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Meet the folks	By : Cynthia Category: Final Fantasy VII > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1293 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy and all characters therin belong to Square/Enix. I make no profit from the writing of this fanfiction and it is for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
“Meet the folks”
Part two
(An “Alliance” universe mini-fic)
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Author's note: I must have missed this threesome more than I thought. What was meant to be a short lemon ended up dominating the first part of this chapter. Ah well...get it while you can boys—before the parents come and you have to behave yourselves.
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(Warning: Possible spoilers for all FF7 game/movie titles)
*Disclaimer: Final Fantasy and all related characters belong to Square-Enix. This fiction piece is strictly a non-profit exercise of creativity and entertainment for people (like me) who can’t get enough of this world and the characters.*
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The storm passed quickly, and by the time the trio went to bed, it was only a light shower. Cloud was tired from his delivery, Reno was tired from traveling and Zack was tired from all of the outdoor work he'd done on the heat of the day. Though Reno obviously wanted to fool around and get a proper welcome from Cloud, he fell asleep with his head resting on Zack's stomach in no time at all. Cloud lay on his side with his head resting on Zack's shoulder and his fingers tangled in Reno's unbound hair. Zack had one hand on Reno's bare shoulder and the other on Cloud's butt.
Sometime during the night, something happened that made Cloud begin to stir.      He thought it was a wet dream, at first. It began with gentle tugs of a skilled hand, stroking his cock from root to tip until it hardened. It progressed from there to fondling of the sensitive glans. The calloused pad of a thumb brushed back and forth over the sensitive tip, drawing precum from it and making it slippery. Cloud turned his head on the pillow and sighed with pleasure, unconsciously pushing his hips upwards to encourage the touch. In his sleep-addled mind, he was in a field of dandelions somewhere, beneath a blue sky. Reno and Zack were both with him and they took turns kissing and fondling him.
"Mmm, feels good," he mumbled, unaware that he spoke aloud.
Someone's mouth descended to his and he parted his lips compliantly as the questing tongue sought entry. He knew it was Zack by the way he was kissing him and he reached up to comb his fingers through the other man's sable hair. He felt warm breath exhale over the top of his flushed erection and he opened his eyes in confusion—just as a pair of lips enclosed the girth of his dick.
"Mmfh?" Cloud's exclamation of surprise was muffled in Zack's mouth and his blue eyes went wide and blank as his cock slid into someone else's sucking mouth.
Zack stopped kissing him and grinned, his teeth flashing white in the moonlight that filtered in through the bedroom window. "I think we've got his attention now, Foxy. He's got that bewildered 'ball-joint doll' look."
"Wh-what's...going on?" Cloud asked in a sleep-addled voice.
He looked down to see a crimson-haired head bobbing up and down between his legs. His boxers were pulled down to expose his groin and Reno lay over his thighs, happily sucking away at his erection. Cloud's eyes lost focus as the Turk deep-throated him and he groaned, unconsciously arching his back.
"You're getting head," Zack answered obligingly, still grinning at him like he had a joke on his lips. "Haven't you figured that out yet?"
Cloud started to respond and it came out as a moan of pleasure as Reno's talented tongue stroked the underside of his shaft. He licked his lips and swallowed, trying again to speak. "Why now? I was...asleep!"
"You want him to stop?" Zack sounded incredulous.
Cloud quickly shook his head, too heavily invested in the oral stimulation to even dream of putting a stop to it.
"I didn't think so," Zack said teasingly.
Reno chuckled around his cock and the vibrations made Cloud tense up and grunt. Zack started fondling his nipples one at a time and his vision blurred again from the blend of erotic sensations. Zack started planting gentle, sensual kisses on his neck and chest.
"Reno couldn't sleep," Zack murmured against Cloud's skin, "and since you didn't put out for him today, I figured he wouldn't want to wait 'till morning for some chocobo loving."
Cloud was still in a semi-confused state, but he grimaced at Zack's choice of words. "That last part...just sounds...wrong." His breath caught as he finished the sentence, because Reno decided to give his balls a gentle, tingling squeeze.
Zack laughed softly and he sucked Cloud's left nipple between his lips for a moment before responding. "You know what I meant, sexy thing."
"This was your idea," Cloud panted, looking up at Zack with pleasure-fogged blue eyes as the other man lifted his head to watch his face.
Zack traced the damp, hardened pink nipple with a finger and he shrugged. "Guilty, as charged. It's not like we would have put anything inside you while you were out, Cloudy. Isn't this a fun way to wake up?"
Reno paused his blowjob to mutter: "Better than getting an icecube up your ass, Blondie." He lifted his head and he looked at Zack with an expression that said he still didn't forgive him for that little prank. "Watch out for this guy."
Cloud's sense of humor was difficult to tickle, but that statement brought a smile to his lips before he could stop it. "Zack knows better than to try that with me."
"Yeah, Cloud's not as forgiving as you are, Red." Zack lowered his mouth to Cloud's again and kissed him deeply, distracting him.
Reno apparently had nothing else to add to the conversation, because he took Cloud's pink-capped erection into his mouth again and resumed sucking him off. Sensitized from the earlier treatment, Cloud felt his orgasm creeping up steadily on him and he began to moan helplessly against Zack's lips. He reached down and sifted his fingers through Reno's long, straggling hair, loving the feel of the loose strands sliding between them. He wished he would free it from the ponytail more often, but since Reno spent most of his time in work uniform, it probably wasn't practical.
"Mmuh...I'm...I'm gonna come soon," Cloud warned after a few minutes, breaking free of Zack's drugging kiss to announce it.
With enthusiasm typical of him, Reno reacted to the cautionary gasp by sucking harder and faster. He massaged Cloud's balls again and made the blond squirm restlessly. Cloud's hands trembled in the Turk's vivid hair and he quickly grabbed Zack's hands and squeezed them tight.
"Ahh...ahh...unh...R-Reno!" He wasn't even aware of what he was saying, or the fact that his breathy vocalizations increased in volume with each determined pull of Reno's hot, wet mouth. The redhead eagerly swallowed the gush of Cloud's release.
"Oh yeah...there it is," Zack approved huskily, his comely features a mask of appreciation as he watched Cloud's expression shift into unguarded ecstasy. "One of these days, I've got to snap a picture of you wearing your 'O' face, Sunshine."
If Cloud weren't in the middle of blowing his load down Reno's throat, he would have warned Zack not to even think about it. As it was, he couldn't even form a coherent word and all that came out was "Nunnnhhaa".
Zack chuckled at him and he stroked his hair as he pressed soft little kisses over Cloud's flushed face. "Fox got your tongue, Cloudy?"
"M-more like my dick," grunted the blond, finally able to speak now that the climax tapered off.
He sighed, relaxing in the afterglow of pleasure as Reno let his softening member slide out of his mouth. Reno had his own unique style and he always managed to leave him feeling pleasantly drained and content. Still, he didn't allow himself to start falling back to sleep. Though his companions had interrupted his rest, he didn't feel right about leaving Reno unfulfilled after a blowjob like that.
"Come here," demanded Cloud breathlessly, looking down at Reno's pale, angular features. He looked smugly satisfied with himself and Cloud almost smiled at him.
The blond caressed Zack's chest with one hand while Reno crawled up to stretch out beside him. "It's not like you to be this quiet," observed Cloud. "I didn't choke you or anything, did I?"
"Nah, you went down smooth as honey, babe," promised Reno with a grin. "I just like the way you look after you blow your stack. You drop those walls and you look all open and trusting, yo."
"Yup," Zack agreed, dragging his lips over Cloud's cheek to his temple. "See? Reno gets it too, Cloud. It's not just me that sees it."
The blond sighed. He thought they were both over-exaggerating, but if it made them happy to see him that way, he wasn't going to argue with them. Cloud traced lazy patterns over Reno's bare chest with one hand, while still caressing Zack's with the other. He stroked his fingertips over the Turk's ribcage and lower, steadily making his way down to the naked erection resting against his thigh. He looked down at it in appreciation, glad that Reno almost always slept in the nude, when it was warm enough. He was going to have to wear something to bed when Zack's parents were staying with them, however.
"Uh, Reno...did you bring any underwear or track pants to sleep in?" Cloud asked the question even as he curled his fingers around the Turk's jutting cock to fondle it.
"Pfft...you're kidding, right?"
Cloud smirked at him. "Well, you'll have to borrow something of mine, then. I don't want you getting up in the middle of the night and wandering the house naked, when Zack's parents are here."
Reno rocked into Cloud's touch, shutting his eyes. "I'll wear whatever the hell ya want me to, as long as you keep doing that."
Cloud turned his head to kiss Zack on the mouth as he obliged the request. He stroked Reno's sex from root to tip, back and forth. He squeezed as he pulled, using the amount of pressure that Reno liked best. He heard a soft whimper in response and he smiled a little, always happy to provoke sounds like that from his redheaded lover. When he and Zack broke the kiss, the brunet straightened up and he reached over Cloud's reclined body to cup the back of Reno's head, urging his mouth to his. Cloud watched the two of them kiss and he stroked Reno a little faster, feeling a warning tingle in his recently spent cock. Zack's boxer briefs were practically bursting at the seams with his arousal and Cloud cupped the impressive bulge with his free hand and rubbed it.
"Dammit," Zack gasped in defeat when his wings emerged—as they always tended to do when he got too excited.
"Mmm...I was wondering when I'd see those sexy wings of yours again," Reno murmured. He humped Cloud's fondling hand unconsciously, his breath coming faster. He licked Zack's jaw before tracing his parted lips with the tip of his tongue, coaxing him to kiss him again.
Cloud watched their mouths move against each other and he smirked when Reno hooked his fingers into the elastic of Zack's undies and tugged them down. The warrior's impressive cock sprung free, unrestrained and tempting to the eyes. Cloud started to pet it but upon seeing Reno reaching for it too, he compensated and slipped his hand underneath to fondle his scrotum. He almost jumped when Zack reached down unexpectedly and squeezed his dick in reciprocation. Unsurprisingly, he began to harden again as Zack started stimulating him.
There was a time when Cloud would have thought stroking two guys off while being simultaneously stroked off himself was impossible...or at the very least, highly awkward. They rarely even had to exchange verbal information anymore to know what each other wanted.
"I wanna ride one of my wolves," Reno moaned impatiently.
"Easy, Foxy," Zack purred. His wings spread slowly above Cloud and he broke into a sweat, shuddering a little with pleasure as his lovers fondled his groin.
"Yeah, I'm easy," agreed Reno breathlessly, "so lube me up and put me on someone's cock, already."
Zack's blue-violet gaze flashed as he winked down at Cloud. "Do you believe this guy? He thinks he's in a rodeo or something."
"Ye-haw," panted the Turk. He thrust more urgently into Cloud's stroking hand. "Don't push your luck, Fair. I already broke you in once and I'll do it again, if ya push me."
"He's never going to learn," reminded Cloud in an unsteady voice. "Might have to get the riding crop after him."
He realized what he'd said when Reno paused and blinked at him and Zack's jaw dropped. "Hey, you two were the ones talking about rodeos and breaking in. I was just...going along with it."
"Suuure you were." Reno smirked at him. "One of these days, we're gonna explore that kinky side of you, Blondie. That's a promise. Rufus can't have all the fun, yo."
Cloud blushed profusely at the mention of his last encounter with the president of ShinRa, inc. Reno still had a picture of a collared and leashed Rufus sleeping naked with Cloud, somewhere on his cell phone. "You don't have room to talk about kink. You're addicted to handcuffs."
"Wow, what a pair of perverts I'm with," Zack said in a mock scandalized tone. He clucked his tongue. "And I always thought I'd end up with a nice, wholesome—"
His last word practically ended in a yelp of surprise when Cloud smacked him on the ass without warning. Biting back a smile, Cloud raised his brows at Zack when the brunet's wings shivered and he sat flustered, with rounded lips.
"You were saying something about us being perverts?" challenged Cloud smugly.
    Reno laughed, his restless need temporarily forgotten at the sight of Zack Fair openly blushing. "Wolfy likes a good spanky once in a while, huh?"
"Hey, cut that out," Zack protested when the redhead smacked his other cheek, making him jump. "I don't have a spank fetish! It's...it's just a...thing!"
"Bullshit," countered Reno with a knowing look at Zack's erection. "You just bucked good and hard in my hand both times, baby. So Cloud, when did you figure this out?"
Cloud shrugged and he resumed his fondling of both his partners. "A while ago, by accident. Notice how quiet he is now?"
Reno looked at Zack with surprise. "Holy shit, you're right! So that's how ya shut him up!"
Zack's breath caught a little as Reno started stroking his length again and he tried to make up excuses. "It just...caught me by surprise."
"Shh," advised Cloud.
He released Zack's balls again to give him another little smack on the behind, stunning him to silence again. He smirked at Reno when the Turk looked between the two of them with amazement. Once again, Zack's dick visibly twitched in Reno's hand in response to the swat and the flush crept back into his cheeks.
"Aww, we've gotta explore this," Reno enthused.
Cloud shook his head. "He doesn't like it constant. Just a little smack now and then when he's not expecting it is good—especially when you want him to shut up and cooperate."
Reno chuckled. "So you've played around with it, huh? Zack's right about you, Blue eyes. You've got some fetishes of your own."
Cloud lowered his gaze. "If you say so."
Zack found his tongue again. "Okay, so I've got a little thing about authority swats. Someone I used to be with used to do it when I got out of line, all right? It was kind of a...training thing."
"A 'training thing'?" repeated Reno with interest. "Training for what...porn films?"
"No," denied Zack, "Just...you know...teaching me what felt good and when to stop and all that. It was personal."
Reno sobered, an enlightened look crossing his face. "Wait...are we talking about Lazard?"
Cloud nodded, guessing the same thing. By now, Reno knew about the relationship Zack once had with the SOLDIER Director. Lazard groomed Zack to be his ideal lover, back in the days before everything went to hell. "Makes sense."
Zack squirmed uncomfortably. "So, how about that ride you wanted, Red? I'll go get the lube."
Cloud took pity on him, aware that he didn't like to discuss his past with Lazard more than necessary. The man had a profound influence on him when he was learning his way through life and Zack had never managed to reconcile how he truly felt about him. Cloud could relate, having his own volatile relationship with another blond from the same gene pool.
"Get the lube," Cloud suggested softly, his gaze warm with empathy on the bigger man.
Zack leaned over him and gave him a grateful little kiss on the lips. "Happy to."
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Reno was so oversexed by the time Zack got him prepared that he had to squeeze the base of his dick when he finally mounted Cloud. "Hold it a sec, Blondie," pleaded the Turk between shallow breaths. "You two got me so worked up when we were playing, I might backfire."
Cloud snorted. "You and the vehicle references."
His hands stroked Reno's hips slowly and he obligingly held still for him. Zack was kneeling behind Reno, straddling Cloud's legs so he could support the Turk. It was one of Reno's favorite positions; to have one of his boyfriends guiding his motions while he rode the other one's cock. He blamed Rufus for turning him onto it. Zack's hands caressed his shoulders and back, relaxing him a little. The brunet's mouth trailed kisses over his shoulder and his wings slowly fanned the cool night air around them.
Reno began to rock slowly on top of Cloud, shutting his eyes and biting his lower lip as he tested himself. When he opened his eyes again and looked down at the blond, he was a little surprised by the expression on his face. Cloud was looking at him with what could only be described as awe. His Mako-bright eyes were heavy-lidded with pleasure as he stared up at Reno's undulating form and one of his hands reached up to capture a lock of unbound, crimson hair and toy with it.
"You okay there, Blondie?" Reno panted, retaining his steady, slow rhythm. He slid his hands over Cloud's bare, perspiration-dampened chest and he tweaked his nipples playfully.
Cloud's eyes fluttered shut briefly and a low moan escaped his mouth. He moistened his lips with his tongue and he looked up at Reno again, seeming to struggle for words. "You just look...beautiful."
Reno wasn't the sort of man to blush easily, but that admission brought it out in him and he found himself grinning almost bashfully. "Beautiful, huh?" He'd often used the same adjective in his head when thinking of the way Cloud looked in the heat of passion, but he didn't realize the blond felt the same about him.
"He's got you pegged right," agreed Zack huskily. His warm, strong hands glided over Reno's pale skin and he nibbled the Turk's ear. "So can I play now? Please?"
Reno chuckled breathlessly at Zack's eagerness. He caught the Soldier's hands in his and guided them to his flexing thighs. He laid his hands on top of Zack's for a few moments and he turned his head to kiss him hard, speeding up his thrusts. He heard Cloud grunt softly and the blond inadvertently tugged on the strand of hair he was holding in his hand.
"Go ahead, babe," Reno invited after a few moments of fencing with Zack's tongue. He wasn't going to last long, anyhow. He'd gone for too long without his wolves and restraint was hard to come by, now.
When Zack immediately complied and gripped the length of Reno's sex to fondle it, the Turk's breath caught and he hissed through his teeth. For the space of a heartbeat, Zack paused. Having come to know Reno's body language enough by now to tell the difference between a sound of pleasure and pain, he resumed quickly and he grazed the outer shell of Reno's ear with his teeth. Never one to neglect his lovers if possible, Reno reached behind to slip a hand between his and Zack's bodies. He found the bigger man's prominent erection easily and he returned the favor, moving his squeezing hand up and down the shaft.
Zack rubbed up against Reno as he supported him by the hip with one hand and stroked him off with the other. Reno felt the smear of precum as the tip of the bigger man's arousal slid against the small of his back and he whimpered in reaction, finding it too hot for words. Cloud was urging Reno to move faster and the blond was steadily getting that wild look in his eye, his soft grunts turning into growls.
Reno was all too happy to comply with Cloud's silent request. He began to fuck himself vigorously on Cloud's penetrating cock and true to form, he started to blurt shameless, dirty words of encouragement to his companions. Cloud demonstrated that powerful hip action that made Reno putty in his hands and the Turk hollered out his approval. Zack groaned steadily, his powerful body bumping and sliding against Reno's.
Perhaps the synchronized rhythm of their bodies might have appeared disjointed to the onlooker, but there was really no way for three men to get each other off at the same time gracefully. Their dance was no ballet, but it served its purpose and Cloud was the first to succumb to the pleasures of the act. He tossed his head on the pillow and drove his twitching length deep into Reno's body. He gasped both his lovers' names and his fingers dug into Reno's outer thighs as he clutched at them.
"Right there...with ya baby," Reno groaned, losing it with the feel of Cloud pulsing inside of him. He arched against Zack's supportive body and shuddered with pleasure. Zack cupped his jaw with one hand and kissed him deeply, slowing his strokes as Reno came. Grateful for the brunet's determined, considerate ministrations, Reno tried to give him release, too. Unfortunately, his awkward position made it hard to give a good hand job and his muscles felt like jelly after that orgasm.
"It's okay," Zack assured him with amusement when the redhead cursed and tried to squirm into a better position. "I won't croak on you if I don't get one tonight."
"Nuh-uh," insisted Reno stubbornly. "Everybody comes. That's the rule."
Even Cloud chuckled at that. "What if he's too tired to come?"
"Too tired? Me?" Zack sounded convincingly offended.
"Sounds like he just gave you a challenge," observed Reno with a sly grin at the blond.
Cloud was still catching his breath and he looked from Reno to Zack with concern he couldn't quite hide. "Quit fooling around. We've got things to do before the Fairs get here."
"We have another day to tidy up," Zack reminded him.

Cloud wavered, naturally finding it hard to resist his partner.
Reno eased off of Cloud and he reached for the box of tissues that sat conveniently on the bedside table. "Hmm, I made a mess on ya, Cloud."
He wiped the blond's stomach and chest off before balling the tissue up and tossing it in the little wastepaper basket located by the bedside table. He looked at Zack and he scanned his appealing form lazily, appreciating the view of a hot guy with a big erection. He'd always liked the way the fine treasure trail of hair started below Zack's navel to draw the gaze down, where it gradually thickened into a triangular pattern to frame his man-jewels.
"So how about it, Zack? You think Blondie can take you?"
Zack grinned at Cloud, who looked like he wanted to object but didn't have the energy. The blue eyes dropped to Zack's arousal and a telling flush crept back into the fair cheeks. Zack stretched out on top of Cloud and he started giving him light, coaxing little kisses.
"Well, Cutie-pie? It's your call. Can you take me or do you want to call it a night?"
"Call me 'Cutie-pie' again and you won't be getting any at all," promised Cloud. Despite his words, his voice lacked bite and he began to explore Zack's body with his hands, almost compulsively.
"I'll get the lube," Reno said, biting back a snicker when Cloud sighed.
Cloud wasn't fooling anyone.
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The next morning, Reno woke up alone in the big bed—which was typical when he visited, since both his lovers were early birds. He got out of bed and selected a fresh set of clothes for the day before helping himself to a morning shower. By the time he finished showering, dressing and styling his hair, someone was cooking breakfast downstairs. He could smell cooking eggs and toast, along with the tempting aroma of coffee.
Perking up at the prospect of a nice breakfast, Reno impulsively slid down the banner of the staircase. The tune he was whistling died abruptly on his lips as Zack passed by the foot of the stairs, blocking Reno's landing spot. Reno started to yell for him to move out of the way before there was a collision, but Zack sensed his approach and he turned to catch Reno as he reached the end of the banner.
"Nice catch," grunted the Turk.
"You're never this cheerful in the mornings," Zack observed. His amethyst gaze roamed the Turk leisurely, taking in his ensemble of a purple t-shirt and blue jeans.
Reno likewise admired how Zack looked in a pair of gray denim pants and a black sleeveless shirt. He shrugged. "I got laid by my boyscouts last night, after almost three months without it. That'd put anyone in a good mood, my man."
Zack smiled at him and he put an arm around him. "Come on, let's have some breakfast."
Reno went with him into the kitchen, where Cloud was just finishing up with the poached eggs. He looked up at their approach and he gave a bare hint of a smile and a nod. "The Coffee's ready for you, Reno. The sugar and cream is sitting next to the cup, if you want any of it."
Reno sniffed in the direction of the coffee pot with appreciation. He could tell his lovers hadn't spared any expense on the coffee beans. He saw the grinder sitting out next to the pot and he realized they had even gone through the trouble of grinding them up into grounds for him. He approached Cloud and he briefly embraced him from behind, nuzzling his soft, golden hair affectionately.
"Ya spoil me, Strife. Know that?"
Cloud shrugged, keeping his eyes on his task as he ladled the eggs out of the boiling water and onto a plate. "Just don't want to deal with a grumpy Reno. I know how you get without your coffee."
Reno chuckled and he took the liberty of squeezing Cloud's firm butt through the wine-colored cargos he was wearing. "I think I've got ya trained."
"Drink your coffee," demanded Cloud with a warning glance over his shoulder at him.
Reno pulled away reluctantly. "Spoil my fun." He went to the pot and poured a cup of the aromatic, dark liquid. "Just so you know, I'm here to spend time with my Blondie...not General Strife. Try to lighten up while I'm here, yo."
Cloud appeared startled at that and he nearly dropped one of the eggs he was transferring onto the floor, instead of the plate. "I'm not acting like a General." He looked at Zack, his face comically sincere. "Am I?"
"Well, I wouldn't say you're barking orders at us," pacified Zack, "but you have been kind of tense, lately."
Cloud frowned as he placed the plate of poached eggs on the counter next to the plate of toast. "Guess I just got caught up in fixing this place up. Why didn't you say anything before, Zack?"
Zack shrugged and he reached out to ruffle Cloud's hair. "Because you seemed happy to be all caught up in your work, kiddo. I kind of like it when you keep me in line, too."
Cloud gave Zack one of those soft looks that made him so irresistible. "I still wish you would have said something. I don't want you to get sick of me."
Zack and Reno looked at each other. "Do you believe this guy?" Reno sighed, shaking his head at Cloud.
"It's not possible for me to get sick of you, Cloudy." Zack reached out and pinched the blond's cheek, making him grumble a complaint and swat at his hand. He grinned. "You're so damned cute."
Cloud was blushing, now. "I'm just saying to speak up, from now on," he mumbled.
"We just did, ya flake," Reno countered with a grin. "All I'm asking is for you to unwind a little."
"I'll try," promised Cloud with a nod and a shy little smile for him.
There was that look again. Reno sighed as he stirred his coffee and he approached Cloud to give him a quick smooch on the lips, not trusting himself to lay a hand on him. "Let's eat, man. I'm hungry and those eggs smell great."
Zack and Cloud agreed, and when the latter crossed the kitchen to get more plates out of the cupboard, Reno noticed he was limping slightly. The Turk's initial reaction was faint concern, but then he remembered how enthusiastically Zack went after Cloud the night before and he snickered, instead. He came up behind Cloud and he patted him on the rump.
"Hey Blondie; if you're sore, why don't ya use a Cure materia?"
Predictably, Cloud blushed scarlet and he gave Zack a dirty look when the larger swordsman winked and smirked at him in satisfaction. "Because I'll drain it in no time if I use Cure materia every time I wake up sore in the morning. I'll take a couple of aspirin after breakfast. It's fine."
Zack almost looked guilty...almost. "Sorry, Chocobo. I'll take it easy, next time."
Cloud mumbled something uncharitable under his breath.
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After breakfast, Cloud went out to the barn to let the chocobos out and Reno went with him, curious about the animals in spite of himself. Zack stayed in the house to do some tidying up while they did that. Much as it amused Reno to discover Zack was quite the home keeper, he didn't tease him about it. The man was frustrated enough at the lack of work the WRO had for him and working on his home clearly provided a distraction for him.
"So Cloud," Reno said as he walked alongside the blond up the gravel path, "Does Zack ever go with you on any of these deliveries?"
Cloud nodded. "Mm. Sometimes. Now that the main roads are repaired, his truck comes in handy. We can transport bigger loads, now. Why?"
Reno shrugged and squinted against the noon sun, shading his eyes with one hand. He'd forgotten his shades in the house, unfortunately. "Just making sure our boy gets out enough, ya know? He seems a little restless and I don't think a stir-crazy Zack is something you want to deal with."
Cloud smirked. "No, stir-crazy Zack would be an even bigger handful than regular Zack. He gets out enough...I think."
Reno grimaced as they made it to the field pen and he almost stepped in a pile of chocobo poo. "You know he wouldn't say anything if he wasn't getting enough action, don't ya? He wouldn't want you feeling bad for him."
"I know." Cloud stopped at the gate and unlocked it, keeping his eyes lowered. "I guess you know him almost as well as I do, now. Nobody else can see it."
"Fair's the kind of guy that likes to be useful," Reno said. "Maybe I can dig up some extra work for him, when my vacation's finished."
Cloud paused and he looked at Reno, betraying a glimpse of hope in his eyes. "You think you could do that?"
"Hey, who are you talking to, here?" Reno spread his hands and grinned. "Reno, that's who! I always come through for my boys, got it? I'll talk to Tseng and see what we can dig up. He likes Fair...he'll pull some strings if he has to."
Cloud's golden brows drew down suspiciously. "It has to be a real assignment, Reno. It can't just be something you made up so you could fool around with him."
Reno snorted. "Give me a little credit, will ya? I know I come off as some sex-crazed lunatic—"
"You are a sex-crazed lunatic." Cloud's mouth curved into a little smirk.
Reno couldn't actually dispute that, so he carried on. "All right, despite me being a sex-crazed lunatic, when I'm on the job I work it. Seems you've forgotten that little fact since things have settled down, Blondie."
Cloud sobered and he looked into Reno's eyes. "No, I haven't forgotten. Sometimes I wish I could, but it's who you are."
Not so long ago, that comment would have made Reno twitch uncomfortably inside, but now he knew it was a simple statement of fact. His career would always clash with Cloud and Zack's morals, but they worked around that because they were happy with each other.
The blond seemed to realize what he's just said and he tried to iron out the candid wrinkles in his comment. "I meant...you're good at your job and I don't care. I mean I care, but I don't...it doesn't..."
Reno snickered at Cloud's bumbling attempts. "Quit before you hurt yourself, babe. I got the drift the first time and I'm not offended. As long as you're cool with who I am there's not a problem."
Cloud shrugged, letting the matter drop with a faint expression of relief. He opened the paddock and Reno followed him through the gate and to the barn. The hens inside greeted Cloud with chirps and warbles when he stepped through the door and Reno hung back cautiously as he released them from their individual pens.
"Hey girls," Cloud greeted. He patted the smaller one on the neck. The bigger one named 'Sissy' nudged Cloud demandingly, making him stumble a little into Daisy.
"Easy," cautioned Cloud with a soft harrumph of laughter. "I wasn't going to forget you." He treated Sissy to pats and scratches as well, dividing his attention between the two birds.
Despite the smell and his wariness of the animals, Reno began to smile at the sight of Cloud exchanging affection with them. The chocobos seemed to bring out the youth and innocence in Cloud.
Cloud remembered his audience and he seemed to try and temper his smile as he gave Reno an encouraging blue gaze. "Want to try hand-feeding them, Reno?"
Reno furrowed his brows. "Uh, no."
Cloud smirked at him and he ushered the chocobos to the barn exit. Reno hastily jumped aside as the hens strutted out into the paddock. Cloud came up beside him and he watched the birds for a couple of seconds. "I'll bet you'd like it. Come on...I've got a bag of their favorite seed and nut mixture locked up in the little storage shed. I always give them some with their breakfast greens."
Reno followed him to the little shed in the right corner of the fenced paddock, but he shook his head. Earlier thoughts of their camping trip reminded him of his encounter with the bear cub...and its mother. He'd learned his lesson not to try and pet everything that looked cute and fluffy—present company excluded.
"No dice, man. See the size of those beaks? I wanna keep my hands."
"They won't bite your hands off," Cloud assured him with a touch of exasperation in his tone. He went opened the shed and went inside to fill a tin pail with some of the mixture from the sack. When he came back out, he nodded at Reno's hands and held the pail out. "Here, cup your hands and I'll pour some in."
Reno took a step back and he warily eyed the big yellow birds pecking at the ground a few feet away. "Nuh-uh, Cloud. I'll pass."
For a minute, Cloud looked like he was going to give up, but then he scooped out a handful of the seed and whistled in a way that sounded almost like a birdsong. Reno prudently circled around behind the blond and kept close to the shed as the hens perked up and came over to them. They dipped their heads one at a time, taking turns nipping the treats from their keeper's cupped hand.
Cloud turned his head to look over his shoulder at Reno, "See? They know the difference between fingers and seed. They won't hurt you."
Reno watched as Cloud scooped up more and let the animals eat from his hand. His anxiety faded and he reasoned that if there were a real danger, Cloud wouldn't risk damaging his hands. They were his livelihood—both with mechanics and with sword fighting.
"Hrm...okay Blondie. I'll give it a try but if they draw blood, there's gonna be hell to pay."
Cloud nodded. "Deal."
Cloud waited until the chocobos had finished off his handful before he picked up the pail. He tipped some of the mixture out into Reno's cupped hands and advised him to hold still and relax. He tried to do as persuaded, but the minute Daisy lowered her beak to his hand and pecked some of the seed from it, he jumped a little, scattering a few seeds into the warm breeze. This startled the birds somewhat and Sissy cawed nervously and backed away. Daisy cocked her head and regarded Reno with suspicious, beady eyes before cautiously dipping her head for more feed.
"Easy," Cloud soothed, laying one hand over Reno's left shoulder. He leaned in closer to the Turk and murmured in a soft monotone. "Chocobos aren't aggressive outside self-defense, but they spook just like other birds."
Distracted by the low pitch of Cloud's voice and his proximity, Reno loosened up again and he resisted the temptation to flinch when Daisy's beak lightly pecked at his hands. After a little while, Sissy decided it was safe enough to come close again and she began taking her share as well. What amazed him the most was how polite the birds were with each other. They each waited for the other to get a bite and pull away before going for more.
"Kinda tickles," Reno muttered with a grin. The chocobos finished off all the mixture in his hands and they peered around expectantly, looking for more.
Cloud nodded and smiled at him. "Yeah. You want some more?"
Reno shrugged, trying not to show too much enthusiasm. "Sure, why not?"
Cloud poured more of the mixture into Reno's hands and he poured the rest into the feed trough attached to the nearby fence. While Reno finished feeding the birds what he held in his hands, Cloud retrieved a small, bundled bale of greens from the barn and he carried it out to the fence. He dug a pocketknife out of his pants and cut the cords, before using a pitchfork to spread the greens out into a pile near the trough. When that was finished, he went into the storage shed and he came back out with another pail—this one filled with corn and other grains. Reno watched as he added it to the trough and spread the mixture around with his hands.
As soon as the birds finished off the seed in Reno's hands, they made an eager beeline for the trough and the pile of greens. Cloud patted them each as he moved away to give them access to their breakfast. He returned to Reno's side and watched the hens enjoy their breakfast.
"See? Nothing to be afraid of."
Reno smiled. Though he wasn't a fan of the smells and mess that came with pets, he'd always been kind of a sucker for animals. It was one of the great ironies of Reno's life; he found it easier to pull the trigger on troublesome humans than animals. He almost envied Cloud's effortless confidence when handling chocobos, along with Zack's woodsman skills and knowledge of wild beasts.
All it took was a step in the wrong direction to remind Reno that his affection for animals could only go so far. He felt his shoe sink into something that felt like mud, but the odor wafting to his nostrils from below told a different story. He looked down and grimaced as he pulled his foot out of a pile of chocobo dung.
"Fuck. Is there a hose or something I can use?" Reno balanced on one foot and put one hand on Cloud's shoulder for support as he shook his soiled sneaker in vain.
Cloud coughed into his hand suspiciously and nodded. "Right over there, by the side of the barn. Come on and we'll get you fixed up."
Reno started to hop on one foot toward their destination but he reminded himself that it didn't matter if he tracked shit through the grass. Cloud was watching him sidelong and Reno tried very hard not to look overly concerned—even though he was now scanning the ground carefully to make sure he didn't have a repeat occurrence.
"That's why we wear boots," Cloud supplied. He pointed down at his own footwear meaningfully. Of course, the zip-up combat boots would be perfect for farm work. The things were designed for treading through every inhospitable environment known to man.
Reno shrugged. "I don't own a pair of those, man. It's not like I go wading through bird poop all the time, yo."
"'Wading'?" Cloud shook his head and coughed into his hand again. "Ahem...here, hold your foot out and I'll spray it off."
Reno did as advised; bracing his hand against the wall of the barn while his companion hosed the excrement off of his shoe. "So what are Zack's folks like, anyhow?"
The blue eyes glanced up at him briefly from beneath golden bangs. "What do you want to know?"
The Turk scratched his head in thought and he turned his foot so Cloud could get the ick off the other side of his shoe. His socks were getting wet, but he could always toss them in the laundry and put on a fresh pair. "I dunno man...I've never done this before. I knew Rufus' old man but that ain't exactly the same thing as this."
Cloud smirked. "You're right, it's not the same." He checked out his handiwork and he nodded in satisfaction before turning off the hose. He wiped his hands on his pants and looked at Reno thoughtfully. "Zack's parents are simple people...honest and hard-working. They aren't big on modern technology and they're kind of old fashioned."
Reno winced. "They don't sound like the kind of people I can impress at all, Cloud."
"Don't be so sure," advised the blond. "You work hard and your department is helping to clean up the mess of the past. Just be yourself...uh...but with less cussing. In fact, try not to cuss at all, if you can help it."
That made Reno chuckle. "Don't worry; that's the easy part. I know I've got a filthy mouth, but I never swore around my Ma and I won't do it around Wolfy's folks. I just don't know how to...you know...interact with people like that, is all."
"They're just people, Reno." Cloud's gaze was reassuring on him. "If they ask questions about your job, just answer the same way you'd answer any other civilians. You don't have to put on a big show and you don't have to make a grand gesture to impress them, okay?"
"You make it sound so simple," sighed the redhead. He shifted on his feet, grimacing at the way his right sneaker squished when he put his weight down on it.
"It is simple," Cloud insisted. "You know what to keep to yourself and what to share. There's nothing to worry about."
As the blond checked the paddock gate to be sure it was locked, Reno gave him a sly grin. "Uh-huh. Is that what ya told yourself when you first met Zack's folks?"
Cloud paused, lowering his eyes. "I was scared shitless," he confessed softly.
Reno laughed aloud at that and he snapped his fingers. "Busted!"
Cloud chuckled a little as well and he shrugged. "Doesn't change anything. They'll see what we see, if you let them."
Reno was warmed by that sentiment, even though he thought it was bullshit. Fair's parents weren't likely to see what Zack and Cloud saw in him, but it was always nice to get reminders that he was much more than a Turk, to both of them.
"How about you let me take care of making lunch, today? I saw some stuff in your freezer I can work with. I've learned a few new tricks from the bossman since the last time I was here and I'm dying to try out that barbeque pit you guys built in the back."
"Okay," agreed Cloud. "If you're sure. You don't have to, you know."
Reno sighed. "Believe it or not, I actually like doing shit for my boys once in a while...and that includes you and Fair. Fucking and fighting aren't the only things I can do, Blondie."
"Just what you do best," Cloud hedged with a teasing glint in his eyes.
Reno winked, unoffended. "You'd better believe it, yo."
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Noon was coming around when Reno and Cloud finished correcting the dent in his car. As promised, he cooked lunch for everyone with ingredients he'd spotted in the freezer and pantry the night before. Zack complimented him enthusiastically on the hamburgers he grilled, though Reno personally thought he charred them a bit too much. Cloud said they were 'nice' when he asked how his tasted and the redhead smirked inwardly. At least the blond was being a little honest. Poor Zack just didn't have it in him to risk hurting people's feelings with the truth—or he really liked charred burgers after all. The corn on the cob turned out okay and so did the mac and cheese.
They worked off the rather heavy lunch with some sparring afterwards. They picked a shaded spot outside, between the house and the barn. Reno watched his two lovers go first. He had missed seeing them both in action and watching their combat moves against one another was a little breathtaking. They grunted, swore and teased each other as they dueled beneath the trees. Some might accuse them of being crazy for sparring with naked blades, but the couple had the control to hold back when necessary and avoid drawing blood.
Zack and Cloud were equals in skill, though their size and build differences resulted in a variation of techniques. Zack tended to use his strength to his best advantage, while Cloud was more dexterous. Cloud had a speed advantage over the larger male for sure, but Zack was quite the inventive fighter—as he demonstrated when Cloud's twin blades came at him in two different spots. Logically, he couldn't block them both with his single blade and Cloud knew it. Zack surprised both Cloud and Reno by forgoing an attempt to block the weapons at all. Instead, he kicked out at the blond, hitting him in his solar plexus and knocking him to the ground. Reno winced, understanding now why the two of them wore the military issue light body armor that featured the wide, protective belt around the midriff.
To his credit, Cloud didn't drop his swords when he fell to the ground and he immediately began to struggle to his feet despite his obvious discomfort. Zack offered a solicitous hand up to the blond, looking down at him with an apology in his expression.
"You okay?"
Cloud nodded and he combined the two blades to form the original singular weapon. He accepted Zack's hand and got back to his feet. There were no words of blame and he gave Zack a faint smile and a nod after taking a small breather to recuperate.
"You got me. I yield." Cloud said with a nod of respect.
"I didn't tap you with my sword," argued Zack. "Just because I got you on your back doesn't mean I win."
Reno bit back a snicker, barely refraining from commenting on the unintentional pun.
"Fair is fair," Cloud insisted with a shrug.
"But if you were on the field, you probably would have avoided a follow-up strike to that and gotten to your feet."
"If I were on the field," countered the blond, "a real enemy wouldn't stop his attack and give me a hand up. I lost this one."
Zack looked at him in concern as Cloud pressed a hand over his midsection. "How's your stomach? I didn't mean to kick that hard, Chocobo."
"It's fine," Cloud assured when Reno frowned in concern as well. "Just a little winded. You get to duel Reno, now."
"About time," Reno grunted. He readied the EMR strapped to his wrist and he grinned at Zack. "Ready to get owned, Feathers?"
Zack gave him a wolf's grin in return. "Bring it."
Cloud walked away to make room for them and he patted Reno on the shoulder in passing. "Give him hell, Reno."
"Count on it," promised the Turk. He half wished he'd switched from his jeans into a pair of track pants for this, but there was no help for it now. He was a survivor and if there was one thing Reno knew how to do, it was adaptation.
As soon as he gave a nod to show he was ready, Zack came at him in a flurry of steel. Reno cussed like a sailor and he barely managed to deflect one hit before simply rolling backwards to avoid the rest. He nimbly got to his feet, hopped over a low swing and popped Zack in the forehead with his baton.
"Down boy!"
Zack backed away and impulsively rubbed his smarting head with one hand, still keeping his blade steady on the defensive with the other. "Ow, Red. I know I've got a hard head but that was just mean!"
Reno grimaced. "Oops...sorry babe. You okay? Think we need to stop and put a steak on it or someth—"
Zack was on him again before he could finish the sentence and Reno again regretted his choice of denim pants when they inhibited his movements just enough to throw him off. "Hey, I was really worried, you shithead!"
Cloud snorted, leaning against the trunk of the big oak they were fighting beneath. "Now you know how it feels."
Reno grunted and dove away, trying to find an opening to shift the balance. Zack was keeping him on the defensive, not giving an inch of ground. "What's that supposed to mean, Blondie?"
Cloud shrugged. "Just what I said. Being tricked sucks, doesn't it?"
Reno grinned in spite of himself and he finally regained a bit of advantage when he managed to leap over Zack and kick him in the back of the knee—just hard enough to make it buckle and force him to regain balance. "Dunno what you're talking about," he lied to Cloud, tossing a wink at him.
Zack whirled around just in time to deflect Reno's EMR, but the redhead was expecting that—even counting on it. Zack wasn't wearing his protective gloves—a costly mistake. Reno activated his weapon, sending an electric charge through it and the sword blocking it. His gamble paid off. The hilt of Zack's sword was properly insulated with leather, but his topmost gripping hand was touching the metal crosspiece—just enough to give Zack a harmless but startling shock.
"Sh---it!" Zack nearly dropped his blade and he fell back, regarding Reno suspiciously.
Cloud seemed to find it amusing. "You've never fought Reno before, have you Zack? Have fun with that."
Reno himself was more surprised by Cloud's observation than Zack was by the electric shock. It had never really dawned on him before that he and Zack had never crossed weapons—not even for a friendly sparring match. Zack had trained with Tseng, Cloud and Genesis since his miraculous return to Gaia, but this was the first time with Reno.
"Yo, we never did this back in the old days?" Reno panted, barely avoiding a kick aimed his way. He retaliated and Zack ducked aside.
"What, you mean like before Seph went bonkers and Hojo got his hands on me and Cloud?" prompted Zack.
"Yeah. I'm still working on getting some of those older memories back," explained Reno between huffs. "Just seems weird that Blondie and I fought so many times but you and I never did."
"Maybe we—" Zack rolled away from a downward swipe of Reno's weapon—"just get along better. Seriously though...we both worked for the same people, back in those days, even if we worked in different departments. You and Cloud...got into it because things were different...by the time he came back into the picture."
"Makes sense," agreed Reno, and Cloud nodded.
It dawned on Reno that Zack was distracted enough for him to take advantage, if he so chose. The old Reno would have done it. He hesitated for a moment, remembering a time when the waters weren't so "muddied" and he knew his place in life. It wasn't anyone's fault, really. Things had just happened over the past few years that forced him to re-evaluate his life and his whole outlook on things.
Reno made a quick decision. A lot of things had to change in his life, but his core nature wasn't one of them. He took the opening he found and he feinted another strike with his EMR. Zack took the bait and blocked it again—this time taking care to keep his grip on the insulated part of his hilt to avoid another shock. Reno didn't waste any time; he dropped while his opponent was recovering and he made a sweeping, low kick that knocked Zack off his feet.
Zack swore as he went down and there was a sudden ripping sound as his wings burst free, tearing through the back of his shirt in the process. The sweeping, feathery appendages broke his fall and Reno followed up quickly, ignoring the sight for the sake of winning the duel. The Turk pressed the tip of his EMR against Zack's throat and planted one foot on his chest.
"Looks like I got ya, Fair."
Damn, did the man ever look hot lying on his back like that, with his great white wings spread out beneath him and his black hair disheveled. It was getting long again—particularly in the back. The spiked style remained intact, but the length in the back made it look a little wilder. Reno thought it really suited him.
Zack smiled up at him and released the hilt of his sword, holding his palms open in a gesture of surrender. "Looks like you did, Foxy." He sighed and looked up at Cloud. "How many shirts does that make now, Cloudy?"
"Seventeen, so far," answered the blond.
"Seventeen...hmm. Zack sighed again and looked up at Reno, shrugging. "I get all my tees from a cheap shop in Junon, because of this crap. Oh well. You beat me...so what do you want as your ante?"
Reno smirked and he took his foot off Zack's chest. He was a little surprised that he'd won the match, but he had played dirty and Zack seemed to have trouble cutting loose against people he liked. He was tempted to straddle Soldier-boy's hips and get with the making out, but he resisted his libido and reached a hand down to assist him, instead. He could collect his "winnings" later on.
"Yeah, I got lucky, yo."
Zack took his hand and got to his feet with a grunt, brushing his pants off before retrieving his sword from the grass. "You beat me fair and square, Reno. You didn't get 'lucky'."
Reno snorted and pinched Zack's ass. "What makes you think I was talking about the duel? I'm talking about my prize for winning. You can give it to me after dinner, babe."
Cloud snorted in the background.
Zack gave Reno a keen grin. "And? And-and-and?"
His eagerness made the Turk snicker. "So much for reluctant conquests. You'd make a sucky prisoner of love, Fair. You're supposed to act like you don't want to put out to your captor, yo."
Zack raised an eyebrow. "Have you been reading romance novels or something, Foxy?"
Reno didn't miss a beat. He shook his head and made a disgusted face. "Naw, it's Elena. She brings these tacky little romance novels to the office and she reads the damned things out loud. It's like the chick never learned how to read in her head or something!"
Reno began to imitate his blonde co-worker, fluttering his eyes as he pitched his voice higher. "Antonia resisted the strong, masculine arms that pulled her close, but her captor's commanding lips put a stop to her protests. She felt his turgid manhood against her thigh and she knew she had to escape, before he deflowered her."
Reno made a gagging sound while Zack snickered and Cloud stared at him. "I mean, what the fuck is a 'turgid manhood', anyhow?"
"I don't know," Zack laughed, "but I'd want to get away from it too!"
"It's a euphemism for a hard-on," supplied Cloud.
"Well, it sounds like a euphemism for STD," snorted Reno.
"Yeah," agreed Zack, twisting in place as he pulled his wings back in and tried to see the damage to his t-shirt. "Why don't they just call it a hard-on? And who says 'deflowered' these days?"
Cloud's lips twitched. "I guess the euphemisms make it more romantic for some women, and most stories only use 'deflowering' if they're set in historical times."
Reno and Zack exchanged a suspicious look before the Turk approached Cloud. "Listen to the scholar, here," he droned, tapping his EMR in his open palm. "How do you know so much about lady romance novels, Blue-eyes?"
Cloud lowered his gaze and mumbled something, shrugging.
Zack came closer and frowned. "What? All I heard was 'Tffnerrome',"
Cloud sighed. "I said; Tifa has some. I...found one of them the last time I stayed the weekend in Edge with her and the kids."
Zack regarded the blond's blushing face and he came to a delighted conclusion. "You read one of them!"
Cloud grunted and averted his gaze. "I was...curious...to see what the big deal was, so I read a little bit of one of them."
Reno was having trouble holding back his mirth. "Just a 'little bit'?"
Cloud seriously couldn't have looked more embarrassed if he'd been caught looking at scat porn. "Just a few pages...enough to get the gist of it."
Zack was grinning from ear to ear as he reached out and ruffled Cloud's honey-blond hair. "Cloud, that's so...so..."
The blond frowned at him. "Don't say cute—"
"—CUTE," Zack finished as if he hadn't heard him. He had an adoring expression on his handsome face that warned he was on the verge of hugging Cloud to pieces. "You like a little romance, don't you, Chocobo?"
"Shut up, Zack." Cloud's face was now cherry bright.
"But if you want a little more romance, all you've got to do is ask," persisted Zack, his playful, teasing grin never faltering. He waggled his brows at the shorter swordsman and he put his hands on either side of the tree trunk behind Cloud, leaning in for a kiss.
"Screw you...both you guys," Cloud muttered, ducking under Zack's bracing arms before the smiling mouth could touch his. "I'm going in for a shower."
"Got ya all hot and bothered thinking about those girly novels, did it?" Reno nudged Zack and they both snickered.
Cloud flipped them off over his shoulder and kept walking.
"Think he read the whole book?" Zack murmured, watching the embarrassed blond storm away.
"Oh yeah...he definitely read the whole thing," agreed Reno. "Elle would love him for that."
"Heh...but I don't see Cloud having a book discussion with anyone—especially not a smut book. Maybe we should lighten up on the teasing. The poor kid looked like a bomb, his face was so red."
Reno sighed and adjusted the strap on his EMR. "Whatever you say, Fair. You're both a pair of hopeless romantics, if ya ask me."
Zack visibly perked up. "Hey, that gives me an idea. Maybe we could do something romantic for our boy while you're here. If he got into one of those corny romance novels, it probably means he wants something he won't ask for. You know how he is about speaking up."
"Yeah, Cloud couldn't talk his way out of a paper bag if his life depended on it. You really think he wants some cheesy 'wind-blowing in the hair, shirt flapping open' kind of crap?"
"Well, we've sort of done that already and it wasn't that romantic, with a tornado touching down less than a mile from our place."
Reno didn't know what was more disturbing: Zack's apparent inability to detect his sarcasm or the brunet's casual mention of a twister coming close to his and Cloud's land. "Uh...right. So anyway...what did you have in mind? Oh, and for the record, if it involves me putting on a dress you can go fuck yourself."
Zack laughed and shook his head. "You sound like Cloud. No, it's nothing like that. I've got to think about it and get some kind of hint from him, but I promise it won't be like some big roleplay thing...unless Cloudy wants it that way."
"Cloud...roleplaying?" Reno found the idea so funny he cackled. He slapped Zack on the shoulder and tugged his arm. "Good one, Fair. Let's get to the house and get cleaned up. I'm in the mood for an afternoon drink or three."
Zack obligingly fell into step with him. "I'm not saying we should all dress up as pirates, and run around cock-fighting, but I'm sure there's something he wants and won't admit to—I mean, besides the collars and handcuffs."
"Well, whatever you want to do, you'd better do it tonight," Reno advised seriously. "Your folks are coming in tomorrow afternoon."
"Not tonight," Zack objected. He put an arm around Reno's shoulders casually, always generous with his affection. "He'll think we're just picking on him. Give it a few days and I'll work something out. It's not like my parents need us hanging around the house at all times, babysitting them."
Reno shrugged. "I'm just along for the ride, hot stuff."
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