped to place it on the table. Reno watched in silence wondering just what the man was going to do next, and when he could be set free, if he was going to be, unharmed. No, stay positive here! This bastard won't last a minute once I get through with 'im.

Reno was yanked out of his thoughts as he heard the mystery man let out a soft what to Reno sounded like a giggle and felt his body maneuvering over his and a thin but strong hand caressing up his thigh. Reno tried to jerk his leg away from the hands, but they quickly caught him before he could move away too far. The man pushed his leg back flat onto the bed and left one hand holding Reno down as he went for Reno's trouser hem.

"No! Fuck off!" Exclaimed Reno as he tried to move again, but stopped as a strong hand grabbed his throat.

"Disobedience like this, Turk," he hissed as he squeezed tighter around Reno's neck. "Will not be forgiven so easily."

Reno didn't know why this mans voice affected him the way they did. The voice seemed to familiar to him now, but he couldn't place a name with the rogue voice. The hand retreated from Reno's throat and back to its job of fondling Reno through his jean pants. Reno growled and bucked his hips and jerked them as hard as he could, away from the man.

"Bastard! Lemme go so I can kick yer sorry ass!" Yelled Reno as he thrashed about. He could feel the man beginning to lose his balance off the bed as he kicked, and Reno feeling triumphant continued fighting. The man was finally off the bed and he swore he could almost get his left foot free.

Click.

Cool metal pressed against Reno's temple as a drop of sweat ran down his forehead. Reno was breathing hard, out of both half drunken exhaustion and fear. Reno dared not to look at the object, he knew all too well the sound of a gun. Instead he looked up to his attackers face; all oxygen in his chest seemed to suddenly disappear and Reno let out a breathless gasp as he looked up into his attackers face. The golden glow from the candle lit up his attackers livid expression, bright green eyes and long silver hair was all it took to make Reno wish that he would wake up at any minute. He can't be real...

"You! You were one of those fuckin' psycho brothers! What ever the fuck yer name was." Reno stopped searching for his unveiled captors name.

"Yazoo."

The silver haired triplet, instantly dropped his scowl to replace it with a sadistic grin. He waved his silver hair our of his face as though he wanted Reno to get a better look at him now that he was revealed, never breaking eye contact.

"Nice to see you again, Reno." The tall man said smoothly.

"How?" Reno was at a loss for words, not knowing just what to say to the supposed dead man. His obvious confusion seemed to widen Yazoo's grin as he watched the Turk squirm. Gathering his thoughts, Reno looks straight at the man and glared. "How th' hell aren't you dead?"

"So surprised?" Asked the gunman, the grin never wavering.

"Surprised? More like...disappointed, maybe." Snarled the Turk. The insane triplet mockingly pouted at Reno as he lifted the gun from Reno's head, but still keeping it in range of sight.

"Oh ho, I'm hurt.. really." He pouted, but failing miserably as the taunting grin cracked his face. Reno glowered at the tall man above him, cursing his Cheshire-like smile. Then a sour thought came to mind.

"Where's the other loons?" He looks from side to side as if half expecting for them to barge in at any moment.

In an instant, the grin was gone. Yazoo took more of a sober look to him, enough for Reno to almost feel bad for the corrupt clone, almost.

"They're gone. After the attempt to avenge brother, all I could remember was waking up in a pile of rubble, my dear dead brother Loz laying next to me. His eyes were closed, but his mouth was still open like he was screaming. He was covered in blood, and I have no way of knowing whether the idiot suffered or not." Yazoo paused. "And obviously, He, killed Kadaj." He let out a sharp sob, though Reno could see no tears in the dim light. Reno figured by He, he meant Cloud. "I lived, they died." He continued miserably. Yazoo in the middle of his explanation had turned his focus onto his gun, tracing it with a single index finger. He let out an almost silent sigh as his eyes welled up. Then his head snapped up to Reno's direction, startling the red haired Turk. "And you..." Yazoo's voice darkened. Reno felt his pupils dilate as the crazy man stared at him. "You! Helping that... that ShinRa! He had mother, and he threw her away like nothing! Our poor mother." He half sobbed. Looking away from Reno to wipe his face. Reno was so confused and terrified by this insane man. Yet another thought came to mind.

"But why me yo?" Yazoo looked back to him in surprise, as if he has forgotten he was there.

"What?" Asked the irrational man, blinking once at Reno.

"Why me? Why not Cloud an' his gang? Why not.. why not go after ShinRa?" Reno inwardly flinched as if he was telling Yazoo to go after his boss, but he was curious. The Turk blinked back towards the other man, and quirked an eyebrow. His stupid smile was back and he looked as if he wasn't crying just a moment ago after the death of his brothers and freaky, squidy, whatever-the-hell-IT-was mother.

"Why you?" Yazoo practically giggled like a schoolgirl. Reno half nodded a reply. "Because, Turk, you're so much more fun." Yazoo half whispered sharply as if it were some kind of big secret he couldn't wait to get off his chest.

"Huh?!" Asked a flustered Reno. He couldn't help but stare at the crazy guy before him.

"Yes, our little duel was quite exciting, my little red haired kitten." He giggled again, waving his arms in delight. "And I've been watching you for weeks now. With your team, at work... at home." He smiled sadistically at the bound Turk. Reno's eyes were about as wide as saucers at his confession. This freak has been following him around everywhere and he hadn't noticed? And what did he mean at home? The Turk wrinkled his nose as he though of Yazoo there watching him in the shower, dressing for bed and for work, wondering if he had been there late at night, watching him from his bedroom window when he was privately intimate with himself. So what now? Reno decided to ask in his usual charm.

"So, exactly what th' fuck do ya plan to do with me?" Snapped Reno at the crazy bastard. His smile remained.

"Well," he snickered. "I'm going to fuck you over ever so kindly, as you all did us." A sly look graced Yazoo's eyes as he stared down at his so called red haired kitten. Reno visibly paled as he caught on to Yazoo's innuendo.

Yazoo's grinned widened so much Reno thought his face would crack at any moment. "Fuck you!" Spat an angered Reno. He wasn't going to let this psycho touch him.

Yazoo let out a hearty chuckle. "Oh, I'll be doing the fucking thank you, and you have no choice in the matter."

"Oh don't I? Well lemme tell you asshol-" Click. The gun was out again and Yazoo's grin was gone. It seemed Yazoo was in no mood to talk anymore. He reached out gracefully with his free hand successfully unzipping Reno and prying his pants down in one simple motion, ripping them off his legs in shreds and onto the floor. This time Reno knew better than to try anything, for the result being having his head blown off. And God knows what this maniac would do to my body then. Reno inwardly cringed, a sick feeling racking his stomach. One long zip and Yazoo's coat was off and tossed to the floor. Even in such a predicament Reno could definitely appreciate the beauty of Yazoo's body. It wasn't overly muscular, but there was definite power there. He was pale, and nearly hairless, save for the small trail of silver curls that peaked between his black undershirt and his leather pants. Indeed the triplets were natural silvers.

Yazoo trailed a hand down Reno's bare hip and down his thigh. Yazoo darted out a tongue to lick his lips as he traced the man's lower regions. Reno snorted.

"I'm not much of an underpants wearer." Smirked Reno, his arrogance always having to make an appearance even in the threat of a psychopath.

"I already know." Yazoo countered, looking at Reno from the corner of his eye, gauging his reacting. The Turk lifted his fiery eyebrows, though from Yazoo's earlier confession he shouldn't have been surprised. Yazoo then kicked off his chunky leather boots before hopping onto the bed in front of Reno, his gun still pointed at his head. Reno swallowed hard, watching his crazy captor with careful eyes. Yazoo, satisfied he had gotten his point across with his gun he placed it to the side, though still in reach and let his other hand trace the Turks features. He gently touched the mans hard and toned stomach, down to his sharp hipbones and into the shock of red curls that circled his most private areas.

All the while Yazoo was exploring Reno had his eyes closed trying not to respond to Yazoos touches. Then, a sharp pain pieced through his leg and Renos eyes flew open.

"Ahh! What-!" He slurred as he lifted his head to see Yazoos mouth on his inner thigh. Small streams of blood raced down his leg from Yazoos lips. "You're insane, ya asshole!" Reno growled. Yazoo lifted his head from the fresh mark and licking it clean then his lips.

"You're bound and helpless." Yazoo replied smugly as Reno tried in futility to pull his arms out of his binds, ready to kill the mad man. Yazoo lifted himself from infront on Reno and crawled along and sat on his stomach. Reno scowled at the smiling man. Fucking bastard, he's enjoying this..

As Yazoo watched his little pet struggle in the candle light an idea came to him. He reached for the crimson colored candle he had placed on the table earlier. Grabbing it out of its holder, Yazoo lowered the stick just above Reno's flesh, waving it around slowly as the heat left trails of risen hairs and bumps in its wake. Reno shuddered instinctively, he could feel his muscles tighten to the feel of the flame, the heat making his skin shiver in pleasure against the cool room air. Yazoo watched every reaction in interest of his little pet. He lifted the candle down to a rosy pink nipple and watched as the flame melted a drop of wax onto Reno's sensitive skin. He arched his back as the wax cooled and moaned involuntarily at the foreign sensation. Reno bit his lower lip as hard as he could trying to stop his body from responding. Blood tickled from his mouth from his wounded lip.

Yazoo began to trail the melting wax down Reno's body, tracing his lithe muscle lines and down to his navel. At every new drop Reno moaned and sighed. The burning pain and warming pleasure making him jump and shiver and groan shamelessly. The deep red wax traced and dripped down his body, decorating it in an elaborate design. He traced a 'Y' over his chest and down to the middle of his stomach. The wax looked as if it were blood, making Yazoo's cock twitch in excitement as the tangy taste of Reno's blood from earlier still present in his mouth. Yazoo felt as if he could cum right there at the sight of Reno, but he didnt want to end his fun too soon. So Yazoo put the candle back without a word and lightly dragged his hand down to one of Reno's wax covered nipples, rubbing against the nub. Reno writhed at the odd sensation below Yazoo and accidentally rubbed his knee against his pulsing erection. Yazoo hissed in response rubbing against his thigh. Reno grinned wickedly and moved his leg against Yazoo at a fast and quick pace, hoping the psycho would just get off then and leave him be. But Yazoo, knowing his intentions grabbed his leg and dug his thumb into his bite wound from earlier. Reno tossed his head to back and his desperate yell went straight to Yazoo's cock.

"You better watch it my little toy, I don't want to have to hurt you too bad. Then you'd be no fun." Yazoo recited lustfully in Reno's ear as he caressed his tattooed cheek and traced it teasingly with his tongue. "How could I possibly fuck your nice tight ass into the mattress if you're damaged?" Reno glared in response, but his body said otherwise. Blood rushed through his body and pooled down to his nether regions, making him instantly responsive. Yazoo's eyes flickered to between Reno's legs and then back to his face, licking his lips.

"Oh? Do you like it Turk? When I talk like that?"

Reno grimaced at the man before him but his eyes rolled back as a stray hand wrapped around his now fully erect penis. The fingers rolled around the sensitive head and down to his heavy sac, massaging it with each individual finger.

"And how can I tease your cock like this, if you're broken?"

He teasingly played with the small slit at the top, running a single fingernail from the head and into the sensitive slit. Reno threw his head back, his mouth hanging open. Yazoo chuckled at his response to him and moved his head back in front of Reno and placed it in between his long legs. He flicked out a teasing tongue, making Reno sharply turn his head to the side enough to cause anyone else whiplash. Yazoo flicked his tongue in between the sensitive slit and down the large swirling vein.

"And lick you like this?"

By now Reno as in a lusty panic. He was painfully hard from Yazoo's ministrations on him and bucked his hips eager for his release. Reno felt embarrassment heat his face as his body betrayed him, reacting to Yazoo's every lick, touch and grope. Yazoo held down Reno's frantic hips painfully as instant bruises started to form in the perfect shape of his fingers.

"You're getting so sensitive to my touches Turk. You want me to give you the release you wish for?" Asked Yazoo as he took his whole member into his mouth. Reno panted, his eyes slamming shut. Yazoo's mouth was so hot around him Reno didn't know whether he could speak. He opened his mouth and produced something like a whining growl. Yazoo popped Reno's erection from his mouth; the coolness making Reno hitch his breath.

"Uh uhn. That's not an answer Turk. Do you want to cum?" He asked bluntly, once again taking Reno into his tantalizing mouth. His mouth suddenly like a vacuum, sucking its way down his head and to the hilt. Something in Reno's head snapped as Yazoo's mouth bobbed up and down in a calm rhythm as he was being held down by his strong hands.

"Oh fuck, yes!"

"What's the magic word?"

Fuck you asshole.

"Well?"

"Uhn! Please!"

Reno felt as if he was going to burst. Yazoo sucked on him hard and Reno could feel sweat drops run down his forehead and neck. The tightening in his stomach got worse and it could snap any minute. His legs twitched in anticipation but as soon as it started, it just as quickly disappeared. Reno didn't know whether to yell or bawl at the loss of the amazing sensation. He angrily lifted his head downward at Yazoo to give him a piece of his mind when he was quickly silenced by a hand smacking against his mouth. Yazoo again had his usual smug smile that Reno had grown to despise. Quick snapping sounds cut through the silent room and Reno was quickly made aware of Yazoo's other hand. Suddenly his legs were set loose from their binds and a rush of blood sped to the now numb feet, red marks from the leather marred Reno's rather pale skin and he couldn't help but cringe at the oncoming stabbing pain.

"Don't try anything Turk." Yazoo's voice split through Reno's thoughts. "Just because I'm having my fun with you doesn't mean I wont blow your head off in an instant if you try something." Yazoo reminded him lustily, but the hint malice he spat said he ment every word and Reno knew Yazoo was just fucked up in the head enough to be as drastic. He licked his lips nervously and Yazoo continued unbuckling his ankles until both were entirely free.

"Now back up, your back against the head board. Yes just like that." Yazoo purred. He moved up Reno's body, almost serpent like, tracing the remaining wax on his body with his long fingers.

"You said you needed release Turk?" Reno scowled and nodded.

"Doesn't look like I got it." He spat. Trying to heal some of his dignity lost in his body's betrayal. But that was cut in half as Yazoo let out an almost delirious sounding laugh. His laugh died down to a chuckle and he wiped his right eye with one hand as he looked at the furious Reno. Yazoo seemed to refocus on him and traced his finger up Reno's neck, his nail leaving an angry red mark in its wake.

"You'll get yours, but first I need mine." Reno inwardly flinched. He watched as Yazoo unclasped his belt and pants releasing his straining cock from its confines. Reno though impressed by the mans size let out a irritated snort to the other mans surprise.

"No way yer gonna put that thing near my mouth! I'll fuckin' choke!" Yazoo pat his kitten lovingly to Reno's dismay. Reno was aggravated, his still hard cock painfully reminding him of his neglect. Yazoo wrapped a hand around Reno's chin and tilted his head up slightly to meet his eyes, and he grinned.

"You'll manage."

Before he could protest, the large organ was pushed past his lips and down his throat. Reno's eyes watered at the force but Yazoo had yet to move. He looked through hazy eyes up towards him; Yazoo's eyes closed reveling in the hot tightness of Reno's throat. Reno instinctly swallowed nervously, causing Yazoo to drop his mouth open and letting out a passionate cry.

"Ahh yesss! More like that!" Yazoo panted as he snaked a hand through Reno's hair and gripped it roughly. Reno cursed himself as he tried to fight swallowing again. Whether it was Reno's lack of response or his insane need, Yazoo unwarningly began to thrust into the mans mouth. The Turk's eyes slammed shut, but was unable to yield the flow of tears down his face; his body's natural reaction. The force of the man's hips pushed Reno's head to the wooden headboard, vigorously knocking him against it. Yazoo added another hand to Renos hair feeling his stomach muscles start to twinge and tighten. Reno's breath came in short gusts through his nose, almost unable to breathe, as his tongue instinctively moved around Yazoo. Yazoo's moans had begun to get louder and more urgent. Blunt nails dug into Reno's scalp as the man's pumps became more erratic. And in a few more uneven pumps, Yazoo came at full force, a stream of white hot cum making its way down into Reno's throat. Everything was still for a few moments before Yazoo slipped out his now limp cock from his mouth and flopped himself on the bed next to Reno to recuperate.

Nausea washed over Reno as he unwillingly swallowed the last of Yazoo's cum. The sick feeling in his stomach rose higher and back into his throat. He turned his head to the side waiting for his stomach to do it's work, but only hacking coughs raked his body. Reno realized he hadn't eaten since the bar, and who knows how many hours ago that was, so there was nothing to purge from him. A few more sick coughs and Reno was flipped onto his back with Yazoo straddling him. If he hadn't known better, Reno swore he could see a hint of concern in the psycho's eyes. But as soon as it appeared it was gone, covered by a sadistic stare.

"You looked so cute and slutty when you were like that." Smirked Yazoo as he wiped a finger over the corner of Reno's mouth, catching some of his own cum that had escaped and licking it clean off. Reno glared but said nothing to the man. A loud snort came from Yazoo before taking Reno's chin in his hand making him look at him.

"You were good Reno, perhaps I'll reward you now." Reno glared at the mad man but said nothing, if he needed anything now, it was to get off. He heard Yazoo chuckle and raised an eyebrow to question what exactly he found funny but before he could open his mouth, lips crashed to his in a powerful kiss. A tongue forced its way into Reno's mouth and massaged his into a response, and all Reno could do was just that. The tongue smoothed over his and skimmed his front teeth and lip. Reno fought for control but eventually submitted to Yazoo's ravaging tongue. The hot kiss melted down to small pecks and then Yazoo's lips left his, trailing down in little nips down his neck and collar bone. He continued to nip at Reno's delicate flesh until his lips were met with a rosy nipple. He took the bud into his mouth, assaulting it with his tongue and gently stroked the other with his fingers.

Reno panted through swollen, parted lips, his breath gently hitching every time Yazoo's tongue made contact with his sensitive nipple and his fingers plucked at him. Yazoo's hand began its way down his body, thin fingers touching every muscle tone and crevasse on its way down. The triplet teasingly stoked down his hips and thighs avoiding the place he needed to me touched most. Reno bit back a whine as Yazoo traced his fingers so close...

"Just touch me already damn it!" Reno growled in annoyance. Yazoo stopped his tongue and looked up into Reno's eyes, his face adorned with an innocent facade before giving his abused chest one last lick.

"Patience is a virtue Turk, you should know that." Yazoo mocked, licking his way down his stomach.

"Maybe, but she's also one hell of a bitch." Reno said through gritted teeth.

Again, Yazoo chuckled at his remark as his chin was nudged by his tongues objective. Yazoo lifted his chin and gently rubbed his lips to Reno's cock seductively. Yazoo looked up into Reno's eyes, making sure the oceanic orbs watched every thing he was doing to him. He traced his tongue down to the base and up to the tip of his head. He closed his rosy lips around the tip of Reno, causing the Turk above to let out a small gasp from his kiss swollen lips. Yazoo bobbed his head slightly against the head using his tongue and lips to massage the sensitive tip. He took his heavy balls into his hand as he simultaneously massaged them. His sharp ears picked up the Turks panting and looked up seductively into his eyes. Yazoo kept his eyes locked with Reno's as he took the whole length into his mouth. Reno's head shot back letting out a surprised moan.

Yazoo gave his balls an extra tight squeeze making Reno look at him again. Yazoo's tongue swirled around Reno's tip tasting the salty presence of pre-cum. Yazoo bobbed his head at a faster pace as Renos moans became louder and louder. His member twitched in Yazoo's mouth and his balls began to tighten in his hand. Reno clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palms, panting as his stomach started to tighten. He knew he was close and he begged to the Planet, to Kami to anyone that Yazoo this time would not stop. And he had no intention to. His eyes still locked with Reno's he lifted his free hand to Reno's lips and nudging them open with little effort as Reno took them in. Reno sucked and licked at Yazoo's fingers coating them with his saliva. Satisfied that they were covered with enough, Yazoo removed his hand and gently traced down to Reno's entrance. Reno watched as his hand disappear beneath him.

Reno instinctively clenched when Yazoo traced and probed at his hole. Yazoo warningly scraped his teeth against Reno and he willed himself to relax as best as he could. A single digit entered him and rubbed against his insides. Reno could feel the knot in his stomach getting tighter and knew that he didn't have much time left. He felt a second finger probe into him joining the other one. A slight twinge of pain, but nothing he could'nt handle. They began to move in time with Yazoo's mouth. Reno groaned at the feeling of Yazoo's fingers and mouth going in time. The fingers moved in search for something and Reno knew as soon as Yazoo would hit that spot he would be instantly sent over the edge. Yazoo's mouth slowed as his fingers explored inside of him. One finger lightly glided over a small gland making Reno hitch his breath and his toes curled into the sheets. Yazoo 'hmmed' around Reno's member at his reaction, the sensation making Reno bite back a moan. Yazoo watched Reno wickedly and pressed both fingers to the bundle of nerves inside him. Reno head flew back and let out a screaming moan.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Keep going!" Reno yelled breathlessly.

His penis began to twitch uncontrollably and he knew he was only seconds away from release. Yazoo bobbed his head down and up once more because rubbing his fingers into Reno's prostate for the last time. Reno came with a roaring groan, his hips bucking with every pump of his cum into Yazoo's mouth. Yazoo greedily took all that Reno had given into his mouth and then gently let it run down his penis to his fingers. Out of the excitement Reno hadn't realized he had inserted a third finger. Yazoo removed all three fingers and moved himself over to hover over the gasping Reno. Yazoo tenderly pressed his lips to Reno's. He let them linger then removed them as Reno licked his lips, the salty taste of his own essence on his tongue. Yazoo then gently flipped Reno over onto his stomach, his arms crisscrossing over his head.

While Reno was still in his daze and distracted, Yazoo coated himself and Reno as best he could and pushed himself to his entrance, gently pushing his head through the tight ring of muscle. Reno physically jumped out of his orgasmic trance and let out a pained cry. Yazoo silenced him, nipping the tender area between his neck and shoulder as he began to slide himself deeper into the Turk. Reno squeezed his eyes closed and gritted his teeth against the pain. Successfully Yazoo managed to get himself entirely into Reno in one thrust and Reno letting out a almost animalistic growl through clenched teeth.

"Fuck it hurts!" Reno hissed. Yazoo stilled inside Reno for a moment, watching him. Then he grabbed onto his hips, lifting his lower torso from the bed.

"Don't be such a baby Reno, it'll feel good in a moment, promise." Said Yazoo, nuzzling the panting Turk. Reno said nothing in return, instead waited for the inevitable.

Yazoo gave a slow test thrust, causing Reno to wince and instinctively moved away. But Yazoo had a hold on his hips, keeping him in place as he struggled. His thrusts came slowly, machine-like, Reno could feel himself stretched to his limit. Soon the ache died away into a warm feeling and he could feel the adrenaline race through him. He gave involuntary pants and moans as Yazoo moved inside him. Reno moved his arms downward ready to grab onto the sheets, anything, but his arms suddenly halted, reminding Reno that he was still in leather binds, and reminding him just how exposed he felt.

"Yazoo, take these off'a me." No answer. His hair covered in face in a silver curtain as he maintained his pace without so much as an acknowledgment. "Ya-" He began cut himself off with a loud moan as Yazoo hit his sweet spot. He arch back against Yazoo in a silent beg. His thrusts came faster accompanied by quiet groans from the man ontop of him were breathed into his ear.

"Yazoo please, GOD!" He cried as Yazoo thrusted directly into the bundle of nerves again. Yazoo breathlessly chuckled into Reno's ear, his forehead resting on the Turks shoulder.

"God? Well I appreciate the sentiment, but I like you like this way." He panted as he suddenly let lose, pounding into Reno's ass, thrusting dead on into his prostate. Reno could barely make sense of Yazoo's words as he grinded into him mercilessly. His low moans grew into yells of passion and his blunt nails piercing the skin of his palms. As Yazoo plunged into him from above, Reno's aching need was now beginning to become painful.

"Yazoo," he moaned. "I-I need.." He trailed, his thoughts incoherent.

"Mm, what do you need kitten?" Purred Yazoo, leaning into his ear.

"I need.. you.." He faltered. "T-touch me."

"Mm, that's quite a crude request."

"Ugn, bastard please!"

Reno could feel Yazoo smirk against his neck, but he obliged. A hand snaked to his aching erection wasting no time in pumping him along. Reno could feel his face heat up. Yazoo's hand felt cool under the sheer heat his erection was giving off. Yazoo swiped his thumb along the tip, spreading Reno's precum around the sensitive head. He felt his penis twitch in Yazoo's hand, Reno finally getting the attention he desperately needed.

Yazoo suddenly gave one last rough pump before he pulled himself out of Reno and flipped him back over on his back. Before Reno could comprehend was was going on Yazoo threw his thin, muscular legs over his shoulders and roughly re-entered him. The new position brought Reno even greater pleasure as Yazoo sunk himself into Reno's tight orifice once more. He pounded into Reno in an impossibly faster pace. Again he grabbed onto Reno's erection, Reno's bucking doing most of the work. Reno writhed and bucked around like a mad man joining Yazoo's hips in unison with his thrusts. Reno was going insane, his arms still trapped in their leather binds, he needed to touch-he needed to touch Yazoo. He pulled on his arms, the leather digging in violently into his wrists, and then the euphoric snap. The leather stretched and broke on Reno's right wrist. Lines of blood ran down his arm, but that didn't matter at the moment. He focused on Yazoo. His now free hand tangling its way into the silky silver curtain that tickled across his chest. He fisted his hair in a ball and pulled up the crazy man into a forceful kiss. Yazoo complied, a gnashing of tongues and teeth and lips and a fight for dominance.

Then Reno's left wrist pulled against it's leather handcuff. Another faint snap and both hands were freed. Both hands now ruffled into the silken locks, his dull nails digging into Yazoo's scalp. Run.

Something in his head screamed. Run now, you're free now, run! He could. But nothing moved, Yazoo was having his way with him-oblivious- and Reno was just as deaf, dumb and blind. But the solitary hand around his erection that seemed to tighten almost painfully said otherwise. Yazoo worked him faster, he angled his hips and soon every pump and every thrust was met with a dead on hit on his prostate. Reno mouth fell open in a silence scream, his freed right hand clamping over Yazoo's on his erection and his left still balled into his hair. Reno knew he was close, and by the sound of Yazoo's soft grunts and his erratic hips so was he.

"Look at me." Reno hadn't realized his eyes were closed.

"Look at me Reno." Yazoo growled commandingly, though Reno could pick out the hint of desperation. His oceanic eyes eyes met Yazoo's burning emeralds. He felt as if Yazoo could see right through him.

Reno bucked into their entwined hands and several guided pumps Reno came onto his and Yazoo's stomachs; coating their hands with his white essence. Yazoo's grunts soon became wild moans, and then his almost machine-like thrusts became erratic, and pounded mercilessly into him. And a few seconds later, Reno felt himself being filled with the blistering heat of Yazoo's cum.

The room was still and Reno's arms fell to the bed, aching in pain, pleasure and exhaustion. The men's heavy breaths filled the silent room as Yazoo remained staring into Reno's eyes. Suddenly Yazoo's eyes snapped away and travelled to his side. Reno watched as the eyes grew a fraction wider and then look back at him. There was a hint of something there, worry maybe? Reno tirely lifted an eyebrow and guided his eyes down to his arms. To say they were a mess would be an understatement; they were bloody-though Reno at the time he broke free didn't realized just how much-and bruised. Reno's wide eyes met his lovers he supposed he should call him now. Smudges of his own blood was matted through Yazoo's hair and arm. Yazoo bowed his head toward the thoroughly abused wrists and gently pressed his lips to them, then small licks, the intoxicating copper smell filling his nose.

Reno watched in silence, his eyes growing heavy from whether the pain, exhaustion or his own loss of blood, and all around him became a dark and silver blur. He could hear someone calling, but he didn't answer, he was so tired. So tired.

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A bright light casted through an open window into a simple room and down on a single bed. The light reflected off the creme colored comforter up toward a shock of red hair that stuck out in all directions from underneath. Slow breathing filled the otherwise silent room and before long becoming a loud yawn. Sky blue eyes fluttered open and the body twisted, stretching, and threw the blankets off the half nude body.

Reno blinked. And blinked again. He was in his own room, though it seemed a little tidier and on his own bed. He looked down to his lower torso and was clad in his own boxers. His brow furrowed in thought. Had it all been a dream?

Then his arms began to itch, badly. In his tired state he tried to itch his arms, eyes half lidded. But immediately he realized he wasn't itching just his arms. He looked down to the pure white gauze that covered half of his forearm, wound tightly, especially around his wrists; this had to be proof, but then again he was known for doing stupid shit when he blacked out. He inspected the white material; it looked fairly professional. Reno sighed again and figured he should call his friends to confirm that he is indeed an idiot, or in Elena's exact words "a drunken louse with a complex". Whatever.

He swung his aching legs over the side of the bed when something on the bureau caught his eye. A sheet of paper laid perfect on the top. He lifted it, the white parchment catching the sun, making him squint. The black script only formed one sentence, "I suppose some days it is worth chewing through the straps."

Reno stared at the paper, unmoving, before letting out a few breathy chuckles. He shook his head and crumpled the paper into the waste basket before walking out of the room to get ready for another day.

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Alright! It is done!

That took me waaay to long to write, I'm such a horrible procrastinator.

Also, I went through probably 5 titles for this because I can't seem to simply make up my mind.

Oh well, it's done anyway, and I probably will be going back through this now and then to weed out some misspellings and what not.

Anyway, thank you for reading! All a special thanks for all that review. Until next time.

-E